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    1. Spellbee's Spooky comp night 12

      by , 10-28-2016 at 01:34 AM
      1 pt non-lucid
      2 pts wbtb
      = 3 pts 3+ 114.5=117.5
      3 Step Goal:
      Fly
      Element Manipulation
      Practice a Waking Life Hobby

      Personal New Goals:
      Voyage through a crack I make in the earth
      Find my dream house
      Take a magical train to another country

      Week 2 task Intermediate:
      Put on a halloween costume and gain the powers/abilities of the costume.


      D1: Walking to my car after shopping at a flea market. I make a wrong turn & so do a bunch of other ppl. We are all trying to walk to our cars where we are in the middle of a gun fight. There a gang of mean bikers. ( I should note that most all the bikers that I've ever met in my life were nice ppl who raise money in my town.) They are everywhere & haul us all back to their cabin where they make us all work for them. A man & his wife were running things but mostly they weren't seen together. This dream was really long. There were a lot of escape attempts that went bad & ppl got hurt in various ways. We started wearing padding under our clothes because of all of the bullets that were flying so often. These ppl holding us there were really violent. I kept having to gather intel to try & find a way out & to try & stay safe. I was informing the new ppl who had just arrived about the padding. I'm gritting my teeth & they break & chip off. I'm trying to convince the woman to ease up on us. This place was being attacked by another gang, hence the padding idea helped quite a bit. There was a horrible blood bath fight so I upped my search to find a way out. So when they took us to this water slide being made out of actual tunnels that were next to the cabin. It wasn't finished but I was told it would be the most expensive slide attraction in the world when it was done. I start my decent down the slide when Meesha Cat jumps on my head in real life & I freak the hell out! It was only 2 minutes until my wbtb alarm so I'll count that as this time.
      wbtb
      D2: I'm fishing in my parking lot for a living. You gotta love the dream world! Other ppl were fishing out fish & other odd things. My dream grandson was supposed to be watching a movie in a near by movie theater type place but it's supposed to be an elaborate daycare. It was really big, like an auditorium. There is a roller coaster in there & things are happening that is some what like a Harry Potter kind of theme of things that are magically happening. I try to call my daughter at work & some guy tells me that if I was a good mom she would be there but cuz I won't take care of her kids she has to stay home. I'm so mad but I don't say anything to correct him. I ask him if he is her boss & he says no. My alarm goes off & I get up.
    2. Lucid Dream 189: Baking in the Ninja Wagon

      by , 03-06-2011 at 05:01 AM (KingYoshi's Dream Journal...My World is Different)
      March 05, 2011
      Lucid Dream 189: Baking in the Ninja Wagon
      Series: Friends, Episode 4
      around 9:30am
      DILD

      Category - Action/Drugs


      I was standing in a long line at the airport and I noticed there was a confrontation going on up ahead. I was already at the back of the line, so I left to go check it out. There was a guy I knew, Richard. He was arguing with two other guys about something. I noticed one of the guys pulled a knife out of his back pocket, so I speared him to the ground and knocked the knife out of his hand. Security guards came over and immediately handcuffed the guy and then they demanded that I be searched. I knew I had weed on me, so I asked them why I was being searched. They told me that no one would have tackled a guy with a knife unless they were on some sort of drugs. I laughed and said, "I'm not afraid of a skinny dude with a switchblade. Hell, I would have tackled him if he had a gun." The security guards looked at each other as if they had discovered the lost city of Atlantis. One of them said, "Yep, he is definitely high a f***ing kite! Take the drug head into custody. We don't even need to search him!" I was cussing the entire time the guard was cuffing me. Once he was done, I looked down and saw that they had only wrapped large bread ties around my wrists. I held them up in front of me and pulled my wrists apart. The bread ties easily came apart. The guards flipped over the table in the room and dove behind it. One shouted through a walkie-talkie, "He just snapped the cuffs in half! He is a crazed freak of nature. Fire at will, fire at will...terrorist! Fire at will!" I stood there stunned and thought, "Am I on Punked? Is this a dream or something?" I instantly became lucid after saying this. I performed a nose pinch just to make sure.

      I shouted at the guards in Arabic (not real Arabic, but I pretended like it was, lol). They started yelling, "Shoot him. Shoot the terrorist devil. He's a satanist!" I turned and proceeded to leave the small conference room. I was now out in the main area of the airport and there were people running around everywhere. Every single person was running in the exact same motion. It could have been the weirdest shit I had ever saw. I observed this for a moment, while I performed some stabilization techniques. I then exited the airport and a van pulled up beside me (the tires squealed as the van slid almost sideways and stopped right beside me). The van was black and had a huge red headband tied around the whole van. The sliding glass door slid open automatically and I saw ninja9578 was driving (the same ninja from here on dreamviews). He told me to get in, so I hopped in. There was a female in the passenger seat that resembled Ninja's avatar. She asked me how the dream was going and I told her that it basically had just started.

      I was about to light a massive blunt for us when ninja stopped me. He then reached out his hand, so I handed him the blunt. He seemed excited and told me "Wait until you see this." He pushed a button on the dashboard and shelf with a built-in container popped out. He then dropped the blunt into the container, pushed another button, and blue flames started dancing inside the container. He pushed it back into the dashboard and smoke just started pouring out of all the vents. The air tasted like pineapple and there was so much smoke that every inhale was like I took a hit from a blunt. The chick asked some questions about dreams. Me, her and Ninja talked about dreams and dreamviews for a while. I can't remember what all it was about, but Walms name came up at some point in the conversation. Now Walms was in the van too.

      I was beside the window on the left and Walms was beside the window on the right (there wasn't a middle seat). I was so high that my body started hovering above the seat. I then began floating around in the van like there was zero gravity. I looked out the front windshield and saw a large brown figure walk out into the road about 100 yards ahead of us. I thought, "Is that....a guy in a bear suite?" As we got closer I noticed it was Smokey the Bear. Ninja out a weird laugh and shouted, "Prevent this.....motha f***aaaaa!" He pushed a button and a huge flame shot out of the front of the van and caught Smokey on fire. Ninja gunned it and plowed into the flaming bear. There was a loud thud and I looked out the back window and saw Smokey flipping through the air with a trail of flames following him.

      I now noticed there was a mounted machine gun on below the window that was molded into the van. I asked Ninja about it and he said every Ninja Wagon needs mounted machine guns. Walms had one on his side too. I grabbed hold of it and began shooting street signs, windows, etc. Suddenly we were in a desert and there were terrorist all around us. Me and Walms were shooting the terrorists who were throwing molotov cocktails at the van. Ninja turned on some rap music and started pushing buttons on the dashboard which shot fire and ninja stars out of different parts of the van. I awoke as we were about to enter a desert town.


      Series Details
      In the dream series, "Friends," I join the DC counterparts of my waking life friends and tackle the dream world. You never know what we will be up to next, but I guarantee it will be one hell of a time. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

      Updated 03-20-2011 at 08:51 AM by 22654

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    3. Lucid Dream 179: Out with a Bang!...

      by , 02-14-2011 at 07:20 AM (KingYoshi's Dream Journal...My World is Different)
      February 12, 2011
      Lucid Dream 179: Out with a Bang!
      Series: Fearless, Episode 2
      around 5:00am
      DILD

      Category - Action


      I was running down a back alley. I needed to find somewhere good to hide. I heard a man shout, "Freeze!" I immediately dove head first through a nearby window. The process of diving through made me lucid (one of my usual lucid activities). I scrambled to my feet and waiting just beside the window/against the wall. The cop placed one leg through and I immediately grabbed it and slammed it down onto the leftover shards of broken glass. The glass was still sticking up in the frame and hadn't been completely busted out. The officers leg sliced like butter and separated from his body. I smacked him across the face with it and knocked the rest of him back out of the window. I then took off running through the house. There were random DCs sitting on the couch as I ran by. I busted out of the front door and began running through house after house. One had a hot Latina chick in the shower. I did the comedy movie-esque stop and stare for a moment. I then took off and exited out onto the street. I lost lucidity somewhere around here.

      I ran down toward a forest but as I approached the edge, another cop sprung from behind a tree and tackled me. I proceeded to fight him as well. I took his combat knife from him and stabbed him. By that time, I was surrounded by pointed guns. Having no way out, I surrendered. They cuffed me and took me to a prison. I vaguely remember getting my mugshot taken and then I was in the shower room. The showers were individual stalls (like in a normal bathroom). One arm was handcuffed to a bar that hung above the stall. The officer/guard waited on the outside. I kept trying to think of a way to escape, but I couldn't think of anything. I knew I had possibly killed two cops, but at the very least had two attempted murder counts, along with a plethora of other offenses. I was looking at life. I attempted to shower, but it was crazy difficult to maneuver with one arm handcuffed above. I heard a quiet "ping" sound. I looked down and saw an ink pen had been dropped by the guard. I quickly snatched it with my toes and passed it on to my hands. I immediately bent the metal clasp (on the pen) into a lock-picking shape. I then used it to free the handcuffs. I kicked open the door to the stall, knocking the officer down. I then grabbed the back of his head and slammed it against the nearby sink, knocking him out. I regained lucidity at this time.

      Now wearing police gear, I walked around the prison acting like I knew everyone. I went looking for the high security area of the prison. I found a steel door cell with a small slide door for food delivery. I slid it open and whistled for the prisoner over. He was a beastly russian dude (I'll call him Dimitri, even though he was nameless). I told him that I would let him out if he helped me fight through the hordes of guards/officers. I told him to step away from the door and I kicked it clean off the hinges. We took off down the hall and jumped a couple guards (who were toting M4's). We stole their guns, shot them, and then heard the sirens going off. We shot our way through three guards who met us at a corridor. I lost lucidity during this gunfight. I saw a ladder that led to a high ceiling. I began climbing and told Dimitri to follow. I reached the top and Dimitri was about halfway when a group of guards came in and shot him off the ladder. I opened the small door on the ceiling and entered the attic. There was a window, so I shot it out and jumped through, landing on a separate section of the roof. I then jumped down off the roof and tossed aside the gun (its clip was empty).

      The prison was in the middle of a small community/town. The ground was covered in snow and I dove head first into a slide and slid all the way down a hill (unrealistically mind you) to the bottom area of the town. Once I reached the bottom, I looked back and saw a group of policeman following. I entered the nearby building. I knew who was hiding out in the building. As I climbed the first set of stairs, I called out..."Yo its me, Zack! KingYoshi!" Mike (my friend) walked around the corner holding a shotgun. He said, "You just about got your head blown off!" I quickly told him I had broke out and there were police coming now. We ran upstairs and into the top of the building was a condo. There tons of weapons laying out. Brandon was also there. I grabbed a shotgun, an AK-47, some ninja stars, and a katana. Moments later the cops burst through the door and we started an intense gun fight. It reminded me of the one in the movie "Takers." I awoke during this time (before I got to use my ninja sword ).

      Series Details
      Join all the action in the dream series, "Fearless." You never know what I may run into, but you can guarantee I'm ready for a fight. Stay tuned for more blades, guns, and explosions in this series!

      Updated 03-20-2011 at 08:35 AM by 22654

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    4. Lucid Dream 175: Warranted Revenge....

      by , 02-04-2011 at 08:31 AM (KingYoshi's Dream Journal...My World is Different)
      February 3, 2011
      Lucid Dream 175: Warranted Revenge
      Series: Star Power, Episode 1
      around 6:30pm
      WILD



      I had a few uninteresting normal dreams last night. I decided to attempt a WILD during a nap and this is what happened...

      I began to feel the body buzz and soon SP fully set in. There were flashes of a beach and ice cream and some other random stuff I can no longer remember. A dream scene started to slowly come into focus. It was blurry, but I could see a man hovering over me. A narrator began to speak as the man started raining hay-makers, rocking my head against the ground in the process. Narrator, "Everyone has those moments...where they feel like all is lost...like their down and out...your life flashes before your eyes and you think about all the choices you have made to this point...wondering where you went wrong...many accept defeat...killing themselves from the inside out...me...I do things differently..." The dream had seemed to have stabilized.

      Since I was absolutely getting my ass kicked the entire time the narrator was speaking, I thought it would be silly to just stand up like nothing was wrong. I slowly rolled up to one knee and the guy (who appeared to be a gang member) kicked me in the face, knocking me flat one my back. I spit out a mouth full of blood and rolled over to my side. I spotted a good size shard of glass laying on the ground next to me. I stealthily snatched it and began to laugh at my attacker. He up beside me, hovered over my face and said, "What the f*** is so funny b*tch? You haven't had enough?" I immediately spit in his face and sank the glass shard into the back of his foot. I then ripped it through his achilles tendon, causing him to topple over in agony. I scrambled to my feet and scanned the area. I pulled a nearby road sign out of the concrete and beat the guys head to mush. I took his gun and began performing some stabilization techniques. Everything seemed very clear and vivid. My friend Ryano came running up to me and asked if I was ok. I told him that the guy had pistol whipped me before I could get any information from him. Ryano looked at the dead guy and muttered, "Damn!" I then took off down the street and soon the dream scene changed.

      I was in a building with white walls that were lined with a zebra-like black stripe pattern. I came upon a section of the building that had many mirrors set up. I heard someone approaching, so I ducked down behind a structure and located the person using the mirrors. It was Ryano. He was talking on a radio to someone. Ryano, "Russell couldn't get the job done...No, he is dead...I don't know, his brains are splattered along the f***ing sidewalk...Don't worry I handle it myself..."
      Somewhere around here I lost lucidity. I snuck around behind Ryano and put a gun to the back of his head. I whispered in his ear, "Traitors burn in hell." I then pulled the trigger before he could get a word out. He dropped dead, face first. There wasn't any actual gunfire, noise, or a wound, but he was dead. I grabbed his pistol and took off running toward the front of the building. 5 well dressed agents closed in on my position and we engaged in an intense gunfight. Again, no actually shots were fired, but people dropped whenever I hit them. After taking care of the agents I hauled ass toward the front of the building. I suddenly fell fast first, because I had been shot in the back of the leg. As I hit the ground, I turned a shot the agent who had popped me. I scrambled to my feet and began limp/running to the front of the building where I heard, "Aaaannnndddd CUT!" There was a film crew and the front and we all had been acting out a movie the entire time. The director spoke for a few moments, but I don't remember what it was about.

      The next thing I remember, I am at a very fancy movie theater. I'm with Cort who was wearing a white dress, white gloves, a diamond necklace, and a diamond tiara. She looked absolutely stunning. I was wearing a suit. We were watching a movie scene that contained myself, Denzel Washington, and Ian Mckellen. We were in a office that looked like it belonged to a very wealthy man. Mckellen was sitting behind a desk, me and Denzel were standing in front of the desk. My character was watching the door and Denzel began to speak. (I don't remember all of the dialogue, but here is some of it)...Denzel looked pissed as he spoke, "Did you really think you could just ship me off and the past would never catch up to you?" Mckellen replied, "It was to protect you. We..." Denzel interrupted with an angered voice, "Protect me from what? You weren't protecting me. You were protecting yourself!" Mckellen was now raising his voice. He slammed his fist on the table and stood up, "We raised you like you were our own. Gave you everything you could ever want! Loved you like any parent would!" Denzel smiled and replied, "What about Teressa...Jermaine...little Michael? You left them to die. Never even mentioned they were my family." Mckellen sighed and calmly said, "It couldn't be helped." Denzel then pulled his gun and pointed it at Mckellen's face. Mckellen gave a faint smile and spoke, "Are you going to shoot your own father?" "You aren't my father." replied Denzel as he pulled the trigger. Mckellen fell face down onto the desk. My character spoke, "We need to go...NOW!" There were some action scenes next with some gunfights and whatnot. The movie abruptly stopped during the action scenes.

      Some people in the theater began screaming and pointing at the ceiling. There was a massive crack in the roof and it was slowly growing. We exited the theater immediately, and I met up with Chris R, Sardaddy, and Just H. We took a smoke break and talked about the movie (which was the premier of my first big supporting role). The movie was called "Warranted Revenge." I awoke during the conversation.

      Series Details
      "I thought I told ya...I'm a STAR...you see that ice...you see them cars...." In the dream series, "Star Power," I take on some of the most glorified positions in the world. Living the life of the rich & the famous. A movie star, nfl star, rock star...you never know what I will be next,so stay tuned for more entries to the series!

      Updated 03-20-2011 at 08:27 AM by 22654

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