Unsporting Predators

Something about Predators in a more Klingon type environment.  They appeared to have abducted me (though I was female and viewing this all from third person).

I was in a rusted metal rack, being forced backwards by chains so they could chop off my head.  Not very sporting I was thinking.

A black a white cat just out of kitten hood was wandering past to the left (of my view which was from in front of the rack).  The cat appeared to be a pet.

When my head was chopped off I then appeared as an energy being and smote them all.

Next up I’m talking to a “female” Predator asking if they had sexes.  Apparently they did not. After asking how they reproduced, I was informed a bit of their hair would fall off and then grow to a new being.  I wanted to ask how many orifices they had.

This conversation took place in a supermarket while in the medical section while browsing for condoms (or sports gel?) with cyclists on the packaging.

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Alien invasion goes off the rails, dream style

On a beach. Aliens come out of the water. Pseudopod things. They attack.  Misunderstanding?

<Lots of filler>

Something about, what about Planet GXX3B (or something). It seemed a good candidate to support life if we could find flowering plants, something, something.

Next I am there. Starts as an aerial shot that looked like a computer game. The pseudopoddy things chase us. We can burrow and a general, me and another shimmy up
a tree, create what look like big wood pecker holes and are safe as the aliens cannot climb.

Next, big rectangular facility. Overrun with aliens. I try to explain my hypothesis. Then we are in a department store, but it has no roof. I am sms-ing Earth saying that the mining operation is unviable and they are operating at a 50% loss.

Something about patchy satellite coverage as there’s one communication satellite and it is in a low orbit. I can see it if I use my phone’s camera. The camera also loads up an astronomy program automatically.

Next we are headed back into the rectangular complex – it has been cleared of the aliens.

The doors shut before I get in. I wind up floating. I had a purpose for that, but the bad weather (windy) kept me from getting more than 10m off the ground. Location is now the park near my parents’. Complex to the west. A reporter and cameraman are there. Before they can film me hovering, I drift off  to some bushes to the east.

They catch up and it is the Bizarre Foods guy. Says he’s been chasing me for ages. He had heard about my penchant for raw meat and “meat guessing?”. Where I take  randomly sourced meat and wing it when i <seen> on it. Not sure if the cameraman was filming during this conversation.

I say the tenderest, most juicy meat I’d had was a bit that had turned green.  Cooked the absolute shit out of it and was amazingly good.

Note: the bit about the green meat is from reality. 

We also discussed that if a dig was being aggressive and growling, growling back at
it would make it go yipe/whimper

Werewolf Trannies and Alien Plots

Dream 1

I was seated on the other side of the coffee table and naked person was playing with their tits across from me. Apparently I need this to turn into a werewolf. It turns out I needed to watch a shemale get off to transform. The werewolf was pretty bad. Looked like a bad attempt at trying to dress up like the devil. Pitiful little horns, some bad skin and red/brown skin colour.

Next the TS was to my left and they had a huge cock. I grabbed it. Despite being hard, it was warm and soft. I wanted it in me.

It was instantly on its back on the floor pulling my cock and begging me to come all over her/it/him. Something something?

Third person view. Hair salon? Office? The TS is looking in the mirror. Makes a comment about two weeks off and surgery. Collegue gives them a closer look. Adam Apple scar? Not sure. They definitely did not know about the TS’s Tsedness.

I walk into whatever workplace it is and start snogging the TS. I think she had her cock out of and was tugging it. Not sure. I do know I did not care what anyone thought.

Dream 2

This one seem to start halfway through. A bunch of men were trying to overthow the planet. Something something.

In a cave. All the men look similar. One says to the other something like “I have to see your ugly face again”. It is an in joke. They are all wearing masks. They are apparently aliens with purply red skin and if you took off the human mask.

They all start celebrating. A grey-haired observer, obviously out of place, but on noticed (me? Someone else? David Attenborough? Phil Liggett?) Is in the centre of the crowd. Aparrently me (or them) has been investigating this collection of people.  At this point wondering what had gotten themselves/myself into and why nobody was worried in the slightest about my presence.

Time travel app on my phone / alien invasion

I was using an app on my phone to pluck people from different times. It was (gone blank).

I wanted to see an Egyptian so I use the app “timeline explorer” and I got a cat with sparse hair, bumpy skin and patterning like a serval. it had a modern registration tag on its right ankle.

When I tried to send it back, the history in the app did not show the regional travel information.

Fires fires and there is an alien invasion. Some idiot is put in charge. Flying (as in I need to dream style) is banned.

I (and somebody else) kidnap this guy and put them in A guitar case. They go berserk as they are afraid of the dark.

We ponder if it would be better to go back 10 months and kill him. Probably do no good as aliens find someone else to do “rule”.

My Own Take on Aliens?

Lots of varied and interesting dreams recently. Also lots where I do reality checks like rereading text. Recall of recent dreams is poor.

Dark. Being chased by xenomorph’s. I am the only one left. There is a dropship I need to get into. The cockpit is accessed via a flip canopy like a fighter jet. I run outside and jump onto the roof and manage to get inside. Somehow I know how to fly it. I take off and climb at a steep angle back to the mothership.

Once there I wonder how to get in. I position my ship under the airlock and find an appropriate switch on the touch panel to open the outer hatch.

I OMS myself up. Once in the docking bay the dropship is just floating. Rather than land on the inner hatch, I manage to get hooked to the correct dohicky (gimbal perhaps?)

Now I am out of the dropship and settling into the mothership, I’m expecting a xenomorph to appear. None do.

Some fuzzy details and now the ship is on autopilot back to earth.

More fuzzy details.

The cockpit has detached. I’m on earth and flying along the cable system to the companies headquarters. Once there i’m reporting in but the guy at the reception desk Has no record of my trip. He waves an almost blank A4 sheet of lined paper at me to show me.

I explained/complain the same thing happened when I came out of a 50 year hyper sleep. Reception has trees in pots and was pretty small.