I had a weird dream involving the red team. I was married to spy, sniper was a zombie like Raziel, engineer had a motorcycle ( i think it was a harley), Demoman worked for a convenient store. And every second everyone would get on Engie's motorcycle and head off to work. We drove over water, in the sky, and through houses. It was really weird. We also went to this high school gym where all these 3 year olds were attacking medic for no reason. Everytime Engie would go over water I would scream "Nooooooo i don't want to die"

(Sorry, I made a thread for this before, when I was half asleep, but deleted it because someone else mentioned this thread. So I'm reposting this.)

I don't typically remember my dreams these days. I guess this one was so bizarre it woke me up, which is why I recall it. I felt the need to share it before it escaped me entirely.

There was a series of serial killings off base in America. Not sure where. Could've been somewhere up North. For some reason the Scout was currently living in a suburban house with the Soldier in one of the neighborhoods where the killings were strong.

There were a lot of news reporters interviewing people in the area and one reporter was interviewing Scout at night on the patio in the backyard. The Scout is eating something and pretty much telling the guy he'd love to be on TV but doesn't know anything. Then the reporter pulls out a weapon, I think it was a knife, and threatens the Scout, revealing that the reporter is the serial killer. Scout, for some reason, backs off and plays dead, fooling the reporter. The reporter then sneaks inside and the Soldier is upstairs asleep.

It's then that I guess my dream became so fucked up that I knew it was fucked up and I suppose that's what started to wake me. Basically when the reporter got to the bedroom door, he turned into a string of weird Sesame Street-esque muppet jokes. I don't even know what they were, I just remember my brain was making jokes in my sleep and I was stunned because they were so stupid and bad.

So, of course the Soldier killed the guy because the reporter was stupid enough to threaten him with a knife or something and the Soldier had the pickaxe or shovel nearby. Then the Soldier went outside and calmly starting digging a grave with his shovel to bury the body and the Scout stopped playing dead. D:

It was in character for the Soldier at least. I want him to stop taking over my brain now. I guess he's overanxious for me to finish editing/writing his long-ass scene in my story...

As someone responded to the earlier thread saying, it would be a cool plot for a story... but it's still a weird dream. I mean, if nothing else, it'd make more sense for the Scout to be a Spy.

So this dream starts off with one Spy tracking another (pretty sure they were both BLU). Everything looked like it come out of a high-budget CG movie. Anywho, the Spy was following his teammate because he'd been acting weird lately, and now he was walking through a forest for no apparent reason. I somehow knew, because dream logic where you just know something no matter how silly, that his teammate wasn't just a Spy, but a spycrab. Oh, and I should mention the first Spy, the one that's doing the following, isn't wearing a mask (dunno why).

So eventually the BLU spycrab meets up with a RED one, and of course the Spy isn't happy about this. He thinks they're all Spies, after all, and now his teammate's a traitor. So he steps out and puts a revolver to the other BLU's head, and pulls out a cell phone (yes I know how silly that sounds). He doesn't say anything, he's just glaring at the spycrab, who looks completely unconcerned. Then the Spy paused, since he heard a rumbling, and closed the phone. There were a whole bunch of spycrabs, or at least Spies wanting to protect them (hard to tell which), that were charging straight toward him.

Even though I'm writing this down as soon as I can, there's still a lot I know I'm forgetting. I know the Spy ran, but I can't remember anything between that and him climbing a tree. Then he starts up with a voice over, says his name (which I can't remember, bawww), and then, "Why are we losing this war? Because I'm not in as good of shape as I used to be." I guess because he was older or something. I didn't know there was a war going on with spycrabs, but hey, maybe they aren't as harmless as they pretend to be.

I know there was something in between that part and what I remember next, but again, can't remember. Which is frustrating. But anyways, he's in a different tree now, way out on a branch, and there's a close up of his ear (which has a nick in it, I thought that was a nice touch), to show how he's listening to a sudden gust of wind. The voice over starts up again, this time him saying, "No, no, don't do this to me. Don't do this to me!" With the strong gust combined with his weight, the branch snaps and he lands in between two spycrabs. Then my alarm went off.

Was definitely a weird, if not cool, dream.

The only TF2 dream that I can ever remember having consisted of a post-battle RED Medic and Scout heading back to base to rest in respawn for whatever reason. There, the Scout pronounced that he was horny and proceeded to coerce the Medic to go through with his demands by use of his bat.

I blame my friends.

Can I join the seemingly constantly-growing group of people having sex dreams about Sniper? I'm not even that attracted to him. Feels weird, man.

So I started off in this giant warehouse that looked like it was made for laser tag (obstacles, stairs, places to climb, places to hide, etc.) except nothing was painted so. I was walking around with my friend when I decided to spycrab and start saying "Medic!" the way Medic would say it. He joined along and we were having a grand ol' time before I started up the stairs. When I got the top of the stairs, I found someone cosplaying as Medic. We both decided to say "Medic!" some more. We were still walking around like spycrabs when I came across somebody cosplaying as a Spy of the opposite colour. I then yelled "Spy!" in Medic's voice. We all spycrabbed away (us medics trying to get away, the spy trying to get us). I woke up somewhere around there, but I'm not sure if the spy got us or not.

I had a dream where I was carrying the BLU Spy head around a mall and taking professional photography.

Meet the Medic before bed, NEVER AGAIN

I had a short little dream that a friend (who also plays TF2) and I were Spies and were sent to infiltrate our old middle school and look for the enemy amongst the students. i took the opportunity to backstab my most hated math teacher.
it was glorious.

Had a short dream last night where I was on a farmhouse roof at night, perched near the edge like a gargoyle, and I jumped down on this porch next to the inside kitchen. I looked through the screen door to see Engineer eating dinner at the table, steak and potatoes I think. He noticed me and seemed like he was expecting the visit, so he invited me inside and we sat and talked for a bit and had dinner.
And I think he wanted me to help him out with something, but I can't remember it now.

Had two-- or, one long and convoluted dream, with two TF2 segments.

The best was a scene I hadn't yet finished writing for a fic, playing out like a movie. Sadly I couldn't remember it all when I woke up and wanted to finish writing it. It was a beauty of a scene in the dream...

There was also a dream segment about a TF2 film being made, but then instead of being about a bunch of guys blowing each other to pieces in creative and hilarious ways, it was about RED Scout learning that he was adopted (even though it was completely obvious, since instead of a RED Scout Ma, he lived with a black family...), and it was just... just so full of fail. I kept waiting for any of the other classes to show up, but it kept trying and failing to be heartwarming.

Then there was, like, a crazy woman across the street and some tiny dogs, and things fell apart even more.

One TF2 dream I clearly remember having is one where the team (RED I believe) is transported to a world filled with fantasy monsters. Spy is clubbed in the head by one and wakes up silly and loopy, saying things like: "Sniper, you're so preeeeeeeety~" and giggling to himself. He's eventually whacked in the head again by a teammate and returns to normal.

>>8268
That needs to be a story.

I had a dream that I was fighting alongside the team trying to defend an enormous satellite dish from what I can only assume to be nazi zombies. I was confused because I didn't know what class I was supposed to be so I asked the spy (who, for some reason, was a red fox in a suit)

"Hey what class am I?"

"You build robots so your an engineer of corse."

That made sense to me because I do build robots irl so I clumped together some metal as best I could when Scout was being eaten by undead Nazis and made what could only be described as a sentry attached to the chassis a moon rover. I woke up just as I was about to ride my loyal sentry mount in to battle when I woke up.

I had a really weird dream last night. I dreamt that I was in a room that was pretty plain but a few burn marks here and there and porno magazines everywhere and Hellboy comics. I'm getting dressed and I put on my undies and it's no big deal until I have to get a roll of bandages and wrap my chest until it's painfully tight and flat. I put on a huge rubber suit and a gasmask and the world looks a little bit darker and my field of vision is a teeny bit restricted.

Next thing I know, I'm having trouble breathing and so I go to Medic and he looks me over once before going back to whatever he was doing (feeding doves or something) and says "Hello, fraulein. Vat do you need?" I take off my gasmask and explain that I'm having trouble breathing.

When he sees how tightly I bandage myself he tells me that either the asbestos is getting to me or I'm wrapping myself too tight.
SUDDENLY SNIPER comes in and is all :| and I tell medic not to worry about him telling anyone that I'm a girl because "Sniper is stupid and won't tell anyone". I don't remember if either of them said anything after that.
Something happened afterwards, but I can't remember. All I remember is that Sniper and I get braces and we're walking around for two weeks all getting teased and stuff. When two weeks passes we go back to Medic and he's all ignoring us because he's poking at something that looks really gruesome. We throw him to the ground and Sniper puts him in a headlock and reminds him that we need to get our braces off.
So he does something with the brackets and Sniper and I start ripping off our braces and all the wires (which is a lot more than I had in real life, oddly enough). Medic said something about adding an extra wire or something because combat and herpaderp science!

Then I woke up going ???

Last night I dreamt that I was the RED Medic in 2fort. All was well until Scout found one of my old medical record books; he approached me with it, asking what it was. It had a very similar formula of entry to my current ones, but it was over two decades old and it detailed wounds made from very different weapons than the ones we currently used. I was hit with a wave of nostalgia, and revealed that the events of Team Fortress Classic (which I have never actually played) had either been the TF2 world's equivalent of World War II, or that they were related and took place during it- I can't remember which. Soldier, Pyro, and I were the only three members of the team who had served both then and now.

Scout finding the book turned out to be a sort of Pandora's box, because Soldier and I became a bit depressed, constantly waxing on about the differences between our two terms. He missed the lack of restraints we had back then. Fitting in with the Cold War, we now had to be more subtle about how and where we fought, there was a much heavier emphasis on espionage, and there were many more rules; we couldn't wantonly blow up buildings, we had to obey ceasefire every day after work and on weekends, and our current weapons were simply less destructive- things like that. I mourned my more active role in combat, and the many weapons I was no longer allowed.

We then realized Pyro was missing, and discovered they were in the depths of the fort, trying to find and recover the old weapons in hopes of making things like they once were... We had to decide whether we wanted to break RED's orders or put them back. Unfortunately, then I woke up.

I once dreamt of the weirdest crossover ever, at least for me. Somehow Engineer was Chell, woke up in Aperature Science Enrichment Centre and Administrator fulfilled the role of Wheatley, as a purple personality core. So, Engie managed to beat the tests of evil GLaDoS with male voice and then he plugged Adminstrator in his body, kicking him out. Then she, after gaining the power over the facility, put GLaDoS in potato and shoved them down the pit. Of course they survived, Engie discovered that Aperature Science was built where once 2fort was, proceeded to wander in the ruins and found some documents convieniently lying in respawn room, which stated that GLaDoS is really Medic and all of his personality cores were once his teammates (I remember Scout being the Morality core and Soldier being the Adventure one). After some rage and tears, they decided to go back and unplug the Administrator, because she was the one behind the Aperature Science. And I didn't actually dreamed about the ending of this epic adventure, but, well, I hope it would be a happy one and that there would be cake afterwards.

JUST HAD ONE THIS MORNING. It was like a bunch of tiny dreams melding one into another, but the last one had TF2 in it.

So Engi, some chick who reminded me of Gene Wilder's fiancee from Young F., Jeff Corwin (who I think was meant to represent Sniper, and I think he turned into at some points), and some other people went on this excursion to some South American country to try and find animals or ancient ruins or something. I kept crawling through tons of spiders and shit, and some person (who reminded me of Wally B. Feed) kept saying "You officials are all such softies!" to which I had to tell him I wasn't an official or expert on spiders, I was just a girl.

Then we see Engi, who's washing up, still in his RED uniform, who's obviously a bit shy about stripping down in front of everyone to properly take a bath in this little river that runs straight through the camp. The camp is oddly enough set up on this downward slope with a little trickling stream running down it. Engi apparently has a crush on Jeff Corwin/Sniper, and J.C. is oblivious to this. He's concerned about Engi and asks him if he's okay.
"Oh yeah, yeah!" he says nervously, laughing and moving about, as if trying to escape the embarrassment. J.C. leaves him, and then Engi talks to himself, saying, "What are you doing, boy? You can smell this darn thing!" He's looking at his overalls with disgust and sighs.

Engi's washed his arms and face, and then, seeing no one else around him, starts to take off his overalls, until he's standing in red short shorts (presumably his boxers), his boots, and his hardhat, all wet and trying to forget he's in a jungle with other people. PERFECT TIME for J.C. to walk back to Engi, RIGHT behind him, and Engi nearly jumps out of his skin, which I remember staring at in my dream. Dat wet ass, lololol

I had a dream that had some TF2 in it, so I'll post, anyways.

My dream was that I was in some city that was near a lush, green forest. It was also raining, and a lot of the city was flooding. I had a friend take me to a park that had a long strip of sidewalk cut into the woods. My friend dropped me off there, and I met up with Collin Mochrie an Ryan Stiles from "Whose Line is it Anyway?" (Don't ask. I don't know.) We talked and joked as we walked along, and we finally got to the end of the path. They turn around to leave, and I watch them go, and I turn back towards the end of the path.

Medic is playing a piano (quite beautifully, I might add), and Scout and Demo are listening to him. He comes to the end of the piece and says, "Ach, four songs are enough, mein freunds." There is a ring of seats that look as if they were carved out of tree trunks, and I take my seat.

"You play pretty good, Doc." Scout says, slouching in his seat a little. Medic makes his way back to his seat.

"Danke, herr Scout."

"You've got ae gift, Doc." Demo slurs.

"Danke, Demo."

Medic's eyes finally roll to me.

"Ah. Velcome, freund. I haff not seen you in a vhile." (I guess I knew him and the team somehow from a previous encounter.)

"Thank you. It's been too long." I look around at the ring of seats. "Where are the others?"

"Zey are coming. Just be patient."

And then I woke up. It's not the most interesting dream, but I wanted to post it regardless.

Weirdest one yet.

I kept going between watching the proceedings like a movie and actually being in-body as a BLU Spy, but that kind of POV shift is pretty normal for my dreams. That's not the weird part.

So, as Spy, I had at some point had my limbs hacked off and been skewered up someplace. I survived this, and a group of other BLU Spies came to get me, so I was pretty relieved even though I thought it was weird there were so many other spies. Still, I felt it was safe to pass out at that point.

Cut to waking up on the RED Medic's operating table. Rather than regular RED Medic, it's a fem Medic (I can't remember whose design, one that I'd liked). She's just as crazy and German, though. Fem Heavy is curled up on her desk taking a nap, and I can't help thinking it must be a VERY sturdy desk. Also, when she wakes up, she sleepily insists she be called 'Hoovy', then goes back to snoring.

I get removed from my limbless torso and my head is grafted onto an RC motorcycle that the RED Engineer brought in.

So I realize that the other BLU spies set me up, and my horrible tiny motorbike body and I escape the RED base in search of revenge. Also, when I find them, a couple of them are wearing creepy plastic rabbit masks.

I wake up before I can figure out a revenge plan. I never got my body.

So I had a dream I was playing TF2 in my front yard, which without the ability to die was a lot like tag. When you were tagged, you had to walk all the way to "respawn". I was a terrible fem!Spy that could barely make a couple of steps out of my house. When the round was over, we were all walking back to the respawn, Spy casually hit my in the face as he walked past.

"Why would you even do that? It didn't benefit you in anyway."
"HONHONHON YES IT DID."

I laughed at the last two lines

Dreamed I was living in the TF2 universe, but I was on some new map that exists only in the depths of my dreaming brain.

For a while I was a BLU Demoman (which is weird, because I never play as Demoman-- at least, not for very long and not successfully), and then I got autobalanced and switched to being an Engineer, but there was already one Engineer on RED and he was really snippy about not wanting my help so I just hung out with Sniper instead.

Also, at some point there was chili, and a girl who used to bully me in school was on my team for a while, but because at the time I looked like a black Scottish cyclops, I don't think she recognized me.

Had another one. I was the RED Sniper, and for a while, it was just a standard day at 'work', but then I found a cave with treasure and several strange diaries, that shouldn't have been near the base but was.

So I was exploring that and digging up things, around the corner from the battle, but every so often someone from the BLU team would come around the corner, spot me, and kill me (usually the Demo, once a Heavy), so eventually when I respawned, I brought the Pyro with me to keep watch while I kept ferreting treasure/creepy old journals out of the little mystery cave. Then the Pyro gave me a plate of spaghetti.

I had this dream that Sniper and I did i 69, no joke, that was a wonderful dream :D

this one happened oh about a couple months ago, i was pretty obsessed with getting a team captain.

so i'm on this road in the middle of nowhere, and there's a bunch of cheap hats scattered about (i distinctly remember a dapper topper, a tyrant's helm and a baker boy). now these hats were tiny and looked like they were made of cheap plastic, like they belonged on toys, but somehow i knew how to transfer them into the game. i figure hey, at worst i can do some science with these. so pick them up carefully, one by one, watching out for passing cars. then i see a villain's veil hanging on a fence across the road. now i've never particularly cared about the veil but this was before the anger came out and a veil was an easy 1:1 trade for a team captain. so i make my way towards it as fast as i can, and at the last moment, just before i can reach it, a giant weird bug flies down, snatches it and leaves. the end.

at the time it felt a bit disheartening, like my subconcious' way of telling me i would never have a damn bison hat. glad i eventually proved it wrong.

I had this strange dream where i was a RED Medic and Engie and I were growing fast-growing cacti, but someone bumped me while I was filling the bag with the seeds in it with water, so I spilled it and some got in my boots and got stuck in my socks so I had to go barefoot when the BLU team attacked. I think the map was based on ctf_moonbase. It was rather silly.

I had a dream, that Engie and Solly was in a road bar/cassino, they win lots of money in the firsts bets but didn’t wanted to bet anymore and go back to theyr truck keeping the trip, then because of that the guys in the bar start a big fight with the excuse they are faggots, Solly and Engie start to run away from teh bar, Solly was in the front, ran to the truck and turn it n, but engie don’t came of the bar, he run again inside and Engie was being beaten of by the dudes, then Solly raged and roared some homophobic stuffs and they stopped, he hugged the beaten Engie and get off the bar.

Forgot to mention both of them was wearing chess stamped shirts and cowboy hats.

>>8852
i got a kick off reading this in heavy's voice

Because i drunk a whole cognac glas, because of arching wisdomteeth problems. And i dreamed THIS:

I was playing in a match of cp_turbines. I was just crawling around in the vents as red soldier with my trusty Black Box looking for the opening to drop down and to get the intel. Because i noticed that the blue team was more attacking than defending the intel, i thought a attack from above would take them by surprise. Or that i could bring that thing more to a place where my teammates have it easier to get it. As i finaly came to the end of the vent i heard something behind me and turned around. There was this green looking amphibios like thing behind starring at me ready to attack. Came out it was a class. I believe it was a scout. Anyway he just starred at me and suddendly wrote in the chat: Hey you look like a alien. Me: What? Did you look at you? And than we atarted to randomly rping in the chat. While around us the team continued to play we started to tell each other what kind of aliens we are and what is typical for us. It pretty much rocked. Even if it was random like that: Him: You know if our kind comes out a egg we are naked. Me: *looking at him having just some pants on* You mean, you aren´t naked right now? Him:DOHOHO! Me:DOHOHO! Yeah and we would have continued if not a other blue came into the vent and he (or she. On some point i got it that he was a she.) distracted the other blue and went back out the vent again. I was thankfull for this and knew i found a friend.
But still i had a mission. So as i turned again to the opening and looked down i just noticed one demomen. And my thoughts were:
Goddamn fuck, it´s Donny. Yeah the only person guarding the intel is Donny. Well, either i can kill him or just run with it. So i jumped down shot all my three rockets at him and tried to get him while he charged past me. I didn´t hit him and than he blowed up his stickies. I survived with 12 hp and thought, well he needs to get some air (it was just so, if a Demoman charges he just stands afterwards around snapping for air.) So frantically looking for the intel and a healpack i thought: Okay what are my options? I could try to reload my rocket. Scratch that i have not enough time for that. I could take out my shotgun. He is to far to make really big damage, he will survive and kill me. Ahh there is the intel. Okay than for Plan B. Take out the Equalizer and run for your fucking life. I did so and came until the floor as he decapitated me. I wasn´t surprised by it, but still i was a bit saddened that i couldn´t have make it more to my team. Anyway as i waited patiently to respawn again i got suddendly a request in skpye. Someone just asked for help. The strange thing? I didn´t know WHO it was and was a bit confused. I thought, hey is this not the one i just rped with? So i fast closed TF2 to help her/him with the problem. Just that it suddendly was: Oh it´s okay everything is alright again. Duuuh. Thanks.
So i just joined the game again and the round was over. The new round was on cp_egypt and Donny asked where i was, because i just left so suddendly. As i wanted to explain this weird encounter and asked myself all the while where to put my red sentry i woke up.

tl;dr: Too much TF2? Noooo. So not to much.

A few nights ago I had a dream where I was in a bar with everyone from the team except for Pyro and Demo, for some strange reason, and I had to pose as Medic's daughter also for no apparent reason other than dreams are weird. Which was hilarious in hind sight because he was acting like my mother for the rest of the dream. I bought everyone a round of drinks and we had a great time. Spy was going from table to table, being an asshole and cloaking to steal other customers' beer. Then we all got drunk, except for Medic, the only one who could hold his liquor, and everyone was pretty randy by that time, so I was feeling Sniper up (don't ask) and Medic said something like "Stop feeling men up in public, young lady!" I also got to feel Engineer's luscious scalp, which had longer hair in the dream. I don't know why I wanted to touch Engi's hair. Spy stumbled into the bathroom with his balisong out to presumably kill a bitch and Sniper went after him probably to stop him (or join in for all I know). And It all ended with my getting everyone some ice cream. It was a fun and strange dream.

Just had this last night and remembered this thread.
A match was going on in some kind of small, maze-like map. Normal battle, but not like the game.
Like.
LARPing.
With everyone making their own gun noises.
And imaginary weapons.
It was amazing.
Also Medic wasn't even a part of the battle, - he was, however, in a building nearby pulling kids teeth, like he was a dentist or sumshit.
I never wanted to wake up.

Last night I had a dream that Spy was on the run from a shadowy government agency that wanted to experiment on him to turn him into some kind of super soldier. He'd escaped from where they were holding him, and for some reason Red and Yellow from Pokemon Special were on the run with him. Also, I think he was traveling with them before he was captured.

I had an interesting dream last night.

It was just me and Soldier in some hotel room somewhere in broad daylight. Suddenly he's naked (except for the helmet) and I'm like "Wait, what? What are you doing?" and I turn away because I was embarrassed and it was awkward. Turning away didn't help though because I ended up facing a mirror and could still see him anyway.

Then the dream ended.

I had a weird dream where Pauling went behind the Announcer's back and ended up having to flee for her life when she got agents sent after her.

It wasn't quite a nightmare, but super ominous.

I have a TF2 OC (seven-foot-tall alien cyborg), and in my dream, I was playing poker with her. Once I won (even though I have no idea how to play poker), her body split open and Sniper crawled out, because he was the one piloting her. Right before I woke up, I said something along the lines of, "Ha, I knew it was you all along, now Medic owes me fifty bucks."

>>9364
>TF2 OC (seven-foot-tall alien cyborg)
>her body split open and Sniper crawled out
>he was the one piloting her
I once had a dream that this made sense, then Medic gave me a couple shots and I was back to normal

I think I have two good ones.

The first ever TF2 dream I had was back in January while I was taking a cat nap. It involved me, Charon from Fallout 3, and RED Sniper. We were mercenaries for hire romping throughout the Capital Wasteland looking for work, but most of the time we just scavenged for food or broke into houses and killed raiders. Y'know, because aimlessly killing raiders in Fallout 3 is fun.

I had the second dream much more recently, either two or three nights ago. Protip: do not stay up until four in the morning reading creepypastas and TF2 fanfiction. The dream was basically a continuation of the first one, except Sniper had gone off on his own for an assassination gig. He came back a few days later, completely disheveled and wild looking, claiming that something had happened and he was being stalked by the "Slender Girl." He hadn't slept in days in fear of seeing her face again, and being the concerned BROS that we were, Charon and I immediately sought out help. There was a time-skip and all three of us were put into this little glass "house" with a nameless scientist and Saxton Hale. Because Saxton Hale had a Ph.D. in demon hunting. I have no idea, either.

Anyways, the scientist kept giving us these little white pills that we had to take. Since we had been exposed to the Sniper while he was being haunted, the Slender Girl would start to come after us too. I guess the pills were supposed to block out a certain part of our subconscious to keep her from getting in our heads, but when the pills finally ran out and the scientists outside the quarantine room refused to give us anymore, a creepy doorway appeared against the one solid wall in the room. You know that feeling you sometimes get in dreams when you cross over into a nightmare? That was one of these times.

Saxton Hale attempted to be a manly man and go through the door, and as you can imagine, he got sucked in and was presumably killed/dragged down to hell by the Slender Girl. Then Sniper was taken through the doorway too, and I was being forced away from the glass house on a river. The water was only a few inches deep, but the current was so strong that I couldn't get out. I kept trying to swim back so I could save the Sniper and Charon, but then the Slender Girl decided that she wanted ME next and reversed the flow of the river to suck me through the door as well. I immediately started to panic and tried to get away. I think at this point I realized I could try to control my dream-turning-nightmare, so I called for my car/Transformer and he rescued me in this really epic cinematic scene. The Slender Girl decided we weren't worth the time and stopped trying to catch us, but she left the doorway open. It led down this staircase into the darkness and none of us could see down into it. Cue the part where the rest of RED team shows up with Charon, all of us vow that we're going to get Sniper back. Also, Heavy had a mechanical arm because he got stuck in some stupid fence and was nearly eaten by a horde of zombies.

Just as I went to step forward through the door, I woke up to my roommate shaking my shoulder asking if I wanted to go to breakfast with her. I was in RAGE QUIT mode for the rest of the morning.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go back into lurking so I can start writing Slender Man vs. Sniper fanfiction.

>>9429
Awesome dream!

Geez, some of these captchas are freaking impossible.

Okay, so I had another one of those really long dreams the other night, and two sections of it were TF2 related. For the first segment I was the RED Sniper sneaking into this highly militarized lockdown center where the BLU Medic and Heavy were being kept prisoner. I managed to sneak by the guards and swim through what must have been some kind of moat before meeting them at this sewer entrance. They managed to get out of their cells and avoid setting off the alarms, but they needed help getting over the high iron fence. Heavy was too big to get through the bars and I don’t even know what Medic’s excuse was. I managed to get through the bars and push Heavy over the top (fact: common physics in dreams do not apply), but then the alarms started to go off and the guards got all rowdy. I got Medic over the top next and told them to run/swim for it, but Heavy only made it so far before a spotlight trained on him and he was shot. Medic dove after him and was shot next. I shouted after them in horror, and then there was this brief time skip. I found myself walking along a high catwalk over the main prison complex shooting guards point blank in the face with my sniper rifle. As awesomely cinematic as it was, it was actually a pretty sad scene.

The next TF2 segment was a fight between Sniper and Saxton Hale in the middle of the Australian outback. During a sunset. And this song was playing in the background: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NoMI9TeZ0H4&

The song is pretty much entirely unrelated to the context of the fight, but damn it sounded badass. I’m pretty sure Sniper won, too. I don’t remember the ending, but I woke up in a really good mood.

I recited both these dreams to my three roommates. The first two told me I was crazy. The third asked if Sniper was shirtless during the scene in the Outback. We are now best friends Forever.

I had a dream that the all the smokers on the team were taking a evening smoke break as the sun set, and the rest of the team just joined them to chat. Soldier was making a speech about how the only woman he'd ever truely love was America, and how beautiful she was...and then a bunch of trash rolled by. Cue laughter from the rest of the team, and a really pissed look from Soldier.

Oh man, long time no laptop.

So I had one of those dreams a little while ago that seems like it COULD actually happen, but it doesn't make any sense as to WHY it would happen.
I dreamed getting on the TF2 site and seeing promo stuff everywhere for a new mercenary class, the Sargent. This red-headed woman, mean-looking and generally resembles a fem-Soldier, and she replaces the support classes of Medic, Spy and Sniper. I also remember a 'Meet The' video for her and she's a temporary replacement due to the other three guys on vacation/holiday or something, and I remember her chewing Scout's ass out for a remark he made during prep involving something like "GirlScout leader from hell"

Weird dream thanks to being deprived of le Internet.

I had a dream recently that put pretty much all of the (RED) classes in a sympathetic light. Literally.

I remember someone showing me into this room, and all around were these sort of floating windows. Each window contained a class and showed them in a very dramatic and sad scene, expressing regret over things they never did, or wish they could do.

I only remember a few. Medic was with his doves and talking to them and I think he was telling him how alone he felt despite all of them with him. Scout missed his mum and brothers, and his dad who wasn't around anymore.

Spy's was probably the saddest though. He was with the BLU Scout's mother and expressing his love for her in the most sincerest tone and way possible. If I recall right, he was willing to give up his career altogether if it meant being with her. It was the sweetest and saddest thing.

Basically, I guess the dream was the classes admitting things they would normally never say to anyone else ever.

I had a dream earlier that had Tf2 in it. Basically, I was at a convention and they were having a made up TF2 event where they had actual matches played by the people dressed up like TF2 characters at the con. But all their weapons were like Nerf and things that wouldn't actually hurt people... only the original classes were there, too, and they had real guns and knives, and I was following them around, saying things like, "you know these people are here with fake weapons. You aren't going to use real guns and bombs against them, right?" and none of them were answering, but Solly was sniggering about how easy the match was going to be. I was concerned. And somehow, I was with the TF2 team and not the convention-goers, except I somehow got separated from them and rode to the match on a fire-engine along with some other people from the con. And inside the space where the match was being held, it was like a Moebius strip. I did lots and lots of walking, but never seemed to go anywhere.

Dreamed my first TF2 dream the other day.

Was at a con dressed as femMedic. Day passed in a blur. I went back to my friend's hotel room to drop off the medigun and pack before dinner, only to have the real Medic walk out of the bathroom and yell at me for borrowing his clothes without asking. And demand that I give them back right then and there. So I start taking things off. And I can't find my other clothes. And things get rather adult..

...Stoopid sexy Medic

>>10006
I never get dreams this deep. What the fuck are you doing before bed?

Had a lot of dreams while I was sleeping all day. One involved an illustrated, published fan fiction in which Engineer was trapped in a hotel with the Devil and the Devil sent incarnations of the Seven Deadly Sins to try and kill him. It ended with a showdown on the roof and Engineer eventually killed the devil by pushing him off the roof.

And then he drove back home in his truck.

>>10183
The Binding of Engie.

>>10180
This is usually one of the last sites I visit before shutting my laptop down and going to bed. That and I brainstorm story ideas before drifting off.

>>10183

I want a fanfic of this now, and the seven deadly sins be represented as a Teammate and devil be Spy (or another class of your choosing)

I patiently wait for such awesomeness, especially from written works from you Cat!

Finally had one, although it felt more like I was watching the dream than actually being in it.

It started out in a kitchen/dining area apparently located in the BLU base. The BLU Spy entered the room and walked over to the counter and started preparing a cup of coffee, he reached up to open a cupboard above him and then made this surprised little screech. The "camera" immediately moved behind Spy, revealing that the cupboard was being occupied by the BLU Scout, who looked absolutely freaked out; when he saw Spy he stage-whispered, "H-hey man, you gotta help me out, Medic's been chasin' me around with a freakin' needle all morning! The guy's crazy!" After blinking a few times Spy sighed and muttered, "And yet you are the one who stuffed himself into a spice cupboard." Then a sitcom laugh track played.

A lot of stuff happened before and after, but this was the only part I remember clearly. The only thing I question is why Spy even needed to open the spice drawer if he was only making coffee.