non-lucid

Sleep: 12:28AM-11AM (10hr32m)
Detail: 107 words.

I had a lot of success last night using the morning nap method with 7 hours initial sleep time and about 20 minutes wake time. I'll be testing the same parameters today. Since I didn't really have a plan before here is what I will attempt:

1 - The Pre-Flight Check: I will use the acronym EVM (Engage-Verbalize-Memory) to help recall what I need to do at the start of lucidity.
2 - Change Text: I want to see if I can change text into something specific, the same way I practice RCs all the time.
3 - Teleport using a screen or door.


Pre-WBTB

I-Beams:
I'm at my brother's house with some others. We're watching him play a computer game in the office.
My Dad arrives and it is a bit of a surprise. We hadn't expected him to show up this soon.
They discuss that the weak point in the roof is up in the top-left corner from where we are.
My Dad talks about how he had to make an extra I-beam to reinforce the area.
My brother talks about how that area is the most likely to cave in and drop stones.
I reflect about how terrifying it would be to have stones fall in from a broken roof.

Post-WBTB

No recall... boo!

Sleep: 11:25PM-6:15AM (6hr50m).
Detail: 300 words.

Putin's Human Transmutation:
I'm in a city that reminds me of Melbourne, looking for my brother's friend D from when we were little.
I have to go to the bathroom, so I enter one of the buildings. My brother is there, on the phone with D.
He is standing in the bathroom, talking and blocking both the urinals and the stalls. He won't talk to me as I try to get him to move so I can pee.
Then, I'm sitting at a table, and the bathroom is represented on a flat grid DnD style.
There's a monster diagonally from me, and I'm represented by my character's mini from waking life.
I use thunderstep to one-shot the monster, and also move 30 feet across the grid. I looked it up, and this is accurate (maximum range is 90ft).
...
I'm in a parking lot outside a store. It vaguely resembles a Target, but less crowded.
I'm talking with others about going to a soccer game where D is at.
We go into the store, and now I'm a kid working on a bike.
I'm trying to access a small port on the wheel. A plastic compartment. Something I want is there.
Nearby, somebody is having a heart-attack.
Vladmir Putin is there, and claps his hands Fullmetal Alchemist style. He is going to perform human transmutation to help this person.
He sort of melds with the person, there's some blood involved.
I get the feeling that I knew how to do it too, but it was risky and costly so I didn't want to.
...
We're leaving the store together, and Putin is now somebody else.
I realized nobody had thanked him for saving this person's life, and asked whether the person was stable.
"Yes, he is stable, and they did thank me for it."

Sleep: Data not recorded.
Detail: 141 words.

Down the Stairs:
I'm in a hallway that reminds me of my elementary school, approaching a door on my left.
When I go in, it looks more similar to a classroom from highschool or college.
Whiteboard at the front, desks in rows across from it.
I'm meeting a group for Dungeons and Dragons club.
...
I'm in an apartment, similar to where I used to play Dungeons and Dragons in waking life.
X was there playing, most likely the others from my current DnD group were too.
...
I'm going down some stairs in a dungeon. I'm looking at a map that shows the layout.
There are stairs going down with landings at each level. There is a half-circle shaped divot in the wall at each stop, maybe 6 feet wide in diameter, with a cut into the stone below forming a basin.

Sleep: 10:45PM-6:30AM (7h45m)
Detail: 151 words.

Moonwalking:
I'm at an office that resembles my actual workplace, though it seems more like an inspiration than a carbon copy.
There is a bin with some black socks in it, and I'm pulling a pair out and putting them on.
Now I am moonwalking for a small crowd of coworkers. JW from high school marching band and my friend PG are among the crowd.
They seem to enjoy the show.
...
I'm looking around for a place to put my laptop down and work.
I find a cube just over by where the bin was, and setup.
My boss, SS, comes by and I realize I'm wearing my orange Game Grumps pajama pants.
I tell him good morning and hope he doesn't notice the pants.
For some reason, I decide that I should investigate whether there is a better place to setup, so I start to wander.
I find a cafeteria-like area.

Lost:
I'm at a party with some family. It's a surprise visit, and I'm annoyed that I didn't get a heads up.
We're in a small-ish apartment, with a big crowd filling it up.
There are some puppies, one of them is an Aussie.
There is some texting mix up with K, so they think my girlfriend is pregnant.
...
I'm outside now in a questionable looking street.
There is a cartoon character doing voices walking down the street.
One of them is Peppino from Pizza Tower.
I'm with my coworker J, and we have taken on a life of crime.
We're going to sell some stolen things at a pawn shop.
It's a small place on a corner, similar to a gas station but even tinier.
I'm feeling nervous that we'll get caught, and also jealous that J has better stuff to sell.
He has electronics while I have toiletries.
...
I'm looking for my girlfriend's Dad at a library. It has at least three levels to it.
There is a science show happening in a main hall. I'm annoyed that I can't find him.
He is super social, and I wonder about natural versus unnatural extraversion.

Jealous:
I'm at a bowling alley or arcade type building. I came with my girlfriend, but she keeps leaving me to meet up with some of her friends from college.
This time, she has been gone a long time. I get a video feed on my phone showing some guys getting too close to her. I feel very jealous and angry.
I have my spartan blanket and I'm on a rollerblade floor.
I see a guy who seems scared, and I tell him whatever he is going through, it can't be as bad as me, and that he will be OK.
...
I'm racing in a Halloween-themed racetrack. It has many branching paths, and eventually transitions into a Christmas course.
There is a fairy that is helping me find secrets in the track, and allowing me to fall down slowly to reach areas I shouldn't be able to.
It feels like Mario Kart.
One of the secrets is a hidden bar. I land on a snowy street and find my girlfriend with someone at the bar.

Dorm Room:
I'm with G from work and I'm helping him with AI. We are in my dorm from college.
I try to tell him what to do, but he won't listen.
He has grocery store donuts at his desk.
He's trying to make superhero AI porn.
Me and my girlfriend are looking at the dorm as a place to live. Generally looks dingy.

Before WBTB

Ghost Data:
I'm playing N64 with brother. It's Mario Kart.
We're playing against ghost data, trying to win against difficult race times. They had been set by Youtube streamers.
He hands a controller to me and it is sweaty and coated in Cheeto dust.
My brother couldn't beat them, but when I try I start doing well. This excites me.

After WBTB

Time Travel:
I'm floating in the air above a living room setup in what may have been JH's basement from my childhood, it's a tense situation.
There's a limited time to make a time travel portal work, or else we will the stuck.
There is a thin grocery bag tied around my leg, that needed to go into the portal.
But I'm all jumbled up and can't get my body to move the way it needs to.
I pull off the trick, and then I see a potential future.
It involves an alternate version of my Dad, but then it stabilizes into the current version.
I'm through the portal, fall face first onto the floor. A girl says "Oh we don't mind this guy!"
The world has been saved.

Road Trip:
I'm in a neighborhood waiting in the backseat of a big car. It's a family road trip.
My Dad's friend has offered to drive us with his car on the trip.
Something is wrong with the car though, so we are waiting around.
My Dad, Mom, My brother, his wife, her Grandpa, my sister, nephew, niece, Grandma and some others are there.
Eventually, the car gets running, but somebody had stepped out of the car.
We start driving to go to where he is. I roll down the window and say "GET TO DA CHOPPA!"
He looks like J from high school marching band.
He fits into the car, but now it is pretty cramped. I'm curled into a ball shape to fit between the seats near the back.
My brother and sister are fighting about something, and eventually my brother comes to hang out in the back with me.
My parents give him some shit about getting along and my brother says "nah it's fine, I'm just the grumpy grandpa!"
"Yeah, me too." I say sarcastically. Peace ensues in the back seat.
...
We're driving through a mall-area, and my Grandma points out a Chuck-E-Cheese to me.
I wonder how old she thinks I am.
Eventually we end up at a ninja-themed Barcade, and apparently it has been decided that this is a suitable place for family dinner.
There is a girl there that I think is cute, so I'm focused on her.
I'm handed some drinks in a plastic bag, some monsters.
For some reason I decide to dump water in the bag with the monsters.
Later I regret that and find a way to dump the water and just keep one monster.
I go behind the bar and do that, and then weasel my way around, apologizing for bumping staff as I go.
I found a bathroom, and the girl tells me there is a small one and then a big one for me.
I don't know what that means, but I go and find out.
The "big one" is a urinal game where you shoot your pee into targets for a score.
Apparently somebody can see me and says "Ah, I didn't think somebody would try it...go for it!"
I hit some targets, but I don't have that much ammo in me. I resolve to start chugging some monster so that I can be better prepared next time.

Horsing Around:
I'm controlling a horse, watching it run across a stereotypically dreamy plain.
The sky is an indigo-blue color, and the grass is a highly saturated green.
I feel some sort of emotional connection with the horse.
I'm playing a game of hide and seek with other horses.
The controls are similar to controlling Epona in The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time.
I'm navigating through a section with fences, and then later up a hill.


Alllllwayyyyyyys I want to beeee with you....and make belieeeeve with you...

Running:
I'm at a bar with a big group. Z from the game night group is there.
We're sitting at an outdoor both. Z seems to be the star of the night.
There are a couple of dark-skinned guys talking with my brother.
They are talking about me.
...
Later, I'm running away using super speed along some train tracks.
There is a bus that the group is trying to get me to go on.

Flash:
There is a documentary about my nephew, W.
My childhood cat Oreo is also part of it. The various parts of the video show my Grandma's previous homes.
Something about World of Warcraft makes it into the story.
Flash forward, and W is watching the video in present day.

Before WBTB

Science Blaster:
I'm in a house that resembles my Grandma's current one. It's an upper floor but it is modeled after the basement.
There is some competition going on, related to the Youtube Channel, Game Theory.
I realize that I need to take a shower.
I notice that there is a queue of people lined up waiting to use the men's bathroom to shower.
I thought I noticed my brother in the distance, but when I got closer it is somebody else.
I realize now that we are here for auditions of some kind, related to Game Theory.
I start to stress out, but I remember that there is another bathroom further away. Maybe there isn't so long a wait there.
I leave the hallway through some double doors and end up in a grocery store. I start moving to the right, toward the other end of the store.
As I'm walking I stop myself.
"Wait a minute...high stress, video games...those are two of my prospective memory targets!"
Rather than remember to reality check or question reality, I pull up my phone and look up ways to de-stress.
According to dream Youtube, stress is often held in the shoulders, so I try to relax my shoulders.
Moving on, I reach the opposite hallway, and see a private area. There is a frame video device that plays the classic Game Theory intro, Science Blaster.
I think to myself about how cringe my old intro is. Strangely, I seem to take credit for it.
I find a bedroom and a place where I can shower connected to it.
...
I'm back in the basement-like area with my sister. I think about how our relationship is strained and maybe I should try to fix it.
We are laying together on a beanbag, and she has a laptop open. We are watching a show together.
From on top of an entertainment center that isn't there in reality, she opens a secret compartment and reveals a hookah pipe. I tell her:
"You know, I just want to say that I know you aren't a drug addict...I think of you as more of somebody who experimented a bit and then unfairly earned a bad rap."
This seems to make her happy, and it happened to be the truth, so a strong warm feeling hits the dream.

After WBTB

Fragment:
My parents are fighting about money.

Stripping Process:
I'm walking in my waking life local downtown area towards Oregano's pizzeria.
I'm with my girlfriend's family. We've just picked her up. She's back from travel.
We go into the pizzeria building on the corner, but when we get inside it is my childhood home.
I decide I need to take a shower, so I head downstairs towards the laundry room.
As I'm stripping down, the names of process specifications from work are going through my head.
I'm reviewing them, and looking for one in particular.

The United States of Not In This Room:
Now I'm watching Markiplier play some Five Nights At Freddy's-like game.
There is an inventory at the top of the screen, with two cupcake icons taking up two out of five slots.
The cupcakes can be used to determine if one of the monsters is currently hiding the room.
I think about the strategy of that, about whether it makes sense to cover up two slots in exchange for that ability.
Mark decides to use one, and it indicates that the room is safe.
"Welcome to the United States of NOT IN THIS ROOOOOOOOOOM!" says Mark with his typical lively delivery.


Hello my name is Markiplier and I'm in your dream now.

Fragment:
I'm with J from work. He's excitedly showing me some drilled holes in an assembly.
He's excited because they are super smooth.

Gamer Course:
I'm in a virtual reality simulation based on The Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask.
I'm excited (maybe a little pedantic) about noticing all the inconsistencies.
The hookshot is the wrong color (using the blue OoT sprite).
The area is similar to Lake Hylia, which is not in Majora's Mask.
...
Later I'm in a warehouse obstacle course, still playing as Link.
I'm carrying a hoody, a bow-and-arrow, and a box of donuts.
I'm stressed out about trying to carry it all and also perform well in the course.
I'm firing disposable plastic teeth flossers as arrows to try and hit targets.
I come to a cafeteria-looking area, where there is a group of gamer-people talking about the course.
There is some discussion about Facebook games, and somebody who tells a story about playing Playstation 1 with Michael Jackson one time.


Lake Hylia in Majora's Mask, apparently. Hookshot is in the only correct position. Fight me.

Carport:
I'm driving home from somewhere with J and H from the Tots.
Eventually we pull into a carport. This carport has appeared in several dreams before, but I don't realize that here.
At some point I switch cars and I'm with just J now.
There is an old woman between us in the front seat who is trying to type directions into Google Maps on a dashboard touchscreen.
She is going slow, but we try to be patient with her. She eventually fails and gives up on it.
Now she is an Animal Crossing looking dog-villager outside the car, and we are looking at her from inside the car.
J calls somebody else to come are pick her up.

Dystopia:
I'm with a group of people in a small hotel room, late a night with the lights down. There is a mother and three or so small kids. One of them has an Apple Watch around his head like a headband.
I think to myself that the kid doesn't know how that tech is supposed to work, but then I reason that well, how could he?
I recall that I'm living in a social dystopia. The rest of the group is sleeping, but there is still a movie playing on the TV.
I remember that we get social credit score points for watching whatever is on, even if we only listen to it.
I get up and move to a side room where a computer is. I know the show is propaganda of some sort, even if I am comfortable with it by now (and it doesn't really feel like propaganda any more).
I make sure that I can hear it at least a little, so the points are credited to me, even if I don't buy the meaning of the content a bit.
I wonder if I am really winning, or if the State planned for that, and the sounds reaching my ears are enough for them to influence me.
I push the TV from my mind and focus on the computer.
It's reminiscent of a horizontal head-to-head arcade game cabinet, like Pac-Man or Galaga used to be on.
I'm amazed that I can pull up my "spank-bank" folder from high-school, even in a world as messed up as this one.
I decide I want to see if I can move a picture from that folder to the desktop and see it in the low-tech pixels.
While I'm in the folders, the monitor shifts when my attention is away, and now it is a large monitor up high about the desk.
I manage to move the image, but then I remember I need to hide the shortcut and the file.


Grimdark spooky modern dystopia *waves arms spookily*

Fragment:
I'm at a townhouse-like home. It's raining outside. I recall that I was with a group and we were cooking something. I may have burned my finger by poking a pie fresh out of the oven.

Returning:
I'm at a small apartment or house rental with my girlfriend.
Her parents have just arrived. They have flown in.
I hug my girlfriend's Mom and sarcastically tell her long time no see.
I know that we had just been on a trip with them recently.

Fragment:
Something JRPG related, probably because I've been watching Delicious in Dungeon lately.

Getting back into the swing of things with a potentially politically inflammatory dream, HUAK TUH!

QuestionMark:
I'm in a veterinarians' office with a pug-like dog. It has the "blue" fur color. The fur is very soft.
The vet tells me that the dog's name is Question Mark.
"But don't say it slow, like that. Say it fast like QuestionMark."
"Is this puppy a boy or a girl?"
"We don't know what they want to be yet."
"What do you mean you don't know? Is the dog transgender?"
The vet holds up the dog and I see a dick.
"That's a boy dog." I say.
"THESHIRECAT!" my girlfriend says in outburst.
I'm near a hole in the wall, and I see some hands come out to pet QuestionMark.
Initially I'm a little freaked out, but I realize they are kids so the creepy behavior is recontextualized into silly kid behavior.

Being Around You:
I'm at a large grocery store, maybe a cross between a Costco, Home Depot, and my middle school from back home.
I'm walking down the hall and I see a small man who seems to have a deformity with his legs.
I respectfully give him the space he needs to pass by.
Next I come across a happy looking couple.
The woman says to the man "I'm happy when I'm with you" as if in response to a question he had asked.
I take a moment and think about my girlfriend, and I get a warm and fuzzy feeling.
I decide I want to find her and express the same sentiment.
I find her checking out the groceries at the register and give her a big hug from behind.
I worry for a second she might be uncomfortable with that in public, but she doesn't mind.