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The dream diary topic |
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AthenaWyrm |
Nov 15 2010, 04:51 AM
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Something involving travelling the country by bus/train, going on vacation and buying a catgirl (who I seem to be allergic to), getting ridiculed in math via some constant of .307464/2, and my friend using his guitar as a fiddle and then digging a well.
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Malice no Kokushi |
Nov 16 2010, 10:54 PM
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This time my dream was about losing my keys while lost in some place I've never been to before.
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TallyMeBanango |
Nov 20 2010, 07:02 AM
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In one part of the dream, the microSD of the R4 and the R4 itself popped out of the DS and snapped (and the R4 was shaped more like a box). There was wire inside where it snapped for some reason, so I had hope for it.
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lightningdude |
Nov 20 2010, 08:31 PM
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My dream from a night ago had my great grandmother in it. It was pretty confusing and I'm going to make it even more so; she was in a wheelchair and we were walking around inside a mall with my grandmother. I don't remember what stores we actually went into, but there were a few.
At one point, my great grandmother's clone appeared quite a ways away from us; my grandmother went back the way we just came to go and get her while me and the non-clone took a shorter path. I remember there being a sense of massive urgency, like if we didn't get there in time something bad was going to happen to the clone.
We were going down some kind of escalator type steps, except these were made for wheelchair access. There was a middle point in these steps that was blocked off by a bunch of chairs; I was in a hurry so I shouted, "Who the fuck put these chairs here?!" and started throwing them out of the way.
Eventually we reached the clone, who was doing... something. Me, my great grandmother and some guy who started following us along the way just stood there acting extremely disappointed.
All I can really remember from last night's dream was Sauce talking about being in a tent with some gay guys.
This post has been edited by Enzd: Nov 20 2010, 08:34 PM
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These broken hearts are left with scars Because of your lies And all this time, it feels like I'm Chasing shadows at midnight.
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Xephyr |
Nov 22 2010, 01:20 AM
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Something something I was in a Chinese taco store that I knew and I was thinking about getting a job, so I asked them. I also asked if I could have an extra large chicken fajita and they gave me one that was already made (I wondered, "Didn't someone order that, though?"). The "extra large" came in the form of big pieces of chicken. It was kind of hard to eat.
I moved to a new home (by myself, I think). My mom was there, though I don't remember if she was living with me. I don't remember in-between, but at some point I was coming home.
I walked into a grocery store on the way home to get some food because I was worried about not having enough food at home (which is a semi-concern in real life, since I'm lazy about cooking). So I got a pack of white Oreos (wtf?) for 4.99. The price of the last guy's purchase was like 5.43, so I assumed there was tax. I put the Oreos on the counter and I noticed, they weren't white, they were peanut butter (had this weird logo that was like Reses P-something with e's which I assumed was Spanish). The price was 5.44 (thought: the previous guy must've bought two things that totaled to 4.98), and I gave him a five and a one. He started counting change, and then was like, "Well, this is too much trouble. I'll just let you have it for this much." I thanked him and walked out, on the way realizing, "Wait, did he just rip me off? Wait, he did!" but not being assertive enough to go back ("I'll just get credit next time, I guess. Besides, it's less than a dollar."). Besides, I had like three bagels, for some reason.
I ate one of the bagels on the way, dropped another (:(, but I took the bottom off and ate the top which didn't touch the floor), and was eating the third when I got home.
I walked into my home, and I knew my friends from school (a little Indian kid, a fat Chinese guy, and possibly another) were there sometimes (possibly because they were there earlier in the dream). While still in the entryway before the door to where they were, someone whispered to me that the fat Chinese guy hated me now. I was sad, and I didn't expect him to be there, but he was anyway (they were playing some sort of card game). I don't remember what happened then.
During this, a chubby Hispanic man walked in through the front door on my cell phone, and I was like, "HEY!" He said something in Spanish, including "por favor", and I followed him, telling him to get out. He came out of the bathroom and walked out the back door (which seems to open to a big common yard with other people) and I caught him and yelled at him about not going into people's houses and using their bathrooms without even asking.
He appealed to this boss-looking Hispanic guy (wearing a shiny purple/yellow holo suit) and the boss said to him, "Did you make sure to follow The Rules?" "Yes." "Did you put everything in a plastic container?" "Uh, yes." (Wait, I didn't see him do this!) "Did you ask if you could enter?" "Yes." Me: "He didn't!" (then remembering that he said "por favor" but I didn't understand Spanish, and besides, I said for him to get out!) "Well, then, it's fine." Me: "Hey! What about what I have to say?" He started walking away.
I had an umbrella for some reason, which I had started spinning and swinging semi-threateningly during the above exchange, so I attacked (one of them) with it. I don't think I hit him really hard (hitting several times), though I think I tried. But I did impress myself with the attacks.
The guy had a shiny stick and defended himself (and I thought, "Great, I've been wanting a fight for a looong time. I haven't fought in years. Years? Yeah, probably outside of home I haven't had a real fight since high school), and then I think some henchmen joined the fight, but I was better than them and was, again, impressed by my skill.
During this I woke up and I remembered the last part of the dream being drawn like Hayate the Combat Butler.
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Buddhu |
Nov 22 2010, 08:10 PM
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Sara and I were about to do a race or something, and she apologized for not being talkative enough during our stay at...I guess somewhere in Europe for the race. I believe before then there were some adventures, but I don't remember. Anyways, the race started, and we were in third, but we couldn't get in first place, so we took a detour that was haunted. So we ended up in some haunted house and ran into some ghost of an old woman. She was a bit threatening at first, but she wanted to help in some way or another, but we had to do some incantation to rip her out of the house. We had to go, so she handed us a piece of paper with the incantation written on it. So once we got out we had no way of losing, and we won the race. Afterwards...i'm not sure how this logic works, but the old woman was alive or something, but she had re-died recently, and we couldn't read her incantation because a square was cut into it removing some things. She read them out loud, the missing parts, and they came back. Something like...aur...an m.c. m.ml. Or something. I also noticed another book around, regarding a great war. For some reason I considered that the old woman in the mansion was actually around during this great demon war or something, happening in the 1200~1400s. One of them opened a portal to the great war. I didn't try it. Suddenly I realized something like "OH FUCK SCHOOL" and I woke up.
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Air conditioners are just glorified refrigerators.
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