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I'm gonna be sure to keep lucid moments in the present tense from now on, and non-lucid stuff in the past tense, since I feel that is more interesting, makes for a better read, and gives more importance to the lucid parts.

17.12.2009

Pirates vs. Ninjas (DILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So, I'm in the final stretch. I have a bit of a break so I figured I'll spend some time on my DJ. Here's a short lucid I had last night that was kinda fun.

The lead up to lucidity was somewhat interesting. Typical dream family life continued as per usual. I played the lives of two family members and did everything I could to keep it a secret from everybody. Characters from Family Guy were also there. There was some kind of event going on that nobody wanted to attend, so Chris had a fat girl fill in for him, hoping no one would notice.

Not being an idiot like the rest of the family, I did notice, and confronted her about it, asking her how much he was going to pay her, and alternatively if she would get paid if her cover was blown. She said she would get 50 bucks either way since Chris isn't really that smart. My chance to extort a little money from her backfired so I made my way out of the house, to my court. I made it all the way down to the end of my driveway when I saw five teenagers approach me. One whispered to the other something about sticking to the plan as they started to circle me. Well, if it's a fight they want, then it's a fight they'll get.

Good thing this is all a dream, I think, as I reach both hands down to my left side, otherwise I wouldn't be able to do this. I feel the scabbard in my left hand and the fabric wrapping the hard sturdy hilt of my Katana in my right. I start to unsheathe it. It doesn't make a sound as I pull, so I provide my own (even though it's not supposed to make a sound if you do it right). I also put the sheath and blade out, horizontally, in front of me so I can see it as I pull it out. The steel blade is dark and cold, ignoring the searing sunlight above and refusing to shine as I finish my draw and bring it into a basic stance.

The teenagers back up a step. A look of surprise on their faces. Still, one of them had already managed to get behind me. I watch his shadow on the ground and listen for any sign of attack. He rushes at me. Smirking, I let him get a little bit closer before I flip my stance and flick my blade around, thrusting it into his abdomen, so quickly all he can do is gasp and stand there, shocked by my speed and form. I twist and tear the blade out through his side. There's no blood, and his skin is unusually hard to cut. This should be interesting.

A few others come at me, a look of anger on their faces. I attack them fiercely, but my slashes only cut so deep as their rock hard skin stops my blade from proceeding any further into their bodies. Another one tries to surprise me from behind. I do the same trick I did with the other guy and he jumps back in surprise, and fear, to avoid the thrust, throwing his arms up comically as he does so.

The leader tries to take advantage of my move and jumps at me from the side. I whip my sword around and slice off his arm. Suddenly, the dream glitches out and everything seems to split and slide in differing directions at the point where I cut through his arm. Woah, what's going on? I focus for a second, and everything comes back together in a snap. Unfortunately, he still has his arm.

I take a relaxed stance as the teens around me stop their assault. "Okay, I think that's enough." Their leader, the guy I just cut, says. "We were wondering if you wanted to join our group."

"What group?" I ask.

"Oh, we're part of an organization that sets up fun battles, kinda like this. See, we're Ninjas, but we needed some people to be Pirates, and we were hoping you could be a Pirate for us."

"Huh?"

"We have a website if you want to check it out: it's piratesvsninjas.com. There's a bunch of servers set up where we can play games with each other online from the PC or the Xbox, and can use a glitch to sometimes transfer those games over to dreams."

"You mean, like, shared dreams?"

"Yeah! We can have 2 on 2 fights, 4 on 4's, and 8 on 8's! It's a lot of fun."

"This is just silly."

"No, it's really cool! Here! I'll show you the website!"

He whipped out a laptop. By this point I was no longer lucid. I took the computer from him and opened up my DJ for some reason. I told him to give me a sec and that I had to check something. I noticed an entry about a dream in which I wrote, in my Dream Journal, about a dream that happened inside the dream. It had a character in it named IceIceIceDawg.

Then a loud noise woke me up.

06.11.2009

The Search For Ice: Consultation (DILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

*non lucid about a perverted yeti and shooting it with a Barret .50 Cal. goes here*

*realization that I'm dreaming after worrying about opening and closing a door and having the yeti reappear goes here*

How vivid! Thus the apple juice has proven its worth, three nights in a row. Now, to the air! As I fly off my front porch and skim the grass, the girl from before rushes out, still angry at me for not trying to take out the yeti any sooner, keeping up with my speed. "Wonderful dream we're having." I comment, smiling widely. She smiles back, anger disappearing, and rushes ahead. Goodbye, character of my mind, I will never see you again.

Oh, what to do? I think to myself, rising slowly into the air. Oh, yes, I need to speak with my Dream Guide. This won't be too hard, I think. "When I turn around, my Dream Guide will be in the court below me." The sun shines off the sleek black roof before me. I can see the reflection of everything behind me, but I ignore it verily. TURN! Aha, what is that figure dressed in green lying on the asphalt so far below? Surely, it is my Dream Guide!

I fly toward the female, dropping to the ground as I get closer. I reach out my hand and pull her up. Oh, I'd recognize that face and this strange feeling of, what, connection(?), anywhere. But, alas, something is amiss. She is so young and petite. It is her face, her hair, her presence, but much younger than I've ever seen. We greet each other with a smile. And I go right into why I've called for her. "I have some questions for you, about Ice."

"I know, but first you have to do something for me."

"What is it?"

"Take me to Narnia Castle."

"Okay, let's go."

*change in tense and style because I'm getting lazy*

We head off. She runs ahead of me, taking my hand and pulling me along. My hands are dry, so I wet them and rub them together. She tries to take my hand again, but I don't want her to have to grab my wet hand, so I let the sleeves of my green Trench Coat fall past my hands.

I have no idea where we're going, or why she'd want to go to a place like that, whatever it may be. "Narnia Castle will be right up there when we pass those houses." I see buildings past the houses on the left street from my court. And straight ahead a strange could formation is being created at building level. "Or, if not, it'll form from those weird clouds right there."

We make it all the way to the end, but there's no obvious castle or building which we should enter. Suddenly a person calls out to us, pointing out the building behind them as the entrance to where we wanted to go. We head inside. She lets go of my hand and I start to feel myself slipping away. I can't hold onto the dream, and sure enough, I wake up.

Well, looks like I have some time to write this all down. De derp. All done, now to publish it. De derp. Great. I guess I'll check some email before the test. Oh, look my Dream Guide has replied to my journal. I am currently not noticing that I am in some kind of metro eatery style place or something and my DG is right outside the window. Instead I am having this conversation as I'm reading it. Hearing our voices as I go through. "What did that Castle thing have to do with Ice? Oh, you were trying to give me a clue? Is that where I should go to find him?" She gave me a look that, in retrospect, could be taken as either she didn't want to reveal something, but I was on the right track, or that what I was saying was just plain idiotic. I took it for the former. "So, he does hang out there a lot! Okay, so then he's just a DC!"

"No," she says. "he's a person, like me." I go silent. My Dream Guide has always been nothing more to me than an extension of myself, a way to reach and interact with my subconscious thoughts. I had never payed the connection I felt around her any mind. And at this time, I still wasn't. I felt awkward. Does she not know she's a DC?

"Well, look, some people are posting comments on my journal. I should attend to that."

And then I woke up for real.

27.08.2009

Practice Makes Perfect (DILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

2 Lucids last night. The first one only lasted a minute or two and nothing really interesting happened. The second was much better. I'll cut out a lot of the boring intro stuff.

I had just gotten off the ride. It was some kind of weird water slide that defied the laws of physics and had a story that changed each time you went on it, or something. After getting off, the girl running it tried to give me this sticker/ID/Ticket saying I had agreed to buy it for $17.95. I said "screw you" and kept walking. She followed, trying to convince me to buy it. I refused until she gave it to me for free. It was a ticket to go see The Hiphopopotamus and The Rhymenoceros in concert.

I stuck it in my pocket and went on my way, headed to the Resort's Hotel. Indoors now, I pass by a restaurant where a comedy routine is being done. The subject matter is The Brady Bunch.

I keep going. Things are just getting more and more deserted. I'm starting to worry, but that little voice goes off in my head to remind me that I am, in fact, dreaming.

Well, would you look at that. I keep moving further into the hotel/mall. Things get more and more desolate. Eventually, I come upon a huge room. This seems like a perfect place to practice some lucid skillz. First up, a bit of practice. I look down at my hands and watch as blue lightning starts to form. I can feel the electricity pulsating down my arm.

I stretch out my arms quickly, releasing a torrent of blue bolts into the nearby wall. I run at the wall, and when I reach it I start to run up it. When I am content with my height I push off and start to fall slowly. I decide to spin in midair, releasing bolts of electricity as I fell.

When I reached the ground, characters from the DBZ universe started to appear, as did Superman. I figured I'd try making some fireballs, but the best I can make are little licks of flame that make a small explosion on impact. I hurl a bunch of these at Superman, but it doesn't do anything. An Energy Blast seems like the way to go. So, I start up a kamehameha, since I always fail at normal blasts. To my surprise and delight, it works, and I'm able to sustain it, even increase its size and change its direction. I use it to essentially vaporize Krillin.

They're pretty upset with me now, even after I explain they can just wish him back to life like they do everyone else. "It's no big deal." At that, they surround me. Goku holds me down and pokes my side, thinking that has something to do with me having lucidity. I told him it doesn't work like that and they eventually let off. For some reason, I am now on DV on some random thread.

And then I woke up?

25.07.2009

Brains: Complications (DILD)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

PTD joined DV and was on the forums asking about WILDs. He was having a bit of trouble, so I told him I would get into a dream real fast to help him out. I was already in my bed so I decided to WILD. It was surprisingly easy and only took a few seconds. I ended up in a FA so I RCed.

Yep. Looks like it's a dream. Now to get up so I can go and fight him and eat his brains. Unfortunately, every time I got to the edge of the bed, I rubberbanded back into my original position. Unable to get out of bed, after using a variety of techniques, I got quite frustrated. Eventually I RCed again.

I'm awake. You got lucky this time PTD. Next time, your brains shall be mine!

I accidentally fell asleep just there.


I had a normal day in school, got home, whatever. This all went by quick for this part. I must have went to sleep in the dream.

I woke up like normal (FA), but I was in another house, but it didn't occur to me it was different, I just rolled with it. I started to realise things were different. I ended up realising that it was two years in the future. Believe it or not, the first thing I did was log onto DV and see what was going on. The first person I saw was Cygnus on it, with the yellow text like now, and the badge. Then I went to see what staff were there.
First thing I noticed was that Jeff was sort of on the list, but he wasn't a mod, his name was blacked out, and was in another part of the page. Dream guides didn't exist any more, but there were people with no mod powers whatsoever with this sort of colour of name. These people were to help people, and help around DV with stuff.

This is the point in the dream where I realise I am not on a computer (Well, not realise at the time, but where I start to remember it being like this), it was not on a computer, it was outside, in a place similar to the Highrise map on Call of Duty Modern Warfare 2. The inside bit of it was like a hotel though, showers, etc.

I was talking to some of the people from DV, I felt pretty sad that I missed a lot. Then I was talking to staff about something, and it turned out that DV was completely fucked up. Everything had fallen to mayhem, no mods available to do anything, only a few of those other people who didn't have mod powers, but they wanted to help so badly.

All of a sudden, I was at "my school", it wasn't really my school, but that is what I saw it as in the dream. I saw that things had changed a lot. I also went to see my family, and I even said to them "I can't remember a thing from the past two years". I asked if I had been to university. Turns out I did go to university, but to do a course I didn't think I would take.

After I while, I started to question how it is possible that I could forget a whole 2 years. I then thought to myself "wait a minute, the last thing I remember from 2 years ago was falling asleep. I think this is just a dream." I then did a reality check. Turns out I was dreaming.

I never really did anything, I just kinda rolled with the dream. No control whatsoever. Pretty rubbish. The rest of the dream I was just doing stupid shit because I knew it wasn't real. I was just running about breaking things etc.

Just remembered my dream/couple of dreams.

I was playing CoD 6 Modern Warfare 2, I must be because I am really exited and I can't wait till it comes out (in two days).

I had a gun that was shown in one of the trailers, it felt really good. I think I was actually IN the game, rather than just playing it. I was doing really good, I don't think I died at all.

That is all I remember from that dream, I also remember being on my computer in another dream, I was on DV, and I can't remember what I did any more.

One of my dreams, I can remember one detail of it.

I saw mes Tarrant naked.

This was a dream which I woke up and went back to sleep, and I didn't write it down, so I have now forgotten the rest.

But I remember more of another dream I had.

I was at home, but it wasn't the house I live in in real life. I don't recognise the area at all. But I saw it as home nonetheless.
Me, my mum and this other strange girl went over to some other house, we went round the back and through a door at the back.

I can't remember what we were doing, but I remember it was something important, and we needed to do it all the time, like go back there and do it again all the time.

And then that other girl turned against us, but I think we managed to kill her before she killed us. Then we found someone else to help us.

And that is pretty much all I can remember.

EDIT:I just remembered another thing
I was on the computer and I went on DV, I noticed there were a couple of names in red but not bold like the admins. My name was also in red. I was actually confused at that point, I had never seen it before, so I clicked on my name and the other one's name to see if I could find out what it was for.
And I can't remember what it turned out to be.

I really need to get back into the habit of writing my dreams down as soon as I can.