Fadfdfd Posted October 17, 2006 Share Posted October 17, 2006 dude, why did your girlfrend spit blood on your face? i hope your not dating dracula... :uhh: Lol, bad paint skills, lips lol And my dream came true on Friday!! :lol: I'm a psycic! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
oolatuck Posted October 18, 2006 Share Posted October 18, 2006 lmao! the link in the first post has some crazy dreams!!! Anyway the only dream i cna really remember was ages ago (havent had a dream in ages :(, anybody know why?) i was about 6, now im 15. What happened was, me and some of my family were walking across a bridge. Then my brother goes down the side of the bridge, its like a but metal one where the metal strips crossover diagonally. Then i follow him and theres a big warehouse thing. So i follow him into it and theres a load of drainpipes connected to make a pathway to the door on the other side, the path being 1 drainpipe thick. About 30 feet below the pipes is a bubbling swamp like thing, all green and stuff. My brother makes it to the other side so i follow him and about half way, the pipes break and i fall in!!! Then i woke up. Strange i know :XD: Hyt me ingame pl0x! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WeeBoab Posted October 18, 2006 Share Posted October 18, 2006 mine arent very..... family friendly -.- My photobucket Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
abhinav_g90 Posted October 18, 2006 Share Posted October 18, 2006 after going through the whole thread, i know that i m not the only one who gets weird dreams :P loved the comic style of terley's and my dream.. well i cant MSPaint it rite now ( coz i use linux now and i dont have time :P ) and its too embarrasing to post in public :) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Futurama Posted October 18, 2006 Share Posted October 18, 2006 hahah...happened on the night of the party too and we stopped over there, woke up thinking man what did i get up to last night :shock: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pink Posted October 19, 2006 Share Posted October 19, 2006 Well, this morning I woke up and thought "Hey, I'll draw my dream for that fourm!" So I started drawing what happened, my brother and I smoking pot, (but I guess that isn't allowed on these fourms anyway,) when my mom walks by and FREAKS OUT. She literially spat blood all over me for what I drew. Dang. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mac_The_Rocker Posted October 19, 2006 Share Posted October 19, 2006 Never got to her.... Some things are best left unexamined. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WeeBoab Posted October 19, 2006 Share Posted October 19, 2006 mines is too long to draw so ur gonna have to forgive me i dreamt i went to stirling with my best mate, and we were camping in a tent then we went to a supermarket and theres was some really hot girls and there was 1 i really liked and :uhh: yah u get the picture. ANYWAY. iwe then picked up his cousin who is a guy i know from school but my mate david doesnt know(davids the mate im talkin about)coz i go to a diff school from the town i live in. we picked him up and went back to the tent after i got the girls number, THEN we slid down the really muddy hills and i got my new jacket covered and stuff. i forget the next parts, so i was batman in a park thing and then i was fightin this bad guy or somethin, forget that part, THEN i appeared in my aunts back garden, and i was playing football with mates from school, and i hit the post, then i saw batman fly over the garden and i woke up =D> My photobucket Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
joecool280 Posted October 20, 2006 Share Posted October 20, 2006 My latest "dream" pretty self explantory, :ohnoes: Im glad ive done it... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
pjb21 Posted October 22, 2006 Share Posted October 22, 2006 i had a dream... (oh no here we go) seriously i did have a dream last night and it was rather weird. firstly the set up was all wrong (then again is there anything thing right in dreams?) it was like a movie, i watche it from begining to about half way through then i did it again. but it wasnt a movie, because i was atualy a part of it. so yeah as i said rather strange. the setting was both futuristing and yet in the past at the same time. everyuthing had low saturation and was very dar and moody set. i was part of this town, a big town, and they said i was to be sent off to thishouse. i forget the reason, but for some reason i remember old vintage steam trains. however it may be compleatly unrelated. i was to visit this woman and well, i forgot, but i was to go and see her. they armed me with a very nice gun, (if anyone has seen ghost in the shell it was very much like the bullpup assult rifles) i rode out of my town on this horse with the rifle under my arm. like a movie no sooner had i left the town as the sceen vut to the next shot. this time i wasnt on the horse, it had compleatly disapeared but everything else was the same. (change? sudden disaperances? i dont know) anyway. i found the right house. it was old and falling apart. kinda american old style, like a log cabbin but not quite. i knocked on the door a few times (there wasnt a doorbell, essentuals missing?) but i got no reply, so i went round the back of the house. it was the same house and nothing had changes exept this. the house was now issolated in the middle of a grassy field that had been plowed over and was really rather destrort. as i said everything was dar and grey, no happy feeling what so ever. there was a pig sty in the back, it was fenced off with a door. for some reason i went in there. before i stepped in there was about 3 pigs, maybe a few more. now there was none, simply vanished. i looked at the back of the house. there was an old lady sitting on a rocking chair with a baby in her arms. i knew that was who i was after. i called out to her but not a sound came, simply silence. she still here me, and turned to look. she was young and beautiful. (change). She spoke some word I wasnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t sure what, I forget. Suddenly the sound of planes, modern fighter planes, rips over head. Tearing the silence. (modern destroying the silence? More to think about) (f**k this is messing with my head) anyway. There was a single tree on the far side of the field. I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t know how I knew it was the far side, this field had no walls no fences nothing it just all disappeared. Anyway this tree russled and blew under the jets, there must have been about 3-5 of them, same as the pigs. (connection maybe?) they had left. Suddenly I knew we were in the middle of a war, I didnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t know how or why but I knew I was fighting to survive. It was still all the same just a feeling inside. The girl was walking towards me, she was wearing kinda American styles clothes from the Victorian period, if you get me? We were in convocation, yet I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t remember a word, all was silent. I was talking an yet not listening. I do this often, in real life, im talking but I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t know what im saying. It really messes with me, I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t understand it. I think there was some mention of something about the war I only just discoved existed. Suddenly this old man, her father came out. He was frail and yet energetic, he fitting in well with the whole feel. Grey, kinda sepiaÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢d, falling to pieces. He was wielding an old double barrelled shotgun, it also fitted well, it was plain and boring. Yet it had soo much character, it was chipped and scratched, well used. The barrel was dul and the stock was worn away. It was rusting in places. I remember it as double barrelled, yet I also remember it only had one barrel. Anyway, this guy was mad. He came running out and fired the shotgun in the air twice. I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t know why, I think he shouted something about the jet fighters. Suddenly, it was like another scene. We were running away from the house, into the never ending field. There was fighter jets running behind us and we were all ducked low. The house was burring like it has just been bombed. I looked back at the window of the house, it was glass, old and worn (how is that possible? I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t know) on the window still there was an old well loved teddy bear, it was only about what? 20cm high. There was flames all around it, encapsulating the window. I looked away. It was all very emotional, like that bit in a movie that makes everyone breakdown in tears. But I was being shot at and bombed, chassed by these big metal worriors of the sky. I ran. We all ran. I remember it all as clearly as if it had happened, yet I know thatÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s imposable. And yes you may all be thinking well what about this or that? It doesnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t make sence. Its like that with my real life memory, it doesnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t make sence, I never remember a thing from my own eyes, everything was sorta third person, like im looking down on it from abut somewhere. The scene cuts. Where at a train station. ItÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s a steam train, and a Victorian style staion and yet the scene is also just like in waterloo station, but more futuristic. If you have scene children of men its like it is in there. Me and the girl board the train, the old man is gone, I dread to think what happened to him. Despite the greyes, the moddyness itÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s the happyies its been all the way throught. And I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t know why. Athough me and the girl are both on the train neither of us are, we are waving at the other from the platform, as they pass off into the distance. Its all very sad feel and yet the look is one of happiness. Something happens I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t remember what, all I remember is that its soo horrific soo upsetting that I just cant take it. I wake up like from a nightmare. I just sat on my bed for a few minuites thinking over all that has happened. PJB21 100% my own work, i make my own brushes: set 1 set 2 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rik Posted October 22, 2006 Share Posted October 22, 2006 i had a dream... (oh no here we go) seriously i did have a dream last night and it was rather weird. firstly the set up was all wrong (then again is there anything thing right in dreams?) it was like a movie, i watche it from begining to about half way through then i did it again. but it wasnt a movie, because i was atualy a part of it. so yeah as i said rather strange. the setting was both futuristing and yet in the past at the same time. everyuthing had low saturation and was very dar and moody set. i was part of this town, a big town, and they said i was to be sent off to thishouse. i forget the reason, but for some reason i remember old vintage steam trains. however it may be compleatly unrelated. i was to visit this woman and well, i forgot, but i was to go and see her. they armed me with a very nice gun, (if anyone has seen ghost in the shell it was very much like the bullpup assult rifles) i rode out of my town on this horse with the rifle under my arm. like a movie no sooner had i left the town as the sceen vut to the next shot. this time i wasnt on the horse, it had compleatly disapeared but everything else was the same. (change? sudden disaperances? i dont know) anyway. i found the right house. it was old and falling apart. kinda american old style, like a log cabbin but not quite. i knocked on the door a few times (there wasnt a doorbell, essentuals missing?) but i got no reply, so i went round the back of the house. it was the same house and nothing had changes exept this. the house was now issolated in the middle of a grassy field that had been plowed over and was really rather destrort. as i said everything was dar and grey, no happy feeling what so ever. there was a pig sty in the back, it was fenced off with a door. for some reason i went in there. before i stepped in there was about 3 pigs, maybe a few more. now there was none, simply vanished. i looked at the back of the house. there was an old lady sitting on a rocking chair with a baby in her arms. i knew that was who i was after. i called out to her but not a sound came, simply silence. she still here me, and turned to look. she was young and beautiful. (change). She spoke some word I wasnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t sure what, I forget. Suddenly the sound of planes, modern fighter planes, rips over head. Tearing the silence. (modern destroying the silence? More to think about) (f**k this is messing with my head) anyway. There was a single tree on the far side of the field. I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t know how I knew it was the far side, this field had no walls no fences nothing it just all disappeared. Anyway this tree russled and blew under the jets, there must have been about 3-5 of them, same as the pigs. (connection maybe?) they had left. Suddenly I knew we were in the middle of a war, I didnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t know how or why but I knew I was fighting to survive. It was still all the same just a feeling inside. The girl was walking towards me, she was wearing kinda American styles clothes from the Victorian period, if you get me? We were in convocation, yet I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t remember a word, all was silent. I was talking an yet not listening. I do this often, in real life, im talking but I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t know what im saying. It really messes with me, I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t understand it. I think there was some mention of something about the war I only just discoved existed. Suddenly this old man, her father came out. He was frail and yet energetic, he fitting in well with the whole feel. Grey, kinda sepiaÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢d, falling to pieces. He was wielding an old double barrelled shotgun, it also fitted well, it was plain and boring. Yet it had soo much character, it was chipped and scratched, well used. The barrel was dul and the stock was worn away. It was rusting in places. I remember it as double barrelled, yet I also remember it only had one barrel. Anyway, this guy was mad. He came running out and fired the shotgun in the air twice. I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t know why, I think he shouted something about the jet fighters. Suddenly, it was like another scene. We were running away from the house, into the never ending field. There was fighter jets running behind us and we were all ducked low. The house was burring like it has just been bombed. I looked back at the window of the house, it was glass, old and worn (how is that possible? I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t know) on the window still there was an old well loved teddy bear, it was only about what? 20cm high. There was flames all around it, encapsulating the window. I looked away. It was all very emotional, like that bit in a movie that makes everyone breakdown in tears. But I was being shot at and bombed, chassed by these big metal worriors of the sky. I ran. We all ran. I remember it all as clearly as if it had happened, yet I know thatÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s imposable. And yes you may all be thinking well what about this or that? It doesnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t make sence. Its like that with my real life memory, it doesnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t make sence, I never remember a thing from my own eyes, everything was sorta third person, like im looking down on it from abut somewhere. The scene cuts. Where at a train station. ItÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s a steam train, and a Victorian style staion and yet the scene is also just like in waterloo station, but more futuristic. If you have scene children of men its like it is in there. Me and the girl board the train, the old man is gone, I dread to think what happened to him. Despite the greyes, the moddyness itÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s the happyies its been all the way throught. And I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t know why. Athough me and the girl are both on the train neither of us are, we are waving at the other from the platform, as they pass off into the distance. Its all very sad feel and yet the look is one of happiness. Something happens I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t remember what, all I remember is that its soo horrific soo upsetting that I just cant take it. I wake up like from a nightmare. I just sat on my bed for a few minuites thinking over all that has happened. PJB21 omg! PJB how long have u done typing that?!?!?!?! thats just long :? :anxious: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mr_blah_man Posted October 22, 2006 Share Posted October 22, 2006 Does that explain it? Sorry for my immaturity, but that's what most teenage boys dream of. Although, i am 3 months away from being a teen... well... yeh... mmm... I like those dreams... :thumbsup: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
pjb21 Posted October 22, 2006 Share Posted October 22, 2006 i had a dream... (oh no here we go) seriously i did have a dream last night and it was rather weird. firstly the set up was all wrong (then again is there anything thing right in dreams?) it was like a movie, i watche it from begining to about half way through then i did it again. but it wasnt a movie, because i was atualy a part of it. so yeah as i said rather strange. the setting was both futuristing and yet in the past at the same time. everyuthing had low saturation and was very dar and moody set. i was part of this town, a big town, and they said i was to be sent off to thishouse. i forget the reason, but for some reason i remember old vintage steam trains. however it may be compleatly unrelated. i was to visit this woman and well, i forgot, but i was to go and see her. they armed me with a very nice gun, (if anyone has seen ghost in the shell it was very much like the bullpup assult rifles) i rode out of my town on this horse with the rifle under my arm. like a movie no sooner had i left the town as the sceen vut to the next shot. this time i wasnt on the horse, it had compleatly disapeared but everything else was the same. (change? sudden disaperances? i dont know) anyway. i found the right house. it was old and falling apart. kinda american old style, like a log cabbin but not quite. i knocked on the door a few times (there wasnt a doorbell, essentuals missing?) but i got no reply, so i went round the back of the house. it was the same house and nothing had changes exept this. the house was now issolated in the middle of a grassy field that had been plowed over and was really rather destrort. as i said everything was dar and grey, no happy feeling what so ever. there was a pig sty in the back, it was fenced off with a door. for some reason i went in there. before i stepped in there was about 3 pigs, maybe a few more. now there was none, simply vanished. i looked at the back of the house. there was an old lady sitting on a rocking chair with a baby in her arms. i knew that was who i was after. i called out to her but not a sound came, simply silence. she still here me, and turned to look. she was young and beautiful. (change). She spoke some word I wasnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t sure what, I forget. Suddenly the sound of planes, modern fighter planes, rips over head. Tearing the silence. (modern destroying the silence? More to think about) (f**k this is messing with my head) anyway. There was a single tree on the far side of the field. I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t know how I knew it was the far side, this field had no walls no fences nothing it just all disappeared. Anyway this tree russled and blew under the jets, there must have been about 3-5 of them, same as the pigs. (connection maybe?) they had left. Suddenly I knew we were in the middle of a war, I didnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t know how or why but I knew I was fighting to survive. It was still all the same just a feeling inside. The girl was walking towards me, she was wearing kinda American styles clothes from the Victorian period, if you get me? We were in convocation, yet I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t remember a word, all was silent. I was talking an yet not listening. I do this often, in real life, im talking but I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t know what im saying. It really messes with me, I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t understand it. I think there was some mention of something about the war I only just discoved existed. Suddenly this old man, her father came out. He was frail and yet energetic, he fitting in well with the whole feel. Grey, kinda sepiaÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢d, falling to pieces. He was wielding an old double barrelled shotgun, it also fitted well, it was plain and boring. Yet it had soo much character, it was chipped and scratched, well used. The barrel was dul and the stock was worn away. It was rusting in places. I remember it as double barrelled, yet I also remember it only had one barrel. Anyway, this guy was mad. He came running out and fired the shotgun in the air twice. I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t know why, I think he shouted something about the jet fighters. Suddenly, it was like another scene. We were running away from the house, into the never ending field. There was fighter jets running behind us and we were all ducked low. The house was burring like it has just been bombed. I looked back at the window of the house, it was glass, old and worn (how is that possible? I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t know) on the window still there was an old well loved teddy bear, it was only about what? 20cm high. There was flames all around it, encapsulating the window. I looked away. It was all very emotional, like that bit in a movie that makes everyone breakdown in tears. But I was being shot at and bombed, chassed by these big metal worriors of the sky. I ran. We all ran. I remember it all as clearly as if it had happened, yet I know thatÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s imposable. And yes you may all be thinking well what about this or that? It doesnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t make sence. Its like that with my real life memory, it doesnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t make sence, I never remember a thing from my own eyes, everything was sorta third person, like im looking down on it from abut somewhere. The scene cuts. Where at a train station. ItÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s a steam train, and a Victorian style staion and yet the scene is also just like in waterloo station, but more futuristic. If you have scene children of men its like it is in there. Me and the girl board the train, the old man is gone, I dread to think what happened to him. Despite the greyes, the moddyness itÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s the happyies its been all the way throught. And I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t know why. Athough me and the girl are both on the train neither of us are, we are waving at the other from the platform, as they pass off into the distance. Its all very sad feel and yet the look is one of happiness. Something happens I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t remember what, all I remember is that its soo horrific soo upsetting that I just cant take it. I wake up like from a nightmare. I just sat on my bed for a few minuites thinking over all that has happened. PJB21 omg! PJB how long have u done typing that?!?!?!?! thats just long :? :anxious: that took me quite a while to type it up, yeah heh. ah well what else is there to do, really i mean? PJB21 100% my own work, i make my own brushes: set 1 set 2 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
oolatuck Posted October 22, 2006 Share Posted October 22, 2006 I had this dream last night. This is just the last bit of it as all i can remember before that was we were all in that wierd house thing talking. Just as my cousin got into the bush, my nieces woke me up by jumping on me - happens everyday im here, 9 more months of it! How lucky am i? Hyt me ingame pl0x! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Alduron Posted October 23, 2006 Share Posted October 23, 2006 Since there are some people here that feel the need to be extremely immature and offensive this thread is now being locked. Remember, this forum is not the place to post text or images with offensive content. ~Alduron Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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