[EwokHunter]

Holy Damn, what do you eat last night?

[StantheGarbageMan]

I once had a dream that was a promo of a movie that doesn't exist. This is what happened:

(open up to a dark theater full of people. A coke commercial plays on the screen. Cuts to two people in the seats, a man and a woman, eating popcorn with their eyes fixed on the screen. The light from the film illuminates what appears to be the underside of a car that looms overhead. Nobody of course notices.)

NARRATOR: How would you like...

(Deep, ominous music plays as the camera cuts to right above the people in the theaters. Five cars, all covered in cobwebs lower themselves down and stop about twenty feet above the moviegoers. Thier headlights turn on.)

NARRATOR: To live in the theater...

(Shows inside of one of the cars. The entire interior is also covered in cobwebs and the windows are either broken or dusty. three teenagers, two male, one female with antennae coming out of thier heads look at each other and nod triumphantly.)

NARRATOR: And watch movies for free all day long?

(Cut back to overhead of the man and woman seen previously. Both turn their heads around and upwards to see the cars. Spiderwebs shoot down and grab them both, yanking them up and out of veiw. Cuts to below the seats to show the bucket of popcorn spilling to the ground. Ominous music stops.)

NARRATOR: Not if you're a spider.

(Shows 'Coming Soon To Theaters' in big white letters. Heavy metal music plays in the background as it cuts to several people running through what appears to be an underground mine, also coated in cobwebs. Cuts to a giant stop-motion, Tim Burton-esqe cockroach wrapped in webbing, who then pulls his cheeks apart with his front claws and sticks his tongue out. Cuts to the man and woman being led through the tunnals by a burly Bruce Campbell with antennae growing out of his forehead and a torch in one hand.)

BRUCE CAMPBELL: You can't use gas to kill spider eggs. Sucks, dunnit?

(Cuts to film title in large white letters decorated with cobwebs.)

NARRATOR: Spider Shows. Coming Soon to theaters.


And that's basically it. It was incredibly vivid.

[Emu]

You should make that movie.

[floppydisk]

How do you kill spider eggs?

Squash them?

[Mnesymone]

If I could bloody remember any details I've had some pretty decent ones - but that spider thingy is funky.

[StantheGarbageMan]

Oh perfect: Just last night I actually had a LUCID dream! That's a dream where you know you're dreaming and can do almost anything you wish. But the thing is: I couldn't! I wanted to fly, but all I could do was jump up and down like a moron. I wanted a giant robot to appear behind a door but all I got was an empty room. I wanted to turn into a werewolf but I just stayed the same. My first taste of lucidity and it sucked.

[floppydisk]

Maybe it was a dream about havind a lucid dream

[StantheGarbageMan]

Actually, yeah it was. I knew it was a dream, but I couldn't control myself. I was basically watching myself do all this stupid stuff.

And I think Willy Wonka was in it too.

[Slade]

I've had dreams like that, and usually my dream doesn't listen to me either.

[Mnesymone]

Lucid dreaming is odd - I went through a few Lucid dreaming phases - it made going places in dreams really easy - I'd just put a swimming pool in the middle of uni, right next to the motel - either that or teleport to the set of M*A*S*H - so much easier than walking there.

[Emu]

I find that once I'm aware that I'm dreaming I can't control it, but often I do have dreams I can control without knowing that I am dreaming. Haven't had any interesting dreams lately though

[Zatoichi]

I finally had a good dream that I could remember last night.

It started out as myself and Matches Malone (Batman's criminal alter ego) shakin down a couple of truck drivers for some gang. One of them tried to shoot me, but he nad no bullets. Meanwhile I stood there without even flinching drawing my pistol, but I didn't shoot him. After a really short scene or two, We are all in a mall setting. We come up to where they are showing short films and doing some singing. One of the songs was a spectacular rap song that I have never heard before, but could probably recognize it instantly (I generally dislike rap music). We are all siting on bleachers. Suddenly we are all standing in an open field. The screen for the movies is hanging in the air, but nothing is playing. Half of the crowd has turned into pirates (no joke) and various weapons appear to be sticking in the ground. A battle breaks out that turns into a bunch of one-on-one fights. I ended up with to swords of different makes and sizes (have no clue as to what I was thinking). My opponent has twin high carbon steel katanas and fights like he is a samuria. He has this wierd strategy of taking a couple of swings and then backing up about twenty feet. Within moments I am lying on the ground from minor wounds and he is continually slicing into my legs when he attacks. For some reason it feels like razors are tearing into my skin. No body came to my rescue, and I probably died (woke up first).

That was the first time my dream self totally sucked when facing an opponent in combat. Hell I've taken on a ninja monestary before with a small army at my side and had no kicking ass.

When I know that I am dreaming, I can usually control the dream. When I do not know, it happens sometimes, but very rarely.

[floppydisk]

I had a dream about the King of Nevada, but other than that I don't remember.

I think it might've been brought on by the song Elf Tower, New Mexico...

[Wayne]

My dream self cannot hold his own in a fight, unfortunately... and he has a bigger mouth than my awake self. (post 100)

This post has been edited by Wayne: 23 September 2005 - 09:44 AM

[floppydisk]

My dream self made a point of beating someone up with a baseball bat.

Other than that, I don't fight much in dreams. It's mostly neutral stuff, like Jedi powers and races, and soemtimes blowing up babies with hand grenades.