yeah, I know, kids these days...

I couldn't really fly though, I could only do slow moon jumps of large proportions, and my energy shooting was going off and on like a Christmas tree's lights in a wind storm. I would have gone mono-on-mono with him, but I still suffer from the previously mentioned of super-slowdown-fists, so it was basically a lot of backtracking and dodging.

Your dream kung fu is weak! In most of my dreams I'm fast enough to dodge bullets and sometimes I don't have to!

I've dreamt I was male and had sex with ... someone... some anime character with long black hair... like... Byakuya Kuchiki from Bleach... or someone like that...

Damn, I've had dreams where I was female before, but I never dreampt that I had sex with anyone while I was female, though there was one dream that came a little too close for comfort when a giant demon lumberjack tried to rape me, but I was so badass I was able to avoid that fate with a little help from batman and the grim reaper, here's how that dream went. At the begining of the dream I'm still me.

I dreampt that there was some sort of superbowl style event where some monsters were there, Anguiras (the spikey monster from the godzilla movies) and a grey alien were also there. I think they were in hiding because one of them got up and started exposing them to the audience which they tried to hide from. Then I dreampt where I took some sort of pasta-ish food to eat without paying. But no one cared about that, what they cared about was the fact that I vertically inserted pie into a shopping cart. Apparantly pie isnt supposed to be that way in the dream world. Anyway I was late for gym which apparantly I was taking for some reason and I had to deal with the pie which was on another bus. So in order to find the pie I turned into a naked girl with tentacles growing out of her back. I had changed into the very same tentacle girl I had sex with in a previous dream! Though there were a few small differences, in the dream where I had sex with the tentacle girl, her vagina was between her boobs and it was in the normal place in this dream. Also when in this form I was called Dokuko for some reason probably because I had a poison attack in that form (doku=poison). I flew towards the other bus but it was getting away and began to fly into the air. It flew into some sort of feminest college where I followed it in pursuit. Fortunatly I was invisible to everyone there because that was a special power I gained when I turned into that form. They had a bunch of funky statues over there and I thought it'd be kind of fun to knock the heads off all of them and vandalise the hell out of that place while I was invisible looking for the shopping cart. So I went around punching the heads off of all these statues confusing the feminest college people. After I knocked the head off of one I experienced some slight turbulance and almost stopped floating but I regained my hovering ability under my left foot and floated back up again. It was then a giant ten foot tall canadian guy with a big ass nose came up and told me that I was the legendery tentacle girl he needed for some reason. I wasn't going to have any of that so I morphed the ends of my tentacles into long curving blades and tried to slash him up. But it didnt work so I used Dokukos poison on him burning him up with poison secreted on the tentacles but all that did was burn off his plaid shirt which regenerated. So I decided to get the hell out of there. I flew off with the giant invulnerble canadian flying after me, I fired a number of barbs after him to slow him down but it wasnt good enough. Eventually he caught up and grabbed me. Anyway this next part is crazy freaky, keep in mind I'm actually guy so its even freakier. The giant Canadian grabbed one of my boobs and squeezed its nipple and also tried to finger me but luckily his hand was too big. At this point I was super pissed off and getting kind of scared so I tried to electrocute and impale him with my tentacles neither of which worked. I breifly considered absorbing him because apparantly I could do that in this form, but I didnt want any more cooties then what I was already getting from him so I converted 90% of my body into explosive barbs self destructing and hopefully taking him with it while my head flew away and escaped. So just as planned I blew up and my head flew away.The plan worked but he wasn't dead, he had been ripped up by the attack and transformed into some sort of weird pissed off demon who threw a tantrum about how I got away. It was really weird , my head had dissconnected and all that was attached to my neck were a couple tentacles. I ate my way through a sewer grate and flew to batmans lair through the sewer system to tell him about my problem. Batman and the grim reaper were playing chess. I told them my problem and batman hid me inside of the grim reapers skull.Somehow his head was big enough to put my head inside of. Later the demon canadian came to fight and they told him they hadnt seen me. He got pissed off and was going to try to fight them but then the dream ended.

Defectron wrote:

I couldn't really fly though, I could only do slow moon jumps of large proportions, and my energy shooting was going off and on like a Christmas tree's lights in a wind storm. I would have gone mono-on-mono with him, but I still suffer from the previously mentioned of super-slowdown-fists, so it was basically a lot of backtracking and dodging.

Your dream kung fu is weak! In most of my dreams I'm fast enough to dodge bullets and sometimes I don't have to!

I've dreamt I was male and had sex with ... someone... some anime character with long black hair... like... Byakuya Kuchiki from Bleach... or someone like that...

Damn, I've had dreams where I was female before, but I never dreampt that I had sex with anyone while I was female, though there was one dream that came a little too close for comfort when a giant demon lumberjack tried to rape me, but I was so badass I was able to avoid that fate with a little help from batman and the grim reaper, here's how that dream went. At the begining of the dream I'm still me....

WURDS

Eh, word of advice, from now on space out your paragraphs, don't leave it as one giant mass, no one wants to read that. 8)

thats because it was copy and pasted from a text file I record all my dreams in

So that's why your so strong and agile in your dream! You write/type what happens in them as soon as you wake up, and inherited an ability to control your dreams! You cheated! It's like getting breast implants, or using Viagra. Anything besides the original is simply an attempt.

Besides, I bet your natural dream mech piloting skills are inferior to mine. I got 1337 skillz with beam swords, and a set of lungs that can put Domon to shame.

OMG! i wasnt feeling good last night so i went to bed early (like 5:30 pm)
and i had the longest dream ever!
its was a cross between my life, Evangelion and Vampires. o and i guess it could relate slightly to FullMetal Alchemist
it was crazy but i cant remember everything, or the orders it came in, and if i did it would be like a page long to type

but i do remember Rei was almost everywhere in that dream, and she was like Draculas (or somthing) target
and there was an Angel that was like Shamshel and Sahaquiel combined.
and this one old guy got sucked into a portal gate thing and entered a different world (the dracula world) (this is what was slightly related to FMA)

dammit, i forgot the dream i had last night!
but i just remembered the dream i had a few years ago.
something about driving through Las Vegas, but entering the Desert and having to walk through it until i got to this underground building (it seemed sorta like a video game....StarOcean!!!). i did somthing in there, and i went back to Las Vegas and just hung out

I had another "livable apocalypse" dream again. It wasn't really an apocalypse but sometimes was going on with the sun. I was at school, with students and teachers. In fact... I think the whole dream happened at school, and maybe I even slept there.

I think used it as an opportunity to pursue my infatuation.

Last night I had this dream that I got back together with one of my ex-girlfriends. I guess it was more of a nightmare, really.

it would be for anyone
(except for people who sitll adore or love him/her after he/she dumped her/him. but then that would suck when you wake up)

Besides, I bet your natural dream mech piloting skills are inferior to mine. I got 1337 skillz with beam swords, and a set of lungs that can put Domon to shame.

Well I don't usually pilot mecha in my dreams so you got me there.

But if you think you have better beam saber dream skills then your dreaming (really bad pun). In one dream I fought off the entire JSSDF using nothing but two beam swords (I was normal sized in that dream too) and in another dream Pennywise the clown attacked me with a tommy gun, but I parried all his bullets with a wooden beam sword, and then disarmed his double bladed ax attack before impaling him on it!

Yeah pennywise and the T-1000 are both reacurring enemies for me, though I've shamed them both so many times they havent shown up much anymore.

Though I did have a recent dream where I was the T-1000 I was sent back from the future to terminate a ghost kangaroo who was turning everyone into ghosts by having sex with them. After it had sex with a person they would turn all pale white like in the grudge and go spread the ghosty STD's themselves. Once I found the ghost kangaroo it tried to have sex with me too, but I turned into a bunch of blades which caused it to bleed to death before it could try to hump my leg.

i had a dream that my best friend got dumped by my ex-gf. it was a happy dream
but thats all i can remember

In my dream, I was within my dream body, and it was good.

i had a dream where it was like a mix between Half-Life and Jurassic Park

I have a tendancy to dream about things that I want, but can't have. Particularly items.

For example, I would have multiple dreams of the original Resident Evil game on the playstation 1 after I longed for buying it. My dreams would consist of going into a store, seeing it, buying it, then...waking up, utterly dissapointed. Likewise, when I finally bought the game over the internet last Christmas, the dreams stopped, and all is right in the world lol.

Recently, I would have dreams about a Harpy Eva figure (revoltech) that I desperately wanted, but alas, no US stores had. The same formula applied, but this one dream had me in a Toys'R' Us, and walking home after buying the toy, I told myself (this was a lucid dream, I suppose), "wow, I can't believe I found one". Then I pinched myself saying "and I'm not even dreaming", knowing all the times I've been dissapointed from dreams like this. My mind was completely fucking with me. I should have realized it too, as my walk home doesn't usually contain climbs over giant mud hills. But again, buying the toy over the internet this past summer put an end to those dreams.

My last dream to have an impact on me was awhile ago. I stealthfully snuck into a friends house during the night. His whole family was taken hostage by some thugs, and upon entering, I was caught by the leader, this really big guy. He threw me to the ground, and everything went into slow motion as he put his fists together, and threw them down onto my crotch. To my amazement, his fists just bounced off (<__< lol.) and with this opportunity, I fought back, dealing unstoppable blows to all the badguys. The dream then shifted to fighting zombies with Chun-Li (Street Fighter) while on a roller coaster.
I found that normally, I don't dream. But If I wake up, then go back to bed, I won't be able to sleep without dreaming.

I blogged this on 19-May-2004...

"the brain is a funny thing. Presumably as a tidying up the cruft exercise during dreaming last night, I was rearranging DVD cases on a shelf. Now, not only were they all white (as opposed to the typical mostly black), but I saw one and thought "I don't remember buying that" when scanning down the titles on the spines.

The title? Cardcaptor Soryu.

i had a dream the other night.
i got my very first car (ghetto as hell) and i was driving it around the school parking lot, but when the bell rang, i had trouble getting out of the damn thing, and when i did get out, gravity increased 300% and i had a hard time running
and then somehow i managed to get back in the car....i dont know how

I had an awesome dream last night.A porno store just opened up in my
home town and I went to go check it out and Kaji worked there.
After I left,Misato,ritsuko and maya rolled up in worthogs and mongooses
and we raced them through a desert.

Most. Epic. Dream. Ever.

I'm not joking. I feel like my dream was a possible mesh of dreams from different movie genres, and a well done one at that. No Eva goodness or anything like that, but this still made me feel all chuckley and happy inside. And it all took place in the range of a mere 2 hours. But enough with my feelings, onto my dreams.

DREAM START

It started out like your typical dream. You know, nothing is making sense whatsoever. I'm pushing a couple of shopping carts down a mondo-foggy version of my street, and these things are huge. As I'm going at neck-break speed with them down the street, I see the shape of a person doing the same going the other way with two smaller carts. I hit the end of the street, do a loop, and decide I'm having enough with this dream, and break the 4th wall for a moment.

The poor visibility and senselessness of most dreams suck, so the first thing I do is take of my hat which is for some reason backwards on my head, and was rendering my sight limited through the gap between the hat and the strap. Suddenly, I see an only slightly still-heavy foggy street. I then run with the carts at full speed, and run into the person who was pushing carts before, only to find him without and shopping carts.

Me: Do you want these?

Cart Guy: Yeah, awesome!

He takes them from me, and I beeline it for my dorm, which is apparently my dorm from last year. Inside, I find the floor in front of one of my residents rooms to be a puddle, yelled at him for a bit about it (BTW I'm an RA in real life), and then go onto my own bed and get comfy to watch some TV. I thought it was odd though, since the room's setup was nothing like mine, and everything had a distinct tint of pink, but then Austin Powers: [insert generic title] comes on. Putting no more thought towards my pink room, I watch.

[scene change: Austin Powers movie]

There's a black chick and Austin sitting in a club discussing... something. I'd probably have cared enough to dream up some text to this conversation, had I enjoyed the movies past the first one. There's also these two rock stars dressed as vikings and with heavily Swedish accents talking in the corner, so I dream-zoom in on their location instead.

Viking 1: Dood, eet happened eegain!

Viking 2: Whoo cares eef yoo wet de pants? Gurrls weell steel dig yoor manly looks!

Two girls conveniently proceed to walk right past them. Cue rejected looks.

[scene change: small town baseball field with rows of folding chairs set up]

Everyone is sitting in some chairs arranged like what you would expect to find at a wedding. Panning to the middle of the seat, we see our two swedish rock stars once more, still in the same attire. Then something wet drips down one's pants.

Viking 1: Dood, eet happened-!

Viking 2: Vhan, Vhan! Yoo cahn cahtch yoor furrst basebahll! Eet's cooming dees way, yah!

The camera changes to show a baseball shooting at a ridiculous rate above the seats. I swear it has tendrils of moisture forming behind it. People are screaming.

Viking 1 looks ecstatic and takes out his baseball glove. He jumps out of his seat to catch the ball, but who should stand up in front of him: Austin Powers. The ball, which would have made a beeline for the glove, instead strikes Austin in the general organ area of the chest. Cue rejected looks once more from the viking rock stars, and Austins body being moved over a crowds head by their hands. I think he'd dead, so I lose interest and shut it off.

[scene change: main campus, the next day]

Apparently, today is some sort of National Treasure competition day on campus, and everyone's been paired in a group but me. I figure I'll be getting the bottom of the barrel, but low and behold, Nicholas Cage and the annoying guy from National Treasure walk up to me. I got relatively good actors as my partners! Although I do wonder why the hot blonde chick isn't there.

Nick: Right, so first thing's first, are there any statues nearby?

Me: Why?

Nick: We tend to find that the most important clues are always at the most important monuments in the area.

Sidekick Guy: Don't bother wondering, the four fathers loved sticking shit in the most obvious places.

I lead us through the campus, and low and behold there's a statue of our dean that I'm relatively sure doesn't exist. Nick jumps on the base and feels around up top, then pulls down an odd looking key. He gives us a thumbs up, and we run into a near bye shack to ponder.

And by ponder, I mean Nick starts yelling about how we don't have enough time, and the annoying guy starts being "funny". I sit in a chair and put the key on the table. I notice there's an odd hole cut into the head, and can't figure it out. So I hold it up to a ray of light and look into it to see the shape more clearly. Nearly burning my eye socket, I realize that there's a lense in the hole. I then point it at the table, and a shape emerges. It looks like the eastern US coast!

Me: I've got it! It's the Eastern coast!

Nick: But what does it mean!

Me: Who do you think I am, Conan Edogawa? I have no idea what the fuck it means!

Suddenly, some things run up to me. I look down, and realize that they're my twin lhasa apsos from home, Simon and Andre. I start talking about how cute they are, and more bells go off in my head. I hate these dogs, don't I?

But I don't get the chance to ponder this, as Nick suddenly slams his fist into the table in macho rage. The key, which I guess was now on the table, flips over. Suddenly, we all have an epiphany.

All of us: Not the East Coast! The West Coast!

[scene change (using National Treasue panning style): cliffy coast of California]

I'm standing on the mast of what appears to be an incredibly run down and shitty ship. I look down, and see Bear Grills piloting the rudder. I then look ahead, and see we are right along the cliffside, and there are badly made rope ladders strewn about. Yelling my thanks to Bear, I grab onto a ladder and let the ship go on. It promptly sinks, stranding out hero Bear in the middle of the breakers with a knife and a jacket. But I don't give a shit, so I start to climb.

I arrive at the top, and see relatively under dressed people of more darker-skinned cultures sitting all around on a rock shelf. I notice that there are no spots to sit, but remember that other cultures feel different about personal space, so I just shove two guys aside and squeeze between them. Suddenly, a lady in a blue stewardess outfit walks over to us.

Lady: Thank you for using illegal immigration services! We will now give you a tour of the area.

A football headed woman suddenly pops up from behind her and starts dancing around while waving her tour guide flag. Her eyes are squinty, and she seems overly ecstatic. I think she's Japanese. I think my overly sterotyping ass is going to hell.

Tour Guide: Herro! We go fun fun! Get Chocolate!

[scene change: winding little back alley city road]

As our group is walking down this surprisingly bright and clean road with a cobblestone path (think that part of Clock town in Majora's Mask, except more gray then brown), a hand suddenly pulls me off to the side of a building. I wonder what's going on, and look to see my abductor is a stereotypically movie hunk. Suddenly, a word pops into my head: Boyfriend.

Oh God! It suddenly all comes into place! Why my room has a pink tint! Why the stereotypical hot babe wasn’t at Nicholas Cage’s side! Why I found my dogs to be cute! I was an attractive long haired brunette female! Oh God! Oh God! Nooooooooo!

But God hears my prayer, and gives unto me a blessing: I switch from first person to third person perspective. From here, I’m able to safely continue my dream without being gay.

Anywho, the boyfriend drags me off to the side and starts demanding to know why I’m in California. I’m denying all knowledge of even being in California as the camera pans around the corner. Suddenly, I see a blur move around the wall and stop in front of my boyfriend. He grabs him and hucks him out of the frame, and then turns around lighting a joint.

Me: Silent Bob! What are you doing here?

Silent Bob:

So we start to walk down the street, and I ask him about where I could find any treasure near bye. Silent bob points to my left, and I see a large expensive looking building.

Me: Of course! The museum!

[scene change: the museum]

We run into the building, and start looking around frantically. After we split up, I run up a set of stairs and stop to breath. Suddenly, my name is called out, and I turn around to see who called me. A hot girl with curves and dirt blonde long hair named Liz runs over and hugs me. I like it, so I guess my character’s a lesbian. Mmm. Nothing wrong with that.

Liz: What are you doing?

Me: I’m looking for some national treasure with Silent Bob! Come help me!

Liz: Kay.

Us and Silent Bob run into a large room filled with hollow clay soildiers from ages past. Or something like that. Suddenly, two guys with guns run into the room and start shooting at the doorway. Me, Silent Bob, and Liz crouch into a corner, while the rooms other occupants take another one.

Criminal 1: Stop coming after us, or we’ll start breaking priceless art!

A bullet from the cops conveniently breaks a statue the criminals are standing next to.

Criminal 2: Right, you asked for it!

The two criminals then proceed to start tipping and throwing small clay art around to break it, while the cops let loose and fire on the criminals. And by that, I mean missing and hitting all the other clay art. While this is going on, Me and Liz have a heart to heart.

Me: I think you’re hot.

Liz: Me to, but I have a boyfriend.

Me: Damn.

Finally, there’s only one huge statue left, and the two criminals run over to it. They then proceed to struggle and try to lift it, but it’s too heavy. Giving up, they surrender to the cops. In celebration, the cops shoot the last statue to pieces.

Me: Hey, guys, I think I finally realize what the national treasure was.

Liz: Our adventure and the experiences we gained?

Silent Bob held up his joint.

Me: No! Those hollow statues. And now there are none left!

Bob, Liz, and I start to walk out. Suddenly, a man runs up to me and demands we’re leaving. I’m guessing that this is my dream father. I wave goodbye to Liz and Silent Bob, and they sadly wave back.

[scene change: car on road]

Me and my father are riding down a stretch of road with beach houses on the side. Looking ahead, I see the ocean. My father suddenly turns to me.

Father: Keep having these wild adventures, and all the boys will lose interest in you.

Me: I’m a lesbian, that’s a good thing.

Father: I’m not having any daughter of mine grow up to be a lesbian! Besides, you already have a boyfriend!

A red sports car suddenly pulls up next to us, and inside we see my old boyfriend and Liz’s boyfriend pointing at us and laughing. They then proceed to make out. And crash into a tree. Thank God for that.

Me: I guess that means Liz and I are back on the market. How convenient!

My father looks pissed.

DREAM END

Interesting notes:
* I almost called Silent Bob Kevin Smith at first.
* I pushed the carts past three intersections in real-time before turning around.
* Liz's boyfriend was Fabio.

I wonder what Freud would make of this. I guess Reichu's opinion will be close enough.

I had a cool dream when i was on a quad bike going down a snowey mountain with evil henchmen with uzi's chasing me, dodging bullets and getting headshots with two pistols at my side was fun

unfortunately, the dream ended with me getting to the bottom of the mountain only to be shot repeatedly through the chest with machine guns