Last night, I dreamt about heading to the windowsill in the livingroom, to water my gran's houseplants. In one of the pots, I noticed that there was a strange, flesh-coloured stalk poking out of the soil. I added some water, thinking that perhaps she'd just bought a new plant.
I turned to tend to the other plants, when suddenly an empty pot had what looked like a miniature tree trunk bursting from it, only it seemed to be made of a slime-like substance, and was wiggling around. I went to back away from it, when the 'new plant' also does the same. The two stalks of slime then leapt from the pots and joined together, making some sort of bubbling, squirming goo worm. It then leapt at my stomach and latched on like a leech, trying to suck out my insides, which made my stomach and legs get a strange, numbness-like feeling throughout. Kind of like that feeling you get after your leg goes to sleep and you try to get the circulation running again.
I managed to somehow pull it off before it could do any real damage, and trapped it inside a pair of clear, plastic cups, where it turned black and fought to pry my hands apart and attack me again. I ran into another room with it still held, and asked for some help. For some reason that the dream never explained, my gran was too busy phoning the authors of Time magazine to offer suggestions.
The dream then changed to me 'waking up' and the goo leech was again latching onto my stomach and trying to devour my insides.
I woke up for real, at that point.
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Thoughts & Observations:
Woo, my first nightmare of the year. It quite creeped me out when I first woke up; but like most nightmares, I look back on it after a little while, and have a laugh at how silly they tend to be. Ironically the first thing I did when I awoke was make sure I'd watered the plants. *laughing*
I always get that weird feeling in dreams when some monster or other decides to have a nibble at my limbs/stomach. I wonder if I was just lying awkwardly and it was seeping into my subconscious like that. Sorta like a mental 'oi, shift ya lazy bugger', only spoken through the angry teeth of a marauding nasty, hahaha.
I have no idea what Time magazine had to do with anything. I've never even read a single issue. XD
Welcome
Which is to record my dreams, for the purpose of training dream recall, and just plain laughing at the stupidity that is my subconscious. :)
I also apologise in advance for any and all affronts to the English language that results from typing with a brain that woke up 5 minutes ago...
10 Jan 2011
8 Jan 2011
Snow and Race
In last night's dream, I remember walking into the local park. There was snow everywhere, and there was a slight mist hanging around. I walked into the open area where a big fountain sits, and as I did, the sky took a pinkish hue, bathing everything in a pale pink light. I remarked in the dream that this must be like a sunrise that a friend described once. No sooner had I done that, when the sky then turned purple, everything around me also taking a pale purple hue.
I thought it was rather pretty and went to sit on a bench, to enjoy the nice scenery. For whatever convenient reasons, the benches had no snow on them.
Then the dream changed completely, and now I was in some car race, looking for something called a 'Milakabu'. The race was through a dark city, which had cobbled roads, and buildings with very pointy roofing. For some reason I felt like I was looking at everything through a fish eye lens.
There were lots of people taking part in this race, which, if I'm being honest, felt like some sort of dream-warped version of Wacky Races. *laughs*
Every car in the race was black, with different coloured rear lights to differentiate one racer from another. Everyone had their own special power, like being able to go extra fast for a time, or flying over certain building types. The car I was in could pass through a certain number of concrete walls before becoming solid again.
The race itself was very haphazard, and I don't really remember too much about it because I kept waking up and then falling asleep again, back into the stupid race. *laughs* I remember going over a bridge, and some car beside mine having a net fly out of its passenger-side window. Or several cars nosediving into a shop window after going over a speedramp and soaring into the air. There was something about driving along an emptied canal, as well.
The 'Milakabu' was never explained.
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Thoughts & Observations:
I wish I could remember more about this dream. I feel like there's some big detail that I'm forgetting.
'Milakabu' is a silly sounding name.
I thought it was rather pretty and went to sit on a bench, to enjoy the nice scenery. For whatever convenient reasons, the benches had no snow on them.
Then the dream changed completely, and now I was in some car race, looking for something called a 'Milakabu'. The race was through a dark city, which had cobbled roads, and buildings with very pointy roofing. For some reason I felt like I was looking at everything through a fish eye lens.
There were lots of people taking part in this race, which, if I'm being honest, felt like some sort of dream-warped version of Wacky Races. *laughs*
Every car in the race was black, with different coloured rear lights to differentiate one racer from another. Everyone had their own special power, like being able to go extra fast for a time, or flying over certain building types. The car I was in could pass through a certain number of concrete walls before becoming solid again.
The race itself was very haphazard, and I don't really remember too much about it because I kept waking up and then falling asleep again, back into the stupid race. *laughs* I remember going over a bridge, and some car beside mine having a net fly out of its passenger-side window. Or several cars nosediving into a shop window after going over a speedramp and soaring into the air. There was something about driving along an emptied canal, as well.
The 'Milakabu' was never explained.
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Thoughts & Observations:
I wish I could remember more about this dream. I feel like there's some big detail that I'm forgetting.
'Milakabu' is a silly sounding name.
6 Jan 2011
Another Planet
Last night I had quite a time trying to get to sleep. It was just so cold that I couldn't warm up, and when I finally did get to sleep, I was waking up every hour or so with the only thing I remembered each time from my dreams being wasps. *laughs* I think it must have been about 4 or 5am before I finally managed to settle down properly.
Expect worse than usual levels of coherency, I've only been up about 10 minutes. XD
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I recall being part of a group who were moving to an alien planet to live. There wasn't a huge fanfare about it, it seemed like it was about as normal as moving from one city to another. I don't recall being told the name of the planet, just that it always had blue skies and sunshine.
I was, at the time, in the launch area for a 'passenger rocket' that would take us to our location. It looked kind of like a space shuttle, with a lot more windows down it, and no 'fins' at the sides. There was a fair amount of bustle around the area as people prepared to board, via a gangplank that extended from somewhere near the top of the vehicle. There was no luggage anywhere, I just assumed that it was already on board. There was also no noise, despite the location and crowd of people moving to and fro.
The dream then transitioned to being on the vehicle as it traveled to its destination. The inside looked similar to an aeroplane, but more spacious. The windows at the sides were large, like regular house windows, instead of the tiny, oval plane ones. Like before, it was very quiet. There was no engine sound or chatter. It was kind of eerie.
Next, we were on the alien planet. Like I was told, the sky was a brilliant blue, and it was sunny and bright. The area that I was walking down was a quiet street, that had white buildings with a sort of Asian design about them, particularly the roofing. There were little stalls selling trinkets and fruit dotted around, but at this time I was more interested in finding where I was supposed to be living. One of the people in the group then pointed out one of the buildings on the street, and we headed inside.
The inside was one large, rectangular room. There was windows lining one wall, which, through the curtains, I could see the clear sky, and the roof of the building next door. The walls themselves in the room were painted a pale shade of blue, though the floor was just floorboards.
One of the people in the group began talking about splicing creatures together, which was some sort of hobby in this world. They then pulled out from their pocket a tiny, plastic red hippo, and a green animal of undetermined species. All I can recall from it was that it had four legs. They then smushed the models together, and it created a small series of pops and smoke. The result of their 'splice' was a lump of Tigers Eye and a bipedal cartoon animal, who I think was a dog.
They gave me the Tigers Eye, and then the dream transitioned to me sitting next to a park fence, looking at it. Turning it over in my hands, I noticed the gem having a sort of tartan pattern to its sheen. Whilst I was observing this, a little old lady came up and sat beside me to watch. She commented on the gem, saying that it was quite a rare specimen of the substance, and that she would love it if I could give her a slice of it. I decided to do just that, when I 'woke up'.
Only I didn't, really. I found myself on the floor of the house I'd apparently moved into. Realising this, I quickly figured out that I was still in my dream, and got up out of my floor-bed ( I suppose it was a futon, but I don't recall anything other than having a sheet ). I decided to head to the windows of the room and look outside. I became rather disappointed when I realised that the blue sky and roofs of the building was all that was out there. Much like the edge of scenery in a computer game, the buildings just 'cut off' when out of the expected line of sight.
I tried closing my eyes a few times, to try and see if the scenery would change to something maybe a little less boring, and at one point it seemed to become some people playing in the sea, though the cut off roof was still floating there. I decided to give up with that and headed outside.
I went down to one of the vendors of the stalls, to see what they had for sale. He was mainly selling bananas of varying degrees of rottenness, some of which looked like they'd been squashed. I decided, though, just to see how things went, to try and buy some less gross looking ones. He asked me for "55" for the spoiled fruit, and I looked in a wallet I had for the money. I had a whole lot of 5 pence piece coins, but that wasn't what he was after. He sifted through a pocket, lifting a coin of his own to show what the currency of the world was like. Apparently it was little white discs with a black dot in the middle, of which I had none of.
The vendor himself looked like an overweight man in a tank top and jeans, with short black hair and a goatee. He had tanned skin, though his arms and fingers had suction cups all along them.
I woke up for real after that.
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Thoughts & observations:
Well... that was... interesting? I don't really have much to say on this dream.
Probably the most disappointing lucid experience I've had. XD
Blue room with floorboards again. Hmmm.
Next time I visit an alien planet, I must remember to stop by the bureau de change. *nod nod*
Expect worse than usual levels of coherency, I've only been up about 10 minutes. XD
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I recall being part of a group who were moving to an alien planet to live. There wasn't a huge fanfare about it, it seemed like it was about as normal as moving from one city to another. I don't recall being told the name of the planet, just that it always had blue skies and sunshine.
I was, at the time, in the launch area for a 'passenger rocket' that would take us to our location. It looked kind of like a space shuttle, with a lot more windows down it, and no 'fins' at the sides. There was a fair amount of bustle around the area as people prepared to board, via a gangplank that extended from somewhere near the top of the vehicle. There was no luggage anywhere, I just assumed that it was already on board. There was also no noise, despite the location and crowd of people moving to and fro.
The dream then transitioned to being on the vehicle as it traveled to its destination. The inside looked similar to an aeroplane, but more spacious. The windows at the sides were large, like regular house windows, instead of the tiny, oval plane ones. Like before, it was very quiet. There was no engine sound or chatter. It was kind of eerie.
Next, we were on the alien planet. Like I was told, the sky was a brilliant blue, and it was sunny and bright. The area that I was walking down was a quiet street, that had white buildings with a sort of Asian design about them, particularly the roofing. There were little stalls selling trinkets and fruit dotted around, but at this time I was more interested in finding where I was supposed to be living. One of the people in the group then pointed out one of the buildings on the street, and we headed inside.
The inside was one large, rectangular room. There was windows lining one wall, which, through the curtains, I could see the clear sky, and the roof of the building next door. The walls themselves in the room were painted a pale shade of blue, though the floor was just floorboards.
One of the people in the group began talking about splicing creatures together, which was some sort of hobby in this world. They then pulled out from their pocket a tiny, plastic red hippo, and a green animal of undetermined species. All I can recall from it was that it had four legs. They then smushed the models together, and it created a small series of pops and smoke. The result of their 'splice' was a lump of Tigers Eye and a bipedal cartoon animal, who I think was a dog.
They gave me the Tigers Eye, and then the dream transitioned to me sitting next to a park fence, looking at it. Turning it over in my hands, I noticed the gem having a sort of tartan pattern to its sheen. Whilst I was observing this, a little old lady came up and sat beside me to watch. She commented on the gem, saying that it was quite a rare specimen of the substance, and that she would love it if I could give her a slice of it. I decided to do just that, when I 'woke up'.
Only I didn't, really. I found myself on the floor of the house I'd apparently moved into. Realising this, I quickly figured out that I was still in my dream, and got up out of my floor-bed ( I suppose it was a futon, but I don't recall anything other than having a sheet ). I decided to head to the windows of the room and look outside. I became rather disappointed when I realised that the blue sky and roofs of the building was all that was out there. Much like the edge of scenery in a computer game, the buildings just 'cut off' when out of the expected line of sight.
I tried closing my eyes a few times, to try and see if the scenery would change to something maybe a little less boring, and at one point it seemed to become some people playing in the sea, though the cut off roof was still floating there. I decided to give up with that and headed outside.
I went down to one of the vendors of the stalls, to see what they had for sale. He was mainly selling bananas of varying degrees of rottenness, some of which looked like they'd been squashed. I decided, though, just to see how things went, to try and buy some less gross looking ones. He asked me for "55" for the spoiled fruit, and I looked in a wallet I had for the money. I had a whole lot of 5 pence piece coins, but that wasn't what he was after. He sifted through a pocket, lifting a coin of his own to show what the currency of the world was like. Apparently it was little white discs with a black dot in the middle, of which I had none of.
The vendor himself looked like an overweight man in a tank top and jeans, with short black hair and a goatee. He had tanned skin, though his arms and fingers had suction cups all along them.
I woke up for real after that.
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Thoughts & observations:
Well... that was... interesting? I don't really have much to say on this dream.
Probably the most disappointing lucid experience I've had. XD
Blue room with floorboards again. Hmmm.
Next time I visit an alien planet, I must remember to stop by the bureau de change. *nod nod*
5 Jan 2011
Big Buildings
Another night of scant recollection. All I can really remember is that there were large, greyscale, Victorian style buildings, and that they were, according to some random dream characters, very scary. I wasn't scared of them, myself, though.
I also apparently had a false awakening where I awoke in the dark, and tried to check my mobile phone to see what time it was. But I couldn't for the life of me make out what was on the screen when I lit it up. I only now realise that I didn't have my phone resting beside my bed through the night, but instead across the room where my computer is. So instead of me just being too tired to see straight, that little episode was entirely dreamt. *laughs*
Here's hoping for better recollection tomorrow night.
I also apparently had a false awakening where I awoke in the dark, and tried to check my mobile phone to see what time it was. But I couldn't for the life of me make out what was on the screen when I lit it up. I only now realise that I didn't have my phone resting beside my bed through the night, but instead across the room where my computer is. So instead of me just being too tired to see straight, that little episode was entirely dreamt. *laughs*
Here's hoping for better recollection tomorrow night.
4 Jan 2011
Pond Dump
Unlike the night before, the only details I can remember from last nights' dream was that someone had dumped a giant PlayStation 3 in a duckpond, and that I was heading off to get my camera to take a photograph of it, as proof that I wasn't making it up ( to whom, I have no idea ).
I remember it had green pondweed growing over it, so it had been sitting there for a while.
Though instead of the local park where the pond usually sits, it was right in the middle of some posh district, with very expensive looking houses. People who lived there all wore sunglasses and sunhats for some reason.
Odd dream.
I remember it had green pondweed growing over it, so it had been sitting there for a while.
Though instead of the local park where the pond usually sits, it was right in the middle of some posh district, with very expensive looking houses. People who lived there all wore sunglasses and sunhats for some reason.
Odd dream.
3 Jan 2011
Psycho Ex
Last night, my dream centered on a random dream character rather than myself. It was kind of like watching a film. *laughs*
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The character was a middle-aged man, who was traveling by taxi into town to meet up with his partner for some after-work shopping. However, whilst watching the meter ticking away as he traveled, he realised he didn't have enough money to pay the fare the whole way, so he asked the driver to let him off early, so he could walk the rest of the way. The taxi pulled up in this little suburban-looking street and let him off. I recall the fare being exactly £19.00.
After he payed the fare, he began walking along the street, which had a slight curve to it, and was going uphill. Houses were all white in colour, and had little front gardens separated from the pavement by hedges and a gate. It was raining, and everything had a sort of dusky dull look about it, though it wasn't quite dark enough for the street lights to come on. Some houses had lights on as he passed, others were still dark. As he walked, the front door of one of the houses on his side of the road flew open and this woman who had dark clothes and brown, thick, wavy hair appeared, and called him over.
He tried to ignore the woman, as apparently she was his ex partner from a previous relationship, but she ran out to grab hold of him, and drag him back to her house. Apparently she was having some kind of drunken party going on, and since he was here, he could join in. He tried again to escape, but she managed to convince him that since nothing would happen, he wouldn't get in trouble.
The inside of the house seems to have Christmas decorations up, and there's some lights dancing along a wall, like they're off of a discoball or something, there's loud, incomprehensible music playing too. I'm not sure how much time was meant to have passed, but the guy decides to make his escape attempt once again, and runs down the path back into the street. The woman takes this as a massive insult, and starts chasing after him, screaming how she's going to tear off his skin.
He runs back down the street he'd come up, with her chasing behind, screaming the whole time, that human skin turns into a jelly like substance when it's all peeled off, and that she'd use it to make various household items. The guy, clearly freaked out by this, runs into a random house's garden and cuts through to the back of the building, through some kid's play area that was there, and onto this other road, that seemed to be winding through the country.
There were lots of trees on the left side of the road, like it was cutting through a forest. On the right, there were also some trees, but they weren't as compact, and a few feet beyond them was the edge of a lake. It was really dark at this point, and the guy started calling out for a taxi, in the hopes of one perhaps passing by. He looked back to see the crazy woman was still chasing him, so he tried to run faster.
He comes across a single house along the side of the road, and there's a guy tending to his truck, which had lots of pine trees loaded onto it. He asks what the man was doing running along the road, shouting, and when he got an explanation, told him to hide amongst the trees in the back, which he did. Then the truck pulled out and drove off.
The location changed to another street, this time with some nondescript, multi-story buildings, which was apparently where the man lived. He ran into one of the buildings and told his family that they were moving house immediately, so his ex couldn't find them and do them any harm. But he only moved to a location a few buildings down the street, and on the bottom floor at that. The move was pretty instantaneous, the 'new house' completely furnished already.
He was now with his partner in the livingroom, watching television, when he suddenly sees his ex walking past outside, and tells everyone to hide. He then heads to the front door of the house and tries to hold it shut when she starts banging on it. There's a sudden silence, and he realises she's went round to try and get in through the garden door in the livingroom, but as he gets there to stop her, some armed people appear at the garden and start electrocuting the woman with tasers till she's completely unconscious or dead.
At that point one of the people came over and said they would like to make a film out of this turn of events, and the man's family agreed to it. The dream then changed and the couple were watching the TV again. Apparently now the film they were talking about was being broadcast. The woman seemed to be scared of what was going on, and was trying to hide behind her partner, who simply asked why she was looking to him for protection when that wimp on the screen was meant to be him.
Then he suddenly seems to spot something in the film, which had him run to a phone and start dialing a number and then speak in a foreign language, all the while typing something with the numberpad. The last thing I see in the dream is a picture of Norway, and the number 6153.
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Thoughts & observations:
This would make the worst film ever.
So the whole while my dream was trying to give this 'horror' or 'fear' vibe, but when I woke up I didn't feel scared or bothered by it, more amused than anything. I think by the end of the dream it had given up trying to scare me and just got really pretty silly. XD
I think the number at the end was how many 'characters' he had typed into the phone. Hell of a big text message if that was the case. *laughs*
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Though I guess this means my subconscious is a horror B-movie director. This fills me with greater dread than anything the dream could have hoped for. XD
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The character was a middle-aged man, who was traveling by taxi into town to meet up with his partner for some after-work shopping. However, whilst watching the meter ticking away as he traveled, he realised he didn't have enough money to pay the fare the whole way, so he asked the driver to let him off early, so he could walk the rest of the way. The taxi pulled up in this little suburban-looking street and let him off. I recall the fare being exactly £19.00.
After he payed the fare, he began walking along the street, which had a slight curve to it, and was going uphill. Houses were all white in colour, and had little front gardens separated from the pavement by hedges and a gate. It was raining, and everything had a sort of dusky dull look about it, though it wasn't quite dark enough for the street lights to come on. Some houses had lights on as he passed, others were still dark. As he walked, the front door of one of the houses on his side of the road flew open and this woman who had dark clothes and brown, thick, wavy hair appeared, and called him over.
He tried to ignore the woman, as apparently she was his ex partner from a previous relationship, but she ran out to grab hold of him, and drag him back to her house. Apparently she was having some kind of drunken party going on, and since he was here, he could join in. He tried again to escape, but she managed to convince him that since nothing would happen, he wouldn't get in trouble.
The inside of the house seems to have Christmas decorations up, and there's some lights dancing along a wall, like they're off of a discoball or something, there's loud, incomprehensible music playing too. I'm not sure how much time was meant to have passed, but the guy decides to make his escape attempt once again, and runs down the path back into the street. The woman takes this as a massive insult, and starts chasing after him, screaming how she's going to tear off his skin.
He runs back down the street he'd come up, with her chasing behind, screaming the whole time, that human skin turns into a jelly like substance when it's all peeled off, and that she'd use it to make various household items. The guy, clearly freaked out by this, runs into a random house's garden and cuts through to the back of the building, through some kid's play area that was there, and onto this other road, that seemed to be winding through the country.
There were lots of trees on the left side of the road, like it was cutting through a forest. On the right, there were also some trees, but they weren't as compact, and a few feet beyond them was the edge of a lake. It was really dark at this point, and the guy started calling out for a taxi, in the hopes of one perhaps passing by. He looked back to see the crazy woman was still chasing him, so he tried to run faster.
He comes across a single house along the side of the road, and there's a guy tending to his truck, which had lots of pine trees loaded onto it. He asks what the man was doing running along the road, shouting, and when he got an explanation, told him to hide amongst the trees in the back, which he did. Then the truck pulled out and drove off.
The location changed to another street, this time with some nondescript, multi-story buildings, which was apparently where the man lived. He ran into one of the buildings and told his family that they were moving house immediately, so his ex couldn't find them and do them any harm. But he only moved to a location a few buildings down the street, and on the bottom floor at that. The move was pretty instantaneous, the 'new house' completely furnished already.
He was now with his partner in the livingroom, watching television, when he suddenly sees his ex walking past outside, and tells everyone to hide. He then heads to the front door of the house and tries to hold it shut when she starts banging on it. There's a sudden silence, and he realises she's went round to try and get in through the garden door in the livingroom, but as he gets there to stop her, some armed people appear at the garden and start electrocuting the woman with tasers till she's completely unconscious or dead.
At that point one of the people came over and said they would like to make a film out of this turn of events, and the man's family agreed to it. The dream then changed and the couple were watching the TV again. Apparently now the film they were talking about was being broadcast. The woman seemed to be scared of what was going on, and was trying to hide behind her partner, who simply asked why she was looking to him for protection when that wimp on the screen was meant to be him.
Then he suddenly seems to spot something in the film, which had him run to a phone and start dialing a number and then speak in a foreign language, all the while typing something with the numberpad. The last thing I see in the dream is a picture of Norway, and the number 6153.
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Thoughts & observations:
This would make the worst film ever.
So the whole while my dream was trying to give this 'horror' or 'fear' vibe, but when I woke up I didn't feel scared or bothered by it, more amused than anything. I think by the end of the dream it had given up trying to scare me and just got really pretty silly. XD
I think the number at the end was how many 'characters' he had typed into the phone. Hell of a big text message if that was the case. *laughs*
...
Though I guess this means my subconscious is a horror B-movie director. This fills me with greater dread than anything the dream could have hoped for. XD
1 Jan 2011
NiGHTS stuff & Weirdness
I would have thought I'd dream about Hogmanay or something, but I dreamt about some old video game, instead. XD
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Last night I dreamt about "extended" versions of the introduction sequences from NiGHTS into dreams. The two I remember most was Claris' sequence, and a strange '3rd Character' one. The 3rd character was apparently a boy who had dreams of going into science, and lived in a white-paneled, wooden bungalow. He had a reasonable-sized back yard, surrounded by railings, where he would build little rockets to send into the air.
During the sequence, the smoky nightmare creatures from the series' intros burst from a rocket's exhaust and chased him into his house, which had a bright light inside it. That was where the sequence ended.
Claris' sequence was similar to how it is in the video game ( which can be found around the 1:21 mark here ), though instead of the light at the end, it was an open doorway that led into some dark area. Though she didn't run far in, more huddled down near the entrance, and watched the smoky creatures milling around, making a lot of noise as they did so. Then suddenly she got this 'I'm going to kick your rear' expression and ran back out to attack them. I recall she had one in a headlock before the dream transitioned into a false-awakening.
At this point I felt I had woken up. It was dark, so I went to flick the light switch, but I had a hard time getting out of bed because of some arm that was trying to keep me pinned down. Eventually I bit it to get it to let me go, and tried to turn on the light. But it never came on. I got a little uneasy at this point, but tried thinking nothing of it, and tried to turn on my computer instead, ironically with the intent of writing down the previous dream. *laughs*
Though instead of switching on, it made a slight whir, then went silent again. This happened several times, until the screen finally lit up. It carried a warning saying I had too many desktops open at once, and that I should close some before progressing. I felt a bit weirded out by this, and still had that uneasy feeling, so I had a look around to see if anything bad was going to happen. I noticed that it was daylight, now, and that my room light was hanging closer to the ground than what it should be in real life. I could easily reach up and touch it without even having to stretch.
I 'woke up' again at this point, only now I was in some kind of spaceship, and there were people crawling around everywhere. Apparently the gravity was so strong on board that no-one could stand up. I didn't seem to have much of a problem, though, and easily walked toward the door at the end of the room I was in. On the other side was the roof of a building, and someone was sitting at the edge, painting a billboard for some brand of soup. I headed over to ask if he was worried about falling, when a flying object - I can't remember if it was a helicopter or not, but I THINK it was - appeared and someone inside started shouting at us. We ran back through the door that I'd initially come through.
Now there was a big pile-up of people and random objects, all trying to get away from something in the room that was controlling the gravity and pulling them toward it. I tried to help, but someone kept putting their hand over my face, so I couldn't see.
I finally woke up for real at this point.
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Thoughts & observations:
Well that dream sure took a turn for the creepy. I wouldn't call it scary enough to be a nightmare, though.
( but thanks for trying, subconscious. I'm sure you were just trying to wish me a happy new year... *cough* )
I used to have a lot of random, NiGHTS-related dreams years ago. Doesn't happen so much, now, but it's nice to see that they're still pretty funny and stupid. I kind of want to draw Claris beating up some smoke monsters, now. XD
Lamest case of false awakenings, ever. I don't even know if I should count the second one as a proper false awakening at all.
Oh, well. Happy New Year to anyone who actually happens to read this. Hope you have many crazy dreams in 2011. :D
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Last night I dreamt about "extended" versions of the introduction sequences from NiGHTS into dreams. The two I remember most was Claris' sequence, and a strange '3rd Character' one. The 3rd character was apparently a boy who had dreams of going into science, and lived in a white-paneled, wooden bungalow. He had a reasonable-sized back yard, surrounded by railings, where he would build little rockets to send into the air.
During the sequence, the smoky nightmare creatures from the series' intros burst from a rocket's exhaust and chased him into his house, which had a bright light inside it. That was where the sequence ended.
Claris' sequence was similar to how it is in the video game ( which can be found around the 1:21 mark here ), though instead of the light at the end, it was an open doorway that led into some dark area. Though she didn't run far in, more huddled down near the entrance, and watched the smoky creatures milling around, making a lot of noise as they did so. Then suddenly she got this 'I'm going to kick your rear' expression and ran back out to attack them. I recall she had one in a headlock before the dream transitioned into a false-awakening.
At this point I felt I had woken up. It was dark, so I went to flick the light switch, but I had a hard time getting out of bed because of some arm that was trying to keep me pinned down. Eventually I bit it to get it to let me go, and tried to turn on the light. But it never came on. I got a little uneasy at this point, but tried thinking nothing of it, and tried to turn on my computer instead, ironically with the intent of writing down the previous dream. *laughs*
Though instead of switching on, it made a slight whir, then went silent again. This happened several times, until the screen finally lit up. It carried a warning saying I had too many desktops open at once, and that I should close some before progressing. I felt a bit weirded out by this, and still had that uneasy feeling, so I had a look around to see if anything bad was going to happen. I noticed that it was daylight, now, and that my room light was hanging closer to the ground than what it should be in real life. I could easily reach up and touch it without even having to stretch.
I 'woke up' again at this point, only now I was in some kind of spaceship, and there were people crawling around everywhere. Apparently the gravity was so strong on board that no-one could stand up. I didn't seem to have much of a problem, though, and easily walked toward the door at the end of the room I was in. On the other side was the roof of a building, and someone was sitting at the edge, painting a billboard for some brand of soup. I headed over to ask if he was worried about falling, when a flying object - I can't remember if it was a helicopter or not, but I THINK it was - appeared and someone inside started shouting at us. We ran back through the door that I'd initially come through.
Now there was a big pile-up of people and random objects, all trying to get away from something in the room that was controlling the gravity and pulling them toward it. I tried to help, but someone kept putting their hand over my face, so I couldn't see.
I finally woke up for real at this point.
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Thoughts & observations:
Well that dream sure took a turn for the creepy. I wouldn't call it scary enough to be a nightmare, though.
( but thanks for trying, subconscious. I'm sure you were just trying to wish me a happy new year... *cough* )
I used to have a lot of random, NiGHTS-related dreams years ago. Doesn't happen so much, now, but it's nice to see that they're still pretty funny and stupid. I kind of want to draw Claris beating up some smoke monsters, now. XD
Lamest case of false awakenings, ever. I don't even know if I should count the second one as a proper false awakening at all.
Oh, well. Happy New Year to anyone who actually happens to read this. Hope you have many crazy dreams in 2011. :D
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