Two nights ago I had a very vivid dream that I woke up in a coughing fit vomiting up blood. It was in the exact room I was in and everything, not like weird and dream-ish.
white castle started selling off all their vans to buy beef and they started calling their sliders ‘millenial burgers’ and they cost 8 dollars
i had to escape some kind of situation on Hawaii, and I did on a Suzuki TU250. all my friends were at the airport
I had a dream I happened upon some human traffickers and killed them all. Or maybe I was watching a movie about someone else doing it? This detail, and the precise setting (started off spotting a suspicious truck pulled over on the side of the BQE, but once inside the trailer it was an entire facility) seemed very much in flux.
At one point when it was more movie, I was complaining about the problematic age gap between the hero (portrayed by Jason Alexander?!) and a very young trafficking victim who was the “Love Interest”
Btw when the dream had me acting out the slaughter of the bad guys I used a minigun.
So like, a big dumb dream from start to finish
i was with a group of friends in a kind of physically manifest sierra adventure game / tomb of horrors scenario. we would respawn when we died. the rooms were pretty mundane but sometimes there would be jarringly out of place elements, a bit like hugo’s house of horrrors or dare to dream. conference room with trap door to pit of alligators, maitre d who would pull out a little gun and shoot you if you made a mistake, kind of thing
Dreamed the FBI sent a push notification directly to my computer that pops up like a ransomware message, notifying me I am under investigation and giving me an option to click yes to transfer all my files over network. I guess it’s optionality implies they don’t actually have a warrant yet? First dream in a very long time.
In my dream I was Batman, and I was facing off against Deathstroke on a snowy field. He had some kind of weird crossbow and I spent most of the dream barely dodging bolts, as there was no cover available.
One of my friends was dressed as the girl from the never ending story and we were at a very upscale mall in Europe looking for the food court.
Had a dream I was on a special train that had a cycling gym in one of the cars. I wasn’t in that car or using the cycling gym, I was just aware of it.
Vaguely remember something about words having limited number of uses, and to top up you needed an empty bladder. I think this made some sort of sense at the time because if words entered through the bladder, then you needed to leave some space for them kind of like how you need some hard drive space for temp files etc.
My first throught when waking up was I needed to take a piss because I was out of what’s and where’s
Nothing remember but then a Japanese high school girl crying and calling me Papa on street, then I woke up.
I was in some sort of Harry Potter/wicked boarding house for magic users situation and while I hadn’t learned how to use my powers yet, prophecy said I’d eventually have them, and I got a big mass of magical lint that I was to fashion into a sweater both as a cover story for anyone detecting magic on me and as protection from anyone trying to prevent me from reaching my potential. The sweater came out kinda angular like a klaus nomi suit.
Then I was in my old neighborhood in the city and I was doing this thing over and over where I’d steal a car, shrink it, place it somewhere safe for the original owner to retrieve it once it returned to normal size, and then I’d have to rent another car to get home. There was a lot of paperwork and depending on who was working at the car rental office sometimes I’d have to put the stolen cars up as collateral hoping they wouldn’t look up their real ownership. One of the original car owners ended up tagging along after he became one of my repeat victims, and while we got along he eventually started being rude to the lady at the car rental place and I was worried he was going to mess up the whole operation.
i dreamed that i played some Quake 2 total conversion set in some Blame!-esque cavernous, man-made tunnel system. all of the non-hostile characters had glowing faces, and the main gameplay loop was something like “wander around, take in all of the scenery, talk to strangers, and shoot monsters or bad guys”
A couple days back I had a very christmasy dream that I was lost in a big high end mall somewhere in Europe, with one my exes who was dressed like the girl from neverending story. We were trying to find the food court but kept getting funneled up ladders and whatnot.
My neighbour left me a written note saying their daughter threw her ball over the fence again, can I chuck it back over. And also his mate threw some cans of Cruiser Brewskies, or Brewster Keggies or something, don’t drink them, just throw them back haha. Oh and also he threw a remote control, don’t touch the button just throw it back. Also please don’t worry about that weird launch platform we built in your yard.
So I got a friend (not sure who, some imaginary dream friend) to come over and show me how to use this launch platform. We stood on it and pressed the button on the remote and it launched us up into the stratosphere and out of Earth’s gravity. I don’t remember if I was wearing a space suit, I think it kept changing depending on whether the dream wanted me to wear one or not. But anyway, I could see Mars right next to Earth and I could just drift over and land on it.
On Mars there was a breathable atmosphere, but I was concerned that if I breathed too much the oxygen would run out. We were wandering through some town that was like some mix of FF7 undercity, Burning Man and maybe downtown Adelaide on a friday night. I called it “a hive of scum and villainy if I ever saw one” so maybe also a bit of Mos Eisley too. There were people everywhere drinking around bonfires and playing music. I think they were all dressed like Mad Max punks.
I went into some big multistory shopping center, where there was some J pop song playing constantly. Later I found the Pop idol herself promoting her new single and I think she was presenting something else, maybe a new attraction. There was a big crowd. The song seemed to be playing everywhere we went.
I was surprised to see some trees growing, because I thought the soil was so bad nothing could grow there.
Eventually, I wanted to leave and went to the edge of Mars (apparently Mars has an edge) and was looking out at the planet Earth, and asked my friend how we get back. She said there’s shuttle buses and magic clouds people ride back and forth, and also the Dino Fly from Twinsen’s Odyssey can carry people. I said “that’s cool, but looks like we just missed it” as the bus flew off.
The whole family is at the Lexus dealership to celebrate the Lexus December to Remember event. This includes my Dad (Actual dad), many aunts uncles and nephews (not real) and also @Tulpa. A car has been set up to test drive and I make myself comfortable in the back. I picked up an Evangelion manga from the waiting room, and it’s fine. It’s a fantasy AU where everyone is D&D classes and Shinji has no personality. Good art but bland otherwise.
I fall asleep. I wake back up later, and the car has still not been driven out. The salesperson is angerly returning the car to the showroom, muttering that he’s going to be giving us the standard pricing for wasting his time. I change position in the car now that the back of it is opened up and it’s a very comfortable car to fall asleep in. The aunts and uncs are still milling around, talking about getting something to eat, it seems like we were waiting for a patron member of the family to appear. I fall asleep and have another dream about a home movie.
I wake up again and the car has not moved. I wander around and find an event space in the dealership where most of the family has been waiting. This includes a very large dinner spread with many places that has been eaten, and the dishes left where they are. I also find the manga I read earlier, except every page has been filled with geometric shapes made out of those little colored dot stickers you always find in the office. I know intrinsically that this is @Tulpa’s work.
Me: “Why did you do this? You don’t own that manga!”
Tupla: “They should pay me for improving that trash.”
“Well if you’re going to draw over every page why don’t you just put your fucking name on the cover then?” (this is one of the few times I can remember swearing in a dream)
“I would never want my name associated with that filth.”
Exasperated I walk away. About this time I notice the salesperson being very angry with some family members in another room. I pull out my phone and notice hundreds of family group chat messages. About half an hour ago the patron head of the family messaged that he set up the test drive by accident and couldn’t figure out how to cancel it, so he brought the whole family and was hoping someone else would be able to think of something to say that wouldn’t be embarrassing. This was followed by several dozen furious replies from the rest of the family which were being deleted in real time by a moderator.
Welcome to Toyotathon, motherfucker!
Truly underestimating what kind of filth my name is already associated with but otherwise an accurate dream tulpa
a Tulpa tulpa…
I don’t know if I can fully explain this one. I was living in a run down apartment building in a city. We had a small parking lot next door and someone was launching fireworks from there while we were projecting a non-existent MST3K episode on the wall. The fireworks hit a power line and knocked out the power.
During this outtage some sort of The Littles like creatures were helping us find our missing neighbor who had been kidnapped by aliens. We deduced we needed to figure out the drum machine pattern she was playing in an app on her phone that summoned the aliens. But getting into her apartment to find her phone involved climbing through gross very narrow ducts that were no problem for the Littles but awful for us. At some point during the search the Littles elder died and all the building’s rats gathered in the parking lot for his funeral, and I tried to put aside how gross that was because it was a sad occasion.