The last remotely erotic dream I had involved being anally raped by a tall black guy in my gym class in the middle of a grocery store. It actually felt painful and I woke up convulsing and shaking. Most of my erotic dreams tend to somehow involve animals, but the vast majority are just nonsensical, scientific, or almost entirely comprised of words (ie the first dream in this thread). The last dream I can remember having is of a book I was reading that seemed to simply never end in the amount of pages.
Post by Tex-Mex Alex A. Dex on Jun 17, 2008 2:22:23 GMT -5
I had a dream not too long ago, it was a post apocolyptic world. I was in an APC outside the silks of New York. Across from me sat this girl, short red hair, bairly visible in the dim APC light. She was crying, and so i held her close to me, stroking her hair, telling her everything was going to be ok. Then we were commanded (not sure how many were in that APC, i only remembered 3, but i didn't pay much attention beyond myself and those two) to keep quiet, as an alien was looking for us from the edge of the city. Fear overcame the APC, then it turned back, and she began crying again. I tried to comfort her only to have the commander tease me for being bad at it. I yelled at her to shut up because i was new at it, and then woke up, and when i did, i realised it was the happiest dream i have ever had.
(01:06:23 AM) ☆´=^ω^=｀☆: Did I tell you about the nightmare I had where I became a 10x more intense otaku than I am now? (01:06:35 AM) /Gu/ndam-Dude <3 Haru-ko: Nope (01:06:48 AM) ☆´=^ω^=｀☆: OK, well I woke up. (01:06:55 AM) ☆´=^ω^=｀☆: And in my room I had anime posters EVERYWHERE. (01:07:12 AM) ☆´=^ω^=｀☆: I had all of the Lucky Star DVDs (even though I rationally knew they weren't out) (01:07:20 AM) ☆´=^ω^=｀☆: I had a bunch of guidebooks on learning Japanese. (01:07:27 AM) ☆´=^ω^=｀☆: I had a bunch of figurines of Eva characters. (01:07:37 AM) ☆´=^ω^=｀☆: I had a couple Gundam figures that I had built. (01:07:43 AM) ☆´=^ω^=｀☆: I had a bunch of other anime DVDs. (01:07:47 AM) ☆´=^ω^=｀☆: I had pocky all over the place. (01:07:57 AM) ☆´=^ω^=｀☆: And there was also a few empty ramune bottles all over the floor. (01:08:19 AM) ☆´=^ω^=｀☆: And also all of my things were anime related. (01:08:31 AM) ☆´=^ω^=｀☆: Like a teddy bear of L from Death Note. (01:08:37 AM) ☆´=^ω^=｀☆: A Code Geass bed set. (01:08:49 AM) ☆´=^ω^=｀☆: Also I had one of those full body pillows of Asuka from Eva. (01:08:59 AM) ☆´=^ω^=｀☆: And I weighed about 50 pounds more than I do now. (01:09:10 AM) /Gu/ndam-Dude <3 Haru-ko: Jesus christ, rofl (01:09:14 AM) /Gu/ndam-Dude <3 Haru-ko: I'd love to have that dream (01:09:21 AM) /Gu/ndam-Dude <3 Haru-ko: Except I don't want to be overweight (01:09:34 AM) ☆´=^ω^=｀☆: Hehehe, I don't think I would be overweight even if I gain 50 pounds. (01:09:45 AM) ☆´=^ω^=｀☆: Right now I am about 130lbs, 180 wouldn't be too bad for me. (01:09:59 AM) /Gu/ndam-Dude <3 Haru-ko: lol (01:10:18 AM) /Gu/ndam-Dude <3 Haru-ko: Well from your dream, I have anime DVDs, gundam models, anime posters and pocky (01:10:26 AM) /Gu/ndam-Dude <3 Haru-ko: I don't have an anime bed set =/ (01:10:38 AM) /Gu/ndam-Dude <3 Haru-ko: I had some anime plush dolls from pokemon that are now in my closet (01:10:49 AM) ☆´=^ω^=｀☆: I need to see your room some day, lol. (01:10:55 AM) ☆´=^ω^=｀☆: Right now I have... (01:11:40 AM) ☆´=^ω^=｀☆: Anime desktop, dp, a crapload of manga all over the place, a few old pokemon toys in my closet, my Lucky Star DVDs, a tourist handbook to Japanese that the airlines gave us, and a big Code Geass poster. (01:11:49 AM) ☆´=^ω^=｀☆: I occasionally take to eating ramen and pocky in here. (01:12:02 AM) ☆´=^ω^=｀☆: Oh, and my harddrive with over 50GB of anime and 19GB of J-pop. (01:12:14 AM) ☆´=^ω^=｀☆: .. (01:12:23 AM) ☆´=^ω^=｀☆: I don't actually sound that different from my dream, do I? (01:12:36 AM) /Gu/ndam-Dude <3 Haru-ko: Not really, lol (01:13:54 AM) /Gu/ndam-Dude <3 Haru-ko: Well you can add my Desktop, display pic, avatars/signatures, music folder, episodes folder and the manga to my list as well
Also, I had a dream about Tyler. I actually have a very well developed school life in my dreams, I can even tell you my schedule, which I have been thinking of talking to my dream counsellor to get changed since it seems a bit illogical.
Period 1: Advanced Functions Period 2: Computer Science Period 3: English Period 4: Lunch Period 5: Calculus
As you can see, I have only one lunch, and also a Calculus course which I should rightfully be having in second semester given that a preliminary Advanced Functions credit is mandatory. But anyways, as I recall my day at school (which was my third relative to this dream series) went as follows:
I went to Advanced Functions and was again dissatisfied by the sheer tom-faggotry of our education system, all that we learnt was how to apply quadratic equations to solving trigidentities for values of x and y. After that, I went to Computer Science class and enjoyed another one of Mr. Prins' amazingly redundant lectures which was simply a rehash of two-dimensional array programming we had learned in Grade 11. I can't recall the gist of it, but eventually I ended up skipping English class to spend lunch with Tyler at my house, who had lunch at that time. Long story short, we ended up sexually experimenting with each other, and by the time things started getting intimate the bell rang, and he had to put his shirt on and return to History class, leaving me feeling empty and horny. The conversation with my mother was funny afterwards, since she had seen us making out when she entered my room in an attempt to offer Tyler something to eat.
Another odd school related dream I had was of the first day of this semester; I had brought my bike into English class for some reason, and oddly enough Steve Keenleyside was teaching the class (). In any case, I had forgotten it there, and I was talking to Padraic in the main entrance before I realized that I had left it there. I ran down the halls into the English room, and found a police officer was confiscating my bike and storing it in a closet. I ended up fighting with the police officer for trying to enter the closet without permission, and in the end getting my ass kicked. Keenleyside later vouched for me, and I got my bike back.
Post by Stickjustice on Jun 30, 2008 9:37:42 GMT -5
Alright, I just woke up from another strange dream:
Some law was passed that anyone under 21 who was out walking the streets past 18:00 would be killed on sight. Any teenagers spotted during the day would also be checked for illegal possesions; knives, drugs, etc.
I was at the store buying something, but I can't remember what it was. I ended up carrying a white bag with a large shoebox looking thing in it. I know it wasn't a pair of shoes though.
As I was exiting the shop and carrying that white bag, I saw a pet shop, and I decided to go into it to check out some birds (typical). I went upstairs and saw where the birds were being kept. It was like a bedroom with a few cages in it. It had cockatiels, cockatoos, and some other random parrots in there as well. One of the cockatoos' crests were cut off, and I stared at that for a while, and wondered why it was like that. The birdkeeper guy was in there, and he told me not to talk to the birds, because "speaking is not a talent, it's a skill". That was strange, but I said ok. He then showed me how to scratch the bird's head, and I told him I already know how to do it and I did it myself. It was a weird place, and I looked at the price tag of the cockatoo, and saw it was only $800. I thought I might come back.
I walked towards the front door. It was made of glass, and standing right outside of it was my old friend Sarah, and one of her other friends. I went to talk to them, and Sarah told me to watch out for the cops around the corner, as they just searched her. She also said something about me leaving a shoe store, and then to my surprise, I looked into the shoebox and a white pair of shoes were glaring against the sunlight in my face. Sarah was staring at me for some reason, and I wanted to hug her. But she had done something to me a few months ago and I hated her for it. That stopped me from hugging her. Now that I woke up, I regret not doing it. What the fucking nigger.
Anyway, as I was leaving the store, I saw the cops coming from around the corner, I was like OH SHIT I THINK I MIGHT HAVE A KNIFE IN MY BAG. So I ran toward the bus stop because the 11 was there waiting. The cops wouldn't bother me if I was busy. I ran into the bus, and it got ready to leave. As soon as we started moving, Sunny (a brown guy who graduated 2 years ago), was chasing the bus because he wanted to get on too. The bus driver was like blah, and drove on anyway. I sat in the back of the bus, and looked back at Sarah. From the distance, I just saw her and her boyfriend just walking along.