I thought of starting this thread since i'm still being disturbed by last night's dream where i got straight Es in my English Lit exam so i thought i'd make this topic

Was quite a weird one, not as bad as the one where i fell off a building and woke up on the floor

but anyway, what was your last dream?

Cutting fried eggs with a rusty Hacksaw while whispering ominous threats, personally.

i'm on top of a mountain with my friends and playing in the snow... then i go into a hut, where angelina jolie (!!) turns up out of nowhere. we watch somebody run up the outside wall and enter the room through the balcony door xD then we talk about soccer.

call me crazy ^^

Latest one I remember vividly, Im in the middle of the street all of a sudden a church bell rings, (used in WW2 to signify air raids) so I run into a bookshop to only look outside to see giant CHICKEN zepplins and every time the crow it drops an egg bomb (never actually saw if it was an bomb or not), so then my brother shows up in a RC romote controlled car and we escape, then I woke up very confused.

Last night I dreamt of John Carpenters Vampires don't know why though....I haven't even seen it.

Just last night I had a wierd dream that I replaced Marty from 'Back to the Future' and I was trying to sneak past some doberman with Doc Brown. Then after running through the woods from it after distracting it a little it ended up changing into me playing with an American Eskimo dog in a patch of white sand that looked like a snow flat. There was also a bunch of those wierd little colored number icons that you have your Pikmin carry in the Pikmin games lying in the sand.

I don't remember dreams very often, but fortunately I recall this one from last night:

I'm on a moderately full train - all the seats are full but no one is resorting to being stood up. Its summer. The guy sat next to me suddenly gets shot in the back of the head by two gunmen who are sat casually behind. No one around reacts. More people keep getting shot from behind, but no one seems to notice. I realise that we've passed my stop, and begin to worry why the train hasn't stopped. I get up, and start moving to the front of the train. The gunmen stay seated. I feel relatively safe from harm, somehow knowing that they will not shoot me. I am stood up at the front compartment of the train, when my (previously dead) neighbour appears and says, 'we have to get off'. I calmly point out that the train is moving at over 70mph and the chances of bailing out and surviving are almost nil. My companion notes my comment, and approaches the driver's cab. I do not see what happens within, but he comes out and says 'the driver is dead. And an owl.'

Then he is shot again and goes down like a brick.

I run to the front of the cab and manage to punch some random buttons to make the train stop and the doors open. By this time I assume that the mysterious gunmen have realised I am not in cahoots with them, and thus will kill me too. I walk out of the train and onto ground level, apparently in the middle of no where. I am pursued, and thus find it a good idea to hide around the other side of the train. Then I realise as there are two gunmen, they will simply come around from either side and pincer me off.

It is at that point I woke up.

I don't remember exactly what I was dreaming, but a few weeks ago I woke up screaming at the top of my lungs in rage.

The last dream I remember is two years old. It was insane though. I don't remember all the details but Naruto, Avatar, Artemis Fowl, and Code Lyoko characters were all there.

Last one I had:

It was my birthday party and I was playing Guitar Hero with my brother and then somebody stuffed up the toilet and I had to fix it. After I did that, I had a "private party" with my best friend's girlfriend.

awesome thread.

i have a recurring dream that i can fly because air has a similar consistency to water except you keep your momentum better and you dont float(sort of)its mad like, if you take a run up you can fly up and up in a sort of swimming/flying motion and can stay suspended in mid air if you kind of "tread air"?its not a particulary tiring way to travel around or very fast but you can get up to a reasonable speed if you get into a rhythm.

any other sleep-flyiers?

i had a dream i was banging a really hot chick in my class. then i woke up >.< damn you god!

Combine... Sector Seventeen Overwatch... Nova Prospekt squad one-fourteen respond code three... Deploying sterilizers....

I dreamt that I wake and see that it's around 8:20 o'clock (While I have to wake up a 5:55) I start mumbling quite an impressive row of insults and curses for a few minutes, start to get up... And my alarm woke me up.

What's weird is that my room from my dream looked exactly the same as it did after i woke up, with the scattered clothes and books, even the position of the sun, but I guess it's just my subcontious filling up the holes.

Cool idea dude

Mine was pretty vivid, for me...first of all running around an abandoned hospital with a gun that shot out paint, but not very far, and there were about 10 people going round trying to shoot each other with them; and the whole atmosphere and everything was like a horror film, though I wasn't actually scared

Then I dreamed that I was cycling away from somewhere down a really steep motorway in the Lake District, but then there was a really heavy thunderstorm so I had to stop, then a load of people from my 6th form turned up and were waiting for a bus. Then the road randomly turned into grass, and a herd of sheep stampeded up the hill. Weird.

Here's goes some f***-upitude:

So, I was laying in my bed, twas somewhere round midnight, and this humongous spider just waltzes in. This thing was huge, 'bout the size of a german sheppard. And wouldn't you know, it starts talking dirty to me, and begins fellating me. A SPIDER! And to be honest, twas quite good.
However in the middle of this little adventure my friend pulls me off of my bed and begins yelling at me.
Friend 1:"DUDE! LOOK ALIVE!"
Me:"Why are you yelling?" *bomb goes off in distance.*
F1:"WHAT!?"
Me:"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!?"
F2:"THE ENEMY HAS OUR INTELLIGENCE! YOU'RE OUR ONLY SCOUT GO GET IT BACK!"

Noone told me our opponents were the decepticons. So, As I'm issuing my reignation statement I'm hit by a truck, which blew up in the distance. I'm taken to the hospital where the nurses, not doctors, nurses are all Marlin Brando. Okay, whatever...Roll with it.
So, they patch up my legs, and ask me if I've been looking for work lately. I tell them that I have been.
Short story shorter, I'm now part of the mafia. My first job, is to get the Red Team's intelligence. Here, I'm a little baffled, but I roll with it. Turns out, my team is mostly made of demomen and engineers, all of which, are decepticons. So! In my 800 dollar suit, and a Ford F150, I take the enemies intelligence, and ride back to the base. As I return, I am informed a scout is comming to reclaim their breif case. It is my duty to put him out.
So, I drive off to a good hiding spot, where I meet up with whom is apparently my new girlfriend, the spider. So, we spot the scout, who seems rather distraught about his job, and I punch the gas. I end up ramming the scout, but only hurting his legs. I try to turn around but an engineer's missile pod takes out my truck. Cheese was everywhere.
Luckily me and the spider made it out alive. The Don congratulated and thanked me for my efforts, and me and the horrible spider were shot in the hospital.
I awoke to find only my legs were injured. A gentlemen come sin and asks me if I might be lookign for work....

And then I awoke.

I was at a baseball game when the seventh inning stretch came, but instead of getting up and stretching, there was a giant orgy...then I woke up.

The last dream I remember having was this: San Francisco was an island and the entire coastline was made up of sand beaches. At dusk and throughout the night these weird creatures that looked like beavers with rabbit limbs, bat wings, leathery cat ears and whip-like tails that curled under their bodies and constantly put out small jets of flame would fly in cirlces just along the coastlines. It freaked me the hell out, but everyone else insisted they were totally normal and harmless.

Then I went and hung out with my best friend and a coworker of his (whom I've never met) on the beach behind the Ferry Building until the bublins (apparently this is what the beaver-bats were called) came out, and some crazy girl was moving the next day.

Sadly enough, this is pretty tame for my dreams...

The last dream i can remember was a few days ago and it went like this.

Me and my family were going on a trip somewhere (no one told me where). We boarded the plane right off the tarmac and took off. About five minutes later I could see an outside view of the plane (like in gta) and then all of the sudden i somehow knew the pilot was drunk and we crashed. Then huge letters appeared which spelled out YOU ARE DEAD (kinda like in resident evil). I then heard a voice say its not time and i was back at the airport with my family apparently before the plane took off. I tried to convince my family not to get on the plane but they would not listen. I stayed behind as they flew up and i watched them crash.

I can't remember too many dreams. I recently dreamt I was shot in the stomach while in a staircase. It felt too realistic for comfort.

Well mine was after a long night of playing MK2 as I felt like getting out the classics. All I really remember was me walking along when sub-zero pops out of nowhere and freezes me. At this point i'm a little worried for my safety until Skorpion throws a pear at me narrowly missing my face an epic battle ensues between sub-zero and Skorpion with it ending by Sub-Zero getting a spear into the heart and Skrpion getting a spinectamy.
Then I woke up. Fun.

Unfortunately, when I dream, it seems even more real than my life at some points... Consequently when I dream it has some deeper and more significant meaning, usually pointing out things that my concious mind is missing... I used to type out my dreams on my laptop so I would remember and could decipher them, but alas, I deleted that file about a week ago... Trust me, I have some fucked up dreams when I do.... I just don't feel like explaining most of them right now... Some days, being a Sith Lord definitely sucks...

Oh yes, I just remember I woke up quite upset with my dream this morning. It started with me and some friends shoplifting from a joke shop, and then I started walking home, though the road was indoors.

Then my Granddad, who has passed away when I was younger, appeared, but he looked like Tommy Lee Jones and sounded like the man who plays Father Ted. As usual my garden path had turned into a steep snowy mountain, and as I started to climb, Father Tommy Lee Granddad couldn't, so I cut him some dents in the snow with his car keys so he could.

We then reached my living room where he then said "Let's watch 'A Touch of Frost'," then I woke up crying... probably because I missed climbing snowy mountains with my Granddad.

Though its not as strange as my recurring monkey-kidnaps-me-and-I'm-held-hostage-in-my-old-primary-school which I only get after taking long hikes.

funny story, i recently had a dream where i was talking to my drama teacher outside the music department and she suggested i start taking tutoring. i asked her why since i do pretty well at drama, she winked and said thats not all they do so she pulled out a bag of pot. frankly i was disgusted and stormed off (i hate drugs). she chased after me and said it can be all serious if i want so i went ahead with her.

when i got there however all they were doing was smoking pot so i left bubbling with rage. i sat down outside my locker letting the rage build inside me when a small group i know came up and started poking fun at me. in real life this one guy simmon (whos in the group) would quite often tease me about my half-foot. normally i dont mind but at this point i was particually pissed off so i lashed out at him.

eventually he was on the ground unconscious so i took my shoe off with just my hard prothesis on and began to stomp on his face until his skull cracked.... just imagine how he felt when i told him about it the next day :P he doesnt tease me about it as much now.

I honestly forget most of my dreams, but the ones I remember are usualy video game based.

Like I was fighting a wolf monster thing as kid Goku and used forward E to kamehameha his face off while he was hiding under a car...

And the next dream I think I was fighting three vampires in the same techneque, only I was out of energy and ended up just flying around them.

I think an interpretation of my dreams would be I either play too much video games or too much Dragonball Z Budokai Tenkiechi 3...

I'm playing Megaman 2 (well it looks like Megaman2) and I get to a point in which there is a giant gap in the ground, and I keep having Megaman jump into it, I even try all of the different abilities I have available, none of them help.

Last one I remember having since I can't remember allot of them. Everyone was watching some giant UFO hovering over the empire state building. It had a giant chrome like shell, large spikes, and it also had a dozen red eyes, the center-font one being the largest by far. Just watching it was charming in a way. A bunch of fighter planes eventually shot it down, and it made the same sound Striders make when you kill them. People all over the city cheered until it rose up again, good as new. The UFO's spikes became red, then shot out in every direction. They turned out to be missiles, missiles that battered the fighter planes out of the sky. People screamed and the city's emergency alarm went off. That emergency alarm grew louder until it faded into the sound of my real alarm. By real alarm, I mean the one I use to wake me up.

I've been plaged with a dream where the man I love is lied to just to get him to come to where I live, and then gets the living crap beat out of him. Normally I wake up in a cold sweat and reaching for my phone to call him, just to make sure he's ok. That's until I figure out I'm still at home, He's not in the same state that I'm in, and everything is ok. I still don't know why it's tormenting me like this. But I know I'm getting tired of it!

Woke up in the dream and no one was there. House was empty and the streets were completely void of life. I walk down the road and see a small dog, it stares at me and than screams, like the scream some frightened girl in a horror movie would belt out. After that i woke up.

I was walking to work, when hands reached out of a nearby crusty alleyway, dragged me to the ground and put something over my mouth. Scene change, and I am naked and handcuffed in a shower. Someone turns the water on, and it gets steadily hotter and hotter until the steam is making me choke and it feels as if I'm being boiled alive. Then the alarm goes off and for the first time in a long while I'm glad to wake up in the morning.

I tell you, something is WRONG with my brain.

I got shot in the shoulder.

I have this reoccurring nightmare where I wake up in my bed and I see a figure standing at the doorway and I instinctively know it's death. It never looks like death in the classical sense with the robe and scythe, it looks like a man, but I know it's death. Scares the hell out of me.

before I start I would like to state that my dreams are always abstract and somewhat freakish so this one doesn't particularly stand out as being strange or abnormal

My friend jose' and i were waiting for a bus across the street from a muni stop. (for those of you who don't live in san francisco muni is a sort of subway train that runs both at ground level and underground) anyways we were standing there waiting when I look down the street and see the muni train skip the tracks and tip on its side flinging people out the windows. me and Jose' run over to help the people. the first thing I did was start to pick up the little kids and pass them to jose'. now when I say pass I mean i was tossing them to him for some reason I don't fully understand but when i looked back at him i saw that he wasn't catching them. instead he had pulled a bat out and was knocking them away like baseballs. I was about to ask him why when I noticed tons of people running past screaming. Jose' ran off while i looked up to see a space shuttle on fire falling from the sky, trailing not far behind was a fiery satellite. they both crash landed about twenty miles away. suddenly Trisha, another friend, grabbed my arm and started pulling me away. she took me to the top of an incredibly tall tower. we looked out the window at the utterly massive spall of the city that i had only just realized wasn't San Francisco at all. as i examined the chaos of burning buildings and looting below us Trisha pointed to the sky. I looked up and saw a gigantic bomb falling towards where the shuttle and satellite crashed. the bomb struck directly in between them and began to engulf the city in a massive burning mushroom cloud. I looked to my right and was met with Trisha's glowing smile but before I could take in all of her glorious beauty the shockwave hit our tower. the tower crumbled to pieces and we fell... we fell and fell and fell for what seemed like hours. eventually trisha faded off into the distance along with everything else. I started to slow down to a steady downward drift. the farther down I drifted the less i could move. slowly i began to see a bright red smiley face below me it came closer and closer until i drifted straight through it's open smiling mouth. it was the that i awoke.

the strangest thing was that I had only been asleep for 10 minutes.