DarkRaven35
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DREAMS!
Mar 31, 2004 1:16:14 GMT -5
Post by DarkRaven35 on Mar 31, 2004 1:16:14 GMT -5
I have been dreaming alot lately. This is really weird to me. I never used to dream, now I have one every other night or so!
I was tired so I took a catnap this afternoon, and I drempt, I can't really remember it, except for teh fact that I had experianced a "fake wake" in it. Ya know where you wake up, and realise you are still dreaming. I realised it was a fake wake up about five seconds before I woke up truly. All I remember is somthing weird happened. I really hate it when I can't remember what happned in a dream.
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May 5, 2004 16:47:14 GMT -5
Post by porno librarian on May 5, 2004 16:47:14 GMT -5
Ok, so I had this dream Monday night/Tuesday morning.
I was in a bording school..a highschool of some sort. It was very red/brown kind of walls. Anyway, they had this big room where they played some sort of live action RPG. You entered teh room through these nondescript doors.
My ex-boyfriend Kevin (a big RPG guy IRL) was teh leader of one team that my sister wanted to join. As a concerned older sibling, I went with her to check it out.
Kevin's team was camped on this ridge, trapped between these two high walls on which teh other, larger team/army was. teh wall to teh right even had a small ledge where a couple of scouts camped and could see Kevin's team completely. My sister led me through teh door and started showing me her mount...a flying unicorn named Zigga (some how derived from Zig-Zag). It was a nice lil beast and I gave it a bit of a ride and went to pester teh scouts on teh side of teh hill.
Then, and this part is a little fuzzy, my sister and I managed to steal a paper or poster from teh other team, and instead of running to kevin's base, we ran to teh girls bathroom. teh rest of teh team came and found us (my friend Rebecca, who has green hair was using teh bathroom at teh time), and we started talking and joking around, just sitting on teh toilets.
Evan (another friend) & I were talking about coed bathrooms and he was all like "Yeah, we couldn't do coed bathrooms because guys wouldn't be able to contain themselves" and then I was like "nuh-uhhhh" and playfully punched him. But then he fell off teh toilet and it looked like he was really hurt, so I said "Evan, I'm sorry" over & over again. Of course he was just pretending and so everyone had a good laugh.
And THEN (yeah, I know, it's long) we were back in teh RPG room and Kevin was explaining Ally's (my sister) duties. So she flew off on teh unicorn like she was supposed to. Apparently she did whatever she was told, because next thing I remember she's flying back yelling "get down! get down! they're coming!"
She lands and I run over and ask if she's ok, which she is, but teh unicorn's fairly messed up. I pull her over to teh door (teh entrance to teh RPG room) and make her crouch outside of teh room with me. We are watching teh fighting going on through teh door when two guys from teh opposing team come around teh corner and start shooting at Kevin's team through teh door.
They're using bows (smallllll ones) and long skinny wooden bolts with sharpened tips (not like actual arrows). There are a couple of these bolts on teh ground and I pick them up and start throwing them at teh closest guy. He has curly hair and looks pretty young, somewhere around 15-16 cuz he's pretty skinny.
One of my bolts hits him in teh earlobe, another right near his eye. That's when he turns around and just fires his bolts at me. They pelt me all across my face, some of them are shorter than others, and they don't hurt at all. I remember pulling them outta my eyelid and they were just little thorns.
Anyway, teh dream goes right into a scene where I'm being accepted into Kevin's army. teh two scouts on teh ledge from earlier start making fun of me but when I walk over there they're really scared and trying to keep far away from me.
I leave teh RPG room through that door and run into teh same guy I threw my bolts at. He's an elf and I say that Imma cut off his ears and "take his immortality."
He replies with "Is that anyway to treat your son?"
I have a total WHAT teh FUCK moment, and then my alarm rings and I wake up.
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Jun 2, 2004 23:10:49 GMT -5
Post by isa2525 on Jun 2, 2004 23:10:49 GMT -5
I once had a dream that I was in a crack house. And teh Oompa Loompas were trying to sell teh Smurfs drugs, but they kept yelling "REPENT" at them. And they took out these things that looked like bottles of water, but they were some kind of shrinking potion. And teh Oompa Loompas pulled out teh same thing. And they sprayed each other with it so everyone shrunk. ANd then Puff teh Magic dragon showed up, but he really didn't "show up" because, you know hes invisible, and stomped on all of them. And they died. And I need to stop eating before I go to sleep. Yeah.
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Post by Stormy on Jun 3, 2004 9:43:10 GMT -5
I had one of teh most bizzare dreams I ever had last night... I was visiting my grandparents who live in an apartment building designated for senior citizens. While I was there, their landlord showed up to collect rent. teh landlord turned out to be Robert Smith from teh Cure. Then when I leave, there are a lot of older people in my car and they asked if I could give them a ride to somewhere. I agreed but an old man was standing in front of my car. He had an ice scraper and started to hit my windshield and hood with it. I remember he was wearing hotpants cause his buttocks were unusally large and firm for an old man. Then teh cops were called and then teh dream fades. I also remember a car crash later in that dream or maybe it was a completely different dream.
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Jun 3, 2004 18:25:58 GMT -5
Post by that's so raven! on Jun 3, 2004 18:25:58 GMT -5
kinda tame for a Raven-dream, but it's teh first one I've remembered in months. I’m at some house party… me & some people I know leave and drive around teh neighborhood, and teh same pink car is appearing in every driveway as we pass it. I hate pink. Then suddenly I’m out in teh Arctic somewhere, apparently with a small class and a female teacher/professor, except it’s bright & sunny & doesn’t really look like teh Arctic despite patches of snow & glaciers; it looks like teh river I go to out in San Marcos, only with really high cliff-walls on either side of it, and lots more greenery. We’re all in teh water with a bunch of baby polar bears, so small they can’t really swim alone, so we’re in teh middle of helping them get from one side to teh glacier/chunk of snow & ice across teh “river.” teh teacher’s yelling instructions, we’re all swimming along with as many baby polar bears as we can hold and dropping them off on teh glacier, which keeps melting & making baby bears fall back into teh water, and some of them drown and I get sad. When teh teacher’s satisfied our work is done here, she sees some more that need help further down teh “river” and commands us to swim after her over there, but I’m like “fuck this” and go teh other way, which gets more and more shallow and less and less ice-y. Then I see a tiny puppy drowning in teh water near a mommy dog, who’s just kinda floating there, chilling, looking around. So I take teh puppy and teh mommy dog and swim them over to some rocks, and get teh wet, shivering puppy to feed from teh still-nonchalant mom, which for some reason I felt really good about. Then I leave them there and walk further, and see a huge dead ferret (as big as two toddlers, end-to-end) on teh shore and think “oh, good, teh mommy dog can eat that.” Credits roll.
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Jun 12, 2004 19:13:36 GMT -5
Post by lizardali on Jun 12, 2004 19:13:36 GMT -5
teh best dream I ever had was one where I was hanging out with teh Beatles. At first I was more like teh director of one of their movies or something. I decided where they would go and what they would do next. But eventually, I began joining in on teh fun. I suggested we all go into this one place that looked like it was some sort of peep show with a harem theme or something. I had this dream a long time ago, so teh details are a little fuzzy. But it turned out to be some wierd psychidelic performance art coffee house, and if you wanted to come in you had to get rid of all your old clothes and pick out new hippy-style clothes. Anyway, teh Beatles took no time changing clothes, and then they were off, but I, being a girl, had to find an outfit that actually matched. By teh time I finished getting dressed, teh Beatles were nowhere in sight. Great, I think, My own dream has left me behind, again! Then, from outta nowhere, Paul grabs me by teh hands and starts swinging me around. We dance down this spiral staircase and end up outside at some kind of fair. George and Ringo have now disappeared, so its just John, Paul, and I. Some girl, apparently jealous that I'm hanging out with half of teh Beatles, pours her slurpee on my head. Rather than get angry, I actually appreciate it, considering how hot it is out there. And just to show that it didn't bother me at all, I do a cartwheel. Then we start to walk through teh fair when all of a sudden they announce teh "happy time" has started. Apparently this is something everyone knew about but me and involves putting on orange sunglasses. At first I'm freaking out. I didn't know about this! Oh no, I must look like an idiot! Until I realized that I had my orange sunglasses on teh whole time.
"If Jimmy cracks corn and nobody cares, why does he keep doing it?" -Pinky
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Jun 14, 2004 22:45:06 GMT -5
Post by Doose of the Pink Panties on Jun 14, 2004 22:45:06 GMT -5
OK, let's see if I can remember this. I had it shortly before I got up this morning.
I was back in school, and I had a group of people I had to take with me. I was supposed to pick up lunar, and these 2 girls I actually went to high school with. For whatever reason, I was riding my bike to pick up lunar, then we were gonna ride back, pick up my car, and pick up teh other two. Why I didn't just drive I may never know. As I'm riding along I look at my watch and realize that school starts in 20 minutes and it's virtually impossible for me to pick everybody up. Then on top of all that there are roadblocks and detours on teh way to lunar's house. And I somehow wind up right in front of school. Instead of just hoping that they made it on their own and gonna school, I decide to try and go find lunar anyway. Somewhere along teh way I call her cell to tell her what happened. She's already at school. And sitting in class. Mr. VanCamp (my teacher for World History in 10th, U.S. History in 11th, and Government in 12th) asks her where teh hell I am. Somehow I wind up where I'm supposed to be, but suddenly I'm not at school I'm at work. And I'm on time. Almost. I'm walking along, then some ladies I work with pop up and say hi. I am distracted and walk into a wall breaking my nose. Later when I FINALLY make it to work. One of teh ladies who said hi starts yellling at me for being late. I point out that I wouldn't have been late had she not caused me to walk into a wall breaking my nose. And.... that's when I woke up. I gotta quit eating Chocolate Ice Cream right before I go to bed.
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Jun 24, 2004 13:27:20 GMT -5
Post by that's so raven! on Jun 24, 2004 13:27:20 GMT -5
teh night before last, I dreamed that I was on a girls' volleyball team with all teh girls I was friends with in like, 9th grade (who all happened to actually BE on teh volleyball team then, and I wasn't, 'cause I moved away before volleyball season). It was just before our last game, and my grandma & all my younger siblings were there to watch me. All teh other girls were downstairs getting teh pep speech in teh locker room or whatever, and I was up in teh bathroom or something looking in teh mirror, but I can hear what teh coach is saying. Just as I hear "ok girls, time for teh last drug test" I look down at my hand and there's a joint in it burning, and I feel this overwhelming sense of failure followed by a complete lack of concern, so I'm like "ah well" and smoke it.
teh next part of teh dream, suddenly I'm a little boy (I didn't check, but somehow I knew and it didn't occur to me to question it). It seems I'm a servant in some sort of huge castle or mansion from like, back in teh day of Robin Hood, 'cause everybody seems to be dressed like that. Something bad is going on in teh house & I hafta get out, so I'm standing in a corridor trying to remember instructions from my mentor/protector/teh oldish priest-guy from Fifth Element, and all I know is I'm supposed to go into a little room and steal $20 outta a drawer without this big roly-poly friar-guy noticing me, and then run across teh hall & stand on a platform & pull a big rope to get to a different floor. I keep trying to do it, but something always goes wrong & I hafta "restart".
Finally, apparently, I get it right, and then I'm running through a succession of huge empty ballrooms with my priesty-guy and some champion-gladiator-type-ally-whose-sex-I-can't-discern with a big-ass cool blue flaming sword, and these rather threatening-looking angel statues decorating teh rooms keep coming to life and attacking us (more specifically me), but my priest is casting spells and my gladiator's whooping ass and generally making short work of them... I tried casting a few (wimpy-looking) spells, but one just deflected right off teh thing and teh other got absorbed by its sword and made him like 20x more ripped, so after that I quit trying and just kept running.
I guess we made it outta there, 'cause then me & my priest friend were standing outside teh village square of what looked like a very small-scale Troy, with fountains and guards in armor and quaint little domiciles and people bustling and whatnot. Now I'm full height, and feeling like a girl again. Priest-man is telling me instructions on what to do next, and I'm not really listening so much as staring at teh scene & being like "wtf", and finally I'm left alone to wander this little village. As I'm meandering, someone calls my (real) name, and I instantly turn to them, hoping they're part of whatever I'm supposed to be doing. It's a guard in Trojan armor, and as I approach him he asks me if I'm Raven, and as I nod my answer and begin to ask him what I'm supposed to do, I feel myself being pulled up & strapped to a chair. I feel a twinge of panic and my priest comes running towards me yelling that I've been tricked, and I did it all wrong, and teh guard explains to me that now I am gonna be a slave girl (I can't remember teh exact term, but it had teh distinct connotation of forceful, nonconsensual sex). I turn around and see that I am strapped to a chair on an uncovered horsedrawn carriage with about 10 other dirty, beaten, malnourished women & girls, and wearing teh same burlap-sack-looking frock as teh rest of them. Horror. teh End.
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Jun 26, 2004 23:43:11 GMT -5
Post by nastygirl on Jun 26, 2004 23:43:11 GMT -5
Ok, so I had this dream where I was dating teh CEO of Disney (no, it wasn’t Eisner) and we went to dinner with Arnold Schwarzenegger and his wife Maria. We were on our way to teh restaurant when Arnold started telling me about how he and Maria had just purchased an apartment over teh local Gold’s Gym. I want really that interested, if you can imagine and they kept trying to get me to drink more Pepsi (which I do anyway) How wierd was that? I have been dreaming alot lately. This is really weird to me. I never used to dream, now I have one every other night or so!
I was tired so I took a catnap this afternoon, and I drempt, I can't really remember it, except for teh fact that I had experianced a "fake wake" in it. Ya know where you wake up, and realise you are still dreaming. I realised it was a fake wake up about five seconds before I woke up truly. All I remember is somthing weird happened. I really hate it when I can't remember what happned in a dream. What you had was called a lucid dream. Those are prized in teh scientific commuinity. They pay big bucks for those.
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Jun 27, 2004 0:05:05 GMT -5
Post by knightofbob on Jun 27, 2004 0:05:05 GMT -5
What you had was called a lucid dream. Those are prized in teh scientific commuinity. They pay big bucks for those. Pretty much teh only dreams I remember are teh lucid ones. Also, I'm a male who dreams in color (which is supposedly even rarer.) Maybe I should start selling my brain? P.S.: Enjoying teh mods fun machine of hysterics and randomness on my quote attribution. Keep up teh good work!
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Jun 27, 2004 0:26:35 GMT -5
Post by Doose of the Pink Panties on Jun 27, 2004 0:26:35 GMT -5
Pretty much teh only dreams I remember are teh lucid ones. Also, I'm a male who dreams in color (which is supposedly even rarer.) Maybe I should start selling my brain? P.S.: Enjoying teh mods fun machine of hysterics and randomness on my quote attribution. Keep up teh good work! That's rare? Wow, didn't know that... hmmmm...
*ponders selling brain on some unscrupulous online auction service that sells organs*
lousy e-bay
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Jun 27, 2004 1:03:09 GMT -5
Post by RedTempest on Jun 27, 2004 1:03:09 GMT -5
I've been really tired lately, so I took a nap this afternoon. I didn't wanna sleep all night, just take a nap. As I'm sleeping, I realize that I am dreaming. Typically this triggers me to wake up, but it didn't. I knew that i wanted to get up, but I just couldn't wake up.
I was a little pissed off that I didn't wake up, so I started yelling in my dream..attempting to make myself vocalize teh yell. (When I talk, laugh, yell, etc. out loud, it wakes me up) I had to work hard to get enough air in my (dream) lungs to make a vocalization. When I finally got it out, it was a deep, rough growl of a screem that would scare teh hell outta a demon...Yet I remained asleep throught at least 6 of these vocalizations.
Now I'm finally awake and still frustrated because I was in my dream. Damn it!
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Jul 1, 2004 17:46:56 GMT -5
Post by that's so raven! on Jul 1, 2004 17:46:56 GMT -5
I just woke up from a dream where I was hanging out with my ex-boyfriend... and he's like "I have some bad news"... so I'm like "ok"... and he tells me it has to do with my grandma, being old (she's only 66!) and claustrophobic (she's not)... so I say "is she dead?" and he proceeds to explain that an airplane has crashed into her house, and teh terrorists inside were shooting as it crashed, and her armor (0_o), which looks very much like an old metal trashcan and which he somehow has in his possession, wasn't enough, so yeah, she's dead. I then spent teh remainder of teh dream picking bullets outta teh "armor" and bawling. Then I dreamed another equally bad dream, which I don't even wanna talk about, and woke myself up with sobs minus teh tears, if that makes sense. I just need snuggles. [or drugs]
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Jul 3, 2004 18:59:30 GMT -5
Post by porno librarian on Jul 3, 2004 18:59:30 GMT -5
Ok, I just woke up from this dream like 5 minutes ago, so hopefully I remember it pretty well. I was staying with Mew Azama and her family in Japan, but some of my family, noteably my dad & my stepmom Terri were there too. And we were all rushing around to get ready to go to this important function that I was some sort of honored guest at, but we had to take like, 3 cars because there were so many of us, and Mew & I were in teh last car, and it hadn't even gotten to teh house yet. So she's standing there in her high black heels and little black dress looking hot, and I start talking to her about Makoto, teh character she plays in Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon (IRL, she does too). And I"m a huge fan of Sailor Moon in my dream as well, so we're discussing Makoto & how she's different from teh original Makoto, and how she swordfights & stuff (which DOESN"T happen in Real Life). So we're just talking, and my cellphone rings, and it's my dad, and he's asking if we're on our way to teh big event, and I'm like "no..." and then he asks if we're getting some weather over at teh house. And I'm like "no, nothing, what are you getting". He replys with "Oh, there's a bunch of wind and it's picking up teh pebbles on teh road" but then his connection is dropped. So I reach up on top of teh cabinets to get my shoes down, and I look out teh window, and I see a tornado funnel bearing down on teh house! So I grab Mew & her little brother, and I'm like, "We hafta get to teh basement, we hafta get to teh basement, there's a tornado coming!" And Mew responds as I'm dragging her along, "But we don't get tornados in Japan!" Fortunately, her house is laid out exactly like my mom's (a split level with two basements), and I get them down to teh lower basement and huddling against one of teh walls, though we were right next to some windows (which is odd if it's a lower basement, and extremely dangerous in a tornado situation), and I see teh tornado getting closer through teh windows. Then teh tornado passes by and we're still safe, when a cellphone rings again. This time, it's Mew's parents, and they're all "What's going on what's going on?" And then somehow they manage to pop outta teh cellphone and start going upstairs, and Mew's little brother runs after them. As they're walking upstairs I'm looking out teh window and I notice it's still very dark out and then I see teh tornado coming back. So I yell "no, don't go upstairs, teh tornado's coming back!" And Mew's parents just look at me and laugh "Don't be silly, we don't get tornados in Japan." At which point teh tornado hits us and rips off teh far side of teh house that's one level up from us (a sub-basement). Her cellphone-produced parents get sucked up, and I can't see what happens to her brother). After everything has settled down, I look out teh window again, and see that it's sunny and safe, so Mew & I crawl up teh stairs very carefully because there are a lot of floorboards missing on teh sub-basement floor, and a lot of teh dry wall is missing, and there's a gaping hole in teh wall. Fortunately, Mew's brother is sitting in a corner, and he looks at me and he's like "Oh, my parents are gonna SO kill you." To which I'm like "this isn't MY fault! I told you there was a tornado!". Then we cut to some crazy scenes of Mew learning like, Space-Fencing, and there's an announcer who's doing a voice over and he talks about how her mom learns fencing too (because she's also an actress or something), and he says "and just to be safe, Dad learns to fence too!". And then I woke up. Fucking WEIRD.
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Jul 12, 2004 8:54:47 GMT -5
Post by mizelle58 on Jul 12, 2004 8:54:47 GMT -5
Man, I don't remember much of my dream, but one part of it sticks out.
I was on this site, and I had saw a thread by saddy saying she wasn't gonna post again for a long while but she didn't say why. I was gonna try to find out what had gone on but then there was a real bad storm outside. teh lightning sounded weird and it just seemed a lot scarier than usual so I turned off my comp.
I just found that odd. My dreams've never involved people I know online before. Made me a bit relieved to find out saddy leaving was just a dream.
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