dream fragment

Making my first dream journal post here on DV... it isn't much but here it is:

I'm in some abandoned town. Broken buildings, dust blowing in the wind. Harley Quinn is in front of some town hall assembly. She is tasked with naming the town. She decides to call it Dustsewer, or something similarly ugly. She is doing it on purpose and thinks it is hilarious.

Default = Commentary
Blue = Dream
Green = Lucid

I slept in an uncomfortable position with my head between my pillows and bad a collection of short, strange dreams.

• I was working different audiovisual related jobs, such as operation a radio tower
• I was in a pop up bank in Utrecht Central Station, where a robbery started to happen and had people with rifles and RPGs shoot the place. I try to distract the robbers and make a run for it towards the exit, but suddenly wake up. I might've been shot and woke up or forced myself to wake up until realising that I was dreaming.
• Half asleep, half awake after waking up from that terrifying bank dream, I stare into the dark as my tired brain generates psychedelic visuals of a vibrantly coloured desert where I blow away the sand, and come across strange, colourful creatures
• I had my theatre school graduation, my family as well as the women that did my hair were there, one of my family members was playing GTA on their laptop and I've been told my classmates and school walked by during an inappropriate scene from the game

There were more, but I forgot what happened. A lot of capitalism-themed dreams, and I know exactly why :U Can't disclose yet but I'm happy about it

I was in a theater, waiting for the show to start. I didn't really like my seat but so many more seats were open. So I jumped seats. But when I looked up, this seat was somehow even worse than before. Weird.

I jumped seats again. Once again, the results were not as expected, now I had a metal bar blocking my view.

I got up and moved very close to the front. And now the movie started. It was in 3D, but I wasn't wearing any glasses. I must have been so close to the screen that it just looked real, said my dream brain.

I have been having a hard time sleeping since something terrible has happened to me. This is the first I have had a dream in a while. Interestingly, my dreams prior to this happening predicted it... maybe I knew this would happen subconsciously. I don't really believe in coincidences.

...memory dream about one of the hikes I had gone on with my husband in Korea. We had been hiking up the mountain for a while and we took a break to share one of the Kimbap (a seaweed/rice roll with eggs/kimchi/ham/anything in the center) that I had cooked for us. Very happy memory.
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"memory" that could have taken place in another life, or maybe in the future. NSFW but we are poking fun and making jokes about the situation that is happening to me right now (as if it has been over for a long time). He looks slightly different, maybe a bit older or with a different haircut.

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Me and my husband are sitting together watching a little girl in front of us play the flute.

I was in bed with my husband and I was telling him about my twin sister who is an actress. The room looked just like our room irl. my twin played catwoman in the latest batman movie. [the perspective shifts to 3rd person of the movie im explaining] I was explaining to him that I am worried she is into some very evil things since if you look closely at the frames in the movie you can see some weird messages hidden. The perspective zooms in on one of the perfume bottles in catwoman's vanity titled 'I eat little babies'. It was housed in a very luxurious crystal bottle whith the lettering done in cursive gold imprint. The bottle was among many others on a glass shelf. She finishes getting ready for a gala that she and batman are attending. She is wearing a beautiful flowing gown but she still has her cat woman mask on. The gala is hosted in a large rococco ballroom and is quite crowded. they climb up some stairs which are supposed to contain some occult symbolism but I forgot what it was. [perspective shifts back to me explaining this to my husband] I am worried that the batman actor is leading my sister in a very dark direction. After I tell him this he is stone-faced which makes me worry that he is in on it too. He looms over me and grabs my side very painfully which wakes me up.

[i fall back asleep] .....

realize im dreaming and the dream falls into a white mist. I try materializing something by yelling out 'Dream, give me more clarity' and 'Dream, bring me my twin from the previous dream'. a somewhat human form appears but it is very hazy. I end up losing lucidity eventually.

.......

I am at work as a teaching assistant in the dream. The school is large with a modern, open floorplan. The classroom has a beautiful design where one wall is full of windows to the park outside, the opposite side is open to the hallway, and the cieling has a curved '~' shape. The kid's tables are arranged around a shelf where the kids can grab materials like paper scissors etc. I dont remember the situation too well. I wanted to grab one of the covers to a CD case since I needed it for something and I assumed it would be fine since the teacher had told me i can grab anything from the shelf. As i go to grab the case the teacher yells out 'No! do not take my cd cases!' ....... I am in the front office ready to clock out but one of the front office girls is having trouble applying to something using a PDF application. I tell her that she should be able to apply online using the school district's wesite. They have a 'jobs' page where you just have to fill your info in online. I tell her that is how i applied to my job and one of the older office ladies says she did the same.

Im not sure which dream came first chronologically.

Lucid- I dont remember what the dream plot was before getting lucid, but i was on a long and wide garden path during a sunny day and there were children running around playing. The main path was long (i couldnt see the end) with lots of smaller tributary paths at even intervals with square patches where flowers grew to chest-height. the hand-size stones that made up the paths were also square. I think I was playing a game with the children + i was my male twin. I didnt do a RC, i just noticed i was dreaming. Once i realized this, I looked around for something to explore and one of the kids started chasing me (in good fun). I ran but focused on the feelings of running-the ground beneath me, the wind flying past, etc to strengthen the dream. This worked ! but then my cat woke me up or the alarm rang idk.

...opened the door for my cat and then tried to sleep a bit more before my alarm rang....

non-lucid - dont remember much about this one but it seemed significant and was (sort of) about the book im reading. I was my male twin again. I think i was playing a game gone sour between me and 'my feminine' vs another person and their opposite (i dont remember if i was playing against the man or woman). The significant thing was that the longer 'my feminine' stayed with my opponent, the more she was turned against me. I remember her changing colors from my black and blue to my oppontnt's white and yellow (or the other way around idk). She didnt look like me so I wonder who she was supposed to represent.

This dream was in the middle of the night and I should have gotten up and written everything I remembered in my journal. But I would have had to turn on the light to see what I was writing and I just went back to sleep. I should do better.

But I remember this: I was competing in some kind of obstacle course and there was a puzzle aspect like identifying objects along the way that had a theme to them. My course had a semi-deep rectangular hole to run through, a seat to jump over, and a tool to grab and carry with me. I figured out that three were the theme in that they rhymed. Trench, Bench, Wrench. I felt so smug in that no one else would figure it out, mostly because 'trench' was a little-used word and no one else would think to call the hole a trench, they'd just say hole or something similar.

I was a high school student walking past a gas station with "cage"-like cots surrounding the outside. I was remembering that this school year we can take a camping field trip and will get to stay in these cots. Im thinking about getting to sleep near my crush, Blonde Girl.

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I am Blonde Girl and am checking myself into an insane asylum. Im thinking its a bit of a shame since this year I would have gotten to take the camping field trip, but this is more important. when I show up it looks like the dorm building I dreamt about on 12/15. ....... Im in a room to the right of the entrance with a group of girls (5-6 of them) around my age + the headmistress of the asylum. The girls look 'inbred' as in they have distorted and somewhat ugly facial features but not terribly so, and they have hick accents. The headmistress is beautiful but scary. she looks like the crazy russian lady from Zoolander (the movie i watched before having this dream). We were having a conversation to get to know eachother since we were going to be a group therapy group together, but then one girl mentioned her girlfriend or something. The other girls started agreeing with eachother that they were all incredibly homophobic and didnt like gay people. This freaked me out since in the dream I was bisexual. I wanted to let the gay girl know later that we could stick together. I was beginning to question by decision to check myself in here.

.....

we are at the insane asylum lobby and the headmistress tells us to make two lines with all the other kids (co-ed group with different age kids from 6-18 ish). I try getting in one of them but its chaotic and the other kids push me out. I get in the right lane and I see its full of little kids so i think im in the wrong lane. I move back into the left lane but there is an infinite number of kids getting in the left lane. The headmistress says we are all so lazy for picking the left lane, since the right lane will do the dishes. in our line we walk toward the elevator. I start thinking 'damn i was going to go on a diet but if i do that here theyll think im anorexic'.

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This part is a bit NSFW

The headmistress of the insane asylum (russian lady from zoolander) and natalie portman are involved in a pornographic shoot (but in the dream it is funny). they are both clothed (natalie portman in her star wars outfit and the russian lady in the zoolander outfit) with NP wearing a comically long strap-on. RL says something like 'ive been so crazy punish me' and NP tries inserting the strap on but its so long that its flaccid. They lift of their shirts a little bit and say something like 'Yeah we are still skinny'.

Very little dream recall. Just a couple of vague memories of dream fragments:

* A vague impression of maybe searching for a DC (some kind of mission?), possibly seeing boxy almost cubic houses. I think there were quite bright colours, red.

* I remember being in some kind of a street. I think I saw a large view of a traffic light. I don't think it looked real.

Created Wednesday 14 December 2022

Got fragments and a DILD today.

Scrap Group 1
At a mall's parking garage. For some reason, I punch through a wall that I thought lead into a maintenance closet. Instead, this unsealed a secret chamber filled with mummies. I conflated all this with Minecraft for some reason.

Dreamlet to dream. I was in some desert wasteland. I get attacked by some type of magical foe (a witch/evil priest?). I zoom to avoid their attacks. Then, I fly up sky high, and dive down to deliver a mach punch. It missed, but the result created a massive shockwave, leaving behind a great crater. I repeated this maneuver a few more times. The sensation got too (frighteningly) intense to just be a pre-dream state, but I was too caught up in the moment to realize.

At work.1 Some guy was being a loud-mouthed asshole. I got incensed, enough so that I marched up to him and winded for a punch. Suddenly, that guy morphed into my brother. I got really confused, but only thought to walk away.

Dream 1 - Ogress Battle Awareness

Dreamlet to dream. The visuals were blurred. I was trekking up a dusty mountain during daytime. I got bored, and tried imagining an opponent to fight. Just then, a huge figure clambers up from the valley below. This was a semi-nude ogress, a fat, frumpy woman with dark stringy hair and mottled, sun damage skin, standing about 60ft in height. Her appearance fizzled and warped before settling on a more permanent form. Feeling the vibrations of her footsteps convinced me this was a full dream.

Soon, the scowling, crooked-teethed giantess made blatant her intent to eat me. Good enough justification to fight back. Taking the initiative, I fly past then circle around her, avoiding her wide swipes with ease. She eventually lost track of me during the melee. As she bumbled around, I wind a good distance behind her, then deliver a rocket-speed aerial tackle on the back of her left knee. The troll-woman's stance faltered, though she didn't quite fall over. I rush with some rapid flying kicks on her backside, but this was resisted completely.

My opponent soon regained her footing. Growling in rage, she gave chase. So I glided away, keeping well away from arm's reach, though I couldn't really shake her off. So, taking the offensive again, I arced back to deliver a flying elbow at her knee. I continued pummeling her joint, and before long, the giant hag fell over prone. Landing beneath her, I winded up for a skyward upper. But, before I could finish off the monster, the dream deteriorated.

Fragment 1: I was in my old hometown, making my way up and down along a boardwalk that ran over a wetland area. I think I was on my bike. It was summertime, warm with green leaves on the trees.

Dream 1: I am driving around, somewhat confused and disoriented. It is a large event like a music festival or airshow but the dream scene later changes to my university. I am driving when a large SUV gets into an accident and catches on fire. A police car has pulled over next to the burning SUV and the officer is holding a submachine gun. I must have been mildly lucid because the scene was rather horrific but I wasn't particularly moved by it. The guy in the drivers seat ejects out, like a jet fighter ejection seat. He is missing both arms and both legs and is covered in burning oil and his flesh is literally melting off. Another dream character (also burning and with flesh melting off but has all of his limbs.) He is panicking, running around screaming and trying to put out the fires on his body. The police officer with the submachine gun starts yelling at the guy with his limbs to help the other dream character get out of the seat to save his life. The limbed burning dream character just keeps panicking and screaming in pain. I begin to question the scene, wondering why the police officer doesnt help the limbless DC in the chair who isn't screaming but their eyes look at me. I had some layer zero lucidity because I remembered that I could reset this situation and prevent it from happening.

Dream 2: I am a super soldier who has undergone cybernetic and genetic enhancements. I wear a suit of powered armor which looks like something out of Halo though it is bulkier and dark gray in coloration with a narrow sapphire blue visor and a big scary looking forked railgun for a weapon. At some point I am shown what I look like without armor to where I have numerous connection ports and scars over a heavily muscular body that looked somewhat androgynous. No reproductive parts, just a "waste removal port". The body had wide hips like a female but no breasts which made the upper body look male, especially with the heavy musculature. The details of my augmentations, armor and weapons are heavily elaborated on but I do not recall them now.

I am standing in a plaza in what looks like a fairly normal town along with three other super soldiers. Two of us to each side of a president or military general who is announcing that aliens are invading earth and we are being deployed to fight them.

I am shown a visual of the alien ships. They have several classes of varying design but share some basic features with a long, spindly hully with lots of complicated details, a medium sized warp drive ring and three or four large radiator sails that glow orange near the rear. The alien ships begin launching hundreds of missiles at earth, nukes or antimatter or something that makes a very big explosion.

The dream then changes to me being outside a partially destroyed city. Most everyone is dead due to having been on the periphery of the blast, but my armor and genetic augmentations left me relatively unharmed. I find two children who managed to avert everything other than minor injuries and are mourning all the dead people. I then get informed through my radio that another missile is coming to finish the job and I need to save as many people as I can.

I grab two children, carrying one over each shoulder and run into a building that looks mostly intact. I try to comfort them to little effect both are crying and pounding on my shoulders. Inside the building is laid out like a large shopping mall. Its lights are on and it looks utterly undamaged. Every store is a japanese noodle bar of some kind. There are hundreds of them arranged vertically and horizontally. All of them are closed. I am still frantically trying to find a bunker before the missile hits. I then see that behind the closed garage door type cage thing used to prevent theft there is a door that gives access to the building basement. I intuitively remember that connects to a bunker. Being a supersoldier I simply rip the cage-gate-thingy open with only a little effort.

A security guard shows up. He looks like paul blart and even rides a segway and reprimands me for being here after hours and trying to steal from a store. I try to explain there is a ten-teraton antimatter missile going to hit the city any minute and we need to get deep underground ASAP. I decide to ignore him because he's either dense or has seriously been living under a rock.

The nuke falls and I die. In the afterlife Marcus appears to me. He explains that the afterlife exists in quantum superposition like schrodinger's cat. It only materializes when one observes it and it becomes whatever they perceive it to be.

Created Monday 12 December 2022

Got a good DILD and a fragment.

Scrap Group 1
Outside a superstore at night time. There was some commotion at the entrance.

In an unknown apartment suite. This was supposedly an aunt's place. There were a bunch of other people there, visitors for a party and guests staying for the holidays. There were a lot of kids creating quite a bit of mess. At one point, I ate a pretty good pig in a blanket. Later, I saw my aunt and several other women preparing finger sandwiches. They looked amazing, though it would be a while until they were all prepared. I went back to the lounge, where I noticed a huge pile of dirty laundry, mostly damp beachwear. I "recalled" being in such a place earlier that day. Near that, there was a terrible leak in the ceiling. My aunt hurried to try and contain this problem, all while rushing back to the kitchen for more food preparation, and start some laundry. I felt horrible at seeing her so stressed. I got up to try and help with the leak and laundry. Warp. Vague scene of being in a beach. Warp to below.

Dream 1 - DreamViews Winter Competition 2022 - Night 11

The visuals were dim. I was the unlit hallway of an apartment building's during night time. Several filled trash bags were in my hands to dump. Soon, the lack of lighting made me very suspicious. I make it to the end of the hallway to look out a window. Below blinked the lights of office towers and huge LED displays. Just how big was this apartment building, anyway? And when did I get here? Asking these questions made me aware.

Without hesitation, I jumped out the window to swoop down through the city streets. Music starts playing, which I recognized as an instrumental version of Battlecry by Judas Priest. I end up floating through a fancier area in this part of town, a dusk sky now brightening the view. Fresh snow was dusted on the vehicles and building canopies. As I stopped to appreciate the view, it suddenly began to lightly precipitate. This presented an opportunity. Raising my arm dramatically, I called to the dream, yelling "blizzard!" Nothing seemed to happen. Figured this command could take a bit to take effect. I continued along, when the snowfall and wind began to pick up to just the minimum of snowstorm level. Satisfactory, I thought. But then, a thundering gust swept through the streets, bringing with it blinding snow. Only then did I really start to feel the chill, and I could barely even keep afloat from all the wind.

When I could take no more, I commanded the dream to teleport me away. The storm receded, though it seemed I was in the same place. After waiting patiently for a few seconds, I continued. I soon arrived near a highway. In a blink, a glaciated bridge appeared from nowhere. I fly through it, to find myself in a completely different highway. Now, the surroundings were that of a golden plains under a clear afternoon sky. Trees of unusual make sparsely lined the roads. These generally had the shape of palms, only their bark was of mahogany, while its leaves were bundles of redbud tree seed pods drooping and held together by mysterious means. This ridiculous sight left me in a giggling fit, from which I forcibly recovered, lest I disrupt the dream too much.

Anyway, I moved on to trying a TOTY. I try teleporting once again, this time to the Dream Base. After a wait, the surroundings change in a blink. I now found myself in a seaside highway. High-rises, gigantic stone braziers, and innumerous other kinds of strange structures protruded from the waters and beyond. But, none of these resembled what I was looking for. I leap to the horizon in search of our base. Along the way, I spot a colossal structure of ancient Greek design, of which depicted a woman in a robe and cloak. Even though this was by far the tallest structure around, it paled in comparison to our Arcology. Still, I thought floating up to its max height would reveal something in the distance. I began ascending around the statue, but things soon got very unstable.

In an instant, I found myself bounding in deep space. No TOTY this run, it seemed. Oh well, at least I guaranteed the advanced flight task for the comp. I took a moment to gaze at the cosmos, when I noticed starless nebula not too far off (relatively speaking). I zoom into it, and within seconds, arrived inside the (likely unrealistic) space cloud. Experiencing this swirling violet left me in awe.

Soon, I snapped out of this trance, as I was now reminded of a goal. I called out to my guide construct, D. Steadily, a deep blue glint phased in view, before it manifested into a massive figure. This was indeed the obsidian construct, sized at roughly 200ft. in height. Yet, she wasn't exactly as I'm used to (more, longer, and thicker horns instead of flaming hair; dozens of hands in place of leathery wings). A deep blue light glistened from her black skin, giving her an even darker visage.

"What do you seek?", echoed her guttural voice within my mind.

"Absorb the void, please."

The stoic construct gave no response. Instead, she turned away, and in several large "footsteps", faded deep into the space dust. Before she vanished entirely from view, I darted myself straight within the grasp of one of her many hands. This time, it felt more stone than skin. The fog began dispersing gradually, enough to see more clearly. It's then that D suddenly lifted me to face level. And wow, was that an unsettling view. I thought I've long been desensitized to monstrous and demonic-looking things in my dreams. But that... scowl I witnessed as my construct sucked up stardust... Yeah, it really caught me off- guard.

Being rattled so, I lost hold of the dream, and woke up immediately.

Created Sunday 11 December 2022

Got a short DILD and a few fragments today.

Scrap Group 1
Dragon Ball dream.1 Bulma and Goku enter a suburban house. There, they meet Fortuneteller Baba much earlier than they should've. The witch badgers them into doing some chores. When the kids were done, she rewards them with a blue modem cable. This, Baba claim, would allow them to connect to the internet with any device, even non-computerized ones. Timeskip. The duo go to Master Roshi's house, which was also located in a suburbs. They call for the old hermit, but he wasn't home. They decide to leave him the magic modem cable as a gift for him.

At a sports stadium watching a baseball game. Mom and Jethro were there. Later, this lean light skinned dark haired guy starts harassing Jethro. The jerk goes nuts, and starts attacking my brother. I intervene, yet somehow, that guy was strong enough to not only hold us both back, but also to lift the two of us off the ground. He tosses us down into the field. It was a long fall before hitting the ground. Warp. I'm back at my seat. None of this commotion ever happened. I get up, and go to the food court/concourse. For some reason, I go all the way around the opposite side of the stadium to find a certain stand. There, I find a gate sealed with a roller door. Curious, I open this up, to find this lead to a seating aisle sealed off to the rest of the public. A security guard (who looked more like a blonde surfer dude in a Hawaiian shirt and shorts ensemble and wearing shades) was standing there, back facing me. He soon turns around, and spots me skulking around. I get spontaneously aware. To score point (and also to avoid unnecessary trouble), I literally rewind the dream, tape scratching sound and all. Events play backwards at dizzying speeds, until I'm halfway down the concourse again, where time is restored. I think of what to do, but after about twelve seconds of pondering things over, the dream collapses.

Watching a supposed live action Boondocks movie. Zoom in a Compton suburbs during daytime. This place looked an awful lot like the neighborhood in Friday. Anyway, Robert Freeman (played by the late John Witherspoon, who voiced the same character, and also starred in Friday) was watering his lawn. Soon, a car pulls up, dropping off his grandsons , Riley and Huey. They retained their voice from the cartoon series, despite being played by unknown young actors. Also there was Lamilton. He bragged about how the three snuck into a rated R movie. He tries to get the Freeman boys up to other antics, but they were fed up with him, so Lamilton just goes home. Robert overheard what was said, and was quite upset. He pulls out an airhorn, and sounds it right at the ears of his grand sons. He then yells at them for doing what he told them not to. The two argue that they were roped into Lamilton's whims. They also noted how that other kid was batshit insane. Granddad wanted none of it. Just then, a traffic incident occurs. The two drivers, irate with each other, blocked the road, shouted at each other, and honked their horns. Robert complains about all the noise in his neighborhood, and does likewise.

At work. The Christmas party was underway. This caught me off guard, as I was sure it was happening in two weeks. Someone else told me it was actually occurring at the 11th (impossible, given that it was scheduled for a Monday; the 11th is today, a Sunday). I was sure embarrassment was to ensue, as I had no gift for that Secret Santa nonsense.

Created Friday 09 December 2022

Got a DILD and some fragments today. I'll tally up the score as a few inquiries about the competition are clarified.

Scrap Group 1
Vaguely recall playing games.

Something about work. Some former co-workers were around.

Walking south between 97th and 88th street during a grey day. There was some commotion, compelling me to hide. I see some people picking reeds. Around then, I start feeling itchy. Some man said something about fire ants.

Dream 1 - DreamViews Winter Competition 2022 - Night 8

Scene 1 - The Unphasable Jock
The visuals were dim. I was in an ancient complex, the constructions made of stone, lit braziers sitting atop cast-iron stands providing scant lighting. Soon, I stumble upon a small ramshackle town square type area. Purveyors had set up shop behind makeshift counters made of crates. Most distinct among them was a tall cloaked man wearing a beaked skull for a mask, a wide brimmed hat on his head. Speaking to me in a suspicious whisper, he presses on me a request to join a "gauntlet". Sounded quite interesting, but I decided to hold off for the moment.

Just then, this huge, fat, light skinned, auburn haired guy wearing jeans and a striped shirt looms over me. Sizing me up, he snatches papers I happened to have in hand. He glances over a few things, and makes mockery of what I'd supposedly written. Two of his cronies, some short goony looking guys, laugh along with him. I was as baffled as I was annoyed at such a stereotypical jock attitude. I demanded he give back my belongings, but he paid no heed, and seated himself on stone benches to peruse some more. Frustrated, I projected shadowy energy near him, which I erected into a huge drill as a scare tactic. Once again, the jock dismissed my gesture.

Spontaneously, I get aware. Thinking of tasks, I draw a dollop of the conjured shadow on my hand. The inky dark speck began slithering around each of my limbs. Through intent, I announced this was no mere shadow, but was in fact the shapechanging spirit, Eddie (from Guilty Gear). Sure enough, the glob expanded, then shaped itself into the Forbidden Beast's usual form, that of a crawling, black gargoyle-shark thing just over knee-high. Looked kinda weird to see him from top-down, especially his fins, which looked much thinner and sharper than I'd imagine. Anyway, I command Eddie to spook that nearby jerk. The creature expanded its jaws and distended its arms and claws as it growled. However, even this wasn't enough to phase that mouth-breathing jock, who merely waved me off in annoyance. Whatever. Don't care anymore.

I then went back to the skull-masked man, and agreed to participate in his gauntlet. He nods silently. Soon, I felt an imminent warp. I allowed such to occur.

Scene 2- Shadow Gauntlet
Similar visuals. In a blink, I was immediately teleported to the courtyard of a different fortress, this one of Gothic design, a starless night sky the only source of illumination. Lines of tall walls crated maze-like hallways at all sides. Eddie didn't show up with me.

I round a corner, when suddenly, a monster charges at me. This appeared as a fanged lizardman, its bulging shoulders contorting it into a shambling hunchback. Acting quick, I, once again, projected a large shadowy drill to interpose between us. The beastman dodges, if was still nicked, by the attack. When it stumbled at close range, I conjured Eddie. The spirit rose with its claws outstretched on an elongated arm, striking my opponent true. I followed up with a palm upper of my own, a blow mighty enough to launch the lizardman several meters into the air. I leaped to chase it higher, where I grabbed it by its head, then slammed it down face-first into the stone pavement. I continued by grabbing its leg, and bashing it around some more. Next, I had Eddie form into a puddle to trap my enemy. I was gonna continue wailing on it, but found there was no need, as it was already quite dead.

I continue towards a gate, when the dream started blacking out. Soon, I woke up.

Created Wednesday 07 December 2022

Got an LD and some fragments today. It took a hell of a long WBTB, but I think it was worth it.

Scrap Group 1
FA upstairs. I was strained and exhausted from my obsessive attempts at LDs. I make continual attempts at rolling to the floor, without success. There were moments where I suddenly felt something, whereupon I "awakened" abruptly.

Dream 1 - DreamViews Winter Competition 2022 - Night 6

Scene 1 - Rubber Walls
The visuals were slightly blurred. FA in an unknown bed. Instead of a bedroom, I was in a vast living room of a huge one-story house, the ceiling high, floor orange tiles, and furnishings spread far apart. Supposedly, this was my brother Victor's new place. Mom and my niece Linda were around, and I also saw my cousin Sarah and her daughter in the area. There was a lot of chattering, frustrating my attempts at getting back to "sleep" for a chance at LDs. Eventually, I caved, and got up.

I asked Victor about the local area. He told me about a shopping center nearby, much closer than compared to his "old" home. My brother also mentioned a particular site there (can't recall what). Interested, I think to check the place out. I try remembering where my belongings were. This leads to a nagging feeling that I'd forgotten something important. I pondered this over, and despite the sense of urgency, continued doing so for minutes on end. My thoughts stumble to the topic of dreams, and thus, leads me to do a casual breathing reality test. This proved inconclusive. But, this didn't matter, as my suspicions quickly developed to awareness.

With the competition in mind, I leap backwards to phase through a window leading to the house's backyard. I recalled I needed to actually see myself going through a surface. So, I try charging through a frosted glass wall haphazardly placed between a patio and the greater yard. Upon reaching close, a force kept me running a place. I make a desperate leap to the wall, when the glass suddenly took on a molten, rubbery, almost gooey consistency. Trudging the inch, I spin forward, risking my getting enveloped by this oozing glass. To much relief, I finally make it through.

I find myself in a huge backyard spanning many acres, its palisade wood fence nearing the day's horizon. Wasn't much to see, though, just a bunch of trimmed grass. Only a screen roof shed broke the monotony. I made my way there, when the dream begins to deteriorate. I concentrate on my breathing to stabilize the dream, and await a warp.

Scene 2 - Aqua Mania Ball
Similar visuals. I was inside that house again. Linda was nearby, dressed in white clothing. She looked considerably younger than she should be. My niece complains of boredom. So, I start tossing her around. On a lark, I chuck her much further than should be possible, throwing her almost to the 5 meter tall ceiling, then hurling her safely atop a lazy chair about 10 meters out. Dream or otherwise, I wasn't comfortable about the thought of endangering her, so I stopped that to do other things.

I set out a side door. As per my three-step task, I begin to fly. I float through a floral hedge wall and under a stone gate, then over a suburbs. Soon, I arrive at a highway ramp spanning over a calm bay, sparse clouds at the distance in a cool dawn sky. Swooping down for a closer look of the road, I realize this ramp was actually an overtly long bridge. Anyway, I recalled I needed to fly fast to get points. So, I pick up speed, going about 200mph, easy, well above the pace of the few vehicles racing through the area. For extra ambience, I had the dream play suiting music. Soon, the intro theme from Sonic Mania began sounding. Since I'm not too familiar with this song, my mind began filling in the blanks. The music bridged into a jazz metal piece, of which I'm quite sure I've never heard. A lengthy kick-ass guitar solo that captivated me for minutes on end. Good times!

Snapping out of my trance, I move on to task three: element manipulation. I charge energy at my hand, and fire it as a ki-blast down to the waters. For extra thoroughness (not sure if 'ki' counts as an element for the sake of this competition), I began drawing the liquid into the ki. I then gathered both matter and energy above my raised palm, an exorbitant glowing mass, hovering over me as an orb a city block in diameter. I fired the combined water-ki ball down to the greater bay. The waters separates, then orbits around the ball in numerous streams, before spraying around as jets in all directions. When the sphere made contact with the waves below, the bridge and other surroundings suddenly became a sea. A vortex formed beneath me, which slowly spiraled upwards, and before long, I was surrounded. I suspected the dream was collapsing. So, I awaited another warp.

I woke up briefly. Dream re-entry seconds later.

Scene 3 - Hugging Summon
The visuals were slightly blurrier. I was in the aforementioned house once again. Soon, I try a personal task. For this sake, I attempt to summon D. I hug empty air in front of me, when, to my pleasant surprise, the obsidian construct steadily blinked in view. She wasn't manifested quite to spec (bald instead of blue flame hair; no leather wings or horns; only shoulder height instead of gigantic in stature). Oh well, being present is more than good enough for me. Her skin was also warmer than human's, unusual, but also quite comforting. Anyway, I ask for help in more tasks. The construct assents without question.

With the groundwork underway, I float us both to an opened hatch-style window above the front door. I squeeze us outside, when the sun glared to blinding intensity. Soon, I woke up.