My Lucid Dreams

So I' m very exited because I had my fourth lucid this week and it' s not even the week end yet ... whoo !
Anyways, I find it pretty interesting because it's one of my most vivid lucid, and the second one in which I actually feel pain !

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Lucidity : 8/10
Control : 6/10
Vivacity : 9.5/10

I've been trippin' to the moon for a while, going back and forth between Earth and its satellite; our mission is to find a village "LOST" style :
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We get there, it' s been our second trip on the moon, we were supposed to have one more.
It' s dark, but I can feel grass under my feet, it' s all dead, and so are the trees; they have no leaves, they' re all weird ... but not the forest surrounding the village, nah, that' s all healthy
I inspect a gilder, until I realize my second lucid dream was in the moon too . Well, here I am now ... lol. After some time of reflection, I get that it' s safer to check the state I' m in ...
Oh well, I guess I' m not on the moon then . I get my thoughts back together and realize it' s cool anyways, I mean, it' s a lucid dream, right ?

I somehow ended up on a roof, I look around me and see a city, mostly composed of tenements that extend all the way to the horizon. I rub my hands together. I wanted to do something back in reality ... it has something to do with touching the floor ... that' s it ! - I thought it was punching the ground to break it, but it really isn' t *.
I run and try to fly to another roof but that' s seemingly not what I' m supposed to do. Ok then, I' l just climb it ! when I got there I already forgot what I "wanted" to do; I do remember I couldn't fly. Never mind, I' ll just jump. So I do, but I land a bit closer to what I wanted.
I do the same thing several time, going lower and lower, each time aiming for a longer jump ... until I fail my jump and land in a tree; its branches stabbing me repeatedly . I land on a bigger branch, holding my legs ,man that hurts like hell !.
After some seconds I just forget about the pain and jump off the tree; I' m in a court, a whole bunch of needles are on the walls, pointing up . I could climb it easily, but right now I really don' t feel like doing so, I beat myself up enough for tonight. I get in a building instead, but there' s a creepy guy inside.
He goes : "Micheal Jackson is the best fighter ever"
And like an idiot I answer : " Better than Elvis ? "
He gets mad and challenges me for a fight, but right now I' m not in the mood, I run away.
I notice a rock coming out of a wall, that' ll do it. When I get near to the wall the creep gets in front of me, I try to fly past him but I just rub my head against the floor.
Pain .
I get to another wall and try to get over it, but the needles are still there.
Pain.
I have no choice, I' ll beat the heck outta him and that' ll be done. We somehow come back in the building and the fight' s rules come into my head : if someone is close to passing out, we gotta stop fighting, the conscious one wins.
We begin fighting ... using dance moves . At some point we see our shadows fighting; I' m Elvis he' s Michael .
I beat him but a friend of his comes. I' m kinda pissed off and stop dancing like a dumb ass; I begin hitting him like a boss, using mostly my right elbow, small but fast strikes to the head in pretty much every direction, until he falls on the floor.
I' m about to get outta here but I wake up before I do that .

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* Instead of punching the floor, I was supposed to try my new technique to get in a friend' s dream.