The Nomad Chronicles

I run through dreams writing LOL all over everything. Buildings, cars, plants, people, animals, THE SKY.

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Some stupid DC's get pissed and shake their fists at me. I just fart clouds of LOL LOL LOL!

NOTES

I am chilling on a beach... Hanauma Bay again?

Why am I alone?

Templars attack.

I become a steampunk shark-man.

Raven turns into a dark whirlwind. She sandblasts and hydroblasts the templars.

We fly to the moon, but I wake up on the way there.

So, Angel had a dream last night that she was on a bus with a creepy guy she used to know called Lonefeather.

I asked her if he has really light blue eyes. She said yes.

The reason I asked her that is because I dreamt I was at a bus stop, and there was a creepy guy with pale blue eyes staring at me.

We both dreamt of this Lonefeather dude, but we weren't in each other's dreams. I wish I got on the bus! I was so creeped out by the guy I woke up.

Frags

NOTES

park, waves, football

bus stop

creepy albino eyes

FU ONION EYES

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staring through a silvery wormhole

Moon on the other side

I am on a strange beach again... Where am I?

AHA! I am at the edge of the Ocean in the Biodome. We should name this ocean... ah... later.

Alright! Time to be DREAM MONSTER.

I fly up into the air, directly above the water's edge.

I open a myriad of portals, and pull a dream bubble from each one. I close the portals, and float the dream bubbles down, floating an inch above the sand and the water in a large circle.

I see people moving through their dreams.

I AM THE GOD OF LUCIDITY!

I morph into a starry indigo angel with bat wings, and a Multi-Weapon. I fold up the weapon, and place it on my back. I shoot my astral tentacles into all the dream bubbles. I divide myself into as many clones as are dreams.

I am a vampire, a great spider, a Templar, an angel, a devil, a minotaur, a centaur, a faun.... I am a sentient flower, and a crazed Buddha... I am an indigo panda with a quarterstaff...

Each clone follows an astral tentacle into a dream....

I attack dreamers, kiss dreamers, hug dreamers, aid dreamers, heal dreamers in an effort get them to realize they are dreaming.

I dance crazy and turn into cartoons...

One person steps out of his dream bubble, and joins me in the air. I pull all my clones back to myself, and the dream bubbles fade.

The person is a young boy who reminds me of Joseph. He is holding a teddy bear.

"You are my favorite vampire!" he smiles, and disappears. I guess he woke up!

abridged

Deep Dream State

I am at Hanauma Bay again.

CYGNUS. MY MAN CYGNUS. Where are you?

Cygnus bodysurfs in on a wave, and stands up.

Nomad? Nomad? Hey! What's up man!

Immediately the sun drops, and the moon rises.

Cygnus: hmm... I should build a fire...

Ok.

He gathers firewood, and lights it with his thumb.

We sit in front of the fire.

Hmm... Why am I here... I was supposed to...?

I hear Raven calling me.

I open a portal and help her fight some Templars in a forest.

I come back.

I see the totem pole. right!

There is an owl at the top.

Sitting on top of the totem pole, more like crouching, is the strange big-headed blue man with stars in his beard from my dream with YAD (Ian).

Ok... Who are you?

The blue man jumps down from the totem pole and stares me in the eye. "I, my friend, am +-, Ian's Dream Guide. And who might you be?"

"I'm Nomad, sir. I am Koomo's spirit guide."

"I have heard of such a person. Well, we are all spirit guides, dream guides whatever in different dimensions our planes. Anyway... that guy was supposed to meet me here."

Ian tumbles out of a portal. He is fighting off three little shadowy imps. He rips them off his body and tosses them into the portal, then seals it. He wipes his hands off, smiles, then collapses. He is covered in lacerations with dark streaks in them.

PlusMinus, Cygnus and I take Ian to the water, and float him in it to cleanse his wounds. PlusMinus does some strange type of throat singing, and the wounds seal up. We carry him back to the beach.

Ian coughs, and wakes up. He vomits black and red stuff.

PlusMinus gives him a glass of water.

Ian: Thanks. Those creatures... they're after me. Little fuckers chasing me through many dimensions. They want my Crystal Soul.

What's that?

The Crystal Soul is what houses our spark of life. All Crystal Souls give off a certain vibrational frequency. Mine attracts all sorts of weird entities, "good" and "bad."

Interesting. Well, I am supposed to meet... Mancon here!

The wooden owl flies down and stands in front of me. He is the size of a man.

Mancon: You rang?

You are his dream guide. Not the actual Mancon.

Well, don't blame me for naming his screenname after me!

I open a portal to Mancon. I see him playing a strange game by himself similar to Jenga, but it's full of glass, lights, and wires. Is he defusing a bomb?

Mancon! Mancon! Stop it! This is a dream!

Oh. Call me Jeff!

So that's your real name?

No, I just like the name Jeff. I hate my name.

Ok.. uh... Jeff. Come through the portal.

I have to complete my mission here.

No, you don't.

Sh... I have to concentrate.

I close the portal in frustration.

PlusMinus: Try again!

Ian looks at PlusMinus in fascination and bewilderment.

I open the Portal.

Jeff! Jeff! This is a dream. Come through!

I'm busy. I just need to...

I fly through the wormhole, and ignore the Wyrm battle going on.

I grab Jeff. C'mon, let's go!

His dream body starts to come out of his astral body, but, I can't grasp the astral body.

I pull and pull at Jeff.

I HAVE TO FIX MY COMPUTER. I HAVE TO DEFUSE THE BOMB. THE WEIGHT OF THE WORLD RESTS ON MY SHOULDERS!

Don't you mean "fate of the world?"

Whatever! Just let me finish.

Fine!

I go back through the portal, and sit on the beach and sulk. I sit by the fire.

Cygnus hands me a stick with a marshmallow on it.

SWEET!

A mist forms around us.

Mosh, Tigress, Raven, Loaf ride out of the mist on horses. I see Walms on a crazy beast like an alligator, but with a little longer legs. Mowglycdb is a non-lucid fox.

We fly into the sky, and battle against strange Templar-demons.

They grab Loaf, and take him captive.

We chase them, but they keep jumping through dimensions.

I turn into a Hellhound. Next time I see them, I shoot a chain hook out of my mouth and stick it into one of them. I shove my feet into the ground, and pull with my mouth. The chain grows taut.

I see MoSh, Raven, Tigress, and Mowglycdb running down the chain. Walms says he knows a shortcut: he is going to outflank them from the front.

There are portals everywhere. I focus on perceiving Loaf and the two Dark Templars which have kidnapped him. My chain-tongue is going through many dimensions. It feels like eating dirt, ice cream, saltwater and shit all at the same time.

I turn into a ten-ton winch, and wind back.

Raven comes back on horseback, holding Loaf under her arm. He is a loaf of bread with a face on it. He is grinning at me.

Tigress and MoSh are covering the rear, shooting orange and green fireballs at the Templars.

Walms is at the Templars' backs now. He turns into a 2D giant mouth, and sucks them in like a black hole.

Delicioso. Good dark energy. Thank you. HAHA

We go back to the Biodome to regroup.

There is a welcome home parade for us in the Biodome City. They put us on a float. I throw up a clock, and turn time forward, due to the fact I am exhausted.

We are now sitting in the grass on the plateau on The Mountain, near a clear pool.

Ian joins us.

"Ah, so this is your Shared Dream Spot, my friends?"

Well, actually, it's the whole moon!

"Fascinating, I must look into this further."

We have a picnic on the Mountain.

Dozens of people join us.

We lay on our backs, and stare up at the stars.

I fall asleep with Angel in my arms.

NOTES

On a beach... Hanauma Bay... Is Cygnus here? Cygnus? Cygnus!

He's in a treehouse... ok.

I see a weird totem pole with an owl at the top.

Weird.

I climb it, and stand up on it. Cygnus?

A man appears.

I am not Cygnus. I am Mancon.

You are?

Well, I am his Dream Guide, but my name is Mancon.

Ok, this is confusing...

Anyway, I am Horus, I am Pueo, Owl God, Hawk God...

here I am to grant you... LUCIDITY.

Everything gets vivid and bright, and I fall down a wormhole into a black void.

NOTES

In a strange fictional town.

A well.... A strange bearded blue man with a blue head...

Are you Ian?

No, he's down there...

I go down the well.

What are you doing?

I am trying to find the Point at the End of the Universe! It's the smallest particle, and oldest particle in the universe.

Ah, I will go with you!

We fly through time and space, and find a tiny little black dot. We look at it closely.

The Progenitor, the Mother of All.

We witness the Big Bang, but more like an explosion of Life rushes past me.

I feel ecstatic and amazed.

end dream

I go into instant SP.

I am in the Black Void before I go into the wormhole. I lose all lucidity. A man sneaks up behind me, and places his hand in the center of my back, as if to startle me.

I feel like I know him.

I jolt awake.

The shadow of the energy is still on my back.

I am dancing to dubstep on the Moon, coming out of my cousin, DJ Blest. We are in front of the stage on the ground in the Biodome. He is cheering me on as I create magical webs with the music.

Raven, MoSh, and Tigress come over. Loaf is looking all around like he's confused.

Raven: What are you doing?

MoSh: I am not going to waste my lucidity on watching Nomad do silly spider web magic tricks.

I shoot a web-bubble at MoSh. He looks confused. It pops, then forms a web over him. He starts freaking out.

Shit! He's claustrophobic! I inhale the web.

MoSh is catatonic.

"Dude... I was just going to show you... Uh... MoSh? HEY! WAKE UP."

His mouth is slowly moving. He mumbles something about the naga god and the spider god....

I am suddenly pulled into a weird dream.

MoSh and I are two giant gods battling in a valley. I am the spider god, and he is the naga god.

We battle for days. We do not need to drink or eat or breathe. We are immortal.

We battle for weeks.

He shoots venom at me, but I block it with web shields. He repels my web attacks with his wings.

I shoot venom into my webs. A paralyzing venom runs down the web after it sticks him, and he is paralyzed. I wrap him up in my web, and stand on him.

Other gods appear and applaud.

I hang him up in my cave. I feel strange.

My guts burst open, and I vomit. Baby nagas come out of me. He laid eggs in my gut during the fight.

I lose...

We are back in the Biodome. We are all sitting in the living room of my Living House.

Raven: I forgot how cool this was.

Angel appears. "Oh, honey, why didn't you tell me we had guests?"

She magically floats fruit pies and ice cream to everyone.

MoSh hands me a small pipe.

DUDE WE JUST SMOKED DMT IN A DREAM. YOU WERE IN MY DMT DREAM IN A DREAM WHAT THE FUCK MAN.

It's cool. It was us in another dimension.

I look into MoSh's eyes, and I see a snake hissing at me.

abridged

I am part of an army of Polynesian warriors.

There is an cavalry of magical templars on a hill opposite us. They clang their weapons against their shields.

We chant to the gods, and summon forth elemental magic into our weapons.

Both sides charge into battle.

We smash them in half with our wooden shark tooth swords, and crush them with our clubs.

I morph into an army of giant six eyed boars with bloody tusks. I trample over Templars. I morph into a form of Kamapua'a, the great demigod shapeshifter. Half-man, half-boar. I roar. I grab Templars and bite their heads off. I scoop them into my mouth and devour them. They flee in terror.

There is one giant Templar, the size of a skyscraper that is controlling all of them. My army morphs into one giant being. We grapple. The Templar slices us in half with his giant sword, but we morph into a swarm, and cover his body with stinging ants. He screams and writhes in pain. We eat the flesh off of his bones, but leave his eyeballs.

I see his eyes moving around. I spit on his left eye. I stab the right one with a fork, and eat it.

I see the dark thoughts of the Templars:
Images of destruction, pain, and a love of torment. Guilt beyond measure. Misguided fools... Bowing down to Baphomet... He is George Bush. He strolls among the minions... Communicating with demons, dark arts... bowing down to The Owl... asking demons to possess... they are the Daystalkers...
they fear: the DayWalkers... the Dreamwalkers which dream while awake, and awake to dreams... vampires... stealing their dark energy...

I am in a very dark place. Outside... it's fall... chilly... everything's dying... Near and old black stone building...

I am staring at myself in a mirror. I am a vampire with pale violet skin, golden eyes, and pupils that flash from red to black. My hair is pure white, straight and long. I am wearing a long black suit. I grab a cane and a top hat, and grin to myself, baring my fangs.

I am a dark energy vampire, and I like it that way.

I step outside. The Templar's left eye is floating in front of me, the size of a beach ball. I sense it's fear.

I feed on your food. Now, starve.

I lunge at the eyeball. It turns into a quivering white woman for a second, with the flesh of a wet eyeball. I bite her on the neck, and she explodes, then reforms to an eyeball. He knocks me back with a force field. I suck his force field into my hand. I keep draining him of his dark energy. I use it to make violet lightning.

He laughs madly as his energy is leaving him.

I am covered in violet lightning as I draw out the last bit of dark energy. The lightning goes into the ground.

A little glowing yellow orb floats out of what looks like an old cocoon.

"Oh! Thank you for freeing me of that dark energy! Now I am going to reincarnate into something cool!"

"Uh... you're welcome?"

The dream ends like a Warner Brothers cartoon.

triple post

I am staring at myself in the bathroom mirror. I grow horns, and my face changes to a devil face. I grow hair on my legs, and hooves. I grin. I morph into an indigo panda wielding a bamboo staff. I morph into a purple jaguar cub with cute little wings. I become a huge bony man-dog, a black and white Great Dane.

I push against the door. It ripples.

I step through into a dream.

I am in a speakeasy during Prohibition in America. I am upstairs, brushing my teeth in a bathroom. There is a woman getting dressed on a bed. She is speaking in a New York accent, but I have no idea what the hell is saying. She seems to be complaining about something.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

She looks at me blankly. I then realize she's a DC.

"Where's the dreamer? Who's dream am I in?"

She mumbles some Charlie Brown adult gobbledy-gook. I put on a tie in annoyance, and a sportscoat and go downstairs. Shit... my hat. Fuck it.

There is a black man playing piano, and a bunch of rowdy white people.

Some loudmouth is yelling/singing, "Play us a song, darkie... play us a song..."

I scan the area for dreamers. I see most of the people are dreamers but don't even realize they are dreaming.

I run to the middle of the bar.

HEY EVERYONE! YOU ARE DREAMING!

The music stops. Everyone stares at me. I morph into an indigo panda, and start dancing.

I AM THE GOD OF LUCIDITY BITCHES, AND IT'S 38:38 o'clock, so kick ass and take names, because who knows when the dream is going to be over!

Some people fly through the roof. Others walk out of the bar. The black guy clocks the guy in the face making the racist comments.

"What? You uppity nigger! Just because this is New-"

I turn in a jaguar and leap upon the racist dude, biting his head off. He deflates. I then realize he's a DC of the black pianist. "Man, this was your own DC!"

"What?"

"Oh, nevermind, just enjoy-"

The black dude is staring at his hands. They turn into snakes, then, the hands of a white person, then he disappears.

The bartender shouts. "A sorcerer! A sorcerer! Kill him!" A bunch of cheesy lego-like Templars march down the stairs. I roll on the floor laughing, then turn into the big bad wolf, and blow them over like birthday candle flames.

I wake up rolling around in the biodome.

Nomad, what are you doing?

I am trying to make people lucid, Raven.

You can't even make yourself lucid!

I know.

Are you lucid right now?

No.

This is a dream.

I know.

Raven shoots sparkly stuff at my third eye.

I become lucid. I fly to the top of The Tower. I see people milling about in the Biodome. There are funny little houses and shops. It reminds me of the city we went to on the Dream Warrior Planet.

Are these people from DV?

Is the Biodome cooler than the City of Nowhere?

Guargawn appears beside me. He laughs and pats me on the shoulder. No, no, these are just different types of people. Some people like LA, some people like New York, and some people like Atlantis.

So.. which one is this?

This, my friend, is The Biodome.

I walk around exploring the streets and the open market. I introduce myself as Mayor of the Biodome. Some people ask me what the Biodome is. Others say I am not the Mayor. Raven Knight is. Others say Stephanie is. Others say having a mayor is a stupid idea.

I turn into a bunch of cats, and roar at people: YOU AR DREAMING!

I watch a bunch of dreamers as they move through their dreams. They stay still, and their dreams move around them. They spin to change the scene, or to go to a different location. I notice people sniff others a lot. I have never noticed it before. Everything looks like a cartoon.

Then, I see energy trails like scents. I realize we are sniffing energy.

Everything is black.

I smell saltwater. I hear ocean waves. I regain my sight. I am standing on a beach with grey sand somewhere in Ireland. I see a lady in a white dress looking out to sea. I feel she is very sad. "Raven?"

She turns to me. She has a rotten skull face. I recoil in horror. The entire dream writhes with parasites and innards. I feel nauseous. I teleport into a microscopic size. I fly through the walls of the dream. It's a cube. There is a creepy boy in a science lab levitating the dream between his hands.

At this point the dream explodes, and becomes nearly indescribable.

Smashed bubbles... Dreams within dreams.... losers winning...

I watch a bunch of dreamers as they move through their dreams. They stay still, and their dreams move around them. They spin to change the scene, or to go to a different location. I notice people sniff others a lot. I have never noticed it before. Everything looks like a cartoon.

Then, I see energy trails like scents. I realize we are sniffing energy.

Everything is black.

I smell saltwater. I hear ocean waves. I regain my sight. I am standing on a beach with grey sand somewhere in Ireland. I see a lady in a white dress looking out to sea. I feel she is very sad. "Raven?"

She turns to me. She has a rotten skull face. I recoil in horror. The entire dream writhes with parasites and innards. I feel nauseous. I teleport into a microscopic size. I fly through the walls of the dream. It's a cube. There is a creepy boy in a science lab levitating the dream between his hands.

At this point the dream explodes, and becomes nearly indescribable.

Smashed bubbles... Dreams within dreams.... losers winning...