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    1. 06/30/10 Revenge Served Cold

      by , 07-02-2010 at 05:44 AM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      Note: I fell asleep this night with my energy in a very unstable state due to some problems I had during the evening. When I say unstable, I mean unstable to the point where I was not able to finish my evening class in school… I had to tell the instructor I wasn't feeling well and then leave early. While I had managed to calm down some by the time I went to bed, I was still very unstable. A large portion of my negative energy was directed at the Templars who have given me nightmares on the previous two nights… so my main plan was to kick Templar ass. I had this plan in mind when I fell asleep, but I was not successful in entering my WILD. Fortunately, my intentions were strong enough that I still ended up where I wanted to be…

      I was in my room. I was in bed. I rolled over and thought about the events of the previous evening. I was a nice mixture of pissed off and depressed, basically quite unstable. I was thinking that was why I was being unable to sleep. I sat up in bed and stroked the kitty beside me. She purred. I got out of bed to use the bathroom. I thought I should try to stay in the habit of doing an RC when I wake up or get up in the night… even if I don't think I've been asleep… I did a nose-pinch RC and found that I was dreaming. I became fully lucid.

      I thought about what I wanted to do… I was feeling pissed off… and I wanted someone to take that out on. Templars! They were the origin of my current problems, so I would take it all out on Templars! I had told them that continuing to disturb my dreams and turn them into them nightmares would result in serious consequences. Now it was time to deliver on those consequences. I focused on opening a portal to find a Templar base, I would go straight to them and have a kill fest right there in their base. The portal opened and I went through it.

      I was now in a Templar base. There were Templars wandering around. They all were going about their own business. At first no one noticed me. Those were the bastards who had turned my past two nights' dreams into nightmares… they were the cause of the instability and the situation that had led to an argument between a friend and mine who had told me that he no longer wants to be my friend… I walked over to the Templar closest to me as the others moved out of sight. I could feel unstable dark energy inside of me… my energy had been unstable all evening, and now I could finally do something about it! I grabbed the Templar by the throat and slammed him against the wall. He let out a surprised 'glurk' but could not speak to alert the others. I squeezed his throat until I felt something get crushed, then I let him down. He grabbed his neck and was choking… he couldn't breathe… he coughed up blood, collapsed, and died.

      One dead Templar was not nearly enough. Time to start killing them in larger numbers. I went into a room with two Templars there. A big guard and another who looked more like a scientist. I used Master of Puppets on the guard, and made him beat the other Templar to death. I then made him grab a scissors from a desk and imbed it into his own throat, followed by using the scissors to cut the wound larger. He pierced his own jugular vein and bled out . I continued through the base. I met several Templars in the halls. I stabbed each of them with my hidden blade before they realized I didn't belong there. I looked into a large control room. There were 15 Templars in there at control stations. I let a tendril of Witchblade out, it went through the room and pierced the throats of each Templar. The instant I retracted the tendril, the blood flowed freely and they all died.

      As I continued on my way, I tried to think of a creative way to kill the next Templar… I found a lone Templar in the hall. He stopped and looked at me. I used Damage, Inc. to set him on fire. The Templar was quickly engulfed in flames. In a blind panic, he ran into another room with a number of Templars in it. He wanted someone to help him, but all he ended up accomplishing was to set several more of the Templars on fire… now there were five Templars panicking in the room, engulfed in flames and screaming in pain. That didn't last long; they all collapsed, dead. I killed the next few Templars I met with my Witchblade sword. Electrocuted a few with lightning. Crushed several more with gravity. And each Templar I killed was immensely satisfying. My unstable energy was simmering down to an icy rage.

      It was around here that I thought I was waking up… but I wasn't finished getting my payback against these Templar assholes! I focused on Allura's method of time dilation and the dream stabilized.

      I made my way down into a dungeon. That looked like the kind of place where they would carry out their tortures. There were hooks on the walls from which lanterns were hanging. I used telekinesis and lifted a Templar up, impaling him on a hook through his abdomen. He was still alive when I left him, coughing up blood as he tried to call for help. The next several Templars I came across met the same fate as the first one, hung from those iron lantern hooks. I found three more Templars near an open dungeon cell door. A couple of big guards and a smaller one. I could hear them talking, I could hear them clearly.

      "Ok… when she gets here," the one said to the others, "You grab her like last time. All you have to do is chain her up in this room, and we'll let the rats do the rest." He laughed.

      I was standing right beside the three Templars now, between the two larger guards while the smaller man was facing away from me, looking at a door. "So…" I said, "What's the plan here?"

      "Weren't you listening at all?" the Templar said with some frustration, "You two grab Raven, chain her up in the dungeon, and then we watch the rats eat her alive! Now get it…" the Templar had been turning around, and was now facing me. There was a big guy on either side of me. "There she is right now! Grab her, you idiots!"

      Each of the big Templars grabbed one of my arms and held on tight. I didn't even try to pull free. Time to activate Witchblade. Nothing happened. The smaller Templar held up a remote and laughed. He said the dampening field was up, so I could forget my little tricks. I told him it was their loss. Using Witchblade would have brought them to a much quicker death than the alternative… The smaller Templar told the other two to put me in the cell; the rats are hungry. He laughed again. I focused on controlling dark energy into tendrils. The tendrils wove from each of my arms and wrapped around the arms of the big guys beside me. At first they didn't seem to notice. Then both of them started screaming and let go of me… or they tried to let go. Each of them had a black tendril boring its way into their arm. Each attempt to pull free resulted in more pain.

      The third Templar just stood there and stared at us for a bit, muttering something about the dampening field he had mentioned before. He pulled out a sword and was apparently intent on just killing me so I would wake up and be away from them. A third dark energy tendril snaked out of where my 3rd eye would be and wrapped around the sword. The Templar dropped the sword and turned to run down the hall. The tendril was faster, and it bored its way into the Templar's back. Armor was nothing to the dark energy tendril. All three of the Templars were now screaming in pain. Their screams brought more Templars to see what was happening. The tendrils that attached me to the three separated, and I was able to direct those tendrils and more at the arriving Templars. Most of them didn't have a chance to react… a couple tried to cut the tendrils with swords, but that was completely ineffective. So soon all of the Templars in the room, the three I had found there plus 12 who had come to check it out, were writhing on the ground in pain.

      I went over to the Templar who had been telling the big stupid ones the plan. He was grimacing in pain and clutching his abdomen. I kicked him there and lifted him up. I told him I knew he would wake up soon, but for his sake he had better have learned a valuable lesson… don't fuck with me. And don't go back to fucking with any of my friends, either. Harm one of them and the results will be the same, maybe worse. Get the picture? He cursed at me. I slammed him against the wall and said if he was still failing to get it, there's a lot more trouble where this came from. So stay away from me, stay away from my friends, or there would be consequences. I dropped him on the ground where he continued to writhe in pain. I wasn't sure what the dark energy tendrils were doing… or maybe I was… they were eating the Templars alive from the inside out. Well, they had intended for me to be eaten alive, so their plan backfired.

      I went into the dungeon cell and looked around. Chains and shackles on the floor clearly meant to chain a prisoner so they couldn't move… cages with horribly underfed rats inside them; add animal cruelty to the list of Templar offenses… I felt my dark energy. It still felt like an icy rage… I was glad the Templars were in pain. But not the animals… they had done nothing. I opened the cages. The rats weren't in such bad condition that they couldn't make a run for it when given the chance. They ran for the cell door and out it. I heard more screams from the Templars. I glanced out and saw some of the rats were on various Templars. The Templars seemed nearly immobilized with pain from the dark energy tendrils… and now there were rats on them. A rat chewing on a Templar's ear, a rat chewing on a Templar's cheek, a rat chewing on a Templar's nose… The rats would be fed… but it was fresh Templar on the menu… I shut the cell door and was waiting to wake up. Now I was alone in the dark room with nothing but the background sounds of Templar pain.

      I was waiting in the dark room to wake up. The icy rage inside me made the Templars' dying gasps of pain sound like wonderful music… then there was silence. Ok… now to wake up? Maybe that dampening field was still there and I would have to leave here by normal means and then wake up… I formed a fireball in my hand… my abilities seemed to be working fine.

      "Raven!" came a voice from behind me. Wtf? Who had found me here? I turned and looked behind me, I saw MoSh was in the room with me. The icy rage I had felt inside had been starting to subside… but suddenly it surged back again, almost as strong as it had ever been. Now it was MoSh's turn… I would see him writhing on the ground in pain… I would… wait… no… I turned my gaze back to the blank dark stone wall. Watching Templars suffer… ok. But not MoSh… no. I focused on that blank stone wall and on The Curse by Disturbed, must stabilize the dark energy. It'd had its fun with the Templars… and that's all it was going to get. MoSh was saying something about dark energy and an attack. I said that telling me to stay out of his dreams doesn't make a whole lot of sense if he is just going to come into mine. He said he needed my help to stop the dark energy something… I said if there was a dark energy threat, get Walms or Tigress… and if it was simply an extremely powerful threat of any kind, get Vegeta… but don't stay here. My energy is currently about as stable as nitroglycerin… well shaken nitroglycerin, and could blow at any moment. And it was getting very unstable… it hadn't been very unstable earlier because I had been working with it to eliminate Templars, but now I was actively fighting it… and that was creating instability.

      That was it… I wouldn't be able to keep it inside any longer. I turned back towards MoSh… who took a step back when he saw how crazed I probably looked… I opened a vortex portal right next to MoSh that led back to his inner world, used telekinesis to push him through, closed it behind him and then BOOM! There was an explosion… and then I was no longer standing in a Templar base… now I was standing in a crater… um… ok… I hadn't realized the explosion would be quite that bad… although the icy rage was completely gone now. Completely vented off against the Templars. I looked around the crater… I didn't think a single Templar could have survived… which brought me to a chuckle. But I felt stable. Finally it felt completely under control. Now that control was restored everything faded and I woke.

    2. Clockworker's Dream Journal #18

      by , 07-02-2010 at 04:44 AM (Clockworker's Dream Journal)

      Batysphere Hideout


      The dream started with me and some friends on a subway like hideout, where we had a batysphere for ourselves. I enjoyed driving it, so I would ask friends to hop in just so I could drive them places.
      One day, me and my mother went to a very old cinema, somewhat 60's-ish, where we were watching some kind of animation. At a certain point, I turned on a device I had on me and it started to display Golden Boy -anime- on the screen. It took people sometime to realize what was going on, and when they did, they got really mad at us.
      Anyhow, the cinema did start playing G.B after a while, so we kinda got away with our little mischief. We sneaked our way out of the area and I returned to my secret spot where the batysphere was located at. It was nice riding that thing on the water, and I now knew I could attach extra train like parts to it, so I would be able to carry more stuff. Once I got the batysphere and went away from my friends, causing me to get lost and sorta break my vehicle.
      They had been to the movies, and I was driving a car at a high speed.
      I was looking really badass driving that thing, and I think I was now looking a bit like Travis from No More Heroes. In a GTA slow-motion scene, I jumped off of somewhere with the red car and started making loops on the air, while cops ran after me.
      After all this mess, I remember driving the batysphere through some kind of gold mine that led me and a small army to a place that looked like a toy story store. We found some pistols which were loaded with some stupid rubber thingamabob. It was harmless. I can't tell who won the battle, just don't remember anymore of it.
      Next scenes I was back at an older woman's house, where lots of girls and women sold their bodies to men. I remember not being able to have sex with them before for they said I was too young. Now, as though I were a war hero, they all had sex with me, and my 3 dicks </random>

      Updated 07-08-2010 at 02:10 AM by 32284

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    3. Clockworker's Dream Journal #7

      by , 07-02-2010 at 04:09 AM (Clockworker's Dream Journal)
      Espylacopa Eibmoz

      Another zombie dream. There might be some details missing; once again I was too lazy to write it down.
      I remember it involved a family (now I recall. there was also a dog with us) -where I'd be the father- with some kids, a mother and a dad who worked, all together, in an anti-zombie corporation. Our job was to enter infected people's houses and eliminate them. Once we had to exterminate a whole remote village, and in this village, inside every house we got in, we found nothing but furniture, regular kitchens, bedrooms and stuff like that. Everybody was gone.
      As we opened doors and got deeper into the houses, images of infected down-syndrome people popped up in my mind. It was really bizarre. I believe one of my kids also had down-syndrome.
      We had heavy weapons, wore body armors, helmets and a complete anti-infection black suit. After invading houses and killing zombies we took sterilizing showers at the corporation's HQ. During one of my showers, I remember a friend of mine watching me, and I believe he wanted to kill me or something like that. He wanted to talk to me, and seemed to be stalking me. I was a bit uncomfortable with the situation, so I just kept on avoiding him.
      I was really puzzled, the fact that every houses were empty... I wondered where all the people had gone.
      The next day we were told to get in the same house we had before, and once again nobody was living in it.
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    4. Clockworker's Dream Journal #1

      by , 07-02-2010 at 04:08 AM (Clockworker's Dream Journal)
      Obtaining the Master Sword


      I was walking around with someone, probably a friend of mine. We were crossing a wooden bridge that connected two distant lands, while we were discussing about something. After sometime walking, we arrived at an anime convention, and I think we watched Golden Boy.
      There we found a McDonald's and Ronald McDonald himself. He was singing Ran Ran Ruu.
      There was also a computer, and I believe either a NES or a SNES was connected to it, for it was running the original Legend of Zelda. After a while playing it, I noticed the graphics were oscillating between the first Legend of Zelda and LoZ: A Link to the Past.

      I then realized that what we were discussing before had something to do with the game, because I promptly said: "I'll go first.", so I could show him I could do it/was right as soon as possible. I started playing it and entered a dungeon, where a text popped-up, with the word "Condensed" in it (that was the only word I could read).
      Link was dressed as an eight bit Dark Link, and other Dark Links attacked him when he tried to reach a certain area. He quickly ran towards the dungeon's exit door, but he couldn't make it out alive, because he had no sword. I then said something like "This wasn't fair, I had no sword with me."

      My friend's turn.He started playing, managed to get to the area where the sword was, and then I suddenly started playing again after he got hit by some octoroks (I'm not sure if I was just playing. I think I was inside the game). I had some trouble on avoiding the red Chu-Chus; Then, after jumping a big hole on the ground, I found the sword inside of a big crystal.

      Updated 02-14-2011 at 12:37 AM by 32284

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    5. Clockworker's Dream Journal #2

      by , 07-02-2010 at 04:08 AM (Clockworker's Dream Journal)
      Wow, I had lots of dreams this weekend, and I had never had such colorful and detailed dreams before. I wasn't home last night, so I couldn't post it right away. Also, I think that not being home could have caused these different dreams, for everytime I sleep elsewhere, I experience things like that (perhaps because I feel less safe, my senses get more accurate and many stuff gets on my mind at once).
      I had three dreams last friday, but I can't remember much of some of them.

      New apartment

      I had just moved to a new building, and once I got in there, I found a doorman. He was sitting at a huge table, that was very detailed and colorful. There was a wine jar, bread, meat, a lot of decoration and candles on the table. I was instantly impressed by the vividness. I asked the man if he knew in which floor my new home was, and he didn't answer that properly, so I moved on to the elevators. There were four elevators, and I was looking for the one that was closer to the first floor. I remember looking at one of them and realizing it was at the 43rd floor. Another one was located at the 19th, and the others were somewhere between the 9th and 11th. I got in the closest and I recall choosing the 10th floor button. The inside was really tight, and the walls' texture was a bit weird. They resembled something made of paper. I arrived and looked for my mother.

      Some time later, I got down to the garage with a few friends and found one of my neighbours. He was caring a book about some school subject I was supposed to study on. I asked if he could lend me some of the books and he said yes, so we made a deal. I should give it back to him by 8:00pm.

      Museum thief

      A thief was planning to steal some rarities from a museum, and in this dream I only watched the things happening. I don't think I played an important role at the story, and I recall scenes where the thief managed to escape the from guards and the police men.


      Some Fragments from friday:
      - Big Daddies from Bioshock;
      - A contest which involved some friends, some videogame related stuff (Abe's Oddworld I guess);
      - Some terrorist group and targets.

      Rise of Nations battle


      I only remember some fragments of this dream, that involved, obviously, a RON round. I was losing the war and only had one main city left. My army wasn't strong enough and we failed at protecting the empire. I lost the game.
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    6. Clockworker's Dream Journal #3

      by , 07-02-2010 at 04:08 AM (Clockworker's Dream Journal)
      I failed at remembering what was last night's dream about. I only got some non-sense fragment: I had a beard on my chin (lol), in this dream. It's the second time I dream about that.
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    7. Clockworker's Dream Journal #4

      by , 07-02-2010 at 04:08 AM (Clockworker's Dream Journal)
      The match

      I walked into a gym, where I met an acquaintance of mine. We were about to have a match. It was a sport that involved a ball, most probably basketball or volleyball. To decide who would be the first to start the game, we had to talk to a middle-aged-man that was sitting outside the sports area.
      He told us that, to decide who'd start, both of us had to throw the ball at the grandstand. To win, our balls (sorry, I failed at finding a definition for this scene that didn't sound weird) had to stay bouncing there without falling to the ground. His ball bounced (on the grandstand) longer than mine, so he won and got to start first. I then told him I wasn't really good at the game we were going to have, and that he should play it with the man. They had a match and this dream came to an end.
      There was something about the Amish people in this dream, but I have no idea where that could fit in, so I'll just leave it as a fragment.

      A Gang of Thieves

      I was in a house with some guys. Some of them were a bit old, and I soon understood they were thieves. In this house, they lived with their mother and grandmother. They were all brothers. At some point a certain room looked like mine, and a lot of my childhood books were placed in it.
      The oldest, their big brother, was their boss, and once, suddenly, he called all of his brothers and they started to rape their own grandmother. I believe they also had sex with their mother, when she had obviously not consented.
      I'm not sure, but I think this dream had a bit of parkour in it. The thieves probably used it as a way to escape or enter banks and shops.
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    8. Clockworker's Dream Journal #5

      by , 07-02-2010 at 04:08 AM (Clockworker's Dream Journal)
      I woke up really tired today, and didn't even bother to write the dream down, so there might be some details missing.

      A boring dream about school.

      I was at class, having an english test. Besides that, I was also having an exam that had 80 questions (not only about english) in it. I somehow finished it very quickly and took it to my english teacher. Later on, I received my english test back, and in the dream I had scored 8.4</random_number >, and that saddened me greatly. I complained and got a bit mad at the teacher, but then I realized it was all my fault. Actually, a few moments before she'd given us the corrected tests back, I had already thought about two questions where my answer would be, for some random reason, incorrect.
      I was now in a huge room, with many tables and chairs in it. Everything was set up, as if everyone was expecting some kind of big ceremony. I found many friends from school sitting with their parents on their tables, and all of them were formally dressed. I looked for the 80 questions exam answer sheet, I wanted to correct my test. I couldn't find anything. After walking around many, many times, a friend got up and, while looking a bit uncomfortable, perhaps somewhat mad at me (I had apparently done something wrong. I believe it was because I wasn't dressed properly and I should've already found the answer sheet), and invited me to her table. My hand accidentally fell to her butt while we were walking, and I promptly said I was terribly sorry. Her mother was really annoyed at me.
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    9. Clockworker's Dream Journal #6

      by , 07-02-2010 at 04:07 AM (Clockworker's Dream Journal)
      Zombie Apocalypse

      I was infected, and we zombies were inside of a big house where soldiers equipped with black suits, helmets and body armors were firing at us. They had no chance against the horde.
      Now there was only one soldier left, and as he tried going to the second floor, he ran out of ammunition and the zombies managed to get him.
      I somehow wasn't a zombie anymore. In fact, I was dressed in black, just like the soldiers in the previous part were. I quickly found a way out of the mansion, and when the zombies finished killing the other soldier, they started coming for me.
      I decided to go straightforward, and just a few steps ahead I found another house. There was a small car in it and rails were used for moving it. I couldn't stop thinking on how that car could be used to trap the zombies, just by pressing the button that moved it really fast from one side to another. I killed some of them doing that, but they didn't stop popping up, so I thought I should better get moving.
      I found two ways, and I picked the one on the right. There were some really strange symbols on the floor, and I started hearing a voice. The infection had been, apparently, spread by a man that was, right now, controlling the situation and playing with the survivors, as in the plot of the Saw movie.
      I got out of the house and found some big boxes/blocks and climbed up on one of them. I now had a pistol, and I started firing at the infected people. After a while doing that, a zombie surprised me from behind, I fell, and this dream ended.

      Random Kart Race

      I was about to have a kart race on a track that was similar to Wario's stage on Mario Kart Wii. It was really hard, and the competitors were divided in teams. I believe there was Blue, Red and Purple team. I was on Purple team's side, and the Blue (?) leader was fighting for the first place with me.
      This dark haired Girl (this unknown chick loves to make random appearances on my dreams. I'll call her "Girl" from now on.) from my team said something like "Purple will win because purple is the most Indie color that exists!" and, even though this was one of the most weird and random things a Dream Character has ever said to me, it sounded perfectly normal at the moment she yelled it, and I agreed, proud of my supposedly glorious team.
      At a certain point, the Blue leader, a short-dark-curly-haired lad that wore glasses, fell in one of those stupid Mario Kart nonsense giant holes. I then won the race, followed by Girl.
      Again, parkour had its part in one of my dreams, and as the "graphics" turned into something like Mirror's Edge's reality, we jumped from a ridiculously high plataform to a distant area that was somewhat below it. We performed one of Faith's moves so we wouldn't get hurt when falling from tall places and started to look at the plataform where came from wondering if it was enough safe (?) and if there were many easy ways to take it down. I remember playing with the plataform with my fingers (it was very far away, and it resembled a teeny-tiny lego piece) and rebuilding it.

      Spawn

      I invited some friends to sleep over my place, and we, while discussing what to do next at my mother's bed, decided to play a game based on the Spawn comics. We were making lots of noises, and I was worried of waking up neighbours and stuff.
      The "Spawn" had to search for the "victims" (the other players) while playing something like a hide'n'seek game. I had to reorganize some stuff on my computer room and I forgot to flee.
      I got scared and saw some pieces of paper coming out of my mother's room. That meant, unexplainably, that Spawn was coming. My vision got red with something like a Super Smash Mario Brothers special item on the middle of it, and I found a place to hide (I guess it was under my bed). After sometime I went looking for the others with a pillow on my hand (lol) and found one of them coming out of the bathroom and getting "killed" by The Spawn.
      This dream was very similar to an event that actually happened when I was a 4th grader.

      Fragments:
      I only remember taking a plane and going out of town. It sure had more stuff than that in this dream, but I couldn't remember.

      Additional Comments: I believe I had these "many" dreams in one night because today I got to sleep a bit more than I usually do, so I programmed my clock alarm to wake me up earlie in the hopes of performing a lucid dream. I woke up quite a few times but instead of lucid dreaming I only got more of the same. I'm glad I had dreams and could recall them, though.
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    10. Clockworker's Dream Journal #8

      by , 07-02-2010 at 04:07 AM (Clockworker's Dream Journal)
      Graduation Trip

      I was with friends I'd met in kindergarten, some I knew from 3rd grade and others from 4th. We were in a bus going on a gradutaion trip. When we arrived there, there was party, a bbq, and me and four other friends decided to take a walk in the woods.
      We were now running, shoeless, to somewhere I still didn't know. I think someone complained about having no shoes and possibly getting their feet hurt, but we all agreed to keep on running the fastest we could. One of my friends took a horse, and everybody else decided to do so. We arrived on the place they wanted to take me to, and it was a beautiful ocean. There was a bridge that linked the land part to a place where you could admire the blue water closely, which I had only seen in drawings and pictures before (only on this specific dream, of course). I first was a bit scared of walking on that bridge, it was a tight-wooden bridge. I then realized there was no reason to be scared, for the bridge was taking me automatically towards the other part. The friend who was supporting me before (when I was still scared of doing that) disappeared. I was amazed by the beautiful view, and asked for a camera. Nobody had it, so I just kept on admiring the vast blue ocean.
      After sometime, I found a friend from school, and we decided to play as a band once again. A keyboard popped up and he had his bass with him. We started playing an industrial-rock beat, and I remember he gave me some instructions on which notes and tunes to play on the beginning of our song. I was talking with some other girl while he was playing the bass-guitar. I got distracted and forgot some parts of the beginning. I also recall finding it hard to play. My hands felt tired, just as if I was struggling to stay awake and feeling the blankets pushing my fingers down.
      I remember using the synth-echo effects and stuff like that.
      We had a live concert and it was all very surrealistic, including the crowd who watched us playing. It all seemed very unreal, and at the end we were applauded and everybody looked like they had enjoyed it. They also started stealing our equipments, and when we tried to stop them, we noticed it was a bit too late, so we just went away.
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    11. Clockworker's Dream Journal #9

      by , 07-02-2010 at 04:07 AM (Clockworker's Dream Journal)
      Zombies...Again.

      Zombie FPS Fragment; it involved a certain game and some online forum friends. The infected player started glitching the map and soon we all were doomed.

      Gym


      Right after escaping from the previous dream's zombies, I found a building that seemed to be a power plant (there were many pipes, steam and high-pressure valves). There was a gym inside it, probably built for the workers, where I found some friends and random people playing basketball on the outside area. I think I was working out and watching the people play sports. There was also a television with many individuals sitting in front of it in some sort of hospital (most likely a place where the machine operators would get their medical assistance).
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    12. Clockworker's Dream Journal #10

      by , 07-02-2010 at 04:07 AM (Clockworker's Dream Journal)
      I am the Law


      I had just finished Law School, and I was going to a hotel where I would receive my diploma and stuff like that. I was a bit older than I now am. When I arrived at the building, a father figure walked me to an old man's room. The father figure seemed hurried and he wore a gray suit and a tie; He was formally dressed and so was I. The old man had a long white beard on his chin, he was dressing a japanese white costume. Actually, everything on that room had an oriental look.
      I was informed that, to conclude my studies and finally become an official professional, I was supposed to break one of the three glasses / crystals that contained symbols with certain meanings.The first meant something like Money, the second meant Luxury and the third meant something that implied obtaining pleasure in helping others and making justice. I broke the third crystal with a kick, and I noticed the symbol looked like a DNA sketch.
      After the ceremony was over, the father figure went away to his room, and I believe I got in my mother's bed, perhaps at his, dunno. It was late, and I was feeling pressured and really uncomfortable with the whole situation, so I sneaked out of bed, still wearing my suit, opened the door to the lounge and sat on a chair that was located beside the bar. I could see the female bartender working, she had a glass on her hand and she was cleaning it.
      An older blond guy showed up, he looked drunk and wore some really weird costumes, which I have now forgotten (I only remember a cowboy hat). He had a woman with him, and he appeared to be one of those rich people who have assistants following them all the time. He said he knew what I was going through, and that he had a solution for it. He offered me a beautiful brunette (older version of Girl) and a blonde girl. I said I couldn't do it because my mother could realize I wasn't at the room anymore and go looking for me, but then the girls said they'd do anything for fifty dollars, and I started considering the possibility of having sex with Girl.
      I then decided to go back, and when I tried to get up, Girl got on her knees and gently laid her breasts on my lap.She seemed to have been drinking. We had oral sex and after that I tried to reach my room again, but I couldn't do it before the dream had already started fading away.
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    13. Clockworker's Dream Journal #11

      by , 07-02-2010 at 04:07 AM (Clockworker's Dream Journal)
      Unfortunately, I didn't have the time to write it down, so I'm sure some parts are missing.

      Hypocritical Old Ladies


      I was on a street market that looked more like a game scenario, with customized NPCs and stuff. It was located at a beach, which resembled Aboda village from Spirit Tracks. I had a GBA with me and me and my cousin were playing a totally random game that, in my dream, was called Final Fantasy, though it has absolutely nothing to do with the actual game.
      We moved to a square on our city that had some italian museums on it, and we decided to take some pictures and deliver it to my mother, who was currently travelling there (Italy). We kept on playing the game while we walked across the square. There were very tall old buildings that seemed to be museums. We then found stairs and a television with a game gameplay on its screen. There were some old ladies appreciating the game (lol); we watched a bit of it and thought it was quite a nice play.
      Upstairs we had a book with us, or something like that, and we had to place it somewhere. We found two old ladies talking about the lazyness of the newer generation, how stupid and crazy for games, computers (and how that was extremely dangerous and bad for children) and eletronic stuff they were, not caring to the good old values. I got a bit angered at that, for there were other old women downstairs looking desperate for a videogame copy to come out.


      Nerd Night

      Just playing videogames, talking about anime and watching television, me and two other friends were having fun at my house. After a whole night up, we got down to the garage, where I got in my car and drove them elsewhere.
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    14. Clockworker's Dream Journal #12

      by , 07-02-2010 at 04:07 AM (Clockworker's Dream Journal)
      <Random></Random>


      Walking back to my house, we passed by a bakery, where I think we bought some food, bread and other stuff. We, me and my cousin, were now looking for the shortest way to my apartment, which had plenty of trees. We got the closest street that linked the bakery to my block, and on the middle of the way we encountered an old man.
      We didn't pay much attention to him; We just kept on talking and planning the rest of the afternoon. But then, when we were really close to him, he stopped, raised his head and started staring at us. Our first reaction was like "What.". He took his shirt off and we somehow found that to be very threatening. I could see his nipples and his white haired chest. Now really close to my building, I ran towards the entrance and called the doorman. I was now finding the whole situation very funny, and invited the man to come and watch the creepy old person standing still across the street.
      The doorman seemed scared, and I could see him (on the cameras' screen display) runing and hiding behind a table. He said he'd call the police, and I started begging him " don't do that, that's not necessary", afraid I'd get in trouble for that.
      I left him and went back to "help" my cousin, and when I got back to the place I had come from, my cousin had turned into some random little guy. I - unfortunately - saw the old man's nipples again (he now had his hands on his hips, and he had raised his head even more) and the dream ended -fortunately-.
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    15. Clockworker's Dream Journal #13

      by , 07-02-2010 at 04:07 AM (Clockworker's Dream Journal)
      Thank to many tests and such stressful days, it's been almost one week since I last managed successfully remember a dream. All I had these few past days were nonsense fragments and silly incomplete dreams.
      I'll post some of them, anyway.

      The Snake

      In my old house, I was looking for something, perhaps a shirt, some socks or anything like that. As I opened wardrobes, doors and entered rooms, I left clothes and papers all over the floor. Inside a certain room that linked two other areas, I found a snake. She was big, and had some really weird facial expressions. I started chasing her, trying to get rid of it. At some point she began to stalk me, and I got scared of getting bitten, so I started running away.

      Wrestling and being left out

      I was in some kind of camp, with many random people. The camp was located at some european country, I could notice that by looking at the building's structures. It appeared to be a castle or something like that. Then this girl that goes to the same school I do showed up. I don't know why, but I think watching her getting amused by the place's atmosphere got me mad, so I jumped at her, grabbed her from behind and made her hit her head on the floor. After I did that I felt extremely happy (lol), but couldn't stop feeling guilty when everybody else started saying how mean, weird and reckless was I for doing what I have done.
      It started to rain a lot, and I went walking inside the building. I found and outside area past the gates and doors, where there was something related to rice plantations. I tried to avoid the rain. The same girl/woman that had previously yelled at me when I hurt the school girl(she was tall, black and appeared to be wealthy) came to me with her brother (he looked like he felt sorry for me) just to remember me how everyone else was starting to hate having me around. I was really sad and after that I found a place where I could be left alone.
      I also remember some fragments in which I tried to fix things with the others, as they played some game like throwing frisbees with a dog. No idea why almost everybody was black in this dream, perhaps just another way of my mind trying to make me feel alone and different.


      Fable Hunters


      In a Fable(The lost Chapters)-game- atmosphere, I remember using a boat to escape a house. I was with a man, and we had guns with us. We were on a beautiful long river. The land had trees everywhere on it, the leaves were yellow and brown, and they were all falling down as if it was fall. We arrived on a distant land part where I found some NPCs that offered quests and sold items. I got in some big place where an old man was teaching other hunters some survival arts. I don't remember any dialogues at all, but I know that I got to make a dumb question; I then started to get smaller and everyone else around me started to grow bigger.
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