[**Snowwhisper**]

Username:**Snowwhisper**
Name:
Caspian
Your worst nightmare:
My worst nightmare would have to be my friends abandoning me or forgetting me. To turn on the pact that we made to be friends forever, For them to just forget about me one day and never remember all the great times we had and are gonna have, that would be my worst nightmare.

[Clementine Cloud]

Username:
fluffybubble1

Name:
Lockrost, but he goes by Lock

Your worst nightmare:
A story, by fluffybubble:

Once upon a time there was a little girl. We will call her fluffy bubble, for she does not wish to give out her real name here on the interweb. This girl suffers from a condition called... Arachnophobia. This condition causes her to have a terrible fear of arachnids, mainly spiders. The girl has had this condition since she was little, when It started. One night on the top bunk of her shared bunk bed she had a dream, a terrible dream. The dream when like this: She is there lying in her bunk looking down to the end of it where the ladder is. Then all the sudden she sees a giant (like tiger sized) spider climb up her ladder and up onto her. She tries but cannot move and she tries to scream and boom! She wakes her self up. She is crying and her family comes in and comforts her, but still she was scarred for life...... But that wasn't the end...........

That dream was not ordinary nightmare... it was the start of a chain of night Terrors. The difference between her night terrors and normal night mares is, night terrors are more physical. Night mares are just bad dreams, scary images, ect. When you have a night terror you may scream, thrash around and struggle, breath heavily, and have a high heart rate. (go here for a better explanation http://www.wikihow.com/Tell-the-Difference-Between-Nightmares-and-Night-Terrors) So it was very real and very intense for a very little girl.

But still there's more! Remember how i said "the start of a chain of night terrors" Yes, a chain. This dream was not only a night terror, but a recurring dream. She had these dreams many times, often with different colored and shaped spiders. Thankfully they have subsided, and she had not had the terror in several years.

This is has been a true story about me. Please do not pick this because it might be "a sad story" but because of how interesting all the worst things that could have happened did. Hope you liked this interesting story!

EDIT: Also, this applies to all Foxerflies, would we be allowed to have them be with other OC we might have if we win them. Or is it not allowed?

Ahm, like this guy and my cat OC Glow: viewtopic.php?t=2041489

[knifekind]

Username:
Name:
Your worst nightmare:

Reserve, will do it later. Expect extras and prettying up!

[~Pandasilk~]

Username:

~Pandasilk~

Name:

Beauté. It's French for beauty. This is because I associate nightmares with fear, and fear is beautiful.

Your worst nightmare:

Okay, this is kind of weird, but I'm not making it up. I was me, and my mother was queen of England. As I said, I was still just me, working for a living. I don't know why, but I was in a training camp for soldiers. [i]Hmm...Sounds good so far. My mother was in the middle of it all, on a pedestal surrounded by beautiful women, making crude jokes and drinking red wine. I wanted to be there with her. I wanted out of the camp. So I approached her. When she looked at me, it was like she was looking right through me. I asked to join her. She said no. This hurt, I am very close with my mother.
I came back later, she was still surrounded by people in the lap of luxury. I asked if I could be with her instead of training. She again, rejected me. In the dream, I had worked my butt off and was covered in mud and sweat. I didn't leave that time. I stood my ground, and asked her:
"Why?" she just looked at me, not really looking at me though. Her emotionless face stayed glued on. I couldn't stand the coldness radiating off of her. I had started to cry then.
"WHY!?" I had shrieked. "I'm your daughter!" That time, she did speak.
"So?"
"So? I'm your flesh and blood! How can you be so capable of such lack of affection!" She stood up and walked over to me. She raised my chin, clutching my jaw gently with her fingers. She looked me in the eye.
"Don't trick yourself." Her voice barely more than a whisper and as cold as shards of ice, "You are taught to think like that. I am very capable. We are all capable."

[Tattered*Angel]

Username:Tattered*Angel
Name:Immer (means Evermore in German)
Your worst nightmare:

Reserve! Be expecting editing))

[dragoncatofpern]

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[dragoncatofpern]

Username: dragoncatofpern

Name: Draulin

Nightmare: I'm having a hard time deciding between two nightmares I've had, both of which were pretty... Intense but which I have toned down in order to follow the rules.
Num. 1:
It started with my driving down a lon,g, windy, empty road through what was basically a desert. And then I saw a car crash, with the only daughter of my landlord (in the dream) who had ran into a cliff. A while earlier I had seen a healer in his car so I ran off to go fetch him but I think someone must have seen me driving away in my car. I told the healer what had happened and he hurried over to the site of the crash and I went back home via a longer route. When I got out of the car, the landlord rushed me, screaming at me. I think he believed his daughter, who my dream self quite liked, to be dead or terribly injured. He called me names and with nothing but his bare hands hauled me into a low arena of green bricks that almost glowed. Every word was like a blow. He called out his oldest son, who was quite strong and beefy, and snatched up a huge two-handed sword, handing it to his son and handed me a flimsy, thin triangular cape for self-defense. The son chased me around the ring and I managed to escape his blows for the mostpart. Finally, the father went completely mad with rage and charged me again, this time tying me up and holding me down on the bricks. That was very uncomfortable. He then proposed to me three ways to die. One: have him try to crush my head with the flat of the sword. Two: try and execute me like they did medieval nobles. The sword was pretty blunt. Three: Using scissors to kill me the quick way. And then he started doing them, in that order, and even in the dream they were painful and it was clear he wasn't going to stop. The last thing I saw was the healer seeing what was going on and running over. He reached me, tried to heal me or at least make me unable to feel what was happenin but couldn't. I was too far gone. I died and woke up.

Num. 2:
This one started with me in the middle of a mob with people pushing on all sides of me. They were crying out that I was a witch, and evil, and that I would burn. And burn I did. They pushed me onto a wooden platform over a huge pileo oil-soaked straw and more wood and tied me tightly to a great big wooden pole. And then they set it on fire and I burned for what seemed like an eternity before it finally changed to a different dream.

[Snowflake12]

Username:Snowflake12
Name: Snow
Your worst nightmare: When I was five i dreamed that me and my family where at the beach and out of nowhere i was being chased to the car, where the family was, by a shark. We got back to our apartment and i went to play with my three "friends" (they are 7-9 years older) and the shark showed up at the park. So all of us where running and out of wowhere i was picked up by my anke and was about to go in to the shark's mouth and that's where i woke up

[Chimericect]

Older soul says no cx

[Sora-]

Username: Sora-
Name: Pitch
Your worst nightmare: If we are talking about what I fear the most it would be for me to look back at my life and realize that I am disappointed in what I've accomplished. On the other hand, if we are talking about a unpleasant dream, I would have to say that being tossed from a horse and off the side of a spiralling mountain has woken me up too many times to count in the past.