Have you ever had a dream that was so lifelike, and so perfect that you never wanted it to end and felt disappointed and even maybe heartbroken when it ended? Well, I've had about 5 of these dreams.
5. The Buffy Comic dream
Date: about a year ago
Cause: watching Buffy an hour beforehand
I was browsing around this store that looked kinda blank, suspiciously like the 2-dollar store close to where I live.
I was browsing the bottom shelf when suddenly I came across a stack of Buffy Season 8 comics at a discounted price. I was just about to pay... when I woke up.
4. The Paramore Store dream
Date: about a year ago
Cause: listening to Paramore?
I was at the local mall where I suddenly came across this store (called Business of Misery or some shit like that) completely dedicated to Paramore. T-shirts, posters, autographs, etc. And then I woke up.
3. The Dr. Exploder dream
Date: about 2 months ago
Cause: Reading this Billie/Gerard fic (don't judge lol) set in Killjoyverse, and putting Dr. Brennan's name in the Killjoy generator.
Story: I wasn't actually in the dream, just like an outsider watching a movie, I guess.
The dream started with Dr. Brennan walking across the desert, her lab coat ripped and a stolen revolver in her hands. Suddenly, several Dracs attack her. Brennan incapacitated a few, but then a Draculoid kicked the gun out of her hands.
That's when the Killjoys arrived, Kobra Kid and Jet Star kicking their asses while Fun Ghoul and Party Poison helped Brennan to her feet. Brennan opened her mouth, seemingly to thank the two, but then started off with one of her scientific rants. "It's scientifically impossible to have a bulletproof heart..." etc, etc. Fun Ghoul snorts while Party Poison had this "STFU" look on his face.
Then I woke up.
2. The Bones/MCR dream
Date: last night
Cause: unknown?
This dream starts off with me (as an intern, supposedly *fangirl squee*), Brennan, Booth, Hodgins, and surprisingly, my dad (he was kind of blurry though, I think he was like writer of the episode or something. He always predicts the killer right in every Bones ep. It's wicked crazy.) investigating a skeleton that was found under an abandoned truck in the middle of surburbia.
Hodgins was commenting on how no one noticed the corpse while Brennan and I worked on identification (male, 20-ish). For some reason the remains weren't transported back to the Jeffersonian, and there was a hospital/school right next to the truck. When I asked my dad about this, he just mumbled something about loose ends.
Apparently there is one main suspect: the victim's fiance's ex. The ex tried to steal the body, but Booth caught him in time and he was put in the interrogation rooms. Then the victim's friend, whom Brennan and Booth questioned first, showed up at the crime scene. Brennan and Booth had their backs turned. I was staring at the friend, who was sneaking up to the corpse. I was about to ask him what he was doing when suddenly he set fire to the corpse and ran away. I rushed to the corpse and yelled out at Brennan and Booth. They didn't seem to hear me. I tried beating the flames out with my bare hands (kids, don't try this at home) when my dad re-appeared and snapped his fingers. Brennan and Booth came rushing towards me and put out the fire.
The remains were okay, but I had to go to the hospital to get my hands fixed (they were covered in burns). Dad walked next to me to check me in to the hospital. As we walked, I asked him who the real killer was. He shrugged. I said my guess was the friend. He said what about the ex. I said the ex was too obvious. He said so was the friend. That's when he walked away, leaving me at a white door. I opened the door.
It was a classroom... well, not a classroom, one of those lecture halls with the movie theatre seats and the mini tables. All the seats were full except one. I sat in the empty seat. Suddenly the girl sitting next to me started singing Na Na Na. Everyone in the hall sang with her. I sang along, slightly confused. Then the teacher walked in and said, "Hello, welcome to My Chemical Romance 101."
And that was when I woke up, leaving a crucial homicide case closed and a perfect class that should be put in the curriculum IMMEDIATELY.
1. The Green Day concert dream
Date: about two months ago
Cause: listening to Green Day
I was walking home from school (I was in casual clothes, so I assumed I had a mufti day). I decided to take a detour, walking through the local park. I was about to call my dad to let him know I'd be home a little bit late, when suddenly I heard the opening chords of a very familiar song, and a very familiar voice shouting in a microphone, "*insert where I live here*! Are you ready to fucking rock?"
There he was.
There they were.
My idols.
My favorite band. My self-actualization band.
Green Day. Right in front of me. With Billie Joe Armstrong looking directly at me. "It's looks as if we have a few latecomers," he joked. "Come on girl, get your ass down here!"
I obeyed, quickly rushing down and sitting next to one of classmates who was coincedentally here (well, she likes Green Day too, but we aren't really friends. Too fob-y for my taste). Homecoming started playing.
I was singing along to it when my phone buzzed. I walked a few ways away from the concert and answered my phone. My dad yelled at me through the phone. Woops.
Then I woke up.
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So there you have it, my top 5 most awesomest dreams on screen for the world to see. I wish each and every one of those dreams were real. Except for maybe the Bones homicide one, I don't really want my hands to be burnt.
5. The Buffy Comic dream
Date: about a year ago
Cause: watching Buffy an hour beforehand
I was browsing around this store that looked kinda blank, suspiciously like the 2-dollar store close to where I live.
I was browsing the bottom shelf when suddenly I came across a stack of Buffy Season 8 comics at a discounted price. I was just about to pay... when I woke up.
4. The Paramore Store dream
Date: about a year ago
Cause: listening to Paramore?
I was at the local mall where I suddenly came across this store (called Business of Misery or some shit like that) completely dedicated to Paramore. T-shirts, posters, autographs, etc. And then I woke up.
3. The Dr. Exploder dream
Date: about 2 months ago
Cause: Reading this Billie/Gerard fic (don't judge lol) set in Killjoyverse, and putting Dr. Brennan's name in the Killjoy generator.
Story: I wasn't actually in the dream, just like an outsider watching a movie, I guess.
The dream started with Dr. Brennan walking across the desert, her lab coat ripped and a stolen revolver in her hands. Suddenly, several Dracs attack her. Brennan incapacitated a few, but then a Draculoid kicked the gun out of her hands.
That's when the Killjoys arrived, Kobra Kid and Jet Star kicking their asses while Fun Ghoul and Party Poison helped Brennan to her feet. Brennan opened her mouth, seemingly to thank the two, but then started off with one of her scientific rants. "It's scientifically impossible to have a bulletproof heart..." etc, etc. Fun Ghoul snorts while Party Poison had this "STFU" look on his face.
Then I woke up.
2. The Bones/MCR dream
Date: last night
Cause: unknown?
This dream starts off with me (as an intern, supposedly *fangirl squee*), Brennan, Booth, Hodgins, and surprisingly, my dad (he was kind of blurry though, I think he was like writer of the episode or something. He always predicts the killer right in every Bones ep. It's wicked crazy.) investigating a skeleton that was found under an abandoned truck in the middle of surburbia.
Hodgins was commenting on how no one noticed the corpse while Brennan and I worked on identification (male, 20-ish). For some reason the remains weren't transported back to the Jeffersonian, and there was a hospital/school right next to the truck. When I asked my dad about this, he just mumbled something about loose ends.
Apparently there is one main suspect: the victim's fiance's ex. The ex tried to steal the body, but Booth caught him in time and he was put in the interrogation rooms. Then the victim's friend, whom Brennan and Booth questioned first, showed up at the crime scene. Brennan and Booth had their backs turned. I was staring at the friend, who was sneaking up to the corpse. I was about to ask him what he was doing when suddenly he set fire to the corpse and ran away. I rushed to the corpse and yelled out at Brennan and Booth. They didn't seem to hear me. I tried beating the flames out with my bare hands (kids, don't try this at home) when my dad re-appeared and snapped his fingers. Brennan and Booth came rushing towards me and put out the fire.
The remains were okay, but I had to go to the hospital to get my hands fixed (they were covered in burns). Dad walked next to me to check me in to the hospital. As we walked, I asked him who the real killer was. He shrugged. I said my guess was the friend. He said what about the ex. I said the ex was too obvious. He said so was the friend. That's when he walked away, leaving me at a white door. I opened the door.
It was a classroom... well, not a classroom, one of those lecture halls with the movie theatre seats and the mini tables. All the seats were full except one. I sat in the empty seat. Suddenly the girl sitting next to me started singing Na Na Na. Everyone in the hall sang with her. I sang along, slightly confused. Then the teacher walked in and said, "Hello, welcome to My Chemical Romance 101."
And that was when I woke up, leaving a crucial homicide case closed and a perfect class that should be put in the curriculum IMMEDIATELY.
1. The Green Day concert dream
Date: about two months ago
Cause: listening to Green Day
I was walking home from school (I was in casual clothes, so I assumed I had a mufti day). I decided to take a detour, walking through the local park. I was about to call my dad to let him know I'd be home a little bit late, when suddenly I heard the opening chords of a very familiar song, and a very familiar voice shouting in a microphone, "*insert where I live here*! Are you ready to fucking rock?"
There he was.
There they were.
My idols.
My favorite band. My self-actualization band.
Green Day. Right in front of me. With Billie Joe Armstrong looking directly at me. "It's looks as if we have a few latecomers," he joked. "Come on girl, get your ass down here!"
I obeyed, quickly rushing down and sitting next to one of classmates who was coincedentally here (well, she likes Green Day too, but we aren't really friends. Too fob-y for my taste). Homecoming started playing.
I was singing along to it when my phone buzzed. I walked a few ways away from the concert and answered my phone. My dad yelled at me through the phone. Woops.
Then I woke up.
...
So there you have it, my top 5 most awesomest dreams on screen for the world to see. I wish each and every one of those dreams were real. Except for maybe the Bones homicide one, I don't really want my hands to be burnt.