Author Topic: Dreams and Other Nightly Things (Read 2402 times)

Rhodri · « **Reply #15 on:** June 10, 2015, 05:35:24 am »

Quote from: Perigrin on June 10, 2015, 02:42:42 am

I join in, but as it goes along the other participants grow more aggressive, bestial. They start tearing into each others flesh as they dance, tearing chunks out like beasts. In a murderous frenzy, they tear each other appart. And I cannot intervene. As the claws of my partner begin to tear at me, I wake up.

This might be your subconscious' nightmarish interpretation of the DDA's moddening. The ball represents an escape from something one would want to avoid. (The undesirable situation may be the torsos, in the dream. The RL undesirable situation may be overall family troubles, I'm guessing.) Them slowly becoming more aggressive represents the tension that built up before the moddening, and the murderous frenzy represents the subsequent conflict between the forum members during the moddening. The first half of the dream I can't interpret.

The fucked up face may be a representation of feeling outcasted or different from those around you. This hypothesis is strengthened by the people in the ball also having the fucked up faces, representing how many of us joined the forums as an escape from our shitty RL lives. (I'm bad at explaining things, so I hope what I said explains things clearly enough.)

The first half of the dream I cannot interpret.

Siege-Loli · « **Reply #16 on:** June 10, 2015, 05:39:33 am »

No one believes me when I tell them that the reality that our perception lies in is simply a well constructed illusion to shield our fragile sanity of what really lies behind the curtain.

And Peri-kun is pulling back the curtain slowly.

Rhodri · « **Reply #17 on:** June 10, 2015, 06:48:47 am »

Quote from: Lorknis on June 10, 2015, 05:39:33 am

No one believes me when I tell them that the reality that our perception lies in is simply a well constructed illusion to shield our fragile sanity of what really lies behind the curtain.

And Peri-kun is pulling back the curtain slowly.

Wat.

Perigrin · « **Reply #18 on:** June 10, 2015, 09:54:57 am »

I've been having weird ass dreams for my whole life, and they get weirder than that. A lot weirder.

Six · « **Reply #19 on:** June 10, 2015, 11:02:02 pm »

Quote from: Rhodri on June 10, 2015, 06:48:47 am

Quote from: Lorknis on June 10, 2015, 05:39:33 am
No one believes me when I tell them that the reality that our perception lies in is simply a well constructed illusion to shield our fragile sanity of what really lies behind the curtain.

And Peri-kun is pulling back the curtain slowly.
Wat.

He's lifting the veil to see that which should not be seen by mortal eyes. Unfortunately what's behind the veil often stares back with more eyes than you can even begin to comprehend.
Essentially it was a Lovecraft reference.

Also I suffer from incredibly frequent nightmares, started a few months ago and it's becoming more frequent as time passes. I'm more prone to nightmares when I'm in a bed with someone else, which is sort of unfortunate but at the same time sort of calming after I wake up.
The majority of my nightmares follow a theme of it being my best friend that's tried to cause something to harm or kill me, he's usually the first one I tell about these nightmares and we laugh about it for a little while.

Unfortunately these nightmares have been so severe lately that I've completely ruined my sleeping pattern and made myself pretty ill lately because of it, starting to recover a little bit now.

Rhodri · « **Reply #20 on:** June 10, 2015, 11:10:46 pm »

Quote from: SiegeLion on June 10, 2015, 11:02:02 pm

I'm more prone to nightmares when I'm in a bed with someone else.

The majority of my nightmares follow a theme of it being my best friend that's tried to cause something to harm or kill me.

These are definitely connected. Your subconscious is extremely paranoid.

Six · « **Reply #21 on:** June 10, 2015, 11:12:12 pm »

You're not paranoid if they really are watching you.

I'm fully aware of how incredibly paranoid I am, which is something that's steadily been getting worse over time because I often just try to ignore it.

Caconym · « **Reply #22 on:** June 28, 2015, 04:13:14 am »

I had dream last night, something to do with I was printing something off but couldn't select it so somehow I printed the entire folder it was in, somehow this included pórn...
I was ended up being accused of demonic possession for "unusual behaviour".

Also from last night/this morning but not a dream...
I swear I heard a knock on my bedroom door at about 4:35 am, I looked out, nobody and there is nobody who could knock my bedroom door...

Rhodri · « **Reply #23 on:** June 28, 2015, 04:22:03 am »

Quote from: Caconym on June 28, 2015, 04:13:14 am

Also from last night/this morning but not a dream...
I swear I heard a knock on my bedroom door at about 4:35 am, I looked out, nobody and there is nobody who could knock my bedroom door...

saltmummy626 · « **Reply #24 on:** June 28, 2015, 08:36:38 pm »

I dreamed I was a WW2 german soldier attacking some building with other WW2 german soldiers. I managed to sneak into the building only to find that in the time it took me to simply sneak through the open side door, several weeks had passed. All the other german soldiers had been captured and made to sit at school desks while some teacher tried to teach them what it was like to be an american. I passed by a sort of administration desk on my way to see what was going on in the classroom (which I didnt know was a classroom yet) and the secretary behind the desk told me that I was late. there were guards on the doors and when I pulled my mauser to shoot one of them, it wouldnt fire. the guard just looked at me and said "another one eh? better get to class." So I went into the classroom an stood at the back of the room. the teacher was a woman, but there was another guy sitting behind a big teachers desk at the side of the room, he had a thick english/irish accent and seemed to have nothing but disdain for us. I looked down at the soldier in the desk I was standing next to, he just looked at me and said "do what you know to be right" and gestured to a lit stick of dynamite under his desk. I picked it up an threw it, but instead of being thrown, it just fell to the floor at my feet where it broke in half and did not explode. then class ended and the english/irish guy approached me and said "aye, I see what your about now. I got a job for ya, take a look at these." and begins showing me his jewelry and explaining the significance of them and asking about how to repair them. the jewelry is mostly farmers market stuff made from junk polished stones with low grade silver/copper/solder wire crudely wrapped around them. then I wake up.

:/

Rhodri · « **Reply #25 on:** June 28, 2015, 10:16:35 pm »

Quote from: saltmummy626 on June 28, 2015, 08:36:38 pm

I dreamed I was a WW2 german soldier attacking some building with other WW2 german soldiers. I managed to sneak into the building only to find that in the time it took me to simply sneak through the open side door, several weeks had passed. All the other german soldiers had been captured and made to sit at school desks while some teacher tried to teach them what it was like to be an american. I passed by a sort of administration desk on my way to see what was going on in the classroom (which I didnt know was a classroom yet) and the secretary behind the desk told me that I was late. there were guards on the doors and when I pulled my mauser to shoot one of them, it wouldnt fire. the guard just looked at me and said "another one eh? better get to class." So I went into the classroom an stood at the back of the room. the teacher was a woman, but there was another guy sitting behind a big teachers desk at the side of the room, he had a thick english/irish accent and seemed to have nothing but disdain for us. I looked down at the soldier in the desk I was standing next to, he just looked at me and said "do what you know to be right" and gestured to a lit stick of dynamite under his desk. I picked it up an threw it, but instead of being thrown, it just fell to the floor at my feet where it broke in half and did not explode. then class ended and the english/irish guy approached me and said "aye, I see what your about now. I got a job for ya, take a look at these." and begins showing me his jewelry and explaining the significance of them and asking about how to repair them. the jewelry is mostly farmers market stuff made from junk polished stones with low grade silver/copper/solder wire crudely wrapped around them. then I wake up.

:/

I can interpret this.

You think school students are as bad as Nazis.

Six · « **Reply #26 on:** July 04, 2015, 01:12:11 am »

You mean they're not?

Perigrin · « **Reply #27 on:** July 08, 2015, 12:32:14 am »

I had a really fucking cool dream.
Basically, it was SciFi, and there was this awful dictatorship there. So I got sent in to cause as much havoc and disruption as possible, while the infiltrators slowly wormed in to take it down. I was pretty much a deniable one man guerrilla war. So, I pretty much got given a single pistol, and for everything I did, breaking things, killing soldiers, letting loose zoo animals, anything to cause death, destruction, and chaos, I was awarded "points", which I could spend on items, like guns, armor, mechs, tanks, all of that stuff. It ended with me succeeding, being awarded a knighthood by the govt that hired me, and being given permission to form an agency to do this on a large scale. So, I formed the "Mad Men", who would deploy to given areas on a surface, and would compete with others on the same mission to see who could cause the most havoc. Then, after one more op, I woke up.

Rhodri · « **Reply #28 on:** July 08, 2015, 12:44:08 am »

Quote from: Perigrin on July 08, 2015, 12:32:14 am

Basically, it was SciFi, and there was this awful dictatorship there. So I got sent in to cause as much havoc and disruption as possible, while the infiltrators slowly wormed in to take it down. I was pretty much a deniable one man guerrilla war. So, I pretty much got given a single pistol, and for everything I did, breaking things, killing soldiers, letting loose zoo animals, anything to cause death, destruction, and chaos, I was awarded "points", which I could spend on items, like guns, armor, mechs, tanks, all of that stuff. It ended with me succeeding, being awarded a knighthood by the govt that hired me, and being given permission to form an agency to do this on a large scale. So, I formed the "Mad Men", who would deploy to given areas on a surface, and would compete with others on the same mission to see who could cause the most havoc. Then, after one more op, I woke up.

Sounds like the plot to a ****in' awesome game.

1. Sell this dream as an idea to a game company.
2. Establish what cut of the profit you get.
3. Wait for it to get released.
4.

5. Profit!

Bubbadoo · « **Reply #29 on:** July 08, 2015, 11:23:08 am »

Quote from: Rhodri on July 08, 2015, 12:44:08 am

4. ??

Utterly Mad

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