I've had a few... oddball dreams over the years. Usually all I can remember is bits and pieces if anything, and more often than not just have a feeling like something really unsettling or amazing passed through my brain. I've taken notes on a couple when I felt there were interesting bits to try and remember, but more often than not I just lose them to the ether of forgetfulness.
There's others that really stick around, though.
Last night's was one of those. It was like one of those classic splatter/horror movies. I was a government grunt stationed in... France, I believe (I had to go post flyers and call attention to them, and they handed me a beret as part of the job. Thanks, racist brain.), and for some reason Clinton was there and had his own special office with folks coming and going. So, as I leave to do my mundane errand, I'm dragging my feet and I overhear some conversation about children. The details are fuzzy but they were like informants for our organization or something taken from the citizenry.
... And apparently one of them had gone rogue. However, it was okay, he had gotten beaten up or something and brought back. However, he and the others that had "defected" had... changed somehow. They were mindlessly obedient and completely oblivious to pain. One of them latched on to me as their "master" and I was actually being nice to it and it was becoming... like courteous and polite and stuff, holding open doors for me and things like that.
The former-rogue kid, though... the government officials apparently decided to have him as a bodyguard or something. So, I got this lovely "scene" where some guy with a knife tried to attack us. The kid stopped the knife with his hand, the blade piercing straight through in the process. Guy understandably freaks and the kid pulls a Raiden and uses his knife-hand to stab the insurgent in the eye.
... Yeah, that kinda shocked me awake. I'm usually, like, not really bothered by horror stuff but that eye stab has stayed fresh in my mind and left me rather queasy. And served as a sort of impetus for this thread.
I have some other odd dreams as well, though my personal favorite is the one from when I was still in middle school or so where I was being chased through a mall by Bill Cosby for NO APPARENT REASON. Escaped to the parking lot, where my escape vehicle was a man-sized wind-up car. The key of said car being my weapon of choice to beat Bill Cosby up before getting away in my ride. I think I like it so much because of just how BIZARRE it was.
I was just curious if anyone else had any bizarre, creepy, or awesome dreams that they can recall. And let's try to keep away from discussing the more... ahem... adult dreams. For obvious reasons.
There's others that really stick around, though.
Last night's was one of those. It was like one of those classic splatter/horror movies. I was a government grunt stationed in... France, I believe (I had to go post flyers and call attention to them, and they handed me a beret as part of the job. Thanks, racist brain.), and for some reason Clinton was there and had his own special office with folks coming and going. So, as I leave to do my mundane errand, I'm dragging my feet and I overhear some conversation about children. The details are fuzzy but they were like informants for our organization or something taken from the citizenry.
... And apparently one of them had gone rogue. However, it was okay, he had gotten beaten up or something and brought back. However, he and the others that had "defected" had... changed somehow. They were mindlessly obedient and completely oblivious to pain. One of them latched on to me as their "master" and I was actually being nice to it and it was becoming... like courteous and polite and stuff, holding open doors for me and things like that.
The former-rogue kid, though... the government officials apparently decided to have him as a bodyguard or something. So, I got this lovely "scene" where some guy with a knife tried to attack us. The kid stopped the knife with his hand, the blade piercing straight through in the process. Guy understandably freaks and the kid pulls a Raiden and uses his knife-hand to stab the insurgent in the eye.
... Yeah, that kinda shocked me awake. I'm usually, like, not really bothered by horror stuff but that eye stab has stayed fresh in my mind and left me rather queasy. And served as a sort of impetus for this thread.
I have some other odd dreams as well, though my personal favorite is the one from when I was still in middle school or so where I was being chased through a mall by Bill Cosby for NO APPARENT REASON. Escaped to the parking lot, where my escape vehicle was a man-sized wind-up car. The key of said car being my weapon of choice to beat Bill Cosby up before getting away in my ride. I think I like it so much because of just how BIZARRE it was.
I was just curious if anyone else had any bizarre, creepy, or awesome dreams that they can recall. And let's try to keep away from discussing the more... ahem... adult dreams. For obvious reasons.
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