Most fucked up dream you've ever had?

[Purplefood1]

Birmingham seceded from the UK and there was a big war too get it back but they stole all the tank wreckage and melted down their own stuff to make a giant tank which ran over London but that didn't really matter because in Scotland some scientists were trying nuclear fusion with fish and it went horribly wrong and destroyed the world but it was allright because Anubis had stopped time and let everyone go to a different planet before the explosion happened... it was an odd dream.

 

[Zeromaeus]

I had this one dream I remember VERY well.
WARNING! SUPER_SIZED WALL OF TEXT! WARNING!

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I open my eyes. Its morning. I get up and go through the regular routine (Looking back, whenever I saw myself in the mirror, I didn't look like myself. I looked like someone similar to myself, but it wasn't me). I go to school via bike (This dream is actually a few years old). At school I meet up with my girl-friend (a person whom I've never seen the likes of in real life unfortunately). I then attend classes and everything goes normally. After school I meet up with my girlfriend again behind the school and we start walking towards a nice park (within sight of the school, downhill from where I was). Before I get on my bike, some guy (I knew his name in the dream, but no longer remember it) pushes me down and kicks me. He then tells one of his friends to take my wallet while the other two (there were four guys total) watched my girlfriend (I really want to say her name started with an S... this is bugging me). Anyway, the guy (his name started with a B... I think... maybe...) leaves and his cronies follow. My girlfriend tells me not to worry about him (something along the lines of "he's just gonna' piss off the wrong person one of these days.") and helps me up. We bike down to the park and the day passes uneventfully (I actually know what happened at the school and park, but it was regular everyday stuff. I took a test, did some work, ate lunch, goofed off on the internet, etc. at school and mostly talked at the park). We part ways shortly after leaving the park (it was nearly sundown) and I ride/walk my bike up a long hill to my house. On the way, I stop by my mother's grave (my mom is alive and well), which is pretty near my house (up a little bit and to the side. it rested on a precipice that provided a pretty good view of the town.) I go inside and pick up a message off the counter. Reading the note, I find that my dad will be away for a week and that there's money in an envelope (it was under the note) if I needed it. The evening passes and I got to bed (I watched tv (Rocko's Modern Life, Tv Guide, and Dexter's Lab)). I wake up. Something loud woke me up. I get up and turn on some lights. No one was in the house so the initial nervousness passed (oddly enough, I was wearing Ness style blue and white striped sleeping attire (before I had played Earthbound even)). I step outside and smell something burning. I go to the tree my mother was under (on the precipice) and look down at the town. What I saw terrified me. The town was on fire. Partly at least. There were fires all over the place. What do I do? I grab my bike and head down to town to see if I can find my girlfriend. When I get down to where most of the people lived, the town's condition got considerably worse. Windows were busted, cars were crashed into buildings, and great roaring fires could be seen beyond the doors. I got off my bike for a minute to look into one of my friend's windows to see if he was still in there. He was. He was on the floor burning, missing an arm, lying face down in a pool of blood (I think he may have been dead). I go to get back on my bike, but a truck flies up (as in really fast, not flying) and crashes right through it. I watch as the truck speeds down the road and crashes into a car that came around an intersection, flips over the car, and grinds to a stop upside-down (I remember all of this. Seriously. It was stupid level vivid.) I pick up my bike's handles and look at them for a moment. My mom gave me that bike (no really, I thought that. About a bike I don't have. About a mom who isn't dead). I drop the handles and keep going. By the time I make it to the intersection, the car that the truck had hit was on fire and the gasoline had covered the way past, so that too was on fire. I turn to go down an alley that'd lead me towards my girlfriend's house (which was about a block away from the park as I remember). I get through the alley okay, but there were a few dead bodies lying around with large portions of their bodies gone. It looked like they were chewed off. I was REALLY unnerved at this point. I heard a piece of glass fall from above to the alley behind me and I spazzed the crap out before continuing onward. I come to another junction where I can either go around a grocery store or through another alley. I go into the alley. As I turn a corner in the alley I see a big bulking ... thing. Roughly human in shape it was about a man and a half tall and was really blubbery/bloby. It was hunched over a dumpster, eating out of it. Indiscriminately eating out of the dumpster. Glass and whatnot and all. I step backwards to go back to the road, but step on a Coke can. The thing turns to me and gurgles. Its face looked like that guy that attacked me the day previous (horribly disfigured and blobified, but I knew it looked like him). It open its mouth and roars/screams at me, its mouth full of broken glass and shard of metal, slobber and blood dripping to the ground. I run backwards, the bully/creature on my heels. Almost as soon as I get past the entrance to the alley-way I hear a shot ring out and the creature falls. I hear a voice, a man that I had known since I was very young, call out from a high window across the street, asking if I was okay. I tell him I was and ask if he's seen ... Sarah (I think) (side note: in the dream, I knew this person very well. He taught me how to shoot and was one of the few people that could beat me in chess. I respected this person very much). He tells me that I should follow the road down (past the store) and see if she's made it to the highway (a very long walk mind you). I tell him I will and start heading that way. A fair amount down the way (way past the store) I come to another roadblock. Past it I can see creatures. Shadowy in nature. Some had great big hand that ended in claws, some had no arms and huge head with giant jaws, some were less easily described. I headed back until I came to the corner the store was on, determined to go around and get to the highway. At this point, however, I started to feel really hungry. I head into the store to grab something to eat and run. I walk in and go down a few isles. I pick up a box of Pop-Tarts and eat a pack. I'm about to leave when I hear crying. I follow the sobs to the frozen food section. There I see my girlfriend, crouching in the floor, crying (She was talking to herself about being alone). I approoach her and try to console her. She grabs onto me and starts crying into my chest. I hold her and tell her it'll be okay. She looks at me and tells me "No. It won't." I feel a sharp pinch in my lower right ab-area-place. I look down and I see a terrible black spike jutting through my lower torso, my own blood spilling onto the floor. I swear I felt the worst pain at that moment. Absolute crippling pain. I double over and clutch my side. I knew I was dying. I look up and, out of my girlfriend's back there had grown a repulsive spider-like creature. It had six long spike legs, one of which was dripping with my blood, and two smaller legs that looked malformed. The creature in her back then lifted itself up and her head lolled forward, either from being dead or no longer in control. The creature skittered away and out the door. I try to pull myself away, but soon lose consciousness. I wake up. I'm lying somewhere that smells god awful and I feel like sin. I look around and can't really see anything. I look down where the gaping wound had been to find a blackened scar. I hold my head, overcome by a searing headache. Then... I hear voices. Many voices. Some of them speak at once. Some speak in sequence. Some speak in written word. There were many voices. I can't really grasp what they're saying, but it seems as though they wanted me to go up. I searched for a way up and found a ladder. I climb the ladder and find myself at man-hole in front of the store. I can see my own blood, smeared from where I presume I had dragged myself to the man-hole. I follow the way I had intended to get out of town and end up at the highway. I walk sown the highway a bit (the voices have been going the whole time) and pass out. I wake up in a white room, a man in a lab-coat standing over me, poking me with a needle. He tells me that I've been brought to a safe place and I shouldn't worry about getting attacked. He says that I have these strange cells in me, the same cells as the creatures. He says its seems to affect everyone differently and that its actually improved my ability to heal. I sit up and ask him what happened. He doesn't know. I ask if I can stand up and walk around and he says it shouldn't be a problem as long as I didn't try to leave the facility. I open the door and I see a lot of people. Some of them looked normal while other did not. The doctor (I assume he was a doctor) walked up and told me that some of the people here were like me while most were just here because it was safer than it was outside. He goes on to say that the dangerous subjects were being held in a completely different part of the facility under heavy security. I spend the next few days getting acquainted with some of the people here. Most of the regular people won't talk to me so I mostly talk to people with extra arms, or cyclops, or people who can tell your past by holding your hand. After a few days, I come across a large tank where one girl had actually become a mermaid. I spend a great deal of time talking to her. After a few more days of talking to the mermaid and mostly just the mermaid we become really good friends. During a poker game (yes, we were playing poker) she mentions that she could hear loud noises coming from a vent near her tank. I go to the vent in question and pull the grate off the wall with extreme ease. I guess I was strong too. I climb into the vent and go a ways before coming to a large chamber. I open this vent and step through. In the middle of the chamber sits my (ex?)girlfriend suspended in a tank (spider-monster thing and all).

I wake up.
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God dammit.

 

[IxionIndustries]

I cant really ever remember my dreams too much, but I have like 3 that are memorable. Each goes in kinda a good, bad, ugly kinda thing:

The first is extremely awesome, but it creeped me out at the time, because I was still young.

It was this futuristic city that I lived in. Apparently it was under attack, because as I looked up to the sky, an assload of meteors and spacecraft were soaring through the air, taking out all the cool skyscraper windows. As the ships flew by, they would turn the sky from bright blue to pitch black. Suddenly, some alien troopers, not unlike the Elites from Halo came busting in, and killed my family. Some of the military defense forces came in and killed them, instantly drafting me as well. So I follow them up one of the skyscrapers, laser rifle in hand, as another ship flies by, making the tower crumble from the vibrations. The next dream, I wake up in the rubble, and the sky is completely fucking dark. I pull myself away from the wreckage, and I see a shambling figure appear underneath the streetlights... And another.. And another, until the whole street is filled with my fallen comrades. I rush into an arcade/candy shop/laundromat, and hold out there. The zombies cant get in, but some of the alien grunts shove them aside and make their way inside. I shoot them down, and duck into the laundromat (Which is only a dimly lit closet with a dryer shoved in it.) and hide in the dryer. I see the zombies walk into the room, as I shut the dryer door. Then the dream ends.

It was the weirdest fucking thing, but strangely awesome at the same time.

Then theres the one where I came so damn close to lucidity.

Basically, I made my way through a strange temple, all Indiana Jones style, and I found this glowing orb. As I touched it, it turned into an empty toilet paper roll. Then, several random objects around me started to float. I could fly, shoot lasers, and everything, and I even turned myself into this girl that I liked in middle school. Then, all of a sudden, the artifact vanished. I fell on my face, a bowling ball landed on me, and the dream ended. Havent had it again since.

Ohoh.. And finally, we come to the centipede one.. The most horrifying one yet.

I was at a birthday party, with all of my friends and family. We're all playing tag and having fun, until the doorbell rang. The postman, who looked rather strung out, now that I think about it, hands me a spherical package. He doesnt ask for a signature or anything. So I decide to open the thing, not even seeing what it says, and the damn thing slices my hand off somehow. Then I look at the package, and it says "Barrel o' Centipedes! [small]Open with caution.[/small]". I go back inside, and my house is fucking infested with centipedes. They're crawling on the walls, stinging my feet, and all inside the birthday cake. All my family is gone, and only two of my friends are around. So we go into my room, where theres carpet, and we try to turn on the lights, but it doesnt work. My friend sits down on the bottom bunk of my bed, and out of FUCK nowhere, a giant centipede, about the size of fucking Godzilla, comes out from under the bed, pulls my friend under the bed by his legs, and devours him. My other friend, not even realizing what happened, does the same thing. After she gets eaten, I go to the bunk bed with a flamethrower. The bed rises up on the giant centipede's back, and just as I release a blaze of purifying flame, the centipede does too.

....Everything fades to white.

So those are my dreams, they may not compare to some here, but still. Good fun.

 

[Plurralbles]

I literally had to eat shit. My mother was seriously pissed off that I was human and had to use the bathroom.

It was the most awkward dream I've ever had.

 

[yamitami]

When I remember my dreams they're either very straightforward nightmares of a mild variety involving being swarmed by whatever our latest insect infestation is OR not necessarily fucked up but definitely really fucking weird. The kind of dream where you wake up and ask your brain 'WHAT' because it makes no sense. At least it makes no sense for you to be having it.

Once I dreamed that a girl I knew was leading the cast of That 70s Show across a landscape infested with zombies, except that instead of your usual undead/infected they turned into this tan mud and when killed the mud would just fall to the ground. They ended up in a Colosseum which was on a 60 ft pedestal. Things were looking grim--they were knee deep in dead zombie mud and there was still a hoard bearing down on them--when something happened and they escaped off the edge. When they landed there was a creature waiting for them which looked like the worms from Dune but had the scale and behavior of an excitable loving Labrador. At which point I woke up and wondered what drugs my subconscious was doing behind my back.

 

[Luke5515]

A few. One involved me helping my friend wheel her grandfather, whom was Gandhi, to her house in the middle of a busy street.

Also me and some friends were all chilling hanging out and talking. In my bathroom. I laid in the tub and others were strewn about. This went on for a while until one of my friends was suddenly naked. The end.

 

[Redlin5_v1legacy]

I had a dream where everytime I said the word "cabbage", a rainbow would EXPLODE out of a unicorns horn and float into the sky. I don't do drugs or drink, honest!

 

[unoleian]

Most fucked up dream of mine was nothing really that bizarre or fantastically surreal.

I simply started pulling my teeth out. One, by one.

Then I woke up. The sense of pure relief cannot be overstated at all.

 

[Kritical Mass]

My dreams are usually really fucked up. The thing about my dreams is that the stuff happening in my dreams should scare me but for some reason it doesn't. Anyway, heres one that sticks out in my mind (not in terms of weirdness but in terms of being able to get an emotional reaction out of me).

I was on a small lifeboat with a boy and a girl I didn't recognize. We eventually drifted to a small island made of reddish clay and very large rocks. The sun was really intense so we got off the boat to get under a tree for shade. There where a couple wooden tables and benches under the tree that where rotted to the point that they broke as soon as we touched them. After a while i saw this 8 foot tall shadow thing with glowing white eyes that floated away as soon as it saw me, so I chased it for a while until I came to a door in the side of a rock. I went in the door and I saw the house my family moved out of a few years before completely trashed with the windows boarded up. After I looked around for a while I found this display case full of some of my childhood toys and for some reason started crying. I walked down to the basement and sitting at a round wooden table where a man in a hooded burlap robe and a woman in a red dress with a huge head and small black eyes. i asked them if there was any way out of the house ( i don't know why) and the woman replied "if you don't like it here, there's always fire and brimstone". The man in the robe said "I'll start you off where your ship crashed". I get teleported to a ship in the middle of a storm thats about to crash into a lighthouse. The boy and girl from the beginning are at the ship's wheel trying to turn the ship away. Then I wake up crying.

 

[Kei Kaemon]

Well a weird dream I will always remember is one where when I was like 12, and for some reason I had a water gun, but it was weird, anyone I shot with the water gun turned into a panda....

Really not sure where that came from and all at, it was weird...

 

[superbatranger]

I have two that I can actually remember. First one, I was kidnapped by some old white guy. Last thing that happened before I woke up screaming was his gun pressed against the side of my head. Second dream was a real doozy. I was on a boat with 2 other people trying to escape a nuclear explosion. Everything was being destroyed beyond recognition when the shock wave hit our boat sending us flying. We ended up on the roof of a building. Then the other guy left to look for survivors, and the girl and I had sex. I don't even remember how it ended.

....Yea, I'm just as confused as you are.

 

[Wintermoot]

2 actually
1. I was eating brick in my backyard for some reason I had that one a few times
2. I was marying my little sister for some reason

 

[Crowser]

I actually wrote this one down after I had it so I wouldn't forget it...first dream I've had in four years:

I am alone, everything is white and there is no noise. Suddenly there is screaming, people crying, people praying, people begging. Except there isn't; only the noise. I tell myself to "run like hell" except I don't; it's not me and it is. The voice is external but it is still me. I obey. I run forever until it begins to fade. The white that is. White, light grey, grey, dark grey, black. Everything is black and there is no noise. Except for myself talking to me. An older version speaking. He is completely white upon the uniform blackness, standing beside a grave with my name on it. "Today is tomorrows past; run like hell."

 

[Bofore13]

The things in the majority of my dreams are far to horrible (for those that are not me) to even speak of, as horrible nightmares (for them) would surely ensue. But really my dreams are considered nightmares to those that I share them with, but hey beauty is in the eye of the beholder and all that nonsense. I'll just say that I do horrible things to people that I don't even know.

 

[Pinkros]

I don't have many weird dreams nowadays, but when I was younger I had a lot of 'em.

For example:
Me and my daycare group are going for a busride somewhere, except the bus isn't really a bus, but our car and a bus at the same time. Then, when we arrive, I'm sitting at a table with my dad and suddenly he pulls out a whole leek and eats it. Then he gets a black eye and starts to cry as if he was a little baby.

What's up with that?

 

[Lineoutt]

Recently there were a couple

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My alarm had gone off and it was set to radio so in my dream I was at school and me and my friends were sitting around the couches making radio impersonations in the exact voices (I.E: "Today the dow jones industrial went up two points, recovering from its 40 point fall last evening")

then there was this

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I had a dream where Yahtzee came to my house and tried to rape me. Luckily I was able to convince him not to by giving him a banana.

the last one I can think of is this

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I was sitting on the side of the green water swimming pool in my classroom and my teacher gave me a weird picture and told me I had to meld it into a penis with my mind. I was able to do it just before the marauding army of chairs canceled my ability to fly... damn chairs

 

[Pinkros]

Well a weird dream I will always remember is one where when I was like 12, and for some reason I had a water gun, but it was weird, anyone I shot with the water gun turned into a panda....

Really not sure where that came from and all at, it was weird...

Ranma ½, anyone?

 

[Catinks]

yoko from gurren laggan standing over me with a banjo playing a really fucked up tune over and over again... really, dont ask

 

[Lineoutt]

My dreams are usually really fucked up. The thing about my dreams is that the stuff happening in my dreams should scare me but for some reason it doesn't. Anyway, heres one that sticks out in my mind (not in terms of weirdness but in terms of being able to get an emotional reaction out of me).

I was on a small lifeboat with a boy and a girl I didn't recognize. We eventually drifted to a small island made of reddish clay and very large rocks. The sun was really intense so we got off the boat to get under a tree for shade. There where a couple wooden tables and benches under the tree that where rotted to the point that they broke as soon as we touched them. After a while i saw this 8 foot tall shadow thing with glowing white eyes that floated away as soon as it saw me, so I chased it for a while until I came to a door in the side of a rock. I went in the door and I saw the house my family moved out of a few years before completely trashed with the windows boarded up. After I looked around for a while I found this display case full of some of my childhood toys and for some reason started crying. I walked down to the basement and sitting at a round wooden table where a man in a hooded burlap robe and a woman in a red dress with a huge head and small black eyes. i asked them if there was any way out of the house ( i don't know why) and the woman replied "if you don't like it here, there's always fire and brimstone". The man in the robe said "I'll start you off where your ship crashed". I get teleported to a ship in the middle of a storm thats about to crash into a lighthouse. The boy and girl from the beginning are at the ship's wheel trying to turn the ship away. Then I wake up crying.

hush hush its okay dont cry, theres always fire and brimstone

 

[Lineoutt]

I actually wrote this one down after I had it so I wouldn't forget it...first dream I've had in four years:

I am alone, everything is white and there is no noise. Suddenly there is screaming, people crying, people praying, people begging. Except there isn't; only the noise. I tell myself to "run like hell" except I don't; it's not me and it is. The voice is external but it is still me. I obey. I run forever until it begins to fade. The white that is. White, light grey, grey, dark grey, black. Everything is black and there is no noise. Except for myself talking to me. An older version speaking. He is completely white upon the uniform blackness, standing beside a grave with my name on it. "Today is tomorrows past; run like hell."

shit thats creepy