false awakening

From earlier on in the night:

I recall I was playing the role of a character in some character that was being made in an 80s movie about someone who was being bullied and generally a butt monkey. I was at a location that was supposed to be a roller rink but the decor was really bland, everything was just shades of white and light gray. Two dream characters (one female flanked on either side by two male, who are all completely naked) walk over and start bullying me. The fact that they are naked is absurd makes me realize that I am dreaming.)

Upon becoming lucid I remember that I am participating in a lucid dreaming competition, though I was still not 100% there. I then remember that the last time I was lucid I did a little 'trans'formation which earned me quite a few points and after chuckling at my own lame joke think I could do that a second time since I am confident that it will work. I even recalled that I preformed it by looking up at the ceiling and then back down at myself. Success. Turns out I was completely naked too so the body changes are immediately obvious.

The female bully comes back over.

"El-oh-el. (she sounded out LOL, hey I thought this was supposed to be a an 80s movie why are we using modern slang...?) You changed sex and your boobs are smaller than mine!"

She was right, I didn't have the same 'assets' I did last time I transformed though everything else seemed the same. I wasn't terribly concerned about that, figuring I could fine-tune it if I wanted. She continued with some unimaginitive insults and goading other dream characters into harassing me. More dream characters (again, all of them are naked)

"Stop bullying me. This is a lucid dream that we are sharing. If you bully me you are only hurting yourself." This time was said with confidence.

Instantly the lead girl flies into a rage and tries to attack me. She starts wailing on me with her hands trying to slap me to no effect. I use one hand to push her stomach. Not like a punch but still with some force and she goes flying back and sliding into the wooden roller rink. She slides on her butt around the rollerblade circuit (its quite small, maybe eight meters long), sliding around again and again in the route a skater would take. All the dream characters are pointing and laughing at her as her leg catches the edge and she starts to spin around.

"Stop laughing! It isn't funny." Even though upon awakening I do recognize it is a little funny.

I try to explain, rather poorly to the crowd of dream characters that they are figures in my dream, and that therefore they are all parts of me. My voice sounds squeaky and lacking any confidence even though I am reasonably confident in what I am saying even if I don't quite have the vocabulary to explain it concisely. I keep trying to correct this to no avail and its rather frustrating. I explain that if one part is 'disharmoniously integrated' then some part of me is not being accepted. This seems to aggravate the other dream characters who are adverse to me being lucid in the dream. Most run away, naked dream characters all spilling out the door while a few decide to attack me instead.

The dream scene changes to have ugly yellow wallpaper and I move into a new room. There is a nonsensical metal railing, like one might see on an industrial catwalk winding through the room and I am being attacked by a large, muscular male dream character. He tries repeatedly to punch me but I'm casually blocking all the punches like Neo at the end of the first matrix movie. He pulls a knife (out of where, I don't want to know because he was completely naked). He goes to stab me in the solar plexus. I feel a little poke and see the knife has gone in only about a millimetre and there is only a single drop of blood. He tries really hard to push it in further but to no avail.

I then summon a bamboo rod by reaching behind me. I hit the dream character on the head, not too hard, and say "go to horny jail" which was in some way connected to the fact that all the DCs were naked and that he was male and I was female (at least in form). Unlike my last lucid despite everyone being nude there was virtually no sexual charge to the dream. A large cardboard box falls on top of him, like a washing machine box and he squats down as it falls on him to trap him inside. There is like a slide whistle sound as the box comes down. Written on the front in black marker were the words 'Horny Jail'. There is a cutout with a window and three or four narrow jail bars made of cardboard wrapping paper tubes. The DC growls and pounds on the inside of the box in frustration, grabs the cardboard jail bars and shakes them trying to get them loose. Despite being a strong muscular looking male DC, he is thoroughly trapped by the cardboard box.

The dream continued for awhile becoming nonlucid.

I did a WBTB early in the night, about midnight I woke up and adjusted the bedding and got water. I was too tired to think about writing down the dream despite my excitement at what by recent standards was a successful lucid dream. But I fixated on the scene where I pushed the female DC back and the horny jail moment and told myself. There was no way I was forgetting that.

Just woke up from a layer-1 lucid moments before reading this.

I had a false awakening after dreaming about some sort of family gathering non-lucidly. I was at my dad's sisters house.

It was dark, but I was in my parents old bedroom. I felt around engaging the sense of touch more than the sense of sight and felt a face with short stubble/beard of a male sleeping next to me. I thought it might be my father but the face shape was wrong and it appeared to be bald instead. (Marcus human form return confirmed?) I looked at the alarm clock on the nightstand by the window and it said 12:14:999 on an oversized seven-segment display. This doesn't make sense to me so I work my phone out of my pocket and check it. It says 12:14:99. I start to have a panic dream that I am late for school/work/college and overslept but then realize that the time is nonsensical and that I am dreaming! The epiphany wakes me up.

DILD (x2) = 15pts
WBTB (x1, success) = 2pts
DC Interaction = 2pts
Full Transformation = 10pts
Object Summoning = 5pts
Invulnerability (not perfect but good enough) = 5pts
Super Strength = 5pts

Back at it with the DJing.

I was in an OTD beach setting. I had to go #2 and the bathroom was in a brick building up the beach a little bit. I went into the bathroom and said something along the lines of "Darn it, it turned into another poo dream!". After several minutes of stuff I will not detail here on the toilet I was able to make the have-to-poo feeling go away (finally).

I was able to make the best of it while in the bathroom while lucid in the bathroom; I was playing with my hands and dream control. I tried changing my skin color and made my hand light blue with dark blue freckles and the skin gained a very oily texture. I then changed my other hand into a mechanical hand made out of a silvery metal and examined it.

Once I had finished, I went back into the front of the bathroom and looked in the mirror. My physical appearance was very unstable and I seemed to be morphing between several outward appearances at once. I knew the dream was ending and getting unstable but I was having fun playing around with my own physical appearance. I would spin around, briefly close my eyes and concentrate on who I wanted to look like.

-Took on the appearance of a younger version of my RL self.
-Took on the appearance of my dream guide, Manei.
-Took on the appearance of my present day waking life self.

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I false awakened. There were police outside of my house. I remember for some reason I wanted to hide because I didn't know what was going on. I saw all the police going to the house of this girl who lived up the street. I knew her IRL and she used to bully me in grade school, so I got some satisfaction from her having to get out of her house and be in trouble with the police in the wee hours of the morning.

A police officer suddenly appeared in the window of my bedroom (which was weird because it was on the second floor.) And told me he would write me a ticket if he caught me being a peeping tom again. I apologized and said I would go back again.

The dream recursed with very minor variations about three or four times, with me either going back to sleep and FAing again when.

I know this is a really long entry. Truth be told I've been coming on here for like a week and a half and writing down whatever I remember into this giant draft entry; and I wanted to post it before writing all my dreams down in a single giant draft entry became a habit. Enjoy.

I am taking a journey to Marcus' home star system. We are supposed to be on board some kind of spacecraft but when the visualization of the journey is given, I am simply flying through galaxies like I would when I was flying via my powers, though I can still sense Marcus' presence. We fly into a small star cluster outside of the milky way and head towards a star system.

The peripheral of the spacecraft becomes present and Marcus explains to me that this was the star system in where he was created. He goes on to explain that his is a race of cyborg beings, and tells me their history. In his history, humanity fell into an atomic war and nearly destroyed itself, and the only ones that were left were those who did not think humanity should develop as a warlike culture, but rather a culture of science and art.

As such his forefathers set out and colonized the solar system, made alien contact. The aliens they met were very different from humans in that they were very powerful, intelligent beings that lived for billions of years, but only a few dozen of them could exist in the universe at any one time. (When they were visualized, the aliens were a massive black being with six or eight eyes, as large as the earth, sitting on a decorative throne that acted as a spaceship.) The aliens recognized that the savagery in humanity was beginning to fade and that they may be ready for the gift of interstellar travel.

As such humanity colonized the galaxy and made contact with other alien races. But the mentality of the survivors of the nuclear war on earth was inbred into their culture, the desire to self-preserve and to have a safehouse, but on a galactic scale. Hence the colonization of the Bastion-Remedy system.

Spoiler for crappy sketch:

The system was chosen because there were a lot of resources and the system contained smaller, longer lived stars than the sun. I sketched a crappy map to help expedite the details of the system but its not super important to the overall plot of the dream, just interesting that I was able to remember such a detailed system. I don't recall any of the names of the planets but I do know that every planet marked in green was terraformed. The only location of importance was the space station Gigatet.

Marcus described it as a fortress system because of its extreme defenses, and remarked that a dyson sphere was too expensive and too vulnerable, but the entire system was protected from cosmic rays and unwelcome by the Gigatet projecting a shield. That was our destination. There was supposedly another larger structure nearby called the "Archive" that was the true archive of all the science and art that this civilization had gathered through the eons but the Archive's true location was known only to their most trusted members. However the Gigatet served as a sort of halfway point for information to be screened and collected before being prepared to be taken to the archive.

He shows me a room in where his body can be upgraded and repaired. His civilization has eliminated death of the body. He begins to remove his skin, first on his right hand to insert a circular mechanical access key to the room. Then lays down on a medical table and loses conciseness. Robotic arms spring to live and begin disassembling his body very carefully. Past the skin layer, Marcus had a shiny metal skeleton. His muscles and organs were blue and they didn't look fully organic or fully synthetic either. His muscles looked sort of like fiber optic cables, and the internal organs were more like squishy plastic. In places there were little valves and clips that linked blood vessels and nerves allowing for modularity. Close a valve, remove that part, and put a new one in.

He then proceeds to 'recompile extraneous data for download', essentially empty his brain's memory banks of information that he did not need. This data would be reviewed and either dumped or stored in the archive. I saw his brain inside of his skull and it looked like a blue glowing orb, like a blue sun with little solar flares on it.

Marcus then talked with me about how people in this society have a choice to be human, machine, or something in-between, but each choice has its own pros and cons. One can make a fully robotic body that is more or less immortal, indestructible, and makes you highly productive to the society. Or one can be a completely normal human with only one implant; a device to move your soul/consciousness in and out of your body. Marcus lays somewhere in the middle of that his body is between mechanical and biological, and his body can still die, though that is very unlikely and he can go for many human lifespans without returning here to be repaired, but that he likes to play it safe and routinely have his systems checked up on just to ensure nothing sneaks up on him.

He explains to me that his body still acquires energy from food rather than the power sources used by other more mechanical variants.

But because they have the technology to transfer your conciseness, everyone in this society is basically immortal unless they are killed by violence or a sudden and swift failure of their body, with inadequate time to transfer their soul into a new body.

...

At some point we are on the exterior of the Gigatet. This area of the station is like a city and has an atmosphere held in place by gravity projectors and magnetic fields. We encounter this group of two or three boba-fett looking characters. (in that their armor was similar.) They hit Marcus with some kind of paralyzer device that seizes up his more mechanical body, but when they try to use the same device on me I feel nothing more than a buzz like a mild electric shock.

I became lucid and started fighting them. At some point I tried to fly into the air but my flying was not working because I was wearing a heavy cloak or cape and could not seem to take it off, and the cape was stifling my flying jets and weighing me down. I tried to think of another way to solve the conflict and thought that the dream was taking on a star wars theme so maybe if I played along my dream control would work. I reached into hyperspace and got a pair of lightsabers.

This was really thrilling to me. I blocked some laser fire and some of the assalants retreated until one was left. She and I jumped into the air (her using a jet pack on her armor and we fought.) But at some point, with a fair amount of effort I was able to get my leg above her head and kick her down into the ground. I then released Marcus by removing the paralyzing device. Some police drones came and Marcus explained the situation and they arrested the one I had fought last.

For some reason the dream got really dark and I spent a lot of time carrying her over my shoulder. Eventually the police came to us and there was closure to the plot line. The plot line somehow carried on to a point where I was having my birthday in an old warehouse. My birthday party was pretty big, all of my friends were there. There were aged up versions of friends that I had not seen in years, and some people that I only vaguely recognized.

Amit from Infected Mushroom and Samurai Jack came out onto a platform and started playing rave music, Everyone started dancing. I saw my old high school crush standing on a table topless chugging a keg of beer. This guy with a handlebar mustache and a white suit coat came up to me and said that I had won a motorboat and a trailer came in with a big red and brown motorboat on it. He gave me some paperwork and told me that I had to sign it to get the boat. He then said I could also win fifty bucks if I could manage to roll two dice and get snake eyes.

I somehow found myself at the base of the basement stairs in my house attempting to roll the dice, but it was too dark to see what my results were. I was worried I was going to lose my first prize.

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I had a dream I was at the beach resort in Puerto Rico. My mom told me I was in an alternate universe created by my imagination. I recalled something I told her a few weeks ago IWL as a joke. I said that if I had been born as triplets, one triplet would be an artist, another would be obsessed with Taekwondo, and the third would be an expert programmer. I then saw the three younger triplets of myself walking around in these yellow and black scuba suits.

I remember seeing a big row of palm trees on a sandbar out at sea and thinking that that was not there last time I went to the resort.

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I was teaching my taekwondo class and the class was abnormally crowded. There were lots of kids. Most of them were kids that are in my class now or have graduated. The class was taking place in this warehouse with brown brick walls and high windows and it was kind of dark in the room.

I became lucid and decided I wanted to summon Manei. I forgot to try the voice command and just tried to summon through intention, by focusing on the door and imagining her coming through. I was thinking about how it was a dream and it was just my imagination so I should be able to make anything happen. Instead, my characters Raiah and Alduir walked in.

The kids got older and the room was even more cramped. They said they wanted to play dodgeball and everyone started pulling out red rubber balls and throwing them at one another. Raiah said she didn't like dodgeball unless she got to play her way and started throwing with her robotic arm but she threw the ball so hard she knocked a kids tooth out and we had to stop.

...

The dream carried on at some point. I was at like a carnival peir with the two of them. I was getting a strange enjoyment out of conversing with two of my original characters. I remember asking them for advice on how to make them better characters that more people would like. Alduir replied

"The pretentious pillbug's snakeskin handbag --FUCK! I FORGOT THE REST!! Thats a poem I wrote for you? Do you like it?"

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Coming off another dream that I don't remember, the dream was playing out the scene from the ending of Star Wars Episode I; The Phantom Menace, where Obi Wan and his master fight Darth Maul, and I was Obi Wan. I got kicked down the reactor shaft and grabbed onto the ledge. I remember thinking that I knew what happened in this scene, that I jumped back up and grabbed my lightsaber.

When Darth Maul looked over the edge I saw that he was now shirtless with a gigantic fat stomach. (Though his upper torso and arms still looked really muscular, and of course all of it was tattooed black and red.) He also had two arms on his left hand side and was holding three lightsabers. The first one was a standard lightsaber. The second one had an unusual handle and the blade went backwards down the arm like a tonfa. The third one was his double bladed lightsaber. He started slashing at the edge of the pit and taunting me. He said that if I didn't jump up, he'd use his triple bladed lightsaber. I wondered how such a thing would work. He then showed me that when he pulled apart his double bladed lightsaber there was a third blade in the middle between the two handles and he could now prod at me while I was holding on, but I avoided him.

Darth Maul then grabbed a woman I had never seen before. She had long wavy blonde hair and was completely naked but had gag tied around her and told me to try and come up and save her. I wondered how the Star Wars movie would keep a PG rating with a fully naked woman in it and I realized that the situation was different from the movie and became lucid. I flew up and summoned a green lightsaber and beat Darth Maul, and the dream faded out.

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I had a really long dream that was stylized. It looked like the animation style of Samurai Jack. In the dream, Manei was a small child wandering around a meadow. In the meadow were the hulks of gigantic derelict space warships. One of them was overgrown with grape vines and Manei was trying to get the grapes down from the top but as long as she couldn't get them, she had to sleep in a cardboard box.

My character entered along with two other characters and I showed her how she could get the grapes down by using a long stick with a hook on the end of it. I then got mad that someone had 'ripped off my dreams in an animation' and after some figuring became semi lucid. I made an effort to converse with her to no avail.

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At some point I recall a very funny exchange in where I was dreaming that I was taking a science exam in high school and became semi lucid. I looked over to my crush.

"Will you have sex with me?"

"No."

for some reason I completely lost my sh*t and began using telekinesis to crumble the building around me. My crush disappeared and the other dream characters in the class began running away in fear and panic.

I woke up a short while later and pondered my behavior. It seems as though, even in dreams we are more in touch with a more primal, animalistic and emotional side of ourselves that awakens these desires.

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I was visiting Florida with my cousins and my old friends R and J. We were at a beach. I decided to go for a swim but when I got there I found my cousin had somehow beat me there and was crying because I wouldn't play a game with him. I tried to comfort him and told him that I would play with him. But my friend J also wanted to play with me and the two started fighting. I tried to get everyone to agree to just do one thing and all three of us could do it together but it didn't work. I saw J's dad coming over and wanting to work out the conflict but I didn't want to be involved so I dove underwater and swam away.

When I came back up I was lost. At first I was worried about not being able to find my family members or my friends family members and became very worried of what they would think that I ran away and didn't come back.

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I remember having a very long, 'realistic' and detailed dream about a zombie apocalypse. My mother and I were staying on a farm with Jack (the dream character) and his two brothers and father. Jack was showing us how to use guns to kill the zombies and gave me a long rifle with a scope.

The dream ended when I started waking up and WBTBed wanting to re-enter and continue the story but instead got a dream about my cousin having an allergy attack and needing to be administered an Epi-Pen.

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I had an absolutely absurd dream about being at some kind of hybrid of a water park and marina. The setting is that in where there are boats parked everywhere, attended almost exclusively by bikini-clad party girls. Large waterslides and roller coasters arc over small islands and rock formations that are above the water.

In the dream, I have recently acquired my first job delivering tacos to the partiers via Jet Ski. I remember thinking that the job should net me decent pay and tips but didn't seem to be doing so, and I was still learning to properly control the Jet Ski. I also considered that I needed a better means to transport the tacos than holding them on a large tray in one hand while piloting the jetski with the other.

At one point I was tasked with navigating the jetski between two tight rock formations, only to attract the attention of a very large centipede-like poodle. From far away it looked like the dog had been fake but getting closer made it look animated and lifelike. Though its body looked sort of like it were made of papier-mâché and cotton balls, like an arts and crafts project.

It began chasing after me, barking and growling. The dog was able to navigate through the air with a swimming serpentine motion. I attempted to lose it but it was too fast, and I was still navigating that narrow pass. I attempted to splash water in its eyes and some of the women on the nearby boat scoffed at me for mistreating the animal. It was at this point that I also recognized that I had gotten the tacos wet and that they were no longer going to pay me for them. Though upon inspection, it seemed as thought he Jetski had made it through the narrow pass without sustaining any damage.

I ran into my aunt, uncle and cousins and lost the dream.

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I was stranded in the ocean at night after a plane crash sequence that I only recall secondhand. With it came the old drowning feeling that usually accompanies any dream involving swimming, as big waves came crashing down on me.

I then saw my character Raiah appear in the dream. She was struggling to stay afloat aswell. The sequence played out similarly to one from my comic with her character in where, since she has metal legs and a metal arm she cannot float or swim and had to detcach them to stay afloat.

Then Manei came and reduced both of us and helped us both swim to the shore of an island. We woke up on the beach and the situation reminded me quite a bit of the movie Castaway, except there were three of us now. We started planning how we were going to survive until help came and the dream faded out.

...

The next thing I remember was all three of us were in a city somewhere in Italy. Raiah had her bionic limbs back and the three of us were sitting at a cafe. Raiah was complaining that Italian food in Italy doesn't taste like Italian food in America.

People began approaching us. They had grayish green skin and vampire teeth. The dream had some confusion as to wether they were actually vampires or zombies. They moved slowly in a big group like zombies but had teeth like vampires and were out to drink blood. I became semi lucid and began helping to fight them. I summoned my weapon and turned it into a staff and knocked some of the closest ones away.

I then converted it into a bow and stood on a table and started shooting arrows. I was able to create a wide variety of elemental trick arrows by simply calling them out as I drew the bow. When I called out "Fire arrow" a group of zombies got set on fire. I called out "Ice Arrow" and it froze one solid in a block of ice. I called out "Lightning arrow" and the bow shot a bolt of electricity that chained from several of the zombies taking them all out. I called out a "Plant Arrow" and when it hit the vamp/zombie vines sprung up from under the brick pavement and entangled around it preventing it from moving.

I started running out of ideas for arrows after awhile. (I was operating on weird logic that I could only use each type of arrow once.) and in my semi lucidity got concerned about my mother. I false remembered that she was in a house on the other side of the town and took off running. I don't think I was able to fly because I wasn't fully lucid but I was able to run at a speed I would place around 30-50mph. I started running through the streets and saw more of the vamp zombies coming after me. I converted back to a staff and did a pole vault over them.

I remember the sequence of me running through the city streets seemed to go on for hours. I recall thinking to myself that my dream body seems to have unlimited cardio endurance because it's not a real body and all I have to do is imagine running full sprint and preforming flips, and I can do that all night.

At some point I go third person and I'm running along rooftops parqouring and doing gymnastic flips that no real human could do. I eventually climb in the second story window of the building that my mom is in only to find she is a vamp/zombie. I convert my staff back to a bow Agian and declare that I will fire a "Holy Arrow". It works and she converts back to a normal person. I tell her to barricade the door and windows and wait for me to come back.

I then spot a structure in the distance. The structure is a massive mining rig built on top of a volcano. I get a sense that Manei and Raiah have made their way there but that they are in trouble. I then see a robotic policeman attempting to barricade the vamp zombies. I fly to the volcano rig that has a giant staircase running up the side. I decide that I will land there. But before I can blast off at full speed Manei yells my name. She is still running towards me and is all out of breath.

"This is ridiculous- you start jogging a little waking life and now I cannot ever pace you."

"You saved me from the first dream, call it even."

I become almost fully lucid. I forget about my other objective. The city starts to look like the city from Attack on Titan. I then see a two-headed Naruto going to fight Titans, but we ignore it and just sit at a cafe again. We start having a conversation. I realize that I should include Marcus in the conversation and just by thinking of him he materializes out of a blue portal in the ground.

[Removed The conversation was personal. It ended with Marcus saying this.]

"The Progress of humanity is advancing at an unforeseen pace. From the wheel to the spinning wheel to the printing machine and the mushroom bomb, figure-8-DNA and the three-two-two hyperdrive, our species spreads with a like a tenacious disease traversing the cosmos. [The dream fades out as I see a visualization of the milky way galaxy.] One day all of this will be ours but we must ask ourselves if that is a good thing or not." [The dream then zooms in on a solar system at the tip of one of the spiral arms. It is a binary system and there is a dark black planet orbiting far from the two stars. Marcus somehow implies that we will find something really bad there and when people try to colonize that system we will awaken some ancient evil or something.]

I am going around in a large city built by the side of a bending river interviewing at various locations for jobs. The first place I go to interview at is a very large skyscraper, upwards of a hundred stories tall. The building is very interesting in that the original shape of the building was a sort of cone that got gradually steeper as it went up. But apparently after the building was built a new company bought it and built a frame around it in the shape of a hexagon. So there was like an outer tower and an inner tower when you went inside and the two were connected by interior catwalks and the lobby of the tower ran all the way up the inner wall to the hundredth floor.

I go to the interview and it seems like this company would like to hire me, but I'm not entirely sure I want to be hired by this company. Simply by observing the social interactions I can tell that this company has some problems with income distribution and that at this company the CEO and higher workers get paid a lot while the people on the bottom who are actually doing most of the work are getting paid peanuts. I don't think the company is deserving of my skills but want to think things over. I decide to explore another job opportunity.

In the industrial sector of the city is a woman who owns an abandoned warehouse and some of the surrounding area. I meet with her and begin talking about her business. What her business does is not entirely clear, but it seems to be a cross of a design and sculpture firm and a recycling and scrapping business. She has a friend who works in a scrapyard and breaks down automobiles and other scrap into usable materials, as well as another friend. (A gigantic cyborg rat) who takes apart computers and electronics, and remakes some of the components into art projects, while selling some valuable things like gold.

I have a sort of informal interview with her, telling her that I will return with a resume and such at a later time but just want to get a grasp on what her company exactly does. She avoids the question and instead brings me hot chocolate. "I'd love to work here, and she seems to really want to win me over, but I doubt she can afford to pay me well, if at all." Our interview is interrupted by an official looking person from the city coming in and saying that the business defaulted on a loan and will be closed down in a week if they cant make up the money.

I very vaguely remember the woman embarking on a new conceptual art project. Her cousin is Benedict Cumberbatch and she wants him to pose naked in a public place with a picture of Lapis Lazuli from Steven Universe over his crotch. But she wants me to draw the picture that will be used, if I can, she will hire me and her business will get back on its feet so she can pay me.

We are testing the piece in a vacant office. I draw several pictures in different styles and mediums until I get one that the woman seems to think will work. The last thing I remember was we were playing Fallout 4 and talking about the game.

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I was with my dad in the front of my house. It was a clear summer day in the late afternoon. I looked up in the sky and saw that the moon had rings like Saturn. I recognized the dream sign and became lucid. I thought about how my dream dad usually doesn't like it when I get lucid so I decided to try and educate him about lucid dreaming.

"Hey, do you notice anything different about the moon?"

"No, the moon has always been like that, ever since the [vauge astronomical event] changed the solar system."

"No, the moon has never been like that." (More planets began to emerge from behind the moon, and the ringed moon begins to get larger.) "Because this is a dream; my dream. Everything I say and do is a product of my mind, even you."

He goes on to say that he doesn't believe me and insists that this is real.

"Look, anything is possible. In a dream you can go anywhere, and do anything. You see that planet up there? If I want to, I can fly to that planet." (Gesturing to one of the small planets that had emerged from behind the saturn planet.)

"You can do that in No Man's Sky."

"Shut up."

I decide to just leave him and show myself. I leap off expecting to fly there, but I begin to float back down and land on the roof of my house. I leap off again and try to engage my fire jets. I look over my shoulder and see them blowing out clouds of smoke and sparks. (I think they were even making sounds like a gasoline engine that wouldn't start.)

"You can't do it, see?" He yells.

"You're not in control of what I can and cannot do." I turn and focus on my destination. My fire jets properly activate with a loud crack and I shoot off out of the atmosphere and into space. The ringed moon is becoming a gas planet. As I got closer I tried to focus on the color. I wanted to see if I could control its color and make it be green, as there were no green gas planets in the solar system and wanted to see what my mind's interpretation of a green gas giant would be like. It turned into a green planet with some bluish bands and storms, and I thought "Close enough" without realizing that I was heading right at it. I tried to pull 'up' and fly over the planet's pole. I ended up glancing through the upper atmosphere for but a second flying through storms of swirling turquoise clouds before emerging on the other side and coming to a stop.

I looked around at the moon system of the gas planet. It had five major moons. I didn't take the time to look at all of them in detail; my eyes went straight to an earthlike moon (I think it was in the third or fourth orbit out) and flew straight at it. I was trying to focus on having spaceflight be steadier and not rocket me towards destinations so fast, but of course focusing on the negative schema only caused me to rocket forward once more, giving me only a second to slow down as I fell through the clouds and collide with the ocean of the planet.

After my crash I lost a great deal of lucidity and became semi lucid and stopped paying as much attention to the dream's plot. Somebody on the planet had found me and brought me to the planet's leader. The planet was populated by small, pale skinned, dwarf-like humans and their king/leader gave me a dinner of fried fish and potato planks, then sent me on a quest.

Marcus was there and he told me we needed a mode of transportation for the quest. He took me to a train yard and started pressing buttons on these steam engines and mechanical faces came out of the front of the boilers making them look like Thomas the tank engine characters. He got a silver steam engine and started driving it through these security gates while I held out a lance on the front of the train to break through them. The silver steam engine turned into a robotic velociraptor and started going the wrong way so we had to get off.

...

The dream somehow gave way to us venturing through a dangerous mountain pass. The area we were in looked like one of those east-asian landscape paintings with the very exaggerated mountains. It was during a clear and starry night, but the light from the massive gas planet in the sky made it as bright as twilight. I was venturing with Marcus, a huge stone golem monster, and one of the Thomas the Tank engine engines. (Okay... once again... very interesting choice of characters.) I wonder what it is with dreams making trios of utterly random characters.

Regardless navigating these mountains was difficult. There was a floating cobblestone path but some of the stones would give way and fall to the ground if you put too much weight on them and I was trying to help the rock monster get across. At one point he fell and I grabbed him with one arm, and I wondered how I was strong enough to hold him up.

We managed to get to the next mountain where we encountered another animated stone figure, this one even larger. It attacked us, punching Marcus with the force to break the stone temple floor below us, then ran out of power and returned to being a static statue. I tried to pull Marcus away but his arm came off. When I looked at where it had been, I just saw very high tech looking mechanical parts and somehow knew that it was some kind of automated drone and the real Marcus was somewhere else.

The sky turned red and all the stars and planets disappeared along with the other dream characters. The sky was full of thousands of jet black shooting stars. A giant six-armed woman appeared and claimed to be the hindu goddess Kali. She showed me a purple blanket with gold embroidery of leaves and flowers going around the outside. It was made of some kind of indestructible silk. She then wrapped it around my head and face, leaving only my eyes exposed, tied it so it would stay on, then walked into the haze and disappeared.

I was now back in my house, standing at the top of the stairs. I undid the knot in the blanket and examined it. I thought I had woken up and was just hallucinating that the purple blanket still existed. I lost the dream for real into another short false awakening that I don't recall.

Night 5

had a fairly lengthy but bland dream. I was in my 8th grade history class and everyone was naked, except me. Class seemed to be going on normally, though. The teacher was giving a lecture, and we were all taking notes. He kept telling me to stop being distracted by everyone being naked with a very serious tone in his voice.

Marcus came in (also naked) and said something about the dream failing to allow anyone to wear clothes. He then walked over to the teachers desk and made a valiant effort to craft undergarments out of computer paper and scotch tape.

-+-

I think this was actually from the 3rd or 4th night of the comp and I just forgot to document it. There was a dream where I false-awoke. In the dream, I had a very long beard, reaching about halfway down my body. I tried to shave it but it perpetually regrew in new and strange ways. The dream went on for a few minutes.

Night 6

I am attending Hogwarts. (I knew a HP dream would show up eventually, since I've been reading through the books.) However it was disguised as my middle school. I remember they were having a beginning of the year celebration. Apparently I had been sorted into house Hufflepuff and, for whatever reason, we had to sleep outside on the lawn. They gave us yellow and black stripey scarfs that were really big and could be used as blankets.

There were some people running around the running track. (In-Dream, it was across the road from the middle school, instead of next to it, and I think there were quidditch goals set up at either, too.) People wanted me to run a race but the other people already had a head start. I started running anyway and (shame I wasn't lucid for comp points) went super fast. So fast I remember I would have a hard time turning tight enough around the bends in the track.

It was getting to be nighttime and Dubledore came outside (He looked like a combo of dumbledore and my old Middle School principal.) He magically created a small carnival with a mini Ferris wheel taking up about half the field for us to celebrate. He also inadvertently created a forest of large oak trees filling the other half of the carnival. He said he might as well leave them there since they were not hurting anything and they were magically linked to the carnival so he'd have to clean up both of them anyway when the field needed to be used once more.

I sat down under one of the oak trees and did a moon RC. I looked at the moon (it was full.) and looked down at the grass. When I looked back it was crescent shaped and the stars were brighter and more vivid. I became lucid, but I didn't think of my goals so I obviously wasn't too lucid. I just decided to fly around. (I think I was trying to impress some girl that I had met in an earlier dream by flying, but either I just saw her out of the corner of my eye or she didn't even notice.) In fact, nobody noticed at all when I took off. (I presume because this was a gathering at a magical school.) It took some forceful voice commands to get above altitude, and I remember seeing the spot where I took off, leaving a spinning orange/blue fire circle that expanded outward and faded as I flew away. I took off and hovered above the central area of the fair, examined my fire jets. The effect wasn't too flashy this time around. The whole dream was foggy.

Due to forgotten lucid goals and generally not putting enough effort into this recently, I flipped upside down and hovered on a jet from one hand, and spun around like a top for no reason whatsoever. My phone buzzed in my pocket and then fell out because I was upside down. I had to dive and catch it right before it fell to the ground. I really scared this older woman who looked sort of like my maternal grandmother but with darker skin and a whole lot fatter when I flew down right in front of her face. I caught my phone in one hand and propelled myself back up to my original altitude with the other.

I answered it. On the other end was who I presume was Marcus and he told me in a rather irritated tone of voice to stop calling my fire jets 'fire jets' that they are actually fire rockets because they can work in outer space. He then said that theoretically I should have the ability to shoot fireballs that home in on targets and explode when they hit, if I practiced more. I lost the dream abruptly.

WBTB

I revisited the scene. I was at the track with the oak trees and the carnival, but nobody else besides us were there now. Lapis Lazuli from Steven Universe was there and we were laying on the grass stargazing together. The stars were even more vivid and bright this time.

Night 5:

NLD x2=2

Night 6:

Frag x1= .5
NLD x1= 1
DILD x1 =10
Fly x1 =5
Element Manipulation x1 =10
Use electronic device x1 =5

Now this is the kind of night I wish I'd be pulling off for the entire comp.

I was talking to Manei and I said to her: "I like taking long hot showers and crying for no reason. It helps me get all my boogers out."

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I don't remember the first dream too well. I was with my cousins and we were going to see some movie. Then I remembered that the movie was in fact some play that I was supposed to have a part in. The movie theatre morphed into this huge coliseum with five stage curtains on a scaffold forming a pentagon in the middle. I don't remember if it was because there were five iterations of the same play being put on at once or because it was all one big play that made use of this unique stage. It also had something to do with my high school graduation.

I remember leaving my family behind and going backstage to make preparations. I had no memory of being in this play or what part I was supposed to play. The director got really mad at me. He said that the play was a Porn-Parody of Harry Potter and made a penis joke about a "wand". I remember there was this big blue prop sign with white letters that said "Lucid Dream". I became lucid. Not long after I did, all of the dream characters except the play director vanished.

I remember becoming lucid and thinking of my dream-goal to do do some kind of acrobatic/gymnastic maneuver. I was thinking about the olympic gymnastics and how very badly I wanted to mimic that in a LD. I also thought about how I might destabilize the dream if I do a flip or something because it would be like dream spinning. In more stable dreams it hasn't been a problem, and I've done it before. (Hence why it's a 10-point goal).

I said I wanted to start easy. I saw this huge paper mache prop tree and ran up the side and did a parkour backflip. It didn't destabilize the dream very much. I then forgot about the goal and started flying and running through the branches of the prop tree. The play director ran and got a clipboard. He said he was inspired to write a new play about Peter Pan because I was flying. Then this really fat guy in a blue track suit came in. He said he wanted to enter me in a lucid dreamers equivalent to the olympics for agility flying since I had a natural talent for it. I told him I would like it, but I wanted to do proper training and not rely solely on natural talent.

(Adds Lucid Dream Olympics to list of dream goals for after comp.)

I remember I was playing Halo 4 (At least I think it was Halo 4. It felt like it.) I remember I had signed into the match by accident and it was 3v1. I thought to myself "huh boy, a 3v1, and I haven't played in awhile." I remember thinking that I should just quit, but that would be bad sport and I should at the very least try and fight them even if they stomp me. Also the place we were fighting in was the front yard of my house.

It was at this point their personalities became apparent. The guy in red armor with the star on his shoulder had Steven's voice from Steven Universe and was the leader. There was a guy in white armor who was an idiot and a guy in pink armor who was a coward. They tried attacking me. I remember having three weapons avaliable to me (when in Halo, the most you can normally have is two.) I had a shotgun, assault rifle and the 3 round burst rifle from halo 3)

It's not like I was playing to my fullest. In some weird way, (even though there the video game context was ignored) Controlling my character felt lethargic. Sometimes I would think to move a certain direction but wouldn't actually start moving half a second later. Aming was difficult too. More than once, I shot in a different direction than I was looking.

I remember the white armor guy and the pink armor guy were pretty terrible and I was able to kill them pretty easily. For the most part they would just stand in one shot and try to shoot at me (and miss) The Steven guy was a bit tougher, he actually fought back and used cover. I know he killed me at least once. At one point the white and pink armored guys came after me driving a minivan they had stolen from the neighbors garage and I blew it up by throwing a grenade underneath it.

When the score was about 10-1 the Steven guy said he was going to use a hack to transport us outside of the map. He did and we were now on a freight train that was moving. I killed the white and pink armor guys again and apparently when using the hack, they forgot to set the spawn points outside of the map boundaries too, so this was my opportunity to lose these guys.

The train began going around this large lake (actually I think it was a bay) following a curved path. Because of the way the tracks curved I could see the Steven Guy way down at the end of the train across the lake. There was a (googles Halo vechiles) Banshee on one of the last train cars. He got into it and flew across the lake towards the front of the train where I was. I started shooting at him but kept missing. He shot a missile at me and blew apart the train car. I very nearly fell off but I grabbed this bar on the end of the train car and held onto the side. I swing around to the backside hiding from him.

Dangit I'm lucid! Can't I just use VATS?

I swing around once. I tried to stop time and target him, but nothing happened. (Well I got hit with a few spare lasers) I tried a second time and it worked. I focused in on him and got a HUD just like VATS. I set all my shots to target him (Think I had about 5 shots) I even got the 3rd person movie style of me shooting them and blowing the guy out of the sky.

After that the train stopped, presumably because the match had ended. I think my armor dissolved and gave way to my regular dream self. I still had the gun but I threw it down in the sand and sad "gah! I hate using guns!" I saw one of the little ATV things from Halo and decided to hop on as an easy means of transportation. I got stopped by this fisherman guy who said that the ATV was his and it was a present from his mom and had been stolen from him by the Halo team that I had fought. I said he could have it back and he was very thankful.

I somehow found myself in a parking garage looking through the back of my dad's old van and I found a fluffy white blanket. I was talking to my dad about something and said that I had to return the blanket. I went back to the fisherman's house and gave him the blanket too. When I did he hugged it and started crying. He asked what he could ever do to repay me and I said that it was nothing and I was just trying to be a more positive influence on my dreams.

The dream phased from the beach where the train and the fisherman had been to the family beach resort. I wanted to go back and talk to my dream dad but I wanted to move in a way that wasn't flying. I remembered how in old lucid dreams I would move my feet like I was ice skating and gain super speed across the ground. I tried it but nothing happened. (Maybe because I was in sand... )

What if I tried actual ice skates? I looked down at my boots. I felt like I could feel a button where my big toe was and wiggled my toe in to press it. (I also noticed, when I focused on the sensation of my feet that I was wearing no socks and had a lot of sand in my boots.) But when I pressed the button, an ice skate blade popped out of the bottom of my boot. I was a little bit awkward at first because I couldn't get the one in the other boot to come out because there was no button. Eventually intuition made me realize that I had to press the button in the right boot twice.

I started skating down the boardwalk at high speeds. I remember thinking that I should use these more often and call them the "zero-friction skates".

I arrived in this collection of oriental style buildings and a boardwalk. I find the fisherman character again sitting and eating a basket of fish and chips at an outdoor eating area next to a buffet bar. He thanks me again for returning his things to him. I think he was actually in tears this time. I thought it was funny. This guy really looked like the tough sailor type, even though he wasn't very big he looked tough, but here he was, balling his eyes out for me. He said he didn't like french fries because they were potatoes and the association with the phrase couch potato and laziness, so I ate some for a realistic taste, but no salt, and I couldn't find any, and didn't think to reach into hyperspace and grab some.

He asked me how strong I must be to return two of his most important stolen belongings and beat up a gang of supersoliders that were apparently local bullies. He said he wanted to arm wrestle. I remember I accepted but it was this weird form of arm wrestling where we were standing and we tried to pull away from one another with our arms bent and whoever's arm went straight first would lose. The fisherman struggled and struggled, eventually cheating at his own game to try and bend my arm straight. I told him that "I'm the Dreamer." He didn't really understand that so I explained briefly that it was my lucid dream.

I then remember making a point that my strength doesn't come from musculature because in the dream realm, that's meaningless. What's more important is your level of confidence. I decided to test something by using spear finger on a tree. (There was a large tree growing up out of the boardwalk several feet from our table.) I expected my strike to reduce the trunk to wood chips, but I don't think I was fully confident. (I was in the same mindset when I'm doing board breaking in martial arts classes.) I still drove my hand about halfway through the tree making a sizable hole and coming out with a fistful of wood shavings. The Sailor guy had a fish stick in his mouth and it fell out when he saw me do that. Priceless.

I then saw the sky getting dark and decided I would do some flying. I said goodbye to him and activated fire jets out of my hands. In the reduced lighting the blue and reddish-orange contrast of my flying flames was exceptionally apparent, the colors really popped against the DW. There was even a "fwoom" sound as they came on. Sometimes my flying jets are very small and compact (or nonexistent), but this time they were like big bright colorful blooms of fire. I didn't take off right away and I was worried I'd set the boardwalk on fire. I took off and did a spiral around this pagoda building as the dream faded out.

...

I went into something about driving with my dad, in the van again, going camping. I think it was actually a false awakening, explained that I had been asleep in the car this entire time and just woken up now as we were arriving. (We're actually going camping the day after the comp ends, no wonder I didn't catch this.) He said something about father son bonding.

I woke up. I seriously thought about just getting out of bed and starting my day. (I did get up to go pee though.) I've had foul luck with reentry and mostly mucky WILDs. But I realized I was tired enough that I just might be able to pull of another short lucid and started doing counts.

I was with my dream-mom. I remember telling her that this was a lucid dream and it can be utilized as a playground to do anything, even things that are not necessarily acceptable. She said she wanted to rob a bank. I remember also there was a plot about me being some kind of secret agent and I walked into a bank when there were robbers in it and everyone else was running away. The dream got scrambled pretty quickly where I was someone else and I saw my mom running out of the bank pushing a baby me in a stroller.

I went into the back of the bank. I think I was with Manei now and we were planning how we would do this. Marcus had given us this little baseball sized shaped charge that we could supposedly use to destroy the vault door in the back of the bank. We walked in, climbed over the counter and went into the vault. I remember I tried figuring out how to make the bomb detonate. There was a really long red string wrapped around the bomb with a little pink plastic toad on the end of it.

I then decided we would hack the computer instead. I remember trying to log in on the user account of somebody from the bank but I didn't know any passwords. Then I went to another computer terminal and saw that without logging in I could just enter the password to the vault directly. We tried a couple different passwords. The only two I remember us trying were "HoneyMoney" and "BigBenjamin31". I think Marcus was talking to us over radio giving us more password suggestions, but I ignored him since none of them worked.

Me: "Alright. If I was in the prim and proper adult culture of banking, and I wanted to pick a password that nobody could guess, you wanna know what it would be?

"boobfart69"

GLADOS sounding computer: "Password Accepted. Opening Vault."

A woman came out of the bathroom and saw the two of us. She said she had been woken up by the Glados voice and had fallen asleep on the toilet. She was a little bit suspicious that we weren't supposed to be here even though the bank was closed, we were dressed like ninjas, and the dream guide behind me was stuffing money into a bag (Humorously stupid and oblivious dream character.) She somehow became convinced that we were a husband and wife pair and Manei was username "HoneyMoney" in the bank's employee registry.

I woke up.

Scoring: Since I've never had multiple lucid dreams to score I'm not sure how to do it. I think you can count dream control twice if you have it in multiple dreams. (But not necessarily a chain, like what happened last night.)

Frag 0.5pt*1=0.5
NLD (counting the nonlucid portion for each DILD since it was substantial.) 1pt*2=2
DILD 10pt for first +5pt subsequent*2=15
WILD 10pt for first=10
WBTB 2pt*1=2
Old Personal Goal (Gymnastic Maneuver)=10pt
Basic Flying=5pt*2 different dreams=10pt
Time control=(I'm counting my use of VATS as this.)=10pt
Use an ordinary object to preform dream control (I guess it isn't 100% normal to have ice skate blades that pop out of your shoes, but I'm taking it and running.)=5pt
Super Speed (From the skate blades)=5pts
Eat Something (A few Potato Planks)=5pts
DC Interact 2pt*all 3 dreams=6pts
Super Strength=5pt
Elemental Control=(Them big blooms of fire in the second dream should count. Such pretty colors (◕‿◕)) =10pt
Use electronic Device=(Bank computer system)5pt

Total: 100.5!

So this is going to be an exceptionally long entry because I have to bundle dreams from a nap I took yesterday with dreams from last night. Yesterday I took a nap from about 3:00pm until 6:00pm and had these dreams:

Something to do with a fat Minion. He had stolen some macguffin crucial to the plot of whatever movie I was watching (I think it was minions 2, but I can't be sure.), and was weighing the three options he could do for it. I remember he had three ideas. One that he could come clean and give the thing he had stolen back to its original owner and face the consequences. The other was that he could keep it and sell it on the black market. He had a third option but he had a very limited window of time to carry out this option, whatever it was, I forgot.

I remember he was in a restaurant setting and he was squirting blobs of mustard and ketchup to represent the good and bad things about each of his possible plans trying to weigh the pros and cons. The scene was supposed to be funny but I found he was making a mess. He got kicked out of the restaurant and these secret service guys took him away and interrogated him. When they took him to the interrogation chamber he played dumb and kept saying something about a banana.

-+-

I was walking with my mom. My dad was cranky and didn’t want to walk with us but still wanted to be with us so we could know how mad he was about… uhh… I don’t know… something. so he was driving along very slowly in a car with the window rolled down next to us while me and my mom were talking.

My mom said something about the sky and I looked up to see some turbulent looking clouds (as well as a missed multi-moon dream sign) There was a very pretty sunset.

I’m fairly certain that there were little kids who looked like Cafe’s Dream Guides who were buying ice cream from the ice cream truck. There was some subplot where all three of them had a crush on her and were trying to impress her by buying her ice cream that she liked. But none of them actually knew what kind of ice cream she actually DID like, since none of them had the courage to approach her and ask her, so they were all making their best guesses. I remember just thinking about how the ice cream truck always comes so late in the day. (Accurate to WL, the ice cream truck in my neighborhood always does come very late in the day.)

-+-

There was also a false awakening where I woke up at about 9:30pm, when in reality I fell asleep around 3:00pm and woke up at around 6:00. I remember a very large orange cat sitting in loaf position in the door of my room and I couldn’t get out of my room because of it.

Onto the dreams from last night: Between two WBTBs and my final awakening I had a lot of dreams, all of them completely non-lucid. A plot-line or two even transferred over the first Wake-Back-To-Bed.

-+-

I was having lunch in the cafeteria of my elementary school. I said that I was having "Pickled Bento" and got some weird looks from some friends. I attained some level of lucidity and chuckled at the idea of a bento box inside of a giant glass jar of vinegar, and one appeared.


A fragment involving Bismuth being a sacred element. There were either three, four or six bismuth crystals that needed to be slotted into some alien device in a particular way. I think the bismuth crystals became contagious due to improper handling and began spreading across the surface of the planet. (I remember the planet I was on was not earth, it was some kind of alien planet, like mars, with dusty red soil.)

-+-

I was playing Minecraft with this kid that I sometimes babysit. (IWL, our favorite activity is to play Minecraft.) I had built a large, detailed castle that he was very impressed with. I remember the castle had a large network of tunnels and rooms underneath it spreading almost all the way down to the bottom of the world. I was in the basement of the castle expanding the tunnels. But I had run into a lot of lava and the moment I remember most clearly was when I was mining some diamond ore blocks.

-+-

I am at my college. My creative writing professor is there and she says we are going to watch some surprise children's cartoon and write a poem about it. She talks for a bit about the context of a children's cartoon and how we are adults and shouldn't be able to get much out if it. But apparently that's part of the exercise, that we have to re-invigorate this childlike sense of wonderment and fun from watching a cartoon and that's part of the exercise, then, while it's fresh on our minds, write a poem about it. The professor reminds us to not be late for the viewing of the cartoon.

...

There is a jump in time to the night that we are supposed to be viewing the cartoon. At some point somebody figured out that it was going to be Episode 19 of season 2 of the original Avatar Cartoon. Then I remembered the professor had told us to take lots of notes before, during and after the viewing of the cartoon. Apparently the context of how we were feeling before and after viewing the show was important to our poetry.

For some reason, we were viewing it on a projector screen in the yard of the house next to mine, and I was in a hurry to get there because they were about to start. (I think I was hurrying back from a Taekwondo class, but I'm not sure.) Also, it is late at night, the sun is down, but there is still a little bit of twilight at this time. I am driving down the road in my subdivision backwards, mostly navigating with the rear view mirror. I remember I pulled into my yard backwards and ran out of the car to the neighbors yard where the class was. The professor was happy to see me and told me she was worried she would have to put a bad mark on my grade for not showing up.

I then remember my dad came out and told me to move the car off the lawn. (Surprisingly not very ticked considering I had done a pretty considerable lawn job.) I figured I could, since it would just take me a minute. He went back inside and started up the car. I started to pull into the road to park by the side of the road but a car drove past without its headlights on as I was pulling out and hit the rear passenger side of the car. It drove off without stopping.

I sighed and thought "oh great, now the car is damaged too." I started to orient it to park but I was facing down the road the 'wrong way', but then I saw another car (this time a big white pickup truck) drive out of the darkness without its headlights on. It rammed into me and I went third person as I saw the car roll several times onto the opposite side of the road to my house.

I went back into first person and saw a large cut on my left arm that was bleeding. I looked out the window and saw three moons (missed that dream sign again) and things went black.

I wake up in the hospital. The doctors said I had no permanent damage from the car accident, that I just lost consciousness from getting knocked around too much. I saw a bandage on my left arm. I then remember some police came in to talk to me about the car crash. I told them that there were two people driving without their lights on that it was their fault for hitting me since I had no chance of seeing them. They asked for more details on what happened.

I wanted to draw a picture for them but I didn't have a notepad, since I thought it would be the best way to explain it. I got out of bed and stood in the hallway with the police. One of the police went back to the car to get a notepad, but when he got back, I had lost the pen. I tried to walk back to my room to get it, but a doctor told me to sit down in the other room, since I was supposedly still weak from the crash. (Though I felt fine.)

-+-

Somehow related to the previous dream. (I think I had been recruited into a secret agency after surviving the car crash, nobody thought the crash was survivable, but apparently I had unwittingly employed some advanced technique for surviving car crashes, and they had wanted me to drive a car and chase down criminals.) The car wasn't like a police car but a black sports car.

I was chasing some criminals in a remote country road. (I think it started out as the dirt road that runs behind my house, but as I drove it became an original creation to the dream with big hills and a railroad crossing. It was a beautiful, remote wooded road.) But they turned the tide on me because it turned out that the car I was chasing was just bait and their real plan was to capture an agent (me) and use me as a hostage. Two armored trucks came behind me with machine guns on top and started shooting at me.

I saw the railroad crossing was flashing so a train was coming. I thought this was how I could lose the armored trucks. The second one was hit by the passing train but the first one was still following me. I remember I turned and drove down another railroad track for awhile until my car got stuck. I got out and was walking by the side of the railroad track. I think was trying to call the agency for help on this little black star-trek communicator spy thing but the enemies had jammed my signal.

I came across these hillbilly people who were walking along the railroad tracks. It turned out they were all other agents. They said that a train shipping valuable supplies for the agency was going to pass through here but the bad guys had cut down trees and put them on the tracks.

I helped the redneck undercover agents by telling them to use a tree stump and a small log to make a lever that could be used to roll the bigger trees off of the train track. We got the last tree off of the track just as the train was getting near.

...

I remember I brought the agents back to my house. They told me I was a good agent and I should keep eating my kid nuggets to stay healthy/strong/a valuable asset to the agency. I asked them what 'kid nuggets' were. They said that they were like chicken nuggets but made with the meat of little kids. I went up the stairs and saw them all eating what looked like plain timbits but they had meat inside of them and I figured those must be kid nuggets. Some low level of lucidity possessed me and I was able to convince myself that they were not really eating children, but rather just timbits.

4:30am WBTB

I am inside what feels like my cousin's school. (I visited my cousin's school once.) I remember I was re-taking the class from before and I was the assignment where we had to watch Season 2 episode 19 of Avatar. But this time we just had to walk to another classroom with a working video projector to do it. I remember the professor left and told us to take a ten minute break and meet her in either room 114 or 119, I forget.

I didn't need a break from the class and was actually rather excited to get on with the assignment. I walked down the hall to a room marked with the number I had to be in but when I went in there was a different teacher/professor teaching me math. There was a misunderstanding because the numbers 4 and 9 looked really similar when they were printed on the room numbers in the building and I had gone to the wrong room.

After the professor let me out, I realized I had to go to the bathroom. I went in to find ten gray urinals of increasingly large size. (The smallest being about the size of a sheet of letter sized paper, The largest being about 25 feet tall and so large that I had to slide along the opposite wall to get past it to the stalls.) There was only one bathroom stall. It had a black privacy wall and the toilet was elevated on a concrete slab making it very awkward to get on top of.

I went and did my business (sparing the details of this, other than saying that going to the bathroom here was surprisingly normal as far as dream bathroom trips go.) The bathroom was pretty dirty and it looked like somebody had peed on the floor. (Or... er... several people judging by the amount of urine.)

When I came out there was this girl with short blonde hair and a cheerleader outfit and I realized that I was walking out of the woman's bathroom. She took a picture of me with her phone and laughed because I walked out of the women's bathroom. Apparently she had switched the signs as part of a prank. I didn't get that right away and was convinced that I had been in the men's bathroom because there were urinals. She said she was going to start a rumor about me and I kicked her in the groin hard enough to lift her into the air and shouted:

Spoiler for for those of you who aren't used to how I talk when I'm angry in dreams:

CUNT PUNT, BITCH!

Thanks nonlucid dream-me. That was a totally valid reaction to that situation...

I don't remember the visuals/etc, but I remember the remainder of the plot that I ended up getting in trouble for kicking that girl because she was the daughter of the principal of the school and I got sent home early. My professor (who apparently saw the her switch the signs and defended me) said that I should come to class next time having watched the episode of avatar and taken notes for my poem.

-+-

This was somehow also tied to both of the first two dreams. I remember my dad said that I had been having a hard time because I had either crashed the car or gotten in trouble at school or both. (The timeline of this whole thing was now nonlinear, this dream somehow took place on multiple timelines. In one timeline, all of the dreams from the night were supposedly happening in a linear sequence, and that he thought I was down on my luck because I had both failed to do the class assignment two times and I had been in the car accident. In another timeline, only the first dream involving the car crash happened, my dad assumed that I was only down on my luck because of that, and in a third timeline, the first dreams of the night had not happened and my dad thought that I was down on my luck only because of the incident in my cousin's school and the other dreams had not happened.)

S was there too, curious about what my dad was about to show us.

Anyways the thing he wanted to show me was his vinyl record of songs that he had recorded. Apparently, in dream my dad had secretly worked as a DJ at a disco deck around the year 1980. He had recorded this album called 'dark matter disk' of early electronic/techno songs. Apparently he was famous enough as a DJ to get this science fiction movie with the songs from his record as the soundtrack, and he was this sort of flash-Gordon style movie star to his own movie. But apparently the movie majorly bombed in ratings and didn't make enough money to pay for itself, and my dad was really embarrassed about the corny acting and poorly written story, but he decided to overcome his embarrassment and show me and S.

He put the movie into the video player. It started off with the backstory saying that in 2077 Nasa built a telescope powerful enough to see planets in orbit around other stars. But when they looked at what seemed to be an empty patch of sky they saw the Dark Matter Disk.

It was an alien spacecraft but in the shape of a record, a huge disc with a hole in the center. There were energy conduits glowing green running out from the center. The NASA scientists said that the spacecraft was twice as big as the distance of the sun to Neptune, but very thin, only a few hundred miles thick. I remember very good for 1980 computer CGI of the spacecraft using gravity waves to collect gas planets, apparently planets that were rouge and didn't orbit any star. There were dozens of planets originally arranged randomly, but they were arranged by the ship's gravity waves into a row perpendicular to the spacecraft, passing through the central hole.

Then two smaller spacecraft detached from the main, and each flew to the end of the row of gas planets. They were originally thin needle like spacecraft but they unfolded into these parabolic dishes facing inward toward the middle. They then fired an energy beam that forced the row of planets to collapse right in the center of the main spacecraft. They formed a black star, but it created white light along the edges and a few spots in the middle. Apparently they called it a black hole star.

I lost the dream here, but the plot of the movie had something to do with the aliens trying to steal all of the gas planets in our solar system to make their next star.

6:00am WBTB, Wee back to bed, Nose Pinched upon awakening, suspicious of a false awakening, but it was real life.

I was walking out of my high school. I think this was on a timeline where only the dream involving the cheerleader in my cousin's high school had happened but none of the other dreams had not happened.

I remember I got to the room in the stairs under the wing by the bus loop and these four guys stopped me. They started talking to me like they were going to bully me. I got ready and as I expected one of them came at me and tried to attack me with a knife. I didn't want to get in trouble for fighting in school so I tried not to kick him too hard. (Also, my martial arts felt sluggish. Usually even when nonlucid, I'm very light and nimble and can attack quickly. In this dream they felt slower than real life) I did kick the guy away into the wall and he dropped the knife.

Then this little but still muscular guy came up to me and I grabbed his hand and twisted it causing him to fall over and took him down. This big burly black guy then came at me with brass knuckles. I ran around and avoided his punch, then jumped and kicked him in the stomach. He just laughed it off and told all of the other guys to stop trying to attack me. Everyone else got up, uninjured.

The black guy explained that these four were a part of some fitness club and they wanted to remind people that fitness was good for self defense, and that if this had been a real fight, most people would have lost. Apparently they got clearance with the school to pretend to assault people to convince them to go to this after school fitness thing, since apparently violence was a big problem at my school in-dream.

I told them I already did Taekwondo, but that I would consider coming in if I found time in my schedule. I also told him to probably rethink the marketing tactic though and the guy said that it was probably a good idea since not a lot of people appreciated being pretend attacked. My friend S appeared saying he saw the fight happening at the other end of the hall and came to help, but I explained what was going on.

The last thing I remember was the power in the school going out. The black guy said that some antagonists were doing it and now the six of us had to work together to take them on in a real fight.

Nonlucid Dream: 1pt*7=7
Fragment 0.5pt*4=2
WBTB (fail) 2pt*2=2

Night Total: 11

Frag: Something to do with shopping at Kroger with my mom. There was a stegosaurus in the parking lot eating people's groceries and cars and a thunderstorm was coming.

Frag: I thought of dream music. Neptune the Mystic from Holst’s planets suite was all I got. I feel like I kept hearing it through dreams.

Frag: I was watching One Punch Man season two. In it, he encountered this character from another dimension called "One Kick Woman" who was more powerful than Saitama. When asked what her power came from she said that she did TWO hundred push ups, TWO hundred sit ups, TWO hundred squats and a 20km run each day. She had a green and black costume.

Man, I should draw that.

Dream, since two frags from it: Something to do with being stranded a tropical island. I was with a few other people and we were all naked. I think we were on a reality TV show. Someone said something about making coconut cups for our genitals along with coconut bras for the females, but I didn't want to do it because I thought it would look ridiculous. I said that everyone was naked under their clothes and we should put survival essentials before modesty.

...

At the end of the dream, The show's crew packed up but I wanted to stay on the island alone. The crew said that the island would be underwater soon because of global warming. I said that I didn't care.

Spoiler for im gonna spoiler this one just in case, its weird and gross:

I was sitting with a friend in his room. For some reason he had a large drop-down screen like an overhead projector and was projecting his computer screen while drawing on his tablet so I could watch. He was drawing a picture of a teenage anime girl with brown hair sitting on the toilet. He said that drawing the poop was his favorite part. (This, my fellow dreamers, is why I don't specifically mention my friends.) He put these four rows of statistic and numbers near her butt that said how good she was at pooping.

I remember one of them was "+2 Constipation Resistance"

I left the room and came back with a soda. I was more confused than anything. He opened this folder and showed me he was using the art to make a trading card game about anime girls pooping. Apparently the story was that it took place in this school where the girls learned the techniques and trained their digestion to make the best poops in the world for giving to scientists to study and stuff. The things I saw were:

Traffic Light Poop (A special effect card with a picture of a red, yellow and green poop)
(A random anime girl)
Belly Expansion Beans (A special effect card with a a picture of beans.)
Yoko (from GL, Apparently he was using characters from other animes.)
(Something about men urinating)

I'm fairly certain I woke up laughing from that dream and went pee myself. I suppose that counts as a WBTB since I went back to bed with the intention of LDing. My chronology is all messed up, I don't remember what order these dreams came in at all. Just that this took place at around 4:00am.

-+-

I was watching a movie about Godzilla. (Supposedly a followup to the Godzilla 2014 movie. In the movie, Godzilla was walking around the city. Pearl from Steven Universe was there trying to stop Godzilla but she was giant and glowing orange. She had some help from these little crystalline beetles that also glowed orange, I think she summoned them. When the tried to fight Godzilla he did something to turn parts of them green, then Godzilla left.

Then I appeared in the dream and was able to turn the parts of their bodies that had been turned back to orange mostly, with still a few green spots. They all went and got onto a UFO to go back to their home planet, and said that they weren’t attacking earth and felt it would be better to just leave in peace before any more destruction happened on either side. I think Samurai Jack appeared in the movie toward the end and helped me to split up the fighting forces and broker peace. But people thought that it was a plot point that came out of nowhere.

I remember my uncle saying. “That was a good movie, they didn’t waste time with anything and got right to the action…”

-+-

I remember I was in a mining camp at night. The setting was otherworldy. Stripey blue rocks with black metallic bismuth-like crystals in them and a dark gray sky. The metallic crystals was what we were mining.

We are sitting around the fire. Me and a few friends were using these things called murmur men. They were basically like zombie men that we could use as free labor to dig up minerals. They didn’t need to eat or sleep and acted like robots always taking orders. (You could just order one to walk off a cliff and it would oblige.) And when they were ‘killed’ by something they could just regenerate by having a skeleton come up from underground and reforming their flesh onto it.

I remember I said that I liked to give the murmur men meals and sleep, even though they could be worked 24 hours a day without food or sleep it made me feel better and it made the murmur men more productive when they did work because it made them happier. My friends got mad at me for letting them do this because they said they were nothing more than tools to be used for our mining. I remember thinking that when I had the chance, I was going to try and set all of the murmur men free.

Someone said something about building a second windmill for our camp. We already had one windmill powering our camp. I remember seeing the timber frame and metal rotor, and in intricate detail, seeing the gearbox we had assembled to turn the generator that provided our area with power. 2D from Gorillaz appeared and started singing the Gorillaz song ‘Feel good Inc’ and our windmill changed to the one from the flying windmill island. Golden sunlight started shining through the clouds onto the windmill.

-+-

I FA’d. I was with family members. We were all sleeping together in this big log cabin themed suite. It had separate rooms for each of us. I remember looking out the door and seeing this creepy mime girl with black and white makeup looking at me from the counter. (I think ‘Mime Girl’ was what I was calling her internally.) I remember she had all white eyes that glowed.

She posessed one of my cousins into going after us and trying to attack. Family members all started waking up at the sound of screams and they were panicking because they didn’t want to fight my cousin since he was a family member. I know he killed at least one person before I even woke up. Everyone went into the central kitchen area of the cabin where we saw he had a steak knife and different people lunged in and pulled away trying to take it from him.

My aunt was getting extremely emotional because she didn’t know what she could do. She tried talking to him about loving his family but it didn’t work and my cousin stabbed my aunt in the arm. She backed away and then fainted into the arms of my father who started looking around for something to bandage it with. The wound didn't seem to be bleeding, it was just like a red cut mark on her arm.

I remember being in what was supposed to be this intense family situation, I was just thinking like "I don't care, can we get this over with and go back to sleep." I think it was actually a low level of lucidity acting on me. I figured I'd just get in there and show everyone how it was done. I went in after my possessed knife-wielding cousin. I remember I moved in on him and tried to disarm the knife but he was too fast and he stabbed me in the chest. There was a moment of intensity here, but I snapped back into my apathetic layer-zero lucidity attitude as I fell to the floor. My wound shared the same characteristic to my aunts'. No blood came out, it was just like a short red line on my body.

My reaction was something along the lines of “Oh darn… I’ve been stabbed by my cousin who was possessed by a demonic mime. For some reason I just don't care. ” I remember looking at the mime girl while things went to black and saying. “Maybe we should have been fighting HER instead of my cousin.”

Then my youngest cousin went in. When the posessed cousin tried to stab him he caught the knife blade between his hands, ninja kicked him back without hurting him too much and threw the knife at the mime girl, banishing her.

I was fully dead now and watching third person as a spirit. My youngest cousin said turned to me and said thanks for giving him the strength to be a little ninja. I was lucid enough to know that this was somehow in reference to me calling the kids in my taekwondo class yesterday 'Little Ninjas' when they did a good job on their kicks. (My cousin isn't in my Taekwondo class though)

This apathy has been a focus of mine lately, during the meditations I've been doing. I put a lot of thought into these sorts of dreams, that often seems like they're designed specifically to create emotional scenes, but I'm usually very apathetic towards them. It feels like theres this very low level of lucidity that's worked its way into these dreams.

Dream: 1*5=5
Frag: .5*3=1.5
WBTB: 2*1=2

After four days of false awakenings followed by really crappy frags I finally get myself back on track.

I remember the early dreams had something to do with me being on this sand dune. It was absolutely huge. I was hanging out with this new friend that I had made. I think his name was josh. He reminded me a lot of my waking life friend A. Me and him decided to build a sand castle, but for some reason the sand dune was hard like it were made of sandstone.

I could swear there was a lot more to this dream than us starting to build a sand castle. It also overlapped with some other dreams about how I met the guy.

...

There was also a dream about this fairy character. I remember it was actually a 'he' despite having a very female looking body and had two options of what to do in life, to either become a demon or become this love fairy that was an embodiment of dualities. I carried out some quest and helped it to become the better of the two options. (Duality) Upon completing the quest, he became gigantic and walked off into a forest of pine trees while reminding me of some of my dream goals.

...

I became lucid after being reminded that I had dream goals. I know there was more lucid stuff before this. I feel like it was a whole segment that ended in a FA, but me holding onto my lucidity somehow, then leading into what happened here. I just forgotten it. It makes logical sense that it was an FA.

I remember I was going for a bike ride with my mom and dad. We had just left the house and there were two suns. I'm pretty sure I was already lucid, but this was helping. The larger of the two was due east while there was a smaller, normal sized one in the north. The larger of the two suns had debris around it in a ring. I looked at them. Small planets and asteroids, but I swear I saw a haunted pirate ship floating in the sky.

We were riding for a bit when we came to this drainage pit. The pit was different than it is in waking life. There was no wooden fence around it. (There is IWL) and it was on the opposite side of the trail. I nearly rode my bike into the bottom of the pit, despite trying to steer away from it. I had to hop off and walk my bike back up, but the pit had a sort of gravity to it that would probably pull some hapless nonlucid dreamer into a slow struggle against swamp muck and their own bike.

After I got out of the pit, I did a nose pinch for several seconds to reaffirm my lucidity. I then decided to ride my bike in the road, since it's something I've always wanted to do. But I needed a speed boost since the cars go much faster than I do. I used my flying flames to boost my bike to go faster. Riding in the road was fun, except for the cars intentionally trying to ram me and the dream essentially becoming lucid frogger for a second. At one point, I jumped off my bike and onto the hood of a car and rode it down the street.

I saw there was this big conference setup outside, between the middle schools. All of these middle aged and elderly people were in attendance.

"So as you all know the redistribution of legos is very important to the school's budget." One of the DCs spoke. He then went onto introduce the new head of security. I remembered Justme13's challenge and thought he might make a good opponent. I decided to get the attention of everyone and see if I could get him to attack me. I flew into the air and hovered above the conference.

"As you can see, your education has nothing to do with legos, it has to do with your lucidi-tea."

A giant orange and yellow teapot appeared to the left of the conference when I said that. I thought it would aggravate them into attacking me. It didn't, they all just cheered that I was flying. I got annoyed and figured if I wasn't going to get a skilled opponent, I should work on getting to a new and better environment at least. (I think I was thinking of the discussion I had on spellbee's thread about dreamscapes.)

I decided I would fly away from the town to an environment that might not be that interesting, but at least it wouldn't be a middle school. I got up in the air and started flying. I flew past the football feild by the high school and the thing that I remember was that the dream wold was getting more simple. All of the sudden, it ended. It had an edge. Like the void in minecraft. I zoomed out and saw that the whole town was like a SimCity Tile floating in a void, with the greatest concentration of detail near the center. I decided I would fly up but I died and a message appeared like in Minecraft.

"JadeGreen fell out of the world"

I FA'd on the floor of the front room of my house. Nose pinched and was still dreaming. I decided I would dream spin to a beach location. I stood on my spot and started spinning. I didn't change the scene, just destabilized the dream.

I FA'd agian into my bedroom. I did a nose pinch RC and became lucid. I started to get out of bed and noted that there were piles of legos

I FA'd a third time I think this time the room was painted blue with stars like when I was younger. I did a nose pinch RC and became lucid.

I FA'd a fourth time into my bedroom. There was a huge palm tree in a pot at the foot of my bed. I just knew it was still a dream, and red and white mushrooms growing out of the pot. I shouted 'STOP'.

I woke up for real.

A Dream Character attempted to convince me that the moon landings were not faked because Kerbal Space Program exists.

I then dreamed that I was a space probe in orbit around the moon and I was wondering if I could leave or if anyone would come back for me. There was something to do with seeing something left over from the Apollo missions on the surface, I think that was my mission, to photograph them. This actually went on for quite a long time. I think at least three orbits around the moon. With each orbit I adjusted to get a little closer to the moon.

It wasn't a boring dream, but it was just one that moved slow and was quiet. I felt sort of sad that I was the soul of a space probe and I was probably never going to get back home, but to some extent I didn't care because I figured I could appreciate the beauty of space.

...

Someone had re-arranged furniture in my room. There was all of these new shelves and my desk was missing. It was a false awakening situation.

...

I was on vacation with my family somewhere. I remember some white SUV took our space. I became lucid somehow and decided to destroy the thing. I remember the scene changed to my backyard only the whole backyard was paved over like a parking lot. I decided that this would be a stress releaser, a sort of meditation in destruction of a dream. This perfect new white car vs me. It was a dream after all, and I could destroy this with no repercussions.

I remember I kicked in the side. It dented the side door and the car slid away sideways making a tire squealing sound. I ran back to it, and toor the side view mirror off, and smashed it through the windshield. I then went and tore the front hood off, rolled it up into a spike and used the rolled up front hood to stab the cars' internals.

I think the destruction went on for quite awhile, but I don't recall exactly how I went about it after those parts. Just that when I was finished, all that was left was four wheels sitting there comedically and car parts scattered around the backyard. Then some DCs came. My mom said that she was teaching an auto shop class and that she and her students wanted premission to fix the car for their exam.

I started helping them gather up the parts and organize them when I lost the dream.

-WBTB-

I was with these other people. We were making a movie that we were going to put on Youtube about lucid dreaming. There was this other guy there, another lucid dreamer. I remember he had dirty blonde hair that was really long and straight as well as facial hair. He was a little bit taller than me and not wearing any shirt.

I remember we walked into the road and we were talking about something. Then a car came speeding down the road and I jumped and grabbed a tree branch that was hanging above the road. I looked down and saw that I was two or three stories up. The guy asked how I got up there. I said that I didn't know and I came back down.

I got curious and the next time a car came down the road, I kicked it. It flew off onto the sky and had a little ding like when Team Rocket blasts off. What do these dreams have against cars?

He then said something about lucid dreaming. This prompted both of us to do RCs. I did a nose pinch and became lucid. I think the other guy became OneUp, but he still had long hair. He had the shirt with the transformers logo from his avatar. That's what made me think it was him. I think he shouted 'Awesome!, a Lucid!' and proceeded to snap his fingers. There was a poof of white smoke, like a magic trick, and a motorcycle appeared. He then snapped his finger a second time and made a girl appear, who was wearing a leather jacket and had long brown hair. He got onto the motorcycle and the girl got on and held onto him and they rode off.

I wasn't super terribly lucid because I stayed up late last night, so as usual, I defaulted to 'Let's Fly'. I knelt down in the middle of the road. I swear the 'Man of Steel' flying music started playing. I remember (since the dream was supposed to be a movie) it had a cinematic vibe to it. I would sometimes get third person views. I got one and saw that there were two circles of wind around me (still knelt down in the road). The inside one rotating clockwise, the outside rotating counter-clockwise, that picked up leaves and gravel from the road.

I then shot off into the sky. I was flying quite fast, and the inertia picked up quickly. I've done high speed flying on my fire jets before. Like they have in the past, they spooled up and sounded like the scream of a jet turbine. I remember I curved up and started flying so fast there was a shock-heating cone around my body. I flew through a huge thunderhead cloud and the wake of my flight was enough to blow apart the entire storm in a giant sideways tornado.

I lost the dream around here. I think I continued to visualize flying off into space at light speed but nothing happened.

Frag +0.5
Non Lucid Dream +1
RC +1
DILD (x2=15)
Super Strength (Car Destruction, 5)
Advanced Flying (Supersonic, 10)
Meet Teammate (OneUp, 7)

Total: 39.5

Big ol' Dump o' dreams from the last couple nights.

...

I was in the simpsons. Literally in the TV show. I remember there was an episode centering around Homer and (what was the wife's name in the simpsons, Marge? I forget. I have never watched a single episode of the Simpsons in my life. Part of the reason that it is so weird that I would be dreaming of them at all.) getting a new car. The new car had this 1950's Raygun Gothic aesthetic to it, and was supposedly nuclear powered like the curiosity rover. It had an RTG under the front hood.

Honestly this seems like a terrible idea. I remember the dream had some filler bits having to do with (Uhh Bart. The boy kid?) and I was him and I had to put on a presentation at school on nuclear power and safety or something, and Bart's school was my old middle school. But eventually what ended up happening was the nuclear car rolled down a long hill when it was parked in this city area and hit a tree causing the Uranium in the RTG to bang together essentially creating a miniature nuclear bomb. The car exploded and Homer and Bart thought it was cool and shouted 'Agian! Agian!' like idiots.

...

I feel like there was also this weird sexual bit about Bart that I have forgotten. Whatever it was about, it's probably for the best it remains forgotten.

-+-

I remember I was at the other middle school, across town from mine. (An... Interesting change of setting to say the least) and I was practicing for a performance. (The only reason I know anything about the interior of the middle school was when I was very young, I took Karate there for a couple of months. But I got thrown out of the Karate group after I snuck away from class and wandered around the middle school for half the night before my parents and the cops found me.) I was Semi-Lucid too.

This was a dream that I have been planning for almost a year now, but never got around to manifesting because of other things getting in the way. (Of course I wouldn't be properly lucid to enjoy it, so this still exists a goal for me to complete in the world of being fully lucid.) I always remembered how there were a couple of dreams (Very close together, about a week) where I saw Manei with some of the girls from her tribe were doing various dance performances, including some with torches. Very beautiful and entertaining to watch.

But why stop there? I wanted Manei to teach me how to do this so I can be a part of that performance.

Apparently that's what was happening in this dream. But I was doing it by 'Being' Manei. I don't see how this was happening but I was controlling her physical body. (This somehow made the learning process much easier.) I was supposed to practice doing a one handed handstand as this was part of the dance preformance. I was doing it on the stage of the middle school.

I then remember two boys (Who looked like Jack and Jon because who else) came and tried to pull the mats out from under us while we kept our balance on one hand. We were supposedly being tested by the other girls that were there and I don't know if these boys were a part of the test or not. But they sure were making it difficult to hold a handstand.

...

I then remember I was home and my deceased grandmother was there. She looked like a zombie this time. her nose was missing and she looked decayed but it didn't frighten me. She said that she was happy with how I was growing and changing, but thought that I looked ugly. I remember then looking in the mirror. I was my female dream self, but I was much taller, like Manei. I remember thinking that my body and face shape looked more similar to hers than my usual dream self. It was like being this weird fusion of the two of us.

I said something like "Dang, I look good." I then remember she said she thought I looked bad. I thought about mentioning that it looked like her nose was missing and she was old and wrinkly, but that could come off as an insult. Whatever, looks aren't important. We kept talking for another minute or two, but I forgot what about.

There were a couple of other family members there as well. I think that the 'missing sister' dream character might have been involved.

-+-

I remember I was on a beach. (Haven't had this dream in awhile.) It was cloudy and the weather seemed rather turbulent and big waves kept blowing in from the ocean. Of course this cacophony of dream signs made me lucid. I thought about stabilizing the dream, and sat down in the sand and started making mud pies. This was supposedly my method of dream stabilization, as I focused on how the sand felt in my fingers and how it reacted. I could hear every detail. Every wave crashing against the shore, every gust of wind rustle the palm fronds. The dream was ultra stable, and I could tell. My mud pies and what not that I was making were persistent, even if I looked away form them for several seconds.

I began to get really comfortable, feeling like I was a kid again. I made a classic pathetic sand castle, just a crappy patted down mound of sand with one little twig (I think it was a piece of bamboo) sticking out of the top. In a weird way, this was it. This was the reason that I had first started lucid dreaming. To just be alone, so I could be myself and not have anybody bother me.

Manei appeared and I was immediately snapped out of my trance. She was just standing there looking at me a little ways down the beach. I looked up at her, and just decided to ignore her and go back to what I was doing. (I also remember her hair was blowing in the wind, the breeze coming off of the sea, putting it at almost a 90 degree angle to her. This was very significant somehow) I looked up again and she had slendermanned her way closer.

I think I politely asked her to leave, but she said that she wouldn't judge me for doing whatever I wanted.

-+-

I remember something to do with going over to my old friends' moms' house. (My mom is friends with my old friends' mom.) She gave us three black puppies. I remember me and my dad's puppies were normal sized for puppies but my mom's was very small like the size of a mouse because it was a runt and it had some health issues.

-+-

I remember A dream that had something to do with 'Inside Out'.

I had remembered meeting all of the different emotion characters that I had in my head. I remember the character that the story I was in was actually Fear. There were some differences from my mind and the movie. I remember the emotions could all leave the 'Headquarters' tower on a special tram and did so regularly during the night.

This had something to do with the fact that I was a lucid dreamer, and since the five emotions would go to a secondary headquarters to be my 'lucid mind' when it was time to lucid dream.

My Mind was apparently also structured differently than the one in in the movie. There were still islands of personality and long term memory, but they were in a sense, one and the same. Each island of personality was also a memory matrix (instead of a single core memory) that held all of the memories pertaining to that particular aspect of my personality. The islands of personality were also more like towers, floating above a vast, cloudy abyss, very vertically oriented and strung together by cables and tubes.

I remember there were five major islands that were particularly important that outlined my personality. One of them had to do with astronomy. (The island/tower was like a huge rocket launch pad with something akin to a Saturn 5 on it) I think it had a telescope as well. There was one for Taekwondo, one for my love of art, one to represent my attitude (being straightforward and blunt most of the time) I think the fifth Island was where lucid dreams came from and was supposed to be very special.

...

I remember the five emotion characters could fuse to become me and that was what allowed me to exist in this realm. (Actually, I think there was a sixth emotion character, an orange one. I forgot what emotion he represented. I do remember he had like a monk robe and was rather tall and quite large.) He was also mute.

Fear wouldn't fuse with me because she (My fear emotion was female) was the underappreciated/suppressed emotion. (Much like sadness was in the original Inside Out.) There was some sort of major problem with Fear as she was turning grey and 'dying'. The story had something to do with the fact that I was suppressing too many emotions. Neither the fear emotion or the orange one could fuse when I became myself because I didn't properly recognize them.

Manei also existed in this world. I think she existed in a way very similar to Bing Bong did in the original inside out. Except that she was a total bad@$$ around here.

The fear emotion kept trying to convince everyone that there was some outside intruder attempting to come into my mind but nobody else was listening.

...

At some point there was some kind of error and Fearful memories were still being produced, but they were blank. I remember them being translucent purple and there were a lot of them, thousands. And the machine kept spitting more and more of them. Someone said to put them in the memory dump. The memory dump was mostly empty and full of junk other than memory balls.

The fear character was convinced this was the result of the intruder wreaking havoc, and that the inturder would soon arrive to finish them off.

I have a terrible head cold now that I am writing this, so this isn't funny.

...

So the intruder had arrived. I remember this huge white angular flying missile cruiser entered through a portal in the sky, floating above the memory area. It opened fire on one of the smaller personality islands, bringing it down in a single barrage, sending thousands of memory balls falling into the dump. The cruiser continued shooting and destroying memory shelves. I remember I flew on my jets of flame and faced the front of the cruiser. I shouted 'Hey, what's the big idea?!' or something. Then the cruiser stopped, it turned and shot me. This caused me to split apart into my emotion characters again.

Geeze 'Inside Out' isn't supposed to be an action movie.

-+-

I was visiting a nature park with my family. The nature park was supposed to be in a large ancient impact crater caused by a meteor. The ranger station was on the small mountain in the middle of the crater. I remember they had a pool complex that kids were playing in and swimming, and a small hotel.

My dad was taking pictures and my mom was buying stuff from the gift shop. I was reading a sign that said that there are caves in the park. It said that the average cave in the park was 2.1M tall by 2.1M wide by 120 m deep. These caves are formed by glaciers and please do not make loud noises in them as this can cause cave-ins.

A DJ character showed up and started playing some unusual dreamlike music. I started to become lucid but woke up.

I was thinking about/visualizing a story that I have been working on lately and running through some plot elements. I was thinking about a part where the characters fly to space on a special spaceplane. I then decided that had best wake up, since I have to teach Taekwondo on Wednesdays. I brought myself out of the visualization but felt odd accelerations.

I opened my eyes and saw that I was on the special spaceplane, and we were landing. I did a nose pinch and sure enough I was still dreaming. I sat up in my chair and looked around. I told myself I would regret this at some point, but that It was important that I wake up. All that managed to do at first was make the plane phase away and drop me on the runway.

The runway morphed into a road and became narrower. I was now standing to one side of it, in a wheat feild. Across the road were several large industrial buildings. There was a stand selling bananas on my side of the road. I noted that what few cars there were were driving on the opposite sides of the road that I am used to.

I went over to the guy at the banana stand because he was kind of blurry and I wanted to get a closer look. He turned out to be this huge hulk of a man with a balding head. He smiled and said:

"Im the Supervisor, Can I get a taxi number?"

(A cookie to anyone who can tell me what that DC referencing without having to look it up.)

I saw the word 'Taxi' was printed on the side of one of his bananas.

Second false awakening. This time I was in my backyard. I thought it was waking life for awhile. I looked around and all around me were digital clocks. But of course they all read weird times like 12:338 was one that I remember. This caused me to reality check. I became lucid and realized that this had happened twice now, clearly I wasn't getting out of this dream.

I remember at this point in the dream I looked at my hands. People always talk about how your hands look so weird in dreams. Mine seem to look completely normal most of the time. I look at them. The skin tone is darker than I am used to but they look completely normal. I'm not wearing my bracelets, but I didn't make a note of that. I try to poke my finger through my hand. I'm simply met with the usual resistance and I can't do it. Just like a waking life hand.

I guess I figured there was no point to continue to try to wake up, so I figured I would just see what the dream had to offer. I looked around the backyard. All of the plants/trees were gone. Not just the ones in my yard, but everywhere. Just the grass was left. I looked inside my house through a window and saw that all the furniture was gone.

I tried to fly by jumping off the table on my back patio but I just floated back down to the ground. I also noticed that I could see my reflection in the window of my house. For some reason I had really long hair, like down to my knees long hair.

"Hello?" I yelled and my voice echoed though the neighborhood. I became worried that this would be like one of my early lucid dreams where I was alone somewhere and no dream characters would show up. I was relieved to see. A group of identical people in the distance talking to one another.

Out of the group came Marcus. Except he had a huge distracting beer belly. He walked over and I asked him something. I remember his voice very clearly when he replied but I can't remember anything having to do with what he said. Then Manei appeared as well. She was pulling a wagon and she looked to be about 10. Except she also had a mustache. (Okay, so not her funniest appearance mess-up to date.)

She said she was excited because she was taking to see me a music show. She said something about it being a group from her tribe and their traditional performance. I didn't see any show, but I saw some people putting towels over a fence. I thought this was kind of weird until I figured out that it was a puppet music show. So the people were putting towels over the fence so you wouldn't pay attention to them, only the puppets then they had large puppets, too big for even a hand. They actually turned out to be costumes.

Okay. So what are the towels for? So that the actors have privacy while they change. Pointless since we can see them from where we are sitting; and they're just putting the costumes on over their clothes.

It was at this point that I took into question the reason my usual DCs looked different. In particular, I wanted to know why Manei was so small all of the sudden. I asked her and she replied, but I don't recall what she said.

I then notice that once they put on the costume, their appearance seems to morph some. One of the actors changes into Manei, and the one sitting next to me goes away. Only this version of her is super vivid, and the correct age, except she was wearing beige/brown instead of the usual red, and had two braids. I remember the same kind of thing happened to Marcus only he didn't have a beer gut and he was wearing gray instead of blue. I remember both of these DCs really seemed to 'pop' from the dreamworld.

Then, I felt myself getting pulled twoard the third actor. My 'soul' was forcibly pulled from my body, but I just let it happen, curious as to what would happen when I was absorbed by the costumed actor. I was then distracted when I noticed there was a fourth actor. But he/she wasn't turning into anybody.

A computer error appeared.

"Compatibility Error.
Dream [1] character has incompatible drivers.
Dream [4] character not found.

Would you like to exit the dream or check online for a solution?"

I lost the dream and woke up laughing.

I had signed up to play this online Lego game where your character, a Lego person was able to move around the world, build buildings, vehicles, etc in a big megaserver. (Kind of Roblox type thing, but with real Legos)

I looked through the missions that you could play for the day and most of them looked pretty boring. All of the missions were displayed on this title screen in little landscape portraits. Playing a mission gave you more Legos. There was also some steam workshop type setup to make your own levels, and most of the levels advertised were player-made. There was one mission that looked suited to my talents. It involved getting to a nav point 12 kilometers away from the starting point while avoiding getting killed enemies.

I dropped in in a Lego mech-suit that I had built. It looked something like the mech suits from the James Cameron avatar. (Yes, I have to clarify which avatar I am talking about, even when it comes to the mech suits since Legend of Korra has mech suits now...) Not a perfect replica by any means but it gave me that sort of vibe.

I remember a voice in the game telling me that I had to connect the oxygen supply so that my character could breathe. I connected one of those bendy lego tubes from my cockpit to one of the oxygen tanks on the front of the mecha-suit.

The planet I was on looked like Laythe from Kerbal Space Program. Minimal texture quality and detail. The navigation marker showing me the point that I had to get to (I think I was rescuing someone, actually) It looked like a KSP target marker as well. I was also getting a Spore vibe for some reason.

I remember beginning to walk to the maker. I began to be attacked by these red and white fighter ships, also made of Legos. My mech suit had a large machine gun that shot lego studs. When they hit the fighters, they disintegrated into piles of legos in the most satisfying way you could imagine.

The fighters came few and far between at first, but the difficulty quickly amped up to obscene levels as squadron upon squadron of fighter swooped in. At one point I remember calling out that some of the fighters were actually Lego Star Wars Republic Gunships. (I used to have that set until my cat knocked it off the top shelf of my room. Now its just spare parts in a plastic Tupperware bin, along with most of the other Lego Star Wars sets I played with as a kid.)

I had no way to know that my mech was getting destroyed, and it was. I blew up and failed the mission and got taken back to the mission select screen. I saw that I was not allowed to attempt that level agian for another 24 hours. Dang it! One of those type of games.

Dang video game dreams...

-+-

In another dream, I was on a paranormal investigation team with some of my friends and my parents. I was annoyed that my parents were there because I was afraid they wouldn't let us do dangerous stuff like go into creepy abandoned houses. (Because all the fun of being a paranormal investigator is to go into creepy places and camp out there.)

The place we were investigating was lame too. Just a house in a real life cul-de-sac near the entrance to my subdivision. Nothing about the house seemed out of the ordinary. The people who lived there kept it surprisingly clean, but they complained of noises coming from the basement.

When we went to investigate their house disappeared leaving only a concrete foundation with a rusted iron trapdoor. I became partially lucid and got a bad vibe from the door and told nobody to open it. My parents (of all people) were the ones most enthusiastic to open it. What an expectation reversal we have there! I took some encouraging but we decided to open it.

I don't recall what happened after that. One odd detail about the dream was that the sky was a hazy yellow and the plants were lush and green.

I recall the night that this dream took place coming to a close with some odd dream music. A repetitive beat of a bass drum and a very low-pitch synth beat that almost seemed to vibrate my whole body every time it played. Simple, but it was catchy.

This occured in some odd state between waking and dream world. I knew I was dreaming, but I wanted to hang onto the dream music for as long as possible.

-+-

I remember watching the moon crash into the earth from the deck on the back of my house. It was a clear summers' day with only a few scattered clouds.

The moon was crashing thousands of miles south and I could just see about half the disc over the horizon before I felt an impact shockwave. First in the ground, then in the air. All of the clouds formed a wall that passed across the sky heading away from the impacting moon, and sweeping up all the clouds as it went.

I realized that a disaster of such astronomical proportions means that I must be dreaming. I then found myself in the front yard rather than the back. Manei was there. One of us said that the moon hitting the earth wasn't as bad as we thought and that it was like when the dinosaurs died out. All that was going to happen was dust was going to block the sun making it cold and stopping crops from growing.

After becoming lucid, the careening moon disappeared and we forgot all about the catastrophe. The dream shifted some.

I found myself flying halfway across the neighborhood until I found that this girl from my neighborhood who used to bully me as a kid.



I stopped and hovered above her party long enough for everyone to notice the flying person. I then reached behind myself because I thought there was a pie there, and sure enough, there was. I threw it in her face. Oh so satisfying. I threw snowballs at some of the other party-goers.

Dreams are good for revenge and blowing off steam...

-+-

I vaguely recall being semi-lucid at my taekwnondo studio. I was attempting to learn to do flips without destabilizing the dream. I remember in one I landed on my back but it didn't really hurt. My Taekwondo master was there and was helping to coach me on my technique.

-+-

I remember I was playing tennis at the court at my high school with the girl that I used to crush on in high school. Funny that the dream chose tennis because I'm not very good at it, and from what I can gather, neither was she. But for some reason, in the dream, she was like a tennis champion or something, and she was kicking my butt.

I became semi-lucid and then kicked her but in tennis. I then remember flying a loop around the tennis court and then rocketing off south. I wanted to fly to the beach resort my family goes to in puerto rico. I remember breaking the sound barrier and flying above the clouds. I could see the curvature of the planet moving under me.

I stopped and sure enough I was right where I wanted to be. But when I flew down I noticed that all of puerto rico was completely undeveloped. No cities, no roads, no people. I don't care. I landed atop one of the mountians.

I lost my lucidity and got into this game about figuring out what tree in the rainforest was the oldest. All of the trees looked identical but were scaled to different sizes with bigger trees obviously being older. I recall some kind of hologram would come up when I walked near a tree showing its exact age.

The dream somehow shifted to my parents bedroom in my house that had been converted into this castle theme. The walls were made out of gray stone bricks, there were torches instead of lamps and there were coat-of-arms banners hanging above the bed. A female DC said that she was a re-decorater that my parents had hired. She told me to come with her and she would give me a tour of the new expansions on our house.

She began walking me around through hallways and big cavernous castle halls. I figured there was no way these would fit in the space that was formerly my parents' bedroom. She seemed to like pointing out all of the paintings that were hanging about. I kind of got a Minecraft vibe because I knew that there were paintings in Minecraft. I also felt that the torches and stone bricks made it feel like that. I surely had to be suspended above the lake behind my house. When I began thinking about the implications of how I had transitioned into here, the dream changed yet again.

I was on a paved bike trail. The scene was exceptionally vivid. On my left was a railroad track. Beyond that was a forest of exceptionally tall and thin deciduous trees with leaves. A strong wind blew, revealing the silvery undersides of the leaves. On my right was a strip of land filled with weeds and wildflowers stretching about fifty feet until it hit a chain-link fence. Beyond the chain-link fence was a trailer park. The sky was dark and cloudy and I think I heard thunder roll. More wind blew and I saw how vivid the field of weeds and shrubs was.

-+-

I was being chased by a group of soldiers. The dream began on the road outside my neighborhood. There were no cars on it, and I was standing in the middle of the road. They had two tanks and a huge platoon of men.

Somebody told me that my voice had power that I needed to use to defend myself from them, and I became semi-lucid. (Soooo much semi lucidity its making my brain hurt... I can't belive I am saying this, but whatever happened to good old nonlucidity?!)

The next thing I knew I was being chased through a baseball diamond. Soliders kept popping up. I kept yelling 'baseball' every time one appeared and he would turn into a baseball in a poof of smoke like a magic trick.

I remember on the bleachers around the diamond there were all of these pieces of plywood laid out like a track and some of the soldiers were riding around on ATVs trying to shoot me.

The dream came to a climax in my house where the commander of the army, this fat Mexican guy wearing a general outfit had me cornered. He was like the boss and he was harder to kill than the other soldiers. I looked at the knife block in my kitchen and levitated all the knives out and surrounded myself. It seemed like there were hundreds and hundreds of knives.

I then yelled 'Knife Storm' and all of the levatating knives short toward him and stabbed him.

I then became fully lucid and realized that I might be becoming just a tad too violent in my dreams. I didn't beat myself up too much for it since I wasn't properly lucid but I promised myself I would try to seek peaceful resolutions more often.

-+-

I was playing a game where I was attempting to WILD. I remember thinking that I was not good at WILD and would probably fail t the game. I had to do it by holding my mental state in a very particular way to fill up a circular meter. I got about 3/4 of the way every time and it would go back down. While I was doing this I was presented with the weirdest hypnogogic imagery of multicolored tablet shapes against a white background that would fade in and out of existence.

-+-

I was with some friends exploring an uninhabited tropical island. The island had mountains around the sides with a crater in the middle as if it were a volcano. Inside of the crater there were no plants, just pools of water. The pools turned out to be hot springs.

I owned the island, but somebody else 'stole it' from me and built a resort and reaped all of the profits for themselves. I was upset that the resort destroyed the natural beauty of my island and charged people to use the hot springs. They built some kind of pool or water-park complex fed from the springs. It also felt like we were in the park near my subdivision.

Next thing I knew my entire family was there, and in what I have realized is typical dream fashion they were all just super-annoying spoofs of all of my family members. They kept wanting to put sunscreen on me even though we were indoors.

I remember there were also lifeguards that had a bunch of rules. We were not allowed to jump in the pools or splash one another. They also had these hoses that you could use to spray other people but when I went to spray some kids that were about 10, a lifeguard told me to stop. (Why do you have the hoses for spraying people then?!?! )

I became semi-lucid yet again. A lifeguard told me to put on a swimsuit.

"Oh, great. I'm naked..."

I manifested a swimsuit. I actually probably would have gotten properly lucid if I hadn't gotten distracted looking at this one girl. Now with me, no matter how hot a girl is, I don't go all googly-eyes over them. (In waking life or the dream world) But something about her just drew me in. The funny thing is I don't even remember what she looked like. Green eyes, black hair and a black swimsuit are all I really can remember.

It was at this point that I realized that a good percentage of people at the hot spring were naked. I wished this girl was one of them...

The dream repeated, back to the part where we first discovered the island. The only people there were my friends S and C. S was his furry self and C looked totally normal. S told me that he was the one who changed the dream so that now I could get a sun tan in peace. I thanked him for that.

Before this I had a dream that my family was really rich and my dad was secretly a mad scientist. The dream ended with this car chase.

There was also something to do with me trying to hide a bunch of stuff inside an oven. This part of the dream repeated over and over.

...

Something to do with Asokah Tano (apologies if I butchered that spelling.) from the Star Wars TV series.

...

I was in my subdivision. I had this 'toy' rocket ship that could be controlled with this wand remote control. The rocket ship had three engines and wings on the sides along with a pointy nose-cone and a camera dome on top, sort of like a mini cockpit. I could control it by pressing a button and waving the wand around.

I was flying it around but I kept crashing it by accident. At one point, I tried to land it but the pointy nose cone went through someone's garage door and punched a little hole about an inch wide.

I decided it was best to put the thing away before the neighbors saw and got me in trouble so I carried it home. When I got to the front door I put it down and started asking where I got this thing. I said to myself something like:

"Wait a second, I know for a fact that I don't have this toy. So why am I playing with it like it is nothing? I should reality check."

I did a nose pinch RC. I became lucid. I then started hearing my friend S's voice asking if I was there. I asked him where he was. He said that he was on a skype call but had been away for awhile. I told him that I was in a lucid dream. He got really excited saying that I was talking to him through a Skype call in a lucid dream.

I walked inside my house, but I told myself that I would arrive somewhere else when I opened the door, I just saw the front room of my house. I ran a couple of circles around the interior of my house but everything still stayed the same.

I told S that I was going to try and dream spin. Normally I don't have a lot of luck with dream spinning, but it was worth a try here. I spun around in the front room of my house and everything went black. I just saw a mucky haze of reddish colors and heard some quiet sounds.

I found myself floating in the middle of a lake. S asked what I was seeing. I told him I saw some trees, houses and that I was in a lake. S then said that he was bored and was going to get going. I heard the Skype call sign out sound and he was gone. I remember being kind of happy that he was gone, now I could just concentrate on my lucid dream.

I propelled myself across the surface of the water and came up onto the shore of the lake. I looked around. Just a newly-built neighborhood. There was a dirt path leading into the woods and a bunch of trees had been cut to make room for the new houses. I remember looking at the log piles and seeing that the trunks had been cut into really short flat discs, only a few inches thick. I was wondering why the workers might have done this.

I decided I would fly. "Fire Jets On!" I'm going. I remember as I got above the trees. (They didn't have any leaves or anything. I think it was early spring.) I saw this big red sand dune with a few small rock towers on top. I then noticed that it looked like the sky was getting closer in the wrong kind of way.

"Is that a skybox?"

I hit the wall shoulder first ready for an impact.

"Yep, there's a skybox."

I landed on top of the red sand hill. I looked back and saw the other three walls of the skybox, containing the houses, the lake from before, the dirt road and the leafless forest.

I still wanted a way out of here. I remember seeing a blanket with a whole bunch of large quartz crystals laying out on it. I then figured that the next logical thing to do was to try and break the skybox. I picked up one of the largest crystals. It was about 3" wide and a foot long.

I had the inkling that it wouldn't work, and I was really just doing it as a joke. I held the crystal high in the air.

"By the power of this Crystal, I will destroy the evil Skybox. Excalibur!"

I heard a humming sound that grew louder and louder and then climaxed with a glass breaking sound and the sun/lights went out. (Oops, shorted out the lights.) But there was still light. I brought the crystal down and it was glowing in a bluish white color.

The glow slowly faded away from the crystal, but I tried to send more power to it and make it start glowing once more. I no longer felt like I was in the sky-box room, but rather my bedroom. I tried to turn on the lights but they seemed broken too.

I decided to see how bright I could make the crystal glow. I held it with both hands and tried to push as much power as I could into it. It started glowing really bright. Then, all of the sudden it went dark. I saw all of the little cracks and imperfections in the crystal had gone away.

Then the light came back to the crystal with this flame ignition sound effect. There was a little blue sun inside the crystal that didn't fade or die away. It stayed there. The light refracted out of the crystal like a prism into a rainbow of colors around the room.

"Disco Rave!"

I got bored with the dream or was simply pulled into my false awakening.

False awakening. I saw that my laptop was at the foot of my bed and Skype was open. I closed it up and went back to sleep hoping the dream could continue, but it did not.

I wish I had more hands so I could give this dry spell more than two middle fingers at a time.

The dream started off with me in my backyard doing random things and became lucid. I might have actually become lucid because I saw a small Chinese girl wearing a school uniform and walking across the surface lake behind my house. I also remember observing the dream sign of everything being foggy/overcast and all of the plants were very green/lush.

I saw her getting closer and for some reason thought that they were a threat. There was a big boulder of pink granite with white quartz crystals growing out of it in the garden in my yard. I thought I could earthbend it at them. I could not.

They came closer and asked me what I was doing. I thought of three questions for her. I asked her the first two questions but I cannot remember what I was asking her or what she answered with.

I remember the third question was pertaining to finding Jack.

"So I'm trying to find Jack? Do you know where he is?"

"Jack?! He's really hot! We should get naked!"

"Nah, let's save that one for when we're doing the Task of the Month." (What?)

I told them I wasn't interested, but they were free to do what they wanted. They started to take off her schoolgirl uniform when I noticed they had a little hanging surprise in their skirt. I pointed it out to her and they got really embarrassed and changed their mind about getting naked.

...

For one reason or another she got very mad started attacking me she tried to kick me but I blocked. They tried to move in and attack, but I flipped her over. I saw that they had changed into a little boy wearing a martial arts uniform and a black belt.

They continued attacking and getting more and more angry. I remember them using this weird spinning kick in the air and I grabbed the person's leg and pushed them back into the wall of my house. They tried one more time running straight at me then jumped in the air and did a flip trying to kick me from directly on top. I stepped out of the way and pushed them causing them to fall over.

(Word of advice, It doesn't matter how good of a martial artist you are, you're probably not going to beat a lucid dreamer.)

In the end, the DC was laying on the ground, appearing as a different boy now. They asked me why I wasn't hitting them back. I told them it was because they were a little kid (12-13ish) and I got a bad feeling from hurting children. I think I started helping them up when the dream ended.

-WBTB-

I was on Skype. My profile picture was set to the picture that DawnEye11 drew of me and Manei. My friend messaged me asking me who Manei was. (Funny I thought he already knew.) I told him to just forget it and I would change the picture.

I started looking through pictures I could use. I remember finding this one similar to my avatar picture but the left arm was robotic and made of a bluish shiny metal. The character had this really creepy smile and the lighting looked off. I thought it looked cool but couldn't remember when I drew it. When I tried to set it as my profile picture some kind of error came up.

-WBTB-

False awakening. I am a young kid (10ish). It is Christmas morning. I run downstairs to see what I got. I remember getting a giant Lego Star Wars Clone Trooper figurine that was about two feet tall. My cousin asked me if she was getting a [some gibberish item] from me. I told her I didn't know.

...

I am in the soccer field outside my old middle school. There is a bunch of playground equipment in the field. I decided I wanted to go on the swings because I always enjoyed going on the swings as a kid. I saw an empty swing-set with big yellow swings on the edge of the playground.

I also made some comment about the children playing while walking over there.

The swings suddenly filled up with people, but there was still one empty one on the end. I got on and started swinging. Another kid asked me why I was on the swings and thought that I might be too old for it. I told him how I always liked to jump off the swing and pretend that I was flying, ever since I was little.

I then jumped off the swing but to my surprise I just floated there above the playground. Lucidity hit me like a truck. I remembered my goal was to find Jack. I figured I could find him by air a lot faster. I took control of my flying, fire jets on. I was only projecting them out of my feet though. I flew a circle around the playground, gaining some altitude and speed.

"Woah! Look at that!"

"He's flying!"

"How is he doing that?"

I remember this big tree that is actually outside my middle school IWL. I flew through some of the branches. I figured I could fly to my house and manifest him there. I remember thinking to myself that I have never flown to a destination before. (Don't know what kind of broken logic that is, I flew to the moon last week.)

When I pulled above the hill to see my neighborhood I saw that it had been replaced with a trailer park and a couple of these weird round glass towers with all of these levels covered in different plant species. Beyond that was a mountain.

I picked up speed and flew up the side of the mountain. The plants began to morph into tropical plants and the sky went from orange to blue. I saw the left side of my vision change to a beach. I thought that this might be a good place to go.

I did a roll to the left and went in lower over the water. I thought I recognized the shape of the beach as being similar to that around the beach resort my family goes to every year. I expected it to show up, but when I got closer I saw that there was just a wooden house there. Nope. I went really low over the water and started running/sliding across the surface.

I jumped back into the air and did a flip and started flying again. This destabilized the dream a bit too much. I remember looking at the sun and saying stabilize the dream. I remember seeing some seagulls coming from that direction too. They flew alongside me. I for some reason had the irrational fear that they would poop on me though.

I saw that I was now flying over an archipelago of tropical islands. I had like eagle vision and it zoomed in and I could see Manei on the end of a peninsula off one of the islands about a mile away. I broke away from the seagulls and pulled in low over the island. I landed and started sliding across the road, still using fire to propel me.

There was a small concrete bridge and I saw a person driving a jeep coming right at me. The beeped and started to swerve off the road. I pushed flames to the side and avoided him.

"Sorry! Sorry..."

I was getting close now, I could see Manei standing there wearing a long blue cloak. Someone else was with her. But as I started to get closer they started walking down the side of the peninsula. I remember getting to where she was standing and looking down. I could see her and two other DCs making their way down the rocks into the ocean. There was also a grove of these bamboo like trees in the water nearby.

I started to follow her, but I lost her somehow and almost fell into the water. The water with all the bamboo trees looked mucky like a swamp. I didn't want to go in it, and I stopped myself above the surface and started hovering. I wanted to fly back up to see if I could find Manei again.

I tried to fly up but for some reason went backwards into the bamboo trees forest. Nuts! Not buggy flying again. I floated gently forward back to the peninsula. I stuck my hands in some sand and looked at the sun agian.

"Stabilize dream."

I picked up some clarity and tried to fly up, but I just ended up shooting backwards into the bamboo tree forest agian. The back of my head hit a tree. The tree (though it was only about three inches thick) broke and it hurt the back of my head really bad.

Spoiler for Profane:

"ASS TITS! I FUCKING HATE IT WHEN THIS HAPPENS!!!" (When I try to fly up but end up shooting backwards. This has happened at least twice before tonight.)

I was now thoroughly lost in the bamboo tree forest. It felt like the forest was swallowing me up. I started to hear some frogs peeping. I grabbed onto a tree and I knew the dream was ending. I grabbed onto one of the bamboo trees and told myself it was time to DEILD.

I saw my vision go to a bunch of concentric blurry colored boxes. A computer loading bar appeared in white. It said DEILD was loading. It was filling up really slowly, and when it got about 1/3rd of the way I woke up.