lucid

I became lucid at the start of the dream, but my body felt slightly distant. I was in a large walled garden, the walls in question being two stories tall and having buildings built into them. The grass was vibrantly green and the sky a pastel blue. I looked at my hands, and the dream became more vivid. I then remembered about dream spinning, and so promptly span twice on the spot. The increase in clarity was amazing! I could feel my heartbeat in my chest due to my excitement. I remember someone talking to me, but I ignored them and flew away. The dream then changed.

I was then riding down the main road of my town on my moped. I wasn't wearing any protective gear and was driving like a complete pillock. Still, it was very fun Here it was raining, and I could feel the cool touch of the raindrops on my exposed skin. I eventually got to the entrance of the high street and dismounted. The traffic seemed to have just stopped, with some people gathering near me to see what I would do. I decided to try some powers, and felt a change of weather was in order. I stretched my hands out in front of me together and pointed them palm first towards the sky. I then pulled my hands apart in a great semicircle. As I did so, the grey clouds receded with my hands and the sky behind was sunny and a beautiful light blue. Someone near me said "Thanks mate!", and several other people were looking with amazement.

I then lost lucidity, and have little memory of the dream that followed save for a few snippets. There was a robot factory, my brother, a large laser and the enclave.

Finally had me some brief lucidity! And I do mean brief. However, this is a good sign of things to come

(Fragment)

I'm on a boat of some description. It's fairly square, and has balconies like on a paddle steamer. I remember going inside and seeing a kitchen and a television. I think I got something to eat. My dad was there as well. [Fragment, 0.5 points]

Scene Change

I and my friend J are near a canal. On one side is a huge red brick wall, stretching horizontally for miles. On "our side" of the river are several two storied shops and houses. Several tall black Victorian lampposts and benches line the canal. The floor is a sandstone tile, and looks quite pleasing. There are two arched bridges going over the canal, with people crossing them.

For some reason I hold a pistol in my hand, and it soon becomes apparent why. Across the water I see a group of metro police (half life 2) about to cross the bridge nearest me. I fired into them, taking one down. They instantly drew their batons and began radioing for assistance. The people around us didn't seem to mind.

(Minor Transition)

Night falls, and the police are gone, presumably dead. Since no one's now around, we break into one of the stores. I find some ammunition and supplies. We then decide to leave before more enemies come.

(Minor Transition)

We're walking down a gravel country road in between large hedges, leading away from the city. We climb up on one hedge to find that it forms a huge 'block', if you will, of leaves that we stand on. This stretched up to a farm house, with a beat up pick up truck outside. We then notice the Brotherhood of Steel outcasts torching the area or stomping around menacingly, dressed in black and red power armour.

My friend says to me "What if I do this?" before firing a large energy weapon and laughing. It shoots a huge blue ball towards them and explodes, killing some.

Excrement hits the fan.

What ensues is a brief battle, in which we slaughter the outcasts. Farmers, women and older children come out of the house and offer to join us, all wielding weapons. I pick up a shotgun from near the truck, but for some reason it's fused with another like a weird first person glitch. I throw one away. It's a twin barrelled break action 410. We were attacked by a few more outcasts, prompting me to scout a path in a nearby hedge.

It leads to a field on a hill sloping down before me. The sun is just rising over the horizon. A farmer and a his son step out towards me. Not initially realising the lack of threat, I shoot, thankfully missing them. They're rather miffed, naturally. I then tell them why I'm on edge, panting "You weren't there!" like a grizzled war veteran. [Whole Dream, 1 point]

Scene Change

I'm now lucid. I seem to be looking at me from a weird angle, only seeing concrete on the floor. I seem to be not fully "in the dream" as I seem to be able to feel my physical body dragging me back. I slowly get pulled back and I wake up. [Became Lucid, 5 points] [Fragment, 0.5 points]

(Contrary to no-ones belief, im not dead. Just had exams keeping me occupied XD)

Let me start by saying that I dont remember much of the dream, but what I do remember may be interesting to you. I was in a huge area of indeterminate size. Several huge, dilapidated towers of pipework and steam powered machinery stretched imposingly into the sky, whereupon they reached a filthy glass dome ceiling. Bright green moss and lichen covered the pillars, and at irregular intervals circular platforms were built into the pillars. This place had clearly seen better days. I was with some other people, whom i could not identify. We seemed to be global agenda agents (an epic mmotps game) and so we fired up our jetpacks, leaping from platform to platform and climbing higher up the building. We eventually reached a large platform, at which point the thought occured to me that I was dreaming. I looked at my hands and, as i did so, the world became sharper and I became more awake inside the dream. However, I then became nervous and reverted back to my sluggish, low lucid state. This repeated numerous times. I cant remember if anything happened after that

I am standing in a field. Several houses surround the field, each made with dull orange bricks. It's quite a nice sunny day (a common theme in my dreams) but I feel sad. Apparently I had to go back to school. I saw my two friends, O and O walking past me quite happily. I walk towards where I know the school is, and turn into another field, this time with a football pitch. While walking accross, I join more people walking to school. Suddenly, a small blonde boy stands in front of me, smirking. I try and fail to get past him, and then I get hit from behind. A group of 12 year olds start beating me up, spinning me round, throwing me e.t.c. I'll teach the little f****** I think, but every time I try to throw a punch, I meet heavy resistance until I either stop short of them, or it hits with barely any force. They aren't actually hurting me, but its infuriating to not be able to do anything. I used to get bullied a lot (though never physically, thank god) and this used to be a common theme in my dreams . One of my friends, B, calls "I thought you said fighting Year 7's was easy!" They find my struggle hilarious, and eventually throw me at the ground and go off to play football. I walk away to take an alternate route: a small path running down the side of the field, seperated by a small hedge. I find a stick, hop on and zoom along about a meter off the ground. Suddenly, I see a floating stick in front of me, blocking my path. I think to myself, "If I were lucid right now, that stick would..." and BLAM! POW! THOCK! THWUMP! HEDGEMONY! I become lucid. The stick seems to be some kind of evil force, trying to manifest in the stick and morph to a form more dangerous to me. As it dramatically gathers itself, I just bluntly grab it out of the air. No evil in my dreams...well, other than my evil. I smile wikedly to myself. I wonder how those Year 7's will cope with a lucid warrior? Righteous fury welling inside me, I fly dramatically over the hedge and make a beeline for the football pitch where I can see the perpetuators. The dastardly curs! And then, the dream changes and I loose the little lucidity I had. The rest of the dream involves me placing presents in giant christmas stockings. Still, at least I had a new years lucid!

Well, finally had a brief bit of lucidity.

~NonLucid~ ~Lucid~ ~Scene~

(fragments) I was in a house, like a naboo one, in a circular garden. The floor is covered in soft grass, and the walls are brilliantly white. I then appeared to be low level lucid riding on the back of something. Lucidity then ended...

...I was in a large shower, naked, and a group of people were at the entrance, but they were looking away...

...something about an evil construction company...

...woke up.