"Seriously brain, what the hell?" A Thread For Weird Dreams and Nightmares

The worst dreams are the ones where I find some manner of magical sex-changing object.

The worst part is waking up.

;-;

I had a dream I microwaved unborn baby to make it gestate faster and it worked. That's some messed up shit.

I dreamed i had a job in a tall building and it catched fire for some reason, me and some people i don't know ran outside just fine but people in the top floors started to jump and it was really distressing to watch them commit suicide. Then i walked to the street to catch a bus and a famous mexican newsman asked me for change for president Obama, i was really embarassed because i was shirtless for some reason and there were cameras everywhere, then Obama said something in spanish with an american accent like "thank you a lot" or something i don't remember.
What a dream.

In my dream they invented a new kind of giant wind turbine that would make long-distance space travel feasible.
I got to stand next to a ship with the new turbine installed, and the thing was immense. I mean, it's hard to quantitatively measure things in a dream, but there could have been a parade marching into a single barrel of the thing. There was a strong warm breeze blowing from it. It kind of looked like the back of a Star Destroyer, but without the glow.
When I woke up the heating vent was on.

I dreamed I was at a school that was also an incredibly dangerous waterpark

So in my dream, there was some guy (he wasn't literally me, though he might well have been figuratively me?) who was ranting about Hussie and how much he sucked etc. There was also some weird kind of... horror racing game involved? Definitely a transparent ripoff of Slender.

But for whatever reason, he/I/whoever decided to give this other racing game by Hussie a shot. All I distinctly remember was that it involved lion dinosaurs (which were stupid and legitimately disturbing at the same time), and that instead of a finish line proper, the end of the course had the guy waving the checkered flag - a duplicate of your character - suddenly turn into a skeleton, and then his skull sort of turned upside-down, and then when you hit the rope it briefly cut to your character in a noose before exiting, or something.

Then I woke up.

( Incidentally, while contemplating that dream I realized why I find Slenderman to be a dumb monster; it's because of his design. The concept is quite clever, but the actual appearance is "some really lanky guy in a suit, and I guess he has no face." I get that it's deliberate minimalism uncanny-valley sort of thing, but I just find it kind of half-assed compared to "titanic beast that is roughly analogous to some guy with an octopus head because that is the only way our tiny minds can manage to perceive it" or "victim covered in horrible burns, with a cobbled-together outfit and a glove made of razors" or even "guy in a stained apron, his face obscured by a disconcertingly sharp and geometric cage."

Actually all things considered, Pyramid Head's design is kind of similar to Slenderman's, in that he's a No-Face Man. But I guess the very angular and totally alien design is more imposing to me than "oh uh he just has no face I guess?" )

Doesn't slenderman have some extra arms or something that aren't always there, too?

The scariness of Slendy isn't directly tied into his appearance. Of course, there's the fact that he is humanoid - but not - which does drop you into this sense of doubt. And doubt is everything about the mythos. No one knows what happens after you've been caught. You just...disappear. Memories of you can disappear, if Slendy feels like it.

Another part of Slendy's appearance that's frightening is when you look at it from the perspective of a paranoid person who is totes not me: All you see of him is a white splotch on an off-black background - which in the night, many things come to resemble quite alarmingly. But I guess not everyone is scared of the same things ><

IN CONCLUSION SLENDY IS SCARY TO ME ;^;

Also i dreamed about...damn, I remembered this morning...

Doesn't slenderman have some extra arms or something that aren't always there, too?

He has tentacles sometimes. Normally he just looks like Jack Skellington seen from a distance.

i dreamed that i was at a gigantic convention with lots of fantasy species and in the middle of it i suddenly thought up some Portal puzzles and then this suspicious-looking guy who may have been a human supremacist took me aside and invited me to Il Maledicta to see a performance of Swan Lake, i think? And then he went on a rant with an animated picture showing the higher evolution of humans versus elves and dwarves.

oh I see you read my paper on the vestigial nature of pointed ears

There was some stuff before this about a museum/mafia game/detective thing but I don't remember much about that.

So me and the family are out on some campground for summer, and I guess my maternal grandmother is doing some kind of water show on a boat or something. The time comes for the grandkids/great-grandkids to get involved so I try to get situated to swim out, but I guess I'm too slow. Somehow this turns into me climbing a tree instead.

All of a sudden it's night-time, the treehouse I climbed into is also a chicken coop (or contains one at least), and for whatever reason Roger Ebert's scathing review of what I think is basically a modern yellowface comedy is playing in my head. Long story short I climb down the ladder at the other side of the treehouse/coop and when I reach the bottom...

Pair of fucking predator-ass eyes staring me in the face.

After I get my bearings I realize it's a cougar; I try to stay still because I assume it has T-Rex vision, but then it gets up super close and I panic and it bites at me. I start desperately prying its jaws apart, and somehow I'm not only capable of doing that but capable of fucking running to the main campground to yell for help (either that, or I'm just sort of There Already). The mountain lion is doing fucking everything possible to get me to let its fucking jaws go so it can eat me already; at one point it pulls out some fucking pendant and, after withdrawing one of my arms, I quickly set it back to keeping the mouth open when I realize it was some Looney Tunes bullshit like he was keeping a vampire at bay with a crucifix or something.

I finally get the attention of campground staff, but they're just like "oh is that all" and I don't remember what, if anything, they do to help me, because then I wake up.

My parents' needy-ass cat is meowing up a storm right outside my door.

tl;dr my parents' cat gave me scary fucking cougar dreams that I think were based vaguely on Psychonauts.

My dream had anthropomorphic steampunk dinosaurs on a zeppelin, hunting for meteorites.
Also, my brother talking to some black cops about their birthday cake.

I had another one of those last-dream-phase-before-morning dreams where my whole morning plays out differently to what it's gonna. Waking up right after that is so disorienting.

I've got work at ten (and did wake up at 9am, so no problems there.) I dreamt I woke up at half ten and ended up skiving off to the races and meeting a bunch of acquaintances from high school, and must've dreamt a whole forty-five minutes or so in "real time" before I found myself in my bed again.

The worst dreams are the ones where I find some manner of magical sex-changing object.

The worst part is waking up.

;-;

Same with me. But uh, with... species.

In related news, I dreamed about a magical sex-changing sandwich.

i just had a nap and in that nap i had a dream where i was helping doodley overcome some sort of thing with the power of cartoon and anime character themed cake, music i think, and themed minigames, the only one i dreamed of which involved moving to the front of a long bus driven by cyborg from teen titans

whoa dude

if only i actually remembered any of my dreams

I dreamed I was driving a clown car and whenever I pinched my nose, it honked. Sadly I was running over a bunch of sentient, ball-point pens. It was unnerving because I was thinking, "Did the pens really deserve this?" and my whole body was numb during the drive. When I tried veering off to a tree, the car just kept going straight so I woke up.

That day, none of the pens in my house worked

The worst dreams are the ones where I find some manner of magical sex-changing object.

The worst part is waking up.

;-;

Same with me. But uh, with... species.

...Look, I- *snort* Okay, guys. I understand your sadness. But if you want to read about truly awful genderbend dreams/nightmares, try mine. Except they're pretty TMI so I'm sure you should actually not read it unless you want to experience something horrible, or maybe I'm exaggerating? So... spoiler'd for... graphic elements?! Is this PG-13? IDK?

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SpoilerI have a lot of dreams where I'm some lil dude, or some older dude. Lil dude dreams are great and all, but older dude dreams are like a whole world of shame that make me glad as hell I am actually not physically a dude IRL, no matter what my brain may tell me. The worst one of those was- well- a girl was really sad because she broke up with her boyfriend, and she came to me to comfort her [in bed], so I did. [/I don't even want to go into how awful it was of me to have a dream like this in the first place?!] But then afterward, she was crying since I guess it's not what she had really wanted- So I was feeling tremendously guilty at this point and got up and asked her if she needed anything like water or food and that I'd just let her relax in my room for as long as she wanted- but nooo, for some reason, the dream gives me a huge impossibly painful boner that won't go away! So I try hiding that with the currently sparse fabric at my disposal and walk out my room, only to encounter a lot of people I know on the other side of my door. Why was there a house visit all of a sudden?! Who knows! The rest of the dream was attempting to awkwardly and painfully maneuver around the suddenly formed crowd as I tried to hide the awful boner. Which seriously hurt, by the way. I feel pain in dreams. 8T

And then there's THIS dream! Almost as bad. It starts out nice- I'm a guy my normal age [yay!] at my university and I have a magical timer that tells me how long I have left to enjoy this friendly, relaxed dream. However, this is where it all starts to go down the drain in more way than one. I suddenly feel the call of nature. AKA, my bladder. So I have to quickly go to the bathroom to take a piss. Everything was natural, until... for some reason, guys I know kept coming in, and they kept choosing the urinal next to mine [I THOUGHT THERE WAS A RULE ABOUT THIS], so that they could peek over and verify the existence of my thing while I was trying to take a piss. So I look at them, and I say, excuse me, I would appreciate some privacy here, and they just keep freaking out and making a big deal until my timer runs out and I wake up, feeling nasty and annoyed.

*bashes head against desk*

I mostly have really great dreams though
Those two are just some of the worst to ever occur

P.S. Bigro I loved reading your dream it was very interesting! 8D

Same with me. But uh, with... species.

When I have those dreams, I generally find I feel more satisfied to have gotten the chance to experience it than upset that it ended.

I don't get them very often. Stupid subconscious, never doing what I want. Someday I will master the art of lucid dreaming! SOMEDAY!

Someday I will master the art of lucid dreaming! SOMEDAY!

How's your progress on that?
I lucid dream every now and then. However, I've been busy lately which makes me tired and stressed, which leads to taking relaxants to make me sleep better, which leads to not remembering (having?) many dreams.

But if you have any questions about LD, ask me.
I've had a number of interesting dreams, the most interesting one was a rollercoaster ride, which ended up in a Pokémon park, where I dressed myself in a Pokémon cosplay suit, which was suddenly gone and I was a Roman Emperor-to-be on a bridge. (thinking about usurping, at least, can't remember my in-dream name. Something with a C.) That was really weird.

That one was not lucid, though.

I had a nightmare involving a new social network. I think it was coincidentally named Quora. Basically, you enter in elements of your identity, and the website deletes them from existence. It starts by mauling your face and body! It then replaces your identity with new ideas generated from the first couple of words its not too great voice-recognition software hears. It advertised itself as "Like Foursquare, only you get attacked by a dog!"

Also, I dreamt that my parents were extras on Breaking Bad. Not sure if these dreams were related.

Nopad, that first dream sounds like a premise for an adventure to me.

Lucid dreaming is not a particularly worthwhile skill to develop. It gets dull very quickly, and since most dreams and dreamers don't include sensation, the "obvious" application that many people first think of when they think of lucid dreaming isn't even worth bothering with.

It just becomes daydreaming all night long without distraction, basically.