This page will primarily cover nightmares and other weird dreams, rather than any good ones. This is mostly because the bad ones tend to be the most interesting, and I don't really have a lot of good dreams. ^^; So, if you're bothered by unreality and generally uncomfortable situations, it may be best to click that handy dandy little back button on your browser. Just a warning. :P
Assorted snippets from February, 2021
A bomb that goes off in the distance. The effects don't reach the brothers and their father until hours later. They stare at it from inside their household. Brothers are in bed and they're talking. Suddenly this green smokey mist overlays everything. Colors get weird. Time freezes. One brother asks if he's moving, other brother tells him he flinched. Their bodies start morphing due to the radiation.
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Cartoonesque, Sam & Max style maybe? Fox character trying to outrun dog character. The dog is trying to get a sample of his DNA for some reason. Fox climbs on top of a tall, dark blue, elevator-type thing, just out of the dog's reach. Dog has to go back to his office, fox stays put. They have witty banter throughout this exchange.
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Strong scent of something old and musty. Scene is a side road, overgrown alleyway, next to a blue pickup truck from the 70s. Scene flashes to grimy basement. Putrid liquid is dripping from the ceiling. Raven from Scandroid is there, and he's naked, bloody, and starving. A old man with a gruff voice says, "That friend of yours was turned into fuel."
March 16, 2021
Early 3D skybox. The sky is a light purple, dull pink color. There are big puffy clouds. The floor is floating in this skybox, a silver reflective surface. There's a smaller platform above it. A tall, white, slightly curved staircase leading up to it. There's furniture you might find in a living room there, it's all white, but has light green accents. I think there's people here. There's a villanous looking man. Black hair, black outfit. He looks weak. He gets hurt.
July 20, 2021
Main character gets into argument with man. Could be his father? They're related. Both the man and family dog got fatally wounded in home invasion. Forget how dog got hurt. Man's head smashed against top of doorway. They get stitched together by main character. Main character feels guilty as both are clearly suffering. Dog's head is replaced by a piece of the man's. Most of his head is gone. Cut to the top of a wooden staircase with red carpet going down it. The room is dark, save for a solitary bright lightbulb. The dog's head is there. Part of the man's head is stitched onto it. Their eyes are constantly wide and they are perfectly still. 3D model-esque.
"They kept staring at each other, trying to recognize one in the other," is said while the dog's head and the hybrid stare blankly at each other.
Guilt overwhelms main character. The dog's head gets tossed out hallway window directly into a garbage can. Dog/man hybrid gets tossed in soon after. Looks like a painting from Brave Kitten. "I should've known that the hurt ran further than skin deep." Fades to black the man's eyes close.
Sometime... don't remember when in early 2022
Early 2000s FPS, think Half Life-type deal. Crawling around in air vents, they're dark yellow-green and clearly rusted. Occasionally opens up to bigger room with the same texture covering it. There are rectangular pillars in these rooms, and there are multiple exits, sometimes high up on the wall. There are big, lowpoly rats exploring the vents alongside me. Cut to a dark living room, peering in through the window - blinds are open. A presidential figure is there, visuals now look like Robot Chicken, and he's in danger of being found out about something. There are other people in the room.
Early August, 2022
I time travel back to the year 2005, when my mother and I first moved to our current house. There are five other cats I don't recognize, a white one, a calico, a ginger tabby, and some others I don't remember. I'm in the backyard on my stomach, petting them. Though curiously, I'm in the neighbor's yard. The house looks different than I remember. There's a cluttered mess of trinkets and knick knacks, though all in my mother's preferred style. There is a close up of a vintage set of items placed in a shadowbox. On the interior of the box, it reads 'in god we trust'. I find a digital camera, the same small gray one we have in real life, and I start taking pictures of everything. Eventually, I find my mother, and she asks me who I am. I try to warn her about everything, the neighbors, her brother, the police. She's confused, but thanks me. I ask her if I can keep the camera. I tell her "I miss this, I don't want to lose this." She says yes. I wake up.
September 2nd, 2022
Scene is my dining room, sometime in the late 2000s. The room is a dark yellow-orange. I am seated at the old computer desk, right up against the screen of a CRT monitor. On the screen is the Care Bears game, 'Let's Have a Ball!' but not... exactly. There's a new game which involves a platformer. Between the platforms themselves are tight, narrow pathways, barely big enough for Lucky Bear to walk through. The background is a light pink, and the platforms are fluffy clouds with no discernible outline. As I'm struggling to navigate the samey looking landscape, I come across a locked pathway. I try to find a key. The segment is timed. I fail. There is someone behind me, gripping the back of my chair. They sound like a bratty teenage girl, and they're saying something to me, but I can't quite make it out. I see shadows at the edges of my vision. The dream abruptly cuts to Bedtime Bear looking afraid, trapped in a blue-colored room with pink platforms, levers, and iron gates. He's crying by the time I'm ripped away from the desk.
September 10th, 2022
Lineless pixel art. Teal as primary color, also light yellow, pink, burgundy. Picture half of an alarm clock on the right side of the screen. Each hour is a different color, as listed earlier. To the left is a pink man in bed, he is wearing light teal pajamas, and his room is dark teal. Perspective is looking at him the foot of his bed. For each hour, there is a different minigame of sorts. The alarm goes off, sounding like atari-era sound effects, and the man is startled awake. This shown in between other dreams I was having, but I can't quite remember them.
September 12th, 2022
Scene is Minecraft, climbing up a tower comprised of spruce, ladders, and a bright teal wood. A wizardy, time sort of theme. Ladders were placed haphazardly, and required a lot of sick parkouring to get to the top. Once at the top, player falls to the bottom. While falling, camera zooms in on what's downward, and on the floor was a banner with a spooky face on it meant to look like Herobrine's eyes. I know why I got this dream - I've been watching a lot of minecraft prank idea videos. In this dream, I even got up and wrote it down.
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Top down perspective, old style adventure game. Looks like a western. Reminds me vaguely of the World of Cars Online
game minus all the cars. I remember something about there being a speech bubble with an apple in it, and the phrase "did you get the hay?"
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A mean-spirited Tumblr post on a burgundy blog that basically directing the user to look back at the original post. It was a heavily stylzied drawing of the Scooby Doo characters. There was a conversation between Velma and Daphne. Fred (a goose with a backwards cap) looking bored/annoyed next to Shaggy (who was not a goose). The conversation was something about a wet noodle.
September 13th, 2022
Recurring dream. My mother sends me up to Giant Eagle, local grocery store. It doesn't look like it does now, more like it used to when I was a kid. But... different. It's far bigger than it's supposed to be, and there's new sections where there would usually be another store. Keep seeing myself running down certain aisles. It's late at night, and the store is closing soon. After much struggle, I manage to find the groceries I was meant to get, but something goes wrong around paying. Sometimes I don't have the right cards, sometimes I have just enough cash to make it out. The dream always ends with me losing something. On one occasion, there was a bus on its side where there's an overhang out in front of the store.