My mind comes up with many made-up stories, cartoons and movies, probably because I am very attached to those kind of medias. Some are entirely original, while others look like weird spin-offs of known franchises in the waking world.
This dream made me realize I didn't put the dream where Elsa catches fire and falls off a giant tower of ice here. This is similar to that dream in the sense that it was formatted as a Disney property (a Pixar movie this time) and that... it is very different to waking world things made by family-friendly entertainment extraordinaire Disney.
This film started with the most stupid-looking, Cookie Monster-voiced, Lego-made crocodile head, waddling around one of those "USAmerican Arizona Grand Canyon-like" areas (but with rivers flowing down the canyons). The film starts with this creature, happily waddling and babbling nonsense until he falls down a waterfall into a group of actual crocodiles. Some magic and special effects happen, and somehow they all transform into a huge Lego snake with a few crocodile heads as body segments, with the original creature as the "main" head. He then says his own name, "Brap".
The film keeps following Brap until he comes across a hiking group composed of cutesy animals. The "leader", a bunny, makes fun of Brap and mocks him. At first, Brap looks sad and hurt, but slowly gets more and more fed up of the bunny's incessand mocking and lunges at her, enunciating very clearly, the word "BITCH!". And now you know why the trailer exploded on Dreamworld Youtube.
And it doesn't stop at that. Blogs and Internet people (from Dreamworld) tell everywhere this is "Pixar's first slasher film", for the rest of the movie is about Brap capturing and tormenting the rest of the hiking group in various forms, until all of them are caught and at Brap's mercy. There's no "getting back" at Brap or any "escaping". The film ends with Brap laughing villainously while the reset of hikers are trapped in suspended cages inside of a cave.
But then, I woke up. Not in real life, but into another layer of the Dreamworld. This time, my family was not my actual family, but Bluey's. I was telling my dream to them, and Bingo REALLY wanted the movie to be real. I googled it, and it wasn't, but I told her, "hey, since I can make cartoons, I could make Brap myself!", but they insisted to keep googling in case I could find some footage I could reuse.
This dream was about an adult comedy movie set in a world inhabited by insects and objectheads based on picnic foods - as in, the kind of food ants would take out of a picnic in a cartoon. I don't remember the insect species so let's just say the main characters are an ant and a beetle. The story interwove with each character in a way that eachh character contributed towards the development of the plot. I know this sounds obvious and kind of ridiculous in the waking world, and unfortunately I do not remember any more details, so I cannot specify. I also remember a lot of club and dance party scenes, like a mid 2000's Dreamworks film.
The main character, or MC, was a "slacker" , think Mordecai from Regular Show for example. He lived in the "main Bug City" and was an unsuccessful flirt with the lady characters. His main motivation was to get rich quick by looking for a treasure.
He also had a sidekick, or SK, that was your typical big friendly guy, your Patrick Star. He came from a "desert" area with lots of dead zones.
Other characters include a chubby strawberry girl, very femenine but also very prone to anger; and a "rival" character: think Gary from the Pokemon series. He could fly (was he a dragonfly?) and was apparently a racer, while MC and SK were his "mechanics" - you know, the kind of people who fix and tweak racing cars in the middle of the race. This rival character is smug, condescending, and mean towards MC and SK.
The story starts introducing the MCs and their world. They are about to finish their job as part of the Rival's pitstop team and start their summer holidays, and they feel uncertain about the future.
At one point, something happens that ridiculizes MC in front of the whole Bug City. SK takes him to the "desert dead zone" where he lives and they talk about finding a treasure so big it'll pay off for the rest of their lives. It is here where we learn that the desert area is "haunted" and there's rumors of ghosts.
This is where they decide to become treasure hunters, but at first they decide to "toughen up" by going to some sort of abandoned castle and trying to sleep on a tomb/next to a corpse (wtf). They fail at this.
A movie in the style of Ferris Bueller's Day Off in the sense that it is about a bunch of friends going to spend a day off somewhere pretty. They go to a system of lakes and waterfalls surrounded by hills. Specifically, they plan to spend the day on top of the hills, near the beginning of the waterfalls, in front of a field of electrical windmills, as to get "the best views, the freshest air and the freshest water".
However, the POV switches to the plush toys owned by the characters, and they narrate this story from their perspective. A bulldog plush is appointed the one in charge of making the photos for the special day, and dyes himself yellow from the occasion. A bear does the same, joining in his "dye bath", but theirs is a clean wash and, disturbingly, seems to have a rope around their neck as a way to secure them. It seems they're not happy about the bulldog getting this role.
After the bath, they are in the dream house, which now sports an additional floor. It's decorated with pastel plush furniture, kinda like a room meant for a baby. They are looking for the rest of plushies, and in one of the rooms, they find another bulldog plush - one that acts stereotypically British and politely redirects them downstairs, for the rest of toys are having a meeting in the garden about this special day off.
In there, a little Mario toy is about to give an announcement. It was going to be a summary of the dream so far, before he reminded me it'd be a better idea to summarize what happened in real life instead.
In this dream, I was struggling to wake up, as always. I had my phone nearby, and I see my mom has sent me a meme to tell me good morning. The meme depicted Vegeta, and I got to see how she manipulated the image in real time to change his face to one of a smiling woman. You know which ones, the kind that instill primal fear. However, I'm still not waking up, so once again, I see her modifying the picture to bring back Vegeta's face, but this time, he's screaming, as in "WAKE UUUUUUUUP!!!!". The angles didn't even match.
Apparently, controversies have happened and the company behind M&Ms decided to retire all its characters, except the red one.
Also, it seemed like the green M&M was originally designed as a guy, and got later redesigned as a gal, and the reason everybody loved her was because they headcanoned her as trans for this reason.
I was watching the first episode of the third season of The Masked Singer Spain (which, at the time of writing, has not been released yet). They were introducing the new masks, and they announced a shark mask (Tiburón), something I've been wanting for a while. But what they actually showed absolutely floored me (in a good way).
It was a femenine anthropomorphic shark, dressed as a businesswoman. It had makeup, a blonde wig, and was a bit muscular. It reminded me a lot of The Mingler from Toontown. The costume was arranged in a way she was carrying a smaller child shark on her arms. If you looked at them from their back, you could see large price tags of every piece of clothing they were wearing, all priced 5-7 euros, conveying she tried to look rich but was actually kind of a cheapstake.
All of this gave me the impression of her being a ruthless, greedy, literal loan shark, but with some sort of fun cartoon villain flair, as if she was a "Bowser" and her little shark was her "Jr.". A very fun character, if you ask me.
The dream also made me rest assured, because their walkout theme was this song. Sometimes, they overlayed the Jaws theme for important moments, such as her introduction and smackdowns. The mask's actual gender wasn't revealed since they didn't get to sing, but I really wanted them to be a woman.
I'm gonna be frank with you: this character concept, this design, is so novel and so fun and it slaps so hard that nothing actual TMS Spain comes up with is gonna be as enjoyable as this. What are they actually gonna do when it's their turn to make a shark mask? Make it look masculine???
Lately, in real life, I read about how, in limited animation, camera movements are used to simulate movement without actually animating the characters on-screen.
I think I witnessed how my mind "processed" or "digested" that tidbit of information. I saw a stiff image, or maybe a model, and my mind's camera was going all Indian Soap Opera over it, like a kid with Windows Movie Maker, shitty zooms and all.
I was in a familiar place in this dream, watching TV. There were guests yet to be met. TV was showing two new series that were "grown up" versions of Garfield and Shin Chan, but I mostly remember the latter. In this cartoon, the Nohara family had successfully established a chain specializing in toilet paper and cleaning utensils.Shin-Chan himself was this sort of "mysterious attractive person who is almost never drawn without eyes" but also the same loveable pervert he was as a kid but also expressed that less, kinda half mellowed out kinda half he learnt basic social decency. His dog was also much larger, slightly smaller than a Golden Retriever, and walked like an old dog, which endeared me a lot.
Outdoors, there was this box filled with branches and assorted junk, but there were also G1 pony toys, with all their hair cut off. My mother didn't want me to inspect this box because she saw a "lizard" living there - a thin, reddish brown gecko with an elongated thin snout. It was small and skittish, so it didn't bother me much even if it could startle me while rummaging the box. I scooped out a baby pony, this one with its mane and tail intact (and very long): she was a "numbers-themed pony, twin sister of Baby Alphabittle". She was pink-light violet and had blue and pink hair, still very shiny and smooth, as if she had been just removed from its package.
I show the pony a little kid who is part of the guests. She's happy with this, grabs it, caresses its hair, and tells me that "bad things don't happen to babies" but in an afflicted tone: As if that statement was some sort of mantra because bad things did happen to her when she was even younger. And I didn't want to say it to her, of course, that bad things do happen to small children and babies, but I told her... that "I'll make sure bad things don't happen to babies (to you)"
Last part of the dream was about me taking things out of the box and deciding, one per one, whether to keep them or not.
Content warning: mild mentions of NSFW content
This is a dream in which cartoon reviewer RebelTaxi (which we'll just call "Pan" here, like his sona) and I were supposed to do a collaboration together. It involved driving around (not on the Rebel Taxi itself, just a regular car) empty countryside areas at night (empty as in people or buildings, not crops) and deploying a large, strange machine next to two other rusty ones at a specific crossway. The machine had white, angular parts and smoother parts made of semitransparent cyan plastic. Once placed, it felt like something in the world has been restored. I was supposed to get a shoutout on his next video for helping him* do this, but since my social medias weren't ready yet, he'd do it on his second next video.
*I don't know what was actually my role during this operation, for I was not the one driving or knew where to go or what were we exactly doing. I guess I was just his co-pilot so he wouldn't fall asleep while driving?
Thorough the trip, Pan tried me to treat him like Mango did in one of his videos (which is, in short, a very thinly veiled humiliation fantasy), but I refused and just acted nice to him instead. At one moment, I fell asleep on his side during the roadtrip, and he was very shook about this
On his next video, he started by talking about me in a way I don't know if he was bragging because a girl slept on his side or calling me out on it (his humor be like that). He frickin' crosshatched the area I fell asleep on his sona as a highlight of some sorts and was talking about the incident like "no shit she touched me here" and "Corrupted made romantic love to me".
The best part about this dream was telling it to my actual bf and seeing him freak out in return.
I was in my home, with friends to be met yet, basically making up a story with Care Bears. No dice as far as I can recall, we just made it up and maybe had paper to keep track of things.
You could "control" up to three bears. They could be the "canon" ones or one you made up. No Cousins so far. I remember having a pink Care Bear with a strawberry for a symbol whose gimmick was caring for animals.
At one point, something bad happens to all the Bears where they lose their inherent kindness and their symbols change to reflect that. I try to keep track of the changes in a paper while the rest of players go to the kitchen for snacks.
My strawberry bear gets her symbol changed to a sad, hurt bunny, to represent the emotional pain of emphatizing with animals in pain. Tenderheart's symbol becomes black and gets a "spiral" around him, as if he were to drain everyone else of emotional wellbeing by being next to him (becoming one of those people who just sucks the joy out of you). Wish Bear had a darker star (kinda like the O. Pacas from Mario), and I remember another OC, a mint bear whose symbol changed to a purple cat (I don't remember the negative side of it yet)
Love-a-Lot didn't appear but I believe she oughta have a broken heart in the context of this story. Grumpy would probably have way more clouds on his belly and have the little hearts replaced by huge, menacing lightningbolts. I feel like Friend Bear would have nothing but a patch of soil on her underbelly, representing friendships that didn't even begin to bloom. Good Luck's changed to a broken mirror is probably too obvious (or wait, was "the mint bear with a purple cat" actually Good Luck with a black cat??)
I'm noticing now how all the symbols are meant to represent negative feelings instead of something mean or offensive like most Care Bear parodies do. I think this idea has some potential and I'd love to explore it further.
Alright, just in case we're not in the same page: "Swagberry" is how I call Malina, a raspberry mask who is also my favourite Bulgarian mask. I was so heartbroken by her early elimination that sometimes, Dreamworld treats me with some snippets of what could have been: like a rock ballad version of Someone Like You by Adele, sung by her wielding an electric guitar. I don't remember the date of that dream so that's why I'm adding it here.
Either way, in this particular dream, I don't remember what was sung but there was this backup dancer that looked like a strawberry version of Malina, only shorter, chubbier and dressed up kinda like Piglet. I immediately declared that he was her little brother.
It's kind of weird how my dreams like to manifest family members when my characters are disconnected from their families by default. They're just on their own, living nowhere near where their biological families could also appear... yet my dreams gave a mother to a plant character of mine, and now this. It's also interesting how everytime I create a "cool", outspoken, not-immediately-nice female character, I worry I made them too "mean" and the remedy ends up being giving them a little buddy (often a younger family member) for them to love and protect. I feel kind of conflicted about this approach.
My bf and I were revisiting a beach we visited in real life, but through a forgotten online game, one of those "walking chatrooms" with an avatar, like Club Penguin or Poptropica.
Visually, it looked like My Little Pony Friendship Gardens and it's main quirk was that you could make your avatar out of any asset of the game as long as you "unlocked" it.
I picked an avatar that was a GIF of a tiny fairy with a pink glittery dress, riding a big pink unicorn with a blonde mane. My bf picked an early CGI bubble because nothing in the game was masculine enough for him (!?).
We were visiting the beach through this game (picture the Friendship Gardens pink UI with a photorealistic beach as the main screen). My bf's bubble avatar was invisible most of the time, and I don't know if that was because it glitched, or blended with the background, or what.
This is not exactly a dream for a media in particular but I think this is an idea that fits very well any kind of media with fantastical creatures that doesn't want to delve too deep on how baby critters are made and allows itself to be creative.
In order to have a child, all you had to do was to obtain a capsule from a special capsule machine (those that usually give out toys), and carefully raise the capsule you obtain like an egg, until it "hatches" (aka opens on its own).
In this dream, a friend yet to be met was telling me the story of a guy who did some really stupid shit back when he was alive. He had a pet marine iguana, paid to have a cartoon about himself, and eventually got killed by said pet iguana. Or something terrible happened in such a way that they had to put them both (the guy and the iguana) down.
The cartoon was about him being a "half kid half iguana", sort of an American Dragon: Jake Long kind of story, but it was very cheap, as if made for a less reputable cartoon channel.
In this dream, I watched the news about someone announcing on Twitter they were selling the clothes of a disappeared person for 10,000$. Pictures of the clothes turned out to be made with a program named with some sort of cutesy, ridiculous, slightly inappropiate name, something like "Chochongo" or something. This program was hosted on a website with the same name, and I could describe it as a 2D picture editor with 3D progream features: if you were to drag a stick around with your mouse on that program, you wouldn't just grab the whole stick and move it around, but it would bend around the point you clicked it on, as if it had physics. It could also automatically make wrinkles on things as they were bent or broadened and stuff, and I got this impression the program would work great on animating rubberhose characters, which is why I was eager to try it.
Thing is, Chochongo allegedly had also a pretty sordid backstory which is also why it made the news. The program itself was alright, but the website toted itself as being for children, and you could believe that with its sort of design, being mostly soft pink, with a "puffy" look to it and big round colorful titles in pastel tones. However, it also apparently hosted videos of the couple that owned the website, videos of themseles pinching eachother. It's probably meant to look cute akin to a tickle fight, but it felt uncomfortable instead, as if you knew they were in a dysfunctional relationship and you were just looking at the tip of the iceberg.
Then, I only remember tidbits like bootleg merch of the website (crayons and coloured pencils whose boxes were also puffy pink) and apparently one of the members of the couple cheating the other with a woman.
Note: I do not know anything about Cookie Run, I have never played or been interested in Cookie Run, all I know about Cookie Run is by the fandom.
In this dream, I got introduced to an official Cookie Run animated Youtube serie by fellow buddies. It was claymation, but in a crude way, like you could see fingerprints and twisted clay, as if it got worn out by all the use it was being given, and maybe the people behind the series weren't claymation professionals, but it had a lot of movement and it was very charming.
The story centered around a "school of magic" kind of setting with the cookies, and the plot often was about accidentally releasing a weird monster (always either live-action or 2D or any other kind of mixed media) and having to do something about it.
I fell in love with a particular cookie and it became my favourite character. When I woke up I asked my friends about what cookie would be, but I think my mind made it up.
They had a big hat/bandanna covering their eyes most of the time, and a few curls poking out of it. They dressed in cozy winter clothes (I remember a big coat-ish jacket) that had a maritime theme. They collected seashells, and other beach treasures, and made little crafts out of them.
Every craft had the name of it and "-arel" written on it (ex. "Lucky Charmarel"). The cookie didn't talk at all, but I feel if they did, they would stick "-arel" at the end of every sentence just like Captain N's Kid Icarus.
In the waking world, I've decided this is a Saltwater Taffy cookie, and that their aesthetic is "kid who's main interest is pirates and their mom wouldn't let them yar-har all the way to the grocery store so they had to make a compromise with what they wear". A bit too specific to be immediately marketable, but hey.
There was this channel on TV that instead of being some sort of Western-made "anime" block, it was an actual channel from Japan that somehow got into our Western TVs. I went to watch it with my university buddies after we loitered around several supermarkets for a while just before they closed, picking up snacks and drinks. Said channel played Anpanman, One Piece, documentaries about Kaiju, and the most baffling of them all:
A cartoon adaptation of, well, you know those amateur webcomics that are about Eevee and its Eeveelutions living together in a house? One that has "lolrandom" humor and looks like it was made in MSPaint? Yeah, those.
It looked like a "reanimated" project, but if every single artist involved was, let's say, very, very new to animation. It had wildly different styles for every single shot of the show, every single homemade way conceivable: you had your usual beginner Flash animation and Flipnote, but it also had crude stop-motion and sometimes it was just paper cutouts on a stick or plushies or figurines sliding across the screen.
The plot made absolutely no sense at all. It began with Eevee and the Eevelutions being lolrandom in their house, but soon enough there were lots of "cameos" from other videogame characters that made you think what their legal owners think of that being on TV. At one moment, the plot just forgot it was about Eeveelutions all together because they stopped appearing and it focused on Mario and Halo Guy being in space or something.
My buddies were puzzled, as in "wtf is this shit and why are we still watching it", but I was fascinated about how something like this was on TV and wondering what does Nintendo (and other videogame companies) think of this and if they did approve of this being made using their characters.
I also remember the intro of the show always started with a shiny Eevee that never appeared in-show.
It was a film called "The Curse", about a street in London where nobody makes it out alive. It felt very B-movie-ish.
Apparently, a movie called like that exists in the waking world, but it's an adaptation of the Colour Out of Space.
I think this was a cartoon, or a comic, but I'm not entirely sure.
This dream was about a lady who had four dogs, and they all lived in an apartment. One of those fancy, high-life, modern ones with huge windows to look at the city landscape. Her dogs were both show dogs (as in, the kind of dogs that go into contests and get prizes) AND superheroes, and she was less of a regular dog owner and more of a manager, for both their show dog persona and their superhero secret identity.
They get a visit from a girl who is traumatized and needs help. The manager needs to groom the dogs to get them ready for the next show, but they decide to help the kid first. She even lets her pet the dogs. However, someone objects to this and she kicks them out (!?)
For some reasons, sleep loops end with some really crazy media dreams.
This one was about me watching a stream of Joel playing Zoo Tycoon for the DS. There was a 5 person multiplayer mode (!?) and the intro music was just "PARK, PARK, PARK TYCOON! ZOO TYCOON ZOO TYCOON ZOO TYCOON ZOO TYCOON" to the tune of Dschinghis Khan.
It was so cringe I woke up.
I dreamt my bf made an animation short using pre-existing CGI models. It was about Robotnik calling his underlings to do his bidding, them lazying out, and him punishing them.
They weren't Scratch & Grounder or Orbot & Cubot, because he couldn't find models of them for free and had to make do. They were three underlings, but I don't remember the third one.
One was a humanoid robot named Tyler, who looked like either a twink Spamton or his excolleagers. The other was named Bunny Girl, and was a cyborg who looked like a squat Barbara, but with small telescopic robot eyes and a little rabbit tail (which is why she was called Bunny Girl). Third sidekick was either more robotical than Bunny Girl or completely biological, but I remember absolutely nothing about them.
It was very well animated, impressively so for someone with no experience with animation as is my bf. I even got a bit jealeous.
This show could be described as Filly Funtasia meets Trollz. It was about 2000's cartoon-styled colorful ponies living in a city, with modern technology, internet, giant monsters, magic powers and superheroes. Defo taking inspiration from My Little Pony, but also trying to be its own thing.
In-dream, I remarked that the Internet was very present in the cartoon, but felt more "real" than current modern depictions of the Internet. Lately, every time the Internet appears in a cartoon show, it's all about taking a picture or a video and uploading it to bootleg Instagram/Youtube for a bajillion views. This "internet" felt more 2000-esque, but the ponies had to pay attention to both what happened on the Internet and real life, kinda like us nowadays.
There was also a browser game inspired by this cartoon, kinda like Club Penguin in the sense that it was a glorified chatroom with not much else to do there. Kinda like Habbo, too, because you'd go on elevators inside buildings to go to different areas.
I was checking what the game had to offer when I got kicked out by two sun object-heads, claiming this was an "adults only" room. I was like "wtf they can't have that in a children's game" and came to the conclusion these two were roleplaying yaoi and didn't want someone to find out and report them.
In this dream, youtuber reviewer of murder mysteries, point-and-click games and horror media aimed at kids/preteens PushingUpRoses began reviewing her favourite episodes of a live-action series about supernatural murder mysteries. It had this clever old lady protagonist, like Jessica Fletcher, solving mysteries in a haunted hotel. Every episode featured a different supernatural entity, often a victim related to a tragic success. I remember three of these episodes:
I got pretty upset when I woke up from this one. It all felt like a legit, cool series that should have been real, it should exist here in the waking world, but it doesn't.
This was a place that was like a theme park, an aesthetic mall and the Goatlings website, all rolled into one. There were several streets attached to one main street, with many shops, cafes, and the like. Said mainstreet was pastel-neon colored and themed, but the sidestreets were dedicated to more nuanced, earth-colored, classic themes.
I was thinking about getting a job there. I think I spent some time in the dream watching over a restaurant or a small shop in the mountains, that had a ranch of goatlings. Or maybe I was getting job orientation. After that, I would get paid and get some free time to explore the street and browse the stores.
I especially remember a cafe where I was talking with Van Gogh (again!?) and someone else.
I know theme parks are supposed to be fake, and I expected this place to have that sort of theme park artificialness, yet it all felt so real, and not necessarily in an "intended" way, like, you know how theme parks want to make you believe you're really in the fantasy land they're trying to recreate. In contrast, that pastel-neon main street felt... lived in. Real.
I think the dream slowly became more and more like Goatlings, because I started to realize it looked a lot like Goatlings. Yet, at the same time, I feel this is how living in a virtual world would really feel like. An idealized version, but still.
This dream was set in a Victorian/Steampunk setting with some magic and science mixed in with good measure. It was about a rich, human family who lived in a mansion and formed an alliance with a family of test tube object-heads which were made of "soft glass": a material that was flexible like the human body, yet fragile like glass.
I only knew of one of these object-heads. Her head was one of those wide, triangular flasks (think Dexter's Lab and you'll know which one I'm talking about). She had a cartoony face "molded" into the glass and was filled with a warm, copper-colored liquid. Her name was something ridiculously fancy and punny, something along the lines of "Mynci Thermalodeus D'Flask". She wore a little labcoat, and her parents were test tubes too, but I only saw her in the dream.
At one point, her head fell down from the window and crashed. Everybody freaked out, her body was mobing around without her head and the children of the family were trying to tell the adults, but something was stopping them and I don't know what. Sometimes, Mynci's "body" would be actually empty like the object-heads in Tooneiros, sometimes she would have a glass neck filled with liquid still sticking out of her shirtneck.
Eventually, the adults noticed what happened and they decided the most important thing was to find "the core", which apparently was located in Mynci's head and stored all her memories and personality.
I once dreamt I was at a bar or something and saw a cartoon on TV that made me very mad, and I claimed it was "the worst cartoon ever. It was about the Peanuts gang, but in a futuristic space world like the Jetsons.
The fact that something like this now exists, and that I got so mad at such an innocent concept makes me believe we live in a truly cursed timeline.
EDIT: Caved in and watched Snoopy in Space. It's cute! I don't know what dream me was so mad about. This gets to be even worse than the cartoons of the Man who Wanted to End cartoons?? Did I just throw a hissy fit in a dream or are the cartoons in dreamworld so good that Space Peanuts is irredeemable in comparison??
This one was about a Geronimo Stilton book. It the 80th one and it was called, well, what you're reading on the tab.
It was about the eponymouse character requesting, out of the blue, for a pretty mouse lady to spend an afternoon alone with him. However, along the way, they somehow end up in a desert island. He freaks out, they try to survive and find a way back home.
Book cover looked a bit ominous. It was just Geronimo, looking behind himself scared, on an island-like scenario (just sand and a palmtree), and the sky was dark and cloudy.
Note: I had this dream before actually watching Space Jam 2. Butthead was right.
I was tasked with drawing in-betweens for the traditional animation bits, but I used a textured brush and thus the lineart boiled everywhere (in other words, it was all wobbly like in Ed Edd & Eddy).
In this dream version of the film, the Looney Tunes switched from traditional to CGI and the other way around with no rhyme or reason, back and forth.
I remember a scene where Lola was walking on a tightrope and begging Bugs to distract her from looking down by telling her a story about some other girl. Then, later, when Bugs gets on the tightrope too, they lay down on it, and start flirting, only for Lola to say "Hey, I already knew how to do all this stuff, what about you?". Bugs realizes he's laying down on a tightrope, panics, falls down, the classic cartoon gag.
I always had this feeling that Lola should be able to outsmart Bugs by flirting with him, or at least that's my two cents on the whole "what do we do with Lola" discourse. Like she could be a "flighty and flirty" character, but also a trickster like Bugs. Could have been a fun character that could lead to fun dynamics.
Anyway the last "cameo" I saw was Butthead manifesting right next to my seat and beating me with a stick 45 minutes into the film telling me the movie sucks and to watch something else.
This was a Barbie movie that had FLIES as the mascot character. They were cartoony, and cute, and had rubberhose limbs complete with little white gloves, but they were distinctly and unmistakeably cartoon flies, complete with an emerald green & black color scheme.
In this dream, The Masked Dancer (the US version) was revived for the sole purpose of marrying two masks together in the form of a wedding like performance.
Said masks were Hammerhead and a mask that, despite my dream convincing me "it was in the last season but I just forgot about him", isn't actually real: Ghost.
"Ghost" wore a hoodie made out of bandages, chains, strips of cloth and sneakers. His face was a garbage pail lid with a face spray-painted on.
I was watching this one with my bf. It was not "& the Holy Grail", it was a new movie with more fantastic costumes, kinda like Labyrinth. It had a dragon and a flamboyant gay catman. He was funny.
I feel this film could also be described as "D&D Party Movie but Monthy Python", but I'm mostly writing this one down because I remember my bf laughing a lot with this film and that was a joy to watch.
I think I once met my nemesis in the Dreamworld. The Anti-Corrupted.
He didn't like cartoons, at all. He hated anything that was silly and nonsensical and whimsical - the typical smartass that goes "why doesn't Wile E. Coyote just order food" or "according to all laws of aviation, it would be impossible for an elephant to fly with its ears" and believes he's so big brain because of it.
He wanted cartoons to be as realistic as they could be without becoming live-action: we're no longer talking about serious storylines or realistic consequences for slapstick shenanigans, but you'll see what he meant.
He brought his own cartoon to demonstrate. It was so bad. It wasn't actually even "realistic-looking" like rotoscoping or anything you would consider a "realistic" cartoon.
It looked like trippy effects but on a low, low budget and made by someone who hates trippy effects. Like pictures were only there for one (1) frame, they slided off the screen for no reason, it was objectively bad. As if someone who doesn't know how animation works and hates cartoons had to be asked to make a cartoon on Powerpoint. Which was pretty much the case.
It was about animals, and they were painted on heavy oil paint, like in a canvas. Again, the artistic quality was sub-par, made by a man with no experience that hated the subject.
Nobody clapped at the screening, only two kissasses. He was the lack of success, got alarmed and put on another film. Apparently, I knew this film from before, as if I heard of this man on the Internet and this was again, his proposal to replace cartoons with. This film got pretty infamous and I was like "oh no".
Again, it was trippy but shitty, but this time it was made with a collage of photos moved around digitally. Think Angela Anaconda, but worse, because let me reiterate once again, this was made by a man who knew nothing about art and hated it. You could see the tears of the images where they ripped them off and even the controllers of the program he used to move stuff around.
Another lowkey recurrent dream is seeing Happy Tree Friends on TV. Sometimes, these dreams will involve trying to keep a young family member from watching it, as they're unaware of the goreish violence of the cartoon.
I still can't believe HTF actually aired on TV for a while
Well, not really, I just merely roleplay as him (which is easy because he tends to be on the quiet side), but the other two believed I was him even if I still looked like a human gal. But apparently, my acting was convincing enough.
In the meantime, I started to form headcanons for the Drummer:
Maybe not as "legendary" as previous dreams, but I had this one where it stated all fictional characters conceived by human imagination were made of ink, and someone/something out there was taking the ink out of them, turning them into blank, frozen statues.
I recall the image of one of these statues with the ink splattering behind them, but that's all I remember.
This dream started as a Deviantart drawing meme in which people drew monsters and made them fight with other artists' monsters. They made up stats, attacks, all that stuff. It was a fun way to exercise your imagination and draw other people art of their creations in the process.
In order to explain how it worked, someone drew a comic in which a girl defeats some nerd's monster with her own monster, while exemplifying how the meme works.
The last panel was on one corner of the publication, looking "cel-damaged", and it depicted the nerd brewing a new monster to defeat the girl with.
Alright, for this one, you might need some additional context.
My favourite cartoon pilot ever is 3 Dog Band. It's a nifty 7 minutes and a half packed full of good ol' classic Cartoon Network artstyle, sweet jams, and awesome animation. I find it a huge tragedy that this little cartoon hasn't been picked up to be developed into a full series. At least, in this reality.
In dreams, apparently MTV (!!!) contacted its creator, Paul Rudish, to make mini-episodes or shorts out of it. The one I got to watch featured a female bouncer dog that hated everything that could be perceived as a pick-up line (making the guitarist character get into a lot of trouble), and had a superheroine secret identity, for some reason.
Apparently the short won the "MTV Thanos Awards", whatever that means. Also, all the background characters were changed to dogs.
I don't actually recall if I had two consecutive 3 Dog Band dreams, but let's assume yes.
In this dream, I somehow catch 3DB on TV, on Cartoon Network, and I realize it's a movie. It was apparently divided in three arcs, one belonging to each character: I was currently on the Guitarist's storyline. I don't remember if the Keyboardist's was before or after his, but I assumed the Drummer's was the first, because I didn't get to see it and I caught the film in its middle point.
In the film. the Guitarist's player nature bites his ass back when he genuinely falls in love with a vixen (as in, a fox hooker). Yes, this film seemed a bit more mature than your average kids' cartoon, and I think he even got to say "shit" (but it was in Spanish in my dream so it was more like a "MIERRRDA"). Back to the vixen, she ran away, setting traps along the way.
There's some development in the relationship between the Guitarist and the Keyboardist, mostly that the former is actually hurt by the latter's despective comments towards him, but doesn't want to show that. Apparently, the Keyboardist wanted the band to succeed, and that's the origin of his strictness, towards his fellow band members but especially towards himself. If the band fails, he'd take it as a personal failure.
There's also a moment where the also gives him a wedgie at one point. Typical cartoon stuff.
And, of course, the movie is full of singing and had a rad musical score. I declared it my new favourite movie ever (at least, seems like so in Dreamworld!), and was looking around, pressing buttons on the controller to try to figure out when would they play the film again.
According to Dreamworld, "The Thing" by John Carter (the dream stressed it was the John Carter version and nothing less) is about a girl who purchases a pet kiwi (the aforementioned "Thing"), and her boyfriend being deeply unsettled by it. This was not the Thing disguised as a kiwi as it tends to do, this was just a plain ol' ordinary regular kiwi bird.
In this dream I bought a coloring book from a dollar store that was themed around object-heads, including two bootleg Right Now Kapow characters.
Ngl I'd buy something like this in real life, even if I'm not much of a coloring person myself.
This dream was about an alien that came down to Earth to ask for help for his friends even if he knew his mere presence was a threat to humanity.
Said alien looked kinda like a Xenomorph, but he was apparently made of fungus, all moldy green and grey. He was way less detailed than his H.R. Giger cousin, and his swept-back cranium looked like an isopod. He also had a short, triangular tail in the same fashion. He was quadrupedal, but he looked more like a person walking on all fours rather than a proper four-legged animal.
When he arrived to Earth, part of his head got sliced in the process, but he was still able to communicate telepathically (or, in his words, "invading the minds of other people"). A scientist would reconstruct him to undo his damage and then he would be taken to some sort of intergalactic police on Earth, but to do that they must disguise themselves. To do so, the intergalactic policeman would be dressed as a ringleader while the alien would be disguised as a tiger. The alien was okay with all of this except the "looking like a circus animal" part.
However, after the whole ordeal was done, he would have to be killed off (burned to death with a flamethrower), because as stated before, his mere presence was a threat for humankind.
And the thing he needed to help his friends? New headphones. Translucent and glittery.
For context: the characters I'm going to talk about are these ones which in turn appeared to artist Dimetrodone during a dream.
In my dream, these characters had a cartoon created by the people behind Right Now Kapow, and it was implied both happened in the same universe. Sometimes, the characters from Right Now Kapow (from now on I will call them "The Kapow Crew" as a collective) appeared on Garbage Food's episodes as cameos, either as background characters or mere objects. In fact, it was implied Dimetrodone's Ice Cream was the son of Kapow's Ice Cream. I didn't know if Dimetrodone was involved anymore, but I was glad she got that far in life.
In this pilot episode, Hot Dog was reuniting the rest of the characters to enter a haunted house, because he was too afraid to go there by himself. Everybody had its own introduction scene, but I can't remember most. I know Popcorn's was like, he lived in a theater, every piece of popcorn of his was sentient and he was able to command them. He would then group them together, outside the "box" part of him, and form shapes he would dress up and call his "actors". Then, he'd direct plays with them, all in praise of himself.
Also, apparently Candy Bar was into Japanese culture, videogames and Kawaii things.
This was before the official Cuphead art book was released. In the dream one, it was stated that Cuphead and Mugman were NOT "blood" brothers, because they had different parents. There was a family tree showing them. In the case of Mugman, his father was a cup like him, but his mom was a pile of discarded, broken dishes, with cutlery as limbs. The authors' note stated that Mugman's mom & pop faced many hardships together, and that Mugman was born from their "combined zany energy".
This one was about a Roger Rabbit/Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends kind of world where fictional characters came to life. Each character is "owned" by their author in the sense that both characters and author live in the same house and the author becomes some sort of "manager" for them, since, once created, characters will act on their own according to the backstory and personality their author has given them.
This sounds really cool, right? Well, problem is, in this dream I got stuck with a gang of violent, rainbow-colored whatamacallits hellbent on killing everything. Like extra-vicious Looney Tunes/Tom & Jerry characters made for adult audiences, or bootleg Happy Tree Friends, if you will. They weren't any specific animal species, just "critters". Following Roger Rabbit rules, cartoon violence hurts "real" people in the way you expect it to do, so they were highly dangerous.
In this dream, as their "manager", I got visited by executives who wanted me to tone them down (which I don't know if I can do once the characters are created) so they'd be more "palatable" to a general audience, under the threat of cancellation. On the other half, my gang of killer critters tried to slaughter them in turn, each one with its own preferred way. I had to reunite my characters to tell them the news, stop both parties from interferring with eachother, and was waiting for the visit of a longtime friend who, for some reason, couldn't "see" fictional characters.
I don't quite remember all the members of the Splatterstick Squad, but I recall being around 10-12 members, kind of on the short side, and all of them being male. I will try to describe anybody I remember:
This dream played out as a modern Disney movie, and I think it was a crossover with all the Disney Princesses. Like that ticket-selling scene in Wreck-It Ralph 2, but made into its own movie.
The only thing I remember, and the most infamous one, is Elsa creating a huge tower of ice that launched her outside of the planet and close to the Sun, which was a giant firefly (apparently that is part of Moana's universe? I don't remember if Moana herself was there). Then, Elsa catches fire and falls off the tower.
The thing I remember even better than what actually happened in the film was my shocked reaction, as in "I can't believe Disney had the balls to kill Elsa on-screen in front of her audience, mostly composed of little girls.
This one gets a little gruesome, so if you don't like body horror and blood, I think it's best if you switch to another dream.
I watched a live action film on TV that went like this: three pregnant women end up in a horrible accident. One gets beheaded by a mall sign, the other gets her heart out of her body, and I didn't get to see the third one because I was too squicked out to keep watching her death scene.
Later, a man manages to keep them alive by turning them into vampires. The beheaded one got a fur pelt to cover her neck and shoulders and hide her wounds. I don't remember if she got her head back or if she was just a walking torso with a hunch of fur on top. I called her "the Bunny" for this reason. The "heartless" one became wolfish, kinda like a transformed werewolf, and I think she was the only one that was supposed to have multiple children. The third one was a standard vampire. I don't remember if their children became vampires as well, but I think not.
The man was some sort of sidekick to them, kinda like those human people that "serve" vampires in What We Do In the Shadows. Some sort of pharmaceutical company was behind those freak accidents, and the vampiresses' objective is to bring them down.
I was watching some live spectacle in a Vegas-like showroom (I have never been to Las Vegas). It was about a knife thrower, who was giving a speech about concentration while throwing knives, and people were crossing directly between him and his target. Even if he was facing the public while throwing knives and all these people were comically crossing, he always hit the target.
In which I intentionally attempt to make a character that's a Wile E. ripoff, called "Jalapeño the Coyote", but later I decide I could make it a thylacine, and setted on not giving it a speedy antagonist because "there are already too many speedy characters".
An animated series, like some sort of kid-friendly Drawn Together, in which a 20's Flapper girl and a 90's skateboarding cool boy fall in love.
Warning, this one gets gruesome.
This dream was in an anime movie format. It began with some lad with a big family who got blamed for the death of the family dog (who actually died of natural causes) and it ended with a serial killer being imprisoned.
I think his crime was that he once killed and ate a teenage girl. He (the killer) got invited to a dinner where the head of the police (a skillful granny a la Miss Marple) keeps him from attacking, just by brandishing a knife in front of him. During the dinner, there's a pasta plate dyed blue and the rest of guests (I guess all police in disguise) started to imply some of the food was poisoned, with statements like "they told me not to try the stew, that X was safe".
In the end, he dies in his jail bed because of a needle that the lad from the beginning put there, as a revenge.
You know, this plot is kind of messy, as dreams inherently are, but there's some interesting bits in there, and part of me would love to make actual stories out of these dreams in the waking world, weaving them into something more understandable but still rough around the edges, as dreams oughta be.
This dream was in the format of a Care Bears episode, I think. A Madonna-like figure (like, a famous rich popstar) gets offered plans for the night by three men:
"I'll direct a movie with her!"
"No! I'll take her to perform in every posh place in town!"
"What are you saying? I'll organize a world tour with her!"
She tells them to give her time to think and she'll pick one. The men leave.
Then, she retrieves a book which is supposed to be The Codex of Infinite Knowledge, but it looks like a Care Bears baby book 8you know, the kind that has cardboard pages so very small children won't tear off the pages). The book produces a heart that floats off-screen, horizontally. Turns out, it's not the Codex of Infinite Knowledge, and they have to find it.
Meanwhile, the heart reaches a mauve Care Bear, with a goatee and sunglasses (maybe hair?), whose symbol was a punk skull with triangular sunglasses. He goes "What the FUOCK is going on with that FUOCKING heart??". He had a very thick accent, like it was a very thin-veiled attempt to disguise he was swearing. Two other "normal" Care Bears react surprised: "Fuock?? You're supposed to say "teddy bear"!"
Then, it's revealed that he's no ordinary Care Bear (big surprise): he's an Anti-Care Bear, or a Who Cares Bear. This is explained in a flashback involving apostles (right, you read me right, human apostles), wearing colorful pastel robes and symbols like the Care Bears. These were the "good" ones, the Care Bears we all know and love. Then, there were other apostles, with slightly more evil (or even punk?) looks wearing darker (but still colored) robes and symbols like scissors, skulls, thumbs down and such.
Listen, I have no idea why my brain latches on Care Bears sometimes, but I find this whole lore it makes up as fascinating as it's ridiculous.
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