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Post by Fomalhaut on Aug 10, 2006 15:48:08 GMT -5
Ooh, I had a really weird one last night!
I was busy with extrascholar courses, but I knew there would be like, a Foster's meeting, so I ran away right after the lesson. Found they were all gone. I was really sad, when suddenly Bloo came down in an ariplane, or well, it was a guy in a Bloo costume. Then a Wilt came in, but he took his Wilt costume off - he was a fat, ugly man. I was like "WTH?", but in the end made friends with him. Now that was quite strange!
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Post by Basil Sunshine on Aug 10, 2006 16:26:23 GMT -5
I had yet another last night! I just finished this really good book called 'The House of the Scorpion' by Nancy Farmer. So some of the plot from that book was mixed with the characters from Foster's Home For Imaginary Friends. I just remember Wilt being there with that apron on (the one he wore in Infernal Slumber) and he was cleaning this little house we were being forced to stay in. We were always thinking of ways to escape. He was, once again, my imaginary friend in the dream. I remember we had to eat plankton (that stuff whales eat) for every meal. That plankton part was something from the book I had read. And I remember that near the end Yakko, Wakko, and Dot from the Animaniacs were there.
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tonya
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Post by tonya on Aug 10, 2006 18:52:35 GMT -5
I had this weird dream last night. Somehow I was in the studio of the creators of Foster's, and nobody was there for some reason. By the way, the show's studio was actually in the Foster's Home itself. On this counter, there was a microphone that was supported by a little platform thing underneith so it would stand upright. I picked up the microphone, pushed the little button on the side started doing some of the characters voices, sounding no more than like the way I do in real life. When I spoke into the mic, I could hear my voice all throuout the house, like on the speakers on the walls. This is exactly what I said into the mic, word for word....
As Bloo "C,MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNN!!!!!!! As Frankie "No! As Bloo "C,MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNN!!!!!!! As Frankie "NO, Bloo! As Bloo "C,MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO- As Wilt "NOW on the list of things to do that are NOT okay, THAT was DEFENATLY NOT OKAY! As Coco" Coco, cococococo? COCOCOCOCOCOCOCOCOCOCOCOCOCO!
I put the mic down for some reason, and then I just suddonly appear in this other building, like an office/buisness type of a building, but I'm not really there, it was now like watching the dream like a TV. Craig McCracken, the human guy, is sitting at his desk drawing, and then his wife, Lauren, looking exactly like Frankie, a cartoon, comes through the door and says something about somebody playing with the speakers. Then the dream switches to another scene were all these women are all around this table, talking about who could do the voice of Wilt after Phil Lamarr dies. So, the women are getting all depresed. One women gets on the computer, I'm guessing on Neer Forgotten, searching around, trying to see who could replace Phil LaMarr. So, on the computer, she's reading sothing written by Pitbullady, but in the dream her username was Putt Bil Lady. Well anyway, Putt Bul Lady wrote something along the lines of "When Phil LaMarr dies, it will be just the same as Wilt dying, the show will never be the same". And the women around the table are just sitting around, grieving quitley over the dreaded future of practically 'Wilt' dying. So then, the dream switches back to Lauren and Craig. Lauren is sitting up against the door looking at Craig with her arms folded, while Craig is looking through some papers. Then he says "Wait a minute....I know who can voice Wilt!". Lauren ays"Who?" And Craig and Lauren both look at me. I'm really happy, they're really happy, and he tells me I've got the job. Then, SOMEHOW, the dream switches over to me coming out of the bathroom after washing under my arms, still wearing my jeans, I'm wearing my dirty shirt around the top of me like a towel. (The hallway conects right into the kitchen). I walk down the hallway to see my brother, Joe, and his wife Debbie. I'm coming out to find them showing mom this little artificial christmas tree he has on the computer table, the computer sitting behind the table. I look into the kitchen to see Wilt, standing 5 ft 6, closer to my height, and he's watching my brother and sister in-law show mom the tree. We both smile at eachother, and then look back at them. Um....nobody says anything about me covering my ,umm, chest with my shirt, ha! I love dreaming stupid dreams.
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Kzinistzerg
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Post by Kzinistzerg on Aug 14, 2006 17:43:40 GMT -5
Interesting... I've been getting dreams from computer games and the occasional TV show or lego thing for years (earliest dream I can remember had to do with an Atari computer game when I was small) but not yet for fosters...
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