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Training Time!

Rating : ★★★★★

This was the roughest and most brutal training in my life. But, it's my DG we are talking about, after all.

I went to sleep at about 9 pm. I remember waking up from a series of dreams after the shorter REM periods, but I couldn't recall any of them, just a few fragments. At about 7 or so in the morning, I had this dream. I dreamed that I was in one of those bullet trains. I was travelling to my grandma's, in California, for some reason. She doesn't actually live there. I started to walk around the cabins for a bit of a stretch. No one minded me doing so. As I walked, I looked here and there and saw that each and everything was perfectly normal. One one of the seats, I saw my ex sitting there, busy talking to other people. Notice the dream sign. Not wanting to initiate a conversation, I hurry forward. I take just one more look, and see that her hair is bright blue, unlike the dark black IRL. I start to think about that. Various explanations offer themselves one after another, but none satisfies me.
I think hard about what it's like in real life, and the whole absurdness of the dream dawns on me. I become lucid. The train is moving quite fast. Looking out of the windows, I can see grassy fields. Quite a relaxing sight. Fearing that the dream would destabilize in a fast bullet train, I rub my hands, spin in a circle, and shout "Lucidity". The last one does not work. But the vision is good, so I continue my way through. One of my goals then was to produce tonnes of money. So I looked inside my back pocket, and find a wallet. Opening it, I see quite many $100 bills. I take out the whole bundle, which is now about double of what it looked like inside the wallet.
I notice that some of the people around me were looking at me suspiciously, perhaps even envious. I continue towards a restaurant, which somehow fits within the small train. Suddenly, I feel a sharp pain pierce my side, and after that, another piercing sensation in my back. Everyone in the train starts to scream, and exits hastily through two doors that would have been large enough for a castle front gate. Again, the pain was almost too much to bear. Never having been so deeply stabbed IRL whatsoever, I find the experience quite unpleasant. I grope around my back, and find a large knife buried deep inside it.
It felt that the knife had pierced my lungs, because I was having a hard time breathing. I look around for the attacker, and see a short, thin and bald man standing near me. He had a long scar running through the right part of his forehead, continuing through his temple, eyelids and cheek. He was looking at me with an evil grin, one that plainly says, "I'm gonna kill ya."
He grabs all of my money, and runs out of the train. I am too injured to even move, and fall to the ground. My blood is draining quickly. I am starting to black out. My vision blurs. It's all too painful, so much that death seems pleasant. I catch a glimpse of a fast movement, a moving sensation, and a flash of blue, before losing consciousness.
I regain consciousness. I appear to be in a black void. I remember now, someone stabbed me in a lucid. I realize that I am lying on my bed, concluding that I have woken up and still have my eyes closed. I open my eyes, and see bright sunlight. What the hell, since when was I sleeping outdoors? I realize that I am sleeping in a camping bed, with Leona beside me. A sudden, yet mysterious joy fills me. I am happy to see her again.
I ask, " Hey, Leona. Where am I? How did I get here?"
She says, "Well, you remember that you were stabbed pretty bad, right? That man ran off as soon as he got the money. I found you though, slumped on the ground like some dead rat."
"I see, so you brought me here?"
"No, it was my long-lost twin. Of course I did! Are men really that stupid?"
"Well, not really......."
"Never mind. Now, how do you feel? You can have weakness after injuries in a dream too, you know."
"Now that you mention it, I don't feel a thing! Thanks!"
"Don't mention it. Well, you seem pretty amateur at controlling your dream body. I think you need some training."
"That would be great! I will start right now!"
Little did I know that I was in for a surprise.
I get out of the bed, and Leona leads me to an open area. It was quite relaxing, with the scenery and the cool air. Leona was to be my opponent in training. She told me that we should first practice hand to hand combat. She stands at a spot, with a mischievous little smile that says, "Come at me with all you got."
Not wanting to waste my LD time, I stabilize the dream, and rush at her with all my might. I know she won't be an easy opponent, but what the heck. I try to deliver a punch at her face, but she dodges it with a simple tilting of her head, something like an amused expression. I knew that would happen, so I try to surprise her with a second one right after the first, hoping to connect with her stomach. She is just standing, and I am thinking, "Wow, I actually got her this time!", but all I feel is air.
A voice comes from behind me. "I know you through and through, your martial art is good, but it won't work against me." Instinctively, I round-house kick, but again, she easily dodges it.
"Come on! Don't tell me thats all you got!"
I tense my lower muscles, and deliver rapid kicks at her head. They were fast. Much more than real life. But again she dodges them like she is being attacked in slow motion.
Again, she disappears from my view, and again, appears behind me.
"Heh, you are slow, I got time to yawn."
I try to counter attack, but she grabs my wrist, and delivers a swift kick to my back, that knocks the wind out of me.
"Thats just the beginning, I didn't really hit you."
I get up, recover my balance, and charge at her again. I feint a punch at her, which she tries to avoid. I stop about half-way, which leaves her standing in an awkward position to avoid my punch. Seeing my opportunity, I try a back flip kick, aiming for the chin. I feel my foot hit something, and get real excited. Finally! Managed to hit her.
"Very good, but the thing you are hitting is a tree branch."
I look around, and see her right beside me. She has this glint in her eyes, and her pupils have become cat-like, narrow and long. Now I think about it, it could have been something related to vampires. Not giving me a chance to counter, she grabs my face, and throws me towards the opposite side. I am going so fast, what incredible power! I can't even righten myself, I feel helpless, with the sheer force of the throw. I crash into trees, breaking branches, tearing vines and messing up leaves. I pass through all of them, they can't stop me. I pass right through a bunch of trees, and finally collide into a stone rock. I hit it, bounce back a foot or two the way I had come. Such was the force I struck the rock with. I am sure that you all know how painful that is, so I won't go much into the feelings section. But every feeling was absolutely real. And painful. >_<
The collision made a crack in the rock. It felt as if a rib or two had broken. But still, I could fight. I look in my pocket for a pill, and a hand grabs my fist. Leona is there. Whoa! She traveled all that distance in a flash? She says, "No pills or cheap tricks, only your body."
I quickly step back a distance, fearing an attack again. I need to calm down. This is just a dream. No, it's MY dream. I can do anything here. Nothing is superior than me here. I focus my thoughts. I have to have greater speed. I need to be quicker.
As I focus my thoughts, a silver and black aura starts to emanate from me. I focus on my surroundings, to clear my vision. The aura is flowing out of me, like dark fire. I suddenly feel my body is a lot lighter, and my senses much sharper. It was a pleasant feeling, but I couldn't afford to get excited. The aura around me is thickening. Leona smiles.
"Now that's what I am talking about! Let me show you.....what is meant by 'power' !!"
She disappears. No, not this time, I think. With raw instinct as my guide, I catch her punch in mid-air, which would have hit my head. The force delivered to my hand is so strong that the ground beneath my feet gets depressed, and I sink an inch or two. Seeing an opening here, I use my other hand to punch her side.
With her still in my hand, she grabs my arm, so that one hand is trapped in mine, and the other is near my elbow. With me acting as a support, she jumps up, and lands behind me, making a full 180 degree turn in air. You know, the one you see in Jackie Chan movies. This happened in 2 seconds. Takes longer to explain it, tho.
I am taken by surprise with this move, but can still follow whats going on. The dream starts to destabilize. No! I have to land at least one hit! Leona tries to axe kick my head, but I block it with my arms. I am still fighting with her behind me, don't remember why, perhaps because it was more of a challenge. She tries to punch my head, but I tilt it again, causing the punch to fly past my ear. I grab her hand, turn around, and with surprising speed, direct a punch at her face. Her eyes are wide open, and she is defenseless. I stop my punch half an inch from her face, and as it stops, the wind of the punch moves her hair. She is totally surprised.
"Come on, you don't think I would really hit you, do you?"
"Heh, guess not. Well, good work for today. You definitely got me there, and I would have been in trouble if you had hit me. But this is only one hit, you still have far to go."
"Aw, man. Can't you be a little optimistic?"
She smiles, and soon the dream fades.

Oh my god! I have re-written this whole dream about 3 times and each time some shitty error came up or something and it all got erased!!
*sigh* OK one last try!

A False FA.

Rating : ★★★★☆

I dreamed that I was about to sleep in my bed. I was in my room, where everything looked perfectly normal. I try to WILD, and after some time, I feel my self (supposedly) entering SP. I was about to slip into dream state, when the doorbell suddenly rang. This snaps me out of SP. Somebody goes to open the door, and I hears loud, excited, and pleasantly surprised voices. Annoyed, I try to go back to sleep. Again, I was about to dose off, when my room's door suddenly bursts open, and one of my cousins come in, taking no notice that I was trying to sleep. She was one I haven't seen for years in IRL, but in my dream, she appeared to have come back from a holiday. She kept talking in loud voices, perhaps intentionally so I would wake up.
Unable to sleep anymore, I get up, and go to the bathroom to wash my face. Good thing I didn't do anything else! After that, I go to the dining room, where everybody is having dinner, and talking excitedly. The atmosphere looked quite bright. I eat my meal, not noticing any difference between this and a real meal. Then I go back to my room to catch some sleep, now too tired to WILD, and soon doze of into a dream sleep.
I wake up in the middle of the night, like we usually do. I realize that it would be a good time to FILD. Thus I move my fingers slowly, trying not to move the rest of my body. After about one minute, I look at my alarm clock. It's 1:30 am. Then I look away, and look at the clock again. It is now 4:25. I become lucid. The vividness of the dream wasn't that good, and it was unstable. I focus on the environment, and rub my hands. While rubbing, I notice that I have no hands, just a stub of a wrist, like the rest was cut off. I try to touch my non-existent finger, but I feel instead an invisible, jelly-like substance that I can not penetrate, preventing me from touching my fingers and palm.
Now that my vision is clear, I start to go out of the room, not wanting to run through the window and fly so early in a dream in case it ends. So I walk to the door, and pull it open. IRL, there is a small corridor in front of my room, a large mirror on the wall, and my bird's cage, a Mynah, hangs there. But when I open the door, there is the corridor alright, but there is no cage. Instead, my pet bird is walking on the floor freely, along with a white duck and a white dove. Where did these two come from? Amused, I continue, and come to the mirror. I can see that my image is warped from the bottom. I continue towards the living room. I see a large coffee jar on the center table. I try my telekinesis skills, using the invisible rope method to summon the jar to me. But all it does is levitate a meter above the table and sort of wobble towards me a bit, like an object in space. Annoyed by this, I grab the jar in mid-air and through it violently on the wall, but it just bounces off it like a rubber ball.
Defeated, I continue my way out. Normally, there is a spiral staircase that leads to the ground floor. But here, there are only two flights of stairs, one on right and another on left. They are in a very bad condition, which tiles coming off and the railings rusting heavily. Not bothering to climb down, I turn off gravity, grab the railing, and jump the whole staircase. It felt amazing, to do acrobats in a dream. I am slowly landing now, but then I grab a horizontal pole thats sticking out of the wall's side, and start to swing in circles. I let go, propelling quite high into the air, doing two back flips along the way, and land quite perfectly on the ground. Now I am in front of two ancient doors. The passage leading to them is very congested, making it difficult for me to get out. Finally, I manage to squeeze myself out, and now I am facing a highway, where cars are going by in high speeds. There is very little ground to stand on without stepping on the road. I am suddenly shocked when a large truck speeds past me, missing me by inches. I have had enough, I don't want to get killed in a lucid. So I look for a pill in my pocket, and take out everything inside it. I see some chewing gum wrappers, my mobile headphones, and other pieces of general trash found in the pockets of teens. ^_^ But there is no pill for me to grow wings with.
I turn back the way I had come, but now there is no door. Instead, I am now standing on a large platform, made of brown, polished marble. In front of me, there are two pillars and a rectangular wall, arranged in a pillar-wall-pillar formation. The wall is blocking my view, so I run up to it, imagining myself passing through it. I collide with it, and fall pitifully to the ground. The wall, though looking marble-like in appearance, seemed to be made of a spongy material. Having learnt my lesson, I walk up to the side of the wall. I am amazed by what I see. There is a whole city in front of me, with everything made of exactly the same material.
The platform is twenty or so meters high from the ground. Looking down, I see a not-so-busy road, and a line of shops. Turning gravity off again, (which I am quite good at) I jump off, again landing cat-like on the ground. Now I see a footpath, a few passersby going here and there, and a bench next to the road where three people are talking. I hear a guy saying, "Yeah, I heard burger king got flooded by turtles again." and someone replying, "They could make turtle steaks now."
I decide to join their conversation, and see that there is a guy and two girls sitting there, all perhaps sixteen or so. When I come over, the girls are cool with it, but the guy looks irritated, perhaps even jealous. Suddenly, he gets up, and grasps my collar, challenging me to a fight.
The landscape changes. We are now in a large open area, with barbed wires serving as a fence, so that none of us can escape. There is dark here, and no one around except us two. The guy has morphed into a gangster-like person, with quite some muscles and a chain in his hand. He runs towards me, about to attack me with a punch. I am calmly standing there, hands in my pocket, waiting for him to come closer. He is now inches from me, and I see his punch moving in slow-motion, about to connect to my face. I am a black belt in tae-kwon-do, no kidding. I tilt my head a little bit, and his punch misses. He attacks with his other hand, aiming for my stomach. I step swiftly and fluently to my side, ending my behind him. For those who know it, I jump up, and execute a tornado kick, that hits the back of his neck. He goes flying on his back, travelling quite a distance before falling down.



In a rage, he gets up, and charges for a second time. this time, he is much faster, which surprises me. But still, this is my dream after all. I take out a pill out of my pocket, which is somehow marked as, "fire". Don't know why, but I crush it in my hands. Suddenly, flames erupt from it, engulfing my whole body. But I do not feel a thing, it is surprisingly cool. I raise my hands, and see a tongue of fire emanating from them. Concentrating my aura, I gather all of the flames into a ball of fire, and shoot it at that poor guy. The flames char his whole body in an instant, and he slumps to the ground, unconscious.
I somehow end up in a bar, and thought I might as well order up a drink. I sit on the table, and notice everyone here looks like a bunch of juvenile delinquents. I continue to drink, amazed at how real it tasted. I look for my mobile in my pocket, but it is not there. Strange! It was there a moment ago! I look around, and see a bunch of people nearby smoking and leering at me.
I go up to their leader, and beat him up. The other guys seem scared by this, and one of them hands me my mobile back. I take it, and go back to my table. I put my hand in my pocket, and my mobile is lost again! Damn! How do these guys steal so fast?!
I go back to them, and the scene changes. I am back to the same ground. Now, there are all those people around me, with chains, knives, brass knuckles, and every kind of street weapon available. They all charge at me at once. I dodge a few attacks, smack a couple in the face, and kick more of them away, but there's still a lot of them. They grab my hands and legs, and start beating me up. One of them starts to violently punch my face, and another stabs me in the leg. They were really roughening me up. I was losing consciousness.
And suddenly, there was this flash of bright light. Everyone stops, and looks around. About 10 meters away, Leona is standing there. She says, "Tch..." as if annoyed. Another flash of light, and I find myself free, crouching on one knee beside her. There is a split second's elapse, and all of the thugs fall to the ground, badly injured. I was amazed, she defeated them all, in just a flash!
"You fool! You can't take on all of them by yourself! Not now, anyways."
I was like, "Huh?!"
"Believe in yourself. You are the master of this world. You have to believe that you can do anything. Hesitate, and you will die."
She disappears again. I soon lose consciousness, perhaps due to the wounds, and wake up.

Now this is where the fun starts. Now, I don't have any more nightmares of this kind, so I can enjoy my lucids. Finally!

Note: From here on, I will post my dreams in a rough order, because I don't remember the exact dates. However, once I have written all the dreams I can remember, I will update my DJ daily so you can read it in order. ^_^

I meet my DG



Rating : ★★★★☆

My first WILD, by the way.

I came home, very tired after a whole day at the beach partying with my friends, celebrating the beginning of summer vacation. I lay down on my bed, intending to WILD as it would be a good time to do so. I stay still, use some meditation to calm myself, and then start reverse blinking. I don't know how long I was going at it. After a while, I felt vibrations pulsing through my body. The vibrations start particularly with my hands, then spread throughout my entire body.
Eventually, I begin to enter SP. I hear a sound, like a whisper, or perhaps wind blowing. And I can see red and black lines flying around here and there. I was pretty excited on finally making some progress, but I told myself to calm down. Slowly, these lines combined to form weird shapes, which were also jumping about. It's was an amazing experience. Now they began to expand. They expanded until I could see nothing else, and then I felt a sucking sensation, as if I was falling into the mass of shapes.
I finally enter dream state. Just to be sure, I pass my finger through my palm. It easily goes in, but it leaves a hole in my palm. I remember I was very amused at this, and kept on punching holes in my palm until I was bored. Then I started to look around. I was in a vast, open area, with tall skyscrapers made entirely of glass. None of these buildings had a reflection. The whole landscape was completely deserted. I eat a pill that was in my pocket (another technique I am handy with) and grow black wings. I flap them and start to fly. It was amazing! I flew high and low, enjoying the feeling to my hearts content. This was the first time I remember being this happy in a dream. While flying, I do some stability techniques to stabilize the dream.
After a while, I land, now in a street full of shoppers and passer-byes. I try talking to them, but all anyone can say is, "Whatcha?" Again, I was very amused. Then I started to lose lucidity. I yell, "Increase Lucidity!" Nothing Happens. I rub my hands to try and stabilize the dream, but in vain. As a last resort, I spin. I am still spinning, and the dream ends. I am back on my bed awake. Suddenly, my clock starts to ring. It's a glow in the dark type, and I can see it's 4 o'clock. Then I turn it off and check the time again. It's now 11:30. I was like, eh? Another FA? Cool!
I slowly get out of my bed, but I find I can not move my body. Looking here and there, I see my usual room, but now someone was sitting on the chair of my computer table. It was a very pretty girl, about 18 or so, and looked French. She was wearing a deep blue dress, and was just sitting there, looking at me. As I saw her, I couldn't stop looking. I sensed an aura emanating from her, and I felt this sudden sensation of love and warmth, but with a hint of sadness. I have already described it in one of my posts. She starts to rise, and I notice I still can't move. She comes up to me, and is now standing directly above me. I am quite calm, knowing it's a dream, and besides, she didn't have a dangerous intention, I could sense it. (I am good at sensing auras ^_^) I can only gaze at her, mesmerized by her beauty, especially her shoulder-length hair, which were a blonde color.
She asks me, "Do you know who I am?"
"A dream character?"
"No, I am your dream master."
Confused, I say, "Huh? Do you mean dream guide?"
"You can say that."
"WOW! I have never met my dream guide before."
"Of course you haven't. How dumb do you think I am?"
"Sorry. Well, whats your name, anyways?"
"It's Leona."
"I see."
"Well, don't just lie there! Get up, you lazy asshole!"
I was shocked by that, and told her I couldn't move. But the she smiled and grabbed my arm, and pulled me up. "Follow me." she says, and leads me out of my room. I exit through the door, and come to a clear, green area, with only grass and a few trees.



I ask her, "Well, what do dream guides do?"
"I am here as your dream master, and I bet I can teach you a few things."
"Really? Like what?"
'Well, do you know how to summon objects?"
"Not really, though I have heard of it."
"Well, let's just try that first. First, focus on the object you wanna summon."
"Okay."
"Next, raise your hand and imagine it materializing there. You have to feel it materializing or it won't work."
I did as she instructed, and found the lightsaber I had imagined in my hands.
"Cool! What else can you teach me?"
"Thats it for now, I'm tired."
"Hey, wait! I wanna learn some more."
"Okay, this is a really cool trick. Imagine your real body lying peacefully in your bed."
I did so. "Now imagine yourself falling back into it."
Again, I did what she told me.
And then, I woke up. I had been tricked! That B*TCH!!


Well, thats it for today. I have perhaps four or so more dreams to share before I can post my latest ones. It's really late now, and I am tired of typing.
Be sure to comment and rate! Thanks!

Now, in the upcoming lucid, I FINALLY manage to solve my internal battle.

I love you.



Rating : ★★★★☆

I posted my problems on DV, and I got some VERY helpful advice from DarkMatters. He told me to try and talk to her, which proved to be very helpful and got rid of this for good. Thanks, Darkmatter!

After a long and tiring day, I feel asleep quickly. I was somehow reliving 9/11. I saw the two planes crash. I did what I could, warning people and telling them to get away. No one cared what I said, though. Then each and everyone of us witnessed the planes crashing, but in my dreams, they were more like space shuttles. I was inside the building at the time, and I got the full impact of the blast. I fainted, or perhaps died, and woke up. I thought, man, why do I get killed in my dreams. As I am thinking, I notice that my bedroom has a pink wall paint rather than the blue IRL. And I notice that my vision is blurred at the edges, and THAT was somehow making it difficult to breathe. I look at my hands. The are no hands! There is only my wrist, and my palm and fingers seem to have been cut off. I become lucid. I rub my hands to make my vision clearer, and it is successful. Now with real-life-like vision, I proceed out of my room. IRL, just outside my room is a big mirror, and I saw that in the dream as well. When I looked in it, I saw a corpse version of myself. I thought, eh? That reminds me of something! I have to try talking to that zombie girl! Maybe I can solve this once and for all! Now my heartbeat starts to race. I come closer to the mirror, and put my hand into it. The mirror is like water, and waves emerge from the point where my hand touched it. I climb into it, and teleport to where I thought I would find her.
I am now standing in a dark valley. There is only one lamp, which is flickering feebly. It's is total darkness, darker than night. I steel myself, telling myself that it's just a dream. I proceed, and I see a door in the wall. I thought, Good! Now I can bring her out. Using the behind-the-door technique (my specialty), I manage it. I come into a room, which is bright with light. I can see that girl, crouched in a corner like something stuffed out of sight, not loved and not wanted. Suddenly, even after my horrific experiences with her, I feel pity for her. She suddenly notices that I am here, and gets up. I see the same familiar face, but it's wet with tears now. She tries to grab my throat, and I resist the impulse to run away. Instead, I make her hug me. Holding her close, I say, "I am not scared of you anymore. Why are you doing this? Why do you always scare me in my dreams? I can help you, if you want."
She seems surprised a bit, the starts to sob on my shoulder. While I am holding her, she starts to transform, turning taller, as if morphing into an older person. I look at her, and I see she has changed into my ex. I was quite moved by this. Still crying, she says, "Why do you hate me? I couldn't help it."
After which, she starts to mutter something which I cannot understand, all the time sobbing on my shoulder. I realize what was going on all this time. I hold her more tightly, and say, " I love you. Don't think that I don't. You are a part of my subconscious, and I love you as anyone else. Please stop crying." As soon as I said it, I felt her get lighter and lighter, until I realize she turns into a mere vapor and starts to fade away. I heard only one last word from her, "Thanks."
I was a little sad, and I lost all my excitement after this. I was in no mood to try any stuff either. I found myself, somehow, by the seaside. It was still night. I was at the Bahrain Bridge, near to my home IRL. This is how it looks like:



It starts to pour rain. No lightning, just heavy rain. And I am standing against the railing, lost in thought.

I woke up after some time. It was a Thursday, so I was free. (We have weekends on Thursday and Friday) I lay in my bed for a good two hours, thinking.

09.06.2010

Simulated Dream World. (WBTB)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I wake up at 3oClock, not sure why. However, I had planned to force myself to stay awake for a while and instead of going back to sleep, I flicked the T.V on and endured 15 minutes of Takeshi Castle, before sleeping again.

The earliest memories of my dream are of me arriving to this large building, the rest of my school year are also hear, apparently it's a school trip. The building is huge, one of those buisnessy buildings that try and look friendly, this one has a large fountain outside and looks very new and clean. As I walk through the double doors into a lobby, it occurs to me that we are all here to take part in an online poker tournement. (Probably because I was watching poker a lot the day prior.) So I go to a desk with a woman behind it and she ushers everyone into another room. The room is full of computers, everyone takes a seat and logs in.

At this stage something changes, I forget about poker and enter a simulated world (I also watched the Matrix trilogy recently, T.V should have less impact on me.) There is a gap in my memory in the dream, I vaguely remember walking down a street, there were skyscrapers and lots of people, I recall being impressed that so many people could be simulated. -The gap occurs here, what is significant is that durin this gap I realise on some level, that this is a dream-

In spite of this knowledge I am not thinking rationally, my mind somehow reasoned that despite me being in a dream, because I am in a simulated world, I have no control over it. So I continue as before, but now there is that realization in the back of my mind. I meet with a girl, she is strikingly beautiful. We walk for a while around the city, I forget most of the dialogue, but I remember two things, the first she told me her name, which I now have forgotten, but think I may recall soon, I did remember when I woke up. Secondly a patch of dialogue I remember immaculately. With the belief I was about to deliver some truely ground breaking information, I tell her "This whole world isn't real, the people, everything is simulated", to this she simply replies "I know." This confused me, I think I concluded that she two must be a real person logged into this simulation, the dialogue between us continues for a while. Finally our walk ends and we kiss, she leaves but we plan to meet again.

In this gap my mind briefly skips back to the idea that this is a dream, however I find this information confusing. I perform a reality check, my hands appear strange but I conclude that they are not distorted but rather simulated. Unable to reach a conclusion my mind thinks of my friend Steve, because we often talk about lucid dreams, I believed that he would be able to explain the situation to me. Then I also remembered that I wanted to attempt to cross into his dreams, to see if there is any evidence for shared dreams, of which I am very skeptical. Despite the fact this was a dream, my mind was still caught up on the simulation theory, so I concluded that I would not be able to open a link between the two dreams. Conversely, I decided it would be possible to leave the simulation and get Steve from the room we were all in at the start of the dream.

Surprisingly I find the room how I remembered it, which is unusual in my dreams, leading me even more to believe that this may actually not be a dream. Finding Steve at a computer, we talk briefly and then I am back within the simulated world, also how I remember it, but now we are both here.

Steve is undecided, but we soon forget about that and I become pre-occupied in showing him around, he seems quite excited and I sumarise that it must be him. I introduce him to the girl (It's really agrivating her name was long, it had an extra syllable at the end like isa, or isy or a, or something.) Anyway we are all talking, and my memory for dialogue is atrocious, anyway me and Steve leave a Cafe, which is where the three of us had been conversing and we hear a, "Hey you!" or something to this effect.

We begin running from these two men, dressed in face scarves they appeared more bandit like, than gansta though. We quickly get away by vaulting a wall and scrambling down next to a river, we hide on some rocks under the center of a large bridge. Then further down river, off the road above, we watch as motorcyclists drive straight off the side clearing the majority of the river, landing in the shallows and driving up a bank on the otherside. Three do this, the last does a backflip much like Trinity on the matrix, when she jumps of the motorbike, the difference being he lands back on it. Me and Steve start laughing impressed, but a little perplexed by the behaviour. Then suddenly two more bikes come from under the bridge in the water, I look closer and these are actually water bikes, or jet skis w/e the name is. On them are those two bandit men, and we begin to fight. Quite quickly I find myself withstrained, the other has followed Steve, who has made it to the bank, he grabs a white bag and throws it to me, before getting grabbed by the leg and pulled back into the water. I catch it and hit the bandit holding me with it, on closer inspection, the bag was full of rocks and thorns and proves to be an excellent weapon.

I run over and hit the bandit off Steve, the bandit travels a reasonable distance and it is at this stage I finally realise properly that this is a dream.

We make it back up to the road, I turn to Steve and tell him "I am the one", which is really a bit sad. Anyway, he looks at me sceptically, but I am now convinced. I say, "This is all a simulation, but that's within my dream, I'll prove it". We walk past a dream character on the street, I raise my arm and I say (A little bit sadistically really :S) "Die". For a moment nothing happens, but then she grabs at her throat and falls to the floor, dead. At this stage Steve stops talking, and I question his position in all this, I remember rationalising all this out loud. "Is this a shared dream? We met outside the simulation, but no both parts are a dream, and you were in the building from the start." I stare at Steve for a moment, amazed at how I can create people who resemble there real conterparts so well.

I continue walking now alone, and find myself outside a bar. I look at my hands and say "Clarity" precautionally, because the dream is still going strong. I enter the bar and examine all the faces, I hadn't seen any of them before yet they were all just part of my imagination. Then my eyes come across Clarissa (I remember now, pretty sure that was her name). The pub was split into two rooms, both public, she indicates the other half with a movement of her head and cheeky grin, before walking seductively into the other half. Needless to say, I'm fairly chuffed, and begin to follow. A balding man is entering the room with a plate of food, and I realise how public this room is going to be, I grab him by the shoulder and pull him lightly, I say "Not you." Next thing I realise all the dream characters have dissapeared, I enter the room and Clarissa is their alone, I quitely praise myself for having such a brilliant subconcious. I walk over to her and we begin to kiss and... I typically wake up.
Longest and best lucid I've probably had though. Writing it up doesn't do it justice.

NOTES
I am in a strange assault vehicle with MoSh, Raven, Tigress, and Silverwolf. We are battling another team in an assault vehicle in a large Colloseum.

Part of an early lucid. The dream as a whole was fairly uninteresting, but this piece has stuck with me since I experienced it. Enjoy.

BONUS ENTRY OF DOOM!

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They Paved Paradise (DILD)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







I struggled. Each time I lifted my arms up to find a new handhold in the snow-covered cliff-face challenged my fortitude. My breath shot visibly from my lungs into the chilly night air. Determined to complete my objective, I pressed onward. Soon enough, I pulled myself up onto the ledge overlooking the forested valley below me. Taking a moment to study my surroundings, I turned my head to the left. What I laid my eyes upon will stay with me for the rest of my life. Before me, amidst all this seemingly natural beauty, was a parking lot.

And yet, the presence of the parking lot was not what caught my interest. You see, the detail overwhelmed me. The lot stretched out into the distance towards an indeterminable end, the light from the streetlights played perfectly on the dancing snow as it fell, and I could actually make out every distinct texture and color along the hard black asphalt. The amazing part? Everything I just described existed solely as a creation of my mind. I was dreaming.

Originally Posted by Hazel

I try to forget, yet SHE is constantly reminding me... *sigh*

1- A Kinship with the Queen
I am standing in front of a cemetery, talking to the Queen. Some of the graves are walking around, talking to the other graves. One of them looks like a small, long-necked dinosaur. The Queen warns me not to get too close, because some of the graves aren't yet resigned to their fate and may be aggressive.

Next to us is an enormous shelf filled with countless cards. On each card is a name. The Queen explains that this is an index of everyone in the entire kingdom. She says she must draw six cards for execution. "Wait a minute," I say, "how many people did you execute last time?"

"Six," she replies. "And six before that, too." ((I didn't realize the number reference until I woke up.))

"So you're just executing six RANDOM people for your own pleasure!?"

"Yeah... That's how we choose people for jury duty, too."

A bit later, I come back to find that the card system is gone. She... got rid of it because of me?

*lapse in memory*

I return to the kingdom a while later, confused about how long I've been gone. Also, this seems to be a computer game... I get a picture from my friend Goldenwolf of a purple T-Rex. It's cute, but definitely not up to par with her real talent. We meet up and explore the world together. To start with, we're on a beach, and I find some cool looking coins in the sand. One of them has a unicorn on it, which is Goldy's familiar in the game. She says that her unicorn was the one who minted this coin.

After coming out of a toy store, I tell her that I have to pay a visit to the castle. "Okay," she says, "see you later."

At the castle, the Queen is waiting to greet me. "Sarah!" she exclaims in delight, hugging me.

"Um, I wanted to thank you," I say to her, a bit awkwardly.

"Thank me?"

"For getting rid of the card system."

"Oh, that... Well, I didn't want you to be unhappy." She leads me into a back room, instructing me to stand on a ledge in front of a curtain. She warns me not to step backwards, because the *unremembered word* is behind the curtain. I'd had a bad encounter with this stuff earlier and don't want a repeat experience, so I watch my footing.

The Queen pulls back the curtain, revealing a tub filled with tar-like swirling liquid. An evil voice is coming from it, from the very depths of Hell, telling of events yet to come. After a while, the Queen closes the curtain. Her body has now swollen up like a balloon, a temporary effect of the *unremembered word*. She can't even stand!

My fingers are suffering the same abnormality, but this seems to be my only side effect. I know for a fact she bathes in this stuff, much to my disapproval, so I assume this is why she is in much worse condition than I am.

She asks me if I'll help her move a refrigerator, and I say that I will. I walk out of the room. When she comes out, she is once again her slender self. "We have to wait for my fingers," I say, watching as they slowly shrink back to normal size.

"Why did you gaze into the *unremembered word* with me?" She asks abruptly.

"Because you told me to," at her almost sad look, I add, "...and because I wanted to see what would happen."

She smiles at me, but it doesn't reach her eyes. "You know, you could be Queen if you wanted to." At these words, my real life comes to me in a rush. My name... the Queen... Leroy... regicide... Could I really take her place?

"I don't know if I could," I answer, thinking of how stressed she looks. Still, the idea is intriguing.

"The last person who was in your position had his head permanently shrunken three times smaller than it's normal size. Only your fingers were affected, and they're better now. You're a natural."

Paranoid, I feel my head. "Oh God, it feels smaller!" <<partially joking, partially being a hypochondriac

The Queen glances down and mumbles quietly, "There is no God here..."

I want to say something, but I cannot think of a good response to that.

22.05.2010

Green Grass, High Tides, and Tall Drops (DILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Looking down at her finished painting, I smiled at the stick figures it had taken her five Fast Forwards to complete. It was a rough depiction of a hilled cliff-side, and each person in the piece was crudely labeled. Well, let's see what I can do. I grab her hand.

"Hold on tight."

I Teleport.

The world around us spins as it fades almost instantaneous into blackness. Remembering the painting of the supposed future, I reach my other hand down into the void and feel the cool dew-covered grass that was going to be beneath us momentarily. Sure enough, we reach our destination.

Vivid blue skies with their whiter than white clouds lined the green-hilled cliff-side. In the distance, deep-blue shining oceans met the lighter colored skyline. The beauty of this place was both surprising and awe-inspiring. A little ways below us were a few of the characters from the painting, lounging on the edge of the cliff. I let go of the painter's hand, and she immediately took off.

Wanting to really bring the picture to life, I started rolling down the hill. Spinning, spinning, ever faster, alternating blue skyline and green grass--oh the wonder of it all. And then I ran out of ground.

Shit.

As it was, my current trajectory would land me face first into some rocks protruding from the cliff-face about a hundred feet down. Not fun. Turning mid-fall, I powerfully kick off from the side of the cliff, netting me just enough distance to have nothing but air between me and the water 300 feet below. Tumbling downward, I couldn't help but think, Hitting the water at this height will be like hitting concrete.

Thanks rationality, you're a real life-saver.

Not wanting to take the easy route out and fly away, I let myself drop, picking up speed every second. Almost at the water, I brought my feet below me, pointed my toes downward, and crossed my arms in front of my chest. Below, several groups of people were already in the ocean, enjoying the relatively calm waters. Almost there. . .

SPLOOSH!

The sensation as my feet broke the surface and my body shot down into the refreshingly brisk water was beyond words. A blue universe surrounded me, and I didn't have a care in the world. Floating there, weightless, pumping cold liquid though my lungs, I relished the experience. I didn't want to wake up.

So, I didn't. . .

Not for awhile anyways. >.>

14.05.2010

Friendly Fire is On (Non-lucid)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

They surrounded us. Upwards of 40 low-life frat boys, all wearing the exact same grey shirt, sneered at me and my new-found HvZ friends. Well, this outing just got interesting. As they moved ever closer, our small group was soon split up. One of the punks pushed me backwards into his bro. The bro grabbed my arms, but I wasn't going down without a fight. Breaking free, I elbowed him in the gut, which made him stagger back and fall to the ground. It's a start.

Reaching down to my side, I drew my Katana in a quick motion and put it to use immediately. Two down, three down, four down. . . They dropped like flies as my skillful slashes tore through their numbers. My blade thrusted forward into the gut of one of them; I tore it out his side, before realizing my mistake. This was one of my new friends. Tossing my blade to the side, I catch him before he falls. "Fuck. . . Didn't mean to do that."

"Watch where you're swinging that thing," he sputters weakly. I put my hand to his wound.

"It's going to be okay," I assure him as a green light emits from my palm. Infusing the area with energy, I quickly heal the wound to the best of my abilities. "That should hold up for now, but take it easy for awhile." He nodded and walked off.

Turning my attention back to the frat-boys, verily pissed, they don't seem too phased by the incident. We'll just have to change that. Picking my sword up, I swiped at the nearest one, rending open his chest. The fact that all of them were unarmed didn't matter to me one bit. I'd kill them all the same. Turning, I bring my blade down across the left side of my victim's neck. As he died, he looked into my eyes, as if to ask 'Why?' It was another friendly.

"Goddammit! I haven't know any of you long enough to distinguish you in battle!" I stormed off, frustrated. Passing everyone on my way to the nearby woods, ignoring them into oblivion, the small golden colored dog from before--the one we had followed into this mess--yipped at me annoyingly. With a single flick of my Katana, I silenced it, cleanly severing its head from its body. The body stood there for a moment, as the bloodied head rolled out of sight, before slumping to the ground. I just kept walking.

Originally Posted by Hazel

Back, after a VERY extended absence. Hopefully I'll be coming here more often. (And WOW, the place has changed!)

5/10/10

1- Blood, Gore, and the Dinosaur
The dream begins at a church, where I am attending the funeral of someone I don't know with my family. One of the ladies is supposed to sing a solo in honor of the deceased, but the people in charge of the music accidentally play a really joyful, upbeat song which makes everybody laugh and ruins the melancholy mood.

I find a lot of money in the pew, which leads me to believe I may be dreaming. Although my nose-pinch reality check fails, I still have my suspicions...

Later, I go to the bathroom and start coughing up blood. It's not coming from my lungs, though; it's more like a reverse nose bleed. I'm beginning to fear that I'll drown, because there's just SO MUCH of it. (And let me tell you, it looked, felt, and tasted completely real.) Alarmed, I leave the bathroom to tell my parents... only to discover that I'm completely naked. "Okay, I HAVE to be dreaming," I say to myself and do another RC. This time it works, and I am officially lucid.

I immediately remember that I MUST speak with Leroy, so I try to summon him. Instead, I am greeted by a Lady who is dressed in White. She tells me that she's wounded, and that I need to kill the creature that's chasing her while she heals herself. I try to explain that I don't have the time, that I'm looking for someone important. Apparently I don't have an option. The creature chooses that moment to burst into the room and start attacking us. Weaponless, I am barely able to defend myself as the Lady bolts from the room, telling me to let her know when it was dead.

This is not an easy beast to slay. Our battle carries over outside, where the Lady is watching. She is "encouraging" me to kill it, asserting that she hasn't much time to waste. Finally, I grow spikes from my shoes and stomp on the creature again and again, grinding my heal and mutilating it beyond repair. It's still making noises, though, which worries me.

"Is it really dead?" I ask the Lady anxiously.

"It doesn't matter, we have to keep going."

"You don't understand. I can't help you anymore, I have to look for Leroy."

"Leroy..." she murmurs vaguely, "I think I know him."

I ask if she can help me find him, but she insists that she has to overcome everything that's after her in order to become immortal. Just then, we encounter one of these "things" and are forced to fight again. This time she's a bit more help, although now I have no real memory of the incident.

Afterwards, I am now armed with a butcher knife (the square-ish kind) as we take shelter in a rotting tree house. The walls are set up to only be high enough to prevent you from falling out, so there's about four feet of space between the walls and the roof. I am about to ask her what we have to fight next, when I see a HUGE T-Rex charging straight towards us.

"You've got to be joking! How the hell do you expect me to fight a dinosaur!?" I obviously have no other choice, however. As the T-Rex (who, according to my "comrade," is named Leo) growls loudly and says something in a deep, angry voice about how us "cave people" took over the world. Resigning myself to the fact that I'd have to fight to live, I quickly rush the dino and slash at him with my knife. His tough hide prevents any damage from being done. Leo slashes my arm open, and I am forced to back up against the opposite wall.

I begin kicking the walls out to secure an escape route if the situation called for it, though I don't plan on retreating. I cannot describe how intense this situation is at the time; it lasts for quite a while, and I am cursing up a storm as I attempt to fight this gargantuan lizard. My companion temporarily dies at one point, leaving me to fend for myself. (Not that she was much help in the first place.)

Somewhere along the line, the dinosaur is replaced by a crazy lady who, of course, is bent on killing me. For the moment, however, she is forcing me to dance with her as she describes in vivid detail how she's going to kill me. (We're in a kitchen, though I don't remember how we got there.) As we dance close to the counter, I attempt to grab a knife behind her back... but miss and get a fork instead. On my second try, I succeed in acquiring the knife, but she notices and throws me backwards. Fed up, I charge toward her and stab her repeatedly (and somewhat psychotically) in the stomach until she dies.

Her blood is really warm, almost hot, and my hands are slick with it. The Lady in White comes back as I am attempting to clean up the crimson mess. "Good job," she tells me. After I get all the blood off my hands, I brandish my knife and manage to transform it into a razor sharp sword. I slash through the air a few times to test it, then turn to the Lady.

"Are we done yet?" I ask her.

"Not quite. First we have to make it through the Zombie Apocalypse."

"WHAT!? How long is THAT going to take?"

"Only about three hours."

"Three hours! I just fought a dinosaur! Can't I rest first?" That question is answered by the sound of approaching zombies. Cursing, I quickly follow the Lady into a creepy looking abandoned building, but the dream ends before I can fight anything else.

5/11/10

1- Gary (fragment)
Somehow a naked picture of Gary from Pokemon has found it's way onto my laptop, and no matter what I do I cannot get rid of it. I am commenting to someone that it's not even a good picture of him. ((Weird, considering that not only has it been ages since I've seen Pokemon, but I never liked Gary in the first place.))

2- The Evil Virus of Doom
I am in Chemistry class with a bunch of raucous, misbehaving students. Our teacher has left the room for some reason. Several of my classmates run out into the hallway, because it is rumored that one of the students in another classroom is suffering from a horrible skin condition (or some similar ailment) and they want to check it out.

When the teacher returns, all of the students have made it back except for one. The teacher yells at him furiously, nearly bringing him to tears.

Later, a deadly computer virus is going around, and I am desperately trying to keep my laptop away from all of the infected computers. The virus is after people as well. One of my friends lays down across a bed in some hotel, and a little mechanical voodoo doll walks out from the headboard and stabs her in the head with a needle, infecting her. Alarmed, I pick up my laptop and keep away from the walls as I hurriedly exit the room to get help.

Originally Posted by Hazel

2/10/10

1- The Zombie Dance
I become lucid while shooting jets of water out of my fingertips, and immediately remember my task. I MUST speak with Leroy. He's being an @$$ as usual, ignoring me when I call out his name. "I KNOW you can hear me!" I call out in frustration. Still no sign of him. Annoyed, I go outside in hopes of finding those creepy kids again. Maybe they'll be of some help this time, sice I eliminated their penguin problem. When I get to the road, I see that they are no longer in their usual spots. I do, however, spot two figures walking away from me, to the west. Quickly I catch up with them.

The first one is my lab partner from Chemistry. The other, while physically unfamiliar, seems...

"Who's your friend?" I ask my lab partner, though I'm fairly sure...

"I thought you knew him. This is Le----"

"Leroy!" I exclaim, with more delight in my voice than I had intended. "You look different again. Like a street punk." (Still hot as ever, though...)

He greets me in some kind of weird slang, making fun of my observation.

They begin walking quickly, so I latch myself onto Leroy's arm in order to not get left behind. "Wait, I have a lot of questions---" We suddenly make it to the graveyard, and I am startled to see that there are zombies everywhere.

"Welcome to The Dungeon," Leroy tells me with an evil grin. I just know he's going to leave me here to fight the zombies all by myself.

Because I'm clinging to Leroy's arm so tightly, my lab partner assumes that I'm afraid of the zombies. He's partly right; an aura of fear is coming from the zombies, and it radiates from Leroy as well. I'm terrified of them both, but it's easy to ignore. My real fear is that Leroy is going to leave me again. He STILL hasn't answered any of my questions!

I can tell he is about to go, so I act without thinking. I tackle him to the ground, and we begin fighting again. As usual. This forces me into a false awakening, ending the dream.

Originally Posted by Hazel

1/1/10

1- Fangoria
Vampires have taken over Barnes and Noble, and as a slayer it is my duty to dispose of them. Their hoarde is located in a secret underground room, which is guarded by enslaved humans and a group of vampires known as Moon Guards. Most of the humans in the store are unawar of all this, and if any of them wander too close then the Moon Guards will capture them.

My Master distracts the Moon Guards, and the humans allow me to enter. I head straight to the armory to upgrade my weapons. While I am looking at swords and battle axes, the leader of the vampires, Victor, arrives with his daughter. We have a long talk, but despite an almost friendship we cannot come to a compromise.

The battle cominces. Victor attacks first, and I start chopping at him with a razor sharp hachet. It embeds deep into his neck, coming free of my grip. I switch my sword to my right hand, slicing through a bookshelf to show its power. While Victor recovers, his daughter stabs a dagger into my arm. Ignoring the pain, I attack her with daggers of my own, then impale her through the heart with my sword. She falls to the floor, blood pouring from her mouth.

Victor lets out a howl of misery and lunges at me, but I throw up my sword just in time. He has now suffered the same fate as his daughter. I begin to cry, grieved that it came to this. I hadn't wanted to kill them, but they gave me no choice.

Originally Posted by Hazel

Wow. O_O I had an amazingly long lucid last night. And. . . Wow.

1- My Devilish Dream Guide
I have had more than my fair share, but I grab some more of the treats and sneak them off to my room for later. I notice that it is getting dark, so I flip on my light. There is a brief pause, then the light flickers on for a moment and promptly dies. "Well, it blew." I turn to go find a new bulb when I decide to RC. "It is a dream sign, after all." And it. . . Passes? Wow, I don't even remember going to sleep. I instantly remember my mission to find Anne, so I walk outside. It is early morning; the sun is not yet over the horizon, so i give it a bit of help. (Which works a little too well, the sun flies across to the opposite horizon instead.) Oops.

I begin to call out Anne's name, when I notice some children playing across the street. They give me the creeps, but I approach them anyway. (A horrible sense of dread lurks in the air, but I do my best to ignore it.) "Hey, do you know anyone named Anne?" I ask the nearest child, a boy of about 9 or 10.

"No," he says.

The children are all really crazy, hiding from the "evil penguins that live in the forest." I hear something running through the woods, but I continue down the road, calling for Anne. "Anne, I know you can hear me! Anne!!!" The children are following, chattering quietly. A bunch of other people are following as well.

I turn around. "Okay, all dream characters leave! Now!!!" Several of them vanish, but the majority stay. I sigh in annoyance and keep walking.

We come to a place with a beautiful lake, sparkling in the sunlight. I put my hand in and it feels like real water. A forest is in front of us, and something is coming. My companions are afraid, and I am getting paranoid (something had apparently been stalking me through the woods the entire dream, starting with the "evil penguins") so we hurry back the way we came. The Strong Man is trying to hold onto me, but I break his grasp and take flight.

Some girl is now chasing me, jumping up and trying to pull me out of the air. She wants me to kill whatever is after us, but I have more important things to do. Somehow we are now in a building, and I have my back pressed to the ceiling to avoid her grasp. (Doorways are a problem, though.)

Eventually, I make it back to my house, a bit frustrated. I see a dog begin to approach me. "Stephanie?" I ask. It comes closer and I begin to pet it. "Speak," I say. The dog makes a few moaning noises. "Speak in ENGLISH. I don't understand dog."

The dog sighs and looks at me resentfully. "Very well." now I can see why it didn't want to talk. It's voice sounds like Alpha from Up.

It begins to recite a poem, which basically says that this dream is cursed because I know who my Dream Guide is and I refuse to accept it. That would explain the sense of dread the entire dream...

"You mean Leroy, don't you?" I ask, annoyed. The dog nods and walks off. After a moment, I sigh. "Wait! Leroy! Leroy!!! I'm sorry!!!"

Suddenly a man appears. He has long red horns coming out of his head and medium-length brown hair. He is dressed in the garments of a Dark King. "Leroy?" I ask, my eyes practically bugging out of my head. He was. . . hot. Incredibly hot.

"Yep. Miss me?"

"You look. . . different."

He explains the reason for the change, but I don't really remember it. (I was undoubtedly too busy staring at him.)

My worst fear has come true. And besides that, I think Leroy is the devil... I remember asking, the little mummy from so long ago, "How exactly did you become a charred corpse?" To which he replied, "My parents burned me." But regardless...

04.05.2010

Serious Business (DILD)

★★★★★

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

CRASH!

I burst through the glass, quickly drawing my blade. Still arcing in the air to the grass below, I shout "Bankai!" releasing the true power of my sword. As I looked down on the lightsaber battle ensuing in my backyard, I see several friends caught up in the fray. Still falling, I bring my hand up to my face and tear down my Vizard mask, enjoying the rush of power. Landing skillfully on the grass, everyone notices my entrance. The clash of sabers ceases as I look up through my red and white mask. I pick a target.

Walking casually into the battle, I relieve someone of his fight, pushing him to the side. Taking a relaxed stance, my blade in one hand, the young 'Jedi' acting as my opponent stares back at me, terrified. He makes a cautious pass at my left side with his green lightsaber. Sneering behind my mask, I parry, flick his weapon away, and stab him in the shoulder, all in one motion. As he staggers backwards, it's easy to see how pissed he is. He charges at me, letting loose a guttural cry.

Still relaxed, I deflect each of his thrusts and slashes, but my complacency gets the better of me. The saber cuts through my side as I jump away, avoiding the brunt of what would have been a fatal blow.

FZZSHHEEWW!

A sharp pain shoots up my right arm as I finally take notice of the other 'Jedi' who have come to aid their comrade. Surrounded, a feeling of panic blossoms at my core. Sensing my moment of weakness, the group attacks as one. I do my best to defend myself, but a few blows end up getting through. I shout violently, emitting a wave of energy that pushes them all backwards. My fiery rage burns away any previous inhibition. "That's it. No more of this fucking kiddie shit."

In a flash, I cut down a 'Jedi' to my left, severing his body into 5 pieces instantaneously. Fear strikes the others as I stand there, bloodied blade in hand, 20 feet from where I was less than a second ago. Before the pieces of the man I just killed could hit the ground, they begin to run, but not fast enough. I speed from one victim to the next, dismembering and mutilating their bodies as I go. My speed and precision is unparalleled. And yet, despite my rampage, save the first, I leave them all alive. . . mostly.