So I just woke up and had a pretty strange dream.

So in my dream my brother and I decided to fly to London. However, London was partially submerged in a lake with the top half of the tall buildings standing out. When we landed, which I don't know how, I saw that people there mostly ate rats for food. Also since the city was partially submerged there was a railway system that people could use to get around, but the train cars were those old iron mine carts.


So my brother and I took a mine cart to the library, which is apparently a huge structure in London. There we found out they offer diving tours of Buckingham Palace. But we didn't have enough money to visit underwater her majesty. But that's when Martin Freeman came to me and offered to join us and pay for us.

But then I woke up

All just a dream

I had one today. So, here we go.

Basically all I remember, is two women and a guy running from something. It was a vampire apparently. Big, tall, grey skinned, big wingspan. Dude was a macho man built like a brick and he had a big curly mustache. Reminded me of an irishman.

So, these two women get on a boat and they push off into a river runway like venice, while the guy stays behind. He goes into fisti cuffs with the vampire and basically goads him on. The critter is apparently amused and is just toying with him, before finally deciding to throw him around a bunch and then caving his chest outwards with a punch through the lower ribs.

The two women didn't do so well either. Their boat hit some ice.

The dream skipped ahead at that point and a bunch of people sitting on a porch all made this one woman  realize that she was dead after she slit her own throat, and that all of them were dead as well. The house with the porch was basically in the shadow of that venice like place.

Then I woke up.

There was already a thread like this so ill just post the ones I posted there

This is one from when I was little

Me and my friends were on Hoth, or somewhere that seemed like Hoth, and a woman asked us to rescue her kittens that were in metal pods on the AT-ATs legs. We had to cut them out with Plasma torches, but one of the pods got destroyed by the battle. We got the other 3 pods open safely but most of those kittens went even kittens, they were mostly Tribbles from Star Trek.

At some point we noticed some girl fucking about behind us, and I went to catch her, but when I caught up she detonated a "gravity bomb" which sent us both flying around with some kind of ultra-floaty ultra-bouncy Halo ragdoll physics but I was able to use my momentum and bounces to finally catch her.
We exchanged words and ended up becoming friends.

I was snowboarding down a cliff, on a guy, using his penis as a break


the penile break!

Quote from: TBlocks on December 23, 2015, 10:48:59 PM

Quote from: Snowtrap on December 23, 2015, 10:06:10 PM

I had one today. So, here we go.

Basically all I remember, is two women and a guy running from something. It was a vampire apparently. Big, tall, grey skinned, big wingspan. Dude was a macho man built like a brick and he had a big curly mustache. Reminded me of an irishman.

So, these two women get on a boat and they push off into a river runway like venice, while the guy stays behind. He goes into fisti cuffs with the vampire and basically goads him on. The critter is apparently amused and is just toying with him, before finally deciding to throw him around a bunch and then caving his chest outwards with a punch through the lower ribs.

The two women didn't do so well either. Their boat hit some ice.

The dream skipped ahead at that point and a bunch of people sitting on a porch all made this one woman  realize that she was dead after she slit her own throat, and that all of them were dead as well. The house with the porch was basically in the shadow of that venice like place.

Then I woke up.

Duuuuude....

Don't look at me matey. Left me just as fucking confused and ehhh about the day.

It'd make a good movie though. Dark. But full of those grade A shamalamadingdong twists.

Dreams are sneaky things. They do a lovely job of leaving you like "whaaa...."

Quote from: Snowtrap on December 23, 2015, 10:51:43 PM

Quote from: TBlocks on December 23, 2015, 10:48:59 PM

Quote from: Snowtrap on December 23, 2015, 10:06:10 PM

I had one today. So, here we go.

Basically all I remember, is two women and a guy running from something. It was a vampire apparently. Big, tall, grey skinned, big wingspan. Dude was a macho man built like a brick and he had a big curly mustache. Reminded me of an irishman.

So, these two women get on a boat and they push off into a river runway like venice, while the guy stays behind. He goes into fisti cuffs with the vampire and basically goads him on. The critter is apparently amused and is just toying with him, before finally deciding to throw him around a bunch and then caving his chest outwards with a punch through the lower ribs.

The two women didn't do so well either. Their boat hit some ice.

The dream skipped ahead at that point and a bunch of people sitting on a porch all made this one woman  realize that she was dead after she slit her own throat, and that all of them were dead as well. The house with the porch was basically in the shadow of that venice like place.

Then I woke up.

Duuuuude....

Don't look at me matey. Left me just as fucking confused and ehhh about the day.

It'd make a good movie though. Dark. But full of those grade A shamalamadingdong twists.

Dreams are sneaky things. They do a lovely job of leaving you like "whaaa...."

Dreams are a pretty good indicator of where your subconscious is and other fun stuff.

Frankly, with the rare dreams I have that I actually remember, I'm not too keen on looking at what I've got chained up in there.

I had a dream that I heard the voice of Donald Trump in my head and it told me to kill someone, so I did.

I was snowboarding down a cliff, on a guy, using his penis as a break


the penile break!

Let's you and me make that dream a reality.

I started keeping a dream journal a week ago.

Last night I was walking along this road going by some kind of nature reserve with friend whens lions and tigers started chasing me, and every-time I tried to parkour up some buildings to escape but they could parkour as well so I kept getting eating and having to try again.

Obama dying then it was all a hoax and terrorirsts were wearing party hats

A pig stealing my new shoes

A homeless man stole my bike in some generic city street.

That's the last one I remember, and it shook me up more than it should've.

I've been chased by two gay clowns...