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This is where you can discuss your homework, family, just about anything, make strange sounds and otherwise discuss things which are really not related to the Lancer-series. Yes that means you can discuss other games.

Post Wed Mar 03, 2004 10:40 am

Canterbury? you're dreaming of Grom (again) or the ghost of me.

Post Wed Mar 03, 2004 3:08 pm

I think Arcon is dreaming of detours

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You could no more evade my wrath... than you could your own shadow!

Post Wed Mar 03, 2004 3:21 pm

Once I drempt of a Moneky on a steam boat and then this person tried to hug the steamboat and then The monkey But the steam boat slaped them, and then it went down a water fall.

And then I had all these dreams about beavers. . .

I had a super Ego, but it was pestering me so I killed it.

Post Wed Mar 03, 2004 4:51 pm

I had several fantastic Star Trek dreams over the years. All that you are about to read is 100% true, prepare to be seriously weirded out!

Once i dreamt very clearly that I was new recruit on the Enterprise-D, and i was really pleased to be serving on the Federation flagship. there was an induction ceremnoy, and Captain Slaphead came down to inspect all the new intake. Well there was me standing to attention, really wanting to impress, thought he'd ahve some words of encouragement as he greeted me. yeh. the bald git takes one lokk at me and sneers, "Get off my ship you worthless piece of crap!" man, I was devastated. I left Starfleet straight away.

Another time (ok this the one that gets seriously f*cked up so you've been warned, ok?) I got kidnapped by aliens when I was going to the shops for some cigs, right? They took me to the far-side of the Galaxy and programmed me to be a professional killer doing interstellar nastiness (and i was fookin good) Anyway after a while i turn on my masters/kidnappers when their mercenary nature is revealed to me on a hit I'm sent on) I get away from them in the end by putting meself into stasis on an abandoned research station on some ****hole planet where I can't be found. I'm woken 300 yrs later by the crew of bl**dy Voyager who offer me a ride home to Earth. We're in the Delta Quadrant, yeh. So while I'm not pleased to be 300yrs away from me Mrs and kids and home and proper grub, it's nice to have some company even if it is Harry Kim and Co. btw the Doctor thinks I'm a tw*t but I get on with 7 if you get my drift

I eventually become part of Elite Force and use my aforementioned assassin skills on Voyager Special Ops missions, but I get f*cked up after successive away missons where i nearly get killed several times. Also I'm doing research **** on 20th/21st century weapons utilising Voyager technology, like remote sentry guns in the ceilings to repel boarders (optical sighting tied in to the ships computer so as not to shoot friendlies, indpenedent power and AI if the main power & the data core go offline - nice) Well some of this research like me Half-Life style gauss gun goes badly wrong and wrecks part of the ship. janeway's pissed off and I have to make it up to her so I agree to go out on this mission I know is gonna go down bad, and I end up get hit by this weird alien machine discharging some wave stuff. Beaming back to Voyager, I've turned into... a chick. A girl. A female version of me. But I'm still me. Like everyone's looking at me, gobsmacked, and I'm thinking "what they all lookin at? freaks"

I realise as Tom Paris is looking at me up and down that I'm different, and it dawn's on me why. i go ape. Wtf? this is so uncool, I'm a *****. So i go screaming to the Doc and demand he make me normal agin, and I have to undergo hours and days of tests with him smirking at me and Janeway being all sisterly <spit> but Chakozits eyes me up to, which is really creepy, but 7 starts getting all breathless when she pops in for her Borg treatment. Yo mama.

After a bit I start taking a look at meself in me quarters and i think, hey I'm a foxy la-ady, I look fine, bit grubby and unkempt and desp in need of a bath and a change of clothes. I reckon i look like that girl out of the Mummy, the Pharoah's bad daughter, the one whose soul was resurrected? You know the one, NOT Rachel Weisz, the other one. Anyway, I replicate up some leather togs, black boots and gloves, get me weps on a utility belt and strut round like some mean mother-f***in *****, like I'm ice. I'm like Death on high heels. No f***er touches me.

This dream continued, in instalments over several months (but not successive nights) but you guys are probly freaked now so I'll only tell you the rest if you want me to. Some scary **** in my subconscious, huh?

Want to know what the cr*ppest thing about the 24th century is? no cigs. Well there's the odd-planet and space station where you can spark up, but Voyager is a no-smoking flight. I'm always croaking and get done by Tuvok and Chakozits regularly for sneaking a crafty fag in the jeffries tubes. I tried to rework the replicators to make cigs but set off an alrm and got done for that So i volunteer for away missions all the time (even though I'm a chick now) just so i can have a smoke. Really pisses Tuvok off.

Post Wed Mar 03, 2004 5:14 pm

@Taw, the BEST trek dream I had was I got to be in a Trek film. Nimoy and I were going over some lines and getting ready to shoot when Shatner showed up and kept butting in. Finally after 10 minuets of this, both Nimoy and I told him to get lost. We got the shot in one take. Hated waking up from that.

Finalday

Habaq Mot / Aspazomai Thanatos / Capere Obitus... /Keith Green\ (1953-1983)

Post Wed Mar 03, 2004 5:17 pm

man, Star Trek dreams are just so cool!

Post Wed Mar 03, 2004 9:16 pm


I got kidnapped by aliens when I was going to the shops for some cigs...
I've always said smoking is bad for you .

Taw - I've always thought that you were a) idiosyncratic,and b) crazy, but you have really convinced me otherwise in this thread .

Post Wed Mar 03, 2004 11:18 pm

ok, ive had about >15 wierd dreams, ill tell you about some:

-i was a flying magician in china when my act goes busted and i cant fly, i end up flying to some back end computer-city in ruin where everything goes to hell and the last thing i remember is something about a giant train set.

-I was a guard at the SGC with phase-shifing and telekinetic powers, all this crap happens, including me blasting a MASSIVE hole in the gate room wall to make space for a new gate-sized artifact i brought through

-I was a sort-of prisoner in a building because i knew something i didnt know, i ended up realising it WAS a dream, but couldnt be bothered doing anything about it

-I was playing total annihilation and all the pre-game settings were screwed up

-i was fighting with a scorpion in my bathroom with my dad (HUGE scorp, 1-1.8 ft long) he got hit and went down, shortly after, i go stung and woke up with a shock.

Post Thu Mar 04, 2004 12:51 am

Taw, you watch WAY too much Star Trek !
Go on anyway, I'm enjoying the story for some reason ......

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Post Thu Mar 04, 2004 12:59 am

so you really want to know where this went? ok I'll drop the next instalment in later. If you thought all that was f*kt-up, the next lots even more bizarre (hey its a dreamworld) but it all stays within the Star-Trek framework?

Post Thu Mar 04, 2004 2:12 am

@taw: that sex change machine sounds cool. i might have to borrow that

the weirdest of my dreams would have to be this one:

ok here goes.
my day starts out pretty normal, but while riding the bus my interest Ashley gets on the bus. (no this aint one o those dreams) However, whenever she gets on, her bro gets on as well. now i cant STAND him. he gives me the sh*ts. so we're riding the bus. one of my trusted friends aaron gets on. quick exchange of hellos, and i go back to conversing with ash. Hayden (ash's bro) starts talking really loudly to aaron about how much of an ass i am. (note: first occourance) I just ignore it. its a thursday, so i have physics first up. with hayden, aaron, winstanley (trusted friend no. 2) and vinny. (everyone else is missing. dunno why.) again while talking to winstanley, rather discretely, about my plans to ask ash out on the bus on the way home, hayden starts up on how much of an ass i am. (2nd occourance) again i ignore it, yet i have vinny come to my defence. im happy again.

to recess and back, i have Visual Communication and English. somewhat uneventful.

out to lunch, and this is the strange part.
Hayden comes up to me and says: "youre gunna ask my sister out right?"
so i say: "yea, so what?" but he comes back with: "she wont date you, not now. ass." (3rd ass reference from him.) confused, i decided to get some food, cos i had th munchies somethin shockin. now this is where i start to question reality. Ash is waiting in the canteen line, and is looking worried. she barely recognises me, as im a stranger. she faces the canteen window and says: "you're gunna ask me out. hayden said so." so i come back rather sarcastically (its a dream!) "yup, another reliable source." and then she said: "well forget it. hayden says you slept with your 7 yr old cousin." (note: all my cousins are older than i am)so i knew it was a blatent lie. then the crowd around th canteen divides and hayden and aaron are standing in the middle. hayden starts cr*pping on about some sh*t, and this cool kung fu scene starts to develop. however, i wake up before and punches are thrown. and what drives me insane is that i dont know who wins.

a well. maybe this is the side effect of being an optimist

Viator

just a footnote on the 9/11 thing. i mean no disrespect on this anecdote.
on the night 3/12/1996, i played pink floyd's time on my guitar for the first time all the way through. my grandpa died the next day. next time i played it was on the tenth. i have never played time ever again.

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i used to be a guy called jake_langley

Edited by - Viator on 3/4/2004 2:16:07 AM

Edited by - Viator on 3/4/2004 2:24:16 AM

Post Thu Mar 04, 2004 6:10 am


next time i played it was on the tenth.

(?) on the tenth? whats that mean ?

Post Thu Mar 04, 2004 12:31 pm

Dude! I had a dream that I met Gordon Cambell (Premier of BC...it's a Canada thing) and he was a total ****!

Post Thu Mar 04, 2004 7:30 pm

I had this dream that I was in this corn field, walking along and enjoying the sunny clear day. Then all of a sudden a bright flash blinded me for a bit, when it cleared the corn fields were bare. As with the trees and everything else, it was like someone dropped a nuke on the place lol. Near the end I started to bounce really high in the sky, every time I hit the ground I bounced even higher into the sky. It got to the point where I bounced so high that I was afraid I was going to get seriously hurt but then I woke up. Some dreams are just messed up.

I hate it when you just start "bouncing" for no reason. Does anyone else get that?

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Post Fri Mar 05, 2004 12:35 pm

1. It filtered out j e r k? Wtf is with these forum filters?
2. Cronos: You're afraid of being by yourself or somethin other. I get the bouncing thing too.

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