jarrhead

06.08.2011

Shapeshifting Into Optimus Prime & An F22 Raptor. (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I slept inside a sleeping bag on top of a (deflated) air matress in the back of a truck, with a tarp over the top to keep rain out. Not comfortable at all, for those who know how truckbeds are grooved. Also was sharing the space with my dad, so there wasn't much room at all. This was incredibly painful every time I woke up at night as the mattress had leaked air and I felt the hard bed, but couldn't move or else wake him up. It was about 45 degrees overnight and very humid.


Maybe this is why I was so aware and everything was so vivid.

I was on a walkway made of cobblestone, with an outdoor walkway covering over it. To the right was a huge grass field as far as the eye could see -- covered in dew, bright green, and all the same size -- the legnth of mowed grass, but came to a point instead of obvious flat cuts. To the left were some two and three-story tall buildings, laid out like a school (jagged, blocky) but the building in the middle was a blue-grooved-alluminum-made warehouse three stories high with four windows at the top. There was a thick fog which made it nice and cool, very humid, and low visibility.

I was wearing black jeans and a turqoise plaid outer longsleeve shirt with a gray t-shirt under it. I had charcoal/white/turqoise Nike 6.0 shoes.

I unbuttoned my shirt and started running, holding the shirt by the buttons and spreading it out, as if flashing somebody. I ran faster and faster until finally I jumped and the wind caught the flaps of my jacket. I immediately gained altitude quickly and was about 70 feet up before I turned around and kept flying.

Dream skips

Now I was lucid. There was no sudden realization or feeling of excitement. It was like most of my lucids... it just happens. I was back at the same walkway with a friend I'll refer to as "Summer."

While I was lucid, I was unaware that the characters were not real people. One of the many different 'layers' of lucidity.

General Weaver and Tom & Hal Mason from Falling Skies were there on this walkway. They were discussing the alien base a few miles ahead.

We walked down this walkway and into the blue warehouse. On our way Weaver said "be careful, there's aliens out there." We went to the top floor and there was a locker room. Another person, whom I'll refer to as "Danielle" was there.

To every Danielle I know, you're all blonde, but this is not you. Lol.

She is about 115 pounds, 5'9 or 5'10, and has long blonde hair. She popped out from inside a locker behind some jackets, totally nude.


I looked to the right and Summer was totally nude as well. And so was I.

We knew it was a total maze to get to the third floor so we weren't too worried. We locked the door just in case, to give us enough time to put clothes on or hide.

I opened up the Garry's Mod Spawn Menu in my HUD (err... immediate vision) and spawned two elongated blast doors.







I pulled out my physgun and placed the doors across the windows to block the view and froze them in place.





EDIT: removed

Spoiler for Bigger Lulz' and more vulgar descriptions.. you've been warned.:

This cornucopia erupts tartar sauce and butter, nearly blinding me with the sting of vinegar and buffalo sauce. My fruit bat opens it mouth up wide in some sort of bizarre sex face and the lazers start to glow red out the ears and mouth before the head explodes.

In about twenty seconds this all happens and we go at it once again instantly.
After about twenty more seconds the same happens, except Ozzy Osbourne eats the head off this bat instead of it exploding.

[/spoiler]
Well, that was interesting.

Dream skips

I am in clothing again, still the same clothes. I fly down into the walkway and see a girl and her mother. I answered some sort of question the girl asked and the mother seemed happy I did.

"Mommy he can fly!" she said.

"Yeah that's nice honey. Come on now."


I started running toward the other end of the walkway. She looked, just to itch that curiousity of disbelief to see if I could actually do it. I started running fast and faster pulling my outer shirt open again. I jumped and WHOOSH. Wind caught my shirt and I flew up and forward. I turned around and the mother was incredibly impressed and smiling. I had a little trouble controlling it as it was directed by wind (only for schemata purposes) and for a couple seconds I was randomly moving due to random wind. I quickly fixed this issue.

I flew back down and landed upside on a walkway covering support pole just before she turned a corner. Just like Spider-Man does when he goes to kiss Mary-Jane.







She freaked out.
"NO DON'T KISS ME YOU FUCKIN' PERV!"
"No don't worry ma'am I won't!"
"GET AWAY!"

I climbed down and started running once more to takeoff... and started flying again. I flew up about 100 feet this time. It was incredibly humid and I flew at speeds of around 90mph. It was a perefect 65 degrees or so with humidity and wind when I flew as I was wearing two shirts and pants and shoes.

I hovered upright then went up a bit and looked out into the field. "WOW, IT'S SO VIVID!" I thought. "THIS IS ABSOLUTELY AMAZING. WHAT A WONDERFUL DREAM."
*caps lock necessary

With all the intense excitement I never woke up. The dream never even faded, and I never even thought about it happening. The clarity just got better and better. I could see the dew on the grass from 100 feet up and all the blades with intense color without my glasses. The fog was still heavy but it made for great environment. I flew around, enjoying myself for a bit.






Not the same environment, but that's literally how I was flying -- although I had my shirt flipped out in my hands when I moved forward at great speeds. With hovering I just let it sit on me normally.

Dream skips

I am just off the end of my "runway" looking toward it. I shapeshift into Optimus Prime (that's right, bitches!)






You have absolutely NO idea how weird/epic it is when your body creates a nervous system for this 20-foot-tall (in the dream) mechanical transformers body made of metals and electricity and gears.

A radio signal came in through my new mech body.
"zchzchchzchzcchhhh.... Optimus... the evil boss is planning to attack."


"Autobots... Transform!" I said. I even had the Optimus voice.

I didn't turn into a semi-truck, and the autobots didn't necessarily fit either. I hovered up into the air then transformed into an F22 raptor, as did all my little autobots.







We flew over at incredibly fast speeds forward -- as if I took off from my "runway" and never turned. It was foggy, and we flew above it. I originally had a cockpit view, but I got rid of the cockpit and had just the HUD -- elevation, wingspan, reticle, etc.






Not the same environment, but like this.

We reached a huge asian looking base on a floating island and a ton of aircraft came out. The next ten minutes was epic dogfights with my new mechanical F22 Raptor nervous system (movement and senses.)

I'm really liking this shapeshifting thing. And flying. And not even for animal forms... but mechanical.



Musical Entry to come on this dream soon... It's dubstep, in Optimus Prime form!

03.08.2011

Invading The Alien Structure (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in the same hallway from my previous dream -- except this time I knew it was inside the skitter structure. (These are the big buildings over cities from Falling Skies.)







I turned around the corner and was with Hal & Tom Mason. (Drew Roy and Noah Wyle)











We all had G36C guns with iron sights. We ran down an empty hallway only to hear a skitter.

It was shot in the head once and killed. Around the corner was a garry's mod general prop -- triangular prism this time. Some knights on horses came running down the hallway and Hal curled into a ball to fit inside this prop -- as it was no-collided (visible but passable, like jumping inside a pool of paint.)

They left and he continued forward -- as did I. THey came back and I jumped into this prop. They were on white horses and reared them directly over the prop. However, they never came crashing down on me, and instead turned and ran off. I got out and saw no sign of them.

Dream fades.

03.08.2011

Failing Brakes (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I hear this is a classic dream scenario.

I was driving a car with my dad. I tried to stop at a red light, and the brakes weren't working.

"STOP! STOP! STOP !STOP!!!"

I rolled right through the intersection. I decided to gas it once I was already halfway through.

"What the fuck were you thinking?"

"The brakes weren't working! Watch!" and I tapped the brakes and they did nothing.

02.08.2011

rp_downtown yellow warehouse (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Yet another dream about rp_downtown from Garry's Mod.

I was inside the yellow warehouse. I built a 2nd story out of general props and ahd shelves and covers which opened by a keypad. The storage room inside was mirrored on the other side as well, and there was a trap door next to the one on the side it shouldn't be.

Metro police came and were searching for printers. "You don't have a warrant," and they left.

People tried to raid through the back entrance and I was shooting them up with an m3 shotgun.

I jumped over the super admin's head and shot him. He died. Another person came and killed me.

02.08.2011

Bundle of Fragments (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was engaged in an m3 shotgun fight with somebody. I killed them and another person came up. I jumped over them and shot them in the head.

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Jordan Mencel decided to take off from his regular music and was singing a concert. He sounded absolutely terrible. He was autotuned, but it was like... 15 cents flat every time. It sounded very raspy.

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Metro Police from HL2 came into my house to search for money printers.
"You can't prove that. You need a warrant. They looked pretty intimidating, but I wasn't giving in one bit.
"You need a warrant. You can't prove I have anything."







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cut mp3. Those two words say it all really. Nothing to explain here. Cutting mp3s in FL Studio 9 or 10.

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I was in my old theatre teacher's class. We were in the auditorium doing something for a play.

No clue what she failed/should have passed.. All I know is what I was thinking.
A girl failed and was crying hysterically. She couldn't understand it either. (neither could I, she should have passed with flying colors). The teacher said "appreciate your the talents you have and quit crying over this."

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Another girl from this same class was playing a rock concert. She was playing guitar. She wore a short pink dress, it was mega hot. Haha.

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I was in a minecraft world (though it wasn't cubed or 16x16 texture. It was like real life.

"I need some dirt blocks to finish this." I said.
The skidder looked at me, made a few futuristic noises, and said "over there." He was holding a minecraft block (or rather, sphere) of the globe.







I went over and grabbed this ball of dirt and carried it and continued building my dirt wall.

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01.08.2011

The Chosen One (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I decided to try and mentally recall rather than write some words down at night. Lesson learned.


I was in hell with a girl I know. Some random guy was there as well. I had a magic wand and was fighting off Death Eaters with a myriad of spells. I was Harry Potter, by the way. I had the scar and all.







The random guy said "You are the chosen one!"
"No!" I said. "I just do a bunch of random shit. Honestly. I have no clue."
"Uh, what the fuck. Yeah sure." He ran away from all the fighting.

I turned around and she was still there. I looked at her and yelled "YOU are the Chosen One!"
"Me?"
"Yes. You are THE CHOSEN ONE!" I yelled as I shot a lightning bolt into the portal. It was now a huge swirling portal from Oblivion with a blue portal. Hell's floor was made out of raw meat and had lava all over the place.







I handed her the wand. "This is your moment." and she put it in her right hand.


Dream fades.