I had a dream about Futurama,.....

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Are you implying you had a dream about Kurt writing a fanfic in his dreams?

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SHIT,
THEY'RE ON TO ME.

ABORT, ABORT, ABORT, ABORT.

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Are you implying you had a dream about Kurt writing a fanfic in his dreams?

Worst Inception fanfic EVER.

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And thus we succesfully implemented a thought in Beamer's mind that will prevent him from writing an Inception fanfic.

Wait for the kick...

[Reply #204 on:]

And thus we succesfully implemented a thought in Beamer's mind that will prevent him from writing an Inception fanfic.

Wait for the kick...

Will he choose the blue pill or the red pill.
Oh wait were talking about Inception...

But how will we make fanfics without Kurt?

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But how will we make fanfics without Kurt?

I'm sure somebody can build another random parody generator.

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But how will we make fanfics without Kurt?

I'm sure somebody can build another random parody generator.

And guess who:

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Recently, I had another dream that involved the hypnotoad, except it was some shade of magenta instead of the usual colors. Then, the hypnotoad somehow turned out to be a female and married Zoidberg, and the crew attended the wedding. Afterwards, there was some party, and Leela, for some reason, had black hair.
  Randomly, Bender got me, Amy, and Fry to play with what seemed like a Ouija board, and it spelled out "f*** you". Not long after, Fry started foaming at the mouth and spouting gibberish like the girl from The Exorcist and it turned out he was possessed. Fry turned into a devil-like thing, flew off into the sunset, and blew up the universe. Huh. I guess my dreams are just gonna get weirder each time.

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Been a while since I had a dream quite that intense!

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Funny!  A magenta colored Hypnotoad?  Leela has black hair?  Fry becomes posessed and demonic that he destroys the universe?   All of the time he's saved the universe he's finally destroyed it!  

Woah!  Quite a dream you had there Andromeda.  Very horrific in a good way!   As a matter of fact.  It almost sounds like it could be a Creepypasta.  You ought to go to Google, and type in Creepypasta wiki, join the forum on that site and tell them your story.

As for me, I NEVER had dreams about Futurama.  

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Funny!  A magenta colored Hypnotoad?  Leela has black hair?  Fry becomes posessed and demonic that he destroys the universe?   All of the time he's saved the universe he's finally destroyed it! 

Woah!  Quite a dream you had there Andromeda.  Very horrific in a good way!   As a matter of fact.  It almost sounds like it could be a Creepypasta.  You ought to go to Google, and type in Creepypasta wiki, join the forum on that site and tell them your story.

As for me, I NEVER had dreams about Futurama. 

Yeah, a lot of crazy sh*t goes on in my brain at night.

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and Leela, for some reason, had black hair.

The reason was given in the show:
[Farnsworth Mode on]
Oh, there's a woman for you! Always dyeing her hair instead of not looking in a box
[Farnsworth Mode off]

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Wow, uh... I just had a few weird Futurama-related dreams recently, and now I feel awkward because I've posted in this thread several times already and it seems no one else has such an... "interesting" subconscious mind.

   So, a while ago I had a dream that some apocalyptic event was supposed to happen, so I ended up being locked up in the P.E. headquarters building along with some of the crew members. Apparently, Fry and Leela were in a relationship and there was this weird Bender/Fry/Leela triangle going on, and Bender was really pissed off because of this latest development. Meanwhile, the Professor was running around in the nude and kicked Zoidberg out of the building to die outside, which I thought was really fucked up and tried to stand up for Zoidberg, only to be ignored. I proceeded to go to sleep whilst still dreaming and woke up in the dream. Bender made some sort of breakfast for the crew, and it turned out he killed Leela, cut her up, and put her into the food because of his jealousy and he then violated Hermes with a screwdriver, then made out with Fry, now that no one stood in his way. All I remember afterwards is that I began to hysterically bawl my eyes out, grabbed a nearby butcher knife and slashed my arm open, all the way from the underside of my wrist to the inner part of my elbow (I'm not sure how to describe this graphic mutilation). This dream disturbed me so badly I woke up crying. Scary shit.

   The other dream I had was just last night. The delivery crew (which for some reason included Amy) went to some icy planet and were delivering potatoes. Seriously. The only memorable detail was that Leela and Amy raped Bender with a wrench and Fry realized that if he squeezed hard enough, he could expel lasers from his rectum. Surprisingly, the second dream wasn't as mentally scarring as the first.

   On second thought, I have no idea why I decided to share this with a bunch of strangers on the internet. *sigh*   

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Those were pretty good episodes!

Btw, your subconscious appears to be violent and sexually disturbed.  That's probably normal, I don't know.

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Wow, uh... I just had a few weird Futurama-related dreams recently...

That mutilation is pretty scary shit, Andromeda.  It's possible that I've had a Futurama dream approaching that degree of wildness, but it's vanishingly rare for a dream to stay in my consciousness for more than a minute after waking, so I have no idea...

* Tachy sobs at the thought of all those dreams being lost in time, like tears in rain.

As I'm sure you know, a vague feeling of pending catastrophe is a very common dream element, as is nudity and sexuality, and sometimes violence.  Many of my friends have experienced cutting urges, but I never thought to ask them whether they also dream about it.

...and now I feel awkward because I've posted in this thread several times already and it seems no one else has such an... "interesting" subconscious mind.

Beamer professes to have dreams at least as interesting as the ones you related.

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Beamer professes to have dreams at least as interesting as the ones you related.

Well, it is somewhat comforting to know I'm not alone. It's not really much of a big deal, though. I get these kinds of dreams about once a month, so I pretty much got used to them and I recall having night terrors since I was around 5 years old. I could probably write a novel documenting each and every one of the memorable, heavily detailed nightmares I've experienced. Perhaps even with a sequel.

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Yes, I am *most* thankful that I very rarely recall my dreams  Because they are most often stress / problem-solving dreams, and occasionally terrifying.   Most people need to jot down notes upon awakening in order to maintain recall of their dreams.  There have been a few times I've awakened during a dream and noticed that I had fallen asleep in mid-thought -- because my laptop was in my lap, usually logged into irc.  Often with a long line of "ojsdaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aa..." or similar and I've mentioned my dream to Tweek or anyone else who was in there when I woke up.

e.g. this one odd dream was populated entirely by Peelers, and if I hadn't mentioned it to winna immediately after I woke up I'd not have remembered any of it after a couple of minutes.

Show spoiler

[07:08:16] [INFO] You are no longer marked as away.
[07:08:31] <Tachy> winna, wtf are you still doing up?
[07:08:43] <Tachy> oh
[07:08:51] <Tachy> were you up all night?
[07:10:35] <winna> yes
[07:10:38] <Tachy> I was just hanging outside a rundown rollerskating park in Australia., with Chris and Bianca and a couple of other people, waiting for something,  And I was smoking Marlboros :-/

FYI, I've never been a smoker and have had maybe six cigarettes in my entire life :-/

After taking up a career in electronic troubleshooting, nearly all of my dreams became problem-solving ones, eventually (locate the mysterious noise, fix the contraption, etc.).  It's annoying enough as it is, but it would be hell if I had to deal with remembering most of my dreams, or even once-a-month nightmares.  You have my sympathy.

Have you read up on any of those gadgets that monitor you for REM sleep, and make sure that your alarm doesn't go off while you're dreaming?  I'm pretty sure that's a real thing.

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Heh, my dreams are so tame in comparison, and almost never particularly vivid.

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 Alright, prepare to be entertained. I had yet another weird dream just two nights ago, which should not be much of a surprise.

 At the start of the dream, Fry was arguing with Homer about who's show is better and this was taking place in prehistoric times, like the kind with dinosaurs. There was a whole crowd of t-rexes that were just chilling out and watching the fight and for some odd reason, Zoidberg was among them, eating popcorn nonchalantly. Shit went down when some giant robot thing declared it was taking over Earth, and Curious George showed up out of nowhere and began violently chucking his feces at it. An all out war started and all of the dinosaurs fled as a new battle began.

 Fry, Leela, and the professor were trying to escape the situation but suddenly, Unmentionable(I don't know how I knew that was him, I just kinda did. You know how dreams are. Also, I apologize if I just killed some of your brain cells.) rode in on a morbidly obese stegosaurus. For some odd reason, he appeared as a fat neckbeard wearing nothing but underwear, to help you form a disturbing image in your mind. He began to declare his love for Fry, but one of the t-rexes threw a dildo at Unmentionable before he could kidnap and molest the unfortunate object of his affection. He suddenly died, and the three Futurama characters got a chance to escape.

 Somehow, they ended up in a McDonald's and found out that the main ingredient in the chicken mcnuggets was actually horse shit, only to get shot to death before getting a chance to spread the word. My dream cut back to the scene where Curious George and the giant robot were fighting in slow-motion, with heavy metal music playing in the background. As things really started to intensify, the universe collapsed in on itself and credits began to roll. I was really confused by this, wondering if this really was just a movie and I woke up. For some odd reason, I woke up in my bathtub, and I'm 99.98% sure I fell asleep in bed. :/ Coincidence? I think not. Loominardi cunfermd.

....That is all.

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I'm amazed that you can remember all that detail!  I'd forgotten about poor Unmentionable, actually, but that seems like a dream he'd be involved in

As a matter of fact, I can recall waking in a bathtub at least once, but I'm fairly certain that that's where I crashed out

* Tachy makes a note to attempt to record some details from his dreams the next time he awakens

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Had my first (remembered) weird dream in ages this morning, and it was tangentially related to Futurama and Peelers.  I've not yet gotten around to making a "remember and write down your dream..." recording for my alarm, so unfortunately much of the detail was lost

I had to stay late at work last night, by myself in the lab and it was cold and I didn't have a jacket, and I was really tired when I got home.  This was real life, not a dream, but may have contributed to the weirdness.


This was really two separate dreams interleaved, one of them a looping dream of sorts.  Slice1: I found myself walking in an airport terminal, going at a good pace, and fishing in my shirt pocket for my boarding pass, and noticing that I didn't have any carry-on luggage with me, which has never happened irl.  This slice repeated intermittently (with variations) interleaving with the other dream slice.  Sometimes my boarding pass was missing, and sometimes it was there.  Sometimes I walked past other people, and sometimes I was alone.

This dream slice doesn't seem all that unusual because I travelled extensively last month, including ten(!) individual flights and spent a ton of time walking around various airports.

Slice2: Slice2 didn't really repeat in the conventional sense, as I seemed aware of the passage of time each time it came on.  I was either opening the door to an apartment, or standing on the threshold, or had just entered.  This was a large multi-room apartment in an old American Victorian style house.  Oak or light coloured pine flooring, very high ceilings, plaster walls, and sparsely furnished with some antique-looking chairs and tables and such.

There were always animals.  Sometimes just a cat or two, sometimes small lifelike versions of some of the animals from Vergon-6, and often odd Earth animals.  Snakes were common, both large and small.  At one point I saw ferrets and miniature monitor lizards.  Each time, there was some urgency to find a particular animal (a common dream element).  One time I gently picked up a 2-metre yellowish snake with a handy snake-handling pole with gripper jaws on one end and a squeeze handle on the other, and placed the snake under a sofa in a back room.

Toward the end of the dream I was standing near the entrance of the apartment with another Peeler, but she was indistinct and I knew her in the dream but can't recall who she was or anything about her.  She was working with me to find the yellow snake, which for some reason had wandered off, but with the snake-handling pole still gripping its body lightly, and we needed to get the pole off.  This is when I looked under every piece of furniture I could find, and discovered ferrets, weasels, was harassed by the miniature monitor lizards, and saw some exotic creatures that I somehow knew came from Vergon-6.

So these dreams interleaved with each other, seemingly having no connection.  THe apartment dream dominated, with occasional flashovers to the walking-in-an-airport dream.

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Just now I remembered how the dream ended.  The Peeler woman and I had found the yellow snake and freed it from the snake pole.  We walked out of the apartment (which I then saw was on an upper floor) closed the door (mahogany, with a medium size frosted glass window pane in the centre) and began to descend the very large dark spiral wooden staircase, one where you could peer over the railing and see several stories to the ground floor.  After a few steps I noticed a light switch on the wall and flipped it up with a loud 'snap', and we noticed a frosted glass cabinet of some kind in the centre of this helical staircase and hundreds of little flecks of coloured light appeared, as if projected upon the frosted glass from inside it.  An effect similar to having several spinning mirror balls hidden inside the cabinet, lit up with narrow floodlights, only the colours of the flecks slowly morphed.


I had only one or two glasses of low-alcohol beer with supper last night, and have no idea what set the dream off, or more interestingly, made it so intense that I could recall it five minutes after I'd awakened.

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I'm sure this has gotten predictable by now, so I probably don't even need to justify this.

The dream started out with the PE crew, minus the professor, sitting at the table where they usually sit, except they were located in the middle of a desert for no damn reason. Scruffy flew in on the planet express ship and admitted that he killed the professor to take over the company and the world, to which there were no objections. He started off his dictatorship by firing Amy because she didn't love him hard enough and replaced her with Washbucket, who now had a humanoid robot body. Fry got up, screamed "Fuck you all!!! Especially you, Leela!" and literally decided to fuck her right then and there on the table, whilst everyone gathered around to watch. Bender videotaped it, put it online, and somehow ended up becoming the president of Earth because of this.
  This enraged Hermes, who apparently had lifelong dreams of becoming the merciless tyrant of Earth, and so he challenged Bender to a duel to decide who would get to take over. They had an epic fight over a volcano while there were 3 tornadoes simultaneously going on in the background, until Hermes tripped over his untied shoelaces, which had previously been nonexistent, and got sucked into a tornado INSIDE of the volcano. As he melted from the lava, his final words were, "I ALWAYS WANTED TO HAVE YOUR BABIES, SCRUFFY!!!!!". No one expected this surprising plot twist, especially the former janitor. After shedding a single manly tear, Scruffy, too, plummeted down towards the lava in hopes that he would be reunited with his one true love. Washbucket was pissed off and spat into the lava where her now ex had disintegrated into nothing, cursing him. As it turned out(and was narrated by the professor's ghost), her true love was also Hermes and she couldn't bring herself to believe that he loved Scruffy all along instead of her.
  While Zoidberg comforted Washbucket with the intention of "getting some", the illuminati showed up armed with nukes and confiscated Bender's shiny, metal ass, claiming that it would serve a much higher purpose in the future and that he had no business possessing it.
  Eventually this whole incident was revealed to be just a disturbing dream that Fry was having. When he woke up, he was nude in a bathtub full of ice cubes with two scars on his stomach. Bender showed up in the doorway and explained that while Fry was asleep, he took all of his money, sold both of his kidneys on eBay, and violated his unconscious body. As the shock of realization began to set in for Fry, Justin Beiber's shitty song "Baby" began playing in the background, followed by a hypnotoad jumpscare.

I finally woke up and didn't actually know I had this dream until sometime in the afternoon when I randomly remembered it.

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I would watch that episode.

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Oh shit, I have a lot to catch up on.

This one was from a while back, but was way too memorable.
Apparently, Matt Groening showed up at this random building in my city in the middle of fucking nowheresville, which obviously wouldn't ever happen in real life, and I was going there to hopefully meet him. Before that, I drew this really shitty Futurama picture where Leela, who was wearing an orange shirt for no damn reason, was saying something retarded to Fry with Bender doing something random in the background. Overall shitty drawing, I tell you. Just utter shit.
Anyways, I show up at this rundown building with my shitty drawing and just sit down. Next thing you know, everyone around me starts fawning over how PERFECT and BREATHTAKING my shitty piece of "art" is. Matt Groening himself shows up and says the picture is so amazing that he wants to take it for some reason. I was confused but also extremely proud at my achievement, even if I still didn't know what they saw in that drawing. There was some sort time skip in my dream because next thing I know, the drawing is framed up somewhere in a museum and worth a million dollars, while I'm already on a flight to Australia. O_o This is where shit gets a bit trippy. I ended up in this giant room that resembled a courtroom, with me on the throne and a bunch of people crowded around me. Turns out this was a PEEL convention and the reason I had to go to Australia was because it was my coronation. As the fucking PEEL queen. It was really strange, I tell you. Things escalated when a guy cosplaying as the Space Pope began to sacrifice a few noobs to the great tentacle monster Yivo. There were orgies going on amidst the sacrificing, and malformed fetuses began to rain down all over the whole spectacle. It was at that moment that I woke up, unfortunately. My short reign as the dictator queen of PEEL will certainly not be forgotten, and was probably the best experience I've had in a dream ever. 

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That does seem pretty memorable!  I can vaguely visualize a Salvador Dali "warped" style painting of the courtroom scene, and it's both terrifying and fascinating.  Too bad the admins don't give out custom ranks any more, 'cause "dictator queen of PEEL" has a nice ring to it




P.S.  Do you drink tea/coffee/beer/tequila before bed to inspire these richly detailed dreams, or do they come naturally?

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No, my brain is just really messed up. I figure that any "enhancements" would just up the disturbing factor to 117%. Which is considerably worse than it is at the moment. And the main reason why I don't drink alcohol or do drugs.

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Sunday morning I woke up with fragments of a dream still floating around my mind.  I was on a timeline subtly diverged from this one, and had been frantically searching the internet to figure out history.  The first Futurama run had continued through 2005, and some of the episodes were based on concepts that appeared in the the final seasons of our timeline.  One that I recall was basically Overclockwise.

And in that timeline I'd joined Peel in 2008, I think, and had a different username (Electron Pressure).