Stories ya managed to write down.

[Lampa]

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Weird. Could you recommend another host or PM me an e-mail address?

[BSDaemon]

A week or so ago, I was dreaming... I was back in my old apartment, and I had to go three rounds with Wanderlei Silva. Somehow I made it pas the first two rounds, then the assistants took the mats out (oh crap, teh street!), and then Silva mounted me and started chewing on my face.

Then last night I was dreaming I was in my back yard, and I spotted a bobcat slinking around. Then this leopard comes lunging at me and reflexively I throw a thai round kick thwaping my futon as I woke. Good thing I don't have a girlfriend, she might have gotten injured.

Anyhow my psychoanalytical conclusion is that I'm probably watching & doing way too much martial arts...

[Stick]

Mega Jesus, the hunt is on!

[JohnnyCache]

http://s57.yousendit.com/d.php?id=RG...8K80PYW5WI5P0C

This is the only one I could find on hand. It's pretty far from my favorite as it was just a shot-in-the-dark contest entry.

I'll see if I can't find something better that isn't too long saved on my U-drive.

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[Samfoo]

Hot Monkey sex - a Harry Potter/Mario crossover

Harry swam in Mario deep blue eyes, struck dumb by the beautiful Italian figure lain before him. Harry knew this is what he wanted, all this time. His heart and body begged for sweet release with Mario.

Mario beckoned Harry to join him in bed. Harry obliged, and lips locked in a sweet kiss. Mario started to strip Harry of his clothes. His shirt, his belt, his pants. Naked, they collapsed on the bed in embrace, so filled with ecstasy. Legs and arms intertwined as lovers loved. Both could feel each other's desire as passions soared, both wanting to feel the other's release.

Wow, that was hot. I'll post chapter 2 tomorrow!

Please don't. Please GOD, don't.

[MEGA JESUS-SAMA]

And so help me god, if anyone posts Harry Potter crossover, slash fanfiction I'll hunt that person down and kill 'em slow and hard.

Hot Monkey sex - a Harry Potter/Mario crossover

Harry swam in Mario deep blue eyes, struck dumb by the beautiful Italian figure lain before him. Harry knew this is what he wanted, all this time. His heart and body begged for sweet release with Mario.

Mario beckoned Harry to join him in bed. Harry obliged, and lips locked in a sweet kiss. Mario started to strip Harry of his clothes. His shirt, his belt, his pants. Naked, they collapsed on the bed in embrace, so filled with ecstasy. Legs and arms intertwined as lovers loved. Both could feel each other's desire as passions soared, both wanting to feel the other's release.

Wow, that was hot. I'll post chapter 2 tomorrow!

[Traditional Tom]

Whenever I have vivid, messed up dreams I try to stumble my way to the computer and write them down before I forget. They make for some interesting reading material later on after I've long forgotten them.
The last one I remembered enough to write down basically went like this;
Mom goes insane, stabs my brother to death.
I run.
Dad kills himself.
I get the fuck outta' the house before I get a fistful of face-stabbidy from Mom. For some reason I don't bother to put on socks or shoes.

It was an odd dream, I love it when you wake up and you think; "Where the fuck did that come from... I better write this down".

[CMack11]

Speaking off all these dreams, I used to have these knighmare when I would wake up where I went to sleep, only I couldn't move and I couldn't scream for help. They were suprisingly real and I usually questioned whether I was asleep or not.

I have those every once in a while. I know it's a dream but I can't seem to get out of it for a little while. It happens a lot when I'm REALLY tired.

[Samfoo]

I had a nightmare about a crazy bitch ex sleeping with one of my best friends. I double legged the fucker, mounted, and was GnP'ing his face, except that he didn't have any head (ala when the dude get's GnP'd in `Kung Fu Hustle'). This was very disturbing to me.

[Slydermv]

Speaking off all these dreams, I used to have these knighmare when I would wake up where I went to sleep, only I couldn't move and I couldn't scream for help. They were suprisingly real and I usually questioned whether I was asleep or not.

Anyway... after talking with a buddy one day, he told me a story of where he took control of his dream... he just realized he was sleeping. I did the same, and managed to conjure up some pretty cool shit... and I haven't really had a niughtmare since. When I do have wierd dreams now... I just take control... turn my arm into a cannon or something and am much better... Try it... it's sweet.... you just have to realize you're dreaming...

[daGorilla]

So there I was (about 10 or 11years old) living in Africa, somewhere in a jungle, working as a caregiver kind of guy with one lovely tall blonde assistant. I was taking care of orphans. This orphanage had two stories, and most of the time was spent in the upstairs. For some odd reason, the children ate, one by one out on the floor of the 2nd floor balcony.

One day as I was doing my rounds (protecting the children) I spotted a tiger down below the balcony. We made eye contact and then he disappeared. So the next child was out on the balcony eating, and I saw this paw come out from under the door near the child.

I thought, Oh Shit! And I grabbe dthe child, and my lovely assistant and hurled them into the house. Just as I did that, the tiger burst through the door and I jumped over the balcony. The tiger was in the house, and I ran around to the front of the house and went in.

When I entered, there was the tiger. The tiger jumped on me, and was maulilng the shit out of me when my lovely assistant knifed the thing in the back, killing it. Unfortunately, I was also killed by the beast. My funeral was modest.

At least I saved the children.

Mantis, Good Gorilla. Mantis, Good Gorilla.

-daGorilla. :)

[Mr. Mantis]

The nightmare

So there I was (about 10 or 11years old) living in Africa, somewhere in a jungle, working as a caregiver kind of guy with one lovely tall blonde assistant. I was taking care of orphans. This orphanage had two stories, and most of the time was spent in the upstairs. For some odd reason, the children ate, one by one out on the floor of the 2nd floor balcony.

One day as I was doing my rounds (protecting the children) I spotted a tiger down below the balcony. We made eye contact and then he disappeared. So the next child was out on the balcony eating, and I saw this paw come out from under the door near the child.

I thought, Oh Shit! And I grabbe dthe child, and my lovely assistant and hurled them into the house. Just as I did that, the tiger burst through the door and I jumped over the balcony. The tiger was in the house, and I ran around to the front of the house and went in.

When I entered, there was the tiger. The tiger jumped on me, and was maulilng the shit out of me when my lovely assistant knifed the thing in the back, killing it. Unfortunately, I was also killed by the beast. My funeral was modest.

At least I saved the children.

[Lampa]

Post your shit then, Captain Big Nuts. I'll happily polish your pulitzer if you produce one.

http://s57.yousendit.com/d.php?id=RG...8K80PYW5WI5P0C

This is the only one I could find on hand. It's pretty far from my favorite as it was just a shot-in-the-dark contest entry.

I'll see if I can't find something better that isn't too long saved on my U-drive.

[daGorilla]

Nightmares, eh? My Nightmare.....

I rarely have nightmares myself, though I've had one or two that in the last couple years, probably fueled by some parental anxiety. Here's one that still haunts me:

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It's dark; cold enough to see your breath. There's a big, dark, looming building, about three stories -- mostly a silhouette shrouded in a cold, thin fog. There's a hot tub and swimming pool behind this building. My wife and I are apparently returning from something, and we come around the back of this building to pick up my 18 month-old son.

My son is standing, submerged in the hot tub, the light from the hot tub illuminates his face. His eyes are open. He is bobbing in the water slightly, arms out, standing and floating at the same time.

I dive in, terrified he has drowned. I grab him and pull him out of the water and hold him close to me to keep him warm. I am crying and shouting at him to breathe, please dear god breathe over and over....
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That's all I remember, but it was vivid and emotional enough to stay with me. Thankfully, I haven't had that same dream again. I had one other that evoked similar emotion, but that one I can no longer recall.

So there ya go.


-daGorilla

[Stick]

Thos who post something recieve t3h plus rep!

Sorry Johny, seems I have to spread some around before I give to you again.

So more people should post their work.