Weird Dreams

A few nights ago, I had a dream where a monster was attacking a city ala Cloverfield, and I was running around with people trying to escape from it. At some point we came to a building where some CIA guys were complaining that they had used every weapon they could think of against it, to which one of the guys I was running with said, "There's one you haven't tried." He then starts running to the top of the building (which is on fire and filled with angry bears.) Me, the guy's girlfriend, and the leader of the CIA guys ran after, dodging bears along the way. When we reached the top, the guy yells to the monster, which looks pretty similar to Cloverfield to stop. The monster immedietly obeys. Then it starts dancing. Then the guy falls off the building to his death. The monster dies at the same time he did.

Then, I go on a road trip with the guy's girlfriend, who's pretty upset about the whole affair. We stop at a church in the deep south that preaches love of all God's creatures, then sees nothing wrong with the news that a black man was savagely beat. I try to point out what's wrong with that, but realize they don't understand.

And then I find out the reason the guy died is because the CIA man pushed him, fearing he would abuse the power of the monster.

And then I woke up.

Stupid anticlimax.
 
Okay, I'm currently running a 99°F fever, so this could explain the dream.


In a nutshell, I'm Tony Stark's daughter, and he's kidnapped, and I steal a prototype armor, to rescue him (ala Iron Eagle).



W00t, thread post #666
 
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I had this dream the other night where I was watching wrestling, but instead of ring ropes they had a fence of chainsaws on which people would get eviscerated, and every time I tried focusing on somebody's face they would turn into hideous looking monsters, and there was this persistent knocking at my door that I was terrified to answer.

I think demons were trying to possess me.
 
Wonderful dream last night. A night on the town with some friends and an 18-year-old Elizabeth Hurley, who I got along great with. There was a huge full moon, but then we realized there was another, smaller moon crossing in front of it, and the people in the streets celebrated as we discovered the Second Moon Of Earth.

We went to a hospital for some reason, and I was joking around with Elizabeth Hurley, and just when I started thinking wow, I wanna be with her, this other girl who I actually know and have been on-and-off (secretly) in love with for the past few years walks in and we hug each other.

I became aware that this was a dream shortly after this and desperately longed not to have to wake up.
 
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The only version of Elizabeth Hurley I will accept is the "100ft tall Satan In A Bikini" version.

All other versions are moot and disappointing.
 
The only version of Elizabeth Hurley I will accept is the "100ft tall Satan In A Bikini" version.

All other versions are moot and disappointing.

The funny thing was, even though she was my age, she had still had her whole career and everything. At one point we were talking about how a lot of actor's don't know how to hold guns for some reason, and I was going to bring up Hugh Grant in Mickey Blue Eyes(which I've never actually seen), and then remembered not to because of all that tabloid **** they were in together.

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I second this.

Giant Satan In A Bikini Hurley. Giganta. Nancy Archer.


I think I have a thing for giant women. There's gotta be an official fetish name for this. I'm sure there's just a secret section of porn dedicated to women in loincloths trampling buildings.


*heads over to Google*
 
Giant Satan In A Bikini Hurley. Giganta. Nancy Archer.


I think I have a thing for giant women. There's gotta be an official fetish name for this. I'm sure there's just a secret section of porn dedicated to women in loincloths trampling buildings.


*heads over to Google*

it's called Macro, I know this, as I get occasional commission requests for it.
 

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