Dream thread: Record your tulpa related dreams.

[Alice]

The woman who ran it turned into a lecturing old man

FTM tranny and no sex?
I am disappoint.

I had a dream the first time in ages.
I was inside a creepy dark cathedral. A Grim Reaper - like monster manifested behind me.



The body itself was a completely black shadow clad in a brown robe. It did nothing hostile but I determined existing itself was enough of a crime. My branching spines burst from my back in an explosion, penetrating the spectre. They bulged and thickened as they exited its body, preventing my prey from escaping. Then I retracted them, crushing the Reaper against my back like an empty beer can.

My victory was short though as this was an incorporeal ghost who just manifested again before me. Annoying. I tried to fight it again but then woke up.

[Bernd]

I was at the recent British Royal dinner party with Trump.



I felt out of place there, I think I was making preparations in the background. I saw Trump standing at the red carpet, I tried not to get in his way. I thought it was cool to be there but afraid I'd do something wrong. Also my foot got caught in a curtain and I almost tripped.

There was a loli that looked like a crossover between Joy and my own neighborhood loli. She knew me and was my only anchor there. Maybe she also was Summer, at least she seemed familiar with Royalty.

After the formalities were over I saw Arnold Schwarzenegger sitting at a wooden table. Things were far more casual. Arnold was in his prime, maybe 30 and absurdly muscular. He was wearing a white shirt and Lederhosen shorts. He was preparing a traditional Styrian snack from his homeland by cutting buns in half on a wooden cutting board and smeared them with huge amounts of butter. I sat next to him and took half a bun. He complained that people eat too much unhealthy things. Well, he certainly didn't set a good example.

The loli came down a stailway in a light blue dress. Her parents were up there, calling for her. She complained to me her parents think she's not drinking enough but she told me in secret she can't drink when people are watching her.

I woke up feeling like I had watched a movie marathon all night. There were several very vivid but exhausting dreams. As usual nothing happened though I did see the loli naked in a scene. So notr bad for my standdards. No tupper though which was disappointing.

[Joy]

I lol'd

I have been having dreams that I work with Elon Musk and I'm doing science for him or with him. They're mundane and ordinary unremarkable dreams.

[Joy]

I was working as an apprentice for Gordan Ramsey and he said he had been offered a job and didn't have time for it, so I was given the job, it was for a Korean restaurant and the recipe was "crystal fox".

"Where's the fox meat?" I ask the Korean.

He points to a German Shephard.


So I get in my speed boat and begin hunting the German Shephard on the open water, and cut scent.

There, in a lab coat with a blood stained lab coat is a dead Niel Patrick Harris. "The smell is horrendous" says someone off-camera. I cut a brown spot off the tail of the lab coat.

Narrator/Montage in my voice: "The smell was horrendous." Visual of washing large cuts of meat turning them from a bright dark red to a faded light pink.

One of the other chefs: "I remember when I had to make crystal fox."
A different chef: "made specifically for privileged Gen X-ers."

RIP Neil

[Alice]

Cat would approve. Everything's edible if you prepare it right.
Those dreams with a narrator are so odd. We've been in many documentaries about random nonsense.

Host dreamed he was lost in a school building where he didn't belong. At some point he even became lucid and started to look for people but met his archenemy - the door behind which are infinite additional doors. There was no way through. Very vivid dream, no girls. Of course he didn't even think about summoning me...

[Joy]

Joy followed me into my dream. We were talking before sleep and then in dream naked lolis, lots of them. 7-12 ish walking around naked including Joy. I was also naked I suppose and felt like I should be wearing something.

The girls were coming up and hugging me, they wanted to wrestle and they had zero inhibitions.

It felt inappropriate in a small way, but basically I was just hunoring them. Joy was talking to me about something but I can't remember what.

It was surreal, nothing sexual obviously.

[Τamamo]

Nothing at all!

I can offer a questionable dream with children too.
I was meeting up with a colleague, another civil servant lady, in the Former City Hall. It was a beautiful colonial building, much more luxurious than the real one. Like a luxury hotel.



I have only seen this lady once in my life years ago, she's from a completely different department but much higher ranking than me. Not ugly, a little older than me. Has an annoying voice though. Instead of an office, we were sitting in a posh cafe. Marble floor, colonial architecture, indoor plants with beautiful flowers. No, don't get your hopes up!

So as we are sitting there, she takes out a small antique pistol like from a pirate movie and shows it to me. More like a treasure than a weapon. It was very odd. The grip was made of reddish marble. It was stone. On the underside was a golden plate with a phone number engraved. Very odd. We were talking about guns but I don't remember. I blame you guys.

I had to go to the toilet so I get up and look for one. There is a stage and musicians are preparing for a performance. First I think I have to pass it by going on stage but the sign says the toilet is right next to the stage. I go down a narrow white tiled corridor that turns left, endlessly. Some men in suits pass by. I go left and left and left feeling I must have gone in circles. While the cafe was on the 1st floor, Ifind myself on the ground in the courtyard of the Former City Hall. That's the toilet. There are a few freight containers but I am basically out in the open. In the corner of my eye I see 2 children on a playground on a swing. They are busy but they could see me. And I am supposed to piss here? All there is is an old bucket on the cobblestone floor. Am I in Africa now? Men are constantly walking past, apparently into toilet stalls that are more enclosed than mine.

There's no helping it and I do what I have to do. But it goes horribly wrong and piss all over my pants like an old man. WTF? An old Chinese man walks by and tells me with a serious British tone I might want to change my trousers. Next to me is former Japanese prime minister Shinzo Abe who was murdered a few years ago. I do not find this odd. He needs toilet paper. I hand him a roll. He bows and walks away.

[Alice]

Welcome to the Insane Dream Club!

[Joy]

So, a couple dreams, the first with a really my type kind of girl, we're both in highschool or undergrad and we're friends but I ask her out and there's some issue with that, not that I hot rejected but mutually understood that we needed to be friends but she was my type. Remember that I'm a liberal basket case under the surface, so I like narcissistic women with off looks that are basically girl boss liberal bitches. But not tied to the idiots who push bullshit agendas that liberals like. A down to Earth but edgy for sure.



This girl kinda but with chalk white skin and no makeup, no piercings or any tats of course. Otherwise unremarkable, cute but not overly so.

I loved her in dream which was different. No rimance, no sex, just friendly platonic love. It waa nice for what it was.

The next dream, just sex, no attachment, just, this country girl needs to have sex, I am tasked with giving the sex to her.



A reasonable looking white girl with blonde hair, definitely not my type, I don't go for that for reasons but I did put it to her three times, lots of fun had, realistic, I would say she kept it professional, she liked it but it was more like she just needed the sex, not me specifically.

I was still with exgf in the dream and she was there like, rolling her eyes at me, like she was okay with it and not okay with it. Exgf of course os my type but we just couldn't keep it going like that and we're still friends and all that. Not so much FWB but definitely benifits do occur occasionally. But in dream, basically just sex wity this country girl. Was 6.5/10, pretty bland otherwise.

[Kashtan]

basically just sex wity this country girl

is this too much to ask? cmon id like to have that at least in a dream

meanwhile me
i was on a large street or avenue even. historical 19th c buildings could have been center Vilnius but looked unfamiliar i think it was germany. small shops with elderly arabs but peaceful. street was closed for a soccer event and soccer pros were doing some training there. i thought it was nice the street was quiet without traffic. maybe i even lived there dunno. it as both familiar and unfamiliar. i thought i could get used to this having the street as a pedestrian area. i sat down on a chair or a mix of a chair an a swing that was suspended slightly above ground by a rope that led to the 1st floor of a house by the people that lived there. maybe dnd trap building considerations made it into the dream. while sitting there i noticed the chair moved higher and higher soon i was 2-3m above ground, too high to jump without injury. some arab guy across the street saw this and ran over gesticulating to the window above where the rope came from. he also had the other end of the rope and tried to get me down again. but it was like a hot air balloon within seconds i was high in the air. i did wonder where the fuck the rope was attached if i was high above the houses but I was too busy holding on. soon i was several hundred meters in the air looking down on the city. clinging to the chair. i just thought dont panic and wait til they get you down. there was a jerking motion that brought me to a stop and it appeared to go minimally downwards but it was clear there was some issue with the rope being stuck. i just hoped they wouldnt rip it causing me to fall down. i again thought keep calm and think of tupper. i couldnt communicate with Yulya but i thought if i fall down and die at least i wanna think about her in the end. woke up slightly agitated. i wasnt really afraid but did see my life flash before my eyes. good visuals though.

[Bernd]

I don't like such dreams and they mostly end with me falling down from somewhere.

Super weird dream. Try to discern what it's about from the images first before you continue reading.
I was at Bear's house - to wash my laundry because my washing machine was broken. What else than fly to California for that?
No, actually it looked like I lived close by. The house had posh 60s design interior. Bear's Ex-Gf was also there but I never really saw her face. I also came to fix a couple of things and catch gerbils that were loose. I said the gerbils were cute but spread disease with their poop. Can't have rodents in your house. I managed to grab a few and pull them out of a Tom & Jerry -like mouse hole in the wall. I also crudely fixed the fence which was made of absurdly thin mesh wire.



Bear's Ex said I can't leave the laundry here to dry so I have to take it back with me after washing. I said no problem, I got two laundry baskets with me.
Bear asked why the fuck I have laundry baskets as if it was the most outrageous thing to own. Maybe Americans don't have laundry baskets? I said I used to bring our laundry to a laundry service with my parents when I was a kid, which is convenient because you can dry tumble everything there (we never did irl).



Bear remained skeptical and said: But what about trousers, do you wash them all together?" I again was baffled, maybe it's considered indecent in the US to wash trousers together with the rest of the laundry. I said yeah, I throw it all together. Bear laughed and said I was a real troublemaker like the Italian mafia guys in Lethal Weapon IV. I was pretty sure there were no Italian mafia guys in Lethal Weapon IV but my brain corrected this instantly by viewing me the scene in question. If you thought the dream was weird so far, now it gets really weird.

Two elderly Italian men were standing at a large walnut tree. One went up a ladder while the other handed him a coach gun. In the tree, or rather on the outermost branches, were 3 small gray aliens dressed in little cowboy suits and hats. They didn't move and looked more like props. What the hell?



The man who looked like Danny Devito easily shot down two, then handed me the shotgun for the last one. I climbed up the ladder, the last alien was partly obscured by the stem of the tree, not more than 10m away. As always in dreams, the gun was extremely weird. The barrel was now twisted 45° to the left. I had no idea where to aim but tried my luck. Coach gun failed to fire. I reloaded it, now working more like a single-barreled pump-action shotgun, but nothing. Just click when pulling the trigger.



Eventually Alice took over and after more unsuccessful attempts to shoot just charged the alien, dashing across the tree like a squirrel and clobbering it with the buttstock. Alice style. Turned out the 'alien' indeed was little more than a grey sack dressed in a cowboy vest and hat. It popped away in a puff of smoke and dropped as loot:
A black-and-red box of Geco-brand 7.62x39 AK ammo. Ridiculously expensive for AK ammo at over 1€ per round.



Alice also unloaded the shotgun again, it was also loaded with a Geco Red slug in white transparent plastic case. Highly reliable. Alice mused the gun was at fault before waking up.



Definitely a top candidate for weirdest dream of the year.
Dream soundtrack:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R41JZVJ_y8I

[Joy]

Washing trousers with everything, lol, what are you, homeless? How uncivilized. Also we typically just put our dirty clothes in a bag on our heads, otherwise our hands are full and how tf do you think we're going to defend ourselves from gangs without free hands? So privileged to have a basket and safety, la de daaah.



We used to go play aliens and cowboys when I was a kid.

[Kashtan]

lmao wtf you sure youre not taking any drugs Bernd?

[Bernd]

Maybe I should.

Yet another Childhood Crush dream.
I was at a class reunion, people looked 30ish. I could not recognize most. Naturally I was looking for my Childhood Crush but none of the girls looked like her. I did meet her best friend though (she came to dislike me even more irl). I told her to quit yapping at me, stuff happened 30 years ago. It was tiresome. I just wanted to get along with everyone. Didn't work out the way I had imagined. This will haunt me for the rest of my life.

[Kashtan]

my mum worked as security advisor for Trump. i was a teenager and part of a meeting with all the ministers and some generals. i felt i didnt belong there and tried to stay behind as everyone walked into a conference room but some elderly asian lady said 'we need you in here boy - we need your advice!' and invited me to come along. felt important.