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[soulest]

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hey im here to ask you about you worst nightmaire post here

 

 

 

first here my story (when i was about 7 years old)

 

 

 

i dreamed that i was in my room i couldnt move and shadows were moveing i just couldn,t move it was scary in the darkness something moveing

 

 

 

share your expirenses please

 

 

 

hall of fame

 

 

 

 

 

no 1 here

[venomai]

Once I dreamed I had cancer and I was dying. The dream seemed to last for years, it felt extremely real. In my dream, I had finally come to embrace death, the feeling was serene.

 

When I finally awoke, it took me a couple of minutes to realize it was all just a dream, and that I was fine.

 

 

 

Looking back at it now, it didn't feel much like a nightmare. :)

[soulest]

Once I dreamed I had cancer and I was dying. The dream seemed to last for years, it felt extremely real. In my dream, I had finally come to embrace death, the feeling was serene.

 

When I finally awoke, it took me a couple of minutes to realize it was all just a dream, and that I was fine.

 

 

 

Looking back at it now, it didn't feel much like a nightmare. :)

 

 

 

omg nice i'v had 1 like that were you feel like your going to die wake up and its crazy lol ( did you know you have alteast 5 dreams a night and rarley rember 1

[Craiglowery]

I had a dream that I was in my front yard playing with my cousin when this car came and hit him and he got pinned in between 2 cars kinda like in the movie Signs. My family was crying and trying to help him and I just stood there and watched. When I woke up I was sweating and my heart was pounding.

[Olbritishchap]

One time i had this like 101 degree fever, and i was sleeping on the couch on a couch pillow, i had this freaky nightmare that my pillow was as hard as a rock. i kept waking up and like punching the pillow to make it softer or something. that night sucked -.-

[Jaziek]

soulest.

 

 

 

SLOW. DOWN.

 

 

 

Grammar. Its there for a reason.

 

 

 

on topic:

 

 

 

I cannot remember having any really really really horrifying dreams. Tbh i'm usually pissed off when I wake up because dreams tend to be better than RL

[Hydraides]

1)I Have this nightmare I have over and over again

 

 

 

It varies but its based around the same thing, I have the nightmare every few months.

 

 

 

Basically Its my house being burguled. I must have had this dream mabye 4 or 5 times. Its extremely scary. In the last one I was outside my house seeing the people go in and burgul it.

 

 

 

Every time I have this Dream I wake up and it feels like my Heart is going to explode due to it beating so fast, I also sometimes wake up sweating

 

 

 

2) When I was 9 I watched the Excorist :ohnoes:, If you have watched it you can say that it is rather scary, espiecally as I was only 9 and I believe in Demons/ Possession somewhat

 

 

 

Basically the night I watched it I had the nightmare, It was a hooded figure, who was the excorist girl. Not pleasent

[raylifes]

Really haven't had any nightmares that I can remember since being a child, except one:

 

 

 

Something crazy about me fighting dragonball z style (don't know where that came from :lol: ) against a giant robot, can't remember any specifics, but it ended with several members of my family sacrifising themselves so I could life, I had to watch them die.

 

 

 

Woke up in tears and kept feeling bad about it for a long time...

[soulest]

bump

[StrOwez]

With the invasion of newbies to Off-Topic due to the Real Life Pictures sticky is making the quality of topics and grammar totally disappear.

 

 

 

OT: I once had a dream in which I had a demon in me and I was getting it thrown out of my body by some woman with blonde hair - felt awesome thou when I woke up it felt a tad weird.

[Jaziek]

With the invasion of newbies to Off-Topic due to the Real Life Pictures sticky is making the quality of topics and grammar totally disappear.

 

 

 

OT: I once had a dream in which I had a demon in me and I was getting it thrown out of my body by some woman with blonde hair - felt awesome thou when I woke up it felt a tad weird.

 

 

 

RL pics are the cancer that is killing /ot/

[jokemaster]

I actually had this dream last night.....

 

 

 

I was at McDonalds with my girlfriend, we were waiting in line. As we get up to the cash register a giant purple elephant fell through the roof with a parachut and a tux on (kinda like a James Bond elephant or something). Anyways, the place goes dead scilent and we all look at my crushed girlfriend and the elephant. Everybody takes in what happened for a couple of seconds then I order a Big Mac, and everybody goes back to their normal selves. I pull out my money to pay for the Big Mac, and then the elephant grabs my hand with his trunk and tells me that he'll pay for it (he had a russian accent). So I get my food and we both sit down and eat with eachother. Then all of a sudden out of nowhere the elephant's watch begins to go off and he justgets up and leaves. Didn't say another word, and as soon as he went outside he just dissapears

[reaper88888]

This is from waaay back, but it REALLY freaked me out:

 

 

 

I was standing on a balcony/porch ~15 feet above the ground, with my back to the door, and everything was in black&white, except for splashes of glowing rainbow-colored paint(Imagine a puddle of oil, but much brighter), and I could only see for a few meters. A stick figure about ~3.5 feet tall suddenly appears in front of me, holding a palmful of blood. Then I woke up.

 

 

 

So yeah, I really have no idea why I dreamed that, but it was scary at the time..

[emmanuel1233]

LOL i had a bad dream about me and my brother playing football on the street, then the road drains open wider and wider then eventually everyone fell in and then there was crocs just drowing us one by one... then i woke up

 

*sweats* :ohnoes: :ohnoes:

[Lionheart_0]

With the invasion of newbies to Off-Topic due to the Real Life Pictures sticky is making the quality of topics and grammar totally disappear.

 

 

 

OT: I once had a dream in which I had a demon in me and I was getting it thrown out of my body by some woman with blonde hair - felt awesome thou when I woke up it felt a tad weird.

 

 

 

RL pics are the cancer that is killing /ot/

 

 

 

Awwww LAWRD! This man speaks the truth!

 

 

 

In other news, 4chan basically died last night.

[atestarossa]

well, i almost never remember my dreams I dream at night, but this moment before you fall asleep, where your thoughts suddenly becomes a little "wild" is something i use to remember...

 

 

 

When i was a little kid, i used to have some weird nightmares, which could keep me from falling asleep the whole night (waking up while you're about to sleep) Weird round, gray and soft forms, which i could see, before they suddenly got sharp, hard, and black... very often to occur during fevers =P

 

 

 

luckily, i only have these about 5 times per year now, thank god... those are terrible =P

[baron8000]

With the invasion of newbies to Off-Topic due to the Real Life Pictures sticky is making the quality of topics and grammar totally disappear.

 

 

 

OT: I once had a dream in which I had a demon in me and I was getting it thrown out of my body by some woman with blonde hair - felt awesome thou when I woke up it felt a tad weird.

 

 

 

RL pics are the cancer that is killing /ot/

 

 

 

We need a name for these new people...a mocking name...new...something...

[Jaziek]

With the invasion of newbies to Off-Topic due to the Real Life Pictures sticky is making the quality of topics and grammar totally disappear.

 

 

 

OT: I once had a dream in which I had a demon in me and I was getting it thrown out of my body by some woman with blonde hair - felt awesome thou when I woke up it felt a tad weird.

 

 

 

RL pics are the cancer that is killing /ot/

 

 

 

We need a name for these new people...a mocking name...new...something...

 

 

 

silly sausages.

[rushrock]

With the invasion of newbies to Off-Topic due to the Real Life Pictures sticky is making the quality of topics and grammar totally disappear.

 

And yours has been better...:|

 

 

 

Worst dream/vision/feeling (I've been half-awake and have experienced it) was that I'm lying down on something (floor of a room) and the room is becoming really small and I'm going far away from the floor and the room becomes really far away and distant, and then all of a sudden I zoom back to the floor and the room is really close. I can't explain it, but it's terrifying. I got it once when I was sick and was sitting on the floor. It just happened and I hunched over and started panicking...It was horrible.

[ember3579]

I don't really have ANY dreams, but on the rare occasion I have one that I can remember, they tend to be, uhh, X-rated in some fashion. Most of those end up with me waking and having to change my boxers (one of the few ways that I bust a nut, so to speak :anxious: ). I can tell you one dream that I had, though. It was when I had some really nasty stomach flu after having too many Advil (it was a really nasty headache). I can officially say with confidence I know what a bad Acid trip is, but anyway.

 

 

 

 

 

I wake up, do my regular morning routine, and head off to school. When I get there, every thing's overall normal, until First Lunch. I start hearing rapid gunfire in the direction of the office, and me being the hero/loon of the entire county, I go take a look. Some random-assed person is taking an AK-47 to the staff, and anyone in the way. There's about 6 people on the floor, in varying degrees of damage (clipped-dead). Understandably, I get really pissed at this point, and bull rush the gunman. When he just notices me, I slam into him, knocking the wind out of him.

 

 

 

I then proceed to pummel the guy's head into the ground, then he takes his gun and shoots me in the abdomen. This knocks me off of him, and I can't move with any real speed, or even get up for that matter. He stands up, kicks me once, and heads for the cafeteria. As I'm trying to stand up, I see him start shooting into the student body. Thankfully, the damage I done earlier throws off his aim a bit, making some bullets go by with no effect. Just as I stand up, I see him shoot one of my female friends.

 

 

 

This gives me a massive adrenaline boost, and I then rush to her. about 5 seconds after I get there, she dies. I then hear the monster laugh behind me, saying something to the effect of, "You can't do anything, now! You're dead like the rest of them!" I look around a bit, and I see 20 more people lying, dead or approaching that stage. I then look back at him, and am looking right down the gun barrel. I start feeling a bit of heat all over my body, especially my hands.

 

 

 

I yell, somehow startling him, and grab the gun barrel. That's when I notice that what seems to be heat shift (look right above something on fire, and notice how the things behind it wave a little) is radiating from my hands. The barrel starts to glow a little, visibly showing strain from the heat that's apparently emanating from my palms. I then yank the AK away, and throw it at one of the walls nearby. I hear a crunch, sounding somewhat similar to when a sledgie is taken to a cinder block, and the sound of something semi-soft and metallic breaking.

 

 

 

The gunman says something to, "What the Hell?" and starts running. I run after him, noticing that he seems to be walking through sludge in comparison. I stop in front of the doors, and face him, roaring when I stop. I also notice the heat getting more intense. I also notice the parts of the floor where my feet landed are a little cratered, and have smoldering miniature fires in the middle. The gunman is obviously scared out of his mind, looking like he's seeing the Gates of Hell itself.

 

 

 

I notice him picking up one of the pieces of floor that I pushed up in my dash, and throws it at me. It catches fire when it comes near me, and is ash by the time it hits me. He runs in the opposite direction, and I notice that he apparently crapped and pissed himself. I twitch my eye, imagining a fire wall sprouting about 20 feet in front of him. To my surprise, the floor cracks right where I imagined it, and a flame shoots up. It starts to rise, eventually going up to 20 feet high.

 

 

 

I start to feel my body shifting a little, first my eyes. They hurt a little, but I then start getting vision that apparently is almost superhuman. Even from 60 feet off, I can see the sweat bead off the gunman's face. My nose and mouth then start to hurt, gaining similar aspects. I gain the ability to smell practically everything that's passed through the front doors in the past week, and my teeth are noticeably sharper. My hair starts to grow out, getting to the middle of my back and shifting to a dark red. My ears

 

then start to elongate backwards, going out to 5 inches, and tapering to

 

a point. The cartilage that makes up the ear then hardens, becoming bone. My hearing capacity increases, to the point that I can hear the gunman's heartbeat as if he were right next to me.

 

 

 

I then start to feel my skin toughen, developing thick scales, and shift to a blood red. My fingernails lengthen and sharpen, developing into black claws, seemingly able to cut through solid metal. My muscles and bones also undergo similar transformations, the muscles becoming increasingly prominent, and my bones becoming harder and larger, adding to my already above average height, and making me visibly more durable. My heels start to develop claws, which bursts my shoes. My toes start to grow longer, combining into three similar-sized claw-toes.

 

 

 

My feet shift to where my legs connect in the middle, making my heels become the biggest, and fourth, toe. I start to be able to bend each toe more, developing into almost hand-like dexterity. I can't spread my 3 small toes very far, however. I start to feel a pain in my tailbone, which develops and grows, eventually poking out of my body. It goes to about 2 times my full body height from head to feet, and starts to develop musculature. This part feels excruciating, But when it's done, I have a tail with the same skin color as the rest of me, and a little bit of a ball at the end of it, with [bleep]es protruding, and a hand-length blade at the tip.

 

 

 

I then feel a similar pain in my back. It feels like my skin is being ripped off in big chunks, which is what seemingly happens. My back starts to bleed profusely, which soaks my shirt. It catches on fire, probably since my blood is far beyond the normal boiling point of most liquids, including water. Bones start growing out of my back a little bit under my shoulders, but inward enough to be off of my shoulder blades. They grow and fan downward, in equal proportions, until it develops to a total of 3-4 times my height, from tip to tip, and spreads downward to a bit past my knees when held at a 45 degree angle to the floor.

 

 

 

They start to develop muscles as well, which hurts even worse than the tail did. It visibly spreads out to each new bone, save for the tips of each. When that's done, skin starts to spread out from my back, which healed for the most part. It spreads out each bone, and grows into the gaps as well, developing wings. I notice that the tips of the bones are still visible, and can be moved to a degree, about as much as my knee. I then feel my insides move about, and new organs grow and develop. In my opinion, I believe that this gave me a preview of what Hell feels like.

 

 

 

My lungs expand and toughen, allowing me to be able to hold enough air in with them alone for about an hour or two, by my guess. I then feel a third one develop, connected to a little bit above my stomach. It seems to be filling with some sort of thick liquid, but can still hold air, increasing my breathing capacity by 25%, roughly. My heart starts its own transformation, increasing in size and power to handle the new size, as well as the new parts. The sack that it's held in becomes slightly stretchy, as well as increasing in size and durability. By my guess, nothing short of armor-piercing rounds would be able to do much of anything to it, or the organ it encloses.

 

 

 

My other organs also develop, increasing in durability. My stomach grows, then splits into two. They each can hold about 25% more than a normal one can, and are similarly strengthened. They connect to a new organ, which seems to be able to create all sorts of acids, probably even allowing me to survive on pure earth, if needed. Muscles develop around it, allowing me to possibly expel the "acid stomach"'s contents rather forcefully, if needed. My digestive tract increases in durability, as well. My private areas also develop, but I'll skip that for the sake of the more fragile readers here.

 

 

 

My immune system also improves. My white blood cells morph, able to withstand almost anything on this plane of existence, seemingly. They also become under my conscious control partially, allowing me to turn off the immune response in relation to specific things. I am basically develop immunity to any medical affliction on this planet, including allergies, cancers, and viruses. My regular cells also develop strength. They become able to divide almost indefinitely, effectively nullifying age in relation to me. It also gives me vastly improved healing abilities, making me capable of recovering from things that would kill a man from blood loss inside of 30 seconds. Not quite Wolverine-level, but close. My bones also develop this ability, making things like splints and casts unneeded in most cases.

 

 

 

My bones become even stronger, apparently being able to withstand things that even solid diamond couldn't. They then crystallize, further improving their ability to endure. The bones inside my toes and fingers elongate, replacing my fingernails. My elbows and knees also develop small [bleep]es, likely capable of piercing and holding onto steel in their own right. The elbow claws grow pointing away from my shoulder, and the knees away from my waist. They extend outward to about 4 inches, and while the tips are sharp, the other edges are fairly blunt.

 

 

 

My skin/scales are visibly able to withstand even armor-piercing bullets from mid-range outward. The hair that normally is on various parts of my body, save for the normal head hair, is gone. I could conceivably withstand the force from a nuclear bomb dropped right next to me with minimal damage from it. I develop six 5-inch horns pointing upward from my upper forehead, seemingly round with a small point at the end.

 

 

 

This whole process takes about a minute, which the gunman watches, with a small yellow puddle around his feet. He then runs, going down one of the side hallways that's in my school. I snarl, my voice obviously lower, and walk to the corner of the hallway that he ran down to. I take a deep breath, including my new lung, and when I'm at full capacity, let loose a roar that could be heard throughout a fifth of the entire state, in increasing degree the closer the area. The walls down the hallway that I roared visibly crack, traveling down to the running gunman just as he gets to one of the glass doors. The force slams into him just as he opens the door, shattering the half-inch thick glass and propelling him forward about 20 feet. When he lands, he skids about 7 feet, covered in shards and visibly scratched up.

 

 

 

I then walk down the hallway, noticing that the heat that was pouring out subsided, turning into just a little above 100 degrees. The floor cracks and craters considerably more with each footfall than before, belying the massive power behind the feet. The wings are folded back a little and tilted forward, so as to not damage the walls and ceiling further. When I step on the glass shards as I go outside, I notice that they turn into powder, not even leaving a mark on my feet. The metal doors are blown off, so they don't impede my movement. They are in pieces, showing how powerful that roar was. When the gunman notices that I'm walking towards him, he tries to get up and run again.

 

 

 

I grab onto his arm, crushing the bone. He screams, which hurts my ears a little, making me wince. I grab him by the jacket a little lighter, my claws only scraping his skin, which starts to bleed a little where the claws were. I then lift him off the ground, to where we're eye-level. He's about 3 feet off the ground, still. He then says, "What are you, you monster??" I reply something like, "The last thing you see before you're sent to Hell, murderer!" I then jump, going about 50 feet in the air, and then flap my wings once, while dropping him. He hits the ground feet first, breaking both of his legs. I go up about 70 feet more, looking down on him.

 

 

 

I then start to feel my whole body tingling, as if I'm being flooded with some sort of electricity. I attempt to concentrate it into my hands, which start to glow red. When most of the tingling energy is concentrated into my hands, they each develop a baseball-sized orb of energy. I then put them together, doubling the ball's size, and making it start to darken, seemingly becoming so hot that light is being taken apart at the sub-atomic level. I then raise the ball above my head, and throw it directly at the gunman. It streaks at him, seemingly becoming a beam mid-flight, and hits him dead on. The ball explodes into a large ball 15 feet in diameter, centered on the impact point, which lasts for about 3 seconds.

 

 

 

When the blast dissipates, a crater where the ball's energy was becomes visible, appearing as if the ball evaporated everything that encompassed the blast zone. The ground around the new crater is visibly darkened, and heat shift emanates from the crater. I start to feel a little dizzy, lowering in the air to the center of the crater. I start to feel a bit better, as if the heat is nourishing me somehow. I then start to feel tired, and drop to my knee. I shift back into my normal, human self, with the exclusion of my hair color, the loss of all hair except my eyebrows, my normal hair down to my shoulders (seemingly remaining [bleep]y), and some pubic hair, some of my bones' hardness, some of my organs' durability, and a little longer and sharper nails and teeth.

 

 

 

I notice that a slightly glowing mark of what appears to me to be a dragon's head on my left hand is present. The glowing stops 2 seconds later, making it appear as if it's just a normal tattoo. I wonder what it is, and then hit the ground 5 seconds afterward. I almost immediately fall asleep. And here we are.

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, I don't get it either. It seems somewhat insane to me, but what can you do?

[xSxqPowerx]

When I was little I had a dream that I bit off my little brother's toe. Lol, I know that's kinda weird, but it really scared me, and I was scared my parents would find out... When then came in to see why I was crying they had to actually show me my brother's feet to prove it was just a dream.

 

 

 

I also used to have a recurring dream where I would walk out of my room into the hall and be attacked by a stuffed Hulk Hogan toy...

[Lenin64]

With the invasion of newbies to Off-Topic due to the Real Life Pictures sticky is making the quality of topics and grammar totally disappear.

 

And yours has been better...:|.

 

He wants to impress the oftoobs (off-topic noobs? spur of the moment creation) while they;re still around :P

 

 

 

[hide]I don't really have ANY dreams, but on the rare occasion I have one that I can remember, they tend to be, uhh, X-rated in some fashion. Most of those end up with me waking and having to change my boxers (one of the few ways that I bust a nut, so to speak :anxious: ). I can tell you one dream that I had, though. It was when I had some really nasty stomach flu after having too many Advil (it was a really nasty headache). I can officially say with confidence I know what a bad Acid trip is, but anyway.

 

 

 

 

 

I wake up, do my regular morning routine, and head off to school. When I get there, every thing's overall normal, until First Lunch. I start hearing rapid gunfire in the direction of the office, and me being the hero/loon of the entire county, I go take a look. Some random-assed person is taking an AK-47 to the staff, and anyone in the way. There's about 6 people on the floor, in varying degrees of damage (clipped-dead). Understandably, I get really pissed at this point, and bull rush the gunman. When he just notices me, I slam into him, knocking the wind out of him.

 

 

 

I then proceed to pummel the guy's head into the ground, then he takes his gun and shoots me in the abdomen. This knocks me off of him, and I can't move with any real speed, or even get up for that matter. He stands up, kicks me once, and heads for the cafeteria. As I'm trying to stand up, I see him start shooting into the student body. Thankfully, the damage I done earlier throws off his aim a bit, making some bullets go by with no effect. Just as I stand up, I see him shoot one of my female friends.

 

 

 

This gives me a massive adrenaline boost, and I then rush to her. about 5 seconds after I get there, she dies. I then hear the monster laugh behind me, saying something to the effect of, "You can't do anything, now! You're dead like the rest of them!" I look around a bit, and I see 20 more people lying, dead or approaching that stage. I then look back at him, and am looking right down the gun barrel. I start feeling a bit of heat all over my body, especially my hands.

 

 

 

I yell, somehow startling him, and grab the gun barrel. That's when I notice that what seems to be heat shift (look right above something on fire, and notice how the things behind it wave a little) is radiating from my hands. The barrel starts to glow a little, visibly showing strain from the heat that's apparently emanating from my palms. I then yank the AK away, and throw it at one of the walls nearby. I hear a crunch, sounding somewhat similar to when a sledgie is taken to a cinder block, and the sound of something semi-soft and metallic breaking.

 

 

 

The gunman says something to, "What the Hell?" and starts running. I run after him, noticing that he seems to be walking through sludge in comparison. I stop in front of the doors, and face him, roaring when I stop. I also notice the heat getting more intense. I also notice the parts of the floor where my feet landed are a little cratered, and have smoldering miniature fires in the middle. The gunman is obviously scared out of his mind, looking like he's seeing the Gates of Hell itself.

 

 

 

I notice him picking up one of the pieces of floor that I pushed up in my dash, and throws it at me. It catches fire when it comes near me, and is ash by the time it hits me. He runs in the opposite direction, and I notice that he apparently crapped and pissed himself. I twitch my eye, imagining a fire wall sprouting about 20 feet in front of him. To my surprise, the floor cracks right where I imagined it, and a flame shoots up. It starts to rise, eventually going up to 20 feet high.

 

 

 

I start to feel my body shifting a little, first my eyes. They hurt a little, but I then start getting vision that apparently is almost superhuman. Even from 60 feet off, I can see the sweat bead off the gunman's face. My nose and mouth then start to hurt, gaining similar aspects. I gain the ability to smell practically everything that's passed through the front doors in the past week, and my teeth are noticeably sharper. My hair starts to grow out, getting to the middle of my back and shifting to a dark red. My ears

 

then start to elongate backwards, going out to 5 inches, and tapering to

 

a point. The cartilage that makes up the ear then hardens, becoming bone. My hearing capacity increases, to the point that I can hear the gunman's heartbeat as if he were right next to me.

 

 

 

I then start to feel my skin toughen, developing thick scales, and shift to a blood red. My fingernails lengthen and sharpen, developing into black claws, seemingly able to cut through solid metal. My muscles and bones also undergo similar transformations, the muscles becoming increasingly prominent, and my bones becoming harder and larger, adding to my already above average height, and making me visibly more durable. My heels start to develop claws, which bursts my shoes. My toes start to grow longer, combining into three similar-sized claw-toes.

 

 

 

My feet shift to where my legs connect in the middle, making my heels become the biggest, and fourth, toe. I start to be able to bend each toe more, developing into almost hand-like dexterity. I can't spread my 3 small toes very far, however. I start to feel a pain in my tailbone, which develops and grows, eventually poking out of my body. It goes to about 2 times my full body height from head to feet, and starts to develop musculature. This part feels excruciating, But when it's done, I have a tail with the same skin color as the rest of me, and a little bit of a ball at the end of it, with [bleep]es protruding, and a hand-length blade at the tip.

 

 

 

I then feel a similar pain in my back. It feels like my skin is being ripped off in big chunks, which is what seemingly happens. My back starts to bleed profusely, which soaks my shirt. It catches on fire, probably since my blood is far beyond the normal boiling point of most liquids, including water. Bones start growing out of my back a little bit under my shoulders, but inward enough to be off of my shoulder blades. They grow and fan downward, in equal proportions, until it develops to a total of 3-4 times my height, from tip to tip, and spreads downward to a bit past my knees when held at a 45 degree angle to the floor.

 

 

 

They start to develop muscles as well, which hurts even worse than the tail did. It visibly spreads out to each new bone, save for the tips of each. When that's done, skin starts to spread out from my back, which healed for the most part. It spreads out each bone, and grows into the gaps as well, developing wings. I notice that the tips of the bones are still visible, and can be moved to a degree, about as much as my knee. I then feel my insides move about, and new organs grow and develop. In my opinion, I believe that this gave me a preview of what Hell feels like.

 

 

 

My lungs expand and toughen, allowing me to be able to hold enough air in with them alone for about an hour or two, by my guess. I then feel a third one develop, connected to a little bit above my stomach. It seems to be filling with some sort of thick liquid, but can still hold air, increasing my breathing capacity by 25%, roughly. My heart starts its own transformation, increasing in size and power to handle the new size, as well as the new parts. The sack that it's held in becomes slightly stretchy, as well as increasing in size and durability. By my guess, nothing short of armor-piercing rounds would be able to do much of anything to it, or the organ it encloses.

 

 

 

My other organs also develop, increasing in durability. My stomach grows, then splits into two. They each can hold about 25% more than a normal one can, and are similarly strengthened. They connect to a new organ, which seems to be able to create all sorts of acids, probably even allowing me to survive on pure earth, if needed. Muscles develop around it, allowing me to possibly expel the "acid stomach"'s contents rather forcefully, if needed. My digestive tract increases in durability, as well. My private areas also develop, but I'll skip that for the sake of the more fragile readers here.

 

 

 

My immune system also improves. My white blood cells morph, able to withstand almost anything on this plane of existence, seemingly. They also become under my conscious control partially, allowing me to turn off the immune response in relation to specific things. I am basically develop immunity to any medical affliction on this planet, including allergies, cancers, and viruses. My regular cells also develop strength. They become able to divide almost indefinitely, effectively nullifying age in relation to me. It also gives me vastly improved healing abilities, making me capable of recovering from things that would kill a man from blood loss inside of 30 seconds. Not quite Wolverine-level, but close. My bones also develop this ability, making things like splints and casts unneeded in most cases.

 

 

 

My bones become even stronger, apparently being able to withstand things that even solid diamond couldn't. They then crystallize, further improving their ability to endure. The bones inside my toes and fingers elongate, replacing my fingernails. My elbows and knees also develop small [bleep]es, likely capable of piercing and holding onto steel in their own right. The elbow claws grow pointing away from my shoulder, and the knees away from my waist. They extend outward to about 4 inches, and while the tips are sharp, the other edges are fairly blunt.

 

 

 

My skin/scales are visibly able to withstand even armor-piercing bullets from mid-range outward. The hair that normally is on various parts of my body, save for the normal head hair, is gone. I could conceivably withstand the force from a nuclear bomb dropped right next to me with minimal damage from it. I develop six 5-inch horns pointing upward from my upper forehead, seemingly round with a small point at the end.

 

 

 

This whole process takes about a minute, which the gunman watches, with a small yellow puddle around his feet. He then runs, going down one of the side hallways that's in my school. I snarl, my voice obviously lower, and walk to the corner of the hallway that he ran down to. I take a deep breath, including my new lung, and when I'm at full capacity, let loose a roar that could be heard throughout a fifth of the entire state, in increasing degree the closer the area. The walls down the hallway that I roared visibly crack, traveling down to the running gunman just as he gets to one of the glass doors. The force slams into him just as he opens the door, shattering the half-inch thick glass and propelling him forward about 20 feet. When he lands, he skids about 7 feet, covered in shards and visibly scratched up.

 

 

 

I then walk down the hallway, noticing that the heat that was pouring out subsided, turning into just a little above 100 degrees. The floor cracks and craters considerably more with each footfall than before, belying the massive power behind the feet. The wings are folded back a little and tilted forward, so as to not damage the walls and ceiling further. When I step on the glass shards as I go outside, I notice that they turn into powder, not even leaving a mark on my feet. The metal doors are blown off, so they don't impede my movement. They are in pieces, showing how powerful that roar was. When the gunman notices that I'm walking towards him, he tries to get up and run again.

 

 

 

I grab onto his arm, crushing the bone. He screams, which hurts my ears a little, making me wince. I grab him by the jacket a little lighter, my claws only scraping his skin, which starts to bleed a little where the claws were. I then lift him off the ground, to where we're eye-level. He's about 3 feet off the ground, still. He then says, "What are you, you monster??" I reply something like, "The last thing you see before you're sent to Hell, murderer!" I then jump, going about 50 feet in the air, and then flap my wings once, while dropping him. He hits the ground feet first, breaking both of his legs. I go up about 70 feet more, looking down on him.

 

 

 

I then start to feel my whole body tingling, as if I'm being flooded with some sort of electricity. I attempt to concentrate it into my hands, which start to glow red. When most of the tingling energy is concentrated into my hands, they each develop a baseball-sized orb of energy. I then put them together, doubling the ball's size, and making it start to darken, seemingly becoming so hot that light is being taken apart at the sub-atomic level. I then raise the ball above my head, and throw it directly at the gunman. It streaks at him, seemingly becoming a beam mid-flight, and hits him dead on. The ball explodes into a large ball 15 feet in diameter, centered on the impact point, which lasts for about 3 seconds.

 

 

 

When the blast dissipates, a crater where the ball's energy was becomes visible, appearing as if the ball evaporated everything that encompassed the blast zone. The ground around the new crater is visibly darkened, and heat shift emanates from the crater. I start to feel a little dizzy, lowering in the air to the center of the crater. I start to feel a bit better, as if the heat is nourishing me somehow. I then start to feel tired, and drop to my knee. I shift back into my normal, human self, with the exclusion of my hair color, the loss of all hair except my eyebrows, my normal hair down to my shoulders (seemingly remaining [bleep]y), and some pubic hair, some of my bones' hardness, some of my organs' durability, and a little longer and sharper nails and teeth.

 

 

 

I notice that a slightly glowing mark of what appears to me to be a dragon's head on my left hand is present. The glowing stops 2 seconds later, making it appear as if it's just a normal tattoo. I wonder what it is, and then hit the ground 5 seconds afterward. I almost immediately fall asleep. And here we are.

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, I don't get it either. It seems somewhat insane to me, but what can you do?[/hide]

 

Damn, man. That was long. How long did that take? :shock:

 

 

 

 

 

Anyways, I once had a dream where I was in a museum, and the halls went slightly darker than normal, and ghosts were chasing me. I tripped, and couldn't move, and tried to yell for help, but nothing would come out. Then I got back up, ran, wash, rinse, repeat. Then there was the time I dreamt I was in an airport blowing stuff up with a fuel rod cannon. That one was good, though :thumbsup:

[ctp080188]

 

 

 

In other news, 4chan basically died last night.

 

 

 

Lol Goon rush.

[death666bl00ms]

By far, the SCARIEST dream I have ever had was after my accident...

 

 

 

I was on my dirt bike, doing about 60 mph, and t-boned a deer. I was flown to Suburban Hospital, where I spent 2 weeks in shock trauma. I got home, and slept in my bed for the first time in 2 weeks. However, I was doped up on so many pain killers that I started hallucinating. I dunno if I was asleep, or just tripping out, but I saw my dad standing over me, just staring at me. I start to say something, and he disappeared. This happened about 5 more times, and then the man changed from my dad into someone I have never seen before. At this point, I was REALLY freaked out, with the drugs and all, and started crying, screaming, and cussing all at the same time. Parents came flying in, and tried to calm me. Only time I have ever hallucinated, and I hope to God it does not happen again. By far the worst thing that can happen to you....

[Intriguing]

[hide]I don't really have ANY dreams, but on the rare occasion I have one that I can remember, they tend to be, uhh, X-rated in some fashion. Most of those end up with me waking and having to change my boxers (one of the few ways that I bust a nut, so to speak :anxious: ). I can tell you one dream that I had, though. It was when I had some really nasty stomach flu after having too many Advil (it was a really nasty headache). I can officially say with confidence I know what a bad Acid trip is, but anyway.

 

 

 

 

 

I wake up, do my regular morning routine, and head off to school. When I get there, every thing's overall normal, until First Lunch. I start hearing rapid gunfire in the direction of the office, and me being the hero/loon of the entire county, I go take a look. Some random-assed person is taking an AK-47 to the staff, and anyone in the way. There's about 6 people on the floor, in varying degrees of damage (clipped-dead). Understandably, I get really pissed at this point, and bull rush the gunman. When he just notices me, I slam into him, knocking the wind out of him.

 

 

 

I then proceed to pummel the guy's head into the ground, then he takes his gun and shoots me in the abdomen. This knocks me off of him, and I can't move with any real speed, or even get up for that matter. He stands up, kicks me once, and heads for the cafeteria. As I'm trying to stand up, I see him start shooting into the student body. Thankfully, the damage I done earlier throws off his aim a bit, making some bullets go by with no effect. Just as I stand up, I see him shoot one of my female friends.

 

 

 

This gives me a massive adrenaline boost, and I then rush to her. about 5 seconds after I get there, she dies. I then hear the monster laugh behind me, saying something to the effect of, "You can't do anything, now! You're dead like the rest of them!" I look around a bit, and I see 20 more people lying, dead or approaching that stage. I then look back at him, and am looking right down the gun barrel. I start feeling a bit of heat all over my body, especially my hands.

 

 

 

I yell, somehow startling him, and grab the gun barrel. That's when I notice that what seems to be heat shift (look right above something on fire, and notice how the things behind it wave a little) is radiating from my hands. The barrel starts to glow a little, visibly showing strain from the heat that's apparently emanating from my palms. I then yank the AK away, and throw it at one of the walls nearby. I hear a crunch, sounding somewhat similar to when a sledgie is taken to a cinder block, and the sound of something semi-soft and metallic breaking.

 

 

 

The gunman says something to, "What the Hell?" and starts running. I run after him, noticing that he seems to be walking through sludge in comparison. I stop in front of the doors, and face him, roaring when I stop. I also notice the heat getting more intense. I also notice the parts of the floor where my feet landed are a little cratered, and have smoldering miniature fires in the middle. The gunman is obviously scared out of his mind, looking like he's seeing the Gates of Hell itself.

 

 

 

I notice him picking up one of the pieces of floor that I pushed up in my dash, and throws it at me. It catches fire when it comes near me, and is ash by the time it hits me. He runs in the opposite direction, and I notice that he apparently crapped and pissed himself. I twitch my eye, imagining a fire wall sprouting about 20 feet in front of him. To my surprise, the floor cracks right where I imagined it, and a flame shoots up. It starts to rise, eventually going up to 20 feet high.

 

 

 

I start to feel my body shifting a little, first my eyes. They hurt a little, but I then start getting vision that apparently is almost superhuman. Even from 60 feet off, I can see the sweat bead off the gunman's face. My nose and mouth then start to hurt, gaining similar aspects. I gain the ability to smell practically everything that's passed through the front doors in the past week, and my teeth are noticeably sharper. My hair starts to grow out, getting to the middle of my back and shifting to a dark red. My ears

 

then start to elongate backwards, going out to 5 inches, and tapering to

 

a point. The cartilage that makes up the ear then hardens, becoming bone. My hearing capacity increases, to the point that I can hear the gunman's heartbeat as if he were right next to me.

 

 

 

I then start to feel my skin toughen, developing thick scales, and shift to a blood red. My fingernails lengthen and sharpen, developing into black claws, seemingly able to cut through solid metal. My muscles and bones also undergo similar transformations, the muscles becoming increasingly prominent, and my bones becoming harder and larger, adding to my already above average height, and making me visibly more durable. My heels start to develop claws, which bursts my shoes. My toes start to grow longer, combining into three similar-sized claw-toes.

 

 

 

My feet shift to where my legs connect in the middle, making my heels become the biggest, and fourth, toe. I start to be able to bend each toe more, developing into almost hand-like dexterity. I can't spread my 3 small toes very far, however. I start to feel a pain in my tailbone, which develops and grows, eventually poking out of my body. It goes to about 2 times my full body height from head to feet, and starts to develop musculature. This part feels excruciating, But when it's done, I have a tail with the same skin color as the rest of me, and a little bit of a ball at the end of it, with [bleep]es protruding, and a hand-length blade at the tip.

 

 

 

I then feel a similar pain in my back. It feels like my skin is being ripped off in big chunks, which is what seemingly happens. My back starts to bleed profusely, which soaks my shirt. It catches on fire, probably since my blood is far beyond the normal boiling point of most liquids, including water. Bones start growing out of my back a little bit under my shoulders, but inward enough to be off of my shoulder blades. They grow and fan downward, in equal proportions, until it develops to a total of 3-4 times my height, from tip to tip, and spreads downward to a bit past my knees when held at a 45 degree angle to the floor.

 

 

 

They start to develop muscles as well, which hurts even worse than the tail did. It visibly spreads out to each new bone, save for the tips of each. When that's done, skin starts to spread out from my back, which healed for the most part. It spreads out each bone, and grows into the gaps as well, developing wings. I notice that the tips of the bones are still visible, and can be moved to a degree, about as much as my knee. I then feel my insides move about, and new organs grow and develop. In my opinion, I believe that this gave me a preview of what Hell feels like.

 

 

 

My lungs expand and toughen, allowing me to be able to hold enough air in with them alone for about an hour or two, by my guess. I then feel a third one develop, connected to a little bit above my stomach. It seems to be filling with some sort of thick liquid, but can still hold air, increasing my breathing capacity by 25%, roughly. My heart starts its own transformation, increasing in size and power to handle the new size, as well as the new parts. The sack that it's held in becomes slightly stretchy, as well as increasing in size and durability. By my guess, nothing short of armor-piercing rounds would be able to do much of anything to it, or the organ it encloses.

 

 

 

My other organs also develop, increasing in durability. My stomach grows, then splits into two. They each can hold about 25% more than a normal one can, and are similarly strengthened. They connect to a new organ, which seems to be able to create all sorts of acids, probably even allowing me to survive on pure earth, if needed. Muscles develop around it, allowing me to possibly expel the "acid stomach"'s contents rather forcefully, if needed. My digestive tract increases in durability, as well. My private areas also develop, but I'll skip that for the sake of the more fragile readers here.

 

 

 

My immune system also improves. My white blood cells morph, able to withstand almost anything on this plane of existence, seemingly. They also become under my conscious control partially, allowing me to turn off the immune response in relation to specific things. I am basically develop immunity to any medical affliction on this planet, including allergies, cancers, and viruses. My regular cells also develop strength. They become able to divide almost indefinitely, effectively nullifying age in relation to me. It also gives me vastly improved healing abilities, making me capable of recovering from things that would kill a man from blood loss inside of 30 seconds. Not quite Wolverine-level, but close. My bones also develop this ability, making things like splints and casts unneeded in most cases.

 

 

 

My bones become even stronger, apparently being able to withstand things that even solid diamond couldn't. They then crystallize, further improving their ability to endure. The bones inside my toes and fingers elongate, replacing my fingernails. My elbows and knees also develop small [bleep]es, likely capable of piercing and holding onto steel in their own right. The elbow claws grow pointing away from my shoulder, and the knees away from my waist. They extend outward to about 4 inches, and while the tips are sharp, the other edges are fairly blunt.

 

 

 

My skin/scales are visibly able to withstand even armor-piercing bullets from mid-range outward. The hair that normally is on various parts of my body, save for the normal head hair, is gone. I could conceivably withstand the force from a nuclear bomb dropped right next to me with minimal damage from it. I develop six 5-inch horns pointing upward from my upper forehead, seemingly round with a small point at the end.

 

 

 

This whole process takes about a minute, which the gunman watches, with a small yellow puddle around his feet. He then runs, going down one of the side hallways that's in my school. I snarl, my voice obviously lower, and walk to the corner of the hallway that he ran down to. I take a deep breath, including my new lung, and when I'm at full capacity, let loose a roar that could be heard throughout a fifth of the entire state, in increasing degree the closer the area. The walls down the hallway that I roared visibly crack, traveling down to the running gunman just as he gets to one of the glass doors. The force slams into him just as he opens the door, shattering the half-inch thick glass and propelling him forward about 20 feet. When he lands, he skids about 7 feet, covered in shards and visibly scratched up.

 

 

 

I then walk down the hallway, noticing that the heat that was pouring out subsided, turning into just a little above 100 degrees. The floor cracks and craters considerably more with each footfall than before, belying the massive power behind the feet. The wings are folded back a little and tilted forward, so as to not damage the walls and ceiling further. When I step on the glass shards as I go outside, I notice that they turn into powder, not even leaving a mark on my feet. The metal doors are blown off, so they don't impede my movement. They are in pieces, showing how powerful that roar was. When the gunman notices that I'm walking towards him, he tries to get up and run again.

 

 

 

I grab onto his arm, crushing the bone. He screams, which hurts my ears a little, making me wince. I grab him by the jacket a little lighter, my claws only scraping his skin, which starts to bleed a little where the claws were. I then lift him off the ground, to where we're eye-level. He's about 3 feet off the ground, still. He then says, "What are you, you monster??" I reply something like, "The last thing you see before you're sent to Hell, murderer!" I then jump, going about 50 feet in the air, and then flap my wings once, while dropping him. He hits the ground feet first, breaking both of his legs. I go up about 70 feet more, looking down on him.

 

 

 

I then start to feel my whole body tingling, as if I'm being flooded with some sort of electricity. I attempt to concentrate it into my hands, which start to glow red. When most of the tingling energy is concentrated into my hands, they each develop a baseball-sized orb of energy. I then put them together, doubling the ball's size, and making it start to darken, seemingly becoming so hot that light is being taken apart at the sub-atomic level. I then raise the ball above my head, and throw it directly at the gunman. It streaks at him, seemingly becoming a beam mid-flight, and hits him dead on. The ball explodes into a large ball 15 feet in diameter, centered on the impact point, which lasts for about 3 seconds.

 

 

 

When the blast dissipates, a crater where the ball's energy was becomes visible, appearing as if the ball evaporated everything that encompassed the blast zone. The ground around the new crater is visibly darkened, and heat shift emanates from the crater. I start to feel a little dizzy, lowering in the air to the center of the crater. I start to feel a bit better, as if the heat is nourishing me somehow. I then start to feel tired, and drop to my knee. I shift back into my normal, human self, with the exclusion of my hair color, the loss of all hair except my eyebrows, my normal hair down to my shoulders (seemingly remaining [bleep]y), and some pubic hair, some of my bones' hardness, some of my organs' durability, and a little longer and sharper nails and teeth.

 

 

 

I notice that a slightly glowing mark of what appears to me to be a dragon's head on my left hand is present. The glowing stops 2 seconds later, making it appear as if it's just a normal tattoo. I wonder what it is, and then hit the ground 5 seconds afterward. I almost immediately fall asleep. And here we are.

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, I don't get it either. It seems somewhat insane to me, but what can you do?[/hide]

 

... Well that was a freaking awesome story. :)