/lounge/ - Lounge

>>72971
They've watched Varg's video and know cats are an African invasion species that goes around killing native European fauna.

>>72972
Varg is literally retarded. Even his stupid viking sagas he fawns over talk about cats.

>>72974
The lynx doesn't count!

>>72975
It's literally a cat. They can even breed true with domestic cats.

Holy shit they added two of the flags I requested. Th-thanks

>>72972
Cats are based. Lots of fauna NEEDS to DIE. I have three cats specifically for killing wildlife

>>72978
cats are basically little conquistadors killing savage natives which is based as fuark

>>72974
varg also thinks everyone with brown eyes is a nigger and everyone with blue eyes is white

>>72971
that was the demon that feeds on your dreams, do this ritual to banish him

http://www.thelemapedia.org/index.php/Lesser_Ritual_of_the_Pentagram

>>72978
Extremely based. Fuck birds and bird lovers.

>>72979
>do this ritual to banish him

>>72972
they were but wee ones. tiny balls of fur and hope

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>>72985
You have doomed EVROPA!

>>72988
pipedream andy, europa is never going to be a thing that exists outside of your fragile little head

Had a wet dream last night, went like this
>is it in? my ass is so loose
>I just made it past the crust hair barrier and I’m entering the crust hole, feels like I’m poking a breaded chicken cutlet with my dick
>break that fucking crust hymen
>im through, its in, crunchy on the outside soft on the inside
>oh your dick in my ass is making me need to shit
>shit on my dick…
>im shitting *BRAAAAAAAAAALPH*
>fuck shit right into my urethra…
>I did blast the shit-dick spaghetti down my throat!
>im shit-cumming! *long strand of shit from his dick laces his lips*
>the brown stache… i needed this
>im gonna shit, I’m shitting out my ass and dick at the same time
>*squeeeeBRAAAAAALLLPPHH*

hypnospace outlaw gave me one very long nightmare last night. i was still playing the game, but i had to search through derelict buildings in the dark to find computers to access my open case files.

>>77559
nice try

last night i had a dream that was like rapunzel, but instead of a fair maiden lowering her flowing golden hair for me to climb up, it was a big nigger and i ascended via his bbc

>>82592
Kek

>>82592
First time a post made me audibly laugh this hard in a long time. lmaoing @ avid's life rn

>>82598
my life is great

>>82600 (checked)
BROKE ASS NIGGA BE LYIN

>>82607
true, im broke as fuck

Had a dream my wife gave birth to our second prematurely and he was born with a number of defects and was microcephalic. His brain was exposed and he had 3 pairs of eyes. I was very concerned but my wife was not. In the next dream, it was a few years later and SHE had grown up a bit (turns out it was a girl the whole time (we though she was having a girl until the last ultrasound confirmed the presence of a penis)) and was completely normal and healthy. Seeing her that way made me very happy

>>82701
Also there was another dream that was a trailer for a new start wars movie that was somehow like in episode 6 with his black outfit fighting against an actual cool and scary version of Kylo ten with twin electric baton weapons. It actually looked really cool

had a dream where i saw someone i graduated with whom i also knew got busted for stealing a lot of money from his workplace. he did it when he was an adult but for some reason we were back in high school. i was dropping hints that i heard about what he did without outright saying so during lunch outdoors and it made him feel insecure.

we went back inside and parted to go to our separate classes after eating. my next class had a lot of niggers in it (which there were almost none of when i actually went to high school) and it seemed like the teacher just abandoned ship. i sat down on a couch in the classroom next to two niggers and the one closest to me immediately started chimping out.

i kept telling him to calm down and he just got angrier. eventually, both him and the other nig put ski masks on and pulled switchblades on me. i jumped up and grabbed a pillow off the couch to block their lunges. some nigger school administrator walked in as this was happening and looked all wide-eyed as i shouted at him for help, but he didnt try to stop either of them when they were trying to stab me or when they ran away.

>>82708
Unhealthy obsession with niggers imo.

>>82709
>have one (1) dream about useless violent niggers
>"Ah, it appears you have an unhealthy obsession, hmm, yes, very interesting."
thanks for the psychoanalysis, (((freud))). dont let my supposed problems keep you from railing coke off your mother's ass.

>>82713
shut up methtard

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>>82714
whoa, meth AND hung black studs? Sign me up!!
t. Avid

>>82725
kill yourself

I've had two different dreams with very similar endings recently. I find a barely intact (head, upper back and right arm) ghost opening a kitchen cabinet. It had a strong white glow and looked like it had bridal wear on. Didn't get a look at its face, but I think the hand looked emaciated like a dried-out corpse. First time I pissed it off by trying to disperse it like smoke and second time I twirled it around my hand like cotton candy and slammed it through refrigerator door. It felt like a chilly wind when I touched or held it. It angrily wailed and scared me awake both times. The muscles inside my ears stayed contracted for a bit after waking up.

>>83212
that sound awful

Who else sometimes dreams running on all fours like an ape? Like I'm in the middle of the city and I find I'm walking too slowly bipedally so I run on all fours faster.

>>84248
RETVRN

I had a dream I was playing a procedurally generated version of Pathologic. It was pretty cool.

No one's going to read this, it's really just for me, and to practice my writing, but I had the coolest dream ever this morning. Normally my dreams are short, nonsensical and completely forgettable. This one, though, was vivid, felt so real, and lasted quite a long time, so I had to document this. I didn't make any of this up, and there was a lot more stuff that occurred that I cut out due to length and because it was some nonsensical dream stuff. I suspect the reason I had this dream was because I watched a few Halloween/horror-themed TikTok videos by Xiaorou SeeU beforehand lmao.

So my high school didn't have a 10-year reunion because of the pandemic (IRL I definitely wouldn't have gone anyway, fuck that cringe shit, and I moved away from that city long ago, but dream logic, I guess). Anyway, in this dream, in place of that reunion, I ended up begrudgingly meeting up this autumn with a small group of friends and classmates I hadn't seen since high school (none of whom I have any desire to see again IRL -- I'm pretty sure they're all elitist yuppie assholes now with their fancy business and law degrees, AFAIK, but whatever, the dream put me in this situation). In the dream, we reconnected on Facebook Messenger (which I don't use either, but I guess for plothole-filling purposes I temporarily made an account after some insistence?). We decided to meet at a community rec center in the city one evening and head out driving to a mountain retreat for the weekend not too far from here. (Again, I am not the type to do yuppie shit like "mountain retreats"... dream circumstances.)

There were about seven of us -- six guys and a chick who was someone's wife -- and one of the guys drove us all in his SUV. We were chatting, joking around and laughing on our way to this big lodge with multiple rooms that we were renting for the weekend. While we were driving, we started noticing way more cop cars than usual with their lights flashing all over random neighborhoods we passed by. Occasionally, we even heard gunshots. We just figured it was some gang warfare or something and didn't think too much of it.

When we finally got to the area, we had trouble finding the lodge. GPS was messing up and being unreliable, and it was nearly pitch black, so everything was hard to navigate. We eventually found what we thought was the place, knocked on the door a few times, noticed it was unlocked, and went inside, exhausted. As soon as we dropped our bags in the main room, one of the phones -- maybe the chick's -- started blaring an emergency alert. She showed us her phone and it said something like, "Ensure all doors are locked, windows closed and lights off. Stay calm. The military will be here to help." Real vague, but ominous as hell.

Then all of our phones started getting the same alert. I checked the news on my phone -- nothing useful, just some vague reports of shootings and break-ins in the past hour. So, I switched to Twitter and saw all these hashtags like #prayfor[my city], #pandemic, #[my city's name]_zombies and #zombieapocalypse. I showed my phone to the others, and we were all like, "Holy shit."

The couple started panicking because they had left their 6-year-old daughter with her grandparents back in the city and couldn't reach them with their phones. At some point, we decided it probably wasn't safe to stay in the lodge and thought maybe the public library we saw on Google Maps nearby, which was made of cement, and being the only real other building in this tiny mountain village, would be safer. We figured there might be cops or more people there. Safety in numbers I guess? We also agreed for the driver and couple to drive back and check on their daughter afterward after dropping us off and then for them to come back to the library.

It was ominous driving while looking for the library, there were no street lights at all, it was all pitch black with just the faint dark blue hue of the night sky. This drive to the library was quite a contrast from the joking, bantering and laughing from when we were previously on the way to the lodge. We parked nearby where the library was said to be according the GPS. We stepped out, and it was pitch black outside, very difficult to see where we were going. As we walked up some steps with our phone flashlights looking for an entrance, two heavily armed cops in gas masks pointed rifles at us shining their light from their attached flashlights and yelled at us to put our hands up. They asked if we had seen any zombies and if any one of us had been nearby one or had been attacked. We were like, "Nah, man, we're just trying to find somewhere safe." After some further questioning they eventually let us into the dark entrance of the library.

Inside, it was strange as hell -- dim candlelight everywhere, with people and families sitting and lying on the ground, some silent, some whispering. There was this crabby old librarian in charge of everything, who reminded me of the witch Zeniba from the animated movie Spirited Away. She quietly told us we must stay silent and keep all communication to a whisper or she'll kick us out. The SUV driver guy and the couple decided they were going to drive to the city to check their daughter so they left us here. Anyway, we went to find a spot to sit or lie down, and we tried to rest, but no one could really sleep. One of the friends started panicking out while swaying back and forth hugging his knees, saying loudly that none of his family nor his girlfriend were responding to his texts and calls. The librarian walked over to us, gave us the death stare and hissed, “SHHHH!”

I couldn't sleep, so I started wandering around the library. After what felt like forever, SUV driver guy and the couple came back with their daughter. The wife was in tears brushing her red eyes with her arm, and the little girl looked terrified. The driver friend told us that the wife's parents were dead -- no bodies, just a blood-splattered living room -- but they found the daughter hiding under her bed. They didn't see any zombies but also didn't see any signs of life in the city. It was like everything had been abandoned, with broken windows and trashed cars everywhere.

Then, gunshots echoed near the entrance. People panicked, and the witchy librarian kept going, "SHHHH!" Suddenly, bloodied figures started rushing into the library. It was hard to make out what these things were in the dim candlelight. We heard screams and they started attacking people. We bolted, looking for an exit, but some of our group got tackled and bitten. The librarian showed up in front of us, yelled "this way!", and led us out through a hidden door. It was just me, the friend with the SUV, the couple, their daughter and the old librarian lady left.

As we ran toward the SUV, a zombie out of nowhere tackled the librarian as she shrieked. We tried to get in the car, but another zombie grabbed the wife and pulled her away. The husband went after her, despite us yelling at him it was too dangerous. Both of them were taken down, and the rest of us -- me, the SUV driver guy and the little girl -- drove off, and the girl was sobbing about wanting to go back to see her parents. The SUV driver told her it was too late, and I tried to comfort her.

We had no idea where we were going. We ended up going back to the lodge, figuring it was safer there for the moment. We got to the lodge, pitch black as always and seemingly safe from the zombies so far. I had some peanut butter sandwiches in my travel bag, so I handed them out to everyone. The girl didn't want to eat. I told her we needed as much energy to get through the days and who knows if we'd be able to find food later given the situation, and that her parents would want her to stay strong and healthy. Eventually she started eating.

The SUV driver guy was on his phone and checking Google Maps and saw that the whole country was covered in red spots labeled "MILITARY BASE - SEEK SHELTER HERE." There was a small fort nearby according to the map, and we saw on the map and some images that this military fort was on its own hilltop with steep cliffs connected to the other side via a small one-lane bridge, so we decided to head there thinking it would be safer there than this lodge. When we arrived, it was too dark to see much in this foresty area with dirt paths leading in all kinds of directions, and the GPS as usual wasn't being reliable. The driver decided he would get out to check things out with his phone flashlight. After we saw him walk far into the darkness, we suddenly heard him start yelling. It was horrible, the blood-curdling yelling lasted a while before it died down, and then silence.

I moved to the driver's seat, and waited for a while. But he didn't come back. The girl kept asking where he was. I decided we'd drive around looking for the fort. We eventually found what appeared to be the narrow bridge and the fort on the other side with some lights shining and a steel gate in front, but the bridge's entrance was blocked by makeshift barriers, making it impossible to drive across with the car. I told her we had to get out and walk across the bridge to reach the fort. The girl was nervous, but I reassured her we would be safe. We stepped out of the car and started crossing the bridge. As we were walking across the bridge, I started hearing footsteps behind us. I saw a screeching bloodied banshee-like figure running at us, about to grab the girl. I tackled it preventing it from grabbing the girl, and we both went over the edge of the narrow bridge, falling to our deaths as I watched the girl run across the bridge to make it to safety.

>>90855
>No one's going to read this
wrong!

I enjoyed it, I just watched Dawn of the Dead (1978) for the first time in a while last night too so this feels like a synchronicity heh

Did you jolt out of your bed in the end? Whenever I fall in a dream or have something perilous happen I unconsciously bound up like a whole two feet into the air. As an aside, I would like to take Black Wormwood tincture so I can dream vividly again too, but I'm worried that its most common side effect (constipation) will adversely affect my hernia.

>>90855
>noone's going to read this

correct

>>90867
>Did you jolt out of your bed in the end?
No, I woke up asking "am I dead?", because falling takes time and I quickly accepted as I'm falling that I'm dead and there's nothing I can do about it. Running away from the zombies was much scarier and that was when I was hoping that if it was a nightmare that it would just end.

My last dream was full of so much bizarre and depraved shit that I'd like to forget about it ASAP. Anyone else ever get this feeling?

>>91829
Like h'what

>>91830
Like gross sexual or morbidly violent stuff you never think about while awake.

>>91831
>>91829
sperg doesnt understand what a nightmare is

>>91875
Nightmares are different. This was like a nightmare without feeling afraid during it.

>>91915
don't care

>>91917
Then stop responding, you fat, BBC sissy cunt.

>>91918
umad?

>>95097
I had a dream about dancing hitler once too, his ghost really is with us.