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Post by PFA on Jul 22, 2020 11:20:18 GMT -5
I had a dream last night about this Dark Souls-esque game, where you played as a priest of the sun god, and the final boss was this super buff pharaoh guy with dark magic who kept taunting you with lines like "your god has no power over me." (Dream me commented that the voice acting was really good)
And apparently the gimmick of the fight was that there were these sun spots that would appear on the ground, and you had to stand in them to build the power to beat the boss. But the problem was that, as you were trying to do that, the boss would still be attacking you and would hit for truckloads of damage. Apparently it was regarded as one of the hardest boss fights of all time.
It was real cool. Wish it was a real game, lol.
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Post by Lizica on Jul 31, 2020 16:54:12 GMT -5
Sort of a spooky Clow Cards meets the One Ring kind of dream? Standard sort of beginning, I think--a mysterious old man gives me a pile of stuff, which mostly seems like junk, then warns me not to burn it, and somehow I'm convinced to keep it, and it ends up in a pile in my bedroom. From it, the thing I'm most interested in are these antique sepia playing cards. They have hand-painted images surrounded by scroll-like flowery borders, and descriptive flavor text at the bottom. They're gorgeous. (And I keep them in the same wrinkled brown paper lunch bag that the old man gave to me.) One night, after I put the cards away, a small earthquake hits my bedroom, and warps the jungle gym playground I have at the end of my bed in the dream. (XD) I don't think much of it at the time. But the next day, a friend's baby crawls into my bedroom, unbeknownst to me, and a bigger earthquake hits the house we're all staying at. Somehow or other, my friend deduces that her baby must have found some magical thing in my bedroom and accidentally triggered the earthquake magic. Stuck in my blankets, we find a single bronze-gold coin with the same image as one of the antique cards. I must have accidentally been touching this coin when that small earthquake ruined my jungle gym! But where did it come from? Did it come from the antique card? We try to wrap up all the cards and coins together, so that there aren't any loose. But I'm messy, and the next night, my friend's baby finds a coin from the fire card, and the fire it makes causes quite a lot of panicking and fire extinguishers. (I should note that the baby is totally fine throughout all of this--just sowing chaos is all.) Much stranger, however, is that when I go to check on the cards again after the fire incident (I think I wanted to prove that I did put them all neatly together, it's not my fault!). But not only are the cards and coins oddly messier than when I left them, but I find that there are more of them now, like they're multiplying. One of the new cards/coins features Celestial ( Celestial, you're in this dream now, I'm sorry x'D). The flavor text on this card simply calls them "his sister" and explains how they're part of this historical society that meets annually to restore a local landmark. (In the dream, one of my RL friends is also in the same group. They rebuild historically accurate eco-friendly bricks out of pumpkin seeds.) Celestial, understandably freaked out by this, tells me that this madness has to stop, and that I should burn all the cards. And furthermore, that I should burn the cards one at a time, to make sure each individual one has been destroyed and that none have slipped out, and that I should also destroy any lists of the cards I have--any and all objects involving them that could potentially re-spawn them. So I take out all the stuff the old man gave me, which includes a three-ring binder with a lot of papers about the cards. As I go through it, I'm reminded that the old man warned me not to burn the cards, and I'm additionally distracted and fascinated by how in-depth and weirdly prescient the papers seem to be. The papers are filled with statistics about my characters, warnings about destroying these objects, etc. I woke up as I was looking through the binder, so I will never know what terrifying thing was going to happen if I tried to destroy the cards. x'D My subconscious is warning you to please be careful if you ever run into ancient magical artifacts during your historical studies, Celes?
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Post by Gelquie on Sept 9, 2020 20:42:18 GMT -5
Last night, I ended up going to a local protest on campus. (I think it was an anti-fascism one.) And for some reason unusual to this area, it ended up being this huge thing, with an equal amount of people counter-protesting (??).
Anyway, I decided to go to it, and while I was at my parents' house (from very far away??), I decided to bring one of the dogs along (and ended up taking one that we don't have and I think my dream invented?? (Couldn't tell you the breed. Same coloring as Boxer, but this one had a longer nose. I could swear it's a breed I've seen, I just don't know my dog breeds.))
Anyway, I went and Buddy was cooperative, and he was a huge hit among people. At least the ones on my lane. I think it tempered tempers at times from the other side, though. Because look, doggie!!
At one point, someone on our anti-fascism side got kidnapped, and I volunteered to go over and talk them out of kidnapping said person. I entered their carnival entry thing (??) and got greeted by.... someone I know?? How could they. D= (...Except it turned out to be an actor I saw on TV when I was young, and not someone I actually knew personally.) We took a moment to talk to each other, remembering our common traits that made us friends, but uh... talk about incompatible ideologies, dang.
It got weirder. And overall Buddy (who was traveling with me) was pretty much ignored, or got the occasional comment.
I ended up talking to their leader and tried to talk into releasing their hostage because uh, what the heck. And while I was successful in some ways, including freeing the hostage (including me offering to go in their place), at some point I got the heck out of there, they freed the hostage, and then announced they'd take more hostile action.
Cue me getting the heck out of there. Just as I was doing so, they unleashed their weapon.... A huge white drone flying in and blaring out an LRAD telling us to leave. (Long Range Acoustical Device. Basically, a really, really damaging speaker that completely messes with you and is loud enough to permanently damage your hearing in seconds.) Everyone started to disperse because um, it's an LRAD, what?? It's actually scary! (They were near us too; we don't know how they weren't affected.)
Of course I took it badly, if you know me at all you'd know that. But I was concerned about Buddy, of course! I got his attention and we high-tailed it back to the car.
And then we drove off, and it was actually a pretty pleasant drive back, now that we'd teleported back to my parents' home town. There were cars near us, and no matter who they were, everyone was pretty chill. The mountains and hills were nice and it was nice and light overcast out and also it was 4am because at some point I decided this was in the middle of the night. Must've been a summer protest.
I think my dream forgot about Buddy by the time I was in the car, but I assume he was in the backseat. He was a good, fictional dog.
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Post by Killix on Sept 15, 2020 7:59:50 GMT -5
An evil building was eating/zombifying people, but I saved everyone.
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Post by Twillie on Sept 16, 2020 14:10:03 GMT -5
I slept in until 1:30 in the afternoon today and dreamt that Beyonce robbed me.
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Post by Gelquie on Oct 3, 2020 16:44:30 GMT -5
I had a dream that I was traveling, in a way that involved a lot of airport-hopping, basically around Europe. (Which, disclaimer, I've never been.)
I think for some reason I kept taking the wrong flights, or was having trouble getting to the right place? Because I'd basically been hopping around different countries in Europe for no reason. These places included France, Germany, Holland, and another I can't remember. Usually I got there by plane or by magic dream teleportation powers, but at least one time (I think to go from France to Germany), I took a really fast train.
And maybe I was confused throughout regarding where I ended up, but it wasn't an anxiety dream. I never felt like I was at risk of missing my flights. I was really more interested in the places I visited, and everything I saw (I wasn't just at airports or stations), and what I saw at the airports (there was one small section of the dream dedicated to buying various things from an airport's many food stands; I think that one was before my flight back home), and generally enjoying country-hopping and quickly seeing everything.
When I woke up, I thought, maybe this is something I actually want to do one day.
... ...One day.
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Post by Gelquie on Nov 17, 2020 20:42:03 GMT -5
Last night, I dreamed about a movie (which had a title but I forgot, dangit) where there's two guys, and one guy is a terrible person and does something terrible. The other guy does something about it, but then decides he wants revenge against the guy, and to overcome some personal perceived flaw that would prevent him from killing him, he engages in self-hypnosis to transform him into the killer he needs to be. Through the self-hypnosis, he utterly changes and becomes quite extreme, and quite dangerous, and it's apparent in his looks and to everyone.
There's a female character in the movie who is said other guy's friend who was affected by the antagonist, but gradually becomes horrified by what the male MC is becoming. No, she's not a love interest. The movie tried to make it such, dream-me went "Nope!".
And the cover of the movie shows the movie's antagonist, then a progression snapshot of the guy in four images, the first one showing him normally, then the subsequent ones showing what he becomes.
It actually does give me an idea for a story, but uh, I'm going to take liberties with some of the stuff the dream gave me in order to make it stronger. xD The female character will also have a lot more of a role (it will still not be "love interest"; in fact she's going to be a lesbian.) There will also be more characters. I have ideas for them already.
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Post by Blueysicle on Nov 20, 2020 22:14:04 GMT -5
Last night, I had a dream where I was extremely tired and all I wanted to do was sleep.
...Okay then.
(I'm not entirely sure what brought that on, either. I was pretty sleep-deprived during Election Week, but my sleep cycle has since gotten back on track)
Also, I've noticed a recurring trend in my dreams this year where I'll be out and about in public as if things were normal, then all of a sudden have a moment of clarity where dream!Me realizes, "Oh crap, I left my mask at home!"
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Post by Gelquie on Jan 2, 2021 21:11:42 GMT -5
So I dreamed that I visited my mom's house during the pandemic after all! And there was a time when we ran out of One (1) thing for dinner, and mom decided we have to go to the store for this one thing! (Okay, it was a key ingredient, but my RL mom mentions she's become more flexible with food. Who knows, though.)
I went: "Okay, fine, I'll go," despite my reservations about the store generally being more common to have anti-maskers. And my mom went, "oh, you can't use my car right now," implying that it's broken down. Just like mine! (And yet somehow I got there.) She goes on to say "You'll have to use the other one." And I, thinking it's my dad's car, think "nooooo, I'd rather not..."
Except it's apparently not. Apparently she got what I could at its closest call it a go-kart? When I first see it, it actually looks sort of like a step stool with foot holds? The vehicle frequently changed shape through the dream. For instance, immediately upon getting inside it, there was magically a seat, and I could just sit tight. And mom was riding with me as well, somehow? The vehicle was very vague and ultimately didn't make sense.
Anyway, she takes the controls at first, and she sort of rides me through some small-vehicle friendly trails that apparently exist. The thing with the vehicle is, it will only go forward 30 seconds at a time. And I was like "oh no, we're absolutely not gonna make it in 30 seconds!". But she said she'd ride first so I can get it, and we just dart through all these paths, really quickly, and we reach the store place in 30 seconds! Wow!
My mom goes to go in (passing a thin crowd around the store that's there for some reason?), and I'm about to follow (despite that generally not being pandemic safe? I dunno, dream logic.), and then I realize, oh no, I left my mask at home!! I run from the crowd and go back to the go-kart and... realize I don't remember which way is the path my mom took to get there! So I try to go one of my old routes, I follow it, and...
Well, first 30 seconds, and I'm not anywhere close to home. Just driving along the trail, trying to get the hang of the speed, and somehow not running into people along the paths. Thankfully, every 30 seconds, all I have to do it activate the cart again, so it's more annoying than anything. But it takes me multiple tries, and yeah, the scenery is neat. And I feel like I'm on the right path. But I don't think I ever actually got there before the dream ended.
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Post by Gelquie on Jan 6, 2021 16:24:58 GMT -5
I dreamed that I was Espin, doing another run of Hero City. And the previous year (also as Espin), I had managed to win the year by setting up this dastardly plan of blowing up a dam or something, something that would cause untold damage. The heroes tried to stop me, but to no avail; Espin won that day.
Now it was the next year, and Espin was threatening to do catastrophic damage to the city again, this time also involving the dam! I think maybe this time it was to block up a river so that water wouldn't get in to the city? So Espin went to enact his dastardly master plan... and found the water was already blocked up by a lot of rocky quartz. And Espin was like "well dang, uhh..." And he spent way too much time trying to alter his plan so that his deeds would be actually disastrous, all while trying to convince the heroes that he has a dastardly deed here, he promises!
And at some point Espin and the heroes end up in this super geeky arcade place where Espin is still brainstorming his plan but also... maybe-maybe enacting part of his plan here? He tries teaming up with some geeky people without revealing his evil nature, but ultimately he gets distracted by unrelated things and ends up defeating a villain who was trying to wreck the geeky arcade pizza place because no, this is his place now!!
And so Espin becomes a very small-time and unrecognized hero for that day instead of like, any villainy, and I don't think Espin changed at all for it besides a growing bond between him and one of the geeky guys who I don't remember anything about.
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Post by Twillie on Jan 15, 2021 21:33:13 GMT -5
Woke up from an impromptu nap dream, which always seem to be my most vivid. I don't remember most of it, but it ended where I was either watching or a part of a Spongebob episode, either way being in the perspective of Spongebob. He was gathering materials to make smores, but he's interrupted by a news story on television about a nearby apartment building being set on fire. Turns out that it was Miss Puff who unintentionally started the fire after setting up a ritual candle circle in the hopes of asking supernatural forces to provide her a better job.
The thing is that none of this feels too out of character with anyone here.
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Post by PFA on Feb 20, 2021 13:54:58 GMT -5
I had a dream last night about a Zelda multiplayer randomizer, where everyone was placed in the same map, but you could pick from different versions of Link (i.e. one person could be Wind Waker Link, another Ocarina of Time Link, etc.), and you could use the mechanics of each game to your advantage. And the goal was (I think?) to collect all the pieces of the Triforce in order to get into Ganon's castle and defeat him.
It was real cool. Adding to the list of dream things I wish were real, lol
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Post by Lizica on May 16, 2021 1:12:04 GMT -5
So, in the dream there was a swaggering, outgoing, can't-tell-me-what-to-do rule-breaker guy. He annoyed pretty much every authority figure he crossed paths with--teachers, mayors, you name it. He made his own rules and disregarded anyone else's, and he was often kind of hard to talk to because he was prone to talking over you--but he wasn't really a bad guy at all. (I'd probably classify him as a jerk with a heart of gold or better, though I don't know him IRL, and I didn't even know him super well in the dream.)
Anyway, one day, he just--disappears. And then, reappears.
Or so it seems. *wiggles fingers mysteriously to build suspense*
...Basically, apparently the guy had vanished and been replaced with a doppelganger. The doppelganger does look exactly like him, but the chief difference is that the doppelganger cheerfully follows every rule and order and request tossed his way to a T. The other major difference is that when presented with a particularly difficult request or question, the doppelganger's entire face suddenly turns into a flashing computer screen, flickering with reds and whites, as he processes the request (before turning back to normal once he comes to a decision).
So, you know, it's actually extremely obvious that this isn't the real guy.
But the worst part is that almost nobody does anything about it. All the authority figures actually seem to be relieved at the switch, and make excuses for the doppelganger.
Buuuut thankfully, this dystopian-like dream ALSO has THE GREAT MOUSE DETECTIVE CHARACTERS, and Basil and Dawson set off to find out just what happened to the original guy and where this robotic doppelganger came from! They do a lot of sneaking around the guy's house, through the walls, behind strange mechanical devices and such. Eventually, however, they encounter the doppelganger. There's a weird subplot where it at first appears as though Dawson will betray Basil to the doppelganger in exchange for some kind of fancy wine, but it of course turns out to be a clever ploy to get the doppelganger to reveal his secrets.
The lights flash on throughout the rest of the house, and it's revealed that the doppelganger is not alone--he's been building an entire army of robot doppelgangers, each one modeled after someone else in town, each robot with a different face of someone we know. And as the lights come on, the crowd of doppelgangers begins to stir, and robotic eyelids blink open.
And suddenly I'm there in the guy's house, alongside a few of his actual friends, and we're being faced down by this army of robot clones who are going to be set loose and replace the town if we don't do something to stop them, aaaugh--
But what's this? With a dramatic and very timely entrance, the original guy bursts in, having freshly escaped wherever he was being held prisoner. He wrenches off a steel rod that's sticking out of the wall. (This building is apparently a historical property and has loose steel just, like, hanging out of the brick walls at fortuitous spots.) He thrusts the rod at one of the doppelganger robots, and it keels over, its wound spouting sparks and its robotic screen flickering and shutting down. It turns out that the doppelganger robots are similar to vampires, in that you need a very specific weapon to kill them. So now the rest of us scramble to find more steel rods sticking out of the walls to defeat the robots.
I was waking up around this point, but I'm pretty sure we were going to win, now that we had the original guy and his new knowledge on our side.
...So that action-packed dystopian dream was a thing.
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Post by Gelquie on May 20, 2021 12:06:51 GMT -5
I dreamed that I was, once again, trying to move out of my apartment and falling behind. (And also the apartment had a slightly different layout?)
And I was trying to pack everything, and eat everything, in such a way that I guess I did 0 advanced planning for these things? The place was a mess and I wasn't remotely prepared for any checking out.
And for some reason cleaning up and undoing my builds on my Minecraft server was part of the rental agreement? I guess the server was part of what I got from the rent? But I had to leave no trace on there? (And that's where it was weird, because I was in reality moving out of my apartment, but I could simultaneously be in the game as the player character, or rather switch between them.)
At some point the landlord was over to check me out, and I was. Not even close to done. "Just another minute!" I said, and made small talk about how hard it was to undo all the builds (while undoing all the builds), and maybe I could just reset the server? And then made eggs. And then tried to do all the other tasks at once, all while going "just a second!".
Landlord was fairly patient, but dream!landlord was superhumanly patient. xD
I was in the middle of All the Things when I woke up.
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Post by Lizica on Jul 7, 2021 0:39:59 GMT -5
I dreamed the forum was hosting a new mafia game. This version was tailored to be simpler, with shorter posts and a shorter time frame, but the unique twist was that instead of players roleplaying as characters or as a version of themselves, players pretended to be other forumers (similar to the Impersonate a Forumer theme during Spirit Weeks). So, I was rolled as mafia, and I'm pretending to be Ginz (Hi, Ginz ❤! xD), who, incidentally, is also one of my mafia cohorts. XD The real Ginz is actually our mafia's main crime planner, and there was even a section of the dream where she had my house's blueprint on an easel, and marked it up with red cartoons to demonstrate to the rest of the team where we'd strike next. xD My memory's fuzzy around this point, but there was some kind of strange side dream about deciphering a dictionary in a mall bookstore, which would cost too much money, and Gudetama was there, and there was some sort of ...convention? rally? rebellion? anti-mafia mob? of vegans that were making a stand in the mall bookstore? Hm. Alrighty, then. Anyway, my mafia friends and I have to make a speech in front of the crowd of vegan protesters before they get on their bus. I'm holding an egg for some reason, and it accidentally breaks in my hands. I'm so massively nervous and terrified about this (to the point where I partially wake myself up before falling back asleep) because breaking an egg in front of a mob of vegans must be incredibly incriminating. I was so certain they'd figure me out and kill me that not only does my face redden, but my hands become so hot they literally fry the egg in my hands. When someone notices the cooked egg and arouses suspicion, I explosively apologize and start crying. I'm so sure I'll be the next victim. ...But when we check the newspapers the next morning, it turns out, no, the town has actually voted to kill Fraze instead. ( I'm so sorry, Fraze. x'D) The narrator post rationalizes it somehow with something related to economics. Our mafia theorizes that my sobbing apology might have made people feel too guilty to vote for me. Moral of the story: Ginz is epic. Also, don't mess with vegans. Also, sobbing in public may be embarrassing, but it can save your life. Also, Lizica maybe needs a break from eating eggs for breakfast.
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