The most bizarre dreams you have ever had
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I remember taking my cat to an award ceremony in London, where she was presented a medal from the Queen for services to Britain.
I then drove back home with my grandma, by driving a car down some train tracks.
I then drove back home with my grandma, by driving a car down some train tracks.
I was a digidestined. I was then killed by my own digimon on accident while on a quest that was ordered by one of my teachers. I was also riding a tank.
Curse you Flamedramon! You are my favorite!
Curse you Flamedramon! You are my favorite!
I had a very odd dream the other day...
I was the assistant of a chief investigator in the police, and some weird killer, looking a bit like the Dishonoured character, wearing a featureless mask, had taken to a rooftop to strike people on the streets with weird fireballs, leaving their charred skeletons behind.
So, I was on the case to track him down. I saw the ambulance personell drag the skeletons into an ambulance, while policemen fanned out to find out where the Maskman went. The chief investigator turned to me and said "We'll need all hands on deck for this. We need to get this guy. You with me?", and I replied, ridiculously melodramatic, "To the end and beyond, boss".
He nodded, and looked back inside the operations headquarters we had set up. There was a cat in it. Suddenly, I knew the cat was the key to all this, that the cat knew something and could help us track the man on the rooftops down before he killed more. But something was off about the cat.
"Boo?", said the chief investigator to the cat, who just looked at him before cleaning its ears.
"Some pets are just hopeless", he said and walked away. I remained for a while. And then I knew it. The cat was the ghost all along.
And then I was a ghost.
Then I woke up. It was a very, very weird experience, with all those sudden twists and leaps. It was a bit like a combo between The Sixth Sense, the Swedish crime drama Mannen på Taket and Dishonoured, plus cats. Although the ending was a bit lifted from that weird Doom fanfic.
I was the assistant of a chief investigator in the police, and some weird killer, looking a bit like the Dishonoured character, wearing a featureless mask, had taken to a rooftop to strike people on the streets with weird fireballs, leaving their charred skeletons behind.
So, I was on the case to track him down. I saw the ambulance personell drag the skeletons into an ambulance, while policemen fanned out to find out where the Maskman went. The chief investigator turned to me and said "We'll need all hands on deck for this. We need to get this guy. You with me?", and I replied, ridiculously melodramatic, "To the end and beyond, boss".
He nodded, and looked back inside the operations headquarters we had set up. There was a cat in it. Suddenly, I knew the cat was the key to all this, that the cat knew something and could help us track the man on the rooftops down before he killed more. But something was off about the cat.
"Boo?", said the chief investigator to the cat, who just looked at him before cleaning its ears.
"Some pets are just hopeless", he said and walked away. I remained for a while. And then I knew it. The cat was the ghost all along.
And then I was a ghost.
Then I woke up. It was a very, very weird experience, with all those sudden twists and leaps. It was a bit like a combo between The Sixth Sense, the Swedish crime drama Mannen på Taket and Dishonoured, plus cats. Although the ending was a bit lifted from that weird Doom fanfic.
Just had a pretty weird one last night. There was some kind of sporting event...I think it was a football game, but I'm not sure. A bomb went off during it (I think my parents were there, but they survived) and the police arrested their main suspect, which was...a horse. And then they put it on trial and Phoenix Wright was the defense attorney.
I feel like there was more to this, but I feel lucky to remember this much.
I feel like there was more to this, but I feel lucky to remember this much.
in comparisons to everyone else, i only have two of similar calibre:
A while back I dreamed that i was president Kennedy, chilling in what i suppose was a mix of the white house and the playboy mansion. It was late, and then the lights went out. I see a dude dressed like a criminal (black mask, striped shirt, beret), who then attempts to fire a missile at me, which fails miserably. Deciding its now time to got to sleep, i walk upstairs, where upon he stabs me and i bled to death. It didn't hurt, and all i could think of was "that was so mean!"
More recently, I imagined that I was defending modern day new york from a collector invasion with my two friends and another friend's little sister. We arrive via helicopter, where upon we grad our guns and go. a pretorian shows up, and i'm about to start shooting when my guns disappear. my friends tell me to gtfo, and i try to escape via a conveniently placed emergency exit. Then the whole school shows up, and i have to evacuate them through this one tiny door. i succeed, but by the time i'm done, the collectors have been beaten. a dude from my grade shows up, says there's a party, gives me a gallon of sugar, and leaves. I'm about to follow him when a zombie shows up.
the strangest bit was that i ate ice cream the night before both of those dreams...
A while back I dreamed that i was president Kennedy, chilling in what i suppose was a mix of the white house and the playboy mansion. It was late, and then the lights went out. I see a dude dressed like a criminal (black mask, striped shirt, beret), who then attempts to fire a missile at me, which fails miserably. Deciding its now time to got to sleep, i walk upstairs, where upon he stabs me and i bled to death. It didn't hurt, and all i could think of was "that was so mean!"
More recently, I imagined that I was defending modern day new york from a collector invasion with my two friends and another friend's little sister. We arrive via helicopter, where upon we grad our guns and go. a pretorian shows up, and i'm about to start shooting when my guns disappear. my friends tell me to gtfo, and i try to escape via a conveniently placed emergency exit. Then the whole school shows up, and i have to evacuate them through this one tiny door. i succeed, but by the time i'm done, the collectors have been beaten. a dude from my grade shows up, says there's a party, gives me a gallon of sugar, and leaves. I'm about to follow him when a zombie shows up.
the strangest bit was that i ate ice cream the night before both of those dreams...
I once had a dream where I fell into a cabin. Mordercai (from Regular Show, not Borderlands) and Scootaloo were making out on the floor, Sonic the Hedgehog was sitting on the porch laughing like a hilbilly, and a mother duck and a duckling walked into the room. The mother duck ate its duckling and threw it back up, the now-lifeless duckling just a little gray mass of gloop.
Yeah, it was weird.
Yeah, it was weird.
I had an amazing/weird dream.
I was this generic black, female news reporter with a generic white news reporter and neither of us had a camera. We were driving in the weird countryside for a while and end up at a fancy restaurant where we accept a mission GTA style. Now as myself, my mission is to test the waiters but they throw a fit and throw me into their incredibly large and comfortable attic. In this attic is a tall, skinny black kid without a shirt, a generic chubby kid, apparently another tall, skinny kid but he's white, and some brunette girl who was either in love with me or the "possessive" crazy girlfriend type. So, like any reasonable human being, I smash a window open with a trash can while the girl is latched onto my arm, screaming. The black kid books it out of the window. Same goes for the other tall, skinny kid. All this time, a radio was blasting Taylor Swift down an air vent because the generic kid taped it to the wall. At one point after watching the two kids jump out the window to their certain doom, I try opening the door.
Now with a crowd of kids who appeared out of thin air, we exit the restaurant into a train station and board a school bus train.
I had a dream about going to school. It was either that or I was a dazed stupor and didn't even care to notice waking up, brushing my teeth, or eating breakfast.
I was this generic black, female news reporter with a generic white news reporter and neither of us had a camera. We were driving in the weird countryside for a while and end up at a fancy restaurant where we accept a mission GTA style. Now as myself, my mission is to test the waiters but they throw a fit and throw me into their incredibly large and comfortable attic. In this attic is a tall, skinny black kid without a shirt, a generic chubby kid, apparently another tall, skinny kid but he's white, and some brunette girl who was either in love with me or the "possessive" crazy girlfriend type. So, like any reasonable human being, I smash a window open with a trash can while the girl is latched onto my arm, screaming. The black kid books it out of the window. Same goes for the other tall, skinny kid. All this time, a radio was blasting Taylor Swift down an air vent because the generic kid taped it to the wall. At one point after watching the two kids jump out the window to their certain doom, I try opening the door.
Now with a crowd of kids who appeared out of thin air, we exit the restaurant into a train station and board a school bus train.
I had a dream about going to school. It was either that or I was a dazed stupor and didn't even care to notice waking up, brushing my teeth, or eating breakfast.
I have a recurring nightmare where the monster that kills everyone I know turns out to be a doppleganger of me, but he always wears a redcoat. As in American revoulution redcoats.
I really don't remember my dreams, though fragments of one do stick out in my mind.
I vaguely recall being the in Chernobyl Zone (from the STALKER series), and moving from settlement to settlement looking for someone (no idea who). Eventually, I entered an abandoned train station and fell down a hole, where I ended up in a very Minecraft-y block world.
Then... I think I boarded some sort of Half-Life-style tram system and ended up in a steam-punk London. That was pretty badass.
I vaguely recall being the in Chernobyl Zone (from the STALKER series), and moving from settlement to settlement looking for someone (no idea who). Eventually, I entered an abandoned train station and fell down a hole, where I ended up in a very Minecraft-y block world.
Then... I think I boarded some sort of Half-Life-style tram system and ended up in a steam-punk London. That was pretty badass.
The night after playing XCOM: Enemy Unknown for the first time, I had a dream which was a bizarre amalgamation of XCOM and The Sims 3. I remember my life as I lived it being semi turn-based, like XCOM, but without any aliens or combat, except for my house burning down for some reason.
I need to start getting more sleep...
I need to start getting more sleep...
I had one last night that I had a pet Cockroach as well as a pet bird of some kind.
I woke up and was sad, I loved that pet cockroach. It even came to me when I called its name!.....somehow.....
I think I had more pets, but I have forgotten them =(.
I woke up and was sad, I loved that pet cockroach. It even came to me when I called its name!.....somehow.....
I think I had more pets, but I have forgotten them =(.
About a month ago I was reading a book in bed, and after about doing that for an hour, I woke up and realized that I had fallen asleep while reading and dreamed that I was still in bed, reading the same book. T'was a strange experience.
I slit the throat of an emaciated man stuck in the body of a thirteen year-old because he was a tyrannical despot turning women into slaves. And pillows. And both. I don't know how that works. It's okay. He attacked me. I remember that I was going to spare him, but he ran at me and cut into my left elbow. He looked me in the eye and cried, saying he, "...couldn't let that happen." Don't know exactly what he meant.
And then there was that one where someone raped a potato. It got angry and really, really damn big. Then it turned into a cat. There was more to that dream. A lot more. And it was cool. That's just all I can remember. Wonder why.
And then the most recent. I still can't understand why a Jedi would be fighting zombies. Especially without a lightsaber.
There's a reason I refused to dream for the better part of a decade. At least my subconscious is as amusing to me as I am to others.
And then there was that one where someone raped a potato. It got angry and really, really damn big. Then it turned into a cat. There was more to that dream. A lot more. And it was cool. That's just all I can remember. Wonder why.
And then the most recent. I still can't understand why a Jedi would be fighting zombies. Especially without a lightsaber.
There's a reason I refused to dream for the better part of a decade. At least my subconscious is as amusing to me as I am to others.
Had this one last night actually and it was very surreal. Now i gather that most people are telling about dreams that are completely random. But there were parts to my dream that both freaked me out but also made me want to stay asleep and continue the dream. Quick backstory that makes the weird part my dad died a few years back and i never have really dreamt about him as such since. anyway this is what i remember from what i had dreamt
I was at a house that was surrounded by corn fields, and at the bottom of every field was rivers. There was a young lad about 15 who i was following through these fields and rivers to get to the house in the middle. once i arrived there there was loads of people standin about and one told me to go to a room at the end of the hall (looked like an old time cottege) i think i walked into the room and my dad was standing in it tellin me that he never died that he had to fake his death. the next thing i remember is im am running through the corn and i ended up in a cobble street with a carnaval i then woke up screaming
Anyway that was probable the most werid freakish dream iv ever had.
I was at a house that was surrounded by corn fields, and at the bottom of every field was rivers. There was a young lad about 15 who i was following through these fields and rivers to get to the house in the middle. once i arrived there there was loads of people standin about and one told me to go to a room at the end of the hall (looked like an old time cottege) i think i walked into the room and my dad was standing in it tellin me that he never died that he had to fake his death. the next thing i remember is im am running through the corn and i ended up in a cobble street with a carnaval i then woke up screaming
Anyway that was probable the most werid freakish dream iv ever had.
I hate those dreams, sometimes I dream of waking up and heading to work only to wake up and have to do it all over again.Kitty4President said:
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I was in a bamboo cage in a tropical forest with a bunch of other people and armed Brazilian guards. I escaped by asking to use the bathroom then sneaking over to get a trumpet. Apparently Brazilians do not like trumpets because all of them put their hands to their ears fell to the ground and screamed their heads off. I then opened the cage and we all walked out of the camp with me still playing the trumpet.
Very strange dream.
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Oh I have also had a dream of being chased by a rabid normal size black bunny.
Too many to list.
A recent one would be: I was catching various roaches with myh bare hands, and to dispose of them, I was told to squish them. It was real sick, and then I got to a final boss of sorts. A huge-ass stick insect faced me. And I had to strangle it with my hands.
After doing so, my hands were dripping with green slime, then I teleported to a bus depot. And then I had a redhead girlfriend waiting with me for a bus.
A recent one would be: I was catching various roaches with myh bare hands, and to dispose of them, I was told to squish them. It was real sick, and then I got to a final boss of sorts. A huge-ass stick insect faced me. And I had to strangle it with my hands.
After doing so, my hands were dripping with green slime, then I teleported to a bus depot. And then I had a redhead girlfriend waiting with me for a bus.