In my recent dream, people were often deemed imperfect by the city government for no good reason and rehabilitated. "Rehabilitation" meant living at a nature camp for a month, then being sent into society in a controlled way, then released. This went in cycles so everyone would have a chance, since no one was perfect. I was deemed imperfect on the grounds of not socializing enough.
I noticed a young boy being bullied by some other kids upon arriving at the camp, so I shouted to make them disperse and tried to talk to the kid, but realized that he was autistic. He began to follow me around. Even though he couldn't stand touch and was nonverbal, I immediately became attached to him with a mindset like "This is my child! It's us against the world!" I even brought him with me on the train when I was transferred.
The new place was a motel. We were placed on the third floor with two violent children who started bullying him because he was nonverbal. There was a hole in the floor with only a loose orange plastic net covering it. While their parents weren't looking, the kids started playing on it. If I did nothing, they would surely be injured or killed. But they'd harmed my child; I knew they wouldn't get any better.
And so I decided that I would allow it to continue, but so as not to actually see the result, I would wait outside until ambulances arrived. During this wait, I woke up.
It's neither the first nor the last of my "moral quandary" series of dreams. I'm not sure whether I fail them or not. o_O
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What's the weirdest dream you've ever had?
I have two weird ones..the happy one isn't so weird, but I like talking about my dreams.
The unhappy one:
I'm at my old house, except I'm not a few years younger. My whole family, people from my hometown and my current town, are kind of hanging out in the street, having a good time. I'm having an okay time when everyone kind of forms a ring. The ring didn't mean anything, nor was it creepy. They're still talking and everything, they just happen to form a ring. Anyways, the Jeepers Creepers guy flies down, and it's like I'm the only eprson that can see him. I'm freaking out while everyone talks, and he ahs a baby in his hands. He throws the baby down on the road, and instead of splatting, it bounces, and the bounces are the most disturbing things I have ever seen. I look around to my family, crying and whatnot, but nobody notices. I turn to my mom and start asking for help and panicking, while the baby lies there crying. She just shakes her head and says something, and goes abck to talking.
At this point I wake up and start crying.
That was still weird to type.
The happy one:
I wasn't the main character, but this girl and boy were. (I dreamed this in anime, btw.) The girl was the geenral happy type, blonde, etc, and she ahd a sword, and the boy was an emo-ish person that had plant pwoers, and they were friends. They were in one of those anime schools that teaches children how to have epic battles (:D). They were on a school trip to a church, and they were each given some kind of fortune by a preist. The preist saw good thing in the girl, bla bla, but he skipped the boy. This disturbed the boy a lot, and when he went to sleep that night, some demon girl that kind of resembled his friend offered to help him get stronger, etc. He went with her (to some dark place), but hadn't decided yet.
The next day, the church is atacked, and a bunch of side characters appear (each clearly defined, with their own weapons and personalities, like the main charecters), and fight off a demon. The girl helps, but she also tries to help her friend, whose been watching the whole time. He gets mad when she tries to talk to him, and he finally agrees to take the demon girl's help.
Right before you know he's going to go all 100% dark, Imma-keel-all-you, insane awesome, I wake up. :[
A recent dream I had centered around some tense confrontation between me and some guy seeking revenge against me or some shit like that. Eventually, he shot me in the face. It then switched into Halo death scene mode, and I watched my body drop to the ground. I woke up with a pretty bad headache after that.
I had myself a tripped out nut-scratcher the other night that was so packed with potent psychic imagery it would have made Carl Jung run home crying to his mama and he'd jump into Mozart's grave and cuddle his corpse for comfort. Seriously it's like my brain was smoking some serious bawls or something. Called Luis in the middle of the night and had him do a comic about it. Check it out…
http://www.drunkduck.com/Smug_I_Could_Do/index.php?p=552014
I had a dream last night where I was playing a Gears of War/Serious Sam clone with headcrabs, and I was part of the action.
The only parts I remember are the part where I fell into a pit full of Locust and headcrabs (and I think Skaarj pupae for some reason), and running out of ammo because my aim sucked; and the part where I climbed up on top of a tower after rescuing some guys or something and gibbed flying demons with my shotgun before I woke up.
I had this crazy dream the other night that I was in the amazon or some jungly place trying to rescue my friends. It was allot like that movie Congo but without the apes. Anyway some Pigmi cannibal natives captured me and were deep frying me some how. It was pretty messed
I had a rather strange dream…
I dreamed that I was the spokeswoman for Lysol, and I were on TV doing those ads for this new cleaning brand.
it started off fairly typical…
and then it broke out into an musical completely centered around cleaning and getting kids to learn how to clean better, since how this Lysol product was directed towards kids. and then there was this disclaimer/caution text floating above that said the following:
"Warning: this product may induce seizures, explosive diarrhea, blindness, impotency, tumor growths on your body, and death upon bodily contact of this product. keep out of the hands of kids!"
as I read this, I just stopped dancing and singing with the crew, and I asked: "Wait a minute… this is an cleaning produced geared at kids, to help them have fun cleaning… but this is unsafe for kids? and we have to keep this away from kids? okay, this doesn't make sense at all. And am I even getting paid for this at all?"
then somebody said to me: "lady, you're thinking way too hard. it's better not to think about those things, okay? as long as we all get paid, who cares?"
I woke up then with the feeling of: "uhhh… wtf?"
My best recent dream was of the "fish company" that puts fish in the aquarium at my mom's work. I had a dream that they put a kitten in there and the kitten was frantically trying to swim. I took the cat out and asked why they'd put it in there. Their reply was that it was a cat fish.
It definitely wasn't a catfish…
i say yes
I took this seriously for a few seconds. I thought all these people were insane, and then I saw 'ONION'.
My bad.
Also, no. My dreams would be sooo boring without.
Edit:
HOW COULD I FORGET THIS ONE???????
The story of the drowning kitten reminded me of my most realistic dream ever.
It had a litle prolouge…a bowling ball came out of some darkenss and wacked me in the head. I actually woke up long enough to sit up and hit the top bunk with my forehead, then fall back asleep. (Effing stupid, my gawds.)
The real dream took place around two planters in a mall. (Planters are those rasied things with craploads of plants in them. I think only I say 'planters'.) They were empty, and the only part of the mall I could see was an empty wall, the rest of it faded into darkness. There were always people, some sitting on the planter seats, some walking out of the darkness, across the stretch of space, and into it again, like there was nothing strange going on.
I jumped onto the closest empty planter, looked down into its bottomless depths, and jumped. I felt like I was dropping down a rollercoaster; it felt incredibly real, and it did make me feel sick. As I disappeared, "GAME OVER" flashed above the planter, adn suddenly I was back at my starting point.
I repeated this sickening process about 50 times, and woke up feeling like crap and crying a little. It wasn't sad, just "WHAT TH F*KING F*CK WAS THAT?".
I took this seriously for a few seconds. I thought all these people were insane, and then I saw 'ONION'.There are few things that pleases me more then going through Youtube videos of onion broadcasts and reading the comments of everyone who took those news seriously.
My bad.
Also, no. My dreams would be sooo boring without.
I had the most amazing DREAM and I ACTUALLY turned mine into a published comic book - FOR REAL. Check out the FREE web version for 3 more days here at http://www.comicracy.com/COMICS/cont1entries/195_1/lemurian.php
Tell me what you think.
I had the most bizarre dream with my two old buddies from high school in it. :P
I dreamt that I had just moved into this nice house, right? those said buddies had came over for an housewarming party and all that.
But apparently some sort of monster appeared outside. it was basically this giant head on tentacle legs, and apparently it's head would morph faces into the faces of the victims that it was looking for/hunting.
Allison had ran into the house, and then locked the front door just as I saw in the window some gigantic head with the face of Allison go past my window.
Allison then said to me: "We've got to get out of here! sooner or later it might learn how to open the doors even if they're locked, or break though the windows."
I looked out the window, and the monster head had morphed it face to that of lisa's.
So we went around to locking the backdoor so that it couldn't get in, and then we went to the garage where some crazed hotshot driver in an helmet drove past us into the house and right into the hallway of my house.
I kept on looking for my shoes and my jacket so that I could leave, but I couldn't find them.
Lisa got annoyed with me at this point and said: "Come on, hurry! we only have 2 more minutes before the monster figures out how to get into the house."
I just sighed, and told Lisa: "I can't help it if I can't find my shoes and jacket! don't rush me. Damnit, and I just had finally gotten my dream house!"
I looked back into the hallway where the crazy driver had droven into my house, to see if my shoes and jacket was there, and I couldn't help but notice that in the driver seat of the car there was now a giant teddy bear.
At this point I woke up.
The strangest part about this dream? Even though it was supposed to be in the future where I got my own house or something, My buddies and I all had our previous forms from when we were in high school…. werid, eh?
I fled to a cave to hide from a tornado. In the back of that cave, I found this girl who started telling me in excruciating detail about her anime fanart site. She also bragged about her drawings, then showed me a sketchbook full of anime drawings with elongated torsos and heads that were way too big. I smiled politely.
Her friend showed up with a PC and set it up in the cave, then showed us his work. It was really great. She criticized his depiction of light on some rocks, to which he responded "I'm not professional yet." She boastfully proclaimed "Yeah, you've got a long way to go!"
She also asked me if I'd used Copic markers, and I replied "No, they're so expensive." She said "I don't think most people even deserve them." Suddenly we were in a blank white room and she handed me a box of markers, saying something about how she did deserve them. I picked up a pink one and took off the cap. It resembled a marker, but was actually a hot pink toothbrush. I absentmindedly brushed my teeth with it, then spit out some marker ink.
Damn snobs and their marker-toothbrush hybrids. >:\ I can't escape people like that even when dreaming, I guess.
This morning, I dreamt that I was Princess Peach. My friends were Mario, Luigi and Toad and we were very excited about a contest we heard advertised on the radio. After writing tons of entry forms and buying crates of Dr. Pepper soda to find the winning piece, I was very discouraged. I started to cry and Lucky Charms marshmallows came out of my eyes. Toad was sitting in my lap, eating them as they fell.
Then my Mario-friend tells us to cheer up; that he has a new plan. He mapped out the delivery routes for vending machine delivery trucks in the city. All we had to do was pull up alongside, board one and rob it. We mounted heavy machine guns onto dune buggies and a Jeep and drove out on the highway like modern-day stagecoach bandits. I still looked like Princess Peach, only I wore a red bandanna over my face. We robbed semi trucks at filling and weighing stations and had the trucks driven to a secret cave. Luigi and Toad were responsible for leading police on a wild chase wile Mario and I would search the cans for the winning piece. Luigi-friend had stolen an X-ray gun, so we could see the inside of each can without having to open it.
I kept saying, "What are we going to do with all of this soda? We can't just pile it up forever." But no one listened until it was too late. Luigi and Toad were eventually caught on the run and I escaped out of the hideout with an X-ray gun when Mario got cornered by police in a castle built out of soda cans.
I decided to continue the operation by myself. I attached a winch to a Jeep, so I could still board a semi while it was towed along behind. The driver saw me in the rear-view and exited the highway; driving around a residential area made out of frosted cardboard trying to shake me off. I climbed into the truck and started scanning the cans quickly. Then the truck stopped and knocked me off balance. I tried to run away, but it was very difficult to maneuver around the stacked merchandise in the Princess dress. The doors opened and I was caught by two chubby truck-driving girls. I threw down my weapon and gave up. I started crying and saying, "I just wanted to win for once!" I had a lace-edged handkerchief with P.P. embroidered in pink in one corner. It was turning black from my mascara. The truck drivers felt bad for me and let me go just as the police were coming. I thanked them and gave them my crown and I floated away with an umbrella and I flew over the tiny red and blue lights.
Then I woke up.
I thought it was a strange dream because I really don't eat a lot of sugar and I don't drink soda unless I have a terrible stomach ache. Even then, it's never Dr. Pepper, but ginger ale.
My latest dream was similar to a zombie apocalyptic movie….. except the zombies were octopuses.
It started off with a mother and her baby on a bed, and then a tentacle ripped through their bed and impaled the baby… :/ Apparently the octopuses needed starch or something to survive but they were attacking everything. Near the end, I was in some house with a random family. We somehow figured out that the only way to kill all the octopus was with direct contact with sugar.
So were waiting for some octopuses to show up with life jackets on and sugar all over our hands. I looked out the door window and see an octopus drive up in a Mercedes. We jumped back and waited for it to burst through the door. Once it did we just grabbed tentacles with our sugar-y hands. I think it just disappeared after that. I looked outside the door window again no joke saw a white german shepherd walk off.
funny enough, I did have a interesting dream regarding zombies.
the weird thing about it was that it wasn't scary at all.
apparently the zombies would only go after things that moved. so if we tried our best to remain motionless and held our breath for a little bit until they passed us by, we would be fine.
apparently the zombies were so brain-dead that they were basically on autopilot… so to them anything that moved… meant that it had to be alive. so say it was some random object triggered to move like a machine, etc then they'd attack it, and attempt to eat it.
So it was like one weird game of "red light, green light". every time the zombies turned around or something to look at me I would just freeze completely, and then they'd just walk past me or something like that.
And when they were looking at something else or gone away at an distance, I'd run like mad.
The group I was with did the same thing basically… and the plan we had was to get into a van outside the building we were in (which was the mall).
Soon as we finally got to the van, and got inside… we all drove off at full speed since how those stupid zombies were also the running type. too bad the fact that they were the running type didn't really make them scary at all due to the fact that they were so stupid. LOL
Anyway the dream ended when we all drove off.
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