Dreams

Burning Sheep Productions · Postby **Burning Sheep Productions** » Sun Aug 08, 2004 4:49 am

As long as he does come back, it's alright...

Ozymandias · Postby **Ozymandias** » Wed Aug 11, 2004 5:33 pm

I need some help with this one. Before you read this you should know that my greatest ambition is to one day have my own country, and I've been thinking about it a lot recently. OK you know where Turkey is? Well its not. Its got a massive bay at the bottom now, and its at the top of the Med. And theres this string of islands under it which I bought or occupied, can't remember which. Well anyway the British government people were really glad that I did and so they were like in a 1940s War Room on a bakalite telephone, 2 of them, bald, black suits, and the one on the telephone said "Yes! We've got the straights of Gibraltar!" and everyone else was really happy. Back on my island there were these people, 16 like me, and they wanted the island for themselves. So for some reason there was a singing contest to determine the leader and I was really worried about what to do. So Im back at the assembly hall of my primary school and they're standing on the grey plastic chairs to the left and they start singing they're song but they've got the guitar turned up too loud with too much fuzz and for some reason they look like scottish terriers standing up there in flat caps and coats. I think one of them had a scarf too, maybe. Someone moves them onto the stage and I go out of the room... *MEMORY MISSING* ..so I come back in and get told to go on stage. I go up, standing behind the blue curtain, which starts to go up but jams. I have to get off the stage and as I do some guys in the 6th form at my school have a band and they're playing, but then the guy who moved the first band tells another guy (I think they were stewards for some reason. They wore plain black clothes) to take me to the IOT or ITO ot ITR room. Anyway its the old computer room from my primary school. I go in and there's this whiteboard with a grid on, 5x5 so there's gonna be 5 bands/acts. The first lot got 0, and I know this cos on the window ledge infront of (another steward lookin bloke: he's sittin in fornt of a computer with the same grid on) theres a black and mint green mobius band zero. I say "Did they really get zero?" he says "Yup." and I look and I got 7 and Im thinking "maybe they think that i did stand up comedy or something?" Then I wake up. If you read it all then congratulations. Im confused myself.

Gizensha · Postby **Gizensha** » Wed Aug 11, 2004 5:46 pm

Well, your mind is certainly superior to world leaders as far as settling disputes is concerned. I mean, war or a singing contest. I know what I'd pick. As long as I didn't have to listen to myself, that is.

Lilac · Postby **Lilac** » Wed Aug 11, 2004 6:37 pm

Hmm. I've had dreams the last lot of days, actually. I didn't write them down because I'm stupid, but they were quite neat. If I recall them, I'll mention a few. o.o As it is, maybe I should start posting per day. Rrr. Watch me not have one tonight. Bah! I know last nights involved computer screens. It was like me and the person with me, who I didn't know, had read a book that described events. Of course, I dont recognise the room or anywhere in the dream, which isn't usual for me. I know the rest involved pipes and turned dark about halfway. Hehe.

Henohenomoheji · Postby **Henohenomoheji** » Tue Aug 17, 2004 12:47 am

i have no idea how boxers train. i think the moral of the dream i had was "there is always somebody more powerful than ye, even if you do get bitten by yon werewolf/gain supernatural power/find a stupid puzzle/etc." ...but i already knew that...

Burning Sheep Productions · Postby **Burning Sheep Productions** » Wed Aug 18, 2004 12:48 pm

I had a dream last night... Okay, in real life we owned a nursery but closed it cuz of bad business so there's heaps and HEAPS of plants in the front yard and the van gets parked outside. In the dream on night I went through the plants to the van to look for something that might've been left there and after I checked I started going back, but then I heard this mumbling and the van was starting to move. I looked over the fence to see this oldish guy who looked kinda retarded and he was picking the van lock muttering "I'm doing it! I'm really doing it! Yes!" So I went back inside to tell my dad what was going on and he came out to see the guy was getting the van ready to smash through the fence but we stopped him and he said in a really reterded voice "You could never get your van in your garage so I was gonna do it for you!" as if he was about to do the kindest deed. Clearly this guy had no idea of what was accuarly happening so... like... I'm not sure what happened next but I think he came into our house and followed us everywhere being annoying cuz he really was a simple-minded retard. But the whole dream was set at nighttime and lots of black everywhere, no sky, no walls, no extra details like in real life, just black and the retardedness represented the disturbed side of it, there wasn't any happyness in there, all serious and disturbed. But the odd thing is... I wanna be back in that dream.

Ozymandias · Postby **Ozymandias** » Wed Aug 18, 2004 10:56 pm

I wanna come too! BTW Retard is politically incorrect, so...what?...stop poking me...no, I don't care either. But if anyone should find it offensive please let me know, it'd be the first time. I don't know about ur dream, in fact, im not even gonna try to interpret it (yeah, SP i know probably). I figure that dreams can be meaningful, in a very basic sense, but not always. I think this is a meaningless one, but a cool meaningless one. Like the one where I got banished from this island of small people in a walnut shell with a sail. Man, that was ages ago.

Burning Sheep Productions · Postby **Burning Sheep Productions** » Fri Aug 20, 2004 8:03 am

I dunno why everyone except the peeps I knew were retarded in that, I guess I'm closed to strangers or something.

Henohenomoheji · Postby **Henohenomoheji** » Mon Nov 08, 2004 12:49 pm

I just thought this needed a good bump. *KA-BUMP!*

Ankaris · Postby **Ankaris** » Mon Nov 08, 2004 2:19 pm

<img src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v488/ ... rofro3.gif' border='0' alt='user posted image' /> <img src='http://definecynical.mancubus.net/forum ... tongue.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tongue.gif' /> Anyhoo. I've got a file of a vivid/lucid dream that I can post, if anyone fancies a read?

Tavis · Postby **Tavis** » Mon Nov 08, 2004 4:19 pm

Sure, it's perfectly fine, as long as it's not traumatizing or some icky stuff like that. <img src='http://definecynical.mancubus.net/forum ... /happy.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='happy.gif' />

Ankaris · Postby **Ankaris** » Mon Nov 08, 2004 5:53 pm

OK... And breath... ------------------------ Opening scene Alien landscape, rocky area with a purply sky. With 4 others, don't know who. We walk for a little bit, come to a dead end, there's some green goo about of varying intensity, and 2 weak spots in the cliff wall. We smash through the spot on the right side, and enter a small cave, there's a hole in the top right corner of the floor, I'm first down. We appear in another small cave with no way back, and another hole in the floor, so we go down. We keep doing this until we finally end up back in the original cave, and walk out. We decide to take a break, and lie down. Someone decides to lie down in a spot the acidic green goo will run through, so we have to haul them up and reprimand them. Others choose a spot where the other kind of green goo will run through, we think it's odd, but don't do anything. After a while, I get up, set charges and blow through the second weak spot, on the left hand side of the cliff. There's an air shaft behind it, looks MEHTUL, so we get our stuff together and head down, I'm second down. We appear after some duct navigating in an abandoned office, with some computers about. At this point I remember that our mission is to find and destroy all the Dark Troopers in development here ( :S ). We quietly open the only door, and enter into an unlit corridor, this section of the building seems pretty much empty. I break into another room, it's narrow and long, with one long wall taken up by black windows, on the counters is some shotgun shells and AP rifle ammo, even a box of handgun ammo, I grab it all while the guys take what they found in the room. In another square room, we find a ton of long-barrel twinshpt shotguns, so we dish them out. I load a pair of shells, they're black and have a type index on the casing, three dots, 5 dots and 7 dots, with the 3 dots repeated. We kick open another air vent in the ceiling, and keep crawling until we hear people. We get out, into a bathroom, and walk into a bustling corridor, sorta like when the school bell rings, if the pupils were mostly adults in lab coats. We do our best to try and mingle with frickin' huge shotguns, and no-one seems to notice. We check more rooms as we go, taking more ammo but not finding much. Interlude ( ? ) Mountainous / Rocky Hilly Area, overlooking strange island and ocean. Two guys are on a flat area in the hills, with a stack of sticks with boxes on them. "How're we going to get those guys?" "Heh heh heh heh, lookit this, heh heh heh!" One takes one of the sticks, it's actually MEHTUL with red dots on the box and a switch near the top of the stick. He starts waving it around, pressing the switch, and round discs with red spikes fall out and embed themselves into the ground. Behind them some officer appears, and clips the guy on the back of his head. "What the hell do you think you doing? Those are expensive, you think you can waste them?" "Just showing him what we're going to do!" "Yeah, right." Can see past the officer to the flat bit, it's almost covered with the discs. "We don't appreciate waste here. Seeya." Officer grabs the thing, presses it to the guy's back and presses the trigger. The guys shouts Ow! before being kicked down the steep hill, we lose sight but hear a loud boom several seconds later. Back To Main Feature ( ? ) I think I can hear gunfire, and I've lost sight of my friends. I kick open another vent and get moving, stop after five minutes and get out quietly, I've hit the jackpot! It's the armoury! There's a black guy checking the weapons, I hold him up with my shotgun and tell him to fill the backpack, he starts grabbing M14A3s and ammo from racks, and tons of explosive, I can hear angry voices getting nearer. Cut to evil office. Big guy walks in, fuming cause they can't find me, watched by a oriental guy in a sharp suit. The big one opens a drawer and pulls out a PDA, he notices it's rigged but turns it on anyway (?!?) and reads the message that appears. I think it's about how I'm going to stop him and crush his operations. He gets even more mad, slams it down and leaves the room. Cut back. Black dude's unconscious on the floor, my backpack seems a ton lighter as I close the door to hide. The voices are really close, but I must have put up barricades or something, because they can't get closer. I don't have a safe escape route though, I think. I kick open the door, and run to the nearest lift. I can see several black boxes on the wall, wonder if they're booby traps of mine, but don't care because the voices have started moving again. I press the button for the top floor and plug my ears. We must go about 10 floors before I hear a very loud boom beneath me and the lift shakes. More bombs go off, one after another at very regular intervals. We come out of the lift shaft into a very large main foyer, I can see lots of flames racing up from the floors beneath it, and start hitting the glass panel to my left. I smash through it easy enough, kick the sheet away mostly, and start to jump out, I end up hanging from the edge waiting for my chance. A lift cable snaps, moving the lift, and thats it, I let go and land on the floor. Then my head falls off (OMG. WTF, dude. Seriously.) But I'm not dead! o_0 I grab my head before I pass out, use one hand to keep it on my neck, and start looking for an ambulance as I run out of the building. One passes me right by, and people laugh, some talking about how ambulances aren't taxis, you loony. I start walking through Edinburgh ( ?!? ) looking for an ambulance, I seem to be getting a bit more light headed, and I eventually come across a fire station way out where. I go up to one of the guys, ask for him to phone for an ambulance, he goes inside and I sit by the station. While I'm waiting, someone drops an open-up CD single case with FIREFOX as the title, and there's a CD inside. The ambulance pulls up, but the doors open up to complete blackness. I take my head off and all the lights turn on and paramedics appear, and start wondering how on earth they're going to do this. Cut to Evil Building, futuristic area. Woman running about in commando gear, with a heavy duty machine gun. She wastes a sword shield Dark Trooper, and kicks in a door, storms on through. She turns a corner, comes face to face with a plasma cannon Dark Trooper. They both point guns at each other, there's a pause, then she lets rip and blows a 6 inch hole in its chest. (Bye bye Mr. Roboto.) She relaxes and walks out, to a dark grey (marble?) corridor, and finds 4 kids. She asks them what they're doing there, when the sharp oriental guy appears from the end of the corridor, and says something along the lines of: "They, we, are here for the summoning of the ancient one, the fiery destroyer." "You don't mean... Lavos?" The man nods with a resigned look on his face, and there's a gunshot from behind the girl. Cut to marketplace I've heard all this, and my head's back on my shoulders, but there's nothing I can do right now, so I just wander about the marketplace for a while. Maybe 15 minutes later, I spot the sharp oriental guy again. If he's here, the others must be, so I start looking. I see several odd scared kids, but not all 4, and when walking through a fruit stall area, I spot Big Guy. I take out my M14A3 (ok, ubiquitous machine gun), and we both start shooting, oddly managing to miss everyone else. After a while, I run out of ammo, and as I go to reload a melon explodes above me. I kick the stall towards him, and then start kicking all the stalls over. While the guy is confronted with a wall of flying fruit, I climb the wall of a nearby building, and spray him with gunfire as tomatoes close in. That done I go looking for the kids and sharp guy. I find them easily enough, and when I explain that Big Guy's dead, they calm down. We walk about the market some more, and enter an oriental store when I ask why he needed them. They take out some strange statues and mention something about him only needing to ask, instead of the whole ritualistic sacrifice stuff. I destroy the statues of the youngest, oldest and the sharp guy's one too. And that's when I woke up. ----------------- *Exhales* There, nothing too traumatising within, I think.

Henohenomoheji · Postby **Henohenomoheji** » Mon Nov 08, 2004 9:30 pm

sounds like a video game.

Ankaris · Postby **Ankaris** » Mon Nov 08, 2004 9:52 pm

This year's best seller! <img src='http://definecynical.mancubus.net/forum ... tongue.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tongue.gif' />

Ozymandias · Postby **Ozymandias** » Mon Nov 08, 2004 9:54 pm

[edit] Wow. That's kinda freaky, what with all the cutting and such, but I think I followed you. But what to say? "Sir, I congratulate you for your exquisite subconscious!"? no. But it's cool nonetheless [/edit] ooh ooh I got one: Bear in mind there was a lot before this: OK, I know DCS is living somewhere away from people, somehow, and end up trying to find hime. So, there's this dog (kinda human-like but not quite anthro, if u see what I mean. It can't talk, but it can walk. It has cartoon dog features, and is short. It also has paws, not hands.), right, and it is trying to stop me crossing this arctic landscape. I of course overpower it, and beat it back to the mouth of this cave where it turns really vicious, and snarling and snapping. Behind it is the cave, and about 3 feet off the ground is a wide, flat ledge, which leads to the back of the cave. Above that is like 5 more feet of sheer ice wall and that's it. Just sitting there in the middle of nowhere. I know that that small gap between the two leads to the cave, so I jump past the dog and slide along the ice-covered entrance. Strangely, I don't hurt my ribs doing this. I land down at the bottom, and, lo and behold, who is there but DCS. On a bed built into the cave. Cave is only about 8 foot high with a single light in the middle of the ceiling, and everything - floor, walls, everything - is that light blue wash that ice usually is in the movies. There is a small room off to the side, and also a woman with that short really deep (dyed) reddy-brown hair. She's old, about 50, I can tell by the crows feet around the eyes and wrinkles about the jaw (think "Nurse" from the Baz Lurman Romeo+Juliet, but a bit more contained). Anyway, she's trying to shoo me away. I take this as a sign DCS is really badly ill. He coughs, weakly, from his bed. I decide to let him get his rest, and move on into the small room through the ice archway. As soon as I'm through, I'm facing the wall that I could see from the main room with the vaulted ceiling, but I turn left 90, and theres a hallway, not very long, with all the O&M originals stacked to the ceiling in a wooden kind of pigeon hole kinda thing. So I have a quick parouse of them, then carry on through to the bedroom. This is not at all icy. Plush, claret carpet, warm too. Pine high beds, with a computer desk (plus monitor) and a comfy chair underneath. Two of them. Pine chest of drawers. Window, sunny day. Curtains: red, patterened with gold, I think. *shame on me* I look in the top drawer but honestly I can't remember what I found. For some reason, I know his girlfriend (yeah, he has one in this dream). She walks in, past me, ignores me. She wears a black jumper, dark eyeshadow, straight strawberry-blonde hair with dark routes. Fair skin. Jeans. Bule. Denim. I look in my pocket, and fine I have 123 in vouchers (A 100 one, a 20 one and a 3 one); I'm not too sure what for, but, apart from being A4 size, htey were the same as some ones that I could use at MVC, Comet, Currys, or B&Q. I decided that that should cover $56 for a strip that I wanted, and so, hearing voices in that corridoor, went back out to look for the O&M strip. 3 of you guys (I know BSP was there, maybe Giz, and perhaps it was SirJeff (BSP looked like his avatar, Giz, I think, looked like their avatar, and SirJeff was rememiscent of Timulty :S)) were there, chatting to each other. Sorry, but I didn't want you there, especially seeing as DCS was in such a fragile condition, so I was glad when you went back into the main room and left, clambering up the ice-slide that you must've used to get in. I couldn't find the strip I was looking for, so I just went through to the main room again, left the money by DCS' bed and....I can't remember. Well, I think that's all kids. BTW if u read all that thx.

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