lucid

06.11.2009

The Search For Ice: Consultation (DILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

*non lucid about a perverted yeti and shooting it with a Barret .50 Cal. goes here*

*realization that I'm dreaming after worrying about opening and closing a door and having the yeti reappear goes here*

How vivid! Thus the apple juice has proven its worth, three nights in a row. Now, to the air! As I fly off my front porch and skim the grass, the girl from before rushes out, still angry at me for not trying to take out the yeti any sooner, keeping up with my speed. "Wonderful dream we're having." I comment, smiling widely. She smiles back, anger disappearing, and rushes ahead. Goodbye, character of my mind, I will never see you again.

Oh, what to do? I think to myself, rising slowly into the air. Oh, yes, I need to speak with my Dream Guide. This won't be too hard, I think. "When I turn around, my Dream Guide will be in the court below me." The sun shines off the sleek black roof before me. I can see the reflection of everything behind me, but I ignore it verily. TURN! Aha, what is that figure dressed in green lying on the asphalt so far below? Surely, it is my Dream Guide!

I fly toward the female, dropping to the ground as I get closer. I reach out my hand and pull her up. Oh, I'd recognize that face and this strange feeling of, what, connection(?), anywhere. But, alas, something is amiss. She is so young and petite. It is her face, her hair, her presence, but much younger than I've ever seen. We greet each other with a smile. And I go right into why I've called for her. "I have some questions for you, about Ice."

"I know, but first you have to do something for me."

"What is it?"

"Take me to Narnia Castle."

"Okay, let's go."

*change in tense and style because I'm getting lazy*

We head off. She runs ahead of me, taking my hand and pulling me along. My hands are dry, so I wet them and rub them together. She tries to take my hand again, but I don't want her to have to grab my wet hand, so I let the sleeves of my green Trench Coat fall past my hands.

I have no idea where we're going, or why she'd want to go to a place like that, whatever it may be. "Narnia Castle will be right up there when we pass those houses." I see buildings past the houses on the left street from my court. And straight ahead a strange could formation is being created at building level. "Or, if not, it'll form from those weird clouds right there."

We make it all the way to the end, but there's no obvious castle or building which we should enter. Suddenly a person calls out to us, pointing out the building behind them as the entrance to where we wanted to go. We head inside. She lets go of my hand and I start to feel myself slipping away. I can't hold onto the dream, and sure enough, I wake up.

Well, looks like I have some time to write this all down. De derp. All done, now to publish it. De derp. Great. I guess I'll check some email before the test. Oh, look my Dream Guide has replied to my journal. I am currently not noticing that I am in some kind of metro eatery style place or something and my DG is right outside the window. Instead I am having this conversation as I'm reading it. Hearing our voices as I go through. "What did that Castle thing have to do with Ice? Oh, you were trying to give me a clue? Is that where I should go to find him?" She gave me a look that, in retrospect, could be taken as either she didn't want to reveal something, but I was on the right track, or that what I was saying was just plain idiotic. I took it for the former. "So, he does hang out there a lot! Okay, so then he's just a DC!"

"No," she says. "he's a person, like me." I go silent. My Dream Guide has always been nothing more to me than an extension of myself, a way to reach and interact with my subconscious thoughts. I had never payed the connection I felt around her any mind. And at this time, I still wasn't. I felt awkward. Does she not know she's a DC?

"Well, look, some people are posting comments on my journal. I should attend to that."

And then I woke up for real.

Three lucids off of one WILD.

31.10.2009

No Control (WILD)

★☆☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







After such intense and downright cool halucinations I find myself at rest, again, in my bed. No doubt this is a dream. I RC to double check. Yeppers, definitely a dream. I get up, but everything is so hazy. I have no control over anything at all. So, what unfolds is an odd dream where I am indeed lucid, but unable to makes decisions about anything. I end up pushing a large something up and around a building or stone block of some kind. When I finish that I move down the building/block to the next something and push that around too. I do it one more time before experiencing a FA.

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31.10.2009

Failure (DILD)

★★☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







I don't remember many details up to the point where I became lucid, but I do remember flying through Mewtwo's fortress from the first Pokemon movie. This occurred after someone asked for quotes from the movie.

I realized I was dreaming and flew out of the fortress. I let myself fall to sea far below me. I fall slowly at first, but speed up at sporadic intervals along the way until crashing into the water, feet extended straight, arms at my sides. Down, down I go, into the depths. I see some white sharks swim below me. Not a fan of sharks, at all, I shot to the surface where DCs were there to greet me. I got up onto a plank. I knew this was dream, but I had to be sure because of the sharks. I do a RC. It fails. Now I'm really confused. I know it's a dream, for sure, so why isn't my RC working? I spend the rest of the dream on the plank trying to RC before I FA again.

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31.10.2009

The Search For Ice: Coffee House (DILD)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







I'm in bed. RC to be sure I'm not still in the dream.

Turns out I am. I get up and shed myself of my blanket. I fly/phase through the nearest window into a town. Now, what was I supposed to be doing in my Lucids? Oh, right, searching for Ice. I look at all the buildings for a door I can use. They're all glass, and the buildings themselves are lined with large glass windows. I decide to give it a shot anyways.

I fly to the nearest door, but as I do I hover up a bit, putting the handle out of reach. The same things happens at the next door, so I decide to drop to the ground. I think to myself that Ice will be on the other side of this door. I open it already partly knowing what's actually inside due to the glass. Yep, it's a coffee house. I walk in and pass by the line at the counter. The guy at the front of the line looks at me and says "Hey." I just keep walking.

Wait, I think, what if he has something interesting to say? So, I double back. And say hello to him. We walk outside and I lift myself off the ground. He shook his head and said something about me following the trend or something like that. We had an interesting discussion that I can't fully recall since I waited so long to write it down, but it partly involved him talking about an instance where his girlfriend was harmed in a dream and subsequently harmed in RL. I say something along the lines of "That's not. . . not possible." And then I experience another FA in which I become lucid for two seconds before waking up for real.

No lucids last night, but I learned a neat trick. I can find an object using my TK, even if I can't see it, just by reaching out with my hand and pulling it to me. That may prove useful. It certainly did when we were looking for our white-board during that crazy water based golf game.

BONUS ENTRY OF DOOM!

11.10.2009

Truce With Myself: Cruise Ship Catastrophe (DILD)

★★☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







I'm going to elborate on what happened during this dream. Specifically the part when I scare all the DCs on the boat by flipping it over a few times. You know, since that is kinda completing the Basic Task. >.>

I'm on a cruise ship. I have no idea how I got here. I just know it's a dream and I want to get to the moon! Now, how to do that. . . I recall Pirates of the Carribean when they flipped over the ship to transport them between dimensions. It seemed like a perfectly sound idea. However, the friends I was with at the time didn't think so. They tried to talk me out of it, but I simply ignored them, telling them their concerns were nonsense.

I used an extension of my TK abilities and flipped the boat over once. Gravity remained mostly intact, but in reverse now. The windows of the cabin were underwater and everyone, including my friends were freaking out. I still think this will work, so I go ahead and flip it back upright. People start to calm down. Hrm, we don't seem to be on the moon. I violently start rotating the boating, flipping it several times. Now, everyone on the boat is screaming that it's going to capsize. "Shit, I gotta get out of here." I fly out the nearest window as, behind me, the screams of the DCs fade away into gargled murmurs, as the deep waters of the stream swallow the boat and its passengers alive.

26.10.2009

Shindig (DILD)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's a failed WILD attempt with some interesting results. As I drifted off to sleep some kind of entity who took on my appearance made its way into my body, fusing with me, gaining the ability to influence my actions. As I get out of bed, I'm in some kind of study high up inside some kind of skyscraper. Captain Malcolm Renolds bursts into the room. Examines me very quickly, realizes I've been compromised, and attacks me.

There are some fisticuffs, in which he explains my situation and how it's been affecting people all over the city. I go crazy and run at the window. I'm about to jump out of it, but I gain control of my actions through sheer force of will. No. This thing can't do anything to me if I don't let it. Mal sees I've gained control of whatever this thing was and invites me on a heist he's pulling later tonight at a local shindig.

Stuff happens, party ensues, heist occurs, they catch on, it's time to escape. Mal and other members of the crew all make it out just fine, leaving myself and some other people they recruited behind. We have a secondary escape plan. We enact it. A large military style float/watchtower/hovercraft comes out into the street in front of the mansion. We jump onto it as the tanks start to roll up. We manage to get past the first tank before they notice we aren't who they think we are. They start firing at us from all sides, and the chase begins. The craft is mostly earthbound, but it can makes small jumps over obstacles, which we use to help us evade a good number of our pursuers. Eventually we come to our secondary vehicle which we plan to use to escape. Unfortunately, it's attached to an underwater merry-go-round. We try to grab ahold of it with a large pole grabby thing, but soon enough we're surrounded. There's no way out.

"Fuck this." I turn on Hover and fly to nearby glass doors, my objective just inside.

"Hey, you can't do that! Stop it!" They yell at me. Whatever, this is just a dream; I can do what I'd like. I phase through the first set of glass doors no problem. Same thing with the second set. Now I'm in a room with the Mayor. He's playing a lottery game where he puts his card into a slot and out comes a fully scratched off ticket that is either a winning or losing card. I grab his card and shove it into a certain slot, that I knew would have a large payout. Out comes a card worth 100k. I think to myself, Hey, I could give myself a million dollar card if I wanted. I do it again, and out comes a million dollar card. Just what we came for.

I walk out to the standoff outside. Yell to everyone that there's free money to be had. They all clamor, trying to get into the room first. This frees up my companions. I give them the cards and tell them I'm off.

25.10.2009

Possibilities (WILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I feel the transistion. I'm pretty sure I'm dreaming, but I need to RC to be sure. My hands are tied within the blanket, and it's hard to move them, so I look to my dresser. There are a few objects there. I pull them to me with TK. Yep, definitely dreaming. I force myself out of bed and own the stairs, shedding my blanket as I go. There is a little aside about it being too easy for me to escape my bed. Regardless, once I am free of the blanket I begin my experiment. I begin the Extended TP, hand out at my sides, one foot forwards, hunched over.

It takes a short time to charge up, but once it does, I emulate the TP animation. To my excitement, a screen pops up asking if I want to TP. I hit "Yes" quickly, and another screen pops up with a multitude of place I can go to. Inside each of those categories is a subset of 11+ places I can travel to. Although, I don't bother reading over each one, because I feel rushed, I quickly choose one. My vision goes black.

Shit! Okay, okay, I can salvage this. Loading Screen! A loading screen pops up, the progress bar fills up in a matter of moments and then the environment forms around me. The visuals are definitely reminiscent of City of Heroes. I decide to pull up chat and my friend's list. There are a few people chatting in the area, and my friend's list shows many people from the forums, some of whom are available, some of whom aren't.

I try to quickly search through to find someone I might want to contact. My excitement at the success of this venture and the possibilities the friend's list offers is getting the better of me. I can't hold on for much longer.

Sure enough, I experience a FA.

Yeah, I was disappointed as well. Next thing I'm going to try is to do an Extended TP and hopefully a screen will pop up asking where I would like to go. Anyways, here's last night's lucid.

20.10.2009

Rex (DILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's another one of them Jurasic Park nightmares. They've put us in the complex with all the herbivores, we have some nice living quarters in the back, on the wall right adjacent to. . . the carnivore complex. . . Fuck. I look out the window, my brother is with me. We see a T-Rex eye staring us down from the window across from us. We drop to the floor. Something that big could easily burst though these walls at any time it wanted. I run outside as fast as I can, leaving my brother behind. I hope he makes it out of there safely. . .

I spot Hammond running away from the complex. I decide to follow him, but he turns around and goes in the other direction right as I catch up to him. Ffffuuuuu! Now I have to retrace my steps and make up for lost time. I TP Skip at each step quickly surpassing Hammond. Wait, I should just TP. Point and click. TP activates and I'm a good distance away now.

Oh, I must be dreaming if I can TP. Fly gets toggled on. There a T-Rex in that building with my name on it. I survey my surroundings. It's large area with a few dense trees and moss ground covered with hay in some parts. Fences in the distance and a chopper somewhere behind me. Hammond was just passing by the complex now. "You people ready for this?!" I shouted, a glint in my eye. I willed the T-Rex to burst out of the complex. It did.

The siding of the complex flew about in shattered bits. The T-Rex was loose. It ran straight toward Hammond. Before it could reach him I tossed the beast into the air with my TK and threw him down on his back. He roared in protest, got up, and started to make his way toward me. He jumps into the air, gnashing at me with his teeth. I reach out my hands. They become elongated, merged together, and stretched out. Suddenly, thousands of tiny pointed teeth sprout from my hands. I clamp them down on his nose and face making him yelp and drop back down to the ground. What a pushover. The raptors are ten times better than this lout.

He tries for me one more time, but I just throw him into the air again and let him fall onto his back.

I can't remember the rest. :-/

19.10.2009

The Search For Ice: Auditorium (DILD)

★★☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Details are sketchy since I wasn't able to record this right away. I'll do my best here. Above average recall powers activiate!

I was in some kind of HvZ Spalding Theatre Production. I was doing a lot of behind the scenes work, but I did have one line apparently. It was a group meeting kinda deal where we were working on the play, but also going over some logistical details. Some officers got up on stage along with the co-president. The officers took turns stating their issues with the current leadership of this production. The co-president took all the criticism to heart and spat out an initiative to fix things or something like that. Regardless, it was time to clean! I was sent with the stage cleaning group. I wasn't really looking forward to it.

Oh, wait. This is a dream. I RC to confirm it. Yep. Definitely dreaming. I start hovering, deciding that I'm going to search for Ice. I go through different doors expecting him to be there and calling out for him to appear before me. I run into someone who looks vaguely like him, but when questioned he claimed he was not who I was looking for. We had an odd conversation about things that didn't make any lick of sense. Strangely, though, it was a good conversation. It was enjoyable being with this person; he emanated a friendly aura that was very inviting.

As we exited the building into the blinding light outside my vision started to fade away into nothing but a bright light. I figured this was going to be it for the dream if I didn't do something about it. I kept cool and focused. Picking out anything I could see in this blinding light and locking on to it. A tree. A planter. Anything at all. Then I see a door! Back inside I go! I can see again, so I make my way to the auditorium; my feet haven't touched the ground since I've become lucid.

I ask if Ice is in this room. Almost all the DCs respond "Yes." I asked which one of them was Ice and almost all of them raised their hand. Stupid DCs. I notice a few friends of mine that didn't raise their hands and seemed to be busily working at their assigned task. I go up to one of them.

"EB? Is that you?" She looks at me, a look of surprise crosses her face when she sees that I'm flying. Well, that's a different reaction. "Here, let me see your energy." I try to point my pinky at her but it wont extend all the way. Regardless, she squirms in her seat as I twist my hand around to compensate for the lack of extension. Her stomach become translucent and I see reddish orange waves of light inside of her. That's odd.

"Okay," I said, refocusing my attention. "One of you is going to bring Ice to me." I look around and pick someone out from the crowd. "You. go fi--"

My alarm wakes me up. . .

Wild count 27. . .

18.10.2009

Instant Transmission (WILD)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







I get out of bed. Taking in my surroundings. This isn't my dorm room. It's someplace I've never been before. I decide to try out Instant Transmission, selecting The Moon as my target destination. I close my eyes and envision myself disappearing and reappearing on The Moon. No luck, but everything does destabilize a bit. I ground myself and make my way to the front door. I go through it and come out on a porch overlooking a beach; large waves crash down upon the sand less than 100 yards away.

To my left is Master Roshi, sitting in a wooden chair. I ask him if he can teach me IT, but he claims to not know what that is. I figure it's still early in the series and Goku hasn't even learned it himself. I close my eyes and visualize my destination once more. I shout, "Instant Transmission!" My body feels as if it disappeared for a second, but when I opened my eyes all I saw was a huge wave crashing down on the beach. I decide I'll just have some fun in the water instead. I begin my trek down to the beach, I jump down the stairs.

And then my suitemate is a douche and wakes me and my roommate up.

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18.10.2009

Batmobile (WILD)

★★☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







I float out of my bed. Rising up to the ceiling. Well, that was odd, I thought. Normally I don't fly right off the starting line. I didn't pay it much mind, though. Just to make sure I could mess with things, I grabbed a puzzle off the wall and threw it onto my roommate's bed, where he was still sleeping. Satisfied I made my way out into the hallway, where it was just as dark as it was in our room. As I flew down the hall I noticed a window at the end of it. Oh, look, I mused as a figure in a red hoodie came in front of the window, CBK is able to fly or something. We were on the fourth floor.

I fly up to the window and phase through it, something that comes naturally to me now. It is CBK, but we're in a parking lot. "Oh, C---, your dream car is, in actuallity, the Batmobile!" Indeed, before me was a Batmobile that belonged to CBK. "You should show me around your dream house like we talked about before."

"Umm, how about not?" He was with friends and seemed busy. I decided to leave him alone. Now, what should I do? I know I'll--

And then my suitemate is a douche and wakes me and my roommate up.

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18.10.2009

Ffffuuuuu (DEILD)

★☆☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







Let's try this again. . .

I enter the dreamworld. I decide I'm not going to waste any time. Straight to The Moon! I shoot up, phasing through the cieling, making my way up into the stratos! I'm going to make it!

And then my suitemate is a douche and wakes me and my roommate up.

15.10.2009

Enter Ice (DEILD)

★★★★★

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Falling back asleep. Rawr. . .

I'm in my darkened living room. Family is in the kitchen. Suddenly, I hear rustling under the dining room table. Crap what is that. A dark wispy doglike figure shoots from under the table at ludicrous speed darting back and forth towards me.

Shit, I need to wake up, now! It's right in front of me now, my eyes are closed and I hear the most sinister growl I've heard in my life. Screw waking up. Let's face this head on.

I woke up. . .

Time to DEILD. I want to see what this thing is.

I'm back in my living room. It's much brighter this time around. Still dark, though. I see my dog coming from the kitchen. I go to grab him and pet him. Keeping him in a friendly state, just in case. I try to think of what that thing could be. Could it have been the ghost of my old dog? Back for revenge. No that's silly. Sure enough my old dog comes up to me as well. I wrap an arm around each and embrace them. Still a bit wary. I hover over to the kitchen and they follow.

I get the idea of turning into a dog and running around with them. So, I take on the appearance of a dog, run to the garage door, and open it. The garage is open! Let's make a break for it! I dash on all fours out into the court. Fellow dogs nowhere to be found.

My vision is obscured by my hair and I can't seem to push it away. In the center of my vision a white creature of some kind starts dashing towards me. It doesn't look like it's actually moving anywhere, though. And it's rather transparent. Regardless, I use my TK to throw it to the side. No effect. As I turn away, to ignore it to death, the creature, what I can only now describe as some kind of yeti, jumps into the center of my vision again. I try to turn away once more, but the same thing happens.

It starts to take a different form, becoming solid this time. It's a man. An incredibly well built and muscular man with spiked silver hair. I hear a loud crackling sound behind me. I know I shouldn't look, but my curiosity gets the better of me. As I turn, I see a grin upon his face. Behind me are many discs and chunks of ice being readied to be hurled at me. He makes a throwing motion with both arms and they start to fly toward me. A dream reflex kicks in and I start to eject myself from the dream. Wait dammit! I want to fight! Everything starts to fade, faster and faster. I have no time to stabilize. This looks like the end of the dream for me. Suddenly, though, everything snaps back into focus.

While surprising, I didn't give it too much thought. I'm just glad I get a chance to fight this guy. I try to throw him around with TK, but it doesn't do anything at all. Fine, let's try a new trick. I point my finger at him, hand outstretched. A charge builds upon the tip of my finger and fires out in a bolt the width of a pin. He tries to dodge it at first, but when I direct it onto this body, like a laser pointer, he just starts calmly walking towards me. I smirk as I make the yellow light burst forth from his body and rend him to pieces. Crap. That didn't work either. No longer smirking, it seems like I was going to have to play this one a bit differently.

I rush around him and try to build a charge in my hands. I stare at my hands and watch the blue electricity start to form and jump between my palm. I lift my hands up and face them toward him. I attempt to shoot some bolts, but nothing comes out. This is just not my day. I figure I'll just taze him, so I grab onto his shoulder, expecting the charge in my right hand to do all the work. No luck. He just looks down at my hand and shakes his head.

Fine back to basics. I think as I whip out a knife. I come at him, slashing away at his shirtless body and arms. We end up in a grapple. A girl appears out of nowhere and hands him an ornate blade. She tells me that I wouldn't be able to cut his right arm, but I could cut his left hand off if I wanted to. "Well, thanks for that." He said sarcastically as I pushed my blade through his left wrist, severing it. I jumped back. He didn't seem too concerned about his lack of hand.

He readied his blade. I threw aside my plain ol' knife and tried to whip out my katana. Nothin' but air. Oh well, let's just pretend I've got one. I grip the air like I would a katana, feeling the hilt in my hands. I rush at him. He starts to back up as I swing and parry his swipes. Each time our blades would have crossed I shouted "Cling!" or "Ching!" He looked really confused. I didn't let up. My form was terribly sloppy, though and I didn't manage to land a single hit. I figured I'd turn it up a notch.

"Bankai!" I shouted and the air around me started to fly apart violently as my energy exploded forth. My blade was visible now. The same blade from that one night. He had a sword now too, and his left hand was back. I swing my blade shouting "Getsuga Tenshou!" The environment turns white as a streak of black energy tears toward him. I keep swinging. More black streaks fly at him and explode on his chest. Slowly at first, but then an incredulous volley of crisscrossing energy pours itself from my blade. As they hit him, they all explode in a puff of grey smoke on his right shoulder. He just stands there and takes the hits.

Frustrated, I dash teleport into position. My blade was now ornate and golden. It shone brightly in the sunlight. Crossing blades with his I whisper, "Getsuga Tensou." Slowly but surely a small tornado extruded from the tip of my blade. It tears at the cord at the end of his hilt. All of this is happening right in front of his face. There's no way he can't pay attention. My tornado tears the blade from his hands. I grab it and drop down. I now have two blades to his none.

He walks over to me. "That was fun, I say. How about we just call it a tie, though." He looks at me funny.

"You've still got a lot to learn." He shoves his left hand into my stomach. I grab at his arm. Trying to keep it from going in further. He looks like he's about to do something, but changes his mind.

He pulls out his hand. "I'm here to teach you. It'll take another year to set all this up, to pull you in again." He pauses for a moment. His brow furrows, "There are words that only have meaning in dreams. I'm going to be talking to you, but I'm not going to explain everything. It'll b--"

"It'll be up to me to figure out their meanings for myself, right?" He nodded. "So, what now?"

"You need to wake up and write all of this down."

"Yes, sir." He looked at me with distaste.

"No. Don't call me that. There are too many out there like that already. . ."

"How about sensei?"

"I have bad associations with that word as well."

"Figured as much. Okay, off to record all of this."

I've decided to call him Ice for the time being.

Two LDs last night. The first lasted a few seconds and turned into a FA in which I got lucid again and had a small bit of fun before the dream ended in another FA which I did not get lucid off of.

Will put up entries for the second LD and yesterday's in a couple minutes. Hang tight.

Also, that makes 9 LDs this week so far. I'm on track for breaking my record for most LDs in a week. Okay, maybe not. It's going to be hard to get 9 more in 5 days. x.X

14.10.2009

"Could Be Anybody" (DILD)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

FA. I have to pee. I get up and make my way through the kitchen of the restaurant I'm in, toward the bathroom. I enter the large restroom and go into a stall. Hmm, something is off. I try to RC, but it's not working quite right. I look at the mirror in front of me and think, If this is a dream, when I close the stall door, and open it again, there will be someone right behind me. I close the stall door. And open it again.

Well would you look at that. A man is now standing right outside my stall. I close the stall door again. And raise my hand to head level. I create a spark of electricity that dances between my fingers. Yep, definitely a dream. I ready my blue lightning. Electricity courses down my arm as my right hand becomes envoloped by furiously dancing bolts. I slam open the door behind me and unleash a torrent of electricity into the man standing outside my stall. He convulses painfully, his eyes growing huge as his body pulsates and glows. His life was ending.

I put right hand on his shoulder and pushed him down, stopping the current's flow. As he lay there, dead on the floor, he looked a lot like someone I knew, or, maybe, used to know. I couldn't quite place the face. Interesting, I thought, but he really could be anybody. Even me. At that I started to morph his face, creating for him different personas, until I finally had it rest upon one similar to my own.

*BANG BANG BANG* My suitemate's father knocked on my door. They were going to go see a new idiotic movie and I was going to come along. I was not dressed, but I needed to go out into the common room. I tried to wrap my sheet around me as I got out of bed.

*BANG* My suitemate slammed the bathroom door shut. Stupid FAs. . .

Thanks for the comment! ^.^

Yeah, the tower was the only stable, well defined thing there, which was pretty weird. Portal guns are fun, but I still can't think of a good use for them besides freefalling. They're really only reliable for short range transportation, but I can just use a standard TP for that.

Update:

I had a couple of short lucids last night (3 I can remember). All off of RCing to a dream sign (Talking about lucids). I'll record the longer one later today since they all occurred in pretty much the same manner.

13.10.2009

Stupid Text Based Chat (DILD)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had several dreams just like this one, but only 3 were lucid. Of those three, I only managed to create actual environments for one. This is that one.

Chatting with some friends about LDing in some kind of text based chat application, similar to flash chat, I remembered to RC. However, I found it difficult to do so since I seemed to have no body and the entirety of my existence was within this chat application. Wait a sec, I thought to myself, This seems awfully familiar.

Argh! It's another one of these! Realization came upon me. This was a repeat of a dream that had been recurring for the past hour or two. The last couple of times I had became lucid from this situation I was unable to form a dreamscape, which prompted the dream to either end or repeat, sans lucidity. Somehow, I managed to form around me the first location that came to mind: Erk Courtyard.

As the text and screen that encompassed me faded away, it was replaced by waves of color that slowly, but surely, came into focus. There I was, in front of the entrance to Erk's Main Lobby. I took to the air, heading towards The Center Road. As I did I rubbed my hands together and stabilized, enjoying the vividness and beauty of my surroundings.

It ended too soon.

3 lucids and 1 semi lucid last night.
All of them were relatively short, and not worth full entries, but I'll go over each anyways.

11.10.2009

Fun With Portal Guns (DILD)

★★☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







The first one was a DILD from a FA that I had after a failed WILD. I phased through the window flew around the building and decided I would work on methods of transportation. Now on a sandy area, I reach behind my back and whip out a portal gun. I point it at the ground and fire. A portal opens, to what I hope would be the moon, but I don't know for sure. I have my doubts that it will be, so I look up, locate the moon, and fire the portal gun at it. I fired the wrong portal, so I had to recreate the first portal by firing at the ground again. I jumped through it, but as I did the dream faded away.

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11.10.2009

Fun With Portal Guns, Take Two (DILD)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







Another DILD off a FA. Instead of phasing through the window and flying down, I decided to take the front door out. I jump down the stairs in one leap. It's all very vivid and indistinguishable from waking life. Attempt number two. I take out the portal gun and fire it at the ground. I fire a bunch of shots at the moon hoping at least one will hit. I watch the portal in front of me for any change. When it does, I jump through it. I end up in a gray landscape with sandy dunes and a deep dark blue sky. I recognize it as Hueco Mundo, which is not where I want to be. I jump back through the portal, to earth. This portal gun thing was simply not working as intended. I threw it aside and shot up into the air. Good 'ol flight. That would work. Unfortunately, as I started to leave the atmosphere, the dream ended.

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11.10.2009

Lunar Exploration (WILD)

★★☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







This one was a partially accidental VILD in which I was able to force myself onto the moon. Everything was pretty unstable, but I managed to locate Nomad's tower after a little while of flying. It was a huge, round, black tower; the only entrance I could see was located 3/4ths of the way up the tower. It was covered in a white light. I flew through it no problem, but the tower seemed to be completely empty and hollow. The only odd thing was that the light was present throughout the entire inside of the tower. It greatly obscured my vision, causing me to lose focus on my surroundings and the dream to subsequently end.

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11.10.2009

Truce With Myself (DILD)

★☆☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







A FA occurs in which i sorta kinda become lucid. I realize I'm dreaming and have an interesting conversation with a DC, who represented a part of myself, as to why I fail so hard. This conversation occurs after escaping a boat I had capsized (via Flight) because I thought flipping it over a few times with mah TK would get me to the moon. After calling a truce and accepting his challenge to play him/me on all the world's ping pong tables, I got even more distracted and had to get this weird stuff out of my teeth. It seemed like nerds on a string, or something like that. And the string was caught up in my gums, and around teeth, and the nerds were stuck behind teeth and in molars.

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Lessons Learned:

So, what did I learn from these dreams? The moon is not a well developed archetype for me. Portal guns can only do so much. I can only fly so high. Either that was the real tower, and the defense system was just really freaking clever, or my subconscious is really freaking clever. I need to look into Instant Transmission.

27.08.2009

Practice Makes Perfect (DILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

2 Lucids last night. The first one only lasted a minute or two and nothing really interesting happened. The second was much better. I'll cut out a lot of the boring intro stuff.

I had just gotten off the ride. It was some kind of weird water slide that defied the laws of physics and had a story that changed each time you went on it, or something. After getting off, the girl running it tried to give me this sticker/ID/Ticket saying I had agreed to buy it for $17.95. I said "screw you" and kept walking. She followed, trying to convince me to buy it. I refused until she gave it to me for free. It was a ticket to go see The Hiphopopotamus and The Rhymenoceros in concert.

I stuck it in my pocket and went on my way, headed to the Resort's Hotel. Indoors now, I pass by a restaurant where a comedy routine is being done. The subject matter is The Brady Bunch.

I keep going. Things are just getting more and more deserted. I'm starting to worry, but that little voice goes off in my head to remind me that I am, in fact, dreaming.

Well, would you look at that. I keep moving further into the hotel/mall. Things get more and more desolate. Eventually, I come upon a huge room. This seems like a perfect place to practice some lucid skillz. First up, a bit of practice. I look down at my hands and watch as blue lightning starts to form. I can feel the electricity pulsating down my arm.

I stretch out my arms quickly, releasing a torrent of blue bolts into the nearby wall. I run at the wall, and when I reach it I start to run up it. When I am content with my height I push off and start to fall slowly. I decide to spin in midair, releasing bolts of electricity as I fell.

When I reached the ground, characters from the DBZ universe started to appear, as did Superman. I figured I'd try making some fireballs, but the best I can make are little licks of flame that make a small explosion on impact. I hurl a bunch of these at Superman, but it doesn't do anything. An Energy Blast seems like the way to go. So, I start up a kamehameha, since I always fail at normal blasts. To my surprise and delight, it works, and I'm able to sustain it, even increase its size and change its direction. I use it to essentially vaporize Krillin.

They're pretty upset with me now, even after I explain they can just wish him back to life like they do everyone else. "It's no big deal." At that, they surround me. Goku holds me down and pokes my side, thinking that has something to do with me having lucidity. I told him it doesn't work like that and they eventually let off. For some reason, I am now on DV on some random thread.

And then I woke up?

Doesn't look like I'm sleeping tonight, again. . .

I'll post another bonus entry in a bit. I've got a lot of decent lucids I still remember.

BONUS ENTRY OF DOOM!

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Seizures (DILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







I'm playing an odd video game with my Ex-Girlfriend (By playing, I mean we are actually in the game). It's a Halo type game taking place of a Sandtrap-esque map. She's in a Wraith, and I'm in a turret up on the dunes. She's trying to take me out, and I'm trying to do the same with the rockets my turret shoot out. Noticing that I have to consciously control the speed and direction of the rockets, I realize that this is just a dream.

Getting off the turret, I head down, towards the main map. She's still firing at me. The Wraith's signature blue explosions erupt all around me. I tell her to stop, explaining that this is just a dream. She doesn't believe me and ends up hitting me directly with the blast. I stand firm, my invulnerability doing its job.

"What can I do to prove it to you?" I ask. She gets out of the Wraith, coming closer now.

"Give me a seizure," she states.

"Okaay?" For a moment, I wonder how I'm going to do this. The solution I come to involves flooding her brain with ridiculous amounts of flashes and colorful pictures. So, I go over to her and place my hand on the back of her head. I start flooding her mind with random images.

My DG, whom I did not recognize at the time, came out of nowhere as the setting changed around us, into a gymnasium of sorts. "Whatcha doin'?" my DG asked me. She took a look at my Ex's white rolled back eyes, convulsions, and nearly foaming mouth, and said "Ah, the proverbial Mind Fuck." I nod in confirmation.

By now, a crowd has gathered. I figure she's had enough seizing, so I take my hand off the back of her head. "See, told ya it was a dream."

She looks around before saying, "But, you didn't do anything."

"I gave you a seizure."

"No, you didn't." The crowd laughed, confirming my story.

And that's all I can accurately remember.

BONUS ENTRY OF DOOM!

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Take from the Air (WILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







I looked out my fourth floor window, putting both hands against the cool sleek glass. It’s time to fly, I thought to myself, anticipation rising from the pit of my stomach. I put my face against the hard glass. Concentrating, I began to move through the pane of glass. The glass stretched as I pressed against it, smoothly conforming to my hands, face, and body like a sheet of slick putty. Having no time to waste, I savored the sensation for only a moment before propelling myself forward and up; the seemingly opaque sky rushed to greet me. The experience of flight and the overwhelming feeling of happiness that accompanies it overtook me. This never gets old, I thought, as the warm air flowed across my smile.

As I flew over Erickson Field, I could distinctly make out each perfectly shaded blade of green grass on the hilled valley beneath me. Likewise, from my lofty viewpoint, I could make out the rough sandy textures of the many red bricks that lined the Hall. The detail of the world was super-realistic. Everything, from the pleasant smell of the field to the whooshing wind that played gently across my ears, appeared just as real as, if not more real than, waking life. I was dreaming. I had known I was dreaming from the start. In fact, that was the whole point.