I've never roamed the house at night, nor has anyone in my aquaintance that I know of. But I have to tell you, it sure is funny to mess with people while they're sleeping.
For instance, my friend once fell asleep while we were watching a movie. I decided I would help him back to his bed, and got him to stand with a little effort on my part. Suddenly, he started walking down the hall, narrowly missing most of the walls and doorframes, all the way to our room. He stumped around like his knee and ankle joints were frozen, with his shoulders slumped; it sort of reminded me of a mix between a homo erectus and an old robot. :lol: The strange thing was, it wasn't even his house, and his eyes were closed. I was too busy laughing to guide him, but he never hit anything. He even tucked himself in...
My favorite thing to do to sleeping people was to plug their noses. When I was around ten years old, I shared a room with my brother. Sometimes, he would grind his teeth in his sleep, so I would get out of bed and plug his nose. He would stop breathing for several seconds, then take a gasping breath. That, however, wasn't the funny part; I prefered when he began a conversation after having endured the nose plugging. It could be about anything. Sometimes he was completely incoherent: those were his best monologues, in my opinion.
On the subject of dreams, I've had several realistic ones, most of which were sad, irritating or infuriating. The best example I can provide would be the series (In one night) in which I went to school and realized I had forgetten all my homework and the fact that most of my exams had somehow been crammed into that one day. (Ok, it was realistic to ME, at the time)
My favourite ever was one of those falling dreams. However, when I hit the ground, I simply got up and kept running to wherever I was going. I could also jump and "fly" like the Hulk. All in all, quite fun.
The scariest was when I fell asleep after having seen an ant crawl across my pillow. :blink: When I woke up, the power was out, it was the middle of the night, and my brother had already left for the sanctuary of my parents' room. Eek.
Edit: Odd occurence of the post posting itself while I was typing... Ended right in the middle of a sentence!
For instance, my friend once fell asleep while we were watching a movie. I decided I would help him back to his bed, and got him to stand with a little effort on my part. Suddenly, he started walking down the hall, narrowly missing most of the walls and doorframes, all the way to our room. He stumped around like his knee and ankle joints were frozen, with his shoulders slumped; it sort of reminded me of a mix between a homo erectus and an old robot. :lol: The strange thing was, it wasn't even his house, and his eyes were closed. I was too busy laughing to guide him, but he never hit anything. He even tucked himself in...
My favorite thing to do to sleeping people was to plug their noses. When I was around ten years old, I shared a room with my brother. Sometimes, he would grind his teeth in his sleep, so I would get out of bed and plug his nose. He would stop breathing for several seconds, then take a gasping breath. That, however, wasn't the funny part; I prefered when he began a conversation after having endured the nose plugging. It could be about anything. Sometimes he was completely incoherent: those were his best monologues, in my opinion.
On the subject of dreams, I've had several realistic ones, most of which were sad, irritating or infuriating. The best example I can provide would be the series (In one night) in which I went to school and realized I had forgetten all my homework and the fact that most of my exams had somehow been crammed into that one day. (Ok, it was realistic to ME, at the time)
My favourite ever was one of those falling dreams. However, when I hit the ground, I simply got up and kept running to wherever I was going. I could also jump and "fly" like the Hulk. All in all, quite fun.
The scariest was when I fell asleep after having seen an ant crawl across my pillow. :blink: When I woke up, the power was out, it was the middle of the night, and my brother had already left for the sanctuary of my parents' room. Eek.
Edit: Odd occurence of the post posting itself while I was typing... Ended right in the middle of a sentence!
A plague of exploding high-fives.