Russian Roulette - My Dream

[~Ultimate Future Weapon~]

Well my dream is so disgusting if you want to know it send me a pm and i will be more than glad to tell you

[Dr. Percival Cox]

I once had a dream that I was a 6 year old again. My family was visiting some far of relative in the counrty. She had told me some shizz about how her scare-crow was a vampire. I walked up to the scare-crow and asked was it a vampire. It got off the stick thing and said yes. Then I asked it if it wanted to play Street Fighter. It beat me 20 times. I still want a rematch.

T.T

[Guest Random Dude]

I had a dream where I went back in time to the medieval ages and had a gunblade for some reason and something like Squall's suit in FFVIII. I went into a battle in the crusades and everyone was flying and superjumping and crap. After a while I woke up during the dream and I'm waiting to see if it continues.

[Mister Sir]

I had a dream once that someone had ear sex with me.

 

I woke up with a headache.

[Jord200]

I once had a dream that I met Samus Aran from Metroid, only she was in a nurse outfit. she smiled at me with razor sharp teeth and used tasor on me. then while I was unable to move she opened up my rib cage with scappel and bone saw. I woke up with a almost unbearable pain in my chest. funny thing is, I've never played a Metroid game in my life.....

[Tempest Dahlia]

I HAD A DREAM THAT I WAS FALLING!!! FALLING FROM A HIGH BRANCH INTO THE LAVA BELOW!!!!

FALLING!!!! REALLY... really... slowly....

I just woke up, pretty angry.

 

Then l had a dream that l was being chased by like 50 guys trying to jump me. l must admit l was scared. l've been jumped alot before, not a good feeling to feel like your arm is being sliced off your body. /queasy

[Ω Link Ω]

Last week I had a dream were me and my freinds were buying Mw2 at gamestop all of a sudden the dude closes the door and a million nukes go off around the world.After that me and my freinds survived we were walking and a monkey popped out of the sand and started throwing poo at us....yea I know messed up dream.

[Shrekstasy]

[spoiler=This is my favorite dream ^.^]Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of captivity.

 

But one hundred years later, we must face the tragic fact that the Negro is still not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languishing in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. So we have come here today to dramatize an appalling condition.

 

In a sense we have come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men would be guaranteed the inalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.

 

It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check which has come back marked "insufficient funds." But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. So we have come to cash this check -- a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice. We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to open the doors of opportunity to all of God's children. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood.

 

It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment and to underestimate the determination of the Negro. This sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. Those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. There will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.

 

But there is something that I must say to my people who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. In the process of gaining our rightful place we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.

 

We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force. The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny and their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. We cannot walk alone.

 

And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro's basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.

 

I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow cells. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.

 

Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. Let us not wallow in the valley of despair.

 

I say to you today, my friends, that in spite of the difficulties and frustrations of the moment, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

 

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal."

 

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slaveowners will be able to sit down together at a table of brotherhood.

 

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a desert state, sweltering with the heat of injustice and oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

 

I have a dream that my four children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

 

I have a dream today.

 

I have a dream that one day the state of Alabama, whose governor's lips are presently dripping with the words of interposition and nullification, will be transformed into a situation where little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls and walk together as sisters and brothers.

 

I have a dream today.

 

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.

 

This is our hope. This is the faith with which I return to the South. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

 

This will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with a new meaning, "My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim's pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring."

 

And if America is to be a great nation this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!

 

Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!

 

Let freedom ring from the curvaceous peaks of California!

 

But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!

 

Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee!

 

Let freedom ring from every hill and every molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

 

When we let freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"

 

 

[Great Unclean One: VK]

I once had a dream where a chick stabbed a Dao into my chest, then I died.

 

I woke up with a jerk.

[Shradow]

I once had a dream like I was looking down at my covers while laying down in my bed, and it was split into portions, like countries. There was fighting and bad stuff, and there was creepy music and a narrator talking like I was watching some war documentary. The style of how everything was looked like something about of Samurai Jack.

[Mehmani]

Your dreams aren't really things to put on a Children's Card Game forum, J-Max.

[Yankee]

Your dreams aren't really things to put on a Children's Card Game forum' date=' J-Max.

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For once, you speak the complete truth.

[Grunt Issun]

I had a dream I was made of 8-bit graphics and I was in Mario, first time, I was so confused I was killed by a Goomba, second time I got a super mushroom, but fell down a pit, 3rd time I got to bowsers castle, with a fire flower and when I lost the fire flower, I went to pull the axe, but when I touched it, it cut me in half, I woke up.

[六兆年と一夜物語]

I had a dream where a giant mecha blew everything up.

 

It was fucking awesome.

[Brendano Harns]

I was in Disneyland one time, when I was about 10.

 

I got woke up, and saw that not only was there a bunch of people filing into the room, but the hotel room had transformed into the Tiki room. I watched as people filed into the room. My family was sitting next to me, but I turned around and they were gone. No one filled there place. No one was sitting in the seats around me, but there was a ton of people.

 

I got up from my seat to try and find my family, and had no luck.

 

I started asking people if they had seen them, and no one even looked at me. I found where they were marching in from. It was from the front door. It was discolored, and made my eyes hurt. I kept staring, until it went back to normal. I turned around, and everything was back to normal. :|

[Dark]

I'd rather not discuss personal dreams on YCM.

 

Although, I'm sure the lot of you had had the "falling infinitely" nightmare. I get those a lot, tbqh.

[Shrekstasy]

wtf who banned j-max.

[Dr. Percival Cox]

I was in Disneyland one time' date=' when I was about 10.

 

I got woke up, and saw that not only was there a bunch of people filing into the room, but the hotel room had transformed into the Tiki room. I watched as people filed into the room. My family was sitting next to me, but I turned around and they were gone. No one filled there place. No one was sitting in the seats around me, but there was a ton of people.

 

I got up from my seat to try and find my family, and had no luck.

 

I started asking people if they had seen them, and no one even looked at me. I found where they were marching in from. It was from the front door. It was discolored, and made my eyes hurt. I kept staring, until it went back to normal. I turned around, and everything was back to normal. :|

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That sounds like the time I did acid.....

[Fidel Castro]

I had a really weird dream after watching cyborg 009.

 

I dreamed that i was a cyborg as well. Not any of the numbered ones but one that was created to kill them all. In the dream i went bat sheet agenst my creators and joined the numbered ones in their fight agenst evil.

 

My powers? Cross between 2, 4, and 5. I has jumpjets in my legs, a rifle built into one arm, a sword built into the other, and i could crush rocks with my hands.

[Brendano Harns]

I was in Disneyland one time' date=' when I was about 10.

 

I got woke up, and saw that not only was there a bunch of people filing into the room, but the hotel room had transformed into the Tiki room. I watched as people filed into the room. My family was sitting next to me, but I turned around and they were gone. No one filled there place. No one was sitting in the seats around me, but there was a ton of people.

 

I got up from my seat to try and find my family, and had no luck.

 

I started asking people if they had seen them, and no one even looked at me. I found where they were marching in from. It was from the front door. It was discolored, and made my eyes hurt. I kept staring, until it went back to normal. I turned around, and everything was back to normal. :|

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That sounds like the time I did acid.....

 

Huh. Disney tried to drug me. Didn't see that coming.

[Kuri]

I had a dream where I had 1million $ to spend but only had 2 hours to spend it weird and confusing

[Archbaron Larry]

I once had a dream when I was like four years old where a penguin with a knife popped out of nowhere and started chasing me. I woke up crying and my mom had to come in the room and try to shut me up.

[Grunt Issun]

I once had a dream that aliens had planted a bomb in the center of the world, so I had to deactivate by stealing there space ship, because mine didnt have the right tools, so I had to use my own to capture the other one, then invade it, kill all the aliens, disect the bomb, and save earth...or was it arelia? I think it was Arelia........Arelia is my dream world, over half my dreams take place there. it has purple water