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Ochitsukanai at 5:24PM, Sept. 12, 2010
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My old place of employment had some system failure that resulted in everyone's employment history being wiped out, so they called everyone. “What were your exact days and shifts the entire time you were working here?”
“Er, I really don't know. I've no idea.”
“Can't you check your records?”
“What, who keeps records of that!?”

At some point I was having an affair and trying to keep it a secret. I discovered that the secret of having an affair is that you can't mention it not only to anyone else, but also to the other person. As long as no one directly mentions it but only alludes to it indirectly, you can even go around holding hands or kissing in public and no one can see you.

In the same vein, I dreamed that I saw someone's tire explode on the highway and all the other cars phased through the shrapnel like it wasn't there. I told my friend very knowledgeably that this was because if you really, really don't care about other people's problems, they aren't YOUR problems, so naturally they don't affect you. Feeling sympathetic, I then had to switch lanes.

Always, I wanna be with mew, and make believe with mew
and live in harmony harmony oh nyan
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same at 12:53PM, Sept. 13, 2010
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I had a dream where i ate some cake and i could taste it…
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Plague Doctor at 2:19PM, Sept. 13, 2010
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It's a hot summers day,and there is a zombie apocalypse outside.
I decide to go grocery shopping in a bikini.So I'm walking and dodging zombies not even a bit scared,only I'm slightly annoyed that I didn't put any shoes on cause concrete is dirty.
I get to the store and I look around shelves,when suddenly zombies start coming in and kill the shopkeeper.
Then I calmy climb to the second floor and I see my friend there.We chat about school ‘n stuff and then I comment how I hate the fact that I didn’t put on shoes,and then he says my feet are pretty xD
Then I look through the window and see how zombies already caused a carcrash and say:“Ummm…what if zombies come here and eat us?”
Then my friend moves the fridge infront of the door.Then we sit on the floor and eating snacks and drink beer off the shelves,chatting about stuff and joking while hearing screams of innocent people outside

=) guess I can always look on the bright side of things

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Ochitsukanai at 2:37PM, Sept. 15, 2010
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So I'm helping some people enter a cupcake competition. The cupcakes are all in the trunk of a car I'm driving, but we get pulled over at a military checkpoint that looks like it came from a Latin American guerrilla movie. I think we might get in trouble due to the cupcakes (?), there's a chance we're gonna get shot (!?), so I put the car in gear to speed away and then realize that I'm actually in the passenger seat.

OH NO IT'S AN ENGLISH CAR

So I throw myself over the space between the seats to push the brake with my hands, but not fast enough to prevent us from rear-ending a totally identical car which hits the car in front of it, which vanishes with a comical poof. Now I'm sure we're gonna get shot! But at this point the cupcakes have been detected, and it's determined that it's ok because they're chocolate with chocolate frosting (national regulation), so I'm allowed to drive off into the jungle (?) to the secret jungle convention hall (!?). However, we do not win the competition.

Always, I wanna be with mew, and make believe with mew
and live in harmony harmony oh nyan
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bravo1102 at 3:44PM, Sept. 15, 2010
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I'm going home from a seafood resturant and I can't find my car. Then I see it parked on the street a custom New Beetle pick-up truck. And I drive off going up and down hills and the dream focuses on me shifting the manual transmission and having lots of fun.

I stop at one light and someone asks where I got the truck and I tell them I designed it myself.

I woke up and made some drawings and I have discussed it with some car guys. It's pretty involved and would require a stretched suspension and a custom fiberglass rearbed.
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TheDarkSoul at 3:51PM, Sept. 15, 2010
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I wish I had some sort of witty story to share.

My last dream was about me eating some cheese. It was alright, but then I was chased by an oversized mouse that wanted its cheese back.
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Ochitsukanai at 3:09AM, Sept. 28, 2010
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Saturday Night Live is filming a show nearby, so we volunteer our house. The guest host is Ron Jeremy. He's staying in a guest room. I get to see a clip of the intro, which secretly features Joan Rivers making unfunny, nonsensical anatomical jokes whilst wearing an unconvincing costume of him rather than actually featuring him. Later, a really loud alarm starts going off in the house!

I go into that room looking for it, tiptoeing quietly around because apparently while that blaring alarm won't wake him, my footsteps totally will. He's under the blankets and I can't even see him (I actually never see him). Finally, by putting my ear to various things on a shelf on the far wall, I decide the alarm's coming from a beautiful metal sculpture of a tree. I can't see any visible switches. There's a battery hatch on the bottom, so I open it up, but there's just a black space there.

I turn it over and shake it, upon which a pile of Crayola crayons cascades out, attaining the height of 5'6. The alarm persists, so I shake it again, upon which a similarly sized heap of AA batteries cascades out instead. I shake it again and gain yet another heap of batteries. However, the alarm doesn't stop. Ron Jeremy sleeps through the whole thing. Eventually I wake up and discover it's my actual alarm.

Always, I wanna be with mew, and make believe with mew
and live in harmony harmony oh nyan
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ozoneocean at 6:00AM, Sept. 28, 2010
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Saturday Night Live is filming a show nearby, so we volunteer our house. The guest host is Ron Jeremy. He's staying in a guest room. I get to see a clip of the intro, which secretly features Joan Rivers making unfunny, nonsensical anatomical jokes whilst wearing an unconvincing costume of him rather than actually featuring him. Later, a really loud alarm starts going off in the house!

I go into that room looking for it, tiptoeing quietly around because apparently while that blaring alarm won't wake him, my footsteps totally will. He's under the blankets and I can't even see him (I actually never see him). Finally, by putting my ear to various things on a shelf on the far wall, I decide the alarm's coming from a beautiful metal sculpture of a tree. I can't see any visible switches. There's a battery hatch on the bottom, so I open it up, but there's just a black space there.

I turn it over and shake it, upon which a pile of Crayola crayons cascades out, attaining the height of 5'6. The alarm persists, so I shake it again, upon which a similarly sized heap of AA batteries cascades out instead. I shake it again and gain yet another heap of batteries. However, the alarm doesn't stop. Ron Jeremy sleeps through the whole thing. Eventually I wake up and discover it's my actual alarm.
Hilarious! ^_^
 
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Aurora Moon at 4:37PM, Sept. 28, 2010
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this morning I had this dream that seemed like it was a lifetime movie or something. But probably not, because it was too raunchy to be a regular lifetime movie… it had plenty of sex in it. Very graphic sex at that too.

I dreamed that I was a naive virgin teenager in her 18's who was pretending to be an adult while I was running away from home because my parents were abusive or something.
I came upon an hotel, that had separate elevators for the different classes.

the first elevator was sliver card only, meaning the poor people.
The second elevator was gold card, meaning middle class people.
and the third one was platinum, which meant the rich people.

I sneaked into the platinum one, and met this snobby rich woman in her 20's who saw though my ruse, since how I was trying to pass myself off as somebody uber important so that I would get a very nice place to stay the night and get free room service.

But there was something about me that she liked, so she had me room with her, since how she treated her hotel room more like an apartment… she lived there all the time. And then over the course of the “week”, she proceeded to seduce me while at the same time treating me as if I was just some object in her possession.

It was kinda weird how I felt in the dream. It was like I disliked her, but at the same time I was also flattered by her attention. And I didn't really like how she basically treated the people around her as nothing but sexual objects to the point that she would actually make them perform sex acts with each other in public in return for 20k in money. but when she turned her attention on me, I was blushing like a schoolgirl who had been hit on by her crush.

When she finally had me in her bed wearing this red slave outfit while I was tied up, she was about to do something like play the stereotypical dominatrix queen, when I woke up.

Certainly not the kind of typical dreams I usually have. :P
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ozoneocean at 8:44PM, Sept. 28, 2010
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Aurora Moon
it had plenty of sex in it. Very graphic sex at that too.
I love your dreams so much. There needs to be a comic about these ones :)


My dream last night was crap. Violent and stabby. Full of betrayal, ending up with me killing a very dangerous person with a sword. Quite awful. -_-
I won't go into detail, but it was one of those dreams where something bad is happening and it's up to you to deal with it- And to do that you have to do something unpleasant and horrible that you really don't want to do (killing with a sword).
 
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12thCenturyFox at 9:35PM, Sept. 28, 2010
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There was one time when Baz Lurhman was out to kill me. Big chase scene all around my school which was apparently being revamped (which explained why I could hardly recognise the place). He tried to impale me with some sort of pole prop, I think it was a flag holder.
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bravo1102 at 6:47PM, Sept. 29, 2010
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I was teaching high school kids about World War II Sherman tank crewman. Then it segued into actually teaching them how to crew a World War II era tank. I'm describing in detail the different engine types, how to announce fire commands and service the weapons and how to operate the manual transmission.

My class and I are somehow trapped by an of invasion of the school by some sort of evil dominant presence and we have to escape down the back stairs and get to a vintage Sherman tank that is in the gym so we can try to stop them.
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ozoneocean at 2:56AM, Oct. 1, 2010
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In my dream last night my grandmother had recently died and my sister and I were left to care for her small zoo-like collection of exotic animals at her snowy mountain villa.

All around was nice white snow on the ground and the animals were behind glass walls inside their enclosures. They only had small areas sheltered off by corrugated iron roofs, the rest was open to the cold grey sky…
There was a big adult giraffe, a baby giraffe, some dear, and an Indian elephant.

My sister and I wondered around the enclosures with a big fluffy mained lion that walked with us (it was friendly like a dog), wondering how we were going to care for all those animals…
…That lion was great ^_^





In reality my grandmother died over a year ago and didn't have any snowy mountain villas, let alone a zoo! >.<
But the lion was probably based on her old giant friendly golden retriever- Ted.
 
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Ochitsukanai at 9:44PM, Oct. 1, 2010
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I'm hanging out in my room playing a game when a severe-looking woman and a bunch of hoodlum-looking kids walk in. She informs me that this is the remedial English class and they're going to have a lecture and class discussion. They proceed to settle in, sitting on the floor.

Even though no one told me about this, I feel obligated to be a good hostess, which in this particular dream specifically means that I must give them a proper English tea. I prepare this on fine china and serve tiny cakes. However, they end up purposely pouring tea on my bamboo rug and tossing the cups around, which shouldn't be surprising but totally pisses me off! I kick them out.

Then I look outside and see them keying my car, which angers me to the extent that I run outside and start beating the hell out of one really smug-looking guy. I've managed to push him over, and I take a little skipping jump to kick him in the face, then wake myself up by kicking the wall really hard.

Always, I wanna be with mew, and make believe with mew
and live in harmony harmony oh nyan
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bravo1102 at 7:39PM, Oct. 5, 2010
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I'm living in a old rambling Victorian house and am sick in bed. Family comes by and it's my birthday in my room and I get animals and candy. It is also Thanksgiving and I am told to come down for dinner and cake.
Turns out I slept through dinner and people are leaving. I have no idea who any of these people are as they show pictures showing their relationship and express their concern about me. I'm offered some leftovers that'll be heated up.
I'm looking forward to eating when one person throws his coat over revealing a red lined cape and a black top hat runs to the organ in the front of the room and pounds out the menacing organ music as the lights all turn to garish funhouse colors.
Turns out it's actually Halloween and this guy announces he is going to kill us all. He runs to an open trunk full of dangerous weapons and laughs about pulling out a meat cleaver but is pulling out a dustpan with a razor sharp edge.
I run over and point my finger at him and make gun noises and that doesn't kill him. I rush him and struggle with the dust pan and start pounding him in the face with it.
I wake up thrashing around.
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ozoneocean at 5:59PM, Oct. 8, 2010
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Wow! I just had a HOT dream that was also pretty cool- sort of like porn with a good story.

But due to the graphic nature I can't really go into detail… Due to who was in it I can't even really talk about that either lol!

But man, that was one hot dream. What a babe.
Thank heavens I woke up when her father walked in though, that was embarrassing!
…I was pretty shocked that he just came over and walked unannounced into her apartment like that. …Damn open plan apartment- proper bedrooms are so much more private :(
 
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Aurora Moon at 2:17AM, Oct. 9, 2010
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I had an odd dream. I dreamt that there was an alien invasion and an zombie aycoplse going on at the same time.

so all the cities and such were utterly destroyed… so we had to live in those homes made out of shipping crates that was also alien-proof and zombie-proof.

I had this job as an delivery girl…. I had to deliver food, weapons and such to all commutites, but it was a very extremely hard job…. I basically had to shoot my way though zombies and aliens to get to those communties.

and of course, my subconscious had to add in videogame music to this as well. :P

that part was cool, but the weird part came near the end of the dream. apparently a bunch of humans came into alien tech that would allow men to get pregnant, and they decided this would be a good way to repopulate the human race since there was so few of us left now. however they needed a woman to impregnate the men, and the higher-ups choose me as one of the few women to do that since how with my uber important job they couldn't afford to have me be pregnant since that would make me an libity then.

I wondered why I wasn't being told get pregnant myself and have some man replace me in my delivery job instead of having me impregnate men. but then they pointed out that I had an unusual immunity to zombie diseases, and there wasn't many humans who had that. So That made me one of the few who could actually do the delivery job without worry of infection or putting the communities at risk. So it wasn't as if I could be replaced.

So therefore they were trying to have all the people in the commuites have much children as possible and one of my new job tasks were to help impregnate the men while I delevered the supplies, hoping that the children would have my immunity to zombies.

I woke up thinking this part was kind of odd.
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ayesinback at 6:18AM, Oct. 9, 2010
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I dream a lot, usually full-blown plots generously populated, but last night there was no storyline, no characters. Those things just drifted in and out. The only concrete thing was my key.

My key was Very important. It unlocked everything, it drove my car, it even installed software. And I couldn't find it. And I only have the vaguest recollection from the dream of all the places I was looking for it: in caves, under pillows, beside a train track, in a restaurant's kitchen.

It was a single key on the type of now old-fashioned hotel key chain: a red translucent plastic diamond, about 3-1/2 inches long, with a white 32 on it.

Let me know if you've seen it.
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On occasion I have really fucked up nightmares. Last night was that occasion.

I dreamed that I was Jonathan Morris from Castlevania. It started out on a mountain top. Normal enough. Seems like any teenage videogame dream.But then I got into a tent. The zipper disappeared and i had to rip my way out of it. I found myself down the bottom of my granddad's yard. Its a long yard filled with old rusted lorries(trucks for you Yanks.) and metal shipping containers like you'd see on a cargo ship. Anyway. I walked up the garden and I dont know who but theres a guy with me. I tap on the back door to my granddad's house and I back away from the door. I ask the guy with me if he has a weapon. I pass him a whip and the door opens. A man in a full suit of armor comes out swinging a huge metal flail. He comes after me and I slide past him and knock him over.

Doesnt sound fucked up yet does it? Well the next part was.

The armor collapses and a head rolls out of it. It attaches itself to a bedside locker as if that was its new body. The thing zooms over to me and i pick up a sword and ram it through the back of its head. It just looks at me and says Ive had the first attack and its his turn. It picks me up with telekinesis or something dream logicy and brings its head back to head butt me in the face with the sword thats impaled through his. Someone throws me a pair of scissors and I stab the thing in the eye and it just keeps laughing. I take the scissors back out and begin stabbing the shit out of it until its dead.

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Adariel at 6:30AM, Oct. 29, 2010
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Before i had dreams that are interconnected with each other, not in consecutive nights and in a jumble. But they feel so real its like watching a whole life memory.

The main theme is that i lost my parents on a bandit raid/war on our village, i got separated from my younger brother and i spend a great deal of time looking for him all over the place.

Weird enough, eventually i got to ‘finish’ that story.
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Ochitsukanai at 5:08PM, Oct. 29, 2010
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I'm in high school at a pep rally. While my friends and I are studiously ignoring everything and looking morose, I remark to one of them that it's uncharacteristic for me to even be at a pep rally, then recall that I even managed to skip the mandatory one. I then recall that graduation already happened and we're not even in high school. Some unrelated mascot runs out and I tell the person next to me that I'm obviously having a dream.

Knowing this, I then fly upward and phase through the roof. There's a large suburb below me that spreads out to the horizon; I consciously think “It's amazing that I'm creating all of this mentally.” I fly down and phase my face through the wall of one of the houses. A fifties housewife wearing a cherry-pattern dress is taking a cherry pie out of the oven and smiling. I'm aware that her children are on the way home from school on a bus and she's married to a fifties businessman who smokes a pipe, and she's talked herself into being happy with this sort of life. I repetitively think that the capacities of the human brain are really amazing.

Always, I wanna be with mew, and make believe with mew
and live in harmony harmony oh nyan
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The main theme is that i lost my parents on a bandit raid/war on our village, i got separated from my younger brother and i spend a great deal of time looking for him all over the place.

Weird enough, eventually i got to ‘finish’ that story.


Fable?
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Adariel at 8:49PM, Oct. 29, 2010
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The main theme is that i lost my parents on a bandit raid/war on our village, i got separated from my younger brother and i spend a great deal of time looking for him all over the place.

Weird enough, eventually i got to ‘finish’ that story.


Fable?

Didn't know there was game like that, now i'm buying it. Maybe i was the game story writer who got amnesia or something
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Ochitsukanai at 9:44AM, Nov. 4, 2010
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I'm sent to get batteries. I can do this by going through a small door in the corner of the living room that leads directly to a small door in the back corner of a supermarket, but unfortunately it's somehow a supermarket in a really bad neighborhood, so there's the perpetual threat of gang-related shooting. I'm sneaking surreptitiously around the perimeter of the store trying to find batteries, and I succeed, only to be told upon my return that I was really meant to get eggs.

Seriously pissed, I return to the store to get eggs, only this time gang violence does break out! I'm fighting some guy who, fortunately, doesn't have a gun. I manage to trip him, then tip over a shopping cart and shove it really hard with the sole of my boot so that it will skid into his head. I must do all of this without breaking any of the eggs in the carton I'm holding, but I never learn how well I accomplished this because, AGAIN, I wake myself up by kicking the wall really hard.

Always, I wanna be with mew, and make believe with mew
and live in harmony harmony oh nyan
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Blitzkrieg1701 at 2:41PM, Nov. 4, 2010
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Last night I dreamed I was watching this gritty, cyberpunk movie… about baseball… staring Sylvester Stallone and Michael Jordon. Actually, now that I think about it, I think it might have been a movie ABOUT Sylvester Stallone and Michael Jordon making a gritty, cyberpunk baseball movie.

Either way, I really wish this dream movie actually existed, 'cos it sounds awesome.
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Ochitsukanai at 7:42PM, Nov. 6, 2010
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I'm at a resort when murders start occurring! The murderer kills a person, covers the face with India ink, then presses rice paper on it in order to make an impression, like Japanese fishermen do with fish they catch. This is the murderer's nefarious calling card, which is left beside the corpse.

Fortunately I am a brilliant sleuth, by which I mean I am badly imitating Hercule Poirot's accent, the whole time. No one acts like this is weird. I interrogate everyone, including the stereotypical “rich couple who are too good to be interviewed by fake Belgian detective” and “artsy lady in crazy outfit+beret.”

Ultimately I determine by splatter evidence that the murderer's applying the ink with a big paint roller and tray, and the angle of application of ink and paper imply left-handedness. I can tell by the angles of the nose on the impression. Also, this isn't about money, it's about artistry, but it doesn't end up being the artsy lady, it's some other secretly artsy lady who hates that woman's success and is trying to teach her a moral lesson about art and fame.

This lady is the ONLY left-handed person, so when I dramatically reveal this to everyone once I've got them all in a room, she confesses easily. Everyone toasts this with champagne and I arrogantly laugh like “hoh hoh hoh hohhh!” before waking up in a fantastic mood.

Always, I wanna be with mew, and make believe with mew
and live in harmony harmony oh nyan
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ozoneocean at 9:13PM, Nov. 6, 2010
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Hillarious! :)
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I dreamed I was living in a shared house with a bunch of creative people… Gritty, grubby, messy people.

Anyway, I woke up feeling very light so I started flying around the house, trying not to knock things over. Then I flew outside and flew around out there, zipping all over the place… too fast.
I had to grab onto tree branches and the tops of high giant bamboo to slow myself- but that backfired a but because it bent back and flicked me the other way like a catapult!

To arrest my wild fight I grabbed onto the top of an old wardrobe that was being used as part of the fence, but because I was going so fast I ripped it off.
While trying to put the top back on the wardrobe I spotted the horrible mean nasty ape that lives next door…

I ducked down so it wouldn't see me. It started riding its tricycle, got bored and then climbed into a cement mixer next to the fence, turned it on and had a little spin inside. So I tried again to put the wood back and it saw me!!!!
The damn dirty beast grabbed a piece of the wood in its misshapen, horrible hand and tossed it at me like a spear!

…I flew away just in time…

Then some crazy dick turned on the sprinklers and I got all wet.

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Johnny Depp was in my dream too. He was stayin in the guest house. He was really dorky in real life with a weak hipster moustache. I convinced him to do another Pirates of the Caribbean movie… and admitted that I've never actually seen ANY of them and I don't really care for him as an actor anyway, but I know everyone loves his pirate movies, so he should give people what they want.
 
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itsjustaar at 12:47AM, Dec. 14, 2010
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My strangest dream…? Or rather, one of the more sane ones.

I'm performing on Broadway as one of the second-to-top main characters, doing a number with a voice somewhat on par with Hugh Jackman. As the play ends, it's ultimately revealed that everyone I've ever known, or wished to have known, was either in the play with me or had a hand in making it. It ended with me a woman I just recently made acquaintance with (and avid supporter IRL), who was director, going out for dinner after the show. It was very surreal, done in a very calm, romantic motion-picture sort of thing. Nothing too out there, thankfully.

As far as nightmares go… I dunno. I can't say I've had too many nightmares so to speak; they're usually brief, and basically a few good haunted house moments I had as a kid growing up. One such was this old show in California which was kinda like, a really low-budget Elvira thing. The main character was supposed to look like Grandpa Munster with a Jack the Ripper-sorta look going for him. Heh, the show had to have been filmed in some lonesome dude's basement, because it was pretty sad. xD

But towards the end, they had this strange production logo. I guess one of the four horseman would ride across the studio title, kinda like the Touchstone Pictures thing, before falling off. It had some godawful jerky animation, kinda like the Mutant Enemy thing, and I guess there'd be like a Wilhelm Scream or some kinda rambling in-between all of that. I dunno, but that thing always unnerved me.

Lord knows if I'll ever encounter anyone who's seen what I'm talking about.
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I had a dream once when I was on a boat, shaped like a swan.
It was elegently crafted, and embroided with patterns and designs, and I was sailing through a very beautiful city built atop of water.
The city was surrounded with an aura of peace and solemness that can only be experienced through the vision of dreams.
The people of the city acknowlegded me silently as I continued to steer the boat.
With me, was a girl with silky orange hair and soft skin and gentle smile.
She and I were rowing the boat together through the enchanted city built atop the crystal clear waters.
As we were rowing the boat, I noticed her soft skin, and I caressed her shoulder, as I was sitting beside her, and I kissed her cheek, noticing her silent but serene smile.
I could smell her scent, her fragrance.
Words cannot describe the experience.
Then she lay on my lap and began to nap, while the swan boat brought us nearer to the destination.
The boat arrived at a place where there was a doctor or healer of sorts, who looked at me knowingly and sighed, as if feeling sorry for me.
The girl was still asleep, and I carried her to the shore in my arms, and passed the girl to the doctor/healer.
Somehow I knew that this moment would come, when i finally would let go of her.
And as I realized this moment, I woke up.

A few days before I had this dream, someone very close to me had passed away. I guess the dream was something given to me to soothe my anguish that i felt at that point of time… Still, it was a very good dream, and I could still remember it all these years.
last edited on July 14, 2011 4:28PM
ayesinback at 10:28AM, Dec. 14, 2010
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I had a dream once .. .. ..
what a beautiful dream.
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