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  • I had a weird dream

    Well probably not as weird as some of the ones I've had before, but I found it interesting.

    My "dream avatar" (You know, the guy who's "you" in the dream, but doesn't exactly look like the "real you" in fact sometimes he doesn't look like "you" at all) was apparently stuck in some sort of building with 9 floors. There were all kinds of things trying to get him, and when he got past one level, he moved on to the next.

    I can't remember the first 7 floors very well, I just know that he went through them at some point. The 8th floor took place in some sort supermarket, but somehow the avatar managed to skip it completely and teleported to the last floor and this is the one I remember the best.

    9th floor initially consisted of a small white room with no doors. There were a couple of high window with blinds, but they were out of reach and they weren't big enough to crawl out of anyway. It was lit, but there was no apparent light source.

    There were some clothes on the wood floor and little else at first. My avatar was looking for a way out, but there wasn't really much he could do except wait since he knew that the action would start at some point.

    Well he gets the information of what's going to happen instinctively. He knows that this floorl is supposed to be purely psychological. Basically the attempt will be trying to scare the hell out of him so he dies of fright (or goes crazy, not sure which).

    The room at this point has changed. It wasn't just 4 walls anymore. There were two doors and the windows had lowered a bit and were big enough to climb out of now. But he wouldn't be able to escape out of them since there wasn't anything outside to climb down on or even jump to. It was just a dead drop outside. There was this tree branch that bashed against the windows every once in awhile, but no actual tree was outside though. It was also raining heavily with thunder and lightning at this point.

    One of the doors leads to a small walk in closet. The other door leads to a small entryway which has another door that leads to a hallway. This door has a small bolt lock on it, but it's certainly not strong enough to hold anything at bay if it was going to bash in the door.

    A wooden desk with a chair and a lamp on top had appeared in the main room and there was also more clothing all over the room, the entryway and the walk in closet. Finally there was a tape recorder with a bunch of cassettes that had various sounds of people getting killed on them.

    In order to begin, he had to play the tape recorder, which when he did the lights started to flicker on and off and various other noises began. The dream starts getting hazy after that. As I remember the avatar heard something out in the hallway, so he bolted the door and then was trying to shove the desk in front of the door to the main room. The chair was used to block the closet door and all the blinds were closed on the windows.

    It seemed like they were trying to use all the basic attempts at fear all at once. (closet, stormy night, creepy noises, darkness, isolation, etc.) Not sure if it was going to get any worse than that, since I woke up at that point.

    I probably could just chalk this up to being a combo of various games and movies I've watched, but I like I said I still found it to be interesting.
    Last edited by End Master; 01-29-2009, 05:16 AM.
    Writing: It's more fun than a barrel of Ebola ridden monkeys!

  • #2
    Erm, Who cares?
    "Let me tell you something. If you're a real conservative, if you're a real patriot, if you're a real American patriot, DON'T VOTE FOR SARAH PALIN! SHE'S A DUMMY"

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    • #3
      Oh, snap!

      You just got dissed by MEGA!!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!!

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      • #4
        Originally posted by Megamantn View Post
        Erm, Who cares?
        Good point, Mega! How dare End try and make conversation in a forum that hasn't had new posts in a few days by talking about dreams! He shouldn't post if no one's going to pay attention! How thick must End be to post about something no one cares about? How stupid, right?

        In an entirely unrelated note- please, give us updates on Anonymous.
        Originally posted by Ryan_DuBois
        Usoki, you're the crankiest asshole we know. Not that it's a bad thing, it just means that you smell funny and are best left hidden in darkness.
        And it's embarrassing when you make any noise at all.

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        • #5
          Originally posted by Megamantn View Post
          Erm, Who cares?


          I wish I had the patience to deal with retards.
          ~KatieWroteIt

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          • #6
            Originally posted by ChubbyTeletubby View Post
            Oh, snap!

            You just got dissed by MEGA!!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!!
            OH MY GOD, MY FEELINGS!

            Anyway, weak attempt Mega. You don't have the mental capacity to adequately insult me, let alone try to make me angry.

            Try again my Aspie friend.
            Writing: It's more fun than a barrel of Ebola ridden monkeys!

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            • #7
              Nah, man. Mega got you there.

              Give ol' boy a little credit.

              He got you. That was clean and easy. He got you. It's a DREAM, End. No one cares. It's the oldest rule in the book:

              KEEP DREAMS TO YOURSELF!!!!

              End you the coolest nigga. Just admit it. He got you. Nigga.

              (It's okay to say nigga among whites now)

              YAY FOR OBAMA!!!!!!!!!!!!


              YAY!!!!!!!!


              sorry

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              • #8
                Here's another part of the dream I forgot to mention. This part actually happened before the building stuff.

                There was this guy talking to a mutant family. I think he was trying to keep them from killing him, so he was trying to flatter them by explaining how their mutant abilities seemed like they would come in handy.

                There were two brothers who were really badly mutated. Had like all this slime and bumps all over them. The mother was similar, but not as bad as her sons. The daughter was the weird one, since she wasn't actually mutated, she was just caked with dirt and mud. She looked like a "Daisy Mae" farmer's daughter type.

                I don't remember if he was successful or not, the family seemed to be receptive to his flattery though.
                Writing: It's more fun than a barrel of Ebola ridden monkeys!

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                • #9
                  I dream of zombies. Seriously. I am always one of the survivors.

                  Sometimes I also dream of flying.

                  Once I had a dream about a goblin.

                  Another time I had a nightmare involving cowboys and indians and the savage scalping of all my parents... I was approximately five years old. It was tragic.
                  ~KatieWroteIt

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                  • #10
                    I dream of masturbating in front of my dead dad.

                    Put that in your pipe.



                    It's chubby t as always.

                    Just honest truth.

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                    • #11
                      Originally posted by End Master View Post
                      OH MY GOD, MY FEELINGS!

                      Anyway, weak attempt Mega. You don't have the mental capacity to adequately insult me, let alone try to make me angry.

                      Try again my Aspie friend.

                      You're so fuck-minded defending a dumbass dream like that.

                      Try making post we care about there, toughguy.
                      "Let me tell you something. If you're a real conservative, if you're a real patriot, if you're a real American patriot, DON'T VOTE FOR SARAH PALIN! SHE'S A DUMMY"

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                      • #12
                        Did you wake up with a boner?
                        The organ is grinding but the monkey won't dance.

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                        • #13
                          Originally posted by Megamantn View Post
                          You're so fuck-minded defending a dumbass dream like that.

                          Try making post we care about there, toughguy.
                          "Try making post we care about there". Care about where? What? You make no fucking sense, you imbecile. And who's this "we"? Is your mind some sort of bizarre clusterfuck?
                          How we paid such close attention
                          To each sweet and stuttered breath,

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                          • #14
                            No, see- there's a comma after the word 'about' -he's typing a sort of dialect with 'there' as an interjection. Care about, there, toughguy. It's a form of speech reserved for fat old white men and drunk people.

                            Oh, and he's using 'we' because he's under the mistaken impression that, not only do people give a flying fuck about his opinion, that someone actually agrees with his point of view. If Mega said he thought life was sacred, I just might have to go out on a shooting spree. Sure, life is sacred- but more important among my beliefs is that Mega is always wrong or misinformed.
                            Originally posted by Ryan_DuBois
                            Usoki, you're the crankiest asshole we know. Not that it's a bad thing, it just means that you smell funny and are best left hidden in darkness.
                            And it's embarrassing when you make any noise at all.

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                            • #15
                              Sheesh I gave Assburger boy like 3 days to come up with a suitable come back and that was it?

                              Sorry Mega, still not getting angry. Sounds like you are though, glad to see you're taking this so seriously.

                              Anyway, I had another weird dream. Some woman was killing people with her hair. It was enough to fill the sky. I'd go into it further, but I wouldn't want to incur the vengeful wrath of Megaman! *Dum dum dummmm!*
                              Writing: It's more fun than a barrel of Ebola ridden monkeys!

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