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Discussion in 'General Discussion' started by KookyKeronian, Feb 22, 2015.
I dont like the Stargazers or the concept of the protectorate
Lately I was playing Black Mesa and I actually love the cooling part of the Lambda sector, so I had a dream where I was in a SCP site (yeah once again) with the average SCPs like SCP-106 that I was unable to recontain properly (for those who don't see which one is it please be aware that he is scary). Sooo many things happen, like the average breach stuff that happen in the foundation but it was not that scary, it even ended up with a tickling battle with one of my friend (it's probably because I always said that she is weird as a SCP). /o/
I had one of the weirdest dreams I can remember some days ago. I was in a class, then a woman turned her chair back to me and winked at me, telling me to look for her later.
After I've got out from the classroom I went off to take a shower but I noticed I was in the middle of a effing hospital combined with a shopping mall. I managed to find her but she was completely different. She guided me, her hand on my waist, and as we were walking we SUDDENLY crossed a wall.
Inside there was a small room with some people and a disfigured-faced man, I asked her if it was Satan she said yes in a low voice and then I greeted "Sup Satan"! which he replied back "Sup dude". He was sitting on a chair with a desk in front of it (both normal) and then he put on the table a pamphlet with many soul-trading deals. I refused it and I've begun to climb a carpet on a mini-forest that opened in the rear of the room. Then for no reason at all I've begun to climb the carpet/whatsoever, and as I'd climb more it would begin to be hot and then have ACID on it, I've fell down when I've reached that point, then I tried a few more times...then I woke up.
I love random dreams, seriously. But what I really wish to have in my dreams is a lucid dream.
That's epic dude.
Some days ago I was at the Japan Expo in Paris with two friends, and in the night of the first day I had a dream where one of my friends I've invited were sad so I offer her a black duckling, so I let him in a blue tub so he can swim but a kind of tentacle monster starts to strangle him, so I started to pump air in one of the tentacle in order to make it explode (yes there's way better ways to kill a tentacle monster) but
the explosion beheaded the duckling
, so I was feeling really bad.. ^^'
I hope it's not too scary/perturbating. x)
the explosion beheaded the duckling
Poor duckling. May he quack in peace now.
Guess what ? Last night I had another dream where I get warned for one of my posts on the forum. I get this same dream for about.. Ten times ? It happens so many time that I sometimes feel like it's true. ._."
I know I can be clumsy sometimes but I'd never say something rude, I like this place way too much, but maybe that's why I got these dreams, at least it helps me to remember not to ruin what I love. x)
But it also prove that I got some serious anxiety troubles. :')
You've been here for more than three years and haven't received a single warning. Believe you me, that's a pretty good record as far as they go. I don't think you've got anything to worry about.
I just had one where I tried to move a couch, but I couldn't. So I stuck my mom's car key in the arm of it, and the car started outside. The couch was then able to be moved. Then my little brother got the idea to ride the car motor around like a horse. So we got it out and rode around on it, only it was an outboard motor.
This is beautiful.
I dreamt that I killed a bunch of people with a frying pan, it was glorious, no one survived.
it must have been pandemonium
I was swarmed, they left me no choice, I had to hit them all with that pan.
It happened a few days ago, I have dreamed that I went with parents and a sister ( funny fact: I don't have siblings at all), to a place full of snow and that was snowing all day for weeks straight. So we were there, in a small hut, or in the open field, I don't remember correctly, and odd, very odd things begun to happen.
Soon after, I got some trinkets such as the Itachi's ring ( from Naruto ), which made me badass and deal with shit easily, but then that sister disappeared. Soon after I went looking after her, and after some hours of walking I got into a desert and suddently I was in something like the simpson's or GTA4 bowling, knowing that I have died, and I was puzzled whichever I should tell my parents that I've died or not, but then I thought on how odd ( or rather impossible in my point of view) it would be for a "dead" person to say that.
And then I woke up.
There was a more recent one, but not so odd and I don't recall it at all, sadly.
Some days ago I had a dream where Venus was inhabited by humans, despite of the acid mist and pressure, and the capital was called Porto, and about half of the cities around were called Porto too, like St Porto or else.
Just woke up from a dream about me being stuck in this one dystopian dictatorship. There was a theatre but all the seats would fall out and the people would fall into a big blending machine and be turned into blood paste.
Then I was in a house listening to propaganda o nthe news and this one really fat young boy kept breaking my heating system for the house. We needed the heating bdly because it blizzarding and very cold outside, building freeze quickly, so I kept having to fix the heating system.
Eventually, after patching up some holes and having to re-write some code to make the thing works right, I grabbed the fatt little boy and threw him outside, locked the door, to freeze to death.
He broke a big window too and almost killed my robot friend with ice. One had ot be boarded up and the other I placed near a bunch of candels.
I had a pretty bad night yesterday, dreaming of a bunch of stressful things, but I can only remember two things.
Ironically the first thing I can remember is being part of a movement against a dictator, we were trying to break open his house because he was weakened by a cardiac arrest he had before the attack. ._.
Then the other thing is me talking to a rough guy on the forum, I nominated him for a badge and he get it, but he was not even happy of it because he said the moderators were nicer this particular day because it was a kind of "National Award Day" or something like that, and it was that day because the sunday was already reserved for football. So I was trying to be nice with him but he just keep trying to make me angry. ^^'
Hopefully all the real new badges owners are happy and not angry at me.
For some reasons, last night, I had a dream involving a M1911 Thompson with a straight magazine
Last night I dreamed I was at school and my teacher was trying to assassinate me.
At first that was looking like accident but an other student endup seeing it and...
after that I notice too... That was not the weirdest of my dream but still... (I had finished school for years)
This nightmare I had several times over the passed years and maybe writing it down will take away abit of the horrible feeling it gives me.
I'm dead and in some kind of after life. I'm running and runnin in a dark forest, can't see the sky its really pure dark.
There is some 'horror' chasing me. no idea what it is or how it looks but I know it can't catch me, that would be to horrible to even imagen so i run and run to stay away from it.
At some point in the dream the trees get more apart and all the sudden I'm at an open space at a river.
At the river the man i love is standing there, fishing .
His father, who died when he was a child so i never knuw him is at his side, also fishing.
I"m there watching at the edge of the forest, only seeing there backs but i can feel they are okay, peacefull and fine with the afterlife they have.
I so want to go to them but I'm not allowed, can't leave the forest. And they don't know I'm there, they don't turn around, they don't see me...
I can feel the horror closing in on me and I know I have to start running again, it can't catch me!
So I turn and start running again and I know this is the only time I will see my love and his afterlife. As a last gift so I know he is fine.
For me it is running in the dark with the horror on my heels for eternity.....
Waking up with a total feeling of lonelyness..... so, so scary
Regarding the falling theatre's seats: information of any sorts can be more dangerous than a H-bomb.