Oh Lord I had a freaky dream!

Betticus

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Otay dream analyzers: This freaky dream was so real I was disoriented when I woke up.

It's weird futuristic and there's this whole huge city that is out in the middle of the ocean but it can actually move so it floats. Most of it is underwater so it's all beautiful and looks like something aliens would build. At first I'm swimming underwater in this big dome thing but when I try to go through the hatch to go up for air I am too big to fit. It's like everyone is really small and petite so I go to the top of the dome and am trying to get someone to help me. There is this ledge thingie and there are two other people on it, a guy and a really cute girl. The it gets even freakier as I'm actually two people in this dream and it switches to the other me that is really ancient and mostly robot and I'm the undisputed ruler of this city. So we're having dinner and the maitre'd bugs me about people being stuck on the ledge thingie so I just pull out my big ol' future pistol that shoots hypervelocity needles and start shooting in the general direction of the ledge through the restaurant wall. Go back to eating dinner.

So the other me on the ledge watches as the other guy gets hit entire upper torso and head torn off by the needle thingies and the girl catches a few to her eyes. Somehow I manage to get help to get us out and I take her to the other me later on to see if he can help. So the other me sees this chick and she's really cute so I say I'll see what I can do and take her with me to my medical/torture area. So, I have this guy that was an enemy of mine in this big glass tank thing and he's underwater and attached to life support devices, doesn't even need a breathing tube. He's kind of looking at me but it's hard not to since over the years I've flayed every inch of his skin off including eyelids, etc.. He's just there with no skin, no fat at all on his body but it's been a while so he's not leaking blood or anything. He's just basically a skinless gimp that I've been torturing. I get my surgical stuff out and without even any anesthesia I do the surgery to remove his eyes and optic nerves. He has one bright blue eye and one that is like a gold color. I leave the poor tortured bastard and proceed to replace the eyes of the chick. She and I get along once she's healed up and I am romancing her but the other me finds us and keeps trying to rescue her so I have my goon squad out trying to kill the good me but in a way the girl won't find out about. It goes on for a while like a James Bond movie with us both trying to woo this girl and me escaping near death all the time, then the thunder from the storm woke me up.

Okay, so what're the analyses?
 
Too many Bond movies...

and...

you have issues with your mother.

Okay not really on the last part, but had to be cliche.


Real view- sonds like you may be warring with part of yourself over an issue. Part of you wants to maim it then keep it, another to protect and heal it. May be a person or an animal?
 
You've watched too many episodes of Stargate: Atlantis, and stay away from the pepperoni and anchovy pizza.
 
The futuristic city represents your future, the life you will lead. Your good self represents all the positive qualities in you, your evil self of course represents the evil qualities in you. You see your bad qualities taking over your life, ensnaring your good, (trapped on the ledge) while your evil qualities rule your life (ruler of the city that represents your future) Your evil side reacts violently towards your good, and the people you care about (the girl and the boy), attacking them, trying to suppress and kill them. Then, later, your evil side tries to steal your loved ones from you, representing your evil side's tendancies to distance yourself from those who care about you. You continue fighting, because its a battle not won yet.
 
Aeroil said:
The futuristic city represents your future, the life you will lead. Your good self represents all the positive qualities in you, your evil self of course represents the evil qualities in you. You see your bad qualities taking over your life, ensnaring your good, (trapped on the ledge) while your evil qualities rule your life (ruler of the city that represents your future) Your evil side reacts violently towards your good, and the people you care about (the girl and the boy), attacking them, trying to suppress and kill them. Then, later, your evil side tries to steal your loved ones from you, representing your evil side's tendancies to distance yourself from those who care about you. You continue fighting, because its a battle not won yet.

I do truly fear that the sadist in me is winning. Not only physical pain but emotional and mental dominance as well. I am not sure if that's a bad thing at this point in time. For me at least. A playful submissive at this point in time may be able so save me I think that deeply inside the sadist is stronger. I feel that I am destined to hurt and to twist anyone that I meet. I feel evil. I know that I am an evil person. I hurt and twist and perverse and molest everyone that I come into contact with. I am the epitome of cruelty and evil. I am a bad person and that is just who I am.

Buyer beware, I will fuck your mind and your spirit and leave you as my plaything. You can be as hot as a supermodel or as ugly as an orangutang and I will cut, twist, torture, burn, torment your soul until you know nothing but me and my will over you.

This is the most honesty anyone of you will ever get out of me. Even if I love you truly I will break you. I can do it with kindness, I can do it with pleasure or pain or a mix of everything you can feel but in the end you will be my pet.

Buyer beware!
 
Betticus said:
Buyer beware, I will fuck your mind and your spirit and leave you as my plaything. You can be as hot as a supermodel or as ugly as an orangutang and I will cut, twist, torture, burn, torment your soul until you know nothing but me and my will over you.


Dayum... I may have found a new SIG line!
 
Uncle Betticus, yes you are twisted, but so are we all. You are also sweet, generous and caring. I have never considered you evil, no more so than anyone else. We all have an evil side. Being a sadist isn't evil. It's just part of who you are, and I adore you for it. If you weren't who you were, I never would have asked you to adopt me so long ago. :rose:
 
Betticus said:
Otay dream analyzers: This freaky dream was so real I was disoriented when I woke up.

It's weird futuristic and there's this whole huge city that is out in the middle of the ocean but it can actually move so it floats. Most of it is underwater so it's all beautiful and looks like something aliens would build. At first I'm swimming underwater in this big dome thing but when I try to go through the hatch to go up for air I am too big to fit. It's like everyone is really small and petite so I go to the top of the dome and am trying to get someone to help me. There is this ledge thingie and there are two other people on it, a guy and a really cute girl. The it gets even freakier as I'm actually two people in this dream and it switches to the other me that is really ancient and mostly robot and I'm the undisputed ruler of this city. So we're having dinner and the maitre'd bugs me about people being stuck on the ledge thingie so I just pull out my big ol' future pistol that shoots hypervelocity needles and start shooting in the general direction of the ledge through the restaurant wall. Go back to eating dinner.

So the other me on the ledge watches as the other guy gets hit entire upper torso and head torn off by the needle thingies and the girl catches a few to her eyes. Somehow I manage to get help to get us out and I take her to the other me later on to see if he can help. So the other me sees this chick and she's really cute so I say I'll see what I can do and take her with me to my medical/torture area. So, I have this guy that was an enemy of mine in this big glass tank thing and he's underwater and attached to life support devices, doesn't even need a breathing tube. He's kind of looking at me but it's hard not to since over the years I've flayed every inch of his skin off including eyelids, etc.. He's just there with no skin, no fat at all on his body but it's been a while so he's not leaking blood or anything. He's just basically a skinless gimp that I've been torturing. I get my surgical stuff out and without even any anesthesia I do the surgery to remove his eyes and optic nerves. He has one bright blue eye and one that is like a gold color. I leave the poor tortured bastard and proceed to replace the eyes of the chick. She and I get along once she's healed up and I am romancing her but the other me finds us and keeps trying to rescue her so I have my goon squad out trying to kill the good me but in a way the girl won't find out about. It goes on for a while like a James Bond movie with us both trying to woo this girl and me escaping near death all the time, then the thunder from the storm woke me up.

Okay, so what're the analyses?
Damn, I'd stop eating pickles before bedtime. Split personality dream? Good that you woke up when you did.
 
See, like a normal person, I have drow futa rape dreams ^_^

points for people who know what futa and drow are.
 
Betticus said:
A playful submissive at this point in time may be able to save me I think that deeply inside the sadist is stronger.

Even if I love you truly I will break you. I can do it with kindness, I can do it with pleasure or pain or a mix of everything you can feel but in the end you will be my pet.

Buyer beware!

:cathappy: I don't know about anyone else but this doesn't sound "BAD EVIL" to me

:rolleyes: I'm sure you wouldn't have a problem finding a playful subbie willing to be your pet

*stands up to be first in line* :kiss:
 
Aeroil said:
See, like a normal person, I have drow futa rape dreams ^_^

points for people who know what futa and drow are.


Know who/what the drow are (Drizzt is a yummy example).
Now the futa- I'm lost.
 
kitty4ever said:
Uncle Betticus, yes you are twisted, but so are we all. You are also sweet, generous and caring. I have never considered you evil, no more so than anyone else. We all have an evil side. Being a sadist isn't evil. It's just part of who you are, and I adore you for it. If you weren't who you were, I never would have asked you to adopt me so long ago. :rose:


Awww, my own lil adopted subbiekins! :eek:
 
kiten69 said:
:cathappy: I don't know about anyone else but this doesn't sound "BAD EVIL" to me

:rolleyes: I'm sure you wouldn't have a problem finding a playful subbie willing to be your pet

*stands up to be first in line* :kiss:

Even after the phone calls yesterday? I figured that since my voice wasn't allergied up I'd tease you a little. :devil:
 
Betticus said:
Even after the phone calls yesterday? I figured that since my voice wasn't allergied up I'd tease you a little. :devil:

I am UNTEASABLE what are you talking about? :cathappy:
 
I hae freaky dreams all the time too.

The other night, I dreamed I was panty and shoe shopping with Shankara and Ms. Ebonyfire the other day. They wanted me to drive cause they were visiting here for some reason that had nothing to do with panties or shoes. I didn't want to drive Ms. Ebony's car because it ws too nice and I was afraid I'd break it, so we were driving around here in my battered volvo that's older than me. We ended up at the big Macy's here in town and having tea with ADR on the non-existant 4th floor. The big Macy's is only one story, y'see. And the tea room was like the Russian Tea Room in New York and AA was our waiter and He scared me.

Oh, and Ms. Ebony helped me pick a strapless black bra with sparkly lace, which was really important for some reason, but I can't remember why.
 
snowy ciara said:
I hae freaky dreams all the time too.

The other night, I dreamed I was panty and shoe shopping with Shankara and Ms. Ebonyfire the other day. They wanted me to drive cause they were visiting here for some reason that had nothing to do with panties or shoes. I didn't want to drive Ms. Ebony's car because it ws too nice and I was afraid I'd break it, so we were driving around here in my battered volvo that's older than me. We ended up at the big Macy's here in town and having tea with ADR on the non-existant 4th floor. The big Macy's is only one story, y'see. And the tea room was like the Russian Tea Room in New York and AA was our waiter and He scared me.

Oh, and Ms. Ebony helped me pick a strapless black bra with sparkly lace, which was really important for some reason, but I can't remember why.

That dream sounded like a lot of fun. I love to dream shop! And in my dreams I never seem to run out of money!
 
It was sort of fun in a weird way but I hate shopping... It wasn't so bad with You though. Sharing a dressing room with Shank was sorta odd. His jewelry on his tackle kept jingling and the sales lady kept walking up and down outside, trying to figure out what was jingling. It seems odd that the lady had no problem with the Panty Daddi-O going in with me, but the jingling made her a little concerned.
 
snowy ciara said:
I hae freaky dreams all the time too.

The other night, I dreamed I was panty and shoe shopping with Shankara and Ms. Ebonyfire the other day. They wanted me to drive cause they were visiting here for some reason that had nothing to do with panties or shoes. I didn't want to drive Ms. Ebony's car because it ws too nice and I was afraid I'd break it, so we were driving around here in my battered volvo that's older than me. We ended up at the big Macy's here in town and having tea with ADR on the non-existant 4th floor. The big Macy's is only one story, y'see. And the tea room was like the Russian Tea Room in New York and AA was our waiter and He scared me.

Oh, and Ms. Ebony helped me pick a strapless black bra with sparkly lace, which was really important for some reason, but I can't remember why.
Sounds Prophetic.
 
snowy ciara said:
It was sort of fun in a weird way but I hate shopping... It wasn't so bad with You though. Sharing a dressing room with Shank was sorta odd. His jewelry on his tackle kept jingling and the sales lady kept walking up and down outside, trying to figure out what was jingling. It seems odd that the lady had no problem with the Panty Daddi-O going in with me, but the jingling made her a little concerned.

That is funny!
 
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