Dream Logs

Posting this topic mainly because I've always loved writing down my dreams. But I also like to hear other peoples dreams too - fun or scary. Sometimes, getting a dream off your mind cna be a good thing too.

So, have an interesting dream to share? Post it here and lets share them.

My Dreams to Date:

[b]Feb 2nd, 2012:[/b]

So, I'm in this restaurant, with a crap ton of other people. Apparently, the zombie Apocalypse had reared it's ugly head and people were trying to get what food they could. Well, the staff at the restaurant didn't have anymore good food, so they were serving eggs, bacon, and pancakes - all of which had gone bad. People were throwing up and while I couldn't see them, I could hear them from where I was standing.

All of a sudden, I noticed a hug car pull up outside. These three guys come out and start banging on the doors. No one else seemed to pay attention to them, so I went out and asked them what they wanted.

They said 'women' and immediately throw me in the car - going in to take a few other people out; those being some random girl and one of the people I work with at the library.

We somehow get away - though, I'm not sure how. But we get away, and hide in the local church.

Apparently, my house was set right beside the church. I go in to retrieve some items and find none other then Hatter going through my stuff in my room. (How she would have made it to Ohio - I don'e know). Anyway, she tells me she's going off on her own and I just burst into tears because I don't want her to.

Somehow, that convinces her not to go off and stays with myself and the person I work with. After that, I don't really know what happened. I woke up and then fell back asleep without anymore dreams that I can recall.

Feb 5, 2012:

This dream was very violent, from what I recall.

It was a Pokemon related dream. I was in Hoenn, just finding out about the news from Wallace that N's father/guardine (whatever he is), has not just set his sights on Unova - but Hoenn and the other regions as well. Being as he was the champion, he wanted to protect his home and the people residing on the number of islands.

And so, I choose to do the same, along with Steven and the other members of the Elite Four.

Little did I know, this would turn into horrid events.

I recall seeing an army over the ocean - specifially that of Zekrom. It was pouring rain. We were all soaked to the bone. The one leading the attack demanded that we give up quietly and simply let them take over. When Wallace defied this order, the one leading the attack ordered Zekrom to attack. However, he misjudged the aim and I found that the bolt of lightning was heading straight for myself.

I was suddenly shoved out of the way and, to my horror, found that Wallace had taken the attack for me. The bolt shot straight through his chest. Blood was everywhere as he collapsed.

I remember being in shock for a moment before realization dawned on me - then I cried a lot over the fact that he had died.

Then I woke up, not so pleasantly, by my cat.

Feb 6, 2012:

I don't really recall much of this dream. All I know is, God gave everyone Digimon and some evil force was chasing myself and a group of kids.

That's about it.

Feb 10, 2012:

Let's just say when Hatter told me last night; "Wallace wants your love", my dream decided to take it literally.

April 1, 2012:

I finally had a dream I actually remember! So I'm gonna post it!

So, this kind spawned from playing too much Operation Raccoon City and talking too much about the zombie story with Hatter. Onto the dream.

The world is pretty much no more except for small towns that are heavily protected. Survivors obviously live in this town - having very basic laws. You kill someone, you're hanged. However - out in the 'ruin', as they call it, where the zombies are; there is no law.

Getting to the point - Umbrella betrayed Vector and Beltway (I was with them for whatever reason), my code name being Ookami and my suit looking more like that of the doctor in Assassin's Creed 2, mask and all (only, my mask had the blue glowing eyes going on like the others).

We stumbled upon this town and we attempt to stay in this town for safety reasons until we can up and go. This seemed like a great idea to myself - whereas Vector was a little more cautions, not getting close to the people. He didn't trust anyone whereas, I attempted to see these people as what they were; people. Even going as far as finally putting on some normal clothing and taking off my mask to blend in a little (whereas Vector and Beltway refused to do so. Beltway was a little more friendly with the people - however, attempting to clear up zombies that came too close to the barricades with explosives.)

The issue was, we'd come into this town at a horrible time. A man known as Charlie - who was a Bounty Hunter. He was known for causing quite a bit of trouble out in the Ruin but talking as if he were some hero in town; fooling most into thinking he could easily be trusted.

Charlie had been giving a kid trouble - that being about a 'zombie card' that had a picture of someone called 'The Lost Girl' on it. Apparently, he had been looking for this girl for quite some time to kill. Naturally, because I can't mind my own business, I defend the kid and get back handed from doing so.

The kid attempts to help my up while I rubbed my face trying to numb the pain when his brother comes along and puts Charlie in his place. He offers me to come to his home, which I do - hoping to hear more about this man and what his deal was.

While the kids train (his brother was training to go into the Ruin with him), he sat down with me and began to explain. At this point, Vector finds me, quickly taking note to the bag of ice laid on my cheek. He demands to know what had happened and why I'd been hurt, which Tom (the older brother) nods and explains what had happened.

Vector, is of course, pissed of hearing the events. I try to keep him calm while Tom explains.

Tom explains that it's best not to get involved with Charlie anymore, which Vector seems very pleased to hear said advice and starts watching me like a hawk where ever I happen to be. He even gets Beltway in on it. Beltway kind of apologizes for the continually surveillance but does his best to make light of a bad situation and jokes about it as much as he can.

At this point - a storm hits over night and Charlie takes the chance to murder two people - a man and a woman, and kidnap the woman's daughter. He also attempts to get trained mercenaries killed by leading a zombie to the door of our temporary home. Of course the zombie didn't last long and Vector had had enough at this point. When he heard Tom and his brother were going after the kidnapped girl, he made it known that we we're going with them, proclaiming "It's safer out there then it is in here."

And that's about the time I woke up the first time.

Loved the dream though. Haven't had one that I can actually remember in such detail for a long time~.

April 27, 2012:

This one I had a few weeks ago but never really wrote it out. But I just thought of it today, so I had that friendly reminder.

It was at the point of the end of Operation Raccoon City where you can choose to defend Leon or kill him. Well, due to being so heavily rooted under orders, myself and Beltway where to only ones who choose to defend Leon.

At a point, I was standing in front of Leon while Vector pointed a pistol in my face. I had said something along the lines of "Your orders or us", which got him hesisting for a time. Lupo was ordering him to shoot me and get the job finished, that those were their orders and he had no other choice.

It had me nervous for a moment but I stood my ground until he made his decision - which ended up being turning on his orders and defending not only Leon but myself.

There was a slight skip when we ended up outside Raccoon City in time before the whole place was destroyed. Beltway managed to stop me for a brief moment and asked "How'd ya know he wouldn't shoot you?"

And I reply with a "I didn't~."

And then I woke up. :D The end!

April 29, 2012:

Had another angst dream.

Vector had protected me from gun fire, I believe it was. Ended up getting rather hurt and later, went into a coma. I sat at his bedside for who knows how long, just waiting for him to wake up. Some would drift in and out awkwardly. Others like Beltway would stay for a while, just keeping me company.

He told me a lot that 'It wasn't your fault' and would leave me with those words.

Bertha got fed up quick and often started ordering me to leave and 'go get your own rest'. Of course, I never moved from the spot. I just waited until he would wake up.

Then I woke up. It was all rather depressing and angsty...and left me wondering if he was really okay.

April 30, 2012:

All of the angsty dreams apparently.

Kk, this one I had last night.

This apparently takes place after Raccoon City and may tie into what I was writing last night (Diaries of the Dead). What happened was apparently Vector was captured by the remaining members of WOLFPACK that were still alive and were supposed to be containing any information. I.E. Kill all survivors.

Well, Beltway had said that we needed to move on - that there was nothing I could do and to keep going. I obviously didn't listen.

I somehow managed to track down the place the remaining WOLFPACK members were and found Bertha had tortured Vector to near death and back. I somehow managed to sneak in, get him (barely conscious much less alive) and get out without being detected.

There was a brief skip in the dream. I found Vector was shielding me from something. I assume some time had passed considering he was on his feet. But quite clearly, he was protecting me from something; his pistol had been raised while his free hand kept pushing me backward.

Turned out, what he was pushing me away from - or rather who; was Bertha.

God, I was scared. And what she had said scared me more - "Oh, you have a little pet? Perhaps I should torture her first and make you watch."

Then my alarm clock went off and I woke up.

God...Bertha is in my dreams now...or should I say my nightmares...

June 11, 2012:

Had a rather angsty dream last night. Finally get an Avengers dream and it turns out depressing. How about that?

Anyways.

The dream started out I was working on a farm. Apparently, I owned some land and had some horses. Loki had been staying with me. Apparently, the judgement passed onto him was he had to live like a normal mortal, no god like powers or anything of the sort. I choose to take him in when no one else would.

So, after some time, we got to know each other and were considerably closer as a pair. However, a chance came along for Loki to regain his powers. There was a catch. He had to choose someone to kill, shed their blood as a sacrafic to regain what he wanted most. So, he choose me, believing I would be the easiest of targets.

I guess he lied, which really shouldn't be a surprise. But we acted as if it was just a trip. Like there was nothing out of the ordinary.

So at a point, we'd entered this odd cave. This cave was unnatrual and had these really odd looking carvings on the walls that I had been looking at. With my being distracted, Loki had pulled a knife and was either planning to stab me or slit my throat. But time ticked away and he decided that he apparently was unable to do it, dropped the knife and pulled me into a hug.

I'd inquired as to why he was getting so emotional - that it was unlike him, completely oblivious to the knife inches away from us.

But, no happy ending there. Whatever had lured Loki in with this deal was angry that Loki had not gone through with the plan and now turned it's rage full force on the god turned mortal.

Protecting me, he shoves me out of the way and takes a hard hit. There's blood everywhere. He'd fallen and I suppose I presumed that the hit had killed him instantly. I lose my head, burst into tears and just cradle him, totally dismissing my discomfort with blood.

The Avengers for some reason finally manage to catch up (had no idea they had been following in the first place). I'm having a panic attack and am being pulled away until I lose consciousness.

When I 'woke' in the dream, I was in a hospital. Loki had immediately started speaking with me but I was confused. I'd lost all memory of the man and wasn't sure of how to respond to his immediate concern.

Bruce had to pull him away and explained that the trauma I'd under went was enough that my mind apparently decided I had to forget completely about Loki to save itself and keep me alive; thus, the amnesia falling only on memories of him - not anyone else.

Bruce went on and suggested that Loki try to re-work a relationship and build from a new start instead of trying to force me to remember; that taking a gradual step foward might help trigger memories to return.

That's all I really recall from the dream other then sitting with him once, asking what was the matter and at one point, bawling my eyes out because I couldn't remember him but I'd desperately wanted to.

Depressing dream, isn't it?

June 16, 2012:

Dream last night~.

It was at the point in the movie Thor when his friends go to ask the king - now Loki, to allow Thor to return. For some reason - I was there, the only one who stood (it seemed I didn't know to much of the standards they lived by) and listened as Loki denied their request.

They stormed off while I lingered behind. Loki had extended a hand, gesturing for me to come forward. He has said "As long as I remain king of Asgard, you will never suffer alone."

I threw my arms around his neck and he'd swept me into a hug. I remember he did not drop the spear but rather, allowed it to remain in hand and seemed to use it as a protective warning, as if to say if you mess with her, you're messing with me.

I woke up after.

July 3, 2012
Appearently, I've recently left my current high school for private schooling. Of course, they all had uniforms, though they seemed to resemble the school uniforms seen here in the Tales of Fandom game. (yeah, I've been watching way too many Tales videos, don't care. XD)

I guess I finally snapped during one class and got in a huge argument with a girl who looked like the blonde girl in the video - Natalia - and was sent to the detention hall. The thing is, I think I was just trying to get her to see my side of things. I woke up after that.

Confusing yes?

9/15/2012

I was just walking around town near Main Street, listening to my MP3 Player. It was cold, so I didn't really see anyone outside. Then suddenly I hear footsteps and snickering behind me. When I turned, I saw it was a small gang of thugs. I was filled with fear and immediately ran away, they chased after. I ran into the Marathon store at the gas station - thankfully it was open, but no one was inside - and I ran into the back room. I could see through the window, they were looking for me and could hear them yelling the most vulgar things.

One soon saw me, and alerted the others. I ran to the corner in the back as I heard them come through. They soon found me, and who I guess was the (huge) leader picked up a old iron pipe on the floor, laughing and taughting me. Out of fear, I was pushing myself against the wall, practically whimpering and squeezing my eyes shut. However, nothing happened. When I opened them, I saw all of them had been knocked out, and one of my friends was standing in the middle asking if I was okay. Then I woke up.

Why must my dreams confuse me?