Weirdest Dream or Nightmare?

[Great Chuck Norris]

All of my nightmares have involved Chuck Norris. No joke.

[The Cobalt Sky]

All of my nightmares have involved Chuck Norris. No joke.

Is your nation that of your nightmares?

[Wisconsin9]

I used to have a series of dreams, about one per year, where there was a black hole at the center of a mall that was the size of a city, with rapid-transit lines and everything. In the last one, me and my family fell in, and it spat us out at the city dump.

The other one that I feel qualifies was the Galactic Empire attacking Long Island.

[Corpseville]

Weirdest dream... I mean, nightmare... was about NS... in Summer.

I actually can't remember my dreams, so I don't know.

[LA Cheese]

I dreamed that my mom was telling me she had been killed by my step-dad.

[New Grestin]

I once had a really odd dream. I kept waking up in my bed, in the dream. Nothing was different, but every time I went to sleep, I always dreamed I was in my room, laying down in bed.

It genuinely freaked me out because I wasn't sure what was real for a few hours after that.

[Lordieth]

I once had a really odd dream. I kept waking up in my bed, in the dream. Nothing was different, but every time I went to sleep, I always dreamed I was in my room, laying down in bed.

It genuinely freaked me out because I wasn't sure what was real for a few hours after that.

It's called a False awakening. I've had a few of them myself. It's a very trippy experience. I'll dream about waking up, and going about my day, and things are generally going wrong or not quite right, but I'm utterly convinced I'm awake. Then I wake up, and realise I was dreaming. It's both amazing and disturbing. I think because it tricks the mind into thinking you're awake, your mind tries to piece together your day, but it takes some creative licence to fill in some of the blanks, which is why things invariably begin to get weird.

[Victoriala]

I got a fuckton of those, but recently my latest one is what I call my favorite.

As far as I can remember there was a square American Mosque (which existed before the europeans came to the continent, implying there were muslims in america pre-columbus idk). I was in there, reciting a badly-worded kind of Azan, with the Imam neutrally and politely asking me to leave, which I said yes. Then for some weird reason it was said to become a church, with some weird legend about this lovable crazy old man with a book and his relation to the clergymen of that church. Idk what happened, there were gold leaking and spreading on the church roofs, some miracles that made that old man respected and turned to a saint. Then it was revealed the book holds knowledge from many nations (from Europe to e. Asia). Fast forward to the present the church/mosque became a museum and auditorium of some sort, and a reincarnation of the Saint Crazy Old Man (played by Keanu Reeves) was trying to figure the book out in front of the audience (he was explaining a Georgian language section of it). He then read it aloud and the crowd cheers, with the pope (?) coming to him and giving him a handshake. Then switch to (without any transition at all) a horrible eldritch rendition of Kill-la-Kill and a Splatoon/Cowboy Bebop chase.

The internet fucks your brain over.

[New DeCapito]

I remember this:

I was Mr. Bean, running down a long, dusty road. My legs weren't working properly, so they were really long and elastic for some reason. Then, two Chinese assassins caught up with me and shot me in the back. Then I woke up.

[Planeia]

Weirdest dream: It was actually a couple days ago. I was Superman... fighting the Joker. Except I wasn't fighting. The Joker had me locked up in some prison, with these "webs" everywhere that were made of Kryptonite. For some reason, the webs had this ability to where you can put your ear next to them and hear what's going on rooms away, so I had to be really quiet when I escaped my cell. I eventually found this main room, where I did a bunch of stuff, found a little girl and freed her, blah blah blah. It turns out what I was doing in that main room was setting up a trap for the Joker, because when he attacked, the trap went off. That's when I woke up. It was a very mysterious dream.

Weirdest nightmare: My grandmother, whom I love extremely dearest, was attacked by a squid monster. It didn't really scare me, it just pissed me off because I love my grandma. I don't really recall having many nightmares, at least not something on the level of things you'd see in horror movies. Then again, I grew up with the internet, and it desensitized me to a lot of things. I probably could've had a nightmare and not realize it.

You should ask me what the funniest dream I've had was!

Weird can also mean funny

Well, the funniest dream I had was: I was walking to Wendy's, and all of a sudden this troll (actual troll, not internet troll) started running toward me to attack. I promptly brought a blade from I don't even know where, and sliced him up. I then notice that around the corner, an alien was approaching the Wendy's. I decided to become the internet troll, and pick up the troll's body, hide behind the corner, and jump out holding the troll's terrifying body to scare the alien. The look on that alien's face: PRICELESS. His already big almond eyes widened like hell. He then started to attack, not me, but the troll, with his laser gun. At that moment was when I woke up, laughing hysterically, because of the alien's reaction.

[Planeia]

I had been on NS for about three hours before I went to bed, so it went something like this:

I started out falling for a while. Just falling through darkness. That happens a lot, not so weird.

Next, I landed, and I was the size of Alaska. Alaska was a disputed territory in this RP we were working on, so that kind of made sense, I guess.

Then it all went to hell when my apartment came with me. So my phone was the size of Anchorage, and my kitchen wound up being on top of the North Pole. Don't ask me why I turned it on, but I did. I then proceeded to melt the North Pole while making beer-battered cod.

Next, I decided to go to work for some reason. So I walked inside the Earth and down the the garage, where instead of my BMW, I found a Lamborghini (Aventador I believe, though it might have been Veneno) with KSP rocket engines on the back. Curious, I got inside and started up the car, and when I hit the gas, the rocket engines sent me flying through the wall and into the street (I think I had shrunk by then).

So now I find myself hurtling through space, and then all of a sudden I crash right in front of the office. Only instead of all my colleagues are posters from NS. I saw Valaran, someone I thought was Conserative Morality, and a few others like Merizoc, Irav, Yohannes, New Aeyariss, and Bratislav (who was just a floating body because he went inactive). All of them had their nation flag on their shirts along with their names. Side note: I went up to CM and asked him if he was 'Conservative Morality'. He beat the shit out of me because I didn't say it right or something.

So at this point I'm basically bleeding out, because CM could really fight here - he kicked my martial arts ass - so I go and try to find some bandaids. Only on the way to the nurses office, I get stopped by what I thought was DLN - or maybe it was NERVUN, it was a red flag. They yelled at me for spilling blood everywhere and told me to go home. Then they snapped their fingers and I was home.

Now, I get my hateful neighbors from downstairs banging on my door. I go out there to see what the fuck they want, and they say I'm playing bass too loud. I don't know what they're talking about, because I don't have any music on Sonos and I don't even like bass - when this bass music starts blaring through my speakers. The noise literally threw me off my feet, sound-weapon style, and through my back window out into California. I landed on my head. That's when stuff started to go crazy.

When I got up, everything had this rainbow tint to it. Colors were exaggerated, and the sky was purple and green. So I just start wandering around my neighborhood, and when I walk into an alley I see what I think are all the mods standing in a circle, with what appeared to be [violet] in the center. They shouted some ritual stuff, a beam of light appeared around [violet], she moved out of the way, and then the Lord Max Barry came down, on one knee Terminator-style. Then the circle breaks, and He heads right for me. I'm sort of terrified at this point, but I don't have my gun and I can't figure out how to move my limbs, so I just stand there as Max says in this loud, booming voice, "I DECLARE YOU ... DOS!" Then he pulled this giant-ass staff, at least 30 feet tall, out of his back pocket. I have no idea how it got there, or how he held it, but he swung it and he hit me with such force that I flew off the planet, through the Solar System, the Galaxy, the Cluster, and then somehow I would up in the Matrix. The rest of my night was spent sitting, tied to a chair, listening to Neo scream in my ear.

When I woke up, I was laying spread eagled on my kitchen counter with a physics book open between me and my cat. I wrote down what happened and then tried to pretend it never happened.

Inb4 mods come in with red text and say "HE KNOWS TOO MUCH, DOS HIM!"

[Confederate Ramenia]

I once had a dream/nightmare about a NS user, frequent forum, and philosophical argument poster called Russel's Orbiting Teapot.

[Nova Dixie]

I had a dream that I walked into the kitchen and my mom was facing the stove with her back to me. When I went to say hello she stabbed me in the neck with a knife from Scream. I started to run to my neighbors house and when I reached the front door they refused to let me in because of family game night. At that time I looked over at my front porch and my mom came out and turned and looked at me. I woke up, went into the kitchen and instead of a knife in the neck my mom gave me a bacon sandwich.

[United States of Conner]

I had been on NS for about three hours before I went to bed, so it went something like this:

I started out falling for a while. Just falling through darkness. That happens a lot, not so weird.

Next, I landed, and I was the size of Alaska. Alaska was a disputed territory in this RP we were working on, so that kind of made sense, I guess.

Then it all went to hell when my apartment came with me. So my phone was the size of Anchorage, and my kitchen wound up being on top of the North Pole. Don't ask me why I turned it on, but I did. I then proceeded to melt the North Pole while making beer-battered cod.

Next, I decided to go to work for some reason. So I walked inside the Earth and down the the garage, where instead of my BMW, I found a Lamborghini (Aventador I believe, though it might have been Veneno) with KSP rocket engines on the back. Curious, I got inside and started up the car, and when I hit the gas, the rocket engines sent me flying through the wall and into the street (I think I had shrunk by then).

So now I find myself hurtling through space, and then all of a sudden I crash right in front of the office. Only instead of all my colleagues are posters from NS. I saw Valaran, someone I thought was Conserative Morality, and a few others like Merizoc, Irav, Yohannes, New Aeyariss, and Bratislav (who was just a floating body because he went inactive). All of them had their nation flag on their shirts along with their names. Side note: I went up to CM and asked him if he was 'Conservative Morality'. He beat the shit out of me because I didn't say it right or something.

So at this point I'm basically bleeding out, because CM could really fight here - he kicked my martial arts ass - so I go and try to find some bandaids. Only on the way to the nurses office, I get stopped by what I thought was DLN - or maybe it was NERVUN, it was a red flag. They yelled at me for spilling blood everywhere and told me to go home. Then they snapped their fingers and I was home.

Now, I get my hateful neighbors from downstairs banging on my door. I go out there to see what the fuck they want, and they say I'm playing bass too loud. I don't know what they're talking about, because I don't have any music on Sonos and I don't even like bass - when this bass music starts blaring through my speakers. The noise literally threw me off my feet, sound-weapon style, and through my back window out into California. I landed on my head. That's when stuff started to go crazy.

When I got up, everything had this rainbow tint to it. Colors were exaggerated, and the sky was purple and green. So I just start wandering around my neighborhood, and when I walk into an alley I see what I think are all the mods standing in a circle, with what appeared to be [violet] in the center. They shouted some ritual stuff, a beam of light appeared around [violet], she moved out of the way, and then the Lord Max Barry came down, on one knee Terminator-style. Then the circle breaks, and He heads right for me. I'm sort of terrified at this point, but I don't have my gun and I can't figure out how to move my limbs, so I just stand there as Max says in this loud, booming voice, "I DECLARE YOU ... DOS!" Then he pulled this giant-ass staff, at least 30 feet tall, out of his back pocket. I have no idea how it got there, or how he held it, but he swung it and he hit me with such force that I flew off the planet, through the Solar System, the Galaxy, the Cluster, and then somehow I would up in the Matrix. The rest of my night was spent sitting, tied to a chair, listening to Neo scream in my ear.

When I woke up, I was laying spread eagled on my kitchen counter with a physics book open between me and my cat. I wrote down what happened and then tried to pretend it never happened.

Inb4 mods come in with red text and say "HE KNOWS TOO MUCH, DOS HIM!"

But it would have to be Max himself. My knowledge could overpower the mods.

[Bralia]

While not necessarily my weirdest, it's the only dream log I have typed on this forum before and this is as good of a place to share it as anywhere else. When I get the chance, which is exceedingly rare nowadays, I type up my dreams in my iDevice's Notes section. I must have over 30 dreams logged, over the course of years. I don't remember dreams much at all unless I type them up instantly after I wake up.

Animus Project: Cassandra

Identified as a woman
I didn't know where I was or why I was there
Some sort of scientist was plugging me into a strange machine
The machine was relatively small but it was reasonably comfortable
The machine had me exploring my own memories
They put me under by injecting some sort of heavy duty liquid into my system through an IV
I think the fluid was also some sort of sedative designed to help keep me calm and tame
I was pulled out once and let free to free roam the facility
Got too curious so they took me back to the Machine and put back in
Got pulled out later by a Native-looking person
Nobody else was around
I was too groggy to do anything so he picked me up gently and carried me out of the facility
Things got tense when the local fauna fled the area
That meant something to the people who were rescuing me (who I recognized as Assassins)
Native-person put me down and they adopted a defensive position
I fled from them
Ran across the street and ended up in some sort of trash dump
The trash cans were strangely artistic
The artist/trash man was there
Asked if I liked his work
Gave him a neutral response, saying that art is subjective
He understood, grudgingly
I noticed cameras on his shirt and watch and asked about them
He told me who he worked for
While I yearned for freedom, I realized I couldn't escape
And even then, despite being an unwilling participant of the scientist's project, they had treated me remarkably kindly
I never felt any fear among them, just helpless
I was a very tame person, perhaps as a result of the drugs, still don't know for certain
Moment later I was caught up to [by the scientists] and returned to the facility
I asked the scientist what the machine was named, what it did and why they were using it with me
The machine was called an Animus
It was said that this was an older model that they were trying to restore
I showed concern that they were putting me into a broken machine
The scientist tried to reassure me that they knew what they were doing

And then I woke up

Doctor looked like the Leviathan Doctor from Supernatural
Kind-hearted, but had a job to do

Of the things I saw while I was under, I only vaguely remember William Miles and maybe something to do with the Brit [Shaun Hastings]

Never actually had a name in the dream but odds are good that inspiration came from Cassandra, hence the title I gave it [this story]

Brackets (and link) used to ease clarity and not actually used when typing up the story.

[MERIZoC]

I had been on NS for about three hours before I went to bed, so it went something like this:
I started out falling for a while. Just falling through darkness. That happens a lot, not so weird.

Next, I landed, and I was the size of Alaska. Alaska was a disputed territory in this RP we were working on, so that kind of made sense, I guess.

Then it all went to hell when my apartment came with me. So my phone was the size of Anchorage, and my kitchen wound up being on top of the North Pole. Don't ask me why I turned it on, but I did. I then proceeded to melt the North Pole while making beer-battered cod.

Next, I decided to go to work for some reason. So I walked inside the Earth and down the the garage, where instead of my BMW, I found a Lamborghini (Aventador I believe, though it might have been Veneno) with KSP rocket engines on the back. Curious, I got inside and started up the car, and when I hit the gas, the rocket engines sent me flying through the wall and into the street (I think I had shrunk by then).

So now I find myself hurtling through space, and then all of a sudden I crash right in front of the office. Only instead of all my colleagues are posters from NS. I saw Valaran, someone I thought was Conserative Morality, and a few others like Merizoc, Irav, Yohannes, New Aeyariss, and Bratislav (who was just a floating body because he went inactive). All of them had their nation flag on their shirts along with their names. Side note: I went up to CM and asked him if he was 'Conservative Morality'. He beat the shit out of me because I didn't say it right or something.

So at this point I'm basically bleeding out, because CM could really fight here - he kicked my martial arts ass - so I go and try to find some bandaids. Only on the way to the nurses office, I get stopped by what I thought was DLN - or maybe it was NERVUN, it was a red flag. They yelled at me for spilling blood everywhere and told me to go home. Then they snapped their fingers and I was home.

Now, I get my hateful neighbors from downstairs banging on my door. I go out there to see what the fuck they want, and they say I'm playing bass too loud. I don't know what they're talking about, because I don't have any music on Sonos and I don't even like bass - when this bass music starts blaring through my speakers. The noise literally threw me off my feet, sound-weapon style, and through my back window out into California. I landed on my head. That's when stuff started to go crazy.

When I got up, everything had this rainbow tint to it. Colors were exaggerated, and the sky was purple and green. So I just start wandering around my neighborhood, and when I walk into an alley I see what I think are all the mods standing in a circle, with what appeared to be [violet] in the center. They shouted some ritual stuff, a beam of light appeared around [violet], she moved out of the way, and then the Lord Max Barry came down, on one knee Terminator-style. Then the circle breaks, and He heads right for me. I'm sort of terrified at this point, but I don't have my gun and I can't figure out how to move my limbs, so I just stand there as Max says in this loud, booming voice, "I DECLARE YOU ... DOS!" Then he pulled this giant-ass staff, at least 30 feet tall, out of his back pocket. I have no idea how it got there, or how he held it, but he swung it and he hit me with such force that I flew off the planet, through the Solar System, the Galaxy, the Cluster, and then somehow I would up in the Matrix. The rest of my night was spent sitting, tied to a chair, listening to Neo scream in my ear.

When I woke up, I was laying spread eagled on my kitchen counter with a physics book open between me and my cat. I wrote down what happened and then tried to pretend it never happened.

Hm. CM and I are quite the popular dream guests. Wonder what that's about.

[Gig em Aggies]

Another more recent one was last week while is was down with a nasty case of the flu.

I was perched up on a rock face on a small ledge and a little humanoid figure with cut off wings was their as I looked out I could see a massive amount of people walking toward a giant construction site while carrying materials for it. What it turned out to be was I was in hell seeing thousands of banished souls being forced to build the devil a new palace in a similar fashion to the Hammond Creation Lab in Jurassic World but just many many times bigger I also used binoculars and saw one of the teachers I knew from highschool walking across a bridge over a river of either boiling water or lava.

[Dundee Derry]

Apart from the usual "Back to School" nightmare. I also have a recurring dream about a large Pine forest. It has a pub in the middle and a train line running through it. I've been lost there, or sometimes I just go for a picnic.

Weirdest dream I ever had was attending my own funeral. Complete with ashen faced Victorian undertakers.

I also have dreams about Nazis.

[Confederate Ramenia]

I had been on NS for about three hours before I went to bed, so it went something like this:
I started out falling for a while. Just falling through darkness. That happens a lot, not so weird.

Next, I landed, and I was the size of Alaska. Alaska was a disputed territory in this RP we were working on, so that kind of made sense, I guess.

Then it all went to hell when my apartment came with me. So my phone was the size of Anchorage, and my kitchen wound up being on top of the North Pole. Don't ask me why I turned it on, but I did. I then proceeded to melt the North Pole while making beer-battered cod.

Next, I decided to go to work for some reason. So I walked inside the Earth and down the the garage, where instead of my BMW, I found a Lamborghini (Aventador I believe, though it might have been Veneno) with KSP rocket engines on the back. Curious, I got inside and started up the car, and when I hit the gas, the rocket engines sent me flying through the wall and into the street (I think I had shrunk by then).

So now I find myself hurtling through space, and then all of a sudden I crash right in front of the office. Only instead of all my colleagues are posters from NS. I saw Valaran, someone I thought was Conserative Morality, and a few others like Merizoc, Irav, Yohannes, New Aeyariss, and Bratislav (who was just a floating body because he went inactive). All of them had their nation flag on their shirts along with their names. Side note: I went up to CM and asked him if he was 'Conservative Morality'. He beat the shit out of me because I didn't say it right or something.

So at this point I'm basically bleeding out, because CM could really fight here - he kicked my martial arts ass - so I go and try to find some bandaids. Only on the way to the nurses office, I get stopped by what I thought was DLN - or maybe it was NERVUN, it was a red flag. They yelled at me for spilling blood everywhere and told me to go home. Then they snapped their fingers and I was home.

Now, I get my hateful neighbors from downstairs banging on my door. I go out there to see what the fuck they want, and they say I'm playing bass too loud. I don't know what they're talking about, because I don't have any music on Sonos and I don't even like bass - when this bass music starts blaring through my speakers. The noise literally threw me off my feet, sound-weapon style, and through my back window out into California. I landed on my head. That's when stuff started to go crazy.

When I got up, everything had this rainbow tint to it. Colors were exaggerated, and the sky was purple and green. So I just start wandering around my neighborhood, and when I walk into an alley I see what I think are all the mods standing in a circle, with what appeared to be [violet] in the center. They shouted some ritual stuff, a beam of light appeared around [violet], she moved out of the way, and then the Lord Max Barry came down, on one knee Terminator-style. Then the circle breaks, and He heads right for me. I'm sort of terrified at this point, but I don't have my gun and I can't figure out how to move my limbs, so I just stand there as Max says in this loud, booming voice, "I DECLARE YOU ... DOS!" Then he pulled this giant-ass staff, at least 30 feet tall, out of his back pocket. I have no idea how it got there, or how he held it, but he swung it and he hit me with such force that I flew off the planet, through the Solar System, the Galaxy, the Cluster, and then somehow I would up in the Matrix. The rest of my night was spent sitting, tied to a chair, listening to Neo scream in my ear.

When I woke up, I was laying spread eagled on my kitchen counter with a physics book open between me and my cat. I wrote down what happened and then tried to pretend it never happened.

Hm. CM and I are quite the popular dream guests. Wonder what that's about.

Oh yeah the Totoro represented you in the dream with Russels Teapot and Frank Herbert.

[Planeia]

Last night I dreamt that I was a woman... I felt beautiful and not out of place... I felt right... I don't know how to feel about this.

[Luminesa]

Last night I dreamt that I was a woman... I felt beautiful and not out of place... I felt right... I don't know how to feel about this.

Dreams are weird, man. I'd take it with a grain of salt.

My dreams are usually too crazy to understand, so I don't even try. Interpreting them would make even Freud's head explode, probably.

[New Rogernomics]

Apart from the usual "Back to School" nightmare. I also have a recurring dream about a large Pine forest. It has a pub in the middle and a train line running through it. I've been lost there, or sometimes I just go for a picnic.

Weirdest dream I ever had was attending my own funeral. Complete with ashen faced Victorian undertakers.

I also have dreams about Nazis.

I had a nightmare once with aliens who kidnapped me, and took me to a planet where 'South Korea' was 'North Korea', and it was run by evil alien clowns.

I fed one of the clowns to an alligator, and after an epic fight won the day through a mix of traps, guns, and a flamethrower.

[Luminesa]

Apart from the usual "Back to School" nightmare. I also have a recurring dream about a large Pine forest. It has a pub in the middle and a train line running through it. I've been lost there, or sometimes I just go for a picnic.

Weirdest dream I ever had was attending my own funeral. Complete with ashen faced Victorian undertakers.

I also have dreams about Nazis.

I had a nightmare once with aliens who kidnapped me, and took me to a planet where 'South Korea' was 'North Korea', and it was run by evil alien clowns.

I fed one of the clowns to an alligator, and after an epic fight won the day through a mix of traps, guns, and a flamethrower.

That's an incredible dream. I like that.

[Wisconsin9]

Had one a few nights ago where half my right forearm was gone. Not cut off, but like someone cut off one side of the arm. It didn't hurt, it just looked really fucking weird.

[The Alexanderians]

Last night I dreamt that I was a woman... I felt beautiful and not out of place... I felt right... I don't know how to feel about this.

I have those quite often, unless you feel something outside of your dreams I wouldn't give it much mind. Just enjoy it in your dreams.