Sunday, December 18, 2011

Malevolent Murderer

I was at a wedding for a friend, she was finally getting married to her boyfriend of... I don't know how long.  But here's the problem.  No one knew the guy she was getting married to.  Not his name, his face, where he came from, no one knew a single thing.  The wedding was a pleasant experience and everyone had a good time.  All sorts of good food, music, dancing, all the stuff you'd expect to see at a wedding.  After the whole thing was over, it seemed like my friend and her new husband would continue on happily. That is, until...

I learned the husband's true identity.  He was using a false name.  So I looked him up, trying to find any sort of information on him.  In 1982, He was a murderer.  Apparently, how it started was that he accidentally killed his first wife's baby.  Soon after their divorce, he went on killing more newborn children.  Seeing as he was listed as on the run, I contacted all victims of this guy and told them where he currently was.

The group gathered to go to my friend and her husband's house.  First, I bust in and grabbed my friend telling her there was no time to explain.  I carried her out and ran.  I looked over my shoulder to see the angry mob of former parents rushing into the household and continued running away as fast as I could.  Then I woke up.

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Multi Level Dream

This is the first time I've ever had a dream within a dream that consisted of more than two of them.  Right, let's get started...

Part One
I was in a dirty area full of trash and vegetation.  Looked like the aftermath of one hell of a party.  Not sure who'd have a party in the middle of a jungle, but whatever.  After walking around, I was attacked by something and then...

Part Two
I woke up in a hospital bed.  A nurse told me that I was exhausted and that I should rest awhile.  Moments later, one of my friends comes over and tell me that I should leave.  He explained to me something about being experimented on.  During this explanation, he yanked out the IV tube off of my skin and got me standing.  We ran off with many of the hospital staff chasing after us.  Once I opened the exit...

Part Three
I woke up at home.  I looked to my right and saw a note from my mom.  It was to buy groceries or something like that.  So I went out and drove to the local Albertsons.  But instead of that, it looked like it got replaced by a Walmart.  I went inside anyways.  While looking around, I saw two men having a fight.  All of a sudden, one of them pulled out a pistol and shot the other in the leg.  He saw me, and it looked like I became his next victim.  I ran like hell, but he caught up with me.  We were in an aisle full of tools.  I grabbed hammer and smashed it on his shoulder and continued running.  Somehow, he ended up in front of me and was holding a pair of shears.  He told me, "I will fucking scalp you."  And he proceeded to attempt to do so until I put the hammer in between the blades and continued running the fuck away.  At the exit...

Part Four
I woke up at home again.  I went downstairs to have some breakfast and saw mom.  So I decided to tell mom about what dreams I had while having breakfast.  A hole opened up under the chair I was sitting on and I fell in.

Then I finally woke up.

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Unforgotten Scars

I was with friends hanging out.  We did our usual talk about random things and play videogames, go out to eat, that sort of thing.  Then someone that I've lost respect for came along.  Still trying to act like nothing happened and be friends with me again.  I told him to go away, and he refused asking why.  I blew up on him and told him everything that was wrong with him.  And as always, he flat out denied everything I said and started making shit up about me.

Now here's when things started to get serious.  He tried to touch me, and I grabbed hold of both of his arms.  I could feel my hands grasping his arms trying to keep them away from me.  We still kept arguing, and then I pushed him down.  I got on top of him and began choking him.  That was when the dream ended.

I'm scared that I can remember feeling my own hands choke him, rather than the fact that I did that in a dream.  Because, it's just a dream.  But when I woke up knowing that feeling, it was kind of scary.  But eh, at least it's just a dream.

Monday, March 28, 2011


I dreamt that I was with friends, just hanging around at my house.  We were playing games, and I met some new people that my friends invited over.  And then I think I got my GPS stolen, but then it got returned back.  Then I went driving on a long, straight road for hours.  Then I woke up.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Knights and the Labyrinth

Me and an awful large group of people consisting of my friends were at a castle listening to its king.  Every single one of us was wearing some kind of rusted and worn armor, along with swords and shields.  Can't remember what his name was, but anyways... We were to retrieve an item that would help in researching a cure for cancer.  The problem is, is that this item was located within an enormously large labyrinth.  This was the reason why about fifty people people were needed to explore.  So me and my friends headed out towards the labyrinth...

When we arrived, it was quite dark with the walls eerily lit by dim flames.  A few of us started up some torches and slowly walked through the wide hallways.  This continued until we came at a fork in the path.  there were five different paths, so we split up into groups of ten.  I went into the middle and it seems luck was not on my side.  We encountered a dragon.  When we started fighting it, it was like I got knocked out of my body.  I was now in that third-person perspective again and I was watching myself fight the dragon.  Then I looked to my left and saw my dog, wonder what the hell it was doing in my third-person POV.  And then I woke up.

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Not My Own

Lately, my dreams have been... Well, they don't feel like they're mine.  Or rather, I know they're my dreams, but it feels like I'm not exactly there in the dream.  It's more like I'm watching something, like a movie.  Not really sure how to describe it any other way.  I suppose the most recent example is kinda different.  I "watched" myself do things.  Nothing special in particular, just going about life in general, things that I'd do regularly.  But I had no input on this at all.  I just watched myself do my normal routine of school, studying, baking, and videogames.  Eh, whatever.  It's spring break.  Gotta get some more sleep.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Silly Prizes

I was in a casino mixed with an arcade.  With me was a friend of mine.  Together, me and him played a lot of the games there, as we weren't exactly allowed to go into the casino area.  Then we got to the prize games.  But I didn't want to waste my points...  Suddenly, my friend got my attention and said, "Hey, I found something cool!  Take it." and with a smirk, he handed me a card.  He then explained to me that it was a card that cheated the prize machines.

One of the prize machines was based purely on luck.  No skill needed.  Played normally, it would give you a random amount of points to spend that machine.  But with the cheat card, it would have the machine yield a vast amount of points.  So, I spent a few hours gathering together many prizes...

I can't remember every prize I obtained, but the first was a cellphone.  It was strange.  The phone was like a glove that only went over your index finger.  How it worked was that, you put your index finger to your ear and think of who you're going to call.  Then the phone will start calling.

The second was another phone, similar to a Blackberry.  Or at least, it looked like a Blackberry.  It was pretty normal, worked like any other phone, but...  On the bottom side, there was what appeared to be a stun gun, and on the left side was a button that revealed a retractable knife.  Why the hell was this in the prize machine?

The last prize was...  A cat.  A black cat.  I was so confused.  What is this cat doing in the prize machine?  Why is it still alive?  Upon closer inspection, this cat was in poor condition.  It was starving and quite weak.  I felt sorry for it.  It was also my responsibility since it was now my prize.  So I took it home, wondering how I'd explain this to my parents.  Then I woke up.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

My Team

I was in the world of Pokemon.  I had a with me a team of six good pokemon.  They were:

  1. Dial, the Feraligatr
  2. Basil, the Nidoking
  3. Bud, the Pidgeot
  4. Violet, the Raticate
  5. Matilda, the Nidoqueen
  6. Lana, the Golem
The strange part of this is that all of these pokemon are from my Nuzlocke Run of Pokemon Soul Silver that I'm currently working on.  Anyways, we had just beaten the Elite Four and we set off to conquer the Kanto region.  It was fun, traveling to Kanto.  Instead of keeping all of them in their pokeballs, I let them all out.  I always thought it'd be cooler that way.  Though I hadn't known it then, I thought this was a really nice dream.  But this was far from a dream; it was a nightmare.  Once we finally reached Kanto, I returned everyone to their pokeballs.  This was because I saw a poster with quarantine information.  Lots of deadly diseases and sicknesses were going around Kanto.  I wanted to challenge the gyms, but I did not want to risk my pokemon getting sick.  After all, they've been with me since Johto.  But it was inevitable.  Trainers still insisted on fighting, seemingly oblivious to the fact that sickness are all over Kanto...

The first one to get sick was Bud.  He seemed to have problems breathing and couldn't fly very well.  Next was Violet and Lana.  From a double battle, they had gotten a strange rash and flu like symptoms.  Matilda got something that made her very weak.  Basil had some sort of condition where he couldn't be healed properly.  Lastly, Dial, my starter, seemed to be immune.  But because of that, I used him in battles more often.  He had a lot of physical injuries and I was ready to give up on being a trainer.  I went to the nearest pokemon center and handed over my pokemon.  The nurse told me that my pokemon were in horrible conditions and that it would take longer to heal them.  I took a seat and felt like I had failed my pokemon.  Then I woke up.

Friday, January 14, 2011

Horror and Manga?

I was watching a horror movie with my friends.  It seemed quite old, it was in black & white.  Pretty horrible quality picture as well, but it fit the scene of the movie very well.  I'm not entirely sure what it was about.  But slowly, the images we saw on the TV began to grow and emerge from the TV.  Something manifested in it and it wanted out.  Not sure what happened next, but I was now in a snowed out area.  It was quite cold, and for whatever reason, Himura Kenshin was there.  Not much happened until Kenshin got into a duel with some random person.  Then I woke up.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Trains and Jobs

I was on the train with some friends.  It seemed pretty normal, it was just a train ride.  Although, it was still kind of weird.  I've only been a train once or twice in my entire life.  Anyways, I had a short conversation with one of my friends.  Can't remember much of what we talked about, but we all of a sudden, he kept saying, "I'm gonna get a job!"  and then I said, "Okay, cool!"  But then all he ever said from that point was, "I'm gonna get a job!" over and over again.  Then I woke up.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011


I can't remember crap except for one thing from last night's dream:  It was dark.  I don't remember why it was dark, but I do remember that the entire dream was dark.  Not dark like bad, or evil, but visibly dark.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Gundam Rising

I realize it's been awhile, but here's what happened from my last dream... I was at an anime convention, Sakuracon, to be specific.  I was wearing a pretty cool costume, I was cosplaying as the original Gundam, RX-78-2.  (Here's a picture of it for you non-Gundam people.)

Anyways, I didn't really do much.  I spent most of my time in this dream scaring people by jumping out from behind a wall or a curtain and drawing out my beam saber.  I didn't have much control of myself in this dream, so it makes me wonder: do some dreams show you the eyes of others?  Just a thought.