>LOL, you literally spend your days moderating a fucking soyboy woahjack KF clone and have nothing to show for it. to be in your 20s and doing this must be extremely miserable, i almost feel sorry for you but then i realize you voluntarily rot away doing this, good grief.
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dreams thread

two days ago i had a dream where i joined ISIS and me and some other terrorist guy hijacked an empty commercial plane. we had apparently carried some contained virus stuff with us and we then somehow flew to Ponyville from my Little Pony. while above ponyville me and the buddy started dumping the virus stuff from above and saw the ponies were turning into grotesque monsters like those mlp infection videos. then a flight attendant came up to us and started chastising us like we just trolled a Garry's Mod server and she was the admin, then something about teletubbies and i woke up.
 
a long time ago i had this bizzare dream where i was invited to some event being held in an arcade i used to go to when i was little. it was really busy everywhere but the huge indoor playplace was walled off. i ventured away from the crowd and found a hidden entrance to it. i ventured into the playplace and it looked like under contruction. i came across an mtf real woman sonic the hedgehog standing there and i lunged at it and ended up tearing its head off. i then looked into a conveniently placed mirror and it was revealed that i was Batman in a Pac-Man costume as corny epic music started playing. i forgot the rest.
 
I can't remember a lot of it, but basically it started with me and three other people being held hostage. During that, our souls left our body and went to this space-station place on an empty planet. Things were still pretty foreboding and we got onto this space shuttle that was the size of a normal room, but we were all crammed into this small seating area and buckled in.
We got out, and I still got the sense that we were prisoners.
"They" (not the people holding us hostage, some non-human thing) took us up a sort of pyramid and talked about some "process," and then I felt extremely calm. It was a blissful trance and almost like I wasn't conscious, but could still see.
It went away after we stepped down, but I was still tranced and wanted to bring that feeling back.
Then we went to some sort of "obstacle course" where we walked on small glowing pipes, and I remember losing my balance and having to pull myself up. That part stuck out to me, because it was almost like I was watching a movie, but when I fell there was a sort of jolt of "what are you doing?? Do something!"
I'm extremely foggy on the rest.
At some point, one of "woke up" or "returned to their body" and was able to stop the people holding us up, which I was able to see somehow.
The "entities" that were guiding us started to register in my mind as friendly instead of captors.
I think we got attacked by something else, and we fell from the original place we were in, seeing it was a giant sphere with these large rectangular pieces that came in and out. Either that, or the attackers were from that sphere and we sent one of those rectangular pieces back in to stop them. Not sure. After that, I can't even try to piece it together.

I went back to bed to try and go back into that dream, but I just ended up having a dream where I got drunk with my mom and my brother. At some point I paid $5 for a ~16 oz glass of "cream scotch" that I poured myself from a tap, and I remember thinking "this is probably too much" right before taking a sip and then barely being able to walk back to my table. Also, it was some giant mexican restaurant but all of the workers were asian. Pretty lame.
 
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i had a weird memory from a dream i think, idk why
but like it stick for a few hours and it was that the top and bottom ends of the banana had something tiny that when cruched would release and acid that would increase the risk of cancer if it reached your stomach, so when i woke up and went to eat breakfast i was about to cut the ends off until i realized that info wasnt real
 
i had a weird memory from a dream i think, idk why
but like it stick for a few hours and it was that the top and bottom ends of the banana had something tiny that when cruched would release and acid that would increase the risk of cancer if it reached your stomach, so when i woke up and went to eat breakfast i was about to cut the ends off until i realized that info wasnt real
i was kind of paranoid about it even after i realized it wasnt real and started asking goygpt if there qere any cancer risks on eating the ends of a banana
 
i had a weird memory from a dream i think, idk why
but like it stick for a few hours and it was that the top and bottom ends of the banana had something tiny that when cruched would release and acid that would increase the risk of cancer if it reached your stomach, so when i woke up and went to eat breakfast i was about to cut the ends off until i realized that info wasnt real
i was kind of paranoid about it even after i realized it wasnt real and started asking goygpt if there qere any cancer risks on eating the ends of a banana
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I had a dream I somehow set my alarm for the past, and I woke up in my old bedroom at my mom's house in 2017 (which, it was the wrong house for 2017 but I didn't notice)

It was a very particular memory, too. I checked my room out a bit, kind of panicked about having to go through the next 9 years, but decided it would be better that way.

I was a lot more optimistic than I was in 2017 and tried to make things better.

After the main part of that memory played out, I realized I was dreaming, so I tried to go to bed so I would wake up in 2026 before the dream got too good.

I ended up waking up still in that house in 2017, so I decided it was all real. Also I fell asleep in my mom's bed because it was closest, but "realizing" it wasn't a dream, I panicked thinking that my mom would assume I was on drugs since I passed out in her bed in the middle of the day.


I went back to my room and just kept going through my stuff. I remembered that I vaped back then, so I found that and started realizing I would have to go back to figuring out how to get pods without any money and without being 18. Thinking about that, I panicked, I had already decided earlier that I would swear-off drugs "this time around" and finding my vape made me realize i had already started by that point.
I took a quick "inventory" of my life up to then, and I realized I shouldn't have to worry about withdrawal or anything, so I was really happy. I'm just now realizing that my older brother wasn't in this dream at all evendoe i was hanging out with him every day at 17.

I was a dick to my little brother at 17, so I decided to spend some time with him and be nice. I know it's just a dream, but that kind of makes me think about how I was a dick for no reason and how easy it would have been to just be kind.

I'm also now realizing that I seemingly wasn't in highschool in this dream when I should have been, and that my room obviously looked like my girlfriend had already moved in evendoe she wouldn't have yet and was no where to be seen. Also, my cat would have been there.

Anyway, I mostly just hung out with my mom and little brother and was glad I had the chance to fix things.

Pretty cool dream that was extremely detailed. I really felt like I somehow managed to go back in time.

Also, even if it was just a dream: how easy it was to just "do the right thing" made me appreciate who I am today and how it's second nature to not fuck up as much. I dwell on mistakes and bitch about it all, but I can't change it, so I need to stop that. All I can do is focus on what those mistakes taught me going forward, because "woe is me" dummyation just spoils the life I have today. It's over (in the good way).
 
I had a dream where I was cast to play Ed from Ed, Edd 'n Eddy in a live-action war-centric film, and my voice impersonation was mediocre at best. I remember when I had to address the government fellow by the wrong title, and I sounded nothing like the character when mentioning him, and the guy just broke down laughing, but I don't recall what specifically made him bust out laughing.

I wasn't drunk before I went to bed nor was it a fever dream. I have no clue why that was.
 
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Had the strangest dream last night where I was in an empty city that resembled gm_bigcity and entered into an elevator that served as the entrance to a huge skyscraper. When I got in and was waiting for the door to close, Bart and Homer Simpson stepped in. Homer pressed the top button on the keypad and from there, we spent the next fifteen minutes floor-hopping, but behind every door we were in a random hotel room from a random angle. One I recall was when the door opened and it lead to the someones bathroom, looking top-down at them, the door serving as the roof of sorts. I clammered into the back left corner expecting gravity to pull me down but nothing happened. Homer nor Bart said anything except occasionally laugh, and actually Bart completely vanished at some point now that I think about it.
 
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