Weird Dreams Thread

[Meowthkip]

I had a dream this morning where I woke up to go to work and my teeth were falling out! They were crumbling and I was missing my most of my top front teeth were gone and I still had teeth shards in my mouth! It really hurt and I was bleeding all over the place, and then I woke up!

Teeth falling out is actually a pretty common thing in dreams! It's often due to real life stress.

I've had variations where I swallow my teeth or I'm actively yanking them out of my mouth.

 

[Kiwi Lime Pie]

I had a dream this morning where I woke up to go to work and my teeth were falling out! They were crumbling and I was missing my most of my top front teeth were gone and I still had teeth shards in my mouth!

I've had these kinds of dreams in the past as well, where I'm either spitting out shards non-stop or - as @Meowthkip posted - pulling out my teeth like a set of dentures.

Teeth falling out is actually a pretty common thing in dreams! It's often due to real life stress.

I've had variations where I swallow my teeth or I'm actively yanking them out of my mouth.

I didn't know about the association between these dreams and stress until now. As Spock might say, "Fascinating."

 

[Meowthkip]

I've had these kinds of dreams in the past as well, where I'm either spitting out shards non-stop or - as @Meowthkip posted - pulling out my teeth like a set of dentures.



I didn't know about the association between these dreams and stress until now. As Spock might say, "Fascinating."

I've never had dreams where I pull my teeth out like dentures. It was more like ripping out teeth with my bare hands out of the gums. But yeah, that's from stress. Same with dreams where you're in public naked, which seem to happen to me so often that when I'm dreaming I feel like I have a history of just being in public naked barely putting any effort into covering up while also doing other things.

It's like dream-me has just said "fuck it" and has given up.

 

[UnKillFill]

I had a dream last night where I accidentally got high on some sort of hallucinogen. (I'm assuming it was acid, but as I've never tried acid, or indeed any hallucinogen, I can only speculate.) It was not a pleasant experience in the dream, so I guess it was a bad trip.

 

[MerriedxReldnahc]

I dreamt I was sitting on the lap of Saruman, nuzzling my face against his beard.

That's....that's a little weird.

 

[Dirt McGirt]

Last night, I was dreaming I was fighting Rodney Alcala in someones backyard and then Ice Cube ran up with like a gallon bag of weed and I chucked it over a fence to piss him off.

 

[Nekromantik]

Every weird dream I have is also sleep periphrasis. The most resent one was, I was in bed unable to move and one of the sand worms from Beetlejuice was going around the bed. It looked like it was a giant sock puppet and it was biting my feet over and over. When I finally woke up my feet hurt. Not the scariest one but it was weird.

I dreamt I was sitting on the lap of Saruman, nuzzling my face against his beard.

That's....that's a little weird.

I would be ok with this if it was Christopher Lee Saruman.

 

[MerriedxReldnahc]

I would be ok with this if it was Christopher Lee Saruman.

It was definitely Christopher Lee. I'm just suprised my subconcious didn't give me Lord Summerisle or Dracula.

 

[peQueño_Ardilla+5131]

I once had a dream I was getting raped by metal bed-springs. But it was all just a movie, and I was playing a dude who turned into a transvestite by the end. And having adventures with a dust bunny, who had big yellow lips, and looked like a black-face character. Trying to get back to this mattress he was in. The one where I got anal instead of him. Cause, you see he was supposed to become whole with the mattress.
I recall leaving the movie theater, seeing the film I was in when I saw this monitor of the Nostalgia Critic's face being ripped out of his skin. While yelling in like a high pitched blooded yell. Shitting on that particular film I was just watching in my dream.

 

[MalWart]

I had a REALLY fucked up dream (more of a nightmare, actually) the other night.

Spoiler: This one's a doozy

It started with me spending a morning exploring some abandoned KFC before heading out on a cruise. Once we entered the pier, I found a knife (that somehow made it past the TSA) lying around and picked it up. As I was going up an escalator, I decided to stab the person standing in front of me out of impulse, which turned out to be my own brother. I immediately entered a state of embarassment, terror, and depression upon realizing that I killed one of the closest people in my life. I was unsure of what I should do and... the dream ended there.

 

[Xetzyr]

I had a dream I invented a new type of gun, which was supposed to just shoot bullets faster than the speed of sound (like a mini rail gun)... but what I had made went all "wrong" and it actually shot the bullet faster than the speed of light and the concussion from the bullet hitting the giant/solid metal barrier/target nearly killed me.

Then I was like working with the military to find out what I had actually made and what went wrong exactly and we were able to recover to the video recordings of the incident... and that's when things got FUCKED!

The videos, one of the gun firing and one of the target being hit, it showed the target being hit/blown up BEFORE the gun actually fired. So it was like the bullet went so fast it jumped a split second back in time and hit the target BEFORE the gun was even fired.

And then that's when I started noticing the "side effects" of the concussive blast, which gave me the most crazy fucked super powers ever. I had the ability to like skip backwards in time, so like I could look at a pen on a desk and just think, "I'm going to pick up that pen." and then the pen would just instantly appear in my hand.

I could also seemingly move at super speed, like I could be at one spot in the room, just think, "I'm going over there." and then BOOM, I was instantly there. It was like I had walked from one spot to the other, but when I got to that spot I jumped backwards in time by a few seconds, making it seem like I was instantly teleporting from one spot to another.

And then I woke up.

Spoiler: The scary thing is... I sort of remember how to make the gun.

Well, kind of, I don't really understand the precise particulars, but the engineering side of it I remember. It would require some pretty precise fabrication of the component pieces though, not to mention some really expensive shit.

It used some kind of electro-liquid emulsification shit, it was like copper nano powder suspended in some other type of oil like shit and then it was explosively pumped into another solution of neodymium oxide nano powder suspended in some other oily type fluid. There was some kind of like immiscible liquid suspension dynamics where the neodymium particles were forced out of the one liquid and into the other liquid, where they came into contact with the copper nanoparticles in like a circular/fluid motion, which generated an electrical current, but not like a normal kind of electrical current (I didn't really understand that bit).

And the, uh... "electric liquid" I guess you could call it, was simultaneously spiraled through the suspension liquid over a series of circular halbach arrays, creating a massive electromagnetic coil, essentially like a rail gun, only circular with the bullet actually suspended magnetically in the air without touching anything (near zero friction).

So like a... super rail gun I guess you could call it. Or hybrid rail gun, using explosives to create pumped flux compression in an immiscible liquid generator.

 

[Preferred Penne]

Some friends and I were escaping a pretty gory and gruesome zombie uprising. In the end, I had to chop off Rowdy Roddy Piper's head because he became infected.

 

[AprilRains]

Sometimes I dream that I'm a myrmecologist (studying ants, basically) who uses a small antlike robot that I control to investigate living hives.

It's fun at first, but I start to get really sick of being attacked every time I enter a hive. I'm losing my sense of humanity; at one point I try to communicate with my boyfriend by waving my hands near his face like they were antennae, trying to smell his feelings. He freaks out and leaves.

Eventually I just start killing ants as soon as I enter the hive. The university I'm working for isn't thrilled. The ants develop a name for me: "For No Reason".

It tapers off into general unhappiness.

 

[Kiwi Lime Pie]

I've had this particular dream in multiple versions, but one of the weirder dream sequences I've had involves me being chased through a shopping mall or other large building. I'll turn off into a smaller hallway and open what looks like an exit only to find another large area with even more people wanting to chase me. This continues to happen with each door I open until I wake up.

 

[Zbk3VmLfujjzjxBd43tL]

I dreamed I was watching some weird TV show. Some people launched out of a spaceship on a giant robot that looked exactly like Hulk Hogan, and landed in the ocean. They climbed out of robo-Hulk Hogan's mouth and jumped into the ocean and started to hunt whales and giant fish (kinda looked like whale sharks) with spearguns and giant anchors. They tried to kill this giant whale, but the whale dived into an ocean trench and was too deep for them. Then the TV show gave a PSA describing how humans are polluting the oceans, causing earthquakes, and this will stop people from hunting whales.

After that I drank a thing of mead (it tasted kind of weird compared to normal mead) and got drunk in my dream (it feels so weird), and then I woke up (I was completely sober before I went to bed).

 

[ShittyRecolor]

I dreamed I was watching some weird TV show. Some people launched out of a spaceship on a giant robot that looked exactly like Hulk Hogan, and landed in the ocean. They climbed out of robo-Hulk Hogan's mouth and jumped into the ocean and started to hunt whales and giant fish (kinda looked like whale sharks) with spearguns and giant anchors. They tried to kill this giant whale, but the whale dived into an ocean trench and was too deep for them. Then the TV show gave a PSA describing how humans are polluting the oceans, causing earthquakes, and this will stop people from hunting whales.

After that I drank a thing of mead (it tasted kind of weird compared to normal mead) and got drunk in my dream (it feels so weird), and then I woke up (I was completely sober before I went to bed).

You got me at robo-Hulk Hogan.

Yesterday I've actually had a dream about Bully 2 finally coming out and playing it. It looked pretty fun, though the art style was more akin to the concept art you see on the loading screens of the first game rather than Rockstar's usual quasi-realistic approach. You were still in control of Jimmy Hopkins, who was now in his second year at Bullworth, but you could also visit rival schools to wreak havoc at, one of them being a straight up weeb school full of panty flashing tsunderes and pompadour wielding delinquents. One of the final missions involved a scenario similar to the premise of the movie Toy Soldiers (not to be confused with Small Soldiers), where a bunch of terrorists were holding the entire school hostage and demanding the rich parents of the preppies to pay up, lest they start killing off the kiddies.

Man, I hope Bully 2 ends up being good whenever it does come out!

 

[Zbk3VmLfujjzjxBd43tL]

Had a dream where I was invited to a tic-tac-toe tournament where the prize was a billion dollars. My opponent was Seth Rogen (god knows why). I knew how to easily win or tie at the game (since it's a solved game and I knew that since I was like 12), and I knew that Seth Rogen did too, so I thought the point of it was we'd tie and split the billion dollars and donate most of it to charity. The whole thing was broadcast internationally. I went first, but then when it was Seth Rogen's turn he hid the game board we were playing on from me and then next time I saw it he had marked 4 O's on it (but none to win the game), and smiled at me and said "do your worst". I thought I could still win, but knew he wouldn't let me mark 4 X's, even though I knew how easy it was to win or tie at tic-tac-toe.

At that point I got pissed and grabbed the board we were playing on (which some big screen next to us was showing like Jeopardy or other game shows) and tore it up and called him a cheater, and demanded a restart of the game. We argued a bit and I don't remember what happened next.

 

[Overcast]

I dreamed about Patrick Star running around a soccer field stabbing children.

 

[Teri-Teri]

I had this weird dream where I told my son, "I regretted the day that you got shot out of my fucking dick."

 

[Preferred Penne]

A couple of weeks ago I had one where I was supposed to wake up early the next morning because I had to crash a plane loaded with nukes that would destroy the earth. Basically a suicide mission that would kill literally everyone.