Thread: Wolfsbane's Freakshow Dreams

*cough*Thats Frankenstien's monster.*cough*

Thats a really creepy dream... I have creepy dreams when I get no sleep too though...

Pfft, yeah. I read the book my senior year (well, the first 8 chapters lol), but how many people are going to know that Frankenstein wasn't the monster's name? =P

Oh, it's not because of the dream I didn't get any sleep. It's that I went to bed at 2:30 and got up at 5:15. xD

That was a really quick response. Did you subscribe?

I'm kind of anal...

Yea, I know. Its the nights (like you said) that I go to sleep late that I have bad dreams.

For example, I managed to freak out everyone at a party once, since most had fallen asleep, and only me, a friend, and a girl were still awake. I eventually dosed off... Only to wake up screaming. (That happens to me alot.) I fell asleep around 4-ish. I (and everyone else) woke up about an hour later.

I do to everything I post at. I check the User CP to see if anyone responded to a post of mine. I browse the forum when no subscribed threads have new posts. (I'm not stalking you.)

+Dec.7+

An amazing lucid, plus December's task!

I had a dream that I had to retake P.E. and another class in summer school. I got my classes taken care of, and then my (irl) friend Justyn said that he had to take them too. As we were talking, we were sitting in my “kitchen,” which was nothing more than a counter and some bar stools in the middle of a shallow ocean. We were talking about going on road trips, and he said that he didn’t want to put too many miles on my car. My sister just sat there and drank tea.

I went to the mall with Justyn, and we were sitting at some indoor café tables. Some kids from my history class sat at the table next to us, and they started singing. One was vocals, and one did heavy bass that I could feel in my bones. It was pretty sweet. I asked Justyn if it was humanly possible to sing bass that strongly, and he assured me it was. They started singing another song, but something about it unnerved me. I was relieved when I saw that they had a laptop that was producing the heavy bass.

I took Justyn back to my old house, and we talked more about driving. More happened here, but I don’t quite remember it all. I think we had a movie theater in our living room, and my sister watched a movie with me. I started getting ready for bed because I had school the next day. I went into my room, and I couldn’t turn my stereo off. There were four of them on my dresser, and their signals were interfering. My sister came in and tried to fix it by turning off the volume of one, but nothing worked. The stereos were possessed.

Then I was laying in my bed in my current house, and there were figures and heads floating above me. They were neon green and orange clowns, and they had a creepy ethereal glow. I tried to open my eyes, but I only managed to make the floating heads go away. I laid on my bed, still terrified that they would come back. I tried to erase everything, make my environment a blank canvas. I tried to get myself back to the ocean, but nothing worked. I stood up and looked around for any sign of the previous dream. There was still sparkling cider bottles on my bed, which put next to my pillow in case I would need to defend myself if they came back.

I opened my door and saw that my house was eerily dark. Mom's voice floated up the stairs, although I have no idea what she was saying. I closed my door and wondered what to do next. I thought I was awake, and then I started chewing on my lip. I realized I couldn't feel a thing, and that's when I became fully lucid. Before this, I kind of realized I was asleep, but I didn't realize what that meant.

I scaled my wall like Spiderman, my blanket still wrapped around my legs. I tried to go through my roof, and I managed to phase my hand through it. I couldn't get my head through, so I just broke my window a bit and phased through the shards. I climbed onto my roof and then jumped down onto my car two stories below. Just to further assure myself I was asleep, I punched a chunk right out of the windshield of my beloved car. I was in the neighborhood I grew up in now. I ran out into the middle of the dark street (the moon was out) and tried to hail down a bus. I remembered the bus stops just down the street, and then I ran while doing somersaults. I went to the wrong one, and then flew to the one across the street. I landed on top of a tall light post, and I had somehow lost all of my clothes and became a man. There were Grand Theft Auto-style police cars after me, and the officers stood on the sidewalk trying to get to me. When the bus came, I jumped onto the roof and phased through the metal (December's task!). They tried to get on the bus, but I knocked them all back with a metal pole.

(Picture taken from the Sears Tower in Chicago.)

The driver had taken us to a Chicago/New York style place, and I was sitting on top of the bus admiring it all (I was a fully clothed female again). It was daylight now, and the streets were packed. I saw a double decker bus amidst the traffic, and I commanded my bus driver to chase it down. The double decker put up a fight, just like a criminal running from the cops. It tried to lose us in the traffic, and eventually ran down a dark alley. The sides of the alley consisted of tall stacks of colorful shipping crates, and the entire ground was covered in large cardboard boxes. The double decker was just ahead, and I flew onto its roof (December task done twice!). I told the bus to take me where I needed to go.

We ended up at a shipping yard, and I went into a warehouse. My DC was now a redheaded girl, and I think her name was Wendy. I was trying to fight a wicked witch who thrust a small carving knife at me. Someone handed her a mirror, and she saw a clone of herself in it. Her clone was also holding a knife. They both got confused and stabbed each other. Before they had a chance to respond, I jumped up onto the ceiling and scaled my way back to the entrance.

I flew out the door and onto a tall structure made out of metal beams. I had left Wendy behind, and I scaled the side of the structure with a new DC friend. When we got to the top, we saw a little boy with a cast and told him to do something interesting. My friend and I took a bite of some bamboo sticks that held everything together at the top, and they tasted like strawberries. We took a bite of another, and it tasted like peanut butter. We climbed onto the very top, which looked like an open-air boxing ring. The little boy saw us eating and thought that we had wanted to eat him at first. There were candy jars filled with rolled wafer cookies. One of them was “dinosaur” flavor, and it tasted like chocolate peanut butter. We tried a few others, and they were all delicious. I looked at the moon and tried to think of anything else I should do. I couldn’t even remember the other monthly task (I actually thought the word "DreamView"). I felt myself waking up and accepted that it was time for the dream to end.

(I get bored and draw on my walls a lot.)

Good job with the lucid tasks Wolfsbane!

I like that you draw on your walls!

+Dec.8+

I wasn't going to write about these because they're pretty lame, but eh. Whatever.


1
I was at an arcade with a friend, and he decided to bring along a douchebag from my history class. The douchebag was actually being nice and bought a ton of tokens for me. They sat at the same racing game for a couple hours while I tried to decide on what to do. I couldn't decide on anything, so I just took a nap on top of a DDR pad. I had a big comforter from my bed wrapped around me, and when I woke up I decided to play DDR. I had to get a bottle of water first, so I went to the counter. I saw my brother and his family in line behind me, but for some reason I didn't want to talk to them. I tried to hide my face behind my fedora, but they saw me anyway.

(Yeah, when I was 12 I played DDR in steel toe Doc Martens.)

A bunch of girls dressed in uniforms from my old restaurant job kept coming up to the counter to pay for their food. I don't even remember seeing any restaurant in the building. When I got to the front of the line, I pulled out my wallet and saw that my debit card had been broken in half. I tried to tape it up, but it wasn't even my new card. I was somehow able to pay with it. I got my water, but I also walked away with a pepsi, hot chocolate, and some food. The food was nasty... I had a bowl of smashed dinner rolls and two sandwiches. One sandwich had two thick slices of turkey smothered in gravy, and between them was a slice of red jello. The other sandwich had lunch meat, mayo, lettuce, bean sprouts and jello. (baaarf!)

I'm just glad this didn't turn into a disgusting meat-eating dream. I trashed the turkey&gravy sandwich, and I picked the meat off of the other. I could actually taste the jello and bread combo, and surprisingly it wasn't that bad. I just don't have any desire to try it in real life. As I was eating, some guy who worked there stood next to my table and watched me. I think he was trying to make sure none of the customers stole their ugly table cloths. I saw two other employees cleaning up, and all they did was sweep dirt under the rug and brush the crumbs off of tables. Eeeww. I hate restaurant business.


(These next few dreams aren't very clear because I made no attempt to remember them, and because they were all mixed up.)
2
I was hanging out with an ex-boyfriend, and we were snowboarding indoors. There wasn't snow or anything, we just slid off the furniture. He started having really bad pains, and his friends and I deducted that he's either pregnant or has testicular cancer. The whole thing played out like an episode of House. We examined him to find out what else was wrong. We went to his house (which was a bed on a forest floor) to see if anything there caused it. We went on an elevator to each floor of a parking garage to find any potential criminals. I don't remember what else happened because I had run off to another dream setting. I was eventually told that he had "yellow gas" in his stomach, his muscles, his entire thoracic cavity, and in his liver.

3
I was on an airplane with my best friend (Brittani), and when we got to our destination we hid for two hours. We didn't go out to the car right away because someone would be waiting for us there. Some organization was after us, which is why we were on the run. I lost her when I went to put my stuff in the car (which was a van that wasn't ours). I saw my dad in the parking lot, and I ran like hell. I found Britt, and we wandered through a college campus holding hands. I was wearing an ugly yellow fisherman's coat, but I abandoned it next to a trashcan. Britt and I went into a tall "employees only" building that looked like a castle. She was afraid of getting caught, but I assured her that we'd be safe on the top floor. As I looked into her eyes, I saw that she was returning my romantic gaze. I think that organization was after us because we weren't supposed to be together.


4
I was in an airport, but it blended into my college. I kept getting lost and ending up in an "upperclassmen" area. The older kids kept yelling things at me like, "Where do you think you're going, freshmeat??" Then I was sweeping the floors just like at my old job. I didn't even work there or anything. I had to go to math class, which was being held in the lobby. I quickly tried to do two problems I'd forgotten about, and the numbers stayed constant. I saw the answer on another paper, and I worked out the problem for myself and got the same answer. The only thing is, I was doing long division with real numbers. I just finished precalc in college.
After class, I had to run home and return an overdue DVD--Bram Stokers "Dracula." The DVD was just as boring as the book.

(I get bored in class. This is what most of my notes look like.)