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Didn't do a proper WBTB due to my comfy bed. Bad bed, no blanket for you. Tonight I'm drinking a big glass of water before crashing in, that'll make me get up

I'm in a brothel that is in a small castle/manor, everything is in perfectly restored and look brand new rather that antique. The period is Louis XIV, very intricate and lovely, if overbearing, the saving grace being that everything save for the sparse furniture is in very light, delicate color, pastel blue, pink and orange, with long windows covered in veils. It's dark outside, probably at night, but I can see the flash of car light from time to time. The employees of this fine etablissement are all wearing period clothes, it's gorgeous. The owner is in a pale blue dress that span for at least 3 meter on each side of her, with a powdered wig full of ringlets. She is not paying any attention to me, probably becaue she's very flushered about the arriving of a man she call "the king" and about the girls she want prepped for him. I'm wary of this man, and my feeling are comfirmed when a man in tight and a pale golden valet uniform ask her want's going to happen if one of the girl started denying him or being mouthy. She tells him with a mix of coldness and incaring-ness "There will be a bit of a beating for the bitch, even if it's not dinking night."
I suddently know that I'm infiltrated here, probably to dismantle this brothel, but I need to protect the girls. I walk in the room they are prepping for the king, with is very large with a hight celling and a lovely embroidered cloth wallpaper in a arious soft hues of green, the same cloth used for the bed canopy and sheet the armchairs. I ask the girl present to give me a dress. She show me a closet and keep making the gigantic bed, looking a little fratic. I open the closet, which is absolutly packet with dresses that look really modern, but I pull a dark green one with golden embroidery. On the hanger it's knee-lengh, slightly fitted with a ronded collar and short sleeves, but when I put it on it turn into a period dress. I strat putting on air and snobbily ask a male employee where the hair dresser is. He promptly start panicking and run off to find him. I walk out behind him look as brattish as I can, and right outside is a small, graying, bended over man that look a little like a frightened mouse in his dark outfit. I toss my hair*, and tell him "You better not be late!" before walking in a bathroom. I start searching it, looking for something that could help me protecting the girls, then I woke up.

* As my hair almost reach my knees and are thick and curly, he looked even more scared, which is the usual reaction I elect in hairdressers

I do look a little like Charlotte La Bouff from the Princess and the Frog, with long brown hair and pale skin.

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Ritual: I went to bed at midnight and found myself quite awake at 5am, so I got up and worked for an hour. On going back to bed, I realized that although I had not intended a WBTB, the conditions were good for LDing. I had to get up at 8, so I didn't want to spend the time on a formal WILD attempt, but I thought about what task I should do if I got lucid. All I could remember of this month's TOTMs were "fart" and "draw," so picked the latter. I decided I would draw a dinosaur, since I never got around to riding one last month.

DILD: I think I was outside my workplace—something I rarely dream of—when I reached down to pick up something off the ground. As I straightened, I realized with clear certainty that I was dreaming. I wasn't sure what had triggered the awareness, so thought it over, but there didn't seem to be any specific anomalies that I had noticed, and I hadn't RC'd either. On this occasion I just felt very naturally aware of the dream state.

I had originally planned to draw a dinosaur and bring it to life for the TOTM, but now I decided to start with something easier. I had been at my HEMA class yesterday, so I decided to draw a sword, then manifest it and do some practice. My initial strategy was to simply draw the sword in my left palm, so that I could manifest it directly in my hand (I am right-handed, so I was using my right hand to draw with). However, the lines changed as soon as I had set them down, turning into a cartoon-like character. I figured fine, I can work with that, it doesn't matter what I manifest... but my intention to transform the drawing into a real being fizzled. Nothing happened except that the drawing changed into a different character, and then faded.

Changing strategy, as I found myself walking next to a building I drew a sword right on the wall. It was a poor drawing, chunky and ill-proportioned, but I figured I could fix it in post-production. I put my hand over where the hilt was drawn, intending to grab the sword as it manifested. Nothing happened. I wondered if it would help to reach into the wall, in case the sword was inside it. I pressed my right hand against the wall, which consisted of a reddish, textured stucco. It resisted at first, but I kept pressing, and eventually it yielded like a crumbly semi-moist clay, and my hand went right through. I closed my hand over an object and pulled it out. Unfortunately it was not the sword I was trying to create, but a comic book.

It occurred to me that I was always trying to make the dream state conform to my will, and I should pay more attention to the things that it offered me unexpectedly, so I took a moment to flip through the comic book as I walked on past the building. The hero of the comic was a young boy, but nothing caught my interest, so I tossed it on the ground. Lucidity got a little weak, and I found myself grilling a piece of chicken for my husband's dinner. The image of the piece of meat on the grill was, in retrospect, an obvious bit of day residue from a Facebook post I had seen last night.

While getting the dinner ready I found myself indoors, where I made a third try at drawing the sword, inscribing an outline on the wall again. Since there was a DC in the room with me, I thought I would be clever and asked him to grab the sword off the wall and give it to me. I figured it would still count for the TOTM as long as the drawing transformed into a three-dimensional object by any means. But he couldn't do it either!

Later I got fed up and just manifested a sword directly into my hand so that I could actually get some practice in. For some reason I found it easy to create a sword in my hand out of nothing, even though I had been unable to do it from the drawings! I went through a few rounds of the "flow" movements I had learned in my HEMA class, but found myself wondering why I was wasting precious dream time practicing something that I could work on just as well in waking life, so I flew off to further explore the dream.

Only then did I notice the beauty of my surroundings. Some dream environments are drab, but this was one of those landscapes that is gorgeous beyond anything you've seen in waking life. Pink-tinged clouds of beautiful hue and texture filled the sky. All around me was water, interspersed with strips of inhabited land, like a strange city straddling the sea. The water was full of beautiful sailing ships of many varieties.

I felt a bit lonely in all this splendor and wished I had a friend to hang out with. Something inspired me to seek "Ozymandias," though the name has little relevance for me (outside being vaguely aquainted with its literary source) and has never come up in a dream before, nor can I trace it to DR. I loudly called "Ozymandias!" but no one appeared. Then I had an intuition that one of the boats was his, a small craft with a complex array of small square black and red sails.

I flew over and landed on the boat, which was not much bigger than a rowboat despite its magnificent sails. There was a tall vertical form in the prow that I had assumed was Ozymandias, only to discover that it was made of wood and evidently served as the steering apparatus. The boat was empty, even though it was not anchored but sailing freely in the harbor. Something caught my eye and I knelt down to find some single earrings and a few tiny beads in the bottom of the boat, as though a woman had been here. Though I retained a degree of lucidity, I found myself being drawn into a dream narrative. I lingered in the boat until it drifted vertically down a tall waterfall, although the movement was gentle and not frightening.

I wanted to figure out why Ozymandias had apparently disappeared from his boat, so I transported myself to an office where I could speak to a harbor official. I told him about the empty boat and the evidence that a woman had been on board.

"The only other person allowed in his boat is Delphine," the clerk informed me. Something made me suspect Delphine was a courtesan, so I asked about the local brothels, and the clerk described two locations.

As I went in search of the brothel I became confused.... now I began to wonder if I was Delphine, that is, if that was the character I was playing in the dream. But if so, why hadn't the clerk recognized me, since he had appeared to be familiar with her? Could it be because I don't currently resemble her, and instead look like my waking self?

Without resolving these doubts, I went to the brothel and asked if they knew what had become of Ozymandias. "We don't give information about our clients," the madam informed me politely.

"He might be dead!" I insisted, explaining my discovery of the empty boat. That persuaded them to give me a piece of paper listing the dates that he had visited. That was as far as I was able to pursue the mystery before I woke up.

Irish TV coverage on Conor McGregor
Im watching TV in lounge room at my old house. I see my mum who's with me also. I walk over to dad, where he's sitting at a computer. He's watching the news, and it's of an Irish news program. They're talking about Conor McGregor. I sit down and notice a picture of the news reporters smoking with those old school pop eye pipes. I comment on them asking where I could get one from. They respond quickly. I figure they had the intonation hot keyed.
Dad goes to respond also. I'm not sure if he saw what I did. We have an argument over him doing a weird thing with the keyboard. He does an alt ctrl del type of move. I try telling him it's not needed. He tells me it gets a quicker response time. A scene flashes by of a car accident.
Something has smashed through the car window and Impaled the driver.

Surprising Brothel Visit
We're driving a guy to brothel as a surprise. We reach the sign which looks to be still winched. We ask the guy if he knows where he is. He does. He's looking around having a laugh. We ask if he is keen to go in. He says Fuck no. He pulls out his phone and begins taking photos and video footage of the entrance and building. We hear someone near by and tell everyone to remain quite and not run. It ends up being the wrong decision as an employer sees us. He looks to be dressed up as a women. He chances back into a man once he begins talking to me. He tells me that we have to leave, and not to tell anyone about the place.mI respect his decision and take it. One of the guys with me says that we should have questioned him asking if we're legally in wrong, and that maybe he would invite us in.

Dream Fragment
My Grandmother feels forced to have sex with her partner. Her back is sore in the process. I see waves.

[Fell asleep while attempting a SSILD - I remember very vague images and themes from a dream I went into for a while, as well as a false awakening, before gaining lucidicity]

I think - I'm dreaming again. The walls and floors around me are pure white - I know this is a lucid laboratory. For a while the task I've been given by the scientists is to walk through a corridor in a loop to gain stability - I wander how long I will be made to do this...

Time fast forwards, and finally I am allowed to stop walking and the dream is fully stable. A girl comes to take me out of the lab - she announces this in the microphone in a formal fashion, which I hear amplified through speakers in the corridors after a slight delay from hearing her actual voice beside me. She tells me to follow her - I am very eager to leave so I try to run ahead, but she tells me if I'm ahead of her then I could get cancer from her boobs. So I go behind her and touch her boobs from behind (yeah, a bit creepy, but it's a dream right?) which she doesn't mind me doing. At some point during the next paragraph I touched them again but this time she was really pissed off so I didn't even think about doing it again.

She takes me through some kind of obstacle course - jumping, swinging, weightlifting... I am worried about the weights though as I did a fairly hard workout the evening before and didn't want to risk injuring myself by working out in the dream as well...... So I skipped the weights and walked onward to find a shop.

The shop sold all kinds of sweets and crisps - I could clearly see a few packets of Pringles, and get quite excited about the opportunity to shop and see what these dream sweets are like. I tell the shopkeeper that she can add anything to my tab and I'll pay it when I'm done. I take the first sweet I see and eat it, but it's not very tasty Before I get to try another one I spill something on the floor right in front of the shopkeeper. I decide it's best I don't deal with this, so I make my escape to the nearest door, hoping no-one will follow me. As I reach the door I am wandering where it should lead to... I decide it should be a brothel, as I've been curious to see what that's like.

I walk through the first door and, as I'd hoped, noone followed me. I find myself in some kind of small preparatory passage to the second door, which is slightly ajar and through which I can see fancy looking armchairs and dim lighting - I feel certain I will walk into a brothel when I walk through this door, and indeed I do - I glimpse some girls sitting on the armchairs, and one seriously hot babe walks past me. I touch her on the arm and ask "how are you?" then feel like that was a really stupid thing to say to her. When I look around, there are lots of dudes with their shirts off which I'm not so keen on... I would've liked to explore a bit further and try to get rid of the dudes, but woke up before I got the chance.

[Fell asleep while attempting a SSILD - I remember very vague images and themes from a dream I went into for a while, as well as a false awakening, before gaining lucidicity]

I think - I'm dreaming again. The walls and floors around me are pure white - I know this is a lucid laboratory. For a while the task I've been given by the scientists is to walk through a corridor in a loop to gain stability - I wander how long I will be made to do this...

Time fast forwards, and finally I am allowed to stop walking and the dream is fully stable. A girl comes to take me out of the lab - she announces this in the microphone in a formal fashion, which I hear amplified through speakers in the corridors after a slight delay from hearing her actual voice beside me. She tells me to follow her - I am very eager to leave so I try to run ahead, but she tells me if I'm ahead of her then I could get cancer from her boobs. So I go behind her and touch her boobs from behind (yeah, a bit creepy, but it's a dream right?) which she doesn't mind me doing. At some point during the next paragraph I touched them again but this time she was really pissed off so I didn't even think about doing it again.

She takes me through some kind of obstacle course - jumping, swinging, weightlifting... I am worried about the weights though as I did a fairly hard workout the evening before and didn't want to risk injuring myself by working out in the dream as well...... So I skipped the weights and walked onward to find a shop.

The shop sold all kinds of sweets and crisps - I could clearly see a few packets of Pringles, and get quite excited about the opportunity to shop and see what these dream sweets are like. I tell the shopkeeper that she can add anything to my tab and I'll pay it when I'm done. I take the first sweet I see and eat it, but it's not very tasty Before I get to try another one I spill something on the floor right in front of the shopkeeper. I decide it's best I don't deal with this, so I make my escape to the nearest door, hoping no-one will follow me. As I reach the door I am wandering where it should lead to... I decide it should be a brothel, as I've been curious to see what that's like.

I walk through the first door and, as I'd hoped, noone followed me. I find myself in some kind of small preparatory passage to the second door, which is slightly ajar and through which I can see fancy looking armchairs and dim lighting - I feel certain I will walk into a brothel when I walk through this door, and indeed I do - I glimpse some girls sitting on the armchairs, and one seriously hot babe walks past me. I touch her on the arm and ask "how are you?" then feel like that was a really stupid thing to say to her. When I look around, there are lots of dudes with their shirts off which I'm not so keen on... I would've liked to explore a bit further and try to get rid of the dudes, but woke up before I got the chance.

7/13/14* Awesome! Finally one of my recent vivid dreams became lucid! Similar calm, highly lucid, exploration like my grassy sea lucid and right after seeing the closest thing I have seen to a grassy sea: I just watched Gravity for the first time last night and there is a scene where you see a grassy vegetation growing up out of a large body of water. When I saw that scene in the movie IWL my heart fluttered emotionally with the memory of the wonderful lucid dream it so much reminded me of and it must have inspired another awesome LD. I think it solidified the point for me to slow down and explore all of the wonder right around you. I have also had similar experiences IWL.

One of my earlier dreams was very vivid. At the end there is a squirrel that got into a house with a gathering or party. After trying to lead him out an open door, I was able to catch it but it reached back and bit my hand. I moved my hands further up his body to the base of his head to keep him from biting me again. All I could see from the injury was what looked more like a bloody scratch. I woke with the thought that the squirrel biting me should have made me lucid.

I am on a trip again, a common theme. My family and I are heading to quarantine area where they are going to apply some treatment to everyone via spray in the room so that no one carries any diseases into this foreign country. In a seemingly semi lucid moment I put my arms around this beautiful woman who takes to it kindly at first but then pushes me away. I sit on the floor apparently wearing a baseball cap as my view is slightly obscured looking upwards. Two cute kids are playing with me as I sit there. My wife is sitting on a ledge above on the perimeter of the room and a guy next to her is apparently stinky and she makes a face. I asked my wife where our son is. She didn't seem sure and didn't seem worried. Doors to the room opened up to let everyone out and transport trolleys are coming in and I'm the last one still in there and the doors closed but I'm able to scurry my way to the door and open it and go out. It is a beautiful countryside with
green hills reminding me of where I was in 1993. Lots of people hanging around outside but no wife and son. I just wait knowing they would know where to find me. People are sitting at an outdoor table talking while most others mingling much like a party but it is daytime, outside and of course in the beautiful scenery. I see a group walking down the road maybe they are with them up that way. I pass a place that raises collies apparently, the dog breed. I strain my neck to see and a dog runs up to me to jump or bite me...ah dog dream sign (One of the dream signs I thought about during WBTB...I'm dreaming.. fades and I clench my eyes to try to reenter the dream. It probably never ended, probably just the void, it's hazy but I can see a little bit and I think of the task of the month and I start to visualize an elevator...nothing at first but then a big red button appears and I press it and at this point it is more like I am visualizing an elevator door opening and seeing the elevator car and stepping in.
I can feel myself going up up up in what feels more like an open-air elevator car and still hazy. I am not satisfied with experience due to the lack of visuals. I think that I wake up but wait remember always check when waking up. I do feel that I'm still in a dream, an FA, laying in bed. I get out of bed. I'm in a hotel room with strange striped wallpaper. I end up face down on the floor and struggle to crawl up to the wall to lift myself up. How tricky the transition is to an FA. Try to stick my finger through my palm and it indicates that I am awake. No! I am sure that I'm dreaming so I look at my left hand and there are five fingers. But, I have a small appendage or extra little finger sticking out to the right of my left index finger going out from a spot about 3/4 of an inch down my finger. I think again of the elevator task...a hotel should be perfect. I go through two sets of doors to exit my hotel room but before I close the door I take one
more look at my hand and it looks just like before surprisingly...five fingers with a little extra one. The hallway of the hotel is awesome it looks maybe 1920s!! The walls are adorned with a beautiful rich dark wood paneling up and down. I go down to one end of the hall and there's a short flight of stairs up straight ahead, maybe 5 stairs and I start to go up and I think this wouldn't be the way to an elevator but at the top I see there's a small opening or space and there is a small door not more than a foot and a half tall . I go back the other way down the hall past where I came out and circle around to the right and I see a man and a woman in an open area with curtains that are opened. It looks like an opium den and/or a brothel. I keep going then I come to an opening in the hall there is a weird creature or boy sitting on the floor with his back to me. I decide to turn my back to him...out of sight out of mind. I continue down another hall and
walk past this man who had first looks like a guy in a suit and tie. Still not seeing an elevator I decide to go back to the man who now looks more like a bellman , an old fashioned one. I asked him if there's an elevator here. He says that the elevator will be ready in 1 to 2 weeks. I then think perhaps I can teleport to one of the neighboring buildings it seems like I'm in a big city downtown with lots of buildings back at the early part of the century from everything I see in this hotel and the way that guy is dressed. I'm amazed how vivid this dream is and how beautiful everything is. I ask if there's another building around with an elevator. The guy says that actually I can ride their elevator but I just have to sign a waiver. I ask him where will it take me. He says it will take me up to the top. I ask him what is there? He says the tree. I say the tree? Is this construction, unfinished? No he says it is solid. It used to house our Communications
department(?). I follow him towards the elevator down the hall that looks like a maintenance corridor and I'm having trouble standing up straight. I am leaning heavily as if I will fall to my left down a stairwell but I am hanging on to some bars or pipes that line the right side. It seems like the guy I am following is growing impatient at how slow I am. I'm in a dilemma. I'm not sure if I should let go and have faith that I can walk straight or keep going while holding on. I think it's okay if I fall it is just a dream but I might lose the scene and my path to the elevator. I also I think that I could teleport. I got probably 20 feet down this hall hanging on before I finally woke up for real. Still very cool lucid scenes and I wake up smiling. My day practices up until yesterday were focusing on doing the elevator task next for whatever reason. Yesterday I thought I started incubating the idea that I should meet up with Dreamer first, but next need to incubate that a bit more. Might have gotten to that task if I had ever completed the elevator one! 173

Feb 3-4 2014 (Lucid)

Sky Diving Through the Dream
First Successful WILD woo!
* *I let go of my body and fell through my bed. I just let myself free fall and knew a dreamscape would create itself out of the blackness. As I was falling I recall very loud and potentially scary growls and noises, but I just simply let it happen and wasn't scared. Eventually the dream formed and I was sky diving towards land that appeared far below. It was beautiful too, everything was vibrant. The colors of giant lakes were bright blue, and green rolling hills extended in every direction. I was heading for a small town directly below me.
* *I landed, and decided to explore a bit. There were houses scattered every which way with no rhyme or reason to their planning. The style seemed half modern, have medieval as the houses were primarily different tones of wood. I found attractive girls nearby and I had urges to be with them. Most ignored me until I complemented one, and then held out my hand, and she took it. We walked a bit, eventually I woke up, but I was able to fall back through my bed into a new dream scene.

Scary House and Trying to Get to Space
* *As I was falling, I eventually found myself in a house. It turned out to be a modern brothel, because the girls in there were all scantily clad and I just knew what it was. I found one attractive girl and sexy time with her ensued. (My mind was feelin dirty I suppose, ha)
* *After that is finished up, I decide to tell everyone I'm going to space. So I remember my friend T's advice with using an elevator, so I start looking around for one. I even ask a DC if he can show me one and he looks excited and starts walking somewhere. Eventually he goes in a door that looked ominous and I was scared to go in.
* *As I get scared, things start happening. It gets a bit darker, the door behind me slams shut and I can't open it, and I start hearing creepy noises. I start to panic, but catch myself. I say out loud, "this is a dream, nothing can hurt me or scare me, and I am in control."
* *Immediately it brightens up and I can open the door again. I decide to go outside and think of a new way to get to space. I think, well I know I have trouble flying, so maybe I'll use something I know can fly. How about a broom like in Harry Potter? So I ask a DC for a broom, and he hunts one down in the garage-like room we're in. He grabs a blue looking, rather short, modern "broom" and it's not like the classic ones in Harry Potter.
* *I take it anyway, go outside, and try to use it. I can kind of fly, but it's awkward and reluctant. I'll go forward like 50 feet, then sink back down, or start getting pulled backwards, or other such things. I no longer expect it to work, and it works even less. Eventually I wake up, and couldn't get back into the dream.

School Prizes, Wrong Order at Chipotle, Scheming Marksmen
* *I was at school with T, A, and other friends. There is some big meeting and someone is winning a prize if they can guess something. They have to guess who is the person in a drawing. The drawing is a giant piece of paper that someone was going to draw a person on. I was supposed to pass the paper on to the person, but I decided randomly to start the drawing and put a stick figure on it, and then pass it on.
* *The person (who is going to draw on the paper) eventually gets it, looks at me, and I feel they're mad I ruined it with the stick figure. But they start drawing anyway. Eventually it's finished and they say a big thanks to me for starting the drawing and everyone is clapping. I'm confused because all I did was put a stick figure on it, but just went with it.
* *The person who had to guess who was drawn was now up. And from my perspective it was so obvious that the person who drew the picture had drawn themself, wearing the same clothes, and they were even standing in the same pose, with both arms up like a gymnast finishing a move. But they couldn't guess it and they didn't win the prize and it was really embarassing for them.
* *Soon it would be lunch time and this lady is going through the crowd asking who will be eating there and who is going out. As she asks me, and I say I'm going out, and I also notice she has handed things out to everyone. She says ok and then hands me a piece of cheese with mustard on it. I'm revolted by it so I just chuck it when she's not looking.
* *Heading outside I ask my friends where they're going for lunch and they all reply Chipotle. I say that sounds good and they all get on their bikes and start going. I realize my bike is way back so I run to go get it. It takes a bit, but I grab it then head off and either catch up to A and T or they waited.
* *As we're riding, it's downhill on a street and we are all trying to catch jumps. I'm reminded of the downhill roads you would find in like San Fransicso. There are a lot of small ones we find, and they're fun, but soon there is a giant one I see. Friend A goes off it, but jumps off on the side early. I decide to do the full thing. I get goin as fast as I can and hit the jump that's maybe like 10 feet higher than the ground. The launch I get is incredible. I go probably 100 feet into the air. T and A are amazed. I remember knowing I wouldn't get hurt, because it was a dream or something, but I didn't get lucid.
* *We get to "Chipotle" but it's like an outdoor Native American burrito shop that's run by 3 women. Anyway we order our stuff and then hang out while they make it. T and A get their burritos and then they hand me a quesadilla, and I ask why they didn't give me a burrito like I ordered. The one who took my order is embarrassed and starts making excuses about how long it takes to re-do it, in the hopes I will just take the quesadilla.
* *I say I'll take it for free or if they refund me. They say no, and then one offers a free tortilla with it so I say that's fine. The one who owned the shop like refuses to cooperate and give me a tortilla, and I realize my quesadilla is just like only beef held together with the one tortilla. I throw it down at that point and it goes everywhere and I demand they give me the burrito I payed for.
* *My friends have all left at that point to go back to class and I figured I'll miss class. They start making the burrito again (but now remembering, they never did finish it). Guys showed up at that point who were all bragging about how good a shot they were.
* *For some reason I had a plan, and pulled a gun on one of them, right next to their face. I said sure he might be able to hit anything, but is he fast enough to stop me. Then I set the gun down, and say it was just to show them they're not all that great. The people around me are stunned and the two guys who were showing off are pissed. I tell them to prove they can hit a birdhouse maybe 150 feet away. They say it's easy and one nails it dead on. Then continues to hit hard targets he picks out. I eventually woke up around this time.

Before you read, be aware that this dream revolves around a sex scene.
Usually I simply write "I had sex", but due to its important role, I actually described it quite intensely this time.
I left out most of the really explicit or dirty details, but still, if this is something that
you find inappropriate or offensive, please do not read.


I'm walking towards a building with 4 armored guards surrounding me.
I'm full of confidence, walking strong and fast towards the door.
There's anger within me, I am here to set things straight.

As one of my guards opens the door for me, I remember that I am in King's Landing, and that I am entering one of Petyr Baelish's brothels.

The term "Game of Thrones" enters my mind, but I discard it, thinking it is the name of this world or something.
We take the stairs to the first floor, and are greeted by some prostitutes.
They are absolutely gorgeous!
Most of them are wearing slightly see-through dresses that reveal the shape of their bodies underneath, but leave everything else to the imagination.
It is difficult not to stare, but I know that I am in a position where it would be inappropriate to do so.

"I'm here for Littlefinger"

I proclaim, full of confidence.
But I quickly realize that this is all I know.
I am here because some sort of problem and I need to set things with him straight.
Why can I not remember something of such importance?

One of the women makes me a sign to follow her, and leads us through a corridor, presumably leading to Baelish's office.
I decide that once we reach it, I'll most likely remember, and decide not to worry about it.
Well that, and I'm also distracted by the woman in front of me.
She's walking very suggestively, clearly trying to draw attention to her butt which is visible through her dress.
She glances at me by looking over her shoulder, probably wondering if I'm checking her out.

I try to look as serious as possible. Pokerface.
She seems disappointed that I'm not staring and keeps walking.

To the left and right are doors leading into rooms where people are presumably heaving sex.
Well, not presumably, as I get closer I can clearly hear the voices coming from these rooms.
They are intense. Both men and women are screaming shouts of pleasure.
In front of the rooms other women are waiting, often kissing or fingering each other as they wait for customers.

The sexual tension is extreme, and the more I try to ignore it, the stronger it becomes.
I can clearly feel the sexual energy streaming from the rooms.
Some have not even bothered to close the doors to their rooms. I try not to look, but cannot avoid it most of the time.

It makes me feel quite uncomfortable.
It's not the sex, nor is it the women. The whole situation actually turns my on to a great extend.
But the sexual energy from the other men... I don't want to feel it, but it is shoved right in my face.

To top it off, I spot what appears to be a gnome walking into one of the rooms with a lady.
He's tiny!
He notices me and gives me that "I'm going to have sex with this woman" look.
The fuck?

"Here we are."

Well shit, I still don't remember why I'm here.
My guards wait outside as I enter the room.
Littlefinger is sitting behind his desk, and not very far away I spot Daenerys Targaryen with one of her dragons on her shoulder.

The dragon is bigger than in the tv-series.
(Yes, I actually think off the tv-series, but it doesn't strike me as odd that I'm with tv characters or that this scene makes absolutely no sense in the current GoT plot)

Baelish is clearly not happy to see me, and he asks me with an annoyed tone:

"What is it?"

If only I knew.
I decide the best course of action would be to just act all smug and superior and not say anything.
He doesn't really seem to expect an answer, so I just stare at him.
I'm somewhat superior to him right? ... Or... who am I?
Finally he stands up.

"This is outrageous!"

Daenerys steps in.

"Yes it is! Who do you think you are to refuse service to my dragon???"

Aha, so that's what's going on.
...
Wait what?

"This is an establishment that caters to men and women, and not to your bloody pets!"
"I am the mother of dragons and I demand that you show me respect!"

Oh boy, what have I gotten myself into here.
I feel that I should side with Daenerys though, after all I am a dragon as well.
And this request isn't really that unreasonable is it?

I smack my hand on the table and stare into Baelish's eyes and I say in a serious, powerful and slightly angry voice:

"Your whores do seem to cater to gnomes though."
"Are you perhaps suggesting that a dragon is an inferior life form compared to a fucking gnome?"

He is so scared. I can see it in his eyes. He is so scared that he cannot retain composure.
I still don't remember who I am, but I conclude that I'm some kind of amazing badass.

"I... I didn't mean it like that."

One of the prostitutes storms into the room towards Daenerys and offers to take care of her dragon.
She nods and the dragon climbs onto the shoulder of the prostitute and they go into a room.

"To think that I had to come here for this."
"My apologies..."

What am I doing?

"Sir, perhaps you would be interested in some of my women... on the house of course!"

Two prostitutes enter the room and take their tops off.
Boobies! They look so soft.
Wait... this is not something my character would do is it?
It is hard to resist the offer though.

"I have more urgent matters to attend to then to fuck your whores."
"Of course... again... my apologies, if you need anything please let me know."

I turn around and leave the room.
Fuck, I'm so horny right now.
Walking through the corridor filled with sexual energy isn't helping.
I'll just get out of here and get back to...
What was I doing? Who am I?
I stop.



You have got to be fucking kidding me.
I look around me. Half naked ladies everywhere.
It feels so real.
The smell of lavender in the air is doing a decent job of covering the smell of sex.

Uuh, this is weird, did I just make a prostitute have sex with a dragon?
How does that even work?
The idea of going into that room to see how they're doing it pops up in my head but I discard it quickly.
I start walking towards the exit again.
I try to calm down and mentally stabilize the dream, but I quickly notice that it is perfectly stable.
Should I just have some fun with one of the girls? They're all very pretty.

But then everything stops.
I can't feel any of the DC's anymore, except for one.
An extremely strong and vibrant aura is emerging from one of the rooms.
It is very familiar... who is this again?
I walk straight towards the room not thinking about anything else anymore.
I am drawn towards it by a higher power.

I open the door and find a very cute, attractive and beautiful woman, wearing a rather revealing dress.
The look she gives me is the exact opposite from cute though. It is so horny and dirty.
Is this... is this the hibiscus girl?
I search for a hibiscus flower. She's always wearing one, or it is painted somewhere on her clothes, hence why I call her "the hibiscus girl".
I can't see it, but my sense of global awareness tells me it is there, strapped into the back of her hair.
I glance into her eyes, and sure enough, they are those amazing eyes with infinite detail.
She has long brown hair, which is beautifully weaved together in a rather extravagant fashion.
I also notice some kind of long skin-tight silver bracelet on her left arm, which seems to have been sculpted to look like a dragon.

I close the door behind me and walk towards her full of confidence.
All of my encounters with her have been very sexual and I know this one isn't going to be any different.
Dream Journal Entries tagged with 'Hibiscus'

The sexual tension between us is extreme.
I can see in her eyes that she is feeling the same way I am. She can't seem to stand still of excitement.
Once I'm close enough she immediately hugs me and moves in for a kiss.
But I stop her just before our lips touch.
I'm teasing her, and I see a small opportunity.

"Who are you?"

She's breathing heavily. She can't stand it that I'm teasing her.
The sexual tension between us is so strong that it begins to manifest itself physically.
Arcs of lightning are shooting between our bodies where our skin is close.

"I won't say."

Her voice is shivering.
She tries to pull me closer so that we will finally kiss, but I keep resisting.

"Tell me!"

She clearly considers it, but decides against it.
Following a dirty smile she rips off my shirt.
She moves in again.
I'm not stopping her this time.
We kiss.

As our lips touch I get the most intense feeling all over my body.
It feels a bit like goosebumps, but it is so much more intense.
Colors quickly become ridiculously vibrant.
I can clearly hear both of our hearts racing.

She moves back a little and tries to pull me onto the bed.
There is no need to say anything, her eyes clearly scream "I want to have sex"
She moans as I rip off her dress and push her onto the bed.
She spreads her legs and holds out her arms towards me.

I quickly get rid of my clothes and jump onto the bed.
A few memories rush into my head.
Memories where she suggested that she is a dreamer and that she reads my DV DJ.
Is she real?
The train of thought vanishes as we commence.

She pulls on me to make me move faster.
Quickly things become pretty rough and she starts using excessive force to turn me around and get on top.
She keeps going faster and getting more violent. She is a lot stronger than I would have anticipated.
I need to use some of my dragonic power to gain the strength to get back on top.

This is so intense. Seeing the expression on her face.
She just can't get enough. And she is very vocal about it.
Magic abilities start "leaking" out of her.
She pushes me around so hard that her ethereal wings light up, which I see for the first time.
I love it, and I push back. We keep throwing each other around.
My senses go into complete overload, just like they did last time.

Some of the prostitutes are hiding behind some curtain, trying to sneak a few looks.
They have never seen something like this before.
She's an animal. She even bites me in the shoulder to get a better grip.
But so am I. We're both animals succumbing to our most basic urges.

We keep going until our muscles can support our bodies no more.
I let us fall backwards onto the bed, but as I hit the ground I feel that I've landed on grass, not on a bed.
For the first time in many minutes I bother to take a look around and notice that we're outside in a huge field.
She hugs me.
I can feel her exhaustion and her heavy breathing.
I try one last time.

"Who are you?"

But she just smiles. She's so happy, it's complete bliss.
Then she fades away.
Well, that's unfortunate.

I get up and look at the landscape.
All my muscles hurt, but I cannot help but feel profound satisfaction.

Then I realize that 2 women are standing behind me.
I turn around, realizing too late that I'm completely naked and that a specific body part is still fully erect.
They don't say anything, they just stare and their faces turn somewhat red.
I walk past them, finding the situation humorous.

"Good afternoon my ladies."

A crow far away starts yelling "peeeenis... peeeenis"
It is barely audible, but a good reminder of the randomness of my dreams.





I wake up and surprisingly I go from complete exhaustion to well rested.
I try to remember my previous dream which makes me scratch my head.
I take a page of notes to help me remember in the morning.
For some reason I write

"I am a dirty man"

at the very end.
Why did I do that?
I change it to

"I am a dirty an awesome man"

and smile like an idiot.
Then I go back to sleep.





...
Yuya sends me a signal that she's with Liv visiting some place and that I should come.
I teleport to their location and find myself on a rather odd planet.
It has a green sky, and the entire landscape is covered with what appears to be glass biodomes linked with each other by bridges.


I try to say hi but Liv takes a step back. She seems to be in full shyness mode which I haven't seen in a while.
Yuya on the other hand seems highly amused.

"What's going on?"

She whispers in my ear, with an evil grin on her face that tells me whatever she's going to tell me will make me feel really weird:

"You smell like sex."

...
Shit.

She bursts out laughing. Fortunately I don't feel too weird about it.

"Speaking of which, do you have any idea who this girl is?"

She closes her eyes and scans my memory to get a better grasp on whom I'm talking about.
Unfortunately, she immediately skips to the sex scene, which I did not expect at all.

"HEY!"
"Oh my!"

She gives me this "well done sir" look, that only guys are supposed to give each other.

"That was... impressive."

What makes it worse is that she means it.
And I can feel that she's a little turned on by it.
I feel rather ashamed now.

"Oh calm down, how often have I told you that we don't have those weird notions about sex you have in the waking world."

Yes, she has. And I know it isn't weird for her, but I still didn't want her to see that.

"I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault."
"And no, I don't know who she is, but she seems to be a rather curious individual."

I try to change the topic.

"So, where are we?"

She explains to me how and why the biodomes were built.
The one next to us apparently holds a collection of the most amazing candy that has ever existed.
This explains why the room is full of guards. You can clearly see it from where we're standing.
The candy is also in the open, laid out on different tables.

"Huh? Do they only have old-fashioned guards? No futuristic or magic security systems?"
"No, just guards. I mean, how would you sneak in there?"

Exactly! How would I?
I can't blink there because there's a physical obstruction in the way.
However...

I summon my phoenix wings, trying not to alarm Yuya.
She doesn't notice.
This is gonna be fun.
I look over at the biome and immediately see that I have a short window right now where nobody is looking.

*Zap*
*Pick*
*Zap*

Yuya looks at me curiously.

"Did you just do something?"

She must have felt my aura change for a split second.

"Maybe?"

I reveal one of the candies I've just stolen in my mouth.

"!!! No you haven't!"

I grin.

"Are you mad? Oh who am I kidding, of course you are."
"So let's skip to the important question... did you...?"
"Of course!"

I hand her one of the other candies I've stolen.

"Nice!"

I also offer one to Liv but she doesn't want one.
The fact that I've just committed thievery makes her rather uncomfortable.

The candy in my mouth starts to become extremely sour. I did not expect that.
But it tastes so good... yet my tongue feels like it can't handle it.
Then suddenly, Yuya and I spot a guard walking by.

We stand up straight and try not to look suspicious.
Unfortunately, at that specific moment, the candy becomes so sour that none of us are able to keep a straight face.
The guard looks at us both and presumably witnesses the two worst attempts at a pokerface in history.
He is visibly confused but decides to keep walking.

Both Yuya and I have to laugh out loud once he's gone.
Good times.

8/13/11

DEILD

Recall: good

The dream started in a car, as I was traveling with Sam. We were going from town to town looking for something. We find out that there is a brothel nearby and we decide to check it out. Before we went inside, we had to sit and wait outside in the dark. There were a ton of other guys stretched over a half block just killing time before they can go in. I sit down in a white plastic chair next to some people I don't know. Some dude goes up to me and points at the chair I'm sitting in saying, "is that seat taken?" A little confused, I said, "The one I am sitting in? Yeah. Its taken." Another DC laughed at the stupid question. I decided to move away from these guys so I pick up my chair and move around them. I see that the guys around me are sitting in a pink, inflatable couch.

The dream skipped and we are inside. The whole group of guys are still waiting in this room. The room had a bunch of red velvet it was all pretty fancy looking. Finally, someone walks into the room who works there and calls everyone's attention. He throws out these slips of paper. I look around and see that a few landed by me. I grab one and look at it. It had some weird markings and appears to have been torn out of some other magazine or newspaper. There is a 4 digit number written on there that I cannot make out. I am pissed because apparently we are randomly assigned girls instead of choosing....always a dangerous game.

The head guy comes over to me and sees the pile of 3 other numbers by my feet. He jokes that I'm hogging all of the numbers. I grab him some numbers and he hands them out so everyone has one. I start walking with him downstairs, still a little confused about this whole process. He asks me if sometimes my words aren't observable as quickly as my thoughts are. I get the gist of what he is saying but I say, "what?" anyway. He says another convoluted statement, but I know he is asking about my stutter. I am just at a brothel, I don't want to talk about this, so I tell him that. He is a host, and I am a guest, so he politely drops the subject.

We enter a room with a bunch of couches all lined up. I sit down and there is another random dude. Three girls show up. The most attractive one goes to the other guy (figures...). There is a decent looking brunette and a blonde who was a little thick. She had a really round face. Apparently she was new and needed training so I got a 2 for 1 deal. She starts giving me the low down after seeing how nervous I was. This was the part where you just got to know your hooker (on a side note: get to know a hooker is a good idea for a TV show). She said that light arm touches and linking arms are ok. She also mentions something about kissing, and then she dives right in. We made out for half a minute or so. It was nice at first, but then my tongue kept hitting teeth and hard palate. We start talking for a bit. The girls kind of switch off talking to me. I notice they laugh a lot at my terrible jokes, but I guess hookering has to involve some acting.

The guys are asked to leave and talk with the main host again. I go over and sit next to Sam. The host hands us some cards and starts to talk turkey. He is talking about how much it will cost and other rules as I look at what he gave us. It was some sort of bill. The first thing was a 4 drink maximum. Some drinks were written below it, and they matched the drinks I "remember" having. I didn't drink anything but I thought I had. The total was $45. I didn't think that was so bad. Apparently we still had another "date" part of the encounter coming up, and I was pissed that I used up my drinks. I had no idea that going to a brothel had so much emphasis on the date/talking part. Sam raises his hand to ask something of the host. I look up, and he asks if this date part is required. It is, and Sam doesn't look happy with that answer.

I lose the dream, and am laying in my bed. I'm pissed that the dream ended before anything good happened. I spent so much time at that damn brothel. Then I feel stupid that I missed a bunch of dream signs.

Before I know it, I'm back in the dream and outside the brothel. I immediately start running and looking for something to do. I decide to stop, stabilize, and calm myself for a bit. I plop down onto the ground. The ground is some white, powdery stone; it looks like I'm in a quarry. I look up into the daylight, but don't see a sun. I decide to take a lucid pill to increase the dream length while I'm here. I reach into my pocket and grab a good sized pill. I try to take it, but I can't swallow it without water. So I just break it in half and eat the powder.

I wanted to try to crash the sun into the earth, but there was no sun. I go for the next best thing and stretch my hand to the horizon. I focus hard and slowly raise my hand above a mountain in the distance. Nothing happens, so I look to the side while still pulling. Then, the ground shakes. I look back and this tidal wave of lava is now launching into the air over the mountain. I pull it towards me, and this big, red behemoth is approaching rapidly. It formed a long river of magma as it flew across the sky. As it began to arch down, it looked like a blood-red rainbow; it was beautiful. The river of lava crashes like 30 ft. from me and flows along the ground. The DCs around me were terrified. The river is expanding and flooding up to where I am. I jump back, just as it almost devours my foot. I scramble away, and look back. It appears to be receding now. Within a few seconds, there are only small pools of magma scattered around the quarry.

I turn around and there is a camera flash. There is only one guy standing right be behind me. He looks at me and says, "I know you're dreaming." I didn't like how he snuck a picture of me and knows this fact. He doesn't seem like a DG and seemed confrontational. I make my move; jumping at him, I am able to wrestle him to the ground. I stand up and suddenly there is a black SUV with like 5 more of these guys in suits. I look up and try to fly, at first I fall back down. On the second attempt, I take to the sky.

I can feel propulsion coming from my legs as I am heading for the stars. I level out and fly over grassy terrain. There were beautiful rolling hills. My legs start to bend in a sitting position and suddenly I'm flying in a plastic chair. In this position, I lost all of my thrust. Eventually I start losing altitude and land outside this building.

It is a construction site, and I start up the scaffolding. Jonah is there, and he is hiding from these people. There are a bunch of men in suits. We duck out of view, and I have an idea. I look to the horizon again and raise my hand. A towering pillar of water crests the mountain and guides toward us. Seconds later, impact. The whole building is rocked as I cling onto the nearest object. I stand up and there are massive holes in the walls. No sign of the enemies.

I get sucked out of the dream so quickly I couldn't prepare for another DEILD.

I find myself at this brothel thats like a strip club, casino, and arcade all rolled into one. I see Red playing some dice game, and theres money laid out everywhere. I started thinking about this place and realize this is only my second time I've been to this place. The first time I was here, it was also a dream. All of a sudden everyone started leaving outside, and I headed with them. Some guy in a football jersey was asking me if I wanted to leave with one group or stay with his....I told him his.

It was night time outside, and I noticed S was in the group. She was wearing some vinyl shirt that was mostly see through. She lifted up her shirt and showed her tits to all of us. She was bragging about how she just had them done. When I looked again, there were scar marks and the stitches were still visible. Her right breast was pointing in the wrong direction and she said it'll look better once everything heals up. Just when she said that, one of her nipples fell off.

I knew I was dreaming after that and someone started talking about this storm. We all rounded the corner and there was these black clouds moving in. It started getting really windy, and there was thunder, and the clouds were emitting a prism of colours near it that were in sync with the thunder. I looked down the road and saw several people fly up in the air from the wind. I couldn't help but marvel at it all for a second, and just then S jumped into my arms and wanted me to save her.

The crowd of people had mostly all but scattered by now, and I decided to just go to the second story of this building to get a better view. I moon jumped up, and almost made it on the balcony, and caught the ledge with one arm. I told her to climb up before I fall, and she was still wrapped up on me, so I threw her up there and climbed up. There were lawn chairs set up with tacky green carpeting. I turned back around and waited for the storm to approach but I woke up.