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Re: Sleep-time holodeck experiences

Postby Magnanimous » Fri Sep 22, 2017 12:51 am UTC

This dream was a combination of a bunch of space sci-fi shows, like a Battlestargatetrek. Bunch of people on a big spaceship.

The ship was a big octohedron with some various features/protrusions on the sides. It could travel through hyperspace, but when it did the ship duplicated itself into eight different timelines (or eight realities converged, or something) that traveled different paths. The ship had a supercomputer to make sure that the ship wouldn't crash into itself during hyperspace travel, and there was a big screen that showed the simulation.

One of the characters was possessed by some kind of evil spirit, and he reported to the captain that the route was safe even though two ships would come within a few inches (plus margin of error). By the time this was discovered it was too late to stop moving. When the two ships were about to collide the evil character was standing right between them, monologue-ing about something, and the non-evil-possessed version of that character on the other ship was standing in the same place for some reason. When the ships passed within a few feet of each other, the characters bumped into each other and somehow ended up on each other's ships.

Once the hyperspace travel was complete some crew members wanted to punish the evil character for endangering them, but the captain pointed out that they have a version of the character who is innocent. The evil character was in a different reality that they had no way of reaching. The crew decided to treat the situation like the character had never been possessed by evil, and everything basically went back to normal.

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Re: Sleep-time holodeck experiences

Postby addams » Fri Sep 22, 2017 5:13 am UTC

Well...That was an interesting Dream.
It seemed to take days or weeks.

I was back at University.
Not to learn academic lessons, but life lessons.

There was one beautiful polished Redwood hall.
When I first arrived, I walked; fast and steady. (the way ya' do.)
I found myself running and sliding in that hall. (It was great fun.)

Many little vignettes.
Some challenging.

A man yelled at me about not knowing about being black.
I learned to open an important door by kicking it 'right'.

I stumbled into a man's lovely art boxes, the paint was wet.
I help him and his girl friend set things right, again.

There were snakes I did not think much of, because they were fake.
They were really scary snakes when I learned they were real!

The dining room was elegant everyone in black and white.
I chose homemade peanut brittle and woke up hungry.

There were other vignettes.
I got tired, just like real university.

I woke up hungry.
Yey! Hungry is good.
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Re: Sleep-time holodeck experiences

Postby emceng » Fri Oct 20, 2017 3:00 pm UTC

My father narrowly escaped being in two mass shootings. Then I was in one. There were at least two shooters. I stopped them, but got shot in the abdomen multiple times. Not a restful night.
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Re: Sleep-time holodeck experiences

Postby New User » Fri Oct 20, 2017 5:26 pm UTC

I thought "not a restful night" was an understatement. Then I realized this is the dreams thread, so now I consider it apt.

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Re: Sleep-time holodeck experiences

Postby Coyne » Sun Oct 29, 2017 7:49 pm UTC

Dreamed about being with a bratty kid in some kind of candy store. The kid wanted some kind of high-tech pink sucker, but I didn't get it then. Instead I came back later and got it as a surprise.

When I gave it to him, the kid lied that he had wanted a purple sucker. So I lied that there were no purple suckers left when I went back, sorry.
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Postby New User » Mon Nov 13, 2017 4:42 pm UTC

It was a well-defined narrative, for a dream. A detailed description would be quite long. A teenage girl and boy got into a fight on Halloween, because the girl thought the boy murdered her friend. Nobody saw the girl again, and the boy wound up dead. Everyone in the town was convinced that the boy had murdered the girl, but her parents held on hoping that she was alive and had just left town, possibly since she had killed the boy. I was convinced that he had killed her, and disposed of her body in a sinkhole in a local swamp, which was known to lead to a cave. A week after Halloween, I told her father the whole truth of what I had witnessed that night, and showed him the location of the sinkhole. He convinced me to go into the cave and inspect it, so her remains could be discovered if it was true. As I entered the cave, I suddenly felt that I should have told someone sooner, because it became so obvious that he could have put her into the sinkhole alive. If that was the case, she could have died in there, but I could have saved her if I had told someone sooner. But I found her alive in the cave (actually an underground concrete building, as it turned out). She was happy to see me, with an attitude like, "I knew you'd come for me!" When I asked her what she'd eaten for that week, she said, "I ate an ice cream!" She was reunited with her parents after that.

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Re: Sleep-time holodeck experiences

Postby emceng » Tue Nov 14, 2017 8:28 pm UTC

Was packing for vacation. Some stuff happened, but at one point went into my bedroom(nothing like my real life bedroom), and there was a huge tree in there. Not super tall, but large limbs all over, even near the ground. You owuld have to climb over or under them to get to the back of the room. I was thinking I should trim it back to be able to get around the room better, but had been too lazy to get it done.
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Re: Sleep-time holodeck experiences

Postby Coyne » Sun Nov 19, 2017 1:40 pm UTC

I was looking at a piece of note paper hand drawn by a woman. It was a geometric proof that a certain function became chaotic after the value of 2. It was in the form of a circle containing a donut channel. The value of the function at any given point on the around the circumference was given by triangles that filled the donut within the wheel. For values up to 1, there was just one triangle, for values up to 2 there were several triangles the last of which just barely filled the Channel. For values after 2, triangles that comprised value didn't quite fill the Gap in the donut and so the values would be transcendental.

Yes, I know transcendental not equals chaotic. And I have no idea whether such a proof would be valid. But in the dream, the doctorate level professor that reviewed it thought it was correct,, and enthused over its elegance. Therefore I was very impressed. I like smart women.
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Re: Sleep-time holodeck experiences

Postby Soupspoon » Sun Nov 19, 2017 2:07 pm UTC

What an saga, last night.

Possibly playing a video-game, a kind of Tower-Defence/Unit-build-and-deployment game, at one point, though for 'real', and then it morphed into a vehicle-driving game (weaponised vehicle, vs the same enemy as before), with the power-up option of sending an automated (or semi-automated) version of the vehicle ahead to clear the way and explode if found stuck in the midst of enemies. (It seemed to be flexibly a truck, a dune-buggy and other vehicles… The rule that it was whatever one's real, selectable, vehicle was when one unleashed it seemed to be broken quite regularly, rechoosing the 'real' vehicle would sometimes change it, instead...)

But one iteration did not explode, being unassailed, and so the doors open of the (at that point) truck/delivery van and it acts ljke a Clown Car, as many individuals exit, and the doors open the other way and the insides are different, eventually proving to be a bachelor-pad like inside with upper-class-twits (young) and authority figures like vicars (old) apparently up to their own things.

Then phase via a small interim to 'replayed footage' of a bus trip which promised (by the interim scene) to become a hilarious scene of interaction between two of the characters, except that this never happened, and instead it petered out as the fall-guy (actually an elderrly woman) got up to negotiate with the driver to drop her off at some touristic location, and he was suggesting that she instead go to Eric Morecambe Street (founded/named in the mid 19thC, apparently somewhere within the bounds of Greater London, though my impressions were that we had been in an unidentified Scottish city up until that point) because… of some reason I don't recall hearing justified prior to my awakening.

Very strange. Very vivid. Very much unlinked to my waking-time experiences, however much I try to work out the inspirations.

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Re: Sleep-time holodeck experiences

Postby Billy5545 » Mon Nov 20, 2017 5:45 am UTC

I have a dream that I remember from many days ago. Basically, the dream is that i was somehow in a beer cellar (like that one in a SpongeBob episode). Everything is green. Suddenly, a ghost with spooky face appeared in front of my eyes, scaring me

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Re: Sleep-time holodeck experiences

Postby emceng » Tue Nov 21, 2017 2:06 pm UTC

Was looking at google maps for some reason, and was looking at US Bank ATMs. saw there were no ATMs at all in an area of Fergus Falls(I think). Started thinking about installing one, but the commute to re-fill it would be insane. Then I was in a building, and was going to re-fill the ATM. There was a guy in there using it, and he and I kind of had a stand off. I had a pistol or taser or something, because I was worried about getting robbed. The guy wasn't sketchy or anything, and we just chatted a little. The ATM was in this side room, the main area was a board game store/arcade. I got involved with a group of people. We were playing a game, or researching a secret game or something. Like, it was really hush-hush, and we needed to sneak around. At one point I was looking for my phone, and found my old, broken phone with the pull out keyboard. I was in bed and woke up(after we'd been searching for something?). I needed to plug in my new phone, and was looking around for a micro USB charger. Was also thirsty, and drank some of somebody's drink, which turned out to have a bunch of lettuce in it. Then I went and sat back down on the bed to watch TV, while there were maybe 10-20 other people in the room. I started chatting with this pretty woman who was sitting on a chair in front of me. She had a massive mural painted with makeup on her eyelids, which must have been huge for the size of the painting, but she looked normal. At one point I looked away, and she slid a hand under the blanket and started giving me a hand job, then slid her head under the blanket to go down on me. A few people looked over, then turned back to the TV. At first thought "this is awesome", then "wait, I can't do this, I'm married".
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Re: Sleep-time holodeck experiences

Postby Mutex » Mon Nov 27, 2017 10:04 pm UTC

Last night I dreamt I took drugs, tried to fill in a council tax form, then stole a dog's hat.

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Re: Sleep-time holodeck experiences

Postby Liri » Mon Nov 27, 2017 11:29 pm UTC

Mutex wrote:Last night I dreamt I took drugs, tried to fill in a council tax form, then stole a dog's hat.

I think that's called taking drugs.

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Re: Sleep-time holodeck experiences

Postby Mutex » Mon Nov 27, 2017 11:50 pm UTC

Liri wrote:
Mutex wrote:Last night I dreamt I took drugs, tried to fill in a council tax form, then stole a dog's hat.

I think that's called taking drugs.

Give that dog back its hat!

I've never stolen a dog's hat, I'm allergic to them. Dogs, that is.

I've stolen many a cat's hat though. If they're gonna keep turning up here with their ridiculous gadgets causing mayhem, I feel they deserve to have their hat stolen.

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Re: Sleep-time holodeck experiences

Postby Bloopy » Tue Nov 28, 2017 12:30 am UTC

I've neglected to post my most ridiculous dream from last year here. I dreamt it after I found out I was being made redundant from work, and immediately after a dream about a family member being diagnosed with cancer (albeit curable). It may even be my most epic ever:

There was a touristy bar with its garden area facing the base of a steep, lush green mountain slope. Way at the top a massive river was pouring over into a waterfall and disappearing under the foliage. I thought it was the Amazon feeding into an aquifer or something like that, representing change. A small amount of the water was allowed to flow off the mountain and through the bar, carrying insects and large lizards with it. A talking green chameleon noticed I was holding a camera and asked me to take a photo of him with his friend. He kept floating closer to my feet, which made it hard to get it in focus. The bar was starting to get busier. A couple of kids asked me to take a photo of them with Al Gore, who'd also just turned up (one of the lizards shapeshifted?). Al faced away from the camera, and the kids seemed to want a photo with his back. I didn't get any email addresses to send the photos to so I asked Al if he knew the kids but he didn't, so I said I'd Tweet the photo to him.

At the base of the mountain, rows of plastic bins with grate bottoms had appeared to divert more of the water underground. Someone informed an employee that their picnic basket had gotten trapped in one of these bins. The employees flicked a switch or something to dam up the water so the basket could be retrieved. Someone else then celebrated finding an unopened soda bottle in one of the bins. I could see that when the water was let go again, kids were gonna get rekt, so I went and sat on a bar stool out of its direct path to watch the carnage. Kids and blood were flung against glass folding doors which were only partially open. One girl smooshed her face against the glass thinking that would help, before being hit with another wave and breaking the glass with her face. A Scotsman outside told his kid off, yelling "if ya can't handle Middle Earth, how are ya gonna handle...", going on to say something about whatever sweet tourist attractions they were gonna hit up next. I had a backpack open in my lap and I was idly fiddling with something I had in it. A barmaid asked "are you playing ten-pin bowling?" and I made her repeat it, being too dumb in my dream state to associate it with the kids being bowled over like pins outside.

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Re: Sleep-time holodeck experiences

Postby Coyne » Tue Nov 28, 2017 4:41 am UTC

My manager lead me proudly to the new office that I was going to be working in. It was a fine big office, all my own, about 10 by 20 feet I think . No windows.

But lining all walls were dozens of aquariums and terrariums containing fish, lizards, snakes, bonsai trees, and all kinds of plants. She informed me proudly that she had encountered a great sale and had bought 100 of each item.

I remember thinking I would spend all day, every day, just taking care of all of the fauna and flora.
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Re: Sleep-time holodeck experiences

Postby Billy5545 » Tue Nov 28, 2017 6:48 am UTC

I have a nightmare two days ago. So, what I remembered was that in the morning, there was an apartment. Then an earthquake happened and the apartment was very damaged, with the risk of a collapse. The stores were also damaged, and there was one empty one. I then went inside, and found myself underground, at a strange place, which was a cave, with the guard, a toilet (which I visited), machines, and cars.

Then, I didn't remember the rest

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Re: Sleep-time holodeck experiences

Postby Soupspoon » Tue Nov 28, 2017 2:42 pm UTC

Yesterday:
An office building. It's in central London (random London landmarks visible from the windows; even in the dream I know that the geography is at best symbolically accurate) probably of a previous firm I worked for, that never had such central London premises, and it's a godawful concrete thing anyway. After some wandering round, trying to establish my function and what I should be doing, find ex-boss and an ex-colleague where I'm obviously supposed to be, holding handwritten emails (including all header-lines, even unto the X-THISTHATTHEOTHER: stuff) which I read askew whilat they're in possession of them, to deal wirh some indeterminate issue or other.

Though, by now, it seems the building is a bus. A london bus, but still with the entire building of floors inside (Harry Potter 'Knight Bus' without the magicalness) and we're being driven around London. By goblins, apparently, from the voices we xomehow hear of those in control kout of sight). On the edge if inner-London, we see a sign to Doncaster. Very unlikely, IRL; at best you'd just go for the M1 to go North, and ultimately onto the A1/A1(M), as any fule noe... Further in-dream skepticism (especially as we're leaving London southbound, at which point the landscape decides to try to convince me further by revealing our crossing of the River Don. (Yes, still, just outside London. And to its south. My somnambulating self remains unconvinced, but doesn't go so far as to make the logical conclusion.)

And there it ended. And yet it didn't even start at the start of the above, but the above was pretty much all I could recall first thing that morning.

Today:
A mind of Top Gear episode, eventually, one segment. Somebody (he wasn't, but let's call him the clowny Richard Hammond character) was given a strange vehicle like lightweight go-kart, apparently with omniwheels and odd controls (it took a while for him not to slip sideways).

Then it turned into a race, in which this vehicle was the' bad guy' as me (actual me, appearing for the first time in this story) tried to beat him around a deep-mud course on a strange tricycle-sled-thing and various other assisting vehicles.

I think I didn't lose, but not sure if I won.

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Re: Sleep-time holodeck experiences

Postby Pfhorrest » Tue Nov 28, 2017 10:44 pm UTC

I've been having random nightmares about mundane stress-inducing situations that have me waking up yelling, spitting, or punching myself in the head. That's probably not a good thing.
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Re: Sleep-time holodeck experiences

Postby Coyne » Mon Dec 11, 2017 5:52 am UTC

The neighbors were trying to start a big diesel engine on wheels, it looked to be as big as a locomotive. They were Towing it with a Toyota or Camry subcompact or something like that. I remember being amused thinking, "Yeah, like that's going to work."

Finally they did manage to start it...in reverse. (Some diesel engines will run backwards, not well, but run.) It went runaway. It mowed down chain link fences. It mowed down trees. It broke into septic tanks. Fortunately it missed my house but the one next door wasn't so lucky.

It didn't help that the guy on the control panel, the one with the kill switch, bailed off the instant it started moving.

It was an exciting and amusing dream until I discovered the damage I was going to have to pay for.

Guess I need to stop watching some types of YouTube videos.
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Re: Sleep-time holodeck experiences

Postby emceng » Mon Dec 11, 2017 6:55 pm UTC

My wife and I were on the floor/field of a stadium(I think basketball). For some reason a mike was put by our faces, and my wife was searching for her birth father. She announced it, and a guy stood up and waved at the far end in the stands. He was her father, and was in an area of the stands that was nearly empty, because it was for New Jersey fans(no idea what teams were playing). He went up the stairs into the concourse, and we never saw him again - he ditched us.
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Re: Sleep-time holodeck experiences

Postby Deva » Tue Dec 12, 2017 10:51 pm UTC

Entered a classroom with approximately twenty others. Lined the walls with pictures of people. Recalls a wanted poster among them. Practiced exorcising the spirits of those people. Received nine small plates each. Depicted various acts of violence. Failed to understand how to use them.

Wandered around the room. Noticed two mug-sized barrels. Contained a dark brown liquid. Appeared deliberately placed. Grabbed both. Brought them to the Combining Desk. Featured two slots for objects. Refused to combine, however.

Becomes hazy at this point. Remembers another person taking both barrels away. (Did not object due to being stuck.) Obtained a gnarled staff at some point. Succeeded in eliminating one spirit, apparently. Attempted to return the staff to the teacher. Advised against that. Required it to remove all ninety-two spirits. Repeated this to a group of three that had formed. (Latched onto the paired items idea. Acquired two other pairs, plus the barrels.)

Ended the class without much headway. Explained the aim of the lesson. Gave everyone plates to imply an independent task. Hoped for people to group up of their own volition. Progressed quicker as a group than alone.
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Re: Sleep-time holodeck experiences

Postby Ginger » Wed Dec 13, 2017 11:55 am UTC

I frequently have dreams about loss and helplessness. Like falling down and injuring myself to the place where I can't get back up. Or my best gal pal leaves me one day without telling me why or we got into a fight. Sometimes my dreams are like movies with diverse characters. Even genders/races/peoples I'd never meet in my home community. However that loss thing keeps coming in there and it isn't subtle. Sometimes I lose my life in my dreams and it's completely beyond my control. I remember one dream about being eaten by Velociraptors. Or spies coming to infiltrate my circle of friends and betraying me? Why are my dreams so cruel? I really hate the ones about losing friends. And my dreams always use my friends' real names too. Not subtle whatsoever. :|
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