Weirdest Dream or Nightmare?

[The Empire of Pretantia]

My nightmares usually involve blindness or obstructed vision.

[Egoman]

Btw, sleep paralysis is common for me if I haven't had anything to drink.

[Cemoria]

I once had a dream that I was going to take the ACT at school, but the school was missing patches of flooring and instead had pits of sand that people were digging around in and the school had no ceiling. I accidentally brought my phone to school and didn't want to take it into the room because it could ring. So I decided to hide it in the music room which had been completely upgraded to a high tech recording studio overnight. After leaving the music room my friend said we should put it in his locker instead. He went back into the music room to get my phone and broke everything in the room in the process. We went to his locker which turned out to be a cardboard box, but I decided it was safe enough. I then realized I didn't have my calculator, and started my wild goose chase to find it. I decided I lost it in one of the pits of sand that I NEVER PLAYED WITH and started digging. Instead of my calculator I found a pool of apple juice that God was bathing in. God then told me he was IN LOVE with me, strange considering I'm agnostic. He then told me that everyone had a 'digging specialty' which determined what they could find when digging. His specialty was apple juice, thus the pool. He told me I needed to find someone whose specialty was locker-breakers. I found a guy and broke open my locker and got my calculator, then took the ACT.

[Morghalis]

i had a pretty weird dream the other month that basically involved my friend looking through my phone gallery and finding nudes, and then irl they told me they had a dream about my nudes too on the same night

other than that i had night terrors + awful nightmares, usually about ghosts/supernatural stuff, until i was 14 (I'm 19 now.) lately i've been having really descript scifi dreams though

[Fanosolia]

Btw, sleep paralysis is common for me if I haven't had anything to drink.

Have you ever had that looked into or is just quirk?

[Benuty]

Watching a debate between Thomas Hobbes, and John Calvin over the definition of God while a homosexual danced with an aborted fetus wearing a skirt on top of a piano. All the while a giant red cat known as cliffa was moderating the debate, and Hitler protested this by claiming only humans should moderate debates. Raptor Jesus promptly slapped the fuck out of Hitler until Stalin intervened at that moment they tried to romance Poland while engaging in hijinks by burning Rome to the ground.

[The Cobalt Sky]

Watching a debate between Thomas Hobbes, and John Calvin over the definition of God while a homosexual danced with an aborted fetus wearing a skirt on top of a piano. All the while a giant red cat known as cliffa was moderating the debate, and Hitler protested this by claiming only humans should moderate debates. Raptor Jesus promptly slapped the fuck out of Hitler until Stalin intervened at that moment they tried to romance Poland while engaging in hijinks by burning Rome to the ground.

I don't think I'll ever be the same after reading that.

[Fremskrittspartiet]

Watching a debate between Thomas Hobbes, and John Calvin over the definition of God while a homosexual danced with an aborted fetus wearing a skirt on top of a piano. All the while a giant red cat known as cliffa was moderating the debate, and Hitler protested this by claiming only humans should moderate debates. Raptor Jesus promptly slapped the fuck out of Hitler until Stalin intervened at that moment they tried to romance Poland while engaging in hijinks by burning Rome to the ground.

did the fetus or the gay dude wear a skirt...

[New DeCapito]

Watching a debate between Thomas Hobbes, and John Calvin over the definition of God while a homosexual danced with an aborted fetus wearing a skirt on top of a piano. All the while a giant red cat known as cliffa was moderating the debate, and Hitler protested this by claiming only humans should moderate debates. Raptor Jesus promptly slapped the fuck out of Hitler until Stalin intervened at that moment they tried to romance Poland while engaging in hijinks by burning Rome to the ground.

Is this serious? I hope so.

Congratulations good sir, you have made me breathe out of my nose louder than usual.

[Infected Mushroom]

Its way too violent for this forum.

[Gig em Aggies]

Its way too violent for this forum.

Can you dumb it down or clean it up?

[The Cobalt Sky]

I once had a dream that Laerod fought Dyakovo, and then Yumyumsuppertime fought whoever won that fight, and then Prussia-Steinbach and Conservative Morality got into an argument with Merizoc and then The Dread Lady Nathicana swooped in and ate them all.

[MERIZoC]

I once had a dream that Laerod fought Dyakovo, and then Yumyumsuppertime fought whoever won that fight, and then Prussia-Steinbach and Conservative Morality got into an argument with Merizoc and then The Dread Lady Nathicana swooped in and ate them all.

That doesn't sound so weird.

[Benuty]

I once had a dream that Laerod fought Dyakovo, and then Yumyumsuppertime fought whoever won that fight, and then Prussia-Steinbach and Conservative Morality got into an argument with Merizoc and then The Dread Lady Nathicana swooped in and ate them all.

That doesn't sound so weird.

It actually does, and I will tell you why.

Conserative Morality has an alter ego in their dream that actually is spelled accurately. So not only are they the inverse of everything Conserative believes, but are living proof we live in the depths of a cosmic horror story.

[The Empire of Pretantia]

That doesn't sound so weird.

It actually does, and I will tell you why.

Conserative Morality has an alter ego in their dream that actually is spelled accurately. So not only are they the inverse of everything Conserative believes, but are living proof we live in the depths of a cosmic horror story.

I'm sure the alter ego's bubbly and amicable personality is a stark contrast to the weird and alien psyche of the CM we know.

[The Cobalt Sky]

That doesn't sound so weird.

It actually does, and I will tell you why.

Conserative Morality has an alter ego in their dream that actually is spelled accurately. So not only are they the inverse of everything Conserative believes, but are living proof we live in the depths of a cosmic horror story.

I did that one a phone and spellcheck got me, but that's actually quite interesting.

I once had a dream that Laerod fought Dyakovo, and then Yumyumsuppertime fought whoever won that fight, and then Prussia-Steinbach and Conservative Morality got into an argument with Merizoc and then The Dread Lady Nathicana swooped in and ate them all.

That doesn't sound so weird.

Hush, Meri, you're just angry because you know you were losing.

[Benuty]

It actually does, and I will tell you why.

Conserative Morality has an alter ego in their dream that actually is spelled accurately. So not only are they the inverse of everything Conserative believes, but are living proof we live in the depths of a cosmic horror story.

I'm sure the alter ego's bubbly and amicable personality is a stark contrast to the weird and alien psyche of the CM we know.

So bubbly, and amicable they have become something beyond human. After all only demons could possibly be that affable.

[Jordkloden]

Alright weird-ass long dream, but I'll try to make it short.

I was dreaming that I was swinging on a sort of train roller-coaster while hanging off a rope, then when the coaster took a turn, I went flying off. I hit some lady who was sitting in a wheelchair who then fell out of her wheelchair and then her legs turned into a unicycle. Then, all of a sudden I was walking up the path to my old house, when this guy who looked a bit like Walter White if he was younger and clean shaven, stopped in front of me and shouted, "I'M A DRUG DEALER!" Then all of a sudden he turned into a grey alien wearing a sideways snapback and said, "I will eat you."

The end.

[Oil exporting People]

I've had some really weird ones before. Like, I was Godzilla fighting Bigfoots weird. Another time I was a Tiger Tank commander on the Eastern Front who loved a good serving of gummy worms before going to some Hippy concert by accident only to be rescued by Japanese nuns.

It's a complex place, my head.

[Xanama]

Went to my middle school, with ten guns, shot everyone, took my friends hostage, and raped the females, then cut their heads off and hung them up as trophies, after that I crucified them all
This was in 7th grade, yeah, I'm screwed up, just a little though

[Pandeeria]

I don't know why, but I always have these recurring dreams of my Gate to Tech Middle School class, the dreams are always of a negative, stressful, or sometimes downright frightening nature. I typically have a dream about it maybe once every other week or so, sometimes only once or twice a month, though they've been growing in frequency.

Anyways, I remember one time being stuck in the middle school Gate to Tech workshop. The thing is, this work shop has no windows at all in real life, neither in the dream. However, in the dream there were no doors either for me to leave. I was stuck in there. I was panicked, scared, and always a voice from on the other side of the wall that belonged to my mother (or I remember it sounding just like my mother) was calling for me. I don't know why, but it was just hyper stressful. I couldn't escape, my mother was calling for me on the other side of the room, and there was something weird about the lighting in the room.

It wasn't as weird as just a bad nightmare.

[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!

[Gig em Aggies]

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

[New Rogernomics]

Most of my dreams are weird. Though these days they involve sex and explicit romance, and thus discussing them would break the PG-13 thingy.

Worst nightmare I had involved feelings of helplessness, or the need to escape from the devil or a demon.

Might have something to do with "The Master and Margarita", which was well in my memory during that time:

The novel alternates between two settings. The first is 1930s Moscow, where Satan appears at the Patriarch Ponds in the guise of "Professor" Woland, a mysterious gentleman "magician" of uncertain origin. He arrives with a retinue that includes the grotesquely dressed valet Koroviev; the mischievous, gun-happy, fast-talking black cat Behemoth; the fanged hitman Azazello; the pale-faced Abadonna; and the witch Hella. They wreak havoc targeting the literary elite and its trade union MASSOLIT.[note 1] Its privileged HQ is Griboyedov's House and is made up of corrupt social climbers and their women (wives and mistresses alike), bureaucrats, profiteers, and, more generally, skeptical unbelievers in the human spirit.

[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.