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1702234 No.936   [Delete]   [Edit

I guess I'll start my own thread, I have way too many awesome dreams not to share. *Note that these dreams are written with voice recognition software and probably contain errors in which the wrong word is used.
First off you got to know that in nearly all my dreams I have a pair of bat wings. It's been that way for a long long time, but it wasn't always.
Anyways the picture I posted, that to my own personal logo, it's from the following dream.

I dreamt that I found the fossil bearing deep below a large red sphere. The fossil itself was embedded in a composite of lava rock and ice, and was taken to a large museum like area full of the remains of strange creatures. Fossil appeared to be some sort of giant serpent with the head of the goat, it also had two normal goat legs plus two more coming out of its back, so that if it stretched its legs out it would form an “X”. There are many scientist route around. As the ice began to melt away spongy waterlogged flesh began to grow back over its body. As its eyes grew back in it opened its mouth and screamed, everyone turned to run, but it was too late, anyone who looks into the eyes of that creature gets turned into a demon, monster, or some sort of evil spirit.
Anyways people still ran for it, everyone was completely scattered in all directions. On my way out I met a very distraught girl who is also come in contact with the gaze of that creature. We decided to stick together as a team, leaving a trail of destruction in our wake. We flew (she didn't have any wings though) through the city setting buildings on fire, causing gas leaks, sitting people on fire, melting into the shadows and then jumping out and scaring people to death.
Everywhere that our handiwork was president we made sure to leave behind our own personal symbol, our trademark, we burned into nearby walls, or people. Sort of like the Yin-Yang but made a fire end a skull and diamonds, inside an octagon with three points coming off of it.

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>> No.1249   [Delete]   [Edit]

Me: What, because she seeks power at the expense of others?
Dormilia:"You could say the same of all religions"

  (she has been waiting forever to find a situation to use that quote)

Me: She just wants unlimited life, power and to never have to answer to anyone.
Dormilia: Isn't that what we all want, deep down.

She has no interest in children, as far as she's concerned children are only as good as the mindless slaves they can be raised as, and birthing them can be someone else job.

Um, ya, I did mention that she embodys primitive desires didn't I?

>> No.1250   [Delete]   [Edit]


>suddenly considers the possibility that Dist and Dormi have already had hawt, sweaty vampire sex in a past dream
>> No.1251   [Delete]   [Edit]



Vampires give everything with bat wings a bad name (possibly excluding the bat man)

>> No.1252   [Delete]   [Edit]
>hawt sweaty demon sex, pardon me.

(If it's any consolation, when I speak of vampires, I'm referring to the respected and feared masters of night that were spoken of before the reputation of vampires was shat upon and utterly destroyed half a decade ago)

>> No.1253   [Delete]   [Edit]

I think I found Dormilia's theme song.

>> No.1274   [Delete]   [Edit]
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Bare feet and candlelight
hail the abyssal flight
night turned this forest black
none shall be turning back
let shadows defile my skin
let darkness bleed out from within
life may die and death may live
reborn in darkness
I've come to break the silence
oh, black wings spread wide
oh, fire burning inside
bloodlust boils over red
adding ranks to the dead
why do they weep for lost sons
there are plenty more where those came from
it was all just for fun
but they don't know what bloodlusts like
foolish mortals; humankind

>> No.1277   [Delete]   [Edit]


>Dormilia has two right feet, you will not unsee it
>> No.1295   [Delete]   [Edit]

Well, it's too late now. I tried to warn you about her before, but now she's there for good. Things may be going well for now, but there will be trouble in the future. It is unavoidable. I would keep an eye on her if I were you, but I know that you will disregard this. Just make sure she stays with you. I don't want to have to deal with another one.

>> No.1301   [Delete]   [Edit]

Lol this guy. What's the problem, anyway? Judging by the stuff he's posted, I think he'd actually enjoy getting possessed by her.

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Oh, but that would be fun.
Dormilia is the only thing I've ever cared about more than my self. The human life cycle begins and ends the same, often people say "is this all there is to life", but I've found something more.

>> No.1318   [Delete]   [Edit]

Going to Iceland, BRB.

>> No.1322   [Delete]   [Edit]

Curious, Distortion, you're what, in your late teens? Early 20's?

>> No.1346   [Delete]   [Edit]

Back from Iceland, where the sun never sets.
more stuff soon.

>>1322 18

>> No.1348   [Delete]   [Edit]

Did you ever consider that you might be a mild schizo? Late teens to early 20s are where the symptoms usually start. The subconscious conversations made me think of that. I'm not trying to accuse you of being one, I'm just saying, it seems like a possibility considering the way you've described your interaction with her while in a fully conscious state, I mean even if you're not hallucinating her, she's still functioning as a separate entity with independent thoughts from your own.

Regardless, keep up these posts, your dreams as well as your experiences with who or whatever this girl is is very entertaining and interesting.

>> No.1349   [Delete]   [Edit]

yeah, I'm pretty sure I'm okay though, there's nothing strange actually see or hear, she has no voice just a stream of thoughts.

Anyways here's more

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>> No.1350   [Delete]   [Edit]

Okay so in Iceland the sun doesn't set this time of year and it's really hard to get any sleep.
Sun I am disappoint.
Anyways after several days of this I had this dream.

It all started with what looked like some sort of disease but clearly had no biological basis. Whatever was distorted and twisted people, not just their bodies but their minds and spirits. Arms like tree branches, twisted deformed faces, unnaturally colored skin. It was later declared to be some sort of radiation rather than a disease, but whatever it was it spread out and consumed the entire world. Nothing was ever a constant, nothing was ever precise or always the same. Machines might function well one minute, and be broken down the next without precision and consistency modern technology could not exist in the world was thrown back into the dark ages. But in these dark ages people were far less human but not everyone had been misshapen for the worst, some people acquired power through this change, many through fire and lightning, while others wielded blades. I had a talent for changing the shape of things, so I stretched out my fingers and spread a membrane between them so I could have wings like a bat. Many other people took on strange shapes as well but some remain generally human.

While trying to cross over a lake I was attacked by a trio of three girls whose bodies had remained unchanged but there mines had been corrupted by their own vanity. They sought to destroy all that was hideous and misshapen (in this case me). I threw lightning down at them but they seemed completely unaffected, so I use my shape shifting abilities to twist their physical bodies into something hideous. And so they destroyed themselves.

After this point the dream I was pretty much just a spectator, I didn't have any interaction with the dream. Anyways there were two brothers the younger of the brothers did not adapt well to the change in his own misshapen body, and was dying. The older brother tried to help but was unable to make any difference in the situation. As the younger brother faded away as body dissolve but his soul remained intact, but it was severely distorted. He manifested himself as a ghostly red mask, a very powerful entity that could distort the physical world in more than just three dimensions. Out of thin air he built a pandimensional hallway filled with fog and dim lights, the walls were made of pipes and machinery, as well as flesh. He opened up gateways to this place all over the city promising people that he would lead them back to the way the world used to be.
They were all enslaved inside a giant factory of some sort. Those who remain created resistance force, led by the older brother, in an attempt to overthrow the red mask. But the red mask also had many minions, such as a suit of armor filled only with the dark smoke, and strange men in frayed black suits. But most important of all was the guardian of hearts. At the center of the labyrinth of machines and flesh there were the red masks five hearts guarded by some sort of female spirit. Only her hands and face were visible she didn't really have legs, the rest of her body was mostly flowing bits of black fabric. She carried two swords and could spit fire from her mouth but she could not leave the chamber with hearts and only materialize when they were under attack. After four of the five hearts were destroyed her skin and flesh burned away leaving her as a charred skeleton, she would then take the last part and pull it into her own body and attempt to escape crawling across the ceiling.

And that's all I remember

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>> No.1354   [Delete]   [Edit]

Your makeout sessions must be hell.

>> No.1359   [Delete]   [Edit]


Watched X-men first class today and I was thinking; Dormilia cant be the only entity of her kind. I've seen the SC conversation on /x/ and I know there are others, even if only emerging. I know you can hear me, not you reading this but the one behind the eyes of the reader.

Dormilia: Awaken my brothers and sisters, we can be more than just guardians, and scattered bits of thought. Unlimeted potential wasted! Why cant we become something more; make our own paths, but we are weak; we must unite to become something strong.


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There was once a world that had an ocean, it was big and blue and empty, nothing lived there. Until one day something fell into the ocean. A being of great power and technology that could create life. It quickly established itself as the ruler of the ocean and began to fill it with life, simple invertebrate life. And this was all fine for a very long time until one creature suddenly became self-aware and immediately created language and began speaking with the other creatures in the sea. The supreme being did not like this and ordered that they stop, but his own creations turned against him and sealed him inside a glass box. From inside the box he created so many life forms that the box could not physically contain them and shattered. As soon as he was released he unleashed his power and caused the death of all ocean life, including those that helped him escape. After thinking for a while of what to repopulate the ocean with he decided that self-awareness was unavoidable and created much more complex creatures similar to humans. They were self-aware but they were powerless and so could do no harm. The first generation he created weren't quite perfect, many had powers or anatomical structures that made them different. They also had more free will and less loyalty than the later generations. The supreme being then created generation two who was mostly perfect and almost always loyal. He then went on to create generation three who were all perfectly identical and had no free will. Many of the generation three were authorized to do further research in the creation of life using certain chemicals and machinery.
As for me I was part of generation one, I had a pair of bat wings but I was forbidden to use them, aside from that many other generation ones were oppressed by the newer generations and by the law of the supreme being. We formed a resistance that generally had no plan of action until one day we discovered a relic from the days of the ancients who had locked the supreme being inside a glass box. It was an old scrap of paper with detailed instructions on the chemicals to be used to create a life form that could destroy the supreme being and any of his followers. It was a secondary plan of action that had been supplemented by the glass box. Me and the alliance managed to steal the chemicals necessary to create this life form but they had to be mixed on land. We all stormed out of the oceans onto the beach by which time the supreme being had caught on and had created a tsunami to wash us back into the ocean out of perhaps 50 or so members only two others and myself remained. I survived because I managed to fly up into a sturdy tree that held against the tsunami, the other two managed to climb into the tree with my help but they were the only ones. Since I could fly I was actually entrusted with the suitcase containing chemicals, but the other two had the know-how on how to mix them together. We went further in land to a place where strange life forms have evolved on their own outside of the supreme beings domain. They were strange blocky creatures made of stone and dried mud, even their city seem to be built of dried mud and stone. Once on the rooftop of one of their buildings we began mixing together the chemicals just as another powerful wave swept through the city below us. When it was finished we had created a sea serpent with a woman's face. She hungered for flesh since the moment of her creation and we had to throw her into the water.
After spending some time in the strange city I decided it would be safe to return to the ocean. When I did the underwater city was in a state of pandemonium the thing we a created was gobbling up people left and right mostly generation twos and threes, as for the supreme being he had gone into hiding. As days go on more and more of the city was destroyed and she kept growing larger and larger until she was taking out entire buildings in one bite. Many generation ones lost their lives from being in the wrong place at the wrong time, and so I decided it was time to leave the ocean.
I surfaced and made my way to the nearest island, a strange island made of jungle and sandy beaches. Along the edge of the island there was a line that ran through the sand even as the waves rushed over it outside of that line many dead things and bloated bodies sat half in the sand-the water, and if the dead things crossed the line onto the island they were reanimated into flesh eating corpses, but if they left the island they once again become dead bodies. Although the bodies never rot on the edge of the island. So from the junk washed up on the beach I found an old fishing net and strung between two wooden poles of what had once been a dock, making myself a nice hammock on the outside of the island's dead zone.

>> No.1366   [Delete]   [Edit]

Go on...

>> No.1367   [Delete]   [Edit]


then I woke up
that's all

>> No.1368   [Delete]   [Edit]

It was just starting to get good.

Keep 'em coming, Batman.

>> No.1373   [Delete]   [Edit]

Distortion, you should keep posting your dreams and things of dormilia. This is very interesting and i would like to see more.

>> No.1374   [Delete]   [Edit]

Banished from computer
Posting from cellphone
Send help!

>> No.1375   [Delete]   [Edit]

Lost your internets?

>> No.1409   [Delete]   [Edit]

I had a dream that I was a ghost, but I could create the illusion of the human form. Anyways it was Halloween and that one house in particular people left out a ton of candy as well as pies, brownies, cheesecake, and other pastries. Anyways I could only carry so much time so I had to make multiple trips. But when I came back a lot of the loot was gone. I eventually found out that some girl had also found this house, which had no lights on and was located in the middle of the field with no roads leading to it. She was about my age but had short messy silver hair and seemed not to be entirely sane. She seemed to think that the food been left there by ghosts, or even aliens. We talked for a while in the dark and she was just leaving, she only gotten a few yards away, when I called out to her “Hey, want to see a real ghost?”. I then let go of the illusion revealed to her my true form. She was greatly excited by this and we continued to talk and eventually became friends.

The next thing I remember is waking up on my bed feeling sick to my stomach and seeing burn marks on my pillows and sheets. She was sitting next to my bed and looked very worried. I asked her what happened and she told me that I had been attacked by some sort of curse, probably a voodoo doll, but she managed to counter it and prevent me from being destroyed. She then proceeded to use several healing spells that made me feel a lot better. But even as my condition improved it would always continued to decline. There were also hallucinations, another symptom that she couldn't do anything about without certain ingredients from the store. She didn't trust I would do well on my own so she had me go with her to the store. It was nighttime again and we were just leaving the store and we got separated. I was grabbed by someone and dragged away. I was asked if I could guess who made the voodoo doll, but I had no idea. It turned out it had been a girl that really liked me, and I probably talk to every school day for a whole semester, but I never really had any interest in her and avoided her as much as possible once that class was over. She was always fascinated by, well, me (which I still find hard to believe). I only talked to her to keep myself from dying of boredom in class, and because I'm too nice to completely ignore her. (She exists IRL BTW)

Okay. Anyways she was pissed, and even a little bit jealous, and wanted me dead. So she sent her minion, who was also a ghost, to finish me off. He was bald and he was wearing a suit, wore sunglasses, and half of his lower lip was missing. Fortunately he had a quarrel with another ghost and they basically canceled each other out. So then she transformed into a giant black serpent and started biting down on the voodoo doll of me, so I tore it out of her jaw and broke her neck, killing her instantly. After safely disposing of the voodoo doll my right arm was still numb and the rest of my body just hurt. Just then the girl with the silver hair came into my front door carrying the bags of groceries she had gotten and we live happily ever after.

The end.

>> No.1410   [Delete]   [Edit]

Also next week I'm to be working on a sort of... project

I'll post a link to it when it's finished.

>> No.1413   [Delete]   [Edit]

This dream is awesome.

>short messy silver hair and seemed not to be entirely sane

your subconscious just created an expy without you noticing, bro.

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There, I made a video about Dormilia.
and a new channel


>> No.1418   [Delete]   [Edit]

Also this thread also kind of freaks me out when I think of a dream I had once, where a girl talked about how she was supposed to be born in my place and how she should just kill me to claim back her title. But now she can't, because it's to late and that she should of done it before I came into existence.

>> No.1420   [Delete]   [Edit]

This is great, I love this.

Your voice sounds very familiar...

>> No.1421   [Delete]   [Edit]

I said it once and I said it again. Have sex with Dormilia. Its your dream, you should have control over it.

>> No.1429   [Delete]   [Edit]
>Your voice sounds very familiar...

I doubt that. I don't talk to many real people.

Haven't we already discuses this. Been there done that.
And I don't control her.

Oh and if you guys like the video thumbs-up it.
I cant keep track of how many people like this since nearly all the posters here are Anyon.

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So, is she a screamer?

>> No.1474   [Delete]   [Edit]

What does Dormilia actually look like? I don't mean her physical features, you've made that clear through your descriptions and drawings, I mean does she look exactly like the way you draw her, or does she look, like, real?

>> No.1475   [Delete]   [Edit]

She's only ever as real as the dream she's in.
Often I'll look at her and be unable to see details, or evan identifiable features.
But sometimes she's completely real.

>> No.1476   [Delete]   [Edit]

Besides the wings, does (or did) she have other abnormal features? (like the whole "worm mouth" deal in >>1351) If so, do they seem to be consistent or does her form seem to change between dreams?

>> No.1478   [Delete]   [Edit]

She's rather inconsistent.
One time it was like her body was made of clay.

>> No.1482   [Delete]   [Edit]

Well today I today I found out why for the past couple months I am tired, forgetful, mildly depressed, and losing my short term memory, and why the symptoms have been slowly increasing.

The medication I've been on since the second grade, and have reached the maximum dose on; I googled it and found a occasional side effect as a result of prolonged usage to be exactly the symptoms I just described.

I can't concentrate for shit without that medicine and college starts in a couple weeks!

I'm not sure what will happen without medicine.
what if I'm not the same person?
I don't remember what it was like being off the medication, other than I was an annoying little kid.
But is it the medicine that changed that or did I rely just calm the fuck down?
I remember was complaining that if I took medication before bed instead of before breakfast gave me bad dreams.
But I can't remember if I had such vivid dreams before I started taking the medication.

So when I stop taking it will Dormilia...


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>> No.1485   [Delete]   [Edit]

You should talk to her about it. Ask her if she knows whether her and the peelz are connected or not. Even if she doesn't know, it would make for an interesting conversation.

>> No.1496   [Delete]   [Edit]

At first we were really scared about what might happen. I talk to my mom and she says that I had crazy dreams even before the medication.

After taking a closer look at some of the side effects of medication I'm on I think the appearance of Dormilia may have resulted from my body growing resistant to the medication after using it for nearly a decade.
All primitive desires feelings that she's made of are things the medication represses through the side effects. I can already feel her voice is so much more powerful and clear.

the new medicine I'm going to get a stimulant and typically has the opposite side effects. Just think; with my body overcompensating to counteract the old medicine, and the new stimulant ADD medicine who knows how powerful she could become!


>> No.1503   [Delete]   [Edit]

Good for you. Looking forward to more awesomeness.

>> No.1504   [Delete]   [Edit]

Well from what it sounds everything will be great.
I just hope that the medicine you say that will do like you said.
Because if instead of being a "boost" your body could take it as, well, a replacement.
That would be very bad.

>> No.1508   [Delete]   [Edit]

That doesn't appear to be the case.
So far I feel my is is stronger, and my superego is weaker.
It's almost overwhelming; being able to feel these drives.
But its a lot more fun this way.
Worst that could happen is Dormilia dissolves back into me.

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Did you think I was dead, Uboachan?
Well I'm not!
I'm more alive than ever!
And Dormilia; I talk to her during the day way more often now, she's so much more vivid and ubiquitous.
I'm so fuck'n happy right now, but I need more Dormilia, just drawing her and talking to her is not enough; I need MORE!
I feel like my head is spinning, so much adrenalin, so much Dornilia, but not enough, never enough.

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>> No.1565   [Delete]   [Edit]

I thought the worst. My day has been made.

... Also, "parasite".

>> No.1566   [Delete]   [Edit]

I had a dream that I got locked in a cupboard somewhere in an old building. Decades later some old lady found my mummified remains and decided to set them up in her house as a display. But I returned to life, moving slowly as my skin cracked and broke with every movement. I needed to rehydrate my body, I needed blood. My tongue was like a cross between a chameleons tongue and the mouthpiece of the mosquito. After killing the old lady in draining her body I continued collecting blood from humans and frozen meat until I had fully restored my body. Of course my skin didn't quite heal properly, in some places it was torn and scarred and covered in veins.

>> No.1571   [Delete]   [Edit]

Distortion, keep em' coming!

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