Lucid Time!

I was dreaming of one of my old OCs, a villain named Charles Kid. He was a cybernetic human-cat hybrid who was always trying to take over the world with your classic over-the-top villain schemes.



An old drawing of this character. I mean like OLD OLD, like 2011 OLD

I think the dream was taking place at Doofenshmertz Evil Inc from Phineas and Ferb. Though it felt like we were at ground level...

He had just invented these new devices. They were little cuffs with rockets on them that would fly onto people and the rockets would fire out of them to control where the person went.

Charles was planning to release a virus that would turn all of the humans in the world into monsters or kill them or both. He asked (well, forced rather) his assistant, a character who I did not create, a boy named Gregor to build his evil virus-releasing device. I remember him saying to Gregor that "It's just a simple turbine generator... shouldn't be hard for you..." Gregor was a genius boy of about 15 with curly brown hair.

Gregor was his captured slave and somehow important to the plot. At first, he refused to build the virus turbine for him, but Charles sent some of the cuffs onto his hands and the rockets fired and slammed him into a wall. He then shocked him with the cuffs and told him to get building right away.

Then, like something out a comic book, Myself, Manei and Marcus busted through the wall of his lair. (The more I think about it, the whole dream kind of looked like it was an animation.) Charles tried to sent the flying rocket cuffs to capture us. Marcus pulled out guns and shot them out of the air. He then distracted us by sending some of his robots (something he did have when I wrote his character) to attack and put more cuffs on us when we were distracted.

I remember the last scene where he used the rockets to pin Manei and Marcus to a wall. He put a second set of cuffs around their legs. Then the cuffs in on my arms somehow activated the hidden blades I have in my wristbands. (How did he even know about those?) The rockets on the cuffs started pulling me toward my friends.

I yelled "Stop!" and the dream ended.

That character wasn't nearly so dark and twisted when I wrote him back a few years ago...

So for the first time in awhile, last night, my dream actually had some amount of continuity. It was still all over the place, but it makes enough sense that I can say for sure what happened.

I was riding in my family's old van. My dad was driving and I was sitting in the back seat. I remember feeling shorter as though I were much younger. My dad said something about going back to high school. I told him that I was excited to go back, but that I hadn't gone to high school for a number of reasons.

I had some insane amount of false memories at a moment where I would have otherwise become lucid. I explained to him how I had first been sick, then school had been on break, then my family had gone on vacation, then we had several snow days in a row, then I transferred to a vacation home for a few months.

He dropped me off at school. I remembered that my first class was gym. It took me some effort to remember my locker number was 318 (that was my actual locker number when I had gym class in sophomore year of high school). I looked in my locker to see if I had left my gym clothes there. Then my old gym teacher showed up but he was wearing glasses and we went and started playing dodgeball.

I remember thinking that I should go to the office and get a print off of my schedule so that I can remember what my other 5 classes were.

...

I somehow wound up back in the car with my dad again. There was a big wall cloud blowing in from the west and I asked my dad to check the weather report. He had a small laptop and he set it between the two front seats of the van so that I could see. It looked like we were going to be getting a big storm.

...

This gave way to a dream about a heist of a bank vault in this skyscraper in this big city. I was being chased by guards to the rooftop of the building where I jumped off and activated this glider pack and flew away.

My sleep has become very irregular and my dreams have become very mucky and difficult to comprehend as of late. This doesn't feel like my typical dry spell.

I think that I mentioned at least once before what seems off about my sleep, but I'm going to go into detail and talk about it once more. For some odd reason, I've been very tired when I go to sleep. Usually, (ever since I started lucid dreaming) there is a sort of waiting period for falling asleep. Like I didn't just lay down and immediately pass out until now.

I don't seem to have my natural awakenings any more, (or any discernible sleep cycle either. I recall before this began happening I would frequently go to bed at 10:30 or 12:00 fairly regularly I would have one awakening at about 3:00am and another at about 5:30 before awakening at 7:00.

Waking up is probably the worst part of it. Now I'm no early bird in that I'm usually not motivated to get out of bed, since this new sleep pattern emerged, I feel downright miserable when I get out of bed, and it seems like I want to just stay in bed all day. (One morning last weekend, I slept from about 10:00 at night until 11:00am the next morning, and still felt absurdly tired after sleeping 13 hours straight. However, about half an hour after I do manage to get out of bed, I rested.

Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night dying of hunger or thirst, or desperate to use the bathroom. Something else that I am not accustomed to happening when I sleep.

The though definitely the strangest part of this is the way that I dream. My dreams have been, for the most part, fragmented, indescribable and extremely mucky. (Really the best way to describe what I dream of is just madness. There is, for the most part a lack of any logic or reasoning.) But that's not the weird part. The weird part I recall getting lucid several times each night, though due to the fragmented nature of dreams my lucidity is usually lost very quickly.

Whatever shift has happened to my sleep cycle, I wish only that it can be changed back.

I think this is the third night in a row I've had some kind of lucid dream, but like the others, it was fairly sludgy and I didn't seem to have good control over my own actions. I only remember a bit of it.

I was in a coliseum or arena like area. It was very much like the arena from the ending of attack of the clones in that it was in a desert-like environment and the arena was built out of sandstone. There was this big army of roman soldiers coming in. (I don't know that they were Romans, They had red crests on their helmets and all fought with short roman swords. There was some antagonistic general riding a chariot. And in the dream I remember thinking about and wondering why I was getting attacked by them and what they might symbolize)

I remember I jumped and flew a short distance up into the bleachers of the coliseum to get away because I was getting surrounded. I saw the general guy right behind me on the next step down. He had two of the swords and was getting ready to attack me.

"Fus Roh Dah!"

There was no blue sonic wave, like in Skyrim, but the general went flying back into the bottom of the coliseum. I saw more guys coming from higher up on the stairs. I began throwing fireballs at them. I then ran sideways along the bleacher as more of the roman guys poured in. I picked up swords from some of the dead ones and fought a couple of them in sword fights. I then decided that I should stop them from coming in since they seemed to be basically endless.

I tried to use earthbending to close off the doors but it didn't work. I then remembered that magic words seem to work well.

"Azarath Metrion Sythos!"

Two stone slabs that made up part of the bleacher started glowing black and I picked them up with a hand motion and used them to knock down an entire legion of the roman guys. I then blocked one of the doors using the slabs.

...

Somehow or other I found myself in my house. The second in command of all the roman guys showed up. He was big and had gold decorations on his armor. He pulled a double-ended lightstaber off of his belt. We fought for a few seconds but I hit him in the head with some blunt object. His metal helmet broke like glass and he fell over. He asked me not to kill him.

I realized that he was actually my friend C. He said that the general was mind controlling everyone and that by breaking his helmet I had freed him from the mind control.

Other stuff happened but I cannot recall what.

-WBTB-

Something to do with having a water fight with some friends, though I was wearing this weird blue swimsuit that made it hard for me to move.

Something to do with being late for my summer class. For some reason I was running up all these flights of stairs trying to get to class in time and worrying about some homework that I should have done. I think I was in some kind of hotel or dorm environment.


I was flying some kind of space fighter ship on patrol low above the moon. This big ring shaped ship that belonged to my friend S came out of nowhere and started missiles firing at me. He hit me twice and my ship was almost completely crippled. I turned around and rocketed toward him and hit him causing the ring to break and the whole ship to disintegrate.

What we were doing turned out to be a game sort of like Kerbal Space Program. He showed me this base he had built on the moon where the ring ships were built.


Something to do with the Teen Titans. Only they didn't look animated, they all looked like real people. Cyborg had some kind of malfunction that caused parts of his robot body to go haywire and automatically attack the other titans. I remember his arms and legs detached and came after everyone.

We had to dispose of his computer chip or something to return him to normal. This meant that I had to fly this big plane over the ocean and drop the chip from a certain height onto a certain spot on the ocean.

The ring shaped ship showed up again and shot the plane's engines.

The scene repeated several times.


I was back in my own neighborhood so this might have led into the lucid part of the dream. There was something to do with my next door neighbor having two driveways. Starfire showed up and asked me if that was normal. I think that's what caused me to become lucid but I don't remember.


I actually remember getting lucid twice last night, but I forgot what occurred while I was in one of the lucid dreams.

I do remember the other lucid involved me practacing waterbending on the lake behind my house. I was experimenting with different moves seeing what would work.

I remember using the push-and-pull move. (Thinking that it is a very basic move, also the first one that they ever did on the show.) But I was able to push-pull the whole entire lake making a big wave go from one side to the other. I sloshed it back and fourth faster and faster until the water filled up all of one side.

I then remember making the water into like a stream or a whip. The whip was disappointingly small and thin, but I seemed to have a good level of control over it.

I then tired making like a ghyser or a spray erupt out of the water but it didn't work. The water just bubbled up a little bit.

There was actually some long elaborate dream linked into this that I do not recall. I only remember what I was fighting with this guy with short black hair who was the president of a university campus, when something tipped me off that I was dreaming and I became lucid.

He sent guards after me but I flew around inside of this big modern glass building and flew threw a window at one point. I remember there being the strangest sensation of the glass breaking on me. Because it was a university, there were a bunch of students who looked in amazement when I was flying.

Eventually I did talk with the guy and we worked out whatever argument we were having.


My dream recall has been terrible. My sleep has felt weird lately, like I am sleeping like a rock without the regular awakenings and dreams are very hard to recall, and I wake up feeling very tired, though this wears off very quickly about half an hour after I get out of bed.

other bits and bobs, I can't remember what date these go to.


Something to do with being in this race to get from one side of the USA to the other across an interstate highway. I was driving a white moped but it kept breaking down. Luckily there were auto repair shops like every 500 feet along the side of the road...


Alien astronomy. I am in what feels like my backyard, though really I am on another planet. I believe Marcus is there he has this really big old steampunk style telescope set up and he is turning all of these gears and cranks to look at different planets in the sky.

I remember the sky was already weird. There were several moons big enough to see with the naked eye. The biggest one was this white ice moon. There was also a green gas giant with rings but it was small; only about half the size of the moon in the sky. We did look at it through the telescope though and get a clear view of the storms on the surface as well as the rings.

There is a dim red star in the distance that on this planet was called the 'nightsun'. It was a sun that orbited around at night to ensure it there was always a small amount of light.


Rave party. On the beach. (The location actually felt really farmiliar, perhaps from another dream.) Weird distorted electronic rock music. Weird dream food. I think there were more weird planets in the sky.

Raiah was the DJ. I got to enjoy the party for only a minute or two before the dream changed. Manei appeared but she was a character in a dating sim and was talking to me in a little diolouge box. Then Raiah became a character in a dating sim. Then I became female and was the third character. I became semi lucid.

I had somehow or other been taken to this remote location that was named to be some kind of summer camp but was really more like Juvy or Prison. The camp was in the woods, on top of a hill in the middle of nowhere. The outer are of the camp, all of the property that they owned was fenced off by a chain-link fence with barbed wire. The inside wall was a high concrete wall with four guard towers at the corners.

In the camp there were four Quonset huts that were the different dorms. Each dorm had slightly different uniforms and rules, and was for a different personality type (They were kind of like the Hogwarts Houses). There was a cafeteria building, a couple classrooms, and an administration building where security guards met and guarded the whole building.

The Head Master (who looked kind of like like Kim Jong Un) came out and told everyone that he made a deal with them. Since his camp was really strict, he would use deadly force on anyone caught trying to escape. But, if they made it past the outer fence, he would call off his guards and leave, because clearly, anyone good enough to try and escape and get out was too strong willed for them to contain.

I remember us having uniforms at the camp. Not really much to say about them, they were kind of generic, suit and necktie for boys and dress for girls.

I don't remember much about the content of the camp, what we learned. Some of the stuff was basic school stuff, math, science, etc. Some of it was stuff designed to brainwash us into thinking that our leader (the headmaster of the camp) was great. I also took note of the fact that they fed students very generously and had not physical education program, and that students who had been around awhile had grown to be quite pudgy. I figured this was part of what made it harder to escape.

I do remember going to the class a couple of times. The teacher was a stern old witch and the class was taught in a very old-fashioned looking classroom. I remember class went on for many hours each day, though the material that was covered was fairly elementary.

I remember classtime was important, particularly to people who were planning escapes. It gave us hours where we could plan things. Most of the books we were given had extra blank pages to make them look thicker and more educational, and disguise the amount of actual content in them. These could be easily and quietly removed one at a time giving you free paper to write notes to students that you otherwise wouldn't have.

Others insisted on using mealtime to make escape plans and relay information. Like I said, the food here wasn't the best. It seemed like their intention was to fatten students up with the amount of doughnuts, pies, rolls and mac-n-cheese they were always serving us, and something about some of the dishes tasted really off. There were probably some horrible mind-control chemicals or something in them. Though there were foods I found good, particularly the apples that they always had in a bowl at the end of the counter. They were picked from an apple tree just inside the concrete wall by a small patch of bush. It was the only place in the camp that was not mowed.

And just about everyone I talked to wanted to get out or tried making escape plans. I remember being in the bathroom of my dorm building (It was the only place that there were never any security guards.) A dark, dirty and stinky place. The dorm was also co-ed so there were boys and girls sharing a bathroom. It seemed as though those of us freshman. (People who had been here just a couple months, or had just arrived) Were much more inclined to hatching escape plans than our seniors. Probably because more of the seniors had been brainwashed or realized that escape was futile.

I do remember not any more than a couple days after I got there, the sophomores tried to escape. Nearly the entire class was in on it. I remember watching from the window at my dorm. I knew their plan was to sneak onto the food truck that delivered to the cafeteria and hide in the empty boxes and sit back as the food truck drove them away. They had actually invited me to join as well, but I declined them telling them I would get out later. I was glad I didn't join up with them, because the plan ended up failing, they were caught by the guards.

Did I mention the levels of punishment here? Level one, for just a minor one time thing was just a harsh scolding. If you did something against the rules on purpose, you were paddled. If a big violation earned you public whipping, and formulating or attempting escape plans earned you death. The leaders of the team were put to death, while most of the other students got off with a whipping. (Moreso because they didn't want to kill off the entire sophomore class.)

Yeah, I was going to escape. But I was gonna come up with my own plan, one that I knew could not fail. But first, I was going to need intel and I was going to need to get in good with the headmaster. Intel was the easy part. I remember this short black girl who seemed to know an awful lot about the school and was great at channeling information. I asked her to send all that she knew to me in code.

Getting in good with the headmaster guy took some sucking up. Trying in the classes. I even wrote a short speech about how great he was for extra credit. This got me major points with him, but made me lose trust with some of the students thinking I had been brainwashed. The black girl didn't lose trust in me though, she knew it was all part of my plan.

The one other thing I had to watch out for was the way the school caused people to fall out of shape by serving carb-laden foods and the lack of a phys-ed program. This was easy, I would go into the bathroom during the middle of the night and practice martial arts, that coupled with just staying away from the weird-tasting food kept me in fighting shape for the day of my escape.

At one point, I found out an alternate escape route. Originally I was going to get out the front gate, but I found that by the apple tree and the one area of plant growth inside the wall; if you were to sneak in there, there was a small hole somebody had dug beneath the concrete wall. It was difficult to fit through, but I managed to do so. On the other side was a sheer drop-off about 50 feet of clifface. This was where the camp/prison place drained all of their water and there was a small stream running out of the base of the mountain.

There was also a rope bridge along with many platforms that connected the trees in the forest that lay beyond. You had to jump from platform to platform, but they led you about halfway out to barbed wire chain-link fence. The funny thing was, I could even see a hole in that from where I was standing. I was also paying attention to the drainage pipe. It was more than big enough to crawl out of. It was big enough for someone short like me to walk out of.

There was a male student sitting on one of the platforms fishing with a makeshift pole. He told me that this was an escape route he had made to help students get out. It all seemed a little bit too good to be true, and I thought that there was no way it could be this easy, or many more students would have done it a long time ago. Sure enough, it was a trap to see if I would escape or if I was loyal, and by refusing to escape, I had proven my loyalty.

It was a few days later. The other students thought that my escape had failed and that I had been punished. I told them that was not the case and showed them a drawing of the escape platforms in the woods and told them about the trap. I then went outside and sat under the apple tree. All of the other growth had been mowed and cut down, but the apple tree remained. I helped myself to one when the Headmaster showed up. He congratulated me for remaining loyal and doing well in my classes. He took note of the fact that I was not wearing my uniform necktie, but didn't seem to care.

He got up to leave, but I dropped the apple I was going to eat. He picked it up for me. It was a shame too, he started to seem like a nice guy, and it was time for my escape plan, too.

I lunged at him from behind. I wrapped my necktie around his head, gagging him. I put a couple of sharp pencils to his neck. The guards noticed as I started walking him around to through the dorms to the front gate. I told the guards to open the gate and they did. Just outside the main gate, I let the man go, but left the necktie gag on.

"Good Game!" I sneered at him, and got into my parents' green van that had been left in the parking lot. I got the emergency key and drove off.

...

I was hunted by some of his guards. (He didn't keep his promise.) I remember I stopped at a gas station and the guards tried to disintegrate the van using laser guns. I had to get into an old white car in order to get away.

There was also some alternate part of the dream where the platforms in the woods were not a trap created by the headmaster, but rather the test you needed to pass in order to graduate.

I was looking at this thread that had been posted on Dreamviews. The OP said something about posting pictures of the planets, and that we could have nudity if we wanted to. I scrolled down and saw that everyone was drawing pictures of different girls in different skimpy outfits.

I got to (Post number 8 I think it was). It was by DawnEye11. She said something about Manei and myself and posted a drawing of a very tall, thin boy with blonde hair and blue eyes wearing a long white coat. It looked sort of like my cousins' anime style though. He had a round stomach though and sort of looked like he was fat. She posted about how the thought that the round stomach made him cuter. I wanted to reply asking her how that was supposed to be a picture of me and Manei but there were a bunch more posts, so I wound up PMing her instead.

I scrolled down to the end of the thread. I forgot who had made this last post but it was an AMV. There was something in the description that was referencing Manei's tribe and I clicked on the video.

The music was weird enough as it was. There were a bunch of muscular looking guys with short hair and two long braids going down either side from behind the ears. They were wearing blue sparkly shorts and making a beat on these weird drums that sort of sounded like lava bubbling or something. They kept chanting 'Ranuranurah' at regular intervals. The girls came out and looked sort of like las vegas showgirls with big feathers on their butts. They started dancing by shaking their hips. (Keep in mind this was all animated.)

Then a character who looked like me but had really big eyes appeared and shouted "Lava Solo!" and it cut to this lava monster sitting in a lava cave using two pieces of stone floating on the lava as turntables to make the bubbling sound that the drummers were. The lava monster looked CG. His head came off and his eyes got really big and flew towards the screen. This suprised me (Kind of like a jump scare) and I woke up.

Dream music is so weird.

I can't recall what dream goes with what night since I haven't felt the need to post. A combination of lousy dream recall and the fact that my DJ is becoming ridiculously big has to do with that.

I recall a quite elaborate NLD where I was touring rural china on a bus. There were all sorts of absurd things on the bus such as people with chickens and goats. Though I got off at the wrong stop and got left behind in some random village, where I found an exact duplicate of my own house from home.

I went inside, but I was followed by twin criminals/bandit boys who I fought with martial arts. I remember I was trying to call the police since they were stronger than me and I couldn't fight them off.

Now these next two dreams were both 'Lucid' in the fact that I knew that I was dreaming. But I still didn't feel like I was all there. Kind of like lucid dreams that I sleepwalked through. Something feels off about the way these LDs were, so I'm not counting them as proper LDs.

The first dream involved conflict with some sort of monster. If I recall correctly he was called my someone a 'Lucid Demon' He was all black made of armor plates and spikes and had two long flail like weapons and chains. He kind of had cartoony proportions with huge shoulder plates, a broad, bulky chest, and a tiny head, but was made of real-looking material.

I was fighting him in third person perspective. It was a really intense and destructive battle and we were punching each other through houses and I was using my fire to its full extent hurling huge swirling red and blue fireballs at him. (Shame I couldn't be more lucid than I was for that kind of control.) I think I beat him eventually.

I got more lucid, but I still wasn't perfectly lucid or completely there. I was now in my parents' bedroom. The walls were painted orange though. Manei walked in and tried to feed me some kind of chocolate truffle she had on a plate. I told her she should eat it instead, she deserved it more. I also said something sarcastic about not eating enough chocolate in WL. She ate it then started trying to tickle me. I told her to stop bothering me because I thought the lucid demon might come back to life and attack her.

^You see this really irritates me that this can happen to me sometimes where I am interacting with my dream guide and mentioning waking life, but I am not properly lucid.

-Another Day-

The other lucid involved me flying around on a magic quilt in my neighborhood. (The Quilt is actually one very specific one that I have in my closet right now.) I was flying around my own subdivision where the woods trail is.

I came across these two douchebags. (Literally they looked just like douchebag type of characters, with shutter shades, baggy pants not pulled up all of the way, a shirt that said 'YOLO', you name it, they had it. So I have every right to call them that.)

I became lucid and the magic quilt lost its power and fell on the ground. I caught myself in the air and started flying on my fire jets and impressing the DCs. I could tell they were looking for a way to insult me, but it's kind of hard to insult someone who is flying around on a column of flame.

...

I was trying to get the characters to become good people by talking to them while we walked together on the woods path. But these little white dogs appeared and started barking at me when I tried to talk. I tried talking and telling them to be quiet to them (knowing to some extent that it was a dream and that I should be able to talk to animals.) But they kept barking and started trying to bite me. I tried to swipe them away by moving my hand over the spot in my field of vision where they were, but they didn't go away. I woke up from frustration.

I was in my old high school locker room. My college roommate was there as well and was naked. I was not naked but I was in my underwear and I was trying to get a large number of legos to fit inside one of the lockers, but they kept falling out all over the floor.


I was leaving my old high school. (Same dream, quite possibly). In the parking lot, I ran into the skinless giant from Attack on Titan (that I haven't watched by the way, though I assume he is normally a bad guy.) He was friendly here, though and asked me for a fist bump. He got down on his knees and put his fist near me. It was about the size of a small house. I gave him one, and he walked off happy.


I remember moving some kind of tracking device attached around my left leg while sitting on the patio by the lake in my backyard. I peeled it off of my skin and saw that it was sticking a needle in. Pulling out the needle was painful and it was attached to some tube running up the inside of my leg. I threw the device in the water and called a doctor to get the tube out. I remember very clearly throwing the device in the water and seeing the little cloud of blood in the water. The spot on my leg where the needle went in was a pretty big cut but it wasn't bleeding at all.


I was on a space mission. Scientists had discovered a new planet in orbit around our sun and named it 'Japan'. It was a little bit smaller than earth, but shared our orbit and had oceans and plant life, but we didn't know if there were animals or people. They sent me and one other person, I think on a hyperdrive-capable spacecraft to the planet. When we got there, we discovered that the only people there were Black Star and Death the Kid. (Okay, I think the dream is being a little bit insensitive calling the planet Japan and populating it with anime characters, blame my subc.)


I was playing a lucid dreaming themed video game, as myself. I was able to fly around with fire jets through some kind of jungle area. There were big clear areas surrounded by stone walls that were broken in places, and there were clouds of fog everywhere. This later transitioned to my own neighborhood. The graphics of the game world looked current-gen (more or less realistic) but my character looked like a 2D sprite. The fire jets also looked really clear. The game had a speedometer saying how fast I was going. It maxed out at 40m/s (or about 18 miles per hour, way to go game, there are real people that can RUN faster than I can FLY 90mph nevermind I'm terrible at math.)

The first dream had something to do with me and my mom living with these monks in china. Being with them was nice and they lived in this monastery in the woods. They all wore orange robes and they didn't speak much English. They only knew a few basic words.

The dream was very long, but many of the details escape me. I only recall the ending where we decided we should go home, but one day come back to the monastery. I was walking around. I remember looking at the woodland around the monastery and thinking how beautiful it all was. I was thinking about how it would be nice to see something like that in a lucid dream.

I remember one of the monks said he would be happy to drive us to the train station and say goodbye. He drove us in this old white van, and he was a really reckless driver.

-WBTB-

The second dream was absurdly long. It had something to do with me being asked to design a cafeteria building for a college campus then build it. Building it was something akin to Minecraft. I spent what felt like hours putting the structure together.

There was this big party to celebrate the opening of the new building. Edward and Alphonse were there, and ed was eating tons of food and got fat. Then king Bradley showed up and started attacking.

I somehow found myself in the basement of the building I had designed. I had become one of the military characters from FMA and I was trying to escape, but my leg was pinned under a wooden beam. I remember struggling for several minutes trying to get free before someone helped me by lifting the beam up.

I had to disguise myself during the attack by changing into a female and running out of the crowd. From there I was able to get into my car and drive away. I eventually got lost and found myself driving to the top of this hill with a radio station on top. The bad guys had followed me there and captured me.

The entire dream then repeated all the way up to the part where I had to escape. This time I didn't change into a female, I just ran for my car. I drove the same route again but things were different. The hill was covered in rich vegetation and there was no radio station, just a concrete platform.

I became lucid here and decided that if I wanted to get back to my home, I should just teleport home.

"Tesser-home"

I woke up in my bed. I didn't actually expect my teleportation to work- wait a second... Rats.

I feel like there was much more important stuff happening in the first LD.

I was in my old high school though. Everything was a different color though. I think everything was red even though our school color was blue. I reality checked though I didn't become lucid. I then said something like.

"Well why should I let one failed reality check decide that I am not lucid?!"

There was no glass in the windows of the school, so I just climbed out one and started flying. I was trying to decide on a good goal, and I decided that I should fly to the moon a second time. I looked at the moon in the daytime sky and set my intention.

I started accelerating toward it until the moon began distorting and looking more like a portal. I decided to pass through it and see where it took me. It let me out above a location that had the feel of my university campus, though looked unfamiliar.

I think decided to practice landing, since I am usually not that good at landing. I managed to slowly lower myself onto the pavement. I'm not sure if my fire jets were visible, but I know that I was flying.

...

I remember thinking that I wanted to manifest Manei since I haven't had a good Manei dream in a long time...

...

The next thing I remember was seeing this very modern building covered in metal siding and brick. Nobody seemed to be using it... so .

I flew into one of the walls. I was actually expecting something really lame to happen, like I would just faceplant into the wall. But no, I busted right through the solid wall. I remember looking back from inside and seeing the damaged hole I had made. It was actually very clear and realistic.

I then flew up through the ceiling and made another hole, before looping around and coming to a spot on the wall. I punched into the building, sending cracks spreading up the wall. Little chips of concrete and brick fell on me but the building did not collapse.

...

I was non-lucid, and I was seeing these DCs who built log cabins in the woods. It had something to do with college housing and having to pay less for housing. They had cleared out this huge area and there were hundreds of mini cabins. Students liked this because they were technically free to live in. The only problem was you needed these special unfolding ladders if you wanted to access the upper floors. Some of the cabins were built like stacks that went up, I think five floors at the most.

-WBTB-

I was staying at home while my parents were out of town. There was this short middle aged Jewish guy with me who could not walk who I had to take care of. He was sitting on the couch watching TV.

I looked outside on the back of the deck. There were all of these big birds, and there were about a dozen of them. The birds had bright red/orange/yellow feathers and human faces. I told the Jewish guy to come and take a look at this. He couldn't walk, and didn't have a wheelchair. I remember him telling me that he was content to just sort of crawl around on the floor, and that's how he got over to me.

I showed him the birds that had turned into people with the faces that they had as birds. They were all men and only wearing grayish blue swimsuits. They explained that they were a part of some kind of traveling group of people that could turn into birds.

The first guy on the far right was tall, well built and for some reason had really pointy eyebrows. (Don't know why that detail stood out to me.) He started telling me who he was and where he was from. I realized that all of the guys from this group were going to do that eventually. I pulled up two chairs, one for me and one for the Jewish guy and sat and listened intently.

"Hello, I hail from the Guru lands of-"

The dream suddenly shifted. I was in a concrete plaza area in a big futuristic city, and I became semi lucid. The dream was stylized to look like an anime. General Grevious showed up and pulled out all four lightsabers and started coming after me. I pulled out my weapon. My weapon was a scythe that could adapt to any element by sticking the end of the handle into something.

I stuck it into the ground and the handle and blade became made of concrete. I moved in and started fighting, but he cut apart the concrete scythe with his lightsabers. I went in close and touched the little adaptability bit to the blade of one of the lightsabers. The scythe handle transformed and extended out into a really long lightsaber handle, then a green energy blade formed.

We fought for a few minutes. I cut off two of his arms and he tried to run. I chased him and he threw a broken metal pipe at me. I was in third person now and it looked like the pipe had stabbed me in the arm, but when I pulled it out it had just ripped through my shirt. (I had something like Jedi robes on.)

Some battle droids showed up and I started fighting them. I woke up.

Something having to do with my old middle school.


There was also something to do with this chinese girl who was about 10 and learning martial arts. She already had a black belt and was looking into developing her own move-sets and techniques.


The first thing I remember was that I was in my neighborhood when a three adult DCs approached me and told me about some kind of trial to join their order that I was not allowed to refuse. They also told me that I was dreaming.

They tesseracted me to a different plane of existence. I still felt like I was where my neighborhood was, vaguely. But it was just a forest. In place of the main road that circles my neighborhood was just a dirt path. It was a racetrack. Also, it was wintertime, so there were no leaves on the trees and there was a lot of snow on the ground.

The three DCs it seemed would always approach me in a triangular formation. There was a singular woman in the middle with long red hair, who looked to be about 50. The two DCs on the side were both men.

DC #1:"The rules of the trial are simple. It is a three lap race. Cross the finish line before these two racers by any means necessary."

They gestured to two race cars (one red, one blue) about to start in a parking lot.

Le me: "Wait... don't I get a car?"

DC #2 "Aww, wittle baby thinks he needs a car."

DC #3 "No, you don't get a car. We'll give you a five second head start if it makes you feel better."

They continued to taunt me for a few seconds longer. I couldn't help but give a crank-up middle finger to the DCs. DC #2 and #3 looked really confused.

DC #1 "Go, the cars are gonna start!"

I started off running. I then started boost running with my fire jets. I could hear the cars catching up behind me. I tried resetting my fire jets, but they always came up tiny. I was still moving at about thirty miles an hour, but as you all know, for a race car, that isn't a lot.

I thought I could start flying, but this was the exact same way that I flew, and chances are, I wouldn't go much faster than this. By keeping my feet in the ground, I didn't have to worry about three-dimensional movement.

We rounded the first turn.

The dream lost clarity and I was on a bike. I was back in my own neighborhood. I then saw the bike was heading straight for a brick archway that went across the road, with a smaller portal for a sidewalk on each side. The bike suddenly felt very tall, and I felt like I was going hit the top of the arch. I put my arms out and managed to stop an embarrassing face-plant into the wall.

I got up and ran under the archway (I didn't have to duck to fit, that's how tall my bike had become.) I was about to start up my fire jets again when this fat guy came out of nowhere and I ran into his stomach.

I apologized and kept going. I then nearly ran into a little girl riding a pink bicycle and had to stop running again. I felt like I was inside my middle school now.

It was at this point that I just sat down and told myself there was no point in trying to race these guys. The dream was just going to frustrate me to no end. I gave up.

I was somehow teleported back to an observing spot near the finish line. The three DCs were there.

...

Something to do with Bruce Banner turning into the hulk and trying to get into the race late.

...

I was watching the cars go round on their first lap from the same spot. Then it hit me. (Sort of like that brick wall hit me back in the race.)

Me: "So, wait a second, I have to win this race by any means necessary? Anything goes?"

DC #1 "Yeah... do whatever you have to."

Me: "Maybe I have a shot after all."

I jumped into the air and landed in the middle of the dirt racetrack, on the final curve before the finish line. I could hear the two cars coming about for their final lap. The red car came around first.

I used earthbending to cause a large brown boulder to come up under it. It flew off the track. Before it could hit the ground, I made a gray rock column smack it higher and farther away. The car exploded in mid-air a few seconds after being hit by the pillar.

The other car came around. I tried to earthbend another boulder but the driver evaded in time. She got closer and I tried to do another boulder but she dodged that one too and went past me. I changed strategies. I manifested a black metal bow and three arrows.

I could see three tires as the car turned into the final stretch. I thought of the Lars Anderson archery video and fired all three of them in quick succession, trying to take out all three tires. I missed the front one, but the two back ones were out. The driver swerved off and swung round. Her car (initially a blue race car) was now a black Hummer.

I guess she picked up on the whole no-rules thing because she was coming at me, trying to run me over. I jumped into the air and pushed off the radiator on the front of the car. It still sent be backwards. I did a flip and a twirl to see that I was headed for a chain-link fence. I tried to picture myself coming down and landing on it.

I saw a blue monochrome virtual-reality cutaway view of the car, fence and my own body in flight, along with all of these calculations being made. It said that my momentum backwards would cause me to fall off and that I had to magnetize my shoes.

I landed on top of the fence. I then manifested another bow and shot a single arrow into the hood of the car, stopping the engine. The driver got out. I was surprised to see that it was an old woman wearing a yellow dress. (Kind of a generic grandma image.) She took a fighting stance and did a kung-fu leap into the air.

"Great, looks like it's time for this tonight's' random high-octane martial arts fight sequence..."

I jumped down off the fence. Somehow or other we were in a ~50' Square area completely surrounded by chain-link fence with nothing but grass in the middle.

Grandma:"You know who you're dealing with, little boy?"

Me:"You're one to talk, Grandma!"

Grandma:"I've baked cookies bigger than you!"

Me:"Hey, that is clearly racist against cookies everywhere!" (man, my dialogue was all over the place last night...)

The first couple times that we moved in on one another, any attack was either blocked or avoided and we quickly backed off, trying to judge each others' fighting styles. The fourth time though we actually moved into a long sequence, where it turned out we were roughly equals. It was just a long sequence that I thought about trying to remember. (That's how I know I was fully lucid here, because I was planning what I was going to take back with me.)

It ended with me doing this strange move that defied the laws of physics where I somehow flipped her using my legs and sent her flying upside-down into the fence. As I was doing this move she asked me

"What!? What master taught you thiiisss?!?!"

After she hit the fence and fell down.

"I don't know, I just kind of... made it up..."

I got the dream ending feeling, and the dream started going dark. The three DCs from before approached me.

DC #3:"Should we tell him?"

*garbled*

DC #1:"You passed our test!"

A visual of somebody's eye color changing from green to a dull blue.

Me: "Great, now could you please tell me-"

-wakes up-

"...what you were testing me on?"

Afternoon nap:

There was some dream about trying to decide on colleges. I was walking between them. It was nighttime and also very cold/snowing. Supposedly some of the colleges taught applicants magic and stuff.

I remember running into this fat guy who was trying to sell me soggy waffles out of a big pot.

Okay... you see this is why I'm not really that into dream food...

Bedtime:

Somebody wrote a play involving Me, Manei and Jack. The play was terrible, and all of the characters were mispotrayed. The actor that played Jack was played by this huge hulking brute of a man who would yell all of his lines. The actor that played Manei was this old fat lady wearing a swimsuit, and the actor that played me was a boy who was about 10 years old with a horrible bowl cut and a huge backpack.

The play (It was sort of like a movie actually) was like a typical family drama type thing. My character went to school and he got a bad grade and got bullied. Jack's character went to work where he worked in some kind of cubicle job where his boss would come and yell at him. I can't remember what Manei's character did. I then remember Jack's character yelling at mine for getting a bad grade at school.

Manei and I were actually in the audience and we were complaining about how much our characters sucked.

There was some scene involving going to an old gas station. (The actors drove around in an old red minivan) My character was whining because he wanted to buy a Gatorade. Jack-actor told him to grow a pair and deal with the fact that he was thirsty, while the Manei actor was in the background trying to go into the bathroom but she was too fat and couldn't fit through the door.


Then this character named the mask got added into the play, and she stole the show. She was this girl with long white hair, red eyes, a ninja mask, black hoodie and a beanie hat. She ended up kidnapping my character and taking him offstage in a canvas bag while Manei and Jacks' characters pretended to be distracted.

Stage hands began moving all of the props and stuff off the stage. The mask character walked back on stage carrying a microphone, boombox and a wooden stool and put the stool in the middle of the stage and sat on it. She then admitted that she was actually Dawn. (big surprise ) He took the fake boobs out of his shirt and started doing this stand-up comedy routine. Everyone was cheering him on.

-WBTB-

Something to do with being on the beach. There was a cat with me who kept getting wet by the waves. He/she seemed to actually enjoy it really. I became semi lucid, and since the cat seemed to enjoy getting wet I started waterbending more waves at him/her.

...

There was some other portion of the dream about being on the beach. I remember putting my hand in the water in one of the tide pools and feeling the water. It was really odd because the water was mostly very warm, but there were these little clear ice balls in the water (Hailstones?). I remember picking a few of them out with my hand and feeling them. I tried to melt them with the heat in my hand but they seemed to radiate cold, and I couldn't melt it with my body heat.

Supposedly they were eggs to some kind of fish or bird that lived in the ocean and they absorbed their energy through heat and therefore became very cold and had a layer of ice on the outside.

...

I was out in the mountains on what felt like the same tropical island. It was some kind of tourist destination where you could hike on these concrete stairs and platforms and observe the various plant life and ancient ruins present on the island.

I remember looking down and out at the beach. There were a couple of small popcorn storms out to sea.

I had climbed to the top of the mountain alone (It was a long hike and the air got thin.) The highest platform you could go to was between two spire-like mountains. I was there and I decided I wanted to go back down to ground level really fast. I turned around and ran and jumped down aiming to land on the bottom platform and skip all the stairs.

But the stairs were steep, and My jump carried me farther than I expected, right off the edge of the mountain. I'm not sure if it was the floaty gravity or the falling to my death that did it, but something made me become lucid. (It wasn't a very clear lucidity though, probably due to my lack of practice...)

I started flying straight down, going through a cloud layer to the bottom layer of the island, and then pulled up flying low over the level part of the island. On it were these huge pine-cone shaped temples covered in vines and growth. Some of them had collapsed. I pulled down and did a barrel roll, flying between two of them (one collapsed leaning into the side of one still standing.)

I had made it to the other side of the island. I was pretty close to the spot where I had seen the ice fish eggs in the water. I remember going up very high above the mountains. I saw the dream make a mistake with scale. There was another island out past the one I was hovering above. It was about the same size but only had one palm tree on it, that if accurately scaled to the island I had been on would have been several miles tall.

I decided to ignore it. I flew in low and slow in a river valley of the island. The river was separated into all of these pools that flowed down from one to another in little waterfalls. I then noticed that in the middle of the island there was a volcano. It was rather big, low and flat, with a wide magma pool on top, and occasionally it would explode into a cloud of ash and smoke and lots of little lava bombs would come out and start fires in the jungle.

I flew up above the volcano and decided to stop it from erupting. I thought of Avatar and how Airbenders can make a cold breath to freeze lava/fire. I tried this, but it did not work. I then tried moving my hands and willing the lava to freeze. It started working, from the edges of the crater inward to the middle the lava froze, leaving just a few cracks in the surface where the lava showed through.

Once that was done, I decided to fly somewhere else, but when I started to move, I shot backwards and down into one of the temples. I found myself deep underground in a dungeon/cave. There was a bar or tavern kind of set up down here. It reminded me of the Winking Skeever from Skyrim, but nobody was there.

I got a bad vibe and decided to teleport out. I willed myself to teleport back to the surface. I found myself underneath a tile floor. I broke up and lifted myself out of the floor (Teleportation Mistake I guess...)

I some how wound up back on top of the twin peaks mountain where the concrete platform was, but I was inside a beautiful oriental building where there had simply been a concrete platform. I don't know how I knew I was at that location, Just a feeling the dream gave me.

I went to the door of the building. I knew that when I opened it I would see the steep staircase that I had tried to jump down before. I then realized that the dream was probably going to end up taking me someplace else, someplace less pleasant that the island. I then told myself that I wouldn't care what I saw when I opened the door.

"I don't care what's on the other side of the door, I'll enjoy it."

I woke up

"...and you found the one exception..."

I haven't posted in like a week. Foul recall everywhere. Anyways, I had a decent lucid come out of nowhere last night.

Some dream about space pirates who we were fighting. They had caputred our ship and imprisoned us in this big black fortress base on an ice planet. I remember getting into one of the gun turrets and destroying these fuel silos that caused the whole base to start burning.

Our ship managed to escape. It was this big zepplin-looking thing with all of these little white triangle shaped planes attached to the outside. They started to detach from our main ship and attack the pirate base.

-(Unintentional) WBTB-

I was with S on my university campus. We were walking around when someone approached us claiming to be Manei, though she was short and had blonde hair. We kind of brushed her off at first but she started following us. We started to run away from her and went into the men's restroom. She even followed us in there.

"Dude, is this girl seriously trying to get with me?"

"Doubt it. She's been chasing me for years, why should she start going for you all of the sudden?"

...

I was outside running along the parking lot. It was a bright, clear summer day. (Contrasting the nightmare that was about to unfold.) The DC appeared again.

"Come with me, I have everything Manei has, I'm even good at archery!"

"The real Manei doesn't know archery..."

This was the first time I looked closely at her face. One eye had nothing in it, was just white. Her teeth were yellow and rotten, and wrinkles galore. (I know you're not supposed to judge based on looks, but-...ughh)

There was some legitimate explanation that I had from the real Manei that this was like an aspect of herself that she had created to separate out some of her flaws and insecurities.

I started to walk off.

"You're doing a really bad job of impersonating her with that skin... If you did your homework you would know she has black hair and darker skin."

I saw her head spin around her neck. When it came back around it looked really disturbing. She had a sort of mask of her face, but it sagged in places, notably around the eyes. Her hair color changed, and her skin tone got darker, but didn't quite match the mask.

I also sensed her energy. It was weak, but it was dark and rancid.

"Now, you won't hurt a face like this will you..."

"I've had enough of this!"

I jumped into the air and started flying. I remember seeing my red fire jet this time. (Hey, where were you last time?) Wind began to form a tornado around me, blowing some leaves around me. I manipulated the winds and picked up a couple of cars from the parking lot and got ready to throw them at her. I also made an air shield around me.

Her mask blew off, revealing her original face. I remember she tried to throw these little throwing stars at me. I dodged a few of them. (The wind sheild didn't block them.) One of them hit me in the shoulder though, but I didn't feel anything. I fought back by throwing one of the cars, but she jumped out of the way and threw another throwing star.

"Leave my dreams and never come back!"

I sent the other three cars down on her, one after the other. Three direct hits. I saw her get crushed, but when I threw them aside, no body. I lost the dream due to emotion (I was mad) and woke up.