Moonmask
Zhao
The Waka Laka girl
You do not under any circumstance eat the mind honey.
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Post by Moonmask on Nov 25, 2009 10:49:00 GMT -5
I had 2 dreams last night. The 1st one, I was on DH...that's all I remember. The 2nd one was more bizarre. It was a lucid dream for awhile (finally!) and pretty much all I did was fly around. Then I was at camp and it wasn't lucid anymore. I don't remember much except I forgot to pack clothes and there was a HUGE bathroom in the cabin.
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Sheogorath
Kyoshi Azula
Lord of the Never-There
Yeah, an Avatard and a brony. Got a problem with that?
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Post by Sheogorath on Dec 8, 2009 4:35:23 GMT -5
Yeah, I had one the other night in which my arm started peeling and it got so bad, I manually removed a piece of dead flesh, and my tattoo started coming off. It was weird. Eventually, my entire tattoo came off and I dediced that since I still had the original image, I'd just have my brother-in-law do it again. I did not look to see if I still had my tattoo when I woke up. Invariably, however, I have checked often since then to make sure I still have a tattoo. And I do.
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Post by Appayipyip the Klingon on Dec 8, 2009 17:44:28 GMT -5
Well. Since the last time I posted here, I've had 33 more Sparta Dreams. They were Sparta Dreams 73, 74, 75, 76, 77, 78, 79, 80, 81, 82, 83, 84, 95, 86, 87, 88, 89, 90, 91, 92, 93, 94, 95, 96, 97, 98, 99, 100, 101, 102, 103, 104, and 105.
Like I said earlier, I plan to make a post or two describing ALL 105 OR POSSIBLY MORE Sparta Dreams.
These were all the typical Sparta Dreams, but I will still make a post with all of them.
I'm currently involved telling dreams on other sites, and when I finally get to typing that HUGE list of dreams (I admit laziness when it comes to these kinds of things) it will be on here and you'll FINALLY know the details of the dreams.
*This post to be edited for more dreams.*
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Post by Trollball on Mar 14, 2010 11:17:24 GMT -5
I had a dream that I was at my high school, from which I have graduated, I don't remember much of the details, but I do remember that I had driven to school (which I never did back then IRL), and was debating on riding the bus or taking the car (since I always rode the bus back then.)
I also dreamed that Smallville's Clark Kent and I were in one of my families cow pens. He had on some sort of Kryptonian power giving/control bracelet that he wanted to get off. He didn't have any powers then. He couldn't though, and he was using his "I'm a human" cover, and told me that it was just a bracelet that he wanted to get off, but it was stuck. I thought, being human, that I could get it off (it was a semi-circle, made out of gold.) I knew that if I wore it, when Jor-El activated it, I would be the one to get his powers, so I put it on, telling him that I just wanted to try it out. Jor-El then activated it and my alarm-clock rang before I could go do anything awesome.
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JellyBear
penguin
<3 Crazy Taangist
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Post by JellyBear on Mar 15, 2010 15:13:11 GMT -5
Last night, I had a dream that my two best friends Emily and Nicole and I were at the zoo, We were looking down at the polar bear exibit and Emily goes, "Oh, look, there's a dolphin in there!!" And we look down and see this dolphin, in the polar bear's water, being attacked by bears. So Nicole yells, "I'LL SAVE YOU, DOLPHIN!!!!" and jumps down into the polar bear exibit, only to be mauled by the bears. Emily ran around screaming while I called 911 and told the operator we were at a Pizza Hut. But before they could get to us EMILY fell into the exibit because she was still panicing. I woke up screaming.....
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Grandi
Bato
Prince of All Cosmos
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Post by Grandi on Mar 18, 2010 19:28:38 GMT -5
Well. Since the last time I posted here, I've had 33 more Sparta Dreams. They were Sparta Dreams 73, 74, 75, 76, 77, 78, 79, 80, 81, 82, 83, 84, 95, 86, 87, 88, 89, 90, 91, 92, 93, 94, 95, 96, 97, 98, 99, 100, 101, 102, 103, 104, and 105. Like I said earlier, I plan to make a post or two describing ALL 105 OR POSSIBLY MORE Sparta Dreams. These were all the typical Sparta Dreams, but I will still make a post with all of them. I'm currently involved telling dreams on other sites, and when I finally get to typing that HUGE list of dreams (I admit laziness when it comes to these kinds of things) it will be on here and you'll FINALLY know the details of the dreams. *This post to be edited for more dreams.* HURRY UP IT'S BEEN MONTHS I CAN'T STAND THE ANTICIPATION
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Post by Trollball on Apr 22, 2010 21:13:45 GMT -5
I had a dream the other day, that my Dad was the head of a Mafia, and I was his underboss. We had to rough up some store owners. Then, Lex Luthor took me for a ride in a very nice yellow car with an awesome interior because we were friends. (on a side note, I found a picture of him with hair, and he looks weird.) Then, last night, I was playing RuneScape, training the new skill they made (which my dreams made a lot better/cooler) and found a yellow orb thingie. I took it back to this one town, and unlocked it. Inside, it had plans for combining clothing/armour, and I found some awesome black samurai type armour I could create by combining stuff I already had. I'm sad to say that my dreams came up with a better skill concept than the company that makes the game did. I had another dream that my parents bough me a 2010 silvery-blue Chevy Cobalt SS, and the got my mom a 2010 Black Mustang GT. I also had a dream that I was driving over to college, but the road I normally turn onto was closed, so I kept driving for a while until I didn't know where to go to circle around to get to college. I pulled into some random resturaunt, and my grandma happened to be there, and gave me directions or something. I then approached the building, which wasn't the right building, from the opposite direction I normally come and had to run in to avoid being too late. The inside more resembled my high school than anything, but it wasn't. I also had a dream that I was back in high school civics class.
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Post by Trollball on Jul 25, 2010 13:08:04 GMT -5
New post because it's been so long: I had a Dream about the new series Legend of Korra already Anyhow, It was a post-finale episode, and the gAang was at the inner wall of Ba Sing Se. Longshot and Smellerbee had be captured by the Dai Li (I think, they weren't evil though) for stealing "The keys to the four nations" for Zuko, who wanted them for some reason. Aang was still fairly young, but his son was there. Aang had had his hands tied behind his back for some reason, and was talking to some sort of Earth kingdom cult. There were a bunch of identical looking men standing on the platform, except that one was normal, one was tinted blue for the water tribe, on was tinted green for the earth kingdom, one red for the fire nation, and so on. There were also two men who were both Avatar-state glowing, one for the unmastered form and one for the mastered form. They represented the development of the Avatar as he/she learned more elements, avatar state mastery, and such. I also saw Zuko and Mai wearing dragon-based Royal Fire-nation armour. It was black with red trim, and Zuko had a weird helmet that had dragon wings on it.
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Post by Aura of Cruxis on Aug 4, 2010 14:37:23 GMT -5
I dreamed that I saw a FRICKIN HUGE SNAKE once.
I also dreamed some really REALLY steamy stuff that probably would get me temp-banned if I said it here. But then I died.
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Sheogorath
Kyoshi Azula
Lord of the Never-There
Yeah, an Avatard and a brony. Got a problem with that?
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Post by Sheogorath on Aug 5, 2010 11:09:21 GMT -5
I dreamed that I saw a FRICKIN HUGE SNAKE once. I also dreamed some really REALLY steamy stuff that probably would get me temp-banned if I said it here. But then I died. Really steamy stuff, huh? People say stuff like that, and their lack of detailing only has me more curious. Anywho, I dreamed not overly long ago that I worked at this weird high school/megamall hybrid, or maybe a student, I don't remember, but there was one co-ed bathroom in particular that was popular with Goth kids and graffiti artists. All the stall doors had some kind of art on them and the room in general was poorly lit compared to the other bathrooms in the place due to lights being burned out and no custodian being willing to go in there to change them, but ironically, it was somehow the cleanest in the entire complex. Such as the bathroom was, there was one stall in particular rumored to be so cursed that merely opening the door would cause the person who opened it to suffer some most egregious fate including, but not limited to death. And of course, having a cursed bathroom stall, somebody would have to open it, and naturally, because I was in my own dream, I would have to be the person who opened it. Thing is, I didn't die, I was instead posessed by a demon, with whom an extended discussion, in a place created when a mortal human is posessed by a demon, for conversation between the host-body and posessor inside the host-body's own mind, naturally, ensued about exactly whom was in control and what actions the host-body would be taking. After this, I, a demon telling me to do things but not actually making me do them, wandered to a classroom to meet up with a girl I was sweet on, as we had agreed to go to one of the stores on the same floor once her classes were over for the day. Moral of the story? Either don't let evil spellcasters practice their craft in public bathrooms, or don't let people hybridize high schools wth mega malls. Still contemplating what such a dream could mean.
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dirtyyasuki
Iroh
Take it to the limit... then break it.
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Post by dirtyyasuki on Aug 5, 2010 21:24:42 GMT -5
I was 16 when I had this dream... It was so vivid it was beyond absurd and vulgar.
I dreamt I was futuristic soldier of a planetary defense corps and war had erupted on the planet (not Earth) where we were stationed. It was us humans against a myriad of alien invaders. What type of aliens, numbers, weapons, technology they employed we the grunts on the ground did not know. We didn't even know if we were winning or not. All I remember of my orders was to hold our positions, which was fortunate for me as I recall because I was stationed with my company to guard the starport which was overseeing mass evacuations of the civilian populace not only because of the war but also because of a massive cosmic storm that was just a few hundred kilometers away from engulfing and destroying the planet.
I had a rank, but I don't remember what it was, I think I was either a corporal or platoon sergeant. Anyway as the dream progressed we oversaw the civilian evacuations, it was altogether a cushy post in the war as far as this soldier was concerned. Everything seemed fine at first, not counting the pink sky wracked by purple lightning, then we were shocked by a wave of explosions that ripped the train of civilians to shreds and that's when the panic and stampede of frightened humanity nearly overwhelmed our neat lines. Behind the civilians, smoke and explosions in front of us I could make out the figures of large green vaguely humanoid aliens that wore powered armor and cybernetic limbs slaughtering the civilians as they drove them towards us. We radioed the situation back to command and requested for orders and immediate support. I remember the cold dread I felt when we were ordered to hold the line and open fire on any civilians in our line of fire. My superior officer gave the order and we opened fire with our tanks and heavy weapons on alien invader and human alike. It was a massacre. I remember myself wishing this was a dream and waking up but the dream didn't end there.
I remember as we maintained our fire we manged to hold the line relatively well enough until something flanked us from behind. I turned around and I saw my platoon being ripped apart by giant alien bugs. They came from the sewers below us. Realizing our position was lost, I yelled to my CO to retreat. He refused at first but when I and the other platoons ignored his commands and started running to our fallback positions four blocks behind ours, he promptly followed. The Bugs and the Green beastly aliens were among our lines by now killing each other as much the humans in their midst. This was no ordered fighting retreat, this was a full rout as I and the survivors of my company ran back to our fallback positions; as we ran past the canyon-like habitations of the city around the starport we defended I noticed small pockets of humans, green beast and bug aliens fighting in the streets and buildings all around us. Suddenly a loud buzzing sound drove us to the ground followed by bursts of hot light and pained screams of dying men. We looked up from the ground thinking we were being ambushed by snipers, but the truth was far worse. We saw sleek black jet-bikes zipping a few stories above us, "skimmers" one of my troopers yelled, racing hover-platforms that were favored by another deadly group of aliens I had heard about in my dream. Their occupants were tall nightmarish black armored fiends who wielded strange weapons that could kill, maim and torture as they pleased. They made a sport of killing us from the air as we desperately tried to fend them off from the ground, like baby mice fending off a hungry playful mountain lion. I remember the screams of troopers as they were the black-armored aliens would occasionally swoop down on their jet-bikes and carry a trooper into the air skewered on their barbed lances laughing as they dangled the corpses in the air before dropping them to fall on top of their living comrades. I yelled to keep running as I kept firing overhead, not caring if anyone else heard or followed me.
Our fallback positions were finally in sight and so was the starport. There were thousands of refugees crowded around it and panic was indeed the order of the day from what I could see as my retreating band approached. As we continued running exhaustively to the relief of our ordered lines, we hailed on loudspeaker to stay where we were or they would open fire on us for cowardice. I thought this was ridiculous and didn't stop running as our alien pursuers were right behind us. At this point our own troops opened fire on the survivors and I couldn't tell if they were firing on us or the aliens behind us. I ducked and crawled my way among debris and smoke to get to our lines, I looked around and the other troopers were too busy firing on the aliens behind to mind the cowards in their midst, I looked around and saw so few of my surviving company or platoon. My CO was no where to be found. I stopped my wondering, shouldered my rifle and opened fire on the aliens before us. I shot at Green beast, Giant Bug or black armored devils I didn't care. I didn't count how many I killed if any... Then as with what happened with our first lines, though we seemed to be holding the aliens back the sky suddenly exploded and turned black. The buildings overhead were obliterated in a shower of debris and smoke blotting out the light from the systems sun, as the ground around us erupted in more enemy mortar fire. Bodies lay everywhere, more aliens swarmed over our ranks. Everyone was shooting,hacking and killing anyone in reach. I was dizzy and I remember thinking I might have been wounded because my vision was blurry. I remember the acrid smells of ozone, soot, explosives smoke and blood. Feeling Death inch closer again I decided I had had enough and quietly stumbled away from the carnage behind me towards to the salvation of the starport.
Once I was there chaos was everywhere... there was no order. Civilians fleeing for their lives were fighting against soldiers who were following orders and trying to protect them and themselves from the threat looming outside. I was dimly aware of shoving my way past the civilians with a pistol in my hand; I forgot how I lost my rifle. I bluffed my way past the troopers guarding the entrances with some endaemonism and bull story about needing to relay an urgent message to command from the front. I remembered thinking command had really fallen apart if they believed we had to rely on messengers at this point or maybe his reaction to the sight of my appearance; bloody, ragged, soot covered and wide-eyed with desperation holding a half-cocked pistol ready to fire and my still visible rank insignia might have convinced him to let me pass instead. But I didn't dwell on the thought too long, I wanted off this god-forsaken rock.
I made it past the landing strips and the boarding platforms onto one of the waiting shuttles. I looked up at the pink and orange sky threaded by super-sonic aircraft fighting one another as bombs and ordinance danced and exploded above us amongst more increasing purple lightning storms. I threatened my way onto a shuttle with my pistol and before too long the shuttle took off. Aircraft were dogfighting and concussive blasts from bombs detonated around us as we left the atmosphere. I could see dozens of warships looming in orbit fighting one another that I could not tell which one's were ours anymore among the aliens ships.
As we pulled further away from the doomed planet I could finally see the great cosmic storm encroaching on the planet. It was impossibly vast and greater than the limited vision afforded by my meager porthole. I sat there transfixed as it slowly consumed and destroyed the planet I had so recently escaped piece by piece. Billions of souls lost to the void of space and all I could feel was numbness and cold dread at the malign sentience I felt from looking directly into the heart of the cosmic storm. An evil that was alive and cunning... as I sat there transfixed by the horrors I had witnessed, that's when I finally woke up in a cold sweat from my nightmare.
Though I never forgot that dream, I didn't think too much on it until three years later when I discovered Warhammer 40k for the first time. I can honestly say that on that day.... bricks were shat.
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Post by Trollball on Aug 6, 2010 9:12:22 GMT -5
I had a dream last night that Smallville Season 10 was on, and Clark had to go save someone out in some field in Smallville, and I expected him to wear his season 9 outfit. He instead showed up flying, dressed as Superman, and I had a crazy-foaming guy experience.
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Post by Aura of Cruxis on Aug 11, 2010 21:53:44 GMT -5
Oh, yeah! I had one earlier this year when our class was reading The Scarlet Letter. For some reason, I had a dream and this wolf-man were trying to hunt down this lady in a cathedral. She was a plump, short woman clad in a long, elegant rouge dress and she flew about while singing, "Red roses on chamber lain." My wolf-man friend ran about and tried to slash the person. I held a sword but I did nothing with it. I felt as if I were in an anime.
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Post by beautyfr.pain on Aug 13, 2010 1:02:19 GMT -5
I had a dream that I was dating this sexy mofo: [cory monteith of glee] but I kept getting compared to his ex, this other sexy mofo: [dianna agron of glee] so I had to ramp up my game to keep up with her. I kept thinking about how no one seemed to care that a 28 year old actor was dating a 16 year old, but yeah.
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Post by Aura of Cruxis on Aug 19, 2010 23:38:39 GMT -5
I had this dream last night. I became instantaneously famous while I was at a church and then I had to escape. I went to staples and when I looked around, people kept taking pictures of me. I started screaming, "CAMERAS! CAMERAS! CAMERAS!" and I ran into the parking lot. And then people followed me with their cameras.
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