Weird dreams

Post here when you have a weird one or you remember a weird one. I guess dreams in general go here...But yeah.

Hope this thread isn't already made..

i had a really strange dream... lm, saba and ama were in it... i can't really remember the whole thing... actually thats all i remember but it was strange

I ahve strange dreams, once there was one that the entire world was flooded by tomato juice, but teh entire world was actually just a old wooden town



another one a black hole came and started sucking the earth and suddenly it turned into a dog and I sprayed water on it and then the earth came back to normal

I have alot of dreams about wotn xDDD

And I had a dream about Predator destroying my foot.

I have never had a WOTN dream...

T__T

I've had so many.

How does that work?

Umm...I don't know? O_o

xDD Example: I once had one when me, you, Bano, Shu, Ki Ki, Charmy and I think it was Gless were in this abandoned house...

And Bano heard a noise or something and he pointed upwards and a body fell out.

Or something like that They're weird...ones.

I've had a dream of Keya, Q, and Danny in it. i dont remember much, but i do remember waking up out of shock.

I get weird dreams... like Orochimaru parading through the school parking lot... evil robot clowns... oh, yeah, and me dying. That was the weirdest.

Ooh! Lemme retell the tail :3

Okay, my school was set on fire. So I ran out and had a dramatic moment with my momma where she had to leave to keep me safe from an evil organization. So I got, mad, then sad, then ooh la la, a pocket knife! So I ran up to the HQ of the organization and started massacring the agents and they tried firing at me, but guess what, bitch? It's mah dream! So I snapped their necks and stole their gun. Then I ran into the lobby and started gunning down anything that moved.

That's all I remember

lmao your mother was evil? lols
Violent dream :P

quater wrote:Post here when you have a weird one or you remember a weird one. I guess dreams in general go here...But yeah.

Hope this thread isn't already made..

o___O Whoah,
I was thinking about making a thread like this with the same title.

Great Idea! :D

Oh, one time I remember that the police caught me for unknown reasons, and I was sitting in a weird cell kind of thing. They kept killing me, reincarnating me, and killing me again. Then my corpse ran off with a gun and I woke up. I was like "Oh, I'm not a running corpse -whew!-"

Laura-Chan wrote: lmao your mother was evil? lols
Violent dream :P

I had that when I was 7

Sasori Kung fu masta wrote:

quater wrote:Post here when you have a weird one or you remember a weird one. I guess dreams in general go here...But yeah.

Hope this thread isn't already made..

o___O Whoah,
I was thinking about making a thread like this with the same title.

Great Idea! :D

We've done that before ^_^

(The fact or crap thread)

there was also a dream of where i flooded my house with oil from my bike

quater wrote:

Sasori Kung fu masta wrote:

quater wrote:Post here when you have a weird one or you remember a weird one. I guess dreams in general go here...But yeah.

Hope this thread isn't already made..

o___O Whoah,
I was thinking about making a thread like this with the same title.

Great Idea! :D

We've done that before ^_^

(The fact or crap thread)

Makes me remember the old days back when we were 'net twins.

Sasori Kung fu masta wrote:

quater wrote:

Sasori Kung fu masta wrote:

quater wrote:Post here when you have a weird one or you remember a weird one. I guess dreams in general go here...But yeah.

Hope this thread isn't already made..

o___O Whoah,
I was thinking about making a thread like this with the same title.

Great Idea! :D

We've done that before ^_^

(The fact or crap thread)

Makes me remember the old days back when we were 'net twins.

Hm....Oh yeah!

Reposting this one, cause it's cool. Once again, pardon the lack of clarity- I was in the ninth grade when I recorded this dream.

It started out with my mom sitting me down on the couch and reading to me a story from the bible. Now, it wasn't actually my mom- I think I was sometime hundreds years in the past, but basically, she was like my mom. She told me about a queen named Alexandria who brought sunlight to her people at night by turning into an angel and combining several small moons (they were just a bit bigger than the stars in space). This formed a giant half crescent moon that illuminated all the earth. At this point, I asked my mother if this moon is the same we saw outside. She told me no, for it was only a manifestation of imperfection that we’d come to accept. The real moon, a phenomena called the Lunima ((?)), was knocked from the sky long ago by God when it was seen that the people became drunk in her light. But the Lunima would be reborn when a descendant of Alexandria gave her life up just as the queen had done to raise the great moon to the heavens once more. Such occurrence would symbolize the beginning of peace being restored once again to the entire universe.

Fast forward about a hundred years. The time is around the nineteen fifties. I am no longer a girl listening to her mother’s tales, but watching through the eyes of a woman, who claims to be a descendant of Queen Alexandria. She is trying to revive the Lunima and bring peace to a war-torn country.

What happened next I cannot really recall, but I remember lifting my eyes as the young woman, weak and shivering with a feeling of failure, and watching a moon shaped like a horizontal crescent appeared in the sky. It was brilliant and beautiful beyond belief. Within seconds, the edges of the moon began to blur, and in a matter of minutes, the gorgeous Lunima was nothing more than a smudge against the night sky. The woman was instantly turned to dust. But for some, it brought a symbol of hope.

At last, I had come to the year 2006. Once again, I was in the body of a woman. I think she had red hair. I remember also she had a son of around twelve years old. I (as the woman) was walking around in a mall when I saw a poster on the wall. The word ‘LUNIMA’ was written plainly across it, with a picture of a sundial in the center. Oddly enough, no one else could see the poster. In this life, I went to church frequently, just like in the previous two lives, so I knew a bit about the phenomenon. But unlike the others, in this life I had a scientific mind, so I didn’t really believe the story.

Suddenly, my surroundings begin to fade away. An old man, who I guessed was an angel, now stood before me ((He looked kind of like the old fat guy off Avatar)). He insisted that the legends were true, and that I was the last female descendant of Queen Alexandria, and so I was the only one who held the power to bring peace to the world. But there was a catch- during the time that it would take to raise the Lunima, time would go by at a celestial rate, and there was a major chance that not only would I end up in the distant future when my task was completed, but I would most likely die shortly after. I told him I would think about it.

The next day, I returned to the angel and said I would accept my destiny, but asked if I could at least watch one more hockey game of my son’s first. He said there was no time.

We began to dematerialize at that moment- it was the strangest feeling ever! The angel must have seen the tears in my eyes, for he stopped the process. He told me that if it meant so much to me, I could say goodbye to my son one last time. Immediately, he appeared before us in an open field. I guess the angel and I must have been pretty dematerialized at that stage, because he could not tell us apart until I stepped forward and wrapped what remained of my arms around him. At that moment, I knew I would never see him again. With that, everything became white.

The angel and I were in room with white walls, a white ceiling, a white floor, and no doors and windows whatsoever. A pump with two handles on each side, balanced like a teeter-totter, stood at the very center of the room. The previous and a pillar with what appeared to be the digital display screen of a clock imbedded in it at eye-level were all that occupied the area.

With practiced grace, the angel floated over to the pump and took up on of the handles and motioned for me to take the other. He explained that a sign would go up while we were working that would allow the people of earth to prepare. I didn’t understand what he meant at the time.

We took turns working the pump action on each side, going faster and faster until I began to loose sense of what was happening. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the digital screen. 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012…

To my horror, I realized that it was not the display of a clock at all, but the year we were in. In this awful place we were in, time went by at an alarming rate. 2030, 2031…

The angel warned me not to look at the screen, but it was too late. Mesmerizing images of what was occurring flashed in front of my eyes. I saw wars begin, disasters occur, loved ones grow old, leaders killing their people, my only child die an old man wondering what happened to his mother…all without me.

2348

I forced my eyes shut. I would loose myself.

Suddenly, the angel stopped working the pump action. He told me that we were through, and motioned for me to follow him. We walked straight through the walls of that white room, and into a place that was unlike any I had ever seen. The only way I can possibly describe it is as something from an extremist sci-fi movie. It was simply indescribable. A family of people dressed in robes came to great me. I’d noticed by then that the angel had disappeared. They told me that they had been waiting for a hundred years since the apocalypse, preparing for this day, when peace would reign once more. It turns out that these people were my great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandchildren and their children.

A woman led me to window. I felt my jaw hang slack, for there in the sky was a horizontal half-crescent that stretched for miles and miles, emitting a light purer than anything earthly eyes could ever see.

The Lunima had risen, and the era of peace had come.

That night, my body vanished, turning to dust as had the bodies of my predecessors...only this time, Queen Alexandria’s aspirations for a world free of conflict had not failed.

Oh wow, Thats a long post...^_^

I dont dream much..^_^

Banouin wrote:Oh wow, Thats a long post...^_^

I dont dream much..^_^

I tend to forget most of my dreams, but every now and then there's one I remember.

That would make an awesome novel :O

knssquad wrote:That would make an awesome novel :O

If it weren't so over the top then maybe

Aichu wrote:

knssquad wrote:That would make an awesome novel :O

If it weren't so over the top then maybe

:3 slow it down