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There was a kind of war going on. It was the modern day, and I was in a trench of sorts with other people of my 'side'. At some point, they were all gone and I was surrounded by enemies. I had my chest pressed against the side of the trench, which was odd because I wasn't being restrained or anything. I was surrendering, I guess. I still had my pistol in my hand, and for a second a tried inserting a fresh magazine (presumably to kill some of the enemies by surprise) but I decided against it because I knew I'd undoubtedly get killed myself. So I surrendered, but I still had my gun in my hand, and I couldn't drop it because my arm and hand were stuck between the wall and myself. To release the gun and show them my hands, I'd have to move. And I knew the slightest unexpected movement might cause them to shoot. Anyway, after a lot of shouting, eventually they got my gun and I showed them my empty hands. Curiously, they didn't restrain me or tie me up. In the next scene, I was at a large round/oval table where the enemies who had defeated us were seated. All of their head honchos were there, but everyone was dressed like regular people. Even more bizarrely, they gave me my gun back, loaded and everything. I laughed at their naivety. I think they realized and took it back? Not sure. Anyway, I sat down next to one of them, and made the finger gun gesture to their leader sitting across from me. I guess I could have blown him anyway, but I like living so I didn't. Both 'sides' had a colour. Mine was orange, theirs was blue. The 'meeting room' was bathed in orange light, which I thought was odd. At some point I heard reference to a Professor X, who I think was our leader. I think my side was into developing super-powered mutants, or something. The blue guys opposed it. They said something like 'Professor X won't succeed". My plan was to escape at some point and rejoin my own side. I really despised the enemy and would not let them win.

This was a semi lucid dream. I was first at my old house where my brother brought a couple of friends over. An old childhood friend also made an appearance dressed as one of the characters I designed. I knew it was a dream cause of my childhood friend being present but I dont want to go into detail about what happened. It was just random.


Next I recall being in a school yard where the principal or assistant principal came up to me to find out if I was set on my decision to take a certain class. I said yes, than she brought a phone over and told the guy on it that she knew the perfect person that would be a match to help him on the job. After that he appeared and she introduced me to him. We however already knew each other so we told her. She was surprised but not going to make another arrangement. Next the guy sat next to me on the bench where I saw a student hit another kid really hard on the shoulder. It was apparently so hard that the sound vibrated throughout the area.

He was pretty much a bully with super strength . As indicated by a girl who was hiding under her sweater on the ground near me in order to avoid him. I was set on helping them but than my attention was brought to lunch on the bench table. I took a piece of a chicken nugget and ate it, than the guy asked me if I wanted some of his fries. I said yes but woke up after that.

I was in a biome that was a cross between Minecraft’s Roofed Forest and the Twilight Forest mod. The sky and the atmosphere were black, as it was totally night, as opposed to twilight. It was also impossible to see farther than 100ft in some directions. I followed a humanoid, feline creature to a small, ground-based clearing—the clearing had a much higher ceiling. In this clearing, I found that the humanoid I was following went all feline and was larger than I expected in a dreamy way. The creature, who lay motionless on the grass for a few seconds, appeared to be 2.5 feet long from head to toes, and had light coffee-colored fur with darker-colored stripes. Suddenly, [3sec Skip] the feline went away and left me with the realization that the clearing TF’d anyone who went there, including me, into a similar feline creature. The scene didn’t remain long enough for me to witness the transformation.
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I was in an unknown location(I forgot it), reading something, when the chest spike of a Lucario started forming on me. Thinking it was real life, I was like, “Is this really happening? … IT REALLY IS!” I was overjoyed about the fact that I was transforming into a Lucario.
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I spawned, crawled, or walked into a dark, all-wooden room with webs attached to the ceiling above. I think I crawled into the adjacent room to the left, which likely contained stairs. The room reset several times, each time making the webs a little taller and lower. At least one formed most of a fully-formed cobweb that was pulled into an unrealistic shape. The final time, I stood up and walked into the very dusty adjacent room to the left and saw clothes. Upon the sight of them, along with a lot of dust bunnies clinging to them(all the same size and shape), I said, “Clothes, of course!” *cough x times* “Why is it so dusty in here?” Soon after that, I woke up.

I'm at the lakeshore apartments and I'm at the lake with people and I see some people is in the water, swimming in it. I started to go into it as well but noticed that it was dusk and about to be night soon so I avoided the water. I walk around in the back for a bit and as I was walking from the park and farther up the apartments towards the library and black and white husky like dog came up to me. He had random patches of black and white colors in his fur like a cow would except the dogs more hidden by the silver overcoat like a grizzly. He was huge with dark colored eyes and sharp, pointed ears that were perked up. Waging his tail he came up to me and placed a friendly paw on my foot. I pet him and then I seen some people who were indoors, looking at me through some sliding doors that had no urtains on them. Inside their home was dark. When I turned to look for the dog he was gone. I went back to the lake and around a group of buildings that were near the lake and about 50 yards away I seen him in front of someones home and he was laying there. Here there was much more light from the sun and was all orangey bright. I figured that he had returned to his owners and turned to go home. It's night completely and as I'm heading back the husky runs up to me again and walks along side me. He remains outside as I go inside and watch him from in my well lit kitchen. I starts to dig a small hole where was gonna lay down at ad then suddenly he jumps into a nearby well. I run back outside to see if I can get him out. It was a big well with red bricks lining the outside and was too dark to see inside so I bolted back inside the house, trying to figure out how will I be able to save and get him out. I thought about rope but I know no one who has that. My mom came into the kitchen totally oblivious about what just happened. I turned to go back outside only to see the dog running up to the glass door all happy and his tongue out. How the heck did he get out of such a deep well? I didn't care too much as I was glad he was okay. I thought about keeping him but seen a collar around his neck indicating that he belonged to someone.

HI- It is daytime and I realized that the Husky has fallen back into the well. I go outside and see that it was not as deep as I though. I can clearly see the bottom but knew that it was still to high for a dog to get out of there and was still wondering how he got out in the first place. Just as I think that he is not there I hear him. He is whimpering and seemed to be caught up on something. Screw it! I jump down, being careful not to land the wrong way and break my leg. I found him who came running up to me and licking me. I don't care what happens to me I'll find away out and lifted to dog up to the edge but it was still too high. I found a brick, grabbing it and placed it up against the well wall and still it was just too high. So I mustered up my strength and threw him up to the ledge. He grabbed up but was slipping back. I got under him and pushed him up but the brick I was on broke and I fell. Just as the dog lost grip two blue hands quickly grabbed on to him and pulled him up. I looked up to see who it was and was surprised to see that it was Ninjor! The dog was happy to see him and was jumping up on him and then Ninjor came for me. He saw me on the ground and jumped into the well, his huge feet splashing nasty water all over me. Why didn't he just pull me out like he did the dog! I was a bit angry at this decision. He picked me up before I can react and lept out of the well with me in his arms. "Are you ok?" He asked. I nodded. "Yes. But how'd you know we were here?" He chuckles as he stood me up but allowing one arms to hang around his neck. "I heard someones dog crying who was very close by. When I followed the sound it lead me here. So here I am." He hummed in a humorous way. "I'll get you cleaned up and take care of that broken leg." I smiled, unhooked my arm from around him and stood on my own feet and he looks at me confused. "My leg not broken in the first place I had just fallen back from trying to get whose ever dog this is out." Now I understood why he lept in after me. He mistook me as having a broken leg and probably thought that we had been there for several days. "Oh...Well.." Ninjor looked embarrassed "Let's get out of here. But first." Ninjor turned to that well and with his magic had summoned a dark colored metal steel, round lid and sealed off the well, making sure nothing like this will ever happen again. Then after that we three walked off to where ever. lol

I was having a vivid dream, which I have forgotten now. When I woke up from this dream, I found myself on a bus. I was standing, and when I woke I mumbled something as I was still finishing a sentence in the dream I was having. A man gave me a weird look, and I felt embarrassed. I told him I could sleep while standing, as this is apparently what had happened. I looked out the window, and saw it was the street leading to my old high school (Prins Kavellei, heading north). I felt very confused. I didn't know how I got there. I didn't remember getting on that bus. I knew there weren't supposed to be any buses on that particular road. In fact, I had no idea what day it was, what time it was, or what I'd done earlier that day. Then, I woke up again. This time, I found myself back in 'reality'.

I was having a "Wolfenstein: The New Colossus" themed dream. I was in a small town vaguely reminiscent of the Roswell level. I was supposed to go on a solo mission to do something important. I'd have to enter a manhole in the street. Someone wished me luck. An old colleague, Patrick Sevenans, approached me and reluctantly (he hated me) wished me luck. He handed me a handful of small change, for some reason. Just a euro or two in small coins. At some point, I saw an übersoldier attacking a civilian, or friend. I rushed in, trying to protect this person. But I was too late and (s)he was dead. I had no time to pull out my guns, so I just punched the armored übersoldier with my bare hands. This was 'realistic', not game mechanics. I had a kind of super-strength, apparently. I knocked off his helmet, revealing its horrific face. I hit his face a few times until it died. Before long, there was gunfire everywhere and the 'stealthy' mission became a massive shootout.

When I woke up, I had Chris Isaak's "Wicked Game" in my head.

I start of waknig up on Yavin, where they have a rebel base set up in the temple. It is hard to see anything and it is dawn out where it is just starting to light up but the sun is not up yet. Something has happened and I'm a pilot who has just returned from a mission as an ally of the rebellion but not part of them. I'm crying about what has happened to Alderaan and someone is comforting me and hugging me. I then state that I wish to join the rebellion and make the Empire pay for what it has done to my planet and they allow me to join them.

I wake up then go back to sleep.

Now I'm in a completely different place. I'm now at Raymond and I was sleeping on the olive green coach that was up again the inner wall of the porch. Something shakes the house and wakes me up. There is a player flying around in my home and the defense turrets are shooting him. He is in a satellite like vehicle and seems to be very strong. He powers through the bullets but then quickly retreats, flying through the house and out the back door. I ran outside to the back only to see him rocket up into space. I was night time and I ran back inside before he decides to shoot a laser down at me. My mom was upstairs already hiding and told me that he is probably gonna come back. I ran back downstairs and looking out into the front where there was still a bit of daylight left despite the back being completely night and saw a tiny floating thing in the sky. it was dark in color, rectangular in shape and had flashing lights on the tips of the wing. It was him but he didn't come back down.

The next task I was planning to do with a LD was to go make a cup of tea. Seems like such a simple thing right? Should me more simple than flying - but no! I think I've been trying to do this for quite some time.

A larger version of this dream is hand written at home, so I will be brief.

The night before this morning dream I had been watching a documentary on a rural PA family that lived in poverty with many children in a very small house and thus the house was in quite a state as you can imagine. This showed up in the LD. When I realized I needed to "wake up in the dream" rather than wake up, I did so and told Tasia, my DD22 that I was in a LD at the moment and she was part of it.

I started to deliberately walk around the house being very mindful since this was a LD. Then I realized I wanted to get that cup of tea made so I went to the kitchen and this is when the kitchen morphed into this rural hoarder house. It was hard to find the tea pot from the full sink of dishes. There appeared another adult helping a baby, and then another child needed my help behind me. I got lost in the dream at this point and never got the tea made.

It seems like the conditions for me to bring on a lucid dream are pretty standard. I began seriously trying to accomplish them last year at the new year. I would have about one per month and it was after I had gone back to bed from being awake but not quite ready to get up for the morning.

The reality checks during the day didn't seem to make much difference because this didn't happen every time I went back to bed, only some times. So what accounts for those time? Who knows.

When spring/summer came, and things were lighter outside, I could not maintain interest in writing down my dreams and so all things dreaming really fell away. It has only been in the fall and winter that I felt the desire to write down dreams again and from no preparation at all I did have a lucid dream this morning.