Topic: Adventures in Slumberland (Read 73712 times)

Lottel · « **Reply #600 on:** December 15, 2010, 07:27:51 PM »

Maybe you are bewitched. Is there a witch witching you?
Is it ghosts? Demons perhaps?

Edit: Thinking logically here for a second. It's affected your whole family?
Sounds like a curse. Study back to the origins and right the wrongs your family carried out. It is your duty.

Mongrel · « **Reply #601 on:** December 15, 2010, 07:39:44 PM »

If we needed any more confirmation that Lottel is a Manga protagonist, I think that post provides it.

Next up, a scene cribbed almost verbatim from Phantom Quest Corp.

Miss Cat Ears · « **Reply #602 on:** December 15, 2010, 08:46:51 PM »

I dreamed that I had to take topology again and I was not happy about it... actually I was more like

Romosome · « **Reply #603 on:** December 16, 2010, 09:48:10 AM »

I was on a bus and one of the other passengers fell off. There was a sickening crunch and a bump as she passed under the wheels and then I watched everybody else completely ignore it, the passengers and the driver and the tour guide. I got angry and screamed at them in disbelief as I jumped off the still-moving bus to go look for her, but the bus itself was tiny and so was her body, and the street too. I opened my wallet to get medical supplies but I couldn't find her. The gutters of the alley we were in had tiny, transparent corpses covered in dirt, brains visible through their heads, like baby birds, but none of them were her and if they were she'd be beyond help anyway. I had to just give up and rejoin the bus.

Then later I dreamed about a reunion at my high school where the lacross team had giant cakes made out of hamburger and lasagna. They were delicious but a pain in the ass to cut slices off of and I woke up hungry.

François · « **Reply #604 on:** December 16, 2010, 10:13:21 AM »

I was writing stuff in cursive for a while, on an old, wrinkled, yellowed piece of paper that seemed to go on forever. It felt right, somehow.

They can't all be Hollywood blockbusters I guess.

Disposable Ninja · « **Reply #605 on:** December 25, 2010, 07:25:59 AM »

Not so much a dream as I was awake but this morning I woke up and was convinced that the monster that sits on your chest and keeps you from moving was sitting on my chest.

Norondor · « **Reply #606 on:** December 25, 2010, 08:17:06 AM »

sleep paralysis, boring

next

Mongrel · « **Reply #607 on:** December 25, 2010, 08:29:41 AM »

I dreamed I was the mayor of a small town on a mountain somewhere. I didn't really do anything the first time. I just ditched my job and went on a space adventure that involved a lot of hiding in dumpsters. But they reelected me anyway. Then I made the town prosperous by following a crafting guide and assembling soda crackers into a marketplace and other facilities.

Büge · « **Reply #608 on:** December 31, 2010, 06:10:31 AM »

Is Ken easy to beat in Street Fighter? Because I dreamed that he was last night. I pushed him off the deck of a galleon.

François · « **Reply #609 on:** December 31, 2010, 06:20:46 AM »

That was a Soul Calibur dream then.

yeoz · « **Reply #610 on:** December 31, 2010, 08:57:33 AM »

So, I asked a girl for her number, and she turned me down, and then I woke up and was depressed. :(

Mongrel · « **Reply #611 on:** December 31, 2010, 09:29:12 AM »

Your name isn't Rimmer, by any chance, is it?

Ted Belmont · « **Reply #612 on:** December 31, 2010, 09:41:52 AM »

Last night, I dreamed that I was pregnant. With twins.

Friday · « **Reply #613 on:** December 31, 2010, 01:31:39 PM »

I wrote a poem in my dreams. I mean, I actually sat down at a desk, pen and paper, wrote each line out in careful script.

The following is the exact transcription:

A hundred swords

By Friday

Rising now on the brim of the horizon
A thousand shadows, a hundred swords
Rising now
Like stars blazing, blazing
Galloping forward, a thousand shadows, a hundred horses
A grim procession.
They do not think. They only burn,
burn, burn, like stars
black as pitch with empty minds
A hundred swords, a thousand stars
they are rising they are rising they are

apparently, my subconscious is even worse at poetry than I am.

Niku · « **Reply #614 on:** December 31, 2010, 04:46:25 PM »

sometimes a sword is just a cigar

Miss Cat Ears · « **Reply #615 on:** January 03, 2011, 06:29:41 AM »

In my dream I was wearing a brown beanie with the brontoforumus logo around the side

R^2 · « **Reply #616 on:** January 03, 2011, 11:35:08 AM »

Did the little guy on the far right go "rawwr" from time to time?

Because that is the best part.

Miss Cat Ears · « **Reply #617 on:** January 03, 2011, 12:31:10 PM »

Actually he was an outline on the main head part of the hat, which was brown (he was light brown) and he was saying something in japanese... I think it was "dragon" because I wouldn't know how to write anything else in my dream.

Büge · « **Reply #618 on:** January 03, 2011, 08:03:00 PM »

MCE, if I get you for next year's Brontosanta, I'll make you that hat.

Miss Cat Ears · « **Reply #619 on:** January 04, 2011, 05:16:42 AM »

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