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Post by Phantom on Aug 8, 2017 7:11:53 GMT
well i had a dragon age dream that i had in a while, I dreamt I was visiting Anders and while he lost his mage abilities. so he became an Inventor under Varric's help
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Post by BamBam the Destroyer on Aug 10, 2017 11:03:40 GMT
I had a weird dream that I was working in a field, sweating and exhausted, but slowly making progress and achieving great things. Then my family walked up, put me cuffs, and threw me in a dark hole.
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Aug 10, 2017 21:51:26 GMT
Post by B. Hieronymus Da on Aug 10, 2017 21:51:26 GMT
I had a weird dream that I was working in a field, sweating and exhausted, but slowly making progress and achieving great things. Then my family walked up, put me cuffs, and threw me in a dark hole. Uh, I would hate that kind of dream. ...but it made me remember a dream I had some time ago:
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Aug 10, 2017 21:52:37 GMT
Post by B. Hieronymus Da on Aug 10, 2017 21:52:37 GMT
It's dark. It has rained recently, or it is perhaps still coming a few drops. Me and Frances are struggling to push our cart along on a riverbank. It's tiring and frustrating work because of the mud. The wide wheels help a bit though, just like Frances.
The cart is heavy because it's full of books. Our books. Old books, but mostly in good condition, bound in leather or at least backs in leather. They are precious to us. I don't think we own so much more.
We're moving the books because we're moving. I don't know what kind of home we might have, but we couldn't stay any longer where we were.
Frances is smallish and silent. We don't talk much. We seem to rarely need to. Frances has a big, old hat with wide sloping brim pulled down deep over her head. When she looks down you don't see much of her face, not otherwise either I suppose. Her dark hair hangs straight in strands. She has an oiled cloak against the rain, then a long skirt down to her worn leather boots which are slipping around in the mud.
I don't have boots. I have sandals and bare feet, all muddy, and maybe my feet are somewhat blooded too, from scraping against things in the mud. I don't care. They're so cold they don't hurt. I'm just worried about us and our books. I have just a wet shirt and long, wet shorts. I'm cold. I know Frances is not so I'm happy enough.
I worry because there is an unruly bunch ahead of us, higher up on land, outside an illuminated barn. 30 to 40 people. They have fires going as well as light from many lanterns. They're drunk to various degrees, but I don't quite understand what they're up to. Partying?
I do perceive them as a threat though and worry about what kind of “fun” they might think of trying to have with us and our precious books. I'm hoping we can pass undetected, below them, by the river, in the darkness.
It fails though. As if triggered by my thoughts, we are spotted. Excited shouts are followed by people running towards us. With our heavy cart we have no chance of escape, and we are not going to abandon our books. They grab our cart and pulls it up to the barn and their fires. We are pulled and pushed along. There are screams and shouts. Some from me, lots from the unruly bunch. Lot's of laughter too from them.
Some of them tries to take Frances' hat. I kick and punch viciously, but am weighted down and restrained by hands holding my shirt and shorts. I feel impotent and powerless, but somehow Frances get to keep her hat.
I have less success in protecting the books though. Many have already taken books from our cart, are uninterestedly rifling through them or dumping them on the ground.
I try though. I try to protect the cart, keeping them away. I try to snatch back books. I try to pick up books. And so does Frances. Our success is mixed though and they're laughing at us.
Then someone is suddenly tearing pages out of a book. Someone else does the same. Frances is not silent any more but crying and screaming. And actually, I'm crying too. Tears of impotent rage and despair running down my face. They laugh even harder. No matter how I turn, someone behind me always kicks me. Someone is always holding my shirt. They're pulling around Frances by her cloak and she falls to the ground. They laugh. They push her down as she tries to get to her feet. I think: Done. I'm going to the line and then across it! This is it or it is it or it is it or it is it... I make a desperate effort, elbowing, swinging wildly with all my might, kneeing and kicking hard. I almost blackout from the effort, but keep it up, twisting, turning. I manage to get a hold around the head of one of my restrainers and manage a judo throw, one of the few I know and can do well. I stomp him brutally as he lies on the ground. I tear loose, my shirt finally ripping apart. Free, I can punch and kick harder. I dance around to stay free and deliver violence as much as I can all around me, not concentrating on any single individual.
I look for Frances, and work myself towards her, giving up the books. The laughter has stopped, but only because they're concentrating now. They're still having fun. I'm half mad with rage, I feel no pain from anything, but I can feel how my arms are getting weaker and I'm gasping for air.
I keep the act up though. I roar in rage, even as I sob and the tears flows down my face. “ Leave us alone or I'll hurt you for real!” Silly boast, as I would have killed already, if I could, black hatred filling me. It was not for lack of trying.
I'm thinking, as our books are lying strewn around on the wet, muddy ground: If only they don't burn the books, we might still salvage most, even the torn out pages. If only they grow tired of their sport and lose interest in tormenting us. Please. Just let them stop.
As if triggered by my thoughts, one of them suddenly says: “I think we're going to have a bigger fire.”
I look sharply at him, and see him for the first time. I know immediately that he's the leader. The main enemy. He's good looking, blond hair, dressed in green. A good coat. Smiling confidently. But somehow you can still see that he's mean. Evil. He's going to burn our books. And after that, he's going to do more. We're going to die. The knowledge is sudden but absolute inside my head.
There is gleeful laughter all around.
The green leader is standing just in front of the open doors of the barn. I don't know why, but I desperately didn't want to be restrained or held again, so I had to move. There was no conscious thought involved. No plan, no purpose.
But I just ran as hard as I could straight at him and pushed him violently into the barn. As he passed through the door opening something incredible and strange happened.
He instantly shrunk and turned into a flying bug, an insect of some sort. It was as if the barn cut him off from some power.
I was frozen by amazement for a short moment. Maybe I was horrified and afraid too. This was really weird. What kind of devils-work was this? But there was a collective gasp of shock behind and around me. I realized this was not in their script, not in their experience.
Done. I'm going to the line and then across it! Time to act fast. I bent down and picked up a book, took fast steps forward and slammed the book closed, hard, on the bug.
I opened it carefully. The bug was dead, crushed flat. I turned the book, dropped it on the ground and ground it with my heel, just for effect. I looked up at the crowd.
“I warned you.” I said loudly and menacingly. The crowd dissipated, fled silently.
Frances and I picked up our precious books, damaged now, also in silence. It was anxious work in the darkness, while throwing nervous glances over our shoulders. Would they return? Or someone else? The work is frustrating. There are books everywhere in the mud and it's so damn dark it's difficult to see. I'm afraid and hate to see Frances run off into the darkness chasing torn pages. Someone could sneak back and grab her. But I say nothing, concentrating on collecting books. I know our best course is to finish up as fast as possible. Somehow, I was miserable, even under my elation, relief and triumph. I wanted a good, safe home for us and the books. And I knew we didn't have any. Somehow, we never seem to finish picking up books. It goes on, and on. Did we have that many?
I woke up before we had found and salvaged all the books, leaving me with a lingering, frustrating feeling of an uncompleted task. Of not having put everything right again.
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Aug 12, 2017 20:22:33 GMT
Post by B. Hieronymus Da on Aug 12, 2017 20:22:33 GMT
Here's a dream I hated to have.
Apparently I was supposed to die soon. No explanations why, but there where some powerful enemies involved, people in some company or political grouping. Maybe Google, CNN or WP. Maybe BAMN, maybe ADL or SPLC.
Maybe I was poisoned by Polonium or infected by something. Anyway, I was supposed to die soon.
So, fuzzy, undefined members of my family and their associated were pressing me to arraign my funeral. It just had to be done quickly. I tried to protest. “But why not wait until I'm dead?”
They accused me of being selfish and difficult, not caring about the burden I would put on them. Also, they said, they would come and kill me again and maybe others too, if I wasn't put into the ground quickly. So I relented.
Still, they did most of the arraignments. I had not much to do with it. For some crazy, never explained reason I was supposed to be buried on Iceland. I've never been to Iceland. I knew an Icelandic woman in my youth, and I know that EVE, which I used to play for some time, is made in Iceland. That's all.
And I had to travel there in my coffin. It was cheaper that way. So I had to lie in my coffin, the coffin was loaded onto an airplane and away we flew. That was an experience. Blind and unknowing. At least I noticed when we landed.
So we were in Iceland, and the arguing started again. I felt fine. I didn't feel sick at all. But the day for the funeral was already set. “But what if I don't die before then?” “You have to. They are coming to the funeral.” “Why?” “We invited them. So they could see for themselves that you're gone.” “Why don't we just bury an empty casket?” “Oh, we cannot risk that. They're almost bound to take a peek.” “But what if I don't die?” “Don't worry about that. We can always hold your head under water, or give you poison.” “But I don't want to die!” “You're such a selfish, fascist bastard! Always were. We won't discuss this. You will die and be buried and that is the end of it.”
But there were a few days left, and I felt fine. Also, I didn't intend to let them hold my head under water. I started to strongly doubt that I was dying. There was a mistake made somewhere. No, I was going to live on for some time more. If I was wrong and died, well, - then I was wrong. But an end to this dying BS now.
I didn't tell the people around me, who I now realized only included one relative of mine, a faceless woman claiming to be my half sister. 'What is going on?' I thought. 'And on Iceland?'
I had no plans to stay or die or be buried though. I was going to sneak away. Let them bury an empty coffin if they would. I didn't intend to be in it. Also, I realized, I had nothing to lose. 'Now, where were my guns?'
Somewhere else, not on Iceland. I had to find something else and I needed to leave. By boat? Could I secretly hitch a ride on a fishing vessel? It seemed the most sneaky and least traceable way, even if it took the longest time. ...And then I would change the game. If I was going to die, I would at least try to avenge myself.
And then I woke up, which was a tremendous relief.
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Post by dominus on Aug 13, 2017 7:05:21 GMT
Most of my time sleeping is spent dreamless, but the few times in life I've had them are very vivid. The latest one was a short involving my boss, but the older ones are much weirder. I was playing hockey, I think? Then I slid down an orange slide and got crushed by some sort of RV at a game show(or something). The exact location is hard to remember, but it was very weird.
One featured a bright explosive light outside my old house in my home back in the 90's. One of them around (3-4?) years ago involved some sort of lake of fire with movie/game shelves? In fact, multiple dreams of mine seem to involve one form of rental spot or another. The "Silent Hill Phone" one I've already mentioned here.
And that's it.
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Post by Phantom on Aug 21, 2017 17:14:01 GMT
i had a dream of the zombie taking over the world; i was hiding out in a hotel and watching the T.V. about the zombies, a guy destroy the TV for he said that it will attractive the Zombies and I was being paranoid. Later he was in a Room, my friend tried to wake up but i tried to tell him that he is going to collsape the floor, so the floor did break apart both of them died during the collapse, leaving me alone with many zombies with me with a machete only.
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Post by B. Hieronymus Da on Aug 21, 2017 20:18:35 GMT
Most of my time sleeping is spent dreamless, but the few times in life I've had them are very vivid. The latest one was a short involving my boss, but the older ones are much weirder. I was playing hockey, I think? Then I slid down an orange slide and got crushed by some sort of RV at a game show(or something). The exact location is hard to remember, but it was very weird. One featured a bright explosive light outside my old house in my home back in the 90's. One of them around (3-4?) years ago involved some sort of lake of fire with movie/game shelves? In fact, multiple dreams of mine seem to involve one form of rental spot or another. The "Silent Hill Phone" one I've already mentioned here. And that's it. Everybody dreams, and every night. The crux is remembering that you've dreamt. You normally never remember the dream. You have to wake up by the dream. You have to force yourself to become fully awake and not drift back to sleep. And you have to consciously, immediately go through the dream in detail as soon as you are awake. If you don't do that, well it's all gonna be completely gone. Nothing remaining in your head. P.S. and it's probably healthy to not remember your dreams. They're not meant to be remembered. The brain is reorganizing, garbage collecting, 'writing' neuron patterns in RNA, etc things not understood.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2017 21:11:40 GMT
I had 2 dreams Both were really weird haha In one, me and my fiancée were searching for some demons in a house owned by an old man in a wheelchair... and after a while of looking the old man started purring and we realized he was the demon... and my brain apparently found it so horrifying I woke up at 3am When thats literally all that happened, we went into a house, had a search, then the old man entered the room we were in and started purring and I woke up What on earth brain... The second was when I fell asleep again, me and a "friend" (I have no idea who this friend is/was, ive never seen them before but apparently in the dream we were friends) were in some kind of bunker and then there was a zombie apocalypse (no doubt inspired by the Legends of Tomorrow episode i saw yesterday) but we managed to run into this other building where apparently nuclear missiles could be launched, but the interface was like identical to the one in Star Wars Empire At War which was er... weird. But I didnt really know what I was doing and left clicked instead of right clicked and i think i nuked myself rather than the 'zombie base' (as if theres a thing)... and yeah I died. I just remember being really worried about my fiancée while i was running from zombies... I think the only really weird thing about the dream was that an elevator which we used had sparkly glitter in the air around us... definitely not what you expect in a dream full of zombies but eh
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Post by Deleted on Sept 13, 2017 16:24:17 GMT
So... Last night I had a dream that my fiancée went blonde for some reason and we made out and thats basically it (well, not quiitteee ) On Monday I had a dream that I was in the flash tv show, only like... I was the flash. And the dream was in third person Which was quite weird. I looked quite stupid in the flash outfit though Cisco kept complaining that my hair was too long for the suit and I had to stop him from trying to cut my hair, although my hair did catch fire at one point... Anyhow, all that I remember is that the government was hunting the green arrow, the flash and supergirl (I have no idea where the legends of tomorrow were ) and they cornered us in a bank but I ran around and stole all their guns and then we left the bank and supergirl used her laser eyes on some snipers up on a roof. I started singing the supergirl theme tune and the green arrow was like "I dont think youre taking this seriously Lauren" It was a weird dream I think ive watched too much the flash
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Post by B. Hieronymus Da on Sept 16, 2017 19:07:36 GMT
I'm on my way home, tired and exhausted. For some reason I pass through an underground facility. I take an elevator down and am then intending to take another elevator up.
However, by the elevator I halt myself. By and around, someone's personal stuff is dumped. There are clothes, an open backpack, briefcase, bags, papers, couple books, notepad,.. And just to confirm that this is something disturbingly unusual, there is also a ring of keys, a smartphone and a wallet lying on the top.
There is a metal name-tag on the keyring. The name is common, so while I did at one time know somebody with that name, there was no reason to believe this was him.
I wanted to confirm the name through the wallet, but by now a few others had assembled and one of them was already examining the wallet. I explained that there had to be something serious going on – nobody is leaving stuff like that behind - and that we had to try to find the person and if possible help him.
The guy's name was confirmed by ID in the wallet and he was, just as presumed, not the person I had known in my youth. But there was also something different, a note in the wallet with the name and phone number of someone I do know.
Now, however, I'm called for an emergency. Not only that, a big vehicle arrives to pick me up. Apparently we're in a garage. So I call the police and give the others instructions. I tell them to point out the note to the police when they arrive, but also to call the guy themselves – because you never know when the police gets around to it and it may be an emergency – and tell them that the guy has been a runner-up in the Triathlon world championship, to make him more interesting to call. Then I climb up into the vehicle.
The truck is maybe some kind of fire truck, but it more resembles some big armored military thing, like an anti-mine warfare truck. It's not, but it is some kind of robust, technical vehicle, packed with special equipment. I'm tired, but agree to come along. I'm thinking it will mostly be the others doing the work. I'm a specialist, so I'll just take a nap during the ride and then look on. Or so I figure.
When I wake up, we have stopped inside an underground tunnel, either a mine or tunneling work. There is someone outside in helmet and fluorescent clothing, that we know, a colleague, who is screaming things at us:
“You don't know the fuck what you're doing”. “Idiots”. “You think you're ready?”
Our CO isn't impressed. “Drive on. Lets get away from that fool”.
Our driver guns the engine and accelerates away from the screaming man.
I'm sitting right-side in the third row. There is something strange. It seems the vehicle is filled with some smoke or fog, because I can't see very well. We are driving downwards into something that now seems like a mine. It's a long way. We seem to turn mostly towards the left. I'm getting increasingly uncomfortable and I just want us to arrive at the location so I can get out and move and breathe freely. Others seem to have similar feelings: “Where the hell is this place we're supposed to be?” The tunnels continue.
Now it appears the tunnels are filling with smoke. The driver slows down because he can't see. “Faster, there are people depending upon us”, the CO orders. “I can't see anything”, the driver protests.
I'm suddenly filled with alarm. We're in a life-or-death situation. We're deep down into some mine filling up with smoke. Those we were sent to help are long since dead and we're next. “- Reverse! Quickly!” I order, taking command.
“But I can't see?”
“Just drive. Should we scrape the tunnel walls, let's worry about the paint later. - Let's get the hell out of here!”
The driver do as I tell him and reverses rapidly. Everybody is silent now, the fear almost as thick as the smoke, which is now also fairly thick inside the truck. Someone is looking backwards, trying to guide the driver, but we are essentially blind.
Suddenly we shoot out into a deep gorge, from a steep rock wall. We're falling.
...And I wake up.
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Post by mybudgee on Sept 18, 2017 16:52:51 GMT
Just had a horrifying dream that I was at the gym & go to use the urinal. As I'm washing my hands I notice a very sore white-head on my forehead. I poke at it & notice it seems longer, oddly shaped. I pull on it, only to reveal an 8 inch RINGWORM PARASITE UNDER MY SCALP! Needless to say, I was very glad that one was a dream
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Post by BamBam the Destroyer on Sept 20, 2017 0:17:27 GMT
So I had a weird one last night.
I was in this sort of mansion place with my two younger brothers. There was this cage with a lion in it. But the cage had issues and one of my brothers got two deep cuts along the side and back of his neck. We all started freaking out, and I called 911. The operator asked me if I was just crazy. I screamed at him, then hung up. I walked outside to get help.
There was nothing outside but a river, and some stuff on the other side. I went to cross the river, and the mansion blew up behind me. Then some sort of tiltrotor aircraft came to pick me up. Inside the plane, there were no traditional seats. Instead, their were these flat floor seats that you sat in indian style and put the straps over each of your legs, parallel to your body. The seats were laid out in a checkered formation. Someone's helmet was blowing around in the front, but I was warned not to go get it.
The tiltrotor then crashed into a wall, but bounced off. The pilot, a woman, laughed about how she liked to play it close,and everyone else grumbled as if it were a regular occurrence. They landed at another mansion, and I left. Inside the mansion, there was a small dog, a mutt with curly hair. I kneeled, and stuck my hand out for it to smell. It instead did the handshake. Then its paw began to bleed like crazy all over my hand. I was in shock. I left and started to do laundry, because everyone was made about my brothers (who turned out to be fine) and the dog. Then I spilled a ton of detergent all over the carpet.
Weird dream for ya, huh?
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Post by regack on Sept 24, 2017 16:50:45 GMT
I'm a bit behind here... this was from the night of July 25th 2017: I was in a meeting, in an office... it had this window that was at a slant, so you could stand under it and see the sky, like this part of the building stuck out a little farther, or it was a covered terrace or overly-large window box. There were cubicles along the outer wall, under this window, but it was kind of dark and stormy outside, so most of the light was from the overheads in the room. The rest of the room had more cubicles, 8 in all (2 deep... 2 + 4 + 2), where the division between the groups was the pathways leading to the room exits on the far wall opposite the windows. (I'm not sure why I have this need to explain the environment so much, but it's rather vivid it sticks out in my memory) So, it was a meeting, and someone was handing out Secret Documents related to... something, I don't know, I don't remember, or it wasn't important. For some reason, when they called a name that wasn't me, I raised my hand to claim the document. I remember looking down at the document, it's clear in my memory that it was written in courrier new, the title was bolded, with a faded blue emblem in the upper right corner across the top, overlapping slightly the title was the red SECRET stamp. It was very much organized like a government bulletin, split into paragraphs with each one numbered and lettered and all that... I can't remember any of the content (probably for the best). The document looked... worn. The corner where the staple was, in the upper left, had obviously been folded over several times, and it was never stapled with the pages aligned properly in the first place (why do I remember crazy things like this?) Anyway, I knew who the person was, but for some reason nobody else thought it would be weird for me to pretend to be her. Oonce I had the document in hand, I realized that impersonating someone to get the document probably was a bad idea, so I left to to go another floor and take it to her. She wasn't at her desk, so I left it sitting there, and that's when the bad people stormed the office below and began herding everyone together to Get Answers. The people in the office I had left were tortured for information. I... don't know how... that wasn't part of my dream, luckily. But somehow I could see them after the fact. I wasn't in the room, but I saw them all sitting there in various states of having been beat up from an overhead god-like perspective. One was down at the bottom of a deep tube, curled into a ball, whimpering - how a deep tube ended up in the office, I don't know... it's a dream... Another was repeatedly banging his bloodied head against the wall.. not hard, just... repetitive, like... someone who had gone insane... The others were just lying there on top of the cubicles and on the floor and whatnot. I never saw the people who had tortured them, but for some reason, I knew they did not get the information they wanted. I was scared. I don't remember what happened after that, I think I woke up. edit: I was trying to describe this office to a friend, so I drew this crappy picture and made a visio diagram, so I might as well include them in here for anyone who wants to see
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Post by BamBam the Destroyer on Sept 26, 2017 21:18:50 GMT
This was last night.
I was given a planarian in a cup. I was told it was a baby. For some reason or another, I agreed.
Then for some reason, a mosquito flew into the cup. I was told it was another baby. I said, "That's not a baby!" and someone grabbed it by the wings, picked it up, and looked at it. They said they could not tell the difference, and put it back in the cup.
Then the mosquito started biting the shit out of the planarian, aggressively, as for no purpose but to damage. At this, I protested, saying it was not a baby, and should be taken away. But everyone around me said they were both babies, and that it was my problem that I did not see them as both babies. I was inconsolable at this, but everyone told me that I was the problem.
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Sept 27, 2017 21:55:21 GMT
Post by Phantom on Sept 27, 2017 21:55:21 GMT
I had three dreams last night,
1) I was dating Black Widow from the Avengers and she really wanted me to join the Avengers due to my skills and she thought I was pretty cute. It was implied I was a Deadpool expy in abilities
2) I was working for Batman/Bruce Wayne and I was flirting with Catwoman/Selena Kyle and she is wondering if I was going to replace Bruce Wayne as Batman
3) I was looking for an apartment and going thru houses and apartments for something as well and it was dark. so very dark and confusing.
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Sept 29, 2017 12:11:41 GMT
Post by mattig89ch on Sept 29, 2017 12:11:41 GMT
I had an odd (and scary) dream last night, I think I know where part of it came from, but not the rest.
I had a dream where I pushed my sister in front of a train. Or...maybe I didn't actually push her, but I was involved some how. The train removed both of her legs just above her knees, by running over her legs. So she was wheelchair bound. Now the person who pushed her, also called her cell phone saying he pushed her, and taunting her. When she tried to call the number back, my phone would ring with her call. Even though, the number wasn't my cell phone number. And I was terrified of her realizing it was my cell phone that was ringing, which would make her think I actually pushed her in front of the train.
Part of this, I think, comes from the dark tower series I'm going through. Where one of the characters (Susana), had the exact same thing happen to her. She was standing on a subway platform, and a serial killer targeted her at random. He pushed her in front of a train, she fell across the tracks, and had her legs removed at the knees (doesn't say above or below, just at the knees).
But why my sister is involved here, and why the number she called back led to my phone, I have no idea.
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Oct 26, 2017 21:04:29 GMT
Post by Phantom on Oct 26, 2017 21:04:29 GMT
I had a nightmare recently, makes for a good Mass Effect horror game. I was a Cerberus Phantom(yes i am an admitted fanboy of them) and I was sneaking into The System Alliance Headquarters on a Rescue Mission to get Cammi and potentially avert an attack on that space station due to a 5 man team of Dalek Wraith(think even nastier version of Cerberus Phantoms with Dalek upgrades). I was too late to avert the attack but I did send a Message to the Space Station that there was going to be an Attack soon. So during the firefights, I was using tactical cloak to avoid both Alliance Personal and Dalek Wraiths. Well Dalek Wraiths had their own dragon teeth and use them as traps and placed on different surfaces and angles. One Dragon Teeth was on a wall and impaled several N7 Marines and converts them into Husks under Dalek Wraith's command. The majority of the staff was either converted into Husks or killed off. And I did rescue my fellow Cerberus Phantom. The station was a lose lose for System Alliance. So Cammi prep the shuttle and I killed 3 Dalek Wraith while each of them are alone. then Capture the final 2 and tie them to Core of the Station and made sure to that they couldn't stop the self destruct. me and cammi escape the station.
Steve Hackett did surive the attack and the System Alliance and Council were confused in whom attack the System Alliance Headquarters. Steve said that they didn't have Cerberus uniforms on but they knew the System Alliance had a Cerberus Agent in custody. So they suspect Cerberus in on the Attack despite a very public statement made by The Illusive Man that Cerberus wasn't involve with the Attack.
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Oct 26, 2017 22:06:06 GMT
Post by Inosha T'Rynn on Oct 26, 2017 22:06:06 GMT
I had a dream about Andromeda. The result of the dream involved Sloane and Addison in a lighthearted, but serious relationship with each other. Amusing, but the way the dream presented it, it didn't seem as far-fetched as I thought it might be and was downright cute. Made me think twice about one of the fics I am writing and where it's headed.
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Post by The Hype Himself on Oct 26, 2017 23:35:20 GMT
If I'm having a dream about a game, it usually means I'm playing it too much. So far as Andromeda's concerned, they need a Borg invasion...
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Dreams - another shitty Van Hagar song.
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Oct 27, 2017 1:34:24 GMT
Post by Phantom on Oct 27, 2017 1:34:24 GMT
If I'm having a dream about a game, it usually means I'm playing it too much. So far as Andromeda's concerned, they need a Borg invasion... OR Dreams - another shitty Van Hagar song. at least the Borg are interesting compared to the Kett. well I don't post all of my dreams here due to many of them are boring.
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Oct 27, 2017 13:39:35 GMT
Post by Deleted on Oct 27, 2017 13:39:35 GMT
I'm a bit behind here... this was from the night of July 25th 2017: I was in a meeting, in an office... it had this window that was at a slant, so you could stand under it and see the sky, like this part of the building stuck out a little farther, or it was a covered terrace or overly-large window box. There were cubicles along the outer wall, under this window, but it was kind of dark and stormy outside, so most of the light was from the overheads in the room. The rest of the room had more cubicles, 8 in all (2 deep... 2 + 4 + 2), where the division between the groups was the pathways leading to the room exits on the far wall opposite the windows. (I'm not sure why I have this need to explain the environment so much, but it's rather vivid it sticks out in my memory) So, it was a meeting, and someone was handing out Secret Documents related to... something, I don't know, I don't remember, or it wasn't important. For some reason, when they called a name that wasn't me, I raised my hand to claim the document. I remember looking down at the document, it's clear in my memory that it was written in courrier new, the title was bolded, with a faded blue emblem in the upper right corner across the top, overlapping slightly the title was the red SECRET stamp. It was very much organized like a government bulletin, split into paragraphs with each one numbered and lettered and all that... I can't remember any of the content (probably for the best). The document looked... worn. The corner where the staple was, in the upper left, had obviously been folded over several times, and it was never stapled with the pages aligned properly in the first place (why do I remember crazy things like this?) Anyway, I knew who the person was, but for some reason nobody else thought it would be weird for me to pretend to be her. Oonce I had the document in hand, I realized that impersonating someone to get the document probably was a bad idea, so I left to to go another floor and take it to her. She wasn't at her desk, so I left it sitting there, and that's when the bad people stormed the office below and began herding everyone together to Get Answers. The people in the office I had left were tortured for information. I... don't know how... that wasn't part of my dream, luckily. But somehow I could see them after the fact. I wasn't in the room, but I saw them all sitting there in various states of having been beat up from an overhead god-like perspective. One was down at the bottom of a deep tube, curled into a ball, whimpering - how a deep tube ended up in the office, I don't know... it's a dream... Another was repeatedly banging his bloodied head against the wall.. not hard, just... repetitive, like... someone who had gone insane... The others were just lying there on top of the cubicles and on the floor and whatnot. I never saw the people who had tortured them, but for some reason, I knew they did not get the information they wanted. I was scared. I don't remember what happened after that, I think I woke up. edit: I was trying to describe this office to a friend, so I drew this crappy picture and made a visio diagram, so I might as well include them in here for anyone who wants to see
Did you have any more dreams with this theme regack? This one has elements that make it seem like a continuation of the previous one you posted.
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Post by Phantom on Oct 31, 2017 17:51:42 GMT
I had two dreams
1) I was hit in the stomach by a creepy worm guy in a suit then he was touching my spine and I punched him away
2) I was watching Bastila Shan from Kotor 1 getting Torture, there was metal tentacle was wrapping her limbs and spread her legs and wrap around her waist. then they remove her head at the neck and with some noticable distance then they put it back.
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Post by mybudgee on Oct 31, 2017 18:03:47 GMT
Isn't it odd when you have a sexual/romantic dream about someone who you despise & are not attracted to in waking life?
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Post by Deleted on Nov 2, 2017 3:50:50 GMT
I had the wierdest dream(s) like an old boss who I didn't like very much was drunk and trying to fight an old guy while I was walking to a friend's house so I got involved and me and the old guy beat him by pushing him over then I get home and see Kimora (my pet dog) on my bed. She gets up and heads down stairs to go outside, only when she walks outside she's this little girl and I tell her not to go too far by herself then as I'm prepared to go back to my room I see the legs of a tarantula sized spider and scorpions crawling around my dresser then another arachnid that looks like a pointy formula 1 car I went crazy screaming at them and start dumping diatamaceous earth powder around my room so subconciously, I hated that guy, Kimora's like a daughter/little sister to me, and I equated spiders in my room to clothes on the floor. >_>
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