One of tonight's dreams involved me playing some sort of medieval-setting top-down* fantasy game with possible multi-player capacity. Either multi-player or I was demoing the game for someone unseen or heard. (The dream itself focused solely on the game world. The 'real' world was never seen.) I had returned to the game after a lengthy absence. My character, an armored warrior with sword and maybe shield, was adventuring in an already familiar part of the map. I, as the player, was quite surprised when he discovered the entrance to an area we had somehow never noticed before.

So strong was my sense of familiarity with the game upon waking that I was firmly convinced I had actually played it at some point in the dim past. I racked my feeble brain several minutes before finally admitting that no, it was wholly fictitious.



*I have a vague recollection that, as is the way of dreams, the viewpoint occasionally shifted to other perspectives.

How delightful, Decrepit. I find that sometimes I'm disappointed to wake up from such a dream, one which captures my focus so enormously, to the point that I can still remember lots of details later on.

I'm not very good at remembering dreams but the one game related thing I can recall in a number of dream settings is finding I have a menu page that I need to select from regarding continuing the dream. I can never seem to figure out how the menu and it's selection options relate to anything so I get stuck there trying to figure out the menu. The menus have had different layouts at different times with icons and tiny text I couldn't quite make out but all seemed to be legitimate and yet inscrutable.

I suppose this is another variation of the standard anxiety dream where I find myself clueless about what's going on and yet I'm expected to do something.

I had a dream with the AntAgonizer last night. Not just one of them, but two! They both had the Antagonizer costume from Fallout 3. But it wasn't a Fallout dream. They were real superheros, with actual super abilities. The first one had a giant, human-sized ant companion. The second was even cooler, because she was Renee! Renee was the good Antagonizer, and she was fighting the evil Anty over the right to use the AntAgonizer name. Renee had super-strength, and at one point she was wrestling the giant ant and I could hear its armored exoskeleton cracking. Eventually Renee won.

There were other superheros too, though I don't remember them very well. I think Neil Gaiman's Death was one of them. The Renee/Antagonizer teamed up with them afterward.

Renee as the AntAgonizer!



I had a dream™ a couple of nights ago but I haven´t posted it because it isn´t a game dream. But now I´ll do it anyway

From some reason I was being pushed into moving out of my apartment and into another one not far away. And guess who was there to help me find another apartment and give me advice? SubRosa! Also, Decrepit, Renee and possibly one more was there too but more in the background.

Two Antagonizers fighting over copywrite infringement! It sort of makes sense since Renee is the undisputed champ of creatively clever character naming.

Woot! Chorrol party at Chez 'Rocu! That one sort of makes sense too since SubRosa is the undisputed champ of sage advice (and she moved to a new apartment herself not too long ago).

My advice on moving is to hire a professional moving company to do all the work for you. Every time I move I say I am going to do it. Every time I do it myself. Ugh.

Always take advice from our resident sage SubRosa!

Oh my gosh, how funny, Florens! I am an Antagonizer, but a good Antagonizer.

I had a dream last night which had several parts, like four different parts, but only the final part was game-related. I was in some small, European-looking village at night. It was lit by gas lamps, and was very quaint & pretty. There were some people strolling down some lanes, which were (of course) perfectly clean and adorable.

But I saw a giant in the distance... a Skyrim giant. One of those huge, lumbering guys. I figure "he's peaceful, he won't harm anybody," but then there were two of these giants, and they both noticed me, and then came after me!

I start to run, but everywhere I look, everybody around me was suddenly a "giant", even though they were merely my size. I kept running, around in circles.

Finally I became my Grey Wizard PS3 character from long ago. I could cast spells! I could throw lightning bolts and fireballs from my fingertips. I found a wall (or something) I could run on top of, so the enemies could not get me, and began trying to cast spells at them.

It was rather odd, because I now had full confidence against all these monsters, but I was not very good at being my character. Matter of fact, every magic I managed to throw either missed, or did no apparent damage.

I woke up about then. What a fun dream, eh?



mirocu: I'll do it, sign me up. Um, you have to pay for my plane ticket to Scandinavia though.

I wish I had more dreams where I could cast fireballs!


All my dreams are usually either , or just plain

I had a Rattler moment in my dreams this morning. Yeah, Lopov's mean guy character, but thankfully he wasn't alive. In this dream, I was looking through a newspaper and came to the obituaries. A huge portion of one of these pages (a quarter-panel sized portion, maybe) had been placed explaining Rattler's death.

His funeral would be held in Las Vegas. This obituary almost looked celebratory though, it looked more like a showbiz advertisement than a somber obituary notice. I am glad Rattler was not alive in my dream though. Sheesh.

Rattler - the stuff of nightmares.

Renee´s mind works in mysterious ways - I never even dream of my own characters

Its a good thing he was dead! Did they have Rattler propped up in his coffin, so people could take their picture with his corpse?

@ Renee - me thinks someone needs to stop eating Pizza and Ice Cream before bedtime!

mALX: I don't eat just pizza before bed, but you're right-on with the ice cream. I'm the queen of Haagen Daaz!


Unfortunately I woke up shortly thereafter. In the dream, I was in Maryland, while Rattler would be in Las Vegas, so I never got to see him, whether he was propped up or in a closed casket.

I didn't know that Acadian took care of Rattler's funeral.

Well what to say, Renee? I'm honored that you dreamed about him though I'm not sure you feel the same. Maybe in your next dreams about him he'll already make it to Maryland.

Ninja'd!

I was going to say that it should be Acadian having the nightmares then,








Rattler drove to Maryland on the "Rocky Road,"

Nooooo!

I had another Persephone dream a few nights ago. I do not remember much. But I do recall that I/Persephone was with a number of other people, and that I was protecting them from some sort of bad guys. Then one of said bad guys showed up. With a chainsaw. He tried to kill me/Persephone with it. That was a really bad idea on his part. I/Persephone grabbed his wrists, crushed them, and then picked up the chainsaw. The rest is... well... I am sure you get the idea.

Berry Sundae?

That is probably what he looked like afterward. And gluten free...

Have you ever had a Loviatar dream???

Thank goodness no! Persephone is the only gaming character I have ever dreamed about.

Yeah my gosh Lovi would be an intense one to meet! That would be like if I met Skankee Krahk-ho. She wouldn't eat dead bodies, instead she would to something with them. *cough* You know.... she would *blank* them. Yeah.

I have had some Janet Talia dreams, as I'm gearing up to get into her game this weekend. All these dreams are vague though. Just her running around the Wasteland.

Ewwwww! Skank is an Alice Cooper fan!

"Gaaaaaaargh eck EW!"

I had a Fallout dream last night. I do not remember much, except that I was carrying an AER9 laser rifle. I distinctly remember the metal stock, with the three circular holes in it. I was wearing some kind of dirty duster, whose bottom hem was blowing gently in the breeze. It was twilight, and I seemed to be searching an area in the woods. There was a lot of dirt, and fallen down trees, and dead leaves. I don't really remember anything else.

Aw, I hate when I can't remember them, especially when I know something really cool happened. Carrying a laser rifle seems rather neat.

Been awhile since I've had a gaming dream.

The only game dreams I ever have are Doom inspired. Bah.




*demands refund*

Lol, so in other words, dreams in which you are in hell?

I had a real amazing dream just now. Waking up now before I get ready for work, but I have to type up this dream while it's still fresh in mind.

This one began in some medieval village. And I mean, it was 100% medieval-fantasy. It was as if I were back in the 1500s. So I was dressed in this white blouse and colorful skirt. I had blonde hair, with tresses and I looked just like someone you'd see in Game of Thrones. There was no doubt this was real.

I left the village, and the idea was that I was going on some sort of quest. Through some woods. And I mean, these woods were spooky! I don't remember what my quest was, what I was supposed to be doing, but within minutes, it didn't matter anymore because I got attacked by this huge humanoid-looking thing. An ogre or giant! I had been sneaking around (just like we do in our games) but whatever that thing was, it saw me, and reacted!

I mean, this was frightening, all the sudden. The area I was walking on was a path, through dark forest. Lots of trees. On my right was a hill which went upward, and that's the way I went. I went running up this hill. That ogre or giant came crashing from behind me. But I was too quick, or something. Eventually it got lost.

At the top of the hill, the land leveled off, and the woods ended. I could see across a road, but it was a modern road. One which cars drive on. I walked across this road, and found a street, which was a modern street. It had modern houses with aluminum siding and manicured lawns. Cars. Sprinklers. The sky above was grey and cold.

I went walking and found some sort of coffee bar. And just stood there, looking at all the people in there who were living ordinary lives. Who hadn't just been chased by some giant DnD-styled monster. I had to calm down. Eventually, I did try to order some coffee. I was shaken badly though.

I forget what happened next, but eventually my dad and I met up somehow. And he was going to some sort of get-together for family. So I decide "sure, I'll go," and off we went in his car. This party was at a largish house, and wasn't too far away from where the rest of my dream occurred, but we were still on the modern side of things. The house had a long driveway; people were gathering.

I went walking around the party. And immediately I was bored. I walked into and out of the house. Saw nobody I knew. I just wanted to go home. There was a lot of people there though. It took me awhile to get out of the house, and find my way back to the house's driveway.

I went looking for my father's car. Not there anymore. I couldn't find him. He had left?

I realized my own car was down the hill, back in that medieval village. In the beginning of the dream, there was no cars or modern things, okay? Now all the sudden I realized I had driven there initially.

I decided to leave the party. I would brave the woods again. I could do it. Left the house, and walked back across the road, which was apparently the same road as where I'd crossed before. Straight across though, there was a tavern.

I walked into this tavern, and (again) everyone was dressed in medieval finery. The place was dark and completely made of wood, iron fittings everywhere, sawdust on the floor. I walk in there, and decide I'd better prepare before I go back in the woods.

There was a man nearby who was making a crossbow, and so I began chatting with him, and he agreed that he could give (or sell) the crossbow he was making to me. He had applied some sort of lube into its workings, the thing was totally functional. I was scared, but I was going to do this.

The last part of the dream, I began asking the man if I could also have some bolts. Did he have any bolts he could sell me? And he looked at me in horror. He didn't say anything, but he looked at me like no, you aren't supposed to be able to use this thing! What are you, crazy? I got the sense that he was NOT supposed to hand out crossbow bolts. Oftentimes at Renfests, they do sell weapons, but people buy these weapons so they can hang them from their walls. They don't actually use these weapons. Meanwhile, I as planning to use this one, if I had to.

I began running through several things in my mind, and came to a quick conclusion. Yes, the woods beyond the road were supposed to be some sort of medieval area, just like when we go to Renfests. But none of these guys knew that they had some real, live monsters running around their woods, which required weapons and preparation!

Wow, a medieval time traveling fantasy game all wrapped up in a dream!

Very cool dual world dream. Hope you get the bolts tonight and can finish things up!

Yeah that one was very different, with going back from modern to medieval. I had another one recently. Had nothing to do with gaming, but it's so bizarre ...

This first part is not the dream. My daughter's become fascinated with undersea life, and we've been watching a few nature programs on YouTube about deep-sea animals, the ones that bioluminate.

So the dream I had was really short, matter of fact it was only about 20 seconds long. I was underwater, that was all. I was in that part of the world where sunlight doesn't penetrate so it was completely dark. . And right before me was a bell-like sea creature, sort of like the one at the top in this pic. It was moving around, and all lit up.

I got really frightened. Because we're all used to standing on flat land, yet the surface of the ocean was way below me! I got the sense that I was just floating in the middle of space. Not only that, but I could feel the crushing pressure of being deep underwater! IT is amazing what the subconscious mind can fabricate, and the fact that I could feel those tons of water crushing all around me was the final touch which was really freaky.

That is all. Like I said, it only lasted a few seconds! I was glad to just wake up.

That's a wild dream. Better not watch The Abyss after that!

I had a Fallout dream a few nights ago. I dreamed there was a Deathclaw in my closet. It wasn't really menacing me, but I was worried about it anyhow. So I wanted to get out of the room. But my mother was there too. Then suddenly we weren't in my bedroom anymore.

We were in a shop. I was behind the counter, and mother was in front of it, and the Deathclaw was just outside. I was trying to tell my mother get out and run, but she wouldn't move. But my voice got the Deathclaw's attention, and it started coming in.

I ran out the back door. Then I stopped and waited for my mother to come out. But she never did. Of course we all know what Deathclaw + mother equals. But I couldn't just leave. So I circled around to see what had happened. But I woke up before I could get to the front of the shop and look in through the window.

Wow, hey that is intense. Deathclaws really are a product of nightmares. I'm glad I've never had one in my dreams!

Yea so I had one last night. Let's see. Mostly, this dream took place in two rooms. One of them was large, roughly the size of a school gymnasium (and as tall as one too). The other room was smaller, and set higher above the first room. If you can imagine, the smaller room had windows all the way across its width, with doors leading into the larger room. It looked down into the larger room.

I started off in this smaller room. I believe I was talking to some people in there. I don't remember what I was saying though. I walked into the larger room, which sloped downward, and was full of greenery: trees, shrubs, pathways. It was a gym-sized terrarium, basically.

This part gets really odd. As I'm walking in there, I begin describing to somebody (don't know who) how my gaming schedule works year-round, particularly how in summer / fall I tend to play Fallout more often, but only if it's sunny outside. I'm walking around this giant room, moving through all these plants telling somebody about Fallout. Weird.

Gets weirder though. After moving through the larger room for awhile, I went back up into the smaller one. In this room were just typical room things: tables, chairs, etc. I believe it was also some sort of control room, with a circuit board of some sort, like we'd see in Fallout games.

As I'm moving through this room, a LARGE green-skinned woman wearing funny-looking clothes (maybe even armor) begins following me. She looked just like Mazoga! In the dream though, she was not identified. This Mazoga-looking orc suddenly has a large rope in her hand. A lasso, basically. She begins twirling this lasso around, and casts it around me! I'm like: what the heck? She lassos me in with her rope, and begins trying to give me this huge bear hug and I was like NOOOO!!!!!

'Zoga hugs!

It's Wonder Orc! Or Mazoga Prince. The Lasso of Hestia compels you to tell the truth!

Ha ha I forgot about the wonder orc. It's a good thing I type this stuff down nowadays.

So I wake up this morning and figured I'd play some Fallout 3 today. It's just an easier game to get into. Anyway, had some cereal then went back to sleep. This time I had a New Vegas dream. I guess I was supposed to be Linda Hand in this dream, or maybe I was simply myself. Anyway, I was traveling with a group of others in an old van. There were three others in my group, and one boy. I had just acquired the van somehow.

We left the Vegas area, and were somewhere out in the desert. I pulled into a service station which was surprisingly busy, but mostly with people just moseying around, I was the only person apparently who'd driven a vehicle in, meaning that all these others probably just lived here. The service station was not something modern, with fluorescent or neon lights, in fact it was quite messy. Stuff was lying all over the ground: trash, car parts, etc. There were dozens of hand-drawn signs tacked up all over the shop (which was mostly outdoor) listing prices in horrible handwriting.

I get out the van and walk toward the place's booth. A skinny greasy-looking blond guy gets out, and I ask "Hey, how much for a full tank? I think it's 20 gallons," and the guy sneered "we ain't got no gas here, lady."

So that took care of that. I figured we'd syphon some gas if we had to. There were still cars all over the place, never mind that any gas in them would be 200 years old.

Later on, we'd pulled the van over, and it was getting to be late afternoon. I'd pulled over because we found one of those Rock-o-La machines (whatever they're called) and I figured we'd try to get the entire thing into the back of the van. Now we've got some tunes as we travel! But this proved to be too much work. So all of decided to take a nap.

From this moment, the "camera" separated into a cutscene. It moved around, and showed all of us sleeping in a heap, like a bunch of rodents. But the boy had left us, to go out playing or whatever. Well, this guy wearing all dusty dark clothes had somehow managed to follow us all the way from the service station, on foot. He'd found where we'd stopped, and now was after my van.

He snuck up behind the child, crawling in the sand, and with one motion slit the poor kid's throat. Then the camera showed him moving toward our van. He was approaching from the front (we were all crashed in the back, with its doors open). But before he could get to us, an old man got off his porch and shot the guy with a shotgun. *BAM!* *BAM!* *BAM!* he was a lousy shot, lol. Anyway, when we'd pulled up, this man, and the ranch-style house he lived in, were not there. Now they were.

Because the child died though, the game ended before anything else happened. And then it asked me if I'd like to reload a previous save? And I breathed a sigh of relief, because I knew the last time I saved was way back at that gas station.

Good thing you could reload from that old save!

I had forgotten about this thread.

Had an excellent, lengthy adventure type dream mid last week, an extreme rarity for me any more. Sadly, I now recall next to nothing of it.

One semi recent dream I DO remember much of: I had been away somewhere during the early part of the dream and had recently arrived home (?). Pressed the power button on my PC case. Nothing. Examined the case. Not only was it not plugged in to anything, but its connecting cables were missing. Set the case on my desk. Opened it. Empty!!!!! Now I'm panicked and mad as all get out. Asked around about what in the world was going on. No results at first. Finally some fellow (a relative in the dream) told me my aunt (still alive in her early ninties but younger in the dream) and mom (long since departed) had used the computer while I was gone. (I doubt either ever touched one in RL.) They thought the mouse responded sluggishly so took it (the computer) to a repair shop to fix that. Repairs went a bit overboard. My dream self is distraught by this point. The final portion of the dream consisted of me confronting them and asking Why? Why? Why? Over and over again.

Sounds like not even in our dreams can we escape computer problems

Gosh that sounds horrible Decrepit, more like a nightmare! I've had computer dreams too I'm sure, though I'm not remembering any of them.

I had a gaming dream last night. Sort of. I don't remember a whole lot, except I was in a game like Fallout and I met Renee. She had white hair, and was carrying an AR15. I remember her helping me to my feet after some big baddie had knocked me down. Then we took off in cars and raced down the street. To escape the baddie, or catch him/her/it, I do not know.

Y’all believe dreams are glimpses into the future? That they can be prophetic?

No.

Although that said, I do believe that prophecies can be self-fulfilling. That we fill in the blanks ourselves, and even unconsciously change our behavior, in order for them to come true.

I've had two dreams which turned out to be prophetic. First one was when I was in college! I worked in the college dining hall (in real-life) serving food mostly, and I had a dream in which I got fired. I scoffed this dream, blew it off. Yet later on that same day, I did in fact get fired, and the circumstances of my firing were not anything i could have predicted.

The other prophetic dream happened within the last decade. I can't remember it now, but I typed it up surely. It's in my files.

My hair is technically white (greyish, actually) SR, but I dye it nowadays.

And I had a Fallout dream myself yesterday morning. It was short. I was with three others, all of us were sneaking into some sort of compound. We were in an open room, nice and bright, more Anchorage-like than CW-like. Anyway, we moved into a tighter corridor area, and I motioned my crew to stay put. I felt very proud as I snuck into this corridor, and got a glimpse into the next room.

In the next room was a HUGE robot, which was square in shape and had all sorts of attachments: like arms and vacuum hoses and silly looking eyes. I aimed my gun, which was some sort of assault rifle. Fired. Nothing happened! But the bot was now alerted.

My crew moved in and began taking care of the bot... there was no other choice now. Meanwhile, I moved back into that initial room, and quickly took my gun apart. I realized it was made mostly of plastic, like something I could have bought at Toys 'R' Us. I put it back together again, and fired at a nearby wall. It shot a small, harmless pellet, nothing to fear, from any enemy's point of view.