Dream 1 - April TOTM 2017 Bonus Task
Scene 1 - From Cosmos to Cabaņas
The visuals were mostly clear. I was riding around in a seaside highway during late afternoon, water surrounding the path on both sides. Not certain how, but I eventually realized dream.
This TOTM's bonus task was fresh in my mind. So, I flew out the vehicle, and warped into space. Had to take a moment to restabilize things, and then enjoyed just sailing the cosmos for a while at high speeds. Watching countless stars flowing past my view is always greatly amusing. Anyway, I erroneously looked around for a portal at first, but remembered it had to be a black hole. So, I thought (again, in error) to search in the emptiest point in space. After some more exploration, I found it, a void several hundred yards away, no larger than a hoola hoop in diameter. I stopped, and planned on how to enter safely. But it was too late; I was dragged inside in no time at all.
I found myself flung into a twisting wormhole, its silvery, fluid walls reflecting on pure nothingness. Ah, this again. I cheerfully let this trip run its course.
Finally, I arrive submerged in water. On surfacing, and reorienting myself, I see I'm swimming in a beach during twilight. Several family members were on the shore, including my brother Pedro. We wandered around a shopping district. Had to restabilize, and almost got distracted at someone questioning my actions.
Later, I try recalling some more tasks, but drew a blank. I couldn't think of anything else to do, for that matter. I settled on summoning Eddie, a shapechanging shadow demon from Guilty Gear. I made dramatic commands to have it form into a buzzsaw, and had it spin around for a while. Beside's Pedro's sideway glance, no one paid any heed.
We then arrive at a run down park. Some tour guide handed us chicken empanadas. These were pretty good, though did have a whole wing bone. Not something you'd want in a meat pie. Soon, we're seated a in a fairly large restaurant/bar resembling a cabaņa. Got bored. I eventually imagining E, my dream guide, showing up as a waitress. A row of such workers did appear promptly, but none of them seemed to be her.
The meal (or lack thereof) ended quickly. Mom stubbornly took the tab, yet she was clearly distraught with the price. Pedro felt guilty, and urged we do something. That's when I pointed out the whole thing being a dream. I imitated Rick from Rick and Morty (actually Doc from Doc and Mharti), repeating "It's not real, Morty! This isn't real, Morty. None of this is real, Morty!", in a feigned maddened tone, all while unfitting heroic music played in the background.
The scenery collapsed instantly. Transition.
Scene 2 - On Pain of Property Damage
The visuals were dim. I false awakening in bed. I get up to record dream, when I overhear booming noise outside. Some punks were playing music full blast and flashing strobes on their
ruined modified white luxury vehicle.
I approach them, and asked the hooligans to keep it down. They pretended not to listen. I repeated various times, until eventually, I lost patience. Got lucid, though I still wanted revenge. So, I erupted flames from my hands to get their attention. Then, I coerced them to do what was asked or leave on pain of property damage. Through heavy accents, they stammered what I believed was compliance. But they took too long fumbling around, and the music had grated on me long enough.
I started to count down from three. The group pleaded to me, but I didn't listen. Two. They rode backwards haphazardly, but only in circles. One. They managed to get to the corner, though still too close for my tastes. Time's up. In a panic, those punks all jumped out of the vehicle. Good on them. With a simple clench of my hand, their car ignites, and promptly explodes. I left them to wail.
Back inside, I locked the front door, and telekinetically did the same to a fictional garage door. By now, I was exhausted. So, I lied back to "sleep", and the dream ends.
Scrap Group 1
At home. My old programming teacher from way back in highschool was giving a lesson right in the lounge. A similar dream occurred later, save for replacing the entire class with unknown women. In at least one of these, I realized the dream. I morphed my hand into various shapes before the dream collapsed.
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