Gus on 22/7/2004 at 12:51

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I had a friggin terryfying dream last night. Dreamt I was playing the last level of Thief III but it took place near a castle or something. And I WAS Garrett, instead of merely playing him.

Well anyway, there I was, outside the castle, and the FRIGGIN DOORS slammed open and out came this weird flying-demon-bat-like creature-thingie and yelled at me with a diabolical voice. I tried hiding in the shadows, but the god awful thing spotted me in the deepest of shadows and proceeded to slaughter me :eek:

Woke up and was really scared, I mean REALLY scared, for real. A true nightmare.

Also dreamt about Bafford's and stuff before but those dreams were far more phsycedelic than scary :weird:

CountMRVHS on 22/7/2004 at 13:38

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Wow, eerie timing on this thread...

just last night I had an extensive dream about the Cradle. It wasn't set up exactly like the Cradle, but it did have [SPOILER]a "beginning" section which was creepy but unihnabited (and therefore somehow more frightening), and another section which was inhabited by the puppets.[/SPOILER]

However, the main problem in this dream was that my flashbombs WOULD NOT WORK!!! Last time I played through that mission, just knowing that my flashbombs were available made it easier for me... but this dream was just cruel. For some reason, in the dream it wasn't a simple matter of tossing out a flashbomb. You had to press a certain button, and there were just too many buttons that had all these stupid options, like "small area flash", and none of them worked. I would toss them out and the puppets would get curious and go over and investigate, but no flash. And I realized I had a limited amount of these things and I was running out....

The other problem was that I felt incredibly weighed down by all sorts of packs & pouches, which were filled with things like flashbombs and, I assume, loot. So it made running around very difficult, and getting out a flashbomb was more than a matter of pressing Tab or "F"; I had to root around through all this crap. I guess it just goes to show you, it would be no fun being Garrett in real life unless you had some of that mysterious equipment of his, like the limitless, weightless backpacks and insta-flashbombs.

Domarius on 17/9/2004 at 04:06

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(Hehe, cool error; "Thread Necromancy Warning: The post you're replying to is more than 30 days old." yeah yeah, I know. But this is the "official Thief Dreams thread, so here it goes)

I HAD MY FIRST THIEF DREAM!!
I realised this as I was documenting my last dream in my "Dream Journal", and would you beleive it, I didn't actually realise I'd had a Thief dream until I was writing about it.
I'm sure it was inspired by Beverage_Man's cartoon. I had it the night after seeing it.

I was at one of the Medieval festivals we have here, except the location was huge, grassy fields, in the middle of what seemed like an endless forest, with undulating landscape. (A lot of medieval stuff, performances, battle re-enactments etc. happened that's not nessecary to go into detail here) I was part of some comic releif group (like jesters) and we were charged with looking after all the kids of the re-enactors while they went to a big banquet, in the night. Our group and the kids were all in the entertainment room of a pretend single story 'mansion' that was made of tent and wood, but looked and layed out like one (but scaled down), complete with mood setting orange torchlight from 'torches'. There was 2 boys and 2 girls in our jester group, including myself. One of them was Kate, my ex-girlfriend and best friend in the world (in real life). After we had finished our show for the kids, only 2 of us had to stay and look after them for the rest of the night. It was Kate and I who decided to stay. The other two went back to their camp. We changed from our jester costumes into nobles robes.

Then I remembered there was supposed to be a Thief re-enactor that was going to go around and ‘steal’ things in the evening, and everyone had to be on the lookout. I suddenly remembered, because while in a quieter section of the ‘mansion’, I heard outside the faint sound of the drawstring on a bow stretching back (you know the sound :)). I heard it more than a couple of times, and I thought of the poor suckers playing guards for the other tents. They must be getting 'arrowed' and having to play dead. I went and reminded Kate to keep a sharp eye out for the Thief character, and help keep all our fake 'valubles' safe.

Then, the strangest thing happened: it became real all of a sudden.
The mansion was real, and was fortified with huge castle like walls around the outside, and had a huge portcullis for a main gate. The owners were out with their friends, we were looking after all their kids for them. I remember the sense of our relationship with the owners - we were essentially servents for them, but we were good friends with them, and dressed well, and were on a higher level than the standard servents in the mansion.

I was making my way to the entrance foyer to remind the front gate people to keep an eye out for any intruders tonight. I went into a darkened hallway that lead to the front gate, and pressed my head between the bars of the intermediate smaller portcullis gate that lead to the entrance foyer, and called out to the servant in robes standing watch in the foyer, to be on the look out for intruders. It was dark in there, and the only light coming in was from the moon through the very high windows up on the front wall. They were placed so high, to make it hard for intruders to get in. There is no way up the stone wall outside. Banners hung either side of the windows (they were red with gold designs on them). The front wall was made of solid stone, over a foot thick, you could tell by looking at the windows. A safe, reassuring sight. A storm was coming outside, and the occasional lightning flash would cast light into the room briefly. When he didn’t answer, I thought it strange because I could see his silhouette standing in the middle of the room in front of me, and I was sure he was facing me. I called out to him again, and was then confused to see him slowly bending over, towards me. I peered closer, the lighting flashing again and again, lighting up behind him. The thunder was getting loud. As he continued to bend over, another flash of lightning lit up the back of his torso and the arrow shaft protruding from its center. I froze and another flash of lightning lit his back up again, as the reality set into my head and he finally fell to the ground. I ran back into the main room and frantically told Kate to get the kids to a safe place. She knew what was going on, and I grabbed all these important scrolls that had something to do with the kids and the parents, and shoved what I could into a small room I found, and realised it was perfect to hide us all, because it only had the one door, no windows, and a roof that was separate from the rest of the main roof. And the key for the door was sitting on the floor. (It was copper with two large loops on the handle bit) We could lock ourselves inside. I could hear some noises out in the main hallway in between the thunder claps. The Thief was doing something to a door, trying to get through. Like a quiet banging and picking. I called out to Kate and ran back to the main room. She wasn’t there of course, and neither were any kids. She had taken them all somewhere safe. But I knew how hard it would be to find a decent safe room. She was probably still looking, and I had one right here. I called out louder, but there was no answer. I called out again and again, running around to the adjacent rooms, wondering why she couldn’t hear me – there was a perfect room right here, if only I could find them all! The noises the Thief was making on the door were still going. Then the dream ended abruptly and I woke up.

Yeah I was dissapointed too :) Well it was scarey at the time, I usually wake up if it looks like something bad is about to happen.

Domarius on 18/9/2004 at 05:21

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To be quite honest, I'm really proud of that dream. It was so movie-like, and realistic and atmospheric. The last dream I had that was like playing part in a movie, was way back in high-school. But I was just your standard Rambo character - Thief is WAY cooler. Even though I was just one of the poor scared nobles :)

Keeper Jonas on 20/9/2004 at 04:37

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I think that I've had my first TDS dream, though it could not have been a very good one as I don't remember it per se, I'm pretty sure I had it though. What a shame, there's so much rich fare for dreams/nightmares in TDS.