The thread where you tell about your dreams

[Akonyl]

I forgot to mention this:  the dog that was dead in the dream is actually the dog that's still alive in real life.  Weird.

was it actually the living dog or was it one of those times where in a dream you recognize that something is supposed to be a certain thing even though it looks completely different?

[Kleene Onigiri]

On the day Night 1 ended in the last mafia round, I had a dream that out target "commi" didn't died. I woke up and was like: "Nooo~ Oh wait. Was a dream. Need to check first...." *checks and commi didn't die* "WTH? D:"


In another dream I was in my grandparents home [which had chickens and stuff before]. In the dream, that house was the farm and I had to walk around and farm stuff, like in a game. Was quite fun, but I can't remember the details XD
What I remember tho, was that in the bedroom from my grandparents, there was a new picture on the wall. I inspected the picture and saw that it contained my brother and my cousin, who were all muscular, VERY MUSCULAR, being hugged/tackled from behind by another unknown muscular man O.o" I was thinking in the dream: "What the hell is that?! D:"

Random stuff was random XD

[Commi-Ninja]

*Prepares to die on Night 1 of the next mafia round*

@Akonyl:  No, it was actually the living dog.  I think I even called him by his name at one point.

[Akonyl]

hmm, very odd then indeed.

edit: New dream tonight, don't remember much of it but for some reason I was humming the Tear Drops song, and then the person in front of me started doing the dance and I was just like "wat."

the end :V

[pofa]

:l Should have expected it, I guess:

My brother and I were home by ourselves (I think we were younger? Maybe teenagers) and there was this white mechanical device in the corner (I have no idea what it was supposed to be; it was just a bunch of different colored wires and white plastic). And I suddenly realized that the device was smoking. D: And then it caught fire, and somehow so did the lamp on the other side of the room. So I ran to get the fire extinguisher, but the fire extinguisher was almost all out and wasn't working very well. So I yelled for my brother and we ran around looking for my dog (who was in the house for some reason instead of the cats) and ran outside.

Then we met a bunch of other people who were on some kind of hike, except they all had suitcases. :V And my parents were there too. So when we were eating dinner, I decided to go for a walk and caught two of the other travelers (a married couple) setting a house on fire and knocking out the people who ran out of the house and taking the luggage/stuff they brought out with them. D: And then they put it in their giant yellow trunk, which could then change and get smaller until it was a regular sized rolling suitcase.

So I wrote a note to my parents that was like, "hey, watch out for these guys," but the couple found it and cornered  me and were like "what are you gonna do about it, huh?" But then I was somehow at my computer and I was telling my brother that there were three new Detective Conan manga files up. :l Don't know the connection there, except that the arsonist couple looked kinda like DC characters.

[Akonyl]

well, at least your kettle didn't actually burn down the house in real life :V

as to the ending: Clearly you beat them both up and just went home to chill on the computer.

[alicetama]

My World History teacher gave me a barrel of soap. And then, another teacher came out with a gigantic snowball and I was trapped inside it, yet I was outside it.

[Akonyl]

*must not let thread die*

the dream started off in a convenience store where I was with one of my coworkers, who was being a general ass, knocking over merchandise and such. One of the things he knocked over was a creme pie, which broke out of its packaging so I was like "wtf I guess I'll go pay for this" so I went up to the cashier, who's like "yeah, that'll be 6 dollars", which I thought was absurd because it was just a small little debbie oatmeal creme pie (while delicious, they're totally not worth $6). I told her to re-check the price on that, so she went off to check.

Next thing I know, I'm back at college, outside in the middle of the night where everyone's partying in the streets. I'm generally confused as to why I'm here, so I wander around a bit until some girl runs up to me and reaches into my pocket, pulls out a $10 and says "sorry, turns out it was 10 dollars instead!" and runs off, turns out it was the cashier. Why are creme pies $10?! D: Also, for some reason or another the entire outdoors party was also a lady gaga concert, where she was playing a completely new song that I couldn't understand and people kept being interviewed and asked to dance to it and they were all too weirded out to.

Then I flash forward to being in my old high school, where there's a production of The Music Man going on (:V). Only, instead of being about music, it seems to be about a murder plot by the main character, and the actors keep forgetting their lines as kids keep walking in during the middle of scenes and ruining it (the actors are out in the audience for some reason).

Then I'm in a forest in the middle of the winter with someone, dragging some tree logs as they ask "So like, imagine everyone had superpowers, and everyone had power over the earth. What do ya think would happen?" to which I respond that that would be horrible because everyone could ruin everyone else's houses and he agreed. I pull this log off of the road we're walking on and into a grove on the side of the street, where I'm no longer a person and this log is no longer a log, and my friend is no longer there. Instead, I look like one of these and the tree I'm dragging is a giant stalk with an eye on it (like me, however it's a giant stalky plant and I'm a monster-y thing), and I drag the stalk to the mother eye-thing, which is twice as tall as the stalk (which is twice as tall as me). I flip it over to show her the base of the stem, where another eye pattern shows that it was cut down. She lets out this loud, weird screech (don't ask how an eye does that), and picks up the stalk and puts it on the other side of her, where a lot of similar stalks are. Apparently, in ages past there was someone who had been cutting down the eye stalks, and now this one being cut down showed that they had returned.

[baka1412]

I've dreamed becoming a person who holds 2/3 of world economics, and yet not so far as attracting public attentions..

You could say, I love to control the world from the shadow..

[Kor]

Yesterday I had pretty much the same dream Commi had a week ago. My father was apparently alive and it was all a conspiracy against my grandmother, and everyone knew the truth besides me.
As I said though, it's not the first time I have had such dreams, so I didn't feel so depressed.
The problem with those dreams though is that it feels like the reality in the dream, so when you wake up, for the first few seconds, you believe that the said dead person is really alive......

[Commi-Ninja]

Wow, Kor, that sucks. The worst part is waking up and realizing they're not alive.  It's just depressing.

[Vylash]

Weird dream was weird, apparently me, feenie, yuri-chan, and bk all live at the dctp forums, (which is some weird log cabin up in the mountains) were at some shopping mall or something, and we were out past curfew. I was trying to get everyone together so we could hurry up and get back, but bk wouldn't shut up and kept talking to some girl, meanwhile Le-nee was ratting all of us out to some bear (who I can only assume was Jd-) when she said that some kids were out past curfew, the bear's fur started to rise up and it was all like "WHO ARE THESE KIDS?"

So when we finally got back the bear got in a spaceship and flew away, commi was dangling from the spaceship with a rope tied around her waist for some reason, and le-nee was there eating a piece of cheese

/end

[Commi-Ninja]

That's... interesting.

[Kleene Onigiri]

So... Jd- is a bear? :V

[pofa]

Two nightmares in a row last night. D: Must have been the time change or something.

In the first one, I was at the grocery store and for some reason I started a brawl with some girl and her boyfriend. And then they both just stopped in the middle of the fight and started walking away with their stupid grocery cart and ignoring me, and hell if that was going to happen (I have no idea why I was so angry), so I grabbed their cart and threw it away so that it knocked over a display stand. And then when it became clear they weren't going to fistfight with me anymore, I blocked their way and started saying really horrible things to them and laughing. (D: Though I can't remember what I actually said.) And I had some of the girl's hair in my hand too. It was long and black. And I mean, they could care less, so I was the one who looked like an idiot. 

And then I was at the doctor's office, except it looked like something out of a dystopian sci-fi show. And the doctor (he looked kinda like Professor Farnsworth) was saying that there was an outbreak of both tuberculosis and the bubonic plague, and that these particular strains of diseases could be transmitted by skin contact. And he was asking me if I'd touched anyone that day, and then I remembered that the girl I'd been fighting had clearly had both diseases; I mean, she was like growing those bubonic plague boils on her hair. o.o And I looked down and I still had her hair in my hands and I was like NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Which sounds hysterical now, but it was actually pretty upsetting, since I was gonna die and stuff. And right after I said that, Farnsworth forced me into a glass quarantine room.

Then I woke up from that one and went back to sleep, and in the second dream I was teaching a foreign language class and it was the first day. Only, when I looked at the syllabus, I realized that it was some weird kind of class where each student got to pick whatever language they wanted and then I would teach it to them. Which was not what I signed up for and I was pretty horrified, but instead of complaining I figured I should make the best of it, so I went up front and started giving a welcoming speech about how languages are useful when you're singing art songs or some weird thing. And then all the students (who were all bigger than me) just quit paying attention and started screaming and running around the room and stuff. And no matter what I did, I couldn't regain order and just got laughed at. D: It was pretty awful. But in the dream I was like, physically unable to move and do anything effective.

So I woke up all contorted in this weird position and feeling like I'd been beaten with sticks. T_T