I dream about scary shit so I hope my dreams never come true. Having the world covered in green acid really isn't that fun.
If your dreams would be real...
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Well on the one hand there would be brilliant A.I.'s, aliens and mythical creatures running around and I'd be having kinky sex with a robot lady that was part cortana and part edi and videogame characters would run around in real life doing cool things... On the other hand everything would be frozen over, tonnes of people would be murdered and a sick faceless abomination would pursue me through an endless labyrinth of ice and fire (somehow)...
So yeah it would be pretty fucking awesome...
So yeah it would be pretty fucking awesome...
Wow, you're actually one of those crazy people that really think their ideals do the world justice, when really they're the kind of horrible infractions on human life and rights that lead to world dictators.BOOM headshot65 said:
My dream world would be that people like this don't reach any level of political or legal power to impact the world in their warped ideologues. That, and I could control time.
*sigh* The only way we could do all of that is if everyone put their economy into total-war mode for 10 years time. Not exactly awesome doing a reccession. To top it off the only way the UN can accomplish anything is if we eliminated the right to veto and just had it be a straight up democracy. Everytime there 'is' a decision to go and take out Syrian Military dictatorship, US or Russia veto's it. US because of upcomming elections (Is my guess) and Russia because.. Well. They got stuff down there they dont want ruined? The resistance movements hates Russia's guts so if they get into power all the territory and crap they legally owndown there would be lost.BOOM headshot65 said:
But lets not go Religion and Politics all over this thread.
OT: Wish it was so, wish it was so. I rarely ever have nightmares anymore, when I dream its good.. Or just wierd. But mostly good.
As for day-dream things well.. Eh. I become the sole leader of a united world where there is no guns except for the US which I just remade as one giant militarybase and space-station buildplatform. Then we send a hundred self-replicating mapping probes into space and watch as the universe maps itself and then we start colonizing using hyperspace technology and everybody will love me but then I will die and everyone would be really sad.
While most of my dreams suck in a benign, day-to-day sort of way, there would eventually be one where I either get killed or go on a massive rampage of murder.
On the plus side, I'm often aware that I'm dreaming, so there's some possibility of Neo-like powers.
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Which I would then use to kill everything.
So, yeah. My dreams. Not a great place to be if you're squishy, organic and enjoy breathing.
On the plus side, I'm often aware that I'm dreaming, so there's some possibility of Neo-like powers.
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Which I would then use to kill everything.
So, yeah. My dreams. Not a great place to be if you're squishy, organic and enjoy breathing.
No thank you. Going through High School once is bad enough but again? Hell no! (I have recurring High School related dreams. )
My recent dreams have been zombie filled, both horribly wrong and some parts were heroic. But it always has me with my trusty sword. Not one of those cheap flea-market ones either, totally one peice of metal through.
I'm riding a steam train made of wine gums through Silent Hill when Asura challenges me to chocolate tiddlywinks.
I'm pretty sure I was dropped on my head as a child.
I'm pretty sure I was dropped on my head as a child.
If we're going by my dreams when I was a child, walls would talk and lions would appear out of nowhere to maul people.
If we're going by my recent dreams, then the world would stay almost exactly the same. Except people would randomly recite TV Tropes and Wikipedia articles.
If we're going by my recent dreams, then the world would stay almost exactly the same. Except people would randomly recite TV Tropes and Wikipedia articles.
Well if my dreams last night became real... all my fiends would have left the country for various reasons. It'd be rather lonely.
It'd be... a unique experience to the say the least.
For one, I (and I assume everyone else) would be constantly breaking the fourth wall (of reality).
Odd situations. Like a friend I haven't seen for a while, being the lead actress in a Russian language film, featuring lots of violence and sex. Myself, being a Wh40K space marine, working with Chuck & Co for the United States government, only in Scoobie-doo esque stories ("gee Sarah, it was old man Gadaffi in a mask all along!").
Going through WW2 US GI training with my mates.
Universes would melt in and out of each other (even semi-real universes would, so prepare for The Unit to meet captain Price and Soap, join up with Buffy and Doctor Who all in the Warhammer 40K universe)
I rarely dream, or at least if I do, it's pretty rare that I remember it. But if I do remember it - it remains very vivid, even years after I've had it.
For one, I (and I assume everyone else) would be constantly breaking the fourth wall (of reality).
Odd situations. Like a friend I haven't seen for a while, being the lead actress in a Russian language film, featuring lots of violence and sex. Myself, being a Wh40K space marine, working with Chuck & Co for the United States government, only in Scoobie-doo esque stories ("gee Sarah, it was old man Gadaffi in a mask all along!").
Going through WW2 US GI training with my mates.
Universes would melt in and out of each other (even semi-real universes would, so prepare for The Unit to meet captain Price and Soap, join up with Buffy and Doctor Who all in the Warhammer 40K universe)
I rarely dream, or at least if I do, it's pretty rare that I remember it. But if I do remember it - it remains very vivid, even years after I've had it.
A fifty foot tall woman would appear. I would get out my plasma rifle (which I only have 11 shots for) and crouch so I can get a sneak attack critical headshot (I'm apparently in a Fallout game). I hit her, but burn through all my ammo, and she's barely hurt. She then shrinks to regular size before entering the gift shop (I'm in a gift shop btw), buying a bunch of posters, making me carry them, and then disemboweling me. I then reload the universe and try to switch to a sniper rifle and I miss. She gets mad, then gift shop, posters, disembowelment. Next reload, I don't even shoot. The 50 foot woman goes to a pay phone, shrinks, comes to the gift shop on her own, we make eye contact from across the store, then posters, disembowelment. Next reload, I just run out the back door and keep running. I bump into the woman at normal size after a couple miles. She says " I remember you" then disembowelment. I hide in the bathroom, she's waiting outside the door, disembowelment.
This went on all night last night. So no, I really don't want my dreams to come true.
This went on all night last night. So no, I really don't want my dreams to come true.
Oh, god, no! My dreams are seriously messed up. The more normal ones involve being killed by a serial killer while babies' heads explode in the background and small children laugh at me. That would be rather awful.
As long as you're not dreaming about Charles being under your bed you'll be okRastien said:If my dreams were real i would be constantly emotionally tortured it's nice waking up and realising that shit isn't real.
Can't say that it doesn't effect me some days but given a few hours im at a point now where i can get my head straight