it actually happened...

[Silverluna]

I had my first and only dream about a Literotican....LOL Purely non sexual too....
Who here has actually dreamed of someone....did they look or sound the same as they really do?

 

[lavender]

 

[Devilish1]

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That's when I realized how real the dream had become. I actually had reached for him in my bed. I couldn't find him and it scared me. I shot straight up in my bed to realize it was 4:14 am.

Weird. Just plain fucking weird. [/B]

Ive had thoses dreams before... I have woke up talking to them.
Asking them not to go....

 

[riff]

Part 1

Laurel and Manu's site became so renown, that a televison producer approached them with idea of a Survivor-type television series that would kind of a voyeuristic study in human nature by pitting people against each other. It would occurr in a Truman-Show-esque setting, a controlled environment, aired across the world on its own channel so everyone else in the world outside of the domed island could watch.

I don't remember the exact details of the rules of the game, but at the core of it all was a character contest of some kind and people would get booted off of the island.

I don't know how many poeple were on the island, but from my part of the beach I could see at least a hundred.... it was like any other beach (the lighting was surprisingly dark but you could see... an almost artificial twighlight like you might find in Caesar's Palace or the Venetian in Las Vagas). An ocean, a beach and then a steep rocky incline. Few trees. This section of the beach resembled a gentle cove shaped like a [ ) ] .... it might have been the whole set for all I know, but it stretch for how far- 500 meters? 750? 1000? Something like that....

Clumps of people from a solitary individual two couples, trios... groups of four, six, a dozen, 20 were scattered across this space. people walked, some stood, some would leave one group and join another.

There was laughing, playing, talking, griping.... I saw a woman crying to another woman and a man who listened.

I didn't see any games like volleyball or anything. It was just people on the beach, interacting. I saw no violence and I saw no sex.

When I saw the woman crying, I sadly shook my head. I hate seeing sadness. I have no idea what she was upset about. She might have been crying over something I considered silly and petty, she might have been genuinely wronged and hurt, she might have been a con-artist. I walked away and joined some people (sorry I cannot remember who they were or I would write it down) and joined them in some light conversation and joking.

I felt jolly. Having had my fill of their company, I began to drift when suddenly a light like Venus appeared in the sky. Soon everyone stopped to admire it because it was so beautiful. It kept getting brighter and brighter. Meteors started shooting across the sky. Everyone was delighted with this show. The object in the sky got brighter and brighter and word spread that it was a meteor coming. People watched.

The beach was abandoned. Everyone got up on the rocks to watch and see what would happen. It streaked down, a fireball, and SPLASH harmlessly, yet impressively, before us, spraying us with water from the artificial sea on the artificial beach under the dome of an artificial sky.

There were a couple of screams, some hooting and hollering, a large collective "OOOOO!" followed by a rippling of "ahs" and the waves of laughter.

"What a trip!" I thought. I felt so lucky to have been selected for the show. This was going to be fun.

It wasn't long after that we heard a distant, almost muffled pop, way far away from the direction of the sea. Then came a deafening BOOM! As the artificial sky appeared to crack and shatter. Everyone was on their feet again. There was jumping and shouting and some screamed "It isn't real" while some screamed "OH MY FUCKING GOD" and panic broke out. People began scrambling up the cliffs. I stood and watched, thinking, this isn't real. A rock smashed into the cliff killing a young man as it produced a huge crack in the side of the cliff. I hauled ass up the cliff.

Somewhere over the cliff was this control center and everything was a panic, out-of-control. What was at first unreal was real- not only that, a really big meteor, we learned, had just taken out a major city. "It isn't true! It isn't true" someone was crying in the control center, "it's all part of the plot of the show to make us think the world is coming to an end!"

My gut told me it was real, but the comment gave me a doubt. This was quickly erased as the next rock came crashing through the dome. A technician in the control center informed us that all communications with (was it the northwest USA or northeast USA) were gone. Graphic IP traceroutes were revealing huge gaps in the communications infrastructure across a map of the world. He began furiously trying to contact people, others were in panic and shock. I ran from the control center and back to the cliff. CRASH! A car sized explosion took out a group of people on the far side of the cove. I scrambled down the cliff making my way to the beach. I could see a large part of the real sky, nightly dark, through the massive hole (no telling how large because I had no idea as to the size of the dome) and defined against the artificial twilight of the artificial dome. Someone yelled at me, "You're gonna get killed!" as I began to sprint across the beach to the place where the explosion was (to help? to satisfy my curious nature? both? I don't know... I just had to get there!).

I could hear what seemed like bullets whizzing by me. A fist sized piece of rock ripped through my chest so fast someone could have seen a clear, neat, arm-sized hole through the center of my torso. I felt it hit. The immense pressure (no pain) I had enough time to realize my plight (seconds? tenths of seconds? microseconds? an instant?) "There's a hole through me," and I was dead.

Part 2

Out of blackness, a blinding crackle of light. Am I dead? A rushing feeling like butterflies above my stomach as I feel rushed through space. The dome is severely damaged and I fly down through the hole. Another such rush pulling me up above the cliffs to a crater with a giant sign saying "Welcome to Hell." Fire and immense heat. Imagined pain as I am rushed again up and out to Someplace.

I find myself in a trainstation. I see other people milling around. But no one is talking. It's like being alive. "I am all right!" I shout but can't hear myself. I rush to someone but they don't notice me. I see a hole in the side of a wall I rush into it.

I see the first guy who was killed, running. I follow him. Incredible speed and agility. A large silver disk spinning quickly on the floor at exit of this cave we seem to have been running through. Beyond the exit some kind of bridge-like walkway. He crosses the disk and diasappears. I follow him.

Now a new landscape. The sky is pink and I see many many people some are peaceful, others sad and angry. I am one of the confused. I join them in what seems to be a procession somewhere. We walk through an entrance.

We are back on the island beach. All of us waiting. For something. I guess it was the same beach. Everything looked the same. No cracked dome- just this pink sky with the sea and that cove and all these people.

Word passes that we are to be tested. For something. I guess we are all dead, but unlike the station on the other side of the spinning disk, there is this communication, but words aren't needed. I can emotionally feel the people around me. I am drawn to some- and others a kind of pity or sadness for them, compassion? There is something in them that makes me want to avoid them, but I want to reach out to them, to tell them to please pay attention, to let it all go or it will hold them back. I send this to them but do not know if I reached them or had an effect because I am in the next group being tested and I moving with my group of 4 people up the cliff and onto a road into a cave in a hill. I can see the first group of four running ahead of us and someone in the group falls and on person stops to help the person who fell while the other two run onward.

My group is another guy and two women whom I have never seen before. One of the women falls and I stop to help her.

Now a different place. I am with the 2 women and I can only guess that the guy kept running. I realise that we have taken our test. I do not know if we passed or failed. I feel like we passed because I feel a close sense of companionship with these two women. Some kind of connection. We are alone. In a cave.... When I see the darkness around us I begin to feel a fear that perhaps we did not pass the test. I feel this desire to leave this place and I look to one of my companions and she agrees, but we must help the one who fell because she is weak in some human/beyond-human way. We begin to walk through the cave. As we walk I avoid my fear by dwelling on the feeling of some kind of bond between the three of us. A light appears. Now the feeling of anticipation and the fear slips away.

We exit the tunnel and the path hair-pins to the left. Around this turn, a swift incline to a flat place carved in the rock of the cliff in the cove. I see my sister and an old friend sitting next to each other in thrones carved from rock. I am relieved to find them happily smiling as I smile back at them. There is a feeling reminicent of home and now I know that the test was not a pass or fail test, but a process designed to place us where we needed to be or belonged to be. But it is just a resting place for a while. Others arrive, kindred spirits? We are all where we need to be and this thing that we are all a part of is not done with us yet. We are going to be all right.

 

[Sillyman]

I've dreamed of people before. I'm fairly sure I've dreamed of Alexandraaah and I think at one point I had an argument with Siren over something, but I'm not sure.

And I dreamt Basia kept posting "Die, Sillyman, Die" over and over again.

 

[Purple Haze]

During my first couple of months here, I'd have these wacky dreams and a bunch of Lit members were in them.

Of course this was before avatars and personal photos, so they were pretty pure figments of my imagination.

The dreams weren't as strange as the whole idea that I was even having them.

I woke up in a cold sweat many times.

 

[Daddyslilpet]

I haven't dreamed about any Literoticans specifically....mostly just about posting to the boards...In my dream I can't seem to post fast enough....much like real life...LOL

 

[morninggirl5]

The most recent dream i had about any literoticians involved two people that rarely post here and they were both mad at me. I dreamed that they had gotten married and moved to Ga and their child was a student in my class. It wasn't a nice meeting.

 

[Silverluna]

I think it was Zamdrist...he was shopping in a grocery store....I was like a ghost thingy cause i'd float behind him and tell him he needed to buy shampoo?....we were going down the shampoo isle!! I know it was him cause who else has flaming red hair? o.0

 

[sexy-girl]

were you dreaming about me ... stabbing me with a big knife cause i messed up on that thread ?

 

[Silverluna]

Darling...I would NEVER!!

were you dreaming about me ... stabbing me with a big knife cause i messed up on that thread ?

I am actually a pretty mild mannered Malkavian Princess...if anything I might just scare you...ya know make you think you had a fever blister on your pretty lips....*grins* and you can't get rid of it!!! Mwahahah!!!

 

[sexy-girl]

i was wondering what that mark on my lip was ... i hope it dosen't get worse

 

[Silverluna]

Tsk Tsk..

*playful wink* I'm sure its all in your head....