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    This is where I, FireFlyMan, will report my dreams for others' (dis)pleasure. As this is only a supplementary journal for me, there may be some apparently misplaced and missing log entries. Similarly, I won't bore anyone with certain sets of meta-data (ie induction techniques used, dream signs, etc.), though I'll gladly reveal as much if asked. Furthermore, any name of personally known real life figures will be replaced with ever-changing aliases.

    WIP

    1. Log 1115 - Mall, Yard Ruckus, Manual Towing, and Same Different Hair Scraps

      by , Yesterday at 12:11 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Friday 18 May 2018
      Got various things, but only fragments of such.

      Scrap Group 1
      At a mall with family. We were going out to eat, I believe.

      In my backyard. A menace is there (a wild animal, or a mischievous kid?). I dealt with this by humiliating the interloper, or even assaulting them. Soon, a pale woman in a spring dress and sandals starts yelling at me from the other side of the fence, demanding that I explain myself face to face. I claimed I'd get there immediately. And technically, I did, only, by the time I was there, I'd shrunken myself to bug-size. I tried sneaking by, keeping cover beneath the grass. Yet, somehow, the woman noticed. She gave chase, trying her darndest to catch me, and, when that failed, squish me.

      At the highway with family, driving during a clear day. An unknown Asian guy, a supposed acquaintance, was there as well. Later, the vehicle chugs, then comes to a halt. In lieu of getting assistance, the acquaintance and myself towed the entire vehicle through brute strength (with everyone else still inside), dragging/pushing it around in a complete sprint. At times, we even lifted it, which became necessary when we (incredibly) hauled it down some stairs in a parking garage. We also jumped over some ponds in a nearby marsh, only barely making the leap each time. The Asian guy seemed to be indefatigable. I, on the other hand, had to take a breather every now and then, much to his chagrin.

      At the driveway. A big gathering was occurring there. Noticed my brother had similar hair to myself.

      Updated Yesterday at 01:36 AM by 89930 (Commas in title)

      Categories
      non-lucid
    2. Log 1114 - Aiding the Red Witch and Other Assorted Stories

      by , 05-18-2018 at 03:23 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Thursday 17 May 2018

      Got three LDs to note, if two rather strained ones. There was probably another brief LD I'd forgotten in between these. There's also a fragment. I'm sure I had some other things in memory, but that's since passed.

      Dream 1 - She Ain't Picking Up

      WILD transition in bed. I had a tenuous grasp of the dream, so I hesitated momentarily. I got bored after half a minute, so I tried bringing my guide, E. But, after many attempts at calling to her, and imagining her form in reach, I just couldn't bring her in. Things collapsed soon after.

      Dream 2 - Icy-lation

      Another WILD transition in bed. Again, I lingered for a bit, waiting for something to happen, though it became apparent I had to take things into my own hands. I couldn't move. So, I fell through the bed and into the void. There, I tried bringing in E again, more intently this time, but again, no luck. Eventually, I landed in a mountainside snowfield, an overcast twilight above. This place was bare of life, a cold wind the only company. I looked around only for so long, when I sensed my physical body in bed. I couldn't maintain composure, and was corporally returned there. Still, the image persisted for a bit, silent yet moveable, remaining for at least a minute before I woke up.

      Scrap Group 1
      Unknown LD, of which I lost grasp. This somehow transitioned to below.

      Dream 3 - Aiding the Red Witch

      The visuals started quite blurred, but clarified over time. I was wandering around a city during a bright day. Semi-lucid (knew it wasn't real, but merely thought it was a dreamlet or daydream).

      Later, I was psychically alerted of some world-threatening emergency. I rushed through a busy alleyway towards a large bus stop, the site of the crisis. There awaited a live-action version of I-No, the villainess from Guilty Gear XX. But, instead of being the source of the problem, she was actually in charge of stopping it, and was, in fact, the one who drew me towards the scene. From what I gathered, a force was controlling the minds of the masses. Anyone so enthralled was then set on a rampage. Said force had already spread throughout much of the city, and would have continued uncontrollably, had not I-No barred it from doing such. Once I arrived, the Red Witch demanded I interpose myself between her and the possessed, while she performed a spell to put an end to the madness. I internally questioned her intent, knowing she didn't care for anyone but herself, nasty personality notwithstanding. Still, for someone as scary as her to deal with such a threat, it must've been serious indeed...

      I leaped past I-No, then ahead of the few remaining innocents huddled beneath the bus stop, where I formed an energy shield. Numerous stones were hurled towards us. Feeling their impact upon the barrier finally triggered lucidity. Anyway, I sensed I couldn't hold up the shield for long. I glanced back expectantly towards the witch, but she was clearly still preoccupied. "Not yet, meat puppet!", she hissed as she frantically meddled with glowing runes floating near her. Hmph.

      Well, I thought it best to take a more offensive approach. So, I yelled "Animate Object!" (as per the D&D spell), and put a street light under my command. I had it swipe through dozens of the possessed, then stamp onto incoming vehicles. But, it was later mysteriously toppled, leaving it completely inert.

      After that, I set up a Storm Pillar trap (another D&D spell) nearby, though it was unintentionally invisible. Nonetheless, it proved otherwise effective, zapping any foes that passed through with unseen electricity.

      The hostiles' ranks were growing too thick. No choice but to get my hands dirty. After drawing a small sword from nowhere, I charged at the crowd, slashing and impaling with impunity. One unfortunate fat guy was even disemboweled. Either way, it seemed the possessed were not stymied by pain, stopped only by the most crippling wounds, or death. Excitement initially got the better of me, but I eventually felt remorse in having to resort to such violence. After all, these enemies were victims themselves...

      Suddenly, the floor collapsed, sending me and those around plummeting to unknown depths.
      Things get unclear. Lost lucidity. There's a scene involving a rather bloody Tales of fighting game, which my brother Brandon and I played. The dream ended after that.

      Scrap Group 2
      In an unknown apartment suite. My brother Bud was there. I watch a video showcasing glitches in Guilty Gear XX Accent Core Plus. There's two involving I-no, a damage scaling bug, and a trick which allowed her to use Megalomania, her boss-only super. Later, some Guilty Gear Isuka combo videos with Anji. Time skip. I'm walking around an urban street near a gigantic school. I super jump dozens of stories up, yet even this wasn't enough to scale the entirety of the building.

      Updated 05-18-2018 at 03:48 AM by 89930

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
    3. Log 1113 - Magical May Dreaming Competition 2018 - Day 15

      by , 05-17-2018 at 12:28 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Quite a few things to note, including two LDs. The rest are mostly scraps, though.

      Scrap Group 1
      Various WBTBs between each dream.

      False awakening in bed. The sound of the back door opening spooked me. I'd fears of intruders breaking in, maybe crooks, or even of horror movie villains. A large figure then creeped in bed. Luckily, this was a friendly female spectre. Still, she did take the time to play tricks on me.

      Something about me and my brother Michael talking about Killer Instinct.

      At home. My niece and nephew were there, only now, their hair was an unusual orange. Made the poor guess that they must've been out in the sun too long. Their cousin, Leo, was also visiting. Michael took charge of them all. Later on, Leo fell on the floor, hollering in pain from a twisted arm. Michael lifted him up, and placed him in the nearest bed. Meanwhile, I gathered towels so as to fill them with ice for the kid's injury.

      Dream 1 - Magical May Dreaming Competition 2018 - Day 15 - Part 1

      The visuals were dim and blurred. False awakening in bed at night. I overheard dad making a commotion in the kitchen/living room. Very concerning, but also suspicious, given the time frame. Thus, I figured the dream out. I didn't roll off like usual. Instead, I 'projected' another body, sending it from out the bed and to the front door. I could see and feel through both forms, half from my left, and the other half from my right, but this quickly got disconcerting. So, I rubbed hands, until I was completely anchored to the 'dream body'. Next, I tried phasing through the door, but something kept repelling me. I resorted to go through it by jumping backwards, which worked perfectly.

      Outside under a cloudy night sky. I launched myself up high and towards the eastern horizon. Dawn light slowly emerged, and with it, a vastly more vivid sight. Concurrently, I could hear Silent Forest Zone Act 1 from Sonic Lost World sounding in the background. The music might've explain my encountering a broadleaf forest below. I land on a clearing to ponder for a bit. Out of spontaneity, I conjured Eddie from the shadows. He had this big, goofy smile on his face, more a caricature of his normal self (well, as normal as an amorphous, shark-looking shadow beast would be). Actually, as I looked around, the environment had a more whimsical, cartoony appearance, huge leaves spinning all around me in the background. Anyway, I shouted orders at Eddie, commanding him to become a buzzsaw, then a drill. Looked kinda weird to see this frontward rather than side-to-side as in the usual games. I then took off again on my own.

      Later on, I arrived at a prairie, the sun fully risen, and the visuals realistic again. I soon landed by a dated shopping center, approaching from the back of the stores. Remembering the contest, I called out to various DV members, including KarlaB18 (though I initially mistakenly called her KarlaB12, and at times, Carlie). When no one showed up, I started shouting their names in feigned outrage. In hindsight, probably didn't help. There were some passerby's near a bar, many of those folk of college age, though I couldn't distinguish anyone by sight (and didn't think ask). I then tried the chocolate cake TOTM. I tried summoning a piece of chocolate cake. Darkness swirled around my hand, but failed to solidify. Things destabilized, and I woke up.


      Dream 2 - Magical May Dreaming Competition 2018 - Day 15 - Part 2


      Scene 1 - Realized The Mix Up a Bit Too Late
      The visuals were a bit blurred. I was working in my old job at the gas station (again?). A former co-worker, Rita, was there as well. While in the registers, a tall balding guy said he had trouble with pump 17. This threw me off a bit, as there was no such numbered pump. Then, out of nowhere, an enormous queue formed before me. Furthermore, the orders between Rita and I had somehow got jumbled up. While trying to sort this mess, I got lucid... if only for a few seconds before the dream collapsed. DEILD back in.

      Scene 2 - Warp Blast of Disapproval
      Similar visuals. I was at home, upstairs. Got aware once I remembered being in bed. I overheard my in the nearby room speaking with mom, the two talking a lot of smack about me for whatever reason. I tried just concentrating on other things, but they got obnoxiously loud. So, I fired a ki-blast at their direction, a warning shot aimed towards the ceiling there. Somehow, I got warped in that very location. I slid down to the floor of the oddly empty room. Got lost in thought. Things destabilized, and the dream collapsed for good.

      Updated 05-17-2018 at 03:07 AM by 89930

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
    4. Log 1112 - Dog and Paper Ploy

      by , 05-16-2018 at 12:31 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Tuesday 15 May 2018

      Just a a dream today. I did get several near-LD transitions, but dropped the ball each time...

      Dream 1 - Dog and Paper Ploy

      Scene 1 - Diligence and Fatigue
      The visuals were slightly blurred. I was in a highschool classroom as a student, a science course, I believe. While the lessons were being set up, the others diligently finished up homework from their other classes. Figured this was expected of every students there. I woulda done the same, but felt too fatigued to get anything done. Unknown transition.

      Scene 2 - Dog Rick
      Similar visuals. Spectator mode. I was watching Rick and Morty. The title characters were at their home's lounge. Only, Rick had turned himself into a small dog, just for the heck of it. His grandson was upset, certain this was just a ploy from Rick to avoid certain responsibilities again. Through some mishap, Morty fell on his head, and went unconscious. Rick desperately looked for a way to his lab/garage, but his current form kept him from going there. Somehow, he made it outside. Dog Rick called out for help, but (for whatever reason) Morty was the only person that could understand him. Just then, a large, vicious dog jumped in, and chased after him. Warp

      Scene 3 - Paper-Thin Disguise

      The visuals were clearer. I was at my old job at the gas station. But now, I had the form of a small piece of paper, a receipt, maybe. Although I could speak freely, I otherwise had limited mobility. Through unknown, incredible means, I'd previously set up a disguise, a mannequin, which I controlled through a system of pulleys. This ruse allowed me to at least man the registers without suspicion.

      One unfortunate breeze was all it took to put in an end to all of that. I was now on the floor, almost completely helpless. Soon, a few former co-workers passed by, of whom I could identify Chloe, Edie, and Saul. Despite the predicament, I initially thought it too embarrassing to call out for help, unreasonably presuming they'd mock me for my state. Eventually, I did do just that, if reluctantly. Edie was the first to notice, and as should've been expected, she was quite shocked. I asked her to place me back onto that mannequin machine I'd set up. She was far more concerned about my safety, but after some convincing, she complied.

      Later on, I got a call from the fire department. The man on the other line had numerous questions about the security system in the building. This made me quite suspicious. I claimed most of his queries involved access to the office, which I didn't have at the moment, but that didn't seem to concern him. In an instant, Brigid, my former boss in that place, showed up to buy something. Given her bewildered look, she seemed to have seen past my disguise. Whatever the case, I handed the phone over to her, let her deal with that.

      Woke up soon after.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    5. Log 1111 - Dark Tension

      by , 05-15-2018 at 12:10 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Got a very brief DILD to note. There's lots of other dreams I've since forgotten.

      Dream 1 - Dark Tension

      Scene 1 - Poof, Just Like That
      The visuals were very dim and quite blurred. I was walking out the door at night. Got aware. I rubbed hands, but things quickly destabilized. DEILD back in.

      Scene 2 - Orbiting Iridescence

      Similar visuals. Transition in bed. Felt very tense, and I had trouble controlling my (in-dream) breathing. Tried transitioning by rolling off bed, then attempted to summon my DG, E, but couldn't do either. Later, I floated around the room, if not fully controlled, for I was unwillingly orbited around an unseen point. I thought of the chocolate cake TOTM, and tried conjuring such in my hand, but no luck. The dim visuals was bothering me. So, I called out "Continual Light" (as per the D&D spell). Mesmerizing iridescence sprung from my hand, though it wasn't very bright. I tried raising its intensity. Instead, like ink, the light spread throughout the room. The dream collapsed soon afterwards.

      Updated 05-15-2018 at 12:14 AM by 89930 (oops, wrong type of LD)

      Categories
      lucid
    6. Log 1110 - Seiken Densetsu, Family Baseball Game, Supernatural Supermarket, and DBZ Argument Scraps

      by , 05-13-2018 at 10:17 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Not much today...

      Scrap Group 1
      Watching a playthrough of Seiken Densetsu 3. There's alternate routes compared to the regular game.

      At a baseball park, getting ready for a supposed big game between family and friends. Dad's handing out cleats, though there wasn't enough for everyone. My friend Marco was there, but I tried avoiding him.

      Something about being in a supermarket/megastore? Lots of impossible and mysterious things occur there.

      Watching DBZ. Vegeta and Goku argue, then get into a less-than-friendly sparring match.
      Categories
      dream fragment
    7. Log 1109 - Plummeted Fortune

      by , 05-13-2018 at 12:22 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Saturday 12 May 2018

      Not much today, but at least nothing disturbing like last time.

      Scrap Group 1
      Watching One Punch Man . There's this new hero with gravity based powers, which he inexplicably (or not, given the nature of the series) acquired after an accident with a faulty electric outlet. He and a friend of his are tasked with taking out a villainous alien, but the title character beats them to it. Out of misplaced loyalty and jealousy, the friend sets up a duel between the gravity hero and Saitama, despite reluctance from both.

      Something of my cousin, Safi visiting. Later, a soldier I supposedly knew stops by as well. The two get along.

      Dream 1 - Plummeted Fortune

      Scene 1 - Moana the $11 Million Dollar Lobbyist
      The visuals were a bit blurred. I was at home. Apparently, a Pacific Native lady (whom seemed suspiciously like an older, real life version of Moana) was living in my house. What's more, I'd a fortune of $11 million dollars. Or did, for I donated everything I had to the woman, the basis being some political cause she pitched, and that I felt I had no use for it. Possibly regaining some sense, and 'remembering' that the US economy was (within the dream) in danger of collapsing, I asked to get at least $1 million back. The woman was reluctant, but eventually gave in.

      Things get unclear. Some scenes about campaigning, part occurring in a debate floor, part in a university gym. Transition.

      Scene 2 - Classic Kaizo Trap
      Similar visuals. I wasn't too sure where I was. My brother, Fulton, was nearby, playing a Super Mario World hack. In this mod, Vanilla Dome was now sealed, and could only be accessed by a hidden warp. The first stage in that world seemed relatively normal... until the end, where a pitfall emerged at the goalpoast. In fact, such seemingly unavoidable hazards were encountered throughout the next couple of levels. Classic Kaizo traps. Fulton found this humorous enough to keep going.

      Later, I saw a clip from the old Super Mario Bros. cartoons. A giant talking vulture captured the title characters, and carried them to her nest. They thought they were goners. But, it turned out the bird was only looking for company. I 'recalled' smaller versions of such creatures, named 'dreamers', appeared in the actual games as enemies. That's a drastic role change.

      I woke up soon after.

      Updated 05-13-2018 at 03:58 AM by 89930

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    8. Log 1108 - Tonight's Forecast: Embarrassment, Curiosity, and Rage

      by , 05-12-2018 at 03:30 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Friday 11 May 201

      Just a fragment and dream today.

      Scrap Group 1

      At a fancy resort with family. We wandered from a lounge and into several dining areas. Much of the food looked to be standard fair, but was quite overpriced. I 'remembered' there was an adjacent casino with decent food for much cheaper, making me wonder why we didn't stop there. At one point, I stumbled into the food prep area. All of the products seemed to be processed directly from raw resources. Later, some random guy gave advice. I kinda ignored him, hurting the guy's feelings. Something about this somehow plays into a forgotten scene in the dream below.

      Dream 1 - Tonight's Forecast - Embarrassment, Curiosity, and Rage

      Scene 1 - Embarrassing Tech Job Training
      The visuals were a bit blurred. I was in a large conference room with a sizeable crowd. Apparently, I was a recent hire for some IT jo, of which I was going through training.

      Leading this presentation was a sharply dressed, olive skinned man with black flattop hair, one of the higher ups in the place. He set up a projector, of which displayed various facets networking, and working with several kinds of Linux-based terminals. As I was writing notes, the boss took a seat nearby. To give him space, I had to clear away my belongings messily scattered on the floor. Quite an embarrassing display on my part.

      Later on, I tried getting closer to the projector for a better look at the material. There wasn't room to squeeze through. So, I shrunk myself to less than half my size, running under the others' chairs and legs until I reached the front.

      Upon a closer look at the material, I realized that many of my own files were on display. This included a variety of emulated games. Given I (supposedly) did this on a work computer... well, yet another embarrassment... Transition.

      Scene 2 - Control Converter and Vintage Speakers
      The visuals were dimmer. I was in an unknown apartment suite, a barebones place without any view of the outside, and not even drywall to cover its own outer brick walls from the inside. My brother, Antonio, was there, as was my nephew, Patrick, I believe.

      Soon, a large package arrived. Various large electronics were inside. One of these was a compact but clearly vintage (and possibly expensive, given its engraved metallic boxes) speaker system. The other was some kind of multi-console controller converter hub. This device had slots for Sega Saturn and Dreamcast, and I believe I saw ports for Playstation 1 and 2 and Sega Genesis pads, as well. A manual claimed this was made to be specifically compatible with various kinds of emulators.

      Antonio hooked up a Saturn and CRT TV lying around, and tested the hub out. He cycled through various niche fighting games, mostly 3D ones, but I don't recall details. As he did that, I messed around with the stereo. Interestingly, this device had numerous pre-amp options tailor-made for each video game console. There were also several mixer controls, but given the limited space, it required complicated commands and tuning to get much use out of it.

      Unknown transition.

      Scene 3 - Drunk Fuming
      The visuals were a bit blurred. I was in an unknown house, going out to its back yard. There was a pretty big party going on, mostly a family event. It seemed the lot of them decided to get drop-dead drunk. What wretchedness. As a teetotaler, I found this to be a most despicable sight. Well, who am I to judge...

      My ma, woefully, one of such drunks. She soon lets out a stream of insults to anyone in her sights, many remarks way out of line. Mom or not, I was infuriated beyond reason. With an empty bottle I was trashing, I did the unthinkable, and 'accidentally' bonked mom in the head. Luckily, this didn't damage her. No one believed the farce, yet, no one seemed to care at all of such violence, including her. Not that this abated my anger in the slightest.

      Don't recall how this ended.

      Updated 05-12-2018 at 03:47 AM by 89930

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    9. Log 1107 - Fork in the Streams

      by , 05-11-2018 at 02:02 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Thursday 10 May 2018

      Got a very long dream to note, a brief moment of which was a DILD. There's also some scraps.
      Spoiler for Not gonna lie, it's a wall of text:

      Dream 1 - Fork in the Streams

      Scene 1 - Sun Temple Ruins One Mile From Home
      The visuals were clear. I was going out for a walk around my neighborhood as part of my exercise routine, doing so during a cloudy near-dusk.

      Later, I go further south than usual. The surroundings changed drastically, from a suburbs to the site of ancient ru*ins deep within a tropical forest. There, I met up with this explorer lady, an athletically built bronze skinned brunette dressed in worn hiking gear. She seemed a bit surprised to see anyone else there, yet was quick to have me follow. Not that it was a problem; I was already quite intrigued.

      Soon into our travel, we found a massive palm tree, its coconuts each the size of wreckings ball. She'd offered a race to the top. I started my way up, but quickly realize this was an unlikely climb. Not that it mattered, since the explorer admitted she was joking.

      Some more walking and an awkward moment of silence later, I spotted the sun peeking through the clouds. Even though it was supposedly twilight, the sun appeared high above the western sky, and yet, was giving off red-orange light as if it was already in the horizon. Its beams highlighted an object placed atop a ruined carved pillar, some kind of mineral orb. Beneath it was a stone statue of a human-sized gorgon (of the snake-tail-in-place-of-legs, pleasant-faced variety), created in such a way so as to be reaching for the sphere. Actually, this statue seemed unnaturally realistic and well preserved. Realizing I'd powers, I floated up for a closer look at both.

      "I wouldn't touch that", warned the fellow traveller. "You wouldn't like it when it's awake."

      "Heheh, yeah, I knew that", I responded sheepishly.

      I took a moment to make faces and silly gestures at the statue. Perhaps a moment too long for my companion, for she was already much further ahead. Once I caught up, I found we were at the entrance of a modernized city. This landscape was built near a wide forked river, each stream incredibly wide. We didn't seem to know exactly where this was, but guessed it must've been somewhere in one of the Pacific States. Unknown transition.

      Scene 2 - Dead Mall
      The visuals were quite dim. I was inside the second highest level of a desolate mall. The adventurer above was with me as well. There was no power in the site, and, save for some stray toppled furniture, it was mostly bare.

      It soon became apparrent why this place was abandoned: the living dead were amok. Most of these dead consisted of walking skeletons. They weren't openly hostile. Yet, like machines gone awry, their brisk, aimless movement gave them a penchant to violently crash into things, a great danger to both themselves and anything in their path.

      The explorer and I cleared a way through these skeletons, quite easily, given their fragility. While pushing through, we tried keeping near the edge of platforms. Risky business, but it allowed effortless disposal of any undead that bumbled in too close.

      Eventually, we found tubular slides leading to the lower floor. I elected to cover our retreat. As the woman slid down, I was suddenly accosted by a 'zombie mage', if the living corpse's wizard hat and robes were any indication. The creature and I struggled a bit, our grapple unwittingly taking us down the slide. Once at the bottom, the zombie drew the surrounding skeletons towards me. At such rate, I woulda been mauled for sure. In reaction, I let out a shockwave, blowing each of the living dead to pieces. I wasn't all that happy having to release so much power on a 'chump fight', and an avoidable one at that. Although I felt it wasn't anywhere near everything I had, there was no telling how much I would need later... Things get unclear. Unknown transition.

      Scene 3 - Vegeta Fight Several Seasons Too Early
      The visuals were slightly blurred. Spectator mode. I was watching an episode of classic Dragon Ball. This was mostly just kid Goku flying around on his nimbus. But later, Goku was attacked by Vegeta, not a fight that would occur so early. There were plenty more discrepancies to Vegeta, such his miscolored hair and armor (much as it was very early in his actual first appearances), his greatly reduced strength (though still much greater than Goku's), and, above all, his going by a completely different name. Supposedly, this character was created by one of Toriyama's subordinates, and was intended to appear this early in the series, but shelved for later. Unknown transition.

      Scene 4 - Unprofessional Baseball Riot
      The visuals were dim. I was playing baseball in a poorly lit domed stadium. This was a supposed semi-professional game, each teams consisting of both men and women of a fairly wide age range. I myself was both catcher and captain for my team.

      First few innings went in our favor. But later on, our pitcher made a bad call, leading to the current hitter getting a two-run homer. Our team's coaches called for time. We made an agreement to bring in a replacement pitcher, a short college age girl, and the latest member of the fold. But, as she went to stand, one of the other players blurted doubts on her experience. The girl went livid. A big commotion stirred up, starting solely with our team, then embroiling the other as well. Cue riot. By the end of this, our group was banned from playing the next few games. Unknown transition.

      Scene 5 - A Brief Lucid Return to Fork Stream City
      The visuals were clear. I was in the outskirts of a large city, cloudy twilight above. I launch myself to the heavens. But, it seemed to take an inordinate amount of time to get through the clouds. Things blurred up. This somehow brought awareness. Took a moment to rub hands. Eventually, I finally made it above the haze and to the clear twilight sky. I flew to the horizon, past a whole ocean and green continent. In time, I spot a city placed around a forked river. Wait, didn't I see this before? Kinda dropped lucidity. I landed, where I met up with an unknown supposed fellow traveller. Much as in a previous scene, we debated what city this was. Unknown transition.

      Scene 6 - DreamView's FireFlyMan - Coming Soon to a Theatre Near You
      Similar visuals. I was seated in a fast food place. Characters from various media were about. This included Jasper from Steven Universe and a random Saiyan entering the store, both in the middle of a lewd joke. At a distant table, I spotted my cousin, Jason, seated by himself. Wary of his presence, I began leaving, though doubted I could do so unseen. So, I became invisible via vibration. Incidentally, this also let me phase through the walls.

      Now, I was outside a riverside city, flashing lights illuminating the night sky. I made my way across a small pedestrian bridge. Contrasting the scenic view, the stench of wild beasts filled the air. Suddenly, Vegeta emerged from the depths (again miscolored and named differently), and attacks. I hold him off a bit, when another unknown figure smashes into my opponent from his flank. Worn and injured, the Saiyan prince retreats back into the water.

      This new ally and myself both agreed Vegeta would return. So, we hid inside the second floor window suite of a nearby apartment building. My partner had since become Tony Stark. As we lingered, I decided to grab something from the fridge. Just then, I heard a noise, possibly one of the tenants. Whereas Tony was close enough to a hiding spot, I was practically out in the open. I reactively flickered back into invisibility just in the nick of time. There passed a little girl, rubbing her eyes in confusion, as she was sure she saw someone just then. Once given the chance, me and Tony climb out the window and jump to the streets. I glanced back up, and found a bewildered, deep tan skinned woman in her late thirties/early fourties peeking out the window.

      Things rewind. I was back in the apartment. This time, instead of becoming invisible, I shrunk myself. I creeped away from the girl, only to almost get unwittingly stepped on by her guardian's (the girl's aunt, as I later overheard) bare foot. I sensed it would've been a matter of time before either spotted me. So, I flew to the window, then evoked a blinking aura around me. This light show dazzled the woman and her niece, enough so that once I stopped, they've completely lost track of me. I flew right under their noses, went out the door, then went back to the streets, restoring myself to normal size for good measure.

      Just when I thought Tony (who was already outside) and I made a clean break, the woman above began shouting at us.

      "Hey!", she yelled. I froze up, and did my best to look away. "Hey, you're Tony! And that's that superhero! Firefly Man, right?"

      False memories affirmed this. Still, I wasn't looking for such attention. "Uh, no?"

      "Yeah... yeah! That is you!" No tricking her again, it seemed. "So... what were you doing up here?"

      I glanced back at her, and chuckled. "You'll have to watch tonight's news to find out.

      The woman flashed a cheeky smile. "Well, good luck!"

      The area is then flooded with Stark's fans. He's similarly preoccupied with a phone call, then walked elsewhere. Meanwhile, I make a call of my own, contacting my parents, both of whom were, against further reason, in on this superhero gig. They direct me to a nearby plaza, where we'd meet up.

      I catch up to my travelling companion, only now, he had his role changed with an old friend, Leon. Anyway, we join up with my ma and pa. The latter starts giving random (but useful) advice. But, it seemed all but me and (partially) mom knew of his presence, while I alone could hear him. In fact, I was able to summon and un-summon dad via the phone.

      Things get unclear. Our group take an elevator up a higher level in the plaza, where we discussed some plan. Transition.

      Scene 7 - Dexter Lab - The Lost Potion Episode
      The visuals were a bit blurrier. Spectator mode again, only with narration. I'm speaking to my brother Martin about a supposed lost episode of Dexter's Lab. This entailed the namesake boy genius acquiring a compulsion to create 'potions', an act strongly disapproved of by his parents. He later runs away from home, of which was not the one found in the series, but instead a suite in a sizeable condominium complex. Apparently, all of this was a thinly veiled allegory for some demographic, resulting in the episode and another packaged with it getting banned. Transition.

      Scene 8 - Early Vegeta Resurfaces!
      Similar visuals. I was walking out the above-mentioned complex during a thin overcast day.

      I make my way around a deserted suburban neighborhood. False memories affirmed this was some kind of post-apocalyptic scenario.Later, I arrived by a fierce river, whole branches and similarly large debris towed violently in its muddy waters. An unknown companion was by the riverbed, waiting for me.

      After a short discussion, my peer alerts me of a stench. They'd immediately reminded me of the above fight with Vegeta (still going by that unknown name), warning me to keep on alert. Soon enough, the Saiyan leaped out the water, and once again, challenges us both to a fight. While thinking of a way to deal with him, I blurted out my opponent's birth name. Somehow, this restores Vegeta's memory of his true name and heritage. Such knowledge overwhelms the prince, leaving him in a screaming fit.

      I soon awaken.

      Scrap Group 1
      Watching Law and Order. McCoy was in one of his trademark rants.

      Play wrestling with my nephew, Zalmon. Somehow, I accidentally broke his elbow. Quite a shock, until his arm magically realigned itself. He seemed ok, just a bit annoyed.

      Updated 05-11-2018 at 03:38 AM by 89930

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , memorable , dream fragment
    10. Logs 1103 - 1104

      by , 05-08-2018 at 02:39 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Got hit with a bad sore the last few days, but that's subsided now. I'll hope it stays that way.

      Log 1103 - Hooked Hand and Rick Brain Swap Scraps
      Created Monday 06 May 2018

      Scrap Group 1
      At home. I'm fixing some electronic. Somehow, my hand gets impaled by a plastic hook, punctured from the back and going straight through the palm. Dad recklessly (yet cleanly) pulls it out.

      At home. My brother is watching Rick and Morty in pain view of my neice and nephew. This episode had Rick negotiated with an alien to swap bodies with each other. Part of the procedure involved disembowelment. That's when I've decided the kids've seen enough.

      Log 1104 - Elona Taxes Urban Area and Evil Fighters Scraps
      Created Monday 07 May 2018

      Scrap Group 1

      Playing Elona+ Custom. I accidentally take all the gold from my shop's safe. High taxes were certain.

      At an apartment room in an old urban area.

      Spectator. Set in a busy shopping center during an overcast day. Frieza from DBZ suddenly appeared. He demanded to know where Goku was, lethally zapping those who didn't know, and telekinetically thrusting others that only had partial knowledge. Later, I'm given the role of Akuma from Street Fighter, who was looking for Ryu. I Ashura Warp throughout the place, startling people when I phased through them. Eventually, I find Ryu, whom was much different than usual. Apparently, he'd adopted a contemporary lifestyle, having his own vehicle, and even a wife (who was in late term pregancy). And yet, Akuma would not back down from a fight, and attacked the former world champion. During the fierce bout, Ryu's wife vehicularly assaulted Akuma. In response, Akuma smashed the car with a Messatsu Gou Shoryu. He then charged up a Messatsu Gou Hadou, when the dream ended.

      Updated 05-09-2018 at 02:26 AM by 89930

      Categories
      dream fragment
    11. Log 1102 - Magical May 2018 Competition - Day 4

      by , 05-05-2018 at 09:38 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Saturday 05 May 2018

      Got a DILD to note. There were a whole bunch of other dreams, but a kind of discomfort made recollection difficult.

      Several intended and unintended WBTBs before this dream.

      Dream 1 - Magical May 2018 Competition

      Scene 1 - Inustrial Communal Place Brief Awareness
      The visuals were blurred. I was an unknown wide facility, metal plating covering much of its walls. There was someone chasing me, or at least someone I was avoiding. So, while floating around, I kept near the ceilings, occasionally phasing through the ducts up to higher levels. Later, I found my brother, Alvaro in some communal bedroom. Got briefly aware. Immediate transition.

      Scene 2 - Bare Diminutive Awareness
      The visuals were blurred. I was home, showering upstairs, dim twilight peeking in from the window. Noticed the bathroom looked absurdly spaceous, retriggering lucidity. I made my way downstairs to the lounge, where I shrunk myself, first down to 1 foot in height, then even smaller. I then looked around, expecting to find unknown DCs to mess around with. Things destabilized. Took a moment to rub hands and concentrate. Transition half a minute later.

      Scene 3 - May 2018 TOTM Advance Task I
      The visuals were clear. I was at the lounge again, only back to full size. I step outside, but not to my neighborhood. Instead, I found myself at the lounge area of a beachside resort. A vast, round wicker canopy covered the place, the surrounding walkways, and most of the nearby shops, and also concealed a clear blue sky above. Seeing passerby's got me worried of my apparel (or lack thereof, given the whole shower thing above). An unnecessary concern, as I found I was already wearing pool shorts, a dark blue tanktop, and running shoes.

      I started recalling the TOTMs, settling for the ice cream one. After some searching, I found a flower growing near an unkempt bush behind a trash can, the bloom akin to a deep violet trumpet creeper. Through telekinesis, I plucked the flower, and kept it hovering over my hand. I then tried changing it. Initially, it transformed into formless darkness, before finally settling into a large glass full of white ice cream. I ate a fingerful, but could taste and feel nothing, just a faint blandness. Both the food and environment were deteriorating. A half minute of concentration fixed as much. This time, the ice cream had a slightly yellowish tint. I took a dab, which felt much colder and a bit coarser than normal ice cream (more akin to the low fat/fat free variety, or frozen yogurt). As for the taste, it was plain vanilla flavored, followed by an oatmeal-ish aftertase.

      Couldn't think of much else better to do. So I floated around aimlessly. It took more effort than usual to get off the ground, let alone to keep balance, which I could only manage by waving my arms around like an oaf. Furthermore, I couldn't get much higher than a head above a nearby archway.


      The dream collapsed soon after. I tried DEILDing back in, but lost lucidity.

      Scene 4 - Where'd He Get My ID?
      The visuals were a bit blurred. This depicted the life of some young, lanky manager in a print shop. Through some crazy coincidence, his former boss from his old job, a stumpy guy with glasses, was now under his employ. Though a diligent worker, this ex-boss was also quite needy, demanding constant advice and oversight.

      I was later given the young manager's role. The stumpy guy started bothering me to trade personal contact info with each other, more than I was sure was needed, down to our driver's liscense ID numbers. This made me very suspicious of my current state. Well, that, and that I found my own ID in this this young guy's wallet. The dream ended before I could do much about that.

      Scrap Group 1
      Some guy is making douchebag comments. I put him on an Argentine Backbreaker hold, then tossed him aside when he started whimpering.

      Updated 05-05-2018 at 10:45 PM by 89930

      Categories
      dream fragment , lucid , non-lucid , task of the month
    12. Log 1101 - Orphe's Fate and Wood Man Loop Scraps

      by , 05-05-2018 at 12:30 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Bad sleep, bad recall, bad opportunities for LDs...

      Scrap Group 1
      Playing Elona+ Custom. There's extra translated dialogue pertaining to Orphe's fate. Specifically, that he'd been trapped in some kind of time loop after unsealing that bound demon.

      Browsing the internet. Wood Man's theme from Mega Man - The Wily Wars was sounding repeatedly.

      Updated 05-05-2018 at 02:38 AM by 89930 (fixed link format)

      Categories
      dream fragment
    13. Log 1100 - DILD In WILD's Clothing

      by , 05-04-2018 at 01:28 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Thursday 03 May 2018

      Got a fragment and a DILD to note. There was a lot more non-lucid portions to the latter, and I'm sure several other dreams besides.

      Scrap Group 1
      At a beach with family. We left at dusk, at a time when the tides were rather strong. Warp. At home. Akuma and Ryu from Street Fighter were visiting, apparently to ask me for new pairs of sandals, of all things. Furthermore, me and my brother Arnie somehow knew how to make geta's for the two. That would've taken at least a week's work to get done. In the moment, I could only loan out my nephew's sandals to Akuma (the guy was laughably short).

      WBTB by meditating. Certain distractions kept me up longer than I would've preferred.

      Dream 1 - DILD In WILD's Clothing

      Scene 1 - Another Inner WILD
      The visuals were a bit blurred. I was upstairs in my sister Estrella's place. Seems I had to take care of my niece, Annette. I felt extraordinarily exhausted, enough so to just drop strait to bed. Both Arnie and Estrella passed by eventually, muttering disparaging remarks under their breaths. Meh.

      Somehow, I was of mind to start a WILD. I quickly fell 'asleep' with complete awareness, and with my eyes opened, no less. Took the next minute to meditate, which caused the others to fade from view. I then shrunk myself for the fun of it. Next, I jumped down, and made my way out (or rather, under) the door. Things destabilized. I rubbed hands and concentrated while awaiting a transition.

      Scene 2 - Missed That Kiss...
      The visuals were slightly blurred. I was in an unknown bedroom, dawn light peeking in from a distant window. Just about everything there was white, including the floor, the walls, the shades, and the bed covers.

      I shrunk down once again, first to the size of an action figure, then to only about an inch high. Next, I leaped onto the bed, the creases on its sheets like small hills from my perspective. While gadding about, a gigantic woman steps in view, a nice looking blonde in white pajamas (of course). Perhaps too alluring for someone who'd just woken up, but I digress. She approaches, seemingly unaware of me, if not for her mischievous smile. Indeed, she seats herself alarmingly close to me, and in such a manner so as to shake the mattress as much as possible.

      We greeted each other silently with a mutual gaze. The lady allowed me to climb on her palm. Then, to my surprise, she drew me closer to her pursed lips.
      But alas, I quickly lost hold of the dream, causing another unwitting transition.

      Various forgotten, non-lucid scenes. Something about being in a hotel room with family. Don't recall how this ended.

      Updated 05-04-2018 at 03:13 AM by 89930 (removing cruftl fixing typos)

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
    14. Log 1099 - Morbidity and Fury

      by , 05-02-2018 at 11:46 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Wednesday 02 May 2018

      Got one dream in memory today, part of which I had lucidity. There's a lot more to it, I'm sure, perhaps even another lucid scene...


      WBTB, then insomnia, before this dream started.

      Dream 1 - Morbidity and Fury

      Scene 1 - Smooth, Fuzzy Frohawk
      The visuals were a bit blurred. I was in the bathroom. While shaving, I noticed my hair had randomly changed into a mishmashed frohawk, fuzzy at some parts, and smooth in others. Took about minute before I figured out the dream. Things destabilized. There were various forgotten scenes before a transition to below.

      Scene 2 - Corpse Curiosity
      Stuck at the void. Still aware. I got morbidly curious of how people would react to finding a corpse in public. While remaining a disembodied spectator, a scene formed ahead, blurred at first, then mostly clarifying over time. This depicted a large arborous park in the middle of a city, overcast day sky above. Exposed behind a bench and trash can was the body of a dead woman, 40's, average build, slightly tanned skin, dirty blond hair, and in warm-colored formal wear. There were no apparent wounds, nor signs of decomposition.

      Passerby's appeared within a minute's time. At first, people didn't seem to notice her, or perhaps they just didn't care at all. Later, a mother and young child seated themselves on the bench. It took the kid's inquery, then horrified reaction, to finally get people to acknowledge the tragedy. Before any emergency personnel arrived, a pack of reprobates started openly looting the dead woman's belongings.
      This disturbed me enough to lose awareness. Unwitting transition.

      Scene 3 - Toy Air Counterattack
      The visuals were a bit blurred. Semi-lucid (knew this wasn't real, just not necessarily a dream). I was walking between the aisles of a toy store. Notably, I was an extraordinalily tiny figure within this enviornment, perhaps no bigger than a sugar ant.

      Soon, a woman (gigantic from my viewpoint) passes by. In fact, this was the above-mentioned dead lady, only very much alive at that point, of course. I float up to eye level, where I waved and shouted a greeting at her. Upon noticing me, the woman was driven into a snarling rage, swatting and striking at me without relent. Reactively, I created a fighter jet, forming it such that I was already flying it. I swooped around the angry giantess, dodging her attacks. Concurrently, I blasted her when given the chance, taking shots at and behind her joints. These may as well have been toy munitions, for they had no effect, save for enraging the woman further.

      One bad turn, and the jet was caught in the giant woman's hand. She then made the unusually diligent effort to try and peel me out of my vehicle. Well, whatever she had in mind, the dream ended before she could act out on such.

      Updated 05-03-2018 at 12:14 AM by 89930

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    15. Log 1095 - Botanical Draqueduct Trial and Other Assorted Stories

      by , 04-30-2018 at 01:31 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Sunday 29 April 2018

      Got various things to note, though I've lost memory of several of these.

      Scrap Group 1
      Something about a highway drive.

      Went to a fancy Chinese Buffet with my friend Vlad and brother Javy, the entrance priced agreeably at $6 per person. While going through the food counters, an attendant handed each of us a gigantic bucket of fried rice. I forgot it while serving myself other things, and only realized when I took my seat.

      Dream 1 - Coincidental Return to My Old Job

      The visuals were mostly clear. I was working again in my old job at the gas station. Coincidentally, Anthony, a former co-worker who'd left before I did, supposedly returned just a month prior. Spent quite a while catching up with ourselves, even if I'm embarrassed to admit certain matters. Later, I man the registers, only it was logged in someone else's name. Enter another presumed co-worker, a tall black guy. I realized we were never formerly introduced, but seeing as a lot of time has already passed, it would've been awkward to do so at that moment. A former boss, Paul, also showed up briefly.

      Not too sure on much else. I know some woman ended up behind the registers to pick out cigarettes for herself. Don't recall how this ended.

      Dream 2 - Botanical Draqueduct Trial

      The visuals were slightly blurred. I was wandering around in the mid-upper levels of an apartment building, a grey sky visible out the windows. Later on, I go through walkways interconnecting the structure with adjacent buildings. These platforms got dangerously narrow at times, reduced to even a long wooden plank at its worst.

      Eventually, I meet up with a striking figure, a tall woman with impressive musculature, and a forceful personality to match. She demanded I follow her into one of the buildings. Seemed unwise to not to heed as much. Inside was a series of blue stone hallways. A spectacular bloom of vines and other plantlife decorated every inch of this structure. Such vegetation grew thicker the deeper we went. And then, the plants began moving. They lashed out, forcing us further inside. As I was crossing a doorway, a shrub suddenly sprouted behind me, interposing between the woman and I. She bade I not mind her, that I continue on my own. I did so without hesitation. As I went further ahead, the vegetation dwindled in number. Soon after, I found myself back at the entrance.

      The tough lady was already there, alive and well. She explained that I'd gone through some kind of trial, one only select persons were allowed to complete. After that, she takes me to another nearby building. Upon taking one step inside, a plant emerges yet again from behind, blocking me from the woman, the exit, and even from any light. "You alone were chosen", grunted the woman. "This is something you have to do on your own."

      Unnerved, I walk towards the darkened open space ahead. Just then, a deep voice boomed from above.

      "You have come far in this trial.", said the enigma. "Now, final judgement is upon you. But beware" the voice bellowed fearsomely, "failure in this next test will result in your certain demise. Prepare yourself!"

      I shook in place uncontrollably. Only, I realized it wasn't me, but the entire structure itself. The floor quickly gave way. Now, I found myself sliding backwards through the winding tunnels of a vast stonework aqueduct, the sky partially in view through narrow slits above. I started looking for a way out of this unintended ride, when I noticed a terrifying figure overhead: a massive dragon, bony spikes protruding from its olive-green scales.

      "How long can you survive?!", taunted the creature, quite apparently the source of the aforementioned voice.

      I forced myself to go faster, hoping that I could somehow outrun the beast. Indeed, I did soon lose sight of it. But then, I found myself face to face with its massive jaws, snapping in from one of several occasional large openings on the walls of the structure. Luckily, its wicked fangs missed me by a hair.

      Reactively, I reached into my pockets, but could only find a handful of stones. Still, I 'figured' I had magical abilities. I enchanted the stones, then waited. Eventually, while passing some large gaps, I saw the creature trying to swoop in at me. So, I hurled a stone at it, if feebly (I was still getting dragged by currents, after all). Nonetheless, even a mere graze caused it great distress. Roaring in fury, the dragon responded by breathing a gout of flame, almost incinerating me, had not the tunnel closed again in the nick of time. When it next tried to attack, I conjured an earth elemental, created from the materials of the structure itself. This being obviously stood little chance, but it could at least occupy the menace long enough to give me some distance.

      Later on, my ride was abruptly halted by my getting dropped into a huge cistern. I swam around momentarily, scouting for an exit, but could see none. This delay cost me my lead. The dragon soon hovered in from above. In such circumstances, I was all but helpless. Just as I thought my demise was imminent, I was suddenly flushed into the depths. When I came to, I found myself sliding down that aqueduct all over again. The trial wasn't over.

      Much of that sequence repeats, until I eventually woke up.

      Scrap Group 2
      Some extended scenes of the work dream above.

      Updated 04-30-2018 at 03:46 AM by 89930 (spell check)

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable , dream fragment
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