non-lucid

Alright, this dream was very patchy, I am not sure what I can remember about it, I am just writing it down to hopefully improve my recall a bit.

I remember my brother having to leave the home for some reason to get an apartment. I remember about this apartment/cabin thing I was given before(My only guess as to why it was so familiar is from a previous dream, but I remembered it in good detail, and I have never been there irl). I decide that since I never use this cabin, perhaps my older brother can use it. So I look around the place, have a good feeling some soda is in the mini fridge, check inside, and there is like 12 Dr Pepper, 3 root beer, and a coke or two inside. I closed the fridge, look around, it feels like a log cabin or something. Hard to explain in full detail, but the place seemed familiar, as if from a previous dream, like I said. I believe it was only one room, but it had stairs that went up to a second floor, with a bed and some other stuff, almost like a bedroom there.

I leave the home/cabin/thing for a while, for whatever reason..Next thing I remember I walk back to the place, me and my brother seem to be hanging out there, I look in the fridge, and there is no soda inside, instead the soda is on a white table in the room, and the sodas are still cold, but I have the feeling they have been out a while.

Next thing I remember I go outside, into this trailer park, every home is fenced in, I look around, it is evening/dusk. I walk through some backyards, climbing over small fences. I get stuck in this one backyard, then this crazy lady comes out with her huge dog saying she will call the cops on me for trespassing, I try to run, but can't get out of the fence, the dog chases me, but that's about all I remember. I think I got out of the yard at least...

Looking back on this post a few years later, these were likely all separate dreams in the late morning. The dream memory was likely just that, a dream memory. They can be created in surprising detail at the start of any dream.

Walking Through Town
I'm walking down Salem St. toward Medford Square. There is a quadriplegic sitting/lying on a bench on the sidewalk. Several other people I pass seem to have physical or mental problems of their own. As I near the four-way intersection I can hear several kids running aimlessly across the street in my direction. "Filio! Filio!" they call out, trying to get my attention, but I know not to give it to them since they're just going to try to pickpocket me. The kids' parents call after them sluggishly, telling them to slow down, and as I keep walking I am very aware of my wallet in my front pants pocket.

I turn the corner and... something about wanting to go to the movies. There's a line of people standing a little ways down the sidewalk from me, and I can hear whispering. As I walk to where I think the theater is, a strange thing happens: every time I stop, thinking I've arrived, I'm actually standing in front of a small decrepit shop with a hole in the wall where the proprietor, an older black woman, looks out. She shushes me and tells me as quietly as possible that the theater is actually further down the road (with the implication that it *used* to be where I'm standing but something happened to change things). This odd sequence of events happens four or five times. By the time I actually get to the theater, which I think is called the Showbug?, I have lost all desire to see a movie and just want to get out of here.

Cinnamon Sticks
In the kitchen. A. is taking a shower, and he's taking forever, so I decide to have a bowl of cereal while I wait for my turn in the bathroom. Something is wrong with the cereal because the milk gets all sludgy and brown, but this doesn't bother me. What *does* bother me is that while I eat, I keep finding these long, hard black bars in the cereal that look like plastic (but I think to myself that they're cinnamon). Somehow I keep finding these "cinnamon" sticks, even though each time I fish one out of the bowl it looks like I've gotten all of them. I find four or five at least.

Once A. is done with the shower he goes into his room (which is across from mine, for some reason) and tells me to come in so he can show me something. He shows me a very primitive DOS-era computer game with bleepy PC speaker music apparently done by Masashi Hamauzu. The music is very simple and repetitive, and really annoying; the game itself doesn't even look finished (graphics don't seem like they're all there) and I'm not sure how A. is managing to play it in its current state. I'm starting to get annoyed because I know I'm going to be late for work.

I can remember four dreams from last night. In the first, I was at a summer camp. It was just a day camp. I'm not sure what kind of summer camp it was, but it was indoors, in a building that looked kind of like my basement. There were a bunch of other kids and teenagers there. I recognized three people from last year - Zelda, a girl with copper-coloured skin and dark, wavy hair, and a girl and a boy whose names I couldn't remember. Zelda was wearing a yellow dress and had her hair, which fell almost to her shoulders, partially pulled back into a ponytail. She was pretty.

Anyway, the group split into two. One group went upstairs, and the other stayed downstairs. I stayed downstairs, but the people I knew went upstairs. Soon, though, I found out that I was supposed to be with the other group, so I went back upstairs to find them.

After a while, we went back downstairs into a dining area. We were seated at tables. Each person was supposed to have a "date". I hadn't known that, but I assumed my date was going to arrive anyway, even though I had no clue who my date actually was. Someone else came to my table (each table could seat, like, six people, I think), also waiting for their date.

Someone came over and handed me a piece of paper with everyone's names on it, so I could choose who I wanted as my date. I checked off the box next to the name of the boy that I knew (I can't remember his name, though). Instead of him, though, four other boys came over.

I don't remember the exact transition, but we somehow ended up on a bus, where the boys were bullying us. I figured it wasn't really a big deal, though, since I know taekwondo and felt confident I could defend myself if necessary.

In my second dream last night, I was playing Petz 5, but it was nothing like Petz 5. It didn't even have any pets in it. I was scrolling through a list of minigames. In the thumbnail image for one of them, I noticed Deku Link (from Majora's Mask). I accidentally clicked on that game. It was like a platformer, except it scrolled down (and the scrolling was automatic, so you couldn't go too fast, or else you'd fall off the bottom of the screen). Before long, I'd fallen off the bottom of the screen. Instead of restarting the level, going to a "Game Over" screen, or anything else logical, it cut to a different scene (which looked like it was from a COMPLETELY different minigame, probably the next one) in a saloon.

That's when I got that sudden "click" to lucidity.

"This isn't Petz 5, is it?" I said, not exactly asking a question but, rather, declaring it out loud.

"Nope," my brother answered. It turned out he had been behind me. We were in my parents' room, he was on the bed, and the "computer screen" was just projected onto the wall.

Even though I was already certain I was dreaming, I did the hand RC just to double-check. Six fingers. Yep, I was dreaming.

My brother said something about having been up at three in the morning to get on the bus (presumably, to the summer camp from the previous dream, even though he wasn't in that dream). I corrected him, telling him we got on the bus at seven and that I would know because I was there.

I was still lucid, but I think the dream was trying to go back on autopilot, since arguing with my brother was apparently more important than any of my LD goals.

I woke up soon after. I felt awake and fairly refreshed, even though it was still dark out, so I think that must have been the end of an REM cycle that woke me up.

I went back to sleep and had a dream which fits neatly between the other two. This time, I was on the bus back from camp. The bus had one backwards-facing seat, so I decided to sit in that one. The bus stopped in a parking lot somewhere, where my mom was waiting. I was the only person to get off at that stop. After getting off, I realized I'd left my glasses on the bus, so I ran after the bus (it was already leaving), holding up a sign that said, "You forgot someone!"

The bus stopped and let me back on. I boarded the bus, took my glasses, and left.

I had one final dream last night. I was playing Wind Waker (I think) and came across an enemy that I think was either a Darknut or an Iron Knuckle (well, one of those things with a heavy suit of armour). When I got close to it, I noticed that it briefly turned red, then blue, then attempted to fire lasers at me. I figured out that red meant deactivated, while blue meant activated.

I started fighting it, but this game had a weird control method. Like a DS game, it was controlled with a stylus. However, I was using a toothbrush (the back of it, not the part with the bristles) as the stylus... and I could somehow reach the screen just fine, even though I was sitting on my bed, and the screen was where my window should be (it was the same size, too.

Anyway, I defeated it, and it turned red. However, it turned blue again shortly after, making me have to fight it again. This kept happening every time I defeated it, except it would only get partially revived most times.

Eventually, the toothbrush got ruined from being used - rather harshly - as a stylus. I came up with a better idea for how to defeat the Darknut. My mom was in the room, so I said to her, "Get me a weapon, but nothing too sharp, so I don't accidentally damage the screen or hurt myself." What I really meant was for her to go to the kitchen and get a knife. For some reason, I thought that would make the Darknut easier to defeat.

Then, I realized that whatever I used as a controller wouldn't matter, since it was the sword I had IN the game that mattered. Realizing that, I figured I could just use my hand, but not as a stylus; the game was apparently motion-controlled now, like a Kinect rather than a DS.

However, I decided that would be a bad idea, since it could reach out of the screen and attack me if I used my hands.

Too lazy to write it out:

Destery
TV room
Pizza sprinkles
Shower
Time zones
Twitter
Destery's fans

[COLOR="royalblue"]Non-Aware (Dream)[/COLOR] - [COLOR="blue"]Partially Aware (Lucid Dream)[/COLOR] - [COLOR="navy"]Fully Aware and Vivid (Astral Projection(OOBE)[/COLOR]

I went to bed early this night, but I didn't do any WILD attempt and I didn't remembered much vivid dreams.

[COLOR="royalblue"]I were in some bicycle marathon with my school and I talked to some classmates and this dream was very long, but not really special. I also remembering watching a youtube video about greek gods and I heard the auditory saying "Each god had it's own section of the elements, like water, mountains, clouds etc.".

I also dreamed that I went home and fell asleep in my bed but in the dream. Then I went back to school and saw that there were only three people there, two girl and one guy. We played some card game and I remember that one of them yelled "COPY!" and I asked them what that meant, and they described it but I couldn't understand it.
I went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror and I see that I have silver and blonde colored hair o. O

I went out to the group again and see that two of them are making out and I see that the other girl looks sad and lonely.
I take a seat next to her and I notice that she wants me to get closer, she kissed me sensually on the cheek, but when I lean in to kiss her on the mouth she backed away.

Then I woke up 04:17

I some dream where I met a woman who asked me if I could take care of here dog for a few minutes, it was a Labrador. But she never returned so I had to find her house. She said she lived in "Västrahamnen". When I got there I saw an old friend named Jacob and he was there with some girl. He behaved strangely real so I didn't become lucid. [/COLOR]

Dv Chat is still influencing me. I wish I could remember all of this dream but only this fragment remains.
[FONT="Calibri"][FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT="Calibri"]
I recall having a brief DV chat with Artelis, though in thedream the name was confused with the spellings of Artulis, Asensual andAdwellis. I can tell why I was confusing the names and I realize that I need tospend a little less time on DV chat.
[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
And that’s all I recall from that dream fragment.
[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT]

Again a celebrity appears in my dreams, and this one wants to get me laid.

I actually left a few details out of this one. Some things I just don't feel like posting.

[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m sitting by a large swimming pool behind an expansivehouse, the kind I would expect to find in Westlake Hills on the west side ofthe city. The pool is well below the level of the house, illuminated bylandscaping lights that shine on the trees and the rock wall behind the poolwhich forms both a barrier and a cascading waterfall. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m opposite the waterfall on a lounge chair. Sitting acrossfrom me is Julie Haggerty from the movie Airplane. She is counseling me on somematter and seems to know that someone at the house has a crush on me. I talk toher and send her to go tell the stranger that I would be glad to meet them andI hope we can have sex. Julie seems eager to assist in getting us together.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I never get to meet the stranger though I do spend a littletime staring at my feet and thinking I should get a pedicure if I’m going toentertain.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And the dream ends.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]

I can't explain why I would dream of fried chicken. OMG, so much chicken!

[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m at my dad’s house in California, evident by the spaciousrooms and the moldings along the walls in the living room. Several people arepresent though I do not know all of them. They appear to be friends of my dadand stepmom.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Preparations are being made for a large party to coincidewith a celestial event that will be happening that evening. I don’t know whatit is but the event’s occurrence is so rare that people everywhere willcelebrate, though I feel there is also a hint of danger. I don’t know why Ifeel this as no one ever mentions the potential for doom.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]As the party will be quite big with many attendees much foodis needed. Stand-up baking racks fill the dining room, their shelves filledwith sheets of fried-chicken. There is clearly enough food to feed perhaps 75people or more and still the cooking continues. I wander around ready to helpbut no one asks for my assistance. I walk away thinking it might be a good timeto get a shower in.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And the dream ends.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]

I spent a lot of time in the DV Chat recently. It has influenced my dreams, much the way the forum does. Truly frightening.

[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m in a un-real world, a fantastical setting that couldonly exist in a computer or movie. My viewpoint is that of an aerial cameraover a land devoid of substance. A whitish-blue mist forms the “bottom” of myview and appears to be the only defining feature of this landscape.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Out of the mist rises a platform, a lift about five meterson a side by my guess. The platform is a vehicle for the IRC DV chat and theletters of text pile up on it like stacked blocks. The tower of text isbuilding as it comes closer to my vantage point.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Before the platform can reach me the chat reaches a lull andthe letters begin to collapse as the chat dies following something said by ‘bennerman’,his user-name visible as the last text characters on the top of the pile. Asthe lull lengthens the platform begins to fall, a representation of the dyingchat that any member can cause with one poorly chosen reply.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And the dream ends.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]

I often dream of celebrities. I can't explain it.

[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m outside a local school which resembles a nearby juniorhigh. The ground is parched and dry and there is little grass. A lone treestands like a long-dead sentinel watching over a once-lush field. Now the landlooks abandoned and discarded, the hot sun baking any possibility of life outof the setting.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I find myself kicking around a football with Vince Vaughn,Angelina Jolie and Kevin Pollak. We seem a lively bunch for this barren areathough it’s clear by how the land is pounded down that children once playedhere. Angelina is laughing vibrantly and Kevin is sporting his usual smile thatalways makes it a little hard to tell if he’s truly having a good time or if hewouldn’t prefer to be watching football with a cold beer.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Vince Vaughn stands out from the bunch. He is wearing a blueterri-cloth bathrobe and is talking on a cellphone with little interest for thegame. He proclaims he wants to play with us but every time the ball comes tohim he attempts to absent-mindedly kick the ball, even when it’s not within hisreach. After a couple minutes we all stop and stare at him, slowly approachinghim from three sides and giving him our best sneers. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]All I can do is think that Vince Vaughn is a terriblefootball player and I doubt we will invite him next time.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And I wake up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]

I am staying at my ex boyfriend Jaris's house, but it is really my grandma's old house from real life. There is a blindfolded naked white boy in one of the rooms. I am supposed to go in and have sex with him but instead I turn him down and he says he likes that I am not easy.

I am sharing a bed with Ronald (ex's deceased brother in real life) trying to sleep. He keeps touching me underneath the covers while his girlfriend is on the bed with us.

I am in a hospital wearing a gown and carrying my chair to my vanity. I go into the waiting room and I can't find my mom or her boyfriend and I get pissed off. I sit down along the wall next to a girl and a guy. I call my mom and she won't tell me where she sat so I get angry and start cussing her out. The girl next to me makes a comment which pisses me off even more and moves to another seat. The guy is just shaking his head at me.

Now I am crusin around in a big van with my crew. I'm in a gang and we have hits we need to complete. Lil Wayne is one of the gang members. I am a black girl now too. Other members of our gang include little kids. We go into the hospital and knock each person off our list. One of the hits is a young black girl. We kidnap her and drive around with her until we get bored and decide to blow her brains out. Geoffrey (from my childhood) is driving. Lil Wayne gets shot by accident and I comfort him as he dies in my arms.

Geoffrey is driving crazily around my moms house. He is driving through peoples yards and he ends up in my backyard. My dog Sunny and my cousins dog Yogi are playing and I am scared Geoffrey is going to hit them.

There are only 5 of us left. Geoffrey hands us each a gun to match our character. He hands me a small hand gun and tells me I am nurturing. We then begin shooting at each other. I shoot at everyone except for Geoffrey because he says he won't shoot me because I wasn't mean to him in school. Kylie is mad that I shot at her because she wasn't going to shoot at me until I shot at her. I definitely shoot Amanda and she shoots me back. I also shoot the little girl while looking underneath the seat in the chest. I later feel bad for shooting at Kylie and the little girl.

We realize they were bb guns and I now have tiny bb's stuck in my skin. The majority of them are along my hips and I feel sore. We go back to the hospital and I am running down the hallways hoping no one can see that I'm shot.

I enter a room full of thugs. They are all starring at me looking like they are in love. I go and sit next to my homie Snoop Dogg and all the other guys are soo jealous. Snoop Dogg is actually cute in my dream and we all are wearing black puffy north face coats. He also looks short.

Non-dream Dream

Dream 1:

I am in a crazy Workaholics dream where we are trying to outdo each other in everything. We are going on water slides in the wilderness. There is also lots of fighting (play fighting I think).

Dream 2:

We are at the wedding and my Dad gives the welcome toast too early when everyone is walking into the reception area. Nobody really hears him or pays attention. The wedding coordinator makes him do it again once everyone is seated.

Dream 3:

I am subbing in a basketball league and I'm playing mad defense. I am blocking and stealing everything. I also made ~1/2 of my shots and almost dunked on someone. People were amazed and very frustrated.

Dream 4:

Me and some people are taking turns flying a space ship to Mars. We are practicing our landings. I dominated.

Dream 5:

There are a bunch of beings that were judging people. I believe the setting is the Pam Ln backyard. They turn blue if you are OK and green if you are not OK. There is a little boy in front of me. I am in my underwear. I steal something from the little boy's backpack - a bunch of hard drives, wine and beer.***. All of the beings turn yellow (which I guess is even worse than green) and I am very embarrassed. I think I am going to prison. Somehow they let me have a do-over and I got off the hook. They said I have to throw a tennis ball off of the thin strip of wood above the garage door, then catch it in the dark in order to be spared. My cats were there too.

***Did something much worse too

Took a short nap, 2 hours to attempt to synch with debrajane for the shared dreaming password experiment, but no luck. Man, this awareness thing is very hard! But I have to keep trying.

08.15.2012

Spike Spiegel & Fight for your Country!!!! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember walking along the sidewalk at a random neighborhood, at least I think it was me in the dream. Maybe I could be watching someone walk on the sidewalk, but there were just some moments in the dream where I felt I was the one taking control.

I get near to a car, and I see that Jet from Cowboy Bebop is in the driver's seat on the left side of the vehicle. Seems he's in a futuristic cop outfit, or maybe it's his inorganic arm that made me assume so. I think he's wearing a police hat, and he's tilts it down with one of his hands and smiles at me.

I still had the door on the right side to get into the backseats opened, and I asked him (or maybe it could be someone else I'm taking the perspective of),

"Is Spike Spiegel here?"

"No." he responds.

I became more suspicious, and I believe I had my hand wrapped around my neck as I pointed behind without turning back at someone. I turned around, and there goes Spike Spiegel (at least it's the person I think I thought I was looking for).

Spike, or whoever it is (because Spike is the first thought that comes to my mind, but I'm still unsure) gets inside the vehicle. They expected that I would come in to but I said,

"Nah," and closed the door. I could feel they would be shocked about this, and as I slowly walked over to the other side of the road parallel to the where the car was partked, I hear Spike scream out,

"So you're not going to FIGHT FOR YOUR COUNTRY??!?!?!?!?!?!"

I could do nothing but put my face the other direction than to see them drive off. I remember looking at a very bright green leaf shooting up from the ground near some post.

It's distinction was apparent, it instantly brought life into this already urbanized section. Though small, it was probably the most natural thing I remember seeing in this dream.

The environment was hard to tell, I think I saw with my peripheral vision that the houses were packed together, but I'm not sure. I could've been in a New York Bronx/Queens neighborhood, but it was too hard to tell.

It seems it's close to sunset, judging by how dark it's almost getting.

Hmmmmmmmmmmmm...sunsets....heh....seeing those a lot lately.

Im in a house with a little boy that can creat matter
he turns popcorn too skittles they tast good
I

Im flying around the clouds are pink and mostly gold it cool I looking for somone I thought I found them but it was a imposter in a jetpack they wernt realy fly on there own like me

Im fly whith the person I found back were I came from on my back its a girl I havent been there in a long time clouds are still gold

Im the boy that can creat matter im grown up im mad the girl took so long to come back we are standing on a lake and every where u walk the water freezes on the service of the water I walk a ice circle around the girls

Im me agian we have took kill the bot who creats matter now beaxuse he is crazy we tie him too a stove and blow up the house

Were outside the house trying too get away before it blow but we are delayed we are in a jeep amd john trying to get his friend in with his bike the house starts to blow up so we speed of down the street with is friends bike holding the outside of the car I think he gonna get a ticket

1. Locked up at my uncles house and I knew I had to get out. I escaped and managed to run. I found my puppy and carried her away with me. I ran into a massive model city and hid inside of a flavoured horse race. After some time, I saw my uncle coming, grabbed my puppy, and took off into the woods.

2. I arrived by foot at my brother's apartment in West Virginia. I walked through Sondra Lane, so perfectly named after his girlfriend, and towards the massive steps. My puppy tried to climb up them but she almost fell, thankfully I caught her and placed her safely above. My brother was sleeping on the couch so I woke him up, and he was installing a new and highly anticipated game.

3. I was walking through a nearby city and everyone was driving nice cars. Several kids created a line of Lamborghinis. I remained walking and everyone was mocking me. I disregarded them and turned to get on the side street. A hot girl I recently met texted me and told me has a dirty question. She began to rant about nothing and forgot to ask.

4. I was running down the shore-line to the ocean. On the way, I jumped into a cannon overlooking the crowded beach. I hopped into it and it shot me towards hawai'i. I barely missed the beach-goers and landed on the surface of the ocean, I began to skid over-top of the water and I made it halfway there. I swam back but decided to dive and admire the trenches.

5. I was watching a Johnny Cash concert at a jail house. Everyone was so excited that fights began to break out like wildfire. Several people were shanked with toothbrushes. Every person had a gun and was firing into the air. Johnny walked past a hot girl that used to be a judge. In reality she was unbelievably ugly and he was mega drunk.

6. Waiting around for a massive tour of a foundry with my friend. When the tour began, I was sliding down the railing using both my hands. He picked me up and began running through the massive building. It turned into an obstacle course and he ran with me on his back. Eventually, it turned into an outdoor course, where he dropped me off, and a hot girl continued the tour.

7. Walking down the street with my friend. He was getting ultra drunk and it was snowing like mad. There were SWAT all over the city. He ran at a railing in an attempt to grind on it, bare-footed. The SWAT saw his move and aimed their guns at him, but upon realizing it was just a teenage, they disregarded it.

8. I was involved in a trial of initiation with hundreds of other people. We were part of a society that revolves around being a modern ninja. I had a hot girl as my trial companion and we decimated the time trials, where we traversed rooftops covered in water. We ran into the next area and met The Wise, a young hacker. He promised us glory if we would kill the guards trying to find him.