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[SporkFu]

Most of the time, like almost all of the time, any dreams I've had through the night are forgotten within moments of awakening. Sometimes though I remember bits and pieces, sometimes more. I wanted to share one I had last night, and invite others to talk about dreams as well.

So, I'm standing on a dirt road near a lake, or bay, or harbor, and it's a decent day: cloudy but not raining or anything... and as I watch, four or five float planes take off from somewhere off to my left and, one by one, dive straight into the deepest part of the lake. Like, on purpose. No crashes or explosions or people hurt. It's just as though they are diving into the water.

'Weird,' I think and start walking down the road, presumably towards my house. Not far ahead I see a native american man shaking hands with what I can only describe as a stereotypical big-business tycoon, a 'suit'. They are both smiling big, wolfish smiles as they complete their handshake, and the suit hands the native american a piece of paper, a document of some kind.

As I approach, the native american walks away, and the other man lights a cigar, each man still grinning huge. I ask the man, "what's going on with the planes?"

He says to me, "well, the rights to the land where the floatplane dock is situated passed back to the native american tribe today, and those planes had to be moved. We had nowhere else to put them, so they're going to sit at the bottom of the lake until we find a place. Don't worry, they're perfectly fine down there."

And then he walked away.

My dream logic satisfied, I continued to walk down the road to my house, and before long the dirt road changed to a cobblestone street, lined with houses on either side. As I passed one house, the door opened and Chuck Norris stepped out. He beckoned me over and, when I got close enough, handed me a vinyl record and said, "you should listen to this." I looked at the label and the writing was all in french. I dunno what any of it said, but I had the feeling it was 1930s style jazz, like you might hear played in an after hours bar in Paris back in those days. I looked back at Chuck, he nodded, closed the door, and ... I woke up.

That's all I got.

[Lady Artifice]

A few days ago: The zombie apocalypse is well underway, and my group and I have just found a sturdy building to hold up in, but there's some tension regarding distributing our supply of rations. I offer to scout for food, and I set off to make my way across the rooftops.

 

I am for the record, absolutely terrified of heights. Dream me knows this, but she's way more terrified of the zombies, and she has a gut-gnawing feeling that she's somehow being tracked from below. Lots of reasons to not want to look down. 

 

Dream me looks down anyway, and of all things, sees one of the street gangs from Big Trouble in Little China fighting the zombies. That was it.

[SporkFu]

That's a great dream, but I dunno if I'd call it therapeutic for your fear of heights. I love the gang from Big Trouble in Little China being there at the end

[lynroy]

Well, I had a dream yesterday (I work night shift so sleep during the day) where I was in a DA game. I don't dream in game settings, or at least I haven't since ME3 was released. I don't remember what happened though.

[SporkFu]

Well, I had a dream yesterday (I work night shift so sleep during the day) where I was in a DA game. I don't dream in game settings, or at least I haven't since ME3 was released. I don't remember what happened though.

Origins, DA2 or Inquisition? If everyone had bad teeth and all the landscapes were varying shades of brown, you know it was Origins. If you kept wandering through the same area over and over it was DA2, and if the scenery looked gorgeous it was Inquisition.

[lynroy]

Pretty sure it was Inquisition. I seem to recall wandering around Skyhold for a bit. There was even a dialogue wheel...

[daveliam]

I have nothing to add about my dreams, but I felt obligated to post in the thread to demonstrate my appreciation for Big Trouble in Little China.  By far, Kim Cattrall's best work.  Although......that's not really saying much, huh?

[Lady Artifice]

I have nothing to add about my dreams, but I felt obligated to post in the thread to demonstrate my appreciation for Big Trouble in Little China.  By far, Kim Cattrall's best work.  Although......that's not really saying much, huh?

 

 

I love that movie so much. I think I have the three storm brothers to thank for part of my fixation with weather control. 

[Natashina]

Heya guys.

On the topic of BioWare dreams, I've had two about Origins and one about ME3.

Origins: Fighting a broodmother face to face was one. The other was being attacked by darkspawn.

ME3: I was stuck in Shepard's nightmare, only the voices going "Shepard" were my friends and family. Last time I played either game with the headphones on.

_{sorry for the rant in my PM earlier. I just needed to get that off of my chest.}

[DomeWing333]

Wait, you guys dream about being in video games? All my video game dreams only involve me playing them. At best, I might find an exploit or a new combat tactic. Then I wake up.

 

God, my subconscious is boring...

[Natashina]

Well, don't feel too bad. When I dream in video game style, it's usually realistic looking and it's rarely fun. I had a bad zombie dream about 10 years back after playing Diablo 2, in the dark, with the headphones on. I was my character...only this was in the style of real life. Thankfully most of my dreams are the boring kind.

Thanks again for the invite, Lady. I see a lot of some of my favorite posters in here. Things are a little crazy, so this is a pleasant refuge to find. <hugs to all>

[SporkFu]

I don't remember ever dreaming about being in a video game. That doesn't mean it didn't happen, heh. If I ever do remember such a dream, I hope I'm in ...well I was gonna say the Citadel DLC, but I'd be the one trying to crash the party and Grunt saying I can't, like the dancing Vorcha

[Biotic Apostate]

Pretty sure it was Inquisition. I seem to recall wandering around Skyhold for a bit. There was even a dialogue wheel...

Dream a little dream oof the dialogue wheel?

 

My video game related dreams never include game mechanisms. Though I do remember gifting my DA2 companions with ugly christmas sweaters. Everyone accepted except for Sebastian, who said he won't "muhdurr" his faith with pagan traditions.

[HuldraDancer]

I got one that I remember about half of from last night.

 

I'm out with a group of friends lots of double dates I think with me being an extra wheel. We all decide to stop at six flags since it's close before we head in everyone goes to refill their water bottle and I head to the bathroom. The bathroom is unusually posh looking, big pool table in the back and heated cozy covers on all the toilets. As I'm finishing up and washing my hands all the lights go out and I feel something brush against my legs, surprisingly I don't freak out and the lights come back on to reveal a dark calico kitty rubbing against me. He seems cute and friendly enough so I start petting him and he starts meowing strangely in a way it sounds like he's saying 'Roy', as a while of petting him he digs his claws into my hand and asks me if I'm sure I haven't seen Roy. I can't remember what else he's saying as at that point I'm too freaked out and getting a bad bad vibe from this cat, I remember him saying Roy has something sticking out of his neck so I would know him anywhere but I'm too busy trying to high tail it out of there.

 

I get to the water room where some of my other friends are at and ask them to help pry this creepy cat off me, of course they think it's cute and help and start petting him while I'm trying to convince them I'm not crazy. When one friend hears her phone ringing she starts freaking out and comes back crying because she didn't answer it while she's crying I see that damn evil cat get a look on it's face and like any non crazy person pin it down to it's neck threatening to murder it if it tries to mess with any of my friends I keep repeating the threat until he nods. The dream ended while I was still choke holding that most likely evil cat.

[Jorji Costava]

I had the craziest, most ridiculous dream a while back. It involved Bioware releasing an ME:A update.

 

The weirdest dream I can remember involved my family and me setting up a picnic on a suburban street corner. Why we were doing this, I cannot say. While this was going on, I kept getting bit by some strange centipede-looking thing which I then flicked off. Each time I did this, the centipede kept getting bigger and bigger. The last time it bit me, it transformed me into some kind of centipede-based superhero, but I woke up before I found out what my mutant powers were.

 

Other than that, I get a recurring dream about falling over in the middle of the road. A car is barreling towards me, and while in real life, I'd easily have enough strength to get out of the way in time, I'm somehow too weak to do it in the dream. Has anyone else ever had a dream like this? I get the sense that it's not an unusual one to have.

[Natashina]

Sorry for being out of likes, but a centipede-based super hero sounds awesome!

And yeah, I've had dreams like that. It's more of the typical "running away from something you can't see in super slo-mo" kind of dream. The worst part is the times when I have this horrifically deep voice roaring my name as I'm trying to run.

[HuldraDancer]

Anyone else ever have a dream somewhat troll them? I get those a lot like when you realize it's a dream and try to take control of some of it and the dream goes 'hell no' One I remember the most was being chased by a giant so I threw myself off a cliff to wake myself up with the shock and the dream kept putting little ledges out so that I wouldn't fall too far and wouldn't wake up. 

[Natashina]

I can't remember anything specific off the top of my head, but yeah, I've had those chase dreams where I couldn't wake up.

I prefer the dreams where my husband and I are talking with our friends up in the mountains. I can even smell the pine from the campfire and that cool/crisp mountain air in the early summer morning. Nothing remarkable, but it does remind me how much I miss camping.

Anyone else have dreams in 4 or 5 senses instead of just sight and sound?

[HuldraDancer]

I've experienced touch a lot in my dreams never smell though but i chalk that up to having a wacked up sense of smell in my waking life. Though usually when it comes to feel in my dreams its typically a sharp pain sensation.

[SporkFu]

I can't remember anything specific off the top of my head, but yeah, I've had those chase dreams where I couldn't wake up.

I prefer the dreams where my husband and I are talking with our friends up in the mountains. I can even smell the pine from the campfire and that cool/crisp mountain air in the early summer morning. Nothing remarkable, but it does remind me how much I miss camping.

Anyone else have dreams in 4 or 5 senses instead of just sight and sound?

I rarely even get sound in my dreams. Even in the dream I described earlier, it was almost like the memory of sound when the 'suit' and Chuck spoke to me. I couldn't hear the float planes flying, nor the splash when they hit the water, but ...it's like ...there must have been sound because there should be. In waking life my hearing isn't the greatest -- some would even say it's selective -- but I'm far from deaf.

Also, great dreams everybody

[Lady Artifice]

I have a strong tendency toward nightmares, maybe because of all the horror I read, but considering I was that way before I developed an interest in horror, it's probably more likely because I grew up with an anxious temperament. 

 

I used to get this recurring nightmare about a sentient tornado with a grudge. It was specifically after me, and I would drive, run, and hide to get away and it never worked in the end. 

[Steelcan]

I have vivid and weird ass dreams a lot, and a lot of recurring ones

[Biotic Apostate]

I'll have to think about some examples, but there's one nightmare I had that I will never forget. I don't know if it counts, since it was an episode of sleep paralysis, not an actual dream. It's when your brain wakes up, but your body is still asleep. You can't move, the brain goes into panic mode, and you start hallucinating. Mine happened to be an intruder who ran up to me after just standing and staring, and stabbed me in the chest. The pain felt very much real. Fun experience. 

[HuldraDancer]

This was probably just self forfilling prophecy but when I was younger I used to have recurring dreams about things like for example an argument over something and within less than a week it would happen or have a dream about someone having a baby then sure enough it happens in roughly a weeks time.

 

I'd also get a lot of weird sensations when I'm in that half sleep state like being really high in the air or rocking back and forth on a giant swing it's always so oddly relaxing.

 

Got one dream that I remember pretty well when I was super young might put that up there sometime it was one of my favorite dreams/nightmares I think I've ever had. Not putting it up now cause it was long and I don't want to clog up a thread too badly.

[Lady Artifice]

I'll have to think about some examples, but there's one nightmare I had that I will never forget. I don't know if it counts, since it was an episode of sleep paralysis, not an actual dream. It's when your brain wakes up, but your body is still asleep. You can't move, the brain goes into panic mode, and you start hallucinating. Mine happened to be an intruder who ran up to me after just standing and staring, and stabbed me in the chest. The pain felt very much real. Fun experience. 

 

Jeez, that's sounds terrifying. I think I would become a nervous wreck after that kind of thing. The suspense beforehand makes it even worse. The idea of someone malevolent staring at you when you're in a vulnerable position.

 

When I was a pre-teen, there was a period where I didn't have an actual room, just a balcony loft overlooking the living room. So there was a high ceiling, and these wall beams between me and the empty darkness.

 

Being an imaginative sort of person, I often pictured all sorts of malicious things watching me from around the beams and through the little railing. One night, I imagined a face there so vividly that I felt paralyzed by fear. I didn't move or sleep for hours.