Dreams

[Kaymyth she/her]

Latest visit by the Weird Dream Fairy:

 

So, the bad guy from Agents of SHIELD was there.  (Not Ward, but wossname who sent him to that place where the Bad Thing happened.)  Except that instead of being Hydra, he was a follower of Voldemort.  Or maybe he was still both.  Anyway, he was talking about the Dark Lord, calling him He Who Must Not Be Named, and going on about how bad an idea it is to say his name.  Even though this is post-HP and ol' Voldy is dead; Hydra Dude was going to try and resurrect him or something.

 

So naturally, I started singing to him about Voldy-mort's moldy warts.  Because I'm me.

[Kaymyth she/her]

OK, I know this is a double post, but seriously nobody else has posted in almost a month.

 

Last night I dreamed I was back in marching band.  I had to decide the day of the field show whether I was marching with my flute or my saxophone.  The fact that nobody knew the routine or the music only seemed to bother me a little bit.

 

The highlight, though, was having to break up a fistfight between one of my coworkers and Ryan Reynolds in the middle of the field.

[Citadel16 he/him]

I once drove a motor boat through the front door of my school and proceeded to tear up the ground of the unrealistically large front lawn while evading cops.

 

and I had a girlfriend.

 

completely unrealistic.  

[Oversleep]

Today I slept 11 hours. But I remeber only the last dream.

I was on a date with the girl I had a thing with about 4 years ago. We were in the ice cream parlor or something. I think we talked a bit but I don't remember it; then she chose something and I spent a long time reading the menu only to order three basic flavors. The next thing I remember was her getting a nice cup of ice cream and me getting a plate (???) with only mint ice cream and then waiter coming to add some kind of powder and then pouring something on it and it transformed into ice cream. I stirred it with a spoon a bit, but it didn't dissolve properly and it was crunching under my teeth. I chewed a little on it and then I said it's bad. Then my family (????) didn't believe so I let them try and then they agreed with me.

What is happening with my mind?
 

[Kobold King he/him]

Phorusrhacos, also known as the terror bird, was a very large flightless predatory bird that lived in South America during the last Ice Age. The dominant predator on the continent before the arrival of saber-toothed cats from the north, it eventually went extinct when it's megafauna prey died out, leaving the world terror bird - free.

 

Except according to my dream last night, scientists have recently unearthed a terror bird skeleton dating back to eleventh century England, wearing a battle helmet. Archaeological evidence has conclusively proven that not only did Phorusrhacos survive into the human era, but it was also domesticated, trained, and used by the Normans during the Battle of Hastings.

 

...

 

 

Like many of my dreams, this proves that my subconscious enjoys being oddly specific and scavenging from the memories of late night Wikipedia sessions.

[Quiver he/him]

I have moved from "Constant dreams of failing exams" to "Constant dreams of getting fired from my job".

Is anxiety about job security a sign of being adult?

[Kaymyth she/her]

I have moved from "Constant dreams of failing exams" to "Constant dreams of getting fired from my job".

Is anxiety about job security a sign of being adult?

 

Yep!

 

Even now, though, I sometimes have throwback dreams to trying to find where class is or something.  It's especially annoying when it's high school, but I know perfectly well how old I am and how much experience I have, and dream-me is confused as storms as to why I'm even expected to be there in the first place.

[ThirdGen]

Yep!

 

Even now, though, I sometimes have throwback dreams to trying to find where class is or something.  It's especially annoying when it's high school, but I know perfectly well how old I am and how much experience I have, and dream-me is confused as storms as to why I'm even expected to be there in the first place.

 

I had a high school dream recently.  Another of the students was Sarah Michelle Gellar, and I tried to get her interested in watching Buffy on DVD.  I think my subconscious has a meta sense of humor.

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

I had a high school dream recently.  Another of the students was Sarah Michelle Gellar, and I tried to get her interested in watching Buffy on DVD.  I think my subconscious has a meta sense of humor.

 

Did you succeed? 

[ThirdGen]

Did you succeed? 

 

I got distracted by something else and the dream sort of wandered off and did other stuff.  Sorry, no payoff.

[AliasSheep]

I had a dream about finding accomodation in a generic seaside town which I labelled Victoria, BC.  I have never visited Canada.

All the houses were tiny and no one could have possibly lived in them.  As in, most were shorter than I was and were about as long as I was tall.

We went to an outdoors shop (like Cotswolds).

I found a friend from school there.  He happened to work there.

He showed us this thing where you sleep on these magic disc things (and by magic I mean actually magic).
It wasn't big enough for the three of us so we used a bit of cardboard to make it bigger.

We slept in the middle of a supermarket.
I woke up.

 

I... I'm not quite sure why any of that happened.

[Arraenae]

In last night's dream, I was walking along a path at night, and when I looked up, I saw a gigantic moon with a yellow tint against a dark blue sky. I thought, this is what a big moon looks like. It's bigger than in the pictures.

I looked down for a second, then looked back up again. Instead of the moon, I saw shiny orange pods spread out across the sky, approaching me. Somehow, I knew this was the beginning of the fairy invasion.

Later, my brother and I snuck into the fairy base on some unofficial mission. We were supposed to recover someone's missing glove, because it was dangerous to be in the middle of a fairy war with exposed skin. To escape, we stole a fairy vehicle that was a dull green and rather small. It was very mundane and acted like a mini-car with holes for windows.

Then the fairies discovered us, and they started shooting at us. At that point, I woke up.

[Queen Elsa Steelheart she/her]

I dreamed I ate my Biology notes in a hot dog with tomato sauce.....is my brain telling me I do not  like studying?

[Sunbird she/her]

I don't think my subconscious understands how physical combat works. Like, at all. Whenever I feel endangered in my dreams (or just really angry with someone), my reaction is almost always either to slap them in the face or bite them.

[Queen Elsa Steelheart she/her]

7 hours ago, Sunbird said:

I don't think my subconscious understands how physical combat works. Like, at all. Whenever I feel endangered in my dreams (or just really angry with someone), my reaction is almost always either to slap them in the face or bite them.

When I feel endangered in my dreams I blast them with water powers

[Sunbird she/her]

I think now my brain is trying to make up for a week of weird dreams by producing extraordinarily mundane dreams.

Last night I dreamed that I was making toast for breakfast like I do every day, and when the toast popped up, the toaster spat it out so forcefully that it flew into the trash can.

[Queen Elsa Steelheart she/her]

I keep having dreams of the day I have dreamed would come (The day I go to Disney on Ice) and now that it has arrived, I'm curious to see if it turns out the way it did in my dream.

[Sunbird she/her]

4 hours ago, Queen Elsa Steelheart said:

I keep having dreams of the day I have dreamed would come (The day I go to Disney on Ice) and now that it has arrived, I'm curious to see if it turns out the way it did in my dream.

That depends on how surreal your dreams about the occasion were...

[Queen Elsa Steelheart she/her]

6 hours ago, Sunbird said:

That depends on how surreal your dreams about the occasion were...

It was better than my dream!

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

Dreamed I was in high school again. Went on a school trip to Washington, DC, where my boss was a Supreme Court justice. I wound up alone in a conference room that looked like it hadn't been redecorated since 1974, eating falafel and taking notes while Ruth Bader Ginsburg presented a slide show on heteronormativity in A New Hope. The whole time, I was sitting there writing down practically every word she said, because I was terrified that my boss-turned-Supreme-Court-justice would come in, see my notes, judge them lacking, and fire me. 

And yes. They both wore those long black robes. 

[Orlion Blight he/him]

It would appear that your dreams are indicating that you are not eating enough steamed spinach.

[The Honor Spren she/her]

When the school year was still going on my mom woke me up for seminary, but instead of getting up, I had a two minute dream about getting up and getting ready. Then when my mom came back into my room to tell me to get in the car I woke up and was really confused how I got back in bed.

[Sunbird she/her]

7 hours ago, The Honor Spren said:

When the school year was still going on my mom woke me up for seminary, but instead of getting up, I had a two minute dream about getting up and getting ready. Then when my mom came back into my room to tell me to get in the car I woke up and was really confused how I got back in bed.

That's just like a Calvin and Hobbes comic I read once. XD

A few nights ago I dreamed that I was back in my parents' house in Ohio and I kept finding all these HUGE freaky bugs. Some of them looked like normal spiders, but really big (by American standards of spider size, anyway--I'm sure all the Australian Sharders will laugh at my calling spiders 2 inches across "huge"), but others looked like the devilspawn of a mating between a chasmfiend and a Venus flytrap. I was super weirded out because I was wearing open-toed sandals and kept expecting them to crawl on my feet and bite me if I didn't watch where I was stepping like the carpet was a weeping angel.

And I know exactly where that dream came from--last week I found two separate large, freaky-looking spiders in my bedroom and bathroom, respectively, and was unable to catch them and flush them down the toilet, which is what I usually do with large freaky spiders.

[Erunion he/him]

This was a few nights ago, but it was so weird/detailed, it's stuck with me:

 

In the manner of dreams, it opened in the middle of the story. I was infiltrating a town, and went into a building. In the basement of that building (more like a cellar complex, it was a series of brick-walled rooms with a hallway) was a German WWII Tiger tank, and suddenly I 'remembered' that my mission was to destroy it. I was in a vent above the tank (which, I think, was modeled after the vents from the game Medal of Honour Allied Assault; which I haven't played since 2005ish) and knew I had to destroy it. But there were nazi patrols, so I had to be careful. 
I hopped on down, only to realize (to my horror!) that the tank wasn't empty! There was someone manning the forward mounted machine gun! 
Near panic, I dropped a pack of remote-detonating C4 (which is anachronistic if I'm fighting Nazi'sm but that's neither here nor there) behind me and rolled through the doorway, dashed down the hall (dodging machinegun fire) and dove into another of the cellars rooms. I turn towards the door, desperate (as I, apparently, am unarmed apart from explosives) as a Nazi guard takes aim at me.

But in my hand I hold the detonator! I set off the explosives, and the explosion rages through the cellar, disabling the guard and giving me a key distraction!
I escape the cellar, and go into the backyard. Of my families house - specifically the patio/pool area. Once out the back, I see a patrol of Nazi guards, and, to my utter shock, among them my father and brother in full SS regalia! 
Somehow, I manage to talk to them without alerting the other guards (I suspect a distraction and isolation worthy of Jason Bourne, but the dream didn't go into details). They are on my side! Whether I converted them from the dark side, or if they had been spies and infiltrators all along, I'll never know. My father remains in uniform and armed, and rejoins the edge of the Nazi patrol, while my brother leads me around the back of the house into a small, fenced off area (where the pool shed is with the chemicals/pumping mechanisms). On the ground are two rifles, one I don't recognize, and the other his hunting rifle. Together we arm ourselves, and prepare to open fire on the Nazi's and take out the patrol. 

And then I woke up. 



I get where the rifle came from - that day my brother had shown me a picture of his hunting rifle. But the rest? 
Maybe too many videogames....

[Renoux she/her]

So many detailed dreams, most of mine are not that detailed, or follow that much of a train of thought.

Once, a few years ago, I had a dream, and I was in front of lines and lines of tall bushes, in rows. There was a big librarian's desk at the front of all of them, and an evil-looking lady sitting behind it. I had to pick the fruit on the bushes, or I would die. (no one told me this, I just somehow knew it in the dream). It was really scary, and there were other kids, and I remember wishing my mom would come and save me, (I know I know, I was little, ok?), and then one of those weird round UFO alien spaceships broke through the forcefield surrounding the compound, (I didn't even know the forcefiend was there until it was broken through), and came and carried me off into space. And then I woke up. I don't know how I still remember that, it was a while ago.