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02.12.2009

It's time to F-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-fight! (MILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Normally, I'd have a nice little story about how it all happened. A cliche line about realization sweeping over me, and then BAM! enter the red text. This time around I have no idea what made me lucid. It just kinda happened. Maybe MILDs are the way to go. 4 lucids from 4 attempts seems pretty solid to me. Regardless, here I stood, face to face with JTG, mohawk and all.

Now, JTG is a pretty swell guy. I knew he wouldn't take it the wrong way when I did what I was planning to do. You see, I haven't had a good fight for awhile, and I was just itching for one, and JTG just happened to be in the right place at the right time. "Let's fight." I say to him.

"O-Okay?" WHAM! I land a solid blow on his chest. He stumbles back a bit before coming at me with his own attack. I block and deflect, and from there the fight truly began. We volleyed back and forth, exchanging a torrent of blows with Matrix-esque flair. It was pretty even, so I decided to turn it up a notch.

I Flash Stepped to his right side and pounded a few punches into his shoulder and back. He came to counter attack, but I Flash Stepped to his left side, doing the same. Again with the counter attack, but he was too slow for yet another fast as light movement from me. As I positioned myself directly under him I grabbed his waist and leapt into the air. I did a full frontal flip and brought JTG crashing down into the ground, utterly mutilating his legs and knees as he tried to stop the fall with them.

But wait! A twist! Somehow, someway, we had switched places and it was I crushed into the now shattered concrete floor. I fixed my legs with a little willpower and got up, my lucidity waning. I thanked my good friend for the fight and after that. . .

I woke up shortly after. No recall past the fight.

I dedicate this entry to Loaf, for making me want to keep up with his awesome DJ.

30.11.2009

Rebellion (MILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I MILDed before bed. This is something new I'm going to start doing consistently. Wish me luck.

The dream up until the point I got lucid was somewhat interesting. It all took place in this large facility that was a mix between an academic building and a hospital. Some friends of mine were playing some kind of game of catch, most likely Frisbee, when I suddenly thought to myself,

Wait. . . This is a dream. I was so sure in myself that a reality check was not needed. Everything was strikingly clear and felt so real, from the tan pillars that rose into the ceiling of this atrium to the people and their detailed clothes and expressions. I turned away from my friends, taking myself out of the plot for just a moment. I should stabilize a bit before trying anything. I take my hands and rub them together, focusing on the sensation, I turn to the pillars, see their textures, and run my hand along them, wrapping my arm around it as I went.

Now, I felt grounded and confident. I decide to try out my TK on some nearby object, but something seems off. I can't make the connection with the objects like I normally would, so it fails. Slightly disappointed and taken aback by this, as I had just recently (in another lucid) ripped an entire house off its foundations and thrown chunks of it at some enemy DCs and was now failing to lift a small ball of fluff, I did not lose focus. The plot was still progressing around me, and it was somewhat interesting, so I decided to play along.

I opened the front doors and the light poured in, obscuring my vision for a moment before coming back into focus. To my surprise, this building was located right smack dab in the middle of a large body of water! And there were Viking-esque ships rowing around the complex! I took a step back from the water. It looked so real and menacing with its clear waters followed quickly by a dark and murky drop off; it was scary.

One of the ships stopped rowing and everyone on board stared at the people at the door ferociously. The DCs around me dropped to their knees. Only I remained standing, but the stares continued. I tried to flip their boat over with my TK, but it didn't work for the same reasons, so I decided it would be best to drop down as well to avoid confrontation.

It was then explained that these Vikings were keeping all the DCs in here hostage. I figured it would be fun to invoke a rebellion. I take to the air and hover over the Building DCs rallying them to my cause. And so it began.

I left them to do most of the planning .In the meantime, I was testing out some of my abilities. I was having trouble with my ol' electricity attacks, so I just took a stance and let loose a Chidori. The signature blue lightning encompassed my arm and the accompanying screeching clawed at my ears. I sliced my arm at the nearest wall and it cut through like butter for a good two feet. This is going to be a fun attack.

Some time passes and the plan is set. We're going to escape out the back and destroy any opposition that faces us. Most of the destruction will be up to me, apparently. Might as well get some help. A cool idea that crosses my mind would be to summon some Creatures from the Magic: The Gathering universe. I decide to start small with a card we all know and love, Mogg Fantastic.

Sure enough, I manage to summon the guy and oh boy does he look cool being all realistic and such. He was wearing a grey trench coat, though, which was weird, but I didn't question it. I told him the game plan and what he had to do. He seemed pretty capable. Next up, Slivers.

For the uninitiated, Slivers are Creatures that become exponentially more powerful with each additional Sliver in play. I only summon about five or six, but they're the biggies. All the Legendaries, and some of the more powerful Non-Legendary ones. I have them lead the charge out the back door. I fly right behind them, the rest of the DCs at my rear. The Vikings are waiting for us and unleash a volley of nerf into me. I just take all the hits, I mean, seriously, it's Nerf. . .

From there, the dream degrades into me deciding what kind of darts to use in my Longshot clips. I wake up shortly after that.

Another DILD last night. Here's a brief synopsis:

08.11.2009

The Battle That Never Did (DILD)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It was a Harry Potter universe dream. I don't remember how I got lucid, but I did after a pretty long, vivid, intricate, dream (Thank you AJ). I started to make my way through what seemed to be Hogwarts, ignoring any DCs along the way, including Voldemort.

I found my way into a large atrium and started gathering up a bunch of RL friends who were proficient at Martial Arts. I was planning to have a huge battle, all of them vs. me. Just as I finished gathering them, and headed outside, I slipped back into waking life.

06.11.2009

The Search For Ice: Consultation (DILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

*non lucid about a perverted yeti and shooting it with a Barret .50 Cal. goes here*

*realization that I'm dreaming after worrying about opening and closing a door and having the yeti reappear goes here*

How vivid! Thus the apple juice has proven its worth, three nights in a row. Now, to the air! As I fly off my front porch and skim the grass, the girl from before rushes out, still angry at me for not trying to take out the yeti any sooner, keeping up with my speed. "Wonderful dream we're having." I comment, smiling widely. She smiles back, anger disappearing, and rushes ahead. Goodbye, character of my mind, I will never see you again.

Oh, what to do? I think to myself, rising slowly into the air. Oh, yes, I need to speak with my Dream Guide. This won't be too hard, I think. "When I turn around, my Dream Guide will be in the court below me." The sun shines off the sleek black roof before me. I can see the reflection of everything behind me, but I ignore it verily. TURN! Aha, what is that figure dressed in green lying on the asphalt so far below? Surely, it is my Dream Guide!

I fly toward the female, dropping to the ground as I get closer. I reach out my hand and pull her up. Oh, I'd recognize that face and this strange feeling of, what, connection(?), anywhere. But, alas, something is amiss. She is so young and petite. It is her face, her hair, her presence, but much younger than I've ever seen. We greet each other with a smile. And I go right into why I've called for her. "I have some questions for you, about Ice."

"I know, but first you have to do something for me."

"What is it?"

"Take me to Narnia Castle."

"Okay, let's go."

*change in tense and style because I'm getting lazy*

We head off. She runs ahead of me, taking my hand and pulling me along. My hands are dry, so I wet them and rub them together. She tries to take my hand again, but I don't want her to have to grab my wet hand, so I let the sleeves of my green Trench Coat fall past my hands.

I have no idea where we're going, or why she'd want to go to a place like that, whatever it may be. "Narnia Castle will be right up there when we pass those houses." I see buildings past the houses on the left street from my court. And straight ahead a strange could formation is being created at building level. "Or, if not, it'll form from those weird clouds right there."

We make it all the way to the end, but there's no obvious castle or building which we should enter. Suddenly a person calls out to us, pointing out the building behind them as the entrance to where we wanted to go. We head inside. She lets go of my hand and I start to feel myself slipping away. I can't hold onto the dream, and sure enough, I wake up.

Well, looks like I have some time to write this all down. De derp. All done, now to publish it. De derp. Great. I guess I'll check some email before the test. Oh, look my Dream Guide has replied to my journal. I am currently not noticing that I am in some kind of metro eatery style place or something and my DG is right outside the window. Instead I am having this conversation as I'm reading it. Hearing our voices as I go through. "What did that Castle thing have to do with Ice? Oh, you were trying to give me a clue? Is that where I should go to find him?" She gave me a look that, in retrospect, could be taken as either she didn't want to reveal something, but I was on the right track, or that what I was saying was just plain idiotic. I took it for the former. "So, he does hang out there a lot! Okay, so then he's just a DC!"

"No," she says. "he's a person, like me." I go silent. My Dream Guide has always been nothing more to me than an extension of myself, a way to reach and interact with my subconscious thoughts. I had never payed the connection I felt around her any mind. And at this time, I still wasn't. I felt awkward. Does she not know she's a DC?

"Well, look, some people are posting comments on my journal. I should attend to that."

And then I woke up for real.

Three lucids off of one WILD.

31.10.2009

No Control (WILD)

★☆☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







After such intense and downright cool halucinations I find myself at rest, again, in my bed. No doubt this is a dream. I RC to double check. Yeppers, definitely a dream. I get up, but everything is so hazy. I have no control over anything at all. So, what unfolds is an odd dream where I am indeed lucid, but unable to makes decisions about anything. I end up pushing a large something up and around a building or stone block of some kind. When I finish that I move down the building/block to the next something and push that around too. I do it one more time before experiencing a FA.

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31.10.2009

Failure (DILD)

★★☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







I don't remember many details up to the point where I became lucid, but I do remember flying through Mewtwo's fortress from the first Pokemon movie. This occurred after someone asked for quotes from the movie.

I realized I was dreaming and flew out of the fortress. I let myself fall to sea far below me. I fall slowly at first, but speed up at sporadic intervals along the way until crashing into the water, feet extended straight, arms at my sides. Down, down I go, into the depths. I see some white sharks swim below me. Not a fan of sharks, at all, I shot to the surface where DCs were there to greet me. I got up onto a plank. I knew this was dream, but I had to be sure because of the sharks. I do a RC. It fails. Now I'm really confused. I know it's a dream, for sure, so why isn't my RC working? I spend the rest of the dream on the plank trying to RC before I FA again.

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31.10.2009

The Search For Ice: Coffee House (DILD)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







I'm in bed. RC to be sure I'm not still in the dream.

Turns out I am. I get up and shed myself of my blanket. I fly/phase through the nearest window into a town. Now, what was I supposed to be doing in my Lucids? Oh, right, searching for Ice. I look at all the buildings for a door I can use. They're all glass, and the buildings themselves are lined with large glass windows. I decide to give it a shot anyways.

I fly to the nearest door, but as I do I hover up a bit, putting the handle out of reach. The same things happens at the next door, so I decide to drop to the ground. I think to myself that Ice will be on the other side of this door. I open it already partly knowing what's actually inside due to the glass. Yep, it's a coffee house. I walk in and pass by the line at the counter. The guy at the front of the line looks at me and says "Hey." I just keep walking.

Wait, I think, what if he has something interesting to say? So, I double back. And say hello to him. We walk outside and I lift myself off the ground. He shook his head and said something about me following the trend or something like that. We had an interesting discussion that I can't fully recall since I waited so long to write it down, but it partly involved him talking about an instance where his girlfriend was harmed in a dream and subsequently harmed in RL. I say something along the lines of "That's not. . . not possible." And then I experience another FA in which I become lucid for two seconds before waking up for real.

No lucids last night, but I learned a neat trick. I can find an object using my TK, even if I can't see it, just by reaching out with my hand and pulling it to me. That may prove useful. It certainly did when we were looking for our white-board during that crazy water based golf game.

BONUS ENTRY OF DOOM!

11.10.2009

Truce With Myself: Cruise Ship Catastrophe (DILD)

★★☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







I'm going to elborate on what happened during this dream. Specifically the part when I scare all the DCs on the boat by flipping it over a few times. You know, since that is kinda completing the Basic Task. >.>

I'm on a cruise ship. I have no idea how I got here. I just know it's a dream and I want to get to the moon! Now, how to do that. . . I recall Pirates of the Carribean when they flipped over the ship to transport them between dimensions. It seemed like a perfectly sound idea. However, the friends I was with at the time didn't think so. They tried to talk me out of it, but I simply ignored them, telling them their concerns were nonsense.

I used an extension of my TK abilities and flipped the boat over once. Gravity remained mostly intact, but in reverse now. The windows of the cabin were underwater and everyone, including my friends were freaking out. I still think this will work, so I go ahead and flip it back upright. People start to calm down. Hrm, we don't seem to be on the moon. I violently start rotating the boating, flipping it several times. Now, everyone on the boat is screaming that it's going to capsize. "Shit, I gotta get out of here." I fly out the nearest window as, behind me, the screams of the DCs fade away into gargled murmurs, as the deep waters of the stream swallow the boat and its passengers alive.

26.10.2009

Shindig (DILD)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's a failed WILD attempt with some interesting results. As I drifted off to sleep some kind of entity who took on my appearance made its way into my body, fusing with me, gaining the ability to influence my actions. As I get out of bed, I'm in some kind of study high up inside some kind of skyscraper. Captain Malcolm Renolds bursts into the room. Examines me very quickly, realizes I've been compromised, and attacks me.

There are some fisticuffs, in which he explains my situation and how it's been affecting people all over the city. I go crazy and run at the window. I'm about to jump out of it, but I gain control of my actions through sheer force of will. No. This thing can't do anything to me if I don't let it. Mal sees I've gained control of whatever this thing was and invites me on a heist he's pulling later tonight at a local shindig.

Stuff happens, party ensues, heist occurs, they catch on, it's time to escape. Mal and other members of the crew all make it out just fine, leaving myself and some other people they recruited behind. We have a secondary escape plan. We enact it. A large military style float/watchtower/hovercraft comes out into the street in front of the mansion. We jump onto it as the tanks start to roll up. We manage to get past the first tank before they notice we aren't who they think we are. They start firing at us from all sides, and the chase begins. The craft is mostly earthbound, but it can makes small jumps over obstacles, which we use to help us evade a good number of our pursuers. Eventually we come to our secondary vehicle which we plan to use to escape. Unfortunately, it's attached to an underwater merry-go-round. We try to grab ahold of it with a large pole grabby thing, but soon enough we're surrounded. There's no way out.

"Fuck this." I turn on Hover and fly to nearby glass doors, my objective just inside.

"Hey, you can't do that! Stop it!" They yell at me. Whatever, this is just a dream; I can do what I'd like. I phase through the first set of glass doors no problem. Same thing with the second set. Now I'm in a room with the Mayor. He's playing a lottery game where he puts his card into a slot and out comes a fully scratched off ticket that is either a winning or losing card. I grab his card and shove it into a certain slot, that I knew would have a large payout. Out comes a card worth 100k. I think to myself, Hey, I could give myself a million dollar card if I wanted. I do it again, and out comes a million dollar card. Just what we came for.

I walk out to the standoff outside. Yell to everyone that there's free money to be had. They all clamor, trying to get into the room first. This frees up my companions. I give them the cards and tell them I'm off.

25.10.2009

Possibilities (WILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I feel the transistion. I'm pretty sure I'm dreaming, but I need to RC to be sure. My hands are tied within the blanket, and it's hard to move them, so I look to my dresser. There are a few objects there. I pull them to me with TK. Yep, definitely dreaming. I force myself out of bed and own the stairs, shedding my blanket as I go. There is a little aside about it being too easy for me to escape my bed. Regardless, once I am free of the blanket I begin my experiment. I begin the Extended TP, hand out at my sides, one foot forwards, hunched over.

It takes a short time to charge up, but once it does, I emulate the TP animation. To my excitement, a screen pops up asking if I want to TP. I hit "Yes" quickly, and another screen pops up with a multitude of place I can go to. Inside each of those categories is a subset of 11+ places I can travel to. Although, I don't bother reading over each one, because I feel rushed, I quickly choose one. My vision goes black.

Shit! Okay, okay, I can salvage this. Loading Screen! A loading screen pops up, the progress bar fills up in a matter of moments and then the environment forms around me. The visuals are definitely reminiscent of City of Heroes. I decide to pull up chat and my friend's list. There are a few people chatting in the area, and my friend's list shows many people from the forums, some of whom are available, some of whom aren't.

I try to quickly search through to find someone I might want to contact. My excitement at the success of this venture and the possibilities the friend's list offers is getting the better of me. I can't hold on for much longer.

Sure enough, I experience a FA.

That's interesting Nomad. Do you usually have wolf and dinosaur dreams? I know I've had dreams with dinosaurs on and off since I was a child. Wolf dreams are much rarer for me, though.

This would normally be rated a two, but I had fun writing it. >.>

22.10.2009

I am So Aware! Look at How Aware I am! (Non-lucid)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's my brithday! Oh, what fun. People are giving me cards! Let's read them. . . *reads card* Phhbbt! This card has terrible grammar! And it's doing it on purpose to confuse me! Ah, well. At least they got me a gift! What is this I see? Zoh my gawd! It's a Star Wars Hoth CTF Lego set! Let's assemble it right now! Look gaiz, it's so realistic! It's like we're actually building a battle on Hoth like the one currently happening around us on a snowy planet that I seem to not really notice at all! Wow! Look at all the laser fire!

*PEW PEW* Oh no! They blew it up while I was working on putting it together! Nooo! *Stops Time* *Reverses Time* It's back! ^.^ Let's use some TK to get it to safety. *Lifts up Lego Set with Mind* Blarg! I didn't grab all the pieces! *Tries to lift Multiple Things With Mind* Well, these aren't actually pieces from the set, but I guess they'll have to do! Lalala, let's get these out of harm's way!

This random piece of randmoness was brought to you by the number F.

Yeah, I was disappointed as well. Next thing I'm going to try is to do an Extended TP and hopefully a screen will pop up asking where I would like to go. Anyways, here's last night's lucid.

20.10.2009

Rex (DILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's another one of them Jurasic Park nightmares. They've put us in the complex with all the herbivores, we have some nice living quarters in the back, on the wall right adjacent to. . . the carnivore complex. . . Fuck. I look out the window, my brother is with me. We see a T-Rex eye staring us down from the window across from us. We drop to the floor. Something that big could easily burst though these walls at any time it wanted. I run outside as fast as I can, leaving my brother behind. I hope he makes it out of there safely. . .

I spot Hammond running away from the complex. I decide to follow him, but he turns around and goes in the other direction right as I catch up to him. Ffffuuuuu! Now I have to retrace my steps and make up for lost time. I TP Skip at each step quickly surpassing Hammond. Wait, I should just TP. Point and click. TP activates and I'm a good distance away now.

Oh, I must be dreaming if I can TP. Fly gets toggled on. There a T-Rex in that building with my name on it. I survey my surroundings. It's large area with a few dense trees and moss ground covered with hay in some parts. Fences in the distance and a chopper somewhere behind me. Hammond was just passing by the complex now. "You people ready for this?!" I shouted, a glint in my eye. I willed the T-Rex to burst out of the complex. It did.

The siding of the complex flew about in shattered bits. The T-Rex was loose. It ran straight toward Hammond. Before it could reach him I tossed the beast into the air with my TK and threw him down on his back. He roared in protest, got up, and started to make his way toward me. He jumps into the air, gnashing at me with his teeth. I reach out my hands. They become elongated, merged together, and stretched out. Suddenly, thousands of tiny pointed teeth sprout from my hands. I clamp them down on his nose and face making him yelp and drop back down to the ground. What a pushover. The raptors are ten times better than this lout.

He tries for me one more time, but I just throw him into the air again and let him fall onto his back.

I can't remember the rest. :-/

19.10.2009

The Search For Ice: Auditorium (DILD)

★★☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Details are sketchy since I wasn't able to record this right away. I'll do my best here. Above average recall powers activiate!

I was in some kind of HvZ Spalding Theatre Production. I was doing a lot of behind the scenes work, but I did have one line apparently. It was a group meeting kinda deal where we were working on the play, but also going over some logistical details. Some officers got up on stage along with the co-president. The officers took turns stating their issues with the current leadership of this production. The co-president took all the criticism to heart and spat out an initiative to fix things or something like that. Regardless, it was time to clean! I was sent with the stage cleaning group. I wasn't really looking forward to it.

Oh, wait. This is a dream. I RC to confirm it. Yep. Definitely dreaming. I start hovering, deciding that I'm going to search for Ice. I go through different doors expecting him to be there and calling out for him to appear before me. I run into someone who looks vaguely like him, but when questioned he claimed he was not who I was looking for. We had an odd conversation about things that didn't make any lick of sense. Strangely, though, it was a good conversation. It was enjoyable being with this person; he emanated a friendly aura that was very inviting.

As we exited the building into the blinding light outside my vision started to fade away into nothing but a bright light. I figured this was going to be it for the dream if I didn't do something about it. I kept cool and focused. Picking out anything I could see in this blinding light and locking on to it. A tree. A planter. Anything at all. Then I see a door! Back inside I go! I can see again, so I make my way to the auditorium; my feet haven't touched the ground since I've become lucid.

I ask if Ice is in this room. Almost all the DCs respond "Yes." I asked which one of them was Ice and almost all of them raised their hand. Stupid DCs. I notice a few friends of mine that didn't raise their hands and seemed to be busily working at their assigned task. I go up to one of them.

"EB? Is that you?" She looks at me, a look of surprise crosses her face when she sees that I'm flying. Well, that's a different reaction. "Here, let me see your energy." I try to point my pinky at her but it wont extend all the way. Regardless, she squirms in her seat as I twist my hand around to compensate for the lack of extension. Her stomach become translucent and I see reddish orange waves of light inside of her. That's odd.

"Okay," I said, refocusing my attention. "One of you is going to bring Ice to me." I look around and pick someone out from the crowd. "You. go fi--"

My alarm wakes me up. . .

Wild count 27. . .

18.10.2009

Instant Transmission (WILD)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







I get out of bed. Taking in my surroundings. This isn't my dorm room. It's someplace I've never been before. I decide to try out Instant Transmission, selecting The Moon as my target destination. I close my eyes and envision myself disappearing and reappearing on The Moon. No luck, but everything does destabilize a bit. I ground myself and make my way to the front door. I go through it and come out on a porch overlooking a beach; large waves crash down upon the sand less than 100 yards away.

To my left is Master Roshi, sitting in a wooden chair. I ask him if he can teach me IT, but he claims to not know what that is. I figure it's still early in the series and Goku hasn't even learned it himself. I close my eyes and visualize my destination once more. I shout, "Instant Transmission!" My body feels as if it disappeared for a second, but when I opened my eyes all I saw was a huge wave crashing down on the beach. I decide I'll just have some fun in the water instead. I begin my trek down to the beach, I jump down the stairs.

And then my suitemate is a douche and wakes me and my roommate up.

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18.10.2009

Batmobile (WILD)

★★☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







I float out of my bed. Rising up to the ceiling. Well, that was odd, I thought. Normally I don't fly right off the starting line. I didn't pay it much mind, though. Just to make sure I could mess with things, I grabbed a puzzle off the wall and threw it onto my roommate's bed, where he was still sleeping. Satisfied I made my way out into the hallway, where it was just as dark as it was in our room. As I flew down the hall I noticed a window at the end of it. Oh, look, I mused as a figure in a red hoodie came in front of the window, CBK is able to fly or something. We were on the fourth floor.

I fly up to the window and phase through it, something that comes naturally to me now. It is CBK, but we're in a parking lot. "Oh, C---, your dream car is, in actuallity, the Batmobile!" Indeed, before me was a Batmobile that belonged to CBK. "You should show me around your dream house like we talked about before."

"Umm, how about not?" He was with friends and seemed busy. I decided to leave him alone. Now, what should I do? I know I'll--

And then my suitemate is a douche and wakes me and my roommate up.

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18.10.2009

Ffffuuuuu (DEILD)

★☆☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







Let's try this again. . .

I enter the dreamworld. I decide I'm not going to waste any time. Straight to The Moon! I shoot up, phasing through the cieling, making my way up into the stratos! I'm going to make it!

And then my suitemate is a douche and wakes me and my roommate up.

Heh, thanks.

Update as promised:

17.10.2009

BAMFs (Non-lucid)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







I am an officer in some unkown military force. We're making our way through enemy territory and I've been tasked with taking down all enemy choppers with the two mini-guns I am carrying at my sides. I alternate between reloading and firing them, so that I can always have a continuous spray. Soon enough, all the choppers are destroyed. I back up against the castle wall behind me only to have a chunk of my shoulder bitten off by some kind of purple demon or something. I step away from the wall and gather together with my company.

Our commanding officer steps in and gives us all a pep talk, reminding us of our BAMF state of being. He needs a volunteer. Before he can say what it is everyone steps up. While he appreciates everyone's enthusiasm he chooses me for the job, hitting me on my injured shoulder. All the while this is happening some kind of weird hand is coming out of the lower wall trying to grab at anything it can.

We move out. As we do, two sickening blue demons come out of the large castle doors behind us. I fire my mini-guns at them. Everyone else takes part. They can't withstand the fire and fall to the ground, dead. Right behind them, however, are two huge wolves. No matter how much we fire at them, they aren't goin down. I try to draw them away from the rest of my squad by firing both my guns at once. The bullets tear through the beasts, but only slow it down so much. It lunges at me and grasps my arm in its fangs. I try to shake it off and fire a minigun into its head, but it doesn't let go. Reflex kicks in and expells me from the dream.

I should note that the fight with the wolves went on a bit longer than what I wrote, and that the dream reset itself, giving me a second chance to fight them. Unfortunately details are sketchy so I figured this would do.

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17.10.2009

Sample? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







Some interesting Non-Lucids last night. Here's a sampling.

Dream: This is Far From Safe

★★☆☆☆

Traveling in my friend's new Maxima, going down back roads at speeds upwards of 115mph. He's terrible driver. We almost fly off the road on more than one occasion, and every turn he makes has the car leave the pavement just enough not to run us into a wall or something. We here the cops behind us, but they're doing something else, not paying us much attention. . .

Dream: So Much Power in Such a Small Package

★★★☆☆

This is an odd dream in which I try to save this small girl from being hooked up to some kind of weird machine that drains her of her energy. I fail, she's caught, and subsequently hooked up to the machine by some old hag. You know, one of those people you can't stop yourself from hating. Anyways, when she is hooked up, she displays some of her power. An orb of light forms in front of her, uproots a tree with TK, and crashes it into the tents controlling the machine several hundred yards away.

I'll break this up and rate each one later tonight.

~11:30p-~6:30a
Times aren’t exact. Decided not to pay too much heed to recall today, so I basically just went to the washroom and straight back to sleep. I had a dream about my brother, Mike, in this time period, but I can’t remember what it was about.

6:30a-10:45a
A Date with a DC-Boyfriend
I was in a relationship with this DC that seemed to be a hybrid of Maxwell (the ex) and Kasey (the never-was). I remember there being lots of cuddling, for the most part. Like even sitting in a school class room and cuddling.

He was really interested in music and concerts, and he showed me his concert scheduled for July. I noticed that he has two solid weeks booked out in early July** (thought it was weird, but didn’t think much of it); I was searching for a specific date: July 28. I saw it was blocked out, so I asked, “Are you seeing Tim on the 28th?”

“Yeah, do you have tickets too?”

“Yep! Where are your seats?”

“3rd row, on the floor! Where are your seats?” he asks.

“Wayyyy in the back,” I reply.

“Well… let me see if I can convince my ‘date’ to trade with you. Then you can sit with me, and he can sit with your mum,”

So, he asked his friend (who turned out to be former-college-instructor-Jules) who totally had no problem in switching with me. He says, he’s seen Tim before, but this is a first time for me. Lucky!! I am totally overjoyed at this turn of events.

It’s concert day and I remember this weird, vague bit about climbing up this waist-high wooden platform and thinking, “Tim was just here.” OH! And it was covered in snow… in July… work that one out.

The concert was in a room… with gray carpeting and white walls. It looked like a converted classroom of sorts. There were only like 5 rows of people. And they were offering coffee from one of those Tassimo-like machines. I was somewhat late (not late enough to interrupt Tim) and I was trying to get some coffee.

There’s another random bit I remembered, but I don’t know where it fits in… where DC-boyfriend and are a cuddling again in a car… and I get a call from brother-Roger. He’s upset at me. We were out at a pet store, buying some toys and food for his cat, and he was asking for the “cat-baton,” that we bought. I pulled out this foot long, inch-diameter blue padded baton with a red bulb on the end. I’m… not really sure what it does… “What is he going to do with this??! Beat his cat with it?” I ask (I find this hysterical ).

**So, when I was still dreaming this, the two weeks of July didn't make sense. But as I was thinking about the dream while getting my coffee, it dawned on me. That's the Stampede! There's a free performance every night of the event, which is about two weeks long. Smart brain, smart!

15.10.2009

Enter Ice (DEILD)

★★★★★

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Falling back asleep. Rawr. . .

I'm in my darkened living room. Family is in the kitchen. Suddenly, I hear rustling under the dining room table. Crap what is that. A dark wispy doglike figure shoots from under the table at ludicrous speed darting back and forth towards me.

Shit, I need to wake up, now! It's right in front of me now, my eyes are closed and I hear the most sinister growl I've heard in my life. Screw waking up. Let's face this head on.

I woke up. . .

Time to DEILD. I want to see what this thing is.

I'm back in my living room. It's much brighter this time around. Still dark, though. I see my dog coming from the kitchen. I go to grab him and pet him. Keeping him in a friendly state, just in case. I try to think of what that thing could be. Could it have been the ghost of my old dog? Back for revenge. No that's silly. Sure enough my old dog comes up to me as well. I wrap an arm around each and embrace them. Still a bit wary. I hover over to the kitchen and they follow.

I get the idea of turning into a dog and running around with them. So, I take on the appearance of a dog, run to the garage door, and open it. The garage is open! Let's make a break for it! I dash on all fours out into the court. Fellow dogs nowhere to be found.

My vision is obscured by my hair and I can't seem to push it away. In the center of my vision a white creature of some kind starts dashing towards me. It doesn't look like it's actually moving anywhere, though. And it's rather transparent. Regardless, I use my TK to throw it to the side. No effect. As I turn away, to ignore it to death, the creature, what I can only now describe as some kind of yeti, jumps into the center of my vision again. I try to turn away once more, but the same thing happens.

It starts to take a different form, becoming solid this time. It's a man. An incredibly well built and muscular man with spiked silver hair. I hear a loud crackling sound behind me. I know I shouldn't look, but my curiosity gets the better of me. As I turn, I see a grin upon his face. Behind me are many discs and chunks of ice being readied to be hurled at me. He makes a throwing motion with both arms and they start to fly toward me. A dream reflex kicks in and I start to eject myself from the dream. Wait dammit! I want to fight! Everything starts to fade, faster and faster. I have no time to stabilize. This looks like the end of the dream for me. Suddenly, though, everything snaps back into focus.

While surprising, I didn't give it too much thought. I'm just glad I get a chance to fight this guy. I try to throw him around with TK, but it doesn't do anything at all. Fine, let's try a new trick. I point my finger at him, hand outstretched. A charge builds upon the tip of my finger and fires out in a bolt the width of a pin. He tries to dodge it at first, but when I direct it onto this body, like a laser pointer, he just starts calmly walking towards me. I smirk as I make the yellow light burst forth from his body and rend him to pieces. Crap. That didn't work either. No longer smirking, it seems like I was going to have to play this one a bit differently.

I rush around him and try to build a charge in my hands. I stare at my hands and watch the blue electricity start to form and jump between my palm. I lift my hands up and face them toward him. I attempt to shoot some bolts, but nothing comes out. This is just not my day. I figure I'll just taze him, so I grab onto his shoulder, expecting the charge in my right hand to do all the work. No luck. He just looks down at my hand and shakes his head.

Fine back to basics. I think as I whip out a knife. I come at him, slashing away at his shirtless body and arms. We end up in a grapple. A girl appears out of nowhere and hands him an ornate blade. She tells me that I wouldn't be able to cut his right arm, but I could cut his left hand off if I wanted to. "Well, thanks for that." He said sarcastically as I pushed my blade through his left wrist, severing it. I jumped back. He didn't seem too concerned about his lack of hand.

He readied his blade. I threw aside my plain ol' knife and tried to whip out my katana. Nothin' but air. Oh well, let's just pretend I've got one. I grip the air like I would a katana, feeling the hilt in my hands. I rush at him. He starts to back up as I swing and parry his swipes. Each time our blades would have crossed I shouted "Cling!" or "Ching!" He looked really confused. I didn't let up. My form was terribly sloppy, though and I didn't manage to land a single hit. I figured I'd turn it up a notch.

"Bankai!" I shouted and the air around me started to fly apart violently as my energy exploded forth. My blade was visible now. The same blade from that one night. He had a sword now too, and his left hand was back. I swing my blade shouting "Getsuga Tenshou!" The environment turns white as a streak of black energy tears toward him. I keep swinging. More black streaks fly at him and explode on his chest. Slowly at first, but then an incredulous volley of crisscrossing energy pours itself from my blade. As they hit him, they all explode in a puff of grey smoke on his right shoulder. He just stands there and takes the hits.

Frustrated, I dash teleport into position. My blade was now ornate and golden. It shone brightly in the sunlight. Crossing blades with his I whisper, "Getsuga Tensou." Slowly but surely a small tornado extruded from the tip of my blade. It tears at the cord at the end of his hilt. All of this is happening right in front of his face. There's no way he can't pay attention. My tornado tears the blade from his hands. I grab it and drop down. I now have two blades to his none.

He walks over to me. "That was fun, I say. How about we just call it a tie, though." He looks at me funny.

"You've still got a lot to learn." He shoves his left hand into my stomach. I grab at his arm. Trying to keep it from going in further. He looks like he's about to do something, but changes his mind.

He pulls out his hand. "I'm here to teach you. It'll take another year to set all this up, to pull you in again." He pauses for a moment. His brow furrows, "There are words that only have meaning in dreams. I'm going to be talking to you, but I'm not going to explain everything. It'll b--"

"It'll be up to me to figure out their meanings for myself, right?" He nodded. "So, what now?"

"You need to wake up and write all of this down."

"Yes, sir." He looked at me with distaste.

"No. Don't call me that. There are too many out there like that already. . ."

"How about sensei?"

"I have bad associations with that word as well."

"Figured as much. Okay, off to record all of this."

I've decided to call him Ice for the time being.