Dreams and/or Nightmares

[Phazar]

LOL, that almost sounds like some sort of vision.

Anyway, on my last day of my vacation in Wyoming, I had a short dream that I was back at home and logging onto MetConst--only to find out that Zhs2 had promoted several jerks originating from M2K2 to admin!  Without any staff members' permission!  Then those new admins overthrew most of the staff and attempted to take over our lovely forum.  Not a happy ending.  But don't worry, something like that would NEVER happen here in real life!

[Zhs2]

Well, there goes my plans for Metconst domination. <_<>_>

Can't remember my most recent dream, so you get an old one.

http://zhs2.huberthost.com/Text/vividdream050309.html

[Big Gay Cell]

Well, there goes my plans for Metconst domination. <_<>_>

Can't remember my most recent dream, so you get an old one.

http://zhs2.randomnetirc.org/Text/vividdream050309.html

You're messed up.  :)

[zephyrtronium]

Well, there goes my plans for Metconst domination. <_<>_>

Can't remember my most recent dream, so you get an old one.

http://zhs2.randomnetirc.org/Text/vividdream050309.html

You're messed up.  :)

Some people are still finding this out.



The last dream I had that I remember at all was a few days ago.

It started with me climbing up the D stairs to the second floor of my school, and when I reached the hall, I met my Honors Chemistry teacher. We started conversing about something, and then she started yelling at me about how I will never succeed in life if I don't start doing my work. Then I walked past her and over to a classroom in the D hallway that isn't actually there in my school. I looked in, saw rows of the little chair-desk thingies they have with red seats and nobody in them, then turned around and ran because I was being chased by nothing (maybe something; I can't really remember, but I don't think so). I ran towards the girls' bathroom in the D hallway on that floor (which there is no bathroom in any of the D hallways) and entered it, only to find that it was actually a rather well-lit and damp cave. I went into it, and hid until I no longer needed to hide, and then the dream shifted to other stuff I don't remember.

Now, since it's 4 AM, I'm gonna go see if I can get another dream. >_>

[Digital_Mantra]

I entered a land that seemed to be a spiritual retreat for people.

It was a U shape Mountainous bay, with huge wooden parade puppets in the center that did shows every few hours, and an ocean off in the distance. There was nothing really on the right side of this area, it was basically the left. A mountain maze of rooms and caves leading to small and big openings where people would sit and perch for meditation facing the inner bay of mantric parades. I remember just getting comfortable with the surroundings, learning the bends and shifts of this land.

It was very real to me, so real that an online friend came to me in this dream, a friend all the way from norway. I was like holy shit! How did you get here? There was no clear answer but we took upon this warrior like norse theme and circled some kind of grove with other cloaked figured resembling the los illuminatis from resident evil 4. After some time, a parade was beginning and I was trying to find a location to watch, but there were these midget creatures that would spike you whenever you got comfortable in your meditation nesting area (of which were ancient looking ones, and even modern balconies). It was a spectacle, that some chinese lady was orchestrating.

I saw my norweigian friend again, and prompted him to tell me how he came all the way out here, to a region where I must have lived, he gave me no answers. Eventually I was looking up a bit at a balcony and saw him and my dad, he then proceeded to say that he didn't exist, and my dad said "what the frak? what are you talking about?" and I started to feel like I was going psychotic, imagining him to such a degree that I literally created him for even my dad to see. However when I tried to approach my dad to solace my growing anxieties, he turned into a giant dune worm consuming everything in it's path. From there, there was a psychotic episode of me trying to maintain sanity running through these meditation caves that were being destroyed by large insects and demonic faces.

Eventually the dream shifted, not from this area, but to a more calm note. There was some goth girl with black hair that wouldn't leave me alone, was trying to make me go crazy again, after recovering. I was climbing fences and hopping over large areas putting myself at risk to get away from her. This eventually took me to an area full of long ropes that were actually used for these mass puppet parade performances, So I took place in this one, curated my string to work properly, I did this twice. first was handling a left leg which I couldn't get a rhythm for, second was a head and mouth that I was perfectly matching with the chanting of this chinese lady.

After some time, I had my camcorder, and I decided to record this area, to make a documentary about it, about how it drove me nuts and then things got better here. I saw a hierarchy in the meditation area, all the different ledges and mini huts and caves, the more still and frequent a meditator, the higher and more divine their ledge was. There was one guy, who was actually meditating 90% of the time, spending the other 10% eating hot curry and having sex with his girlfriend, to return to his ledge, where he would literally spurt diarrhea off the cliff side. Some form of explicit meditative expurgation. It turned out that this particular ledge was mistakenly stolen from one of the main people who reside in this land, which happened to be some forum moderator I don't much care for. lol

Eventually I found my girlfriend and we were going through the area, finding all forms of sexuality and fetishes and stuff being displayed in this mini diagram of the mountain, of which we were already a part of.
We were agreeing and disagreeing to try certain positions among other things.

Eventually I lost her and continued around, I found a modern balcony with couples having sex and drinking, I can't remember who I was with, but I was trying to find a seat for us. Some woman behind me wanted to read my fortune, and ask for a cigarette, she got my attention basically by grabbing me with her legs, bringing me closer into her at an intimate level, only to let go once she got her cigarette. It turned out she was actually a man, pretending to be a woman, someone I know online who has the features to pull it off, I made a smirky comment like "well I know who you are now, but I'd still frak you anytime" but he was repulsed by it.

Another parade was beginning, it's interesting how this landscape of people either in quiet meditation or festive behavior go dead silent when they start, and everyone tries to get a peek into the bay to see it. At this point, I felt that I was reborn, and had enough footage on my camcorder to show my breakdown and rebirth in this weird place. I found an area where there were so many cats, all the same type as mine.

The exit was odd, it was a very large rope, separating 2 lines to a cave path leaving the U shaped area. People coming, and people going. The people coming looked agitated, in need of being reborn here, as for all of us leaving, we were crying, looking back, feeling joy.

[zephyrtronium]

I was watching a show about a family who was being haunted in some rather new-looking house. The only people I can remember from it were two small children, maybe 5 and 3, the mom, and some British psychic lady. The ghost was doing various different things to them that the mom felt were threatening to her children. I don't remember much of what it was doing to them, though. At one point, during some dramatic reenactment or something, the camera was slowly zooming in on an alarm clock (one of those old ones, with the two bells on top) around 2 AM, and once it got to 2, it went off (now that I think about it, it was actually pointing at 6, but I felt so certain it was 2). After around half an hour that passed in a few seconds, the alarm stopped, then the clock rewound itself to 2 (6) and went off again. A narrator said something about it happening seven times. Then I was suddenly part of the family being haunted, standing where the cameraman had been standing and looking at the clock, and I turned and looked at my mom in the bed and asked her if she was awake, and she said yes, so I went and got a shower but the water pressure went really high, forcing me backwards, when I tried to start it, so I put my clothes back on and went out to my mom and told her what had happened, and she said, "You mean like when Aunt Amanda died?" and I said "I don't know." Then the dream ended.

Coincidentally, my Aunt Amanda is still alive.

[Digital_Mantra]

This dream occurred 15 minutes ago. It's 3:15am. I cannot sleep due to the nature of what I just experienced.
I'll make the regular part of the dream quick in description, the nightmare part more detailed. How about that.

First off, I wasn't me in this dream, nor was my friend my actual friend, but the friend of the character I was. We were 2 characters off the BBC hit 'Peep Show', I was Mark and my friend was Jeremy.

Anyways I was trying to impress some co-workers or a sales pitch by making a nice area for us to all relax. I did this in a strange fashion. I was constructing reality the exact way I used to design levels for Duke Nukem. Setting up my vectors to align, selecting the palettes for walls, etc. I remember it being a mess, and they weren't impressed. Palettes were falling off the walls like cheap wallpaper, my underground caves weren't connected properly, from here on, everyone left.

I decided to sleep in the living room, Jeremy and his high school girlfriend in a room down the hallway. At this point, we were now in an old house I used to live in. Here's where things get strange.. so let's move onto the 'nightmare' portion.

I was awoken on the couch by Jeremy's girlfriend, she was heading off to school. I pretended that I was asleep, so I watched her leave. Through the window, I could see her on the front porch, smelling the cold dewy morning air and exhaling it like smoke.

I then saw a very strange looking man walk down the driveway towards her. He said something like "Lucky me, two in a row." and began to rush her. She re-entered the house and he followed, running after her. I got up and ran down the hall, where they were, except I ran past them to Jeremy's room to inform him that a murderer was in the house. I was holding the door shut with all my might as this deranged killer was trying to enter.

Eventually his attempts stopped, and I could hear the girl screaming as he bludgeoned her to death with a hammer. I myself found a hammer to defend myself. He entered the door and I smacked him on the head with the hammer. This guy must have had a thick skull because I did this repeated only to hear him say "Ouch that hurts!". He tried to swing at me and I caught his hammer, disgusted that the part I grabbed had blood and bit's of brain on it. I flipped my grip of the hammer to the nail removing side and spiked through his skull.

Now I was doing serious damage. I did this repeatedly, eventually causing mass amounts of his skull to fracture exposing brain. I began to slam it deep into his brain, which appeared to have worms or maggots in it. He was still alive, speaking gibberish, so I knew that I'd made him retarded with brain damage, I continued. I pushed the hammer deep into his brain and wiggled it around, making his brain a pile of goop until he fell dead.

I immediately woke up at 3:00am, made some coffee, had a cigarette and posted this dream, while it still remained fresh and vivid. What I got from this dream was.. I don't have the stomach for gruesome murder?

[RealRed]

Oh thanks, I chose the right time to go reading posts- while eating <_<;;

[Fizzer]

Last night I had a dream that I died. I died in a car crash, and was welcomed to hell. The area was cavern like but not dark, there was a sort of reception desk that told me I had to live in hell until my score (which I figured was like a karma sort of thing) gained four thousand points, and this is different for everyone. Hell wasn't all that bad, it was less comfortable than Earth, being all underground and all, and the people there were all of negative karma, but it wasn't so bad, and I knew some people there, including my cat who had followed me to the other side, somehow realising I'd died.

I was certain I wasn't dreaming, I did all sorts of checks including counting my fingers and making sure there were ten, and I concluded that it was real, and I was sort of happy about that. The reason for this was that I now knew my worst fear, hell, wasn't so bad, and it wasn't eternal (as long as I worked for my points). Not only that, but I now had a big chunk of knowledge that my living self never did, and I was now told what really was good and evil, rather than abiding questionable human laws.

Having failed in life, I decided that in hell I would work hard to be the best person I could (which alot of the better half of the people were doing, meaning they weren't all that bad) and get into heaven, but I had barely finished exploring the area I was in, finding out what passtimes were available and whatnot, when I awoke.

Coolest dream I've had in a long time.

[Zhs2]

Do they run Microsoft Windows down there? :icon_wink:

I'd post a dream, but I'm too busy turning the last memorable one I'd had into a short story, and I'm too busy working on Inheritance to finish it...!  :smileyspam:

[personitis]

Last night I had a dream that I died. I died in a car crash, and was welcomed to hell. The area was cavern like but not dark, there was a sort of reception desk that told me I had to live in hell until my score (which I figured was like a karma sort of thing) gained four thousand points, and this is different for everyone. Hell wasn't all that bad, it was less comfortable than Earth, being all underground and all, and the people there were all of negative karma, but it wasn't so bad, and I knew some people there, including my cat who had followed me to the other side, somehow realising I'd died.

I was certain I wasn't dreaming, I did all sorts of checks including counting my fingers and making sure there were ten, and I concluded that it was real, and I was sort of happy about that. The reason for this was that I now knew my worst fear, hell, wasn't so bad, and it wasn't eternal (as long as I worked for my points). Not only that, but I now had a big chunk of knowledge that my living self never did, and I was now told what really was good and evil, rather than abiding questionable human laws.

Having failed in life, I decided that in hell I would work hard to be the best person I could (which alot of the better half of the people were doing, meaning they weren't all that bad) and get into heaven, but I had barely finished exploring the area I was in, finding out what passtimes were available and whatnot, when I awoke.

Coolest dream I've had in a long time.

That's an interesting insight into the otherworld...

[Fizzer]

I thought so too, and it seems to make more sense than a lot of common beliefs :S

[Digital_Mantra]

Continent started splitting around the Rockies up to the Arctic. I saw a huge ice cap split, there was a large stone tablet over millions of years old containing dead things under it. Dinosaurs, different forms of humans. Evolved humans along with neanderthals, stuff that shattered the evolution theory.

I wanted them preserved as they were and revived but then someone built a burger king on top of these ancient divine looking bodies. one was a nude nymph-like woman with goat horns, she was some kind of demoness or holy being back when dinosaurs roamed. I was pissed off I had to stand on her to order food.

Then the world was reshaped flat by keanu reeves cause he liked it better that way. There was only a small ocean you could swim across and 2 continents, very small world, a long rectangle. paris hilton was trying to make a map for it and I called her an idiot. This was the end of the world because the world could not function on this template.

So everyone threw a massive party. There was a shallow water area at the end of this world map, with nice statues and palm trees, very nice design.

[Zhs2]

TOPIQUA BOMP!

Apparently, I was at some sort of auditorium with a friend of mine (who happened to move to Texas irl very many years ago) where there was some sort of exhibition going on. We were moving along the booths, not really looking for anything in particular when the stage with the police chief on it happened to catch our attention. He was going on and on about how some boy would be caught today for some particular crime (the chief himself wasn't very clear on the details, although he did happen to say that any individual falling through the roof and onto the stand next to him had to be guilty of SOMETHING or other.) I felt a brief shudder at his words, but I happened to shove it aside instead say to my friend, "Hey, let's go up to the top of the building. Maybe we can find something better to do up there."

The stairs themselves were outside the building and were constructed very strangely-like, almost as if they reaching the heavens but they were only twelve flights tall. So we started heading up them, when I hear a familiar voice behind me say, "Hey! Where are you going?"* I turned around to see my best friend standing there, holding a silver-polished revolver and twirling about in a fashion I thought I'd never see her do. "We're going upstairs," I said, nodding to the other friend beside me. "How about we make a game of it?" The gun-wielding one queried. The two of us above her on the steps agreed, and the next thing we knew we were being chased up twelve flights of stairs while the girl below us was firing the revolver as if it had infinite bullets. Meanwhile *dramatic camera shift* the police chief was getting to the part in the story where the boy falls through the ceiling and into the auditorium as a result of a girl below them firing a revolver wildly as if it had infinite bullets. I fell through the ceiling and was arrested instantly. That's where it ended.

* Not the exact phrase she used. I forget what she said.

[personitis]

Oh the irony in that one Zhs2. That's seriously funny, not just "lol"

[zephyrtronium]

[spoiler][/spoiler]

I was dreaming that I was searching for a girl named Marcia. I was part of a group of four people looking for her, along with another boy who was perhaps fourteen and two girls no older than twelve. For some reason, I feel like I was younger than I am, enough for these others to have been my peers, though I was still the eldest in the party

The building we were in had at least four floors with each ascending level becoming significantly more dangerous to the point where I was reluctant to even go near the stairwell leading to the second level. The internal appearance of the building vaguely resembled a somewhat old school, though without any lockers in the halls: the white-speckled-black tiled floor was somewhat lackluster and made little sound as we walked; the off-white walls surrounding us were blank; the large double doors were of a dreary eggshell color. Each room contained its own myriad of perils. One particular room, however, was especially dangerous, and as the girls proceeded to search elsewhere for Marcia, the other boy and I delved into this : a vast stone vault with a single ramp dropping sharply down to a lava-covered floor spotted sparsely with treacherous stepping stones.

At some time exploring this room, I was separated from my friend, and it was at this point that my dream suddenly began to resort to DOOM graphics. I turned a corner, still following this hazardous highway, and saw two switches, one with the red key card sitting temptingly just in front. Being as paranoid as I am, I immediately suspected the switch next to the key to be a trap, so I quickly ran to the other switch and pressed it. At first, nothing seemed to happen, but then I noticed with horror that the lava was rising and realized that I would never make it back to safety, that I would die in that fiery pit, and, perhaps most agonizingly of all, that I would not be able to rescue Marcia. So, terrified, I watched the molten rock surge and devour my body. When I died, my view suddenly shifted back to reveal my flaming coffin, and an appropriate obituary message appeared in the upper left-hand corner, with another a few seconds later for my friend.

Respawning near the entrance of the building - which had regained its usual appearance - I turned to the first door on the left and collected my brown fire lizard (if anyone here has read the Dragonriders of Pern series by Anne McCaffrey, you'll know what I'm talking about; they're basically tiny, arm-length dragons with some weak psychic powers, including empathy and teleportation). Once I had done so, my view within the dream shifted to part of the main staircase, in front of the door leading into whatever terrors might lurk on the third floor. A thick, dark railing contrasted very well with the bright floor tiles, the same as those in the halls. On this landing, a boy, no older than eleven, with unkempt, dark brown hair and a poorly washed face, stood over a cowering Marcia, wearing the wicked, scornful sneer of a playground bully who had just overpowered a weaker child. Just as he prepared to kick her - again, based upon the fearful expression that quickly crossed her face - another ruffian, older than the first, opened the door behind him, startling the bully. He flashed a sheepish smile, as if he had been instructed not to hurt their captive and knew that he was about to be scolded.

The two boys began to discuss something when suddenly a third and somewhat worried conspirator entered from the stairs. He explained that he was being chased by a very dangerous someone, and then, being the smallest of the three, ran behind the others, picking the now fainted Marcia up off the ground as he went and holding her tightly. The three anxiously awaited the arrival of their assailant, whose enraged stomping was now echoing up the stairs.

Suddenly, at the bottom of the final row of stairs leading to the petrified boys, their attacker came into view - myself. I fiercely charged up the stairs, with a nice third-person view of the action as I dove for Marcia, my only thoughts of protecting her from these horrible people who would harm an innocent girl. The boy whom I had seen hurt Marcia stepped in front of me, prepared to hold me off at any cost, but I simply pushed him aside, tumbling into the wall. The second succumbed to a ferocious blow to the head and dropped straight down, unconscious. However, when I saw the terror of the youngest boy, I nearly lost my will to fight - he was obviously unable to use any force against me, and his knowledge of his situation was written all over his face. I slowly crossed the small distance to him, where he stood in the corner holding Marcia, took the girl in my arms, and left the boy standing where he was.

As I walked back down to my friends, I heard that child cry.

[Smiley]

I had a strange dream a few days ago.

I had Samus's powersuit with all it's abilities from all Metroid games except Prime Hunters. I got a mission from my friend: destroy the school he goes to (i go to the same school too, so of course i accepted it :grin:). So i started running to the school which was ~27 kilometres away from where i started the mission. After a nice run of 100 metres, the Speedbooster activated. It took me 20 seconds to get to the school. I charged a Shinespark and shinesparked through the school. It was completely destroyed. :yay:
But because SS can't be stopped unless it hits something solid, i ended up in Proxima Centauri. (That's the star closest to our great Sun) I woke up when the energy reached 01 in that intense heat. ( :mad: A combination of all Samus's suits couldn't hande that heat)
Maybe i should play a little bit less Metroid?

Last night i had another strange dream.

I was some kind of a blob and i ate all living things that came to my way. Then i, somehow, ended up in a cold place (possibly Siberia) and froze. I woke up and realized that the window is open. (It was -10 Celcius degrees outside)

[Zhs2]

I had the strangest dream ever last night, so bear with me.

It started out where I was in a game like Bloods was showing me last night (he was playing FFVII Crisis Core.) I didn't see much of the battle engine, but what I do clearly remember is that it played very similarly with the exception of the fact that the battle system incorporated 4 people all taking on battles at once, and you had a party of 18 members to choose from to suit each of the members in your team. When you paused, the game had about 16 different status screens outlining everything you have, did, achieved, etc. and you could press the Select button to switch up most status windows to see even more things in the game, like character bios and other hidden information.

Dream jump... I was playing a board game with Adolf Hitler, the name of said board game I can only remember as being "82." It was my turn next, and I made a move with which I had seemingly won, as Hitler started yelling and cursing at me in German as well as picking up the board game itself and throwing it at my face. I just sat there and stared at him blankly, wondering what it was that I had done wrong, much less what Hitler was actually saying. Just then, the alarm went off, and everyone had to escape the base due to a system malfunction that could potentially be fatal. Everyone else had run to the teleport pads first, and barely any of them could be arsed to work in the first place. I'd stepped into one with a bunch of other people, and we were all waiting for it to take us out of here. One of the other passengers warned, "Whatever you do, don't drop anything." I looked down at the sound of a clank! and realized in horror that it was a piece from the board game that had fallen off of my being. As soon as this happened, the teleport pad failed, and the man standing in the middle had his feet telefragged by six rats that had warped into the base. People were running and screaming from this pad, and yet I followed the rats calmly as they moved in sync towards a single room in the base, opening the door for them as they ran to it. I walked inside with them, questioning why they'd come in here in the first place. As soon as they got inside, they began to scatter, running multiple paths up and down the rows and columns of desks in this room... it was a classroom, for strange's sake. Curious, I went to go open the door in the corner when a cat (said cat was about the size of a kitten, and yet I knew it was a fullgrown cat) popped out of the room, eager to hunt and eat the rats that had just plagued his domain. I watched out of morbid curiousity as the cat jumped on each of its prey and tore them apart, eating them bit by bit. Suddenly, I had realized that the rats weren't just rats, but were puppies of the Rat Terrier breed; I watched in horror as the cat ate 3 of them, then ripped a strip of flesh off of the fourth as it attempted to catch and eat the now shrieking quadruped. I stood there in shock while it had its meal; it grew seemingly bored after a while, and had retired to a cage in the middle of the classroom where two bigger cats were trapped inside, unable to get out like the sleek little being that had easily slipped between the bars. I just stared into the big eyes of the closer cat, and said simply, "No way you're getting out of there."

Minor dream shift... the camera was focused on this upright girl, who was holding another girl up into the air at arms' length with her bare hand. Another girl, standing a little ways off, said to her, "Why choose this body? She's not anything of royalty or such. She's just a common mopgirl, she won't be of any use."
The threatening girl spoke next, saying, "It doesn't matter... she's beautiful, her body is mine." The girl standing a ways off just shrugged, saying, "Suit yourself..." before taking her leave. As if on cue, the girl holding the other in the air threw a punch at her victim, shattering her face into several pieces of skin and bone fragment and causing an ungodly scream to ring through the air. The girl with the shattered face was dropped, landing softly and lifelessly upon the ground. The first girl began to melt, her skin and bones receding until she was nary but a beheaded skeleton with an odd black shadow stepping out of the middle. The body of the shattered girl was also melting, receding, changing into a skeleton as the skin and organs sort of backed off and allowed the shadow to take their place. Once the shadow stepped inside, the body reformed, and the mopgirl stood up once more, marveling at the exciting feeling of possessing a new body every now and then. Silently, she walked away from the pile of bones she left on the floor...

Then I woke up.

[Digital_Mantra]

a vegetable garden, me and shawn work there. theres a part of the soil thats dangerous to go by? jack black was trying to sell condoms in a medievil voice. i had to take a shit but there was no bathroom. i tried to go off the side of the garden next to the other garden, but a girl was approaching, i fended off some of my uber lush talk skills (which i had in the dream) to let shawn give her a try. shawn said something really offensive, and then she said something like "i wouldnt date you, not because you said that, but because you're not up to standard" so then shawn defended himself with such supreme speaking skills that she agreed to a date with him. then there were gangsters and i was one of them, there was a murder and i was in the gang now, but something fumbled up and everyone was trying to kill me, but not forwardly, behind my back. so there were assasins and people with guns and blowdarts and swords that i had to fight off all suspensefully. then i went into one of their cars (go karts) and i was in this forest road path and running away from police and gangsters. i was driving so well. after a bit, i became a mother, and i was trying to reach my baby. i got out of the go kart and ran past police to a maternity ward where i found my baby and hugged it. then my dream shifted and i owned a goat and i was in this mall selling it as live meat at a hindu goat convention, and i was depressed about it.

[Hiroshi Mishima]

Man, I see a lot of people have weirdly random and sometimes cool dreams in here. I can't say I've experienced what could be called a "nightmare" for a very long time, but I should remember this place, as I have plenty of weird dreams from time to time...

Makes me wish I knew where some of my dream journals went, I'd recount a couple...

[Digital_Mantra]

Was in a house, there were lots of people in it. 2 floors. We were all on the top floor. Some people got burned to death, we were trying to sort out ashes to get DNA to make them again.

Then 3 criminals came and took all the people hostage in the downstairs suite.
The only 2 left above were me and my dad. I'd go down sometimes to hear their demands and then go back upstairs.
I got angry, murderous. And came up with a plan. Each time one of them would come up, I would murder them.

The first one came up, and I killed him (with something, I think a hammer then a throat slash).

The second came up and it was an asian woman, I had this long blade and I started to stab and cut her.
I cut all the way up and down her arms and legs and throat and face. She was still alive so I continuously slashed her throat
open more and more until there was loads of blood spurting out. This disturbed me as I did it, as it felt very real.
The blade going up and down her body, all these clean deep cuts. I threw her body on the other body. 2 down. 1 to go.

From here, It sorta went movie dream style where I could see this scene of the last guy talking to an assassin (some guy that looked like jet li).
So I waited for this one. I had a very large machete. So did he. He busted through the front entrance and as our blades met,
I grabbed his and started slashing him until he fell down. Then I took a mallet and repeated smashed his face in until all sorts of disgusting gore matter was coming out.
He was smiling, and told me this was retribution. I left him outside on the front lawn.

I went upstairs and grabbed the other 2s guns and headed down, shooting the main guy with a slew of bullets until he was dead.
Everyone thanked me and my dream shifted.

[Parabox]

This post is going to be a bit off-topic.
Avid gamers have less bad dreams. If they do, they can change them into good dreams because they are used to having control over strange situations. They have more lucid dreams than others as well.
Avid gamers get Alzheimer's less than normal people, because they are used to memorizing patters etc.
Gamers who play online shooters against strangers gain self confidence if they win, and also make more testostorone (if male(?)).

Therefore I don't get frightening dreams as often. I mostly get lucid dreams too. Can't remember a whole lot of them, though.

This informessage has been brought to you by:
DekuKnight, signing off.

[xKonvicted]

So simply put, i had a dream last nite i was the guy from the monopoly box, top hat and everything, and grew to a giant size and started to terrorize my way through NY city. Good times

[MetroidMst]

So last night turned into Mario Kart meets Western meets real people I know driving the karts with physics included. After a bunch of awesome racing and lava filled races suddenly I became aware of a time bomb in a house I used to live in, which just happened to be next to the raceway. On my way to shut the bomb off three girls I knew showed up and shot me in the leg. Then as I enter the house limping my older Bro is going about his normal business and just being in my way of shutting the bomb off. I reach the bomb just as the timer hits zero and the blasting noise of my alram starts going off.

[Zhs2]

Bump: I had this dream a while ago, but I'm sharing it with the world now.

http://www.d-linc.co.uk/~zhs2/aquadragon.html