Had a REALLY weird dream last night; covered ALL the bases
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Jorah
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Last one I can remember
I found a spot of rust on the frame of my Kimber.
Thing is made of aluminum... shows what good dreams can be...
When I first started carrying, I had dreams where I needed to defend myself, and the trigger was jammed, the bullets floated out and had no effect on the bad guy, etc.
-J.
I found a spot of rust on the frame of my Kimber.
Thing is made of aluminum... shows what good dreams can be...
When I first started carrying, I had dreams where I needed to defend myself, and the trigger was jammed, the bullets floated out and had no effect on the bad guy, etc.
-J.
Schuey2002
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I keep having this dream where I'm wondering around the HK Sterling facility fondling all the toys. I always end up in the "Grey Room" trying to pack off with as much stuff as I can carry. The dream always ends with me at the front door,loaded down with 'goodies', then just as I step out the front door, I wake up.
One of these days,I'm going to make it out of there ....
One of these days,I'm going to make it out of there ....
rock jock
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The trigger won't work, the gun falls apart, or the bullet travels about ten feet and falls to the ground.
stans
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It's always me against several unseen adversaries. Never have any ammunition, so I begin making sound effects like kids playing cops and robbers. Boy am I tired of these dreams, I need a nap!
Horny Toad
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I dream of moving to the United States someday and being able to carry.
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Betty
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Merged both of the dream threads together....
2Ais4U
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Hmmm.
well here is mine. about a year ago i wag mugged and stabbed in the liver in downtown Huntington, West Virginia, it was pretty bad, after the guy stabbed me it hit the ground and went out. I came two a little bit later (I'm not sure how long I was out) and started crawling back to my sisters apartment, it seemed to take for ever but i finally collapsed on the steps to her building. when I regained consciousness i was being picked up by her land lord (HUGE biker type guy, also gay but he saved my life so he is fine by me) he packed me upstairs to my sisters apartment and called an ambulance, I lost consciousness again. NOTE: THIS IS WHERE THE DREAM STARTS. I dreamed that i was riding a dinosaur (a raptor in full battle gear) in some sort of militia, i wasnt sure what we were doing. the dinosaur stopped and handed me an ak-47, and told me to kill em all. Right after getting the Kalashnikov tons of aliens (like from the movie ALIENS) started pouring out of the wood work
so i opened fire but I couldn't seem to hit any of them, and the out of nowhere one knocked me off the raptor. thats all i got before waking up with and EXTREMELY HORRIBLE burning in my chest. The burning pain was a defibrillator. I figure this dream was due to reduced brain function due blood loss. My heart had stopped at one point, after I told my brother about the dream he commented that if i had made it to the after life for a short period of time he wasn't quite sure it it was heaven or hell . many more super retarded dreams followed in the accompanying days in the hospital. the later dreams were due to mass quantities of pain killers I'm sure.
well here is mine. about a year ago i wag mugged and stabbed in the liver in downtown Huntington, West Virginia, it was pretty bad, after the guy stabbed me it hit the ground and went out. I came two a little bit later (I'm not sure how long I was out) and started crawling back to my sisters apartment, it seemed to take for ever but i finally collapsed on the steps to her building. when I regained consciousness i was being picked up by her land lord (HUGE biker type guy, also gay but he saved my life so he is fine by me) he packed me upstairs to my sisters apartment and called an ambulance, I lost consciousness again. NOTE: THIS IS WHERE THE DREAM STARTS. I dreamed that i was riding a dinosaur (a raptor in full battle gear) in some sort of militia, i wasnt sure what we were doing. the dinosaur stopped and handed me an ak-47, and told me to kill em all. Right after getting the Kalashnikov tons of aliens (like from the movie ALIENS) started pouring out of the wood work
so i opened fire but I couldn't seem to hit any of them, and the out of nowhere one knocked me off the raptor. thats all i got before waking up with and EXTREMELY HORRIBLE burning in my chest. The burning pain was a defibrillator. I figure this dream was due to reduced brain function due blood loss. My heart had stopped at one point, after I told my brother about the dream he commented that if i had made it to the after life for a short period of time he wasn't quite sure it it was heaven or hell . many more super retarded dreams followed in the accompanying days in the hospital. the later dreams were due to mass quantities of pain killers I'm sure.
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bogie
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Dreams...
The flu is a gnarsty one this year... I had one about the terrorists successfully shutting down major transportation, and the major cities flooding out into the countryside, leaving devastation behind. And I didn't have enough ammunition.
To get the import you have to understand that I could probably equip a decent sized infantry squad or two... And they'd bitch about all the extra heavy boxes...
The flu is a gnarsty one this year... I had one about the terrorists successfully shutting down major transportation, and the major cities flooding out into the countryside, leaving devastation behind. And I didn't have enough ammunition.
To get the import you have to understand that I could probably equip a decent sized infantry squad or two... And they'd bitch about all the extra heavy boxes...
Autolycus
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I love the Necromancer explanation. I dont think it was done out of malice myself...
Dionysusigma
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That must've been Heaven! Raptors, aliens, and Kalashnikovs? Proof, solid proof, that Valhalla is alive and well, and not behind the times!2Ais4U: Well, here is mine. About a year ago, I was mugged and stabbed in the liver in downtown Huntington, West Virginia. It was pretty bad; after the guy stabbed me, I hit the ground and went out. I came to a little bit later (I'm not sure how long I was out) and started crawling back to my sister's apartment. It seemed to take forever but I finally collapsed on the steps to her building. When I regained consciousness, I was being picked up by her land ord (HUGE biker-type guy; also gay, but he saved my life, so he is fine by me). He packed me upstairs to my sister's apartment and called an ambulance, and I lost consciousness again.
NOTE: THIS IS WHERE THE DREAM STARTS.
I dreamed that I was riding a dinosaur (a raptor in full battle gear) in some sort of militia--I wasn't sure what we were doing. The dinosaur stopped and handed me an AK-47, and told me to "kill 'em all." Right after getting the Kalashnikov, tons of aliens (like from the movie ALIENS) started pouring out of the woodwork, so I opened fire; but I couldn't seem to hit any of them. And then, out of nowhere, one knocked me off the raptor. That's all I got before waking up with an EXTREMELY HORRIBLE burning in my chest. The burning pain was a defibrillator. I figure this dream was attributed to reduced brain function due to blood loss... after I told my brother about the dream, he commented that if I had made it to the after life for a short period of time, he wasn't quite sure it it was Heaven or Hell.
oldfart
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My sister had open-heart surgery several years ago and reported some strange dreams afterward. I had my chance a couple of weeks ago and almost immediately began having some really "different" dreams.
The most memorable one involved some sort of unexplained disaster and the reaction of the local sheriff (who looked remarkably like Dr. Phil.) In the dream I caught him ordering his deputies to confiscate all privately-owned guns.
I put two .357 Mag slugs into his heart, something I would normally avoid doing.
Since that one I've been in several other shoot-outs with less memorable outcomes. Still, I have to wonder if I harbor some latent dislike for gun-grabbers. and whether it's a good thing or a bad thing.
The most memorable one involved some sort of unexplained disaster and the reaction of the local sheriff (who looked remarkably like Dr. Phil.) In the dream I caught him ordering his deputies to confiscate all privately-owned guns.
I put two .357 Mag slugs into his heart, something I would normally avoid doing.
Since that one I've been in several other shoot-outs with less memorable outcomes. Still, I have to wonder if I harbor some latent dislike for gun-grabbers. and whether it's a good thing or a bad thing.
Roswell 1847
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A friend told me of an odd and very vivid dream he had. In it we were in a post apoctalypic scenario and had stopped our van at the remains of a burned out church near here that had collapsed in on itself leaving a huge smoldering pit.
Around the pit were human bones and skulls. He picked up a skull and showed me a square hole in it. I told him, they punch holes in the skull with a special pick axe to suck out the brains.
At that point I showed him a log roller I'd found lying beside the road several days before, its shaped something like an axe with a narrow square cross section curved pick instead of a blade. That freaked him out.
But what was really freaky was a couple of days later when we drove by the church I mentioned and it had burned down during the night leaving exactly the sort of pit he'd seen in his dream.
Luckily no cannibal mutants showed up.
Around the pit were human bones and skulls. He picked up a skull and showed me a square hole in it. I told him, they punch holes in the skull with a special pick axe to suck out the brains.
At that point I showed him a log roller I'd found lying beside the road several days before, its shaped something like an axe with a narrow square cross section curved pick instead of a blade. That freaked him out.
But what was really freaky was a couple of days later when we drove by the church I mentioned and it had burned down during the night leaving exactly the sort of pit he'd seen in his dream.
Luckily no cannibal mutants showed up.
cambeul41
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The only time I have had a gun function properly during a dream was once when I was defending my group against a bear attack. More typically, I can't make the gun shoot human attackers, so I go berserk -- either using the gun as a striking or thrusting weapon or using a knife. I get unbelievably vicious.
Deanimator
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When I was a kid, whenever I'd need to use a gun in a dream, it'd fall apart or something when I pulled the trigger.
More recently, I've been successfully defending myself with guns in dreams.
More recently, I've been successfully defending myself with guns in dreams.
Cmdr. Gravez0r
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Same here.
One of my worst ones is where there's some kind of SHTF situation. Go to pull out the SKS and ammo, only to discover there IS no ammo. VERY bad. That dream was followed by a trip to the Goody Store!!
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