Wil's Dream Analysis Thread (New dream posted! :) )

[d20Dwarf]

Ok, so I wake up this morning thinking that I work for Mongoose Publishing. Except their offices are in a huge, gothic-looking warehouse complete with localized black clouds and rain, howling winds, and fearsome gargoyles. When I went inside, they were binding their own books using vellum covers and glue paint with these huge, cartoonish brushes. Mongoose Matt was there glue painting away with the rest of them, and I thought it was strange.

Oh, they were putting together the first shipment of Eberron.

 

[Greatwyrm]

Obviously, the office and warehouse represent a general fear of taking on a new job or your lack of job security (can't imagine either in the gaming industry though ).

The vellum covers and hand binding reveal that while you have these fears, you have a feeling that Mongoose puts out high quality material.

The fact they were assmebling Eberron shows a sense that you feel there is something large coming you way, which you have no control over. Some people fear such an event, regardless of the outcome. Others acknowledge a lack of input and hope for the best.

 

[jaerdaph]

I'm a strict Freudian. Unless there was something phalic-shaped, I can't help you...

 

[cildarith]

Umm, whatever you had for dinner last night... I don't recommend the leftovers.

 

[Teflon Billy]

I had a dream where I went to my girlfriend's house and she had taken all of the mechanical stuff in her house (Washer/Dryer, Dishwasher, Toaster etc) and dissasembled it all and, along with parts from her car, had built a Robot about twice the size of her garage.

I complimented her on a wonderful sculpture (she's an artist) but expressed concernt hat it had wrecked all of her stuff.

She looked at me like Iwas crazy and told me that it wasn;t a sculpture, it was functional and we climbed inside this big robot.

The inside was cut whole-cloth from her Subaru, and as i settled into the passenger seat she hit the gas and the view from the windshield went up/down and forward (we were walking.

So she took us down commercial drive, and someone cut her off in traffic, so she yelled out the robot's armpit at them. They gave her the finger.

She grabbed what i thought was the emergency brake, but turned out to be a joystick for controlling the robot's arms and grabbed the offending car, tore in in half and extracted the driver; whome she then popped into the robot's mouth.

Blood, guts and bone rained down on us unexpectedly (she shrieked in amused profanity that she didn't think the robot would "Chew and Swallow".

We abandoend the Robot at the side of the road for fear that police would come, and went and got a drink at The Silvertone, our local bar. Accordianist Anna Bon-Bon was playing

That's all I remmeber.

Nothing about Eberron, though.

It was my favorite dream ever

 

[d20Dwarf]

That sounds sorta like the one i had recently where my planet was being invaded by Imperials and I stole an AT-ST walker, liberated the planet, and then fought off the barbarian tribe that was trying to assassinate me.

 

[MEG Hal]

That sounds sorta like the one i had recently where my planet was being invaded by Imperials and I stole an AT-ST walker, liberated the planet, and then fought off the barbarian tribe that was trying to assassinate me.

you
SCARE
ME!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[Number47]

I always dream that I'm spiderman. Only I'm not in costume. I'm just doing ordinary, everyday things usually, or maybe I'm running from people or whatever. I never do the spiderman stuff, it's just that I know that is who I am when not in my secret identity.

I have dreams that I'm a pirate. These are not real exciting dreams, though. I'm the quartermaster of the pirate ship and I have to take care of stuff like stocking up on food while at port.

I have these dreams that I'm in a big building, usually a hospital. People are trying to get me. Maybe I'm escaping, or breaking in. So I keep moving from one floor to another, climbing stair, finding secret corridors. I never encounter the people chasing me, but I know that if I stop anywhere, they will be able to get me. I don't worry about it too much, though, because I am much more clever than they are.

 

[Mongoose_Matt]

Re: Wil's Dream Analysis Thread

Ok, so I wake up this morning thinking that I work for Mongoose Publishing. Except their offices are in a huge, gothic-looking warehouse complete with localized black clouds and rain, howling winds, and fearsome gargoyles. When I went inside, they were binding their own books using vellum covers and glue paint with these huge, cartoonish brushes. Mongoose Matt was there glue painting away with the rest of them, and I thought it was strange.

Didn't think you had been to our offices. . .

 

[Breakstone]

Okay. Let's see if anyone can analyze this one:

So, the King of Turtles wants to be the highest in the land again. Yertle the Turtle, his chief advisor, rolls his eyes as he and the other turtles stack under their king. The King climbs higher and higher as the other turtles stack under him. Finally, all the turtles have stacked, but the King isn't satisfied.

So Yertle the Turtle suggests that the King jump up while giant black falcons, which he has control over because he is higher up than them, land and perch under him. The King Turtle does so, and floats down with his shell parachute onto the backs of these giant black falcons.

Keep in mind that this is all in the animation style of Dr. Seus.

Then Yertle the Turtle points out that the King Turtle isn't higher than ALL the birds, as Robin (yes, as in Batman & Robin) floats by in a hot-air baloon.

(Now, the hot air baloon is explainable. The only episode of that cheesey Batman & Robin series I've ever seen is when they're in a hot air baloon.)

So the King Turtle orders his lowest turtles to climb onto ladders. So they do. Two ladders, in fact, one on each side of the lowest turtle.

Then it starts to get weird.

So, Batman, Robin, and Captain Marvel all walk under the turtles, in the animation style of the Super Friends. They're all smiling big, cheesy smiles with their hands on their hips.

Batman blinks, looks at the turtles, blinks, looks at the ladders, then, still smiling, kicks the ladders away.

As the turtles tumble down, Batman, Robin, and Captain Marvel all run off in different directions, but Captain Marvel turns back, runs under the turtles once again, and runs off in the opposite direction.

And that, my friends, is the weirdest dream I've ever had.