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6.55-7.30am
Long LD #397
I was walking down a hill. A couple of dcs walk past. The scenery is amazing. Green trees and mountains on the horizon. Grassland stretching off towards them. It occurs to me this might be a dream so i start taking big steps testing gravity. Sure enough this leads to a floating jumping walk and then true flight.

Time to get going on the new three step tasks. Using a summoned knife (from my belt) to cut into the 'fabric' of the dreamscape, I create a portal/doorway then step through it to another place.

Possibly this new place is a hotel or on second thought a shopping centre. It is filled with dcs wandering around. On the current level are a couple of shops. The next step is unsummoning, something I've not really played with before. So I point at a nearby DC and say "you dont exist". The DC obediently vanishes without any fanfare or explosions... That was easier than expected.

Right. Time control. Next to the shops is a cafe with some DCs sitting and eating at a table. I pause time for a couple of them so they are mid drink or mid bite of food. Then I see an old man walking across the room and hit rewind for him. He starts retracing his steps perfectly, expression still neutral and uncomplaining.

While trying to think what to do next I fly out of the building. Ah yes the week challenge task of turning into a gas. A couple of DCs start talking to me about the weather being so nice. On the other side of the park though a tornado is heading for us. I dive towards it, believing it will rip me apart into tiny gas molecules.

Hitting the tornado makes my conciousness shatter for a moment and wonder if this will destroy the scene. It doesnt. Instead I feel myself floating. Extending my awareness I can sense through hundreds of floating gas particles. My body no longer has a solid form and feels weightless. Each individual part of me is floating and moving independently. It is a weird feeling.

Seeing the tornado whipping back around I remain in its path, wondering how it will affect me now I'm a cloud of gas. It is how I imagine this is what being in a blender feels like... Different parts of me spin in all directions at once, like a violent theme park ride.

After a bit of struggling and focusing, trying to knit the feeling of separation back into a single whole, my body eventually reforms. I start walking through the park. There are go-karts and motorbikes lining up as if for races around a dirt track. I figure it makes sense to focus on other goals... what are they? Oh yeah make something out of dirt and bring it to life was one...

So I move off the track to where there is bare earth and fallen leaves. Scraping the dirt together into a pile I start to shape it into a motorbike. A tiny one. With a figure sitting on it. Cupping it in my hands I take a deep breath in then slowly breathe life out into it. After several breaths the tiny figure starts moving. Putting it down the small bike starts racing around in circles. This has drawn the attention of several DCs who seem fascinated by it.

Wandering off I try to think of other dream powers to use. The park turns into an indoor building filled with more DCs. Among them is a coworker, looking stressed. I tap her on the shoulder. "You work too hard. There is no point in working here, this is a dream. You can relax." (I don't remember her response but she did smile.) I slip my arms around her waist, my mind turning to inappropriate thoughts, but then her husband shows up. Having no desire to fight or see this particular DC unhappy, I leave them to relax and enjoy the dream.

My thoughts of conflict bring a bit of danger to the dream. While walking through this busy building two thugs start following me. The place looks more like a hospital now. Maybe a sanatorium. I turn the corner and find a dead end room with a kinda spooky looking bed with white sheets. The two thugs are blocking the exit. They both pull out straight razors with sharp glinting blades.

They attack and try to cut me. I repeatedly tell them they can't hurt me. The razors leave no injuries or blood on my skin. One of the thugs grabs my finger and tries to shut the razor on it. Nope that doesn't work. Losing patience I start punching them before grabbing one of their razors and trying to slice them up. They turn and flee.

Now feeling, well, invincible I stroll out of the hospital/sanatorium place looking for more fun. I mentally recap what I've done so far, as this has been a long dream. It still seems stable, and I'm not quite ready to wake up yet.

Outside in a market place there are many small stalls of trinkets and wares. One of the stall owners is a pretty red haired woman. Recalling the mind control task I try to send her a mental command to kiss me. It doesn't seem to have any effect. Need to work on that one.

While that DC wanders off a totally different one walks up to me in a small alley between two rows of stalls. This one seems happy to engage in a little adult fun. At the same time I mess around with a little object/dc changing dream control, reshaping and resizing parts of her body. At the weirdest point, she has four eyes in a line on her face. This doesn't seem to distract or dissuade her and it escalates into sex.

At some point this dissolves into a false awakening.

In the final part I find myself still lucid, walking in a park filled with water fountains and lakes. The park is full of small monkeys and birds. One of the monkeys leaps onto my shoulder.