Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-26397825-20160116042403/@comment-5217560-20160116063332

SpiritedDreaming wrote: @Warren

I really do have interesting dreams.

Uh. Let's see, my dream last night...I was at a high school reuinion, someone asked me to dance so I did. Then all my old school friends were like, "uh, you have a lump next to your jelly." And I was like what? They tried explaining but failed entirely, then said it was slang and I literally flipped a table of food and basically said "We've been friends for so long, I would have thought you'd have noticed that I'm terrible with slang and acronyms by now!" and stormed off in a huff.

The guy who asked me to dance followed me, and we had our own little dancy moment at the very back of the oval until a random wielding a bunch of swords came around saying "I challenge Jack to a duel to the death!" Jack was the name of the guy I was dancing with. There was another Jack nearby, so while he was dueling for his life, Dancing Jack and I ran away and hid.

The Dueller followed and I laid on top of Dancing Jack to try to hide him fromm the Dueller, who didn't really believe me when I said I was just laying on a marionette. He went away but sent a group of kids to interrupt the dancy time between Jack and myself, and it turned into a practise spar using thin bamboo rods as weapons. At first I stayed out of it, but then I took an opportunity to take someone hostage just as one of the kids took Jack hostage, and we did an exchange of hostages.

Then there was something about climbing walls and fences and doing really silly things on really thin ledges, using bamboo rods as javelins and climbing down from exreme heights to rejoin the battle, and I got stabbed in the hip by one guy but not before I managed to throw my bamboo spear at the leader and 'kill' him. Jack, myself and another random guy who joined our team at some point won the practise spar, which it turned out it was the actual duel to the death between the Dueller and Dancing Jack, so he got to live.

And then I woke up.

That's...pretty tame actually.

That was hilarious and intense. The right amounts of comedy and action. There needs to be some sort of technology available in the future that allows us to record our dreams. I could write books out of my dreams. Question, are your dreams vivid enough to where if your dream self is hurt, you feel the pain? Cause that happens with me all the time, and I wake up in pain.