Official "Odd Dreams" Topic

[Elija2]

Or maybe I'm just paranoid.

I mean, I don't blame you for being paranoid but if you want to be happy you have to come out eventually.

Prove it with numbers.

Okay.

# of people with cross-dressing fetish: 5,464,236
# of people with plant girl fetish: 159,104
# of people with slime girl fetish: 505,841

Source: FetChartz

[jkid101094]

Nice job coming up with a fake source.

[Hakudamashi]

I had a dream I was a parkouring squirrel for two nights straight, coincidentally when I decided to start doing push-ups before bed.

Weird.

[Ioshyriku]

Finally someone broke the awkward discussion.

Lately I haven't been remembering my dreams.

[Riot_Monsterous]

The dream I had last night was pretty weird.
I was at a tattoo parlor, just chillin', waiting to get a tattoo for my lower back. All of a sudden, some skaters come in. I'm leaned up against the desk, with my elbows propped. Apparently that means I'm a ramp to one of  the younger skaters. And he's just like.. is doing tricks off my butt. oAo  And I'm apparently totally okay with this and just let him for the entire wait. Then it finally comes time to get the tattoo. It looks pretty cool c: it was kind of a graffiti like design.
  I go back out, the skaters are still there, but with video cameras this time. So they take videos of the tricks and end up putting it on YouTube.

[jkid101094]

I expected that to get kinkier than it did. Luckily it didn't otherwise I'd need to move this to the 18+ section.

[Elija2]

That's the funniest thing I've ever heard.

[Riot_Monsterous]

I expected that to get kinkier than it did. Luckily it didn't otherwise I'd need to move this to the 18+ section.

Naw owo" my dreams don't get kinky too often. But when they do.. it's super weird.

[Elija2]

jkid's gonna make an Official Kinky Dreams Topic eventually.

[Hakudamashi]

The dream I had last night was pretty weird.
I was at a tattoo parlor, just chillin', waiting to get a tattoo for my lower back. All of a sudden, some skaters come in. I'm leaned up against the desk, with my elbows propped. Apparently that means I'm a ramp to one of  the younger skaters. And he's just like.. is doing tricks off my butt. oAo  And I'm apparently totally okay with this and just let him for the entire wait. Then it finally comes time to get the tattoo. It looks pretty cool c: it was kind of a graffiti like design.
  I go back out, the skaters are still there, but with video cameras this time. So they take videos of the tricks and end up putting it on YouTube.

No upskirt shots
0/10
worst dream ever.

[Riot_Monsterous]

jkid's gonna make an Official Kinky Dreams Topic eventually.

that would be hawt :U

No upskirt shots
0/10
worst dream ever.

No, but there was booty shorts . c:

[Hakudamashi]

No, but there was booty shirts . c:

I see
Carry on then.

[jkid101094]

So I had a weird dream last night. A really weird dream.

I woke up in a bed in a hotel on my birthday naked for some reason as a bunch of friends of my cousins kept coming into the room to ask me where the pool was. Since the pool was literally on the other side of the wall and we could see it through some windows all I had to do was point and send them off.

So eventually mom woke me up (in real life) to babysit my sister while she picked Ronnie up somewhere. After that I went right back to bed and the dream continued.

This time I was in the pool with my family, playing games and eating ice cream. Since I was eating ice cream in a fucking pool like a dumbass I kept getting pool water in it (and thusly ice cream in the pool water) which I had to pour out occasionally. It's also worth noting that the pool area was very similar to that of another dream which took place in a different hotel (but wasn't interesting enough to post here).

I can't remember if this was around the time mom woke me up to take my pill (three hours later) but regardless the dream continued with another skip afterwards.

I was fully clothed in the Hotel lobby. It look more like an arcade than a hotel, though, because it had that stereotypical purple carpet with planets on it. It was there I got curious if an old crush of mine was there (I dream about her more than I'd like to admit) so waited for the guy in a bunny suit at the front desk to move so I could check the books at the desk. Then a tomboyish looking girl walked up to me with black hair, a red cap and a green purse draped over her shoulder (because everyone in my dream had backpacks or purses for some reason). I think she asked me what I was doing and we got to talking.

Our conversation ended with her wanting to punch me in the head really badly so I'd say we hit it off pretty well. The scene pretty much ended with us showing each other our room cards and going back to our rooms together (the room cards were just while slips with our room numbers printed on them). When we got in the elevator some big dude was nice enough to let everyone go ahead of him but when he tried to get in he was kicked out by another kid for apparently causing us to exceed the weight limit. This pissed him off so the kid just closed the door and asked everyone for their room numbers.

Apparently using the elevator wasn't as easy as just pushing a button, no. You had to type each individual room number in separately (and they were like six digits each) and then the elevator would take you to the floors each room was on. The evelavor itself was a circular room with "benches" placed around the walls to give people places to sit. For some reason though the elevator managed to go so fast that when going down a floor it was actually hard not to just fly out of your seat. The fact that the entire room was all trippy looking and purple colored added to the weird effect.

So eventually the two of us got to my floor (floor 4, I think) only to discover that there were rooms numbering in the thousands on each floor. The entire floor was, again, a circle with a maze of hallways spanning throughout it. Unlike the first floor, however, this one was casino themed and had slot machines in front of each vacant door. Most of the hallways met at four-way intersections with signs above them telling you which rooms were down that hall and (if you were lucky enough to find the outer most wall) there were large windows giving you a nice view of the city below.

After a bit of walking and looking at numbers we eventually found what appeared to be a carnival-esque game stand. The lady at the counter would offer two free tries to each new customer but we passed on it. Turns out we had a ViP room next to the counter and, after knocking on the door, I was greeted by my entire family (or at least my close relatives). While I was telling my family how much of a pain in the ass it was to find the room the girl traveling with me took off unannounced which took me awhile to even notice. Curious about my new "friend" I left the room to search for her before realizing I still had her room number.

I raced down to the third floor (again taking the trippy elevator) and searched for her room only to find out something shocking. A man there stood behind a slot machine that had obviously blocked the door previously. When I asked him about my friend (I think her name was Imma De Flowered which really makes me wonder what the fuck was going through my head last night) he told me that the name actually belonged to him and that the girl had not only stole his room number, likeness and card key but never came back to the room causing the establishment to presume it vacant and put the slot machine back. He also let me in on the fact that the girl had no family, and this was presumably why she ran when she saw mine.

So confused I found a nearby table and emptied out the backpack I apparently had when some blonde chick came up to me and started taking everything she wanted for herself. I yelled at her for it but she ignored me so I packed my shit up and went to look for my friend on the second floor. Blondie scooted next to me in the elevator but I wasn't having her shit so I stayed as far away from her as possible until we hit the second floor. I got out and left her ASAP because fuck that noise.

The second floor was unlike the others in that it was themed around a city. The hotel rooms were replaced by miniature buildings and the hotel even went as far as to add a slope that led down into a tunnel or parking garage. After a bit of walking around and taking in the view of the indoor city and it's fake sky I headed back to the first floor where the two of us first met.

Upon arriving the bunnie at the front desk was gone so I could get a good look at the check-in books. After wading through them it appeared that my crush apparently was staying in the hotel, though I didn't care. I just wanted to find the black haired girl and ask her questions...and maybe out to diner.

I woke up again, I think because of my uncle and mom's screaming and went back to bed for the final time today. This dream instead began at my house with me driving an invisible car to find out where the hotel was or even what it's name was. All I could remember is that it was a big purple tower and no matter how hard I searched I never found it and thus, never saw the girl again.

So remember, kids. You may think you're a hopeless romantic, but at least you aren't the one crushing on girls that you meet in your dreams who then ask to punch you in the face.

[Elija2]

You're a great storyteller, jkid.

[jkid101094]

That you for the sarcasm.