Created Friday 02 July 2021 Got two WILDs and some scraps today. Pretty good, even if I didn't succeed at any tasks. Dream 1 - Another Search for the Hero Training Facility - Part 1 The visuals were slightly blurred. WILD transition. I was running through a highway, the road winding through grassy hill lands, a clear sunny sky above. It takes a moment to notice any sounds, and to feel the hard asphalt below. I almost distracted myself by humming music, but I snapped out of that trance just as quickly. At this time, I think of the superhero tasks. Which, of course, means I needed my costume. I look at my right hand, and begin chanting: "Through the shadow flame, I become FireFlyMan!" Despite my enthusiasm, nothing seemed to happen. That was a bit concerning. No matter. I kept moving. A few minutes later, I climbed a particularly steep incline. That's when I felt a tingling sensation running through my skin. I look at my hand, to find black smoke rising, which soon roiled into dark flames. This conflagration subsided as quickly as it arrived. In it's place, I found I was wearing a black leather touring suit, as well as gloves and an armored chestpiece of similar material. My costume! I even had my helmet, which I noticed upon tapping it on my head. With that settled, I hurried onward. Two minutes later, I stumble upon a large, grey colored office building, the only structure within miles. Couldn't have been a coincidence. I rush into a side entrance. The interior was built entirely of laminated granite, from its walls, to its furnishings. Potted trees lined its hallways and waiting room. The lower floors were peculiarly empty. I hurry up a flight of stairs, which ends abruptly at around level four. Several paces ahead of me was a huge reception area. Although empty, there was a speaker system behind the desk. As I approached, a voice spoke out. "Can I help you?", said a garbled, exasperated female voice. "Uh, I'm here for the Super Hero League?", I responded uncertainly. "Take a number and follow the arrow." A blinking light alerted me to a ticket machine, and printed ticket, nearby. The machine also had an arrow pointing left. About seven meters away at that direction was a large video screen. A walkthrough for some kind of medieval themed real-time strategy game1 was on. Or rather, the game itself was running, as I just noticed arcade-style controls below. For a moment, I mess around with it, and almost get engrossed. I only stop when I notice the dream fading. I wrench myself away, and hurry back to the reception area. "I want to join the Super Hero League.", I say more urgently. "Can I get there?" The voice responds hesitantly for a moment. "Um... Sure. Go right ahead." Suddenly, the speaker's panels splits apart, mechanisms hissing from within. In time, it takes on the form of a wide, circular surface. As I try making sense of this, I'm instantly sucked into it. I find myself descending into a void. Innumerable mauve portals stood around me, spiraling endlessly. When I came to, I was awake. Dream 2 - Another Search for the Hero Training Facility - Part 2 The visuals were quite blurred. WILD transition. I found myself in front of an office building during daytime. Said building wasn't unlike the one above. As such, I hurry inside. In this instance, a number of figures were meandering about. They were each CGI people, and, humorously enough, dressed in medieval clothes and armor.2 I asked around to find where I can try out for the Superhero League. Most folk (all of whom talked via text) pointed me to someone else, who then had me ask yet another person. Not very helpful. This runaround kept going on for a few minutes. Eventually, I was told to look at the driveway outside. There, I finally met with a non-CGI figure, a short, balding middle aged guy with dark hair and olive skin, dressed in office casual wear. I likewise ask him where I could find the Superhero League. Turning away from me, the man walks towards a fancy red sedan parked nearby. He opens the trunk, then glances back at me. "This way", he finally responds, and vocally, no less. I approach for a better look. All of a sudden, I'm vacuumed into the vehicle's trunk. Guess that happened again. I'm sent falling into a black void. The dream collapses shortly afterwards. Scrap Group 1 FA in an unknown location. I'm assailed by uncomfortable vibrations. There's unrecognizable voices echoing around me. Walking around a suburban street during daytime. I stumble upon Android 21 from DBFZ. She teases about a time that she turned me into candy and ate me. I didn't find this very funny; indeed, I "recalled" being horrified by the experience.
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