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I've blogged about having video game themed dreams before, but I
don't know that I have ever had as many in one night as I had last night. I don't
recall eating anything spicy later in the evening, which is a surefire way for
me to induce a wild night of subconscious visions. If anything, I think the
dreams were the work of a movie I watched earlier in the evening - Red Lights.
Margaret Matheson and her assistant study paranormal activity, which leads them
to investigate a world-renowned psychic who has resurfaced years after his
toughest critic mysteriously passed away.
The movie had a couple of big names you might recognize - Robert
De Niro and Sigourney Weaver. It was kind of a deep and thought provoking movie,
and in one scene Robert De Niro's character talks about dreams, and how we
often dream several times every night and we don't even know it. I'm not here
to talk about the movie though, only that I think it's what caused me to dream or
at least dream often and remember them.
The first dream is one that I'm sure many of you have probably had
before. You dream you wake up late for work or school. Well, last night or
early this morning I dreamed I stayed up way later than I normally do and woke
up late. Now, I'm fortunate enough to be in a position where I can pretty much
come and go as I please without checking in or out with anybody. I normally get
to work early...because that's what I do...I get there between 7:00 and 7:30. I don't
think my boss would really say anything if I rolled in at 8:00 or 8:30 but any
later than that and he would probably wonder where I was. Well, in my dream I
woke up at 10:00 AM. Nobody had called looking for me or to make sure I was
alive. I was so mad at myself for sleeping late and wondered how I would
explain it away. I couldn't exactly say I stayed up too late playing video
games. It's funny because the dream caused me to actually wake up and I was
laying there for a few minutes trying to drag my butt out of bed, when I
finally realized it was Sunday and I wasn't late for work. I breathed a sigh of
relief and went back to bed...just in time for the next dream to start.
The second one wasn't a dream as much as it was me remembering a
recent video game event. I mean, I was asleep, because as the scene played out
in my mind I was there watching it in person. I can't say too much because I
know there are many people who are playing the game and haven't finished it
yet. But the game was Halo 4 and the scene was perhaps the most memorable event
of the game - almost dreamlike itself. The vivid details and Master Chief
rendered in all of his majestic glory. The dream lasted as long as the scene
from the game and when it ended, the dream was over. But the dreaming wasn't.
The next dream was really kind of weird. It was set in the game of
Minecraft and I was like this omnipotent construction site foreman, capable of
floating around the map as I evaluated the progress of various construction
projects. I am tackling this rather lofty project of building a castle much
like you would find in the Lord of the Rings movies. It's nestled away in the
tops of some rather large and craggy mountain peaks with a river, some of it
man made and some of it formed naturally, that runs around it. A project of
this magnitude has a never ending list of tasks that must be accomplished. The guard
towers need excavated and fortified; the field of wheat needs tilled and
planted; tunnels connecting the various locations need dug out; a bridge
spanning two particular mountain peaks needs built; the river bed needs dredged
to make it deeper...and all of that is necessary before construction on the
actual castle can begin. So, in the dream I was floating around as if I were
assigning tasks to unseen workers or perhaps I was just taking mental notes
of what needed to be done. The dream seemed to go on forever before the sun set
behind the horizon and the creepers emerged from their hiding places...I entered my
personal quarters, climbed into my little red bed, content I could do no more
until the following day...
But the following day never came...just more dreams.
This was another short dream, much like the Halo one. As some of
you know I am in the early stages of job hunting and of course the thought of
working in the video game industry for a big name developer sounds dreamy,
right (see what I did there)? Well, that's exactly what happened in this dream.
If you know I'm job hunting, you also probably know that I am a huge Valve
fanboy and would love nothing more than to be Gabe Newell's personal assistant.
Well, that's kind of the nature of this dream. I don't know how Gabe discovered
me...maybe I was stalking him or hanging outside the gates to his mansion with a
cardboard sign that read "Will Work For Team Fortress 2 Hats"...all I know is he
sent me an email, said he was going to take a chance with me, and we'd figure
out a job for me after I got to the Valve headquarters and he showed me around.
Trust me, this was one of those dreams that you know is a dream while it's
happening. I didn't mind though...I enjoyed every minute of it.
This is where things started to get dark and nightmarish. I
recently started playing Telltale Games - The Walking Dead. I don't want to say
too much because I would like to blog about it more in the future...but let's just
say the primary focus of the game, besides surviving the zombie apocalypse,
seems to be the difficult choices you have to make that seem to be life and
death decisions - somebody will live and somebody will die. The result makes
for some very tense and stressful game play. In this particular dream, I was in
the Walking Dead...not the comic book or TV adaptation. It was definitely the
video game version. Some of the characters like Lee and Clementine were there (I've
never read the comics, so I don't know if they're in them) and I had to make
some fairly difficult decisions for the safety of the group and for my own
wellbeing. I am surprised how emotionally draining the game can be, and this
dream was no better. I got myself in a bad spot, and with my chances of
survival quickly running out of options, I woke up. And was glad I did. I'd
like to think I'm ready for the zombie apocalypse, but having lived through the
initial outbreak in a dream, I definitely have some edits to make to my zombie
survival plan (which has also inspired another potential blog idea).
Ah, the next one was funny, although it didn't seem like it at the
time. Have you ever had a dream where it seems so real while it is happening,
but when you wake up and think about it, it is absolutely ridiculous? Well,
that was this dream. I played Team Fortress 2 for quite a while last night, and
there were a couple of chaps who had me really fired up over their lame style
of game play. Well, in my dream...I was with a team of people on a real no
kidding version of 2Fort. We must've been playing something like paintball or were
using some other non-lethal form of weaponry, because we weren't dying or
really worried about shooting the other players. The opposing team was camping
our spawn and none of my teammates were able to push free. Well, I remember
telling a "heavy" armed with chain gun to spin that bad boy up because I was
about to throw some jarate on the opposing team.
Okay, all stop.
Most of you probably don't play Team Fortress 2, so you have no
idea what jarate is. Well, I'll tell you, or at least...show you.
Now, in my dream...this was serious business...only, when I threw the
jarate and it got several of the bad guys all wet, next thing I know is this
giant of a man walks over and he is mad as all get out. He has the jarate
dripping off of his face and I can tell he's getting ready to pummel me...I
proclaim my status as a peaceful and fun loving medic...which does little to
squash his ire. Just when things are about to get physical...the alarm sounds
that red just picked up blue's intel...and everybody scrambles to protect their
side's interests. Later on, when I woke up and recalled throwing a jar of pee
on the opposing team to gain a tactical advantage, I laughed at myself for ever
thinking it "felt" real. How does our mind trick us into thinking something so
ridiculous feels real? I'll never know...
The final dream of the night was part inspired from a movie and
from a game. Earlier in the day, or maybe it was the previous day...the family
and I watched the Expendables 2 (great movie by the way). One of the characters
is armed with a Barrett sniper rifle, and the movie is fairly accurate with
just how powerful the weapon truly is. Shortly thereafter I watched my son play
some Black Ops II. I don't know the name of the map, but there is a severely
damaged rocket in the center of it. The map
seemed pretty cool. He was totally dominating the round (was the top scorer for
his team for the five rounds I watched him play) and it was on this rocket map
where he pulled off an unbelievable across the map headshot...with his pistol. I
know, I know...that's why so many people hate Black Ops...but it wasn't like that.
This sniper was shooting at him and you could hear the rounds plinking next to
him. He was strafing left and right while firing the pistol. He would get a hit
marker here and there but the pesky sniper was determined to take him out.
Well, he emptied a magazine or two and had gotten probably three hit markers
and finally on the next hit, it flashed up that he got the kill...a headshot. In
my dream, I found myself in a similar predicament...same map...but I was running up
the dirt mounds around the rocket...getting shot at by this sniper. I didn't have
a pistol though. I had a Barrett. And I didn't need two magazines to take out
the sniper. I only needed one well-placed headshot. I ran around the map for a
little while longer, but it was almost like I was a character in the
Expendables 2. While all this was going on, I knew it was a dream and somewhere
in my subconscious state, I had this idea for a side scrolling first person
shooter...which doesn't sound plausible when you think about it...but it made sense
in my dream. I woke up to jot the idea down in my phone, and who knows...maybe
one day I'll blog about it so it will make more sense for you all.
It was then I noticed the alarm clock said 10:00 AM and for a
split second I thought I was late for work again, but then I remembered...I didn't
work today. Nothing like staying up playing video games, even if it does mean
you're going to have some crazy and bizarre dreams. Who knows, maybe when I
wake up tomorrow to start a new work week, I'll have an email from Gabe Newell
asking me if I want to come work for Valve. Until then, I guess I'll just keep
"Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering,
fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before." Edgar
Man, I've had too many game-related dreams to keep track of. Mine tend to be based on my characters in the Elder Scrolls series, although I have had a few Mass Effect ones.
I've had some interesting game related dreams. But never anything this vast and... varied. I don't know how you remembered all of these, but please, share what you're taking so we can experience this!
Very lucid Saint, I'm surprised at the clarity with which you could recall your dreams. Are you sure you didn't stumble into any wild mushrooms the previous day? lol
In fact I had a similar situation. I was going to bed listening to a Coast To Coast Am show and as I was beginning to fall asleep I was dreaming that I was in the world of Day Z and everything that was being said in the Coast to Coast AM show I was saying through the dream as if I was actually in the game of Day Z. I woke up when I realized i was talking about aliens and area 51. When I fell back to sleep I was back in the world of Day Z but having a normal day z conversation in the dream as I would if I was playing Day Z.
Stories like these make me wish I remembered my dreams. I've only remembered one that I've ever had, and even then I forgot it a week later or so. A night like this would be fairly entertaining.
I haven't remembered a dream in a long time. I always wake up and have a hazy recollection, but between the bedroom and the bathroom, it pretty much all fades away. I should really keep something by the side of my bed to write things down with.
I can certainly sympathize with the "waking up and feeling like you're late for work" feeling, though. I've woken up an hour past my usual time, thinking my alarm hadn't gone off, and then realized it was Saturday. Whoops!
I had three dreams that I can remember last night, and only one of them was slightly video game related. In the first dream I'm running through some woods and these three people are chasing me, they intend to kill me. At one point I do this roll-fall down a hill and grab an M1911 on my way down, I don't shoot yet though. I start to run through this door into a sort of closet/room that is in my house, not sure how it got in the woods. there is a hallway outside the door that the killers are entering, I empty my clip on them and hit all of them several times in vital areas, they didn't even flinch. Not exactly sure, but I think I somehow find out that my twin brother is controlling them and made them invincible. I close the door and try to keep them out, but the door starts to get broken down. I end up hiding behind some bedding with my brother looking for me, I'm pretty sure he was going to kill me if he found me, but my dream ended there.
In my second dream I am at this homeschool group thing I used to go to years ago. My friends are trying to sneakily drink this bottle of whiskey they found. I am sitting at a picnic table eating my lunch. It's a blueberry jam and peanut butter sandwich, it tastes like blueberry pie.
In my last dream, the somewhat video game related one, I am trying to by these three games that are on sale on Steam, about $12 for all of them. But then I realize that instead I should get this game that I've been somewhat interested in that is also on sale for about $12, Chivalry: Medieval Warfare. When I wake up I start towards my laptop to go buy it, but I quickly realize it was just a dream.
I have no doubt that the last dream I had was because the night before I bought three games on sale for about $12, the Half Life 2 episodes, and Left 4 Dead 2. And maybe I should get Chivalry: Medieval Warfare, since it really is on sale for $12.
Well done, quite interesting dream sequences indeed.
I hate being late in dreams. It always feels so real, but it never is.
yeah idt i have to many game related dreams tho ive had quite a few about being late or mostly falling:P
tho ive dreamed that i was playing video games and that one was kinda trippy
My most memorable game related dream was when I dreamed that I was Link, and for whatever reason Bowser was also there, but you never saw him, only an occasional text box with a laugh would show up. The best part was when I had to use the sling shot to make a bridge extend and then hundreds of Shy Guys ran across. I guess in a way it was the ultimate Mario and Legend of Zelda mash up game.
Oi what a night that must have been. I've had plenty of dreams, but the most memorable for me is the recurring dream I have of myself as Sora defeating Maleficent. That however gives me a great blog idea. Anyway this is really fun. It is really fun to get an insite as to how your brain works, Saint. However I'll tell you right now that I always wonder about those wierd dreams where you know you are dreaming do to the overwhelming trippiness of the scenery.
So last night I went to sleep after writing a news story about Ken Levine confirming that Bioshock: Infinite will not have multiplayer and it definitely informed a dream I had. I was in San Francisco but working at my old employer with special needs adults in a really fancy downtown office (which is completely unrealistic since it's a non-profit that wouldn't be able to afford a downtown office space). But then Nate Wells, the former Art Director from Irrational who now works for Naughty Dog, walked into my office and offered me a job working for ND. I thought this was very strange since I know how difficult their hiring practices can be, but I wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. So I said goodbye to everyone I worked with and left the office on my way to Santa Monica to my new work location. Then the dream ended. However, I've never had as many game-related dreams as you did that night... that sounds crazy. Good blog man!
What an awesome string of dreams, though if I had a dream about The Walking Dead, having played it I'd liken it more to a nightmare with just how dark and depressing the game could be with all it's life or death decision making and death around every corner.
The timing of this is funny. Just last Thursday, I had a dream about playing Dishonored. Then I woke up disappointed that I hadn't played it yet. Which led to me renting it over the weekend.
And that's the way it usually goes for me. Instead of dreaming about games I'm currently playing, I usually end up dreaming about what I want to play lol.
Craziness!!! I wish I dreamed like that. I don't dream so much as plan. My head thinks about practice and upcoming games. It would be nice to escape into a dream where any thing could happen.
My dreams usually are more creative than just from games. At times, I am conscious about my surroundings and that I know it's a dream. But when I don't, it is quite confusing since it feels real, even the pain too.
I do remember most of my dreams, though. And I do recall Jarate being involved and had a strong smell too that it was making me want to puke.
I'd share my journal of dreams that I keep under the bed, but I'm afraid it would take quite a lot...