Tales from the sun chaser.

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I find myself at M's house in her bed. We're both sleeping in it, and so is this white tiger. It's near the head of the bed and my arm is oddly situated in its mouth. I slowly move my arm from its jaws, cutting my arm in the process. I was about to go back to sleep when I start thinking "holy fuck, what's going to stop this thing from eating me". M has this "Ago back to bed, there's nothing to worry about look on her face", so Iaid down for a few seconds untill I knew she was sleeping again. Meanwhile the tiger sort of rolls some kind of way and it's now in the middle of the bed, and the bed is obviously over stressed because there a big dip right in the middle. I get out of the bed and head to the bathroom. "Fuck I just can't do this, I need to leave". I'm not sure if I'm saying that outloud or in my head, but regardless I need to get out.

Side note: second night in a row of dreaming about going to bed wih a friend.

I'm abUt to go to this party at R's house and I get a call from A. She tells me she's baby sitting and can't go. I told her I'd be on the lookout for anyone else who needed a sitter if she want to make extra money. She said she was charging 150 for the night.

I get to the party and it's kinda quiet and no one is drinking (it's supposed to be a kegger) R says he needs me to go get beer so we head off in my car. There's like four of us packed in desire and she's driving weird. On top of that, a row of my theeth feel out. No one notices it and I place them in a glass of water. We keep driving and we get to some detour that requires me to ride a bike while they're being pulled in a big buggy.

We get there and something else stupid happens and I tell D. "man....were in a fucking dream". He was like "oh shit". I started going over all the weird things that happened (like how I couldn't even read my cellphone and it was an older model). Flirting happened Pfor a bit and....the chick had a dick so it was time to wake up.

I had another spy dream, and Kaomea was in it. I just don't remember any other details.

I was in class, and my old speech teacher was there. He had a setup with a bunch of spray cans and a small stress ball on the table. He closed the door and had several students spray the entire contens of the can in the class room. I said "what is this supposed to do?". And I noticed my voice was several octaves higher. I had to talk in a low tone on purpose just so my voice would sound normal. He grabbed the stress ball and threw it and it bounce so hard and fast that it hit the ceiling several times in a blink of an eye before finally slowing down. He said that the cans had fix a flat in them, and they contained helium and some other stuff. I remember telling D about it at lunch and J and I can't think of her name. But they were arguinging. One of them said I was only friends with the girl because I wanted to get in her pants. Mybe it was like that initially, but we have been friends for so long that I gave up on that. I told her no, and the other girl backed me up.

I think I was lucid for a bit last night too, but I don't remember. Hmmm

So i went to bed thinking about visiting The World That Never Was, or Neverland, and sort of thought out how a continuation would play out. Who I would look for and now the places would look....etc etc. I mainly focused on Neverland because that dream was so bizarre. Who knows....maybe the Lost Boys were pirates now.

I'm outside in grassy parking lot next to a brown truck with a couple of people. The guy who owns the truck is a friend of a friend, and he's some kinda drug hustler. I'm very cautious of the situation, and I want to leave before I hear too much or get involved. Just then the guy says "I need some bookends to guard my stuff". Before even questioning "who the fuck says bookends", I'm given a choice of weapons to use to guard his truck. There's a full automatic shotgun, and some long range rifle. He's asking me if I know what they are and how to use them. Oddly enough I had my M-16 with me and told him that I'd be fine with Kasha. The rest of the people leave and I'm left there with one other guy to guard the truck.

I see a truck that circles the parking lot, and there's a couple of guys on the back of it. As they pass by, they eye me and the other guy up and down, like they're looking for trouble. They make another pass, and stop the truck right in front of us. This one guy, couldn't have been older than 18 pulls out this long 22 that's modified into a rifle. He points it at me, and starts talking trash. I placed my hand over the barrel and moved it out of the way, and tried to convince him that he needed to do something else with his spare time. He got out of the truck and pointed it at me again, and I shot him in his right arm. Now they feel like the need to call the cops and paramedics and all that jazz, and I'm running through all the details in my head. Even if it was in self defense, I don't have a weapons permit....so I may be screwed. I'm talking to D's parents about the situation and .....yeah things change.

I'm in a building and there's a lot of people there. Both D's are here, and maybe J. I see a bunch of girls in purple scrubs, and they're looking at me like "don't they know you"? I told them "nah, they're most of my friends have graduated, these are new". Just then on of the girls comes up and yells my name and hugs me......then another and then another. The last one kisses me on the lips, and says thanks. I look over at my friends and say "You see this shit right? All over me....but as soon as I try to make a move they'll shut me down". Hell, I didn't even recognize those girls...the last one was amazing though. Chocolate skin, and eyes that would make you forget the world was even created.

I'm watching a debate between Abraham Lincoln and Elvis Presley, and they're going back and forth and Lincoln says something that Elvis doesn't like. Elvis walks up to him and starts yelling, (he sounds like Ronald Reagan for some reason) and headbutts him in the nose. Then security comes out. They have yellow suits with white rifles that look like M-14's that shoot rubber bullets. I started complaining to a girl who I was with about how I hate that security is a reactionary method that gets worse because of "one guy that had to mess it up for everybody". I think I remember being in a car.......more weirdness ensued, but I don't remember now.

I find myself in a random bedroom with a really skinny girl. I'm on top of her and were making. Out heavily. It's obvious that she wants me inside cause were both naked from the waist down. I slide it in a few inches and she's moaning and screaming that quick. I give a few thrusts in attempt to not go beyond that depth and she tells me she wants it deeper. I push it in even more and she goes crazy. She screams no. And seconds later she says she wants more of it.

At this time my best friends walk in and I say "is this what you wanted to see!!!?". I move over a bit so of they wanted to see me inside her they could get all the details.

These clowns stay there and so I leave. The girl follows me and tells me that she doesn't want me to leave. I want to Lund the shit out of her. But she's already said "no" once. Legally if I do anything else, it's rape, no matter how much she wants me. I head off while thinking how dumb this chick must be as the dream fades. The last scene I rember was an orange grove.

I'm in my backyard with some gun nuts and they want me to shoot. I grabbed what seemed to be the biggest gun and shot it at the direction where I knew no one would be at. I shot a bird out of the sky. The gun didn't have any kick but it was a double barrel shot gun. I looked around and there was another shotgun, and they wanted J to use it. He declined and grabbed a compound bow instead. Dude looks so awkward with it like it was his first time with one. After a few tries he got it though.

I headed into what seemed to be my house, but everything was different. Multiple couches were in there and a bed. It was more like an apartment. My moms was there and so was M. It looked like M fell asleep while watching her. There was a picture of her on that same bet that I was looking at. The picture was in full 3D though. You could rotate around it and look all over the room. I got one angle, and noticed she had her legs spread and I could see her black panties beneath her long shirt.

Damnit, I'll tell her about this crap when she wakes up. She wakes up, and starts playing with herself, and goes back to sleep! Wtf! She does it again, but she repositions herself where I can see exactly what's going on. She heads over to me and straddles me. She tells me that this has to mean nothing, and I tell her okay. I laid her down face first and started pounding it. We were saying all this dirty erotic stuff to eachother while trying to make the other cum first. She got off, but she had to go. She headed to the bathroom and closed the door behind her and immediately said "whoops" while reopening it. I walked in and said "was this Max Payne's old appartnent?". It looked like there was a shoot out in there. Soon after, I woke up.

We were someplace in New York because the statue of liberty could be scene in the reflection if the water. There was a guy playing his guitar and M was fairing me to get creepy close to him. I told her no, and some girl started following us areound and we pretended to be Navy SEALS.

I remember discussing survival tactics with D and J. I was telling them the items I needed. It only boiled down to a handgun and and a knife. D was playing around with one and he dropped the clip on the ground. I started putting the bullets back in and I realized that they were all put in the wrong way.

I'm at some event, and I see N there. I have the feeling that I'm dreaming, so i ask her if I am. she tells me no...but I don't believe her. I asked her for a kiss, and she said "okay just a little one". And I went in fora little tongue action. Still though...>I could just be awake....and crazy. So I headed outside, and there was this handicap ramp that zig-zaged outside. I jumped over them all and floated down. Yup....pretty sure it's a dream. I took off my shoes and wanted to destroy a rail. I walked into the second area (bunch of people here too...like a formal party or awards show or something) and asked a guy "hey didn't I leave skates in that locker". He looked up and said "what"? I was about to repeat myself, but when I looked back, I saw my skates were sitting in a now opened locker. I walked towards them and started putting them on. The front frames were a little broken, but I knew I could do without. Some other guy came up with his skates too. Man...it was gonna be crazy. Just then I started feeling really hot. I woke up because of it.

I remember the transition...falling through the bed....but I don't remember how the dream started out. I saw AR there, and I think I told her about being lucid. Also, we were stealing money from a building with people in lab coats on. She followed me around a lot in this dream, and I was kind of trying to lose her because I really wanted some plan B action. Not saying that she's not doable, but I guess I have a lot of respect for her. Anyways, ended up attempting to have sex on a 10 foot tall wooden fence....did not work out that well.

three dreams...all pretty intense in some form, but all forgotten slightly due to the fact that I was too lazy to get up.

I'm at some highly populated place. It reminds me of a casino, but there are beds there. Everyone there has been partying and what not, and it's time for the night to just about wind down. We're all about to go to sleep in various huge beds that are lined up, and the girl next to me is getting freaky with me. We're making out, and it starts getting really intense....but something goes wrong....I don't know. I get this vibe, like nothings going to happen...even though something should happen. I left my bed and saw A and talked to her about it. She said I was over thinking it and just needed to go for it. When I came back, it was pretty clear that the girl was really drunk....I didn't want do go there if she was in that state.

I also remember being backstage at a play or something, and the stage was almost full of people....I don't know where this fits.

I'm at my house with one or two other people there. Someone gets killed, and we're talking about it. Jason shows up, and he's not wearing his mask. His skin is wrinkled and brown and worms are coming out of it. I put a few football moves on him and get out of my room. I haul ass out of the house, and lock the door behind me. That ought to by me a few seconds....but someone may end up dying because of it. I see an old car...maybe a Z series parked in my yard. It flashes it's headlights....and I think about getting in, and realize that it hasn't even started. There's no way, I'm getting in that car. Well it's time to go on a little jog...Jason walks, so by the time I get tired, he could have killed a whole bunch of people elsewhere. At this point, I'm laughing to myself...and something switches.


I'm with Freddie Wong, and we're trying to take out this helicopter. We have these futurist colourful guns that almost look like toys. People are running everywhere and panicking. I think we're on the patio of some restaurant. Bullets are flying everywhere on each pass, and we're just laying into it. Finally the chopper comes to a crash, and some guy jumps out of the exploding debris with the blades attached to him. They're spinning around him, and he's running right as us. Behind me his nothing but water...in front of me, is death by helicopter blades. I want to say Freddie ran in the building, or jumped in the water. I ran at the guy, and at the last second jumped, shot my gun at the ground, and the explosion catapulted me over the the guy. And I shot him in the back, causing a huge explosion. I spent the rest of the dream with a few dc's at the restaurant.

Goals: Went to sleep wanting to have some continuity with the demon slaying dream I had, or see Kaomea. I spent most of yesterday thinking about my dreaming life more than my waking.

I remember being at some area and seeing BJ...it was the first time in forever. I don't think I've seen the guy since elementary, but we caught up briefly, and he was asking about what I was doing now a days and whens the last time I've seen x, y, and z. Then he asked me when was he going to get seen in the back.

I told him if we skipped him our doctor would probably get fired, and our rules is to bump anyone with an emergency up before the non-emergent people....ugh...freaking ER dreams.


I'm with D and we're at some warehouse...I remember walking barefoot all around this place. The area had water all over the ground and I was trying to avoid it. I don't know why I didn't have any shoes on, but there was a splattered rat on the ground that I wasn't sure if I stepped on or not. It also had tape worms in it.....ugh.


Now we're at some store, and we need two huge bags of pineapples and one case of them. I have no idea what for. We take them, and I end up talking to some kids in the gaming section. There's this one game that's compatible with a remote control race care. And someone tells me there's a tournament that's going to be held there. I told them I might make it, and left. D was contemplating filling up his car with reserve fuel he had strapped underneath his car. I told him to go ahead, because the stuff that's out now at the moment is higher. The other D didn't want him to do it.

I'm in a field...then I'm traveling around my block. I see some shrubs with onions growing on it. The people who live there have long moved out, but I tell myself not to grab them at the last second.

I'm at my house with D and J...we're talking about ownership of a pool table. I tell them a false memory that this one girl who I dated left it there for me...so it was technically mine. We started playing this fighting game. One character had something about "rainbows" on her shirt, and she was supposed to be a grappler with easier moves. I know she had a suplex, and some move where she removed the entrails out of the character. But everything was looking real cartoony.

Oneironaut let me borrow this Uma Thurman movie. He had two of them, and I wanted them both, but he told me it was a one or the other type thing due to how different the two movies were. Anyways, I ended up watching/being in the movie itself. Uma and I were on a dusty highway heading west, and the perspective kept changing from first to third person. Either way, the whole thing was about this crazy car chase. I wasn't doing too much except being the guy who's like "oh my god, how do you know all of this stuff?", and she was taking out most of the bad guys. Once we got switch seats, and I took over the driving for a bit, and I remember she went outside of the vehicle and took some people out.

That's about when she left, and I found myself in Vegas on Halloween. There were a lot of kids out on the strip dressed up as different characters, and I was trying my hardest not to run any of them over. I arrived at this hotel where D, J, and O was at. Apparently they got there the day before, and I was meeting up with them. We were in a restaurant on the first floor, and sitting in some private section. O knew a bunch of the staff there because he had worked the before. He was introducing me to a few of them, and they asked me about some dance competition I was in. They all told me I should have won, but they couldn't vote for me because they worked there. I told them not to worry about it, and I thought that was going to be the outcome either way.

I tried to tell O about this dream I had during that same night, but he wasn't paying attention to me. He was sort of buried in his laptop looking at DV chat. D, and J told me that I had to sign in, and we went to the lobby. There were theses booths where you could check in, and instead of giving us a total, they gave us receipts of how much we saved. D and J saved about 300 bucks, and I saved 200. D told me I didn't save as much cause I was here for only one day.

We left the lobby and hopped in this party bus with a dance floor on it. I was wondering how much money I had left, and when I opened my wallet, a five flew out. I went to pick it up, and saw a twenty lying next to a guy. When I headed over there, the guy acted like it was his. I picked it up and gave it to him. There was an old man in the middle of the bus dancing to whatever song that was playing, and when it finished, he got his song to play the SAME song again. There was an mp3 player on the wall that he used. The song wasn't bad, but whatever.