12.11.2011Close to Home (Non-Lucid) ★★☆☆☆NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID My brother is here. As is my mother and father. I find this somewhat unusual, as I wander through my home, and they interact with me so jovially. But no matter. In the garage, now, I feel like practicing some guitar, so, using my TK, I pull it from my upstairs room, phasing it through a few walls on its way to me. Unfortunately, the neck is screwed up, most of the frets are missing, and the strings are incredibly short as result. Just a glorified bowl. I take a look around, noticing my brother coming down the stairs behind me. I doubt he'll have an issue with it, so I fill up the guitar with cocoa rice krispies and milk and start to chow down, moving out of the garage, towards the driveway, only to have my father stop me sternly. He warns me about watching my behavior, and suggests I head back inside. I oblige. ______________ We're hosting a house party, and there's lots to do, especially in the kitchen and out back. Cleaning needs to be done, and things need to be cooked. I help the best I can. ______________ Sitting on a cheap bed, in what seems to be a dank hotel room, I notice the dark outside, the sketchy neon street signs, and wonder what I'm doing here. . .
22.6.2011Buggers (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Dream: Protection ★★★★☆Tasked with protecting this girl around my age, I quickly discover she isn't human. No, she's one of them, sent to understand human society and culture during this time of war. Even so, I find myself caring for this girl, and when the invasion finally does hit, and boulders are crashing down around us, I refuse to allow her to go back to them only to have her body vaporized and her memories absorbed into their collective hive-mind. So, I nab a fighter jet and we flee. . . only to crash a short time afterwards on the border of a hick river-town. The only people in town able to help us are asking too high a price, but she knows something about me, something I had forgotten. Our desperate situation and a reminder is all it takes for me to take the initiative, dredge our plane to the surface with my TK, and repair it instantly. . . Dream: Military School ★★☆☆☆Enrolled in the academy, I find myself living a mix of military and student life, but things quickly get out of hand. Shenanigans ensue and I find myself taking a dip in full uniform in the lake the night before an important day. Apparently, it was the only thing I could do to avoid being caught out after curfew. Fragment: Bros. ★★☆☆☆Super Nintendo graphics and a Mario Bros. Game make up my world, as I help guide my brother through a particular difficult level. Unfortunately, he's being resistant. Normally, I wouldn't care, but lives are at stake here, and one more spill into that lava would kill more than the sprite. . .
Updated 08-02-2011 at 07:38 AM by 25167
22.6.2011Fragmented Return (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Lucid Fragment: Death ★★☆☆☆A battle for my life, for a friend's life, against Death itself raged on outside my house. Tall, hulking, bulging grey-flesh, a thin blob of a monster, Death wasn't your typical reaper, but that didn't matter to me. I couldn't let him take her, so I fought, blasted at the monster, darted around its attacks, tearing it down bit by bit, . . Fragment: Chasing ★☆☆☆☆In order to escape my prison, I chased this man through the corridor, looking from behind the glass as he ran me in circles. But I had an ace in my pocket, a special ability none of them knew about: Teleportation. Fragment: Dragons ★★★☆☆After decapitating their General with a butcher knife, I took to the skies, commanding my dragons against the enemy's. At first, they were just over-sized cards, but with a little imbued magic they came to life, fighting briefly before fading back into their two dimensional prison.
Updated 08-02-2011 at 07:52 AM by 25167
16.1.2011The Center (DEILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Dream: Birds in Flight ★★☆☆☆An interesting game, this is. Flight, life, through the perspective of a small bird. But it seems there is more to this game than meets the eye as soon I am met with a group of individuals, all derived from the game world. They're on a quest, a mission to find the center of everything, the hub of the multiverse. I follow them, cloaking myself with Invisibility, but my attempt to conceal my lurking fails as one of the group members bumps into me. Moving ahead, through an underpass, I try to make it look like nothing happened, but they're wise to my scheme, and from the underpass come scores of groups, each similar, but different, decoys to allow the escape of the original. *My frustration wakens me. . . DEILD: The Hub ★★★☆☆I slip back into the thick of things, appearing, floating, above a bridge, the group from before ahead of me. “How did he find us?!” shouts one of the four, exasperated at my appearance. “It's called a WILD, bitch,” the expletive flows off my tongue. Flying ahead, I realize the hub must be close, and sure enough, seated in a cold rock face, I find it. It's a. . . USB hub? This is silly. There has to be more to it than this. Even an ethernet hub would be better. Hmm, I bet I could change it, change one of the ports, make it possible to easily move throughout dimensions. So I do. But the results are more than I expected. . . Inside the hub, I find a frog-like, almost slug-like being. It seems he takes requests, sending clients capable of coming to him through time and space, or bringing objects to them. He does it all through portals, which he creates and facilitates for the masses. I ask to return to Earth, to where I came from, and I'm treated to a vivid display of swirling dimensions and the vastness of my universe as I'm thrown through the portal, back to Earth, into the vast oceans of the past. I'm a small amphibian, it seems, in the early days of life. A fish is about to eat me, and I have no way to defend myself. Acting quickly, I make a request to return to the hub, using a GUI I manage to prompt. Just like that, I'm whisked away to the hall from before, the foyer at the center of everything. I decide starting a new life here might prove interesting. . . DILD: Prey ★★★☆☆A chill permeates the room. They know what's coming, the people around me, and they're afraid. Crying and fear erupts around me as everyone starts to run. I lie still, on the floor, confused, yet calm. It forms to my right, a monster, a creature of nightmares, taught tan skin stretched across a huge, dog-like body. Hundreds of teeth, sharp and pointed, line its gaping maw. Death is on the agenda tonight, as it bounds at my unmoving body. Why has everyone gone? Why don't I care? Oh yes, that's why. . . With vigor I stand, and with quiet dignity I deliver a world-shattering kick into the gut of my would-be reaper. Death greets the beast before it can finish its tumbling flight, well before it hits the ground.
Updated 01-17-2011 at 04:30 AM by 25167
¡Single Sentence Sizzler!® 26.12.2010Confused (Non-Lucid) ★★☆☆☆NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Originally Posted by Mzzkc After showing my father a chart of the best bands to ever come out of Michigan, I wake up thinking I'm in an wide, open field, starry night sky overhead, realizing I'm all alone and the band I was following had up and left; in actuality, I lay awake in bed, suffering some serious delusions, as the word serendipitous came to mind. I later learned that the woman residing in my head can kill me at any time, so long as I let/ask her. She advises me not to take that course of action; I'm inclined to agree.
Updated 12-26-2010 at 11:55 AM by 25167
Written up due to similarities to this dream which occurred on the same night. 17.11.2010Possessions (DILD) ★★☆☆☆NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Speeding down the road, I sit in the back seat of my mother's red Mazda 5, a box of newly purchased nick-knacks on the floor in front of me. Rummaging through them, I recall their origins. This small, black, flame-decalled hot-rod for instance, and this other model, were both made and painted by some of the best urban artisans in the craft. I watch apathetically as they slide across the floor to other side of the car. That's when I notice the both side doors are slightly ajar. They're going to fly open, I just know it. . . WHOOOSH! The front side-passenger door opens widely, while the rear door flies backwards, opening the cabin to the rushing, pulling, wind. In an instant, my box is gone, tossed to the side of the road by the currents of air. In the midst of this turmoil, the front door rips away from the car, tumbling wildly as it goes. But I'm more worried about my possessions. My mother has no intent on turning back, I know, as she trudges onward, ignoring the speed limit. I guilt her with this, before realizing: ”It's a good thing this is a dream. Now I can reverse time and close the doors before any of this even happens.” As I said it, I envisioned it in my mind's eye, oblivious to the fact my mother was turning around—until the g-force from turn hit me as the rubber tires screeched and burned, drifting with the weight of the car. “Or you could just turn around.” I say snarkily. . .
Updated 01-05-2011 at 07:12 AM by 25167
23.10.2010Familiar Places (DEILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID It's 1:30PM. I make a mental note of it before I start my session. WILD: Misfire ★★★☆☆A WILD puts me back in my house, though I'm far from home. Outside, several people are partaking in odd sporting activities. A young girl, for instance, is trying to playful blast her older brother with a Kamehameha. Attempting to intercept her translucent beam with my own, fiery and blue, I screw up and partially fry her head. Everybody goes back inside as things suddenly get very dark. . . DEILD: Creeper Teacher ★★★☆☆After waking, a DEILD tosses me into my room, and I'm confronted with an overbearing teacher at the foot of my bed, telling me what I can and can't do. Turns out she's a demon that wants to drag me to hell. I show her what's what, making use of my Katana and Super Strength, tying her in literal knots. After lugging her downstairs, in an effort to take her into the hot infernos, I wake. DEILD: Threads ★★★☆☆Another DEILD and I'm by my front door. I just lie there, surprised by my fortune, but something disrupts my zen moment as me and my dog, who was nuzzling me, get violently dragged across the floor. For some reason, there's a network of criss crossing strings scattered about my house, leading out the front door, where anyone can pull them. I cut the threads at their source, making note of the birthday decorations around my house's glass outer-door. It's still dark outside, so I venture into my court, touching our flag as I do. Without warning, a dark red, tricked-out car tries to run me over, but I jump on the roof and hitch a ride. Bored with the scene, still on the car, I start up a long range teleport and am soon thrust into a CoH club-like setting wherein I'm standing on a table, just like in the game. Reorienting myself, I discover this is a pumpkin smashing event a friend of mine is running. Not that interested, I leave, exiting into a dorm hallway. From there, I find Raven's room (because she obviously lives in this dorm), but it's occupied by a group of people playing Madden or some other football game, and I get escorted out by a half naked Aunt. Making my way through the building, looking for a good design on a wall or pillar to facilitate a portal, I come across my family who is on a tour of the area. Deciding to join them, we quickly end up in a place where a bunch of old Sci-Fi memorabilia is being showcased. William Shatner is there, too, and so is a “Time Machine” I could probably use to port out of there. I convince him to give us a test run of the contraption, but things go horribly, horribly wrong and Shatner is soon sprawled on the ground with several limbs missing. . . DEILD: Second Life ★☆☆☆☆Shatner is still here, along with C3PO, both limbless, comforting each other before their inevitable demise, as a group of “fans” looks on in awe. Reluctantly taking matters into my own hands, I heal them both with green energy, from said hands. Shatner is so overjoyed by my act of kindness that he takes me on a romp through the resort to a table where hundreds of sweets and pastries are laid out for my consumption. I spend the rest of the dream shoving as many delightful snacks into my mouth as I can muster. DEILD: Sharks? I'll Pass, Thanks ★★★☆☆The next one takes me into the back of some kinda Pizza Hut style restaurant. I break the large glass windows lining the walls to get outside, and quickly run into a blue haired girl that interests me. She's trying to avoid me, but I keep up with her using various travel powers. Noticing my abilities, as we walk along a busy boardwalk, she strikes up a conversation which is rudely interrupted by two heavy-set brothers. They have a bone to pick with me. I try not to fight them, I really do, but when they start to pick me up, in order to throw me into the shark infested water, I protest, utterly decimating them with my fists and feet. The final blows, which send them spiraling into the air, I follow with a large energy blast to make sure they won't bother us again. They don't, but neither do I get much time to chat with the girl. . . DEILD: Pocket Sized Adventures ★★☆☆☆Pizza Hut again. Grabbing some grease laden pizza on my way out, I realize I'm in the same environment as last time. Maybe that girl is still hanging around. Exploring the green, partially industrialized, area, I eventually come across a different girl, much younger than the first, who wonders why I don't have a Pokemon adventure with my lucids. Letting her know I think it's an excellent idea, I toss out a Squirtle, my very first Pokemon. I contemplate doing everything from Squirtle's perspective, as I switch between his and mine, but decide against it. One of the girl's friends comes over and shows us her Fearow, which she uses to fly us all to a town hidden amongst the trees, of which I can't recall the name. Not that it matters; I wake up before we can land. Rubbing my temples, I look at the clock: 2:58PM. I need food. . .
Updated 01-05-2011 at 07:13 AM by 25167
★★ Forgotten fragment where i may have been doing kung fu. Asuka I briefly remember holding asuka because she was upset. Probably because my sudden change of living conditions or where I'll may end up because of it. Bjork I'm in some room witha few guys and we are watching Bjork on a tv screen. First we watch a music video of her. There are mountains in the background and she's moving fast through them and singing. Then they go into a "making of" segment. First segment is video graphics, and then there's a section on other actors, then the music itself and other things. People are asking me what I think. I am fairly bored with it and can't seem to pay attention to it.
29.09.2010Septemeber Basic ToTM Completion (DILD) ★★☆☆☆NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Two people of questionable intent and origin accosted me after I went lucid. Here to ensure I kept my end of the bargain (which I made in my last lucid with some dude while everything was destabilizing), they began their tests. For my first "lesson," they escorted me to an elevator, and the woman stepped inside. Then they took my body away. Left with nothing but a single perspective and my consciousness, my first task was to maneuver my way in front of the elevator with no legs, no feet, no physical self whatsoever. Great. Using miniature jumps in perspective, similar to teleportation, I was eventually able to work my way into position. The woman inside smiled as the elevator doors closed in front of me. Erm, I thought, as I easily opened them with a burst of will, wiping the smile from her face. My body was returned to me. With all of us now inside, the man in their pair informed me my next test will be one on movement. As the elevator rose up, my sense of gravity in relation to the floor started gyrating. It threw me off balance for a moment, but I quickly positioned myself in the center of the elevator and began methodically twirling about, adjusting my footing as the spinning continued. The suited pair, standing off in the leftmost rear corner, was not amused. "What?" I state, "This is normal elevator behavior for me." The elevator doors opened, and we made our way out into some kind of. . . social gathering? Well-dressed adults sat at benches and tables, while equally well-dressed children frolicked about the well-lit skylight room. Sure enough, they had another task lined up for me. . .
★★ shaman's day I'm walking up a hill toward and AA meeting for something. I see Bruce from Chilliwack he greets me and we go into the meeting hall. There is a card being passed around that everyone has to say. It's not a birthday card however it's for "Shaman's Day". Like an official holiday to honor your local Shaman or something. I open the card to sign in and I can see you aren't supposed to sign it any old place but there are linbes and numbers. you sign your name on the right number or something. I don't remember anything else about this dream. She's Looking for you. I'm walking around Chilliwack and my brother (another guide) walks up to me and says "She's looking for you". He flashes an image of a womans face into my mind. She has blond hair that is dyed, not her natural color. Her name starts with an L , "Linda, Lisa, Lisette, Leslie," or something. She has A round face, she could be white, or maybe she could be asian, the face isn't clear. She could be a half white and asian breed. It's not clear because I am looking at an archetype of her face not her actual face. She's Then Nagual woman, I am the Nagual man. I'm told She's very psychic while awake but not while asleep. I am more psychic from dreams so there will be a balance there. We will combine our talents to accomplish tasks, Possibly form a Nagual Party. In addition to being the Nagual Woman, she is also a soulmate, could very well be a lover, girlfriend, or wife for lack of a better term. She is Aware of my existence and is currently searching for me. We've spent Past lives together. My guide then tells me to go to where she is. I spend the rest of the dream walking around town looking for her. Raven I remember walking with Raven knight in a town, that's all I remember. Water park Me and my brother go to some out door festival. The whole time I see an outdoor water park with a pool and slides. I keep wanting to go to it but for some reason I am always distracted by something else. Even when it rains it is still warm and I want to go to the water park, but i never wind up going. Doubles Very abstract dream about doing things twice, playing the same song, doing the same job. ?Always do it twice or something.
★★ Flying I was with a group of people and decided to take off flying. I was going over an outside landscape that was lush with trees and a certain path. I flew until i came across the same scene that i had seen before. that looked like the one i left my friends on. while i was flying i knew that i had wings, i could feel them sort of. Train WTF I was on a train going through what appeared to be India. I got off the train and wanted to avoid some people so i hid with a couple others behind some strange trees. I waited for the other people to leave. When they were gone i left and found a bathroom and drank some tap water. It tasted wrong. I wondered if tap water in india was bad for you. I eventually boarded the train again. House Just being in a strange house and i appeared to be living with Jaas and his gf Haley.
¡Single Sentence Sizzler!® 21.08.2010Ghost Town (DILD) ★★☆☆☆NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Originally Posted by Mzzkc Without any goals in mind, I wandered around aimlessly, in an eerily-deserted, colorful, suburban dreamscape, for what seemed like hours; the dream ended when I got upset with a ski-ball machine that called me out for 'cheating.'
Updated 08-22-2010 at 03:31 AM by 25167
★★ screwed up time dilation again I became lucid randomly in my house. It was pretty vivid. Decided to try time dilation. I put my hand on a table and stared at it. I began counting my fingers instead of staying focused. I counted 5 fingers, then 6, and finally 8. It was destabilizing, then i remembered the imagine the seconds as units of time stretching out. Tried that but i completely lost the dream.
¡Single Sentence Sizzler!® 18.08.2010Security War (Non-lucid) ★★☆☆☆NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Originally Posted by Mzzkc I battled wits with my good friend and RA, as he tried to use the knowledge he gained during his internship to lock me out of the school's system, while I used my own summer experiences to subvert his plans and bypass his security blocks; by winning the inevitable arms race, I eventually won the entire war.
Updated 08-18-2010 at 04:06 PM by 25167
¡Single Sentence Sizzler!® 16.08.2010The One Where I Play The Piano (Non-lucid) ★★☆☆☆NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Originally Posted by Mzzkc Not convinced of our abilities, Jeremy Clarkson, one of our instructors, forced me and the one other pianist in the orchestra to compose three separate, complex pieces on the spot using nothing but our pinkies; the music we created was beautiful, exciting, and inspiring, yet also morose and haunting.
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