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Post by Admin on Feb 19, 2016 15:05:17 GMT
Air Force vet... Rome... Owl...
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Post by Admin on Feb 20, 2016 11:57:35 GMT
EX1, brandy, a ghost, and a library.
The ghost was a loved one, and I was trying to help her cross over into the library.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 24, 2016 2:47:12 GMT
Speaking of Libraries, I had a dream wherein a friend and I were canoeing enroute to a favored placed of my youth. We were on a beach, combing through the shells in the boreal region. Eventually we reach the beach and disembark, whereby a schoolbus is driving past on the road uphill. The bus had two mutants aboard. My buddy seemed to have left at this point, but there was a native guy with the power to run like the juggernaut that got off, and then I was discussing with him our respective powers, for I too am a mutant. Then the dream soliloquaed off into strange territory, and the old apartment building up the road was built on some pirate burial grounds, and Vondan was dressed like Galactus a thousand years ago, screaming "THUMP!" every time he set his right foot down as he forayed through a swamp. I woke up then.
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Post by Admin on Feb 24, 2016 2:51:29 GMT
The JUGGERNAUT is a monster in T1-4.
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Post by Deleted on May 24, 2016 2:38:54 GMT
I sometimes have D&D dreams of calibre fit to transcribe, and thus they are retrieved verbatim from the dreamscape. And then I add Warduke to the mix. And Prespos, sometimes Prespos is standing in a room, with an eerie voice reciting DMG passages in the distance.
The former incident occurred recently, too. I woke up with pain from a guy stabbing me in the dream.
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Post by Admin on May 29, 2016 6:25:06 GMT
AC/DC
Meth, Weed, and, Dirty Deeds (Done very very dirt cheap)
AC/DC, Prespos
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Post by Deleted on May 30, 2016 23:07:23 GMT
I hear that psychopaths dream in black and white, if at all.
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Post by chris107 on May 31, 2016 22:16:52 GMT
Phew! I'm an all colour dreamer!
* stabs Prespos in the eye with a dinner fork
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Post by Admin on Jun 9, 2016 1:11:52 GMT
>Chris: Was it a +3 dinner fork?
Anyway, although this one does not fit in the "Strange Dreams" category, I thought that I would post it.
An Islamic terrorist tried to kill my Mom (Mama Prespos).
Well, he was armed, but I killed him with my bare hands.
Then a CIA agent walked up to me, and said: "Hey, that was excessive force."
Hey man, you do not know the meaning of excessive force...
SLAYER, Prespos
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Post by chris107 on Jun 9, 2016 22:27:00 GMT
Drat! Only +2. Foiled again!
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Post by Admin on Jun 28, 2016 6:44:42 GMT
Jayda
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Post by Admin on Jul 25, 2016 9:25:10 GMT
Post-apocalyptic.
On my knees, speaking to the sky: "Among the First Nations, it is said that every person has a gift."
Being fully conscious that I am in a dream.
1eo. UA.
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Underground city. The nature of the apocalypse is not clear, but it is something to do with the Sun, or, global warming. Note that underground cities are a recurring theme in my dreams.
Suicide attempt, by attempting to walk in the light of the sun.
Vast open spaces, in the city. Well lit, with elevators. Not many people. I remember asking someone, a young nerdish fellow: "Will you be my friend?"
Sometimes a friend is the difference between life and death.
Not even sure if this is planet Earth.
Something about 1 sun becoming 3. Unknown.
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A family behind a door. Dark, different scene. I ask them what time it is, as in, what year it is.
Nearby, another room. I know that I have been here before.
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Post by Anti-Steve on Jul 25, 2016 13:08:45 GMT
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Post by jamerowe1 on Jul 28, 2016 22:41:32 GMT
I often have dreams but I usually remember only fragments of them. They are always in color that I know of.
Once I dreamed of a young woman with dark hair going down to the bottom of Hell (while still alive), finding a room with a bed, table and computer + desk on it, finding some cats and a button, and pressing the button just before the demons broke the door down. The button proved to reset the universe.
When I woke up I thought that the universe had BEEN reset! I only realized it hadn't after I got water, when I noticed I was still able to do so.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 29, 2016 1:21:37 GMT
One time I dreamt all the PCs I killed were breaking outta nasty infernal realm via lemure form and were drinking potions to restore themselves to man-state. The dream delivered the entirety of the adventure, which was subsequently used. I recall this being the soundtrack to the dream.
Beyond D&D's frivolity, and back again, I sprinkle liberal amounts of dreamtime brainstorming into my module project.
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Post by Admin on Sept 19, 2016 12:54:01 GMT
SLAYER
RED books
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Post by tmao on Sept 19, 2016 13:42:52 GMT
I tend to have serial dreams, one of the oddest was a long series of dreams about my GI Joe collection(I dont have one) Me playing with them and then later frustrating dreams of looking for adds to collection in Target(Oh old style large Dolls)
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Post by tmao on Sept 19, 2016 13:54:11 GMT
Oh and if you really want wild dreams get a prescription for the anti smoking drug CHANTIX, I'm pretty sure EVERBODY who takes it experiances VERY vivid dreams and nightmares, it really was like taking LSD in your dreams. I didnt have bad nightmare but I know they can get VERY bad, it especially made the dreams colorful
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Post by Lee on Sept 19, 2016 16:08:23 GMT
When I was on the patch, quitting smoking, I had a really good one... Full technicolor... Stereophonic hi-fi.... It started out with my ex- (not ex- at the time) girlfriend and I driving down I79 in my old Plymouth Duster (which I'd totaled a couple years before, so I am not sure why we were in it, but oh well). We stopped to pick up a hitchhiker. It turned out to be Hulk Hogan, who was down on his luck. He'd gotten in trouble with the IRS and the government had repossessed everything he owned, including his title as a professional wrestler. So we took him to the restaurant that my ex was working at at the time, and got him a job washing dishes. Then I left the restaurant and started walking up the road to the intersection where the stop light is (small town with only one stop light), and as I was turning the corner on the sidewalk, William Shatner came running down the sidewalk from the opposite direction, panicked, waving his arms in the air, shouting (in typical Shatnerian fashion), "What.... is the meaning... of life?!? What..! is... the meaning.... of life?!?" So he skidded to a halt at the intersection, which was empty because there is hardly ever any traffic anyway. In the middle of the intersection, the Teletubbies morphed up out of the pavement, and started bouncing up and down in a line, in counterpoint, singing, "Booop-do-de-booo-doop, Booop-do-de-booo-doop..." Then the Power Rangers jumped down from a cloud and started doing a kung-fu dance, synchronized with the backing of the Teletubbies, and started singing a song about the meaning of life.... It was at this point that I woke up in a cold sweat. I removed the patch and didn't stop smoking until some years later, when the e-cigarettes finally got me through it without me having to act like too much more of a dick than usual.
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Post by Admin on Oct 11, 2016 5:35:27 GMT
Dave Koresh, a PLAYERS HANDBOOK. I remember this vividly, it was a dream from 20+ years ago. Also, ISIS. That was not a dream, but a waking message. (ISIS, as in Goddess: Offer her Beer && Pizza) Anyway, Yes, I am a Texas Christian. No worries... I am just part of an Apocalyptic Christian Cult! Yay! St. Prespos Ps-1. Ps-2. Ps.
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Post by dragonspipe on Oct 12, 2016 1:52:52 GMT
This one relates.
I was in a fortress, comprised of an inner sanctum surrounded by various mazelike hallways. Dinosaurs were mounting a full-on assault, attempting to gain entry. Things were getting dire. I hurried to the inner sanctum, opened the seal, and retrieved a large, heavy backpack full of D&D books. Not sure what happened next.
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Post by Admin on Oct 14, 2016 13:15:37 GMT
Watch out for dinosaurs!
They actually tried to ban this band from Poland...!
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Post by Admin on Oct 18, 2016 3:55:11 GMT
I've been there, before, in a dream from 10+ years ago, I think. wiki->Sardinia HAS ANYBODY SEEN THE BRIDGE? I AM JUST TRYING TO FIND THE BRIDGE!
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Post by Deleted on Oct 22, 2016 22:46:45 GMT
I don't want to go into it too hard. It ended with me yelling at Slim Whitman.
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Post by Admin on Oct 23, 2016 9:30:31 GMT
Dream within a dream. Satan(?) dragging me across the floor.
My apartment. A neighbor sitting on my computer chair. Sense of touch.
Another dream, school, an apartment building.
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