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A few weeks ago I had a CWC dream. In it, I was a master troll who had decided to take a pilgrimage and infiltrate the Chandler house myself. I did so by disguising myself as a lady in a nice dress and flats, knocking on the door, and introducing myself as his GodBear Chosen Sweetheart.

Mind you, I'm a giant bearded male.

My cunning ruse worked. I was welcomed in to the house with opened arms and sat on a sofa next to Snorlax in her chair of slumber. Chris kept pacing in front of me, talking about Sonichu and Pokemon and PsTriple and whatever, and eventually Barb told me they had a room all ready for me and I could go and stay in that while they got to preparing the wedding.

So, I went off exploring for a bit in their trashheap. Eventually I felt so disgusted I needed to take a shower, and the room they put me in had it's own (clean) bathroom. While I was in the shower, I heard some noises, and found Chris trying to break into the bathroom. "Mommas down stairs, we can have some hankey-panky now and get all sudsy". Which was horrifying because one, he still thought I was a hideous woman, and two, my dream self had decided he'd be on me even after finding out I wasn't.

Except that's where the dream started looping. So for the rest of my sleep it would loop from entering the shower to this like... fear of Chris trying to break into the bathroom with me and me trying to hold the door shut until it fractured and looped around again.
 
Smutley said:
A few weeks ago I had a CWC dream. In it, I was a master troll who had decided to take a pilgrimage and infiltrate the Chandler house myself. I did so by disguising myself as a lady in a nice dress and flats, knocking on the door, and introducing myself as his GodBear Chosen Sweetheart.

Mind you, I'm a giant bearded male.

My cunning ruse worked. I was welcomed in to the house with opened arms and sat on a sofa next to Snorlax in her chair of slumber. Chris kept pacing in front of me, talking about Sonichu and Pokemon and PsTriple and whatever, and eventually Barb told me they had a room all ready for me and I could go and stay in that while they got to preparing the wedding.

So, I went off exploring for a bit in their trashheap. Eventually I felt so disgusted I needed to take a shower, and the room they put me in had it's own (clean) bathroom. While I was in the shower, I heard some noises, and found Chris trying to break into the bathroom. "Mommas down stairs, we can have some hankey-panky now and get all sudsy". Which was horrifying because one, he still thought I was a hideous woman, and two, my dream self had decided he'd be on me even after finding out I wasn't.

Except that's where the dream started looping. So for the rest of my sleep it would loop from entering the shower to this like... fear of Chris trying to break into the bathroom with me and me trying to hold the door shut until it fractured and looped around again.

Wait so you didn't make Hankey pankey? (:_(
 
Don't judge me for this...
But I had a dream about Chris on Monday that involved us... you know... :julay:
:oops:


Disturbing? That's not the half of it. I apparently had known him for a long time and I was at his house and he was showing me this collection of really old video games. He pulled out his Anime sex doll. This is where it gets weird. Have you ever had a dream where you were yourself and someone else simultaneously? In the dream, I was still looking at the games and his Kimmi (is that the name?) doll but I was also the doll. He starts showing the "real" me how he preps her for... :julay: He put on a condom and lined the doll's hole with tissue papers inside. Then he starts to enter the doll... and the Doll "me" can't do anything. The "real" me just watches and then goes to the bathroom and the "real" me becomes the "Kimmi" me and I could smell everything that the "real" me hadn't been able to smell before the "me's" combined. It wasn't a horrible smell, but it wasn't good. It smelled like a mildewy basement and grilled cheese sandwiches and you could see the dust particles in the air through the sunshine in the blinds. At this point, I woke up and felt more confused then I ever have.

:shock:
 
Becomedizzy said:
Don't judge me for this...
But I had a dream about Chris on Monday that involved us... you know... :julay:
:oops:


Disturbing? That's not the half of it. I apparently had known him for a long time and I was at his house and he was showing me this collection of really old video games. He pulled out his Anime sex doll. This is where it gets weird. Have you ever had a dream where you were yourself and someone else simultaneously? In the dream, I was still looking at the games and his Kimmi (is that the name?) doll but I was also the doll. He starts showing the "real" me how he preps her for... :julay: He put on a condom and lined the doll's hole with tissue papers inside. Then he starts to enter the doll... and the Doll "me" can't do anything. The "real" me just watches and then goes to the bathroom and the "real" me becomes the "Kimmi" me and I could smell everything that the "real" me hadn't been able to smell before the "me's" combined. It wasn't a horrible smell, but it wasn't good. It smelled like a mildewy basement and grilled cheese sandwiches and you could see the dust particles in the air through the sunshine in the blinds. At this point, I woke up and felt more confused then I ever have.

:shock:

The meaning of the dream is clear. YOU are to be Chris's heartsweet. Buy a ticket to Charlottesville NAO.
 
soIregistered said:
Becomedizzy said:
Don't judge me for this...
But I had a dream about Chris on Monday that involved us... you know... :julay:
:oops:


Disturbing? That's not the half of it. I apparently had known him for a long time and I was at his house and he was showing me this collection of really old video games. He pulled out his Anime sex doll. This is where it gets weird. Have you ever had a dream where you were yourself and someone else simultaneously? In the dream, I was still looking at the games and his Kimmi (is that the name?) doll but I was also the doll. He starts showing the "real" me how he preps her for... :julay: He put on a condom and lined the doll's hole with tissue papers inside. Then he starts to enter the doll... and the Doll "me" can't do anything. The "real" me just watches and then goes to the bathroom and the "real" me becomes the "Kimmi" me and I could smell everything that the "real" me hadn't been able to smell before the "me's" combined. It wasn't a horrible smell, but it wasn't good. It smelled like a mildewy basement and grilled cheese sandwiches and you could see the dust particles in the air through the sunshine in the blinds. At this point, I woke up and felt more confused then I ever have.

:shock:



The meaning of the dream is clear. YOU are to be Chris's heartsweet. Buy a ticket to Charlottesville NAO.

Please no. I'm actually supposed to go to C-ville in September on the way down to Florida. Please... :cry:
 
Becomedizzy said:
Don't judge me for this...
But I had a dream about Chris on Monday that involved us... you know... :julay:
:oops:


Disturbing? That's not the half of it. I apparently had known him for a long time and I was at his house and he was showing me this collection of really old video games. He pulled out his Anime sex doll. This is where it gets weird. Have you ever had a dream where you were yourself and someone else simultaneously? In the dream, I was still looking at the games and his Kimmi (is that the name?) doll but I was also the doll. He starts showing the "real" me how he preps her for... :julay: He put on a condom and lined the doll's hole with tissue papers inside. Then he starts to enter the doll... and the Doll "me" can't do anything. The "real" me just watches and then goes to the bathroom and the "real" me becomes the "Kimmi" me and I could smell everything that the "real" me hadn't been able to smell before the "me's" combined. It wasn't a horrible smell, but it wasn't good. It smelled like a mildewy basement and grilled cheese sandwiches and you could see the dust particles in the air through the sunshine in the blinds. At this point, I woke up and felt more confused then I ever have.

:shock:
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Becomedizzy said:
Don't judge me for this...
But I had a dream about Chris on Monday that involved us... you know... :julay:
:oops:


Disturbing? That's not the half of it. I apparently had known him for a long time and I was at his house and he was showing me this collection of really old video games. He pulled out his Anime sex doll. This is where it gets weird. Have you ever had a dream where you were yourself and someone else simultaneously? In the dream, I was still looking at the games and his Kimmi (is that the name?) doll but I was also the doll. He starts showing the "real" me how he preps her for... :julay: He put on a condom and lined the doll's hole with tissue papers inside. Then he starts to enter the doll... and the Doll "me" can't do anything. The "real" me just watches and then goes to the bathroom and the "real" me becomes the "Kimmi" me and I could smell everything that the "real" me hadn't been able to smell before the "me's" combined. It wasn't a horrible smell, but it wasn't good. It smelled like a mildewy basement and grilled cheese sandwiches and you could see the dust particles in the air through the sunshine in the blinds. At this point, I woke up and felt more confused then I ever have.

:shock:

We all knew Chris has sticky dreams about other people; who would ever guess that the converse is happening?
 
Null said:
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You know for a second, my heart stopped and then I realized that his hair was short.
 

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I had another Chris dream last night. Also this one included Kenneth Engelhardt.

So I was at the grocery store at like 3:00 a.m. for some reason (so I guess the dream was in "real time," ha ha) and Chris and Kenneth were working there in the deli. I went to order a sub sandwich from them and Chris immediately started yelling at me that I was a troll. Kenneth told him to settle down and took my order and then they both went to work. They gave me my sandwich and it was very poorly constructed and messy, and I decided not to eat it.

Then I woke up.

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(http://www.listal.com/list/the-end-myfajahas400)
 
I have dreams sometimes that I see Chris somewhere, and thus I walk around eggshells and I get really nervous, afraid that he will pitch a fit in the store I spot him in.
 
The other night I actually had a dream where I was a boyfriend free girl instead of girlfriend having boy and I was laying I'm my bed trying to sleep, when I heard tapping at the window, so I check outside but all I see are a pair of glasses on a chain hanging on the tree outside my window. So then I lay back down and Chris was in my bed grabbing me and talking to me in his baby voice. :shock:
 
I had a nightmare that he locked me inside a Wal-Mart. Then, his stomach ripped open and a bunch of french fries fell out. He then opened his mouth wider than humanly possible and sucked up the french fries like a vacuum, then puked out this mayonnaise. Then, his head deflated and rainbows oozed out. His fingers fell out, then I sat on him. Then, he turned into a deep fryer, so I melted into the form of a recliner. He then turned back to normal, sat on me, then his eyeballs popped, and the nightmare ended. When I woke up, my arm was bleeding like crazy.
 
I had a terrible dream last night in which I met Chris in real life, talked to him, and found that his internet reputation was truly undeserved.

I had to add a shot of bourbon to my coffee upon waking.
 
I believe I've only had one dream about Chris and it was sort of a funny one. He was my pet, deformed duck who had a broken neck, no kidding. I was walking him through some really wacky Alice in Wonderland/Dr. Seuss park and he kept squawking at others to praise his creativity and that Sonic wasn't dead. I think I smacked him with a golf club or something of the like...

KFC said:
I had a nightmare that he locked me inside a Wal-Mart. Then, his stomach ripped open and a bunch of french fries fell out. He then opened his mouth wider than humanly possible and sucked up the french fries like a vacuum, then puked out this mayonnaise. Then, his head deflated and rainbows oozed out. His fingers fell out, then I sat on him. Then, he turned into a deep fryer, so I melted into the form of a recliner. He then turned back to normal, sat on me, then his eyeballs popped, and the nightmare ended. When I woke up, my arm was bleeding like crazy.
Ooh, I love a good nightmare! Your subconscious developed some rather fascinating imagery ...Though the arm bleeding is rather frightening to wake up to, I hope it was nothing too serious.


Da Pickle Monsta said:
I had a terrible dream last night in which I met Chris in real life, talked to him, and found that his internet reputation was truly undeserved.

I had to add a shot of bourbon to my coffee upon waking.
I'm crying I can't.
 
This only counts in the thinnest of ways, I suppose, but last night I dreamed that I was in a hospital for X-rays and tests (I do have a few genetic medical fuckups), and wound up having sex with another patient who introduced himself as "Christopher." However, he was very much unlike OPL: he was tall, dark-complected (vaguely Middle-Eastern-looking, in fact), and GQ-quality handsome. As he was chatting me up, he also mentioned he'd been president of his frat in college. I dunno, is there such a thing as a Reverse Chris dream?
 
NobleGreyHorse said:
This only counts in the thinnest of ways, I suppose, but last night I dreamed that I was in a hospital for X-rays and tests (I do have a few genetic medical fuckups), and wound up having sex with another patient who introduced himself as "Christopher." However, he was very much unlike OPL: he was tall, dark-complected (vaguely Middle-Eastern-looking, in fact), and GQ-quality handsome. As he was chatting me up, he also mentioned he'd been president of his frat in college. I dunno, is there such a thing as a Reverse Chris dream?

No darkies! :evil:
 
That's why it was reverse. I mean, this Christopher was a hospital patient too -- broken ankle, maybe -- but he had on this perfect crisp blue oxford shirt for some reason... well, until I got him out of it! But we're talking dazzling white teeth, nice normal dark hair, high cheekbones, clear skin -- it was like Opposite Day for people named "Chris."
 
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