I dreamed that, for some reason, we were all together, and in a club at a high school, and Rym was dragging us all to Otakon. For some reason I associate this dream with Haruhi, but I have no idea why.
I had a dream about this forum. If that wasn't weird enough the fact that we all started talking about vore. I think the Things of your day thread just derailed into the vore thread and was super popular. Neito told me to check out some vore and Kage_rod also insisted. Apreche was like WTF? Vore? and Omuntia just told me not too. I remember then going to look it up but I woke up then.
I don't know what vore is but I'm looking it up in the other tab.
*googles*
Oh...okay I was expecting some gross shit. It's just animals eating animals. That's just nature unless there's something else I don't know.
Oh...okay I was expecting some gross shit. It's just animals eating animals. That's just nature unless there's something else I don't know.
*cough* Wikipedia *cough* Vorarephilia (or vore[1]) is a paraphilia where arousal occurs from the idea of being eaten whole and alive, eating another alive, or watching this process.[2][3] The fantasy may include digestion, which may be imagined to be painless.[3]
Oh...okay I was expecting some gross shit. It's just animals eating animals. That's just nature unless there's something else I don't know.
*cough* Wikipedia *cough* Vorarephilia (or vore[1]) is a paraphilia where arousal occurs from the idea of being eaten whole and alive, eating another alive, or watching this process.[2][3] The fantasy may include digestion, which may be imagined to be painless.[3]
So, all those cartoons where I see a character walking around (after being eaten) covered in brown with flies buzzing around their head is part of this?
So, all those cartoons where I see a character walking around (after being eaten) covered in brown with flies buzzing around their head is part of this?
I believe that the manga Emma help create this dream. I read it that day and it's amazing.
I dreamed I was rich yet still lived in this small house. I had a beautiful maid that worked for me. The world was in present day but everyone dressed like it's the victorian era.
We were going to play tennis but I lost my racket. I told her to wait for me as I went to search. It took 12 hours to find it and I thought she would've left me but she didn't. I asked why and she replied "It's because I love you madame." Then (insert shojo-ai scene here).
This is another anime inspired dream. Everything was in a sepia tone and the world was half desert. I was similar to Eureka of Eureka Seven and piloted a a mecha. The mech looked very old school anime in design. It was bronze and was half stuck in the ground. My niece was running towards me. She was 5 now and being that she was born a few ays ago this is set in 2012. She told me something was over the horizon. Maybe food or a town. Something that would help us in the desert that used to be Washington DC.
Second night in Japan, and I`m already being hit by dreams of natural disasters and takoyaki.
I understand that by detonating this charge, the best-case scenario is that the crust will snap back into place and the world will be saved. I detonate the charge with this in mind. After the bomb goes off, the ground shakes, as expected. But as it continues, I realize that the shaking should have stopped by now. I look over and see a river of magma coming towards me. I run towards the exit as the ground opens up, cracks in the earth as if to block my path. As the ground under my feet gives way, I leap towards safety. It is by the barest margins that I am able to grab onto the edge as the lava flows down into the chasm below me. I pull myself up, knowing that I should be dead if I am this close to real lava.
I emerge from a seaside cave to witness the destruction of the port city in front of me. Tidal waves have already taken away so many people, and destroyed the dockes. I make my way through a parking lot, trying to find a car to jack. I come across one that has its door open and I quickly check to see if the keys are still inside somewhere. I am fortunate enough to find them, and mentally apologise to the original owner (who I think may already be dead anyway) as I start up the car and make my getaway.
Things appeared to have calmed down as I drive the streets of the city. For some reason I no longer understand, I had picked up a passenger. Between us we had several wads of cash and some credit cards. He mentioned that the cards are now useless as communication lines to the outside world no longer were up, but that the cash would still serve us in good stead. So we drove up to a corner store, and while he waited in the car, I got out to get some food. As I was told, the credit cards were of no use, however the cash was still accepted. I wondered how in a post-apocalypse paper money could still be valuable. Coming back to the car, I realized that an RIT sticker was in the rear window, and I felt some regret that I had stolen from a fellow RIT alumni. This feeling of regret lasted for about the same instant of time that a snow ball would survive entry into the Earth`s atmosphere.
I was a teenager again and I was chosen with others by the govt. They were Knives Chau, Haruhi, Spinner, Zack Morris and Mikuru. We were taken and handled roughly by the military. He all didn't like each other until we bonded Breakfast Club style. We were chosen because our genes were perfect to turn us into fox people. We fought against it but then we accepted it and got rich. I had a big mansion with all of them.
I was the daughter of Nathan Petrelli. I lived in DC with him and my stepmom Tracy Strauss. I had the power to merge two items in a new item. I took a bed and a tub and made a Japanese bath. We had a heart to heart talk while I was bathing.
I've had some strange dreams before, but the one that qualifies as the weirdest ever was the one where I was attacked by Silent Hill type monsters that promptly started dancing with my dream self (who strongly resembled Rosette from Chrno Crusade, whom I bear no resemblance to in the real world) to this wacky cartoon music. I actually sat up in bed and said "WTF was that about?!"
One night, when I was away from home, I was having a dream about walking through my kitchen. It was really hazy and hard to see, and I found it harder and harder to move as the dream went on. Eventually I couldn't move at all, and the dream faded to black. When I woke up I was completely paralyzed. I freaked out and tried to roll over, but all I experienced was a weird "phantom limb effect", where the imagined ghost of my body swirled around inside me. Eventually I found that, with some effort, I could move my eyelids. I managed to pry them open, and once I did my body instantly came to life and I sat up in a cold sweat.
Apparently I was experiencing Sleep Paralysis. Looking back, it was a fascinating experience. I really wish I could find a way to induce it to get a batter feel for it.
When I was sick last week, I had a dream that Yakuza had taken over the campus and that I was leading the organization they replaced to reclaim the school. It was very dramatic, with snipers, face offs, politics, and general bad assery. My sickness dreams are very Gekiga.
My ex once took codeine(?) and fell asleep reading Harry Potter. When her Dad woke her up, she went into a screaming frenzy. She had been hallucinating and dreaming and hallucinating again when her Dad woke her up ... she dreamed and hallucinated that she was enrolled in wizard school, and that her Dad was a dark wizard come to kill her.
Her Dad waggled his fingers and said "abracadabra" every time she walked into the room, for the rest of her visit.
To get a sleep paralysis: Get a few hours of sleep, and next night ask a friend to wake you every five minutes. Don't fully recuperates each time, it's enough that you open your eyes. After a few times you will have sleep paralysis. Make sure your friend is in front of your face when you're awake, it ensures that during the sleeping paralysis you'll feel safe and in control. For safety, limit this to an hour.
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For some reason I associate this dream with Haruhi, but I have no idea why.
I don't know what vore is but I'm looking it up in the other tab.
*googles*
Oh...okay I was expecting some gross shit. It's just animals eating animals. That's just nature unless there's something else I don't know.
Then I got married, had a kid and landed a boring job... No more dreams for me
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Oh. My. God. Ewwwwww.
Now whenever I watch the Peanuts Christmas Special, vorarephilia will come to mind.
I dreamed I was rich yet still lived in this small house. I had a beautiful maid that worked for me. The world was in present day but everyone dressed like it's the victorian era.
We were going to play tennis but I lost my racket. I told her to wait for me as I went to search. It took 12 hours to find it and I thought she would've left me but she didn't. I asked why and she replied "It's because I love you madame." Then (insert shojo-ai scene here).
@ Viga. Darn you! Darn you! I want to know if I dream and what I dream. T___T
I understand that by detonating this charge, the best-case scenario is that the crust will snap back into place and the world will be saved. I detonate the charge with this in mind. After the bomb goes off, the ground shakes, as expected. But as it continues, I realize that the shaking should have stopped by now. I look over and see a river of magma coming towards me. I run towards the exit as the ground opens up, cracks in the earth as if to block my path. As the ground under my feet gives way, I leap towards safety. It is by the barest margins that I am able to grab onto the edge as the lava flows down into the chasm below me. I pull myself up, knowing that I should be dead if I am this close to real lava.
I emerge from a seaside cave to witness the destruction of the port city in front of me. Tidal waves have already taken away so many people, and destroyed the dockes. I make my way through a parking lot, trying to find a car to jack. I come across one that has its door open and I quickly check to see if the keys are still inside somewhere. I am fortunate enough to find them, and mentally apologise to the original owner (who I think may already be dead anyway) as I start up the car and make my getaway.
Things appeared to have calmed down as I drive the streets of the city. For some reason I no longer understand, I had picked up a passenger. Between us we had several wads of cash and some credit cards. He mentioned that the cards are now useless as communication lines to the outside world no longer were up, but that the cash would still serve us in good stead. So we drove up to a corner store, and while he waited in the car, I got out to get some food. As I was told, the credit cards were of no use, however the cash was still accepted. I wondered how in a post-apocalypse paper money could still be valuable. Coming back to the car, I realized that an RIT sticker was in the rear window, and I felt some regret that I had stolen from a fellow RIT alumni. This feeling of regret lasted for about the same instant of time that a snow ball would survive entry into the Earth`s atmosphere.
I was a teenager again and I was chosen with others by the govt. They were Knives Chau, Haruhi, Spinner, Zack Morris and Mikuru. We were taken and handled roughly by the military. He all didn't like each other until we bonded Breakfast Club style. We were chosen because our genes were perfect to turn us into fox people. We fought against it but then we accepted it and got rich. I had a big mansion with all of them.
I was the daughter of Nathan Petrelli. I lived in DC with him and my stepmom Tracy Strauss. I had the power to merge two items in a new item. I took a bed and a tub and made a Japanese bath. We had a heart to heart talk while I was bathing.
I was jumped by furries.
Apparently I was experiencing Sleep Paralysis. Looking back, it was a fascinating experience. I really wish I could find a way to induce it to get a batter feel for it.
Her Dad waggled his fingers and said "abracadabra" every time she walked into the room, for the rest of her visit.
Get a few hours of sleep, and next night ask a friend to wake you every five minutes.
Don't fully recuperates each time, it's enough that you open your eyes. After a few times you will have sleep paralysis. Make sure your friend is in front of your face when you're awake, it ensures that during the sleeping paralysis you'll feel safe and in control.
For safety, limit this to an hour.