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Queen of the Spammed
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![]() I had this really fun dream two nights ago! Yes, another one of my long, strange dreams.
It's kinda hard to explain, but there was this real tall hill underneith this little church, and there was this winding tunnel that went through the hill. And me and Wilt, in the dream he wasin't as tall and he was about 16-ish, I was about 15. We were talking and walking together through the tunnel and then when the tunnel ended, we'd turn around and start walking again. It was sweet and oh so romantic....and then I heard mom calling for me from far away. So me and Wilt an out of the hill and to my grandma's house where we heard mom call for me. But we didin't go all the way into the yard, we peeped around the corner thinking we wouldin't get caught. We saw mom, my sis in-law, and my grandma all three out in the yard talking. Okay, anyone ever seen that comedy show "Roseanne"? If you have, remember when Darlene was 12? Well, 12 yr old Darlene appears in my dream and she has no clue why she's even there or what's going on. Neither did I. But anyways, mom catches us peeping around the corner and when she goes to get up outta her chair and says "Tonya", Wilt takes off running and jumps over the fence like he's a convict. I gasp and run and while I'm making my way over the fence, grandma's cat is under my feet and grandma is yelling at me telling me I better not step on the cat. Darlene is all confused, asking what's going on, and after I make it over the fence she goes after me. So me, Wilt, and her are running like football players all the way to this place way out in the country and jump down a pipe. First Wilt, then me, then Darlene. We slide down the pipe and fall into this really old, beautiful place. The walls were white painted cobblestone like, and there were stairs that lead above up and some that lead below us. Ahead of the stairs below was an arch with red painted blocks decorated around it. The next thing you know, Dan, Darlene's dad, that big ole' man just reaches down the pipe and takes Darlene and we never hear from her again. Due to all the adventerous fear and exitement, I hug Wilt and Wilt screams and says his arm is broken, (he has both arms and eyes) he broke it when he fell. So I baby talk him, telling him I'm sorry. Then he just runs down the stairs and runs through the arch doorway. I, of course, run after him. So we're outside to this other place and we jump in this red convertable. The next thing you know, we're out on the back road, Wilt's driving, and I'm in the backseat looking through a backpack that I had with me through the majority of the dream. There's money in it and a whole bunch of useful stuff, and I'm all exited cause I think me and him are running away together like a couple of crazy kids. Then, wwith a whole bunch of traffic on the road, Wilt starts diving all crazy, (yeah, he had no lisence or any driving experience) swerving all over the road like a lunatic, barley missing cars and going 90 mph. I'm screamming,, telling him to stop going so fast, he's whooping and hollering with the edrinylin of reckless driving. So I grab his shoulders, scream and tell him to slow down, and he screams, telling me I'm hurting his broken arm. End of dream.
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#212 |
super-scientist
GO TEAM VENTURE!
Join Date: Nov 2006
Location: Lake George
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![]() i have no idea what Freud would say about that, honey.
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Think you used enough dynamite there, Butch?
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#213 |
Just a Poor Boy
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![]() well, this was a short part of my dream last night, but i remember that i was blowing all my money in one of those crane machines to get a plush bloo that was dressed like his card in CFCC or something like that.
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#214 |
Queen of the Spammed
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![]() I just wanted to say that I thought that dream was HILARIOUS of what Cassini had, the one about me creating a Frankie pics thread that went against forum rules! Priceless.
I had another dream by the way. Much shorter this time. I was sitting in my dark room nervously putting on lipstick, and everytime I tried, it would break. So I'd go on to another stick and the same thing would happen. I shook the whole time I did it. While I was doing this, Wilt was standing up against the wall watching me. Keep in mind I felt real intimidated the whole time he was watching me. Then, he walks up, sits next to me, and we start arguing. Then the next thing you know, I'm crying. No, literally sobbing. And I have this awful pain in my face and head like I've just been beat on, and my hair has been pulled all over my head. So I get a brush and slowley start trying to redo my hair, and I look up at him feeling so intimidated, so small, and I just sit there and stare at him, while painfully brushing my hair. Then he hugs me and holds me, and tells me he's sorry, it'll never happen again. Isin't that weird? I think I dreamt Wilt domestically abused me.....
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Love gives you courage that's stronger than anything!
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: Saturn
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![]() First thing I did that morning was check the Forum, with my fingers crossed.
![]() To clarify: In the dream, the Frankie pics had nothing to do with the subject of the thread; you just stuck them there so I wouldn't want to delete it. What the actual subject was, I have no idea, and I'm probably happier that way. ![]() |
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#216 |
Queen of the Spammed
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![]() Oh, that's how it went.Thanks for making my day Cass,
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#217 |
Baja Blast my Beloved
Rapo or Rachel is fine!
Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: USA
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![]() I DID have Foster's dream, only it was about the OCs. XDD
It was like an online multiplayer game, similar to Big Fat Awesome House Party, except most of the sprited characters were a player's OC. And, there were different towns and stuff, basically mushed up with RPG. XDD My character, who I played as Lynn, (http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/40327640/ ) was in the Foyer, talking to this other Deviantart buddie of mine (http://partycakegirl14.deviantart.com/ ) whose OC she played as was Rio. (http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/42619445/ ) And Rio was saying, "To do again is to repeat your actions." XDD Crazy am I? OR maybe it was the meat-lovers' pizza I ate. You never know. ![]() |
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#218 |
Foster's Legend
Join Date: Nov 2006
Location: Canada
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#219 |
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![]() i had one...much like Bus the Two of Us except Wilt was hiding my hangover by saying i was sleeping and very very tired so i couldn't be disturbed. Very humorous when i woke up, i laughed for a while.
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#220 |
Baja Blast my Beloved
Rapo or Rachel is fine!
Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: USA
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![]() And so...after the dream, this is what happened:
http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/45810395/ I drew it. Well, the sprites and the chatbox and the altering. |
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