your wierdest dream
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Well this one where I was riding a tarp down a mudslide maneuvering between houses while racing all the characters from Mariokart was pretty weird.
But since it doesn't have to be video game related in this thread (was gonna post in the video game dream thread but I can't find it anymore), I got two that are tied for weirdest.
First there was this one where I was in a mall eating at a McDonald's, at least I think it was, all I know is it had the same kind of fast food setup and a playplace, only other place I can think of like that is Burger King, but their food makes me sick, not like I think it's horrible makes me sick but more like I actually feel sick afterwards. But I digress, shortly I am attacked by xenomorphs from the "Aliens" series, except they are all brightly colored instead of jet black. I hide under my table and find that Siqourney Weaver is already there, and she tells me that we would be safer in the ball-pit, since there is only one entrance and we can bottleneck them there. She seems unconcerned about the fact that neither of us have a weapon, but apparently xenomorphs dissolve like slugs when you sprinkle salt on them, so we grab some salt-shakers and head for the ball pit, where her logic of only one entrance quickly falls apart because the xenomorphs tear through the safety-net walls and come in but we have enough salt to take them, so we are okay. The dream ends here, at which I am relieved, because personally I think Vasquez from "Aliens" is hotter, so I guess Weaver was only there to tell me that xenomorphs are vulnerable to salt and for no other reason.
Anyway the other dream involves those charred corpse things from Half-Life 2, the ones that look like the limbs are burnt matchsticks. In this dream there are a bunch of those without a head so they look like a boxy-thing with matchstick limbs, and there is a bomb attached to their torso. They are attempting to run up and wrap their limbs around me and detonate, basically I spend the whole dream evading these death-huggers and wondering why no one else seems to be surprised at their existence, like there must've been a whole scene in my dream where they were explained but apparently I slept through it or something.
But since it doesn't have to be video game related in this thread (was gonna post in the video game dream thread but I can't find it anymore), I got two that are tied for weirdest.
First there was this one where I was in a mall eating at a McDonald's, at least I think it was, all I know is it had the same kind of fast food setup and a playplace, only other place I can think of like that is Burger King, but their food makes me sick, not like I think it's horrible makes me sick but more like I actually feel sick afterwards. But I digress, shortly I am attacked by xenomorphs from the "Aliens" series, except they are all brightly colored instead of jet black. I hide under my table and find that Siqourney Weaver is already there, and she tells me that we would be safer in the ball-pit, since there is only one entrance and we can bottleneck them there. She seems unconcerned about the fact that neither of us have a weapon, but apparently xenomorphs dissolve like slugs when you sprinkle salt on them, so we grab some salt-shakers and head for the ball pit, where her logic of only one entrance quickly falls apart because the xenomorphs tear through the safety-net walls and come in but we have enough salt to take them, so we are okay. The dream ends here, at which I am relieved, because personally I think Vasquez from "Aliens" is hotter, so I guess Weaver was only there to tell me that xenomorphs are vulnerable to salt and for no other reason.
Anyway the other dream involves those charred corpse things from Half-Life 2, the ones that look like the limbs are burnt matchsticks. In this dream there are a bunch of those without a head so they look like a boxy-thing with matchstick limbs, and there is a bomb attached to their torso. They are attempting to run up and wrap their limbs around me and detonate, basically I spend the whole dream evading these death-huggers and wondering why no one else seems to be surprised at their existence, like there must've been a whole scene in my dream where they were explained but apparently I slept through it or something.
I was Goku from Dragon Ball Z and was minding my own business watching tv when someone stuck me in a box with a wee window on it so i could see my family as i tried to scream and get out. Then I suffocate, and i see myself(goku) laying there for a bit...
That was horrible
There was another that i can't remember much of, but Madeline McCann was trying to kill me and no-one could help because they couldn't find her.
I felt kinda wrong after that
That was horrible
There was another that i can't remember much of, but Madeline McCann was trying to kill me and no-one could help because they couldn't find her.
I felt kinda wrong after that
I had a really weird dream last night -
I was in this really nice new SUV with my sister, her boyfriend, my cousin, and a couple other people that I can't remember the identities of. We were driving along this road on the coast, beautiful scenery. We stopped and pulled up behind this other car on the side of the road. There were some other people in it, I can't remember who, but apparently we knew them.
I'm standing beside the two cars, and we decide that we're gonna get going again. The other car takes off, so it's just me and the SUV, so I get in and I'm going to drive it, but then my cousin just suddenly appears (I thought she was in the other car) and says she's going to drive. As we're driving along, she starts talking about her middle name, which in the dream is something really weird, like Condetelian or something like that. She's talking about what it means, and as I'm listening I watch the scenery -
We go over this big hill and actually get air off of it, and it looks like we're going to fall in water, but the road actually continues with just very thin strips of land on either side. There are all kinds of islands all around us all covered with trees, and in the water swimming around are what appear to be skeletons, but they're actually people with these weird frame things around them that look like skeletons. There was even one that was like 50 ft tall walking around, it was reall cool. The weirdest thing is that I had a sense of deja vu, as if I've seen this all before.
We keep driving until we get to one of the islands. We end up in this little town, it's like a little touristy coastal town. I just kinda wander off away from everybody else and end up in this apartment building, but all the apartments are just open and interconnected to each other, so it's like a big maze and I get lost. All the apartments are decorated really eclectically in a bright, bohemian fashion. The people in them are never alarmed that I, a complete stranger, have wandered into their home, all they ask is that I not wake up their kids.
I eventually wander into this kind of lounge area with all kinds of tables and chairs all surrounded by giant fish tanks. There's some kind of meeting going on between these sort of mobster-looking guys in suits smoking cigars and drinking scotch. They don't realize I'm there, so I just sort of eavesdrop for a bit. I don't remember much but one of them mentions that he's worried about eavesdroppers, but another one says not to worry, there's a trap by the door. I think "oh shit", I look around and up above me there's a tank full of sharks. The sharks are looking at me in an expectant way, as if they know about the trap and are waiting for me to set it off. I guess if the trap is sprung, the sharks drop down on the intruder (I know, it doesn't really make sense, but it is a dream). I somehow have avoided setting it off, so I get out of there without pushing my luck.
I end up in an alley where an old gent is showing me and this kid how to make pea soup. Then I woke up.
Sorry it was so long, my dreams aren't usually so epic in length.
I was in this really nice new SUV with my sister, her boyfriend, my cousin, and a couple other people that I can't remember the identities of. We were driving along this road on the coast, beautiful scenery. We stopped and pulled up behind this other car on the side of the road. There were some other people in it, I can't remember who, but apparently we knew them.
I'm standing beside the two cars, and we decide that we're gonna get going again. The other car takes off, so it's just me and the SUV, so I get in and I'm going to drive it, but then my cousin just suddenly appears (I thought she was in the other car) and says she's going to drive. As we're driving along, she starts talking about her middle name, which in the dream is something really weird, like Condetelian or something like that. She's talking about what it means, and as I'm listening I watch the scenery -
We go over this big hill and actually get air off of it, and it looks like we're going to fall in water, but the road actually continues with just very thin strips of land on either side. There are all kinds of islands all around us all covered with trees, and in the water swimming around are what appear to be skeletons, but they're actually people with these weird frame things around them that look like skeletons. There was even one that was like 50 ft tall walking around, it was reall cool. The weirdest thing is that I had a sense of deja vu, as if I've seen this all before.
We keep driving until we get to one of the islands. We end up in this little town, it's like a little touristy coastal town. I just kinda wander off away from everybody else and end up in this apartment building, but all the apartments are just open and interconnected to each other, so it's like a big maze and I get lost. All the apartments are decorated really eclectically in a bright, bohemian fashion. The people in them are never alarmed that I, a complete stranger, have wandered into their home, all they ask is that I not wake up their kids.
I eventually wander into this kind of lounge area with all kinds of tables and chairs all surrounded by giant fish tanks. There's some kind of meeting going on between these sort of mobster-looking guys in suits smoking cigars and drinking scotch. They don't realize I'm there, so I just sort of eavesdrop for a bit. I don't remember much but one of them mentions that he's worried about eavesdroppers, but another one says not to worry, there's a trap by the door. I think "oh shit", I look around and up above me there's a tank full of sharks. The sharks are looking at me in an expectant way, as if they know about the trap and are waiting for me to set it off. I guess if the trap is sprung, the sharks drop down on the intruder (I know, it doesn't really make sense, but it is a dream). I somehow have avoided setting it off, so I get out of there without pushing my luck.
I end up in an alley where an old gent is showing me and this kid how to make pea soup. Then I woke up.
Sorry it was so long, my dreams aren't usually so epic in length.
Me and some friends became ninjas and fought the oppresive teachers of my primary school, who were also ninjas. The deputy principal, who was a jerk, mind you, wore armour like the first boss of Shinobi, for the Mega Drive. Weird, but pretty cool dream. Weirdest nightmare, the Loch Ness monster, which resembles a plesiosaurus, comes waddling down my hallway. Please note, I live in Australia.
I can't remember all of it, but Hilary Clinton was working at a fast food place with the yellow hats and uniforms taking my order. When I remember that she was a politician in the dream, she seemed to knew what I was thinking and said I think "I know," while punching in my order into the cash register with great contempt.
Not to offend anyone, just an odd dream.
Not to offend anyone, just an odd dream.
I had a dream where I was doing what a voice was telling me. I thought he was my friend but I alter realised that I didn't know what he looked like, I think he was a disembodied voice. He kept telling me to take pills and acid and stuff. Everything was great and fun, I have a euphoric feeling. Eventually I took a bit too much and was very panicked as I realised that I was ODing. I think I died, i was definitely on my way. That left me feeling really weird for a few days.
My memory is a bit fuzzy about this dream now, but I can remember bits and pieces..
Something along the lines of having a gun that shot giant green blobs a la BioRifle, then the blobs would turn into giant cartoon characters like Peter Griffin, Homer Simpson, etc.
Everyone (myself and the characters) was floating around in this shopping center. I can remember cutting to me fighting some huge dark man with a purple sword, very KingdomHearts-esque.
Then we were back in the shopping center, where everyone was drinking heaps of soft drink, then we all exploded, along with the universe.
..
Apparently, I even woke up with a confused look on my face, according to my partner. o.o
Something along the lines of having a gun that shot giant green blobs a la BioRifle, then the blobs would turn into giant cartoon characters like Peter Griffin, Homer Simpson, etc.
Everyone (myself and the characters) was floating around in this shopping center. I can remember cutting to me fighting some huge dark man with a purple sword, very KingdomHearts-esque.
Then we were back in the shopping center, where everyone was drinking heaps of soft drink, then we all exploded, along with the universe.
..
Apparently, I even woke up with a confused look on my face, according to my partner. o.o
I have had this dream 7 times... maybe it means something:
I am driving one of the Fisher Price toy red and yellow cars, and I am crashing into Pac-Man Ghosts repeatedly, until one knocks me off a cliff. After that, I warp back to myself, put down my 360 controller, and walk outside, where a bird promptly takes a dump on my face. Then I wake up.
Yes... I have talked to a therapist about this... lol jk.
I am driving one of the Fisher Price toy red and yellow cars, and I am crashing into Pac-Man Ghosts repeatedly, until one knocks me off a cliff. After that, I warp back to myself, put down my 360 controller, and walk outside, where a bird promptly takes a dump on my face. Then I wake up.
Yes... I have talked to a therapist about this... lol jk.
I'm standing in our garage, not doing anything, and I suddenly remember that I had another dream that started with me in this exact spot. I realize that this is another dream, and I immediately fell myself waking up. It's hard to explain, it's kind of like my body was spinning and my visionn was starting to fade. Anyway, I clenched my fists and concentrated on staying in the dream. After a few seconds the spinning feeling stopped and I could see again.
I decided to see what trouble I could stir up, and walked out into the backyard. I saw my dad standing in the garden with a hose, and he called me over. I can't remember why, but I didn't want to, and I said no. Since I was in a dream, I tried to see if I could fly away, but I just jumped and landed back on the ground. My dad dropped the hose and started chasing me, and I ran around to the front of the house. As I'm making my way to the street, an army vehicle comes out of the previously empty garage, with one man driving and another standing up, wielding a machine gun of some kind. He yells at me and starts firing. I hold up my hand and stop the bullets in midair, Matrix-style, and he just sort of looks at me. I turn around and tear off down the street.
The dream gets hazy after this, but I remember heading to the school at some point. I found out that all the other students were gone, and the teachers were aiding in a big search across the town looking for me. After finding this out, I tried to run through one of the doors into an empty classroom, and just slammed into it. (Apparently I suck at lucid dreaming) Anyway, I eventually snuck into my English classroom, and one of my friends at the time was sitting there alone. We talked for a bit, I remember telling him we were in a dream and he told me that he knew. After a while this alarm starts going off everywhere, and my friend grabs me by the shoulder and tells me that they're coming, and I have to go now. Everything goes white, I feel that spinning sensation again, and I suddenly wake up.
It's not the weirdest dream I've ever had, but for some reason it sticks out in my mind the most.
I decided to see what trouble I could stir up, and walked out into the backyard. I saw my dad standing in the garden with a hose, and he called me over. I can't remember why, but I didn't want to, and I said no. Since I was in a dream, I tried to see if I could fly away, but I just jumped and landed back on the ground. My dad dropped the hose and started chasing me, and I ran around to the front of the house. As I'm making my way to the street, an army vehicle comes out of the previously empty garage, with one man driving and another standing up, wielding a machine gun of some kind. He yells at me and starts firing. I hold up my hand and stop the bullets in midair, Matrix-style, and he just sort of looks at me. I turn around and tear off down the street.
The dream gets hazy after this, but I remember heading to the school at some point. I found out that all the other students were gone, and the teachers were aiding in a big search across the town looking for me. After finding this out, I tried to run through one of the doors into an empty classroom, and just slammed into it. (Apparently I suck at lucid dreaming) Anyway, I eventually snuck into my English classroom, and one of my friends at the time was sitting there alone. We talked for a bit, I remember telling him we were in a dream and he told me that he knew. After a while this alarm starts going off everywhere, and my friend grabs me by the shoulder and tells me that they're coming, and I have to go now. Everything goes white, I feel that spinning sensation again, and I suddenly wake up.
It's not the weirdest dream I've ever had, but for some reason it sticks out in my mind the most.
Pretty much all of my dreams are fucked up, but one I distinctly remember:
My friend got his name legally changed to Al Gore. He then proceeded to build a robot assassin that looks just like himself to kill the real Al Gore. I also remember him driving in a vehicle that looked just like the batmobile. I remember seeing the robot from the steering wheel's point of view. It looked just like a cartoon. The robot said something like "I am... AL GORE! I'm going to terminate.... AL GORE!!" Then suddenly I was on a table that had a plate of cookies on it, and I was surrounded by obese people who were taking a nap, and then I woke up.
Another one I had recently, after listening to Fredrik Thordendal's Special Defects. Look them up on Myspace music, that's the only place I can think of to listen to it without buying the actual album. Anyway, here's a segment of my dream:
We were at the beach. I decided that I wanted to get a tan or something, and so I went over with my sister to lay down. For some reason, I preferred floating in the water over relaxing in a chair. I asked my sister if it was safe to go in the water. She walked in and I was like, Ok. Then my parents' car suddenly drove out of the water and onto the beach. They told me it was time to leave, but I said something like "Naw thanks, I'm busy killing the zerg expansion base." With that, I picked up a pistol from Halo 1 and a few frag grenades. I walked into a cave or something, and there was a very small zerg hive in the middle and it was being guarded by three things that looked suspiciously like combat-form floods from halo. One of them said "Get the fuck out of here!" and ran toward me, so I threw my grenades and shot it in the head and it disappeared. I ran out of ammo for my pistol, and snuck up to the other two floods that seem to have ignored me. I tried to punch one in the back, but it seemed like a very great effort to even move my arm, and the resulting attack was naught but a gentle nudge. They turned around and I ran back to the entrance to grab a cane shaped stick I put there earlier, and turned back towards the floods. One of them turned into an Asian looking man wielding a wooden oar and the other was gone altogether. I whacked his head with the cane, and it sort of wobbled around like a bobble head. He sort of tapped my side with his oar , and then I woke up to my friend who was kicking me to wake me up to play rock band!
My friend got his name legally changed to Al Gore. He then proceeded to build a robot assassin that looks just like himself to kill the real Al Gore. I also remember him driving in a vehicle that looked just like the batmobile. I remember seeing the robot from the steering wheel's point of view. It looked just like a cartoon. The robot said something like "I am... AL GORE! I'm going to terminate.... AL GORE!!" Then suddenly I was on a table that had a plate of cookies on it, and I was surrounded by obese people who were taking a nap, and then I woke up.
Another one I had recently, after listening to Fredrik Thordendal's Special Defects. Look them up on Myspace music, that's the only place I can think of to listen to it without buying the actual album. Anyway, here's a segment of my dream:
We were at the beach. I decided that I wanted to get a tan or something, and so I went over with my sister to lay down. For some reason, I preferred floating in the water over relaxing in a chair. I asked my sister if it was safe to go in the water. She walked in and I was like, Ok. Then my parents' car suddenly drove out of the water and onto the beach. They told me it was time to leave, but I said something like "Naw thanks, I'm busy killing the zerg expansion base." With that, I picked up a pistol from Halo 1 and a few frag grenades. I walked into a cave or something, and there was a very small zerg hive in the middle and it was being guarded by three things that looked suspiciously like combat-form floods from halo. One of them said "Get the fuck out of here!" and ran toward me, so I threw my grenades and shot it in the head and it disappeared. I ran out of ammo for my pistol, and snuck up to the other two floods that seem to have ignored me. I tried to punch one in the back, but it seemed like a very great effort to even move my arm, and the resulting attack was naught but a gentle nudge. They turned around and I ran back to the entrance to grab a cane shaped stick I put there earlier, and turned back towards the floods. One of them turned into an Asian looking man wielding a wooden oar and the other was gone altogether. I whacked his head with the cane, and it sort of wobbled around like a bobble head. He sort of tapped my side with his oar , and then I woke up to my friend who was kicking me to wake me up to play rock band!