I want to own an M1A2 Abrams Main Battle Tank… sigh
To take a camping on the moon. Nobody else there. I have a space suite, a portable shelter, rations, a map, and a camera. Or maybe a hovercraft of some sort, so I don’t mark up the moon with footprints.
Anyway, I’d walk around and see the sights. Certain craters and formations are of interest to me: Gassendi Crater, The Straight Wall, Mons Pico, Copernicus Crater, etc.
But the best part would be visiting the sights of the 6 Apollo missions that landed, and the various unmanned probes that are still there. Among them are several Surveyor and Soviet Lunakhods.
God, I really want to go.
A friend and I went on a road trip through the southwest (thru New Mexico, then back up through Utah and Colorado). My fantasy is to go to some of those incredible sites in the days before industrial tourism made them maximally accessible, before cars, before roads. Before people picked the Petrified Forest clean of all the crystal, before the south rim of the Grand Canyon was turned into a giant slow brownian motion parking lot, before Arches was paved and fully trailed. To go there alone, on foot, with zero concern of time, with no worries of staying hydrated and nourised (but still to feel thirst and appetite–part of the beauty of the land is the implacable harshness of it, simply to have needed water and sustenance be there when I needed it to be), to stay as long as I cared, and to have the option of returning whenever I needed to when (and if) I chose to return to the company of other people once more.
I want to buy a big catamaran, at least 40’, and sail around the South Pacific. I want to live webcast all my adventures to the rest of the world. AND…I want to bring all my animals with because if I left them for any long length of time I would miss them terribly. Except I don’t think my horse would enjoy sailing the seas. 
…dances around the room, singing happily…
I wish I were a princess
I’m not kidding.
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*Originally posted by ladyfoxfyre *
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Actually, I was just trying to make sure that the fantasies in your thread stayed sexual. And trying to get your attention 
[sub]Guess it worked. 
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Nice double quotes there hun
Yeah yeah, trying to get my attention…blah blah…trying to make me emotional…blah blah…turning me on with the fantasy post in my thread…blah blah…
Turning on LadyFoxFyre without even touching her, check.
Seriously? Promise not to phone the mental health authorities and alert them.
My fantasy – to drive hatpins into the limbs of Pinochet while reciting poems by Victor Jara.
I’ve always wanted to be a “hostage negotiator” who had to go in and physically extract a hostage, sorta like Russel Crowe in Proof of Life. Ya know, hired mercenary, but for a good reason.
That excitement, the danger, and thrill! And I get paid for it all!
Tripler
Except I’d look more like me, instead of Russel Crowe.
Sometimes it would be nice to be conventionally gorgeous, you know? I’m a little annoyed that I’m spending my “chicken” years without actually being chicken-like. Sometimes I wish I was slender (all of me), with excellent fashion sense (how cruel is that? I’m a gay Libra with no fashion sense).
I dunno. I like myself. But sometimes it would be fun to be a pretty boy. Not necessarily even for sex - sometimes it would be nice to come into the room and have everyone turn and look at me for a reason other than my bad hair. (While we’re at it, sometimes I wish I could get my hair to behave by some means other than cutting it off.)
Also, I should like to know how to weave. And I wish my house was self-cleaning.
I wish I could make them extend the metro just by telling them to do it.
My fantasy is to become the next Fallon Bowman. I’ll be famous and rub it in the face of everyone who made fun of me! Vengance will be mine!
~Kittie
Well, that or be a caterpillar
I have a lot of really elaborate non-sexual fantasies as I am quite the day dreamer. I’ll leave out all of the really cliche (insert little accent thingy over the e please) ones (winning the lottery, etc.) even though I do have these as well.
Probably my most elaborate fantasy (not a “gee I hope this comes true one day” dream, but a “I’ve got an hour long commute” fantasy) involves an end of the world scenario.
The world usually ends in some mysterious way --sometimes nuclear war, sometimes a heretofore undiscovered quick acting virus, sometimes a stray comet. Somehow, myself, my loved ones, and a few bit players (to server as easily conquered villains) are the only ones who survive. This part of the fantasy is usually just the setup and so it is quite vague. Basically, a large portion of the world population disappears.
I then spend the rest of the time planning how I’d survive now that civilazation as we know it has collapsed due to a lack of population to support the infrastructure. Amazingly, it is much like making a shopping list or planning for a trip. Usually I imagine myself filling my gas tank and heading for the nearest superstore. There, I fill up on necessities. This takes awhile as I usually put some serious thought into what I would get (usually camping supplies, water purifiers, food, fishing / hunting gear, farming implements, etc.). I also plan on getting as much medication and medical supplies as I can from the pharmacy. Often this involves fighting off crazed junkies who are also looting the place.
Next, I begin to think about raiding the library for information on farming, medicine, hunting, basket weaving, etc. I continue thinking about all of the things I must learn about in order to survive and take care of my loved ones – the fantasy usually involves a number of people counting on me to help them out.
I know it’s a bit strange, but it does pass the time.
[sub]Disclaimer: I do not in anyway believe the end of the world is coming soon, I am not a survivalist, and I do not serisously make any preparations for this eventuality. [/sub]
Nothing major, just the ability to travel at will through space and time. You know, to be able to journey into the past and witness important events in human history. To see William the Conqueror land on England’s shores, to visit ancient Babylon, to see what really happened in the Trojan war, see how Egyptians built the pyramids, watch Richard III’s last cavalry charge at Bosworth field, find out was going on in Judea around 30 BCE, etc., etc. Then take a swing up around Saturn and Jupiter, then head on out for a whirlwind tour of the entire universe. Of course, that means I’d have to be able to survive in any conditions, and understand all languages. As a matter of fact, if I believed in any kind of afterlife, then that is precisely what I would want. Hell, I’d go now, if I could.
Wow, there are several, let’s see…
To be 22 in 1974. All the concerts I’d get to see of all my favorite bands who are now either dead or long gone.
To be in a kick-ass band that while is not on MTV, is fully self-sufficient and can provide a decent living, i.e, I can pay all my bills and still keep my wife happy.
To know how to use a sword.
Be stuck on a deserted island that has plenty of food, with other people, except no competing to see who survives.