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There were two transparent spheres. One had a pink core and another had a green core. Extending from the core to the surface were things that somewhat resembled nerves.

I was hauling a camper from my grandparents' house and an old rusty bike. I was unsure about hauling the camper because I didn't know how but I safely made it to my parents' old house where I used to live and parked it in the laundry room somehow because I wanted to hide it.

I was waiting in a store at a checkout counter which was actually two guys sitting at a computer. I wanted to purchase my items but the cashier guys were just paying attention to the computer so I slowly placed my items on the counter and waited but then one of the guys grabbed me and was about to have sex with me but I jumped up and ran into the living room (sudden change of scene) and told my boyfriend what had just happened. It was like a dream within a dream because I was telling my boyfriend about my dream but I was still dreaming and didn't know it at the time.

NLD, "Spheres of Gas": A journalist or scientist was reporting from near the top of one of the world's tallest mountains. He or she was filming the thousands of frosty white spheres, each one a few inches across, that spread in clusters over the rocks, and explaining about how these were a type of gas (carbon dioxide?) that was naturally sequestered here in solid form. The purpose was to expose some misinformation that was being spread about climate change. I think the prospects were dire, because changing conditions would cause the release of the gasses.

He was well above the frostline, so high that he was barely within a breathable atmosphere, yet he could look down and see the beautiful warm waters of the tropics directly below. When he was done with his report he simply jumped off the sheer mountainside and floated gently down to the sea, landing precisely in center of a spiral of white sand in the brilliant blue water. All this time my perspective fluctuated between observing him/her and being him/her (perhaps that is why the gender feels ambiguous?)

NLD, "Jidori Chicken": I'm at a grocery store looking for something to cook for lunch. I remember that I like venison sausage and ask about it. They don't seem to have any but give me a sample of cheese spread. I think I could fry up some chicken if it is fresh enough, and I find a small cut-up chicken with a label proclaiming it is only nine hours old. "Jidori chicken!" I think approvingly, having long wanted to try one of these ultra-fresh birds, but I wonder if the label is accurate given that it must have spent at least some time sitting on the shelf. How often do they update the label or clean out the old ones? I decide that it must be at least daily and put the chicken in my basket.

I was playing some sort of top-down 'roguelike' shooter(roguelike according to dream, don't think it can be classified as one since it was in real-time not turn based), my player character was an sphere, apparently i was playing with some LP'er in multiplayer. We were on small maze'ish map and apparently we have spawned in different places of the level. We eventually found each other and proceed to the exit.
Now we were in some big wooden hall with 3 height levels connected by stairs, i was in game from first person now instead of controlling normally. As we was choosing another map i noticed an light switch. I flicked it a few times, and each time there was same choir coming from somewhere below.
Now we have started another map, i was controlling sphere again from top-down. Map was spiral like, and we have found badly placed trees that had right enough space to go in between, leading right to the exit, but we have decided to use normal path for the sake of recording. LP'er suddenly ran into bunch of hard enemies and his player character died, i went to that place and started shooting some small spheres at those enemies, who were spheres as well. It was hard, but after some ridiculous dodging i managed to kill all six of them, i have looked at map(which was Doom like) and it showed that only 2 out of 8 enemies were killed apparently. I have revived LP'er but apparently he was refusing to get up.
Suddenly we get teleported back to the wooden halls, view switches to first person and LP'er character is now an black cat apparently. He's saying that he's too sleepy to continue. I flick the 'choir switch' a few more times, and wake up shortly.

Awake - Dream - Lucid
"..." shows where time in the dream is missing.

Time: Morning of 12/10/11

This was interesting. I'm hoping that I got down all the details.

I had gotten up at around 6:00 AM to look at the lunar eclipse. My dad had woken me up to look at it. He and my little sister were leaving for a swim meet. After they left, I went back to bed and listened to internet radio on my iPod. I was listening to old archive clips of Phil Hendrie. I hadn't been using any sort of induction technique for the past several weeks.

I was on some sort of massive beach, which was crowded with hundreds of people at tables and in front of consoles. It seemed like it was some sort of convention for RC boats and also large ships. The sky was grayish blue, and the water was very dark and kind of choppy, but it was warm, and there was no wind...
I'm riding one of the small RC aircraft carriers out into the water, which was congested with other boats and ships...
Everyone is talking about some new sort of war ship that the military is looking into... Writing this, I can't remember what was so special about it!
Now I'm in back of what I think must have been one of the new ships. There is a large patio and there are people sitting and chatting. I somehow pull down from the back of this ship (which didn't appear to be in the water) a massive round grate, like the one you'd find over the gas outlet on a gas stove. I twist something under the grate, and a massive fire is lighted beneath it. This grate was massive, and for this scene of the dream, my view appeared to be flying overhead, even though I felt like my body was still on the ship. Everyone loved the stove top thing. They praised my accomplishment. Then I tried to turn it off, but it was very hot and I had to use massive pliers to twist the valve shut... I don't remember if I actually succeeded in getting the thing turned off.
Everything seemed to skip ahead one year. I was coming back to the convention this year, accompanied by my dad this time. He said everyone would want a setup spot next to me because I had become famous at last year's convention. As he said this, we were wondering a back gravel path past wood cabins in what seemed to be a forest. There was a little snow on the ground, but I didn't feel cold. Apparently these were all convention spots; we just had to get to the beach. Everyone tried to talk to me as we passed. Eventually we rounded a corner at the end of the string of cabins, and there was the beach, packed with people. I wondered off to my spot, which I somehow knew. Next to my spot, I saw someone who I edit videos for on YouTube, but had never actually met in person. He apparently had the spot next to mine. He was busy setting up an RC boat. I said hi and without looking up he said "hey, buddy." Then we got to talking and I noticed that he seemed to be made out of the same material as egg cartons are. I asked him about it and he said something which I can't remember. I said to him, "this is the first time I've actually met you in person." He replied, but I can't remember how. A bunch of people were coming up to me and asking if I was going to do the stove top again this year. I said I would...
Now we are on board one of the new military ships again. I seem to suddenly be accompanied by some friends from school. The halls inside the ship are dim with a greenish tint. Eventually I find my way to a computer and look at the screen...
Now I'm at the top of a cliff at a smooth-faced orange canyon. At the bottom, there is blue water, clear enough to see to the bottom. The cliffs weren't too high, maybe 100 feet or so. I make some remark about this being the perfect place for the stove, because there is a lot of space in the gorge...
Now I am at a beach, but it doesn't seem to be the same one. It is very sunny and the water is calm, and there are no other people besides my group. Next to the water, I am setting up some apparatus necessary for the stove top. I am with someone else, but I don't remember who. A sound startles us and we look around, to see a group of basketball-sized colored spheres, all with cartoonish faces, moving along in a line and making some sort of song. I walk up to them, and they greet me and tell me they are on some sort of mission. We go back around a hill that was behind us...
My group of friends and the spheres chat for a while, saying they need to explore the surrounding system. We chat for a while. I then go back out to the canyon, and as I get to where I would be setting up the stove top, I hear a sound behind me. I look over a rock and see another sphere, with round glasses and a long white beard. Somehow, I seem to recognize this sphere, and I go and talk to him...
Between there and the next part, I'm sure something else happened, but I can't remember what. I don't want to trick myself into making up details that weren't really there, so I won't try to write anything.
We are talking with the spheres, and they put up on a screen what their planned path around the area was for their mission. It was a map that should looping lines, like an orbital path. Chris, a friend of mine from school, added a separate path branching off from the main loops, saying that would add some fun...
Now I just see an overview of the original crowded beach. A voice is talking about that military ship again, describing it. It says something like "It looks like a battleship, but it mainly works as a *can't remember*. I then see a side view of the ship, with the water underneath translucent. The ship sinks, and I begin to hear parts of my online radio.

I wake up, turn off the radio, and check the clock. It's somewhere around 11:30. I decide to get up and write this down.

This dream seemed to be more coherent than the last one I posted. There are still bits missing, but it seems to be more complete. I enjoyed this dream a lot, but I'm not sure exactly why.

NOTES

• The dream had a positive feel to it.
• This dream also involved people I really knew, which I find interesting. For me, that hasn't been common.