elfenears
Rockabilly Queen
Potential Futures, its all possible
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Aug 17, 2006 17:30:38 GMT
Post by elfenears on Aug 17, 2006 17:30:38 GMT
Last night I had a quite weird dream. I was in London with my friends Katie and Natasha, who live there, and we were going to a club when they said they had to go do karate (which they don't even do because they do like ballet and stuff...) and so I went along with them but then these people there chased me to the club we were going to go to and I had to escape them. Then next thing I know, its daytime, there's snow everywhere and I'm walking up the high street in our town trying to find my way back to Oxford street. There were roadworks on the road so I asked one of the workers had to get there and he told me I had to turn back and then turn left at the bottom of the high street. So I did and somehow ended up in a car with Russell Brand and someone off of XFM.... they dropped me off at Tasha's and then I woke up very confused
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RAND_AL'THOR
It's a cat wearing a tiny hat, and you can never unsee that.
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Aug 19, 2006 17:49:18 GMT
Post by RAND_AL'THOR on Aug 19, 2006 17:49:18 GMT
All I remember from a dream I had last night is the following:
I was back at my University for the fall semester, and I was walking around campus. (This fact has nothing to do with the rest of the dream; it is just setting things up) Then reality seemed to shimmer and become distorted around me. Next thing I knew, I was still on campus, but everything looked radically different. The campus lay in ruins, wrecks of cars and buildings scattered the landscape. Walls had broken down, and the sky was shaded a nasty shade of orange. I walked around, and found a shuttle bus driving through the ruined roads of the campus. But the bus had no wheels. I boarded the bus, and took my seat. I stepped off at a complex, technologicaly advanced city. Looking around, and asking around, I learned the current year to be 3126. I couldn't believe what I was seeing or hearing. I found some computer terminals, and accessed historical information pertaining to my time. Apparently, throughout the first decade of the 21st century, there were numerous reportings of people just disappearing. I walked away, and mingled through the crowd. Every once in a while, I would encounter, surprisingly, someone I knew from my own time. They would see me, and run to me. They were either younger or somewhat older than I was. Turns out they were taken at various points in the timeline and all brought to this point in time. I told them all that I was from the year 2006. Those that were younger than me wondered what life was like in what, to them, was the future, as well. We worked together to try to find a way back. In the end, we discovered that the process that brought us here only worked one way; there was no way back to our own points in time. And, furthermore, we started to learn there was some deep conspiracy behind our abductions.
And then I woke up.
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Aug 21, 2006 14:27:43 GMT
Post by Surreptitious Cardboard Box on Aug 21, 2006 14:27:43 GMT
Holy shmoly! You should write a horror story, using all these dreams of yours, Rand!
Last night, the only dream I remember having is one where my old history teacher, Lanks (Miss. Lankester), who in real life is really nice, asked me a question to which I had no idea what the answer was. Myself and several others in the classroom (including the girl sat next to me - I've no idea who it was) pointed out that we had never been taught that particular thing but she told us to shut up, then a guy called James Neuhaus, who at school, is a bit of a nerd, put his hand up and gave the correct answer. In real life, however, Neuhaus was never in my history class. Then Lanks asked some more questions of people and I realised that i didn't know the answer to any of them. We were supposed to be recapping what we had already learnt in our King Henry VII module but for some reason, none of the questions were related - one was asked of my friend Rosie (the fishy member on here) about the shape of the leaf formation around a plum on a plum tree which Rosie got right and then she got into an argument with Lanks.
Basically, the dream was hurtful and slightly menacing.. *sob sob* But I won't hold it against her.
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RAND_AL'THOR
It's a cat wearing a tiny hat, and you can never unsee that.
Posts: 280
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Aug 23, 2006 23:02:13 GMT
Post by RAND_AL'THOR on Aug 23, 2006 23:02:13 GMT
Holy shmoly! You should write a horror story, using all these dreams of yours, Rand! A horror story, huh?
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Aug 28, 2007 11:03:59 GMT
Post by Surreptitious Cardboard Box on Aug 28, 2007 11:03:59 GMT
Two nights ago, I had quite a few horrible dreams, including one that involved my cat, Coco. She was tiny, smaller than a regular kitten, and maybe about the same size as an apple. I was carrying her, and we were at my house, but loads of my family was there too. Anyway, I showed her to my aunt, seeing as both my cats used to belong to her, but then Coco managed to get away. She turned into a stick insect and started moving around the room with me chasing after her. The whole time, I was just really worried that I would accidentally squash her, because then that would be the end of Coco. I managed to catch her in the end, but she never turned back into a cat . Another of the dreams that I had that night for some reason started with maybe fifty students from my yeargroup at school coming to my house and all coming inside. Now, this was my 'house in my dreams' (not my 'dream house'. My dream house most certainly would not provide my brother with two bedrooms, when I still only get one), and my house in my dreams is very large, with a long gravel driveway and really really large greenhouse to the side (and in this particular dream, a small water factory or something just down the driveway). Anyway, I asked all these students why the hell they were in my house, and they said that apparently we all had to work on some project for one of our subjects (even though most of us don't take that subject in real life). I had no choice but to go with them to do this, but then my family turned up in the car, so I went out to explain to them that I was sorry but apparently I had to go to the school to work on this project. The dream then shifted to myself and some dream friends (I don't know who they were) walking down my gravel driveway, and for some reason, entering the water factory building, or whatever it was. We went in there, and the workers let us through (I'm assuming because it was part of my family's property), and for some reason, we needed to use the toilets in there. I came out of the toilet, and slowly, all my friends used it too. There was this large pool of water right next to the little room with the toilet, a bit like a swimming pool, but used for some sort of research, or something. I went round one corner of the pool and started going down some steps, when I noticed on my left, between myself and the pool, one of those stands that they use at the reception part of a restaurant, where the waiters see what table number you're at, if you booked a table, and then later where you pay. For some reason, the inane conclusion "oh, they use this place as a cafe during the day, then" came to me, and I reached out to look at the cash register and the notebook, when suddenly I heard my friends shouting, from towards the back of the pool, where I had just come from. One of my friends was crouched over this hatch in the floor which they had just started to open, and two other friends were standing on either side of him, the one on his right shouting, "no, you idiot, don't open that!" The person opening the hatch thought that that was where you wash your hands (what. an. idiot. : , but as soon as the hatch fully opened, fear and panic washed over me and I was rooted to the spot. Water came gushing out, throwing my friend backwards into the pool, and we all suddenly realised that the hatch had been an entrance into the sea and that it was sea water that was now gushing (and I mean gushing into the room. My two other friends started to scream as they saw the thrown-back one struggling in the pool. I saw them try to reach for him and I ran. I hoped they didn't think I was running because I was afraid and cowardly, though, for I was actually running to the next room where the scientist worker people were. I told them what had happened, and they were all heroes; they rushed back up to the pool room and some of them tried to close the hatch again before we all got flooded out and drowned, while others tried to rescue my friend that was in the pool. That's all I remember, though. I think I woke up at that point. Last night I had quite a few scary dreams. The one I remember most involved my friend Charlotte being a vampire. We were in this house, and there was her, myself, and three other humans. The three others did something to hurt or anger Charlotte, and so she killed them all, and I remember trying to escape from the house. Then the scene shifted and she and I were in my house. I had some control over her, to an extent; I think some part of her remembered that she used to be my friend when she was a human, so I managed to get her to do the things I said, occasionally, but always inside was this knowing feeling that she would eventually kill me. Anyway, she wanted to drink from my brother, who was in his room, so she went up there, but I wouldn't let her, so I managed to get her out of the room. Then my uncle phoned to say that he was on his way over for some reason, even though he lives down in Kent, and Charlotte took the call and for some reason he didn't even ask who she was. I tried to tell him not to come to the house, but she wouldn't let me, and ended the call before I got the chance. Then my dad called to say that he was on his way home, and once again did not even question why Charlotte was answering the phone. I managed to get hold of the other phone, though, and went up to my brother's room again, where one of my cats was also. I was just about to call my dad to tell him not to come home, when I heard voices from downstairs. I left the room and discovered that my uncle had already arrived. I started to run down the stairs as Charlotte let him through the front door, and I yelled, "John, no! Don't bring the children in!" and then the dream ended, and I jumped awake, really scared.
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Crypto
Elite Exorcist
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Aug 28, 2007 19:22:39 GMT
Post by Crypto on Aug 28, 2007 19:22:39 GMT
Im Sure I Had A Dream About Pokemons and then i had to kill people with a Gun to save Something that resembles a Pokemons.
Think Ricchy Was In It Too...
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Aug 29, 2007 9:12:21 GMT
Post by Surreptitious Cardboard Box on Aug 29, 2007 9:12:21 GMT
I don't remember any of the dreams I had last night, but I'm pretty sure that the one I woke up from was quite scary.
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Otzlowe
Enigmatic Horror
How many miles to heaven? I think I'm getting close.
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Aug 29, 2007 21:30:05 GMT
Post by Otzlowe on Aug 29, 2007 21:30:05 GMT
Aww crap. I had a horrible dream two nights ago, and an odd one last night.
Two Nights ago, apparently I was thinking about how disgusting some things could be, and how I hate the feel of certain things under my feet. So... my dream consisted of me miraculously stepping on every disgusting thing I could ever think of, and I wanted to cry.
This past night, I was wondering if I liked a girl, I asked my friend about it and what not, and since then I've been wondering still. (Though, I'm fairly sure I'm just being lonely, as per me.) I happened to have a weird dream where a whole bunch of us people from school were sent to work at this odd shop, and she happened to be one of the main people working there as well. I don't really remember specifics beside the fact that the whole dream completely consisted of doing menial tasks in a store, and occasionally having odd conversations with the others working there... >.>
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Aug 30, 2007 11:20:32 GMT
Post by lycoris on Aug 30, 2007 11:20:32 GMT
I'm trying to avoid playing The Darkness and Trauma Center because I had a dream where my two older brothers died.
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Sept 17, 2007 15:50:36 GMT
Post by Surreptitious Cardboard Box on Sept 17, 2007 15:50:36 GMT
I had several weird dreams last night. In the first, I arrived at school in the morning, and found some of my friends, but I was wondering where Frances was, so one of my friends went and found her for me. Then Frances was gone, and Zach Braff was kind of in her place. He was my boyfriend. What happened next is between he and I . Funnily enough, that was a happy dream. Then I had one were extremist 'Muslim' terrorists were taking over our country. For some reason, my parents, nan and I were in this house in Croydon, and I noticed some terrorists in all the gardens surrounding ours, then in our garden. My dad and nan were in another room, but my mum and I were going to try and escape through a window, but when I turned around, I saw that two terrorists were already in the room, and had apprehended my mum. i refused to go and just leave her, and knew that I probably wouldn't escape anyway, so I went over and took her hand, and the main terrorist guy was asking all these questions like "what do you regret most, knowing that you will die so young?" (what a git, rubbing salt into the wound like that!). They were actually (and I had totally accepted this, and realised that it was weird how I was talking it so calmly) going to shoot us, no question about it. But then I sort of willed myself to wake (I'm surprisingly concious in my dreams), so fortunately we weren't killed. I've never died in a dream before, so I find it really weird when loads of people tell me about how they've died or watched themselves die (I've never had a dream in the third person, either, i.e. watched myself doing things). Next, I had another nice dream, I think, although obviously not as good as having Zach Braff as a boyfriend ^^.
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Otzlowe
Enigmatic Horror
How many miles to heaven? I think I'm getting close.
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Sept 17, 2007 21:31:16 GMT
Post by Otzlowe on Sept 17, 2007 21:31:16 GMT
Dying dreams happen a lot when people feel anxious. I get them occasionally, but... not recently. It'd be weird if all my dreams were in first-person though. When I dream, my perspective kind of floats in and out of first and third, almost as if I'm just the conscious 'soul' of my dreaming body in said dream, that's more aware of things. Fun stuff.
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Sept 18, 2007 6:15:15 GMT
Post by Richard El Britannia on Sept 18, 2007 6:15:15 GMT
Dying dreams happen a lot when people feel anxious. I get them occasionally, but... not recently. It'd be weird if all my dreams were in first-person though. When I dream, my perspective kind of floats in and out of first and third, almost as if I'm just the conscious 'soul' of my dreaming body in said dream, that's more aware of things. Fun stuff. You know, I've only ever had first person dreams. I've never actually seen myself in a dream, ever.
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Sept 18, 2007 14:00:54 GMT
Post by Surreptitious Cardboard Box on Sept 18, 2007 14:00:54 GMT
Yeah same. I can't understand third-person dreams, but my brother can't believe that I've never had them. I don't remember much of what I dreamed last night. I remember there was this one bit where I was on some sort of quest or something with some 'dream friends'. Then we entered the apartment of this female friend of ours (it was quite futuristic looking, I think), but she morphed into an evil beast or something, which must have been possessing her. We killed the beast, but then as it was dying, it turned back into our friend, and - horribly - we realised that our friend was dead too. She was slumped on the ground, leant back against the wall, and another of my friends was on one side of her, leaning over her body, while I was on the other side. Then, strangely, I leant over our dead friend and kissed her, like ... properly ... on the mouth. I don't know why.
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Oct 6, 2007 23:10:01 GMT
Post by lycoris on Oct 6, 2007 23:10:01 GMT
This is absolutely my weirdest one to date and I think I know what caused it. The first half I can't remember and the reason for that will become obvious. I get the feeling that it was a good dream but I'm not entirely sure because of the next part. I woke up in the sports hall at school, all tucked up, then jumped up and ran out because...I had total amnesia. That really put a downer on me when I woke up because I had to spend a couple of minutes working out that I did in fact know who I was.
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Oct 7, 2007 14:56:27 GMT
Post by Surreptitious Cardboard Box on Oct 7, 2007 14:56:27 GMT
That is odd. Scary too. Reading that gj entry of yours, though, it kind of makes sense that you dreamt about something like that.
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