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I've done it. I've done it. I'm so happy I'm making my own thread because oh god I hope I have more to post in the future. Maybe eventually actual comics, or an animation.
I've done it!
After months and months of dreaming nonsense in anime and manga, I've finally had a coherent dream. Perfectly coherent. It made sense. There was a plot. The characters had motivations and personalities and quirks. It was… it was funny. There were jokes. And they were good. There were still a few blurry edges, but BY GOD most of it was so clear.
I dreamed of two episodes of a romantic comedy, and I would have watched them had they actually existed.
I'm so happy.
The main character was kind of a selfish jerk, and I think a mangaka. He was quiet. He was spying on a coworker, some cute girl who was an assistant to his team. He read her diary after work each day, possibly through astral projection. She always seemed to write about a cuter guy at work (although she actually like the main character), and so he gets jealous. He starts acting colder towards her, and she gets all heartbroken. The cuter guy did like the girl, and when he almost asks her out, he finds out about her crush for the main character, and then he's heartbroken. There's another girl (who can fly?) who starts making a move on the M.C., and a couple other characters I'm forgetting now.
There were a bunch of totally weird egg references; the MC was eating eggs and rice a lot, maybe oyakodon, with more ko; the journal girl threw eggs at a wall when she was mad.
I don't remember most of it. But oh my god yes. Yes. All these dumb dreams are coming together.
I dreamed a fucking anime.
Oh god this is so pathetic.


Are you gonna draw a manga for us now?


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I was going to put this in the Draw Stuff From Your Dreams Thread, but I sort of want to draw this story now.

It is from a couple months old dream of mine.
In short, this girl is dies in reality, but she still lives with her family because almost everyone has special implants, and they can see her. Her family starts getting … paranoid? about having her around, and she leaves. She leads a purely digital life for a few months, and it's insane. She gets tired of it and buys a robot set; a large utility humanoid with a smaller one to go where it can't.
She goes around doing odd jobs and the like.
This leads into another dream of mine, in the future, where she has an android body that looks like she used to, and she travels around with a witch-mechanic on a national post-war rebuild-the-country work program.

That's kind of a long story, though.

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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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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.


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~!


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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.


>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.


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

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Jesus christ, I've been having very incoherent dreams lately. I've been hopping from couch to couch for a bit because of the whole drunk mom + poorfag situation, and my depression has taken a more psychotic turn - both of which have left me with very short, jumpy, meaningless dreams. But I'm settled at my dad's and I'll hopefully get on different medication soon so maybe I'll update more, if anyone still cares.
I sleep 12+ hours a day and I'm still exhausted, even with me taking walks and eating decently and drinking coffee. Multiple people with degrees who I've mentioned it to have agreed that it might be an actual medical problem, but nobody's gotten around to actually testing or diagnosing me.
But thank you for your analysis of my dream anyways; I really didn't have much of a voice in middle school and I don't now.


>maybe I'll update more, if anyone still cares

eeey I care. You can actually write out your dreams in an interesting and intelligent manner so I always enjoy reading them.

Also, re:sleep, I always find that I'm more tired if I fall into sleeping 12+ hours, (actually currently on that) and it gets to the point where I can only stay awake about 12 hours as well. I usually find I have more energy if I've slept 6-8 hours and maybe actually gone out and done things in the day (those are the days I start staying up almost 24 hours) But everyone is different, hopefully you figure out a way to fix it.

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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.


People like OP are why drugs get a bad rep.

Don't do opioids, ever.



When I was 13 I used to say it would be the only drug I would do because I wanted to be a supahstar of rock and that was the THE grungy drug.
When I grew up I understood how stupid I was.

oh god I want to hit that faggot I was so bad now…

Guys try to avoid opioids, you will have to fight against it all your life.

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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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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.


Wow. Sounds pretty creepy.


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.


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.


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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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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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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?"



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


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


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/


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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Can anyone interpret my dream?

I was in a classroom. I was a cat. I was in a staring contest with a dog. The dog was also me. Then a man walked in. The man looked like me. But the man was a woman. And then a bird flew in. The bird was Madotsuki. It clawed my eyes out. Then someone pissed on me and I woke up. I got out of bed then suddenly woke up again.

Picture is mfw I woke up a second time
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Blue haired bitch needs a punch in the face.


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Make her a futa in order to kick her in da ballz.


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Okay, I've been really lazy in keeping a dream diary, and of late I have been unable to lucid dream. Now I'm no longer even able to remember my dreams in vivid detail. So in this thread I'm going to try to motivate myself to write every morning, no matter how fragmented it is. Just anything I can remember.

I don't know why I think posting it on the internet will help me, but what ever.


Mmm, and here's my first entry, I remember almost nothing.

I was spending quite a bit of time at a friends apartment. There was some sort of get together. There were 2 friends and an old Korean woman there, but we were all speaking different languages. Russian, French, Korean, and I was speaking Japanese. I remember moving out into his living room where we drank coffee. The Korean lady told us how wrong we were. I also remember having to hide behind something in order to speak with her.


Okay, todays dream was almost excruciatingly boring. I apologize for that. But over time when I regain my abilities they will become less so.

I was introduced by a friend to this girl. We went into her dorm which was extremely messy to take a bath. Nothing sexual about it, just a bath. We talked for a while, about what I don't remember. When we got out we went to have a pokemon battle, but somehow my deck disappeared… confused I went to go look for it. But I found myself getting completely lost. I found a big party with lots of free refreshments. I found an old high school friend of mine who told me I shouldn't be here. They began a choreographed dance so I left, and found that girl sitting on the stairs smoking a cigarette. We talked for a while, and her friend invited us to stay at her place, so we rode over there. When we got there I went out for a walk and ended up at a walgreens. I found a house inside there where sat a girl I knew. We stayed in that house together. Until I decided to walk out and find some tea. There was a case of oi ocha for $2 so I tried buying it, but the people there wouldn't let me. So I went outside to talk with the girl in the house in walgreens until around 4am. I went back into the store to find them cleaning, where on of the managers chewed me out.



Hmm, the random compressed interaction dream. I've had those. Usually there's at least one zombie battle though. Next time try tearing up some drywall or something?

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Last night I had a dream I was with my brother and his friend, wandering through a maze. Well, actually, I met up with him later, haha! We met up by this area in the maze where it was sort of musty and dark with some pipes hanging out of the ground that were beginning to rust.

We hopped off of there (literally) and came to a cliff that loomed over a black pit that seemed bottomless. My brother tried to hop into there and swim across? But just fell down and then respawned right next to us looking kind of frustrated. I laughed and told him I would show him how it's done, then hopped into the pit and almost floated to the gate when I dropped down into the pit. It was like an endless stream of darkness and when I finally could see, it was a blue outline of myself hitting the concrete bottom.

To my surprise I hadn't died, when I had come to I was in an ice cream shop with my brother and the other guy that was with us. The girls running the shop were rather cute but got angry when the guy tagging along said he wouldn't pay but I ended up convincing him to give them a quarter.

We left and the other guy just vanished for some reason? It was just me and my brother left and I was conquering all the puzzles that the maze had to throw at us with ease! He was getting sort of jealous though and smashed a couple bricks and to our surprise this lady popped out and began to chase us.

She chased us for a while and finally got us into a literal corner and said she was going to kill us. I began to cry and that went on for a very long time.

I don't really remember anything else about the dream after that.


A couple nights ago I had a dream that I had a lot of friends and all of us liked each other a lot!

We were doing our usual shenanigans when we stopped at a convenience store to get some food for the road when suddenly the lights went out. I was confused and looked around for the switch. I found it but when I turned it on the entire store looked as if it had been abandoned for ages. There were vines entangled with everything and there were lots of spiderwebs too. Every person had turned into a skeleton and after I saw the skeletons I ran out the store crying.

After getting the tears off my face I noticed the car was gone and it was driving away. They had abandoned me and set that up to make me think they were dead.

I chased after them and finally got to where they parked their car; in an abandoned parking lot. I tried to ask them why they did that but they didn't respond. They didn't even acknowledge I was there.

I even tried to get in their face but they kept talking and talking. Their faces were slowly becoming more and more distorted and then a red static covered up everything.

That's when I woke up.


Two nights ago I had dream that I was in a rather gloomy area that rained a lot. Everything was made of concrete, and all the trees? They had been chopped down and sloppily stuck inside of concrete pipes.

I lived in a house that oddly shows up in my dreams a lot? But I had left to go and buy a soda when I slipped through some trees stuffed in a concrete pipe and went into a small house that had a soda machine. The rest of the house seemed to be made of wood but the part with the soda machine was completely made of concrete, big shocker there.

I noticed that this Japanese man had left some money inside a slot that was oddly on the machine? I took it and flipped through the money to see the bills he had, and oh boy, was that a lot. 5 dollar bills, 10 dollar bills, 100 dollar bills, 500 dollar bills, whoa even 1000 dollar bills! I took 3 of the 5 dollar bills as he probably wouldn't miss it and I was running low on cash anyways. However, this girl peeked in and said she was going to beat me up for stealing but I lied to her and said I didn't steal. She seemed to accept that as truth and walked away.

I got my soda and left the concrete house and sat down on an out of place wooden bench. I stuffed the money I had stolen in my pocket and gotten up to walk home when I saw the Japanese artist pull up his car next to some trees that hadn't been chopped down yet. I felt really guilty and put the money back and tried to go home without being seen.

I woke up after that.


Last night my dream was that I was in the sky at some picnic party? When some spaceship came up and began to chase me. I knew I couldn't escape him at this speed so I tried to fall to the ground and hopefully land somewhere safe. Great idea that was.

A giant hand reached out and grabbed me and pulled me into the ship. I told the guy who took me to let me go but he said "No way, you're beautiful and I'm going to make you my bride."

I was sort of creeped out and all I really wanted to do was escape. I tried looking everywhere but it seemed like he was everywhere. When he had left to go and take out the trash, I locked the door and tried to keep him out but he somehow broke the door down. I begged and pleaded from him to let me go and I ended up breaking him and I was free. The first thing I did was try to go home but for some reason I had wandered into a dark, grayscale hopsital with a leaky roof and a lot of those curtains that seperate patients in the same room?

My two little cousins were in there for some reason and said that they were bombed pretty excitedly. I decided to go look for my mom and I was lead to a part of the hospital that transformed into my house. I found my mom laying down on the couch and I asked some hippie dude if she was okay but he said "Duuude, there comes a time in everyone's life where they just gotta.. go live up with the grandpas in the sky, y'know?"

I broke out in tears after that and he asked me out on a date for some reason? I declined, of course, and continued to cry some more. That is when I woke up.

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I think this board would be more appropriate for this…

I can see the future in my dreams. It's not like vivid by any means but I get little glimpses and flashes of things I don't understand but are clearly my life. Sure enough in the near future I will experience this event and clearly remember what is going on. I can do different things if I don't like the outcome and it changes everything, but if I continue on with what was in the dream the memory of it just increases and increases. I can follow what I did in the dream until I make a mistake in which the memory fades as I have taken a different route than the path in my dream.

It's really confusing and scary.
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I made a post about my bad memory but I something came up and I forgot to hit "New Reply" before closing chrome funny enough. Long story short I have the worst memory ever. It's like being trapped -OUTSIDE- my mind.

Please elaborate.


Your mind?
Who told you it was your mind?
The part that refers to its self as "I" was only the second to arrive.


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So how's Dormilia doing, Distortion?


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Same as always.
Thanks for asking.

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So every time I dream I have a pare of bat wings, but I was wondering if other people had some alternate form they took on in there dreams.

I did once dream that everyone in the world was transmutated into there true form; and it was awesome.

So I'm curious to here what you guys have to say.

in b4 othrekin thread
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>implying the internet itself isn't a lie


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i look like myself, but my hair's always a fucking hime cut. for years now. i've never had a hime cut, i don't WANT a hime cut. like i change my hair almost biweekly in real life, but dreaming, nope. always a hime cut.

other than that i don't pay much attention to what i look like. i rarely have the chance to see myself, at that.


s- sometimes i'm a cute blonde girl with curly hair. I don't know where that comes from though. Usually I'm just a kid - version of myself which is probably because I was raped as a child (this usually makes you child like and mature slower as my therapy has explained).


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