non-lucid

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to sleep at 1:30 AM, slept at 2:00 AM and woke up to recall to following dream at 5:45 AM.

I was riding my bicycle in the southern part of a town near where I live. At the other side of the road I saw L., she was riding a carrier tricycle. She didn't look to smart for some reason. I was thinking about her daily routine. As I went on, I saw a car on top of a billboard. I think was a Toyota Yaris verso, a car my parents have. Despite it being 3 meters above the ground, it still was engaged in traffic. I think there was someone sitting behind the steering will and the indicator was on.

At some point I wasn't riding my bicycle anymore, but instead I had roller skates on. I wasn't in the town anymore, but in the countryside with a couple of farms scattered around. I think I was there because I was looking for a job. I went too far on a road; the paving stopped and a small dirt road continued. To my right was a farm with a sign saying: caravan for sale. I turned around. Somehow I could hear the name of farms owner. As I repeated the sentence my left arm felt heavy. It was because of the sentence I told myself.

I walked into a barn with one side open. Someone else was with me. As I walked in, a family consisting of two parents, a girl and a boy rode in on bicycles. This is about where the setting changes from modern day to something like a 1920 American setting. Apparently the family was criminal in a way, because I thought of calling the police. I think I didn't because of it being 1920. The parents were speaking German.

Me, the first person to join me and the boy and the girl went into the farm house, while the parents stayed in the barn. At the entrance of the house was a wall to the left, a large desk in front of us and a door to the living room to the right. We went to the living room. Me and the other person had to convince the children of something. The other person did the talking. All this time the father looked at us through a little window, but he couldn't hear us.

This is where I wake up, anticlimax, I know.

Non-lucid Lucid Comments

A dream earlier in the night parts into the dream but I can’t remember much.

I was standing with someone just outside of a shopping centre with a man that looked like Whitey from Adam Sandler’s movie eight crazy nights. I pulled out my wallet and there was about 6-8 $50 notes in there “What, I thought I lost them” I mumbled.

I looked around the car park and there was a big caravan in front of us, there was one guy who was eyeing it off but I just thought he was the owner keeping watch over it but was I wrong. Me and whitey just stood around for awhile chatting but soon after a man who looks like a student from my school approached us and asked us if we owned the caravan. Whitey started getting worried and he just said we were the owners; the man pulls out a knife and holds it up to my throat and tells us to go stand at the back of the caravan with our hands on the mesh where he could see them. He walks over and starts messing with the door while I put my hand at Whiteys height and he walked of to a random passer by to try and get help, the boy turned around and to my surprise was one of my friends. He approached the guy “I have had enough of your shit, boy!” he yelled

“Well come on then” the guy replied

I woke up just as my friend dropped his bag.

Non-lucid Lucid Comments

A dream earlier in the night parts into the dream but I can’t remember much.

I was standing with someone just outside of a shopping centre with a man that looked like Whitey from Adam Sandler’s movie eight crazy nights. I pulled out my wallet and there was about 6-8 $50 notes in there “What, I thought I lost them” I mumbled.

I looked around the car park and there was a big caravan in front of us, there was one guy who was eyeing it off but I just thought he was the owner keeping watch over it but was I wrong. Me and whitey just stood around for awhile chatting but soon after a man who looks like a student from my school approached us and asked us if we owned the caravan. Whitey started getting worried and he just said we were the owners; the man pulls out a knife and holds it up to my throat and tells us to go stand at the back of the caravan with our hands on the mesh where he could see them. He walks over and starts messing with the door while I put my hand at Whiteys height and he walked of to a random passer by to try and get help, the boy turned around and to my surprise was one of my friends. He approached the guy “I have had enough of your shit, boy!” he yelled

“Well come on then” the guy replied

I woke up just as my friend dropped his bag.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

06.07.2010

SpSi (Non-lucid)

Spamano (from Axis Powers Hetalia) stuff that I unfortunately can't remember

Fighters (Non-lucid)

Like an anime or game...there was a team of fighters. Two were siblings (not sure about genders). One was 'light' and the other 'dark', each dressed in outfits kinda like Celty's from Durarara!! [full pic]. White and black in color of course. There were about six of them in this room...and I get the feeling there was other people, but.

At one point the two leaned on the front of a vehicle. Someone else (me?) was observing them off to the side, thinking that it was sad that it was hard for them to be together - 'dark' couldn't stay out in the light for too long because his powers/being came from the dark. But 'he' still went out to hang with 'light'. I'm pretty sure the vehicle was out in the dessert, too. o_o

Horror 2 (Non-lucid)

Horror. A woman was hanging from something I believe. Her hair was all clumpy and bloody. She cut her hair off until only a little was left on her head. She pretended to be dead as a guy came in/back. He caught her.

Note: Second horror dream... I think it's reflecting my stressful thoughts in real life. :/

Before I completely forget this one from Monday night, I may as well use it to inaugurate the new journal.

At some unusual state park sort of place, there's a stable I have to stay in for the night where this creepy guy keeps a weird creature that is a bit of a cross between a pig and a giraffe. I can't resist petting the critter, and it acts nicely for part of the night, but it soon starts nibbling at my hand and further up my arm until I realize the guy was using my fondness of petting animals in order to kill me. Luckily, I get away with just a few scars on my arm (which remain throughout the dream) instead. I end up killing the guy, tearing him into three pieces with my bare hands, and scattering the parts.

At the same time, I can sort of see from the perspective of the police beginning to search (sort of like changing scenes on a television show). I know they'll soon discover the body (or the parts thereof), and I don't want to leave tracks in the thick snow piled around the park, so I begin my escape by jumping into a river and following it downstream a ways until I reach a bridge. Then I start running through the snow on all fours, always barely one step ahead of the police.

During my escape, I hide in snowpiles, assume various guises such as attempting to appear left-handed when I ride horses, take a bus out of the state, and for some reason solve an anime jigsaw puzzle in a locker room. The last place I remember hiding is behind a sign on a grassy, sunny hill near a mental health facility. I curl up with a stuffed animal and bite my thumbnail, acting as though I were a small, terrified child. Staff from the facility find me, and I get taken inside to be treated as a patient.

That's about all I remember before I had to be woken up to run errands. This dream seems to contain another instance of being unable to shake pursuers no matter how elaborate my escape is, as well as another instance of running on all fours.

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.

I've pretty much no excuse for not doing anything beyond the basics in dreaming for the last few months. I still write down my dreams when I wake up, and I rarely have days where I remember nothing. Every night I still use autosuggestion as well.

But, I don't: write out the dream fully - I use keywords or fragments, I don't type them up in my computer/online DJ, I don't strive to remember more than I do, I don't go to bed earlier (my schedule is atrocious), I haven't even thought about lucid dreams lately. My last one was...July 6th 2009... Wow.

I'm the obsessive type person - when I get into something, it's all that holds my attention the vast majority of the time. It doesn't help when my friend gets into the same thing and so we're both obsessive together! Lately I've managed to pry myself away and get into a few other things again.

I got Meditation for Dummies from the library to see if I could pick up anything new, and...I have to say, besides picking apart my life (ow), it reminds me a lot of lucid dreaming in the area of awareness. It talks a lot about that at times.

Quote:

"You can increase your powers of awareness by developing concentration.

Then, when you've stabilized your concentration, you can, through the practice of receptive awareness, expand your awareness - like ambient light - to illuminate the full range of your experience.

Next, you can concentrate even further in order to [/B]cultivate[/B] positive emotions and mind-states. Or you can use awareness to investigate your inner experience and contemplate the nature of existence itself."

And it goes on to talk about each type of awareness. I'd love to quote more, buuut I shall refrain.

I'm also reading Our Dreaming Mind, which is pretty good so far! Apparently the last chapter is on Lucid Dreaming.

Lastly, I noticed that all my images are messed up in this DJ now... Besides that, I like the new layout.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

06.06.2010

Coin Stack (Non-lucid)

Me and R are robbers. I think it's in Walmart that we make the clerk give us these coins. They're not quite gold, more like silver. She says she only has 75 and I say that's fine. Each coin amounts to $1.

I think we were in a house at one point?

Keywords: Contingency plans, rent

Recording (Non-lucid)

I was looking through a video camera type thing at a recording of a guy. I pulled the device away to see a guy messing around beside me. I'm pretty sure this took place outside.

Horror (Non-lucid)

Horror movie type murder - suspense, woman character, it was dark

Hide and Seek (Non-lucid)

I woke up a LOT and had flashes of dreams when I did sleep, so I woke up after the previous dream, went back to sleep and fell into the same one, only it turned into hide and seek and not so much horror.

Keyword: A button

Igirisu! (Note)

RL: Riley woke me up (or I was already awake) and was meowing. I sat up and called out 'England' instead of 'Riley'. She proceeded to respond to the wrong name by jumping up on the bed.

Notes: 'England' comes from Axis Powers Hetalia as the anthropomorphic country and personification Arthur Kirkland. So I may have been dreaming of that, but not the actual United Kingdom in RL. =P

Originally Posted by Hannah4445

Thursday- May 27, 2o10
I was in a haunted house. I was a ghost; I could walk through walls and cool stuff like that. George, Autumn, Madisen, Mary, and Angela were all there too but they weren’t ghost. Yet… Only George could understand me so he was telling them what I was saying. I told them that they needed to head for the exit before it was too late and they all were killed. I told them I was killed by one of them but I didn’t remember who did it. I was very sad that I couldn’t remember. Everyone got very nervous then. I also suggested who should go together in groups in order to stay alive. I put Mary and Autumn together in a group and they both immediately started walking toward the exit. (smart girls) Angela insisted she go with George but Madisen didn’t want to be alone so she went with Angela. (poor George all alone…So I kept him company) We walked together toward the exit, just talking and joking. Then we heard it, a shrill scream. It was Angela.
We ran toward the sound hoping that Angela wasn’t dead, it was too late I could already see her ghost. Madisen had taken off running b/c she had just saw Angela be killed. I told Angela to make sure she was ok and to lead her toward the exit. Mary and Autumn were almost to the exit so I wasn’t worried at all. Angela returned, very upset, I saw that Madisen was also with her. (oh, no… I was gonna have to spend an eternity with these idiots! NOOOO!) Then, George’s cell phone rang. “Hello?” he said. “Hey, where are you guys? We are really freaked out, we heard two screams but we are already out. Do you need help in there?” Autumn and Mary yelled into the phone. “No, Im almost there.”
And then I knew who did it. I knew who had killed me. It was Autumn’s dad (he scares me in real life too. ) I told them and he told Autumn. We all got out and Me, Angela, and Madisen all turned back into our real bodies, we had solved the case. I guess we got our bodies back for that reason. George looked very releaved. He stared at me, then said, “I thought Id never see you again.” “No silly I was just on vacation.” I told him. We both smiled and laughed. (I like stupid jokes how bout you?) Then he took my hands and kissed me. I woke up then when my cat jumped on my bed. SABRINA!!!! WHAT THE HECK?!?!?!?! (you could tell I was very angry)

Haven't had one of these kinda updates in awhile.

02.06.2010

Love and War (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







Dream: Never Gonna Give You Up

★★★☆☆

My Girlfriend breaks up with me after seeing a girl I was teaching something to grab my hands. I try to explain the situation, but she storms off. I spend the rest of the dream trying to 'get her back', all the while slowly uncovering bits and pieces of a conspiracy that was designed to split us up.

Fragment: Is Everything Okay?

★☆☆☆☆

Raven Knight makes an appearance and seems concerned over my well being. I assure her everything is great and invite her to join whatever it was that was going on at the time.

Fragment: Check This Out!

★★☆☆☆

I'm showing random people the room I was staying in wherein Raven was sleeping on the bed.

DILD: Flood Waters

★★☆☆☆

I'm trying to navigate through my flooded dormitory via Hover.

Realizing it's a dream, I exit the building through my neighbor's window and fly around a bit before waking into an FA.

FA Into DILD: *CLASSIFIED*

FA Into DILD: *ALSO CLASSIFIED*

DEILD: DG Entrance Exam

★★★★☆

Searching for a DG, I am hailed over by a DC who refused to be ignored. Going by the name of Burnes or Burmes (he pretended to play dumb when I re-asked him) he claimed to be a DG. Trusting him for the moment, I asked him if he could train me. "What do you mean?" he asked.

"Can you fight?" He responded with a wide, toothy, inhuman grin, boasting about his skill, using terminology I didn't quite catch. From there we begin to spar. Neither of us can get a decent hit in with our swords, and he absorbed or ignored my fairly wimpy energy blasts. Things started to get serious when I went Bankai and subsequently pulled down my Vizard mask.

As my desire to kill and destroy grew stronger, he and the environment transformed. Him into a large muscular man with a smooth, black, oval, almost demonic, silver accented head. The environment into an apocalyptic and hellish version of my neighborhood. Immediately, he unleashed a ridiculous volley of elemental attacks into me, which just as quickly took their toll.

Falling back to earth, I feel myself dying. But I wasn't giving in that easily. As he passed by to my right, I quickly righted myself and unleashed a powerful bolt of lightening through his heart. Shocked, he returned to normal, and before he could anything else I trapped his head in an orange tornado immobilizing him. Then I woke up.

Something completely different.

27.05.2010

Still Holding On (Non-lucid)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Placing the last bit of childhood memorabilia on the metal shelf, my assignment complete, I walked away fearing the worst. If the rumors were true, then the very essence of my childhood would soon be set ablaze by my platoon's sergeant. As the last of us finished up neatly arranging their most cherished possessions, the sergeant pulled out his flask of whiskey and began drenching the rows of precious memories with alcohol. When it ran out, he whipped out a lighter, lit it, and dropped it onto a nearby rack. A hot inferno shot up viciously and began to spread, consuming everything in its path.

My fellow soldiers passively watched the blaze, but I wasn't going to have it. "Those Pokemon cards are worth money gorrammit!" With that, a commotion ensued. Unfortunately, I couldn't get to my cards through the throng of moving people and the fire, so I did the next best thing: pull them to me with TK. Reaching out my hand, I focused on the boxes of cards, trying to bring them to me. But it isn't until someone knocked into the shelf that I was able to free them from the fire, unscathed, using only the power of my mind.

"Private! What the hell do you think you're doing?!"

"Saving money!" I shouted back, disrespectfully.

I ran off as everyone left the large, curved, window-lined, modern building. I'll show them. I'll meet them at the rendezvous point whether they like it or not.

Exiting from the entrance, my view split off and I saw everyone else had already left in a small yacht. I took to to the air. My flight controls were slightly awkward, but I couldn't help thinking how impressed everyone would be once they saw I could fly.

Making my way to the cylindrical tech station in the middle of the lake, I flexed my flight skills, showing off to no one in particular. When I did eventually reach the station, the sergeant proved speechless when confronted with my newfound abilities. Unfortunately, I screw it all up when I get too close to the water, hit it, and am unable to get back out.

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.

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.

11.05.2010

Battle on The Moon (Non-lucid)

★★☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

A man I recognize as Q shows up to take me to the battle on the moon Raven said I could come help with. I am told we're going to need numbers, so I whip up a huge army to aid in the fight. Q transports all of us there and the fight begins immediately. I take the lead of my group (there were already many others fighting) by flying in with my Katana and skillfully slicing up a large demon.

Then my roommate's alarm goes off.

Oddly, I was still able to see and act within the dream even though I was awake. I'm pretty sure we ended up winning.

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.