lucid

Created Friday 26 February 2021

Got an LD loop and some fragments to note. There was a lot more to the non-lucid dreams, and also a bunch of other material, but I can't recall any of that now.

Spoiler for A lot of words:

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Somewhere outdoor. I was looking at gameplay of Super Street Fighter 2 from an arcade cabinet. The player was using Cammy. Like Rainbow Edition, the special moves had overpowered and bizarre properties. For Cammy, her back fist made her teleport around the screen.

Walking down a dirt road at night time. I was in a 1900's-era Easter European town. Up ahead in the distance was a tour group of fancily dressed people dressed in appropriate period attire. I trailed behind them incognito. To hide, I changed into a (fairly large) bat. I followed them in the gates of an old manor. Then, I fluttered out into a foggy forest. The dream got unstable. Despite not being aware. I was concerned of it collapsing. Cut. I arrive in the walkways of a mall, a red carpet lining the floor. The aforementioned tour group were somehow there. I was almost spotted, so I went invisible. Later, I go up a spiraling walkway. The path narrowed, small enough that even a small figure like I had to squeeze through. I arrive in a small indoor amusement park. Noticed my niece, and my cousin's daughter, were seated in a mini-rollercoaster. Passing by the ride's loading ramp, I overheard a few women complaining about obnoxious teens causing trouble.

Dream 1 - Ride and Lightning Warp LD

Scene 1 - Big Two Wheels Awareness
The visuals were a bit blurred. Dreamlet to dream, though I lost awareness. I was driving locally in the SUV during a clear day. Mom was in the passenger's seat. I drive from home and head southeast. I was talking to friend via speakers. This must've distracted me, because I drove straight through a red. In any case, I regain awareness, but wasn't quite convinced this was a complete dream.

Just then, the vehicle changes into a hefty motorcycle equipped with huge monster truck wheels. The controls were very sensitive, accelerating the bike at the slightest provocation. A sudden breeze blowing past my face affirmed my dream state.

I weave through heavy traffic near (made up in dream) shopping centers. It's then I noticed someone was clung onto me. But, I sensed it wasn't mom. I turned back, and was surprised to find my guide, E (in her human form) beaming at me. Also, I noted we both were only in bed clothes (I was in boxers and a black tank top, while my guide wore a white sleeping robe). Regardless, I was more than glad to have her company.

"Hey E, can you help me dilate time?", I requested urgently.

My guide leans leans in, resting her head on my shoulder. "Just enjoy the ride." A unexpectedly plain response. But practical. In fact, the words calmed my nerves. Heeding her instructions, I smiled back in silent gratitude.

I accelerated at intense speeds, well over 200mph. In the span of a few seconds, I dodged through several intersections, a few more shopping centers, and two suburban neighborhoods. Soon, I merged into a highway ramp and towards the turnpike. These roads were peculiarly empty. I made it through a toll gate, when the dream suddenly deteriorated. Warp.

Scene 2 - Lightning Warp Mutagen
[COLOR="#40E0D0"]The visuals started quite hazy. FA in bed. I wrestled with muddled thoughts momentarily before I regained my senses.

Just then, I noticed a figure looming nearby. On closer inspection, it was Android 18 from Dragon Ball Z, her cartoony appearance contrasting the rest of the environment. She just stood there, glaring at me. A moment later, she tosses a bright object at the foot of my bed. Just as quickly she arrived, she vanished.

I fetch, then inspect, the item in question. It seemed to be a palm-sized decanter, only, it had a large syringe needle on its head. Gleaming inside the container was a glowing amber-orange liquid. This substance looked a lot like aqua regia, though at the time, I didn't identify it as such. Instead, I figured that it was mutagen, as per the TOTM.

In my excitement, I rush out to the lounge. This haste almost made the dream fade. I took a moment to calm down, bringing with it much better visuals. The lounge was missing most of its furniture, but no matter.

With that settled, I wasted no time injecting the mysterious substance. Just as soon as I did, my skin became deep blue. Whoa... I observed this change in awe, moving my fingers, then limbs. But, nothing else seemed to change. But, as I was about to take my attention away, my skin was restored. With it, an intense trembling coursed through my veins, violent, yet soothing. That's when electricity visibly surged out of my entire body, shooting out at least a meter around me. The sensation was exhilarating, a rush like no other. This intoxicating power almost made me lose my wits. I took a moment to settle down once again, if with a big, proud grin. A tempered mood, the electricity subsided. Oh well. Task done!

Next, I float to the living room. More alterations here. Seems that the couch was not only differently colored (white instead of beige), but also divided into three at separate walls. I spotted my bro and mom seated at the part nearest the TV. As I drew towards them, I sensed the presence of my guide. Guessed like in other dreams, she was hidden nearby. I assumed she'd taken mom's form (not the first time she was a family member). So, I folded ma's hair over her own face. When I brushed it off, I expected to see E. Instead, she changed into a cousin of mine. I was taken aback. What was going on? Confused, I exited the house out the front door.

I step outside into a humid, warm twilight. Noticed the neighborhood was overrun with brambles and other types of overgrowth. From the plants swarmed gnats and small moths. I had to brush off the vermin as I zoomed around the area. A bunch of lizards, far more than normal, were scurrying around, as were several toads, all of which were being chased by neighborhood cats. Although a relatively mundane sight, I was amazed as to how vivid this scene appeared. So much so, that I spent minutes doing nothing but admiring the view.

Once satisfied, I looked up to a sky almost concealed by rain clouds. I think to go off planet to try the last TOTM. So, I attempt to fly up, but could only hover a few inches off the ground. All of a sudden, I become lightning, and shoot straight through the nimbi above. Soon after, I'm plunged into a wormhole flowing in orange and green, triangular kaleidoscopic patterns. This eventually morphed into a winding tube glowing in various shades of blue. Warp.[/COLOR]

Scene 3 - Alien Mechanical Fortress
The visuals were very blurred. I started in a grey void. So, I decided to use music to create a scene. Final Fortress from Sonic Heroes came to mind. Soon, a more ambient arrangement that I've never heard before sounded. With it, I'm taken through a darkened pathway.

I soon find myself in some kind of future tech industrial facility, a structure painted grey and green. Strange gyroscopic gears whirred beneath circuitry exposed at sections of the walls and floor. Exits could be seen at all angles, even up and down. Whenever I made it through a pathway, the entire structure would suddenly shift and rotate around at dizzying speeds, leaving no hint as to where one had just arrived. This wasn't of terrestrial origins.

It didn't take long to lose myself in this maze. So too did I begin losing my hold of the dream. Acting quick, I clung on to a nearby pillar, gripping tightly, until I was sure I'd at least a bit more time.

The structure then changed such that I was suspended several stories above floor level. I slid down the pillar into a small office space within an alcove. Seems that the color blue has replaced the green previously lining the walls.

In any case, I hurry to find an alien plant. I rummage through some cabinets, under the desk, and beneath some floor panels, but find no such thing.

I then make my way towards a small courtyard in the distance. Unique to the structure, sunlight was peering into it, though I couldn't tell from what angle. I make it that far, when the dream suddenly collapses.

I was in a prison and I began to look back and forth in my environment. Questioning am I really here? I look at my hands staring at them. Asking the palms of my hand are they really mine? Am I a prisoner? I looked at the stone brick walls and realize the truth.

The prison cell walls and the floor underneath me vanish in to a black vortex. I knew now I was dreaming. Feeling free, I jump down in the vortex and found myself in space seeing stars all around. At some point through this, my awareness fades.

I've had 2 DILDs the past two days from no particular technique. The only thing I did different was sleep in intervals after the first WBTB.

Wake @ 5:30 A.M
Sleep at 6:00 A.M
Wake at 8:00 A.M, snooze-button and immediately return to sleep
Wake at 8:30 A.M, snooze-button and immediately return to sleep
Wake at 9:00 A.M and begin day.

This isn't the first time this has happened to me, it's just that this sleep pattern isn't particularly convenient when on most days you have work start at 7:00 A.M. The important thing here is to more-than-once interrupt REM sleep. The amount of time between wakings is entirely up to one's comfort and how much time you have to waste.

I went to sleep focusing on getting lucid this night.

I'm in my bed and pinch my nose and try to breathe. It doesn't work. I count my fingers and notice that they are only half their normal size. I see my mom lying on the floor. I fly out through the window and notice that I am suddenly in Sturkö. I fly to the beach and see some old people having a party. I fly to the field and try to summon a plane that follows my finger's direction. I succeed and try to summon one more. Two planes are now flying in a line-up. I succeed in adding two more planes to a total of four planes. I accidentally point my finger in the middle of the line-up which makes it so that those in the front do a large turn while those in the back slow in. It is chaos and I let the airplanes fly away. I fly down to the field but notice that electric fences are surrounding me. I use telekinises in order to move them away. A person is caught in the electric fence and is hurting. I lift the person up with telekinises and the person thanks me. I fly back to the house and see a girl in my age. I walk to her and fly away with her in my armful. I have a laser gun and start shooting with it on the ground. She is enjoying the laser show.

I'm in the woods and walking with two persons behind me and one in front of me. I ask out loud: "Vad ska jag göra i denna drömmen?" (what should I do in this dream?). I look back and expect them to give me an answer. three seconds pass and the person in front of me says "Njuta av naturen" (Enjoy the nature). My eyes are opened as I focus on the weeds of the wood. I notice that the grass is high and the rich green color. I am really relaxed and think about how I am one with the nature. I notice that there are no flowers and keep walking to the sea. I see a bush with a lot of small purple flowers. I really want to remember how they look so I inspect them for maybe 30 seconds. I still enjoy myself and walk to the water. I think about how I can run on the water and I do. It's really heavy, as if I was walking in deep snow or quick sand. My legs become really tired and I almost feel the lactic acids coming. I find new land and walk up. There is some kind of course where box-cars are supposed to ride. I see some hinders made of untreated wood.


This is how I remembered the flowers, but they were all the same size in my dream. All the flowers looked the same.

Created Tuesday 23 February 2021

Got a DILD today, and a scrap.

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Seated with a group of supposed acquaintances. There was talk of dreaming and awareness. Big miss on my part...

Dream 1 - January/February 2021 TOTM Basic Task I

Scene 1 - Valkyrie's Command
The visuals were a bit blurred. FA in an unknown bedroom. I try just dozing off. But then, mom barged in to yell at me. She kept pressing me to get some supposed time-critical paperwork done. On and off, she went back to morning routines, and then returned to complain further. Just let me sleep...

Eventually, I was left alone, only to be interrupted by another figure. This time, it was some blonde, middle-aged opera-esque valkyrie, complete with wings and a horned helmet. Like ma above, she demanded things of me (fortunately, without a blaring song). In this case, that I protect the local (whatever "local" meant in this context) mayor. The spirit soon vanished from view. Groaning, I forced myself up.

Warp.

Scene 2 - Courage Comet
The visuals were dim. I was walking down a suburban street during night time. That above-mentioned mayor, a short, stout, balding white haired man in a grey suit, was snooping behind me. The man looked very nervous. Identifying me as his bodyguard, he complained that he was getting tired. So, he asked that I haul him around. An annoying request, but it was better than hearing his whining. I lugged him over my shoulder, and continued along.

Upon crossing a street, I noted how absurd this all was. Cue awareness. I waste no time trying tasks, starting with the superhero one. I set the mayor aside, and wave him off to leave him to leave. Anyway, for practice, I attempted to conjure energy between my palms. But, no luck. Guessed conjuration was gonna be a problem with this dream. Moving on then.

I tried an easier task: this month's first basic task. Calling out to the dream, I asked to be shown courage. All of a sudden, a comet zoomed overhead from behind, low in Earth's atmosphere. A blazing white trail followed, one bright enough to momentarily bathe the sky in orange light. Within seconds, the comet was out of view. For a time, I pondered what this could mean, but a clear answer never arrived. Oh well, I thought. I'll probably understand it better when I was awake. Task complete as far as I was concerned.

Just then, an auto accident happened right by me. From what I could tell, a grey vintage 50's sedan skidded on the road, then crashed into a light pole. If that wasn't enough, a red sports car collided with the first vehicle from behind. I just shrugged. It's merely dream weirdness. Instead, I put my thoughts on, uh, smut. Regardless, my efforts were in vain. Such foolishness collapsed the dream.

Created Monday 22 February 2021

Got two DILDs and a fragment today. There was a lot I'd recalled before my first known awakening, but memory of such decayed quickly.

Dream 1 - More TOTY Task 2 Shortcomings - Part 1

The visuals were a bit dull. I was in an unknown apartment suite, twilight overlooking an urban block from out the windows. Many family members and several acquaintances were crowded in the area.

As the group was chattering, I noticed my niece, Audrey, playing a dangerous game from several windows. She'd climb out, then hang hang on to the sill for a few seconds, before clambering back inside. Seeing as much worried me, not helped that no one else seemed to care. It also made me question my state. Cue remembering my being in bed moments earlier, and thus realizing the dream.

Through telekinesis, I immediately dragged my niece towards me. She seemed pleasantly surprised at being transported in such a manner. Contrast everyone else, who gave me a bewildered 'what the hell does that guy think he's doing?' look. Ignoring their reactions, I hauled around Audrey solely as a means to keep things stable.

"Where are we going?", she asks.

"Oh, uh, we're just getting a snack.", I muttered.

The girl grinned. "I want cotton candy!"

"Okay, we'll do that."

Nearest visible exit was at the far left corner. By happenstance, the opening connected to a ladder, which itself lead straight down several stories into the building's snow-filled yard. After securing my niece on my shoulders, the ladder seemed to have been reduced to a couple of steps. Furthermore, perspective was skewed such that the ground was very close by. Yet, as I poked my leg past the steps, I felt nothing but air. I took matters into my own accord, opting to forego the ladder, then float straight to the bottom.

I set my niece aside, whereupon I remembered the TOTY. As per the task, I call out to the dream for a response. Soon, my own voice echoes in my mind.

"Um... so, you can shrink, and fly, I guess...", my ethereal voice stammers. I shrugged. Works for me.

But hold on. I'd just recalled I needed my costume. I looked down, and saw I was wearing jeans and a black tanktop. Nope, not my uniform. Flicking my arm, I tried conjuring my gear, but got nothing. This went on for over half a minute. At that moment, my niece tugs at my arm.

"Tio", she begins complaining. "When are we getting my snack?"

I decided I'll try creating cotton candy first, start with something easy. I had my niece sit in a nearby baby slide as I began the summons. This was initiated by my rubbing my fingers, first in each individual hand, then between each other. No results. It's then I thought to get Audrey involved in this. Grasping her right hand with my own, I start rubbing our palms together, before abruptly letting go. Once again, I rubbed my fingers, and... success! Strings of pink and blue cotton candy were being pulled from nowhere! I steadily tugged out more, until I had just enough to make a tangerine-sized tuft. Didn't seem like it'd be enough to satisfy even a kid's appetite. Yet, against expectation, my niece was delighted. She chortled with glee as she snatched it from my hand.

Well, that worked. Back to the costume. Once again, I snapped my wrist and, just like that, my attire changed. I was indeed wearing my designated outfit. Or, mostly. I had the right helmet, gloves, and boots. But, my pants and jacket, as opposed to being black like the other pieces, were now a bright lipstick red. Wasn't too thrilled with the look. No matter. I brushed it off as an 'alternate color' costume. Thought it best to move on.

I was about to call out to the dream once again. Unfortunately, the scenery immediately faded. I woke up promptly. Tried re-entering. Dozed off within two minutes.

Dream 2 - More TOTY Task 2 Shortcomings - Part 2

The visuals were a bit blurred. I was at home in my bedroom. Although I wasn't (falsely) waking up, I felt groggy.

I dragged myself in the living room, where I noticed a figure seated on the couch. To my surprise, it was my uncle Ryan. I couldn't fathom how he got here, and so suddenly, no less. Thinking of such made me aware.

I recalled the tasks once more, when my bro Emil passed by. Taking an opportunity, I seized him by the shoulder, and dragged him away.

Sudden warp. We ended up in what seemed an abandoned warehouse, sunlight peeking in from a broken window. Anyway, I looked at myself, and noticed I was already in costume (sans chest protector). With that settled, I directed my brother to tell me what my powers are.

"You have two.", he begins. "You have the powers 'Last Defense', and "Summon Succori." Following that, he began to ramble on like a loon. Meanwhile, I was trying to figure out what the hell he's talking about.

"Okay, wait. Let's backtrack a bit.", I grumble. "What does it mean to 'Summon Succori?' Can you explain that?"

"It means you can summon defeated opponents to fight for you. Furthermore..."

Emil continues babbling nonsensically from that point on. I tried to ignore him, but his droning was giving me a headache. In fact, such discomfort forced me awake.

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SP in bed. Suddenly, I was accosted by a demon lady in a purple robe, her skin pale with a blue tint, and her twisted fangs innumerous. Speaking in a raspy voice, she politely asked "permission" to drain me completely. In turn, I implored she discern me further before doing such a thing. She glared down, then, upon sensing something within me, her eyes widened in bewilderment. "Are you God?", she gasped. I blurted she was grossly overstating things. The fiend recoiled back, and pleaded for mercy. At this point, I could move. I reached out to grab hold of a dream object (namely, the DC nearby) but the dream suddenly collapsed.

Jamie

Just a flash of a memory of her. Can't recall exactly what.

Walking

Was walking with my brother and C into a haunted house attraction. Some guy was stalking behind us, one of the workers and said, "By the end of this walkthrough. You 2 will be broken up." Indicating to C and my brother. I said to c. "Yeah didn't he say that to us last year when he thought we were a couple.?"

Slightly lucid

I was walking around with my brother and went into some abandoned house. I was floating around previously and become lucid. This was low level. Didn't remember any goals. ?Just walked through the house trying to conjure up people. It wasn't working. There was a shadow man in a dark corner, I went into a different room but it was all black causing the dream to end.

I've dreamt about zombies hunting me the two last nights. I got eaten alive once which always hurts. A dark coulor theme in the city with survivors following me. I have a gun and shoot a zombie that is about to eat my shoulder from behind but my gun turns into a toy gun and doesn't have any effect.

I'm on an island with some people. My family is there and we are about to explore. A man says that he claims this part of the island and that we have to go away. I feel bad because he is the boss and I can't oppose him.

I'm hunted by a witch in my house but know it's a dream suddenly. I think about hugging her but then I think about how she could hurt me and I loose my confidence. I fly out but it's not that pleasant since I was hunted.

Created Monday 15 February 2021

Got a DILD and some fragments. I tried two tasks in today's LDs, as the title indicates, I screwed up at both. Oh well. I had fun regardless.

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In a wide, darkened area, like an amphitheater. Monsters were lurking the place. I was given psychic powers, which I used to fly around and shoot telekinetic blasts.

In a hotel lobby or a similar place. A bunch of of zany cartoon monsters (drawn in a 40's art style) were wrecking havoc. It was left to me and a handful of people to neutralize them. One of the creatures was a huge tree. I was told that it was mom, who had been corrupted into that form. I was conflicted on how to handle this.

Dreamlet to dream. Various forgotten scenes. Vaguely recall being in a school. I slowly gained awareness. Warp.


Dream 1 - Two Tasks, Two Misses

The visuals started rather blurred. I was in a wilderness pathway leading to the gate of a large park, sunlight peeking through the leaves.

Suddenly, mom suddenly rushed in from nowhere.

"Hey!", she speaks frantically in Spanish. "How do I change the TV to channel 8?!"

This only catalyzed my awareness. I turned away, dismissing her request. Ma kept babbling about a number of topics, such as trivial updates about my sister. No doubt the dream's way of distracting me. I claimed I'd attend her soon, but of course, I wasn't going to do such a thing.

Since the dream felt unstable, I hurried to hold onto an old wooden railing nearby. I rubbed it carefully, as I worried about splinters. Once I was more assured, I seated myself cross-legged, and meditated. As expected, I began ascending, if much faster than intended. It took only seconds to reach the clouds.

I thought of tasks at this moment. Just then, an ethereal female voice spoke.

"Here he is!", she booms cheerfully. "He's FireFlyMan! A man of power!" A cheesy fanfare followed as she continued her speech. I listened intently. "With the ability to fly, and shrink himself, FireFlyMan is a hero like no other!"

"Wait", I interjected. "When you mentioned power, what did you mean? Did you mean, like, super-strength?"

"Yes.", replied the voice, annoyed. A pause followed before she continued her speech. "So join FireFlyMan as he journeys through the vastness of space...!"

I interrupted once more. "That's okay, thanks. I'm good now."

"Ugh. Fine.", the woman grunts.

Task done (or so I thought; I realized wasn't in costume much later!). With that settled, I flew at sonic speeds to try warping. Suddenly, blue smoke erupted a distance away from me. From it sprang a massive space craft. Much of the ship consisted of glowing blue metal, its light flowing as a stream. Just as soon as it appeared, it vanished.

But, something else was left behind: a huge portal, cackling with electricity of similar coloration to the craft. What else was there to do, but explore? So, I entered the warp heedlessly. I found myself in a maze-like wormhole. Much like the ship, it resonated with wave-like blue radiance. As I continued, the tunnel narrowed. Eventually, the path forks two ways. I opt to take the left.

At this interval, thinking of a TOTM gave me a more definite destination: an alien planet. Once this thought occurred, the portal suddenly ended. I was thrust into a dark, foggy cavern of blood-red stone. Eerie violet lights sparked intensely in the distance. Certainly, this wasn't our world any longer.

Without wasting time, I search for a plant. I soon found a patch of long blades of grass, faded green plants tinted blue at the points and edges. I then begin working at super-speed. First, I smash the leaves between rocks until they become a fine, vibrant purple powder. Then, by will alone, I conjured a campfire, along with a boiling brazier of water. Finally I throw the powder into the pot. The mixture reacted violently, exploding into purple smoke. Only a portion of liquid remained.

I instantly grab the pot, and almost take an swig. But, fear of getting scalded, let alone of drinking an alien substance, held me back. I drew a deep breath, and tried again. Unfortunately, the dream deteriorated immediately. I wake up with a gasp.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

I work in some office in the city. Somebody left a baby there. A colleague comes to me with the baby and asks if I want to adopt him. He is adorable and I kinda want to, but I remind her it's not that simple. I do accept however to look after him for the time being, until it is clear where he came from and what will happen next.
As we leave, I am on the street with my colleague and she is holding the baby and showing me a daycare just at the end of the street, where she suggests I can leave him during the day. I sense some imminent danger as I notice we are underneath a building under construction. Somehow I rewind time, so we escape whatever accident was about to happen. That's when some agents of the Adjustment Bureau type of thing appear to me, not to chase me down and punish me, but to meet and befriend me. They too can stop time and push it back and forth. They stop everyone on the street and show me something quite irrelevant about music from a street vendor while he is frozen in time. I ask if one can in theory live forever if it spends a lot of time in this time stop bubbles. In theory they say one can live a long time as we don't age there, but we also can't do much because interfering or changing anything while there can have cosmic consequences. We can go back and change course, but not change things while they are frozen, Even stepping on a bug could be disastrous. I think it is good for meditating.

In a retreat with my teacher. He presents a dance he practiced with a couple students. Then he selects a new group to choreograph a new dance and I am selected to be part of the group. Then he is invited by some glass artist to blow some glass to create a piece that will encapsulate his breath as a memento, and he calls me on, to add my breath to it to. But I blow too hard and destroy the piece. We start over.

I am walking down a street and become lucid. I decide to float up and think about what to do next. I sit in meditation hovering over people on the street and try to just slide through the air to keep the scenario changing without having actively to think about it. Usually the mediation collapses the dream so I am trying to keep it going without interacting with it. But as usual it doesn't last long. Mara sends his armies to disrupt me. The sky turns dark and I see some couple bad fellas following me around with clear bad intentions. They can't fly but they are apparently pushing me past some train tracks into a garden. In that garden there is some kind of abandoned building where some more fellas are doing shady businesses with, I think, stolen materials. At first they don't seem disturbed with my presence. I even notice Evangelion among them and feel safer. But the ones that were following me push me into some long corridor that takes me to a new place. Past a door, there is a hallway in what appears to be an old fort. They close the door behind me and I keep going forward looking for the exit on the other side. But someone closes the door at the other end.Then I hear them entering through the door on to my back and clearly not with good intentions. But there are windows. They think I won't jump given the height, but I can fly and levitate so it isn't a problem to me. I go to the ledge of the window outside and just float until the ground.
Now the context is a bit different, These guys are like a private army in a fort, they have uniforms. Outside on the ground, I stumble upon one who is secretly meeting his lady girlfriend. She is virgin and they are about to have their first sexual encounter before he goes on some mission the next day. They both get naked. The guy is played by Chris Evans, so very hot, but here he is a douchebag whom I despise. The girl is some blond actress whose name I don't recall. At first I feel like disrupting their sex and take revenge on the guy, I even pick up a spear he left on the floor and think about pinning down his balls to the ground. But I feel sorry for the girl. She really loves him and is so into the several positions they are trying . I let them be. But I steal his uniform. Then I go around the fort and pass by all the guards on the front door just for fun. A general arrives and is welcomed by another high ranking official there, who is telling him how they captured me and also have some important documents for him. I salute them and the general asks "so why is she here in a uniform" and the other guy freaks out. I kick his ass and some friends of mine arrive in a car and kidnap the general at that instant and take me along. No guards have time to react.
After that we stop at some café to eat some cookies and have a drink. It is a kitsch but high tech place, with cute cat images and amazing interactive decorative panels with waterfall and other nature images that we can mix and match and they adjust to each other - like if we put one panel close another with a waterfall, it will prolong the waterfall.

Created Saturday 06 February 2021

Neat. Got an LD today and a near-LD fragment. There was more I recalled before the morning, but memory of such has since faded.

Spoiler for Another long one:

Dream 1 - Task of the Year 2021 - Task 1

The visuals started blurred. Wasn't sure where I was, only that I was in conversation with my brothers. We were reminiscing on old video games. I 'daydream' about one such game, the scene a highway ramp overlooking a bay during dusk. Inexplicably, I'm sent stumbling into this vision, and run down an incline.

Soon, I find myself in my exercise route, hurrying east during late dusk. My breath gives out much too quickly. I'm left so fatigued, I fall supine between a complex's entrance. Several people and vehicles pass dangerously close by.

After catching my breath, I clamber up, and struggle to jog. My pacing improves to a run, then a full sprint. Suddenly, I fall straight down a steep, unexpected incline, and into tunnel-like depths. I lost my footing, but found I could hover at increasing speeds. Navigating these dizzying depths made me realize the dream.

The scenery collapsed into a dark, foggy void. I concentrated to maintain calm. Once I felt sufficiently free of doubt, I thought of taking on the TOTY. I called out to the dreamscape in which I was floating. "Alright, dream.", I intone. "Tell me my superhero name. Even though I'm sure it'll be FireFlyMan (my old username here)..."

Some time later, the dream responded with a flurry of spectral voices. One I could distinguish as my niece yelling 'Tio!'. A high-toned male voice called out 'Thaddeus'. Another shouted 'John'. Many other voices uttered even more common names.

This, obviously, was unsatisfactory. "C'mon, I need a superhero name.", I grumble.

And then, a deep, menacing voice speaks. "You know who you are", booms the unknown figure. "You. Are. FireFlyMan."

I sigh in relief. "Thank you."

Now, I needed an outfit. I look at my person, a faint blue light reflecting on my skin, and see I'm still in my bed clothes. "Okay, dream. Gimme a costume." I look at my right arm, glance away, and look again. Nothing has changed. I repeat this again and again for over a minute. Zilch. This was getting annoying.

At the peak of my frustration, the voice returns, intoning with dramatic pauses. "And he arrives, in a chopper."

I suddenly found myself on the seat of a large motorcycle in motion. It was a kind of Harley-Davidson, or perhaps a knock-off. No idea on the model, exactly (I've no strong inclinations towards bikes); it just seemed the stereotypical heavy bike with glossy black body and chrome framework.

"Okay, I could work with this.", I muttered with a shrug. "Now, about my gear..."

The voice calls out again. "He's dressed, in leather."

I look down, and find myself wearing black baggy leather pants, brown leather chaps, and cowboy boots, the latter two complete with tassels. Above the waist, I wore only a leather vest. This discount Village People cowboy/biker get-up... yeah, it wasn't for me.

"Er... I was thinking of something more... professional? How about a tour...?"

"A black leather touring suit.", the voice interjects.

Now, I was indeed wearing a vintage black touring suit, the jacket including two large pockets. This also came with black combat boots, and a pair of leather gloves of similar color. It all fit comfortably, and the jacket really looked snazzy.

Still, I felt something was missing. "Hey, how about some protection?"

I immediately given a wide hard shoulder/chest pad covered with metal studs. It looked too flashy for my tastes.

"How about something more practical?"

Now, my armor was replaced with a much plainer looking kevlar torso protector, the chest and back piece strapped at the shoulder and waist. Attached to it was a set of decorative metal plate pauldrons of reasonable size. Wasn't really a matching set, but oh well.

The voice booms down yet again. "...a face-concealing motorcycle helmet." And I was instantly wearing as much.

"A skull helmet.", I demanded. My vision discorporates and scrolls out. Below, I could see print covering much of the helmet, an image of a cracked, jawless skull, its teeth (where it wasn't missing) jagged, and a single glowing eye on one of the sockets. Nice. "Oh, and can you make the visor bigger?" The headgear's visor widened on command. Very nice.

Looked like a success to me. I restore my vision, then decided to just enjoy the ride.

A minute later, the dream voice bellows unexpectedly. "And he comes equipped with a knight's lance..."

Suddenly, a green lance is couched under my right arm. "That's actually... kinda cool.", I blurt out.

"...and a combat knife....", the voice continues.

Now, I find said knife in a sheath strapped on my left arm. "Okay, we'll worry about weapons and powers next time...", I mutter.

"...and a lighting [sic] baton." Such an illuminated object was thrown ahead of me. Instead of having a glowing head, this metallic baton had a bunch of lightstrips lining its body.

" ...I guess that would come in handy..."

"...and a hot chick.", the voice roars, accompanied by the sound of a rumbling flame and a low explosion.

"...huh?"

I turn around, and realize that there was indeed a hackneyed svelte blonde clung onto me. She was wearing a blue mesh dress, a bikini of similar color flagrantly visible beneath. Much of her hair was tucked away in a light blue sunhat, and her indifferent eyes were covered with shades.

I fought hard not to laugh. "...going overboard, don't you think?"

Ahead, the void merged into a more inviting scenery: a sunny beach. I sensed a lengthy adventure awaited me. Too lengthy, I feared. I decided to quit while I was ahead, lest I lose any memory of this experience. I make a hard sideways skid on the sands. Soon, the dream collapsed.

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Navigating a series of scaffolding high above in a clear dawn sky. Various family members, both close and distant, were seated around, including my siblings, and two of my cousins. They were chit-chatting on recent events. I float around cross-legged. I almost got aware, when the others distracted me by claiming it was 4PM. I bemoaned having been asleep for over 16hours. They also I 'reminded' me of an incident at a beach, where I got in a fistfight with some light skinned guy with spiky black hair. Flash back to me running in a wilderness trail near the beach. I stop to stretch my arms, when, without warning, a bike rider passed by me from behind, almost colliding with me. It was that aforementioned jerk. When I returned to the beach, that guy confronted me. He accused me of trying to hit him earlier. I argued that not only was this just a near-accident, but that by not signaling me, he was responsible. He got unreasonably irate. Cue him starting the fight. We were pulled apart before things could get out of hand. Cut back to me running in the trail. I trip, and fall hand-first on a grapefruit-sized ball of semi-dried dog crap. Infuriated, I chuck it at a road median visible beyond a row of trees.

So I broke a long dry spell. Lesson here is: stay consistent with your reality checks. Found a dream character I was looking or quite easily too through just sheer expectation.

#549 - DILD - 10:30PM

The beginning is unclear but I am in an area like some sort of odd indoor playground. There are huge cubes stacked up and I am trying to get a tote down to the floor. I am having a hard time so I decide to fly down. I reach out and concentrate and summon some white angle wings. I toss them on my back and feel them as I flap down. It's more of a swimming motion than flying.

When I land I realize what I had just done and become lucid. I turn around and see a pretty woman sitting in that distance smiling at me. I return her smile and decide to impress her by doing various acrobatic tricks. I float up onto another large cube and do a back flip then a hand stand but I let myself fall flat on my back for fun and for the feel of it. I stand up and look at her. She is still watching but not reacting. I wanted her to join me. I decide to get close to her. She feels familiar. I get the sudden urge try to kiss her but something odd happens. The dream morphs and I am face first into some sort of clear plastic cylinder. I say yeah, "That's not the same (ass kissing)". I toss the thing aside and lean in again but this time I am face first into some sort of dish will pelleted pet food. I look up at her feeling confused. She laughs and says, "I need got to let you go." That phrase hit me deeply. Now realize something meaningful might be happening here. I say yeah, "Me too." At that moment I feel a shift in my mind pulling me to waking consciousness.

It wasn't until after I woke up who the woman was in my dream. If anyone could actually visit me in a shared dream it would be her. This is the second time this has happened that I can recall but, it's been many years since. The first time was a real nightmare right after I broke up her and boy was she pissed. I don't know if she really visits me like this. Of has this kind of dream power over me but it sure feels like it's possible. Hopefully she really did let me go this time. She scares me.

I enter a dream and walk in a house. I know it's a dream and acknowledge that I am really lucid and fly off. I see Elina and greet her. I keep on flying and see a big coupole house. I fly to the roof and look in through the glass, there is some kind of party where people are dressed up. I think about how to come in and think about how I can just open a hole through the roof. I try to point my finger on the roof and imagine how a hole is created but it does not work. I punch the roof but it has no effect. I try to stick my fingers into the roof and succeed. It's the same feeling when I walk through a wall, you have to constantly push in order to slowly come through. When all my fingers are through I separate them and a hole is created. It's very wide but not tall enough for me to enter. I make it taller by stretching it out with my hands. I fly down and talk with some people. A girl is complaining about her dress but I tell her that it's fine. I slowly fade out of the dream, trying hard to stay.

Notes: This is the first time I re-entered a dream. I do not remember when I re-entered but I woke up and just went back to the same dream after some seconds.

Created Wednesday 27 January 2021

At last, something worth mentioning. It's also been twelve days since my last LD. Twelve days too many, if you ask me.

Spoiler for Lots of words:

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Vaguely recall travelling a highway. I had my thoughts set on time dilation.

Dream 1 - The Scheme, Struggle, and Shapechanger

Scene 1 - Bowling Alley Billiard Scheme ft Kramer
The visuals were slightly blurred. Spectator mode. This follows a shabby group of people in a similarly run-down car as they go down an urban shopping district. Leading the crew is a middle-aged auburn-haired woman in a trenchcoat.

As she drives, she reviews some scheme she'd cooked up earlier. Along the way, she picks up Kramer from Seinfeld, who was also in on the plot. His task was to go into a bowling alley, and win some games at a rigged game of billiards.

Kramer's dropped off, and the crew waits. However, too much time passes. The bosswoman barges in, to find Kramer drinking the day away with a crowd at a bar. Frustrated, she deigns to pull the con off herself.

Unknown transition.

Scene 2 - Hard Working Interpreter
The visuals were slightly dim. Spectator mode again. Within a decent looking apartment suite, a light skinned, dark haired middle aged man is performing his morning routine. Through mysterious means, we're informed that he's an Englishman working as an interpreter for Japanese business people. It's said to be a strenuous task, not helped that said 'business people' were in all likelihood frontmen for a criminal organization. We see a clip of the interpreter relieving his stress with a bottle pack of Corona all to himself. The next day, the Englishman gets up late. He rushes to put on a suit, and grabs a canned nutritional shake for his breakfast. He had to hurry, as he was to take part in an important negotiation.

Transition.

Scene 3 - Hawk and Wolf
The visuals were slightly blurred. This occurs inside the narrow corridors of abandoned industrial facility, a maze of dusty concrete. I'd the perspective of a dark haired woman dressed in heavy, long-faded khaki hiking apparel. I 'recalled' she was well versed in many vocations, from animal studies, to hand-to-hand-combat, and even magic. The latter was revealed quickly when I (as the woman) was able to speak with some crows fluttering nearby. Those corvids said nothing of interest, merely expressing their wariness, so I continued along.

Skyrim drowned my thoughts momentarily. I remembered a supposed mission in a cave, during which events would change depending on the survival of an NPC's encounter with bandits. If he lived, the player had to make a very difficult speech check to avoid combat with him in turn. In any case, the primary objective was retrieving some McGuffin.

Anyway, I returned from my trance to 'reality'. I then recalled why I was in this derelict site in the first place: I was to rescue a bird, a robin, I think. I turned a corner, when I found my possible charge getting swarmed by a group of predators! Distinct among the beasts was a large wolf with brown fur. The rabid canine scares away his competition, leaving the bird solely at his mercy.

I knew better than to charge headlong. So, I climbed along the walls with impossible grace. Then, while the wolf still wasn't looking, I instantly shape-changed into a small hawk, and dive-bombed at his snout. The beast jumped back in fright, but soon sprang back at ready. This distraction allowed my ward to get away. More than annoyed, the wolf growled it would have his revenge for my meddling.

A frantic melee follows. At every interval, I'd weave just out of the beast's grasp, then retaliate with a quick swipe of my beak or talon. Of course, given the difference in size, I wasn't doing serious damage. I paused to 'recall' the rules of this shapechanging magic. Incidentally, said rules happened to be from D&D. Whatever the case, I opted to change into a black bear. I pounced upon the wolf, aiming my claws and fangs at his neck, but catching his shoulders instead. My opponent was in terrible shape, though I figured his counterattack would leave a mark...

The dream faded shortly after.

Dream 2 - Your Name Is Macheval

Scene 1 - Suburban Team Party
The visuals were blurred. Spectator mode. This starts outside a suburban house at night time. Soon, a sizable group rushes towards the front door. It's soon revealed the group were RED and BLU team members from TF2, the Heavy, Demo, and Spy distinguishable. After knocking on the door, a light skinned, dark haired woman answers, her young daughter not far behind. The Spy asks to be invited inside. The homeowner is hesitant, but allows the crew to enter. Big mistake. In minutes, the interior is ravished from the rambunctious antics of the Team.

Transition.

Scene 2 - What's a Macheval?
The visuals started slightly blurred. I was in an unknown house, hauling around filled large cardboard boxes in a daze. Soon, I was confronted by a pale, dark haired woman in her fourties. She complained that I misplaced her fractional distillation apparatus. I 'recalled' having used that for a chemistry project earlier, and mentioned as much. I sift through the luggage, and find it's in the wrong box (got mixed in with kitchenware, I think). This makes me worry I'd misplaced other things as well. The woman gets frustrated, and complains of my work. In my defense, I remind her that "the Apocalypse" only happened a while ago, and I'd happened to loot these things in that time frame. Logistics and organization just wasn't then a priority. This didn't placate her in the least.

Timeskip. I step outside to an empty backyard late at night. It's then I notice as to how light was the air. This brings much inquiry. Didn't take much longer to figure out the dream.

I gaze up at a wonderful sky full of stars. As usual, I'm drawn into the spinning cosmos as I slowly as I ascended. Ah, that never gets old. During my trip, I pass by colorful glowing spheres about 4 meters in diameter. I suspected these were mental misrepresentations of celestial bodies. Furthermore, a funky 16-bit tune sounded. It's possible it was a song I knew, but I can't recall which exactly.

It was then I thought of tasks. First in mind was lifting a heavy object. Conveniently, several meteors were passing by, craggy rocks well over three times my size. I reached out for them, but they'd eluded me. So, I follow one of the rocks as it fell into a planet. Once past orbit, I dived into its trajectory, and, just as we were about to hit land, I caught it. Still, its force of was great enough to drag me along with it, leaving behind a deep imprint on the dirt. After it stopped moving, I heaved it on my back. It was awkward to grip, but aside from that, there wasn't any difficulty.

With that done, I chucked it aside, then zipped around to find something else to do. Soon, I find myself in an empty urban streets surrounded by desert, still at night, of course. I made a super front flip up the roof of a long building. This reminds me of the related spindash task. And so, I start rolling in place. Initially, the visuals and sensations weren't very convincing, but that soon changed into a bewildering display that almost knocked me out of my senses. Somehow, I adjusted just as quickly. I spun faster and faster, before I launched myself off the building. Task complete.

I fall down onto a lone pathway in the middle of nowhere. As I travel down, I try remembering another task. A false one came to mind: create your own dance move. Even at the time, I figured it probably wasn't genuine, but oh well, it gave me something to do. Feeling silly, I jumped up, and made my legs lose consistency. My limbs dangled with the wind like wet noodles. The sight made me chuckle to myself, but upon landing, my joints stiffen back to normal. Aww.

Then, in the distance, I noticed the shadow of a megacomplex, glaring spotlights lining the site's perimeter under a night sky. I hurry past the gate, to enter a series of hallways flooded with chlorinated water. Many a folk were bathing in the area.6 Along the way, I noticed a violin duet playing, starting as a fast-paced flourish, then slowing into a waltz. I also gaze upon an extra curvy dark haired woman. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

I'm only momentarily distracted before I go back to recalling another task. The superhero one comes to wit. I try catching up to the dark haired woman, but she remained just out of reach. So, I turned my attention to some random child nearby, some skinny boy around 10 years old.

"Hey kid", I started. "What's my superhero name?"

Just then, another figure surfaced from below, a pale young girl with vibrant blue hair. "Macheval" (pronounced mak-ah-vle), she answers in deadpan.

"What was that?", I asked.

She repeats. "Macheval."

"So it's Macheval?"

The boy then interjects with a simple "yes."

Didn't really know what to think of the name. Also, I was weirded out by these creepy monotone kids. So, I thanked them, and scurried away.

The dream started fading. I quickly raised my hand as part of stabilization, only to see I was doing such in bed. So concluded the dream.