non-lucid

i was skateboarding near my brothers new house. all good fun but was finding it impossible to even walk up hills. then we decided to go out for the night. the first place we went to didnt serve booze but it had good looking food and great looking juice things served in massive fish bowl type things. i ate a hot samosa and it was incredibly realistic. we decided to go to manchester for a drink and a party. when we got there we went to my mates (Fi) work who said we were really early for the party but it didnt matter.

Was working at the local supermarket, as i still am, with a friend of mine who was a little strange. I clearly recognised the supermarket but i have no idea who that "friend" was. All went well until that friend started acting very oddly. He stole something from me, i have no idea what he stole but i had to chase him through the entire supermarket to get it back. Luckely there were no customers or things would've gotten very complicated. After retrieving what was mine i had to deal with more stupid things he did and i started to hate him. Eventually our workshift ends and i go home gladly.

Only had a meager 6 hours of sleep. so i only remember a fragment in which i meet an old classmate, who somehow drops a lot of money. I try to bring it back to him but on the way i meet people who warn me about him, telling me he would scam me. I was confused because i hadn't known him like that back in the days, and kept looking anyway, confident everything would be fine. I didn't recognise anything other than the classmate and the dream ended.

Recently, I've found that it's not the content of the dream that makes it interesting, It's the clarity. Generally more vivid dreams are more logical and interesting. Blurry and choppy ones are less interesting.

I had survived some sort of apocalypse, and was the last human alive. The only other living thing that I remember seeing was this hamster or something that I was holding in my hand.
I was in the yard of a house. The windows were broken and the house looked decayed. The yard was overgrown with grass and weeds.
I knew that I was the last person on earth, and I realized that I should find things to help me survive. I decided to start collecting everything that I could find.
I noticed that there was garbage everywhere, and for some reason, I thought that collecting metal would be a good idea because I could melt it down and make tools.
I began filling a garbage can with aluminum cans and pieces of scrap metal. Then some other survivor humans showed up. I can't remember their intentions or actions.

I then found a water tower, and rigged some device that allowed me to pump running water into the tower.

I can remember eventually I started flying over the landscape. I can remember there were a few scattered mountains, but most of the landscape was either suburbs or forests.
Eventually I found a mountain carved into the shape of the hamster. At around this point, I woke up.

I'm in my grandparents' house (my father's parents), yet somehow the house looks messed up and the rooms are bigger and contain strange tools...suddenly, I see my 2 cousins S&K in a trap by Jigsaw..they are hanged from their upper bodies and they have to get their hands in a device that will cut/crush them or in 30 second their legs will be cut....unfortunately, they lose and the device cut their legs...they fall on the floor n start spitting blood and then they die (sorry for being graphical, but it was even worse in the dream)
next scene...I'm in the bedroom (same house) and the furniture is the same as in real life this time..then my cousins are behind me, I say: how come you're alive???!! they say that this is a new episode so everyone lives again..
I was afraid Jigsaw would put me in a trap...but after what they said, I was a little relieved.

Hanging Roller Coaster (1:32)

[This dream isn't very cohesive. I had trouble falling asleep.]

I'm in line for a roller coaster. It's the last ride of the day, and the line is long. You ride the roller coaster like a zipline. Suddenly all of the hangers start moving at once, which surprises me, because I expected everyone to go one at a time, for safety reasons. Then I reach the end of the coaster and start going backwards. No wonder people went one at a time [??], because otherwise we'd run into each other at this part of the ride. Somehow I realize that I'm dreaming. I exit the boarding platform by using a series of coat hangers along the wall as if they were monkey bars. I realize that I'm not having much fun, and what I'd really like to be doing is having sex. I sort of just start imagining the accompanying pumping motion, and before long I wake up somewhat messily.

Stronghold Minigame (9:43)

I've had this game for a while, but on a whim, I decide to explore the menus for a bit. I find out about a prison minigame, which supposedly happens any time you get captured in the main storyline. The rules say that the game is only 6 minutes long, and you have to complete five smaller minigames in that time. Sounds like it would be pretty challenging to finish. I decide to try it. Next thing I know, I'm browsing through a menu of screenshots for each of the possible castles that you can try to escape from. The screenshots all have different dimensions, and they fit together like a well-planned, orthogonal collage. It's pretty cool. One of the wider screenshots catches my eye, and I choose it.

My character (a female) appears on the roof of an apparently vacant castle. Something bad happened here to drive out all of the inhabitants. A voice-over explains to me that my guards were killed as soon as I landed here, and they'll be no more help to me now. I see a soldier pacing a nearby tower, but I'm not sure how to reach it. Presumably he's an enemy, and the pathway for the level will bring me over there eventually to fight him.

I immediately start grabbing as much loot as I can. I need armor and weapons. I look behind me and see a dead dragon that apparently crash-landed into the edge of the roof. That must have been how I landed here--I rode the dragon. I run over there to see if there's any good loot. The dragon's saddle is decorated with two lightsabers, which are of course totally outside the universe of the game. I must have downloaded a Star Wars texture pack. I turn away from the dragon and notice my own lightsaber floating in the air about twenty feet up. It's hard to see because the camera is at about the same height and it's difficult to manipulate. I use the Force to pull my lightsaber toward me and pick it up. Then I find some armor and start investigating the rest of the rooftop. I keep picking up everything using the Force.

There's a child standing near the edge of the roof. When I approach her, she comes alive and starts talking to me. She lost her family in the chaos of whatever just happened, and she's willing to help me now. I cast a glamour spell to make the child look like an old woman. This will protect her somehow. The spell animation looks like a flying dragon's head.

Inside a small rooftop building, I find a furnished room. This is where the child's grandmother lived. I find a wooden box lined with felt rows, each containing smooth, round stones colored pastel green and red. The stones are about the size of a penny, and they have various lumpy irregularities. They are powerful magical artifacts, and I want to take them with me. I use the Force to group them into a ball, but the stones have a Force of their own which repels them from each other. I can't close my pocket, so as soon as I put them in there, most of them will pop right back out. I try anyway, but things happen exactly as I expected they would. That's probably why the wolf that invaded the castle didn't take these stones with him. The wolf was good, but the grandmother was better. I wish I had a ziploc bag or something to hold the stones together.

Suddenly Dad calls from a nearby doorway. The family is loading up the car RIGHT NOW, and I'm expected to do my part to help out. Obediently, I wake up.

so i attempted a differnt wild technique and i feel like my dreams were much more detailed or is that the dream journal talking?

art pencils 18.11.12
I was with my boyfriend looking in an art store for some mechanical pencils that ive been meaning to try out for awhile. I was so confused because as i was looking at all the different types of pencils i was looking for the types of lead for it too and figured out that you need to buy a different pencil for different leads.
I had settled on a 3.77? i think my brain meant 3B and then i realised there was no lead for it so i kept going back and forth and looking at the variety of pencils and the differences in price as i only wanted to pay approx 10 -15 bucks.
My boyfriend was getting so aggrovated with me and he was trying to push me along and i told him to wait because i ended up buying a 0.7? which was really light. i got to the desk and i think this part of the dream was the most vivid as i was really pissed off at my boyfriend and the person serving me was the lady whom i speak to about all my art stuff over the past few years.
i walked out of the store and the dream had skipped me to the top floor of the centre and sam was furious at me and i kept asking him and he wouldnt say so then i raggggeeeddd at him saying that he never lets me go into stores if it has no concern to him, he always walks out or gets frustrated at me and that he needs to stop being so selfish.
By this point he just looked so angry and grabbed my wrist and pulled me to walk, i tried to get him off me but i was too weak. I told him i needed to go to the toilet which was not too far up but still he wouldn't let me go, i fought against him and ran to the door and as did he. i was holding onto the handle and he was pulling me by the waist and eventually i got inside he hesitated as it was a girls toilet and i ran to a stall and he came after me.
i actually did need to go to the toilet and i was attempting to go but kept getting interrupted by sam thrashing at the door, i screamed and screamed at him telling him to leave me alone.
After i was done i walked out calmly and saw him stand there and i said its over im not going to do this any more, he was stunned. I could see he was really upset and he had said nothing, i looked around and saw one of his best girl friends and noticed she had just broken up with her boyfriend that day. We walked out of the bathroom into this weird room and yelled WE ARE FREE! while flashing people...
we then walked outside and sat by this water fountain that was jaggedand we sat and told eachother about our dream journals and how we were attempting to lucid.

Performance
i was sitting at a really long table with my boyfriend sam and we were sitting quietly until i noticed sam's ex girlfriend was on the other end of the table, i told sam and he just shrugged it off. I then noticed my ex boyfriend in the corner of my eye with his present girlfriend he smiled and came over and was polite with the "how are you" etc etc he then walked away. sam looked pretty upset and awkward but i didn't say anything. i turned around and saw a line of people dancing and clapping and my best friend was standing near sam's ex girlfriend and they were happily getting along which i thought was odd.
i noticed people had been performing from my old school with the year 12 act we had done, i didn't realise i was next and i had to put this huge elephant onesie or a koala onesie? im not too sure. we ran on stage and noticed people were trying to block people out of the performance with these walls, we just moved around it and started. The entire time i was dancing i was thinking oh my god what is my ex thinking but shortly after we finished and went back to our seats.

over 6 years ago I think

I was kidnapped by a group of thugs and put in the back seat of some sedan. They had guns and I think hoods. My dad may have bin in the car. We pull up to a country home. It had a porch wrapped around two sides and was slightly run down. To get to the front door you had to walk up some stairs to the left of the driveway. At the top to the left was a yard and to the right was the house. Their was a tree in the yard, hard dirt, probably some chew toys, and bushy ivy covered banks that sloped down to the road and driveway below.

Inside the house in the living room was a table with a large map. My parents were there with the thugs and kind of making fun of me. They all went over some plan with me and explained what was going on. I still thought it was messed up. We went back outside and the tree had pages from a book in place of its leaves. I think I was supposed to use them to break some code. I had trouble getting all the pages. END

Thoughts | Non-Lucid | Lucid | Techniques/Aids

For 2 nights I have had zero recall due to DIELD efforts and being way too tired. After a short break I used B6 last night with better recall but no lucid. Its seems my tweaked SSILD worked the first night but after that I lacked the focus and awareness. I am not sure why except being overly tired.

Bedtime 10:30P - 7:00A

SSILD Tweaked 200MB B6

Fragment

Something about radio apps on the phone and something similar to Osmosis Jones.

WBTB alarm 2:30 up about 10 min
Additional 200MG B6
Moved to sitting position
SSILD to WILD attempt

I seemed to have trouble finding the half-dream this night. I bounced between fully awake or unconscious. There was no in-between. I had a huge time gap between WBTB and first remembered dream


Giraffe 4:22AM

Zoo animals. I see a Giraffe sleeping in a bed with a night cap and gown on. I laugh. (Osmosis Jones like?)

False Alarm 5:33AM

I am at work. The environment looks normal so far. I hear alarms and I realize that I accidently called some chemical spill emergency number. Somehow they traced the call to our building causing the alarms to go off. It turns in to a huge ordeal for everyone. I get worried that they traced the call to my cell phone and they will fire me. I see D from HR and I hear her tell someone it was a fake and will prosecute whoever did it. I slip into the bathroom and sit on a toilet to have some privacy so that I can at least erase all record on my phone. I am so scared I will get fired and worry that they will look at my phone records from the cell phone company.

The bathroom is so messed up now. There are no stall doors and the stall walls are arranged oddly so that there is no privacy. I am actually using the toilet now and I see some guy creep along the wall looking at me. There is a towel hanging and it try to hide myself a bit and keep my phone out of sight. I concentrate on the phone and it takes awhile but after going through strange menus and options, I become frustrated and hope it was good enough.

I wipe myself with some toilet paper. I see a costume dress on the floor. It looks like an old tinker bell costume one of my daughters had several years ago. I take a corner and finish wiping with that. I look to my right and realize I had more toilet paper. I wonder why I did this. I flush and stand up. I see a long couch facing away from the stalls and a large flat screen TV on the wall. Everyone turns to look at me when I flush. I make some sarcastic comment about it and wash my hands.

I walk out of the bathroom into and outside parking lot. I stop and turn around and run back in. When I open the glass door it makes a chime sound like at a convenient store. I forget some things. I see a large 3 or 4 inch Lego figurine and I remember that it was mine. It was the normal yellow color with a white shirt and blue pants. There is some red symbol on the front. Shiek? I leave it until I clean up my mess and wash my hands again. I pick up the dress that I wiped on and say "ooops I forgot to throw this away" to the man who is now on the toilet. I shove the dress in a trash can careful not to get my hands dirty. I go to wash again and I wake up.

I woke up so perfectly still and calm but I could not DEILD. So I recorded in my DJ. I didn't DEILD but at least I remembered to record. I feel like the recliner is doing nothing so I go back to bed.

The Baseball Pitcher 6:59AM

There is a kid who can throw incredible distances. I hear someone say 15,000 next year in the will get over 21. He throws several balls that go way over the batter and over the next field and over the backside of the fence. Then He starts pitching right but has poor aim. The balls go everywhere but to the batter. I find it all very funny.

Fragment
Something about Doctors special under garments.

11.17.2012

I'M PREGNANT LOL (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

16 and PREGNANT, OMgz0rs LOLzzz BABY SHOWER!

Okay, I'm lined up with my arms bracing against a female to the left of me, and there's probably 2-3 more females lined up just like that.

There's some random man walking around in a jacket. I had a color of red on the shoulder region, white in the middle, and red for the rest of the jacket.

It's hard to remember if he has it unzipped or zipped. And the women in line with the profile view of our faces parallel to what we're looking forward at, the glass windows far away from us, seem to be wearing red and white clothes too.

I look down, and my stomach is huge...HUGE. I look at the women to my left, and they're stomachs are huge, which is disproportionate to their actual body composition, which leads me to the assumption that they're pregnant.

Then I look at my stomach and theirs, and it's about the same radium, same surface area, same whatever you want to call it....I'm PREGNANT.

I'm pretty sure I don't feel like I have a vagina, so................


I wonder how things are going to come out!!! I rub mah belly, yes, "mah," and I swear I could feel something kicking. Oh shit.

OH SHIT. No water didn't break, thank goodness.

NOW FOR DREAM ANALYSIS TIME!!

This was taken from a site that I had here, but now it disappeared for some reason EDIT: Never mind, here it is:


http://www.astrology.com/dreams/preg...1/2-d-r-154570

A man who dreams of being pregnant himself is often in a situation where his virility or creative participation in the world is in question.

This occurs most among men who see themselves as less creative than they would like to be.

The dream serves as a form of compensation to illuminate the more creative facets of their personality.

Men who are pregnant do not give birth exclusively to children, but a wide range of objects that somehow support their mission in the world.

The first thing that pops up is that it's associated with me trying to tulpaforge, or maybe how I go about drawing. Maybe I feel like I can't be creative enough, I don't know. You see, just like the interpretation implies, my creativie participation in the world is in question, but I think it's just a question within myslef?

Bleh.

But if you are not actually pregnant in waking life, or even if you are a man dreaming this, is it usually about a new area of your potential or personality developing; a deepening relationship with your potential is producing a new area of experience, a new talent or facet of your personality. If it is still unborn – i.e. not yet expressed outwardly – it is developing. It can also be shown in the drama of the dream, how you are bringing to birth a new scheme or creative idea is ‘hatching’.

With this one, I really think it could be related to tulpaforging, making a slight dissociation, making an extra limb in your body that you are aware of that's extended. I hope this is the case, because I don't see much of myself being extended, even though the tulpa is an extension of myself.

Does that make any sense? Hahahah

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11.17.2012

Come Hither Woman (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So there's this blonde female wearing a black shirt and regular blue jeans that I presume is my U.S. History teacher, but she's nowhere close to any of them in waking life.

She looks like she's in her 30s, and she looks pretty attractive without any makeup on. I think she announces some kind of project we had to do, and what would be considered artistic for extra points.

I was a picture of a man in a red military uniform, probably the British redcoats, and he was wearing Khaki pants. He has one foot on top of a rock that's ideal for a foot pedestal. It's curved upwards, and then makes a downward curve, almost like a mini-uphill cliff.

I believe he's holding a red flag, and it's very enticing, despite its bland shading here and there. It was shiny in a few areas as well. The man is standing proud, your classic stereotypical manifestation of the ideal patriot.

Then after she was done announcing, I wanted to talk to her SO bad. After seeing the drawing, I wanted to show her some traditional drawings I did in waking life with a pencil. So I somehow find the same blue folder where I store most of my traditional media graphie portraits of people I drew in waking life, and waited for her to get near my area.

She was about 10 feet or so away from me, and I alerted her to come next to me. She comes slowly, and then I have to motion my "Come here" finger to her, and she gets really close to me. She has her hands on her thighs, and her spine is bending down so she can move her face close to my face, so that she can hear me.

I don't know why I wanted to speak privately to her, but has I'm opening the folder, I take out one drawing, the first being this one I did:

Spoiler for A little big:

As I'm taking it out, I turned to her quickly, and told her she should keep her voice down if she'll offer any advice on whatever it is that I'm asking her to do.

I even put my index finger close to my mouth, and I feel I'm showing her this to get an ego boost or something, and to see if she would give me a response if I could get extra credit for the high example of an acceptable drawing she put up with the patriotic soldier from before.

She tells me that they look good, and as long as I can fix a few things, I should be fine. I showed her this drawing I did at some point as well:

Spoiler for Another big one:

11.17.2012

Pinnacle of Perfection Tennis...AGAIN (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's this really short anime boy who looks like he's 5-8 years who is wearing a black cap, white dress shirt, and black shorts. He asks this anime girl, who looks like she's 16 years of age or so to play some tennis with her.

I had the feeling this girl was a REALLY good tennis player. She's wearing the usual Asian school outfit you would have engrained in your mind, white blouse shirt with a red tie in the middle, along with the insanely short black skirt.

She was playing the boy for a decent amount of time surprisingly, and I was shocked at how patient she was playing with him, because the boy had no skill at all.

Looking from the back of of the girl, I could see how she sees playing the boy. She can see all his weak points, and they're indicated on the green tennis courts with white arrows going one direction.

I assume these direction arrows were places she can hit the ball to. It all seems like this is a waste of her time, UNTIL the little boy suddenly unlocks Pinnacle of Perfection from Prince of Tennis.

Pinnacle of Perfection, in a nutshell, is the final gate where you have the assurance that you have fun playing tennis, and aren't worried about winning or losing.

Each ground-stroke the boy takes, they get more powerful, each grunt of him performing a backhand or forehand is replaced sighs of joy, them giggling, then laughing, he is having fun. His footwork augments tremendously, and he's so fast, I can't even catch up to him looking at the side view of the tennis court.

There's a big SWOOOOOOOSH, and he's gone. Then in a split second, he appears on right in front of the girl who is at net-play area now. He's floating in the air, and he slams the ball with immense force that it makes a white smoke.

I can't recall much from here, but I can assume the little guy owned the girl in a tennis match.

An Ordinary Dream Day [Non-Lucid]

I'm hanging out with my old friend JE and his brother TE in some random house with a sort of log cabin type of design. For reasons I can't remember now, I realized that I needed to have my car on me and it was all the way back at my house (which was a significant distance away), I guess I hadn't driven there myself but I was supposed to? I asked TE if he could drive me there to get it, and since he would have to drive back as well I told him I would give him triple gas money. That got him to agree, and then my memory skips forward a little bit and I remember us stopping at a gas station so I could an ATM.... After that my memory skips forward much further, though. Now I'm posting on DV and the only other people I remember clearly being a part of the conversation are Dianeva and Linkzelda. I only vaguely remember that the topic of discussion was something about romance and pain, and something that Dianeva said made me nostalgic, but I can't remember what it was now. During that, I woke up.

I distinctly remember something about video games and pies. I had moved away to another college and my family had followed me there. I mistakenly signed up for a theater class. Jacks Films made a video (they did not in real life) about a character from a game I play and there was lots of criticism so he made a video of him riding around on a golf cart yelling, 'suck it!' I had been out for the day and I came home to my dorm and...snuck through the window? And my friend was sitting there wearing my clothes and playing on my laptop which was odd.

3 or 4 years ago
note: I am not a strong swimmer so I don't swim in the ocean in real life.

On my way to where my friends and family would be swimming, I was walking through a mountain meadow and became a little disoriented. As I stood in front of a group of large rock formations, I contemplated on which way to go.

I climbed up one boulder and up between two small cliffs and onto a trail that led down to the ocean. I think my uncle may have told me how to get hear in the dream but I'm not sure. The fishing was supposed to be great and the water clean.

Finally I made it down to the ocean which was at least thirty feet below the cliff where I stood. There wasn't any beach but I made my way down a narrow eroded path to the water any way. Off to my right was a larger cliff and a tiny bit of a cove. I jumped into the water and swam over to the larger cliffs.

Once below the cliffs, waves started to build up. They never crested but were often as tall as the cliffs themselves. The deep water, big waves and towering cliffs felt treacherous but I swam for a bit any way. I rode up and down on the giant waves until I decided that It was irresponsible for me to be swimming alone in these conditions. I got out and went back the way I came.

Back across the meadow I came to a dirt road that I decided to follow. The pines were dense here and I could barely see the ocean. I soon came around a corner and could see an area where bulldozers had dug into the mountain side parallel to the road ahead of me. The bulldozers had graded an area about sixty feet across that slopped down to some ocean water that came from around the bend of a hill towards the direction I had come from. The sides of the dig were fresh and muddy but everyone was swimming down at the shore.

There was an old wooden building with ramps and gray paint that was cracked and peeling. Some sort of chase went on here in my dream but I can't remember exactly what happened.

I didn't like this spot and I convinced everyone to follow me back through the meadow. They came with me but when we got to the meadow they stopped. Now in the meadow there were cold springs that filled up several jacuzzi sized holes in the ground. The holes weren't all that bad but I thought they looked a little dirty and that possibly cows might come through here and take a dip from time to time. However, despite my best efforts I couldn't get them to continue on to the awesomeness of the big waves of the ocean.

I settled in and everyone set up picnics. Soon people were soaking, eating, chatting each other up, and children were playing. Then I heard someone scream for me. I looked over and saw a large black panther stalking one of the children. I ran as fast as I could and only barely intercepted the large hungry cat. Somehow, probably with pointy stick, I managed to stab it through the chest as it leapt through the air.

I can't remember if everyone was happy that I saved the child or angry that I killed the poor animal. Maybe a bit of both. END

Year of two ago

There was a beautiful mountain lake with nicely groomed park trails wrapping around it. There were wooden signs marking the trails giving historical and naturalist information. A few people and I were out by the damn but still on one of the trails. Across the water I could see a resort. It had a nice restaurant attached to it that overlooked the lake and had a decent sized patio for dining. We walked back and forth on the trails a bit. I think we were trying to get to the restaurant.

11/17/12
5:00am
non lucid
Contemplated till one word came to me "Salesman" then Mind-Mapped into dream.

note: I am about to start a new job and am looking furiously for a rental in the town where I will be working.

A church was running a dormitory for single young women in a large five story apartment complex. It was light blue with white trim and square. Entry stairs led to the bottom floor near the center of each side. Beside each of those was a square stair case that wrapped itself up to the top floor. Each floor was then figuratively cut into quartiles where a slightly older, maturer girl could watch over those in her living zone and keep them out of trouble.

I first saw this building from an elevated view and decided that I wanted to get in. The plethora of girls did at first cross my mind but mostly I just wanted to get in out of the cold and hang out. I must have gotten caught because soon after that I was given a testing feat in order to let me in.

I had transformed into a rat and had to get from the bottom of the complex to the top floor by running along top of a pipe. These pipes were about four inches in diameter and were mounted along side the staircases wrapping with them as they went up. To add to the challenge, the girls would try and knock me off, catch me or even hit me with something non life threatening like a pillow. On top of that, I was supposed to eat a banana that I was located just before the fourth floor.

This gauntlet was actually not hard at all because I was fast...blindingly fast. I could run so fast that they couldn't see me and when I ran the world lit up with sunset colors streaming past me. When I came the banana a big burst of sun like yellow illuminated the already beautiful sunset colors. All I could see was the sunset, yellow sunbursts and the end of a banana. Then the banana, like it was being sliced up by a butter knife, fell away piece by piece. In a flash I had passed through the gauntlet, ate a banana, and made it to the top.

In addition to the girls, there was now a regular crowd standing mostly on lower stories and out in the surrounding parking lot. I particular member of the crowd who happened to be up on the same floor as me, grabbed me. He was a young angry man and wasn't to happy that I had beaten the gauntlet. As he attempted to slam me against the wall I started to grow and soon I was full sized again we were wrestling.

Next to me I saw a container full of fish and I grabbed one. I was already overpowering my opponent when I slammed the fish, with its sides opened outward, up into his face. With that, he couldn't see well and tried to reach for the fish on his face. I easily threw him to the ground and proceeded to humiliate him further by rubbing the fish in his face. White oily fats where building up around his nostrils when I figured he had had enough. He was damn near on the verge of crying.

After that the crowd was a bit put off by the violence and began to slowly disperse. Out in the parking lot below was a snake-oil-salesman type of man. He had a cart with him and was shouting into the crowd in a sort of nasally voice...."Shooows over folks...... Seee I told you he could run fast....Every things just fine.. allrighty.. showws over...".......
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