Thuja 3,658 September 25, 2019 Share September 25, 2019 These two lady cats were vying for the affections of this one tom cat in a dancehall. The art style was between Cats Don’t Dance and Lackadaisy(a great comic highly recommend). I woke up just before the second lady cat was about to dance with this tom cat that actually liked the first lady cat. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lucky Bolt 35,061 September 25, 2019 Share September 25, 2019 I actually don’t remember lol. I guess the events leading up to me falling asleep tired me out too much. ☆ My socials ☆ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TBD 17,254 October 7, 2019 Share October 7, 2019 (edited) I was dreaming about this guy laughing at me for not ever seen Steven Universe or other modern cartoons. The last thing I remember is that I said to him I was born at the time when Beetlejuice was aired in Cartoon Network. Edited October 7, 2019 by TBD ♪ "I practice every day to find some clever lines to say, to make the meaning come through"♪ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lucky Bolt 35,061 October 8, 2019 Share October 8, 2019 I got drunk in a Walmart parking lot off Bud Light. That was my dream. Honestly wasn't too weird, something I can see myself doing. ☆ My socials ☆ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
heavens-champion 1,905 October 8, 2019 Share October 8, 2019 I can't remember what I dreamed last night. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DubWolf 17,225 October 15, 2019 Share October 15, 2019 Dreamed I was hiking up to.... Devil’s rock with a couple of friends. I can only remember one of the two I knew. Interesting. (it wasn’t devil’s rock, but it resembled something like that) Sig by Wolf, Handwriting by SparklingSwirls Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Justin_Case001 4,881 October 22, 2019 Share October 22, 2019 Believe it or not, last night I dreamed that I was driving around in a Scorpion tank blowing away Elites. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Feather Spiral 1,892 November 6, 2019 Share November 6, 2019 I went from going through a maze of doors, to chilling in a paradisiac greenhouse with some young people and two dogs with strange growths on their bellies (parasites?), then defending a bunch of kids from either the maze's designers or the older victims, and having a Geisha samurai come to kill me for it. I began waking up, but decided to go back in for some reason - and then I kicked ass. First I fought the samurai and stabbed her, took her sword with her own blood to a "class/conference" of sorts with the maze designers (who'd formed a cult by that point it seems), left a few of em covered in cuts. Then I went around swinging the bloodied sword at the cultists, with help from my newfound telekinetic skill on knives, overall stirring trouble in search of the main antagonist (the one who'd called the Geisha on me). Eventually I found him attending a brainwashing session for the new maze victims, he grabbed a child (I think his own kid?) thinking it'd deter me from attacking and began to back off to the door, so I simply tossed a knife that sailed past his shoulder... He asked: "you missed. is that the best you can do?" I grinned, and smugly answered: "I'm not finished yet." ...with my fingers extended I recalled the knife, it planted right into his shoulder making him gasp in shock. And then I woke up for good - can't imagine what could've happened afterwards, or if I hadn't emerged from the dream once before. I take writing commissions. "Nerds build the world, artists decorate it, warriors protect it, leaders talk everyone into doing their jobs." -me, 3 Nov 2017 "That's not a pie, that's a pastry with an identity crisis!" ~Jeric Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dreambiscuit 9,575 November 7, 2019 Share November 7, 2019 I had one of those nights of wall-to-wall dreaming. In one chapter of my stage four wanderings I found myself in the 1940s during WWII, tracking lost art treasures being looted and transported by ship from what appeared to be Spain. This segued into the present day where I was travelling along the Mississippi River (watching giant alligators leaping at birds and smaller boats from the water) until reaching an aging mansion where old art treasures were reputed to be stashed. Inside the mansion were movie-level trapdoors and secret panels leading to a secret chamber (under a spiral staircase) containing the riches, among which were the looted goods from the first part of the dream. It was fun; just like watching a movie. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Feather Spiral 1,892 November 7, 2019 Share November 7, 2019 Woke up from another dream this morning, a little less action-packed but still thrilling. I suspect the story was influenced by A Heist With Markiplier, and the last location reminded me of Sidereal Plexus office from Don't Escape 4 (which he played half a year ago). I was in the middle of a plain or yard of sorts, surrounded by buildings (looked like the Versailles castle in the far side), with people from various brony Discords I am in (mainly Poniverse and Ponyville FM). Someone told us it was a treasure hunt, then explained the principles - look for clues, seek out prizes (there may be several by player), and "NPC" people will keep players out of the buildings. Then the entire group split up into teams, but for some reason I got left out (maybe I didn't wanna have to choose between friends?) and set off to search alone. I started off by trying to go into a half-cylinder shaped building with a restaurant inside, but naturally the waiters wouldn't let me in. Then I found a paper with this scribbled on it: "Look for the middle of: I III IIIII" (Roman numerals, even tho the '5' was incorrect) with the middle 'I's bolded like that. Somehow I knew it was about the castle in the back, which actually was a bundle of office buildings with those 'numbers' on the back near the top. So I snuck into the middle one but got quickly found out, then I scaled the building from outside (probably limited Spiderman powers) and snuck in through the roof. Eventually, I went down a couple floors to where the 'I's were - at the same level as the middle 'I's top, there was a sort of cupboard or locker with shelves above it. On the top shelf were two framed pictures stacked onto one another, along with an empty carton box; that prize was for me, so I put the pictures in the box and closed its lid. (Apparently the pictures were mementos from my IRL autistic sister, so I found that a strange coincidence.) Think I kinda began waking up at that point, but I didn't wanna come out of it, so I forced myself to calm down. For the last stage, I ended up near a building half-buried in a grassy hill (thinking back after I woke up, it reminds me of the dune that goes up to Sidereal Plexus office in Don't Escape 4). There I was joined by Markiplier himself, who looked at a paper in my hand that said something like: "either 1st or 7th floor" - since the structure's bottom was buried in dirt, we assumed it had to be the seventh. After we walked up the hill, we slipped in through a window and popped into a corridor, very pristine white walls and squeaky-clean floor, assumed to be a medical lab. Markiplier pointed to a trash can full of syringes, and said this was where "they" dumped used syringes after injecting something (just like how he commented on stuff in his Heist series). We then walked up to a double-door, peeked through the window to the next corridor... Unfortunately that was the end of the dream. I take writing commissions. "Nerds build the world, artists decorate it, warriors protect it, leaders talk everyone into doing their jobs." -me, 3 Nov 2017 "That's not a pie, that's a pastry with an identity crisis!" ~Jeric Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lucky Bolt 35,061 November 7, 2019 Share November 7, 2019 I had a lot of dreams involving my bf last night..... ☆ My socials ☆ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TBD 17,254 November 7, 2019 Share November 7, 2019 I have a weird dream about someone was eating my big toe..and strange enough that it felt real. Then it got shifted to me being in a hospital’s surgery room. I couldn’t move and they were getting the procedure ready. The next thing I knew they begin cutting my leg and I actually felt every nerving pain. I woke up and I could still felt the pain on my leg. ♪ "I practice every day to find some clever lines to say, to make the meaning come through"♪ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Crimson storm 1,832 November 8, 2019 Share November 8, 2019 I was in equestria as a human (kinda like Amphibia) and I lived with the Apple family Believe and achieve Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sherem 4,807 November 8, 2019 Share November 8, 2019 nothing really, I think my dreams finally died out Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ShadowEclipse 1,209 November 8, 2019 Share November 8, 2019 I was at a trench and I was eating a sandwich. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TheRockASaurus Rex 50,610 November 8, 2019 Share November 8, 2019 Last night, I dreamt about meeting a friend from the USA. It was one of the best dreams ever. sig by @Kyoshi Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Feather Spiral 1,892 November 12, 2019 Share November 12, 2019 I had several last night, but only recall like four of them? and two aren't exactly appropriate for a family-friendly server~ One was... strangely ordinary, to be frank... relatively speaking. I went to the bathroom, my dad was sitting at the computer and my mom on the couch behind it. After I got out, I lingered nearby but not too close. My dad turned around, and was startled so bad he jumped and screamed. In another, a giant tyrannosaur squatted my home and kept chomping the body off of my head. I pretended to enjoy it, brought him tea and even talked like a proper butler serving him. But when my parents arrived, I had to ask him to stop and act a little more civilized, which he refused though. As he began assaulting me, I anchored myself to the ceiling with tentacles from an alien symbiote to stay out of reach. Then after an intense chase, where I learned I could do a little move to change my size, I performed a ritual dance to shrink him down to my level. He was still rather large, but little humanoids (who were "my people" I guess) could restrain him. Meanwhile the ritual was really draining, so I passed "out" into the real world (in other words, I woke up). I take writing commissions. "Nerds build the world, artists decorate it, warriors protect it, leaders talk everyone into doing their jobs." -me, 3 Nov 2017 "That's not a pie, that's a pastry with an identity crisis!" ~Jeric Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fritzy 1,691 November 12, 2019 Share November 12, 2019 I can’t give details to one of my dreams since it was uhm not forum friendly But I can say I dreamt about just hanging out with a few characters and it was pretty nice Tumblr Youtube Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TBD 17,254 November 14, 2019 Share November 14, 2019 About my damn work again.. ♪ "I practice every day to find some clever lines to say, to make the meaning come through"♪ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Steve Piranha 29,415 November 18, 2019 Share November 18, 2019 Ok, I had this weird dream dream relating with Banjo Kazooie. I was in my walrus form exploring an unsettling world composed with flesh. Not like inside Clanker, but the flesh world evil NOPE type. It was brutal, I remember receiving lots of damage and was left with two health, close to death. Then, I suddenly find Wozza, the walrus from the snow world I was like: “Great, a friendly face at last”. Speaks to me, and gives me a jiggy as usual. However, he starts hopping to a small opening and stops, then turns on me, and suddenly, starts attacking me while an unsettling battle music starts, causing me damage. In my surprise, I start to panic, and get hit one last time, killing me. That was rather unsettling. I not only went through a disturbing flesh world, almost died, was long as hell, then find a familiar friendly character, rewards me, and out of nowhere, the music starts and he kills me. Worst of all, no lines nor he changes whatsoever. He doesn’t make threatening lines, and he kept his cartoonish friendly appearance. He could at least have gotten red eyes Sig by Discords Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Feather Spiral 1,892 November 23, 2019 Share November 23, 2019 I was in my pegasus form with Rarity and a third pony, infiltrating some sort of mansion that was secretly Sombra's operation center or something. (I don't even know why Rarity was there, I scarcely think of her and she's far from being my favorite of the Mane6) So anyway, we went from room to room looking for, uh - idk something I forgot all about, but since we literally snuck into a supervillain's mansion, it musta been real important. At some point a pair of ponies (unicorns?) walked in on us, so Rarity used magic to stick to the ceiling, but for some reason I couldn't fly up there or my wings made too much noise. After a moment of trying to decide (during which the two ponies politely idled instead of giving an intruder alert), I just rushed to clobber them both. I pointed out someone would find them eventually and sound the alarm, so the three of us discussed strategy in there, right next to the floored horses cause they made nice props I guess? I don't remember the rest of the dream much, I do know we met Sombra himself at some point during our op, and I think the dream ended there. I take writing commissions. "Nerds build the world, artists decorate it, warriors protect it, leaders talk everyone into doing their jobs." -me, 3 Nov 2017 "That's not a pie, that's a pastry with an identity crisis!" ~Jeric Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Feather Spiral 1,892 November 30, 2019 Share November 30, 2019 I had many dreams last night that I forgot, but there's this one I wrote up on my whiteboard. So I'm one of the Men In Black, wearing a translucent hoodie of sorts; inside a large vault full of weapons and other equipment, mostly rifles all over the floor. Then, enter Agents J (Will Smith) and M (from the latest movie International, that I watched with my mom a few months ago), J explains to M that I'm guarding the equipment vault. While M questions me about my past and my skill, I say: "well I did make these" looking down at my hoodie. Its skirt parts sideways and flip over, turning into insect-like wings; one pair from the waist area, the second pair from the seat. Then for one reason or another, I have to follow Agent J who's jet-skiing away from the agency building, but the wings aren't enough to keep up. Agent M suggests taking a vehicle myself, instead I pat my butt to activate some jet-boots, they cover up my feet like the Transformers or Iron Man's suit. Thanks to the boots I can go fast enough, though since they can't keep me in the air, I still get to use my wings to show off. I take writing commissions. "Nerds build the world, artists decorate it, warriors protect it, leaders talk everyone into doing their jobs." -me, 3 Nov 2017 "That's not a pie, that's a pastry with an identity crisis!" ~Jeric Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Envy 6,139 December 5, 2019 Share December 5, 2019 Ok, so like, this is a new "WTF" one for me. lol I've had a lot of dreams recently where I get on a plane, because that scares me. Well, this one was... the opposite. That's the way I interpret where it came from. I ended up getting on a "plane" (can't call it anything else, because that part of the dream was so vague) that went underwater. Somehow even though this was underwater I ended up in a new land that had people and looked exactly like the world above, with the sun shining and everything. At first it was like some form of vacation, I believe. But then it was revealed that this land was actually ruled by a bad, totalitarian government. And now there was a resistance force against the government in my dream, and somehow Barack Obama was connected to this resistance force or him being president of the USA sparked the resistance (so this dream was set in the past? I don't know, but yeah that was a big WTF there lol). Then I learned that I was simultaneously a part of a group that this government wanted to exterminate, but also like some important figure to the resistance, which made it very dangerous for me to be there. The people of the resistance guided other people like I (including randomly a guy from my French class LOL) into this covered vehicle to escape. But for some reason the vehicle was not covered on the left side and we had to hide ourselves under blankets hoping that the government wouldn't see us. Gunshots were firing everywhere, but no one was actually hurt. We all suddenly (it was noted as such by me in my dream, and it made no sense to me in it lol) ended up back on in USA land (somehow from the vehicle, which was just like those big army cars) and for some reason the land was the town where my grandparents lived, which is faarrr from the ocean. And it was Christmas time, just like it is now, because there were pretty lights everywhere.Also, for some reason even though it was December, it was really hot. Like it was dark and it was 82 degrees, and in typical me fashion, I was really mad about it, despite the much more serious situation I had just gotten out of. The dream ended with me at the mall in that town thinking about how I had been gone since early in the morning and my poor dog was at home and hadn't been outside to go to the bathroom in a very long time and I freaked out. Everything needs more woodwind! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Live Spark 163 December 5, 2019 Share December 5, 2019 The same thing I dream about every night, virtually nothing! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Feather Spiral 1,892 December 10, 2019 Share December 10, 2019 Couple nights ago, I had a dream where my sister was at the root of many everyday troubles. Which included clothes poorly hung on a drying rack; my mom said complained that my sister just threw the laundry over the rack without bothering to adjust it. (Which is kinda funny cause my sister's actually very neat, well maybe not so much in terms of life hygiene...) This last one, I had several in a row; I don't remember any of them, except that they were about things I've been worrying about the last few days. One part that stuck with me, was being in our home's dining room and battling wave after wave of enemies. All the while, Jeff Buckley's song Hallelujah played; except the lyrics were weird. The battle swiftly transitioned to me moving across a globe model of the Earth, with the song naming different "countries" as I zoom from spot to spot. I take writing commissions. "Nerds build the world, artists decorate it, warriors protect it, leaders talk everyone into doing their jobs." -me, 3 Nov 2017 "That's not a pie, that's a pastry with an identity crisis!" ~Jeric Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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