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Post by Admin on Oct 9, 2014 23:47:36 GMT
Use this thread to post your strange dreams.
The last one was like a sci-fi adventure, flying up beyond the atmosphere, visiting post-apocalyptic settings.
I remember a scene with a huge white haired beast. I was scared it was going to eat me. Fortunately, it just chewed on the wood fence.
Reality is boring, Prespos
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Post by distortedhumor on Oct 10, 2014 0:01:11 GMT
I was in bed with kelly Macdonold, Carrie Coon, and michelle monaghan.
Just as it was getting good, my alarm went off.
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Post by Admin on Oct 15, 2014 18:01:11 GMT
Japan. I was in a car with a vampire, and he drove it through the front window of a restaurant or something where a whole bunch of Zen Buddhists were eating.
Either before or after that, I went to see a 60 minute movie called Matrix III, and watched the movie in my dream.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 15, 2014 18:05:39 GMT
Japan. I was in a car with a vampire, and he drove it through the front window of a restaurant or something where a whole bunch of Zen Buddhists were eating. That is a goddamn awesome way to start a Feng Shui scenario! Consider it stolen
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Post by chris107 on Oct 15, 2014 18:49:57 GMT
I was outside Jim Earnshaw's shop (which closed in around 1970) in the back of my dad's Ford Anglia with my school chum Paul. We were waiting for something when a hunchback man stalked past wearing a long dark coat and a floppy hat. He turned towards us and he had a horrid crooked and spotty nose. We giggled. He pulled the car door open and produced a jagged dagger "I'll cut your nose off" he hissed and leaned in towards us. I feel his hands pulling my nose and thankfully wake up
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Post by Admin on Oct 16, 2014 23:18:04 GMT
Ships floating in the sky, dropping scaffolding, and nearly killing me.
My brother complains about cold beer, so I tell him to put it in the frying pan and warm it up.
Eliana suiting me up in a suit of armor, but complaining that's it's not realistic enough, so she's actually bending the metal to make more realistic vambraces.
Flying ships, cold beer, unrealistic armor.
Geez... the stuff I have to put up with!
Prespos
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Post by Lord Huthor on Oct 17, 2014 11:27:39 GMT
Infinite dreams....I can't deny them....Infinite is so hard to comprehend....I couldn't hear those screams, even in my wildest dreams....
What? This isn't the 'What are you listening to thread?"
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Post by Admin on Oct 18, 2014 6:01:49 GMT
More vampires. They were doing a bank robbery, and I was fighting them with an Assault Rifle, but then I eventually joined the clan.
Breaking the Law, Prespos
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Post by Deleted on Oct 18, 2014 8:17:29 GMT
Pres. I think we are on the verge of getting the outline for a script to make the best vampire movie in 20 years! That's mindbendingly amazing stuff
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Post by Admin on Oct 25, 2014 7:10:42 GMT
The most recent one was like a kung-fu movie, mixed with horror and sci-fi in the end.
Earlier on in the dream there were massive battles, and I went forth only armed with chopsticks.
Lots of food and drink too (it was my birthday in the dream).
The dream ends with a murder mystery, which soon becomes obvious has supernatural elements, which then later becomes evident has sci-fi elements (aliens).
Prespos
Ps. I wonder if the dream was induced by the King Goblin beer I was drinking earlier?
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Post by riposte on Oct 26, 2014 5:47:14 GMT
Strange dreams are made of these. Who am I to disagree?
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Post by Admin on Nov 5, 2014 9:25:03 GMT
Werewolf at the bar. Some kind of D&D LARP that was semi-real. Might have had something to do with The Temple of Elemental Evil, but not clear.
Back to sleep...
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Post by chris107 on Nov 6, 2014 8:07:24 GMT
V bad dream last night. Had lots of the dogs I've had or known in it. I was moving into the new house with my parents watching, the dogs were all around, kind of outside all most. They all started bighting me, especially my hands. The only way I could stop them was to break their jaws. Poor doggies! I woke up and my hands still hurt from the bights
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Post by Admin on Nov 9, 2014 12:02:42 GMT
Running around some underground city fighting people with a magical shield and spear. The spear and shield then morphed into a cracked statue of Jason fighting Cerebus.
Then I was getting chased by Japanese people who were aliens who were Japanese people around an artificial rectangular lake. It was the end of the world, and they were the last people left, though they had a couple of monster kids. Then the cycle began again, and the world repopulated, with all kinds of people.
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Post by chris107 on Nov 10, 2014 4:10:52 GMT
In a bar (in Bradford) playing pinball. As I flick the flippers a paper envelope full of cash falls out. Someone says "Don't take that, hand it in." I don't. I flee with some people I don't remember but only around the corner and hide the money in my suite case. Looking up I see the landlord and his friends coming around the corner. They are all old gypsies with lots of tatoos and have grissely looking weapons. A long chase ensues around lots of Bradford landmarks I remember as a kid. The detail is stunning right down to the texture of the stone I touch. I eventually escape on an old fashioned train, one where the carriages are individual. I am relieved only to look up when the train is moving to find the landlord is in with me.
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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 19:09:06 GMT
Call of Cthulhu/AD&D.
However, I was actually IN the game.
Weird monsters in a psychiatric ward. (Run!)
Then, a place with weird plant monsters.
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Post by Lord Huthor on Nov 12, 2014 9:36:40 GMT
This wasn't a dream from last night or anything, but you mentioning CoC reminded me of it.
I wasn't actually in this dream (or if I was, I was someone I didn't know was me).
There was this large shack built on a beach near the foot of a cliff, and it was night time - really pitch dark, but for some reason, the shack was clearly visible, right down to colors.
Outside, there was this old Scooby-Doo style sea captain who was pacing around the shack and muttering to himself. He kept looking out to sea, where there was a full blown storm raging with huge waves pounding their way towards the beach.
Lightning and thunder started up just as this white station wagon full of people drives up along one side of the shack.
For some reason, I knew this storm meant Cthulhu was about to rise out of the depths.
I never have simple AD&D goblin-cutting, dragon-riding, treasure-stealing dreams. Always some fucking thing with the world about to end in it....
Sheesh.
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Post by Admin on Dec 4, 2014 13:41:10 GMT
Another Call of Cthulhu dream. So weird I can't remember any of the details yet.
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Post by Admin on Mar 25, 2015 9:47:41 GMT
In the dream, I am a composer who drinks a lot of brandy.
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Post by Admin on Jan 1, 2016 12:46:44 GMT
I had a dream that I was a central American drug-lord, and, that my karma finally caught up to me. They called in the fucking army. Machine guns, flame-thowers, grenades. It was an extremely violent dream, and, I killed a couple of soldiers. That said, I was desperate, on the run. I found a way out through the secret door. I ran through the gardens that lead to the sea. I remember two bottles of wine, the white and red, I picked them up like Nethack. I kept running, through the lavish and opulent gardens of the upper classes, to the northwest. I encountered a lion -- I was scared. I kept going, and, I stole food, like Nethack. Appetizers and hour douvres. A central american army couldn't kill me. It took a goddess to kill me: I had stole her food. Then I died. To awake in the shadow life, what people understand as 'reality'. Dream Journal, Prespos
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Post by Admin on Feb 11, 2016 7:22:18 GMT
"I fear that my time is not long. I see Ghosts in my Dreams..." -- Prespos of Iriaebor, 2 years before the Spellplague...Anyway, Yes. a) ghosts b) friends Mysterie of the Silver Key. Prespos of Toronto
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Post by chris107 on Feb 12, 2016 9:11:00 GMT
I dreamed at was at my Mother's feet. She was young again we were laughing, really laughing. I awoke weeping.
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Post by Admin on Feb 12, 2016 22:22:36 GMT
That sounds like a really powerful dream.
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Post by chris107 on Feb 12, 2016 22:23:47 GMT
It was.
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Post by Admin on Feb 19, 2016 15:03:31 GMT
Gary Gygax.
Sitting across from Gary, taking notes at a table. Potions & scrolls (and XP values for both).
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