Weird Dreams Thread
Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 1:58 am
On a typical night of sleep, a person dreams about 3 different times during the duration of your resting. Whether you actually remember them or not (maybe just 1, sometimes I've remembered all 3, sometimes none), there comes those times when we all get those completely absurd dreams that we want to tell people about. So, well, here's gonna be that place to tell 'em...
I guess I'll start...I can actually remember a remarkable amount about this one I had last night, and be aware that there are no typos in it: it's all what I really saw.
Well, my dad's diabetic, and he was out of insulin, so me and my mom were instructed to go to the pharmacy to get him some (albeit you don't get insulin at the pharmacy). Next it cuts to me and my mom in the car, parking in the parking lot, me in the passenger seat. We talked about something (can't remember that) and then out of nowhere, a gruff-looking stereotypical bad guy I see is standing behind a car and shooting random people in the parking lot. (Back about a row of cars and a couple cars to the left, and I'm American, so the driver would be on the left side.) It wasn't any gun though--no, it was a gun that shot green lasers.
So now, me and my mom are like totally jaded about it, she's telling me to just go and get the insulin while this guy's shooting his lasers in the background, and I'm all like "no" and stuff, not until he leaves. (I think the plan was to stay in there so he wouldn't notice us, though we weren't during anything besides that, no ducking or anything.) So, eventually (a good amount of time passes here), as I watch him, he turns around in the style James Bond 007 does in the intro in many of the movies (quick turn, firing after about a second). He starts shooting, hitting the side of the car. Both of us roll out of the car and take our own cover (I don't see my mom again for now--no spoilers, hehe). I stay back behind the car for quite some time before the next bit happens.
After a while, he shows up behind me and decides to put me in a headlock. I look up at him, and him at me, up at his big ugly snarling face. Instead of shooting me, he literally picks me up and throws me up in the air about 50 feet. (Your average, not all that big baddie) I come back down, he catches me, does it all again a second time (no reason again, he just did--maybe a scare tactic type thing?), and then comes your twist ending. We have another thing of us looking at each other, then he just gets this big smile, starts laughing, and hugs me. Yep, we became friends, and he puts me down and we keep laughing right there.
Then it cuts back to me walking up my front stairs and entering my house. There's my mom on the couch and the rest of my family comes walking out of the kitchen. Then there's another session of everyone laughing, and it ends there.
I should write a novel. Anyways, someone else's turn now, hehe.
I guess I'll start...I can actually remember a remarkable amount about this one I had last night, and be aware that there are no typos in it: it's all what I really saw.
Well, my dad's diabetic, and he was out of insulin, so me and my mom were instructed to go to the pharmacy to get him some (albeit you don't get insulin at the pharmacy). Next it cuts to me and my mom in the car, parking in the parking lot, me in the passenger seat. We talked about something (can't remember that) and then out of nowhere, a gruff-looking stereotypical bad guy I see is standing behind a car and shooting random people in the parking lot. (Back about a row of cars and a couple cars to the left, and I'm American, so the driver would be on the left side.) It wasn't any gun though--no, it was a gun that shot green lasers.
So now, me and my mom are like totally jaded about it, she's telling me to just go and get the insulin while this guy's shooting his lasers in the background, and I'm all like "no" and stuff, not until he leaves. (I think the plan was to stay in there so he wouldn't notice us, though we weren't during anything besides that, no ducking or anything.) So, eventually (a good amount of time passes here), as I watch him, he turns around in the style James Bond 007 does in the intro in many of the movies (quick turn, firing after about a second). He starts shooting, hitting the side of the car. Both of us roll out of the car and take our own cover (I don't see my mom again for now--no spoilers, hehe). I stay back behind the car for quite some time before the next bit happens.
After a while, he shows up behind me and decides to put me in a headlock. I look up at him, and him at me, up at his big ugly snarling face. Instead of shooting me, he literally picks me up and throws me up in the air about 50 feet. (Your average, not all that big baddie) I come back down, he catches me, does it all again a second time (no reason again, he just did--maybe a scare tactic type thing?), and then comes your twist ending. We have another thing of us looking at each other, then he just gets this big smile, starts laughing, and hugs me. Yep, we became friends, and he puts me down and we keep laughing right there.
Then it cuts back to me walking up my front stairs and entering my house. There's my mom on the couch and the rest of my family comes walking out of the kitchen. Then there's another session of everyone laughing, and it ends there.
I should write a novel. Anyways, someone else's turn now, hehe.