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« Reply #15 on: April 04, 2010, 05:56:40 PM »

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« Reply #16 on: April 17, 2010, 02:39:38 AM »

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two days ago I had a dream. It took place in a white facility akin to a school. Though, it was kind of older so it wasn't really pristine white, but not really dirty either... anyway, the dream involved me going to the bathroom, then walking out and pas two or three people.

that's basically it- the only weird thing about it is how un-weird it is compared to my other dreams...
I think my brain is going meta on me in my sleep.
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(17:51:05) * Tvorsk imagines a poster with Fen now... "And remember, don't go anywhere without your Sandvich. Keep it with you at all times."
« Reply #17 on: April 17, 2010, 10:30:05 AM »

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right then, got another one today.

this once took place in a spaceship under attack from hostile aliens, and all I can remember of them was that they were dark and had giganormous claws, and naturally spewing hallucinogens as well as being intelligent to some degree. At the start it's mid-way through, and it turns out the aliens have hijacked the ship's artificial gravity and made it go sideways, forcing the crew to painstakingly crawl up the walls of the ship to try and stop them. During the process for this, the aliens kept making it harder and harder to climb, until they're just going straight up the flat wall, but then rather stupidly keeps going, allowing them to drop down to the opposite  wall and walk on ahead.

The next portion was a larger room compared to the previous hallway, with a room between the one the crew (including, apparently, myself) were headed for and the one we were in. While we were safe where we were, the aliens tried to coax us out with hallucinations of things we very much wanted, and I was the only one who didn't leave at the sight of them. I knew they were fake, but more importantly it pissed me off that the aliens were doing this. For me in particular, they showed the TARDIS, sometimes more than once. It actually led to me having a bark-off with a hallucination of a dog, the breed of which I am not sure.

Fast forward again, and we got to where we were going, but I'm badly injured and have to go back to the other room to get healed up with magic space technology. An alien stops me and we both wind up killing each other, and the dream ends.
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« Reply #18 on: April 19, 2010, 03:13:38 PM »

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‘Nother one last night… It was the 1856 US presidential election, and for whatever reason I was attempting to convince this printer to go out and vote.  The guy had a really really shaggy beard and kept on trying to blow me off, so I told him that if he didn’t go out and vote I was going to convince his wife to divorce him.  Inscenced at this he tried to pull a gun on me to I (without wondering how this was possible) grabbed a cow from a barn and beat him over the head with it.  Now the dude was dead and I realized I was covered in blood so I decided to grab a garden hose and spray the area with bleach (both of which were mysteriously now available in 1856).  It started well enough but then I realized that if I was running bleach through the hose it was also running through pipes and suddenly worry gripped me that it might be corroding them. 

Thinking quickly I went over to tell the neighbor who was pulling weeds and I asked him for help with the pipes.  He agrees and the dream starts shifting to a urban slum and as we’re walking back to my house I’m worried that we’re going to get mugged.  The neighbor is edgy and decides to take no chances and starts preemptively shooting everyone he sees so they won’t be able to shoot us.  I rather worriedly ask him to stop but he responds that if he gets three more points he’ll get a high score.

Cue another dream shift in which I’m playing a game of Space Invaders except there’s a glitch involved that keeps on spontaneously making my barriers disappear causing me to die close to a dozen times.  Finally I get fed up and go get make myself a pizza only to find the kitchen door is inexplicably blocked by hundreds of boxes of Wheat Thins.  Immediately I scream upstairs demanding to know which incompetent member of my family is responsible for the deed.  My dad and mother both call down saying they don’t know, and suggest I eat my way through the Wheat Thins.  Naturally I start grumbling and moaning about how I wanted frozen pizza and not snack food and just start pacing through the downstairs.  I come across the computer and find it inexplicably dead. And that’s when I wake up.
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« Reply #19 on: April 26, 2010, 04:18:27 AM »

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last night I got two, which both took place in the same world, I guess. Sort of medieval times, I think.

The first of the two revolved around three parties: myself, a woman from a royal family, and a wandering rogue-ish swordsman. There was conflict over a large amount of land and who should own it and we all had sort of an argument-off to present pros and cons of eachother and have it be decided that way. Over the course of it, numerous facts were written down on papers and eventually it was discovered that the man and woman came from the same family, and thus got the land.

I went off to who knows where and wound up in a forest of sort-of were-creatures. Sort of in that they stack in one form but can transfer it. I decide to join them and as it turns out to become one you have to kinda "die" and they need your signature, and as I'm talking with one while writing my signature (on the very paper I wrote in the argument thing, which for some reason they had) I accidentally mis-write it as someone else's who is famous, and told I should show it to people afterwards... then I cross it out, and re-write it as my actual signature while explaining, and told to hide it from people because they might get pissed. After that, sort of death thing happens and wake up with options! As it turns out, the people get two options which are a randomized combination of one male something and one female something. For me it was squirrel and cat. At this point, though, I guess a part of my brain said screw the universe, I have the power, because I went wolf anyway.

TL;DR- random squabbling over dirt, first TF dream. Huzzah!
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« Reply #20 on: May 10, 2010, 11:14:13 AM »

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The other night I dreamt I was MK Virmir (meaning I was a good deal grumpier, and charged with a LOT more fire magic) escorting two humans (possibly kids, though they were taller than me), through some sort of gothic stylized, cartoonish nighttime city and ultimately through some dusty old house where they were looking for something.  As they rummaged through rooms of the house they used flashlights, but I helped them out (begrudgingly) with my shining orange witchlight to help illuminate what they were doing.

When we got to the even dustier attic, I opened a closet and suddenly a midget Batman villian Bane leapt out and tried to stab me with a kitchen knife as epic orchestra music began to play in the background.  (I say midget because, while he was bigger than me, he was only about a foot taller, so naturally he must have been a midget version due to my shortness).  Of course, I retaliated by sending a number of fireballs (which looked rather Earth Eternal-ish) into his chest, which he mostly shrugged off, but they did cause him to drop his knife.  He then resorted to trying to punch me, but I grabbed both his fists as he pushed back.  Of course he was way stronger, but as he pushed me to the ground, I lit him on fire and pushed back.

To his credit, him being on fire didn't slow him down at first, but he eventually got weaker and I was able to push back.  The amount of fire magic I had to pour into him was substantial though, and it lit the entire place up in a raging inferno.  (No idea how the kids I was supposed to be protecting possibly could have survived that, honestly.)  He withered and died, and then I woke up as I crouched in the sea of flames, rather exhausted.  Phooey. Gray Fox Wink
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« Reply #21 on: May 10, 2010, 05:20:19 PM »

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Interesting... I dreamt of an artifact that is painfully hot to touch if you're unpure of spirit (or something. I found it warm but tolerable), but then I put my palms on it and froze it in a outspreading frost sort of way. Kind of like this window but with a different frost pattern. I then proceeded to freeze the entire room I was in. I'm not sure what happened in between but I also remember standing outside my house at night while I shook my hands (in a jazz hand sort of way, but both in front of me palms down) and snowflakes fell out. Their size was proportional to how wild the shaking was.

Also recently I had a dream where I found a magic book with incantations, a dream with royal twins on vacation, another with two people who inherit a prank from their dead uncle, there was a canal with pirates on it, and yet another dream where I fought someone in a duel of summoning monsters (and also we fought ourselves) and every once in a while something would repeat but go a different way.
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« Reply #22 on: May 12, 2010, 11:52:24 AM »

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I dreamed that I was playing in a field with Jonas, who I think was my pet in the context of the dream. We were playing fetch with a ball and then he tackled me and gave me a nuzzle. I nuzzled him back, having turned just then into an anthro version of Jonas. Something happened (don't remember) and then we were both sitting on a couch watching tv, and I think Jonas was wiggling his paws a lot. I remember trying to see what I was wearing but wasn't able to see because my vision was first person and I was constantly trying to switch it to 3rd person unsuccessfully.
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« Reply #23 on: May 15, 2010, 10:05:52 PM »

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Had a rather odd one, at least in my opinion.  Started off talking to several people on a dirt road in front of a museum, apparently we were going to get paid "several million" to steal a painting or something from there.  (what we would be getting several million of was never specified) We go in, buy tickets, and it turns out that it cost over four million of the local currency (never found out what it was) to get a museum ticket, and we talked about how we better not be getting payed in that.

Inside the museum is a theater, and some kind of band was playing in there.  Couldn't hear any music at all though.  We all go into the theater, except for one guy who's apparently going after the painting.  We all stand near the various doors, when suddenly someone dressed like a clown jumps out from back-stage and attacks the band.  We all make our getaway in the confusion, while the security guards detain the clown. 

We got the painting, and I seemed to have gotten a L85 from somewhere.  For some reason it had an ACOG instead of a SUSAT scope.  I hear noise behind us, turn around and see something running at us.  I look through the scope, and it's just some kids and three dogs.  I lower the rifle and they run past.  Out of curiosity I examine the gun more closely and fire a couple shots at a tree, and it turns out to be fake anyway.  It sure looks real enough, but it's fake. 

I see a group of people acting suspiciously, then walking into a field (wheat, I think, some sort of grain), and decide to follow them to see what they're up to (as if my group doesn't look suspicious enough).  Eventually the field comes to a place where the grain has all been cut down, and the group we're following randomly drops down on the ground, crawls a bit, then stands up again to continue walking.  After repeating this a few times we come to a road with a wooden watchtower by it. 

The group we're following climbs up into the watchtower, and a large truck drives by with a bunch of people in the back, who have a bunch of random old weapons.  The watchtower and the truck shoot at each other as it drives past, I run across the road after it's gone, hide in the woods just beyond it, and attach a bayonet to my fake gun for some reason.  The truck drives by a couple more times, and three people in black combat gear with MP5's show up in the woods and walk right past where I'm hiding.  I threaten them with the fake gun and ask them to identify themselves, apparently I liked what they said, and a fourth guy shows up who's apparently in charge.

I tell him about the fake gun, and he goes into the woods and uncovers a stash of tommy guns.  I take one, and some helicopters show up.  At first I think they're on our side, but the sergeant guy says he didn't call for any.  Sure enough they start shooting at us, and we shoot back.  One of them crashes and... I woke up there.

My overall impression was... "What was with that? O_o "  Also interesting: other than the crashed chopper I never saw anyone get killed.  A-Team shooting I guess?
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« Reply #24 on: May 21, 2010, 03:01:58 AM »

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Interesting about the fake gun. I remember I had a dream once where my grandmother had a stache of guns in case of emergencies. And when we found ourselves on an island with dinosaurs that seemed to qualify, but all the guns just shot nerf bullets. Twas weird.


Okay, so I had a dream last night that I was trying to invade some complex or other (I think by the name of Williams). At first it was in third person and I think I was trying to attract attention by teleporting us up the line. I don't remember quite where that went, but next I remember was just outside the actual complex. I was waiting for a break in the incoming members so I could sneak to the side and get in through a window, but someone actually came from the other direction and I had to hide. However there was no where to hide and I ended up trying out an 'ignore me' spell and lay down in the grass next to a hedge. (tiny hedge, no way you could hide in or behind it) The other fifteen or so people ALSO trying to sneak in did a much worse job than I did but the passerby didn't notice any of us. That didn't say much for my spell, but the other 15 not noticing me did. One of them even lay on top of me.

So of course I realized I didn't need to bother waiting for a break in onlookers and just walked over, somehow acquiring a partner on the way. Inside were a whole lot more people looking for an actual way in. After a bit of exploring my partner suggested we go up, so I teleported him up a floor and then proceeded to use my newfound gravity powers to walk up a nearby wall. When I got to where I wanted, I looked at my target and changed gravity in that direction and jumped! Let me tell you, gravity flying is kind of difficult. From what I figured out in the dream, I have to be able to focus on a target in order to accelerate that way which is difficult with the sky in the dark. Also you can't anti-accelerate or decelerate. This means I'd often find myself shooting past my targets, or sometimes even into them. But regardless...

Skipping past the mishaps and dead ends, I found myself in a room with a spiraling (square spiral) staircase suspended in midair. It started shaking so I instantly threw up the 'ignore me' spell and threw myself into a corner against a wall. A woman in a catsuit landed in the middle of the room and shouted, "Don't Move!" and proceeded to throw ninja stars into the wall I was leaning against. I threw up a shield (another spontaneously acquired power) and closed my eyes hoping she wouldn't notice me or hit me by accident. I felt a few collide with the edges of my shield and slide sideways, but I'm not sure a direct impact would have held. When she stopped I opened my eyes and she looked at me and said, "He moved," and then walked out the door we came in.

When I looked over at my partner, he was quite definitely dead. I'd be sadder if I knew who he was :/. Anyway, apparently she overkilled him and the extra damage had to go somewhere cause when I looked down I saw a GBA with a picture of a unicorn on it and a rainbow health bar that was slowly decreasing. I tried to give myself the power to heal by turning MYSELF into a unicorn (digital so I could 'heal' the machine) but it didn't work and neither did my attempt to outright heal the unicorn. I was then struck with the brilliant idea of savepoints so I turned off the machine and tried to turn it on again, but it required the unicorn's cellphone to input a password. I abruptly remembered (don't ask me how, dream logic doesn't really make much sense) him leaving his bag and a cellphone behind a bush outside so I left and flew out on my way, having to dodge an inordinate amount of telephone wires. I managed to find the bag and phone by comparing their location to my car, but it was getting dark so not only did I have trouble finding the complex again, I had trouble actually flying. The dream left off with me asking various people for directions on how to find the complex again.
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« Reply #25 on: May 22, 2010, 07:28:27 AM »

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I Finally have something to share it seems. (I copied this almost-directly from my FA journal today, but revised it here a bit more)

You all know those cheap Sci-Fi (guess it's SyFy now) horror specials with huge gators and such?

I had a dream that was a rather vivid and not-so-cheap one with piranhas...in New York City.

 Now, this was one of those dreams that seems like it takes forever, and there was plenty of plot development and shenanigans like silly radio-DJs (and me playing a weird 3-D Zelda game on an NES Inside the same movie-dream). But then, the first main group of characters trudges through a flooded subway or whatever it was. find it creepy, then they leave and the Next group of characters comes into the same one(including myself) and within 5 minutes everyone except me was ripped apart by whatever was in the water. Then there was me, scared [poo]less, on a mini-sewer island, scared out of my flippin mind. Really, my mind envisioned some pretty good gore in that scene. such as feet being ripped off or someone crawling up to me with bloody stumps for legs. Oh, and I didn't say this in my journal, but they killed a sewer-gator as well right before my group-mates.Surprised Gray Fox

Anyway, I never figure out what happens to the handsome rouge seeing as how I woke myself up in fright, but being the protagonist I probably survived.

So..., nice to finally be worthy of the weird-dreams thread.  Happy Gray Fox

I've also never been to New York, I guess that since everything else movie/game wise is my mind decided to go there as well.
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« Reply #26 on: June 05, 2010, 11:14:58 AM »

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Things started more or less normal when we were all going to go shopping with my mom’s family.  Their living in Louisiana of course meant there were swamps everywhere, so we ended up driving down a freeway bridge straight through a swamp, in the middle of which was this new shopping center that was oddly spread out.  We got out, fan out, and promptly spaced out, in more ways than one.  For suddenly we all forgot about shopping and found ourselves aboard some interstellar colony ship that had all its occupants indoctrinated in some kind of bizarre cult.  We never figured out just what exactly what was bizarre about them as the dream left me only with the impression that if they found us they were going to eviscerate us alive or something we were discovered. 

Turned out they were having some big ritual where they affirmed their indoctrination in a central chamber of the ship, which for some strange reason resembled a department store.  My father informs me that in 15 minutes a bomb would be set off that would destroy the ship, but before that could happen I was informed I had to steal something from their big department store chamber, while they were communing and partaking of their cult stuff.  So I meander around, looking for something to pilfer and all the while not get caught doing so, and the whole time I just can’t make up my mind about what I want to steal.  I look for a video game section of the “store” but find no such thing; I end up wandering between a carpet section and a section where they sell cups and stuff.  Despite my instructions, I feel there isn’t anything here I actually want to steal, plus I’m getting increasingly nervous  that the cultists are going to ask me why I keep wandering about the same spot every two minutes. 

I promptly exit “the store” and go looking for my family so we can skedaddle off the ship and blow it to kingdom come.  There are few people in the huge corridors, but when I spot my dad he begins inexplicably shouting at the top of his lungs that everything is ready and we can blow the ship up now.  I make frantic cutting notions and hiss through my teeth trying to get him to shut up.  Quickly I decide that I have to bolt immediately and I end up turning a corridor and ending up in Willy Wonka’s chocolate factory (the Johnny Depp version).

Willy isn’t in a very talkative mood and directs me away, but not long after I’m accosted by several men who not so subtly instruct me to surrender and get into a car with them.  They mention something about some new fillings in my molars (fillings that I suddenly miraculously have).  An element of genre savviness leads me to instead bolt and I run across a college campus, running over students carrying books, and somehow I end up losing my pursuers.  By now the dream has adopted a very Sixth Day sort of feel, going so far that I’m thinking that this is the sequel to said movie, and the antagonist (despite the fact that they all the bad guys… well, died in that movie) is out to get me and his sending his cloned goons, yet I have no idea why.  For some reason Willy Wonka is the best person to ask and I find him not in his factory but behind the desk of a fairly well off candy shop in a mall.  He mentions offhand my dental fillings and says that they have extraordinary and proprietary secrets in their manufacture, and that the bad guys therefore want them.  Unfortunately, in perhaps the most bizarre rape of logic my dreams have every produced, the laws of physics have changed so that the fillings can’t be removed, not without killing me, so in order for the bad guys to obtain them I have to be removed from the picture. 

Somewhat shaken, I leave though not without purchasing a huge lollipop, and I sneak off trying to think of some way to save my hide.  Then, it hits me in the form of bizarre clairvoyance that informs me that the bad guys’ corporate headquarters doesn’t have flood insurance.  Excellent!  I can just burst the giant Hoover-esque Dam that sits upriver, flood them out and whoever isn't killed will see the company go completely bankrupt!.  Nevermind the fact that it’s in the middle of a city with millions of people in it, I have antagonists to drown!  However as I’m driving up to the dam I meet a road block in the form of a Borg invasion that’s springing from the middle of the highway.  And then I wake up.
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*awards Radioactive Toast with the crazy dream of the month award*

I mean wow... just... wow. That's even worse than most of MY dreams. At least they generally have a coherent plot line O_o
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« Reply #28 on: June 08, 2010, 08:16:01 PM »

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Anndddd.... I just had my own crazy to follow dream ^.^;

The dream started in Australia with an airplane flight to New York with three other passengers. The first was in the seat in front of me trying to be involved. I didn't like him much and was trying to ignore him for the most part. Sitting immediately to my left was a girl who seemed to be happy at the idea of going to New York with the guy sitting to HER left, presumably her boyfriend. This was the only one of the three I really cared about, though I cannot recall why. I'm not sure when the plane became a train but we were soon circling around the statue of liberty when guy I cared about started trying to gently break the news that he had been to New York before. The girl next to me was furious at him for going without her and I end up leaving all three of them behind.

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I make it back to home where there's a raging storm (starting with a blizzard and ending with rain) and a family friend, Cinders calls to say that she can't meet me for the day, but can I look after her kids for ten minutes or so while she does something really important. I head over and get stuck at college avenue (where I go to college... it's on the way to her house) because of a very long fence at the edge of a cliff and the only way through is an apartment with a confusing layout. Unsurprisingly (to me) I ended up in an old woman's house. She sees me and calls out to stop me. Realizing my mistake, I embarrassingly turn around with my suit case and start leaving before she intercepts me and directs me through the proper route out. It seems this is a rather common occurance and she's well used to it by now. As I left she muttered something about wanting the government to fix the thing.

I quickly found myself at a bar where I get another call from Cinders saying to hurry up so I hire a girl of pirate persuasion to help me get there (after all, I had to get across the river). While I wait for the time to pass (she told me to meet her at a certain time) I decided to get a drink at the bar (soda if you must know) and overheard a couple a table over talking about their child. I volunteered some advice to them and then they left. At this point I proceeded to mistake my empty soda can for a shoe and try to put it on. Perhaps the most astonishing part about this is that while cramped, I was successful in this endeavor.

So I left the bar at 6:25 (actually that's when I got there as well, I think I might have been late) to meet the pirate girl on a pirate ship. She was very annoyed at me for some reason I cannot recall (but it might have been that I was late), but I do seem to remember it involved a scarf of some sorts. She then directed my attention overboard to a floating plastic duck with two seats on it. After a bit of trouble with the railing, I jumped over first and landed in the front seat, a moment later she jumped on behind me and we were shortly on our way. It was not long before we felt a sudden weight and then we promptly sunk. Looking up I saw that we were being assailed by a very large man. That is to say it was a rather normal looking old teenager and we were suddenly children (I did say 'shortly' didn't I?).

I can only surmise he was trying to interfere with the race so we wouldn't come in first. The pirate girl was stuck, but I flailed at the fellow and was able to strike him in the neck paralyzing him long enough for me to reach the surface and get another breath of air before being dragged back under. This time I struck his neck several times and left him floating vaguely at the bottom as I resurfaced to the concerned faces of a bunch of people who seemed to know the pirate girl. I never did make it across the river by the time I woke up...

Somewhere in all of this (or it may have been another dream) I found myself swinging on invisible monkey bars that I created out of air. There was a lot more to this scene but unfortunately I am unable to remember.
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« Reply #29 on: July 22, 2010, 11:00:05 PM »

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I frequently (maybe once a month or so) have dreams where my teeth are fragile and start breaking apart for no reason at all or dreams where I have class but I've forgotten for a while and I'm in danger of failing because I haven't done any of the assignments or there's a big project/test coming up that I'm not ready for at all. Now from what I know of dreams these are actually pretty frequent and are supposed to mean that a person is stressed. I know I always wake up from these dreams relieved to find that my teeth are perfectly strong or to remember I'm not in school just at the moment, etc, but I still have to wonder what I can possibly be stressed about. As a general rule of thumb I don't stress about anything except maybe for short periods of time when I've got a bunch of stuff to do at once. So why do I keep getting stress dreams?
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