Recently I've had some pretty weird death dreams, most of the time they involved being shot by a gang or a gang member.
First dream, I borrowed the car keys from my Dad to get something from the car (item unspecified in the dream). As I got to the door, I felt somebody (or multiple people) grab my arms and pull me to the ground in a sitting position. Then people began to gather around me, all black males (note: I'm not a racist person, I think the only relevance this has to my dream is I travel into an area where the majority of people who live there are dark skinned) and they start asking for the keys. (note that I don't actually hear the words they speak, my dreams are mostly silent and it's just a meaning of what they /would/ be saying in my thoughts) then I hand the keys over to one of them, he takes them and walks out of sight, then there is some incomprehensible rowdiness and one of them tells another to shoot me, and then they pull out a handgun of sorts and shoot me in the forehead. Oddly, this doesn't wake me up and I appear to perceive everything as if I'm blind, deaf and numb. It's an odd sensation, the only thing I can really feel is a floating mass where the bullet would have entered. I can't describe what I see, because I don't really "see" anything. Then I wake up.
The second dream, which I had last night was about a similar situation, except I was around some local shops with a couple of friends, and (if you picture something like the movie blood diamond, where you had a group of these "mercenary" type people crowded onto the back of a pick-up with their guns (mostly AK-47 type) in the air) a white pick-up truck pulls up to the kerb and they start firing into the crowd of people around the shop, so naturally I start to run and everyone disperses. I unfortunately enough end up, backed up against a wall and they start firing at me and I'm curled up (like that will do much). None of the bullets seem to hit me, and this one guy is holding a large pump-action shotgun, something like a 12-Gauge and he fires that in my direction, still no bullets hit me. Then it goes all blurry and I wake up.
Sounds pretty graphic. Maybe you've seen a bit too many gang movies? Or you might be some psychic witch.
Quick whats my favorite color?
Anyway, I had a weird dream too. During the summer, I had a dream where we were at this picturesque beach near a big city. The water was beautiful and people played all around me. I was with my family and I could see skyscrapers about 200 yards off shore with a thicket of palm trees and plants cutting them off from the beach. Anyway, I swam into the ocean, about twenty feet. Suddenly, a giagantic purple object appeared in the sky. It had four 'prongs' poking out of its underbelly. It was huge. Inside the prongs was a large ball of fire, that looked like the sun. Suddenly, the clouds cleared and thousands, thousands of smaller ships, the same deep purple color appeared, almost covering the sky in all directions. The prongs on the large ship suddenly began to open, and the insanely large ball of fire began to plummet towards the ground. The people around me were all terrified. Then they all suddenly dissapeared. I was alone. The strangest thing about this dream was that, unlike my other dreams, i could feel and hear everything that was happening around me. I forgot I was dreaming for a while, too. As the ball of fire slowly fell unto the horizon, a large wave of dust, water, and whatever the hell else would have been in it, came charging at me. It stretched unchanged in every direction. I felt ready to die. The water was sucked up by it, I was standing on sand. It hit me about 3 seconds after I first saw it. The strange thing was that after it passed me, I felt unharmed. The beach and city were completely obliterated, though. I was standing on grains of red rock, continued in each direction. I couldn't feel anything now. The world was gone, and I was alone. Then I woke up and I felt so relieved.
About two weeks after I had the dream, we decide to plan a vacation. To Florida. To go to the beach. I was terrified. The dream still haunted me, even though I only had it once. We got to the beach. I was fearful to go into the water. The gigantic hotels behind me seemed like skyscrapers. They had decorative palm trees surrounding them on the flawless beach. People were playing around us, happy as could be. I decided to face my fears and go into the water. I was ready to die again, almost positive it would happen, but still pushing forward through the water. I was staring at the sky. Nothing happened, and all day I was terrified.
I didn't make any of that up, I can still remember the dream plain as day.
Well i dont have dreams much anymore but when i was little all i would get is Nightmares.
One of these dreams is i walked to IGA with my mom and it was her birthday so i was going to get her a card as shes right at the end of the row looking at a shirt. As i was looking at cards for my mom (this dream was about when i was 4) and i found a card and i was going to my mom and the lights start shuting off all over the store i tell this guy around me whats happening he said What? then ignores me i run to my mom saying whats happening!? and shes just siting there minding her buisness then i hear people scream and more lights go out till the store is empty then i hear some roar and about 100 of these little guys jump row by row some being pushed over on people and some are killing people and they look like goblins well they jump to me saying It's him! and they grab me and jump on the stands as the people dead get up and follow the goblins. I got knocked out and wake up in a room its dark and theres goblins around me then they walk away as the Goblin Leader comes to me with a sword. At this point i been trying to wake up but i cant so i keep trying and trying but i dont wake up. Then the goblin cut off my foor and i feel a strike of pain then Smack my neck and i wake up heated and sweating.
When i was 4 i never EVER seen a scary movie only heard of it from my dad and i wont see one till 6/7. I sometime have this dream but its very rare. Anyone know WHY i had this dream?
I had a epic dream the other day and it was where i was a knight trainee and i spent 15 years in my dream geting tought the stuff and growing up then when i became a knight i was walking and my lord was killed by some evil warlock and i become lord of the kingdom and start a huge battle to stop the warlock and there was a huge battle where catapults were going off and knights cutting heads and arrows going off and people useing some magic (dont know why i had magic in my dream 0-0) and i could feel everything that happened and smell and feel pain. As the battle was going on i jumped on this strange running creature and i ran with some of my troops to the warlocks lair. As we fought in they died and i was alone jumping around smacking heads off and more. Then i got to the warlock and he had a huge pet scorpion as i tried to get to the warlock he shot some spell and i dodged and right before i hit the warlock the scorpion hit me in the arm threw my armor and it felt werid then i got doozy and fell down i look at my arm and see the skin have dropped and is blue and red then i lay there and the warlock laughs i close my eyes and open and see my troops come in and attack the warlock and kill him i close my eyes and wake up in a battlefield medic room and they said i wont live long and i gave my sword slowly to the knight who killed the warlock and gave him the lord and i died then i woke up. That was the EPICNESS dream i ever had. I wish i will have that again. But when that scorpion hit me it hurt SOOOO Bad that it felt so real.
You guys don't even want to know what happens in my dreams...
Then why post?
Anyone here know what lucid dreams are?
Where you are aware of the time that is passing in your dream, sort of like you never pass into deep sleep. Therefore sleeping for 8 hours, feels like 8 hours have passed, whereas a person without lucid dreams would feel probably no more than a couple of minutes have passed.
Another dream of mine, this one quite short by comparison, I was at my grans and it seemed like it was getting into the evening time, we'd eaten a meal and I'd gone to relax in the conservatory on the comfy couch :smile.gif: then it got really dark all of a sudden, so I peered out of the window and there was a big alien spacecraft type thing. So I ran to the front garden (it was the direction it was heading towards) and I was standing in the doorway staring up at it.
Then I saw a sort of ball of white light head from the base of the ship and then about 10seconds later a loud bang that shook the house and set car alarms off. Then I saw another ball of light, except this one wasn't really moving, it was just getting bigger. I knew it was coming towards us and all I could think was, "They didn't know us, they never even met us." Then I woke up.
If this is too old for a topic to be bumped, let me know.
In one of my dreams, my brother was spending the night at my house (he's moved out), and we decided to camp out in the back yard. Whilst trying to get to sleep, something kept making rustling noises in the bushes... It didn't bother me, until something started tickling the back of my head. I got up, lifted up my pillow, and there was a tiny Native American fellow standing there (dressed in classic Indian attire). He began pointing and laughing at me, in a very high pitched cackle... Then my brother woke up, freaked out when he saw him, yelled "It's the mighty Kraken!", and pulled a pencil out of nowhere (I didn't ask), and tapped the 'Kraken' on the head 3 times, at which point the 'Kraken' disappeared in a plume of smoke.
And before all this happened, I was standing next to my father, who put his hand on my shoulder dramatically, and said "I'm sorry Jesse... I didn't make it into the New York Times..." Then he turned into Will Smith, hopped on a hoverbike, and flew away.
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The third-rate mind is only happy when it is thinking with the majority. The second-rate mind is only happy when it is thinking with the minority. The first-rate mind is only happy when it is thinking.
i guess this is why they call this forum random XD
yeah, errr i practice lucid dreaming, and so far i've gotten pretty good at it. the only problem i have with it is that sometimes i'm too tired to lucid dream and usually fall asleep. i use the WILD technique, since the MILD one is sorta inconvenient.
In another of my dreams, I had this laundry basket, and it was an AWESOME laundry basket.
It was one of the short long ones, that you could sit in.
Anyways, I got in, and I discovered that I could drive it like a car, so I drove it to California. Upon arriving, I pulled into a gas station to get some snacks, and while I was getting out of my laundry basket, this shifty looking character walked by and was eyeing my laundry basket, so I locked it.
He noticed though, and took major offense to it, and started trying to steal my laundry basket. I was too fly though, and fought him off. The rest of the dream was basically me fighting off hitmen who were hired by the original guy to kill me and steal my laundry basket. Towards the end, I remember fighting this Australian guy who had a cross bow, and I was in a dark hallway, so I lied down, thinking that the arrows would just go over me if he began firing into the hallway. For some reason though, an arrow hit me in the chest, and I died.
That was probably the most vivid dreaming experience I've ever had... It was strange... All my limbs began to tingle sort of, and my vision began to fade to white, and there was this ringing in my ears... There was alot more to it, but the rest is indescribable....
I didn't wake up though. After I finished dying, it switched to 3rd person, and showed this big cave right underneith the hallway, where a mining crew was trying to tunnel up inside the hallway to save me. Unfortunately, there was a monkey with them, and the monkey climbed onto their drilling machine, and caused a massive cave-in. That's when I woke up.
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The third-rate mind is only happy when it is thinking with the majority. The second-rate mind is only happy when it is thinking with the minority. The first-rate mind is only happy when it is thinking.
I wish I would have more dreams nowadays, I can't seem to remember any from when I was younger, except one where I was being tortured be monkeys, and coincidently it happened shortly after my trip to the zoo.
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damn monkeys
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Anyone here know what lucid dreams are?
Where you realise you're in a dream and take charge of your actions.
I enjoy this frequently; it's also useful to wake oneself from a nightmare.
Oh I LOVE that, but sadly I seem to always wake up about a minute after I realize it.
One from a LONG LONG time ago. I was in the first world of Super Mario 64 by the Pink Bom-ombs at the start, and a Goomba was running at me and I was running for my life cause it looked like it wanted to eat me, and I ran up a stone hill and fell into the cannon and got fired into the sky-island. I got stuck there for a long time and mostly spent the rest of the dream watching things going on underneath.
Short sweet and no violence.
I had a rather amusing dream that my friend was trying to flirt with my then 'otherhalf' and they just gave them a confused yet disgusted look. XD Ahh fun times.
A pleasant one that I had was where I was a giant, and I was skating down the freeway on cars... Not a terribly original idea, but there was really cool music, and my friends were all there too... It was nice.
EDIT: My friends weren't in the cars though, don't worry. They were giants too. Because friends don't step on friends. -nod-
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The third-rate mind is only happy when it is thinking with the majority. The second-rate mind is only happy when it is thinking with the minority. The first-rate mind is only happy when it is thinking.
Just remembered a dream I had back when the forums were down. I was on my computer, checking to see if they were back up, and they were, but it seemed that Zuriki went nuts and another Z-Day happened, I try to post a topic and I feel a tap on my shoulder, when I turned to look the last thing I saw before I woke up was some girl(?) holding a gun at my head. And the next the forums were back =P
I usually have dreams when I'm aware I'm dreaming, and control it from there. it's hard to explain, but I do fun stuff.
Once, I was aware and was bored basically playing god, so I decided to have a good look at physics and crap..
I got an A on a physics test I didn't even study for! :biggrin.gif:
Dream-studying, quite neat.
But yeah, usually I'm aware and just play around with physics, guns, and other crap. I once played terrorist and blew up New York with a nuke. :tongue.gif:
Your dream reminds me of Gmod.. [ Freaky the Mighty's ]
>_>
Yeah, I know. I was thinking, "oh this is gonna sound like total ********!" while typing..
But yeah, just like garry's mod, Crysis Sandbox 1 or 2, and a bunch of other games.
I remember dreams... I loved dreams.
I haven't remembered a dream in years. It honestly makes me sad to think about it. What's even worse is that I can remember every nightmare I've had since I was born (not literally). Of course, I am excluding daydreams.
Your dreams, though, sound freaky. Have you experienced any sort of trauma to those effects that would make your mind relate to such a situation as being attacked by what seems to be a gang? The interesting thing about dreams, is that very few of their parts are set in stone. That gang could very well be a symbol for something else; something your mind would relate it to... it could be any number of things. A bad fight with a friend or significant other? A foreshadowing of danger or pain to come? Inset anger or fear of something?
I cannot truly say.
I remember dreams... I loved dreams.
I haven't remembered a dream in years. It honestly makes me sad to think about it. What's even worse is that I can remember every nightmare I've had since I was born (not literally). Of course, I am excluding daydreams.
Your dreams, though, sound freaky. Have you experienced any sort of trauma to those effects that would make your mind relate to such a situation as being attacked by what seems to be a gang? The interesting thing about dreams, is that very few of their parts are set in stone. That gang could very well be a symbol for something else; something your mind would relate it to... it could be any number of things. A bad fight with a friend or significant other? A foreshadowing of danger or pain to come? Inset anger or fear of something?
I cannot truly say.
I fell out with all my friends near the end of high school and they all bullied me. Not physical abuse, mostly mental abuse.
Though none of them were black, I attend a college set in a primary black community however (which is quite a violent place too :\), which could easily explain that.
First dream, I borrowed the car keys from my Dad to get something from the car (item unspecified in the dream). As I got to the door, I felt somebody (or multiple people) grab my arms and pull me to the ground in a sitting position. Then people began to gather around me, all black males (note: I'm not a racist person, I think the only relevance this has to my dream is I travel into an area where the majority of people who live there are dark skinned) and they start asking for the keys. (note that I don't actually hear the words they speak, my dreams are mostly silent and it's just a meaning of what they /would/ be saying in my thoughts) then I hand the keys over to one of them, he takes them and walks out of sight, then there is some incomprehensible rowdiness and one of them tells another to shoot me, and then they pull out a handgun of sorts and shoot me in the forehead. Oddly, this doesn't wake me up and I appear to perceive everything as if I'm blind, deaf and numb. It's an odd sensation, the only thing I can really feel is a floating mass where the bullet would have entered. I can't describe what I see, because I don't really "see" anything. Then I wake up.
The second dream, which I had last night was about a similar situation, except I was around some local shops with a couple of friends, and (if you picture something like the movie blood diamond, where you had a group of these "mercenary" type people crowded onto the back of a pick-up with their guns (mostly AK-47 type) in the air) a white pick-up truck pulls up to the kerb and they start firing into the crowd of people around the shop, so naturally I start to run and everyone disperses. I unfortunately enough end up, backed up against a wall and they start firing at me and I'm curled up (like that will do much). None of the bullets seem to hit me, and this one guy is holding a large pump-action shotgun, something like a 12-Gauge and he fires that in my direction, still no bullets hit me. Then it goes all blurry and I wake up.
What do you think, do I need help or what?
Quick whats my favorite color?
Anyway, I had a weird dream too. During the summer, I had a dream where we were at this picturesque beach near a big city. The water was beautiful and people played all around me. I was with my family and I could see skyscrapers about 200 yards off shore with a thicket of palm trees and plants cutting them off from the beach. Anyway, I swam into the ocean, about twenty feet. Suddenly, a giagantic purple object appeared in the sky. It had four 'prongs' poking out of its underbelly. It was huge. Inside the prongs was a large ball of fire, that looked like the sun. Suddenly, the clouds cleared and thousands, thousands of smaller ships, the same deep purple color appeared, almost covering the sky in all directions. The prongs on the large ship suddenly began to open, and the insanely large ball of fire began to plummet towards the ground. The people around me were all terrified. Then they all suddenly dissapeared. I was alone. The strangest thing about this dream was that, unlike my other dreams, i could feel and hear everything that was happening around me. I forgot I was dreaming for a while, too. As the ball of fire slowly fell unto the horizon, a large wave of dust, water, and whatever the hell else would have been in it, came charging at me. It stretched unchanged in every direction. I felt ready to die. The water was sucked up by it, I was standing on sand. It hit me about 3 seconds after I first saw it. The strange thing was that after it passed me, I felt unharmed. The beach and city were completely obliterated, though. I was standing on grains of red rock, continued in each direction. I couldn't feel anything now. The world was gone, and I was alone. Then I woke up and I felt so relieved.
About two weeks after I had the dream, we decide to plan a vacation. To Florida. To go to the beach. I was terrified. The dream still haunted me, even though I only had it once. We got to the beach. I was fearful to go into the water. The gigantic hotels behind me seemed like skyscrapers. They had decorative palm trees surrounding them on the flawless beach. People were playing around us, happy as could be. I decided to face my fears and go into the water. I was ready to die again, almost positive it would happen, but still pushing forward through the water. I was staring at the sky. Nothing happened, and all day I was terrified.
I didn't make any of that up, I can still remember the dream plain as day.
Then why post?
Anyone here know what lucid dreams are?
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One of these dreams is i walked to IGA with my mom and it was her birthday so i was going to get her a card as shes right at the end of the row looking at a shirt. As i was looking at cards for my mom (this dream was about when i was 4) and i found a card and i was going to my mom and the lights start shuting off all over the store i tell this guy around me whats happening he said What? then ignores me i run to my mom saying whats happening!? and shes just siting there minding her buisness then i hear people scream and more lights go out till the store is empty then i hear some roar and about 100 of these little guys jump row by row some being pushed over on people and some are killing people and they look like goblins well they jump to me saying It's him! and they grab me and jump on the stands as the people dead get up and follow the goblins. I got knocked out and wake up in a room its dark and theres goblins around me then they walk away as the Goblin Leader comes to me with a sword. At this point i been trying to wake up but i cant so i keep trying and trying but i dont wake up. Then the goblin cut off my foor and i feel a strike of pain then Smack my neck and i wake up heated and sweating.
When i was 4 i never EVER seen a scary movie only heard of it from my dad and i wont see one till 6/7. I sometime have this dream but its very rare. Anyone know WHY i had this dream?
I had a epic dream the other day and it was where i was a knight trainee and i spent 15 years in my dream geting tought the stuff and growing up then when i became a knight i was walking and my lord was killed by some evil warlock and i become lord of the kingdom and start a huge battle to stop the warlock and there was a huge battle where catapults were going off and knights cutting heads and arrows going off and people useing some magic (dont know why i had magic in my dream 0-0) and i could feel everything that happened and smell and feel pain. As the battle was going on i jumped on this strange running creature and i ran with some of my troops to the warlocks lair. As we fought in they died and i was alone jumping around smacking heads off and more. Then i got to the warlock and he had a huge pet scorpion as i tried to get to the warlock he shot some spell and i dodged and right before i hit the warlock the scorpion hit me in the arm threw my armor and it felt werid then i got doozy and fell down i look at my arm and see the skin have dropped and is blue and red then i lay there and the warlock laughs i close my eyes and open and see my troops come in and attack the warlock and kill him i close my eyes and wake up in a battlefield medic room and they said i wont live long and i gave my sword slowly to the knight who killed the warlock and gave him the lord and i died then i woke up. That was the EPICNESS dream i ever had. I wish i will have that again. But when that scorpion hit me it hurt SOOOO Bad that it felt so real.
Where you are aware of the time that is passing in your dream, sort of like you never pass into deep sleep. Therefore sleeping for 8 hours, feels like 8 hours have passed, whereas a person without lucid dreams would feel probably no more than a couple of minutes have passed.
Another dream of mine, this one quite short by comparison, I was at my grans and it seemed like it was getting into the evening time, we'd eaten a meal and I'd gone to relax in the conservatory on the comfy couch :smile.gif: then it got really dark all of a sudden, so I peered out of the window and there was a big alien spacecraft type thing. So I ran to the front garden (it was the direction it was heading towards) and I was standing in the doorway staring up at it.
Then I saw a sort of ball of white light head from the base of the ship and then about 10seconds later a loud bang that shook the house and set car alarms off. Then I saw another ball of light, except this one wasn't really moving, it was just getting bigger. I knew it was coming towards us and all I could think was, "They didn't know us, they never even met us." Then I woke up.
In one of my dreams, my brother was spending the night at my house (he's moved out), and we decided to camp out in the back yard. Whilst trying to get to sleep, something kept making rustling noises in the bushes... It didn't bother me, until something started tickling the back of my head. I got up, lifted up my pillow, and there was a tiny Native American fellow standing there (dressed in classic Indian attire). He began pointing and laughing at me, in a very high pitched cackle... Then my brother woke up, freaked out when he saw him, yelled "It's the mighty Kraken!", and pulled a pencil out of nowhere (I didn't ask), and tapped the 'Kraken' on the head 3 times, at which point the 'Kraken' disappeared in a plume of smoke.
And before all this happened, I was standing next to my father, who put his hand on my shoulder dramatically, and said "I'm sorry Jesse... I didn't make it into the New York Times..." Then he turned into Will Smith, hopped on a hoverbike, and flew away.
yeah, errr i practice lucid dreaming, and so far i've gotten pretty good at it. the only problem i have with it is that sometimes i'm too tired to lucid dream and usually fall asleep. i use the WILD technique, since the MILD one is sorta inconvenient.
It was one of the short long ones, that you could sit in.
Anyways, I got in, and I discovered that I could drive it like a car, so I drove it to California. Upon arriving, I pulled into a gas station to get some snacks, and while I was getting out of my laundry basket, this shifty looking character walked by and was eyeing my laundry basket, so I locked it.
He noticed though, and took major offense to it, and started trying to steal my laundry basket. I was too fly though, and fought him off. The rest of the dream was basically me fighting off hitmen who were hired by the original guy to kill me and steal my laundry basket. Towards the end, I remember fighting this Australian guy who had a cross bow, and I was in a dark hallway, so I lied down, thinking that the arrows would just go over me if he began firing into the hallway. For some reason though, an arrow hit me in the chest, and I died.
That was probably the most vivid dreaming experience I've ever had... It was strange... All my limbs began to tingle sort of, and my vision began to fade to white, and there was this ringing in my ears... There was alot more to it, but the rest is indescribable....
I didn't wake up though. After I finished dying, it switched to 3rd person, and showed this big cave right underneith the hallway, where a mining crew was trying to tunnel up inside the hallway to save me. Unfortunately, there was a monkey with them, and the monkey climbed onto their drilling machine, and caused a massive cave-in. That's when I woke up.
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damn monkeys
Oh I LOVE that, but sadly I seem to always wake up about a minute after I realize it.
Short sweet and no violence.
I had a rather amusing dream that my friend was trying to flirt with my then 'otherhalf' and they just gave them a confused yet disgusted look. XD Ahh fun times.
EDIT: My friends weren't in the cars though, don't worry. They were giants too. Because friends don't step on friends. -nod-
Once, I was aware and was bored basically playing god, so I decided to have a good look at physics and crap..
I got an A on a physics test I didn't even study for! :biggrin.gif:
Dream-studying, quite neat.
But yeah, usually I'm aware and just play around with physics, guns, and other crap. I once played terrorist and blew up New York with a nuke. :tongue.gif:
>_>
I dun have weird dreams..
OR Nightmares..
I do dream about certain things though.
:3
Yeah, I know. I was thinking, "oh this is gonna sound like total ********!" while typing..
But yeah, just like garry's mod, Crysis Sandbox 1 or 2, and a bunch of other games.
I haven't remembered a dream in years. It honestly makes me sad to think about it. What's even worse is that I can remember every nightmare I've had since I was born (not literally). Of course, I am excluding daydreams.
Your dreams, though, sound freaky. Have you experienced any sort of trauma to those effects that would make your mind relate to such a situation as being attacked by what seems to be a gang? The interesting thing about dreams, is that very few of their parts are set in stone. That gang could very well be a symbol for something else; something your mind would relate it to... it could be any number of things. A bad fight with a friend or significant other? A foreshadowing of danger or pain to come? Inset anger or fear of something?
I cannot truly say.
I fell out with all my friends near the end of high school and they all bullied me. Not physical abuse, mostly mental abuse.
Though none of them were black, I attend a college set in a primary black community however (which is quite a violent place too :\), which could easily explain that.
:tongue.gif:
This time I ran through streets shouting, "DEATH TO ALL INFEDELS ON THE HOLY DAY OF RAMADAN!!!".
I don't normally do that. .-.