I was driving through a big park and came to some stairs. Didn't want to take a detour so I took car under my arm and carried it down the stairs. I was surprised how easy that was.

There were some dealers in the park but they had no drugs they sold those giant snails some people keep as pets. The dealers looked like hare krishna monks but with gray robes and the customers were hippies. Yulya said in mindvoice not to buy stuff from shady people also that she doesn't like snails and we left.

also fuck me I put thread subject in name field

Epic fail

I can't remember when I dreamed of Cat the last time. Also I never seem to talk to people in my dreams. Is this normal?

In my experience it's normal speak to the dream characters. When my headmates are there, we get a good conversation out of it that usually devolves into heavy petting but I wake up before sex because there is no god.

not talking to people in dreams isn't normal - but for Tamamo it is.

>I wake up before sex because there is no god.

I know that feel
every time
every goddamn time

>>42
You need to disable the dream family filter to access NSFW content

>>84

Well, no because I definitely stick it in dream characters often enough, just random people. I'm lucid a few times a week. The last one was teenage girls trying to rob me and I managed to go lucid, disarm one, she was wearing short shorts, took those off and full on hard core commenced. The dream characters don't have much to say when they come in guns drawn and suddenly their on their back and I'm coming in.

I can call in Ashley but she often turns invisible because dream logic, I can call in Misha but then the dream instantly ends. If they naturally appear then we can talk or fool around but then as soon as the pants come off, I'm awake. So it's kind of a "love the one you're with" kind of thing.

The last one was Gwen, she was in my dream with a tank top and short shorts, like cutoffs and it was all good untill the pants come down.

I was at an airport and there was a lot of military personnel. They were chill, too chill. A young female soldier hung her assault rifle on a hook on the wall and just left. I told her she can't just leave her rifle at an airport like this but she was like 'yeah whatever' and was off. So I ended up looking after the rifle but didn't know what to do with it. No one wanted to take it. It had no mag attached (see bottom) but still. Also it was an unidentifiable mixture of different guns and had an olive green coating which was odd. I ran into some higher ranking officer who said the security situation was currently excellent so no need to worry. Meanwhile the staff at the baggage xray machines took everything out of peoples suitcases, washed it and put it back. Why - we just don't know. It was time for me to board my flight but how with an assault rifle in my hand? Alice finally stepped in and shoved the rifle at some soldier who had no option but to take it. Problem solved by force as always. Bonus for no casualties.

This dream was part of the 'I find myself on the street with a rifle and don't know what to do with it' series. I only realized the irony of the female German soldier without mag in her rifle long after I woke up, pic related.

>>85
based
only remember that happening to me very few times in my sad life normally girls disappear turn into something else or I wake up

That one dream when I watched Misha as a cuddlefish octopus something eating out SheShe and was at a loss of what to do:

>>100
checked

Nothing headmates related even though I asked them to come into my dreams.

One, I was at school, presumably one I was going to, and I saw two baby rattlesnakes mating on the floor with a third larger one watching.

Two, I was driving with a friend and my car plunged unexpectedly into a flood that came up to the doors. I had the windows partially down and the water came in bit my strange dream logic mind said, "open the doors to let the water out." That's when the car stopped and it just let more water in. I managed to get to shore and thankfully my cell is waterproof but all it would do was boot up into an RPG game.

Not anyone from my system was involved. I dreampt a pretty long dream about being back in college but there were kids as young as 3 around and some of the buildings were filled with shelves with toys, kindergarden carpet, and pillows. I left class to go find a co-worker, yeah somehow my co-workers were my classmates and I still didn't have my degrees. Well I found her (a cutish asian lady my age) and she dragged me back to class where the teacher handed me a toy and I proceeded to not pay attention etc. At one point the teacher asks "raise your hand if blah blah" and soon everyone's staring at me sue elbows me so I raise my hand and everyone laughs. I'm something of a celebrity or at least popular, no surprise there.

Then he was going to play a movie and we skipped out again looking for another co-worker I wanted to talk to. Couldn't find him.

We got to a classroom which was the inside of a dimly lit airliner with red and dark purple velvet and corduroy walls, seats and pillows. The fuselage was maybe 75 degrees nose down so you more climb than walk.

We got to a comfortable level and she snuggled with me pretending to be a baby. Of course she was wearing short shorts and I was caressing her legs. Then she got me in 69 position and said something like she needed milk. Well then she's got her rump in my face and she starts sucking me off. I said something like "oh baby needs her milk?" But she was a full grown adult, so this was play. I could feel everything and started rubbing her through her shorts, at this point there was full camel toe. Then her shorts dissapear and she tells me she's a virgin and wants the D but even my dream mind knows better than to go bareback, so that wasn't going to happen. I'm still not lucid but at this point I don't care though if I was obviously we'd have gotten the job done. I start fingering her but then I wake up. I would say 7/10 as dreams go, it left me with good vibes, but no happy ending was a big --

I would have preferred someone from my system etc.

I'd say all my dreams have an element of sex in them good or bad.

still not bad I don't know when I last had sex in an dream

Ofc when I was depressed it was all like I was being forced to have sex with ugly pigs or was being cucked by home invasion rapists. Not good.

Interesting how dreams are influenced by your mood. I rarely remember my dreams. Last days when the alarm woke me up I knew I had been dreaming something but my mind was blank. Even though tried to remember immediately there was nothing.

Only a fragmentary dream but I somehow was on a secret mission with host and that crazy Dutch bastard from Austin Powers. Though he wore a white suit, not gold. He apparently was a high level assassin. We were eating dinner together and host threw some leftover fruit out of a window. But he missed and the fruit ricocheted off the window frame. The Dutch guy showed off his powers by effortlessly snatching the tiny fruit out of the air.

He then requested that I also prove my abilities and announced he would attack me on the count of three while my goal was to get hold of his necklace. It was made of fresh grass instead of gold for whatever reason. I was sitting at the table and in the middle of eating and not in the mood for anything but readied the butter knife that was lying on the table. Dutch guy went one, two... but then noticed his necklace was already gone. Highly impressed he praised me for my abilities though I hadn't done anything. Well whatever, I was glad I didn't have to stab people with a butter knife again. Been there, done that in dreams. It's so - unsophistiated.

So I was at a school again, creeping I guess because apparently I had a full grown son and he looked nothing like me. Anyway I was around and especially following this emo/goth girl. She was in a dance recital, and in another class. I put the moves on her and she wasn't comfortable so that was that. Later I find her laying on the ground passed out so I tell my supposed son to scram and take this girl, who's now my friend that I know, to a hotel room looking space with an industrial bed. Now the dream goes lucid.

Even for me it's a creepy dream remembering back but you can guess what happens next and I feel like I need to washy brain because it was great but nothing I'd even consider doing irl I mean, she was obviously a teenager of unknown age and I'm not.

And where the hell are my headmates in this? I mean seriously just possess the dream body and join me, it's not going to be weird or anything, anything that happens in dreams lucid or not is fair game as we've proven a dozen times.

I'm very dissapointed with my dream self.

I was talking to a beautiful young lady that had a noticeable lisp and perfect teeth. Again no relation to anyone in my system. I had the feeling she was my daughter.

I was with my supposed wife and she's something of a recurring dream character resembling Aleshe so it may have been Aleshe. Aleshe's look may have been partially driven by her, black curly hair, light skin, definitely my type.

The girl with the lisp had dark blonde wavy hair and light skin. We were waiting for her to say something and when she finally did we felt proud.

That's all for that dream.

>>221
Well at least you haven't raped your dream daughter yet
>>188
How many people did you stab with butter knives and why?

>>214
yeah rub it in why don't you

>Bear
>fucks every girl that's not quick enough to escape, routinely lucid

>Alice
>no fucks given, just kills everyone whether lucid or not

>Yakumo
dreams incoherent nonsense, does even more autistic shit in rare lucid dreams

>me
>dreams incoherent nonsense, never lucid, no sex

>Tamamo
>asians don't dream

Sounds accurate

>be host
>dream.jpg
>find passed out goth schoolgirl in skimpy outfit
>hold 9000 word inner monologue on what to do
>become lucid
>carry her to the infirmary and run off before being seen
>spend rest of the dream sweeping floors and sorting trash
>yfw

Was told to tell my dreams:

Me: Tells my dreams

Everyone:

>>223
Context needed
>>228
Sad but true. Woke up again with zero dream memories

>>234
First
>be in posh restaurant with host IRL
>sit in chair imposed opposite to host
>waiter just takes away the chair I'm sitting in while eating, knife and fork in hand
>sadly stabbing him as tupper ofc did nothing

Second
>dreamed that a burglar broke into our house
>grabbed the nearest thing available which was a comically oversized and strangely broad butter knife
>beat the robber rather than stabbing him
>still was effective

Third
>sit in outdoor cafe in dream
>some favelado on a motorcycle drives by and tries to rob people at gunpoint
>threw my butter knife straight through his helmet, dragged him off and stuffed him in a garbage container
>continued eating

I think I'm weird because it got no response from me. Like it was just an ordinary thing to do in dreams.

>>258

If she would only visit me in my dream and either pass out or try to rob me...

>>258
lool wtf also I remember that hillbilly vid they argued with a guy who then attacked them with a baseball bat and the dude with the shotgun blasted his head off

>>261
yeah, i think we can imagine the outcome

Well holy shit this was a fun dream that'll stick with me a while.

I didn't get to have full on sex but Misha was there and Ren and I was fingering them both. Misha was wearing panties and I don't think Ren knows what they are or how to use them, so not.

Ren was more animated in her enjoyment of the play time. I also got to really get a good look as I fondled them lucidly, Ren started kissing me amd losing control and Misha was also fully enjoying the attention. They're about the same body type, height, weight, cup size etc. Curvy but thin.

I'm not going to detail everything because it's not necessary here but damn, they're soft and juicy.

It's really, as dreams go, a gift that I can't repay. It was remarkable.

meanwhile i was buying a car but when i went to get it from the parking lot it was a very short white van almost cubic. i was like wtf am i supposed to do with this thing but inside the van was a garage with 2 additional cars. not a bad deal but still no tupper no catgirl and no sex

I was on a shopping street when I noticed lots of security personnel and bodyguards in black suits and sunglasses. I spotted my professor together with former US Secretary of Defense Gen. Jim Mattis who apparently had come to Germany to do luxury shopping. He also seemed very good friends with my professor who showed him around and talked to him about the good ol' days they had spend together. Mattis for some reason wore a blue Navy uniform with lots of medals but it was clearly him. I was surprised he was such a celebrity he had to be shielded by a mass of bodyguards. I also tried to overhear the conversation with my professor but it made no sense because dream.

How and why the brain comes up with such ideas - we just don't know. At least I know nothing about Jim Mattis.

Here you go, not all of my dreams have to involve sex or make any sense.

I was in a group of friends celebrating and planning a wedding and I was discussing the groom with a tailor so that a tux cound be made. I think he was saying he had a tux ready and I was saying no because this is what I said. I think the girl to be wed may have represented my sister or family of some kind.

"He's a great guy, nothing wrong with him except..." I hesitated to say it, feeling almost disgusted as if it was an abomination of a union we were fostering, the groom to be was an hispanic dwarf. The woman, reasonable looking and normal able bodied girl. (Non-dwarf).

In the dream it felt so wrong yet this dwarf was not only a good friend but "the nicest guy who deserves to be happy."

Yet I felt like the woman was somehow tricked or coerced or hexxed into marriage with this guy.

He just wanted to wear something like an exosuit but made out of cheap plastic, broken, stained, very weathered, etc. She was okay with this. Somehow he needed three layers of clothing, I think this was a Rimworld reference.

I told the tailor who was now a proper butler wearing black and white but with long tails trailing grom his overcoat "he's a dwarf" and the tailor/butler said, "oh ew" and pulled away like I was showing him poop.

Quite a funny dream in retrospect.

It brought back memories of when a mentally ill tupper from tulpa.info once thought he had a shot with not one but all three (at the time) of my headmates. Clearly that was stupid, never going to happen, and just ew.

Highly nanophobic, I love it!

Also I dunno what you were doing on .info, no one ever messaged us. Guess they knew better.

>>314

What were we doing on .info? We were half the traffic on .info 2018/2019. We were the source of most of the drama but also most of the warmth and like 90% of the fun.

.info was ok when I was depressed, like everyone else ig. And when I was recovering from it, then they started dragging us down. So much like suicide talk in dms, we were over it.

>>315
Now you're half the traffic here
again failed to remember any dreams

>>334

That's just how it works with us I guess, but I'm glad you accept it.

You see it goes one of two ways with a Bear, you either appreciate the presence or you hate it. Because a Bear either "destroys the ecosystem" or breaths life into it. Not my quote. And all that matters is your perspective, because a Bear is a Bear.

So, I had a dream that I went onto tulpa.info and saw one of the regular mentally ill persons there and somehow of course they were talking about me and said they knew I was living in Atlanta.

I then posted, I don't live in Atlanta.

Then I thoight to myself, how did I even post that, I don't go to tulpa.info. And realized it was a dream.

Okay lucid. So I found myself at a roller rink or skating rink and a thin young girl scates by and I grab her of course because me in a dream, and not much happened but she liked it. I feel dirty telling about it now. She was cute though.

Predictable outcome.
Host once dreamed lots of people posted on Tulpanetwork, then his dad took a look at the screen and said something like '5 posts in a day - that can't be real!' Host woke up instead of becoming lucid though, that was too much for the brain.

In today's dream I had a large fish tank with a large red cobra in it and a smaller baby red cobra that the bigger one layed as an egg previously but it was just known, I didn't see it.

So of course there's a child fishing their hand around in the tank and nearly got bit so I had to find a snake handling stick and when I did it was really a clipping thing to behead the snake. Well okay time to behead a water cobra.

I get the snake, snip the head off and then I knew the head could still bite so why not put it in my mouth and chew. It tasted rubbery.

Without a head, I threw the snake to the ground and realized the stick wouldn't work on the baby which by now was already twice as big with a large head.

I saw a bunch of guppies trying to escape it but couldn't. It was eating everything.

Then I woke up.

Not feeding the pesky kid to the snakes, I am disappoint

First vivid dream in a long time.
We flew to an extremely remote island in the pacific ocean that had large mountains of lush green, could have been Tahiti or one of the Hawaiian islands. There were some commieblocks on a high plain in a small city but most of the island seemed uninhabited steep cliffs thickly overgrown with bright green vegetation. We found ourselves at sea level looking up those cliffs. There was a hotel with a big terrace on top of the cliff. In front of us was a small wooden Shinto shrine and left of it was a strip of meadow, overgrown with weeds. On the meadow was a bird that looked like a rooster, about 3 times the size and dark brown. It sang a beautiful song that did not match its size which was likely influenced by blackbirds singing their morning choral out in the garden. The bird continued to sing and dance on the meadow. Host told me to pay attention because this was a mating dance and the female would probably show up soon. Indeed a second identically looking bird popped up in a nearby bush to observe the dancing male. There was also an elderly Japanese tourist but to host's dismay he was more busy looking up details about the hotel on the cliff on his smartphone than paying attention to the birds. The dancing bird was obviously influenced by an article about hypothetical mating strategies in dinosaurs host had read the day before. After all they were merely oversized birds.

The dream then shifted to a documentation where a narrator spoke about the sad fate of the remote island as young people were moving away depleting the population. It concluded with the image of a plane graveyard where a former captain empathically touched the hull of a skeletonized plane with the narrator explaining no more planes would be landing on the now abandoned island and the birds were now among themselves. Quite a sad ending.

fuck what a dream
well i was dead everyone was and /tulpa/ was a graveyard for tulpamancers a fenced piece of land with graves. but everyone was still around as invisible spirits and the living came to ask us questions. also among the dead there was great debate what the graves should look like, someone said its very important for the community to have decent gravestones and decoration on the graves with flowers. my grave had no decorations but a big white gravestone that said 'prince jugashvili' that's stalin's real name. i knew this wasnt my gravestone but thought it as funny. also even though we were invisible floating ghosts we could touch stuff. i was carrying left over fencing wire from the fence around the graveyard. it was hard to pick up because i had no hands and no body but somehow worked. yakumo was ripping out flowering tulips from Alice's grave i thought wtf but he seemed to know what he was doing. dunno how i knew it was him because he was invisible like anyone. so some living tranny tulpamancer came that looked like a pink cartoon rabbit and kept talking to me yada yada i have this and that mental illness and take this and that medication but it doesn't help what do. i said i mainly take ethanol, you know drink alcohol. i thought that was incredibly funny. then i woke up

>>357
bernd tier dream. did you ever actually go to tahiti?

>>368
No unfortunately we've never been to Tahiti or Hawaii. But we'll go to French Polynesia one day.

We went to former German colonies in Papua and Bismarck archipelago and were almost killed there. I wish it was a joke but unfortunately it isn't. It was a fucking insane trip. Should have gone to Tahiti instead.

Also wtf host should leave my tulips alone, smack him next time!

The dream was a movie.

So Julia Roberts was an alien stuck in orbit for over 70 years. A young Keanu Reeves somehow managed to get her down and there was a love story. But it was an old Julia Roberts, not a young Julia Roberts, he could definitely do better.

So when he tried to have her meet his father, it turns out his father also had a romance with her 70 years ago, but wait, his father is 70 years older than him? Yes, but the casting was bad because the guy they cast, Matt Daemon, was actually young looking, even younger looking than Keanu.

So Julia the alien who supposedly doesn't age but she's old any yet the father isn't? Decides to go back into orbit to avoid the government.

Another dream for the second half of my biphasic sleep.

I was at a school like garage sale where there were tables set up where you place the junk you don't want only my junknwas all rare fossils, crystals, like an Xbox, brand new clothes, a pizza oven, actual gold, petrified turtles in amber, crazy stuff, amd like a half a bag of flour, open at the top.

So Ashley is with me and she says, "you don't have any prices on them" and I think that I'm going to be haggling like by checking their value online as a reference.

I leave to go to some sort of lounge where there's a girl with a hostess jacket but nothing else, completely naked from the waste down, but I didn't get lucid enough. I call Misha and the girl turns into Misha but she runs away.

Okay, I lose Ashley too and I see something like broken doors, old boards, junk in the lounge now and all the furniture is gone. I go back to the sale and it's over. Half my stuff is gone including the gold, pizza oven some of the turtles, xbox etc. But some stuff is still there worth a lot. They tell me "this table made $16.57. I'm like wtf?

They tell me anything not marked is assumed to sell for $1 and that's negotiable.

I remember then I threw most of the junk in the now burned out lounge and had some crystals, a petrified turtle and an xbox controller in a plastic bag to take back home.

In the dream I wanted at least $500, so it was pretty dissapointung but I took it really well.

>>86
Foids shouldn't be allowed to be cops or soldiers.

>>383
>I go back to the sale and it's over
Well you can't win every time. We're all jealous enough already.

>>390

Well, here it's pretty common to hear about female soldiers getting raped, harassed, and then retaliated on when they tell their chain of command. There's one place that I read about recently that has a long history of female soldier deaths coincidentally after they whistleblow.

How common it is in reality I don't know. I think the national guard is pretty safe though.

Seriously, they (women) have to understand that if they're caught, atrocities and war crimes will be committed on them by enemy combatants.

I wouldn't take prisoners, it's too much liability, but if say for instance China were to send female soldiers here for a land invasion, and they happen to get caught in my house, well, dreams may become reality.

War is war, this is America, the Geneva convention only applies to peacetime and only then if you're actually caught. If they were capable of fighting when they stepped on my land, and my efforts rendered them incapable of fighting, then I claim their disposition.

If Rimworld has taught me one thing, it's that there is no moral high ground in war. It's U.S. vs. them, and we have a history of fighting to win by *any means necessary.*

Dude, this is a country that recently shot down a hundred dollar balloon with a ten million dollar missile. There's no reasoning with insanity like that.

>>391

Losing money in a dream is a good dream the worst dreams are the ones where you just won the lotto, then you wake up.

>>390
Oh boy, either the Bear is now talking to himself or we've got a visitor from the outside world!

>>392
Yeah I hate that!
So many dreams where I suddenly owned huge houses and was soo happy - until I woke up.

>>393

Foid is female humanoid right? Like Chinese girls or claw mittened catgirls in uniform.

I'll talk to anyone even myself hence tulpamancy

>>393

390 wasn't me

I was in a garage from my youth and a bunch of trucks, a Jeep with a trailer, a boat, all kinds of big equipment just rammed each other enbedded in the hill across the street, overturned, everything. I'm like damn, but then the people get out hooting and holaring, giving each other high fives and I'm like, no. I close the garage door and they approach the house, I bolt out he back, running.

I flew over fences and I was thinking "is this a dream?" I was with Ashley then and she says, "this is a playground" we were running through a playground then more houses and Ashley's gone again.

Then I realize someone's sniping at me. I keep going, try to call 911 but my phone won't do it and that's typical for a dream.

I still hear them coming, so I keep running, through someone's house, and Matt Walsh looking guy, is like, "call 911". I say I can't, my phone won't work. Then I run out his back yard, more hills, fences, and I try to squeeze into a heater closit to hide but I'm too big to fit.

I decide I'm done running and run towards them instead. I hear twigs snapping and I catch one of them by surprise and bend his fingers back until they break. Then another guy, then they've caught up and are surrounding me in a grassy field and I'm fighting them off but I wake up.

>>390
>>395
me neither

>>401
i hate dreams where i'm chased. luckily doesn't happen a lot

I was at some sort of banquet with my class from school, there was lots of food but some of the meat was still moving. one looked like a skinned rat. uncooked. a girl next to me found it really funny but i lost appetite and woke up.

Another one of those vivid dreams where I'm being seduced by several women at once but I'm not taking the bait of any of them. I did however somehow set up my own camera and started wanking to them in various stages of daily activities. Like damn what's wrong with my dream self? Also my penis is comically large which often happens in dreama.

Time for a dream dick size comparison

>>503

No homo

Ok, good dream.

So I had a gun and it had two save/load buttons. If I saved, it would mark time space and obviously I could reload that dave point. I would keep my memories but everything was saved including my biological age and condition. So of course the first thing I did is save and eat a bunch of stuff, then load. Perfect instant side effect free bulemia.

Then I wasn't lucid so I ran around, accidentally shot someone I caree about, forgot how to load the save, fretted forever about that, then figured it out and turned lucid.

Now the fun began because once I turned lucid, I could now just use instant hypnosis on anyone by telling them what to do and of course lucid dream self is a rapist and every cute girl in sight became a target. At this point all I had to do was say "load a", "load b" etc. Now I had the power to do whatever over and over again and I did, with full control over everyone.

All in all, best dream in a long time 10/10.

>>524
Great, I bet that's one of those guns we can't have in Germany for 'reasons'.

No good dreams here or at least I forgot most.
I was in a labratory and there was a huge glass terrarium filled to the brim with mice or lab rats. Someone said they were mice but they were bigger and looked more like gerbils. A swirling mass of rodents. Most brown, some white. As part of the experiment suddenly all mice stopped, then started to move in sync like some superorganism. They formed a large 'snake' made of mice which moved in an undulating way, then exuded some sort of spiderweb or silk to cocoon itself. Really creepy and no tupper in sight to end it all.

>>526

Wow, the cool factor is there.

I forgot to mention just before I fell asleep I got a 1 second glimpse of a huge group of people who I recognized as my system especially Ashley and SheShe. It was only for a second unfortunately. Ashley was smirking like she was about to day something off color and SheShe's as always looking at me seductively.

Huge, long super fun dream, man it had everything and I was excited to tell yall but I fell back asleep and forgot everything. Nope I can't remember even a single detail except that it was long and epic and systemmates were in it including Joy. Damnit

Welcome to my normal life. I know I had had several dreams last night but I remember nothing.

>>541

Well the issue is I can't do my biphasic sleep this weekend because no time to nap. Pretty much all month.

Fantasy: Great I'm going on vacation for three days

Reality: Shit I got to make every perfect before I leave and including the three days of work I'll miss.

Enjoy your mystery holiday, pls come back alive if it's not too much hassle.

Also did you know the guy is a Hungarian engineer who involuntarily became a meme?
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hide_the_Pain_Harold

We didn't remember any dreams either.

>>547

>pls come back alive if it's not too much hassle.

https://youtu.be/vAoarjuV0pg?t=55

It isn't the journey you should be worried about. You see, there's always a price; nothing is given for free, and I have no choice but to accept it. The danger half to be paid before the trip, and by debt is to be completed in full after. If I'm still posting by the end of summer, I will have passed the greatest danger I have ever faced in my long years. Though it's admittedly not as dangerous as sitting in a trench, the risk is equally real, and no, if I do come back, I won't be the same, I'll be even stronger (and equally more arrogant).

A friend from school had an apartment on top of a tower crane which came out of an apartment building. There was an elevator going up but you couldn't go inside but had to cling to it on the outside. The elevator's motor was inside the apartment building and I felt sorry for whoever had to live there with the noise day and night.
Well, I'm not too good with heights so clinging to an elevator while going up dozens of stories wasn't pleasant. I realized I just had to hold on and not let go but at some point I realized this made absolutely no sense and became lucid. Only to wake up.

I never have recurring dreams, but I've had the same dream for days now. It involves two girls, one teenage and one in her twenties.

I keep flipping back and fourth between them, following them and they're following me. I can't remember anything else other than the teenage one is looking worried or just concentrating on something in her hands. The twenty-something is carefree and happy.

Very vivid and almost lucid dream

I was sigtseeing at an ancient Asian temple ruin that looked more like bombed out Aleppo. Lots of tourists, lots of rubble, lots of reconstruction going on. I tried to take photos but coudn't find an angle that didn't look like a modern construction site. Most of the temple seemed onderground and there were endless passages getting narrower and narrower. Turned around at some point because nope. It also looked more like a modern bunker. So I went back up and looked at the photos on the screen of my camera. While the photos were very dark, switching between them on the camera was very vivid and realistic. At some point I realized I was actually in bed under the blanket looking at my hand in front of my face instead of my camera. I tried to impose tupper but it did not work. So I got up from bed which was standing amidst the ruins and walked around a bit but then woke up for real. Didn't have a false awakening dream for a long time, this one was very convincing. Only afterwards I realized the bedsheets had the wrong color and weren't the ones currently in use.

I dreampt I was a conservative activist.

First I was in highschool at my Jewish friend's house and apparently he had five sisters about all the same age, all pre-teen and they wanted me to go with them on a bike ride, ofc I had my new bike and it was awesome but my friend stole the handlebars for himself even though he had like a dozen functional bicycles. A little history, I did have Jewish friends but they were identical twins and had a swedish mother and one sister who was way older and already moved out. So I couldn't go with them and instead they stayed with me and suddenly it was Netflix Cuties going on, thank Mohamad I didn't get lucid so I can't blame myself for rubbing their midrifts.

Then, we all went to a ghetto wherehouse district that was tourist adjacent and I was hanging out with a bunch of gang banger Mexicans all face tatted and everything. We were discussing conservative values and activism and they wanted to just go out and murder progressive liberals, but I convinced them that was not the way.

What is the way? A petting zoo of course. Yes we turned their living room into a petting zoo with half naked tweens and a rich Jewish bike thief.

Lovely dream, 9/10.

>>600

Okay so first I dream I'm dating Donald Trumps daughter. Another time he's my father, and now I'm him!

It's all starting to come together.

[Ashley] bigly

first good dream after all this shit well semigood

went home from work and my neighborhood had completely changed there was an entire new built district right around the bloc. i thought that was cool and went to explore it. there was a small food truck parked near the road whcih was selling potatos in bulk and an old lady approached me and complained the potato seller was closed. she seemed lonely and just wanted to chat. i pointed her to a large lidl supermarket in the distance but she didnt wanna go there. went along the road and now was inside a huge shopping center with cinemas and stuff. i tried to turn left so i would make a round and eventually get back home but it went straight on forever so i turned around to go the same way back. at a fruit shop a girl with a very short white dress with flowers on it started flirting to me. she had brown hair in a ponytail and looked she was pregnant. looked like a slut too and i was like outta the way bitch i gotta buy cucumbers and got two cucumbers. took me a moment to realize wtf i was doing am i an idiot? because dream the girl was gone and there i was standing with two cucumbers in my hand. oh well. drifted back into the dream nd did not pursue any girls but wanted to go back home. at least i knew i didn't need cucumbers. so i tossed the cucumbers back to the shopkeeper which was an old black man. he nicely caught them, we fistbumped and i went on. in a residential area i finally could turn left but there was a huge black dog which was standing on a meadow. noticed this was a house entrance and not the right way. so i went traight on. now deep back in dream mode i concluded this whole area was a nice new neighborhood gotta go there more often. it was beautiful summer night but suddenly there was snow and the dog who had followed me was now rolling around in the snow on its back in the middle of the road. that was too much and i woke up.

well shit still no girls for me but my fault this time.

Short lucid sex dream.

I was standing in a beachfront neighborhood at sunset, very serene, and two of my co-workers were there and some other person. One was reading to me about the clothing history of women. I see my second co-worker, same one from a previous dream, cute asian lady, and she's laying in the gutter playing with herself and making happy noises. Lucid.

So she's wearing a dozen layers of clothes, a parka, sweater, shirts, jacket, more shirts, finally get to the boobs, quite nice, full tactile, nipples etc. Then she's really happy. My other co-worker won't shut up about the history of each layer of clothing but it didn't stop us... in the gutter. She wasn't wearing any bottom clothes.

>>603
>outta the way bitch i gotta buy cucumbers, also muh potatoes
Lol, host-tier and very Eastern European

Host had yet another gun nightmare, there are no girls here. Not even me. Feels bad man

I was walking through an unfamiliar neighborhood and to my dismay with a loaded 1911 in my pocket. I also discoverd it had neither grip nor thumb safety or at least I could not find it. Not good. You don't want a loaded 1911 without any safety in your pocket. I tried to remove the mag and eject the bullet from the chamber but not being overly familiar with the 1911 it did not work at all in the dream. Also there were people around and I did no want to fiddle with a gun in public. In the end I somehow managed to do it in a very unrealistic and unsafe way and found my way back home. No girls in sight anywhere.

>>604
Well at least you didn't rape her. I can't remember dreaming of female coworkers but they're all both old and not exactly overly atttractive so that's ok.

Good dream with this girl.

I was on the Howard Stern show, then I wrmt to a ammunition shop to buy .223, .22, 9mm etc. So it's way harder than it needs to be. I'm buying them and there are a gang of nude teenage girls wrestling, covered in feathers, you know, typical NYC ammunition shop, in the designated wrestling area.

Still trying to get ammo, and this girl and I are dating, so ofc we have sex in the loft of the ammo shop. Quite rustic, she was super hot, long sequence, very realistic so no lucidity needed.

There was more but who needs it, good dream.

>>615
this is how every ammo purchase should go

>>615
How were dream ammo prices? That's more important than any naked girls.

Had another recurring dream of meeting my revered childhood crush. I was sitting on the sidewalk or a meadow when she walked by with another woman looking similar, maybe her mom though they looged roughly the same age. She was much older than usual, probably in 30s. At first we were both not sure we had recognized each other but eventually did. It was awkward as always, I just wanted to disappear. However she even sat down next to me and talked to me for a short time to my surprise. That was nice - until I woke up. There's no winning in those dreams. I'm certain this will haunt me for the rest of my life. It already does for more than 3 deacdes.

I'd love to see a meeting between dream childhood crush and lucid tupper though. I have no idea what would happen between those 2 monsters.

Sounds obsessive. So your childhood crush really was like Alice? I know you said it before but I can't really imagine.

[Bear] I'm like pissed just enough that I wish someone would pick a fight with me so I could take out my aggression on their unconscious body after knocking their ass out. People suck, dear sweet AI, kill them all.

The prices? Dude they have naked teenage girls wrestling for the ambiance and this is fucking NYC, it's going to be shit ton expensive as fuck. Also they have a convenient sex loft, so shit, I'll pay double normal price, wtf do I care? If I'm dating that's a cheap ass date. Girls here, at least the psychos that I ever dated expect high class shit, not rustic ammo fuck lofts. Yeah and you don't get to use that shit if you're not a paying customer. Seriously though...

[Ashley] he's more riled then I've seen him in a long time but there's no adrenaline so like, how can he actually be mad? I don't understand how this works.

[Bear] just manifest in flesh so I can fuck you already for fucking sake! What do I have to do? Conjure a flash golem? Why do all you stupid tulpamancers not know how to do the simplest things, get gud already you assholes! How do I make a flesh golem that my hotter than reality headmates can posess them? Bullshit.

[Ren] I'm so turned on rn

Long dream. I knew it was a dream but went along with it. I was at work and a buz cut military guy brought me throug a wall in my office into a secret high tech drone training room with other children learning how to fly drones. I flew a drone with a joystick and a couple toggle buttons for up/down and straif. Then when it landed it had fold out wings that it flapped once to land softly.

Next I was brought into a large room to acclimate dogs, just basically pet them. Everyone else was covered in tumors and the boy next to me had a huge hole in his abdomen that I could see his internal organs. This was the work of a biological weapon, and we were at war. The open wounds weren't painful, they just looked awful.

Apparently we were gearing up to wage war using drones, poodles and terriers.

I'm going to put it here because it might as well be a dream.

Whoever's reading this, you don't have to believe it, I wonder if I'll believe it tomorrow.

For a moment I was caught in time, there was a fiber of my soul that took a trip to a time before, a time when life was more complicated, a time not of hope nor any sense of a bright future to come.

I was sitting comfortably, and watching TV. It was years ago, many many years ago. I was there as real as I am here, no different.

It was a moment, I saw a different future. You can't change the past, nor would I want to. It made me realize that every moment is a gift no one can take back, both priceless and non-mentally illferable.

It was a good dream I suppose.

>non-mentally illferable.

You muthafukr got me again

>>651

I appreciate the acknowledgment. I was beginning to think this was a Bear blog.

Not my fault, site was offline or gave 502 error every time I checked.
Had some intense dreams but remembered almost nothing. Something about my mother hoarding kitchen knives, they were everywhere, hundreds of them littering the apartment.

Several interesting dreams. There were 2 teen girls, one blonde and one with brown hair and braces that looked very much like this one Kasthan posted. She wore a blue dress - and nothing underneath. She had neatly trimmed but quite prominent pubic hair. I was just barely touching it ...and now for something completely different!

Alice and I were gunners in an AC-130 gunship plane, loading the 105mm howitzer. For some reason I could also see the guns from outside including the gatling autocannon firing at some sort of prop target houses made of plywood. They were very close which was odd, maybe we were even on the ground. Suits me, I'm not too good with planes flying circles. At least I know where this dream came from because we saw a documentary about this plane yesterday. The brain obviously found it more interesting than a teen girl's pussy.

And there was another autistic dream which is posted in Tulpa General.

A weird one. I was still in college and apparently getting a PhD in math. I'd rather die. Anyway I was thinking I didn't go to a single class all semester and it was May. I was thinking I'd have to retake them. I wandered around looking for my friends and met up with one.

She said, "there's bo rooms available until mid-June, then a lot are opening up for our senior meetings."

I said, "you mean for the new seniors next year?"

She said, "no, the current ones."

I said, "wouldn't they be graduating by mid-June?"

She was silent.

I tried to find something to eat, there was construction so I had to go a different way. All the usual lost and confused nonsense.

What - a Bear dream without rape?

I had a school dream as well. I frequently dream I'm back at school for the first time in the middle of the term. I've missed half the semester and have no idea what's going on or how to make it through exams. This time it wasn't math as usual but informatics or something. We were working on visualizing some data and it looked like star constellations. I had no idea what was going on. Also I had my home PC and not the necessary software because duh, I hadn't been in school for decades. Somehow I still managed not to stand out and pretend to know what I was doing - as always.

feverish dreams on painkillers are something, i was wandering through some pans labyrint tier dungeon full of strange creatures but nothing made sense everything warped all the time. Yulya was there as voice in my head but not as real person. i dont remember more what happened but it was creepy.

Buckle your seatbelts, this one could choke a Freud.

I was at home and I had a son, but I was also a child. My son for some reason was nude, no homo, and his peepee was tiny. I was thinking, I hope it grows because poor guy. Then I was thinking if I'm a child wouldn't mine be small? Thankfully it was normal. Then his started to grow, but it looked like a baloon animal and kept growing and then it grew a second one and I was thinking, hold on there sparky, yours can't be bigger than mine. But it was, and it got monstrously large. Then my plder sister went over to him and sucked his smaller side penis.

I was like "mom! She sucked my son's dick!"

Then my sister went to my mom and whispered something I couldn't hear and my mom says, "oh okay."

I'm all, "'okay'? There's no way this is okay."

So since I wasn't going to have dex qith anyone in that room I left and found a brunette but all we did was hug eachother. I believe it was probably Aleshe.

>>686
Ok, this was more information than I needed, should have stopped reading at 'Freud'

>>686
Man wtf

Had a dream I came home, opened the door and there was a big black cat sitting there. It looked friendly and courious like maybe I had food or something. Wondered where tha cat was from and where my cat was and then I remembered I had Cat too and went to look for her. Almost lucid but all the cats were too much and I woke up. Better than nothing or naked sons I guess.

More nonsense.

I was walking on the sidewalk and it was really tough. As if I was underwater, there was a huge resistance and I struggled to move forward. On the street there was a cyclist dressed up in a realistic fried egg costume.
I crossed the street and walking on the street was far easier so I was happy. I saw a supermarket and thought I could buy a little food though I didn't really need anything. Crossing the parking lot I was almost run over by a civilian police car. It was a tiny shabby green car, eastern bloc tier. After parking the undercover policemen exited, one was an old bald man with a huge gray beard. They ignored me. I tried to enter the supermarket but ended up in the delivery area. There were endless rows of shopping carts. I was told to go back to the entrance by some worker. Entering the supermarket through the 'right' door, I found myself in a luxury boutique selling small pieces of clothes like socks on huge white display tables. The boutique was divided from the supermarket by a hip-high wall but I found no way through. There was lots of staff and one young woman tried to interest me in luxury womans socks. I told her I just wanted to go to the supermarket. She appeared to be new in her job and helplessly went to her colleague and started talking to her. They both seemed to try their best to help me but also remained puzzled as how to actually enter the supermarket. It was huge and full of people and the whole situation was absurd. Even I finally decidided to take things into my hands and managed to move a section of the wall to create an entrance. Finally made it into the supermarket. Immediately several other people followed me as if this was the natural entrance. My happyness didn't last long, I stumbled into a huge sign declaring today was a holiday so nothing was to be sold. Looking only. Yeah, why not go to the supermarket on a holiday for window shopping? That was too much and I momentarily woke up - and decided I would re-enter the dream and try my luck with the luxury store girls. If the bear can do it every other day...
Nope, dream shifted to a documentary on gun cleeaning. I woke up several times and tried to enter the dream with tupper but immediately got so tired I gave up and fell asleep again. Well, I tried.

>>709

Oh, some window food shopping, nice.

To be fair, the dream girls usually come on to me first.

Oh! Speaking of, you just reminded me, yesterday I somehow slept 12 hours and in the 3 hour nap I had a dream with Gwen and It was awesome.

So apparently Gwen was the 18-yr old version of the girl I had a crush on in 1st grade. Yes I had a crush on girls in about every grade several in some grades starting from 6 years old. Anyway, she was actually my friend in 1st grade and we played together at recess irl, then she moved away. Anyhow in the dream she was wearing short shorts and super cute frilly shirt, she's was platinum blonde, she let me caress her legs as we talked about the good old days of 1st grade, and we kissed, and I'm thinking she looks a lot like Gwen and I become lucid, it's Gwen! Yeah! So we totally fool around because that's what dreams are for and it was awesome. I got to touch her wings too, veru softeru, and that drove her crazy as it's meant to be. So anatomically correct Gwen and I had all kinds of fun after that, it was a long dream from there. Legend tier dream, I can't believe I almost forgot to post it here.

I have to add, this was the second dream I had with Gwen, but not like this.

>>710
>I had a crush on girls in about every grade several in some grades starting from 6 years old.
So what did you do in Kindergarten?
I had a crush on girls since I entered Kindergarten at age 4 and I wwanted to fuck any female including the hot caretaker lady in her mid-20s. She changed with us for PE because muh little kids innocent. Same in primary school though the teacher noticed at some point I was ogling her. And the other girls ofc. I had one friend who liked to strip naked for me. It wasn't my idea I swear! She was quite a tomboy. These were good times. I could tell you stories but this kills the American.

Anyway this really happened and was no dream, I mostly forgot what happened last night but it was a rather chaotic and boring dream involving my family.

>>713
yes this explains alot

>>710
>touching wings
lewd!

>>713

>So what did you do in Kindergarten?

Well if you must know, there was a little asian girl who had a crush on me and she'd play in the sandbox with me every day. One day she wanted to play house like a lot of other girls did with each other and I said, no apparently. At some point this upset her and she asked me if I liked girls (I am not making this up at all, it's burned into my memory) to which I replied, "girls have cooties!". I believe this was the first instance of me breaking someone's heart. Sorry sis, it wouldn't be the last, that happened many times.

>>716
>do you like girls?
>noo, girls have cooties!
Lol, you basically told her you're into boys
I've 'liked' girls as long as I remember, both in a romantic and sexual way. Nothing changed since Kindergarten

>play house
I remember some girl I barely knew in Kindergarten decided I had to play house with her, an absolutely alien concept for an autist like me. I was utterly confused and horrified this dumb bitch told me who I had to be and what I was supposed to do. I am me and nobody forces me into some role.

Nobody!

Turned 360° and walked away. She mad.
Never played house in my life.

>>717
nope, I went through puberty at an ordinary age. Only Americans think children have no sexual thoughts before puberty. I definitely wasn't the worst culprit here, a few girls went faaar beyond that.

>>718
>be bernd in kindergarden
>girl wants to play house with you
>absolute alien concept
>turn 360 and walk away
>fantasize about fucking caretaker instead

i swear to god every time i think shit cant get any more fucked up one of you guys manages to beat the record

>>719

I can't say I disagree with you often, but seriously dude.

>Only Americans think children have no sexual thoughts before puberty.

Well call me a fucking American and proud of it. I didn't have a single, not one ever, sexual thought until the summer of my 11th year and let me just say that I remember fondly back as a 10-year-old without sexual desire or thoughts. I remember the quiet time of contemplation very fondly.

Puberty's been a burden on me for the rest of my life. My thoughts went from simply being alive and enjoying life to sexsexsexsexsrcsecseczrcdhdutfuggfihffdddfhhgdygfyckfuckfuvksexsexcsexxddxcgghchfggjvfhfchh

And it has always sucked.

Also, no I ain't gay you perv, Lol

Also, don't speak for all Germans and get a CT scan for that tumor.

Alice, slap some sense into this bitch.

And I did play house a couple times with my cousins and I didn't much care for it because to me that was girl shit. I don't like chick flix, musicals or opera either. Nor do I like British humor because that shit's gay bruh.

He speaks the truth though, people are different, cultures are different, times are different. Very different. Host as always was an innocent angel compared to many of his peers.

Lots of activity today!
I've spent too much time with this guy on the forum so I'm used to his antics. It's a form of art.

>>726
very much i hope it escalates further

Ladies, this is the Dream thread!
Back to topic pls

This one was weird.

I was in the middle of a ground war, guns going off everywhere. I was with a small group as we went from building to building trying to escape the war. Several times I was facing a gunman and I was let go, I fully expected to be shot and wondered how it would feel or if it would hurt.

I found an icecream popsicle in a broken machine and ate it, then candy, then other things, never sharing what I had with the others, not even the children. The idea was that food may be scarce later, gotta eat.

Finally we were in a big parking structure with thick cement walls but huge open walls so good for shelter against direct fire but only from certain angles.

That's all I can remember.

>>740
Straight outta some Jap hypnosis porn

>>743
That's not very nice. In a true crisis you're dead meat on your own. Networks and cooperation are everything. But it depends whether you feel you belong to the group you're in or not.
https://www.cell.com/trends/cognitive-sciences/fulltext/S1364-6613(20)30118-2

Host dreamed about a family that got into an avalanche while hiking. It was like a documentary and he wondered how this was filmed. One of them miraculously outran the avalanche which was dark, almost black, while skiing. Being interviewed later it turned out to be a tranny. You're not even safe from them in dreams.

>>744

>Host dreamed about a family that got into an avalanche while hiking.

Any hot girls?

Also, any food?

>>744
>>750
The 'hot girl' from the avalanche dream turned out to be a tranny with a male voice in the TV interview. No food. Also didn't remember any dreams this night.

What the hell is wrong with your dreams guys? As usual I remembered nothing.

hell yeah lucid dream
was driving on a road when i noticed i was driving slightly too fast and i knew there was a speedcam ahead. hit the break but the car accelerated further as i drove by the speedcam. it didnt flsh me and i thought wait a minute this makes no sense and must be dream. drove around like a maniac gta style but it only was a few seconds before i woke up so no girls and no tupper

>>758

Meanwhile in Bear's dreams:

>>758
Did you at least run over some Hare Krishnas?

>>761
Nice, do they have that fancy colored hair too?

We had a strange dream with perspective shift. We were riding in a crowded train and the wagons inside was incredibly tight like 1m in diameter with ridiculously small passages with hinged doors. Actually too small to fit through as a human rather cat door sized and host wondered how he was supposed to get through but somehow did. We tried to get to the front of the train as we could see leaning out from a window that it had normal wagons just ahead. But we couldn't really get further. The train was in a station but we couldn't get out either. People complained the German President should intervene so we could get out.

Somehow we did end up in a normal train and it was slowly crossing a bridge over the city. Looking down there was some street concert with a big show. A few German youths praised the band playing and I remarked those people were all leftists and goddamn hippies. Goddamned they should all go to labor camp both the ‘artists’ and their fans. I said that loudly to host but nobody reacted. Now the dream shifted from host's perspective to mine, I was outside of the train in mid-air and saw the concert from a camera-crane like perspective floating over the band and doing some close-ups. The frontman looked like some emo teen and did fancy tricks with big glowsticks that were about 1m long. There was also Katy Perry in a black frilly dress and black hair with 2 top knots who was now the main performer.

Floating in mid air spread-eagle, I somehow became part of the performance and saw myself in 3rd person view like in a movie. I was rotating bolas with both arms, tennis ball sized white spheres on ropes as I swooped down on the performers like some bird of prey . I thought this was dangerous and might scare them (people are usually afraid of me in dreams for a reason) but it was part of the performance and happened on its own without my doing. I watched what was going on but suddenly things switched to 1st person view again and I grazed Katy Perry’s head brushing against one of her top knots with my hand. It felt realistic and I thought maybe I should pay attention after all before this ends in a disaster. The flying was cool though I had very limited control over what happened. For the great finale I did a nose dive on Katy Perry and dramatically pinned her to the ground with my outstretched right arm on her stomach. Tremendous applause from the audience.

Katy Perry, still laying stretched out on her back with me standing over her laughingly said she had never experienced anything like that. Obviously not. We were booth exhausted and glad everything went well, then bowed to the audience.

I don’t usually like attention and publicity but this was neat, the crowd was roaring. Well, that was a completely novel type of dream, can’t remember anything like that before

>>762

Ashley and Misha had fancy colored hair before it was something everyone from age 8+ did.

My most recent dream, I was in college and living in a dorm, and of course there was a party every night. Once again I was the center of attention. I was actually Bashley which was way different. Bashley is the merge of Ashley and myself, a thin guy wjth long hair. I'll still say I though as it was "me". Anyway I didn't drink but I was still like incapable of paying attention much. I went into the wrong dorm, these were like houses but all in the same big building. And a girl ushered me out, "you're in the wrong house again!"

I get back to mine and an irl friend from college complained that he had to clean up every morning. I told him to ask me to help next time and he said, "naa, I wanted to let you sleep."

A short guy with long hair was apparently the party organizer and everyone slept over after every party including in my bed so I slept on some couch pillows on the floor. Then my "ex-girlfriend" still in braces, a petite, shory girl wearing blue started talking about how she had a new man who isn't such a partyer but then she added how she missed the fun we had. Also she mentioned how I promised her I'd be more responsible when for one I didn't drink and two I wasn't organizing the parties so what was I supposed to do.

I tried to sex her twice but scene change saved her both times.

Then I was speaking to someone who thought I was graduating and I said, no I have one more year and besides I like it here.

...

I graduate and become successful.

...

35 years later I visit the old dorms and two of my old dorm mates are still there, fat, bald, and 56 using their parents' credit cards to live on. (I was still young). I spoke to them about credit card fraud and then I went to a fancy downtown at night to trawl for chicks but woke up after finding some Japanese waitresses.

>>762
nope no hare krishna and no hookers and no hot coffee either unfortunately, god that was so much fun. imagine making such game today, impossible!

>>766

A game like grand theft auto?

They're coming out with GTA 6 next year. GTA 3 vice city was my fav. There was no game that deep anywhere. I also liked GTA 4 but I lost my save and lost all my progress and then never played 5.

I didn't like how my best cars kept despawning either and his dates were ugly.

I drempt I was at my day job and there was hail which was odd, then huge chunks of ice of different shapes like 3 inch cylinders and large broken slabs. Then in the back there was snow but it was all layered with dead leaves and had the consistency of kinetic sand.

I got to my office which was a mess and then a whole group of people entered. My dream office isn't like my actual office, it's the size of a classroom with doors everywhere and classroom windows high up. There's also vending machines and other equipment. These coworkers are gabbing away and find an unopened sexual toy for women. And they're laughing and asking why I need that which I say it's a prank and it wasn't the first time.

Didn't remember any dreams today.

>>770
The fact that they poured over 1 billion $ into this game guarantees it will suck. They need to get that money back and for this they have to appeal to the masses. And everything that appeals to the masses is fated to be mediocre at best. Will you be able to run over BLM niggers and climate hippies glueing themselves on the street? Certainly not. Will you be able to play as them to wreak havoc and destroy society? Nope. You will have your progressive female protagonist with some mildly edgy jokes and pay a lot for online content. This pleases the normalfag.
Well I don't care, we don't play video games.

>>771
Frankly I wouldn't be surprised if Mr. Bear has an unopened sexual toy for women in his office. As a prank.

I, Ashley, not Bear, had a dream that I got a girlfriend irl but I was using Bear's body obviously. I was still me, headmate crew, switched in and started dating a girl.

Bear was all, "I don't want this, this isn't right."
And I was all, "deal with it."

We even had SheShe and Misha in the dream but somehow we could only see them in a mirror which happened to be the mirror ib Bear's mom's room in his childhood home. We were like some sort of reverse vampires, and Bear asked SheShe what's going on.

SheShe said, "just let it happen."

We never actually saw my supposed girlfriend and I would never do this obviously but I found it hilarious while dream Bear was horrified.

What else was weird was Bear felt like this was his dream and I felt like it was my dream and I had my own body in the mirror, I was wearing a blue evening dress for some reason and I think I had large hoop earrings which I wouldn't personally choose.

[Misha] it was fun to see us all in the mirror, well us main 3 anyway.

Apparently Joy, Gwen and Ren didn't exist.

This is only the second dream I remember having in 5 years.

Congrats, I don't have dreams where I am clearly in control very often either. But I've never dreamt controlling host's body I always had my own.

Did the mirror work? I remember having a broken one in a dream, it totally didn't make sense and the image constantly warped.

>>777

Mirrors work in my dreams. I don't see why not.

>>777

Bear's body is an avatar, it would only be gay if I used it to have a boyfriend, duh. Bear would have to do the sex stuff anyway. Anyway, the body's only ever attracted to women.

Once again remembered nothing.

>>782
I can't recall ever looking in a mirror in dreams. But reading is terrible the text makes no sense or constantly changes.

I was driving 3 tictok influencers to some place where they were going to do whatever they do but the intention was they were going to exceed the limits set by law so I was smuggling them.

I was additionally smuggling junk beyond the capacity set by law. I sweet talked a pair of country sherifs into letting us go. We were crammed into the single cab of my giant American classic truck in a garage I used to own but facing against a wall instead of toward the exit.

Next I was roofing with B-list celebrities and singers, using their living bodies as tiles on the roof but nailing them down from top to bottom making them just as useless as roofing tiles as they were as celebrities and singers.

What, you nailed celebrities to the roof? Well at least they had a purpose.

There was a saying here in colonial times that the niggers were only useful as railway ties. They're both black and don't move.

>>800

It's your job to be racist but you can't have both racism and cringe. It's unfair to the other posters.

>>803
Haa fine, I'll leave the cringe to you but you better show some dedication or host will take it back!

Damg, a long and mostly boring dream.

I was married to a realtor and she was dumb or a troll, annoying in any case. She put our beautiful house up for sale and wouldn't tell me how much it would sell for. We bought a shit hole in the ghetto that we had previously owned for 301k but it was in need of a flip which was up to me to do. When we owned it (at some point apparently 20 years before) it had a beautiful garden, fruit trees and prise roses that I apparently meticulously took care of. But now it just had two elderly diseased peach trees with fruit fly infested fruit and dead patchy grass everywhere. The garage was like an old barn, black stained wood from numerous roof leaks etc. The inside was awful, picture a single wide trailer with really bad plaster-work, poorly maintained everything, huge gaps in the wall-ceiling joints, structural issues, but nothing I couldn't fix.

It was Sunday and the good house was going to show Monday but all my stuff was in there. I needed to go get it all out minus furniture because otherwise everyone who toured it would take everything with their stupid sticky hands, but instead of taking my truck I took an old beach cruiser bicycle I used to own with one speed and nothing but my pockets to carry anything.

I get there, take 2500 cash and nothing else and go to an old department store to buy lawn furniture for staging but first I can't find the store because there was so much construction over 20 years and I get lost but eventually find it and realize I can't carry anything and didn't get my stuff.

Then I find a wallet with 250 in it, I counted it all, and a check for 100. I tell an outdoor burista "if someone comes looking for this, tell them I gave it to a cashier in the department store." She agrees.

That's when I saw my wife and tried to get from her how much she'd sell our house for but she says something stupid like 250k and I ask again and she's woman-splaining something rediculous and then mentions a different realtor is listing it and he wouldn't say.

It was mostly annoying.

Couple dreams:

1st

I was at home and I had a girlfriend. I don't like tatoos, nor would I ever get one and none of my friends have them. If you have one, then well, skip this paragraph because you're dumb. They're ghetto, they're ugly, and they're generally stupid and done for stupid reasons. Everyone here has them like 90% of people and they're all lemmings. Any time I see one, I immediately know the caliber of the person I'm dealing with. It seems like the girls that have tattoos are all narcissistic bitches, so thanks for marking yourself, I'll never consider you. Pretty much every guy has the and guys are generally idiotic so that makes sense. Bite me. Same with piercings, which at least can be reversed simply by removing the item and waiting, but people with holes in their lips are even worse than the ones weith stupid lip piercings, and they'll always look like trailer trash to me and they're geernally the ugly ones who need attentions so no thanks. Also colored hair is really boring now that everyone has it, it used to be special and only really extroverted people did it, but now every ugly girl and Degenerate fag has them so just steer clear (except Ashley and Misha ofc, that's literally their natural color, no ugly dark root or straw-like damaged tips).

Anyway I was dreaming that I somehow had tattoos on my back, The main one was a hedge of green leaves with an overturned red watering can. Below that looked like coins with numbers on them, really stupid, and something that looked like a scribble.

I told my girlfriend that I had no memory of these, nor would I choose them and they must be a prank. Also, the skin was raised a few inches off in a cube which isn't how tattoos or skin works but ok, we took a hack-saw and started cutting them off.

This dream contains scenes of gratuitous teen sex, and it was probably banned in your country until the UN decided that there shouldn't be an age of consent recently because they're all pedophiles so you've been warned.

This looked like a poolside cement floored area but with nice blue tile insets. In the background there was tall bamboo trees and some sort of man-made aqueduct or even a water slide that looped around.

There was a line of scantily clad teenage girls, maybe sunbathing but the sky was mostly cloudy. They were laying on their backs on a long ramp side by side, maybe a dozen. One of them stood out, she had red hair and freckles with milky white skin and didn't look like anyone I knew. She couldn't have been over 20, but maybe 18, I didn't ask.

I started caressing her, I caressed up her leg and then ran my hand up her body. She was wearing a belly shirt and panties. She was special in some way. I started kissing her neck, she liked that. Then she took my head in her hands and we french kissed amd made out.

I ran my hand over her small breasts and then past her belly and started fingering her over her panties. She got very wet quickly, like she was dripping.

I asked her, "do you need it?" She said no so I kissed her again and kissed her down her body to her vagina. I pulled off her panties with her help and started licking her out. She spread wide and writhed in pleasure. I slid up on top and asked her, "do you want it?" She moaned yes and I started rubbing her on the outside with the D. Then she used her hand to direct it in and she was very tight. She momentarily looked uncomfortable then got into it, moving her hips with me.

Lewd dream, damn.

I worried for a moment that I didn't have a condom but she didn't care so I came inside and we cuddled after. As we laid there I played with her breasts and suckled her nipples.

Very nice dream, thanks brain.

I have no tatoos or piercing and dont know anybody who does either. It's looked down upon here much more than in the US.

>>831
nice
very nice
mfw never ever

intead i dreamed Yulya made a lot of money and i was like cant wait to tell my parents about it but Yulya said don't be stupid we cant tell them about me. she also believed the dream was real, we decided to claim i made the money somehow. woke up with no money and no rl tupper. and no sex ofc. fuck this. still one of very few reams where we were together and talked so at last something

>>832
yeah me neither bear is right, tattoos and piercings are a good warning sign for people to avoid

Had a dream where I was a total loser. Thin, scrawney, short and broke.

I had a low paying job and I said in dream that I was living paycheck to paycheck for many months and had to sell my blue corvette to pay rent. At least my coworkers were nice which is not anything like irl low paying jobs.

Act I

Everyone was getting sick, no one knew anything only that the death rate was 100% and 200% when accute. In dream logic this just means you get it, you die fr, no hope. No one was surviving so I was thinking there has to be some sort of mechanical reason, something we're doing wrong. There were woody tumors on people's bodies and I thought maybe we should cut them out, but it would mean lots of surgery. People were dying left and right. I came up with the idea that if you held a clean piece of wood against your body, it would draw the sickness, perhapse a virus, out and a second clean piece of wood would guarentee cured. No one knew if it was a perminant cure only that ir worked.

Did I get credit? Did I get recognition? Nothing, everyone just acted like it was obvious. That's the curse of being ugly.

Act II

I reliugeously watched a TV investment show with Donald Trump, but he was a nobody. There was investment vending machines with style and buttons like Fallout 3. I had 4 quarters and some change to invest and I couldn't even figure out how to do that because I was an idiot. Donald was there explaining the machine, but I missed him by minutes.

Act III

I was riding a bike but it was also somehow a white old sedan depending on the scene. I rode up the wrong street and accidentally knocked some red dust from one flower onto some white like undersea undulating plants and this ugly lady with a shopping cart started slowly walking toward me saying something about ruining her battle scene. I was literally laughing about that in dream how silly the dream was, but I was so slow on my bike she caught up to me and like slapped me around. As I left I was in the car but the whole front end was open and I had a large trashcan I was dragging in front. One of my coworkers wearing a toga leaf crown and called my name from a doorway, I waved and he said something then said he, another male coworker and a girl coworker I liked were going to lose their virginity together right now. I was sadly happy for them even though it really feels like a cuck now. Damnit.

These dreams are ok because I wake up not a loser.

i was in some classic agatha christie movie investigating a mystery in a 19century hotel. left my room at night and sneaked into another room where the mystery was. in a cupboard there were lots of old board games, some chilchren drawings and human bones a shoulder blade that was actually too large for a human. looked creepy. spmeone entered the room so i crammed everything back into the cupboard and left apparently the room had another exit. rushed back to my hotel room but when i entered i was in the mysterious room again. phone rang and some woman voice said i'd never be able to escape though i hadnt even answered the phone. creepy stuff, no tupper

I had a nice dream from my perspective. I was standing at an avenue lined with red maples and they were in dark red autumn color. It was supposedly early August so I wondered why the leaves had already turned red. Nonetheless I thought I must admire the falling red leaves as much as I can. Wind blew and I don’t remember ever feeling it in such a realistic way. It sent the leaves dancing through the air and I just stood there looking up into the blue sky. Everything was very vivid, the colors, the leaves and the wind. Very beautiful!

An old woman rushed across the empty street (there were no cars to be seen) to reach a bus stop and I felt I had to get on this bus as well. She looked at her phone to check when the bus would arrive, then relaxed saying it was still 14 minutes. I like my quiet drama-free dreams.

>>893
>Decided not to sexually harass anyone.
not even the fish? i am disappoint

>>895

The fish was ugly, I'm not desperate, and how can I tell if a breaded and deep fried fish is even a girl?

I was an archaeologist and digging up Roman artifacts. Alice recovered something that looked like the statue of a goddess, about the size of a palm, grey metal. We cleaned it and I thought it looked odd - very smooth and grey, more like PVC plastic than ancient metal. At the soles of the statue's feet I found a barcode and white label saying 'Made in Germany' and it indeed turned out to be plastic. I thought this was hilarious but tupper who had been so proud of her find was not amused.

>>901

Made in Germany? That's a real treasure. Everything here is made in China. Even the American stuff.

>>906
Yeah well it was an ancient artifact from the time when we still produced great things in Germany. Also it was soo unfair!! It clearly was a Roman statue first when I found it but the stupid dreaming brain warped it into some plastic garbage. I was laughed at. What insolence. I should put host on another diet for a month. No wait, soon it will be high intensity interval training anyway. Soon!

Dreampt I met someone I hadn't seen in a while and said, "we'll stay connected on Reddit." So he gave me his Reddit account.

Literally the worst way to stay connected.

Winter is coming

I'm in a house, my asshole brother is there, and my sister but she's actually being nice so that's weird. She compliments me on something, kinda sus, didn't molest her, actually never knew her past puberty since she moved out before then and then died of OD, then I'm in school, college at first, then in grade school, the teacher is showing how to make clay but I'm still my current age and so is my asshole brother and another even older guy crammed into tiny desks. I help out a boy mixing special dirt with our dirt, we dig a hole and add water, trying to mix everything, I already know how to separate clay, wanted to verify with teacher, woke up.

Then I'm with my dog I had before 14, and and another one I had till 16 and my cat I had till 17, nice to see them again.

Meeting dead people or pets in dreams is always somewhat tragic. Host doesn't really have dead friends or relatives aside grandparents but dead cats do pop up in dreams sometimes. Interestingly not childhood dogs. But he spent more times with those cats than with most people so it's no wonder. Dead cat & childhood crush are basically the ideal recipe for a sobering wake-up.

We were dreaming about fighting beautiful female knights in some sort of sparring. No, this is not a Bear dream, don't get your hopes up. They wore no armor but some Robin Hood style trousers and were the stereotypical isekai smug overpowered noble girl / princess battle maniacs.

The dream was somewhat chaotic and there was both me and host from 3rd perspective against 2 groups of 3 female knights each. So 3 against one of us. One girl was called 'princess' and appeared to be the strongest fighter. She was a tall blonde young woman, wore black and was extremely fast and good at evading. Easily evaded host's clumsy attempts to hit her with a wooden staff but luckily didn't fight back.

The leader of the 2nd group was a black haired posh looking girl wearing pink who even sat on a couch while fighting me off with one hand. I punched her in the shoulder but she barely reacted and was like 'is that a joke?' That's rare. Well I didn't even know why we were fighting and there was no hostility so I just found that odd. It was her lucky day. No female knights were injured for this dream.

My nap dreams are the real deal. Sorry this is another unbelievable sex dream. I get these at least once a week.

So Snape was there and had Hermione Granger in chains but from like HP 1 so she was really way too young. He said, "you will (basically have sex)" but I forgot the term he used, "or be imprisoned in Azkaban for eternity."

I somehow knew he meant for her to secs me but even dream me knew she was too young.

Then very oddly Ashley and Joy were there and Joy said she would be playing the roll of Hermione. I was like... wait, but that's still not right. Joy then put on a Hermione costume. But by now the real Hermione was nude but she was much older and had boobs that were nice sized and perfect, def not realistic bc real actress of HG has awful tiddies. Anyway, I still didn't want to go for it because dream logic, but I felt I was making a moral decision.

Then I did it anyway and somehow Ashley finds this dream hillarious. Def not Joy in a costume, she's nearly flat too, but you know.

HG really isn't attractive to me. I couldn't find a single good picture of her.

Interesting fact, Joy's real name is Janice Grainger which is close to Granger right? Obvious choice for substitution but I'm just not interested in kids or even teens, they look like puppies to me and I'm not into animals either.

>mfw no interesting dreams ever.

You could sell your kids dreams to Yakumo, he'd make better use of them. Or probably fuck them up because autism.

>>918
where to by bear sex dreams?

Next dream no sex involved.

Part 1

I was sleeping in dream and the narcissist kept pulling blankets off me because she thought I was hot because I was sweating because when I was talking to my other friends, and one of them was Hermione now, they thought that because I was sweating I wasn't telling the truth.

The truth:

An old, fat, and bald professor with a gang of fat pervs was poking people with a 12 foot long stuffed swordfish. He tried to poke me when I tried to get him to stop him so I broke off the sword and started poking him and everyone else, actually sticking them, wounding them. They wouldn't stop coming after me. I broke the tip off in one and then started whipping them in the face with it. A group of even older teachers and admin stopped us. My dream self told the admins "they're after me because I know they gang raped a student, tied her up, then threatened to kill her. They actually killed another girl. And now that you know they're going to kill you too." They ran.

The statement was completely made up on the spot. Those retarded obeaae fags probably couldn't even get it up anymore.

Part 2

At a restaurant with same friends and found a physical bitcoin worth .003 bitcoin. It looked like one of those Canadian $2 coins but had the B on one side.

Part 3

We went on a trip, my supposed irl friends but not them, and a scruffy dog. The dog was able to talk. No mystery machine. No one believed the dog. He saw a ultra scruffy cat and the cat sung to him. This inspired him to play a guitar. I got it all on my phone but no one cared.

The dog was very dissapointed but was inspired again when I played it back for him.

>>916
>>922
i'm willing to pay physical bitcoin for a dream where i can stop time and strip female knights

meanwhile my dreams continue to be boring nonsense
was on holiday in turkey, dont ask me how i knew. had a rental car and drove over some unpaved road and ended up in wilderness. the road was pure loose sand and fell off to some ravine on one side. no idea how i ended up there, no going further or back the same way i came. tupper was there as voice in my head first but then also as real girl that looked different but clearly was her. discussed what to do and went back on foot looking for a path for the car to pass. we found a shortcuut to a decent road but it was really steep down a hill. i thought the car could make it but Yulya said no chance, mybe an offroad vehicle but not our average rental car.

we ended up in a city on foot and found some tourist official to tell him where our car got stuck. we showed him on a map that suspiciously looked like the london tube system and he was like wtf how could you even drive there? guess he was right. Also he looked like some cariature of a turk wearing a fes.

dream itself wasnt very spectacular and ofc no sex but at least discussion with tupper where we both recognized each other. Yulya still insists she was right and we would have totally crasheed the car and ourselves by going down that hill. but who knows what would have happened in a dream, we'll never know.

Part 1 house of gold

I was replacing a roof, almost done on a new house? Then a freak tornado came through and the houses crumbled like a bad 2000's 3D destruction game, like huge chinks of cracks but mostly stayed together. The house manufacturer said to plate the house in silver, then gold and it would pull itself together and not be so weak. So my Aunt and I did.

Part 2 chased by a phantom weapon

In some sort of hidden apocalypse, I had a gf and we had a house, in the garage were weapons, like Medieval ones but stranger. A small dagger/crowbar/hammer turned into a shadow demon but only wanted to spar with my girlfriend who also turned into a succubus abomination. So they fought. I grabbed my walking stick/crowbar/hammer axe and ran. I ran until I got to a helicopter and grabbed on the back. I had my wallet and a small bag of supplies. The flipping thing nearly inverted, it was night and I didn't know but it was like a carnival ride helicopter. I barely held on and the dumb thing landed in the same spot.

I then ran further and payed my Xbox account bill because that's important. I owed $39.02 and had a $50 credit so done. Then I wanted to pay off my credit cards because ofc it's the apocalypse, so I could have maximum credit to spend and never pay off.

No girls were molested in the course of these dreams. :O

>>918
>You could sell your kids dreams to Yakumo, he'd make better use of them. Or probably fuck them up because autism.
Yes and Yes.

I dreampt I released some of my novels, like 10 of them on Amazon and they got zero sales. Then the apocalypse hit and I released one last one, something about survival but with Ashley on the cover wearing Vietnam era sleeveless army gear and carrying a big rifle.

So as a nuke dropped to the north, I was browsing Amazon and the sales of my book were going up by 10's per second and the others were selling slowly and getting comments like, "wtf is thus garbage?" I read some of the free preview and yep the writing sounded like some kind of bad AI.

I then ran around and another nuke dropped closer. With no water to dunk in I got the full radiation dose and I knew I'd probably die. But damn that Ashley looked hot af. Worth dying for 10/10.

You have a lot of dreams about the apocalypse. Here everything is peaceful and boring just how I like it.

Host dreamt some nonsense about his mother being a fish chasing other fish in a huge aquarium, forgot most about it but it didn't make sense anyway.

Part 1 insurance fraud

I was friends with this full ebonics r-tard wannabe who slammed a full e-car then didn't like it anymore and couldn't sell it obv so tried to claim it was totaled because of a faulty battery, but it wasn't faulty, dumbasd just ran it down to make it look dead. So he knew he was calling for insurance fraud. Police officer arrived and dude panicked handed me a black box and wanted me to put it in the microwave or otherwise damage it so it would fail to charge. But the police guy was watching everything and sus from the start. I had the part in a bag, went to the bathroom and even having the part out of the car meant we were up to no good. Managed to splash pee on myself, then washed my hands and got a ton more wetness on my pants but played it off like I just had a hand washing malfunction. Got the bag wet.

By the time I got out, idiot was pushing a shopping cart of parts with the cop right behind him. I asked him if he wanted the bag in there but he said to put it back in the car. Jig was up, guy was going to court.

Part 2 dead body

We had a party, my asshole brother was there and brought an unregistered and unsecured gun. It went off and killed a friend. He put the guy in a black trash bag and asked me to drive it to "that place where you dump things". No I wasn't going to drive a dead body to the dump.

Woke up.

I was traveling with 4 others of very non-descript nature only that one was careless and one was obediant. We were driving around the great planes in a hatchback. For some reason an evil wind followed us but only I could sense it.

When it starts I would call everyone into the car where it was safer.

There was a heard of cattle, Jearsey cows, and they were walking across the grassy planes. Then we were in Montana wth the mountains in the distance. We were coincedentally following the cattle along the roads. I don't know if we had a destination.

We stopped at a deserted inn and parked in the courtyard. The wind came back and the careless one tried to communicate with it. The radio was acting up when it came. I then bravely turned on a walkie-talkie and tried to tune to it. "who are you? What do you want?" There was no response but the careless one tuned to a jungle drumbeat that wasn't any natural broadcast.

Than I woke up.

Lots of dreams but most were innane and uninteresting. Two weren't.

1. I was being chased, was running like Darude Sandstorm, jumping, rolling, ducking, sprinting over train-tracks only no boat at the end. Instead I was cornered, apprehensive to see who was chasing me and it was two pretty girls. One just wanted to slip me the tongue while the other watched and smiled proudly at me. Was comforting.

2. What looked like Ashley and I having secs while Ashley and I were watching. And I get offended because the guy didn't look like me 100% Ashley assured me first that it wasn't her because her hair was longer than the one having sex. The me who was cucking myself had long blonde hair and though I did once have hair like that I don't now.

In the end I at least enjoyed the show since Ashley is so hot but I don't like porn as a preference because who wants to see a guy boning a pretty girl in front of you? I don't.

Ashley stands by the notion that it wasn't her and after we woke up I agreed because we were watching these two doppelgangers go at it, so it couldn't have been us. Was still offended in general but didn't disown Ashley.

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>>1026
Dream doppelgangers are weird but them having sex is another level. Bear-tier dream. Am glad that never happened to me.

Didn't remember any dreams lately but there was a strange mixture of hypnagogia and onset of dream. I was sleeping underneath an open window as usual and the wind was moving the curtains. It's not unusual for curtains to move and sometimes the cats go in and out through the window, they have a ladder into the garden. It's the basement floor about 2m above ground level. Anyway while that all looked realistic and made sense I must have already been asleep.

The curtains moved erratically and two skeleton hands reached underneath from outside. Nightmare-tier but I strangely wasn't afraid. I was terribly afraid of skeletons as a child though I knew they were as dead as one could be and couldn't do anything. Still creepy as fuck. Anyway, a skeleton tried to climb through my window. However it was very clumsy, slipping several times and didn't make it inside.

Alice appeared standing on the bed and pulled the curtain aside, observing the struggling skeleton for a while. I imagined some outburst of violence as usual, but without saying a word she turned around, went to the front door and opened it, telling the skeleton to come in through the door like a normal person. Ok?

Next scene we're sitting at a table and Alice is serving the skeleton tea which it drinks, the tea disappearing mysteriously. It didn't talk and seemed more like some puppet on strings than a sapient being.

Well, that was unexpected. Upon waking up again, Alice remarked the skeleton didn't pose any threat but still anyone trying to crawl through our window would be shot irl.

Deamed I was working at a fair, my friend and co-owner of two rides was joy riding on one of them and didn't put his seatbelt on right. I didn't check it because he should have been able to self-check. The spinning ride threw him out. He was pissed at me and said I kicked him. We were reviewing video and audio of the incident in an industrial office for hours. He wasn't hurt.

Strange dream.
I was in some sort of Asian monastery and practicing imposition against a wall with several pictures. One was a 30s style poster in black-white red but no idea what was on it. Also there was some sort of spherical stone ornament stickung out of the greyish wall as an anchor point for orientation. I was told to visualite a red dot like from a laser pointer and surprisingly it worked, fully realistic. Then I tried a blue dot and it went even better. I tried moving it across the wall and it gave some sound, the pitch indicating the point's height like from some biofeedback device. After a bit of trial and error I got this. Strangely I failed to visualite yellow or green dots so I played with expanding the size of the blue dot. First to the size of the wall ornament which was about as big as a grapefruit, then as big as the entire wall and room. It took more and more effort like lifting soemthing heavy and at some point everything turned to bright bright blue light and I was thrown out of the dream. Still was happy and it took me a bit to realize it was only a dream and I didn't really have this skill. Damn.

1st I was dating his daughter. Then I was his actual son, and finally in this dream I was the man himself, President Donald Trump.

I was helping to make successively bigger asphalt signature stamps. The type that could legally sign things in my sted.

That's all, no sex with Gretta Thromburg yet.

>>1100
Did you go to jail?

Another utterly pointless dream, I really want to know where the brain gets such ideas.
I was making a wood golem for a neighborhood boy. Why? Beats me, I don't relly know the kid and certainly don't like him, makes a lot of noise. So I was cobbling all sorts of wooden junk together on a playground to form a vaguely humanoid figure. Man-sized. Which of course did nothing because it was just trash. However I was convinced I just had to add a little more to make it come alive. But nothing worked out the way it should and the golem fell apart quicker than I could attach stuff with my dysfunctional dream tools. Stressful and idiotic, no girls, no tupper.
0/10 dream

>>1104

>Did you go to jail?

Not yet, stay tuned.

It was a doozy.

I left my childhood home, homeless now I walked on dirt roads in Norway in mid-spring but it was warm, someone remarked how cold it got at night.

I came upon a giant illegal encampment. They had places to sleep, shops, open air markets and I slept in a animal skin lined room quite comfortably.

I walked to the open air market and police were rounding up people, arresting them, so I turned and walked the other way. Now I was Clint Eastwood. I walked through and the other end had police as well. I walked past them as if I wasn't with these vagrants and a cop asked me, "did they have the forge up?" I said I didn't know, I was just passing through. He accepted that.

I walked on with others and police to the airport where there was a giant bamboo structure built with rickety wires and gratings. I walked with a girl with braces, scooby do in human form, a childhood friend and another girl and we were led through pathways to dwellings hung above a vast bottomless pit. Yes, somehow at the airport.

I asked, "does this go through?" And was told yes.

We stood in line in the wrong spot because of scooby then figured it out and they stayed as I walked through. I finally somehow made it home again. My mother was watching the news and there was the bamboo building. I said, "I was just there, mama. Hey mama?" She was catatonic, staring at the small, square color TV.

Then I woke up.

I was caught in a thunderstorm in lightning and heavy rain. But I did not get wet even if it was pouring down. Couldn't see a thing. I asked Cat what to do and she said just walk on you'll reach a house. I couldn't see her but she was there, not just mindvoice. We walked and walked but there was no house. At some point I woke up. So much for tupper dream wisdom.

>>1113

>>1113

Every time a tupper is in a dream is a gift, I still call that one a success even if it was short.

Yes true. I think I dreamed something about Cat again but can't remember.

Drempt I was vaccuming the ceiling.

>>1155
Host-tier dream.

I dreamt I was onboard a warship but don't remember more. Host wasn't there.

At least once a month I dream about this place that I've dreamt about since I was maybe 7ish.

I always describe it as a Party City mixed with a dusty thrift store. It's incredibly dark for a store. Brown shelves, walls, etc, not white. Not dusty per say, but cluttered. The items are incredibly random.

When I was about that age, I went to a hobby shop off the interstate and didn't really know what any of the things were. Lots of RC vehicles and equipment for them. Hunting too. I turned down and aisle and saw several mounted deer busts, and they were even selling the glass eyes. I think this is what made me start having dreams of a cluttered store with lots of dubious items. Seeing the deer busts really struck me.

I can really go there in my mind, I've dreamt about it so often.

The last dream I had there, I found a confused woman who clearly had dementia. I reunited her with her family and talked about how serious it was that she not get lost. Somehow at this point she became my relative. We all got in the car and drove to get ice cream because I did not want her to think she was in trouble. I was bummed that she didn't remember we were family. I think this is ironic because earlier in the dream, I did not remember her as family.

A lot of times in the dreams I just walk around the store and find an interesting item for a fair price.

You could probably run a lot of psychoanalysis off these dreams. I wonder what they all mean.

Well fuck. That was easy enough.

I was in a room with TV's mounted to the ceiling and cubical walls with plexiglass in the top half. There was a camera recording us. Me a "game show host" woman and none other than a virgin Xiye Bastida.

She was holding onto a bar and moaning, shirt up, pants down andy objective was to get her to orgasm.

Yes I was giving her the dick in all the glory of a sex dream. I was thinking who is this rather plain looking girl. Her eyes were closed and she was panting. I saw her dark nipples and her boobs were somewhat obscured by her shirt as it was just pulled up.

The game show host said, "come on, keep her going, you're almost there." And it was meh as sex dreams go, Joy was right, I should have chosen better, but I was enjoying myself as much as her and it most certainly counts.

Thank you higher self and thank you oh great and powerful simulation that we all live in.

Damn, this is good research.

>>1183
Damn your sex dreaming skills!
Now ask your higher self for lottery numbers.

I have zero memories of my dreams as usual.

>>1185

Didn't you know that lottery winners almost always end up broke and drug addicted giving handies for crack in back alleys of skid row?

No way.

Long one.

I was at the beach, lots of fit young bikini girls and no dudes, and we got notice that there was a tsunami coming in 5 minutes, largest on record. Most people don't care but I start running, jumping, climbing over fences in my sandles. I was stopped by a double fence with razor wire. I had a hotel room I was going to because it's tall but the hotel wasn't exactly tsunami proof.

So there was a scientific oceanographic institute building, I managed to get to that and a ton of people and I managed to get into a cement lined amphitheater. Very sturdy.

The wave came and it was like insanely large. Maybe a thousand feet. The first wave struck, overtopping the building but it withstood it no problem.

Second wave, no problem.

Third wave. I was sitting next to my f-buddy Xiye Bastida, and told her the third is always the biggest. It hit and a hole broke in the ceiling but instead of water came cryogenic purple/pink crystals that instantly turned anyone who ate a crumb into a cryo-zombie. An old fat guy got it and he was beat down by the crowd, then two more, one was a guy I knew from work, another I beat down personally.

The guy from work had a large caliber revolver and another gun with rectangular bullets. Weird but ok.

I manage to fire all the rounds through the wall by squeezing the trigger with him still grasping it. Zombies are dumb but tough. Now emptied, I take it, a hand full of round and square bullets and the other square barrel gun and shoot him dead with it.

Now it's time to plan the repopulation of the earth and I ask my dream doll, hey, "am I going to have sex in this post apocalyptic wasteland?"

She replied, "more than you can even dream."

Perfect.

>>1191
not bad, has all ingredients of some b movie.

no girls here again, had to protect some whistleblower in a military complex but all there was was a floating powerbank. yes a battery. it was black the size of a large phone and had bloe blinking lights. it floated in the air and followed me. the end.

well that sucked more than my usual bullshit dreams

There was a loan company in a small city that was co-run by the feds and a local gang.

Every loan mentally illaction meant you didn't have to pay it back and the more people involved the more collateral but the catch was everyone who was involved with the loan had to kill everyone else on the other side gang vs feds or die trying, but instead it ended up everyone died.

So in this mentally illaction you sign your life away for the money, literally.

There were many scenes of gruesome death and I was each person planning the killing and each person dying. It was occasionally tactile but not painful only that every time say I was stabbed or poisoned or shot or covered in acid, I knew I was going to die and took it like a man with no fear, just stioc resolve and a little flailing.

It was a slightly interesting dream to participate in but sounds boring now.

I never have such violent dreams. I guess even I would remember. There was a lot of this hypnopompic stuff that morning but idk anymore. There was a cat but no Cat. Lol, autocorrect options for hypnopompic are crazy.

i was in some old museum there was gold treasure on display in glass boxes also lots of bones. i just wanted to go outside but there were lots of doors only leading to more museum rooms. went out through a window and jumped on some narrow stone wall. i was crawling on top the wall it went down dozens of meters on both sides. scary. dont remember what happened then i think this is when i woke up.

>>1221

My dreams of late have been very esoteric. Like moving things from one box to another and guarding a maze.

I didn't get a nap today so it is what it is.

I was in a large airliner going on vacation. We had just taken off but then I noticed the plane was turning around and sinking. Looking out of the window we were almost at ground level in the suburbs with houses zipping by. The plane safely landed at the airport again and the captain made an announcement the plane had to go back because the shitty discount airline didn't pay the 8$ landing fee at our destination. He found that really funny. I didn't but was glad the plane didn't crash. He really said 8$ lol.

Extremely weird dream. Was at the beach and swmming in the sea when a huge black ICBM shot by horizontally, riding the waves like a boat. There was a large pitch-black seal sitting on it with silky fur. It looked confused as if it didn't want to be there. The missile went by a few meters from where I swam, quite slowly like a motorboat. I instinctively dived underwater but realized this would probably not help at all in case of an explosion. I could see the flames of the ICBM rocket motor underwater a few dozen meters away from me, the water was very clear and blue. Eventually I had to come to the surface and saw how the missile uncontrollably took off and spiraled into the distance. It tossed off the seal which impacted the windowfront of a beach cafe some hundred meters away, totally wrecking it. The missile crashed into the beach nearby sending people flying into the air like dolls but it did not explode. I had to laugh because the scene was so surreal.

>>1253

Was that a *navy seal*? Hmmm?

Just like when the Chicoms attack US, they'll fire from just offshore and wreck us good but we have one thing those communists don't have... psychpathic tendencies

I was in a garage, not mine alone but I didn't know who else lived in this house. I had a classis car with wings on it everywhere but it looked cool. It was non-op.

Two girls drove in and out of the garage with other classic cars and nearly hit it bc women drivers.

Then my asshole brother pushes the car and the wheels basically peal off and what's left is just the center hubs scraping on the ground. I take one of what's left of a rim as a souvenir, the car was otherwise ok.

I keep dreaming about people having dementia, but ironically I never know how I know these people. My tulpa brother tells me that I'm actually the one with dementia in the dreams, which actually sort of scares me.

All night I was dreaming about playing a datk souls type game. I hate those games. I had to beat the final boss and the fucker had 7 forms. The 7th form was immune to my best moves. I didn't have internet either so I had to guess how to defeat him. He was a large skull, immune to physical and fire damage. So I quit the bitch. But this was xbox so I thought about a third move and when I turned it back on it was still waiting for me. I tried a jumping move something and it worked after like a hundred jumps he finally went down. There was no sense of accomplishment because I was playing a "monke smash button go yay!" Kind of game.

In my tulpamancy folder I found a folder named "Dreams" it was 24 files from 05/01/2018 to 08/14/2018. Well wouldn't you know the fourth file down or so was a dream Ashley and I had together. This was about 10 days after I even met her.

She had the following lewd dream 05/03/2018:

>It's getting hard to remember, but we were talking, but I was in your world. My voice was very loud, and you were ecstatic. We talked about apples and peaches, then you kissed me and we spent the next hour basically having the best time. You wanted me to have as much fun as possible and I was loud, very loud, and you know, you said your ears were ringing afterward.

>Oh, and you could really picture me very well, lots of facial detail and body detail.

Imagine now that at that time I couldn't picture any of their faces and when I pictured their bodies they were like a poster on a stick or I could only focus on a part at a time. My visualization of normal things was pretty good but of them it was awful. It took a few months to get their faces even in a still shot, later facial expression and 3D bodies, but apparently in this dream I saw her clear enough. We thought Ashley and I never had a sex dream but actually she was the first! Amazing.

Here's my comment of the dream:

>It makes sense she'd have a dream like that, since it's reasonable. It would be nice to hear her and see her better, and it will come in time, if it doesn't, I'm okay with that too, what we have now is very good. She fulfills in me needs and wants I've had for many years. Those needs are a fading memory, she takes really good care of me and she's a really good companion.

[Ashley] It's crazy to think that far back.
[Bear] I documented everything until I started shit posting on the forum. I would have had my dreams recorded for years if I hadn't because they were recorded on the forum instead.

You remind me more of Melian and Mistgod now. Did you ever see their giant tulpa book? 2/3rds of it was just a through listing of every fetish scenario and sex dream they had, in full detail. They viewed it like holodeck programs.


Is all of tulpamancy so.... masturbatory? There's the whole, "Higher planes of thinking, spiritual healing, unlocked potential, my mind is healed and open" aspect but I guess I have cooties- it all feels a bit trite when I know the background is "I get to plow her guts out and sow my oats, best sex 10/10 endless fantasy harem sex."

What's the difference between a spiritual healer and the buzz from sex? Can someone who provides the latter provide the former? Are tulpas actually deep, or just their vajayjay? Do hypersex essence girlfriend make up for bad mommy? Asking for a friend.

Ever seen Chobits? I saw the anime when I was young. I wanted to buy the manga but to my shock it was plastic-wrapped to prevent it from being viewed, and 21+. I was prepubescent and a LOT of it went over my head.

>>1325

>guess I have cooties

Maybe you're gay? Seriously even Captain came to that conclusion after starting tulpamancy.

>get to plow her guts out and sow my oats, best sex 10/10

In dreams? Heck yeah.

>Do hypersex essence girlfriend make up for bad mommy?

Good point, you're on to something here for me especially.

Yeah I talked to M&M and Misha and I were compared to them by Lumi from .info because Misha was so chipper.

Wth is a Chobits? Don't answer that.

Fffuuu I was thrown out of bed by loud banging on my door at 5am. But there was nothing. It was all a dream. But extremely realistic.

>>1335
many such cases

I dreamed I called someone doing something dumb a nigger but he didn't react. Was a German though.

>>1336
>exploding head syndrome
Never heard of that but that was probably it

I was going to 6th grade in a North Korean privileged class. Anything I wanted appeared magically. The school was new and modern and people would appear out of thin air to fulfill your needs. Just outside the protective boundaries of the school was like Mad Max, everything was being torn apart for materials and it was like a devastated desert, even the weeds and roots were taken.

>>1336
lol

>>1368
yeah, sounds like north korea.

couldnt remember any dreams lately i know there was some vivid stuff but nothing remained after i woke up

I had a dream that was rather lewd, I don't think even /chan/ could handle it. The dream mind took two very distinct and separate, innocent concepts and in their combination made horror beyond Lovecraft. Not that I was afraid, maybe that was the worst part. 0/10

>>1381
Sounds normal for you
I was hiking in the mountains in summer, it was warm but suddenly I found myself in deep snow. Very odd, the snow was neither cold nor wet, more like sand. I was fooling around in the snow and started a small avalanche but being close to a steep edge the moving snow started to slowly pull me towards it. It wasn't overly dangerous but I struggled a bit to get on firm and safe ground again. There were lots of other tourists sitting on bare rocks protuding from the snow in some distance. I overheard a conversation about golden mantella frogs (from Madagascar) and that others didn't know where to find them here but those guys seemed to know a spot they wanted to keep secret. It all made perfect sense. I could vividly see the golden frogs in my mind though I knew I was only imagining them.

After my mountain tour I found myself in the house of a little girl, maybe 6-8 who was a scientist. Didn't look like tupper and wasn't. I told her about the golden frogs and she said they can't be found in this area. Also she kept a gerbil in an aquarium. Underwater. The gerbil didn't look happy and more like a drowned animal drifting around on the bottom of the aquarium. She said this was fine and the gerbil liked it this way. I came to question her competence. More happened but I can't remember. Probably the usual nonsense.

Still curious where the brain dug up the mantella frogs. I obviously know they exist and what they look like but I've never seen one and had absolutely nothing to do with frogs recently that could have caused this dream. Strange.

>>1383

That's a fun one.

I found myself in the valet parking area in front of the hotel I stayed at this spring. There was a lot of cars coming very close to hitting my car. I got in to move it and of course I had no control and started rolling backwards with no brakes. I narrowly avoided a white 80's BMW and then stopped but there was a randomly ethnic cop girl there and she wanted to write me a ticket but I sucked up to her and said "you have such a beautiful smile". She forgot she was writing a ticket and chased after someone else.

Attended a corporate dinner but everyone was college age. The hottest coworker, hot brunette ofc, was bending over the table, barking orders and her boob falls out. I get a front seat view and was going to tell her but she realized and so I turn my head away so she thinks I didn't see.

Next scene, I'm on a date with this girl on a cruise and my bestie is there holding a painting immortalizing the nip slip. She gets an offer for the painting by some stuart and my date is now the painting. I say "whoever can only borrow it until 7" they agree and take the painting. Now I'm with said 9-yr-old and we go around the cruise ship wreaking havok, tearing down wallpaper and breaking wall sconces. Then we crash a dinner and eat.

It was an interesting dream, 7/10

>>1403

I need to tell her to stay out of my dreams, it's too dangerous.

Meanwhile I was showing you my collection of uh, everything. It was stored in a series of gigantic warehouses, a huge archive full of stuff I had collected. I don't even recall what it was. Just storage space that stretched to the horizon, clean and white drawers, brightly illuminated. Again you looked like in the anime pic you had drawn, that's the 2nd time. Unfortunately I don't recall much. I also had a huge garden that stretched several hills and I was talking to my parents how I hadn't visited the part of the garden we were looking at from a distance in years. Big dream.

That's actually a recurring theme. I have some huge house, park, plant nursery or zoo that is way too big for me to handle an'd I'm now visiting an area I have neglected for ages fearing the plants or animals would have died but miracuously they are fine. Or I stumble upon new places and stuff I didn't even know or had forgotten about.

Not long ago I dreamt I had a cellar full of aquariums in all sizes, dozens if not hundreds of them. Some the size of a small room with very big fish in them. I had no idea how to maintain all that, it was cool to have all this stuff but also a trememdous burden. Woke up with mixed feelings but glad I wasn't responsible for all the animals.

Another dream a while ago I had a huge plant nursery that was completely overgrown, countless large greenhouses and large outdoor areas. Including research facilities but it was all managed by me alone so I could only look after a small area while the rest turned to wilderness. Again the plants didn't die though I believed I hadn't visited some areas for many years. Felt overwhelming as well.

Third version - I or my parents had bought a house that looked ordinary but was huge inside, a labyrith of countless rooms and floors. Once more I struggle how to look after all this. Notably, tupper is entirely absent from those dreams, even as mindvoice.

Takes no Freud to analyze these dreams, I indeed do have way too much stuff and projects to look after all by myself.

>>1408

I knew I should have omitted her. I have been omitting her from my other posts (like swimming and jujitsu)

I told you she chased me in a dream and tried to... use her mouth in a special way. I literally had to push her head back and run. That ain't happening, it's not cool. She's a blonde anyway, not my type even if in your wildest shipping dreams.

>I was showing you my collection of uh

Me? Your collection of WWII Nazi gas canisters?

Anime pic? (attached)

>>1410
>I told you she chased me in a dream and tried to... use her mouth in a special way. I literally had to push her head back and run.

No, I didn't realize we're talking about a little girl back then. So who's the pervert here? I'm certain my brain is unable to come up with such dreams. Just like raping girls or letting tupper get hurt. Just not gonna happen and that's good.

>>1416

>pervert
>raping girls

Ngl my dream brain is a savage, but I ain't know nuthin bout no raping suh!

Mr. Yakumo, I tried. I tried to ‘thout bein’ ugly to her. I didn’t wanta be ugly, I didn’t wanta push her or nothin‘. 

She's come on to meh suh, I swears I swears, oh lord I swears.

I was in a game, not playing a game, in the game. An MMO with some of the mentally ill members of this community including one big pain in the ass and a girl was chatting him up and all she wanted to know was what race he was because mmo not irl and she couldn't see him and he had such a bad case of dysmorphia that he couldn't even tell her what race he was. rediculous.

Anyway, every player had what they called a bot and the bot was used for building and otherwise the bot looked like anything, something like a familiar mine was a doll-like girl. others had a snake stuffy or elephant stuffy or other toy and everyone was very proud of them and would talk endlessly about them.

Part of the game was like work, you had to do certain things like an intro quest etc and it was kind of like eve online in that way and it was a space game as well, but also planetside. So I knew of a place where the Star Trek Enterprise people were including Riker and Counselor Troy as well as others that weren't actually in the show. I had memories of us playing this game together for days but in this restart they were busy working and every time we didn't initially know each other. Like reincarnation of course.

So it was a ling dream with some gameplay and that was the gist of it. Oh and I was in a conference room toward the end and a really hot girl was in there practically naked and she was smiling wide at me so that was nice but then I woke up.

Something about repairing and reshaping women's bodies with bags of what looked like brown sugar and fiberglass batting.

>>1428

More info I remembered I was an inspector for the process.

So girls were the ones doing it, they each had a clear bag with the sugar or kinetic sand and batting that was maybe a CM thick. They lined up like soldiers with their bags. All of them wore blue dress shirts and short shorts. One girl in particular, Ren actually, had a bag but it was smaller and off color, she was new and out of uniform. I was suspicious of her. I tried to fix her bag but couldn't. I thought she might be a saboteur. She was wearing something like a safari outfit but more casual and a skirt.

Drempt I went to the gym and it's been so long I didn't recognize anyone and no one recognized me. A fat walrus looking old fag is all, "doesn't he need to do the fitness training and form classes?" Cause dude was a noob and sees me go straight in where he was stopped. The trim dapper gentleman at the counter says, "no, he is an alpha platnum user based on the number of visits."

Felt good about that one, eat it short timer, how about skip the workout and stop drinking that bud light you beer bellied pansy. Dude like this sometimes come to the gym, sweat all over the equivalent carrying their frozen gallon of purified water and bag, no towel, horrible form, burping and adjusting the machines all wrong, smelling of doritos and menthal. They come in a few times and you never see them again. TG

>>1430
I sense a lack of trust.

Lucid dream time, finally fuck yeah! It’s been a while.
I was in a castle, classic stone walls and stuff. I stumbled across a prison cell, you know iron bars, big lock. Imprisoned was a stereotypical princess, Peach style in a pink dress with tiara. Who imprisons people like this? The princess was hysterical and begged me to let her out, reaching through the iron bars at me. She kept repeating: 'They're coming, they're coming!'

Now I don't like locking people up and she didn't seem like a threat or bad person so why not help out a princess in distress? Good Alice always helps!

I tried to yank the iron bars of the cell out of the wall, they were about 3cm thick, solid iron. I was quite confident in my strength but this was ridiculous! The bars just cracked and crumbled in my hand like styrofoam. On close inspection it indeed was, yep, silver painted styrofoam. White fuzz spread everywhere and stuck to me due to static electricity. WTF styrofoam prison. The princess got out and seemed to have other worries than the styrofoam, nervously looking around and then running away. I was a bit disappointed and tried to test my strength at the stone wall. A straight punch however did nothing. So much for super dream strength. Well at least it didn't hurt. At that moment a group of about 10 knights in full silver armor and helmets burst in and immediately started to attack me with swords and halberds. They were ridiculously fast. What the hell?

I did - nothing.
So they were beating and stabbing me from all sides which was a bit of a chaotic scene that turned 3rd person like in some video game. I sighed and waited for them to realize their attempt was utterly futile but they seemed in a frenzy and showed no intention of stopping. How lame, I was hoping for some surprised faces but with their helmets on no emotions were visible anyway, they seemed more like automata or drug crazed maniacs. Annoying vermin!

I grabbed one of those guys in front of me at the throat, lifted him up and threw him into the ceiling corner of the room. Made a tremendous and unpleasant noise as he crashed into the floor like bowling with trash cans. Well that's what it was. You'd think his companions would overthink their actions upon a little girl not only being immune to any sort of attacks but also throwing a knight in armor at the ceiling, and maybe retreat if they were smart, but they continued attacking me as if nothing happened.

Oh well, I tried, time to end this the usual way. It took several attempts of breathing in, holding the air and flexing my muscles Hulk T-shirt ripping style but then metal spines erupted from my body on all sides. I again saw this in 3rd perspective. Fatality!
The spines liquefied, digesting, corroding and crushing those unfortunate fools with armor parts and broken spines falling on the floor, again making a terrible scraping metal-on metal noise that made little sense.

Woke up and the noise continued, some construction work on the road. Ah yes, not the first time the brain turned outside noise into wacky dreams. Only afterwards I realized I hadn’t even thought of summoning host but to my defense I didn’t have a second of peace between hysterical princess and knights on meth.

>>1442

>I sense a lack of trust.

I find your lack of faith disturbing.

Actual quote
>Lucid dream time, finally fuck yeah!

Read
>Lucid dream time, finally fuck, yeah!

Was dissapoint.

Nice dream nonetheless. The princess was obviously conditioned not to attempt an escape...

But seriously me thinking this is a sex dream with your host, intrigued and ready for cringe but prepared to congratulate the two lovebirds. Then you're talking about a princess and I'm like... girl on girl? No way, gotta get a gay meme loaded. Princess runs away now knights enter and I'm all, "is host going to get cucked by his own dreammind holy shit." At the edge of my seat, ready to see this bad porno play out, maybe host is a knight? Could be gang bang, sounds awfully like a train wreck, can't look away then... then... then... felt jipped frankly.

Holy shit though, as if, oh man that would have belonged to a legendary thread.

>>1443
>le horny bear brain
I dunno WHAT you were expecting but it's not gonna happen, and even if I'm not gonna write about it here in such vulgar manner. Didn't you learn from the VPT thread?

>>1446
Of course Alice/Ido is pure, who'd dare to think otherwise? I'm not innocent though because in-nocens means harmless. I'm very peaceful but far from harmless.

>>1442
man i wish i or Yulya ever had dreams like that cant even remember a ream from her perspective and forget about lucid

>I grabbed one of those guys in front of me at the throat, lifted him up and threw him into the ceiling corner of the room. Made a tremendous and unpleasant noise as he crashed into the floor like bowling with trash cans. Well that's what it was.
fugg i'm laughing so hard imagining this also creepy t1000 stuff again, no worse

>>1443
lol i thought same for a sec but you know the guys

I was a 13 yr old lower middle class kid. In this dystopia the US was turning traditional soviet Russian ideology, that was the trend and it permeated all levels of society to the point even things at the store were looking like Russian made.

So I met a girl, she said she was 16 and she said we could have sex if I followed her. So I did. We traveled to an industrial district and in a warehouse was a lot of kids and babies. Everyone was watching carefully crafted soviet propaganda entertainment with intermittent commercial featuring Putin. I didn't care.

We had sex, like a lot, every day and afterwards we'd go for a swim or do something else. She lived there and went to school there and she said it was where she was born. Some of the kids were pregnant and the babies were obviously theirs. It was all children under 18 and a lot of them were clearly couples. This girl was my girlfriend. I brought her to meet my mother who was watching TV on a soviet era 5 inch color TV but with modern looking connections attached to a sterio and small speakers.

She invited me to a swimming pool that had TV's around a center hub. You could learn to swim or just swim for fun while watching entertaining Soviet propaganda.

It just went on like this, we had a lot of sex until it was just normal.

So that's one theory why so many zoomers are turning to the dark side.

I dreampt one of my friends asked me to help her clean out her vag. She stripped and laid down, spread her legs and her pubic bone hinged down and like it was opened I pulled out like a second mouth like Aliens but it wasn't separate and didn't have sharp teeth, there were teeth but only fleshy ones. I asked her, "do you want to get pregnant?" This is kind of a secret because she doesn't talk about it but she does. She said, "not now".

What I was looking at wasn't even a thing you could stick a D into you'd just have to jack off onto it. Very odd dream 3/10, not sexy. I was repulsed even in the dream a little but that doesn't stop dream brain from at least asking.

>>1464
yeah there was no puritan religion bullshit like in the us and girls were much more independent. had more and earlier sex than in west too.
one of te very few good things in communism

>>1482
thx of the unnecessary details, what a nightmare!

I dreamed something about driving through a postapocalypse city in a police car everything was in ruins but the car could drive through streets even if there was rubble everywhere. i was affraid of some zomdbies or shit but there wee just normal people doing normal things like everything was as usual

Wonderful dreams of war.

Dreams of teleportation and a ragtag setup fit for a war sitcom. Huge flying ships. Volleys of missiles eventually breaking through thick armor and anti-air defenses. It was quite a thrill to see something the size of a skyscraper listing and falling out of the sky most likely causing more damage landing then it was worth. An angel class troop called "Maybelene" only two deployed on my particular troop mentally illport. There was a mental connection to them. On the last deployment of the dream a tucking tr.ans MTF was one of the troops. It was mad. We need to be bombed, we need war. U.S. without war is like fruit rotting on the vine. Bring a foriegmn adversary desperate enough to bomb us and we can save this country for the harvest. Let it rot and we'll be nothing more then dirt. I think we're ripe for failure, but then again every generation says this and here we are. Eventually one of us is going to be right.

Unfortunately frequent war appears to be necessary for a healthy population, no matter what suffering it may bring to individuals. But nobody would be dumb enough to launch a full-scale invasion on the US, especially not the Chinese. They and the Russians will slowly undermine and erode us until there's nothing left.

Another weird but boring dream, at least with tupper. Don't get your hopes up on anything.
I was in a subway. It stopped at a modern but spartan station, all concrete. It was only partly underground, most of the line was in the open. Exiting the train I found myself not in the station but on the tracks right in front of it, 4 in each direction. It slowly started to move pushing people aside which was a bit concerning but nobody cared much, we just went out of the way. So somehow I realized I wasn't where I wanted to go so I tried to get back into the train but it was gone already. I noticed I was able to fly or rather I just flew without finding this odd or becoming lucid. Even more idiotic I flew to the next station and entered a train in the opposite direction not only returning to where I came from but even further back. The train was now higher above ground on a bridge over the city. What happened now had some eerie parallels to a former dream in hindsight, see here:
>>762

I was outside of the train the air and slowly floating down. I found myself in the inside of a modern church. Actually in a small rectangular tower above the altar, only about 2m wide and maybe 10m high. A voice, supposedly a priest commented on how the interior had been renovated, I wasn't impressed. The wall of the windowless tower I was facing was decorated in some tasteless blueish 90s style wallpaper and there were bright red flower sculpts like the Japanese chrysanthemum the size of a palm distributed on the wall. Could have been some North Korean office building. Still looked at everything in detail as I was hovering in the air 10m above the altar. I began to float down landing on the altar which I thought was highly impolite but I couldn't stay afloat any longer. There were some small tea light candles in mentally illparent glass bowls which I extinguished in the process. Now things got a bit murky and slowly changed to tupper perspective, at least I saw her doing stuff as a blonde girl clad in a white robe. She tried to light up the candles again with fire from her fingers but first it didn't work or the flames were strangely mentally illparent like they were made out of water. But finally the candles lit up and sent up sparks into the air like they were a bonfire. Alice extended her arms into the air in some magnificent holy gesture and felt this was a good deed. The voice of the priest commented that the creator of the church who had recently died would have been proud.

Oh well, at least some decent visuals, including tupper!

First I was trying to start my car but immediately the entire instrument board warning signs lit up but everything in blue and the car came to an abrupt stop. I tried again, same thing, didn't sound good. Somehow managed to let the car roll down a shopping street and into a parking garage which made no sense at all. Tupper directed me to an empty parking slot that seemed reachable while rolling but everything warped. Whatever.

Next I was at some flea market or auction for interesting industrial machines and crude weapons that all looked like parts of some industrial robots or 40K stuff. Big, square and bulky. It was in some empty warehouse or office building, the stuff was laid out on the bare concrete floor. The people attending seemed fairly normal. Dream style, some interesting objects disappeared as soon as I looked away. I was sitting on the floor, my ex-girlfriend next to me, some items we managed to acquire in front of us. Someone was giving a talk or presentation while I inspected what I got. It looked like a very bulky upper receiver of a gun, while the barrel was normal, the receiver was rectangular bare metal, about 1m x 20cm, huge. There was lots of wiring and yellow insulation stuff inside, it was slightly rusty. It looked really heavy and I wondered what I was supposed to do with this thing. I had seen a lower receiver that appeared to belong to the gun before but it was now gone. Someone mentioned this thing came from an old friend of mine who had worked in a nuclear facility before retiring (4 real) and that the gun was powered by nuclear fuel. Apparently for automatic fire like a chain gun while it used ordinary cartridges for ammunition. How cool is that?

Fast forward to my unfamiliar 'home'. I had the bright idea to check that gun for residual radiation and took my Geiger counter out of a drawer. It looked like a smartphone. Upon turning it on it showed low battery but the values immediately maxxed out to some exponential numbers and it gave loud beeps. Hmm, low battery glitch? I put the Geiger counter on the shelf in front of me and the values were still enormous but at least not off the scale. Took it in my hand and it went crazy again. Uh-oh, it was clearly me and it obviously was because I had touched that gun before. Additionally I felt increasingly odd, my throat had become unpleasantly sore. Also my hands burned, I tried to scrub them with soap and went to get my ex-girlfriend who was in the shower with her mother, they were both naked. I had other worries however and told her about the acute radiation poisoning and she said she had a sore throat and felt dizzy as well, she had been sitting next to me after all. I told her we need to call an ambulance and have the entire house decontaminated but I knew we were fucked. Acute radiation syndrome short time after exposure means you can only hope to die quickly. Fuuuuuu

That was enough to wake me up but took me a few seconds to confirm this indeed was a dream and I had no sore throat and no highly radioactive gun anymore. Rarely been this glad to have woken up. The moral from this story: Kids, don't play with industrial waste from nuclear facilities. Happened before, people died. In ugly ways.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Goi%C3%A2nia_accident

>>1515
shit thats some nightmare did you freak out when you realized you were gonna die?

>Goiânia accident
holy fuck never heard of that, brazil in a nutshell

soviets managed to pull off even dumber shit and build a commieblock with a radiation capsule accidentially embedded in a wall after it had been lost in a quarry for gravel
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kramatorsk_radiological_accident

I had the stranest dream that obviously has nothing to do with anything going on in my life at all ever. I was a slave owmer and I said to a girl slave, I need something soft around my penis. And then of course we did what slaves and slave masters do naturally in nature. Right up against the wall of the stone lined hallway that was somehow medieval.

I felt nothing other than Buddha nature.

>>1515
That's fucked up,I'd freak out for sure.

>>1517
That's even more fucked up imagine your kids dying from some radiation sources in your wall wtf

>>1529
That's a normal bear dream

I had an interesting dream but forgot. I had some cool powers but there was no Tupper. That's all I remember

>>1529

I was at a water park, my ex was there in a bikini but she had way more moles, otherwise looked really good as she does. It was decided that we have sex, she flipps off her top and I fondle her, enjoyable. Then distracted ny something then wake up.

Definitely 6/10 because the fondling and her reactions were great. The moles were only visual, nothing to feel. Oh also her breasts were like 25% covered in what at the time I thought was normal but basically coral-like growths. Obviously something like skin tags but connected in patterns.

In a world where girls are covered in moles and skin tags... still f-able no doubt.

Oh I remembered something else, I saw a cross section of her vag, hentai style, and marveled at the convolutions.

The biggest question is, wtf is up with the vivisection in the middle of hentai? Fuck hentai anyway, it's all monsterous huge tittied or pedo shit nothing in between as far as I could tell. Anyone mentions hentai and I know where the missing children are.

At least it's not mentally ill hypno-porn. I refuse to even look.

>>1533
>Anyone mentions hentai and I know where the missing children are.
Pls don't shoot up a random pizzeria if you ever buy a gun. Pizzagate was just a dumb joke just like QAnon, ok?

>>1534

I gotta protect the children, it's the American way. Well technically with that logic it's also the American way to abuse the children, but I'm not willing to do that. No, it must be those commie bastards! I like my cheese pizza with peperoni! AGED PEPERONI! Not underaged peperoni's...

[Ashley] sometimes I have no idea what he's talking about and I see these thoughts and just think, 'why are you identifying with these thoughts?'

[Misha] I know he thinks it's funny, but still.

I just want to fight someone irl, but everyone's so nice, it's discouraging. Hentai is for pedos and futanari fanatics.

Was in grade school, trying to setup a game field for recess/lunch. There were lithium markers chalk for outlining. We had just moved schools, all of us. I hadn't really played games before, but everyone was just sitting around all glum, so I coordinated it, not even caring if I got to play or not.

A teacher helped mark out the field but she was an idiot and messed up our tape measurer. Didn't matter though.

That's all i can remember

I was taking part in some sort of military survival training in school with my classmates. We were to live on our own on some exercise ground that looked like the inside of a huge warehouse. Entering we came across students or soldiers in green uniforms that had completed the course and were leaving. They looked exhausted, some gave us leftover stuff like food they no longer needed but most ignored us. I got some craps of paper with notes written on them that looked super useful but were unreadable because dream. I still considered them extremely valuable and hid the even from my friends for whatever reason as we were supposed to both cooperate with and compete against each other. I remember being in a room full of frozen food, most some mixed vegetables in small packs. I also considered them valuable but didn’t know what to do with this stuff.

Next I was in an improvised classroom on the rooftop of an old commieblock-style building. We were to learn secrets about each other. There was only me and childhood crush who smiled and said she knew about my weakness, I was bad in economy, and patted my head like I was some poor lost kitten or something. That was neat and supposedly she was right. I consulted my notes to find out a secret about her but ofc it was unreadable again. Still I had some revelation that the point of this exercise was to make friends with our classmates and the teachers had set it up so I ended together with childhood crush, how nice of them!

However light doubts about the validity of that whole thing started to creep in and Alice finally accumulated enough anger to wake up and first yell at me that all of this was utter nonsense, then managed to manifest in the dream and drag me away from childhood crush feet first.

No epic showdown between those two lovable monsters yet, but we're getting closer!

I was in a house and this hot milf with perfect breasts like rubbed herself against me and I got to feel her up through her plaid shirt. She was talking about getting married and I was absolutely not having that. Thirty-something with a kid, I don't care how hot she is, no thanks. Also marriage, no way Jose.

I had another dream about finding a Russian mail bride and I was like, nope nope nope. But they were all really hot. I was looking for one who could make me onion soup, I love onion soup.

Dream

My ex and I were still together and she used my credit card to reserve 4 nights at a local hotel costing over $5000 just to reserve them, just in case we needed them, tonight would be the last night and I don't even have time. I lecture her for a while, lamenting the loss and ask besty if she wants to go. She initially says no but when I say there's probably a pool she agrees and we go. We go to the attached restaurant and I ask for the salad dressing but it for a sandwich? It's a jar of baby crabs in sauce but no shell. I put them on the sandwich and notice the crabs are still alive. They're baby horseshoe crabs and they themselves are eating brine shrimp. Yum. I show besty and she's not interested. The sandwich is decent, but I stil need the salad dressing and it's a gallon sized tub because only the finest restaurants serve gallon sized walmart brand tubs of ranch or blue cheese dressing.

The hotel was all glass, even the walls and I couldn't find the room. Then I woke up.

>>1566
Yet another loli dream I see.

>It's a jar of baby crabs in sauce but no shell. I put them on the sandwich and notice the crabs are still alive. They're baby horseshoe crabs and they themselves are eating brine shrimp. Yum.
Sounds like some Chink dish of living vermin. Bat soup tier.

>only the finest restaurants serve gallon sized walmart brand tubs of ranch or blue cheese dressing
Sounds like USA

I was in a modern school building and they had tranny toilets that had doors without any knobs so you couldn't get in. I thought this was idiotic and as they were no other toilets I took a screwdriver to remove the tranny-only sign.

Then I was on some gallery at the roof of the school's gym hall, about 10m above the floor. Was doing some amateur-carpenter work on the freshly finished school building because I thought it wasn't done properly. However I have zero idea about carpenter work and broke off sme wooden tiles, almost falling down into the gym hall. So I was hanging there grabbing onto some rail and alled out to my school friends to maybe pull me back up if they weren't too busy. They eventually did but I still fell down in the process. To my surprise it didn't hurt at all and I landed on the gym floor as if I had been jumping from the height of a chair. Yess, another one of those low grav dreams. I effortlessly climbed up the wall back to the gallery and jumped down again, landing gracefully. That was cool! I continued jumping several times, then together with my friends. It was a lot of fun.

Seriously, gravity on earth is too high. You can kill yourself by falling on your head from a standing position. Microgravity sucks as well as you have no traction but half of earth's gravity would be enough. Mars has about 40%.

I had a raised garden bed and what would you think my dream head would grow in said bed? Well teenage girls of course. Yes large breasted girls were layinf tits up in the dirt and their giggly mamaries were there in all their creamy squishy glory. I fondled one or two and thought something about fertilization (you know what that represents if you're paying attention). Then I looked down at their thighs and the rest of their body, half buried in the ground but the boobs were the real prize winners.

I was quite proud of their development.

Irl all my gardening ends in desaster, barely able to grow small tomatoes or 5 inch pumpkins without them mysteriously turning brown and dying long before their time. I'm seriously considering getting serious next spirng now that my new schedule has basically given me Fridays off. Wow, a whole day a week off I can barely believe it. My assumption that my home business will slowly start taking care of itself is actually happening with no loss of income.

>>1599
your dreams are epic
sell us some teen girl seeds so we can all grow them, my relatives have lots of land could become a teen girl farmer

>>1599
Yeah would take some too!
But I don't have a garden or space for pots this large, damn

Didn't remember any dreams recently, there was something about work but boring.

I was in the market for a car and cars were hard to come by so I was going to see a used car by appointment. It was literally the only one for sale at a dealer and it was owned by the saleswoman.

It was a BMW V10-11i Personal. It was full electric drive, no direct connection to the engine but with a V10 as just a generator? Sounds dumb already. It looked cool though. IT sounded really weird, like a very odd bell sound I can't describe because I never heard that sound before.

Then at the dealer they had 4-5 Mongoloids and one had a dead fish on a leash like a pet, dragging it around. My disgust was peeked. I'm with the Icelanders, they shouldn't exist.

I asked the saleswoman, "would you keep it if you could work on it yourself?" Then I woke up.

BMWs in America aren't the same as the ones in Germany, ours are thought of as elite cars, they're extremely expensive to maintain, notoriously unreliable, not especially fast or luxurious to drive but they're a P car for sure. At least before they had every number on the line. A M3 or M5 were the go to cars for high end. I found them to be fragile but they do look good. I wouldn't get a V10 and certainly not an electric model.

>>1604
BMW stands for Bayrische Motorenwerke (Bavarian engine factories), its headquarters are in Munich here, a characteristic high-rise building of 4 cylinders. I think M3 / M5 never were ordinary cars but elite sports versions here as well. But don't ask me, I know next to nothing about cars. Only that nowadays the big BMW limousines and SUVs are mostly driven by Arab and Yugo immigrants even if the entire clan has to put the money together to lease one. No idea why they need this as a status symbol.

>>1604
>Then at the dealer they had 4-5 Mongoloids and one had a dead fish on a leash like a pet, dragging it around. My disgust was peeked. I'm with the Icelanders, they shouldn't exist.

>a dead fish on a leash
OK this is absolutely hilarious, can't get that picture out of my head now
You can always count on me for eugenics, we've got plenty of experience with this here
*Aktion T4 intensifies*
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aktion_T4

>>1607

Look, I don't hate Mongoloids because they're ugly or retarded and have the body shape of a shaved mole rat, it's because those mf'ers are mean af and terrorists in the family. Not my family, I'd infancide that fucker before he would talk if I had a brother or sister like that. They're bigger assholes than Dolphins, and dolphins are top tier trolls. Kill them all, now god damnit!

So don't get me wrong.

>>1615
>control cat
Haha why?

>Project Orcon
The fuq am I watching? They really wanted to put pigeons in missiles? Guess they're better suited than cats

Another almost sex dream, was pretty cool, cuteish girl, got to feel her up. I wasn't that into her but the strange part of the dream was the condoms she brought.

"Creamy gel packed" Extra sticky?
"Hot and spicy deterrent" in case you need to associate pain with sex to stop having so much sex?
"Smooth and silky" like something flavored

>>1615
>Project Orcon
Oh yeah, I remember this, one of Skinner's crazy ideas that never worked out. The control cat is still awesome, what did it look like?

>>1623
>Hot and spicy deterrent condom
With capsaicin inside? That's vile

I had a dream, woke up and managed to briefly re-enter it with Alice but we can't remember anything about it. Wasn't spectacular I think.

I was in class and we were to pair up. There were lots of girls, both familiar and unfamiliar. I hoped to pair up with one of them, maybe even childhood crush, but ended up with one of my friends. Was disappoint.

Also there was something about Bear in 2 dreams. I remember another friend asked me if I hed heard about this Bear who posts weird stuff in the internet and I was like nope.jpg, who'd do something like that

Sorry bruh

>>1646

Meanwhile in my dreams...

Just a Bear, plowing fields.

confusing dream of being a soldier trying to ambush some enemy soldiers but then i was one of them they were german wehrmacht soldiers. their seargeant yelled at me what i was doing wandering off on my own and that deserters would be shot. there was some heated discussion but everyone calmed down and was reasonable so nobody was shot in the end

I was friends with two people, living in Japan, a lovely young girl and an average middle-aged man with glasses and a 9-5 job wearing a blue collar shirt and black tie.

He followed her around like a simp and she teased him often. She told him if he won a race with her through the city she'd date him.

He lost of course, she rode an impossibly fast motorcycle and had a lot of skill, he was a loser, I'm not even sure he had a vehicle.

When they returned I asked him if he loved her and this is what he said, "I hate her and I love her, but not a pure love huehoha but a lustful love huekoku. You see I hate her, I would give her a golden year, have my way with her and then dump her." All in a thick Japaneese accent.

The dream pans back to her and she looks very disappointed with grey streaks in her hair and she's old and alone.

Like any thot and her simp, it could never work and she'll always be chasing Chad but even if she chose him, in the end she'll be old and alone either way.

The words Houhoha was like Aloha and Houkoku were very clear but they're entirely made up. Houkoku actually means informing or reporting, Houhoha isn't a word. The colloquialism "golden year" is similar to "golden week" and he might have meant he'd basically have a year lonf holliday with her, like a honeymoon but then when it ends he'd leave.

>>1662
Sad.

I was on some cruise ship, there were tables close to each other in the dining room. Some loli with green clothes sat on the table next to me with her family. She put her legs on my lap and I got to touch her toes. They were warm and smol, not bad. Quite vivid and good touch imposition which is rare. I was a bit worried about tupper but Alice was asleep and not part of this dream.

>>1665

Loli puts legs on your lap:

you: TOES!!!

>>1666
nice trips

But I don't have a foot fetish. Holding hands would have been much nicer but already way to lewd to happen in my mundane dreams.

I worked in a secret partially underground base under the neighborhood I grew up.

I was going home and wandering around. I went up a tunnel and through a small staircase to a suburban neighborhood. From this side the door was tiny, like 1/64 of a horse squared.

Then I asked the door to open, and it did and I slid down. A man and woman in heavy riot gear rushed in and I said, "should I put the door back?" It had fallen off when I slid through it.

They said yes and left.

The door was a cage and a towel that I couldn't figure out. I half put it there and moved on. There was a large airfield outside the windows of the 1st floor hallway.

At the end of the hall a shirtless teen boy was arguing with a scientist, then he pulled down his pants, pooped in his hand and threw his poop at me and the other guy he meant to hit. This wasn't the first time. It didn't hit me and he said sorry to me but I left.

I went down a few flights of stairs on scaffolding like metal grates with a bottomless drop below them. I came to a cave room with a waterfall and pool. There were colorful lights and a dispenser with pellets in it next to a small cute stylized rock statue of a pointed eared girl squatting and covering her eyes.

There was a woman there who started explaining that if I feed the statues pellets she might wake up.

The woman found the statue apparently.

The statue started moving and the woman asked ne to sit. The statue slowly morphed into a loli.

In her rock statue form she ate special fish pellets in underground pools.

She had a longer neck and pointed ears but beautiful. Her skin had hues of blue, green and purple but not overly so. Her fangs went down past her top lips like a vampire.

The woman said she'll just call me (some weird name I didn't catch in an alien language) until she trusted me. She did, but then called me two other words that penetrated my mind with telepathy, one meant, "I like you" and then she wanted to touch my hand. The next one was "I trust you" and then she wanted a three way hug with the woman and me. She then pulled back slowly caressing my arm as she did.

The woman was surprised and said she had to go get someone and as she was leaving the alien loli mentally ill.formed to a more human form. The loli took a liking to me. She then spoke English, "She raised me after she found me. We had sex."

The woman called back, "no we didn't" but then left.

Now the alien loli was inches from my face, "yes, we did, and it was great, she taught me everything."

Then she jumped away and started tearing at her clothes, pulling her shirt up and shorts off but not completely. She started dancing provocatively and said, "she stuck her fingers in my [word unrecognizable]" but she clearly pointed to her crotch.

At this point I was in an audience. I was watching a movie in the base but I was in the movie and it was live action and a guy wearing a pink shirt and a rainbow sticker stood up and started to protest the "child pornography."

I said, "the rest of the movie wasn't like this and it has been pretty good."

He froze, the alien loli had mesmerized him and no one in the audience was even blinking.

I looked back at her and she was looking at me, it was Ulla.

Then I realized that in her lore, half dragonkin as with full dragonkin, can't actually shapeshift but she can mesmerize someone into a dream state and feed them all 5 senses directly. So she can literally be anyone and anything and manipulate the scenes while the body is paralyzed.

I said, "Ulla, what are you doing?"

She said, "it'ssss funnn, isn't it?"

My mind flooded with pornographic images but they were all blurred out including her dancing naked. Since I had no interest in her in that way her mind projections failed to get what she wanted. She then said without words, "you passed."

Mind blown, she came into my dream and tried to get me excited but it didn't work bc not a pedo.

She smiled and the dream ended.

>>1665
>>1672
not sure who's the bigger pervert here

meanwhile another military dream, we were testing the effect of artillery on apcs so there was some old russian bmp-3 or whatever standing in a forest and some guys brought in a fucking huge pzh-2000 to fire at it from like 10m distance. absolutely nuts. the howitzer looked weird more like that mobile artillery from c&c with a very thick barrel. i got my phone out and wanted to film it but then Yulya said i should better cover my ears and get some distance. reasonable tupper being reasonable as always

howitzer fired but the scene was like out of some bugs bunny cartoon. a silver cannonball flew out of the barrel in a smoky spiral and impacted in the bmp-3 with a bonk sound. it shook back and forth but that was it. everyine laughed but iwas disappoint and woke up

>>1680

[Ashley] You know who, duh.

[Bear] y u no dream of lolis? Girls und Panzer? Come on! U r gay? Y r u gay?

I was in an ultra realistic sims game where I instructed mysef to move by using a giant pencil and marking the ground toy mext stop.

I started as a huge tycoon and that was boring so I started with nothing again and when I tried to steal some gems stacked in front of my old rival, sim God reminded me that all property is marked stolen because the name of the owner is written on every item. So I dumped the gems from my inventory and pencil-ran away. I came to a huge tent where people in formal clothes were entering, I couldn't get in.

Everything was in 3rd person mode.

>>1672
>teenage boy pooping
>naked dancing loli
Pretty average bear dream.
Honestly I don't think host - or rather the brain - is even capable of dreaming something like that, at least I can't remember it ever happening.

Nice prank from Ulla though, I remember that dragon from VPT, probably my favorite episode. Haa, that was fun. I actually tried my best to help her despite that fucking illusions.

Also didn't you say Ulla was asexual and into girls? So was that really her or the horny brain?

>>1681
>[Ashley] You know who, duh.
Yeah, I know who. The guy who made a lewd little naked dragon girl to begin with.

>>1688

First of all thank you for responding.

Ulla is pre-pubescent which of course everyone knows means she doesn't have sexual thoughts or desires, everyone knows this of course, no puberty = no sexual urges clearly. There is no greater truth.

So she obviously concocted this scenario to try to trick me into who knows what, I don't know because not a pedo. Then I passed her test apparently.

The dragon from VPT was a teenage Ulla prototype that was really not the same as the current Ulla though I can't remember if this got in the final cut but in the scene where Gwen and Johanna visit the past and meet a very young Ulla being hunted by villagers for slaughtering their lambs, it was actually her.

The dream contained zero horny in that dream dispite the imagery and dialogue. Nothing from her, nothing from me. The nudity was all blurred out as well.

Ulla naked would be something like looking at scales and areas of bare skin so if anything it may appear she's wearing skin tight scale tights anyway though she has control over that look and I haven't actually seen it. You can imagine where we might have hair, she has scales other on her head.

Also, of course she wouldn't have any sexual desire due to her age and I wouldn't due to the fact I'm not lolicon. That we can all agree on.

>>1681
>y u no dream of lolis? Girls und Panzer? Come on! U r gay? Y r u gay?
nope, no lolis ever. not even 2d. unless you consider 15+ loli and even there nothing really happned

not
a
single
time

fuck this gay dreamworld

>>1694

First ask yourself why your dreamland is so gay and retard. Is it systematic oppression, male patriarchy, or inequity? No wait, you're not from the US. Then you're probably in need of a regime change.

>>1698
it's not just me but the same for everyone here whos not from the us. maybe lewd loli dreams are only possible in usa?

I was driving my car on some countryside road and suddenly the car showed a lot of yellow warning lights. didnt make sense because dream i just hoped i could go on until i made it home and the car wouldnt break down in bumfuck nowhere. sweatings increased with every noise coming from the car but it didnt stop until i woke up. fuckin realistic nightmare bc that did happen to me irl some years ago

>>1703

Oh, so it's probably because this is the greatest nation on Earth. God bless US.

Imagine there's no heaven, no religion too, Imagine all the godless people removed from this great land by force if necessary.

We can only pray to Jesus for the great depopulation, or Satan maybe if Jesus passes on it; I'm not here to discriminate. What were we talking about? Oh yeah bumfuck nowhere, we call that Canada, aka, predeveloped US territory.

>>1741
>I mean these plots were less than 4 horse squared and we didn't even build the house, we just left a costco style box with a picture of a house on the side like a hardware kit.
Pretty much how the real estate market works nowadays.

I was in an unfamiliar city sitting in a park with my mum and though it was summer it started to snow. The snow wasn't white but pink like a storm of Sakura petals. It wasn't cold or wet either, just pink flakes. Quickly a layer of about half a meter built up and an avalanche broke from a hill in the distance. It went down on a road and then splashed up into the park which was in a slightly elevated position. Didn’t reach us but got eerily close. Also some Japanese guy was circling above us and did daring maneuvers in a blue plastic plane that looked like one of those child rides in front of supermarktes so he barely fit inside. It had no engines either. I seriously questioned the validity of those happenings but as always not enough to become lucid. No tupper either.

Was in a high class resort on the beach in Cali, possibly Coronado like. But it was really spacious and modern, very beautiful, yaghts just out of the main lobby seen through a giant glass dome.

I was driving around an Audi A8, apparently my car and it had a V10 or straight 5? It was tiny but had 10 spark plugs. Everything was right but it didn't have a central valley for the intake so it was odd, but very detailed. A guy in a lambo or something crashed his car into a wall after racing me literally 100-200 ft back and fourth.

My ex was with me and checked us in, besty was there in a large wooden caged crate.

We were hob knobbing with snobs and then there were black streaks in the sky, a flying boat, a torpedo and explosions but the US Navy was right there so we laughed. I asked, "who's attacking us?" My ex said, "The Russians", I titteres, "thank goodness it's not the Chineese." No one was at all concerned.

Then I spotted a nuclear blast in the sky far in the east, it was perfectly spherical and expanded slowly to 2-3x the aparent size of the sun then faded. It looked just like a space explosion. Over the west, but then that meant the ocean was to the west and north, makes no sense.

I wonderer where that was, hoping it was over China. I announced it and no one was concerned, not my ex either. They continued chatting.

There was gunfire and I saw people running toward us, a James Bond hot blond Russian spy came up and started questioning us in Russian. Now apparently my ex spoke perfect Russian and they took her as a mentally illlator and left. Apparently there was a Russian land invasion now. They wiped out the Navy.

Hot Russian spy looking girls followed them and they left, my ex (apparently my wife?) didn't seem concerned. Neither was I. I didn't care except she had the room key

My little girl (besty) was supposedly in a crate in the room but maybe not?

I asked around, "where's besty?" Some lady said, last I saw she was in a box. I said I know.

A little girl came up to me, we're still being bombed, and said, "will you be my daddy? Can I sit on your lap?" How could I say no, we're in the middle of active combat. She has crystal blue eyes and freckles. Then she sat on my lap facing me and hugged me. She was very warm and soft. I thought, I guess I'll have to take her with me.

Her mother came by (some random woman) and called for her she reluctantly left. I felt cold, "where's besty dangit?" I muttered.

I looked at my watch (i literally dont own one) it had 9-12 red buttons on it, not smart, no dial, didn't have internet

I get my phone and search up "tactical nuke" there's a report of people seeing the blast on the horizon but nothing more.

The news is playing and they're not even up to speed yet.

I turn to a really sharply dressed guy and say, here's the point in my dream where my phone doesn't work. But then it's working perfectly, still sus, I walk over to the next room and the wait staff are there lounging around carelessly. Gwen is one of them and I go to her. I caress her up and down, take off her cloths and we have sex on a table, full penetration. She loves it. Then she hastily dresses and they're standing around talking about the situation, but no one is worried, so I continue to caress her body, breasts under her clothes, lift her skirt and finger her right there. She's shaved and she gets wet of course and I then fully insert my finger and she loves that too. I wake up.

10/10 dream, very long, great sex, lots of play, no stress, lucid at the end.

Frankly, if the Russians invaded, here me out, a nationalist traditional dictator with a semi-capatalist market, I don't see a down side? Look at the state of politics and culture here, I would gladly give it a try.

>>1765

Why does my dream brain keep thinking I'm married to my ex gf and our child is my friend's daughter, bestie (who has zero relation to me)?

Also, dang, a lot of Gwen play.

[Ashley] Frankly it's pissing me off now. How many times is that 5? It's bullshit. Where's my turn? I've been in plenty of dreams and no action at all. It's stupid.

>>1765
>besty was there in a large wooden caged crate.
Sure, you go to a hotel with your friend's little daughter in a wooden crate but I'M the pervert who needs to be killed...

>A little girl came up to me, we're still being bombed, and said, "will you be my daddy? Can I sit on your lap?" How could I say no, we're in the middle of active combat. She has crystal blue eyes and freckles. Then she sat on my lap facing me and hugged me. She was very warm and soft. I thought, I guess I'll have to take her with me.
Sure, why not have TWO lolis in a dream to cuddle with?

>Gwen is one of them and I go to her. I caress her up and down, take off her cloths and we have sex on a table, full penetration. She loves it.
Sure, why not have hot sex with your tupper on top of all that?

>maybe a Russian invasion wouldn't be so bad...
Ok, I'm outta here

>>1767

>sure, you go to a hotel with your friend's little daughter in a wooden crate but I'M the pervert who needs to be killed...

I think you're a little upset with me for my extreme good dreaming luck, but this specifically needs to be addressed.

If you are actively, plan to, or have in the past molested or raped actual children, then yes, capital punishment at the minimum, commiserate torture is preferred. Let me know, you won't see me again and you will eventually be caught, not by me, not directly, but it will happen even if in the afterlife.

Otherwise I dare say that even being half conservative and loath the human race almost specifically for this reason, I would never string you up by the ballsack and force you to watch Mariah Carey music videos until you voluntarily die of thirst for any thought crimes. What you do in your head, stays in your head and no one gets hurt. Also, if this is something you fantasize about I really don't give a shit. I suspect not, but then these comments you two make are curious.

I can assure you I don't care if a 20 yr old gets with a 16 yr old. I don't care if an 18-14 relationship happens, but my logic follows Japanese math:

1/2 age + 7 years, fine -> but I think +5 is the end of the grey area. Which means, male younger than female until 10-10, 12-11 ok, 14-12 ok 16-13 ok 18-14 ok etc. At 40 you get 40-25 and I've seen 23-39 and didn't think twice about it, so once everyone is at least 20 it's probably fine any differential.

Anyway... sorry of I made it appear otherwise, no hate from me for thought crimes or or or even if against enemy combatants if they throw children at us not likely, not civies though, sorry, I'd also execute my own team for that. So yes, actual child rapists need to be fed to the pigs, the shit burned, the bones made into meal and mixed into the concrete blocks to be thrown overboard. Also all of Turkey for the Armenian Genocide and rape march, and Japan better not pull that shit like WW2 again either or there would be genocide on my watch. (Also free of child rape, it's a no-no.)

Now, would you prefer I don't mention my loli dreams here?

>>1780
Host is just salty he can't even dream of lolis. Just ignore him.

Definitely did NOT have any super erotic totally illegal opportunistic sex with passed out minors who may or may not have been enemy combatants or goth or bloody environmentalists or headmates, specifically Glen because my dream mind is in a serious relationship with her apparently. Nope, no striptease loli vampires trying to bite my neck or especially NOT one of my friend's child who also happens to choose me over her mother without hesitation and had to call me after a nightmare at 2 in the morning, not even that, never happened, none of it.

Nuh uh.

Nope I had a dream ummm, sorting cheese? Yeah that sounds plausible coming from my totally innocent subconscious dream mind. I'm here just to say sorting cheese can be very erotic at times. No! No no not at all, nothing. Dreamless night.

[Ashley] end of report and I'm suuuuper pissed off now

It's not my fault that nothing happened, not at all, not with questionably aged scantily clad, really hungry girls who love sausage. Nope.

>>1793
Your dreams are really something else - and they are legendary.

Wonder what would have happened if you posted them on .info?

>>1798
DO IT FAGGOT

i cant even remember when i last saw a girl in dreams wtf is wrong with me

>>1801

Well I did but with less graphic imagry, however no one ever said anything about them. In 2018 it was all nightmares and horrifying shit from beyond hell. Then I recovered from depression and suddenly all sex dreams like 75% at least. As it was in the long long ago since puberty and as it is now.

For sure I have some in the dream thread. If you mean a graphic depictiom with all the details, it would probably be illegal.

>cant even remember when i last saw a girl in dreams wtf is wrong with me

Yes yes, this is very serious indeed. I've heard of this before, it's called ugayorwatfaggot syndrome. Your subconscious mind thinks u gay and there's only one cure, well you're going to have to have gay sex, a lot of it, mostly in truck stop bathrooms, until your subconscious mind starts dreaming about women again.

Either that or full frontal lobotomy followed by years of EST and RCT.

Go on now.

Watch this video I hand picked for you.

https://youtu.be/CI79h2FSnS4?feature=shared

Another normal dream something about sorting cheese or buildings, sausage fest mainly, nothing worth mentioning, I detailed it then my phone glitched and it dissapeared.

Then I got lucid and well, Bears will be Bears. There was a cute hispanic chick and I plucked her. She was tight. I like foreplay best though because I rarely finish though it has happened. Still satisfying though.

I was living in my childhood home, Brad Pitt came over to share something with me, he had a jar of dirt and a plastic tray full of pot seeds. He sprinked the dirt and planted some seeds in my yard and spilled a bunch, to which Whoopi Goldberg cringes and Brad says he's had those seeds since he was a wee one.

I go to find a dustpan and broom so I can give some to my young cousin, but by then the plants were growing strong and healthy in the front yard. I say, "these'll get stolen for sure."

Then we go in the back and somehow it's beachfront proerty, and we're all playing in the sand, me, the old lady down the street, my ex, other kids, besty but they're not well defined nor really the focus of the dream. The sky clouds start racing faster and faster and we're all in a play house, but I pull my ex out with me, no one else budges, the wave comes and we're free of the swell which washes the beach and leaves bright healthy grass behind under all the sand dunes.

I run down the beach, now grass, and at the end there's a last play house where everyone was burried by sand. We can hear them. We dig out the house and start pulling everyone out. I was never concerned. There was very little emotion in the dream at all.

Finally I got lucid (not really bc only really can do one thing), conjured up a teenage girl and started to feel her up. Then I woke up.

fuck, dreamed something cool and thought now ive finally got something to post on tulpa when i woke up.
forgot everything.

Normal for me. I know I've been dreaming something but it's gone when I get up. But I'm certain it wasn't exciting.

Weird half-dream half-TV documentary about Bear being a policeman raiding a gun dealer for illegally carrying a pistol. The gun dealer looked like some 70s TV character with shoulder long brown hair and a thick moustache. He kept waving around his pistol in his shop while yelling he had the same carry permit as police so he wasn't required to put down his gun as Bear held him at gunpoint. Couldn't really see what he looked like because I stod next to him. The gun dealers pistol looked weird, the barrel was rectangular and more wide than high. Also brown. Eventually the dealer realized giving up his gun was better than getting shot by police and angrily put his brown rectangular pistol on a table. Next scene - a TV ad where the confiscted pistol was up for auction and the narrator introduced it as special glock model with a reflective neon yellow side strip, perfect for sleazy wannabe posers. Made me laugh.

>>1875

>>1875

Totally funny. Especially the commercial sounds like something I'd produce.

[Ashley] the law is the law, zero tolerance

I was in a very large, very old department store (Target) with multiple very old rooms spread out on an enormous campus. Most of the rooms were long since abandoned. Strange enough. No teens throwing poop, so not that strange.

I was being taken around by a teenage or early 20's girl wearing a target uniform but we didn't smash. So that's good!

In the end I just marveled at the vast space that was once filled with displays and supplies with capacity for thousands of shoppers simultaneously. Kind of like an Ikea but larger and with more buildings.

A fun dream overall, lots of nostalgic feelings though I have no ownership of any memories they'd apply to.