Puffin

Type: Regular dream.
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I was on the side of a moderately inclined mountain, the same steepness of a Hawaiian volcano. It was rather large.

It was covered by small rocks about the size of quarters and toonies, and they were black and irregularly shaped like black granite rocks in a garden. I was standing on the mountain with a few other unidentifiable people.

There was patches of fire coming out from in between the rocks, and we were swiping more rocks over top of the fire to put it out. I did this for a few of the patches, but then I saw the fire was just coming through the rocks again. The fire was very realistic, even if there wasn't that much of it.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
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I was in the car with my father; he was driving and I was in the front seat. It was a black infinity, even though we have a white one in real life, with a black leather interior and polished cherry wood accents. We were traveling along some city street with small, decrepit buildings on both sides, the kind of buildings that would host pawn shops and second-hand stores.

I was playing a game on a hand-held system that looked like an original teal gameboy color. However, the screen was twice as big, as was the console itself. There was a pokemon game on the screen; it was three-dimensional and you controlled one pokemon. There was a mountainous layout like that of the Sims games, except with much more details and crisper graphics. The whole mountain was a bowl shape, with all the pokemon in the bowl part, along with other small hills and rocks. There were many other pokemon running around, flying around, and digging in the ground. It was sort of like mission impossible, as it was every pokemon for themselves, and they had to defeat all the others before they defeated them.

I was a flygon in the game, and I was pressing buttons that were labeled "fly" on the console. The flygon would dive down and attack a pokemon underneath it, then come back up again into the air.

The dream changed, and now I was a part of the game. I was on a small rocky hill covered with snow, looking for powerups. I saw things covered up in the snow, little coin-shaped light green circles with plus signs on them, and when I got near them, I'd absorb them and I'd hear a beep. I had no idea what they did, but they were obviously good for something.

Then, I saw a large purple sticky hand in the snow. The hand was visible, but snow covered up the long part, and it disappeared onto a small hill. I picked up the hand portion and ran up the hill, to see an upside down u-shaped piece of rock, with the end part of the purple sticky hand tied up in it. There were two children, probably seven or eight, wearing heavy parkas with fur. They looked at me and said, "this is ours, get your own". I told them, "I'm already touching part of it, so it's mine".

One of them walked up to me, puffing out her chest, and said, "no!" I leaned towards her and said, "if you want to fight me for it, fine, but I'll win." She punched me but I didn't feel anything because she was wearing thick mittens. I laughed and said, "bye", waving as I did. The two backed off and went away.

I spent quite a while trying to unravel the sticky hand.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was in an unidentifiable apartment building; the walls were light cream and the flooring was beige-colored Berber that was softer and a bit fluffier than it should have been.

The lighting was normal as if all the lights were on in the apartment. I knew it was morning without even having to look outside the one small window positioned on one side of the room.

On the side opposite the window, there was a fairly large L-shaped desk made from smoothed oak wood complete with a dark purple chair. There was also an older gray laptop and thick books going from one end of the desk to the other, without being held up by book holders. What was strange about this setup was that there was a motorcycle next to the desk, a black one that was around a third larger than the actual size. Because of this, it was at eye level with me.

It looked like the motorcycle in the image below, except with a few modern curves and longer handlebars.

There was also a fire embellishment on the side of the main body that looked pretty much like the real thing: abstract, orange and red. I didn't look to see if it was on the other side too, because the desk was in the way.

The most distinguishing feature of the motorcycle was that it had three-dimensional flames coming from both wheels. They weren't real flames, but I knew I designed them and "drew" them onto the bike. They erupted from both wheels but although they were the color of flames, they weren't very flame-like. It was as if someone used a pressure-sensitive brush on Photoshop and tapered it off... Times fifty. It looked cool, but not realistic.

In front of the motorcycle, a 15" television screen appeared, held up by a tall, flat, dark gray machine. It was straight against the wall and created a ninety-degree angle as it ran along the floor, propping the bike up on top of it. I got on the bike somehow and the screen showed a beautiful lake with mountains on either side, dotted by roads. It was from a first-person perspective, as if I was on a boat on that lake.

The next thing I knew, I was actually on the lake, riding along the surface of the water on the motorcycle. The fact that I went from being in an apartment to on the water didn't faze me. I pulled back on the motorcycle and it revved up, now traveling in the air, upwards. I got to the side of a mountain and continued to travel along it, still in the air, and ran into a group of three pink piranha fish, cartoony and styled like the Cheep-Cheeps in the Mario Games. They were pink, had a white flower-shaped underbelly, and a small yellow fin on each of their backs and tails. I ran into them and they bounced away slowly, their eyes now black "x"s.

I came across another group of them with the same results before the dream came to an end.