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No.505Sticky[Reply]

This is a catch-all thread for miscellaneous dreams.

Drop your dreams that don't fit anywhere else in /yume/ here. They can be any type of dream about anything; lucid dreams, moody dreams, crazy dreams, fetish dreams, even trips/hallucinations, ANYTHING that doesn't need its own thread, post it here.

This way /yume/ won't be cluttered up with threads that never get responded to, and it'll be way easier and simpler for people to post their dreams since they won't have to start a new thread every single time; I want to hear more dreams from all of you and I encourage you to post them here no matter how short they are, and no matter how insignificant you think they are.
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No.1242

I had a dream about two years ago where I was a preteen boy who was urged by his parents to make friends with the girl next door. We became really close friends but I was a bit reluctant, I guess.

I was watching TV one night when on the news came some report of "holes" of varying sizes opening up in the air that apparently led to different worlds. The next day the girl decided it would be fun to do some exploration around the forest behind our houses. I think she saw the news, too.

We eventually found a patch in a hillside where the edges seemed to ripple. Upon looking at it from the front we came across one of those openings. I thought on the other side was a cliff over an underground lake because to the left and right I saw cave walls and stalagmites but I wasn't sure. When we looked up, there was open sky that had a milky orange color, and what looked like a couple of giant crows fighting in the air.

My friend exited the hole and fashioned a raft for us to cross the lake. The orange color of the area began to change into blues and teals as it somehow transformed into a narrow crystal cave.The dream ended when I looked back and saw that the hole we came in through had closed up.

Not really sure what to say about this… The whole dream had a Bridge to Terabithia feel to it. It was pretty.


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No.52Sticky[Reply]

Pic Unrelated.

Basically we're each going to take a part of one of our dreams and mash it together into one big story. Ex: I'll take the landscape from one of my dreams and then the next person will take something from their dreams and that will be the next part of the story. If we wake up because of death, being scared, mind rape, ect. We start a new one.

Here we go.
"We wake up in a monochrome, steampunk world.
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No.1212

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An orb-weaver floats against the bright background.
You become paralyzed at the sight even though you don't have arachnophobia.

>>1165
*6


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No.1108[Reply]

Post a dream you've had recently. I'll go first.

There was this new kid show coming out, it was really similar to barney. I thought it was the dumbest idea. However, My mother found out that the set was being open to public for a day. I decided it could be fun to go on the set of a kid show. So we went. Luckily the set was in our area. When we arrived, there was our family and 2 other families. The set was also just a house, it looked completely normal. He went up to the door and knocked, a purple… thing… answered the door. He scared me. He offered to show us inside. Everybody went in. I noticed the painting he had on the wall. They were either surreal, or had a grey alien-like creature with glowing eyes and an open mouth. I wanted to leave, but he convinced us to not leave. The creature wanted to show us a movie, everybody else wanted him to show them the movie. He… Smiled… This was weird because he was just a guy in a costume… Or at least, I thought that’s what he was. He turned on the movie… We saw a man laying down on a doctor’s table. Then the “doctors” came in. (We weren’t sure if they were doctors or not) Then they got a knife. They didn’t make any measurements or anything. They just started cutting the guy open. The video got more and more gruesome as it went on. ( I forgot the rest of the dream but he tried to barbeque somebody)

>pic unrelated
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No.1146

Last night I had a dream that I was in some weird town place and I was with a black haired boy who was actually sort of attractive. We were walking around the town when we saw a house that seemed to be falling apart? We ignored it and continued onwards but then we saw some other houses that were also falling apart, one was leaking and beginning to flood the neighborhood and another had two distorted looking lamps and they were sparking a little bit and pointing down. Me and the black haired boy decided to seek shelter in a nearby school but the the boy turned on me and pulled out a hammer and began to chase me with it. I ran down a tan hallway that had all sorts of words scribbled on both the wall and the floor, words such as "your fault" and "don't leave". That kind of stuff. He had hit me quite a few times with the hammer and I was bloody when I found a crowbar and I hit him with it multiple times, killing him.

When I left, these girls that I knew were angry with me and wanted to know why I killed our friend but when I tried to explain everything to them, they wouldn't believe me and then I got sent to jail.

No.1156

>>1146
Wow. Sounds pretty creepy.

No.1216

I was at the beach and we were staying in a tower like structure as a hotel. It had 3 floors. The first floor was a living room, the second floor was a bed room, and the third floor was filled with nothing but skeletons. My mother told me that the skeletons sometimes come to life. They came to life and we left and went home. I remember hanging out with my friend Isaiah but something seemed off about him.

No.1240

It's funny to think that some of my dreams have names, and I can remember things in detail, like a number sequence.
Last morning I was sleepy and so I had a dream.
I was in a baby's party, this baby was still developing itself, and I really didn't want to go to the party. Some of my old friends were there, and an old teacher too… well this part doesn't matter. What really made me curious was a movie I was watching with an old man. The name of the movie was Secondary Girl Suicide, and it was a very comic animation. The girl had red hair and it was very beautiful and long. The only thing she did until I wake up was walk, walk to school. There was a thief, he was dark-haired and he saved a blond little guy life's. I think, because well.. he killed him after he saved him. Not in purpose. All parts of his body were cut… I don't know. But the girl, the girl was kind of the author's waifu, which name was Sato. He used to treat her like she was the princess of the moon. So I was learning about Sato, and he was an artist that liked to paint strange things, like stomachs and… poop? Ya, It was strange. The name of his studio was Sato Art… When I woke up I researched for it but didn't find anything like the dream I had.

No.1241

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OP again. I had a wierd dream recently… The only thing I remember is a guy's skin being eaten off by spiders… mfw i sat there and watched it all happen.


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No.24[Reply]

I've traveled many a url and I believe I have finally reached my destination to write down all my Touhou dreams that I have accumulated over the past year and a half. Dreams had been censored on /jp/ so this seems to be the most appropriate place to wright. I currently have 53 dreams to wright down during the creation of this thread, but I do expect and hope to have many more to jot down here. Feel free to ask questions, discuss these dreams, or wright down your own dreams involving Touhous in this thread.

I shall begin next post.
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No.1215

>>1208
I asked him and he said that his dreams don't really personify or characterize touhou characters like his daydreams might. In his dreams, he says he plays touhou but with more control via his mind.

No.1236

Ok, time for some updates.

92: I was running away from these guys with guns in this place that was made out of a huge formation of rock, it was like a rainforest that was high in the sky. I saw a door in the distance as I was running, Nd I went towards it. When I was getting close to it, it opened, and on the other side was the leader of the guys that were after me. I dodged all the bullets he shot at me like it was the matrix, and got into a hand to hand fight with him. I ended up beating him up along with two other guys and fled the scene.

Eventually, I came to this area where I found the guys I just beat up in the other place were now resting. I walked casually past them and noticed that these two women were coming to us. As they came closer, I realized that they were both Eirin. They both had a humongous chest, and one of them had unbuttoned her top just enough to expose her cleavage.

No.1237

Update:

93:I was in this really intense dream themed around dragon ball z, for whatever reason. It was more like I was watching an episode in the beginning of it.

Apparently the Z fighters were fighting three really powerful guys, Goku and Vegeta were already beaten up and now resting. The only person left who could fight was Krillin.

Somehow, he Krillin was holding off two of the guys at once, for what seemed to me like 45 minutes to an hour. I was as surprised as anyone else might have been. It was an impressive fight. However still, eventually, even Krillin received a heavy blow and fell like the others.

When that happened, android 17 and 18 came in and tried blowing the place up using a large amount of ki blasts that stirred up a lot of dust.

Before the dust settled, I went back in time, before Vegeta and Goku had been beaten. Vegeta decided to attack first, and he flew up towards those guys far up in the air.

There was now this giant pink cube made out of this gelatinous substance that was right behind those guys, somehow. A tentacle came out of it, grabbed Vegeta while he was flying, and pulled him inside.

It spat him out a few seconds later, he landed on the ground right next to Goku. When the dust settled, I could see that Vegeta was now a busty woman in a bikini. Goku looked over at him in total shock, and Vegeta yelled at him, "What are you looking at?!". His voice hadn't changed.
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No.1238

>>1237
I've been playing a lot of budokai 3 lately.

No.1239

Another update.

94: I was walking around in a shopping mall with some other girl, I don't quite remember how I knew her in the dream, but I came across some large plushies of Yuuka. The girl said that she would buy them for me, and I was very excited. I don't really remember anything else that happened.


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No.1057[Reply]

Not a typo

You float up, and reach the edge of the cliff overlooking the forest below.

The men and dogs are miles away.

You are tired from the journey and alight on the ground, which is at the edge of a board-walk. The ground is slick with a recent rain, and patches of melted ice and slush are everywhere.

The air is moist, and freezing cold, when you step onto the board-walk, and see that beyond the railing is a large body of water, with a boat slowly making it's way across.

The lights from the boat seem like a good party, but you know you will never go there.

Following the wet and icy board-walk, you encounter a man and two twin children, who seem to know something important, but who never say anything about it, only give you knowing looks as the man, one small hand clutched in each of his, proudly marches along with his darlings in tow.

They definitely know something.
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No.1058

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You take a seat at the back of the bus, looking straight down the aisle.

The bus door closes with a hiss, and the bus starts to pull away from the sidewalk.

You feel uneasy, knowing that you are actually still being pursued, and have only evaded them recently.

Some of the people on the bus look at you.

You look out the window, as foreign sights pass by with the roadside.

You get off after a while, still wholly lost, but perhaps farther from danger, and perhaps closer to salvation.

Winter has left this place.

You can't be sure, but people seem less suspicious of you here.
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No.1059

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The girl's directions prove adequate, and you soon find yourself leaning back a bit as you walk down a steep, sloping sidewalk, towards a large, ornate black metal gate.

The gate squeaks open, as you pass from the end of the urban street into a quiet cemetery.

The cemetery is incorporated into an area between two local forest zones, so either side of the cemetery is boxed in by high, broad-leafed trees, ultimately forming almost a canopy of sorts over it.

Sunlight streams in and dances amongst dirt and memories.

Stone blurs, and the air vibrates softly.

You see beloved pets, and childhoods in the back of your mind, as you make your way between the stones.

Where you want to be is through the gates at the other side of this place.

Soon you leave all of those graves behind, and the soft paved path of the memorial gardens gives way to a vague impression of extreme amounts of time elapsing.
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No.1060

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At last, you can rest, on an old sofa that has long since been thrown away.

Your dogs come running up to greet you, as lovely as ever.

You scratch them behind the ears as they stare at you with those funny doggy eyes.

It seems that there is no way those who pursue you can have the idea to come this far, but it's just that…

Maybe it had to do with the dogs?

You know something is wrong with even this place, and the front door is closing behind you.

The hairs on your neck stand up as you feel the familiar grip of being pursued settle in.

Seeing a car pulling into the street, you rush down an alley, and sure enough, the car drives by.
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No.1061

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You come to, with a start.

"At last! At last!"

The impossibly small man throws his hands into the air in sheer enthusiasm.

You don't think you've seen him this worked up before, as he turns to you, speaking eagerly,

"The ritual is coming close to completion, sai, and I think, any moment now, we will start to see results!"

His pupils dilate as he points one long finger towards the campfire you are both situated around.

"Look! There, amidst the flames! A path to HADES!"

Shadows flicker wildly in your area before the darkness of the forest swallows up the light. The night air is chilled, and the fire welcome; the warm crackle and occasional pop of the fire brings you comfort, but you still feel uneasy.
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No.1232

>>1061
From the campfire, you head home because you couldn't stay. Its not like time had mattered to you in the first place but you know that its not good when you know not how much time youd spent before coming to, but you do know you were probably only here for the night and you dont have supplies.

You and your friend are driving down the road leading to your house, a recently-paved driveway that connects maybe 6 or 7 properties. All the laughter and joking and the feeling of having gone out for a while is a happiness you share with your friend which turns your reality bright. You approach the top of the hill, which will lead to the final stretch before your house, the last house on the road. However, near the top of the hill is a raccoon, standing there with his little masked face and darting eyes that to you mean only one thing. "Yeah, I remember you," they say. And you remember him too.

This was the spot where you found his body, just barely breathing, with a six inch trail of blood coming from his mouth and his neck turned awkwardly and unnaturally. Your friend was there too. You got out of the car and realized it was still breathing, then you screamed. "KILL IT! PUT IT OUT OF ITS FUCKING MISERY, MAN!" You knew it was that fucking neighbor of yours who always speeds down the pathway in her zippy little car. Your friend hits it, and it screams, terrified of death, and its body trashes around as if to turn itself inside out. Two more tries and the painful screams finally stopped.

How could you forget? Reality starts to kick in, and the road narrows down to the point where it just barely reaches the cusp of our tires on both sides. It walks up to the hood, and just kisses it, and rolls over. Relief and Joy follow the peaceful and loving death of the raccoon, who seems now to have forgiven you. But then your experience, your connection from memory to what is probably dream, turns your surroundings into something much different.


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No.45[Reply]

Hey guys, if you ever draw something based off of your dreams post it here!

This is meant to be a continuation off of the old "Dream monsters" thread but now a bit more open-ended.

Weird environments / creatures / people / events, anything goes.
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No.1100

>>1096
This thread is for posting art based off of dreams. If you have a drawing you can include a story alongside it. Otherwise hell yeah new thread, have fun etc.

No.1133

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>>1100
So be it.
>>1092
I'll tell you guys the part where she appeared.

So I went through a tube and went to a fenced-off outside area and "Lucy" was standing on the opposite side of where I was, back turned.

Apparently I walked over to her out of curiosity and when I got close, she turns around.

At this point, her skin turned a rustic, orange color, her eyes "morph" together to form one big eye, and she opens her mouth revealing countless, thick, flat-ended "tentacles".

And then it ends there.

No.1157

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some sort of security guard dude from a dream i had a couple weeks ago

gdi brain stop showing me attractive people while i sleep youre ruining my life

No.1207

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A robot called Hanix. Apparently an alien, i met him in a dream where he was part of an 8-man SBURB session, but instead of being made up of one race it was made up of many different alien races. when he is shocked by electricity, he turns into a ring. the hairpiece is a style adapted by his culture in order to make themselves look more palatable to other organic lifeforms, and is not real.

No.1231

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A quick sketch of the monster whose only purpose seems to be bringing physical harm to me in my dreams. The first time, 3 years ago, he stabbed me repeatedly with a girder and the blood splattered all over the room. He only started recurring recently. The bodily harm is generally nonpainful or feels like pressure. I never wake up until he's done. He'll take anything from the room he can find. His body looks like green static, as you can see.


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No.1064[Reply]

So I've been having enough weird dreams lately that I figured I'd make my own thread for them. Feel free to take a shot at being Freud - your guess is as good as mine on what all this shit means.

Just last night I had a dream that I was washing my face at night and apparently didn't put enough moisturizer on, because my skin felt awful and itchy afterwards. I went to go do something else for a bit then came back to the bathroom to take a peek at my face, only to find two deep cracks in my skin. They weren't literally cracked like how a vase would be, they resembled what happens when you bend a rectangular eraser backwards and rip it, but not enough to break it. They were fleshy and surprisingly not bloody, but they burned even more intensely when I looked at them. Suddenly someone reached over and pulled on the skin, like they were trying to split my skin even further. Sure enough it did, and it burned even more, but there was still no bleeding. I started screaming and crying and someone handed me one of those pre-made face masks, and when I put it on it healed the gashes instantly. I joked about how important it was to stay hydrated.

I woke up in a cold sweat and slathered lotion on after my shower like my life depended on it. Fuck that dream. ;_;
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No.1203

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>>1198
Yes, I am indeed alive. I just haven't had much in the dream department to share. Mostly because they're either incredibly insignificant or I'm too lazy to write them down. That, and I've been really busy lately. But I'll eat some cheese or something before I go to bed tonight and see what's new in my subconscious.

>>1152
>you need support, which (personal thought) I think you find it in animals, hence you see your old cat with you;
This is actually pretty true, as are the other speculations you had. I'm technically not allowed to have animals in my apartment, which has been the bane of my existence for quite some time now. I sneak my mom's dog in here now and then, and he makes me feel a lot better, but I can only keep him for a few days at most before she throws a drunken fit.
I guess I get a lot of my dependency on animals from her, but hers has taken on a warped form because of her alcoholism. She's really horrifyingly attached to her dog, and I don't think I want to be there when he passes away. I don't think I could take on her insanity and my grief at the same time.

tl;dr no dreams yet, just dumb feeling jams.

No.1206

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Well, so much for pleasant dreams.

Last night I dreamed that I had to go back to my old middle school for whatever reason and as I was walking through the parking lot that we used to play on (which no longer exists in favor of a giant ass gym that I was promised the whole time I was there) and all of my old classmates started to swarm around me; some silent, and others mumbling unintelligibly in a voice that I didn't recognize. One kid who used to bully me a lot yelled "Hey, Chewky's back!" (obviously with my name in the place of Chewky) and before he could do anything else I yelled "Yeah?! So fuckin' what, you gonna do something about it?!", apparently still having the same social skills I did in the 7th grade. After mingling with them for a bit (which suffice to say, was not very interesting at all so I don't remember that part very well) I ended up in the cafeteria. Well…some cafeteria anyways. It didn't look like my old school's cafeteria at all. The walls were dark brown, and it looked very worn down and prison like. The scary part is that I bit my tongue off while walking through the cafeteria. I didn't notice it at first until I began to feel salty chunks of flesh in my mouth and the inability to speak. I ran over to the trash can and began to spit it out, then began to choke on it and panic as I noticed it was beginning to get harder to spit out the large, stringy parts of it. It also seemingly wouldn't stop, and people had began to gather around and stare at my dilemma and start laughing.
Needless to say I woke up immediately and had a very hard time eating that day.
>mfw

No.1217

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Rather short, but I fell asleep in class today and had a dream that my girlfriend type person and my best friend got in a horrible fight and one of them ended up dying (can't remember which). I woke up and fell off of my chair because it scared the shit out of me.
Being dreamer is suffering.

No.1228

Thank you very much for the interesting dreams, I enjoyed reading them, chewky!
Make sure to keep up your dream recall to help with remembering those lucid dreams~!

No.1229

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Hmmm, ok, sorry for the delay but I was very busy.

What the fuck, this book and its notes is a mess.

>>1206

>No 'Tongue' in the fucking book, although I think it speaks by itself.
>No 'school'.

Anyway I think the dream is really clear there; you were not able to talk/you didn't feel like doing so, etc. Also the jerk junk; no way somebody would talk to them anyway.

>>1217

Ok, I don't know what is going on there, probably a random dream.

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No.751[Reply]

Is there anything specific you need to adjust or NOT HAVE in the room in order to get to sleep?

For me it's dolls. I cannot sleep if there are any in the room. Stuffed animals and the like are fine, but I can't sleep if the empty husks of babies and children are in the room. Bonus fear if I know their eyes open and close. I have actually gotten so scared in the past that I hallucinated hearing dolls on the shelf talking.

I've been this way since I was about 5, and had two Raggedy Anne dolls on my shelf. Somehow I convinced myself they would mutilate me. I've gotten better, I used to not be able to sleep if I knew there were dolls in the hallway, or even the house. Now it's just the room. Anything with eyes watching me is unnerving, but dolls are the worst.

Also, I prefer the closet to be closed, but I can bear with that. Unlike dolls.
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No.1130

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>>1119
That would be awkward if you did.

No.1218

Dolls, open doors, and cots/bars. I discovered it some years ago when staying in a bed and breakfast where they had cots in the rooms. I kept looking over and feeling menaced by the nothing in the cot. I fell asleep briefly but dreamt about being stuck behind the same bars. Had to get rid of the thing.

No.1222

I can't sleep without my curtains down, because I have this terrible fear of glancing at my window and seeing a face in it.
I have to cover up all mirrors in my room.
Spiders.
I'm also terribly emetophobic, so if I feel even slightly sick I can't sleep due to being so scared.

I don't need them, but sleeping with a stuffed animal or a pillow to hug definitely helps me.

No.1225

The only thing that comes to mind is light. Bright light just makes me not be able to sleep at all, sort of why my bedroom's uberdark at night.

No.1226

~Was skimming back through this; to all the people who are basically afraid of seeing a face in the window- your fear is kind of legit. Some female members of my family have woken up to seeing a guy staring in on them through their window, or when they were just in the living room doing whatever. It always turned out to be some strange, usually mentally disturbed, neighbor.

If you sleep on the ground floor keep your curtains shut.


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No.1202[Reply]

Pipe Dreams are dreams you have while straddling the fence of consciousness with drugs, namely opioids. Pipe dreams are the trippiest and most immersible dreams I have had.

Let's have a discussion about pipe dreams and how you have experienced them. If you're an artist or a writer, try to render your pipe dreams.

BTW in case you were wondering, the artist here is Zdzislaw Beksinski.

No.1221

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>>1202
>straddling the fence of consciousness with drugs, namely opioids. Pipe dreams are the trippiest and most immersible dreams I have had.
>I have had
>drugs


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No.1160[Reply]

Currently, I am planning a project for which I will work on a web comic which takes the elements of real dreams that my friends have written down in a journal. I will inscribe the most horrible of nightmares in stark contrast to the ecstacy of a lucid dream. I plan for the dreams to mesh, such as in a way "Ultra Heaven" seemed to do.

So let's get some general discussion about how we identify with nightmares, what parts of dreams are significant to us, what it felt like. Any topic that doesn't necessarily involve describing your dreams step by step unless you feel the need to.

And for the artists of this board, we should discuss illustration tips. I personally like to overlay everything with a grainy diffused brush which I use the burn tool to, for example, inscribe shit into walls.

Pic is sort of unrelated. This is the kind of art style I have, so this sort of stuff will be written into this.
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No.1201

>>1199
By "frame story" do you mean I can use the basic story archetype wherein I narrate through someone else, in this case, a dead mother?

BTW I just realized what my next snail rape comic is going to be about. "Welcome to the Salty Spittoon. How tough are ya?"

No.1205

>>1201

Yes, and dead mother has more charisma than one-track rape jokes IMHO.

No.1211

>>1205
>Charisma
So, fair and curious question here: Are you just joking by referencing my misuse and emphasis on the word on other boards?

No.1214

>>1205
what do you mean one-track? These comics aren't one-track when you consider their purpose. It is to serve extreme mixed feelings and to stir an atmosphere of creepy horror into something so loved and innocent.

Ive been following your comics OP since you put them up on /616/

No.1219

>>1214
Well honestly it seems dumb rather than creepy. Sort of like how 12 year olds laugh at dumb, grotesque flash movies made by other 12 year olds on newgrounds.


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