>Back in high school
>Playing DND with this kid I kinda knew
>In the dream he had some connection to a thread I was posting in
>He's allergic to peanuts, accidentally eats pranut brittle and fucking dies
>Tell thread he's fucking dead
>wake up in dream
>still back in high school
>Ask guy I hardly know if other guy was in class yesterday
>An anticlimactic dream within a dream, guy was fine
I had a dream that I was talking to my mom last night. We discussed some literature, shared a hug or two, and ordered a pizza.
She's been dead for four years, I cried my eyes out when I woke up.
Had a similar dream with my grandpa a while back, except he took me for a drive in his old truck instead. I had a similar reaction upon waking up, but I was able to contain myself before I completely lost control. Hope you're holding up well, my dude.
I very rarely recall dreaming at all (as in a few times a year) but I vividly remember last night dreaming of sitting in my filled bathtub fully dressed, lying back and my clothes weighing me down while I struggled to pull myself back up and very much not being able to breathe. I remember that things happened before that but don’t remember any of it except for driving a stolen bus for some reason.
Some days better than others.
Maybe I'm OP
I had a dream where I was going to obscure spots around parks in China, sometimes at night because I like to explore and I don’t like the constraints of China’s urban geography. I also practiced getting over stuff like with parkour. However, this picked up the bad notice of a surveillance agency which didn’t like what I was doing, even though I had not done anything technically illegal. So the head of the agency plotted to put me in a compromising position where either I would have to consent to being constantly surveilled or I could be killed as a public threat.
For whatever reason, there was an emergency armory for agents in a prominent public spot with the door being open and the guard being inattentive. Because I felt like my life was in danger I borrowed a shotgun similar to the one in Half-Life and no one noticed. At twilight I went to a part of a large wooded park that had no buildings or really anyone around, and for whatever reason this was in New England now. Soon after I’m classified as a suspicious person and am ordered to be arrested. Some agents coming at me, however, appeared little interested in due process and were shooting at me. I shot back, and fortunately some bystanders with guns also return fire, killing the agents. Somehow I’m vindicated because apparently the head of the agency was so corrupt that he used public funds to buy a PMC in exchange that they send the hit squad after me. I was interviewed in Shanghai then I woke up.
Had a dream where I was traveling down a road and the toll booth closed just as I was getting close to it. My mom and I got out of the car and the guy on staff let us inside, revealing a beautiful if dilapidated space that was very lived in. There were plants everywhere, legos scattered around on the floor that someone's kid had built, etc. The entryway for our vehicle disappeared, now termination in a small garage for the toll booth runner. I went outside to retrieve my car so that I cpuld drive to the other side and pick up my mom, but reality began to crumble at this point and the roads were flooded with water. I never made it to the other side of the booth, I just woke up.
I had a dream a couple of nights ago where I and a group of friends were in a town with a zombie outbreak (the supernatural kind of undead, not the infection kind) looking for information or something (sort of like Resident Evil). Most of this was in a large brick-and-mortar building that was later revealed to be a school. After a bunch of combat and sneaking about I suddenly went back in time to several days prior, where I learned that it was a magic school and a mishap caused the outbreak. I warned them about this and went back to the present, where I and my team grabbed our loot and went out through the mostly deserted roads. As we approached the outskirts were was less and less danger and you could find gatherings of people, even including a nightclub. I woke up shortly before I reached my car.
Ended up having a dream last night where the entire thing took place in my room, in my bed. It started off with me sitting there and messing with a lego set (rock raiders/power miners combined) while I was also in the middle of a discord call on my phone. After a while, I ended up taking a minifigure rock monster and throwing it across the room for some reason. Apparently, this got me in the mood for some lewd things, because I then took my pony plush under the covers to eat her out. Right as things were getting good though, my mom shows up, rips off the sheets, and starts yelling at me about how what I was doing was disgusting or something. However, when I looked down, I saw that my plushie was no longer there and was instead an energy sword and a covenant carbine, both from H2A. Then I woke up, wrote all this down, and held on to it until I just remembered to post about it now.
Anybody have any fucking clue what I was on to dream all that?
>>15868>playing with legos>discord>lewd things with a plush>living with your mom
Yep, you've got the autisms
Do you still play with legos irl?
I may say that I never dream, or to be more precise, I dream once every 10 years, btw, I'm really old.
What this means?
Being creative with Lego and testing out engineering concepts is fine, but if you're just playing with pre-made sets as an adult then you might have a problem.>>15875
People dream differently, I have relatives who dream rarely.
Oh shit, oh fuck! Not the autism, it's totally not like this wasn't unexpected!>>15874
Not often, but when I get the urge to build something the legos I still have help.>>15877
I don't mess around with the premade sets much, just fuck around with the pieces I already have. I just remember the sets because I got a few of them when I was younger and thought they were the best thing ever.