DaremihC
04-21-2005, 08:09 AM
Sometimes, I feel I have the strangest dreams... I seek comfort in knowing I am not the only crazy dreamer!!
I want to know what kinds of crazy dreams the people here may have had... Post your weirdest dreams here!
My wierdest dream (out of many WIERD dreams) happened a few months ago.
This dream takes place entirely in the third person. All of my dreams do.
I was in my hallway walking down the stairs (which don't exist) into the giant cave. The walls were obviously not bump-mapped and looked like they were textured with badly repeating .jpgs... In fact the whole cave was really a box with nasty green water and little rock platforms (I'd have to jump on these in order to get to the giant rock door that was sliding up and down... I don't know where it went). I wasn't going into the back of the cave because I was going to see the relatives on my mom's side. There was a seven-foot-tall blue mole-man with a candle standing near me. That was my grandfather Thomas.
I went into the skin covered hut that was somehow perfectly inside the near 'cave' wall. Three women (who I have never seen in my life) were in there; one was young (probably 12 or so). I instantly noticed the chest to the side. I knew there was 1000 gold peices in there because I played this part of the game before but I had to hide myself so they wouldn't see me open it. I found out that I needed three keys to open it and I found one on the floor.
I sat down at the table with the girl. She looked at me, smiled and slid one of the chest keys to me (the key was about one inch long and very thin). My other two relatives came over and handed me a celephane sandwitch bag filled with (and I am not joking) fruit sponges. The fruit sponges were red, yellow and orange, they looked just like one inch sponge cubes but tasted like (and were made out of) fruit. You poured orange juice in the bag and they soaked it up, I ate them with my fingers, they were tasty.
I then walked outside onto the soccer field where several blonde haired teenage boys were throwing beachballs at large wooden archery targets. Every time a beachball would hit a target, an alarm would sound.
Then I realized my alarm clock was going off and I woke up.
I want to know what kinds of crazy dreams the people here may have had... Post your weirdest dreams here!
My wierdest dream (out of many WIERD dreams) happened a few months ago.
This dream takes place entirely in the third person. All of my dreams do.
I was in my hallway walking down the stairs (which don't exist) into the giant cave. The walls were obviously not bump-mapped and looked like they were textured with badly repeating .jpgs... In fact the whole cave was really a box with nasty green water and little rock platforms (I'd have to jump on these in order to get to the giant rock door that was sliding up and down... I don't know where it went). I wasn't going into the back of the cave because I was going to see the relatives on my mom's side. There was a seven-foot-tall blue mole-man with a candle standing near me. That was my grandfather Thomas.
I went into the skin covered hut that was somehow perfectly inside the near 'cave' wall. Three women (who I have never seen in my life) were in there; one was young (probably 12 or so). I instantly noticed the chest to the side. I knew there was 1000 gold peices in there because I played this part of the game before but I had to hide myself so they wouldn't see me open it. I found out that I needed three keys to open it and I found one on the floor.
I sat down at the table with the girl. She looked at me, smiled and slid one of the chest keys to me (the key was about one inch long and very thin). My other two relatives came over and handed me a celephane sandwitch bag filled with (and I am not joking) fruit sponges. The fruit sponges were red, yellow and orange, they looked just like one inch sponge cubes but tasted like (and were made out of) fruit. You poured orange juice in the bag and they soaked it up, I ate them with my fingers, they were tasty.
I then walked outside onto the soccer field where several blonde haired teenage boys were throwing beachballs at large wooden archery targets. Every time a beachball would hit a target, an alarm would sound.
Then I realized my alarm clock was going off and I woke up.