dreams thread

[Black Watch]

I "experienced" death in a dream a few days ago.
I was basically on some sort of train with my sister and then I said "Okay, I'm gonna die now" and then everything went black, I was in some sort of void and could "somehow breathe", I then opened my left eye and then woke up.
I fucking hate my dreams they're never really interesting.

 

[UID295Apidae]

in my dreams my intrusive thoughts take hold and all I dream about is things I try to rid my mind of, and I see it in perfect clarity too. Things I would've loved to see now my shame

 

[UID295Apidae]

in my dreams my intrusive thoughts take hold and all I dream about is things I try to rid my mind of, and I see it in perfect clarity too. Things I would've loved to see now my shame

Like for example I see furpoopa anthro s in enough detail that I could draw what they look like. I've been trying to drop my pornography drawing addiction for years and this is the first time I've gotten ideas this vivid and it's right when I'm really putting in a concentrated effort to stop. The Unseen Warfare humbles me everyday as I learn that I myself am very weak when it comes to warding off these things. I have to beat my thighs sometimes to get the voices to stop

 

[Hunky Twinky Sex Machine]

I had a dream where i was sentenced to jail for no reason and i had to escape 5 big, black noobs with their dicks out by running through the entire prison

 

[absolutely not dino]

Like for example I see furpoopa anthro s in enough detail that I could draw what they look like. I've been trying to drop my pornography drawing addiction for years and this is the first time

is this oscari

 

[Soyspotter]

The noob I used to be good buddies with who turned out to be a fuggen jardeecuck appears in my dreams at least once a week and I'm getting sick of it, I tried cutting him out of my life because I couldn't stand him anymore and now I see him basically every other night.

 

[_account]

Am I the only sane person in this whole damn thread?

 

[Hunky Twinky Sex Machine]

Am I the only sane person in this whole damn thread?

No one is truly sane.

 

[_account]

No one is truly sane.

Fair enough

 

[Dagonet]

I forgot

 

[ATWA ya dig?]

I dreamt that me and some friends were raiding a house, and it started off as just airsoft larps but turned in to a real raid.
The dream is kind of hazy, but I remember yelling at people (I think there were 3) to get down, and I ziptied one.
I was standing next to another guy who was kneeling and for some reason he wasn't cooperating and I just stood next to him instead of throwing him on the ground.
I had a rifle pointed at him, and decided to grab a pistol from my jacket pocket instead, but when I went to grab it he started to pull out a gun and I shot him. I remember being upset about it, like in a "why the fuck did you have to do that?!" way. I don't remember much else.

I had another dream but I can't remember it for the life of me. It was a mix of watching breaking bad with some fat asian women, but it was completely different scenes from the actual show. then I was in some big wooden building in the woods and I thiiiink it was a torture room, but all I remember is this giant baby crib and I think it was supposed to rock back and forth violently as a torture method? No idea. I was either investigating or part of a robbery, and I woke up to a video about the bomb-vest bank robbery and I know parts of the video were bleeding in to my dream. I specifically remember the part about the woman involved telling police about buying two kitchen timers and the mention that police believed her because they hadn't released that info to the public. That was kind of cool, because I heard that part what seemed like a long time during the breaking bad section of the dream, which seemed so much longer before the later half of the dream, but I rewound the video when I woke up and it was only a minute prior to when I woke up. I know that time is stretched out in dreams, but it's always cool when I see it first hand.

 

[ATWA ya dig?]

I don't remember much else.

I do remember that when I pulled the "pistol" out, it was just this weird object, like a black plastic "brass knuckle-looking" handle with a flat metal piece, like something

 

[ATWA ya dig?]

I had a dream that my yard was huge and we had these gallons of gasoline that we needed to get rid of.
I took them to a garage and burned them there. It exploded, but it didn't hurt me or catch anything on fire.

 

[ATWA ya dig?]

I had another dream of some marshal law type shit where we had to evacuate to some weird facility that was mixed with my old highschool. We walked up about 6 stories of stairs, and I was carrying my nephew or sometimes letting him walk and keeping an eye on him. It was really "industrial" looking, and when we got to the top it was a normal highschool, as if we were the only one's evaluating. I even walked into the cafeteria by accident.
We eventually walked into where we were supposed to be taking shelter, and it was a huge arcade. In the dream, I felt that we had that exact arcade in my old school, and I was surprised it all looked the same (looking back it doesn't remind me of any arcade I've ever been to).

 

[ATWA ya dig?]

My first dream of the night was walking into my house after work on Christmas and not seeing anyone. Every inch of the house was decorated and the walls were painted red. Upon walking around and all the way upstairs (it was about 4 stories for some reason) I got to a room with a Christmas tree and a few presents and figured they did most of Christmas without waiting for me.
As I walked back down, my family was downstairs and my mom said to my nephew "why don't you tell uncle ___ who the Christmas party is for?" And he said "it's your Christmas party uncle ___!"
I don't remember after that

 

[UID295Apidae]

is this oscari

Yes this is the real oscari real

 

[ATWA ya dig?]

I went back to bed after this dream so I forgot most of it, but I remember that it was extremely vivid, long, and painful.
It started with some shootout at a park for some reason, and I remember getting shot in my left bicep. It hurt like hell, and I could see the bullet hole both in my arm and where it tore through my shirt. Throughout the dream, I had these stimpak things, and I could feel it everytime I injected them (always in my right thigh).
We did a few other "jobs" and got into more gunfights, but I can't remember much.

We were finally out of "the game" and trying to go into hiding with a ton of money and some guns, but we saw some old cop with his dog. I recognized him, and I knew he would recognize us if he saw us and pull us over, so we crashed into him to turn ourselves in and avoid whoever we were on the run from.

As we were surrendering, another truck pulled up and a few guys hopped out. One had a chainsaw, and apparently none of us had guns at this point.
I remember seeing this gasoline hedgetrimmer, and I remember hesitating because I didn't want the cop to kill me for running off and grabbing a weapon, but I figured he probably wouldn't make it anyway, so I ran for it.

I'm pretty sure I grabbed it before the fighting started, but I also remember trying to slash the chainsaw guy with a knife and having him dig the chainsaw into my arm (again, it hurt like hell). I also remember trying to stab someone else and them slashing me with a big slab of glass. I fucked off to heal both times.

At some point, I did have the hedge trimmer, and I pretty graphically killed the chainsaw guy with it.

The last thing I remember was a flash forward where my partner and I were catching up after splitting up. I don't recommend what we talked about, but at the end he walked off, and I knew we'd never see eachother again

 

[shipment]

The whole dream was full of dark blues, blacks, and greys, real dreary. I was sat in my schools library. I looked down to the left of my seat to spot my brothers GAA bag with the sawed-off pump action shotgun inside. I then looked around the room only to find that the usual crowd was only one girl facing away. So I quietly grabbed the gun from the bag, stood up from my chair, walked across the room over to her, raised it, pressed my finger on the trigger, and I kid you fucking not the front of the barrel shot out water like a spritzer bottle. She just turned around and asked me what I was doing. All tension broke immediately so threw a hand back while still staring at her to scramble in my backpack for anything that'll kill her. Nothing. So I stepped back wide-eyed and bolted out the room only to find my entire school was both empty and changed in layout. I took some bombs out my backpack and blew up some lockers but it was a complete waste of time seeing as I was the only person here. I then thought that maybe, seeing as the gun was a dud, I could legally weasel my way out of this, but then I woke up.

 

[ATWA ya dig?]

I had a dream where it looked like my work, but it was fuses with an aquarium and we were being investigated because a dolphin killed someone.
I also had my dogs with me running around, and my step sister worked with me.
I also remember using a tire to roll something heavy around. Or whatever. Pretty cool I guess.

I also had a dream where some new user joined, started a DM with me and someone else, and said that they were positive that one of us had to be a Goldberg alt. My rebuttal was that I'm too white, can grow a full beard, and I'm not fat or bald enough.

 

[Juaco_2]

i had a dream last night where it was Christmas at my family home. everyone was on the couch watching tv and they had a shitload of Christmas decorations near a fireplace. then it caught on fire and i was frantically running back from the kitchen and to the area w/ water in a bowl to put out the flames. they kept saying i was overreacting as more and more Christmas decorations and gifts were burning up. i vividly remember this cute sloth stuffed animal succumbing to the flames as it was right next to the fireplace. the family finally turned off the fireplace but by then the dream ended.