LV Dream Journal

I remember a dream that took place in my high school. It was night, and in place of one of the stair cases near the cafeteria was an elevator, which apparently was haunted. It opened once, and the twelve kindergarten kids that were in it screamed as they stumbled out. There was a party on the second floor, but when I went on the elevator to get to the second floor, it was pretty much empty. I, being very sensible, sat down and had some slices of pizza.

Then I teleported back to the cafeteria where everyone was evacuating the building on account of the elevator's haunted-ness. I walked with a guy in my history class down a long, dark dirt road until his mom picked him up and left me there. And then it was over.

 

I once had a dream. It was all completely in anime. I was in a school, there was also a toy train you could ride on, but that isn't really important, and I was Roy Mustang's apprentice.
I was trying to learn Flame Alchemy, but I wasn't very good. So I went into the conservatory to practice when a car full of gangsta Weasleys drove at me, with guns ablazing.

It was very weird.

 

Well, I have two interesting dreams I have wrote down, I feel like postin' em here. *Cracks fingers* Let's begin, shall we?

• Dream 1

I had this dream a few years ago, it was so weird yet felt so real I swore never to forget it. Prepare for wtf's.

So, my brother, an IRL friend (Who we will refer to as "Nat") and I were out on a mission to recover a compact disc from some kind of very big Sugar Shack/Restaurant. Kinda like this [1] [2]. But we weren't in any special spy suits or anything, just normal clothes. So, we had to sneak in to get the disc, but we had to be careful, for the caretaker/guard/boss/thing was aware of our coming and would be on the lookout. Oh, and the boss was the Queen from Disney's Snow White and the seven dwarfs after she takes the disguise. Oh yes. And she was the only cartoon object in the Real life-ness of the rest of the dream.

So after some sneaking around, and nearly getting detected, we got down to the basement. There were many large, rickety shelves that had logs and tree stumps. One of those logs had a mossy hole in it. We went in it, and fell through. We suddenly found ourselves falling and landing in an extremely foggy swamp-like terrain. After walking a few steps... We were back outside the Shack, snow and everything. Determined to use that to our advantage, we went back in.

<Stuff I can't remember> And then we had the disc, and all of the Shack's staff were on high alert. My bro and Nat used the secret log passage, and for some reason I had to exit through the front door with the disc. I managed to reach the door, however one of the waiters was there. As soon as she saw me, she began shouting out that she found the interlopers. Panicked I then made some kind of weird martial arts move that made me end up clasping my hand on her mouth and nose, stopping her breathing. She fell unconscious, and I made a break for it. Nat, my bro and some other people were waiting to give me a ride outta there.

Whilst running, I noticed that the waiter girl had already recovered, and was running after me. But not because I had stolen the disc, but because she had fallen in love with me. Then the whole gang and newcomer escaped. Mission accomplished!

Moral of the story: If you want to get someone to love you, smother them to near death. What the hell, brain. What the hell.

• Dream 2

This one dates only a few months back, and is separated in different segments. My explanation is that they occurred during different "R.E.M." periods of my sleeping, thus different dreams. This one also feels eerily life-like despite the absolutely nonsensical stuff that happens.

Part 1
So I'm walking outside an abandoned factory, with a partner(?). The first-person view and HUD indicates that I'm in some sort of horror/exploration game. The environment looks very Half-Life 2-ish. The entrance to the factory is boarded off, so we need to find another way in. We search around the building, and eventually find an broken window right next to the roof of a lower building right next to the factory that we can climb on thanks to a scaffold.

We are interrupted in our scaffold climbing by a very tall man, who claims to be the father of my partner, who suddenly seems very young. The tall man, who looks like Team Aqua's Archie (I blame @[member="Deltheor"]'s past signature) orders his son to return with him, for this is to dangerous. Partner grudgingly obeys, and bids me good luck. So I enter the factory alone.

Inside, after some oddly video game-like puzzles, I fall upon a room with a computer turned on. It had vital intel on for the success of my mission (Funny I remember the dreams with special missions). IT'S A TRAP! Something (Electrical sleeping gas?) causes me and my two magically-now-there partners (Who have always been there, really.) to faint. However, I'm such a badass that I resist it and get back up, despite the horrible zapping and pain. Now shit got real, so I have my tuxedo and shades (That don't impair my vision at all) on.

Seeing that I had resisted the sleep, a bad guy dressed as an evil Santa Claus charges at me. I throw a sleeping dart at him, and he's down for the count. There's a dramatic view of how the dart induces a nightmare that a hole appears in the ground under the victim, making them fall forever in some weird elevator shaft. However, I'm quickly overwhelmed by enemy agents, who shoot me down with soporific bullets.

This next part was retroactively added by my brain after I dreamed up Part 2 [The true mastermind, Lady D, then walks up to the unconscious bodies of my partners and me, then laughs maniacally. I only have time to hear her say that her plan can now be put into motion before falling unconscious. Wait, wasn't I already unconscious?! Whatever...]

Part 2
I wake up on a chair in some sort of living room. We're a few weeks after Part 1, and Nigel Thornberry is on a fancy sofa in front of me, having tea. Because now we're in renaissance London of course! What? Stereotypes? I don't know what you're talking about. Nigel tells my I can't give up. Even if it's near the final stage of the antagonist (Whom we shall refer to as Lady D)'s plan, there must be something I can do! So I make my way to the parliament-type thing where important people from all over the world would soon discuss very important things. The two-story room of the building where the debate was going on looks like this:

Spoiler

For some reason the best description I can give is an Opera house with no stage, and looped around on itself.

I arrive on a balcony of the council room just in time to hear Lady D's her speech, on the balcony left to mine. In the end she finishes by saying that due to all the facts she stated, London can't be trusted. The crowd below begins an outraged yelling, and chaos ensues. I ball up in despair next to one of the balcony ramps. I was too late... World War 2 was coming. I'm rewriting history lol "If only I could go back in time..." I said to myself. Then, Chrono Trigger comes to mind. Something happens, and now I'm back a few seconds before Lady D finishes her speech. Acting purely on instinct, I yell out "Objection!"

Suddenly garbed like the infamous defense attorney, I begin talking about the odd ring-like protrusion Lady D has around her neck. The result of an operation that allowed her to speak despite some childhood injury. For some reason this proves something. (Maybe she's a well-known criminal-type thing, and no one noticed it was her before I pointed that out? Let's go with that.) After making my objection, I stare triumphantly at Lady D, who looks back at me with a sad smile.

WOAAAHHHH Suddenly we're in some kind of white dream-space area. (An accurate description would be that trippy thing that happens when anime characters fantasize of someone. I think) I'm holding Lady D in my arms, and we're both Pikachus. She thanks me for saving her from her fate. (Being a political evil mastermind?) But I can't save her from another...

Dream stops and we're back at our respective balconies, and human again. Suddenly, a madman dressed as some sort of king yells various obscenities before shooting Lady D. He's then restrained by security guards. I run out back to reach the balcony she's on, but I'm too late. She's dead.

Much later, I'm with the characters of the Astérix series, having one of their typical "End of adventure" exterior banquets (Though this one was in broad daylight), as the mission to stop World War was successful. One of them asks why I'm not eating or otherwise enjoying myself, that I look preoccupied. I tell him I'm just not hungry. I walk a few steps away from the tables, and continue thinking about the unfair death of Lady D.

Moral of the story: My brain's telling me something I already know: I don't have a girlfriend. Thanks, a$$hole. Oh, and tragic stories are like, soooo cool.


Et voila. End of log. Upon seeing what I've just written I realize it looks pretty fake cause of the sheer amount of details, but that's what I am. Picky on the details. It also helps that these were so amazing that I wrote them down as soon as I woke up.

 

I had a dream I was at Walmart with my mom and we were buying food and shit, and then near the end when we were done and went outside, it wasn't even my mom with me but my dad instead.
And I remember some other lady was with us while we were shopping and she took the bags outside for us, but then I saw her running away frantically with them.
So then we were waiting for a taxi for some reason, but then when it got here it ended up being our own car with no driver, and when I got inside the bags were there.
Then later on my dad took us to a fast food place that was holding a birthday party for someone, and then my aunt, sister, and 2 cousins come in and tell me they're here to pick me up to go to my favorite lil cousin's birthday party, so I grab a plate full of food cuz I was hungry as shit and took it inside the car to eat.
And my lil cousin was in his karate uniform tryna be all serious, so I just started talking shit to him about how when we get there I'mma whoop his ass in karate cuz he weak as fuk, and I just kept going at it til he attacked my plate and kept trying to slap me from all the aggravation.
And then we got there and then I woke up.

 

I had a dream last night where I got my schedule for school. What I saw was terrifying, I didn't get into my math class, and was being forced to take Math Analysis with my teacher last year once again. I didn't understand why, so I was shocked. I went over to the office, to see if I could change my schedule when I realized the office had completely changed into my Math Analysis class, and I was there with a single textbook and a packet. I tried to leave the room, but it was locked and the door had a sign that said "Finish the packet, with all the correct answers and you may leave." I was so shocked when I woke up. I think I may have a fear of math.

 

...Apparently, Pennywise came to live with me. If you don't know who Pennywise is, he's a clown that, well, eats children that came from Stephen King's movie It. But, in my dream, he was a high functioning sociopath as well? So, I can't remember what happened mid-dream, but it came to the classroom of my fourth grade room with the projector in front of us? So, later, I guess I found a really expensive set of clothing where I took it to my mom and said we should pawn it. I also rolled up the windows and locked the doors, so Pennywise couldn't get in. So, I start driving, and I veer out of control and hit and kill Pennywise. Happy ending. Then I woke up.