Talk:Unconscious Collective
- "Having the UC in the terrarium grants three free rests"? Not today, it didn't.
--Wertperch 21:40, 24 January 2013 (CET)
- It has every day up until now, though I can't confirm/deny anything for you.
--Cannonfire40 22:33, 24 January 2013 (CET)
- Although the blue canary nightlight should ensure "your Unconscious Collective dream sweet dreams", equipping the blue canary nightlight seems not to make any difference in the 'quality' of the dreams. Still waking up e.g. shivering (like whith Snow Suit or plastic pumpkin bucket).
--FatCatPeter 16:46, 1 January 2013 (CET)
- Seems to grant three (possibly more?) Free Rests per day like Disco Nap and Disco Power Nap. Each time I got a UC Dream message when resting, it did not use an adventure or remove any turns from my buffs. This on a Accordian Thief just starting Class Act with no accessable skills.
--TiwazTyrsfist 18:36, 1 January 2013 (CET)
- So, 7 free rests per day that override (do not stack with) your other ones.
--Cannonfire40 04:44, 2 January 2013 (CET)
- Seven, non-stacking? That seems weird, and possibly exploitable. More likely, it adds 3 free rests (totaling up to 7 if you have all the free-rest skills) and gives a dream message whenever you use a free rest (even if the familiar didn't provide it). I don't have one, though, so I can't test this. --Guyy 07:41, 3 January 2013 (CET)
- That...makes a lot of sense. --Cannonfire40 08:38, 3 January 2013 (CET)
- In order to have dreams, it is only necessary to have the Unconscious Collective in the terrarium, it is not necessary to have the Unconscious Collective equipped.
--FatCatPeter 10:51, 3 January 2013 (CET)
- Just bought one, and then went back into another Zombie Slayer run, and was pleasantly surprised to see that my Collective, though dead (with it's little RIP headstone and all) still gives it's free rests. Not a big thing, but some extra HP never hurt. --Terion 05:32, 25 January 2013 (CET)
Dream Elements
I don't know what all this means and where it will lead to. Maybe it is important to know about the recurring elements and the dream structure.
--FatCatPeter 16:05, 3 January 2013 (CET)
and then you are
- in your <clothing>
- <location>
cigar
brass, plain, ragged, silver, wooden
clothing
- pajamas
- rented tuxedo
human skull
diamond, dusty, wicked-looking
location
- at the bottom of a rocky canyon
- deep underground
- in a dimly-lit cave
- in a featureless white room
- in a field of wildflowers
- in a hot air balloon
- in a long featureless hallway
- in a stone sarcophagus
- in an abandoned hotel lobby
- in an abandoned shopping mall
- in the middle of a trackless desert wasteland
- in your office
- miles above the earth
- near a comfortable-looking leather armchair
- near a small gurgling brook
- next to an abandoned wishing well
- on the peak of a snow-covered mountain
scythe
dusty, glass, plain
shouts
- "Can you hear?"
- "Did you finish your homework?"
- "Don't forget to wear a coat."
- "Don't open the door."
- "Don't take the <apple, coin, envelope, music box, telephone>."
- "Get bent!"
- "I'm sorry,"
- "I understand,"
- "Look both ways before crossing the street."
- "My dog has no nose."
- "<playername><!.?>"
- "Open the door."
- "Remember <me, my name>!"
- "Take the <book, cigar, dagger, human skull, screwdriver, subway token, sword>."
- "Thank you,"
- "The owls are not what they seem."
- "The seal is broken."
- "There is a man in a smiling bag."
- "There is only one <bottle, cigar, human skull, sword, telephone>."
- "There is no <coil of rope, screwdriver, snow-globe, telephone>."
- "They approach!"
- "They are all around you."
- "They are coming."
- "They will arrive soon."
- "They will follow."
- "This is your destiny."
- "Trust your senses."
- "What?"
- "What is going on?"
- "Where are you?"
- "Where did you go?"
- "Where is my <cigar, coil of rope, knife, scythe, snow-globe, spoon, telephone>?"
- "Who are you?"
- "Without chemicals, he points."
- "You betrayed me."
- "You know it to be true."
- "You must not forget."
somebody
- a little gray mouse
- a nine-tailed fox
- a shadowy gray-cloaked figure
- a shining white horse
- a smoke-gray wolf
- an elderly man with a long white beard
- Humphrey Bogart
- Santa Claus
- someone who looks exactly like you
- Telly Savalas
- the Guy Made of Bees
- your father
- your grandfather
- your mother
stuff happens
- a bright light pierces the gloom
- a flash of light blinds you
- a thick white fog obscures the scenery
- a warm breeze ruffles your hair
- an angelic choir begins to sing
- an unusually large moon shines above you
- everything around you dissolves into mist
- everything begins to smell like cinnamon
- Red curtains cover the walls, fluttering in a breeze you don't feel
- <somebody> approaches you, and seems to have something very important to tell you.
- something slithers by your foot
- <something> swirls around you
- black smoke
- eerie jazz music
- invisible laughter
- the world
- suddenly <[[#somebody|somebody> stands before you
- the place is familiar, like you've been here before
- the scent of <something> fills the air
- roses
- spring rain
- the smell of <something> fills the air
- baking bread
- blood
- the smell of iron fills your nostrils
- the wind howls through the trees
- the world shatters like a mirror
- twinkling lights surround you like fireflies
- you begin to fall into darkness
- you hear <something>
- crickets chirping in the distance
- tinkling windchimes somewhere nearby
- You look around, and find <somebody> sitting on a <something>.
- you smell a storm brewing
- you think you've been here before (perhaps in a dream?)
- you think you hear <somebody> shout "<[[#shouts|shouts>" from somewhere nearby, but you don't see anyone.
telephone
burning, rusty
You find yourself standing
- in your <clothing>
- <location>
You wake up
- , extremely puzzled.
- feeling confused.
- feeling unusually calm.
- in a cold sweat.
- screaming.
- shivering.
- shuddering.
- with kind of a headache.
Dream Structure
Begin
You find yourself standing <naked, or location, clothing>, <(second) location>.
End
And then, <stuff happens> and <something else happens.
Waking up
You wake up <see above>
Dream Messages
Here are some Dream Messages, to start off:
You find yourself standing in your office, in the middle of a trackless desert wasteland. You hear a harsh buzzing sound, and an unusually large moon shines above you. You think you hear the Guy Made of Bees shout "<playername>." from somewhere nearby, but you don't see anyone.
You find a plain scythe resting atop a burning plinth, and pick it up. It changes into a ragged spoon, and it's slippery, like oil or eels.
You hear crickets chirping in the distance as the world shatters like a mirror, and then you are in a rented tuxedo, at the bottom of a rocky canyon. The wind howls through the trees, and suddenly a shining white horse stands before you. "Look both ways before crossing the street."
"I understand," you say.
"You must not forget. They will follow. You must not forget. Remember me!"
And then, eerie jazz music swirls around you and a bright light pierces the gloom. You wake up, extremely puzzled.
You find yourself standing near a small gurgling brook, in a long featureless hallway. The wind howls through the trees, and everything begins to smell like cinnamon. Someone who looks exactly like you approaches you, and whispers something in your ear.
"They are coming. There is no telephone. <playername>? This is your destiny."
"What?" you reply.
"Where are you?"
You hear mocking laughter in the distance as a flash of light blinds you, and then you are in a field of wildflowers, near a comfortable-looking leather armchair. You can smell burning flesh, and suddenly a shadowy gray-cloaked figure stands before you. "Trust your senses."
"I understand," you say.
"Take the human skull. You betrayed me. <playername>!"
And then, a thick white fog obscures the scenery and an angelic choir begins to sing. You wake up feeling unusually calm.
You find yourself standing in a hot air balloon, at the bottom of the ocean. You hear crickets chirping in the distance, and the scenery twists and melts around you. Humphrey Bogart and a shining white horse stare at you expressionlessly.
"Can you hear? Don't take the envelope. Did you finish your homework?" they say, in unison, and hand you a brass dagger and a dusty scythe.
The smell of blood fills the air as the world shatters like a mirror, and then you are in your pajamas, on the peak of a snow-covered mountain. You feel like you're about to sneeze, and suddenly a nine-tailed fox stands before you. "Don't forget to wear a coat."
"I'm sorry," you say.
"They will follow. Without chemicals, he points. You betrayed me."
And then, you think you've been here before (perhaps in a dream?) and an angelic choir begins to sing. You wake up with kind of a headache.
You find yourself standing in your pajamas, in a deserted parking lot. Everything begins to smell like cinnamon, and carved stone faces gaze impassively at you everywhere you look. Santa Claus approaches you, and seems to have something very important to tell you.
"Did you finish your homework? Don't take the telephone. <playername>?"
"I'm sorry," you reply.
"Don't forget to wear a coat."
Red curtains cover the walls, fluttering in a breeze you don't feel as invisible laughter swirls around you, and then you are next to an abandoned wishing well, miles above the earth. You look around, and find the Guy Made of Bees sitting on a grand piano.
"Remember my name! <playername>. Open the door."
You think you've been here before (perhaps in a dream?), and then all you can see is a ghostly sheet of paper. You pick it up, and it glows with a warm orange light, and you hear crickets chirping in the distance.
And then, something slithers by your foot and the world swirls around you. You wake up feeling unusually calm.
You find yourself standing in a field of wildflowers, miles above the earth. Carved stone faces gaze impassively at you everywhere you look, and your teeth begin to fall out. Telly Savalas approaches you, and holds up a brass knife with deep sadness.
"There is only one telephone. <name>! The seal is broken."
"Get bent!" you reply.
"The owls are not what they seem."
The wind howls through the trees as an angelic choir begins to sing, and then you are in your pajamas, in an abandoned hotel lobby. Before you, in a scintillating pool of light beside a long-lost refrigerator, rests a dirt-covered locket. As you reach out to touch it, it's so hot it feels like your hands are on fire, and you hear dogs barking and someone shouting far away. You run away in a panic as you can feel someone watching you.
And then, twinkling lights surround you like fireflies and invisible laughter swirls around you. You wake up shuddering.
You find yourself standing next to a river of blood, at the bottom of the ocean. Thorny brambles cover the ground, and you hear mocking laughter in the distance. You think you hear an elderly man with a long white beard shout "Look both ways before crossing the street." from somewhere nearby, but you don't see anyone.
You find a burning telephone resting atop a strange plinth, and pick it up. It's so cold it burns your hands, and it vanishes suddenly.
A warm breeze ruffles your hair as a brilliant light obscures your vision, and then you are on a subway platform, in the ruins of a long-forgotten temple. You look around, and find Santa Claus sitting on a sailboat.
"Where is my snow-globe? Open the door. They are coming. My dog has no nose."
An eerie rumbling sound surrounds you, and then all you can see is a bright sword. You pick it up, and it seems familiar for some reason, and the smell of baking bread fills the air.
And then, you think you've been here before (perhaps in a dream?) and a bright light pierces the gloom. You wake up with kind of a headache.
--Cannonfire40 06:07, 1 January 2013 (CET)
You find yourself standing in a field of wildflowers, in a long featureless hallway. The place seems familiar, but you can't say why, and the wind howls through the trees. A woman in a shimmering white kimono approaches you, and seems to have something very important to tell you.
"Remember me! They will follow. Trust your senses."
"Thank you," you reply.
"You must not forget."
You hear mocking laughter in the distance as the world swirls around you, and then you are in a shimmering pool of water, at the bottom of a rocky canyon. The smell of blood fills the air, and suddenly your mother stands before you. "The owls are not what they seem."
"I know," you say.
"Take the subway token. <playername>! They will arrive soon."
And then, the place is familiar, like you've been here before and everything around you dissolves into mist. You wake up in a cold sweat.
You find yourself standing next to an abandoned tool shed, in an abandoned shopping mall. You hear mocking laughter in the distance, and you think you've been here before (perhaps in a dream?). A little gray mouse and your father stare at you expressionlessly.
"Look both ways before crossing the street. This is your destiny. Where are you? This is not a dream." they say, in unison, and hand you a glittering sheet of paper and a normal-seeming envelope.
You hear mocking laughter in the distance as a flash of light blinds you, and then you are in your office, at the bottom of the ocean. You smell a storm brewing, and suddenly a little gray mouse stands before you. "You must not forget."
"I'm sorry," you say.
"<playername>? Take the cigar."
And then, the scent of spring rain fills the air and a brilliant light obscures your vision. You wake up shivering.
You find yourself standing in a rented tuxedo, deep underground. You can feel someone watching you, and black smoke swirls around you. You think you hear someone who looks exactly like you shout "Where are you?" from somewhere nearby, but you don't see anyone.
You find a familiar-looking sheet of paper resting atop a strangely familiar plinth, and pick it up. It shakes and trembles, and you think maybe you lost it long ago.
Red curtains cover the walls, fluttering in a breeze you don't feel as an angelic choir begins to sing, and then you are naked, near a comfortable-looking leather armchair. You look around, and find your father sitting on a telephone.
"This is your destiny. You know it to be true."
Black smoke swirls around you, and then all you can see is a silver cigar. You pick it up, and it feels strange in your hands, and the scent of spring rain fills the air.
And then, an eerie rumbling sound surrounds you and you begin to fall into darkness. You wake up with kind of a headache.
You find yourself standing in a field of wildflowers, in a deserted city. A thick white fog obscures the scenery, and the scent of roses fills the air. You find a wicked-looking human skull near your foot, and pick it up. You hear the chiming of wicked-looking bells, and it glows with a cool blue light.
"Remember my name! There is a man in a smiling bag. There is only one cigar." says a voice in your ear, but you see no one.
An unusually large moon shines above you as a bright light pierces the gloom, and then you are in your pajamas, in the middle of a trackless desert wasteland. You look around, and find the Hermit sitting on a refrigerator.
"The owls are not what they seem. They will arrive soon. They are coming."
A shower of cherry blossoms fills the air, and then all you can see is a decaying snow-globe. You pick it up, and it feels unusually heavy, like lead, and you smell a storm brewing.
And then, the smell of baking bread fills the air and your vision begins to blur. You wake up shivering.
--FatCatPeter 16:46, 1 January 2013 (CET)
Moar messages:
You find yourself standing in a shimmering pool of water, at the bottom of a rocky canyon. Twinkling lights surround you like fireflies, and you smell a storm brewing. Your shadow approaches you, and holds up a ragged cigar with a mischievous grin.
"They will arrive soon. cannonfire40?"
"Where are you?" you reply.
"They are all around you."
Black smoke swirls around you as a bright light pierces the gloom, and then you are next to a river of blood, in a weed-choked cemetery. You look around, and find someone who looks exactly like you sitting on a bicycle.
"You know it to be true. cannonfire40. cannonfire40! You know it to be true."
You think you can hear someone crying far away, and then all you can see is a shining book. You pick it up, and it glows with a warm orange light, and red curtains cover the walls, fluttering in a breeze you don't feel.
And then, the scent of roses fills the air and invisible laughter swirls around you. You wake up, extremely puzzled.
You find yourself standing in your office, in an abandoned hotel lobby. Black tentacles burst out of the ground, and you hear dogs barking and someone shouting far away. King Ralph approaches you, and whispers something in your ear.
"Can you see? Where is my cigar? My dog has no nose."
"What's going on?" you reply.
"This is your destiny."
You hear mocking laughter in the distance as invisible laughter swirls around you, and then you are in a wicker basket, at the bottom of a rocky canyon. Before you, in a scintillating pool of light beside a long-lost mandolin, rests a wooden cigar. As you reach out to touch it, it feels strange in your hands, and a shower of cherry blossoms fills the air. You run away in a panic as you hear crickets chirping in the distance.
And then, the wind howls through the trees and everything around you dissolves into mist. You wake up feeling confused.
You find yourself standing in your office, in an abandoned hotel lobby. Your teeth begin to fall out, and everything begins to smell like cinnamon. You find a strange knife near your foot, and pick it up. It shakes and trembles, and your teeth begin to fall out.
"They are coming. They will follow. The owls are not what they seem." says a voice in your ear, but you see no one.
You hear crickets chirping in the distance as a flash of light blinds you, and then you are in a shimmering pool of water, in an abandoned shopping mall. You look around, and find a pale-eyed blonde woman in a black dress sitting on a motorcycle.
"They will follow. The owls are not what they seem. Remember!"
Thorny brambles cover the ground, and then all you can see is a ghostly screwdriver. You pick it up, and you think maybe you lost it long ago, and you hear crickets chirping in the distance.
And then, you hear mocking laughter in the distance and a bright light pierces the gloom. You wake up with kind of a headache.
You find yourself standing in an open grave, in a long featureless hallway. Carved stone faces gaze impassively at you everywhere you look, and thorny brambles cover the ground. You find a shining rag doll near your foot, and pick it up. You put it in your pocket, and you think you hear someone smiling.
"Where are you? cannonfire40! cannonfire40! This is your destiny." says a voice in your ear, but you see no one.
The place is familiar, like you've been here before as a bright light pierces the gloom, and then you are next to a river of blood, in a deserted parking lot. Before you, in a scintillating pool of light beside a long-lost pickup truck, rests a velvet spoon. As you reach out to touch it, it's slippery, like oil or eels, and you can feel someone watching you. You run away in a panic as something slithers by your foot.
And then, an unusually large moon shines above you and invisible laughter swirls around you. You wake up screaming.
As you doze, you sense Lucidity near you. It makes you have weird dreams. You find yourself standing in a shimmering pool of water, near a comfortable-looking leather armchair. You think you've been here before (perhaps in a dream?), and the place is familiar, like you've been here before. You find a wooden locket near your foot, and pick it up. It glows with a warm orange light, and it shakes and trembles.
"Can you see? Don't take the coin. Remember my name!" says a voice in your ear, but you see no one.
The smell of blood fills the air as invisible laughter swirls around you, and then you are in a shimmering pool of water, on the peak of a snow-covered mountain. The scent of spring rain fills the air, and suddenly a smoke-gray wolf stands before you. "Remember my name!"
"I understand," you say.
"They will arrive soon. Remember my name! Without chemicals, he points."
And then, you hear dogs barking and someone shouting far away and a brilliant light obscures your vision. You wake up shuddering.
You find yourself standing in your pajamas, near your childhood home. Something slithers by your foot, and you hear waves crashing against the shore nearby. The Naughty Sorceress and a nine-tailed fox stare at you expressionlessly.
"Where is my bottle? Remember!" they say, in unison, and hand you a gold music box and a strangely familiar bottle.
The smell of baking bread fills the air as darkness envelops you, and then you are next to an abandoned rocking horse, at the bottom of the ocean. You look around, and find a shining white horse sitting on a tool shed.
"There is no snow-globe. cannonfire40? Open the door. You betrayed me."
Black smoke swirls around you, and then all you can see is a dusty human skull. You pick it up, and it feels unusually heavy, like lead, and a cold wind howls through your bones.
And then, you can feel someone watching you and the world swirls around you. You wake up screaming.
You find yourself standing in a shimmering pool of water, in a featureless white room. You hear crickets chirping in the distance, and a cold wind howls through your bones. You find a ragged cigar near your foot, and pick it up. It feels strange in your hands, and it shimmers and changes colors.
"cannonfire40. My dog has no nose." says a voice in your ear, but you see no one.
You smell a storm brewing as everything begins to burn around you, and then you are near a small gurgling brook, in the ruins of a long-forgotten temple. Before you, in a scintillating pool of light beside a long-lost tool shed, rests a wooden amulet. As you reach out to touch it, it changes into a ghostly spoon, and the scent of roses fills the air. You run away in a panic as something slithers by your foot.
And then, black tentacles burst out of the ground and everything crumbles into dust. You wake up feeling unusually calm.
So, 7 free rests per day that override (do not stack with) your other ones. --Cannonfire40 04:44, 2 January 2013 (CET)
You find yourself standing in a dimly-lit cave, in the middle of a trackless desert wasteland. You think you can hear someone crying far away, and eerie jazz music swirls around you. Telly Savalas approaches you, and looks at you with deep sadness.
"Remember! Where did you go?"
"I know," you reply.
"This is not a dream."
The scent of spring rain fills the air as an angelic choir begins to sing, and then you are in a cardboard box, in a deserted city. Before you, in a scintillating pool of light beside a long-lost harpsichord, rests a brass cigar. As you reach out to touch it, it's slippery, like oil or eels, and the place is familiar, like you've been here before. You run away in a panic as a cold wind howls through your bones.
And then, a thick white fog obscures the scenery and the world swirls around you. You wake up feeling unusually calm. --FatCatPeter 11:40, 2 January 2013 (CET)
As you doze, you sense Lucidity near you. It makes you have weird dreams. You find yourself standing naked, in a featureless white room. You can smell burning flesh, and an unusually large moon shines above you. You think you hear Santa Claus shout "cannonfire40!" from somewhere nearby, but you don't see anyone.
You find a plain letter resting atop a gold plinth, and pick it up. It's so cold it burns your hands, and it feels unusually heavy, like lead.
The ground shakes beneath you as the world shatters like a mirror, and then you are in a shimmering pool of water, in a weed-choked cemetery. Before you, in a scintillating pool of light beside a long-lost rocking horse, rests a shining music box. As you reach out to touch it, it seems familiar for some reason, and rainbow-colored lights sparkle everywhere you look. You run away in a panic as whispering voices and hushed laughter surround you, though you see no one.
And then, the smell of blood fills the air and a brilliant light obscures your vision. You wake up, extremely puzzled.
As you doze, you sense Lucidity near you. It makes you have weird dreams. You find yourself standing on a subway platform, in a deserted city. The smell of baking bread fills the air, and carved stone faces gaze impassively at you everywhere you look. You find a brass screwdriver near your foot, and pick it up. It seems familiar for some reason, and it vanishes suddenly.
"cannonfire40? cannonfire40. Take the book." says a voice in your ear, but you see no one.
You hear tinkling windchimes somewhere nearby as your vision begins to blur, and then you are in your office, in a deserted city. There is an indistinct humming noise, and suddenly your grandfather stands before you. "Can you hear?"
"I know," you say.
"This is your destiny. Did you finish your homework?"
And then, a thick white fog obscures the scenery and a brilliant light obscures your vision. You wake up feeling unusually calm.
As you doze, you sense Lucidity near you. It makes you have weird dreams. You find yourself standing naked, in a weed-choked cemetery. You hear tinkling windchimes somewhere nearby, and the scent of spring rain fills the air. A little man in a red suit approaches you, and whispers something in your ear.
"They approach! Remember my name!"
"Who are you?" you reply.
"Did you finish your homework?"
You think you've been here before (perhaps in a dream?) as your vision begins to blur, and then you are on a subway platform, in a deserted city. Before you, in a scintillating pool of light beside a long-lost three-legged stool, rests a diamond human skull. As you reach out to touch it, it feels unusually heavy, like lead, and you can smell burning toast. You run away in a panic as you think you've been here before (perhaps in a dream?).
And then, your teeth begin to fall out and everything begins to burn around you. You wake up with kind of a headache.
As you doze, you sense Lucidity near you. It makes you have weird dreams. You find yourself standing in your pajamas, miles above the earth. Thorny brambles cover the ground, and the place is familiar, like you've been here before. The Guy Made of Bees approaches you, and whispers something in your ear.
"They will arrive soon. cannonfire40! This is your destiny. My dog has no nose."
"What?" you reply.
"Don't take the rag doll."
You hear tinkling windchimes somewhere nearby as a brilliant light obscures your vision, and then you are in a cardboard box, in a weed-choked cemetery. Twinkling lights surround you like fireflies, and suddenly a pale-eyed blonde woman in a black dress stands before you. "cannonfire40!"
"Get bent!" you say.
"Look both ways before crossing the street. There is a man in a smiling bag. Where are you?"
And then, you hear a harsh buzzing sound and an angelic choir begins to sing. You wake up in a cold sweat.
As you doze, you sense Lucidity near you. It makes you have weird dreams. You find yourself standing next to an abandoned tool shed, near a comfortable-looking leather armchair. Whispering voices and hushed laughter surround you, though you see no one, and you hear tinkling windchimes somewhere nearby. You think you hear a nine-tailed fox shout "You must not forget." from somewhere nearby, but you don't see anyone.
You find a glittering rag doll resting atop a wicked-looking plinth, and pick it up. There is an indistinct humming noise, and it shimmers and changes colors.
You hear mocking laughter in the distance as everything crumbles into dust, and then you are in a hot air balloon, in the ruins of a long-forgotten temple. You smell a storm brewing, and suddenly an elderly man with a long white beard stands before you. "cannonfire40."
"I don't understand," you say.
"Did you finish your homework? There is a man in a smiling bag. There is only one sheet of paper."
And then, you can smell burning toast and you begin to fall into darkness. You wake up, extremely puzzled.
As you doze, you sense Lucidity near you. It makes you have weird dreams. You find yourself standing next to an abandoned sailboat, near a comfortable-looking leather armchair. You hear a harsh buzzing sound, and you smell a storm brewing. You think you hear your grandfather shout "They are coming." from somewhere nearby, but you don't see anyone.
You find a familiar-seeming locket resting atop a glass plinth, and pick it up. It vanishes suddenly, and you throw it as far away from you as you can.
The scent of spring rain fills the air as you begin to fall into darkness, and then you are in a wicker basket, in a long featureless hallway. Before you, in a scintillating pool of light beside a long-lost grand piano, rests a plain cigar. As you reach out to touch it, you hear a sound like a wicked-looking gong being struck, and you think you've been here before (perhaps in a dream?). You run away in a panic as you smell a storm brewing.
And then, an unusually large moon shines above you and everything around you dissolves into mist. You wake up feeling confused.
As you doze, you sense Lucidity near you. It makes you have weird dreams. You find yourself standing in an open grave, near your childhood home. An unusually large moon shines above you, and there is an indistinct humming noise. A little gray mouse approaches you, and whispers something in your ear.
"They will arrive soon. Trust your senses. Where are you?"
"What?" you reply.
"They will follow."
The place seems familiar, but you can't say why as your vision begins to blur, and then you are in a dimly-lit cave, in a deserted parking lot. Rainbow-colored lights sparkle everywhere you look, and suddenly your father stands before you. "The owls are not what they seem."
"Thank you," you say.
"Where is my coil of rope? They approach!"
And then, thorny brambles cover the ground and a flash of light blinds you. You wake up, extremely puzzled.
--Cannonfire40 08:41, 3 January 2013 (CET)
You find yourself standing in a rented tuxedo, in a featureless white room. The scent of spring rain fills the air, and thorny brambles cover the ground. You think you hear a pale-eyed blonde woman in a black dress shout "Can you see?" from somewhere nearby, but you don't see anyone.
You find a shining letter resting atop a glass plinth, and pick it up. It changes into a brass cigar, and it glows with a cool blue light.
There is an indistinct humming noise as you begin to fall into darkness, and then you are on a subway platform, in a long featureless hallway. Before you, in a scintillating pool of light beside a long-lost refrigerator, rests a glass envelope. As you reach out to touch it, it feels unusually heavy, like lead, and the smell of blood fills the air. You run away in a panic as you think you've been here before (perhaps in a dream?).
And then, the scenery twists and melts around you and a flash of light blinds you. You wake up with kind of a headache.
You find yourself standing in a stone sarcophagus, in an abandoned hotel lobby. Your teeth begin to fall out, and something slithers by your foot. You think you hear a smoke-gray wolf shout "Open the door." from somewhere nearby, but you don't see anyone.
You find a ragged coin resting atop a glass plinth, and pick it up. It's lighter than you expected, and it shakes and trembles.
The place seems familiar, but you can't say why as a flash of light blinds you, and then you are in a dimly-lit cave, miles above the earth. You look around, and find a little gray mouse sitting on a harpsichord.
"<playername>. They are coming. <playername>."
You think you can hear someone crying far away, and then all you can see is a rusty telephone. You pick it up, and it shimmers and changes colors, and something slithers by your foot.
And then, you think you've been here before (perhaps in a dream?) and you begin to fall into darkness. You wake up with kind of a headache.
You find yourself standing in a field of wildflowers, in the middle of a trackless desert wasteland. Twinkling lights surround you like fireflies, and the smell of iron fills your nostrils. The Guy Made of Bees approaches you, and hands you a glass scythe.
"My dog has no nose. There is a man in a smiling bag."
"I'm sorry," you reply.
"Where is my spoon?"
The smell of iron fills your nostrils as everything around you dissolves into mist, and then you are in a rented tuxedo, in an abandoned shopping mall. Before you, in a scintillating pool of light beside a long-lost briefcase, rests a dirt-covered amulet. As you reach out to touch it, you think maybe you lost it long ago, and something slithers by your foot. You run away in a panic as the smell of blood fills the air.
And then, a warm breeze ruffles your hair and everything around you dissolves into mist. You wake up screaming.
--FatCatPeter 10:51, 3 January 2013 (CET)
Dream Message Effect
I think I never had any one of those normal special dreams that grant items since I got my Unconscious Collective. Is it possible that the Collective prevents them from happening at all (including item gain) and nobody mentioned that? I mean I would think it's worth mentioning. --Yatsufusa (talk) 10:00, 3 July 2014 (UTC)
- Free rests don't give dreams any more, ever. Since Collective dreams show up if and only if the rest is a free rest, it doesn't stop anything from happening. --KingBobson (talk) 11:33, 3 July 2014 (UTC)
