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8/6/16 (Chain posting a week of dreams cause of laziness ftw)
Dream 1: I was at McDonalds and ordered this brand new Ramen and Egg burger. It was quite small circumference wise but very tall and quite delicious. I then went into a building and down an elevator into a lazer tag type place with a friend.

Dream 2: I was on a sort of adventure with some rogue types. I think some sort of drug was involved. I was in a sort of tower to find a gem stone of some kind.

Dream 3: I was helping a couple of girls that I know with making a spaghetti bridge. It was a bit crooked and I suggestsed using magnets to straighten it out, well one of the girls came up with it which I acknowledged when she pointed it out and apologised. The other girl wondered if she could Strap it to her chest but I thought that wouldn't work due to her large er.. chest.

My friend had a very old dog, a wiener, and he was talking to me about him. He said that it had been around right before the 90s ever hit, and when they did it was supposed to have "meant something" because the dog was meant to be alive in the 90s? In the dream, I guess having that dog was a lot like having a video game, and that's how he treated it. I remember that he acted as if though the doggy was connected to Friends.

He got it into his head that he wanted to get his old dog out and have a spin on it, and so he went and found it and brought it back outside. He handed the dog to me and I did my best. He was skeptical as we first began our walk, and I suppose he had a reason to because almost immediately I did something that nearly hurt the dog, or "messed" the dog up.

So Jasper then wanted to tie his pet up--and somehow that was going to let him walk with us? apparently. He was trying to hold the dog and his dog house on one end, and I was holding the rope (that was already connected to his pet) on the other end. For some reason I had to keep swinging the rope and I had to get the dog to jump through it, but it was a very hard thing to do. I also had to do the same thing to myself, and I remember waiting until the word "Gemini" popped into my head before I jumped. I missed.

That's when he stopped me and told me that some random man he had never even met before had started talking about my dad, and how he had died. It was something about how when he had fallen, the entire bed had lifted into the air (it's not how you're picturing it: imagine you're sitting on one end of a wobbly bed, and the further you get to the end, the opposing end rises due to your weight). I didn't understand how the man Jasper was talking about could have known that, nor what he was talking about in the first place, nor why it mattered, but it definitely mattered to Jasper. He said that "of course he believed me over some dude he had never even met," and he kept acting as if though this was something that I needed to watch out for, and that if I wasn't careful with the jumping-into-the-rope then I was going to die like my dad did, or I was going to accidentally hurt the animal as well. I was completely confused!

A little context before we begin. I am a professional didgeridoo player, often performing in front of crowds of thousands. From the Australian Outback, to the Sahara Desert, I have played many a venue. On this night, I was walking alone through the 4th Astral Dimension, which took the form of a wasteland. It was a cold night, like the time I'd spent in the desert. I've never felt cold like that in a dream before.

Then, I realised I had my didgeridoo, so I took it out and began to play. Within minutes, grass sprouted from the ground, and life seemed to seep into the surroundings. Trees grew and birds began to sing as I played. Then, it happened. My soulmate entered the realm, and I sat there dumbfounded. "You must not stop playing," she whispered quietly in the moonlight. As I had stopped playing, the trees had begun to wilt around me. I started up the tune again, and life resumed.

The sun rose and then she sat beside me as the world began to grow. I couldn't speak to her without ceasing my song, but I knew she was as content as I was to sit there in silence. Soon, we would join together. A stream began to flow through the forest I had grown, and we basked in its cool waters. I knew that if I stopped playing, the dream would end, but I knew the girl would like to see a different kind of didgeridoo at some point. I decided I would take my chances, so I ceased the song.

She stared at me with a look of distaste, but a look of longing. The dream faded....

With Kristi at my old home in WV. She is supposed to move into the Hicks' home. We drive through water and she takes me to a kind of magical place. Some guru named Sevin or Savin or Sevan is surrounded by admirers. It costs $52.50 to have a session with him. She does it and I wait for her. She said it was amazing and that she will have some trouble in her new home because of Nathanael (they don't know each other in real life).

I find myself back there hanging with Savin and he is quite magical, I thought I may be able to get some real insight about myself. But he wanted money. I said I wasn't ready yet. Then he told me to get out. He turned cold and told me to leave.

As I'm leaving I realize I have 2 cats with me in glass boxes. I check the boxes and one is missing. She got out somehow. I found her floating in the water. She was ok. I realized that they are always what is most important.

Lived in a high rise, same neighbors. Hair up in a wrap, cool skirt, hanging with neighbor P by her pool on her balcony. We have a view of a canyon and she is talking about a really great restaurant but I can't see it. I feel her hand on my hip. Her husband and kids jump into the pool. My husband are talking about a trip to France. They want to go too. He said he would wear her out. I started to walk home. Across the balcony, in front of other units and then realized I was on the wrong floor. I had to go up one (or was it down, I can't remember). I walk in and Husband is on a recliner watching TV.

I am on an old, achingly familiar road. There are tall, vividly green trees on either side. The pavement is cracked and dusty, giving way to pockets of dirt and loose stone. Initially I am in my car, but it is difficult to gain momentum. When I finally do, two teenage boys on bicycles ride recklessly out into the road. I swerve to avoid them, and in doing so I realize I am not so much in my car, as riding on top of something, which topples over. The boys do not apologize for getting in the way, and I right my vehicle...finding it is no longer a car, but an awkward bicycle made entirely of wood. It is painted ivory and dull red, with a wide, long seat. It is too tall for me to easily mount, so that I run alongside it trying to gain momentum so I can lever myself onto the odd seat. As soon as I have gathered enough speed, I am interrupted again, this time it is a stream of young boar followed by a grubby farmer.
In my haste to get out of the way, I strike and stun a piglet. I go to make sure it is okay, and when I turn back, my awkward bicycle has become...a massive riding pig. It is over four feet tall at the shoulder, which connects with a steep-sloped spine. Its skin is mottled pink and brown, dirty and hairy, it has oily leather reins. I climb onto its back but it is hard to control, and before I go too far down the road, I spot two foxes in the trees. One is white, one is red. We make eye contact and they go out of their way to attack me. I kick away the white, and the red briefly latches onto my wrist before I hurl it into the trees. Before I can go more than a few more feet, I am waylaid again, this time by two dogs circling my ridiculous pig mount. One is black, one is white. They are large, and have long, square muzzles and golden eyes. They leap to attack, each latching onto one of my ankles, once again stopping me. Somehow the bow of the pig's rib cage prevents them from getting a good grip on the first lunge, and though they worry at my legs and is almost hard enough to hurt, I feel like it is a warning. I dislodge the white by vigorously shaking my leg, but I have to pry apart the jaws of the black, and in the process I am pulled from the pig's back.
Before I can be attacked again, I decide to run up the street to my sister's house. It turns out to be a spare apartment with pale blue walls and blue commercial carpet. I breathlessly try to tell her what happened on the road, but she is distracted and doesn't really hear me. I climb up onto a bunk bed and lay down. It isn't long before a human attacker that only I can see closes in on me, striking me with a leather strap. They only hit me hard enough to make me flinch. After the sixth or seventh strike I catch the leather strap and yank it from their hands.
After a couple of minutes a pure white cat with golden eyes walks in through the front door and hisses at me before leaping onto my back. I flail around, wrenching it from me and casting the hissing thing away.

I then witness a very odd conversation about my dad selling his house and moving into an apartment with a male roommate, something he is very unlikely to do. He talks about the roommate's payment going through and I try to find a way to ask him why he's moving into an apartment.

I'm in a castle. Someone betrays the count or something and breaks some stuff. Then I'm at a table with some others discussing dream incubation. They say that in real life if you touch or taste some food then go to sleep you'll be so hungry that you'll dream of forks. (Something like that. Recall of that part is fuzzy.) I decide to try it. I smell my soup and go to sleep. Holy crap I'm having hypnagogia. Well I'm aware now. I ride out the noise and just stay cool. I get the feeling I'm in my mum's house on my bed (Not my own. It seemed like nothing unusual at the time). I decide to visualise myself standing next to the bed. Seems like the right thing to do. Then I'm moving towards a light. I suddenly find myself in a black void surrounded by faces of Zelda characters. I remind myself that I'm dreaming so I should stay aware. I hear a voice tell me that the choice we make reflects our deepest selves. I hover over a few like the goron but decide to choose the great fairy (She's hot okay? But seriously I like to think it's because the great fairy can grant cool powers). When I choose I'm transported outside. I get the feeling I'm on a path by a lake and maybe the fairy fountain is nearby in a cave. My fairy (Navi?) informs me we don't have much time left and then I wake up. Thanks Navi.

Just a collection of dream fragments.

I'm in a bar that has an assortment of drinks, so I purchased one beer. Can't remember the taste or any type of buzz but lethargy started to set in as I walked outside. I panicked upon the realization that there needed to be some babysitting done in an hour or so. Now I felt like crap entering the building.

I'm doing some pushups which amounted to one set of 10 reps. The setting appeared to be my own room, or perhaps the living room.

In some village at night and there is some sort of calamity and business needing to be attended to.

I'm in some school surrounded with other students. A large gymnasium was the location of dreaming. I remember nothing else.

Background

I'd known about lucid dreaming for a long time, but it took longer for me to experience it, and it was essentially spontaneously. I'd found I could accidentally go through a WILD-like trance when struggling to fall asleep after waking up early. The dreams would start off at a distance, like a television screen, and then become 'real', often as dream chains that I had some conscious influence over. Sometimes they were fragmented (e.g. being frozen in darkness, having very blurry vision, or the only sensation being the feeling of flying very fast), but now and then the clarity and reality of the scenes I experienced would blow me away. Still, I was unable to stabilise them. A few days ago I discovered that spoken commands like 'increase lucidity' could turn a vague fragment into a full-fledged visual scene, which was encouraging.

Waking Myself Up From A Burglary Dream

I'd told myself that I would write up any dreams I'd have that night and post them to DV for my first entry, so it's only fitting that I ended up having my first (semi-)lucid nightmare. After waking up in the morning and went back to sleep, I had a dream where I was sitting around a table with a few people, including, I think, a family friend. I was concerned about an exam that was coming up. I was worried that a question about acid-base chemistry was going to come up; something involving a base in ammonia, and I was sure that it was some other substance than the ammonia itself - NaBH4 or NH4OH. But the exam was cancelled because of an outbreak of 'parainfluenza', and this news was accompanied by the image of a woman with sore-looking yellow eyes. Since it was cancelled, I could rest easy and go to sleep.

This led into another dream where I was at home in the night, looking down the stairs so that I could see an area near the front door. I heard noises near the front door and looked closer. There was a fairly short man standing there. I thought it was my father - though I wasn't expecting to see him - so I called out to him. Rather than respond in kind, he shushed me, and I realised that it was an intruder. More of these intruders came through, so I retreated into a nearby empty room. At this point I began to suspect something was off. I thought I might be dreaming, but if so I wanted to wake up, so I could be sure and not have to worry about the intruders anymore. This wish suddenly ended the dream. It was replaced by text filling my field of view, being read off by a calm male voiceover. It said something along the lines of, "Welcome to your lucid dream. Wake up now or wake up dead in two weeks." At the time I think I had enough critical faculties to not be sure if this was right, but I realised I was in sleep paralysis and I really wanted to get out of it. I found that, surprisingly, I could slightly move my body with great effort. With what felt like a lot of willpower, I forced myself to move and woke up.

There wasn't any lingering feeling of terror, which is my usual criterion for a nightmare, but I think this fit the bill, if only because it made me realise that a semi-lucid dream could still be unpleasant.

Video Game Fragments

I was watching a boy playing a FPS game, switching between my view of him and a view inside the video game itself. He was clearing a large building with many corridors similar to a hospital - of what enemy I don't know - and then went up a curved staircase, which had many offices running alongside it, arranged in a staircase fashion themselves. The general aesthetic was wood and blue light. By entering this area he went into a sort of mini-game where he blitzed through the offices at high speed, which also involved strips of light flashing on his mousemat very fast. I thought it involved predicting the lights, but when I asked he told me that it was actually a very fast memory game, which observation seemed to confirm.

I thought about the idea of being sleep-deprived from addiction to virtual reality. I imagined a person distracting themselves from their tiredness by immersing themselves more into it. I have a dream in which I see scenes from an online FPS game called Xibalba, which I think actually represent a place within one level. Bizarrely, I also pondered the merits of a religion that worships the electron transition in one type of molecule (containing nitrogen!) versus a rival religion that worships another.

I had 3 dreams in a row that were one continuing story even after I did WBTB and tried SSILD. I don't want to share that one because it became a bit personal. I think that is why it was persistant, because I was invested in the characters and that world. All I'm going to say is that I think the DCs in my dreamworld think I have a memory disorder or something. Every time I become semi-lucid I seem to forget the dream world and remember the waking world which they see as dillusions. When I loose lucidity I forget about the waking world and often other parts of the dream world.

06.14.2016
11:00AM

The Washing Machine(DILD)

NON-LUCID LUCID OTHER

I am running through traffic after someone. I see them take an exit and jump up to climb over the wall of the freeway. As I am hanging I think I should just fly after them. This makes me lucid "Stop, I'm dreaming you need to let them go.", I think. It's actually pretty difficult to move on with the previous dreams but I know its for the best. I sit myself down ontop of the wall "I have tasks to do." Everything starts to turn black. I throw myself off the wall and faceplant on the pavement. The tactile feeling of the ground brings stability back and when I open my eyes I am still on the freeway.

I think that the advanced task of erasing something might be quicker than the bonus task. That way I can move on to other goals. I tried covering something with my hand and imagining it gone when I removed it. I tried that a couple times without luck. I need to train my dream control soon. I then remebered I saw a few washing machines on the side of the road. I flew over to them and found the largest one that had the opening onthe side. I gave myself a running start and dived in. Nothing really happened but when I got out I was in a tropical rainforest. I saw a stegosaurus and flew up into the canopy to get away from it. Who knows what dinosaurs are out there. In the tree there was a giant spiderweb with a bug stuck in it. I realized there must be a giant spider and flew away just in time as the spider devowered the spider. There were also socks stuck in the spider web.

I flew to another tree and saw a neanderthal looking creature following me. I talked to him and he could talk too! He took me to his family. He had a wife, two kids and elderly parrents. They invited me to dinner of meat stew, and a bowl of heart shapped cake pops. Weird but the cake pops were delicious so I didn't question it.

Bed: 23.00, at which point I meditated.
Wake up: 06.30, took notes.
Now: 07.00

Money
I'm somewhere in a building, shamelessly scratching my balls with my right hand. I've got a sensation of touch. Next thing I wipe my hand. Not that it's gonna do me much good when I meet a person and that person will shake my hand. I'm in the building to get myself a military ID, I think for Indonesia's military. That or I get send away with the statement that I require a military ID. I think it was the second option. The building doubles as a bus terminal. A guy takes me with him to another guy, who is a bus driver. The driver is illegally giving the gps coordinates of the bus to the mafia. The mafia wants John something to be safe at all times. Next thing, I'm in a car, outside. We're driving and the police show up. There's something to do with a bag of money.

Possible influences
- I went to a bus terminal yesterday that doubled as an office for a government agency.
- There was a news article yesterday of people handing out cash in a traffic jam.


Back
I'm in a house with my old housemates, Karen and Bart. Bart is doing his dishes. I'm joining Karen in her room. Holy damn, there are so many plants in here. She's growing weed. Bart walks by without talking to me.

Non-lucid by vivid. I was part of a team of detectives investigating something that seems like a murder but there was no body or anything. It was like the dream started after the fact. I was with this woman with short blond hair which for me is strange. I can actually remember what she looks like even now. I've never seen her before in real life but she was crystal clear in my dream. We are outside in the eating area of a restaurant which seems to also be off of a square or something because there are many other places just paces away with other outdoor eating areas. We are questioning people & trying to find out who saw what etc. Again this place in itself was very clear to me. Then I woke up prematurely because I was having a bad reaction to something I ate in real life, lol


I recently have talked about all these houses in my dreams & I thought it may be my subconscious bleeding over into my dreams of hating the house I live in & have to wait until I pay it off before I can move. But last night I started analyzing this house subject. For years I would go to sleep & construct this dream house of mine. It's a house I started building years ago almost trying to will it into existence. It was the house I would build if I won the lottery. Anyway, for some reason I stopped building it when I made lucid dreaming an actual lifestyle choice. So last night I started again & my dream that I had was much more visible.

Ok, I finished reading a fiction book called "Lucid" by Adrienne Stoltz & Ron Bass. I enjoyed the beginning of the book & thought it had potential but it turned out to be a book that would have been better represented in movie form & left you hanging in the end. It also did not explain lucid dreaming other than a couple of sentences which was an insult to those of us who actually have lucid dreams.


I did start another fiction book, also called "Lucid" but is by Jay Bonansinga. It seems to be a whole lot better. They have tried to explain it in more detail. Therefore, I have higher hopes for this book.


On a separate subject. I have had a crazy amount of sychronicities lately.

Non-Lucid-Green
Lucid-Red
Explanation of details-Blue
Side Notes-Purple
Astral Projection/AP-Brown

I'm sitting in a small restaurant/bar at a table near the entrance. It's a table that seats about 6 or 7 people. I know the people I'm sitting with but I can't really see their faces. I'm looking towards the entrance and watching people pass by. It looks like I'm at a place inside the Circus Circus hotel. My attention is drawn back to the table and I notice that a female server has come to take our order. She leaves after the order was taken, but I can't remember actually saying anything to her. She comes back a few minutes later with food and drinks. I notice that she is really rude to me and keeps giving me dirty looks. I ignore it and look at the food in front of me. It's there but I can't really see it. It's not important. I do see the drink I was given. It's in a take-out cup with a lid and straw and it's really small, like a child's sized drink. I don't say anything about it but I'm not happy about it. As everyone finishes their food, we start getting up to leave. The same female server comes up to me and tries to snatch my drink out of my hands, I keep it away from her and say that I'm not done and I want a refill. She's gives me the dirtiest look and says that they don't do refills. I get angry and tell her to get a manager. She stomps away and a large, ugly man walks up to me. I calmly ask him for a refill since the cups are so small. He repeats that they don't do refills and starts walking away. I get really angry and cuss him out, throwing the cup away and going to the counter to pay. When I get there, Jongin is smiling at me. A man comes up next to me to pay and I know I'm with him, but I can't see his face. I can only smile shyly at Jongin. After the man pays, he grabs my arm and leads me away. I keep looking back at Jongin, and every time I look back, he's looking at me. I'm finally outside of the bar. I walk off to the side by myself, the man I'm with having gone to prepare something. Suddenly I look up and Jongin is in front of me smiling. I smile back and he asks why there's a huge canopy bed being set up near us. I laugh a bit dryly and say that that man is probably expecting something from me. He becomes serious and says that we should go. I look up at him and smile. He grabs my hand and we leave together.

Took a long, 5 hr nap after work, then bedtime around 2am.

DR
Really long and detailed, with some thinking in it. Wrote some keywords and now that's pretty much all I remember.

We are in some large, castle like building with big stairs and rooms. I was hacking with my huge machete at some solid matter, that was left from an alien who transformed into that. It wasn't easy, an pieces were flying off of it. It was similar to a wooden brick.

The aliens just beat us and they are leaving. We are waiting patiently for them to leave through the door, while we lay on the ground or hide. One of them turns back, looks at the person laying at the bottom of the stairs and says to the other alien, that he is dead or not dangerous anymore. I realize that it's me, even though I'm looking at it from 3.person view. Apparently I have just shed my true appearance and I don't appear to the aliens as a thread.

After they leave, we run down the hill at night and try to stop a car on the road, but we are also careful not to flag down enemies. Then the notice POLICE on the car and wave at them. They pass us, then they stop and 2 man have FBI on their windbreakers. We ar releaved that they will help us.

We tell them we need to go to hardware store to get more machetes, axes and big knives, because the ones we have are more like movie props. And we show them some swords that are made of shiny bendy plastic like thing.

What the eff is Project Lucid?

I'll start with the basics. Project Lucid is the project (by MaDE Studio (me)) which will give birth to a video game (PC and PS4) which is centered around the idea of lucid dreaming. It is set inside one big universe in which players can freely mingle with each other, explore and even change.

I have been referring to the game's genre as "MMO Sandbox", because technically that's what it is. However, the more I think about it, the more I think that this is more than just a game (Still an MMO Sandbox though, I hereby lay claim on that term. MMOS?... back me up here, guys?).



So if it's not a game, what the eff is it *really*?

There will be no set storyline, no set style of gameplay, not even a set world. Instead, I wish to build a universe which has rules (just like our universe does, but the rules will be nothing alike). It is within this universe that players will be able to play games, created either from their own imagination, from the imagination of others, or from what the universe throws at them.

Let me explain. Players aren't the only ones creating content (by creating content I mean building things, creating stories, and also changing the dream world). The game will create a lot of content itself (somewhat like the procedural generation that happens in Minecraft and No Man's Sky, but not quite. I will cover this another day for those interested). And I don't mean just the terrain. I mean everything, right down to the storylines and the music. This is stuff that I've always wanted to do, but the game No Man's Sky (coming this August) has set a new benchmark in game development which I intend to follow and then surpass. What an inspirational game it is, you need to check it out if you haven't already (just watch any few videos about it on YouTube, you'll get the idea).

So it IS a game, but it also isn't at the same time. The way I like to think of it is, it's a "game platform". It is a platform which allows games to be played. Or just call it a "universe". Heck, call it a "game" I don't care! I'm just getting too deep into the terminology...



Tell me more cool stuff

1) Virtual Reality. I already have it set up working with Oculus Rift. No idea if it works with the HTC Vive or other VR headsets. I will test this though and I will ensure that the game works smoothly with and without VR right from the beginning.

2) Leap Motion hand tracking. I also already have this set up and working too (so cool) whereby having the device plugged in allows you to see your hands in the game world. So far the only real function they have is knocking things over. I will build on this over time, it's an experimental part of the project (there will be plenty of experimental bits by the way).

Screeny:

3) AIPCs (Artificially Intelligent Player Characters). I was actually planning on keeping this largely a secret at first, but I went ahead and told DV staff about it because I couldn't help myself. Now I've decided I will make this plan known, because it is actually going to become a large part of it, so it really should be considered right from the start.

AIPC, there's another term I had to make up because there's no other quick way to say "Deep Neural Network/machine learning program that connects to the server and plays the game". Well I think you've got the idea by now. The AIPC program will learn from everything it can. A newborn AIPC will do a whole load of random stuff, and over time will learn to do things properly in the game based on the various forms of feedback it will get, and they will each form their own unique personality based on what it has learned.

There's so much I could say about my AIPC idea, so I will cover this in more detail another day too.

4) Story creation. Yeah I already sorta mentioned this. But I just want to return to it because it's probably the most ambitious part of the whole project. Out of all the crazy shit I want to do with Project Lucid, I believe this will be the most challenging to implement. I want to develop a system which generates stories. With the basic system in place, stories could be created by players or randomly generated by the computer.

Stories could come in many shapes and sizes. You may be walking through the woods when suddenly a boy runs at you with a knife, then he stops and says "



Well what do you need me for then?

At the moment I am developing the game myself using Unreal Engine 4. It's going slowly but surely as I am very busy, but I always make time for it. Right from the start, I knew I would involve the community in some way, and I have finally reached the stage where I can start doing that.

Here are a few things I will be looking out for:
1) Developers. If you have experience with UE4 and want to help out, let me know down below! If you are a game developer and you want to help, but don't have experience with UE4, also speak up. In fact, even if you are none of these things but you are looking to get into game development, you speak up too. A massive part of what my business is about is helping others, so I will do my best for you!

2) Decision making. During development, there will be many decisions to be made. Sometimes these decisions can be difficult and it is hard to know what the people will actually want. So when I come across these situations, I will post a thread with a poll asking for your opinions. When these times come, each vote will be extremely helpful, and the discussion which spurs from it would be even more valuable.

3) Constructive critisism. At every point in development, from now and beyond, I will need your thoughts on how things are looking. There's not much for you to see at this point, but I am spewing out the game design to you all for you to tear apart and help make it perfect! The problem at this point is that I haven't explained absolutely everything. I have tried to fit as much of the important stuff in, although I may have forgotten things because my memory is terrible. However, you will find much of the information I missed will come out because people will say things that will trigger me to respond with said infos.

4) Ideas. I am very open to ideas, and I invite you all to have fun thinking about ideas and sharing them with the rest of us, but I won't just take on any old idea. It must fit my vision for the game. I have explained that vision as best I can, and hopefully you will get a feel of what I'm going for. I expect ideas to become better and better over time. Who knows, maybe you'll come up with an idea that doesn't get used, but has potention in itself, then you can make it happen! If that happens, I'd be more than happy to give any help and advice that I can. Let's make each other's dreams come true, because that's what it's all about.

5) Spreading the word when the time comes. Feel free to tell people now, but there will come a time when the game will really need more eyes on. For now, I'm keeping it to a small circle (you guys get in there first, of course. DV means so much to me you wouldn't believe) and I'll gradually expand the network until eventually I just want every gamer on the planet to know about it.



Again, I am aware that this is an extremely ambitious plan. But am I right in thinking that I came to the right place? The one place you can dream big and you are respected for it?

Let's make this thing happen.

Discuss! Am I going in the right direction?

I will be posting more in-depth infos and progress updates, in the form of forum posts and also YT videos. So keep your eyes peeled!