The thread where you tell about your dreams

[aly_angelflight]

My dream started out as a perfectly innocent discussion between two guys about a girl one of them had a crush on. There were two other people who were his love rivals, so they were discussing what the guy would do if the girl went out with any of the others. For the first one, the guy would mourn, while for the second one, the guy was fine with forming a threesome. I guess he confronted the second guy about it, as the next scene involved the two of them going and beating up the first guy since the girl liked him more than the other two. During the fight, the first guy summoned a Power Ranger-esque machine and tried to escape to the future, but the US goverment thought it was a threat and tried to aim some kind of chemical explosive at it. (Then there was a short portion which consisted of me, while at our house up in NC, wondering how in the world I was supposed to go outside in the winter when all I had was summer clothes until proper clothes appeared out of nowhere that has nothing to do with the continuity of this dream.) Then my dad, my brother, and I were in a car driving down the highway at night, and the aforementioned explosive was racing across the sky. It appears that the earlier section was supposed to be a historical happening, while the current one was a test by the government in case it was used in war here in the US. But out of all of the places to land, it landed in the neighborhood we had to drive through to get to our destination. At first dad told us to not get near the purple flames the bomb produced, but then he ran into a firefighter who was struggling with the fire hose, and thus he stopped and helped him and also explained what happened (since for some reason, the firefighters hadn't a clue where those purple flames that weren't exactly destroying anything and were just burning and killing any animals that came in contact with them). Us siblings then got out and helped, too, though the hose was spouting out water rather weakly. We then met another solo firefighter and dad repeated the explanation to him. We then dragged the hose around to another house, which was rather fancy. I don't know why, but rather than going around to the other side to put out the flames, dad went and knocked on the door, and the family of three inside talked to us for a while before the daughter decided to come out and see what we were doing in the neighborhood. After putting out the fire on the other side, there were no more left, so we ended up talking to the girl. As we were talking about her father's job, my best friend appeared out of nowhere and commented on the woes of being a higher-up in a large company and then disappeared.

After I woke up, I joked that the girl in my dream was a version of Sonoko I'd actually be friends with.

[Akonyl]

Had a dream where I was watching a Batman movie, then got transported inside the movie. I was a cop (in the back seat of a cop car for some reason though), and there were these criminal terrorist-types attacking with some pretty extreme firepower. At one point they start shooting at the car, so I bail out and hide behind some cover to return fire (along with the cop in the front seat). Somehow though, me leaving the car allows them to then blow it up. The firefight continues until at one point, Batman's flying car thing (whatever it's called, this was more Batman Beyond than TAS [But still had Wayne as Batman]) makes a crash landing pretty far away and he ends up getting killed.

Because Batman's been killed, time rewinds to the start of the fight again. I know that to save Batman, I need to keep the cop car from being destroyed. So, the guys start shooting up the car, and for some reason my response to this is "play dead". As one of the guys approaches the car, one of his bullets rips through my shoulder and I'm like "ow man" but it doesn't actually hurt so I'm able to just continue playing dead. Then a bullet grazes the side of my head, and by this point the guy's close enough to see that I'm still in the car, gets angry and opens the door and throws me down onto the concrete. He puts his rifle up to my head for some extreme execution-style stuff, but then I pull some movie martial arts stuff and take his gun and kill him. At this point I've apparently saved the car, as the screen says that I've saved Batman and am moving on. I say "screen" because at this point the game changes to an Area 51-type arcade type shooter and I go around shooting up some terrorist-y dudes. Except this time, instead of wearing street clothes, they're wearing World War II US Army uniforms for some reason.

[Graywolf]

WEEELLP!

First I'll tell you a dream I had a night or two ago, and then I'll tell you a bunch of dreams that all happened at different times because I'm always having to re-explain them, so it would be better if I just put them here and linked it whenever I needed to explain it again.. (By the way, sorry for a~ll the  text)

Last night:
[spoiler]So there are these exercises for your jaw where you stretch it and massage it, and it makes it very relaxed and loose (most of the time, it's tensed much more than you think it is), which I do pretty much every day because it helps with my TMJ.

Last night, I had a dream that I had done the exercise for so long and with such intensity that my jaws were COMPLETELY free of tension.  I couldn't even close my mouth because it was so relaxed.  I kept moving around my jaw with my hand, marveling at it's looseness.

..That's all I remember. [/spoiler]

Kaito in a Pickle Jar:
[spoiler]This is probably my most well-known and re-told dream..  Last summer, Frostwolf and I went on a vacation out west.  We were riding in the car, when, suddenly, I burst out laughing.  I couldn't even tell them what I was laughing about for quite a bit.  I was laughing because I had suddenly remembered what I had dreamed about the night before..:

The dream starts off in a never-ending, pure white void.  In the center of my vision is a pure white section of counter, only about three feet long.  Standing in front of the counter is Nakamori.  The inspector stands there with a stern look on his face, holding a pickle jar full of pickle juice in his right hand.  He opens the pickle jar, turns it upside down, and dumps its contents onto the counter.  A pickle-sized (about 5 inches tall) Kaito KID falls out, onto his stomach, spluttering, and covered in pickle juice.  Just as he raises himself to his hands and knees, Nakamori grabs him in his fist, raises him to eye-level, and shouts, "HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO CATCH YOU LIKE THIS?!"

And that, [s]KIDs[/s] kids, is why I named the drink I created during the B'z hype (half milk, half Yoohoo, crumbled up Chips Ahoy!), "Kaito in a Pickle Jar".[/spoiler]

Cosplaying Superhero:
[spoiler]Another vacation story!  During that same summer, I was on vacation in Europe with my family (I'm sure at least a couple of you remember my talk about England and France..) and at the time, we were on a train running from England to France that lasted about two hours long.  For most of the train ride, I was asleep.  By the time I had gotten off the train in France, I had already had a lot of dreams, and I felt like I had come from a different universe, across many days.

The dream starts off as I'm running to the metro, and along the way, everyone around me keeps glancing at me and giving me weird looks.  When I get to the metro, my brother's friend comes out and says he likes my clothes.  I look down to see that I'm cosplaying Conan!  From this I conclude that I am the "cosplaying superhero".  I go into the metro through heavy, turquoise double-doors and see, instead of a subway station, a huge, raging river.  There are some sections of a metal walkway that project up from the water, like little islands, with ropes in the spaces so that I can get across to them.  I jump onto one of the ropes, and as soon as I do, Pirates of the Caribbean music starts playing, my family comes, and we all fight "bad guys" until I wake up.[/spoiler]

Dream Juice:
[spoiler]This is the only one that I recorded in my dream journal.. I get to type this down directly from the text instead of having to tell it from scratch again.. ah.. the ease.. ^^;

At one point in the dream, not sure when, I was Conan and I was with Heiji at a booth in a dim restaurant, and we were both eating these giant (about Hattori-sized) layered bars that looked sort of like mud, and even though they were bigger than us, it took the same to eat it as a chocolate bar would, and took up just as much space in our stomachs.  It tasted like soggy chocolate bars.  Then we ordered a special kind where you peal back and eat the first layer, and underneath are these short, squiggly, bamboo-looking, plant-like things that seem to be growing out of the bar, and each one is filled with delicious juice, so you suck the juice out of each one, and then eat the rest of the bar.  Hattori nudged me in the side and said as a kid, I got full a lot quicker, so he should have the rest of my juice-things.  He was denied.

In the waking world, I kept craving that juice, so I tried to find something close to it.  The closest I could get was a concoction of pure apple juice and pure cranberry juice (as in no other added juices or water like most of the apple and cranberry juice out there).  And that is the story of why I sometimes enjoy "dream juice" in real life.[/spoiler]

Conan Ehh:
[spoiler]I don't remember much about this dream.  All I remember is that I was on some sort of video-chat website with a patterned, dark pink background.  I am talking to one other girl who also likes DC.  She suggests we play a game called "Conan Ehh".  I ask her what that is and she says something along the lines of, "Draw Conan as a cowboy, a spaceman, a pirate!  Go along the alphabet drawing Conan as different things, and with each one, he has to be going like, "ehh..""

(This is the "ehh" face, if you're wondering.  I guess this is where my dream got the inspiration: http://graywolf22.deviantart.com/favour ... 3#/d1w2voa)

And that is the story of why Frostwolf and I sometimes play a game called "Conan Ehh".[/spoiler]

Also this.  Really I'm only putting it here because I already typed it somewhere else so why not?:
[spoiler] I was Hattori and I was giving Kazuha and Conan a tour of Osaka. Except that Osaka was now a cartoony, big, and open grassy place that was like a mix between World of Warcraft and Toontown.  Later, Kazuha left and Conan and I were on a quest to eat one of the hot dog/elk that inhabited the place. (like.. giant hot-dogs with itty-bitty hot-dog legs.. and they behaved like elk..)  But first I had to use one of my quest items (as if it were World of Warcraft) to drench the hot dog in Ranch Dressing.  I did it by clicking on the quest item with a mouse and everything.. and.. that's it.[/spoiler]

[nomemory]

Been dreaming about trying to organize stuff but even if I put away so much it only becomes more and more. Hey actually, it is just like what I did during the day :O :V (And will do today.) Also dreamt that I was in some combination between nineteenth century and post-modern world where I had to drive I really, really old diesel locomotive. Also I got gloves (which were really needed for everything was all greasy) that was way too big.

[Graywolf]

Wow, my dream was very weird.  There were a LOT of complicated events that I don't really remember much of anymore, but I do remember two things clearly.

1. There was a tiger-centaur type thing that was going insane because there was a human trapped inside her mind
2. I was watching FMA: Brotherhood and LIKING it! (Usually it annoys me, even though I like the manga..)

[Akonyl]

2. I was watching FMA: Brotherhood and LIKING it! (Usually it annoys me, even though I like the manga..)

...

[Graywolf]

Implying you like Brotherhood? x3

[Akonyl]

yes

[ranger]

wth you dislike brotherhood?!  WTH is wrong with you?!

Also how do you guys remember your dreams so vividly?! I can't remember mine at all, or I just don't have any..

[Akonyl]

wth you dislike brotherhood?!  WTH is wrong with you?!

Also how do you guys remember your dreams so vividly?! I can't remember mine at all, or I just don't have any..

first step to remembering dreams: remembering them
second step to remembering dreams: writing them down

seriously, "keep a journal" might sound like lame advice, but the practice of writing down dreams helps reinforce your ability to remember them. I used to keep a dream journal on my computer, but now I just use this topic instead

[ranger]

But...I actually can't remember them.  I can't write anything down because when I wakeup, I'm just like "oh. okay."  When sleeping, my mind either goes into two directions:

Complete blackout aka not remembering anything

or before an exam/test, my mind is half-asleep while the other half is constantly trying to memorize formulas or whatever (this only happens when I've crammed or I feel unprepared)

[Akonyl]

unless you literally don't remember anything, even writing down "something with batman and pillows I think" helps though. But for all I know, you might just not have as concrete dreams as the people postin here, I know that a friend of mine has complained to me before about how abstract his dreams were compared to mine.

[Graywolf]

But...I actually can't remember them.  I can't write anything down because when I wakeup, I'm just like "oh. okay."  When sleeping, my mind either goes into two directions:

Complete blackout aka not remembering anything

or before an exam/test, my mind is half-asleep while the other half is constantly trying to memorize formulas or whatever (this only happens when I've crammed or I feel unprepared)

Adding on to what Ako said, an image or even just a feeling is okay.  The more times you write something down, the more you'll remember next time.  Additionally, it may take a lot of effort to remember anything.  I remember once it took me almost an hour of lying there and thinking "what was I just doing?" and "what was I dreaming about?" to recall anything about what I was dreaming.  The other day it took me about 20 minutes of thinking just to get, "something about Dragon Ball Z and clouded leopards" (I've fallen out of habit of journal-making because of lack of sleep and now it's more difficult sometimes..  If you keep up with it every morning, it shouldn't take so long to remember, although it may take a while to write it all down.  I've heard about using voice recorders instead).  Remembering dreams also depends on getting enough sleep and not moving around when you wake up.

I'm sorry, I just sort of regurgitated a lot of text that wasn't really needed..

(But if you are interested.. http://www.world-of-lucid-dreaming.com/ ... urnal.html )

(An excerpt from that website: Make sure you mark them as lucid dreams and describe the moment you became lucid (if it was a Dream Induced Lucid Dream, or DILD). Decide what it was that made you realize you were dreaming. This could be a useful trigger for having lucid dreams in future.

WELL: I realized I was lucid dreaming when: I was staring at a lamppost, I was staring at a desk, and when I was staring at some trees.

...Sounds good.  I'll make sure to look out for mundane objects next time I dream.. And like always, I'll ignore the flight, cartoon characters, talking animals, and myself being Conan half the time..)

HOW DID THIS POST GET SO BIG

[Akonyl]

my only problem with lucidity is that whenever I actually end up realizing the dream's a dream, I never end up doing anything with it. :I

Anyway, last night's dream, I went to a huge party at this person's house, that was mostly taking place on their back porch area. At some point, some guy attacks someone and we have to beat him up, until we realize that more and more people just like him are coming, and eventually they start taking on a plant-like nature (as in they're people made out of plants). However, even if we kill them, they just regenerate and start coming at us again, so we realize that we have to find the source of them all and destroy it. At this point, the porch becomes a marble maze of walkways and arches, and after some ninja-like arch-climbing I find myself in a hard-to-reach area where this plantguy has just climbed out of this small plant structure on the ground. I shoot the guy in the face (da faec) and he falls over, so while he's regenerating I run over to the plant and start trying to stab it to death, but it doesn't work. I have to flee and when I get down to the ground, I mention this (along with a few other characteristics I discovered) to them.

At that point, I notice a friend from college standing in a queue with his "bros", who were dressed as super stereotypical bronies, and for some reason I think he can help, so I run over to him. I let them out of the queue and explain the characteristics of the plant to them, and my friend just laughs and shakes his head and is like "tsk tsk, I can't believe this eluded you so much, come bros!" and leads them on a charge to a piece of land beside the porch, where now all four of the plant-people-generator-plant-things were lined up (there were four of them originally, and each represented a different "characteristic" of the plant people, but I can't forget what they were). At this point, something clicks in my mind and I think "of course! I should have known this from LoL!" (not that I've ever actually really played LoL), as I realize that you defeat the nigh-invincible plant things with the power of love. So we all start gently babytalking and petting the plants, and they start to unfurl and wither away until they're dead and no more.

We're all very happy, but then I turn to some girl who's been at the party the whole time, who has a horrified expression on her face. She reaches into the buttons on her shirt and pulls out her heart, but as she takes it out it turns green and starts decomposing into leaves and vines. I walk over and hug her and tell her that I'm so sorry for accidentally killing her and that I didn't know, and then she decomposes into plant matter. It had to be done anyway though. D:

[redangelran]

I dreamed about some men, wearing black clothing and sunglasses (about 7 of them), entering our home. Apparently I have accumulated a huge amount of debt, and they're there to collect it.

scary.