i'm not sure how good of a sex dream it was, krissy, if it involved condoms
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i'm not sure how good of a sex dream it was, krissy, if it involved condoms
After recently reading a warhammer 40k novel I found myself having a dream where I was an Imperial Guardsman, nothing special just an ordinary faceless soldier on a field of millions. I was assaulting a chaos forge world, weapons wise I was packing a hellgun (heavy duty lasgun, fires heavier more damaging shots at expense of reduced shots per charge pack), some frag/krak grenades and a pistol, the pistol was an bolt pistol I'd taken from a dead cultist, in fact all my weapons and ammo were scavenged from the dead in the swirling battlefield as my lasgun was destroyed by an explosion which lifted me bodily and threw me some 50ft. I was involved in a vicious street by street, house by house fight when the buildings in front of us in the street collapsed an enemy warlord titan was storming across the battlefield at us. There's nothing quite like waking up in the dark suddenly and having to think "I'm ok! I'm not being stomped on by a 100ft tall bipedal tank!"
This is surprisingly accurate. :IQuote:
Originally Posted by Shorty
foaface and I will henceforth be interpreting the dreams in this thread.
Sam: Your dream is about you being the heroine in real life with the people around you but you succumb to your own weaknesses (aka twincest with Jon Snow who is actually a really beautiful bastard). Also, you wish you could have been cast in Lord of the Rings and possibly Game of Thrones.Quote:
Originally Posted by Tifa's Boobs
THIS IS GOING TO BE FUN!
also, I just want to twincest Jon Snow WHAT CAN I SAY
I had a dream that someone put a Lebron James jersey over a Michael Jordan cardboard cut out. I wasn't amused.
Oh I remember I dream I had a couple nights ago! So, it pretty much involves Pike and MILF. At one point, in the dream, I made a confession in the dream to them about how I wanted to be like MILF and how jealous I was of him and the two invited me over to have a sleepover. I accepted the invitation and when I arrived at Pike's house, I was led into a dark room in the basement and they strapped me on their bed and began to torture me. MILF did unspeakable things to me in the dream. :( I bet Sylvie would probably have done the same if he was in his place. I simply refuse to mention what he did but I can imagine you guys can figure it out. It was horrible, really horrible. I think dream Pike enjoyed it more than I did.
That does sound like Pike, both dream and not.
Don't worry Pr00ts I would never treat you less than you deserve :aimkiss:
MILF just loves to do unspeakable things to everyone, doesn't he? :shobon:
Sephex, this dream means you must be possessed by a demon, because WTF YOU DO NOT DISS JORDAN.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sephex
Like I said, it upset me! C'mon man! I am from the Chicagoland area! Being into basketball was fun back then!Quote:
Originally Posted by fire_of_avalonSephex, this dream means you must be possessed by a demon, because WTF YOU DO NOT DISS JORDAN.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sephex
Yes :|Quote:
Originally Posted by Pike
I keep having dreams about the house i grew up in, but its more like the basement and im always looking for something. It usually happens at least twice a month.
I get dreams like that, but the only difference is that I will find a secret room in a dream version of a real house. When compared to where it would be if the secret room existed in real life, it would be downright impossible. I must admit I love dreams like that.Quote:
Originally Posted by oldskoolfreak
Most of my dreams are a mix of insane sci-fi movies and pure horror. Except they have no plot, so it's just a constant wave of spaceships and monsters and death.
I tend to dream about football games the night before they happen. Then, in a wave of Nostradamusesque oh-my-god-i'm-a-soothsayer delusion, I put money on the score I dreamt about occurring. It hasn't happened yet.
I once dreamt about a horse race, where a horse called 'Compadre' won. The following day, I looked on the internet to see if any horses with that name were racing on that day. There weren't, but there was one horse on record with that name. It had retired from racing years previously, but I checked its results. In its last race, it came third, and the winning horse was called - wait for it - 'Bogus Dreams'. No sleep for you tonight.
I had a dream that took place in a very cyberpunk dystopian city of Philadelphia. My friend was driving us there because we were going to spend some time in the city for whatever reason. He stopped the car at a street, and I got out, and then he just left me there. I remember having a split ego, an invisible less prominent one in the actual passenger's seat watching him hurriedly abandon me. The ego that mattered just stayed in the streets, and I remembered that I had two friends (girlfriend & boyfriend) living right down the block. I made my way down the dissociative streets and walked up a ramp into an abandoned parking garage kind of deal. I saw a large bed, and I walked up the ramp, and saw my two friends violently and passionately having sex, she was screaming in pleasure so loudly. I just watched for a while for arousal and then they asked me what I wanted. I said I needed to stay with them or else I'm going to die in the street, so they reluctantly allowed me to. I remember before dialing all the people I know, but nobody picked up their phone at all.
I went into a strange room where I began to use a binding electronic table to sexually take advantage of pre-assigned human female prostitutes whom had absolutely no basic human rights. I enjoyed delivering vaginal and anal penetration to them as they laid face down on the table, they were on their stomach, arms stretched back, bound to their ankles that were bent right to their back, and I admired the stretched meshing of their recovering orifices after I was finished, at least momentarily, with them.