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07-01-2013, 02:00 PM | #1 |
Join Date: Dec 2007
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The World of Dreams
Imagine a setting made up of things from people's dreams ala Lovecraft's Dreamlands or Wonderland. What could escape from your dreams to make up part of it?
From my dreams: Butterflies with the stings and disposition of killer bees Scorpitank. A huge fusion of scorpion and battletank. And yes, there's a crew compartment, if you can survive to get into it. The Pursuer. A totally hairless humanoid that quickly regenerates all forms of injury and runs tirelessly after its target. Hyper Tree. A kind of psuedo-cherry tree that grows instantly when the seed is swallowed or otherwise planted in organic material. Kind of nasty, but it does kill Pursuers. Be careful eating the cherries. |
07-01-2013, 08:14 PM | #2 |
Join Date: Nov 2004
Location: The plutonium rich regions of Washington State
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07-02-2013, 12:47 AM | #3 |
Join Date: Sep 2004
Location: Upper Peninsula of Michigan
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The primary thing that would escape my dreams is The Twisted Place, which is a large building of complexly connected, rather narrow corridors, usually uninhabited and quiet. Normally artificial in appearance, The Place can look like anything from the utility stairwells of a skyscraper to a fully-functional mall (sans people).
For an entire RPG setting based on dream characters and places, consider In Nomine's "Ethereal Player's Guide," or a GURPS translation thereof. |
07-02-2013, 04:57 AM | #4 |
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Join Date: Oct 2006
Location: a crooked, creaky manse built on a blasted heath
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Last night there was a bloated, aging pyscho-slasher with deep scars in his body like somebody had tried to fillet him years ago. He flew around on a gigantic red brick borne through the air by a team of swans. The man couldn't speak properly, but just croaked and mumbled. I think he shot arrows with a bow, but that might have been part of an earlier dream. It got a bit fuzzy.
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07-02-2013, 09:26 PM | #5 |
Join Date: Aug 2004
Location: Denver, Colorado
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Monster: A predatory feline the size of a mountain lion, with the coloration of a Siamese cat, and a single large eye of pale blue in the middle of its face. It stalks. (I was a teenager when I had that one, and woke up in a cold sweat. I didn't even know that was a literal physiological condition, until that dream.)
Monster: A beautiful female with fingernails that resemble badger claws. She gets close, and then digs them into the guts of her victim. Usually, several of these appear, and when you think you've gotten away from one, another appears and digs in the claws. Eventually, they're all around (dreamed about these, one night, after I had a really spicy bowl of Mongolian beef...). Treasure: A long black topcoat. You put it on, and step off a high place, and it turns into a large pair of elegant ebony wings that allow effortless flight through a pale blue-white sky. (I've had this dream intermittently -- usually when my life is going well, and I'm pretty happy.) Location: A giant, round prison with a structure that seems organic. Made of a beautiful, pale gray stone as smooth as porcelain, the interior has ripples and ridges like smoke-colored rose-petals that gradually became steeper, the higher you try to climb the exterior walls. There is no way out, except for a spiral spindle tower that grows from the middle of the vast chamber. Even though entirely contained within the structure, a gate at the top of the spindle tower opens into the pale blue sky. The gate is the only way out, which means the way to escape is to reach the top of the tower at the center of the prison. (I only had this one, once. I left the newspaper business, shortly thereafter, and I never had it, again.) Location: A maze of black brick buildings, with narrow passageways between them. Entry into the maze induces partial paralysis to the legs, accompanied by a deep ache in the thighs. You can't run -- you can barely walk, and there's no escape, anyway (I've had this one, several times, usually when life hasn't been going so well...). This would be my version of William's "Twisted Place," I'd guess.
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07-03-2013, 09:45 AM | #6 |
Join Date: Sep 2004
Location: Upper Peninsula of Michigan
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Perhaps we frequent similar regions of the Dreamlands.
My flying device only appeared once; it was an open cardboard box whose flaps caught impossibly good updrafts. |
07-03-2013, 06:49 PM | #7 |
Join Date: Aug 2004
Location: Denver, Colorado
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I like that one. I could see myself waking up as I laughed in delight. 8)
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07-04-2013, 07:59 AM | #8 |
Join Date: Aug 2006
Location: L.I., NY
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12-03-2013, 04:14 PM | #9 | |
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12-03-2013, 05:25 PM | #10 |
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Join Date: Aug 2007
Location: Longmont, CO
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Vehicle: A car whose steering wheel locks hard to the right, and whose accelerator pedal sticks to the floor shortly after the ignition is turned on. The parking brake is the vehicular equivalent of a displacer beast; attempts to interrupt the high-speed circles by grabbing it will instead turn on the windshield wipers, or the hood latch, or the trunk lid.
(This came from a cold-medicine dream I had a few weeks ago; I found the "brake" just moments before my eyes popped open.)
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