sniperfreak223
More Metal Than You !!!
The weirdest dream I've ever had would probably get me banned...so it shall remain a mystery.
Weirdest Dream You've Ever Had?
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Blake_Foxx
Member
I had a dream a few weeks ago that was pretty odd.
I dreamed that I was doing some kind of work, but someone drugged me. Then the whole rest of the dream I was going through some weird creepy drug trip, and at one point my brother's brain melted, and all kinds of other weird random things kept happening. I barely remember it now, but I do remember bits and pieces. It totally freaked me out 0.o
I dreamed that I was doing some kind of work, but someone drugged me. Then the whole rest of the dream I was going through some weird creepy drug trip, and at one point my brother's brain melted, and all kinds of other weird random things kept happening. I barely remember it now, but I do remember bits and pieces. It totally freaked me out 0.o
Inpw
Roller Coaster Imagineer.
This was not a dream, this was just LSD.
Kitsune Cross
**** that **** now! Bitch
free lsd win
Blake_Foxx
Member
Haha! I wouldn't really know. I've never taken LSD before. I'm not even sure what it's like 0.o
This was just one random and weird dream I had. I wish I could remember it because there was so much more to this dream >.>
This was just one random and weird dream I had. I wish I could remember it because there was so much more to this dream >.>
Kitsune Cross
**** that **** now! Bitch
It's like the best experience ever
Blake_Foxx
Member
BigwiggingAround
Member
Most dreams i've had about sex could qualify for the weirdest I've had.
Kit H. Ruppell
Exterminieren! Exterminieren!
Looking up into the sky to see Hulk Hogan flying in a bathtub, then slipping and hitting his coccyx on the faucet.
It's also my earliest dream.
It's also my earliest dream.
Blake_Foxx
Member
That sounds like it would be hilarious.
Carnau
Ice cream is the only way
Gibby and I where web camming when I came across this post and I shared it with him. We are laughing hysterically. This was incredible and it made our night. Thank you for sharing this.
Schwimmwagen
Well-Known Member
PFSSSHHHH
Carnau
Ice cream is the only way
fug you globby go fix your art.
In a ball room dancing in 18th century Phantom of the Opera type clothing with a sad music box playing and many people dancing, only to have all the dancers fade into nothingness and me suddenly sitting alone in an abandoned castle and the same ball room, only all the dancers having been ghosts of a time long past, and the place now dusty, decrepit and barren, but the music still plays, and I look out the window and see a surreal night sky with bright stars and lines, like the Hellfire Peninsula sky for WoW players, only to see my reflection as an old wizard and a tear running my face as it all fades and I wake up... still hearing the music for about thirty seconds and crying in real life.
Kit H. Ruppell
Exterminieren! Exterminieren!
Ha, you're welcome. I must've been 4 or so when I dreamt that. Other dreams from around the same time included Kotick (from the animated version of Kipling's The White Seal) eating jelly beans off of plants, and meeting a vixen with kits who made me feel ...really weird.
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Mr. Sparta
Scale Face
I think my most recent dream involved Robert Pattingson with an upside-down anthro dog conjoined into the lower half of his body so its head would be at Pattingson's crotch. Also he's in a green dress this whole time like a Disney princess.
Coyote Club
El Gordito Burrito Bandito
I've had many wierd dreams including nightmares every night for a month and a half that would leave me panicked and sweaty when I woke up. I've also had one yiffy dream (that I'm going to leave out).
Since this thread is probably for entertainment I'll pick out two very bizarre stories to share with you.
1) The Subway The Gist: I saw some anthro critters while I sat in a train and they wished me good bye.
The dream took place before I was 10 years old (Yes, I was a smart and strange little kid).
It was a pitch black windless night with only the streetlamps of the subway station to light the ground and a small portion of the surrounding station. I was sitting in a bright polished chrome/ silver subway car looking out at the platform with it's stylish metal benches and clean grey concrete. An iron fence and shrubs may have been behind the bench. Directly outside of my window were a small anthro cat and a small anthro dog. They briefly wished me goodby because "they knew I had to go", and I said in reply that I'd do whatever it took in order to see them again (knowing that it could be a very long time indeed). I remember feeling like we had known each other for a very long time, and it literally brought a small pang of sadness to my heart as the brakes released on the subway train and it began to pull from the station. I haven't seen them again, but I would like to. Too much time has gone by for us having been close friends.
2) The Old House and the RapistThe Gist: A creepy man tried to rape me, but he couldn't find me.
In this dream I was a little boy between the ages of four and five. I was in a *roughly* Victorian styled house (1800's ish manufacture). There were sky blue walls which had white moldings where each piece of the wall met including the floor and ceiling. A spiral staircase was directly ahead and to the left of the entrance way, and it was most likely wooden. The decorations were sparse, but a fancy glass window adorned the space above the door. A soft and bright light was coming in through the window and it lit the surrounding area. I think a parlor was to the right of the entrance, and going straight ahead might have taken you deeper into the house. About half way up the stairs there was a maintenance access (or a hide space for emergencies). The door to the maintenance access was slotted and I could see fairly well through the slots. Given what I know about houses, the door could have been one of the small metal ones with vents so that the wall access can "breathe". Anyway, I was diligently hiding like a fawn in the grass as this crazy man went about looking for me. The man was in his early 40's or late thirties. His hair was shoulder length and very dark brown. It was also very wild hair, and one could assume it was composed of cowlicks. His eyes were dark (probably brown) and very intense. He kept his eyes open wide the whole time he was searching for me, and his posture was slightly bent over (like someone imitating sneaking around). He was wearing blue coveralls, and his undershirt was most likely white or light blue (it was hard to tell in the moonlight). The man was definitely Caucasian, and he looked much like Jack Black (with some obvious facial differences). I had not known Jack Black existed at the time.
As I hid the man hissed things like "Where are youuuu?", and occasionally tried to frighten a scream out of me with a murderous tone "I see ya!!". We went about this sort of deadly cat and mouse game as he went all about the house (including the base of the stairs) looking for me. Occasionally he would look directly through the screen and into my eyes. When our eyes met you could see the metaphorical monster nervously churning within him. It's a bit like looking down an intensely focused predator animal about to attack you. I could tell through a sense I've been given (in R.L. as well as in the dream) that he intended to molest and/or rape me as soon as I was found. After being in fear for some time I woke up.
It wasn't over when I woke up though, because I realized that I left my dream body in the other world that the dream consisted of. I hoped that I hid my body well enough from him in case I ever had to go back into that dream. A few days later I imagined him frustrated in a daydream of mine because my thought power had trapped him in a small space in the front entryway. He'd most likely be stuck there forever, or so I thought.
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Since this thread is probably for entertainment I'll pick out two very bizarre stories to share with you.
1) The Subway The Gist: I saw some anthro critters while I sat in a train and they wished me good bye.
The dream took place before I was 10 years old (Yes, I was a smart and strange little kid).
It was a pitch black windless night with only the streetlamps of the subway station to light the ground and a small portion of the surrounding station. I was sitting in a bright polished chrome/ silver subway car looking out at the platform with it's stylish metal benches and clean grey concrete. An iron fence and shrubs may have been behind the bench. Directly outside of my window were a small anthro cat and a small anthro dog. They briefly wished me goodby because "they knew I had to go", and I said in reply that I'd do whatever it took in order to see them again (knowing that it could be a very long time indeed). I remember feeling like we had known each other for a very long time, and it literally brought a small pang of sadness to my heart as the brakes released on the subway train and it began to pull from the station. I haven't seen them again, but I would like to. Too much time has gone by for us having been close friends.
2) The Old House and the RapistThe Gist: A creepy man tried to rape me, but he couldn't find me.
In this dream I was a little boy between the ages of four and five. I was in a *roughly* Victorian styled house (1800's ish manufacture). There were sky blue walls which had white moldings where each piece of the wall met including the floor and ceiling. A spiral staircase was directly ahead and to the left of the entrance way, and it was most likely wooden. The decorations were sparse, but a fancy glass window adorned the space above the door. A soft and bright light was coming in through the window and it lit the surrounding area. I think a parlor was to the right of the entrance, and going straight ahead might have taken you deeper into the house. About half way up the stairs there was a maintenance access (or a hide space for emergencies). The door to the maintenance access was slotted and I could see fairly well through the slots. Given what I know about houses, the door could have been one of the small metal ones with vents so that the wall access can "breathe". Anyway, I was diligently hiding like a fawn in the grass as this crazy man went about looking for me. The man was in his early 40's or late thirties. His hair was shoulder length and very dark brown. It was also very wild hair, and one could assume it was composed of cowlicks. His eyes were dark (probably brown) and very intense. He kept his eyes open wide the whole time he was searching for me, and his posture was slightly bent over (like someone imitating sneaking around). He was wearing blue coveralls, and his undershirt was most likely white or light blue (it was hard to tell in the moonlight). The man was definitely Caucasian, and he looked much like Jack Black (with some obvious facial differences). I had not known Jack Black existed at the time.
As I hid the man hissed things like "Where are youuuu?", and occasionally tried to frighten a scream out of me with a murderous tone "I see ya!!". We went about this sort of deadly cat and mouse game as he went all about the house (including the base of the stairs) looking for me. Occasionally he would look directly through the screen and into my eyes. When our eyes met you could see the metaphorical monster nervously churning within him. It's a bit like looking down an intensely focused predator animal about to attack you. I could tell through a sense I've been given (in R.L. as well as in the dream) that he intended to molest and/or rape me as soon as I was found. After being in fear for some time I woke up.
It wasn't over when I woke up though, because I realized that I left my dream body in the other world that the dream consisted of. I hoped that I hid my body well enough from him in case I ever had to go back into that dream. A few days later I imagined him frustrated in a daydream of mine because my thought power had trapped him in a small space in the front entryway. He'd most likely be stuck there forever, or so I thought.
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KAS3519
New Member
Inception.
I have had an experience where my dream self is having a lucid dream, so my dream self can control my dream, but I can't. Very weird.
All it was is that we were in some kind of hi-rise hotel with rough yellow walls, and I just fell asleep and had a lucid dream (That I couldn't actually control). All I did in the lucid dream was fly around the same hotel room.
Yo dawg, I heard you like dreams, So I put a dream inside your dream that you can't control, but your dream self can control, but since you can't control your dream self you can't control your dream within a dream.
I have had an experience where my dream self is having a lucid dream, so my dream self can control my dream, but I can't. Very weird.
All it was is that we were in some kind of hi-rise hotel with rough yellow walls, and I just fell asleep and had a lucid dream (That I couldn't actually control). All I did in the lucid dream was fly around the same hotel room.
Yo dawg, I heard you like dreams, So I put a dream inside your dream that you can't control, but your dream self can control, but since you can't control your dream self you can't control your dream within a dream.
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KAS3519
New Member
That's... Really depressing. Did you know about furries when you had that dream? It would be even weirder if you didn't.
Also, are you an author or an aspiring author? You told those stories in really good detail.
Conker
Destroyer of Nazi Teddy Bears
Had a fucked up one a few nights ago.
My friend is joining the navy, so it probably came from that. In the dream he was joining some kind of space marine corp and there were all kinds of crazy soldiers in armor with futuristic weapons about. I was visiting and apparently was underdressed or something. For some bullocks reason I was wearing a leather coat, even though I don't own one. That was somehow an issue, though I guess i don't know why. Wasn't quite normal, but no one else was dressed normally either!
Anyhow I'm talking to my friend and trying to order some kind of fruit smoothie, when someone comes over and starts yelling at him. Friend sometimes has a temper problem, and low and behold, he murders this person in rage. Hits him and the guy just dies. Friend turns to me, shrugs, and just starts killing people until some robotic guard waltzes over and just tears out a fistfull of organs.
It was super graphic.
I also didn't get my fruit smoothie.
My friend is joining the navy, so it probably came from that. In the dream he was joining some kind of space marine corp and there were all kinds of crazy soldiers in armor with futuristic weapons about. I was visiting and apparently was underdressed or something. For some bullocks reason I was wearing a leather coat, even though I don't own one. That was somehow an issue, though I guess i don't know why. Wasn't quite normal, but no one else was dressed normally either!
Anyhow I'm talking to my friend and trying to order some kind of fruit smoothie, when someone comes over and starts yelling at him. Friend sometimes has a temper problem, and low and behold, he murders this person in rage. Hits him and the guy just dies. Friend turns to me, shrugs, and just starts killing people until some robotic guard waltzes over and just tears out a fistfull of organs.
It was super graphic.
I also didn't get my fruit smoothie.
Alexxx-Returns
The Sergal that Didn't Vore
I had the EXACT same experience once. I dreamed I was having a lucid dream. Until seeing this post, I always looked back thinking that I did have control over the lucid dream, but now you say this, I realise that I did not. Thankfully though, my subconscious knew exactly what I wanted to do in a lucid dream anyway ^.^
funky3000
Galactic Overlord
I love how the subconscious is different from the conscience. It opens up a lot of weird situations. Like the time I was having an active, probably lucid, conversation with an anthro wolf lady. While my dream was lucid and I was controlling my questions, I felt like I couldn't control her responses. It was as if maybe my subconscious was playing the extra character for me... Or maybe it was my subconscious I was talking to. Whatever it was, while I could not control the responses, they made sense with my questions, and she even had her ow views separate of mine while at the same time I was finding out about her and her past.
I gotta hide my address. Stop injecting me with heroin, guys. Wait... This was like 2 years ago. Fuck how did you guys. IS THIS A CONSPIRACY? GAHHH!!
I gotta hide my address. Stop injecting me with heroin, guys. Wait... This was like 2 years ago. Fuck how did you guys. IS THIS A CONSPIRACY? GAHHH!!
RedLeFrench
Writer extraordinaire
Just had one, that wasn't weird per se, but wasn't very logical either.
I was with people which I think were the ones who I was with last week on holliday, and we were walking on a mountain road. It was starting snowing and we were starting to get hungry, but thankfully a KFC showed up a few seconds ago. The layout of the building was weird so after a few minutes we decided to go outside and sit for a few minutes when a bus stopped and from it came down what I guess was a group, with at least 30 or 40 people, a few fursuited. They were all French and going to a furcon... But I woke up the instant I went to talk to them so I dunno how it would've played out. The weird part comes only from the fact that so many French furries would go in a French con, because guess what : there rarely are any here.
I was with people which I think were the ones who I was with last week on holliday, and we were walking on a mountain road. It was starting snowing and we were starting to get hungry, but thankfully a KFC showed up a few seconds ago. The layout of the building was weird so after a few minutes we decided to go outside and sit for a few minutes when a bus stopped and from it came down what I guess was a group, with at least 30 or 40 people, a few fursuited. They were all French and going to a furcon... But I woke up the instant I went to talk to them so I dunno how it would've played out. The weird part comes only from the fact that so many French furries would go in a French con, because guess what : there rarely are any here.