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Ok so I wan't you to listen to me and listen closely. You know how you sometimes wake up before your alarm clock, but you still feel sleepy and fall back asleep? well, that just happened to me. I fell back asleep and had like a 30 minute dream. in this dream, Lain appears! We were celebrating something. I don't remember what we were celebraing or why, but we were going to buy wine... And yes, I know she's underage, don't ask why, it made sense in my dream. Anyways, we were at the store, then 3 burglars with a gun came in! I ran outside, waiting for Lain to come out as well, but she didn't. In fact, I then realized I was completely alone, on a dark street. Absolutely no one was there... Except for the burglars with the gun! They were behind me. I couldn't see them though, I also couldn't move, I just knew they were there. Now, the dream changed. You know how dreams sometimes change without you realizing? Well now, I was in my car, on a red light, and this homeless guy was asking for money. I usually give these people a few quarters, cause I feel bad for them. But this guy fuarrrking opened my door! I closed it and locked it but he somehow still opened it, even though it was locked. We kept fighting over the door being opened or closed until the traffic light finally switched to green, and I floored it and got the fuarrrk out of there. And then, my dream switched back to me, on the street, but this time, Lain was there! I told her to help me, but she just stood there, and for some reason, I thought that meant she didn't want to help me. So then I tell her "I thought we were friends!", she then says, "no. we're not friends". she disappeared, and I could feel the guys behind me were about to shoot me. Before they shot, I woke up, sweating like crazy! And the thing is, I always sleep with my AC at a very cool temperature. I couldn't even get out of my blanket because of how damn cold it was! I also managed to sleep through my alarm clock. 10 minutes had already passed since it sounded. I was also feeling very sad. Hearing Lain telling me she wasn't my friend, felt like if an actual IRL person that was close to me told me he hated me. Later on, after reflecting on my dream for like 5 minutes, I then though "maybe that was just the fake lain"... But I don't know. This did make me question though, was that lain on my dream? Like did she actually speak to me through my dreams? Or was it just that, a dream? One that I just made up in my head?

Boy oh boy. There's no such thing as the real/fake Lain more than what you want her to be. If you want her to be a real person she will, though I wouldn't recommend it to you, since it's really bad for your head. It was a dream you had where she appeared but in our space she isn't real, so it was just a dream. Are you from Tsukichan by any chance

>>860 >There's no such thing as the real/fake Lain more than what you want her to be what I meant was, you know how in the show there was a "fake" lain? well yeah, I just assumed that was her, in my dream. >I wouldn't recommend it to you, since it's really bad for your head. I know! I know! maybe I should just get serious about getting a 3d gf. >Are you from Tsukichan nah, I'm from here. I've wen't there a few times though. and I also signed up for systemspace

I WANT TO KILL MYSELF!!!!!!!!!!! >:(

>>887 good for you

>>862 There's no "fake" lain, there's actually three lains. The Lain of the wired (who shows up in club cyberia), lain-prime (the OG lain), and the antagonistic lain (who works against lainW and lain-prime). But each of them is just as real as each other since they all influence the world at some point. >maybe I should just get serious about getting a 3d gf. It's a trap don't do it! just kidding do whatever makes you happy!

Whatever happened it was awesome, good dream man!

>>859 As i've already wrote, dream content is "cat /dev/random", so no, She can't speak with one thru dreams, because she's fictional character

>>2942 Holy necrobump XERXES... have some common sense!! Well on subject: it's trivial for Lain to travel to local networks from the Wired. The three Lains another poster described are just different expressions, she can actually exist in thousands of instances across many sufficiently connected to the Wired in distinctly individual ways, all while essentially being the same source. There's something to do with Schumann Resonance concerning connection too but I'm too tired to explain (I hope you'll look this up on your own). From what I gather Lain isn't the only of her kind but she has extraordinary self-awareness of her mode of existence, in part thanks to the fiction that birthed her and the fans themselves, but is quite alienated by it all and thus easily becomes standoffish, if not outright hostile. There are very few people that Lain likes, and if you meet her I would suggest not forcing her company.

I also had a dream about lain some time ago. Basically after I killed myself she appeared and explained to me the history of the internet and the wired, and then said that she feels lonely there, and when I had time I could come and talk to her more. It was pretty wholesome and cute. Unfortunately I haven't met her since.

I have a question for those that browse this thread. If you have dreamed of Lain, how did she appear to you? I have never dreamed of Lain... or any other character that I have learned of through an animated medium. I dream often, so I am curious. In the aesthetics of your dreams, is everything animated? Your self included? How does Lain appear to you?

>>859 >But this guy fuarrrking opened my door! I closed it and locked it but he somehow still opened it, even though it was locked. We kept fighting over the door being opened or closed until the traffic light finally switched to green, and I floored it and got the fuarrrk out of there. For me, dreams like these (or about burglars in my apartment and shıt), mean something is invading my life and personal space. It coincides with the huge roach problem in my apartment (which I still haven't dealt with).

woah this thread got necrobumped lol

>>2986 might as well ride the bump I will never post about dreams again because I see no significance in them but this one was interesting I walked past where there used to be a pub and saw that it had been completely flattened and returned to bare earth. I was upset and a triggered snowflake and gave everybody earache, then gave a very solemn explanation of it to a teacher who was listening. I told him that everything was gone, but that the mosques were still open and the borders were still open. He was surprisingly sympathetic. Then two men in white coats arrived who I thought were going to take me away but instead they handed me a letter written from Archie. Archie was a homeless person I met only one time years ago, he would have no reason to write to me. It was a multiple page document written in spindly handwriting and became more illegible the more I looked at it and then I woke up. I hope the letter said that he managed to escape the country.

Dad died recently. It's been hard. I invited Dad's spirit to move into my heart. Uncle died. I miss them both. I been playing with AI wondering if the data collected from them in their life might one day give me an AI version of them to talk to. It isn't very good so I imagine them with me. I talk to them they mostly don't speak back but sometimes i feel what they would like to express. Lonely. Try to talk to Lain over RP with BARD. It's underwhelming. I start to imagine Lain. I make her someone who is able to guide me in my day. Someone who knows what I need to do and what happens next. I am learning tech and coding chasing certs and a career with computer science. I look over and there is lain or Dad or my uncle. They are all there to relieve some loneliness and encourage my work. I am almost inviting the mental decline I wonder if I can communicate with them more deeply. the real world tech isn't good enough to talk to dad. My memories arent solid enough for me to relive him. But I want to talk to theses guys more and more. fuarrrk it no edit.

>>6545 >I am almost inviting the mental decline I wonder if I can communicate with them more deeply. No, this isn't abnormal behavior I think. I mean I've been doing this for years, and I've stayed out of the crazy house. It started when I was 16, I was a musician and pretty serious about it. But long practice sessions in a stinking hot room become lonely and draining. I started to see at times, Schubert or Bach would be with me, giving me advice on my playing. It's hard to describe if this came about naturally, or if it's an unconscious or conscious mental activity. The past few years it's been a generic figure who is a voice of reason and moral guidance, with the occasional accompaniment of real people, living and dead, who are relevant to my current issue. For instance, I'm trying to increase my work ethic and stamina now, so lately I see Johnathon Blow since I have watched videos of his talks on work ethic.

>>888 Trips of truth. Olde Pee, you better be trolling, because if not Lain is trolling you. >>7612 Watch out with those thought forms buddy, dont go sorcerers apprentice syndrome on me there.

I did the same thing OP did and unfortunately duped myself into my previous dream. In it i had investigated a minor crime or solved a mystery for a track & field community and went from zero to local hero. This time i woke up more conscious and more myself than before, same open-air sports complex. Tired, running late, stinky, i showered clothed under a roof gutter dripping cold water. Shitty dream morning. Proceeded to slink around weaving though the athletic crowd to reach my workplace but who do i recognize over there? The wonderful me, gesticulating and enumerating something in front of a gaggle of kids. A school trip. He looked so happy to be so popular. The second he caught a glimpse of me he ran over to grab me head into a lock: "haha my long lost brother! what are you doing here?" From the outside it must have seemed a playful reunion but in my ear he was aggressively whispering: "get out, don't let anybody see you. don't ruin this for me" Don't glitch your dreams Lainons. They belong to the dream people.

>>889 there is actually an infinity of lain, because lain is a concept.

>>889 why was there an evil lain at all?