Dreams

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I just woke up from a really bad nightmare!!!

In my dream I ordered the Triela figure and it came right away (like a second after I ordered it) and I opened it... and it was BROKEN!!! ;_; I started to cry, then I woke up.

Poor Triela...

My 'dream' Uni escaped my hands. I won't be going to MelU...though I haven't receive the rejection (or) acceptance letter yet, but I am sure I'm rejected.

My IB grade doesn't meet its requirements.

Seattle it is then...

THEN link up with my other dream of getting into North Point Military Academy and join the UN Peacekeeping force...is that possible?

Well, that's dream...realistically speaking.

I had a nightmare followed by a dream.

The nightmare was that I went to a See's Candy store and they no longer sold truffles, just chews and fruits.

But then I had a dream where Yuki Nagato and I were watching The Benny Hill Show.

I had a dream I blasted my best friend for trying to hit on my girlfriend.

...we did had issues, but that's old time.

So I had a dream based on the recent GSG chapters. Note, that I haven't seen the untranslated stuff.

Heres what happened:

Chiara and Silvia stormed the tower and got claymored. TWICE. Beatrice reaches the top but gets sniped by Dante. A chopper then comes to pick yp Dante out but Sandro and Petra were inside!! The bitches had got rouge and were working for him...

This one's from a few months ago. Let's see...

I was walking through a jungle along a carriage. Old, the japanese looking stuff. The one who led the carriage was simply a shadow inside a cloak, with no face, and inside of it there were two people: a mother and her son. We were going through a narrow path, with small streams on both sides of it, and approached a gigantic wall that split the jungle. As we came closer, I realized I had to protect the kid in the carriage (Don't ask me why). We went through a small door in the wall and ended up in a swamplike area. The streams to the sides had plants, and the trees to our sides were decaying. Suddenly from the streams jumped out three snake people. I killed two, the thing leading the horses killed another one. The most surprising thing is what "I" was wearing: a sort of japanese armour made with wolf's skins. Kind of like the one in Mononoke princess. Weird.

A few days ago I dreamt that two brothers were fighting, one was good while the other was evil. They decided to have gun duel. They pointed their guns at each other and the good brother was shot in the chest. A cop treated him, and I grabbed his gun. I was so mad at the bad guy that I shot at him, but missed. I hid behind a van, while the bad bro was shooting back. I regretted trying to kill him and then I woke up.

Some time ago I had a dream of an alien girl that looked like a shinigami.

I've had five GSG-related dreams in a row. Bah.
In my dream last night, Triela and Hilshire were sent to America and walked around some big city, only to find graffiti of Triela wearing a shirt that said ' Call me princess one more time and I'll pop a cap in yo ass '.

There are only three dreams which I can remember with any sort of clarity.

The first one was in fifth grade, some months after 9/11. I get called out of school to deal with a terrorist situation taking place in Battleship Cove, where the U.S.S. Massachusetts resides. Long story short, I was given a choice of shoulder weapons (including, for some reason, a lever-action rifle and a scoped shotgun), told who to shoot, and then was somehow given the Congressional Medal of Honor as a Boy Scout. Yeah. moving right along.

The other dream I can remember was riding a bike around the neighborhood, situated on a plateau or something. I'm almost home, when I take a turn too fast, somehow slip through a guardrail and fall to my presumed death into a misty chasm, the last thing I remember before everything goes dark is the handlebars slipping from my fists.

Finally, there is another bike-related dream. My brother and I were trying to register for Otakon, which had, for some reason relocated to the Jersey Shore. figuring we'd come back later, I hopped on my bike to go back to the hotel. As I exited the parking lot, I carried too much speed, blew across the very busy road outside the parking lot and was catapulted off my bike into sudden woodland that was not there before. I remember being able to think; "This is gonna hurt" just as I was about to crash headfirst into a very sturdy-looking pine tree.

I normally don't remember my dreams either (as in, I don't even recall dreaming); I've been trying some of the tricks that are supposed to help you with that and I had two dreams in the past month than I can remember.

The first dream was fairly morbid and violent; I can remember it being like the first SAW movie, I was trapped in this clean room and wanted to get out. Some other person was in the room (face was not visible) and I dispatched "it" with several stab wounds.

Then I got out and for some reason I started to dream about a fish; I had to "adopt" it but it was a salt water fish and all I had was a freshwater tank. While I was trying to figure out what to do, the fish started to die or at least become really weak. It's weird how this particular dream just kinda goes all over the place.

My second dream from another night was shorter and it involved some young fat kid teasing me. I tried to tease him back, but it just backfired (happens often, actually) and so I wanted to teep kick him in the face, but remembered that I would get in trouble.

Weird stuff, but I've been trying to induce these lately 'cause they're really rather eye-opening.

I had a crazy awesome dream just recently. There was some crap about the Holy Grail War early on, and Boromir was in it, and the One Ring and all that.

But the really awesome parts started when my friend and I infiltrated a submarine to acquire military research. We both had epic hand-to-hand combat skills in this (well, the friend in particular is a black belt, but that's not the point), and we mowed through tons of trained soldiers, searching through the sub. In one room, we defeated the inhabitants by telling them how terrible their lives had become. They had higher dreams than being lackeys on a random submarine, and I made them cry and give up by making them realize that their dreams of being famous were gone. Admittedly, my friend and I had just beaten them to the ground just recently, but still. When we neared the exit of this room, more soldiers attacked, and we beat the hell out of them. The next room we checked was a food storage room, containing many fruits and vegetables. Several of the crew of the ship came to stop us, but we stopped them at the door by throwing fruit at them. Some of the crew simply said "Oh my god, it's full of win!" and applauded our extreme testicular fortitude, and we were allowed to pass, 'cause we were just that hardcore. We then went to the final room, marked "Engineering". When we opened it, we found a small rocky cavern, slightly flooded. At the end of the cavern was Lucy from Elfen Lied, in the form of a giant crab-thing, like the Mirelurks from Fallout 3. My friend had the genius idea of donning a convenient giant crab costume he found, and went up to talk to crab!Lucy in her crab dialect. Several strange sounds later, Lucy and my crab!friend came down to the entrance of the cavern. One of the crew that had gathered, possibly the ones from before, said, "She's hungry.", and then Lucy stopped to eat some weird-ass green circle things, like algae or something. She apparently told my friend to eat them to, and he complied. He began to eat them, and I woke up. I was left wondering, "Why the F*** is Lucy a crab!?".

Yeah, I don't know. It was just an awesome dream. I want to dream more often now, as I don't experience them that usually.

I had a dream I was playing hide and go seek with the mafia.
I'm not even going to think too much about this one.

I figure this is the best place to post something like this.

Around 9 in the morning this morning I was woken up by my friend, Trevor. He slept over last night. He was piling pillows on top of my legs. As first I didn't understand what was going on, but then I remembered that he sleepwalks.

He puts 3 big pillows on top of me and he leaves my apartment, putting a hoodie in the door to keep it open. My roommate was awake and she went to follow him. I thought she was the only one following him and I wanted to help so I got up and followed. He went down the stairs from the 4th floor to the 2nd floor. He goes to his room and gets his roommate then they go back up to my apartment.

I follow him into the apartment and I see he's coming back to the door so i get out of the way. I'm separated from the group that was following him because they were on the other side of the doorway. I run down the hall and I go up the stairs to the 5th floor.

I hear Trevor go through the door and I look down to see which way he's going. He was going up the stairs so I ran out the door from the stairwell. I run halfway down the hall and I start to walk casually again. Then I hear the sound of running footsteps and I BOLT down the hall and down the staircase to the first floor. All the time I'm in the stairwell I hear him following me down the stairs. Once I got down to the first floor I run down the hall and out the door to outside (mind you I'm in my pajamas and I have no shoes or socks on.) To make sure he didn't find me I walked all the way to the other side of the building the another entrance and I huddle in a ball, scared for my life.

(The reason why I was so scared was because this happened before with my friend, Liz. He threatened to kill her and he chased her down.)

After a few minutes I think I'm safe so I go to where I left the building, hoping someone would let me back in. (I didn't have my key) After about a minute Eric found me and led me back to his apartment. He gave me a drink of water and told me that Trevor didn't see where I went and he was running around looking everywhere for me.

I stay there and Liz comes into Eric's apartment. Trevor started chasing her after he lost me because he wanted to find me. He was running after her asking where I was and to lead him to me.

After I finally started to calm down Eric's door opens and Liz's boyfriend looks at me and says: "Live bait come out here."
Me: What!?
Trevor's Roommate: Trevor won't go back to sleep till he finds you. He's going crazy looking for you. Karla (Liz's roommate) is being held hostage by him right now and he's telling her to bring him to you.
Eric: He just needs to see you and know where you are.
Liz's boyfriend: You're our bait. Now get out here.
Me: I CAN'T DO IT! *hugs the stair railing in Eric's apartment*

Liz's boyfriend rips me from the railing and puts me outside. I go down the hall to Liz's apartment and she and I wait in there till we know Trevor is down the hall (because right now we don't know where Trevor is)

He coming through the door from the stairwell that's directly in front of Liz's apartment. (that's only about 20 feet away) He walks up to the door and tells his roommate to open the door. (You can only get in if you have a key that you swipe) His roommate tells him that he can't open the door because he doesn't have a key. I look through the peephole and I see Trevor standing right in front of the door. Trevor's roommate says that I'm not in there and Trevor looks directly at the peephole and points. "Yes she is. I can see." he says. I silently freak out with Liz.

Trevor goes away from the door and he starts to walk to his room to get Karla's key to get into the room. Liz opens the door and I peak around the corner to get Trevor to see me and he sees me immediately. I run back into Liz's apartment and Liz tries to close the door but he kicks the door open. I tried to run up the stairs to the bedroom and lock myself in there but he gets to me first. He looks at me with a murderous stair and says "I found you..." and he takes my arm and throws me to the ground. He looks around like he wants to get something and I feared a knife. He walked away to get something and I got up and ran out the door and down the hall, not to Eric's room, but Trevor's room. I deadbolt the door so he can't get in and I hear "Trevor! You're awake!" I go outside and Trevor is on the floor looking really confused. At that point I'm out of breath and shaking and almost crying from fear. I sit next to Trevor on the floor and he says he's sorry for whatever he did and we tell him the whole story.

It turns out that he was having a dream that I was a Jaber Walkie zombie and he was on a video game quest to kill it. He killed me with the pillows and he want down to his roommate who was the quest master to show him that he killed me. When he went back to my apartment saw I wasn't there he said "I'll find her... I'll kill her... I'll make this better..."

That was my morning. It was the scariest thing that has ever happened to me. I thought my friend was gonna kill me.

If he's not already seeing a Sleep Disorder Specialist or a Psychiatrist, he needs to.

He needs a straightjacket when he sleeps. Problem solved.

I agree with Kisk. If it may have been a nuisance before, it is a full blown problem now. He really needs to get some help.

Triela, he was sleep walking that ENTIRE time?

I know it is a problem. I heard that sometimes he goes outside in the middle of the night, and of course this whole running after someone and saying he's gonna kill them is no better. I hope he's going to do something about it because he's obviously had this problem for a long time.

He was sleepwalking the ENTIRE time. I don't know how he ran down the stairs without falling! @_@

BTW: love your Avie.

Awwz, Ellis luvs dino's too. XD

That's some scary shit. Personally I recommend that you figure out how to protect yourself. Stun Gun, Mace, Handcuffs, or whatever you think it will take to snap him out of it.

Even if he is in no control over his actions at that point doesn't mean he can't hurt you.

Jacen Starslayer wrote:That's some scary shit. Personally I recommend that you figure out how to protect yourself. Stun Gun, Mace, Handcuffs, or whatever you think it will take to snap him out of it.

Even if he is in no control over his actions at that point doesn't mean he can't hurt you.

DO NOT WAKE A SLEEPWALKER!!!!!

Sorry to caps that, but you should NEVER walk up someone who is sleepwalking! A person who is sleepwalking is someone who is living out a dream, in that dream they could be doing anything. As one person put it 'if the person is sleepwalking and they are dreaming of being on a battlefield, you could potentially be KILLED by the sleepwalker when you try and wake him - this is because in his mind, he's being attacked by whomever his foe is in his dream and his body will react in defense. You could be killed, and he will never realize that he did anything until the next morning.

That's why sleepwalking is so dangerous; that's alos why the US Military will NOT allow people who sleepwalk to join.

When I joined the US Army back in 2005 as a Cav Scout, I was apart of a squad of thirty. We had one person who lied about his sleep-disorder, a few days into the training downrange where we were being taught how to be soldiers - he suddenly started sleep walking at night.

Myself and two other privates were on fireguard duty (Fireguard is basically guarding the barracks, keeping an eye out for any potential problems. As it's titled - we do keep an eye out for potential fires, but Fireguard also means keeping an eye out for hostiles. Hence forth - you learn that while in basic and then out on the battlefield you become very good at spotting danger)

Either way, our M16's weren't loaded with live ammo (we had blanks) but it still scared the livign daylights when this private started firing off the blanks in the barracks - AND NEVER WOKE UP. We were about to wake him up when our Drill Sergeant told us NOT to, the next morning the private was disordered medically.

Moral of this event? Never try and wake up a sleepwalker. You have no idea how their body may react, what they are dreaming, and whether or not they might attempt to injure you. A sleepwalker has absolutely no idea what is going on in the real world, he is merely acting out his dream.

So if in their "dream" they are stalking to kill a person what do you do?
It seems like the person is damned if they do or damned if they don't.

Maybe its just me but I'm not going to let someone attack me and possibly cause me bodily harm in their sleep.

Yes, and you may end up causing far more harm than good.

If a person is sleepwalking, the best possible thing you could do is try and lock them up in some way without causing any physical harm to that person.

What I'm saying is let them be unless they become hostile to you. In a case where you're only chance to survive is to wake them the fuck up or defend themselves.

Let's go back to your example, your sleepwalking private. If he had Live rounds and was firing in the barracks or worst case scenario, firing at your fellows soldiers what would you do? That's the scenario that I'm gathering from this story.

In case of them, already engaging in a hostile action towards you or someone else, I'm going with the "defend myself option preferably with non-lethal force" because how would they feel when they find out that they killed someone in their sleep.

Let's go back to your example, your sleepwalking private. If he had Live rounds and was firing in the barracks or worst case scenario, firing at your fellows soldiers what would you do? That's the scenario that I'm gathering from this story.

In this case, I'd most certainly try and wake him the hell up. But we are talking LIVE rounds here, a lot deadlier and most sane soldiers would not try and approuch a crazied (or a sleepwalking in this case) private.

Most likely the DS would shot to disable (hit the knees, which by god should wake him)

Just remember Jacen:

The military law would understand your choice of doing that, the civilian law would NOT understand that. Sleepwalking is very hard to prove since every person sleepwalks differently, the only reason why it's easier to prove in a military setting is because you have far more witnesses to go by whereas in the civilian world you don't have anywhere near as many so it's basicially a 'his word against theirs' type deal.

My argument is only for last resort, if they are attempting to strangle you, stab you with a knife, or any other situation where you are already in danger and they have already began hostile action towards you.

The best defenses are a given, Locks on doors, separate rooms, etc. Hell trapping them in a bathroom is acceptable. But if someone is already punching me and causing me bodily harm I'm going to stop them or wake them up. That's all I'm saying, I'm not going to take action unless my person is already in danger.

Well Trevor just came into my apartment not even 10 minutes ago. He walked in and I saw the look on his face and knew he was sleepwalking. I was making coffee in the kitchen and I sank down and sat on the floor in fear in the fetal position. He stood there and stared at the tv. (I was watching Hercules) He saw me huddled in a ball on the floor and he walked over to me and he asked what was wrong. I didn't say anything and he kept asking me. I was really scared when he actually sat right next to me and was trying to get me to talk to him. He said "I'll make you feel better." Then he gave me a hug and he fell awkwardly asleep on me. Trevor's roommate who followed him there yelled his name and he woke up, confused to find that he was on the floor hugging me.

He's getting way too smart! He took my roommates key to get in here (cuz she was down in his apartment)

You really should get him some help; because that is starting to get a bit freaky. I'd suggest deadbolting your door, but that's up to you. Suffice it to say, it's not healthy living in fear

Kalshion wrote:You really should get him some help; because that is starting to get a bit freaky. I'd suggest deadbolting your door, but that's up to you. Suffice it to say, it's not healthy living in fear

I'm way ahead of you! my roommate is sleeping over Trevor's apartment. Once she left I dead-bolted the door.

If this is the thread for dreams I had an odd ball one last night. It started with me coaching on the river but these freaking squid kept trying to jump into the motor boat even after I threw them out repeatedly. I then preceded to loss the engine but instead of sinking it floated away and got stuck on the dock. The final part was watching a catostrophic boat accident on the Schukyll River where one, eight person boat got spun around and smashed into another two. Yeah it was a little odd.

The only dreams I can ever remember are the strange ones. A while back, for example, I dreamed I was being chased through a forest by a poisonous snake. No matter how fast I ran, I couldn't get away. Eventually, I decided I had to fight it, so I stopped. When the snake caught up to me, I kicked it in the head and set fire to it with a cigarette lighter. It immediately burned to ashes. Then I woke up. LOL. I'm working on writing a story based on it.

I had a weird dream maybe a couple of hours ago, it was me (going by Jay) in a rural town that reminded me of Resident Evil 4. I met up with some girl in town prior to the whole town becoming infected. Eventually I made it to this church, somehow carrying a Barrett M82A1 (That I didn't use), a Smith and Wesson M500 revolver (which was somehow capable of using .357 and .44 rounds at the same time.) and a medieval style crossbow. I was traveling with a blond girl (who was from the village) and two other people, (one of them being my friend, Logan, the other I was not sure of.)

They say when you dream of flying, you're really dreaming of having sex.

So what does it really mean when you dream of having sex?

Nachtsider wrote:So what does it really mean when you dream of having sex?

It could mean you're not getting enough action. If I remember right, Freud said some dreams simply represent wish fulfillment.

I recently had a dream about a hospital-turned-school full of insane incest spawn. It was nice because I had a mansion and my anime club was there, but not nice because there were far too many zombies for my health. Also incest.

EDIT: I hope that isn't wish fulfillment...

yaaay I had a (kinda) GSG dream last night!

after spending the whole night reading the rest of the scans I was trying to catch up on, I figured it would happen.

I dont really remember anything about it, only the very end when Alessandro showed up, and we were in some sort of half living room-half roof the hospital where he met Elizabeta place, and everything was this weird peach color, then my alarm woke me up :|

I dreamed I was watching a Top Cat marathon.

I was living in some haunted japanese looking place and the ghost made me go blind. He later showed himself as a big fat guy and he made wind that blew me away if I was scared of being blind. It was pretty cool.

Lets see, there was a rather odd one I had last night: I was armed with the weapons of one of my Call of Duty multiplayer classes, an M16 w/ACOG scope and M203 and a Javelin missile launcher, fighting some unknown enemy army. So anyway, I fought my way to this warehouse-looking place and burst in running into the three people and for some reason I knew they were allies: The Master Chief from Halo, Ghost from Modern Warfare 2, and.....

exactly how she appears in this picture, pistols and all. So looked from the Chief, to Ghost, and finally to Rin and said "Tohsaka, what the hell are you doing here!? And I thought you could shoot glowing blue bullet things out of your fingers, why do you need those guns? ". Rin replied rather angrily "Shut up and follow me!", so I followed the Chief, Ghost, and (pistol-wielding) Rin out of the warehouse when....

My alarm clock went off and I woke up.

This really wasn't a dream but it was a horrific experience waking up last night.

As some of you might know I have a phobia of clowns.

Last night I went to sleep and I woke up at 3 in the morning to see a picture of IT the clown staring me in the face.

I couldn't even scream and I scrambled out of bed I saw he was ALL OVER my room and on my posters. I ran out of the bedroom where Liz, Johnny, and Trevor were doing their homework and I broke down in tears. Apparently Trevor and my other roommate, Karla thought it would be funny to put pictures of IT around my room. It was horrifying.

So not cool.

Last night Trevor played Amnesia Decent to Darkness at our apartment and if any of you know the game you know it's REALLY scary. Trevor and Eric slept in our living room last night because they didn't want to go back to their apartments.

Liz and I went in our room last night and because we were the targets of Trevor's sleepwalking last year we locked the door and put a big chair in front of the door just in case.

I woke up this morning to feel something crash onto my bed and into my legs. Then a few second later I felt pillows being thrown against my face.

Trevor was sleepwalking.

I tried to act asleep like Liz, but I was obviously the target. He went out of our room for just enough time for me and Liz to get up and lock the door. Liz said that Karla told her while Trevor was outside stacking the dishes in the dishwasher (something he does all the time when he sleepwalks) that he was trying to kill me. He PICKED THE LOCK on our door and got into our room. He PICKED UP the chair (which is NOT light) that we blocked the door with and he was going to kill me with it. Karla came in when he was going to hit me and she helped him to place it gently on my legs. (Saving my life... or possibly a lot of hurt)

Anyway, Liz and I locked our door and while Trevor was trying to pick the lock we held the lock so he couldn't get in. I was shaking and about to cry.

Liz: Why are you always the one he wants to kill!?
Me: I don't know! I never did anything to him!! ;_;

He tried to pick the lock for 5 minutes and pounded on the door as well. He couldn't get in so he went away. Then we heard laughing and stuff, and that's when we knew that he was awake.

We both walk into the living room and Trevor looks really confused, standing against the wall.

Turns out that Trevor was the monster from the game we played last night and I was the main character, Daniel. He tried to kill me because I was evil.

This is what Trevor did in his sleep:

He moved the couch into the middle of the room, he moved that bed from the hallway to the floor, he made those chairs sit perfectly on each other.





and he did that to the dishwasher.



Scared for my life again this year. Fun. -_- He is never sleeping here again!

About time you got rid of him. I doubt I could do that thing with the chairs even when awake. 0__o

I'm sorry, but the man needs professional psychiatric help. He's clearly a danger to you and you need to contact the authorities and get him in a controlled situation.

Your life is more important than his feelings or the feelings of your friends and roommates. Period.

Holy cow

But really,does Trevor recognize he needs help?

tie him up before he goes to bed,and buy a bolt for your room door !

I think this forum (or at least certain elements within) is beginning to influence my sub-conscious.

Last night I dreamed I was involved in a "Top Gear Challenge" to determine the Best Vacation Vehicle. I rode a motorcycle...

...against Chevy Chase & family in the Wagon Queen Family Truckster...

...and oddly, an utterly un-adventurous cousin of mine driving a pick-up camper.


The objective; to get out of a crowded resort town at the end of the season, then drive 600 miles home. Each vehicle had to carry everything needed to sustain its driver/passengers...only fuel & drinking water could be purchased along the way. No GPS was allowed...all navigation had to be done manually.

Sadly, there was no Beverly D'Angelo shower scene in my dream. *sigh* Maybe tonight...

ok, I had this really weird-but-kinda-awesome short dream recently:

It begins when I see Jack Bauer being escorted under armed guard to a cargo plane by US army personnel, presumably for some reason that the government didn't like. he's being shipped back home. as he is loaded onto the plane, I suddenly 'ghost' into his body, and I'm viewing everything through the eyes of Jack Bauer. the plane starts up and begins to taxi.

This is where something truly strange happens.

The plane moves towards the runway, but for some reason, the cargo bay has separated entirely, and actually taxis out in the other direction. then, the carbo bay turns around and starts getting dragged somehow by the front of the plane as it takes off, and as we get into the air, the cargo bay somehow gets reeled in a-la Fulton recovery system. the part of the fuselage I'm standing in eventually makes contact with the front of the plane, but then it causes something else to go wrong, and the pilots start an emergency landing. they descend quickly, but when they try to touch down, they slew off the runway, causing the entire plane to bounce violently, and it's at this point the soldier guarding me jumps out the back (which was still open, for some reason) and instructs me to tuck and roll after jumping out. so I try to jump out, but I somehow snag on the tailplane before working myself loose and finally tuck and roll, landing on what is now a two-lane road. I did it just in time, too, since the plane exploded. with no idea where I am, I go to flag down the nearest car. it turns out I'm in Japan.

yeah, this dream didn't make much sense to me, either.

I dreamt that I was at an Obama speech in some stadium. I looked around and saw that hardly anyone was there, except for some people in front. Then, I saw life-sized pokemon dolls in some of the the seats. I got up and dashed to the glorious Medicham and huggled her . Then two guys sitting about five seats away whispered that I'm gay. I was mad, but I ignored them. The prez was talking so I raised my hand. He let me go ahead, still hugging Kamala , with puppy eyes I asked if we were able to keep these. He said,"Uh, yeah, sure".

I think I had another dream too, but I can't remember it.

Wow you guys have interesting dreams. Mine are boring.