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    1. Log 1024 - February 2018 TOTM Bonus Task and Other Assorted Stories

      by , 02-18-2018 at 12:29 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Saturday 17 February 2018

      Got quite a bit to note, including two DILDs.

      Scrap Group 1

      Repeated dreams. I think these were horror themed, and set in a forest.

      Reading other member's journals in DV. Noticed someone mentioning getting in a fight with my guide, E (or a character with a similar name), who'd apparently used moths to attack.

      Watching King of the Hill. There was a roadkill squirrel by the neighborhood lot. Hank goes off to get supplies to clean it off. When he returns, he found that it'd already been removed. Bill later reveals having cooked and eaten the carcass.

      Dream 1 - February 2018 TOTM Bonus Task

      Scene 1 - Beware of Duck
      The visuals were slightly blurred. I was going down a dirt road in a wetland forest, a silver blue sky above. A Dwarf Fortress styled interface occupied my viewpoint from below, along with a like-styled ASCII mini-map.

      That might've explained why I thought it a good idea to grind my fighting skills by wrestling with some wildlife. At a nearby puddle, I took hold of several Muscavy ducks, and pinned them to the ground. After a few minutes, one of my fingers started feeling unusually itchy. I looked at my right hand, only to find a bloody stump where my ring finger should be. Scrolling through the message log revealed that a duck was indeed responsible. Stunned, I cleaned the wound in the puddle, and reeled away. Once the bleeding stopped, I resumed fighting, if a bit more carefully. And yet, I ended up promptly losing another finger, my middle finger specifically. I hurried to a nearby river to clean the injury best I could. Thinking of having previously done as much with murky water made me gravely concerned of a potential infection. The map showed a mess of blood in the stream and the surrounding dirt, though it wasn't anywhere near as bad in my natural viewpoint.

      Anyway, I thought it best to rest under a tree for a while. Some time later, I noticed various strange messages, each stating something like "your stomach is digesting itself." Was I starving? Did the bleeding cause this hunger? Hurredly, I wandered off further down the road via the fast travel menu, and stopped at a fork. There were several passerby's, but I ignored them. The ASCII mini-map revealed berries growing near a tree, which, much as in DF, were in infinite supply. I snatched an armful of the fruit, and chowed down. Also like in DF, I had to go in and out of fast travel to eat enough to satiate myself.

      Unknown transition.

      Scene 2 - I Can See the Writing on the Walls
      The visuals were dim and slightly blurred. I was in the hallways of an unknown structure, a place illuminated by weak lights. I soon arrived at a widened space crowded with people. Among the guests was my brother, Jose, who went off elsewhere. I later encountered Herbert, an old friend of mine. As I greeted him, I realized the dream, and told him as much.

      Things immediately deteriorated into a void. Unphased, I thought of TOTMs, and recalled the truth spell task. After forming a white energy ball between my hands, I whispered "truth". Nothing seemed to happen for a moment, before I was suddenly dragged around by a mysterious force. A stone wall then materialized beside me, scrawled completely with engraved words. Among the mess, I noticed my maternal grandma's name, along with several vague messages, though I couldn't make any sense of these. Further away, another wall formed. There were several posters there, including an ad for tuna fish, though none of that seemed pertinent. I glanced back at the construction beside me, where I found an opened red greetings card not too far off. This depicted a mediocre anime-esque drawing of two figures chatting. On a message box above them was text scribbled in crayon. As I was pulled near it, I snatched the card. It read as followed:

      "Your days are nigh; as you read this, another day goes by."

      Hmm... "Time is short", right? I got the message.

      Not too clear what else occurred until the dream ended.

      Dream 2 - Buzz Buzz Dreamer

      Unwitting, non-lucid void transition. Between random thoughts, a clear scene began to form. I was then floating around on my back down a road. Ahead and to the right of me was swamp land. A bit further ahead and to my left was a two-story shopping plaza. First facility in sight was a Peruvian cafe. On the upper level was a large donut shop, flashing in neon and evoking a gaudy 50's retro design. Intrigued, I floated towards there, when I got lucid. Furthermore, I started shrinking uncontrollably. Anyway, I slid through the balcony's railing, but was prevented from going further than that. I then noticed someone else passing by, a plain-looking light haired woman with shades, a blue smock, and black tights. For the heck of it, I formed insectile wings on my back, and, while flying upright, started buzzing around her. This quickly irritated the woman, who swatted at me in futility. She later took off her shades to glare at me, when she suddenly whipped her tongue out at me like a frog, almost catching me off-guard.

      Things destabilized and ended shortly afterwards.

      Scrap Group 2
      Vague memories of being in a school.

      Dream 3 - Trap Block

      The visuals were a bit blurred. I was running around on the floor of a giant bedroom, where I was given the form of the original NES Super Mario. Jose was there as well, as Luigi. There were a bunch of Super Mushrooms and Fire Flowers just lying around, which we picked up. I jumped on the bed frame, where I strike a hidden block. This somehow transforms my brother into Bowser. The "screen's" borders suddenly closed in on my sides, and I couldn't jump higher or down either. Likewise, Jose, in his new form, couldn't leap high enough to reach me. We were effectively stuck.

      I woke up soon afterwards.

      Updated 02-18-2018 at 04:44 AM by 89930

      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment , task of the month
    2. Log 988 - January 2018 TOTM Advanced Task II

      by , 01-13-2018 at 03:27 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Friday 12 January 2018

      It was a rough night. Even so, I'm glad I got a WILD/DEILD cycle out of this, no matter the fatigue and visual impairment I often experienced for most of it.

      Scrap Group 1
      Something of my cousin Sam visiting.

      Dream 1 - January 2018 Advanced Task II

      Scene 1 - Brief and Fluid Entrances
      Various WILD/DEILD transitions in bed. It didn't take as long as it usually would for me to move around fluidly, though only for short bursts. I later floated around on my back, then rubbed my hands for a moment, only to move my physical self. I then awakened briefly, yet still lost consciousness. Transition.

      Scene 2 - Guilty Gear Isuka Xrd
      The visuals were dim and blurred. No lucidity. I was playing a Guilty Gear game with Pier. This one was a four-player fighting game like Isuka, only with the cel-shaded graphics of Xrd. We used a Slayer and Potemkin team against the AI, but it seemed our characters' inputs were randomly swapped with each other mid-match, and sometimes, the characters themselves outright transformed into the other. DEILD transition.

      Scene 3 - Tender, Sudden Embrace
      The visuals were very dim. I was in the void. After rubbing my hands, I took a casual stroll into the tepid darkness. Once acclimated, I began visualising my guide, E, laying supine on my arms. I soon felt her weight, then her warm, smooth skin. And finally, my guide's form manifested completely in my arms, fast asleep.

      "Hey", I whispered, "you think you could help me out?"

      E stirred awake, and seemed very excited to see me. Perhaps too excited, as her sudden embrace caused me to fall over backwards, toppling me deeper into the nothingness. As we descended, she gave me a tender kiss on the cheek.

      I hit ground soon enough. Unfortunately, the impact, and my guide's form bearing down on me, was too much to handle. I awakened briefly. DEILD transition.

      Scene 4 - Not the Kind of Anchor I Expected...
      The visuals were quite blurred. I was in bed. After concentrating a bit, I fly/phase through door. There was some resistance, but I managed. I noticed someone scrounging about in the lounge, probably Ivan. This made me wonder if he was actually there at the moment IRL, and what may occur if we interacted. But, I thought to leave that for another time.

      As I continued flying around, the environment warped into an irregularly angled and steep hallway built of wood. Like before, I tried forming E again, this time with the intent of anchoring the dream through her. I got as far as feeling her weight, only to drop mid-flight through the floor. Brief awakening and DEILD transition.

      Scene 5 - The Sphere Makes a Triangle
      The visuals were very dim. I was in the void again. I could sense the dream cycle ending. Thinking quick, I decided on the energy ball TOTM. This was a painful process of focusing heat between my unseen hands. Blue sparks formed, which orbited around an unseen point. Such energy howled as I condensed it further, and soon illuminated the void and my form. Suddenly, the ball had somehow changed into a green triangle, spinning hypnotically. I'd lost myself momentarily.

      I then tried making the triangle again, and succeeded. This time, I hurled the energy onto an invisible floor. Then, on the resulting rune, I tried conjuring my guide. Not sure why, but I sensed there was a great significance to this. Unfortunately, nothing seemed to happen.

      As I feared, I did indeed wake up promptly.

      Scrap Group 2
      Dreamlets. Several were of luxury vehicles going down the road. Don't remember much of the rest, save for hearing this song repeat in the background... for fifteen minutes.

      Watching a supposed trailer for the Matrix. This had Cypher talking with Neo in an alleyway. "What would ya do if you were The One?", he asked. "You really think you're The One?" I hijack Neo's role, and respond "Yes. I do." Cypher's taken aback.

      Updated 01-14-2018 at 04:39 AM by 89930

      lucid , non-lucid , false awakening , dream fragment , task of the month
    3. Log 957 - Sky Highway Zone and Other Assorted Stories

      by , 12-13-2017 at 03:10 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Tuesday 12 December 2017

      Got several things to note, including a few LDs. If my memory were up to par, I would have had a lot of other things as well.

      Dream 1 - Behind the Wheel - A Street Racer's Autobiography

      The visuals were a bit dim. I watching a Youtube video on the humorous self-documentary of an Asian immigrant street racer. This was mostly monologue to the footage of his driving around in various highways. There was talk of his fascination of the sport, his struggles in getting recognition from (less-than-reputable) US sponsors, and his immigration to one of the southern states. He then comments, "And that's when I stumbled upon another problem: most of the roads here are shit." Then appeared clips of his local highway, the road long worn. In fact, there were long spans in the road to which he easily could scoop up loosened tarmac like sand.

      Not much else occurred before the dream ended.

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      Something about The Evil Within 2. That secret agent lady (only watched a few videos, so the names haven't stuck) is in a talk show, where she reveals the reason for her defecton from the evil organization. Apparrently, her mother got cancer at some point, after which the two developed a much closer bond. This made the agent realize how far gone her morals have deteriorated during her tenure.

      Dream 2 - Sky Highway Zone

      Scene 1 - I'll Celebrate Some Other Time
      The visuals were a bit blurred. I was a guest in an unknown home, participating in festivities.

      Later, I begin feeling exhausted, enough so that I barged into the nearest bedroom for rest. But, numerous interruptions kept me from sleeping. This starts with my brother in law speaking about certain issues with his supposed father. An impossible occurrence, I knew, but besides getting suspicious, I didn't do anything.

      The last of these disruptions involved my cousin Wyatt (who appeared in his teens) along with one of his friends supposed friends, a kid I've never seen before. The two quickly make nuisances of themselves, conversing loudly while sitting on the mattress to watch a nearby TV. It was only when one of them almost kicked me off the bed that they'd acknowledged my presence. I resigned to dropping in the floor, certainly the more comfortable place to sleep at the time.

      Per chance, I began a WILD attempt, beginning with meditation, as usual. Cue rapid transition.

      Scene 2 - Tired Drive Awareness
      The visuals were very dim. I was driving an SUV around a forest highway during the dead of night. Several family members were in the back seats. I looked up at the stars, noticing how quickly they revolved. Was I going too fast? I then identified how fatigued I was, far too much to drive safely. That's when I remembered the previous occurrences, and realized the dream. Suddenly, the surroundings changed, appearing as a hypnotic, striped array in tunnel view. Things began fading. So, I felt out the vehicle's ceiling. Then, to the tune of Sky Sanctuary Zone from Sonic and Knuckles, I forced a warp.

      Scene 3 - Mode Change!
      The visuals were brighter. I was still driving a vehicle, only now, the road before me was spiraling sideways within the clouds of a blue sky. Despite the path set, the vehicle itself kept a forward trajectory, gliding off-road when necessary. Still lucid, thanks to the above song anchoring such.

      I thought of tasks to do, and recalled the powered armor TOTM. Before starting, I phased off the moving vehicle. From there, I uttered "Change Mode!" in a thick Japanese accent. Concurrently, I willed a third-person view to see myself get armored, though I only appeared as mostly a blur. I did at least witness my skin taking on a white, ceramic plated form. Furthermore, Egg Reverie from Sonic Mania replaced the previous song.

      Back to first-person, from which I immediately took flight. I moved around my limbs, noticing a natural, unrestricted motion of such. I soon identified cold air subtly blowing all over me from within the armor, and the unusual illusion of spaciousness that brought, if only compared to how tightly the suit clung onto me.

      It seemed the view from my right eye was dulled. But, I realized this was because of a scanning interface, so noted by markers being placed over various vehicles passing below me. This made me curious on weaponry. I tried finding a good target, but everything I found was moving too fast, not to mention unjustifiable to engage. After a minute of waiting, I decided to just blast the air. A green laser immediately shot from my right palm, puncturing holes through the clouds. It streamed for a quite a while, though I dared not aim at anything substantial.

      Things quickly destabilized afterwards, and the dream collapsed.

      Scrap Group 1
      Many, many dreamlets, a few of which had transitioned to dreams, though all but the one below are forgotten.

      Dream 3 - Burning Phoenix

      The visuals were blurred. I was scrounging around in the kitchen. Noticed my brothers and nephew watching the TV intently. On screen was an episode of Steven Universe. There was an ongoing high-speed chase, during which several characters were bouncing around in the back of a van (Greg's van, probably).

      I then gained awareness. To rid distraction from the program, I hovered up in a wreath of flames, then blazed through and away from the living room (like so; I even yelled out the move's name)There was some noticeable delay at first, which was corrected about halfway through the maneuver.

      I got distracted by random thoughts after that, and can't recall anything else.

      Updated 12-13-2017 at 03:41 AM by 89930

      lucid , non-lucid , false awakening , dream fragment , task of the month
    4. Log 950 - Potion of Elemental Wrath and Other Assorted Stories

      by , 12-06-2017 at 02:43 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Tuesday 05 December 2017

      Spoiler for posterity's sake:

      I've two WILD cycles to note, most of which I retained awareness. There was a dream fragment in-between. I probably would have had more from before these, though a certain interruption kinda spoiled my recollection of such. Just as well, I suppose.

      Dream 1 - Potion of Elemental Wrath

      Scene 1 - A Blood Offering?
      WILD transition in bed. As usual, I blindly tried rolling off the mattress and into another scene, only to continually warp back to where I started. I'd sporadically either sightlessly land on the floor, or fell into the void. Either way, I further reinforced the dream state to myself by continually moving in place, be that by spinning, walking, or even dancing (poorly). And yet, nothing came to view, and any attempts to open my eyes resulted in swift destabilization. Various background noises almost kept me preoccupied, including cries of a fictional baby of which I needed to care, and of complaints to my percieved negligence, though I managed to ignore such.

      Eventually, I began calling out to my guide. And soon enough, parts of a scenery formed. This starts with a nude portrait of E ahead of me. As I observed it, various game-like menus and stats formed below, though I couldn't make sense of such. Pacing ahead, I soon found a large medival tapestry hanging on an invisible wall. At its center was a curious image: myself kneeling to a giant demon woman. In my hand was a golden chalice filled with red liquid, which I presented as an offering. Ominous, indeed...

      Things kinda destabilized momentarily. Brief false awakening, and warp.

      Scene 2 - YOU LEARNED - WRATH
      The visuals were blurred. I was in my home, staring at the backyard at the dead of night. Initially in a trance, I quickly recomposed myself, and phased through the sliding door. I looked up at the stars, wondering to what I should occupy myself, though it seemed I couldn't think of anything. Just then, the ground collapsed beneath me, and I slowly fell into an endless pit.

      One brief hand-rubbing later, and a new environment forms. I found myself floating over a forested seaside cliff at night time. I thought to dive in the water, though control of my movements were a bit unresponsive, even "wobbly".

      Another distortion. I was now in a forest clearing, likewise at nightfall. By then, I'd recalled several TOTMs, if with a few depreciated choices. In any case, I settled for the forbidden knowledge potion task. I imagined myself holding phial, and like that, said object appeared instantly. It seemed empty at first. Upon closer inspection, I noticed chaotic visions forming inside, that of sunny hills, of floating flowers, of tossed traffic lights, and a similar burst of random, colorful sights. So, I took a swig. Didn't initially notice anything tangible. But eventually, I discerned a bitter metallic aftertaste. Following that, I began feeling a bit queasy. Things seemed otherwise disappointingly mundane.

      Unrelated to the matter, a glowing portal formed next to me. I stepped inside, upon which I lost sense of my body, though my vision and hearing retained presence. Then, a video-game-esque score screen appeared, though what it counted is anyone's guess. Music was playing as well, starting with some unknown (or forgotten?) tense fanfare, then followed by Slow Moon from Streets of Rage 2 about half a minute later.

      Once the score was tallied up, a segment of text flickered, reading "YOU LEARNED: WRATH". The screen faded into a white void, whereupon I began reforming. Concurrently, a red street racing car was manifesting in view. A target, I presumed. I held up my arms towards it, and whispered "wrath". Suddenly, a storm of icicles descended upon the vehicle, battering it to ruin. A few seconds later, the attack changed to stream of lightning bolts. And following that, a roaring torrent of flames. Nothing remained of the target, save for a black stain on the invisible ground.

      I got interrupted, and woke up promptly.

      Scrap Group 1
      Something of watching Law and Order. McCoy has an arrogant ex-lawyer turned defendant on the ropes. Despite his outrage at such, the defendant goes along with a plea.

      Dream 2 - Geists and Heists

      Scene 1 - Wrath Revisited
      Another WILD transition. This started with a few more minutes of rolling and repeated false awakenings before a new scene formed. I was now in a large home, dim grey light illuminating its rooms. Wherever I looked, a dusty, tarp-covered piece furniture was present. Obviously a haunted place. It thus came to little surprise when I found a gaunt, stringy haired ghost girl lurking in the far corner. "Yup," I muttered, "it's a nightmare alright".

      I backed away slowly, only to catch the phantom's interest. The sight of her shambling towards me sent me running. She let out a piercing wail, then crawled after me, her form shunting in and out of existence sporadically. I was soon forced to climb a flight of stairs, though it quickly became apparent that this path had no end in sight. So, I turned to fight.

      Remembering the incantation, I called out "wrath". Unexpectedly, fire began raining down first. I realized then that, rather than descending in a specific order, I controlled which element fell by thought. Whatever the case, this blaze had no effect. So, I switched to ice, though, as I somewhat feared, this too did nothing. Moved on to lightning, which finally kept the spectre in check, leaving her helplessly shrieking in pain.

      Just then, a white meter formed below, and emptied quickly. In turn, the spell waned. Outta juice. I resumed my way upstairs, while desperately repeating "wrath". Instead of creating a storm, a many-elemental barrier formed around me, but only momentarily. Guessed this was how the spell looked "uncharged". This too kept the girl at bay, though not for nearly enough time between each chanting.

      Soon, the stairs led to a balcony. I was cornered. Fortunately, the gauge had refreshed. Thus, I wasted no time in unleashing another lightning storm.

      Things quickly destabilized.

      Scene 2 - Flickering Kitchen Awareness
      Non-lucid false awakening in bed. I got up feeling strangely dizzy. Furthermore, seeing that it was still very dark was highly suspicious. I made a hand test, though that proved inconclusive. So, I peeked in the kitchen, and found that the oven and sink were both gone, each replaced by random furniture. That's confirmation enough for me. But, things began blacking out, especially whenever I moved around. Quick, unwitting warp.

      Scene 3 - The KFC Heist
      The visuals were a bit blurred. I was seated in a white void. No awareness again. There were several other people there, neither of whom, I recognized, save for one figure in particular: Colonel Sanders himself. We were all discussing something about a big heist, though the specifics elude me.

      Suddenly, I found myself floating down towards an old-fashioned shopping district, the streets thick with tourists. Several of the previous characters had descended as well, including the Colonel. We were apparently at a theme park, a place which Sanders had part ownership. We tried sneaking by, though the fried chicken purveyor's presence was quickly noticed by the crowd. As such, he stayed behind to provide a distraction. The Colonel went on making wild proclamations of his formulating an even better recipe than the original, one he was sure would sell big. He then began shilling a local ice-cream parlor. But, the sight of a careless emo-teen gave him pause. He glared at the kid, who looked away sheepishly upon noticing the attention. "Well", yelled the Colonel, "it looks like this boy here could use some of that world-famous chocolate ice cream right about now!" An uproar of laughter followed. That was the cue for my peers and I to sneak on by.

      On entering our target building, things promptly faded into a bright light. End dream.

      Updated 12-06-2017 at 03:48 AM by 89930

      lucid , non-lucid , nightmare , false awakening , dream fragment , task of the month
    5. Log 929 - Two Twilights

      by , 11-15-2017 at 03:39 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Got a (surprise and surprisingly long) DILD to and dreamlets to note. Besides these, there was also one dream earlier in the morning, though I can't recall much at the moment.

      Scrap Group 1
      Vague memories of being in a torch-lit temple.

      Dream 1 - Two Twilights

      The visuals were pretty clear. I was walking around a shoddy urban area during twilight.

      At one point, I stop by near the remnants of an abandoned apartment building, almost entirely stripped down to its support frames. A massive renovation was underway, of which the main stairway and a canopy were being worked on at the time. I'd entertained the thought of buying the place for whatever reason, if only briefly. My daydreaming of that almost caused me to stumble into the others' work, so I left.

      Later, I cut through a gas station's lot. It seemed there was an abundance of armed security. Of them, some looked and sounded like what I perceived as West African military men. One of said men with a clipboard and glasses walked around asking passerby's questions, including whether one has participated in armed service. Not seeing any point to that, I hurried away, and almost got run over by a truck for my trouble.

      I eventually end up in a less shabby urban area, a neighborhood to which I supposedly resided. A group of Japanese middle school kids walked by and towards a nearby white apartment building. One girl seemed very familiar. In dream, she was just a friendly neighbor's kid that I'd routinely walk upstairs. When in the building, I spontaneously began meditating while floating around crosslegged. The girl and her friends asked many questions on such. As I reflected, I finally realized the dream state.

      While remaining seated, I flew out the nearest window and to the roof. The sun had arisen over a clear sky. I continued meditating, focusing on the blue horizon. I then launched myself to the distance, though with constant intermissions of reclarifying/restabilizing the environment.

      Soon, I arrived in the middle of the ocean, hovering several feet above the water. Had thoughts on the TOTM, though these were muddled by false memories. Cue a fruitless search for an island. Eventually, I do find a tiny empty landmass. It's there that I try the telekinesis/shape changing task. Try as I may, I couldn't even move a single grain of sand. Got bored, so I took off.

      Not long after, I landed on the streets of a beachside plaza, where I took a stroll by the shores. I was debating on which task to do next, when big waves toppled me backwards. The tides grew fiercer with time. Before long, a massive tidal wave was forming, large enough to destroy the area. I, through desperation, magically held the torrent in its place. After that, controlling that water was surprisingly easy. I had it wobble around for a moment, and, on a whim, froze it instantly. I then smoothed the ice wall into a flat surface, save for its crest, which I transformed into a pile of snow.

      Next TOTM in mind was the flag task. I walked to the highest point in the sand. Had to hand rub momentarily to restabilize things. Anyway, I picked up stick, and had it slowly morph into a white metal pole. I then tried creating a flag on it. Took having the pole unwittingly change into various street signs, but eventually, I managed to have a plain white banner attached. Next, I announced, "I hereby claim this place in my name", and firmly planted the flag in the sand. Concurrently, Mario's victory theme from Super Smash Bros. triumphantly sounded in the background. I soon noticed the Eye of Horus (or a similar symbol) appeared on the flag's face. Mysterious indeed, but it didn't feel appropriate to explore that at the moment.

      The sun was setting. Sensing destabilization, I hurried to complete that telekinesis task (again). There was someone else following me, unknown to me even then, yet I still felt acquainted enough to relay my thoughts to them. Anyway, I fly around, until I stumble upon a small island of short mangroves and underwater brambles. I telekinetically lift a vine, and try forming it into a stone tower. Instead, it assumes the shape of a muddy dirt mound just barely tall enough to reach out the water's surface. Eh, good enough, I thought.

      Things collapsed shortly afterwards.

      Scrap Group 2
      Many dreamlets, now mostly a hazy memory. Most of these occurred in a forest region. Others were brief glimpses of traffic near shopping plazas.

      Updated 11-16-2017 at 04:13 AM by 89930

      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment , task of the month
    6. Log 900 - The Sampling Extravaganza and Other Assorted Stories

      by , 10-18-2017 at 03:08 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Monday 16 October 2017

      Got a few non-lucid dreams and a DEILD to note, along with a fragment. There was more to the non-LD portions that I've since forgotten by now.

      Dream 1 - School Lunch Buffet Brawl

      The visuals were a bit blurred. I was waiting in line in a buffet-styled outdoor school cafeteria. Instead of trays, each student was given round, sturdy paper plates. Items were already running low when I reached the serving area. Macaroni and cheese seemed to be among the most popular choice, so I scooped what I could before that ran out. I tried some, and found it to be extra cheesy. Following that, I poured in some soup broth (wha...?), and finally, a handful of steamed sausages.

      I turned away momentarily, only to see that everything in my plate (sans broth) had been stolen. Angered, I rewinded time to discover the culprit. Turned out to be some tanned skinned punk, whose hand I found on my plate. I rewinded again to interpose, and yet, he'd the nerve to nab my stuff anyway. More time travel, this time to deliver a sucker punch. But, it seemed I got myself into a losing bout, the bully forcing me into the defensive. What's more, some other guy with curtained hair taunted me for my setback. In thoughtless rage, I went back to sneak attack the both of them, only to get into an even more embarrassingly lopsided fight.

      Not much else occurred before the dream ended.

      Dream 2 - Market Psycho Wave

      Scene 1 - Supermarket Food Samples
      The visuals were mostly clear. I was browsing around a supermarket at nighttime. Thanks to semi-awareness, I effortlessly floated around the aisles, if just to go around and sample snack foods. When I reached the meat aisle, I tore out some steaks and sausages from their packages, then used magic fire to cook these instantly.

      Unknown transition.

      Scene 2 - Law and Order - Paranormal Investigations
      The visuals were a bit blurred. This depicted an episode of Law and Order. During prepping, exec ADA McCoy was pressuring an unnerved witness to speak truthfully, but he realized someone had since coerced them into silence.

      Cut to McCoy in bed, where he's rudely awakened by police. Much to his disbelief, they showed up to arrest him for murdering someone and leaving their body out in a grassfield. Prime evidence included blood-laden muddy shoes found by the cops in Jack's home.

      But, it seemed the police knew this was all part of a much greater conspiracy. It so happened that an evil psychic kid has been hypnotizing people into committing murders in their sleep, to which McCoy became an unwitting puppet. Despite knowing as much, the cops had no way of arresting the boy for doing such, let alone finding him...

      Later on, both cops and lawyers agreed to a risky gambit: setting McCoy free without cause in hopes of somehow luring the kid. Around this point, I manifest as an incorporeal figure. Through telepathy, I instructed McCoy to go to a suburbs, to which he reluctantly complied. It was then that the evil kid probed Jack's mind again. This time, Jack was one step ahead, for he somehow figured out how to mentally shield himself in short notice. As he did, I locked on to the kid's telepathy, which in turn let McCoy figure out the helloin's whereabouts.

      Unknown transition.

      Scene 3 - Lake Waves
      The visuals were blurred. I was swimming at the center of a park lake during twilight. Various other familiar figures were there with me, though I don't recall specifics. Not long into this, huge waves formed, and battered everyone out to dry land. I was steadily catching on to this absurdity, but not before larger tides literally knocked me back into reality.

      Scrap Group 1
      Attack on Titan related dream.
      Spoiler for major spoilers:
      Colt conspired with Eren to kill Zeke, of all things. What's more, Colt reveals his,being of the Fritz bloodline. Cut to a battlefield in a plains. Eren, as the Attack Titanm uses his Coordinate to have a wave of pure Titans assault Zeke's Beast Titan form.

      Dream 3 - The Sampling Extravaganza

      The visuals were mostly clear. I was browsing the very same supermarket from before. Soon, I overheared my Aunt Karin and Uncle Able joking about off-brand cereal, though they quickly rescinded their words. I then see bags of such foods on a rack nearby. One interesting variety had chunks of chocolate and normal (off-brand) Rice Krispies Treats. This somehow grants awareness instantly. I tried some, finding it tasted as good as expected, though, as with food in other dreams, it melted and vanished much too quickly. Indeed, this was true for cookies, chips, and other snack items I sampled.

      After some careless flying throughout the aisles, I went directly to the meat cuttery for some protein. Behind the counter was a man who looked extraordinarily similar to James Avery (aka "Uncle Phil"). There were black plates nearby, which stored what seemed to be beef nigiri. I ate some, when I discovered this was actually shellfish. 'Mr. Avery' wasn't unhappy that I touched something without permission. "Oh sure", he complained, "just take whatever you want."

      To patch things up, I tried summoning a copy of what I ate. But, whether gesturing, staring, or through command words, nothing of the sort occurred. I then tried feeling things out on the plate. As it so happened, this was the surface of a hotplate. What's more, that mere tap caused it to short-out in dazzling sparks. Despite the jolt, I was completely unharmed. "Heh, no summoning.", I comment. "But hey, at least I'm invincible."

      Next, I held onto exposed diodes, electrifying me further, and creating an more spectacular, iridescent display of electric orbs. I stared at those that fell on the plate, when I realized these had formed a single word: wish. Anxious seconds were spent trying to think of something, but I resigned myself to whatever came in mind. "Mechaz0r!", I shout. Not sure why I thought of Duelyst, having not considered it in a while, but oh well.

      Suddenly, the structure begins rumbling, while a familiar tune sounded in the background. The title song for Power Ranger's, to be exact. For extra amusement, I had it seamlessly switch to the Broforce theme. This, in turn, caused a huge karaoke screen to rise up behind the meatcutter's counter, though tiny, illegible text rendered that terminal moot save for the extravagence of it all. As I prepared to sing, a number of other patrons (mostly college/university-aged kids) flocked in to chant along with me. Despite many of us being off-tempo, it was a whimsical moment all the same.

      The tune got about halfway before I awakened abruptly.

      Updated 10-18-2017 at 01:52 PM by 89930

      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment , task of the month
    7. Log 885 - Contrived Cascades

      by , 10-02-2017 at 03:10 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Got a few dreams to note, including DIELD. All but the latter are fragments, though.

      Scrap Group 1
      Watching Rick and Morty. The latter was in a chapel with his family (sans Rick). Apparently, Morty was marrying a gnome with a flagrant... bulge in his pants. Beth wasn't too happy with this, which in turn causes resentment with Summer. Later on, Morty seems to snap out of a daze, and realizes this matrimony was involuntary; Rick had previously drugged teen. So, he calls the whole the off. The gnome begs for Morty's return, and admits to doing painful things to cause the, uh, bulge for his sake, though Morty ignores as much. Later, Jerry complains of small flaws he noticed in decorations. When his ramblings went off-screen, his voice was replaced with that of a hammy stage performer for whatever reason. Concurrently, Beth and Summer were busy arguing on gay marriage rights issues.

      At the bedroom of an unknown home, of which warps into another. Jonathan shows up. We start looking for some blue file folder. Noticed the main theme for Twisted Metal 2 sounding in the background. In a filing cabinet, I find what I thought was the correct folder, only for Jonathan to point out numerous copies of the same object.

      Dream 1 - Contrived Cascades

      DIELD transitioned from a dreamlet. The visuals were blurred. I was walking around the neighborhood during the dead of night. Wasn't sold on this being a full dream at first. I look up at the sky, and imagine the moon appearing. Instead, two bright interstellar clouds form, one silvery in color, the other violet. That's when I'm suddenly pulled up into the depths of space, and I finally rubbed my hands to confirm the dream state. Oh, the vibrant sight of comets, stars and nebulae never ceases to entice. After a few minutes of soaring through the cosmos, the view shrinks into a window skewing and bouncing around black borders. Not anything some manual arrangements couldn't fix.

      I then thought of doing TOTMs, of which the 'awareness behind the dream' task was readily in mind. "Awareness beyond the dream", I called out, "what should I see? What should I dream?" Cue immediate warp. I find myself in a billdboard-2.5d room, its ceiling, floors, and walls all appearing as rocky tiles made of water. Realistic waterfalls leaking throughout the structure contrasted this otherwise contrived sight. And yet, when I passed through these cascades, I felt nothing. When I looked at my right hand, I saw it was replaced by a hand-shaped mouse cursor.

      Another warp half a minute later. I was now in an elementary school's computer lab. On screen in front of me was some Roblox game or something similar. Figured that's what I saw before. I soon lost lucidity, and got caught up in the act of being an adult student there in the same class as my nephew, Lucas. Not too clear on what happens next. Pretty sure this involved a teacher catching me playing games on my assigned computer. The dream ended soon after that.

      Scrap Group 2
      Numerous dreamlets. Ones I remembered include the Demon roguelike, my walking around the neighborhood again, and later on, of my brother Eugene making a cake without eggs or milk. In each case, I tried going deeper by interacting with the environment, only to collapse the dream.

      Updated 10-06-2017 at 02:58 AM by 89930

      non-lucid , dream fragment , lucid , task of the month
    8. Log 870 - Summer-ish Lucid Dream Competition 2017 - Day 15

      by , 09-16-2017 at 09:01 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Got two DILDs to note, along with a fragment.

      Spoiler for If brevity is the soul of wit...:

      Scrap Group 1
      Browsing an arcade, where I see one of the classic Mortal Kombat games. Next, I went outside to a cityscape at night time. Someone nearby lit fireworks, which, spectacularly enough, took the shape of a dragon. Very similar to that one scene in the LOTR - Fellowship of the Rings.

      15 minutes of meditation as part of a WBTB. I made sure not to concentrate enough to the point of complete clarity. Lost awareness during a WILD attempt, though I got a DILD.

      Dream 1 - Summer-ish Lucid Dream Competition 2017 - Day 15 - Part 1

      The visuals were a slightly dim and blurred. I falsely awaken in the king-sized bed of an unfamiliar large room. A glance out the nearest window revealed a night sky. No lights were on, yet the place was kinda illuminated. This was likely what granted me awareness seconds later.

      I got up to look around. Aside from the room's size, there wasn't much spectacular about it, just a slightly messy bedroom. I then searched for my guide, E, and indeed, I could sense she wasn't far, yet I couldn't see her. Coulda spend all night looking, so I imagined her appearing on a countertop nearby. She was summoned in record time, appearing in her human form and dressed in a gold-colored sleeping gown. However, she wasn't conscious and barely present. I picked her up in "bridal carry" fashion, and concentrated. Within seconds, she manifested entirely and with full vitality. I then set my guide upright on the floor.

      "You didn't have to help me, you know?", she complained.

      "Heh, yeah", I blurted". "I just wanted to show off." E rolled her eyes and smiled.

      I look to the white wall nearby, which reminded me of the competition. "Shall we?" I offered my hand to my guide, and she reciprocates. First up was phasing. I pushed my free hand through the wall with ease, then barged in along with E. Wooden beams and supports were readily visible. Actually, it was a bit roomier than I'd expected. Anyway, we continued outside.

      I then try teleporting to any random location. Things fade into a void, to which I responded with hand rubbing for a while. When I come to, I found myself back in the aforementioned bed. I take a moment to recall what occurred, only to lose awareness. False memories of the fragments above form. This includes clips of a supposed 2-player co-op mode in one of the classic Mortal Kombats. Cage and one of the ninjas fought Reptile, and later, Goro. After that, a preview of Dragon Ball FighterZ, a battle between Krillin and Adult Gohan. The former paralyzes his opponent with a Solar Flare, to which Gohan let's out a hilarious squeal.

      This ended soon afterwards.

      30-minute WBTB, half to write notes, and half to stretch and meditate. As above, I intended a WILD, drifted off, and got a DILD instead.

      Dream 2 - Summer-ish Lucid Dream Competition 2017 - Day 15 - Part 2

      Scene 1 - Vaporous Embrace
      Dreamlet unwittingly transitioned to dream. The visuals were slightly blurred. I was walking around the neighborhood on a bright, partly cloudy day. When near the school, I see a kid shouting insults at someone from the fence. The latter was someone I knew, one of my brothers' perhaps? Anyway, in vengeance, this acquaintance transforms a cloud into a large fist, and has it slam the brat down onto the pavement. This amuses me enough to gain awareness.

      Using that spectacle as inspiration, I try morphing the biggest cloud in sight into the likeness of my guide. To better control things, I narrated what I expected for the next few minutes, from which the clouds roiling into E' figure were the immediate results. Next, I commanded E to descend for a closer look, only to be reminded of how truly gigantic a cloud actually is; even at hundreds of feet above, I couldn't see my guide in her entirety. I then hitched a ride on her palm, and, remembering the TOTM, asked her for a hug. She pressed me a bit hard upon herself, enough so that I soon found myself engulfed within her vaporous mass. In awe, I flew around in such fog for half a minute. Cue transition.

      Scene 2 - Tick, Tick, Boom.
      The visuals were a bit dim. I was entering home during twilight. Still aware. While passing the downstairs bedroom, I spotted Justin playing a computer game, and overheard him saying crummy things about me. Got kinda sore about that, but I lightened up when I found caramel-cream cakes in the kitchen and dining room. I tasted some of the icing, which was about as sweet as expected. There was momentary concern about dirtying the food, and I thought to warp time just for that sake, but I recollected myself. Still, I (literally) rewinded time anyway.

      I stopped at the room's door, where I planned getting even with my (in-dream) jerkass bro. First, I telekinetically moved random junk around, but that didn't get his attention. I then had the keyboard smack his face a few times, yet he still was unresponsive. Taking drastic measures, I focused on the computer's monitor, and, after having it tick and beep for a few seconds, caused it to detonate in a small, fiery explosion. Justin was finally bewildered with rage, while I walked away chortling.


      Scene 3 - Red Card Death Penalty
      The visuals were brighter. I was in my adolescent years, out playing soccer in teams of two with some unknown kids. I was aware, yet, despite having unfavorable opinions of the sport, I went along with such. My dislike was reflected by my clumsy play, where I kicked the ball out-of-bounds or directly to the opponent far too many times. One of said opponents, a scrawny, light-brown haired kid, ridiculed my mistakes with highly irritating laughter. I tried going super-speed to get an opportune goal, but couldn't manage anything remarkable.

      One further mistake later, and that annoying kid finally struck my last nerve. I rushed up to him, and gave him a flying headbutt right below the chin. My intention was to send him flying to the horizon. Instead, it was only his head that rocketed straight up in a stream of blood. Still, I was entertained enough to laugh as he did to such misfortune. I even had half a mind to kick the severed head into the goal when it landed, though the others' horrified reaction kinda threw me off.

      Don't recall much else until the dream ended.

      Updated 09-17-2017 at 04:07 AM by 89930

      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment , task of the month
    9. Log 705 - April 2017 TOTM Bonus Task

      by , 09-08-2017 at 10:51 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Tuesday 04 April 2017

      EDIT: Whoops. Left this in draft mode for the longest. Time to publish it fully.

      Oof. Feels like forever since I last posted here. Anyway, I've got two or three DILDs to note, and got this month's bonus task done. There's a large non-lucid portion I can't recall for the first dream, and I generally don't have much to go on for the last two dreams.

      Spoiler for kinda long:

      Dream 1 - April TOTM 2017 Bonus Task

      Scene 1 - From Cosmos to Cabaņas

      The visuals were mostly clear. I was riding around in a seaside highway during late afternoon, water surrounding the path on both sides. Not certain how, but I eventually realized dream.

      This TOTM's bonus task was fresh in my mind. So, I flew out the vehicle, and warped into space. Had to take a moment to restabilize things, and then enjoyed just sailing the cosmos for a while at high speeds. Watching countless stars flowing past my view is always greatly amusing. Anyway, I erroneously looked around for a portal at first, but remembered it had to be a black hole. So, I thought (again, in error) to search in the emptiest point in space. After some more exploration, I found it, a void several hundred yards away, no larger than a hoola hoop in diameter. I stopped, and planned on how to enter safely. But it was too late; I was dragged inside in no time at all.

      I found myself flung into a twisting wormhole, its silvery, fluid walls reflecting on pure nothingness. Ah, this again. I cheerfully let this trip run its course.

      Finally, I arrive submerged in water. On surfacing, and reorienting myself, I see I'm swimming in a beach during twilight. Several family members were on the shore, including my brother Pedro. We wandered around a shopping district. Had to restabilize, and almost got distracted at someone questioning my actions.

      Later, I try recalling some more tasks, but drew a blank. I couldn't think of anything else to do, for that matter. I settled on summoning Eddie, a shapechanging shadow demon from Guilty Gear. I made dramatic commands to have it form into a buzzsaw, and had it spin around for a while. Beside's Pedro's sideway glance, no one paid any heed.

      We then arrive at a run down park. Some tour guide handed us chicken empanadas. These were pretty good, though did have a whole wing bone. Not something you'd want in a meat pie. Soon, we're seated a in a fairly large restaurant/bar resembling a cabaņa. Got bored. I eventually imagining E, my dream guide, showing up as a waitress. A row of such workers did appear promptly, but none of them seemed to be her.

      The meal (or lack thereof) ended quickly. Mom stubbornly took the tab, yet she was clearly distraught with the price. Pedro felt guilty, and urged we do something. That's when I pointed out the whole thing being a dream. I imitated Rick from Rick and Morty (actually Doc from Doc and Mharti), repeating "It's not real, Morty! This isn't real, Morty. None of this is real, Morty!", in a feigned maddened tone, all while unfitting heroic music played in the background.

      The scenery collapsed instantly. Transition.

      Scene 2 - On Pain of Property Damage

      The visuals were dim. I false awakening in bed. I get up to record dream, when I overhear booming noise outside. Some punks were playing music full blast and flashing strobes on their ruined modified white luxury vehicle.

      I approach them, and asked the hooligans to keep it down. They pretended not to listen. I repeated various times, until eventually, I lost patience. Got lucid, though I still wanted revenge. So, I erupted flames from my hands to get their attention. Then, I coerced them to do what was asked or leave on pain of property damage. Through heavy accents, they stammered what I believed was compliance. But they took too long fumbling around, and the music had grated on me long enough.

      I started to count down from three. The group pleaded to me, but I didn't listen. Two. They rode backwards haphazardly, but only in circles. One. They managed to get to the corner, though still too close for my tastes. Time's up. In a panic, those punks all jumped out of the vehicle. Good on them. With a simple clench of my hand, their car ignites, and promptly explodes. I left them to wail.

      Back inside, I locked the front door, and telekinetically did the same to a fictional garage door. By now, I was exhausted. So, I lied back to "sleep", and the dream ends.

      Scrap Group 1
      At home. My old programming teacher from way back in highschool was giving a lesson right in the lounge. A similar dream occurred later, save for replacing the entire class with unknown women. In at least one of these, I realized the dream. I morphed my hand into various shapes before the dream collapsed.

      Spoiler for Media References:
    10. Log 857 - Summer-ish Lucid Dream Competition 2017 - Day 2

      by , 09-03-2017 at 04:02 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Sunday 03 September 2017

      Got a WILD to note, along with a fragment.

      Scrap Group 1
      Repeated instances of my playing Liberal Crime Squad. Most liberal collaborators were named after my team members in this season's LD competition. I'd the impression I was lucid at the time, or it could've been false memories of such.

      20 minute WBTB, where I stretched and meditated. This turned into an hour and a half of insomnia. Still, I barely had enough patience to gain a WILD transition.

      Dream 1 - Summer-ish Lucid Competition - Day 2

      WILD transition through hypnagogia. Soon, gameplay footage of a fighting game appeared. This for the most part was the original Marvel vs Capcom, save for a few notable alterations. For one, this had characters only available from its prequels/sequels such as Iron-Man, Magneto, and Doctor Doom, all of whom were present on screen at one point or another. Likewise, there was some unfamiliar industrial stage background. Remembering the TOTM's, I take control via manipulating an invisible arcade stick, where I used Magneto in a fight against Iron-Man. The inputs were spot on, exacting actually, down to all the flailing and gaps whenever I messed up my Rom Combo attempts. I later hijacked control of Iron-Man, though at best, all I could do were basic diagonal air-dash block/combo strings. Heh, guess I'm kinda rusty.

      Once I had enough, I rubbed my hands to keep stability and shook my head to remove the image. Found I was still in bed. I floated myself upright above the mattress, then tried phasing through the nearest wall. But upon contact, the dream destabilized, and I woke up.

      Another WBTB ad WILD attempt, with no results.

      Spoiler for Media References:

      Basic Rom Combo in action.

      Updated 09-03-2017 at 06:11 PM by 89930

      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment , task of the month
    11. Log 853 - August 2017 TOTM Bonus Task

      by , 08-31-2017 at 03:30 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Wednesday 30 August 2017

      I've a series of WILDs from yesterday morning to note. There's also some non-LD portions between these, though I've only a vague recollection of them at the moment.

      Spoiler for It's a long one.:

      Scrap Group 1
      Vague memories of being in a mansion, or even a castle. Later, I pass a security checkpoint, where some guy was looking to pick a fight.

      Dream 1 - August 2017 TOTM Bonus Task - Take One

      WILD transition in bed. After fighting exhaustion, I roll off bed and into the Void. As usual, I repeatedly went back and forth between getting warped to bed then falling off. Seems a crease on my covers bothered me IRL, which kept me from a more complete transition.

      Anyway, during one of my descents, I was contacted by an impish female voice taunting my efforts. I flew here and there to look for her, only to get swung around by an unseen force.

      Later on, I take a stroll around the house. I go upstairs then back down, when I'm suddenly accosted by a large brown rat in the middle of the stairway. I tried bashing it, but missed completely. In fact, this left me so exposed, that the rodent ran behind me and bit my, uh, behind. I awakened for a few seconds, all due to that aforementioned discomfort from the blanket crease, then returned.

      More rolling and another walk around in my (poorly lit) home. Once at the front door, I remembered some TOTMs, thinking the emotion one would be a good fit. So, I muster as much anger as I could, hoping this would result in flashy fireworks. Instead, I just get warped in bed. I try this again and again in place for the next few minutes, and even yelled as loud as I could, though it seemed I woulda pop a (in-dream) blood vessel before getting anything worthwhile.

      I soon stirred awake. Five minute interlude before the next dream.

      Dream 2 - August 2017 TOTM Bonus Task - Take Two

      Scene 1 - Calm Quake
      Another WILD transition in bed. After rolling on and off to the Void a few more times, I gain enough sense to fly around the room, if with my eyes closed. I overheard mom bargin in, where she complained about making a trip.

      Repeat warps to bed and the Void, before I could walk around my unlit home. For some reason, I think to do some poor impressions of Bruce Lee. I shadowbox my way into the kitchen. Most of my housemates were gathered around there in the dark. I ignored them in favor of another go at the TOTM. Like before, I focus on rage, only to warp back in bed immediately.

      I then get up to do similar feaux martial arts techniques on the front door, only this time, I imitate Kenshiro's Hokuto Shin Ken. I batter the door with inhumanly fast punches, creating numerous dents on it and its frame. But, within seconds, these fixtures repaired themselves good as new. Think environment regeneration in video games.

      After that, I tried the TOTM yet again, only this time, I chose to evoke deep calm. Just a few deep breaths was all it took to achieve a state similar to that after prolonged meditation. Just then, great tremors rattled my surroundings, these quakes becoming more intense the longer I continued the trance. I lost focus 15 seconds later, whereupon I was warped in bed yet again.

      More walking around in the dark. I approached the sliding door to the backyard, and was curious to try as before. As I concentrated, I found myself trembling involuntarily with an influx of energy. With a gesture, I "hurled" this invisible force to the wall. A metallic clang sounded, though there was no other obvious effect.

      Cue transition seconds later.

      Scene 2 - Winter Forest Trek
      The visuals were clear. I was in a snowy conifer forest during a grey day, the air laden with chilling vapors. As I looked on in wonder, an Englishman made narration of dream itself. Humorous, I thought, as I knew it was just me doing as such unconsciously. Anyway, I soon noticed a cloaked figure running in the distance, so I hovered in for a closer look. This was a slight, light skinned woman with auburn-red hair. She donned a green cloak, hood down, which itself partially concealed a set of brigandine armor. A warrior, perhaps?

      I decided to follow her, choosing to go on foot as well so as not to startle her too much. A good quarter mile went past, yet she either didn't notice or refused to acknowledge me. So I just asked her outright who she was and what she was doing.

      "Be gone", huffs the woman, "you needn't concern yourself with my affairs."

      Before I could utter another word, the lady dodged into nearby thickets, and I lost track of her completely. Ah, well.

      The weather grew intolerably cold. After a bit of trudging (completely forgetting I could fly), I find the remnants of a dirt road. I continued along it for a while, when a dark brown light horse clopped in from behind, saddled and ready for riding. Well, that's some relief. I climbed on, only to acknowledge I'd never actually learned how to ride such a beast. "Can't be that hard, right?", I thought. How wrong I was. On gently pulling back the reigns, the animal suddenly bucked violently. I'm thrown meters ahead of it, and land chin-first onto the icy dirt. Certainly, this would have been lethal in reality! At the very least, I was able to guide the animal on foot.

      Not too far off was a small outpost of a kind. Two men were there, both having light brown hair and beards. One was seated at a desk inexplicably out in the open, while the other was attending to two horses of his own. Guessed they could be of help. I asked the latter the basics of horse riding. It seemed the fellow was especially knowledgeable on such. Perhaps too knowledgeable, as he preferred to delve into the "science" of equestrianism rather than anything practical at the time. I contended that the "controls" (for lack of a better world at the time) likely weren't as complicated as he made it out, though he disagreed, and continued the rant. Meanwhile, the other man tried interjecting with a few tips, though his comments were completely drowned out by the bickering.

      It was around then that I realized I was practically squabbling with myself. One confusing thought lead to another, and I awakened promptly.

      Spoiler for Media References:

      Hokuto Hyakuretsu Ken, the Hokuto Shin Ken Technique imitated above:

      Updated 08-31-2017 at 03:58 PM by 89930 (spoilered for spece; media references)

      dream fragment , lucid , non-lucid , task of the month
    12. Log 841 - Dream 2 - The Orange Road

      by , 08-19-2017 at 03:22 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Friday 18 August 2017

      Wow, almost two months since my last log. I'll be sure to pay heed to my previous reminder about posting here... Anyway, I'd a bunch of things to note today. Of these, I think I'll only post one of two LD's and skip the fragments entirely; the latter stuff is mostly inconsequential, and as for the ommitted LD... Eheheh, reckon that'll stay with me, maybe.

      Dream 2 - The Orange Road

      The visuals were bright but a bit strained. I was in the urbanized streets of a moderately developed country at dawn, the construction in the area dated, but not deplorable. After turning a corner, I gained awareness. In my excitement, I floated around for a bit, but immediately stopped when I saw destabilization. Took a moment to calm down and focus on the environment. I then sprinted and, after gaining enough speed, tried flying again. This time, I could only hover a few feet off the ground, and only momentarily. Next, I kicked myself off a nearby building's wall, from which I leaped all the way across the road. Noticed music was sounding in the background, the Sewer Surfing theme from TMNT - Turtles in Time, to be exact.

      I then ran down an inclined sidewalk. Found myself in a more arborous place. Spectacularly, the street itself was paved from a vibrant orange stone. After hand-rubbing, I recalled the TOTMs. My immediate thought was to try the blue moon again, but debated the conditions to try that. So I resorted to the taste task. With minimal regard, I grabbed my shirt and licked it. There was, of course, no discernible taste, though from my tongue's sensation, I could at least note a polyester mesh fabric.

      All well and good, but I thought I could do better. I turned my sight to a nearby chain link fence, warped and torn in certain points by overgrowth. So, I lowered head for a better look, only to get suddenly held back. Cue instant destabilization, and the dream ends.

      Media Reference: TMNT - Turtles in Time - Sewer Surfin'

      Updated 08-19-2017 at 03:36 AM by 89930 (Added media reference)

      lucid , task of the month
    13. Log 784 - June 2017 TOTM Basic Task II

      by , 06-24-2017 at 03:58 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Thursday 22 June 2017

      Honestly, I should be posting here more often... Anyway, I've got a DILD to note, of which, as noted above, I bagged a basic TOTM. There's also a few fragments.

      Dream 1 - June TOTM 2017 Basic Task II

      Scene 1 - Falsely Delirious Tyrant Awareness
      The visuals were pretty clear. I was watching Dragon Ball Z on a big screen. Overheard my sister, Andrea, and nephew, Euclid talking in the background as well.

      This starts in a dirt road cutting through a plains. Kid Trunks is walking down the road, when Master Roshi (noticeably lacking his shades) dives in from nowhere and attacks. Fast paced sparring ensued. Goten soon arrives with a most unusual package on his back: the tyrant Frieza! His alarmed peers questioned if he'd any clue whom that was. Turned out an accident caused Frieza to lose his memories and most of his sanity. Between maddened rambling, the villain mentioned of going to a certain place. And so, Goten elected to take him there.

      Cut to them walking around a suburban area. Once there, Frieza revealed he'd faked his insanity, though he assured no hostility. Still, he urged the others to bring him where requested.

      I manifest at that point, and take a good look around. On seeing a familiar nearby, I realized this was my neighborhood, and so quickly gained lucidity. There were some differences, though. Namely, a forest replacing both the shopping centers and homes immediately across the street. I fly up to get a better look, and find an empty plains in the horizon. Very curious. I start making my way there, only then, things begin deteriorating into a blue void. No prob. All I needed to do was remain calm, rub my hands, and wait til a scene formed. Immediate transition.

      Scene 2 - Rock Nut
      The visuals started hazy, but became progressively clearer. I was in a beach, standing elevated above the shore during a sunny day.

      People were abound, but it seemed that despite the clear water and weather, no one was swimming. When I went down for a closer look, I soon discovered why. After only getting ankle deep, a 12ft+ tall rogue wave immediately formed ahead of me, sending me tumbling off the ground a good 10 meters back. Stranger yet, the water overlapped over me without leaving even a drop on me.

      Woozily, I made my way back uphill and to an unkempt forest. Soon, I found myself in the middle of a party within a rickety picnic area. Just remembered some TOTMs. Perhaps Basic II would be a good start. I looked around in the sand, finding some shells, conches, and pieces of glass. Not solid enough, probably.

      After some digging, I finally found a rock, definintely a winner. My brother, Crispin then appeared behind me. He was in a chatty mood, a typical distraction. I told him I'd be with him shortly and commenced the task, ignoring his confused gaze as I bit the stone. Noticed my teeth felt especially brittle and plastic. Still, I chomped on. The rock eventually gave way, where I found some kind of nut inside. A raw almond, specifically, as I soon realized by eating it. Besides a bitter aftertaste, this tasted and felt as the real thing.

      After that, I thought of some other tasks. I remembered TOTM task II, though without visible stars, that didn't seem likely. Advanced Task I, mayhaps? I headed back down to the water in hopes of seeing my own reflection. But then, the scenery faded, and I awakened.

      Scrap Group 1
      Alone in an empty room within an unknown home. I'm imagining having shadow powers for a later dream. When I entered the bathroom, I realized such abilities were already in my grasp. And so, I commanded the inky darkness to sweep through the walls and sinks of the house to melt any verminous insects dwelling there.

      In the bedroom of an unknown home. I overheard Euclid and Andrea talking about Ed Edd and Eddy. There was an unusually funny (within the dream) joke where Ed utters the line "I have the soul of an echidna." Later, I sit down to watch TV along with Crispin, my nephew, and my sister. There was an ad for a made-up D&D 3D cartoon. Just from that brief glimpse, I already knew the show was going to be lackluster, its generic action/comedy backdrop as uninspired as its characters.

      Driving on the highway and to a city at night. Mom, dad, Crispin, Andrea, and Euclid were there as well. On our way there, Euclid noticed a poster designed as Bash terminal. Some forgotten meta-humor was printed on it, which I had to explain to my nephew. We stop and walk around for a bit. On returning, we find Andrea was still somehow still inside the vehicle. An accident had occurred beforehand, and she was ticketed heavily for such. What's more, she'd sustained a serious injury on her left foot, then mangled beyond recognition. So we rushed her to a local hospital. While checking her in, I noticed I hadn't any shoes, of which I was oddly more concerned than the previous horror.

      Vague memories of being in a museum, where expensive copies of a masterpiece were being sold. Then something of walking down a dirt road, and later, playing a keyboard.

      Updated 06-26-2017 at 03:53 AM by 89930

      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment , task of the month
    14. Log 587 - December TOTM Advanced Task I

      by , 12-09-2016 at 05:12 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Wednesday 07 December 2016

      Numerous dreams identified, including three DILDs, though I can't recall much of the non-LDs.

      Scrap Group 1
      Walking around my neighborhood. I start thinking of dream signs. This includes being back in highschool and doing poorly in a science class.

      Dream 1 - TOTM Advanced Task I - Take 1

      False awakening in the master bedroom. After lingering thoughts on previous dreams, I realized the dream state. Made a breath test to confirm as much, which was inconclusive. So, I fell off, and slowly floated down to the floor. That'll do it.

      Then, I began "powering up", yelling as I did. There was no clear sign this was working. In fact, I felt I was getting weaker the longer I tried, so I stopped.

      Remembered the spinning TOTM. I hovered, and tried spinning in place, but this was likewise exhausting. Within seconds, I was out of breath, and lost grasp of the dream.

      Scrap Group 2
      More false awakenings in the same location.

      Dream 2 - TOTM Advanced Task I - Take 2

      False awakening in my bedroom. I stand near the mirror, and try taking my sleeping mask off, only to have it magically slide back on. Clearly, I was dreaming. Still couldn't remove the mask though, so I ignored it.

      Before continuing, I rubbed my hands for 10 seconds. Then, I tried that TOTM again. As before, I strained myself trying to spin in place. Thus, I ignored physical movement in favor of willing myself to do as much, yielding much better results.

      Cut. I'm flying in a night sky. Dire storm clouds were immediately below me, spinning steadily into a fledgeling tornado. This all felt sorta damp and stuffy. I fall intentionally. Just then, the clouds formed into a creepy robot face. Kinda startling, but I dove in anyway.

      Another warp. Projected holographically ahead of me was an unlit plane, the floors formed of dim gridlines. Suddenly, demonic shadows appear. Only their glowing yellow eyes were clearly visible. I had control of a small robot, and commanded it to off to a corner. Tried brightening the place up for a better look, but didn't manage that. Tried brightening the place up for a better look, but didn't manage that.

      By then, I noticed my left eye was fast shut. In my attempts to wrench it open, I feel myself in bed, and awaken soon afterwards.

      Scrap Group 3

      False awakening. Walk down to the living room, where dad and Carl lingered around. Then, they announce finding a bat and hawk in the backyard. That sounded exceedingly unlikely. I realized the dream state, but wake up soon afterwards.

      False awakening in bed. An unknown person slid their hand over my face, hampering my breathing. I realized the state, and tried imagining who would be responsible. The dream simply collapses soon afterwards.

      Updated 08-19-2017 at 03:42 AM by 89930 (clarified controlling a robot)

      lucid , non-lucid , false awakening , dream fragment , task of the month
    15. Log 572 - November 2016 Advanced Task I

      by , 11-22-2016 at 04:29 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      EDIT: Typo. Actually Log 572
      One brief WILD recalled today, along with a fragment from long before that. There's also a long duration of controlled hypnagogia, but I won't bore anyone with that stuff.

      Scrap Group 1
      Playing Streets of Rogue. I'm doing a rescue mission, but my escortee is a moron and runs into danger. I don't bother saving them. Part of this has me within the game in first person perspective.

      Dream 1 - November 2016 Advanced Task I

      WILD transition in bed. I waste no time flying out to the hallway, and stop to try Advanced Task I. There was resistance in peeking through the wooden floor, as in other attempts. What's more, my head would flash back to an erect position at times. Still, my persistence pays off. My head phases through. What I saw... was pure darkness. Big surprise...

      A few seconds later, a tunnel exit appears in view. I'm approaching quickly. Once through, I drop down a sharp incline. I look around, and see I'm in a roller coaster ride. There wasn't any noise, making the experience less exciting than it should've been.

      I awaken half a minute later.

      Updated 12-19-2016 at 04:10 AM by 89930

      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment , task of the month
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