KarlaB18

Date of Dream: THU 14 FEB - 2019



Dream No. 540 - Separated Sections

Dream 540 A - The DreamViews Conference
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was laying down on my bed and FireFlyMan (FFM) from the DreamViews forum was sitting on the other end of it. In the part of my bedroom where the main cabinet was supposed to be, this was replaced with a space where there was a conference being held for all the members of the DreamViews community. The stage was made out of an elegant wood, the background being pitch black empty matter but when an impressive sign of the DreamViews name and logo in vivid yellow and pink neon light strips.

The person that was hosting this conference was gab and rather than being an actual person, she seemed to be more of caricature in which her face wasn’t revealed. She had long brown hair and was wearing a long elegant, glittery fuchsia ball gown. The rest of crowd were just other random caricatures that were lingering all around the tables and were either wearing suits or ballgowns depending on whether they were a guy or a girl.

Me and FFM were not at the conference though as we were spectating from the bed. I tried to sit up so I could see what was happening whenever I did this, I ended up blocking FFM’s view. He got all angry at me and told me to move. Whenever I lay down though, I couldn’t see. Still, no matter how many times I tried to sit up and have a look, FFM wasn’t having any of it and so I had to sacrifice my view to keep him sane.

Later on in the dream, I was wondering around the rest of the house. My dad was talking to me and apparently there was this lady that had been cleaning our house but not in a way that the family wanted her to do it. This lady was stripping the house of everything, even it’s furniture! And she was going to leave absolutely nothing except the floors…

I went across into my grandma’s bedroom and indeed there was absolutely nothing in there except the plastered carpet. The bed had been taken out, the cabinet, the contents of the wardrobe, you name it! Apparently my family had told the lady to stop but she was insistent and my family still wanted to be respectful because we were the customers and she was providing a service. I thought it all chaos was going to break loose and I couldn’t control it, I needed to get out of this house; but my family (including me) were trapped.

I envisioned that 18-Volt would come and he’d fly me out a window. Back to the reality of the dream, I called out for 18-Volt but there was no response. I tried calling further but I realised that my voice wasn’t as loud as it could be. I went out into the kitchen, continuing to call for him. There wasn’t any phlegm present but there was some slight backlog in my throat that I can’t necessarily describe.

Down the stairs I went to continue my search and this time, I tried to also look and maybe even imagine him appearing. I called out again though and then there was a slight deviation in the scene of the dream. Apparently I mentioned that I had four dreams left to try and get him. A bar popped up on the bottom left-hand corner of my view and a green dot would appear, signifying which dream I was at. As I was currently in the “first dream”, there was only one green dot. Though as I kept calling for 18-Volt, the scene flickered and then another green dot appeared.

The bar was now full with four green dots which meant I was at the fourth dream, with the last chance to be able to try and reach him. I thought to myself that since calling wasn’t working, I would try and remain quiet and see what would happen. I looked over to the door to the garage, hoping that it would open and he would come walking in; nothing of the sort happened. Rather, I got that tingly sensation like the dream was trying to kick me out. The more focused I became, the more the sensation. Eventually, I woke up at 7:20 AM for the bathroom.

Dream 540 B - Ridiculous Assignment
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was in the garage of my house and there seemed to be girls from my old high school in there as well, all in variations of the summer uniform. There was also a teacher in there, Ms. Gar. There were a bunch of computers set up on this massive desk in which we were supposed to use to complete our assignment. I went to one of the computers but unfortunately the one I was using had an absolutely blurry screen.

For what we supposed to do, I had absolutely no idea and so I decided to look and see what everyone else was doing. I could see that people were using PowerPoint as well as some other program I can’t remember the identity of. I decided myself that I was still going to do some random script writing on PowerPoint but I was actually still clueless. It only hit me what the assignment was about when I saw MH put a huge structural model of something onto one of the upper shelves.

I realised that we were supposed to make a model of an ideal Amino that we wanted to create. I was ashamed now as I did absolutely nothing and only now, ideas came flooding into my head about what I wanted to do. I figured I wanted to create an Amino about dreaming. My model was going to be of me and 18-Volt. One one side, I would have a cutout of me standing in what was 18-Volt’s ideal world and on the other side would be a cutout of 18-Volt standing in my ideal world.

Ms. Gar. came around and said that the session was over for her today, so I came up to her and asked if I could finish my assignment at home, assuming we had a week to get it done. She became quiet, showing disappointment in me. She said that the assignment was due now and I became shocked. She said that she wanted to take us all somewhere on Friday but because I didn’t get mine done, I couldn’t go, she was also crying as she said this. I asked her, “Can I get it done tonight and hand it in tomorrow?”. She said she wasn’t going to be there.

I drooped back into the main part of the garage, disappointed and feeling somewhat stupid. I went over to the sheets of paper and only now read what the assignment was about. I then ended up on Brady Road and was walking home still in the state I was in when I was in the garage. As I was slowly going over the freeway bridge, I felt a hand being placed on me as a familiar voice sighed and then said “I’m sorry you didn’t get your assignment in on time”, sounding concerned and as if they felt it was partially their fault for some reason.

I stopped and turned around to notice that it was 18-Volt but he was oddly in a grey-scale colour palette but still, a valid appearance, half way between his Warioware Twisted and Warioware Gold form. I got the hint that he wanted to take me somewhere and so I let him show me where he wanted to go. Just like in real life, there were heaps of cars rushing up and down the road, so 18-Volt took me by the hand and helped me cross the road. I noticed that we were going to the park at the other side of the road.

When we got there, we just had some time to breathe and took in the sights for a little while. Eventually, 18-Volt and I went to one of the benches and sat there. I sensed that 18-Volt suddenly had an idea. He got up and stood just in front of the bench. Although he was only 1.5x taller visually, my mind made me believe that he was a lot taller and so I actually stood up on the bench for this next stunt. I was going to jump off the bench and 18-Volt was going to catch me, then locking me into a hold.

The first time I jumped and he caught me, I sensed it was too low compared to usual. I asked him to put me down so we could try again, also stating to try and catch me a bit sooner. The second time I attempted the jump, 18-Volt caught me in the blink of an eye and I was now in a higher, more comfortable position, being able to perch my head on his shoulder like usual. Once he locked me in and I was ready, we walked off and the dream changed to another scene.

We were now in the foyer of some hotel and I could tell that he was going to take me for some elevator practise. He then told me though that he knew an elevator that would be more ideal than the current ones. He went to a mirror and actually jumped through it, ending us up in another area that looked like the hotel foyer but was distorted in some way. This time, he still held me inwards but I wasn’t a coward trying to bury my head into him.

He walked me up to the elevator and pressed the button for the door to open. Once we were in and the door shut, the elevator began to move in a weird way. It was vibrating rapidly and also making this very clangy, ear-bursting static noise which scared the heck out me. There was nothing we could do but wait out the episode, 18-Volt trying to keep me calm by massaging but also tightly squeezing me so I wouldn’t lose my balance and slip down. Surprisingly, I was still looking outwards, putting in a big effort to work out my fear.

When the elevator stopped jerking, both 18-Volt and I gave a sigh of relief. I said to him, “I think we’d be better off practising in a normal elevator next time”. 18-Volt agreed but he couldn’t say much as he was quite embarrassed and gave a look like he knew he’d mucked up. He then walked me out and took me back to the other dimension with the supposedly real hotel foyer. It was a new scene and I was now on my own. I was talking to a distorted version of JSa’s parents. The dream then ended.



Dream 540 A
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream 540 B
Dream Guide: 18-Volt
Lucid?: No