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Post by Bloodreign on May 2, 2006 0:33:12 GMT -5
I've had plenty of odd dreams and nightmares, some I can no longer remember. One basically had me laying in bed, then all of a sudden cherub hands with claws ripped through the mattress in an effore to rip my heart out, only for me to spring straight up in escape. I shortly woke up after sitting straight up in bed, sweating profusely. Another in the same room I sleep in now, in the dream I was awake, and saw the TV in the next room over (the living room to be exact). I then heard laughter from my sister, saw nothing in the room, and proceeded to get yanked from my bed by an unseen force by my feet, again I woke up sitting up. Too many zombie dreams to name or remember, nor really want to remember either.
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Post by Sac (a.k.a Icaras) on May 2, 2006 5:47:56 GMT -5
When I was about 5-7 years old, I used to see lots of dreams about James Bond coming out from a TV, killing me. This happened lots of times, until I eventually found out that James Bond is a good guy --- he just kills bad guys.
Everytime when I saw a blank TV screen in my dreams, I suddenly started to scream, and then James Bond does his killing with James Bond theme playing on the background. So James Bond kills you...yet he only kills bad guys...Hmmm...Hey, you're really Le Chiffre from Casio Royale, aren't you!?!?! (The villain from the upcoming Bond film, based on the first ever Bond novel. The book is cool, you all should read it)Anyway, the only crazy dream I can remember is where for some reason me and one of my cousins were breaking into a really posh school to save one of my other cousins (Which is odd, as none of us actually go to a posh school, or a boarding school). Anyway, we save him, but I trip over and trigger an alarm. Next thing,w e're all running down a big hill being chased by all the other students, and I get into a nunchuck fight with a girl and that's when I woke up. Weird, as most of the time I can only remember having a dream, not the dream itself *shrugs*
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Post by dire51 on May 2, 2006 6:03:32 GMT -5
My dreams get downright bizarre sometimes. There was one where I was a member of a commando team (the other commandos being people I worked with at the time), and we were observing some kind of ritual where these Aztec high priests summoned skeletons and fought them. All the priests died except one, then we shot him, and blew up the skeletons. Then we shot the priest's body full of arrows and left him in an office building.
Or there was the one where I was trapped in a maze with a particularly annoying ex-girlfriend of mine. That one was just annoying.
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