Lucid Time!

I had a very odd dream about Marcus, a persistent DC who I haven't seen in awhile. He told me that he had been practicing martial arts and wanted to spar with me to test his ability.

We were fighting in what felt like a mix between a school and an office building. And we were on a very high floor as well. I don't recall the setting all that well, but I do recall seeing Marcus very clearly. His head looked a little too big for his body though. He was fighting pretty well, but he was doing so in business attire, and that was a little weird. The whole thing was pretty weird now that I think about it, a 50-something man who had shown no athletic ability prior to now was demonstrating proficiency in martial arts.

I can recall he threw a lot of kicks, and I was having a hard time keeping up with him and blocking/dodging all of his attacks. He kept asking me if he was fighting correctly. I told him that it was taking all of my concentration to keep up with him.

The scene shifted to my taekwondo studio at one point or another.

I am on my college campus; somewhere. It actually feels like a couple of locations on the campus blended together. I can recall S being involved somehow, we were walking and talking about various things. S goes to class and leaves me in a courtyard.
Then, some random male student starts yelling
"Look! It's Professor Penguinstein!"
I turn and look and I see perhaps the funniest looking dream character ever. I couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman, but they were about three feet tall, very fat, with short stubby legs and they waddled like a penguin. He/she had long wavy brown hair in a ponytail, going down to their waist. They wore a cap and gown, and carried a big ruler. He/She had these huge cheeks, with a giant mole on one of them, and a voice like Thor that demanded respect.
The student takes me to watch this professor teach a class. Supposedly this professor, also a scholar, had knowledge in every subject that they teach on campus. Also, PP was like 8 years old.
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There is some other part to this dream where there were some cheerleaders practicing in the quad. Some guys had stopped to check them out, but I found their cheer very annoying and took it as motivation to leave.

Some dream showing me computer graphics about maintaining a healthy digestive system. Apparently I had been diagnosed with some disease that causes the fluids in your stomach to turn solid occasionally and this can cause problems.

I am in 'the black'. I become lucid and realize that I am asleep. There is just no dream happening right now. Well, i'll just have to create one. I create the sky and the ground, and then for some reason a school comes into the picture, which was weird because I didn't consciously create a school. I am inside the school, but I can see out the door, the endless plane of rocks and sand in front of me.
I then see Manei, very clearly appear in the school. I didn't consciously add her to the dream either. She is walking toward me, running her hand across the lockers in the hall. Dream guide: good. School setting: bad. I try to phase away the school by focusing only on her.
I lose control and wake up.

I am having some dream where I was visiting this town in central America. But it feels like I am just in my own subdivision. The town has this tradition that once a year they get all this pita bread and lay it out on the floor in this huge room in a school. They then cover it in cheese and taco meat. They then (somehow) heat the pita bread so that the cheese melts holding it together. They then add lettuce and some kind of tomato sauce or hot sauce. Then they fold it up into this giant pita and cut peices out of it like a cake.
I think I was visiting the town for a project in college, and I wanted to learn more about their culture. So I was helping them lay out pieces of bread and put cheese on them.
As part of my research, I had found out what this event was called. The name of this event translates from the language of the natives (It might have been Spanish, I don't remember) into 'Celebration of the Stomach'. And the idea behind the festival was not making the giant pita, but rather trying to see who could eat the most of it. The man who cut the slices for everybody was trained to make every slice exactly the same size, and there was a competitive eating aspect to this celebration.
At one point, I recognized the total absurdity of the situation and became partially lucid. I thought about reality checking to confirm if it was a dream or manifesting my dream guide. I woke up a few moments later.

For my 100th lucid dream, I gotta do something extra special. I gotta do something incredible that I have not done yet like finally try sex or complete an advanced TOTM.

Nah, I'll just fly around.

Yeah, I'm in the backyard of someone's house. Lucid, already all the way there. Don't recall what happens before that. We are having a barbecue. I start to float off the ground. This is the best flying that I think I've ever done. I lift of and look towards a hilly woodland with a creek running through it I fly foreword.
OOFFF!! I crash into a wall.
Now, one of the strangest things to ever happen to me in a dream unfolds. I look around, and realize that the sky around me is just a painted backdrop and that the people in the yard are just mannequins. I look backwards and see that I am what looks like some film studio. And it is empty.
Never the less I am lucid and I am flying. I turn toward the doors of the studio and swoop down out of them. I am in this huge mall complex with hundreds of dream characters. I start looking for a way out.
Most of the dream characters are distracted, but a few of them look up. While flying I think of how much I love the expressions that dream characters sometimes make when they see me fly by.
This one teenage girl gets it perfect. She's walking along texting, and looks up to see me flying overhead. She just drops her phone and her jaw is hanging open as I pass by.
I make it to a door that should lead outside, and swoop down low to fly through it. I am now in a huge gymnasium. I buzz around the gym a couple times, and may have crashed into the wall once or twice. I then fly past only who I can assume is the coach. He hasn't seen me yet.
I swoop down and hover next to him. He looks sort of like my old coach from high school.
"Hey coach, is anyone you have fit enough to do this?!"
I rocket off doing circles around the gym again. And the coach drops his clipboard and his jaw hangs open just like the girl in the hallway. Yeah, I was kind of a show off, but who cares.
I see an open fire exit in the gym and swoop outside. There is a big stadium about a mile away, and a city full of skyscrapers a few more. I think of how much fun it would be to buzz the city. I pull up to about 150 feet off the ground and hit full throttle.
And this was one of the best experiences I ever had in a lucid dream. The wind was blowing through my hair. The dream was losing clarity -wait.
Wakes up.
Aww well, had fun while it lasted.

Okay, so another dream about graduation. This time I get to choose teachers to give this special award to. And it's basically the worst thing you could ever imagine trying to do in a dream: Filling out a chart. Yeah, that's right so in order to give one of my teachers the award I have to sign their names nine times as some kind of formality.
Doing this in a non lucid dream took forever as every time I looked away, the names would change all over the place, boxes would go blank or get filled in on their own. After like half an hour of dream time had ticked by, I finally had the chart filled out. A woman came in, asked me if I was done, and took me to find my teachers.
She leads me into the back. I follow a maze of hallways and rooms. At one point, I come to a set of stairs with a sign posted at the top: This way to Nuclear Reactor. If I had been lucid at this point I would have gone and checked it out, but being non lucid, I just thought 'Well, that can't be the right place...'
We continue walking and then lucidity hits me like a sack of bricks. I don't want to instantly break the flow of the dream. I run my hand along the brick wall as we walk picking up some stability. I begin to think of how I could alter this dream to better suit me. I think that my dream guide is sort of a teacher. What if I could nudge the dream so that we were going to see her rather than my waking life teachers.
Turns out it's neither of the above. We arrive and the woman who led me here (almost as if she is scared) runs off. There is simply a small boy who is dressed like a teacher, and spinning a pen around on his finger. The boy turns to me and gives me this evil grin. I focus in on his face and forget about the environment. He begins to distort and transform in a freakish way and becomes a horribly ugly middle aged man. He then throws the pen at me and mid-flight the pen becomes a spear.
I snap away from looking at him and realize that we are now in a meadow. There are trees in the distance, but this looks like a very large arena-like meadow. I turn to one side and the spear flies past my face. (I don't know why I was dodging the spears. I've already done regeneration before. I could surely have regenerated from any wound that I received.) The dream character pulls more pens from his pocket. I dodge several of the spears and try to get in close. The DC runs away with almost superhuman speed and heads up a large hill. I jump and begin flying as I chase him.
When I get to the top of the hill. I see him there. He throws two more spears, and I dodge both of them while hovering in the air. I see my sketchbook on the hill. I get an idea to use my sketchbook to get me something to defeat him. I tell myself that whatever appears on the page when I open it will be how I defeat this dream character.
I open it and it is a picture of my friend S. When I look at it, I think about a lucid dream S told me about where he was a human-animal hybrid with a blue Tasmanian Devil that had blue fir and Ice powers (Sounds like an awesome dream.) That would be perfect. I tell myself that S will appear and help me face the dream character.
A giant ice comet crashes down in the valley below me, forming a large crater. S stands up, and he is a blue human-animal hybrid just like he described in his lucid dream. I grab the evil dream character and lift him into the air with me. I look at S and tell him to hit the character. I then throw the evil dream character right at S. But rather than hitting the character back at me, he just stands there like a deer in headlights until the villain character hits him. There is a large explosion and I wake up.

I woke up at around 5:00. I had become lucid and immediately woke up. I gasped for breath and my eyes were open immediately. (I always wake up like this, this makes DEILDs impossible for me.)

I decided to try a WILD, though I'm not entirely familiarized with the procedure. I can remember trying three times. The first two times, I snapped out of it because I was drifting to sleep non-lucid. The third time, I drifted off into a non-lucid dream.

The dream was about my technical campus. (I am dual enrolled, at high school and a tech school visual imaging campus.)
Anyways, our instructor was explaining a new assignment that we were getting on Photoshop. We had to draw a planet.
Then he showed us this stunning visual demo of a planet somebody drew. It was a planet made out of technology (think death star surface) but it had an atmosphere glowing bluish-green. The visual zoomed in and we went inside the planet. there were multiple layers of this city-technology, separated by empty space.
I stated that I thought the planet looked a little like Dovia. (This was a planet from a science fiction novel that started writing last year.)
Then, I began drawing my own planet. I decided that I wanted mine to look like Jupiter began drawing this orange planet with a green spot.

I made a host of mistakes here, and I know what they are:

1-Not incubating my dream to the planned beach setting.

2-Not knowing the WILD procedure very well.

3-Not waking myself up enough.

With that in mind, I can try again tonight.

I was going though some dream about school. I can remember this girl who asked me out last year was really mad at me for no reason. Then my friend Aaron came and pushed me down for no reason.
I got up, and thought for a second. I sort of uttered "Why am I at school on a Sunday?" I screamed it the second time. "WHY AM I AT SCHOOL ON A SUNDAY!!"
I became lucid at this point and started to walk to my class. I believe that I screamed "I'm dreaming!" a couple times to affirm it in my head. I got into the classroom, that was mostly empty. I started feeling my teacher's desk to stabilize the dream. I can specifically remember touching a tape dispenser, a stapler, and a bottle of hand sanitizer. I think I even went as far as to use the hand sanitizer.
The dream was super-vivid for awhile after, at least as long as I was able to get to the stairwell at the other end of the hall. I went into the stairwell and I saw the girl from school I have a crush on.
I kind of fell down the stairs on top of her.
I decided to try and ask her out because this was a dream and it would make good practice. I did my best to be confident, and actually did a pretty good job. She said something weird back like "asi-de-hug". I can remember the last word was "hug". I started to chase her around asking her things, and she just kept saying that. The dream got really unstable after a little while and I woke up.

I was in the hallway at my school where I regularly go to my locker but for some reason, all of the lockers were in one of the classrooms in that hallway. I went into the locker room and there were a whole bunch of dream characters in there, resembling people at my school.
Specifically, my best friend Steve, my friend Aaron, and his girlfriend.
I cannot remember exactly how the fight got started, but I know that I was not the one who started it. Once a few people started fighting, It spread to all of the dream characters in the room.
It became important that I tell a teacher, I walked out of the locker room and was headed toward the classroom. I could sense someone coming from behind, and I grabbed them on the wrists from behind and threw them right over top of me.
When he landed in front of me, I saw that he was a large guy with short hair and a blue basketball jersey.
I looked into the door of the classroom, and saw my old science teacher from middle school. I told her in sort of a sarcastic voice.
"There's a huge fight going on out in the hall."
I think instead of going, she invited me to sit down and join her science class. I think we were learning about weather and the water cycle.

My dad was driving me to school. I kept urging him to go faster. We were already late but he said he was hungry. So he pulled into a McDonlads drive though and ordered some mcnuggets or something. They gave him his food and he ate it really fast.
I told him that he had his food and he needed to get me to school or I was going to be late. But right when I thought we were going to leave he drove around and went though it again, ordered more food and ate it.
After he did this a couple times, He told me that I didn't have to go to school he was taking me to see some artist guy that he knew when he was younger or something. He started driving, and soon we arrived at this house.
It looked sort of like Falling Water but was really big and had a huge porch with this big party going on. I'm quite sure several other family members of mine were there.
Then someone introduced me to a dream character that I remember vividly. He had black hair, thick square glasses, pale skin, and was probably around 20-ish.
He was very smart and happy and someone told me that he was an artist who owned this estate and wanted to throw this party.
For awhile, me and him just sort of talked about life. I told him that I was practicing to be an artist just like him.

This dream does reveal that I am a huge art nerd. I draw comic strips, write stories, paint, etc.

Also, I am really looking forward to getting my drivers license in a few months. I am tired of these anxiety dreams. Then again, I'll probably still have them, I'll just be the one making myself late.

Fragment- I was on my parent's bed. I started doing all of these weird stretches. For some reason I was extremely flexible in the dream. I was able to bend backwards and touch my feet to the back of my head at one point.

Fragment (Recalled at school, so I added it later)- I was at some kind of boot camp, doing this exercise where I had to walk over all of these parallel logs imbedded about halfway into the ground. I can remember running along the tops of the logs.

I was on my way to school. I was with a grandparent who I think was walking a random dog with them. We walked up to the center of our town and they told me that it was 7:26 and I had to be at school by 7:30 when my school is two miles away!
I asked them to take some weird random thing I was carrying. I can't remember what It was. They started to walk away, and I started walking towards school. Something started to feel just-not-right about what was going on. I soon did an RC and became lucid. But the dream immediately ended.

My school was doing this field trip where we went out to meet all of these people who were unemployed. We had this sheet with a list of questions to ask them about what they thought of the government and what not because they were unemployed. The activity was somehow related to what we are learning about now in history; the great depression.
When we got to the place we were supposed to be meeting them, it turned out to be a woodland. All of the people we were supposed to be interviewing were sitting on logs and stuff.
I started to look around for who I was supposed to be interviewing and I realized that I had lost my list of questions.
I went to the teacher and instead he gave me a piece of blank notebook paper because he said he was out of the lists. The teacher told me to just ask whatever questions I wanted and we'd worry about the rest later.
I found the person I was supposed to be talking to sitting on a tree. A young man with black hair. After I asked him about two questions, I just sat down next to him and we just started talking openly about our lives.

I was walking through school. I'm pretty sure it was the end of the day on Friday, but all of my friends were absent. So I tried to visualize Manei was walking with me and that we were talking about lucid dreaming.
I just started to her talking to me. She just sort of looked like a ghost and didn't really have anything interesting to say. It did not seem fulfilling as talking to a "real" dream character.

The first thing I can remember was coming home from school and being very excited. My mother told me that my old childhood friends (their names being Riley and JP) were coming up from Georgia for a visit.
I came home and went into my room and played Minecraft for a little while. Then I went on the internet and there was this article about these explosions happening because of some gas that had escaped into the atmosphere. They were talking about what states in the US had explosions over them.
Then, the knock on the door. I ran over to see, and sure enough my two childhood friends were there. They were coming in and for some reason I was having trouble seeing them.
My mom came upstairs and took me into the bathroom. She told me that I had some sort of sickness that caused my eyes to swell up and make it difficult to see. She said that it would go away in a couple of hours.
Eventually Riley and JP were up in my room. I showed them the article on the internet about the explosions happening. The article had updated and there was a video that showed the times that the explosions had happened. Then a newscaster came on and said "This catastrophe is only going to get worse."
Around this time my problem seeing wore off and I could see fine again.
My parents called me from downstairs and told me that I had to go to some kind of after-school study session or something. I told them I wanted to stay home and be with my friends, but they told me that if I did not go I was grounded.
We all got into the car and drove to my school. I was walking down the hallway, and I told Riley and JP that I was sorry that they were having such a bad time visiting me when all of this boring stuff was happening.
Then I took out this comic strip I drew. I wanted them to read it while I was studying so that they wouldn't be bored. The comic strip showed people fighting, but the paper had some kind of power, and the comic strip was animated. It was sort of like a stop-motion movie with a bunch of drawings actually moving around on the page. The problem was the animations would only play once.
Then my parents made us get into the car again. He told us we were going to the arcade and going to see a movie. I cannot remember what movie we were seeing, just that I did not want to go see it. I said that I did not want to go to the arcade because it was a crappy, worn down place.
He said that we could just go to the movie, but I think we went to the arcade anyway.

Then I cannot remember how I arrived at the far side of my own neighborhood. It was foggy and cold. There was a man wearing a black jacket mugging me. I can remember him having a big knife.
I became Lucid and immediately took care of the threat at hand by throwing a huge fireball at him. But as soon as I did that the dream destabilized too quickly for me to salvage it.

I was awake, and I'm about 95% sure I was actually awake, and had not just FA'd. I affirmed to myself that I would go back to sleep but remember all of the dreams that I already had.

I fell back into another non-lucid dream. I was actually inside the game Minecraft and there were these guards. They told me that I was in trouble for stealing. They told me that I had to go inside a wooden building; that was like a jail or something. I went inside, and It looked like any Minecraft house. There was a bed, a workbench and a couple storage chests.
For some reason, I got really sad and sort of spiritual. I began punching the walls of the building, and just as in the game, I got out of the building and went onto the rooftop. I moved the bed up there and went to sleep. But just as I was falling asleep, I can remember someone walking towards the bed.

I false awoke back into the same dream. I was really groggy and the dream was no longer like Minecraft. I was just in a bed. I was laying on my side with my arms wrapped around something.
I got up and realized there was another person. I got up into a crawling position and realized who it was. I won't tell you her name, but I will tell you that SHE is from my school, she hates me, and she was totally naked!
To some relief, I noticed that I was wearing cargo shorts and a T-shirt.
I asked her what she thought she was doing she told me that she "could not resist any longer" I guess my mortal terror and shock caused me to have another false awakening.

I had a vivid false awakening in my own bedroom. There was this boy in my room (who's name was Connor I think)
He said that he was borrowing an eyepiece from my telescope to look at something.
He set up this really old looking telescope on my windowsill and looked out at the sky from my window. I told him to just stay as long as he wanted. I was going back to sleep.

I finally woke up in real life, after all of those dreams. I made sure to RC to make sure I was not going to FA again without catching it.

I was going though some dream at school about picking up some gym clothes for a friend or something. I walk into the gym and immediately get blown back by some powerful force.
I tried to get up but I was paralyzed except on my right arm. Someone grabbed my left arm and told me that I was dreaming. I have no idea who. They started dragging me along the floor.
Whatever was in my schools gymnasium we had to get away from it as fast as possible. Even though I had no idea what was in there, I started throwing fireballs into the gym. The fireballs looked small and weak.
We got to the end of a hallway, and whoever I was with said we had to go out the window. I thought of another power to use. I told myself that when I clapped my hands there was a sonic boom that would break all the windows. I tried to imagine it happening and what the windows would look like after they were destroyed.
But whoever I was with found that the next window was completely missing and we went out that way.
I somehow wound up on the street outside of my school with some of my friends. I told them that I was dreaming and that I wanted to try some flying. One of them got out a plastic skateboard ramp and told me to run of it and when I did I could start flying. I looked to the sky and saw several planets that I could fly to.
I ran at the ramp from a ways away and tried to launch off of it. It totally failed. I just jumped and landed on the pavement. I made no effort to stabilize the dream as I began to wake up at this point. I woke up.

Future me: That dream character was Lia you idiot.

Further Future Me: Her name is Manei.

I fell asleep on the couch apparently and went up to my bed. I decided that since I knew that I was in a REM cycle I could do a WILD. I tried to lay still and count to relax. Then I remember trying to create some nonsense as in a free-falling WILD. It cut off at some point when I fell asleep non lucid.

It was short, blurry and made no sense but it was a lucid nonetheless.