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I enjoy hearing about people's dreams. Mine are usually random and somehow sneak in a zombie apocalypse. I always wake up thinking, "That would make an awesome book/manga/movie!" lol But yeah, let's hear your dream!


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I can not remember any recent dreams, except one. Unfortunately, that one has explicit content, so I probably shouldn't talk about it here(Needless to say, it was a Sex dream, although unorthodox in its content, cruel in its amorality).

There is, however, perhaps one dream that I might be able to share with you. It involves someone, a female, with a sword and pistol, and a sash around her waist, running through a dark and twisted forest. These woods are unsafe, and few of her kind should dare to venture within them. She is determined to do so nevertheless, although her eyes dart around like a nervous cat. Her every muscle is on edge.

These woods are filled with vile creatures. They toy with her, and mock her, and ultimately chase her so as to eat her. But as she runs she is able to defeat them, one by one, and keep them at bay. The slashes of her blade fell one after another, but there are far too many of them. They keep coming, slowly, calmly, relishing their ultimate victory.

Having pierced to the deepest depths of this forest, she reaches an old, wrought iron gate, with a small metal lantern hanging out from the side of it. She bangs on the gate with her sword, and, screams for sanctuary, but the gate simply rocks back and forth with the force of her blows. As the monsters close in, she becomes ever more desperate. Her swings become wild and indiscriminate.

In her desperation she slashes the lantern, and the light goes out. The darkness slowly closes in, such that we can hear a childish, timid whimper. Then we can see nothing, but hear soft crunching sounds, like that of teeth, snapping off and chewing bones. Then silence.

The camera suddenly shoots upwards, and rises above the canopy. In the distance are three stars north from the present location. The camera then looks straight up into the sky, and there is a giant mechanized spider type thing. It looks kind of weird. Almost like a cross between a spider, a preying mantis, and a beehive or honeycomb sponge.

The spider-thing grins. Inside it's mouth we see rows of teeth. The teeth are covered in small, thistle like furs, and maggots and larvae wriggle between them.

That is all. And then I woke up. :D


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wow nobody has had a great dream for over a year?

well here is mine from last night, it has some random stuff but overall it is a long and cohesive story:

background: I was a girl with long white-ish hair going around on a trip with a ground of friends. I was more of a quiet one in the group.
story: When a few of my friends went on a scooter ride (two scooters and two people on each one) they had an accident, they got hit by a car. So they were lying there on the road and cars stopped and tried to prevent them from standing up because they could have hit their heads, but they were speaking a different language so my friends who had to keep lying down tried to tell with hands and feet that they were alright. Which they were not. The one that had been unconcious the longest even got up and wandered away. On the side of the road, a little downhill, one of the girls was sitting there, not crying or anything but she didn't want to look at the accident either. So the guy who was the heaviest injured walked over to her. They talked for a bit and then the guy got up again. Then a different guy walked up to the girl and they kissed, the previous guy saw this and showed a heartbroken expression. Somewhere along the line he also fainted, because you shouldn't walk around with heavy injuries. So they were lying there in the middle of the road while all the cars sped beside them, looked pretty dangerous. Then finally an ambulance came and suddenly the previous helpers/onlookers were back and we all had something like "yeah now you are back"

next we are all in the hospital wanting to visit the guys that had the accident. I was following around the girls from my friendgroup. We had already visited one of them and I thought we were going to the room of the heaviest injured one next. But the girls went to a meeting room to do some stuff and told me to go alone. But I couldn't because I couldn't read the language that was used. I could speak it just fine but all the signs on the doors were unreadable to me. I didn't want to admit this secret first because there was much more behind it than just not being able to read. And all the others could read it just fine. I finally with much effort and evasive talking admitted to the peron next to me that I couldn't read the signs on the door and then I escaped. I tried to escape out of the hospital but by now it was dark outside. First I wanted to go right at the exit but there it was really dark so I turned left instead. When I had reached the first corner I saw the shade of some people who were standing around the corner (there was a street light there) so I turned around again to go the other way. Then I heard that those people were following me so I ran back into the well-lit hospital building. There I encountered some of my friends, four of them. I quickly told them that I was being followed and that they were dangerous. I knew exactly who they were and why they were after me. But I didn't want to involve my friends but they insisted to help me. Somehow they all got white wigs and acted like me while I was hiding on the emergency stairs. I could see how one of my friends encountered the "agents" She got caught and they saw that she was not me. She tried to bluf by saying stuff like that they should keep her instead and that she was better. The female agent got convinced and stuck a transperant sticker on my friend. It seemed to hurt a lot but no effect could be seen. Then the female agent transformed into a monster, from her tail a wire came out and spun around the neck of my friend. She died. Some other agents were checking the emergency staircase so I had to try to flee without them seeing me. This was difficult and in the end I failed. They chased and in the end caught me, I got an injection and lost consciousness.

By now I knew why I couldn't read. It was because I was originally from earth and this was a different planet with a different sort of humans. They were still humans but a different kind from me. I was an original-human and they were the "new-humans". Normally they all can not turn into a monster only those agents can. My friends were also new-humans and until then didn't know that I was an original human. I had been send to this planet for unknown reasons by the same agency as the agents that had caught me. The new-humans knew that originally humanity came from planet Earth. Some even used the original language (English) although with lots of mistakes and I corrected them sometimes. So although I could speak the new-human language (which also sounded like English XD) I could not read it.

Next I was under the control of the agents (by the substance they had injected me). My task was to escort three prisoners (my three friends that had survived) to a room. For that we had to cross a bridge like hallway with glass on all sides. Outside of those glass walls there was a grey darkness so I couldn't even see if it was outside or inside. But that didn't matter anyway since I was completely under control. Outside the glass there was a giant robot (think Gundam or Neon Genesis Evangelion) that kept up with my pace of walking. Somehow I knew it was under my control. When I reached out my hand towards the glass (while walking) the robot did the same. So we turned a corner and then we saw the end of the hallway, the room where I had to take my friends. Halfway there I fell over. It looked like I had lost conscious but it was because the control substance had lost its effect. Apperantly the agents had made a mistake with the dosage. At that moment the robot exploded. The hallway got destroyed, but me and my friends were allright because the explosion had been planned by me and the robot so that my friends would be unharmed. Perfect timing. So me and my friends escaped.

Now there is some time lapse of a few years. I had discovered that I had the ability to manipulate the sensory perception of all new-humans around me. This way I could wander around as a ghost. They couldn't see me, hear, me even not touch me. One of my friends had entered the agency. It seemed like she was trying to find out what had happened back then. She didn't know what had become of me or my abilities. So I was watching over her like a ghost. (She could not transform into a monster, it seemed like only some agents could do that.) Somehow it got so that she knew I was there but she assumed that I had died and was really a ghost, and I would not convince her otherwise either because it was saver for her. She got talked up aby a male agent at the agency library. I had no clue if he was one of those agents or not. Somehow he seemed to know that something (me) was there. I didn't like him at all and tried to chase him away which only made him more curious about my existence. Then my friend found a clue (the name of a city on Earth, I don't remember which one), she tried to look up more information about it but the male agant stopped her. But I also wanted to know so I left my friend to look for the right book. But the male agent was faster and got the book before me. He seemed to have a lot of fun playing with me although he couldn't see me. The was just sometimes a little ringing noise from a small accessoiry that hung on my bag.

During the last stuff were I was watching over my friend in the library as a ghost there was a song playing as background music that gave it all a very sad atmosphere
There was some more little stuff that I don't remember but it all looked like there was going to be an epic battle ahead
and wow this has gotten way longer than I had expected XD
this is indeed only one dream XD

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I had a dream that I went to Denmark to chill with @Fearless Sissy. She had a lava lamp in her room. I don't even remember everything that happened... I tend not to remember every little detail of my dreams.

I do remember that Denmark was a chill place, and probably looks nothing like how my dream pictured it. There was some kind of marble building... might have been a terminal of some sort. But the majority of the dream was just wandering around, going from a random thing back to Fearless's room.

Yeah... I don't why my subconscious decided to go with that. Because dreams, I guess. Perhaps it was influenced by my desire to travel out of the US one day? Maybe because Fearless is a cool person? Who knows.

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I had a dream that I was an elderly man sitting somewhere in the frozen wilderness.

I was hunting and the cold felt so real.

It ended when a white wolf was staring back at me.

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last night I dreamt that I was a princess/queen (the dream was unclear about that) and that I had to marry the king of the kingdom next to mine. This wasn't bad because after meeting him it seemed that he spoke the same dialect as me. After some this and that, I had to break of the engagement because I was a boy and thus wouldn't be able to conceive a child.

no clue how it was suddenly that I was a boy, but at least the dress was pretty ^^

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Last night I dreamt that I worked in a tailor's shop. It seemed to be in the late 1800's because everyone was all old-timey.

I wasn't the main tailor, but more of an assistant and I was sewing up a white shirt while sitting in the corner of this cramped shop on a box between piles of old rags and clothes. In the center of the shop, standing on a stool, was a man in a top hat and a monocle being measured by the main tailor. While he was being measured, some other guys entered the shop and began to argue with him. The guy being measure had one of those cool wrist-pistol things which flipped out when he lifted his arm and he fired at one of the guys before leaping out of the nearby window.

I stood up and looked out of the broken window, only to see that the street outside was a river and the man hopped between boats to escape. I just shook my head and sat back down again.

It was a weirdly dramatic dream and I remember it so vividly. I must have eaten something that was off.

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I had another weird but also nice dream last night: it was about a sister trying to escape with her younger brother. But the brother looked older than the sister because he had some kind of high tech hologram gadget that could change his appearance. He tried to send a sos with his phone, by pushing the end call/turn off button, but the spies that were after them had a gadget to disturb that signal whenever he pressed it. But then again he had another gadget in his watch and the spies didn't know that so he send the sos succesful,y with that. They still had to run though and the little brother was carrying a lot of bags. When they reached the car (presumbly the sister's) he threw one bag in the trunk but then assumed that it would take too much time to put the ohters in so he stepped in the car with the others still hanging around him with the idea to take them off while the sister was driving. So they escaped with the help of some kind of rebel group. The world was high tech but also slightly dystopian. In the rebels base the boy was placed under the watch of another guy while the sister who seemed to be a computer expert went to work for the rebels. The two boys went shopping because a big wedding was about to be held and they needed some last things (water, limonade, and chocolate). The brother was excited because he had never been at a big wedding before. The other boy found it a bother to watch after him so they went shopping with another guy to help carry the stuff. On the way back to the car the brother suddenly collapsed and didn't wake up again, so the other two threw him on the back seat with the boy that was supposed to be watching him while the other was driving. The brother developed a heavy fever. Back at the base in the infirmaty, the doctor took over. The doctor also couldn't do much to help so they just waited for the fever to go away. When the brother finally woke up the sister came in. She told her brother that he got a cold because he had been under to much stress and that he had missed the wedding. The other boy found this to be an abvious lie but the brother believed it and was disappointed that he had missed the wedding. Because he was still weak, he went to sleep again. The sister left and the doctor asked the other boy to help him change the bandages. Then it was revealed that the bother had bandages covering his back with blood on them. When the bandages were removed the other boy saw that the back was covered in scars with two small wounds just about to heal up. The doctor was not surprised and just said something like "you didn't really think that we would take these two in if there was not something about them did you?"

Then I woke up but dreams are not like movies so I kind of knew what was going on with the brother. He was about to sprout wings, in a very bloody and painful matter, and that was why they were chased by those spies. And he had that appearance changer not only to hide him better but to also hide the scars from himself because he didn't know about it. I wish I could have stayed asleep and found out what kind of stuff would happen.

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It wasn't last night, it was on Tuesday, while taking a nap (it was a holiday here).

I had this dream in which I was trapped inside the 1933 King Kong movie, black and white and all that. It was pretty curious and I have zero clue why I even had this dream. It was just the part in NY, not the part in Kong's original home. And I hadn't even watched any of the movies recently.

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So for once I actually had (and remembered) a weird dream I had.

I was in some city, don't know where, and I was wearing my Deadpool shirt that looks like his outfit. For some reason I had decided to make his katana blades and a place to store them on my back. Walking down the street with this, I stopped at a crosswalk and felt someone pulling on one of the katanas. Turning around, I found a little old woman. Removing her hand, I proceeded to take one of the blades out and say something along the lines of, "No, no. It's done like this." Before proceeding to make some fighting noises and slashing at air. Her question surprised me by asking if she could have one. I, being proud of my craftiness, said no to which she said she would pay.

Being a broke student I thought it couldn't hurt, as the katanas didn't look like they had cost a lot to make. She offered me $5, but I refused and said another price (which I don't remember). It didn't take long for this lady to pull a wad of cash from her pocket and state that she would give me $160 for the two of them. Naturally I said yes, and she walked away happily swinging her katanas before getting in a taxi.

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I mean, sure I've made a few costumes and such, but never of the quality that some random stranger would want to buy them from me off the street. Maybe it's a sign that I should start! XD

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The other night I dreamed I was in a movie. I was 'Ronnie' in the movie Zwartboek (Black Book). It was short and vivid and and a bit freaky.

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I had a dream that I was a were-minotaur.... Instead of transforming only under a full moon, I transformed every night. A group of people would come to my house every evening to make sure I was shackled in my basement. One night they didn't show up, and I was trying frantically to put them on myself, but after buckling one arm, I couldn't reach the other one. That's when I woke up.

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I love dreams too. In my dream last night I was in my chair holding my daughter and I heard the door, so I said "oh Daddy's home." Well I turned back to see and turned around to see Mr. Rogers (you know Mr. Roger's Neighborhood) on his knees. And he was playing peek a boo and making my daughter laugh.

Well then he turned into this little boy who wasn't smiling or anything, so I put my daughter down to try to hug him, but was frustrated, because I couldn't get him to smile or anything.

Well then it switched to me trying to clean the kitty litter box, but the more I tried to clean it, the dirtier it seemed.

Mom and housewife dreams are so weird.



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