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    1. Don't go chasing rainbows...?

      by , 01-24-2016 at 02:51 PM
      23/1/2016 (fri)

      Before 5am
      Fragments
      -In bed trying to sleep. AB shifting around. AB leaves and then comes back.
      -Trying to look at a forum on my phone. There is music playing in the background. Loads of new posts. One with a map and some kind of coloured board with markers on it. A game?

      5.30-7am
      Medium LD 346 "Catch the Waves"
      I am on holiday on a tour, trying to pack a bag. The room is filled with mess. Nearby someone has a bag of sandwiches and I decide to make some for the journey. The cupboards turn out to be fake cupboards concealing metal pipes. Finally I find the peanut butter along with a giant chocolate cake and a tub of chocolate spread. The tops of both spreads are off and the contents have glooped out everywhere.

      A nearby DC tells me that the chocolate is better. Then AB's father walks past and gruffly says he wants to speak to me later.

      I find a computer and try to log on to a forum, but there is a problem with the page. It also starts playing a Disturbed song. Hearing the noise, three cute goth girls head over and start talking to me. Two of them have Slayer T-shirts on.

      They tell me they are going to meet 'The Band' (unspecified), but they are concerned because 'they are sexually transmitted'. I realise this doesn't make sense, but before being able to put any thought into it they invite me to go with them. I agree, enthusiastically, eager at the prospect of meeting the band (and potentially getting it on with one or all of these hot chicks ).

      Two of them leave. The last woman has now turned grown really tall and has short ginger hair. I wrongly identify her as someone I used to work with. She asks me to stay close while we are working with JP (Operations manager from previous job). The woman is afraid of JP for some reason.

      To try and convince me, she puts a hand on my chest. Whatever the gesture means, the words that pop into my head are 'manipulative bitch'. I also recall that neither me or JP still work for that company, and become lucid.

      The internet cafe is busy and filled with people. The screen seems really blurry, so I spend a few moments stabilising the dream by rubbing my hands together. The tall ginger woman is still there, so I mentally suggest that she should leave.

      Outside the sky is covered by a huge concrete overpass. I start flying, casually at first, doing barrel rolls and loops. There is a rainbow in the sky, so I consider doing another TOTY. My crazy flying is making things unstable, also, stupidly, flying is starting to hurt because I'm using a casual sky-swimming method rather than quick flight.

      Trying to speed up aggravates things. The blue sky above and the green grass covered platforms below are spinning so fast I almost collide with one of the huge flying grass-covered rocks. Then the blue sky has become the sea, filled with enormous waves. I fly underneath a massive wave and through a tunnel of water, like a surfer.

      I try to find the rainbow again, but wake up.


      False awakening? Remembering that IB wanted to talk to me I head over to AB's parent's house. His dog, well, bitch, a black labradour, is lying on the ground. Her fur has turned grey. She is so old now, I remember when she was a puppy... there are now two black puppies bounding around.

      24/1/2016 (sat)

      Before 4.30am
      ND "Body in the Tree"
      The top floor of the house is level with the top of a giant tree. Up in the branches is the unmoving body of a small boy. I head downstairs, somehow ending up outside. The back door of the house is hidden behind the lower leafy branches of the tree. I push through and step inside the house.

      My parents are sitting inside the room. I tell them about the body. We all walk outside together to see if we can get the boy's body down.

      The tree is now colossal, towering over the house and area, higher than a skyscraper. It is also carved into sections. My father explains they are doing maintenance on the tree. We walk past a huge stump that itself is taller than the house. There is a deep vibration in the ground beneath us. Dad asks if I can hear it. It is the main root drilling down into the Earth.

      We continue forwards and find more parts of the tree. It is like a jigsaw made of horizontal sections that slot together into the trunk.

      Beyond the tree are standing stones. They too are cut into sections which form giant triangular pillars. They are carved to look like Iron Man and Captain America.

      5-6.45am
      Long LD 347 "Chasing Rainbows"
      Sitting in front of a computer, playing Warcraft, when my phone rings. I hear the usual ringtone song, AC-DC Shoot to Thrill, but it is wrong somehow. My sister is on the phone. Wow this must be expensive, calling from China. She tells me about a new game she is playing. While on the phone I flick through a hardback book.

      My sister stops speaking. The phone has turned into a remote control. I see my phone on the desk and pick it up, still connected.

      The dream shifts to me and AB walking through a park. A dirt road runs along one side of it, separating grass land from green metal-fenced enclosures. Inside them, people are playing tennis and football. AB is tired and climbs onto my back for a lift.

      I 'wake up' in an odd room with wooden panels and shelves. There is an old black cabinet as well. The room needs redecorating. It is dark and depressing. I consider getting the white paint from the garage and covering the dark wooden walls.

      In the next room two people are having guitar lessons. One is using a real guitar. The other guy is using a set of buttons on a plastic board. The guy with the real guitar is very good. He plays an incredible guitar solo.

      I head through the room and find a hospital filing room. It is filled with desks covered in paperwork. The walls are white with details in green and blue. Sitting at one desk is the compliance manager from my previous job, SK. He starts a rambling story about blinds. I want to say "just get some, and send me the bill", but I'm concerned about what the cost will be if they are non-standard size windows.

      False awakening. I'm in a light room, it seems to be late morning. An enormous truck drives past the window, just millimetres from the wall. The cab is above the height of the window. Several men are looking out as they go past. I start to read a book, remaining in bed.

      The next truck comes through the wall. The convey of heavy machines continues, tearing apart the wall as I dive out of the way across the room. This is insane. I become lucid. The trucks have gone, leaving the inside of the room a complete mess but the wall somehow intact.

      I phase through the wall and see the convoy of trucks, which are now giant robot machines, heading off down a road towards a town. I'm kinda angry, and decide to chase them down. Using super-fast flight I head down the twisting roads into the town and catch up with the rear robot.

      Using super strength I pummel the huge metal machine with my standard fists, smashing it apart and throwing large sections of it into the air. The dream scene is unstable and rewrites everything as a game on a tiny screen, with me flailing around controlling a little character, like it's Kinect or something.

      My parents are sitting nearby and patiently ask what I'm doing. The screen refuses to project itself up onto the wall, so I phase through the wall in search of a new goal. Opposite is a cafe/bar full of DCs staring at me. I clap my hands to check how stable the dream is. Seems fine.

      I start running fast through the streets, searching for a motorbike, when the TOTY springs to mind. I start flying fast again, shooting up through the buildings into the sky. Sure enough there is a rainbow there. It looks like a gigantic beam of energy coming from another planet. It also has a countdown of numbers projected within the beam. The race is on. Flying as fast as I can, I follow the beam of rainbow coloured light. Just as it looks about to hit the ground, it twists back up into the sky.


      7-8.20am
      Short LD 348 "Rock Tree"
      For most of the dream I am exploring an unknown city with JR. We end up at a beach. It is sunset. Another DC starts talking about climbing the cliffs and we head off to give it a try.

      Later in the dream I am trying to deal with a possessed kid, or possibly a ghost boy. It's not clear. The evil/ghost boy flies up to a high shelf in the kitchen and starts pushing items off. They tumble and smash on the ground. I notice there is a real boy, probably just a couple of years old, sitting below, and run to protect him from the falling items.

      After some false awakenings, I end up in a room full of people slapping each other. They refuse to stop fighting. In the corner of the room is a Christmas tree. It is also drawing in energy to the whole room. I become lucid and spot several holes in the tree-thing, which now appears to be a stone statue of a tree. On the floor are a bunch of glowing rocks, and I pick them up and start placing them into the holes. The tree pulses with more power. It almost falls on me and I push the tree, which is also as heavy as a rock, back upright.

      The fight around me is getting a bit out of hand. I try to stop it.
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    2. Water Pistols

      by , 01-21-2016 at 03:15 PM
      21/1/2016 (wed)

      Before 5.40am
      Fragment
      -Raining extremely heavily. My sister is driving around in the wet, despite not having a licence. Later I end up in a taxi, trying to work on a laptop. The taxi parks underneath an office - possibly the building where I worked straight after uni.

      5.40-6.40
      Fragment
      -Trying to put turf on a giant hole in the ground which is covered in black plastic. Several dcs kicking grass around. JR shows up with "latest picture" - it moves in 3D.

      7-7.45am
      Short LD 345 "Water Pistols"
      At work. JF is messing around with power leads and plugging things into a power strip on my desk. He looks up and tells me to row. Er. What? Then I notice a DC behind him is filming me on a phone. It's a prank. I stick both middle fingers up and my tongue out. Then we watched or played some kind of game involving a 'zombie bucket'. The bucket was for puking in when you got sick and became a zombie?

      The dream skips and has me fooling around with AB in bed for a while. She got into a weird position with her head on the mattress and bum up in the air, and, yeah, stuff. It was kinda awkward.

      After some random wandering around I am trying to find a bus to get to uni. Apparently I'm back in the third year trying to get my project finished. However due to work, I haven't been at any lessons this year... are we supposed to go to lessons still, or is it just all about the project? This line of thinking gets me lucid.

      The bus stop leads through to another room and then into a park. There is a guy sitting on a bench under a tree. I think about my personal goals and start looking around to find a tank, or something big enough to turn into a tank. Across the park there seems to be a military complex. Big trucks, tents, at least 10 soldiers in military uniform with assault rifles. Hmmm. Don't really want to get shot, even if it means proving invincibility... I raise a hand towards them and focus on turning their guns into water pistols.

      The soldiers start looking at their guns in confusion. Taking advantage of their surprise I fly into the camp but the scene fades.

      I end up in the void and continue flying through it. Remembering the TOTM I start to wonder what exactly counts as a new world. I see fragments of places, different countries, all flying past me, along with text in various different languages - Arabic, Chinese, Korean. They do not form anything coherent. Then, ahead, the view changes to a forest scene.... my alarm goes off.
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    3. World War Orange

      by , 01-19-2016 at 04:08 PM
      19/1/2016 (mon)

      Before 4.20
      ND "Problem with the Lights"
      The lights aren't working upstairs. I try the spare room and those are dead too. Fuse must have blown, or it tripped out the breakers. Heading downstairs, the layout of the ground floor all different, but I try to find the cupboard under the stairs where the circuit breakers should be. Instead the box is mounted on some kind of cabinet thing. The whole room consists of piles of random junk. Sure enough one of the switches is tripped so I reset it.

      After this we start cleaning up the room, passing bits of rubbish into a bag. A group of people are standing in a line as if waiting for a photograph to be taken. I stand next to NH from work and chat to her for a bit. Someone hands me a token that is the size of a 10p piece.

      The dream shifts to me playing a tablet game. My cousin C leans over and presses a button, telling me it is an upgrade I should have got much earlier because it is really good. The game features small monsters fighting. Across the table people were looking at pictures I'd drawn of different types of swords. They said they like them. One appears to have a word written down the blade.

      Well, it's time for a cup of tea. I collect some mugs and head into the kitchen. A female DC tries to help me make tea in a green tea pot. She says we need to put in extra tea bags, when of course it should be one for each person and one for the pot, everyone knows that!

      ND "Private Auction"
      I wander around an unfamiliar city with my friend JR. We are following MG, who keeps running ahead and then momentarily stopping to wait for us, which we just walk normally. We head through several streets and then head up a set of stairs into a station.

      As we climb the steps a young boy stops me and we speak for a while. A couple of other guys are trying to break the kid's leg. I threaten them, saying if they hurt the boy I'll do the same to them. They back down.

      Afterwards we head up the steps into the station, which turns out to be some kind of private auction, to which we are not invited. JR bids on the first item, which is a bottle of expensive wine, and then apologises for us crashing in without invites. "Add it to our fee."
      Er No, please don't, I think, wondering how much these items are worth. Everything looks expensive.

      4.50-6.30am
      Long LD 343 "World War Orange"
      The dream opened with some kind of documentary about the start of a world war. They were calling it world war orange, because of everyone trading 'Red Nukes'. Most of the footage is of missiles being fired and tanks rolling out over farmland.

      Somehow I end up riding my motorbike into the oncoming enemy forces. Various vehicles come down the road towards me - tanks, trucks, rugged adventure motorbikes, weird three wheel rickshaw things. They all seem to ignore me as I go against the flow of traffic towards their homeland, which is apparently Russia. Some of the motorbikes heading towards me look like Ducatis. That's weird. Why would the Russians ride Italian bikes? Especially into a warzone.

      I start to take out some of the smaller vehicles, causing them to crash by essentially playing chicken with them and riding straight at them. I become lucid and decide to steal one of the bikes, picking up one of the knocked over Ducati Panigale 1299s and trying to ride it. The bike refuses to start, despite all my usual tricks to try and get vehicles working. Eventually I have to fake a push bike just to get it moving, pedalling like mad to move at all.

      The road leads past a Harley dealership, so I pop in looking for a less troublesome motorbike. Inside there is a ladder up to another floor. I start to climb it, awkwardly as the ladder doesn't join up properly.

      Screw this. Might as well do part of my 2 step task and teleport. Recalling the weekly challenge task, I start to spin and focus on teleporting to an underground location with a sunken pirate ship. My spinning turned into swimming, and the sensation of water all around me. The water is murky green, but ahead I can see the wreckage of a ship and start to swim towards it. There is a massive hole in the hull, which I swim through, searching for a treasure chest.

      Finding something wooden and bulky, roughly the right size for a chest, I grab the side of it and start kicking up to the surface. The chest is heavy and keeps trying to drag me down. Persevering I finally make it to the surface and hoist the chest out onto a small dock.

      The chest is made of blue leather, with a pattern like crocodile skin. Will it contain treasure? I open it up, or rather unfold it like a package. At first it just looks like a lump of rocks and mud, but then something moves. A small crab hops out and starts bouncing all over the floor. The dock has turned into a sandy beach at this point. The sight of the hopping crab makes me happy for some reason, and I chase it around on the sand for a while in carefree joy.

      Beyond the beach, heading back inland, I find a small motorbike and jump on it, determined to not let the earlier troubles bring me down. This bike is much more responsive and I start weaving through a busy market filled with stalls. This leads back to the room with the ladders from the Harley dealership. This time it is filled with people. I recall another goal, one that I thought of before bed and hadn't posted yet.

      After taking a look around I slide my hand around the waist of a blonde woman and ask her to come with me. The nearby doors lead into toilets... hmmm, classy. There is another door that leads to a room with a guy and a girl on a bed, and a second guy watching them. I tell them to leave. The naked guy pulls out a phone and starts calling someone in protest at me stealing their room.
      "Put down the phone and leave." I command him. They all leave and I start having sex with the blonde woman.


      6.40am-7.30am
      Short LD 344 "Pushing a Motorbike"
      For unknown reasons I'm back living with my parents. They have a new house, with a large garage on the side of it. There is a motorbike parked inside, not mine, a Kawasaki from the style of the headlights. I head inside and find a table with my keys on it. The keys have all been removed from the rings and some are missing. I can't remember what they are all for.

      Back outside my Mum is standing in the garage next to the motorbike, which is now my RL bike. The garage has no back wall and leads straight into the garden. I become lucid, but in a calm, not hyper-aware mood. Unable to think of any goals I start pushing my motorbike down the garden, which leads downhill. The view over looks a valley and a forest and river below.
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      lucid
    4. Throwing Stones

      by , 01-18-2016 at 03:32 PM
      18/1/2016 (sun)

      Before 6am
      Fragments
      -My parents are staying with friends of theirs. I head over on my own to meet them. The house has large gardens. While walking towards the unfamiliar house, I wonder if her friends will recognise me. The last time we met I was probably 9 years old. Inside the house are an unusual collection of people, including my old boss DB.

      -A TV show is being filmed in a large building. I run through the room, past someone talking to a camera, messing up the take. Screw it. I find a dead end and backtrack through the shot again as they restart filming. There are narrow stairs leading up. Here there is more filming taking place, for a different show. People are talking about designing helmets for a competition. TR has submitted a design already. I pick up and study a streamlined helmet, which is like the British olympic cycling team ones in style and shape.

      -In a car as a passenger. Following a rider on a horse. The horse is at a strange angle, like 45 degrees rather than walking straight. The car is apparently stressing it out, so I tell the driver to back off a bit. The rider almost falls off but recovers. As we move lanes to go straight over at a set of lights, the horse moves out as well. Already at the lights is a giant cart thing. It rolls back and almost crushes the horse and rider.

      6.30-7.30am
      Short LD 342 "Throwing Stones"
      ST and myself are wandering around tunnels on the London Underground. The walls are decorated in mosaic tiles. An announcement booms out: The train is already at the platform and about to leave. This doesn't fill me with urgency though, we continue walking. The tunnels lead to some stairs that fold back on themselves in incomprehensible MC Escher type ways. This makes me lucid.

      After becoming lucid I start to fly upwards and backwards to get out of the dark underground tunnel. I emerge on a platform with large stone cubes instead of benches. Recalling the super strength task I try to lift the nearest one. It is easy to do, but the cube seems to have shrunk and feels really light. I pick up a few more of the stone cube seats and manage to lift one over my head, then throw it with one arm.
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    5. Recall overload

      by , 01-17-2016 at 12:30 PM
      17/1/2016 (sat)

      It's a long post... recall overload even before I get to the 3 lucids...

      Before 6am
      Fragment
      -Crazy guy who had tried to shave off his beard... and missed the bit on the end. It was growing out sideways from the side of his mouth. He was very angry and shouting at everyone else.

      ND "Spider Nest"
      I 'woke up' and found my head had been covered in thick white spiders webs, while asleep. Sitting up I start pulling all the webbing off my face and off my hair. It is sticking to my fingers, so I wipe it on the carpet next to the bed. The web is covered in tiny white spiders, a whole nest of them scurrying around on the floor. Grabbing a heavy book from the night stand I drop it onto the nest, squishing them all.

      From here, kneeling on the floor, I spot something else weird: Under the bed are a whole collection of cameras. They don't seem to be switched on though. The bedside light isn't working. In the gloom though it's clear there is someone else in the bed. A woman.

      On the pillow is another tall light with a lampshade made from a fabric veil. I try to remove the veil and switch the light on, but it doesn't seem to work either.

      ND "Size Nines"
      With BB and two other guys. A police officer tries to arrest us but he is acting very un-cop like. He threatens us. I glance at BB and his face betrays nothing, but I can tell, just a twinkle in his eyes maybe, that he has a plan. BB acts calm and goes along with the arrest, so I fall in line too.

      The officer doesn't have enough handcuffs for all of us so we walk behind him. We head down a corridor in some kind of leisure centre or pool. The officer stops and measures the other unknown guy's feet, asking which of us has size nines. I stay quiet. The officer doesn't measure my feet and we head off again down the corridor.

      As we walk past a set of double doors, the third guy ducks inside them. I momentarily consider following him, but decide to remain with BB instead.

      Ahead in the corridor are a group of people trying to move a large metal box. The officer stops to help them, so we join in as well.

      ND "Imperial Guard Fight for Jesus!"
      My Dad has written a quote on the back of a book. It was something about the truth... it sounded good, but I can't remember it. Probably didn't make real sense anyway.

      So apparently Dad is now really into Warhammer 40K and has started Space Marines... because of Egyptology? He has started making a model board that looks like an abandoned warehouse with Egyptian hieroglyphs on it. Behind me he shows off his newest piece of work: A model pen filled with tiny dinosaurs. The models are moving and roaring, it is incredible.

      Dad then starts telling me that he chose Space Marines because they fight against Jesus. Er, what?
      "Not like those Imperials! They fight for Jesus!"
      I can't help but laugh because it sounds crazy.
      "No," Dad continues "I chose Space Marines because then you get a beast army too." He indicates the dinosaurs.
      "Er, don't you mean Tau..." I reply, remembering that in Dawn of War the Tau got Kroot units which look a bit like dinosaurs.
      Dad is insistent about the Space Marines. He shows me a screen with small animated pictures on.

      The dream changes and I'm driving a car. Some idiot in a minivan tries to overtake in the outside lane while we are queueing for a set of lights. I see a gap and move into it, which pisses the minivan driver off even more.

      Leaving the vehicle I walk inside a pub. A group of people are playing cards. One of them is JA from work. Also, they are pretending to be part of the Sons of Anarchy: Most of them are wearing leather cuts. They start to sort out drinks for everyone.

      One guy who I don't recognise comes over and we hug as brothers. He warns me that he is getting his friend out of this life. He glances over to another table where a 20ish year old guy is sitting looking nervous. "We're getting out. He's mine."
      "Yeah, fine, whatever. Do what you like."
      He seems surprised by my response. I don't care and head outside. There are tables filled with patrons and the road still busy next to it. I have a false memory of leaving my dog out here and whistle.
      "Juicy! Juicy!" ...apparently the dog is called Juice, after the SOA character.
      A small wiry terrier runs over and I squat down to scratch the dog behind the ears and greet him. Juice then starts to follow me as we start to walk back to the car.

      6.30-7.10am
      Long LD 339 "Phoenix"
      I am driving like a total maniac. It's all right, because this is a dream, so no one will get hurt. I nearly hit the kerb, then take a junction without stopping. The road layout is weird, or I'm going the wrong way down a slip road... and almost end up driving into a tree lined verge. Well this is silly... why am I just driving stupid? I should really just become lucid and do something productive with this dream.

      So I acknowledge the fact this is a dream and attempt to stop the car. It has other ideas. The car fishtails across the road and collides with a tree, despite me fighting the controls. Oh well. Another dream car wrecked. I climb out and look around. The road is in the middle of a forest. Perfect for the fairy TOTY... but the scene fades.

      Hoping it is just a scene change I hold on, assuming this is not a real awakening. After staring at blackness for a while I attempt to conjure a dream scene. Instead, the bedroom forms. AB is not here though. Getting up and looking around the room at several ugly pieces of furniture, I decide to use them to complete a different TOTY, phoenix.

      Looking down at my right hand I flick it open and summon a ball of fire. It half works - there is heat coming off it but it is invisible, just a flickering haze of heat and warmth in my palm. I try the other hand and the same thing happens. Oh well. I throw the fire at the nearest cabinet and it starts to melt. The flames spread to nearby bits of furniture too.

      I concentrate on the fire in my hand to turn it red, although it looks like real flame rather than just red magical energy. Happy with my fire-producing abilities I start chucking fireballs around the room. Soon the entire room is burning.

      The original cupboard has melted to the floor in a dark mound of ash, still flaming around the edges. Willing a phoenix to rise from the ashes I concentrate and start seeing the shape of a bird start to form. It's wings seem to be formed of the same invisible fire in my hands, but much hotter. The phoenix is shrieking and twisting now, rising into the air.

      The room feels very hot now. Uncomfortably so. I decide it's time to make an exit and phase through the window into the darkness beyond but end up in the darkness of the void, wondering what to do next.

      Two of my goals require a DC, so I started thinking about forming a pub or bar where there would be plenty of people to try out some magic on. Instead a tablet forms and I start reading the dreams written on the screen, before realising the scene has formed around me already. It's another empty bedroom.

      I phase through the window again. Beyond turns out to be a regular looking street, so I levitate down to the ground. It is night time. Everyone must be asleep in bed. Well, time to wake them up. I start to climb up the wall like Spiderman, to the upper floors, and peer in a window. The room inside has a wine rack thing, but is deserted.

      The next window is much more promising. Inside, lying on the bed, in her undies, is a blonde woman. Well, hello! I tap on the glass to see if she's okay with me climbing in through the window at this time of night. She looks slightly confused, but smiles. I take that as an invitation and phase into the room.

      The blonde woman stands up on the bed and starts moving to a second bed up in an alcove on the wall. As I start to move over, completely distracted from my goals and just thinking about having sex with her, the dream fades into a real awakening.

      7.20 - 8.40am
      Medium LD 340 "Turn You to Stone"
      In a car again. This time with my Mum, Dad and sister. Dad is driving. We head into a small English village, heading down a hill with a pretty view of the town. However the road is blocked. I climb out of the car and become lucid straight away.

      Still acting on the sexual urges stirred up from the previous dream's ending, I climb the nearest wall and find a door up on the second floor. Opening it reveals a bedroom. Sure enough there is a hot girl sitting on the bed, again in just her underwear. Unfortunately there is a guy sitting across the room.

      "Excuse me. I really want to have sex with her, so you should leave." Brutal honesty. Sometimes my SC respects that, and it seems like one of those times. The guy gets up and exits the room. The woman just looks at me, almost blankly, uninterested. Bit of a turn off. I decide to persevere and see what happens.

      Thankfully, once I sit down on the bed she decides that she is interested. To my delight she wants to try a couple of other things first before getting on with it.

      When we are in the middle of having sex though, another woman enters the room. She's older, fully dressed, and, well, I'm enjoying myself just fine as things are. The other woman tries to stop us, grabbing my arm and trying to pull me off the bed. Remembering one of my personal goals, I turn to her and say "You're going to sleep now", in my finest Kilgrave impression. She curls up on the floor and starts snoring.

      The woman that I was having sex with decides to go help the woman and try to wake her up. Fantastic. Irritated, I touch the girl's shoulder and will her to turn to stone. The skin on her shoulder takes on the appearance of stone, and the effect grows, covering her entire body. So now there is a statue of a naked woman trying to wake the sleeping woman.

      Well, enough of this. I go searching for my motorbike. The bedroom door leads out into a car park. There are rows and rows of cars but no bikes, so I start turning around and looking for one. A couple of motorbikes appear, but they are weird looking. I specifically want to ride my own bike tonight.

      I start to call out my motorbike's name and searching through the car park for her. (Yes, my motorbike has a name. I don't care if you think it's weird.) The car park leads to a street. There is a bus stop with several people waiting. A group of guys are hanging around. The bus stop leads into a tunnel, and at this point I acknowledge that my attempts to summon my bike aren't working. A new approach is needed. Before thinking of anything, the dream ends.


      Short LD 341 "Pipe Cleaner"

      I am desperate to urinate but unable to find a toilet. There is a large sink/bowl thing on the floor, so I pee into that. It is out in the open, in the middle of some kind of hospital. It seems to take forever, with there being an unending amount of urine. Some people walk past while I'm standing there, peeing into the bowl. They give me weird looks, but, well, I don't think I can stop the flow.

      A nurse shows up. She starts saying I should get a check up, and that there is clearly something wrong with me. She holds up a 'medical' pipe cleaner - the single bit of wire with white bristles surrounding it. Eeeep, no, you are not going to do what I think you're planning on doing with that!

      I turn around and am confronted by a second nurse. This one is holding what can only be described as a solid, clear plastic condom type thing with sharp looking bristles on the inside. There are rows of the same contraption in packets on the shelf behind her. Yikes.
      "Stay the hell away from me!"
      I zip my trousers up and make a hasty exit.

      The hospital turns into a pub. I walk past the bar, which contains a few DCs sitting drinking. At the door, still thinking about the nurses, I decide to do a reality check. Yep. This is a dream. I almost leave the pub before recalling the TOTM and head back to the bar.

      The barman gives me a surprised look when I ask for a beer. That's a normal request to make of a barman, isn't it?
      "You want a beer?" He says, slowly, as if this is a very stupid thing to ask for.
      "Yeah. A beer."
      He raises an eyebrow, but walks away.
      "What are you drinking?" I ask the guy sitting nearby at the bar, holding some kind of elaborate cocktail. "What's wrong with the beer?"
      "The beer tastes like piss." He tells me. "This is orange juice."
      Looking around, all the other patrons seems to be drinking fruit juice too. Great. I manage to find a bar where no one is drunk. I start to walk out of the pub and wake up.
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      lucid , task of the year
    6. Another TOTY attempt

      by , 01-16-2016 at 12:19 PM
      16/1/2015 (fri)

      Before 6.30am
      ND "The Rift in the Dark Lake"
      My sister and I are swimming, but not in a normal pool. It seems the lake is surrounded by a forest, and it is night time. The water is murky from the surface, but once you dive there are amazing glowing rocks on the bottom of the pool. We play some kind of game - hide and seek maybe. My sister can hold her breath almost infinitely, whilst I, not lucid, must repeatedly return to the surface for air.

      Bored of my sister vanishing for so long at a time, I start splashing and making lots of noise. My sister returned to the surface and at the side of the pool she started making notes - the game was being scored. I thought we were just messing about playing. She docked me points for being noisy. I told her about my dive into the pool, claiming it worth the same amount of points, so my score wouldn't be negative.

      Diving down for the one last time there is something different this time. Down amongst the glowing rocks is a tear in the universe - a rift that leads to another land. I try to reach it but feel my lungs bursting. It seems to get further away the more I try to reach it.

      Disappointed, I return to the surface. My sister is now on the side of the pool and it's daytime. She shows me a plastic bag filled with tea bags, each one with a picture of an England team player printed on it. The dream ends before I can tell her about the rift.

      6.30-7.30am
      Short LD 337 "Confronting a Dementor"
      There is a road with a queue of cars moving along it slowly, leading up to a roundabout. The amount of traffic seems too much for such a small, otherwise picturesque English country town. I am walking along the side of the road with AB, my partner. We are holding hands.

      We attempt to cross the roundabout, dodging cars, and make it to the far side. The grass here looks so bright it is almost yellow. Beyond the grass is a small wood. It would be peaceful, but for the road behind. This line of thought makes me wonder if this is a dream. I RC by pinching my nose and breathing in deeply with no restriction.

      I kiss AB's hand goodbye and then float up into the air, starting to fly. No distractions. I want to get another TOTY done, but am struggling to recall them. Up in the sky is a cloaked dark figure, looking slightly like a Dementor from Harry Potter. I boost my flying speed and hurtle towards the figure as he tries to avoid me. I grab the robe as he flies past and the form vanishes, leaving just an empty lifeless black cloak.

      Down on the ground below is a scarecrow-like construction of wood and metal, some kind of golem but lifeless. One of the tasks required burning something... did it need to be something specific? Possibly. What were the other tasks?

      Fairies. Something about a fairy ring... mushrooms. Seeing the forest I start flying towards it and land at the tree line. After a couple of moments searching I spot a ring of mushrooms. They look cool. A ring of the same variety of mushroom, but all different sizes, as if they are tiny people.

      I remember reading someone else complete the task and decide to try and summon the fairies. When no-one shows, I shrink and try to enter the ring of mushrooms, but cannot, and the dream fades to black.


      False awakening. AB and my friend NH are in the bedroom. They are trying to print something. It is very noisy. I grumpily tell them to go away, wanting to try and get another lucid dream in before the alarm. After 'failing' to get back to sleep, not realising that I still was, I find my phone and try to read the dreamviews tasks of the year post.

      Instead I find a weird dream journal that another user has posted. Their dreams are about me. That's a bit weird. The name of the user is a mis-spelling of 'Jessica'. The dream entries, which mention me by my online alias 'obfusc8' rather than by name, are dated from before I even learned about lucid dreaming. Creepy.

      Before working out that this is a dream, it ends.

      Rather than get up and write notes, I attempt to chain it.

      Short LD 338 "Mix and Match Aliens"
      Darkness gives way to hypnogogics, and then a floating picture book appears. The pages contain a selection of drawings of heads, bodies and legs from various alien looking forms. I mentally flick through the pages, having no body yet - believing that the book would provide me with the body of whatever form got chosen.

      I select a spikey tall alien and feel like the dream is about to form, but instead it fades.
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      lucid
    7. Funeral / Riding on a footpath

      by , 01-15-2016 at 03:46 PM
      15/1/2015 (thu)

      Fragment
      -Taking part in a sniping/shooting competition.

      ND "Funeral"
      I am at a funeral, it is not apparent who it is for. Possibly Alan Rickman? A guy asks me to give a speech/eulogy. I remembered my Uncle's funeral and how my Dad's voice broke when he gave a speech about his brother. The same thing would happen if I tried to speak, so I believed. I've never seen my father cry, but hearing the sadness in his voice during that speech is one of the saddest memories of my life. The guy pestered me about not wanting to give the speech, constantly asking me about it.

      The dream changed and there were people playing a party console game. Their scores are posted up on the wall, along with pictures of cartoon dogs. They invite me to join the game. Another person, a young girl, starts putting in their name as 'Princess'. It shouldn't fit, as the limit is 5 characters.

      Anyway, to go with the game everyone is supposed to have injections. The others get theirs, but not me. The woman giving the injections checked my eyes to see if I was already high, not believing that I didn't already get one. She thought I was some stoner trying to get another hit. There is a mirror nearby and my pupils are dilated, so she might be right. Maybe I did take something.

      Well, we sit down to play the game, which is no longer on a console but a tabletop RPG. When it gets to my turn, another player, JK, tells me to disrupt the fight. So I describe throwing a stick at the enemy that JK is in combat with. After my turn, I spot a bed in the corner of the room. There are two ladies under the covers, giggling, they beckon me over and I get in bed with them... *adult bit snip*

      ND "Riding on the Footpath"
      I'm riding a small motorbike with an extremely thin front tyre, about mountain-bike thickness. I ride down a narrow footpath on the side of a road. There are trees and grass on the other side. A few groups of people pass but it is mostly quiet, no one seems to mind me using a motorised vehicle on the footway. The path turns into an obstacle course with wooden beams and ruts in the mud. I manage to jump and ride over them.

      A family with a push chair move along the path and so I divert onto another route, avoiding more beams of wood strewn on the ground.

      Later I get to the office. TR has already arrived and we chat. There is a mirror and on it confidential information has been written. We wipe it off with a towel. Also, we have small coins, about £2 size. They are electronic devices like smart watches but much more complex. I realise there are two of them, and give one back to TR. Someone talks about the boss taking AJB to dinner.
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      non-lucid
    8. Shapes in the clouds

      by , 01-14-2016 at 03:24 PM
      13/1/2016 (tue)

      Fragment

      -Recall holding a rifle with a scope. In an enemy base. We capture enemy soldiers. I threaten people with the gun.

      Fragment
      -Victoria ag. My family are dying of syphillis, lying in beds. Covered in red sores and scars. There is a small boy who gets in trouble. The others order him to go stand facing the window. I make the others laugh about what he did and realise it was a joke, not malicious. They forgive him.

      Short LD 335 "Back to Brighton"
      I am lost in an unfamiliar city. There are overhead signs in the street. Roads filled with traffic. I am disorientated. This must be Brighton, which is where I went to university. I should probably go see what the sitation is, because I haven't been in a while. Maybe they will kick me off the course. (The course which I finished and graduated from several years ago.)

      The streets lead to a pedestrianised shopping area. The university is just a few streets away. Sure enough, within a few minutes of walking I find the university. NH from work is with me, along with an unknown male DC. The entrance to the university is closed, but the reception desk is open. My awareness rises and I become lucid, however in the few moments that I gather my thoughts and try to work out what to do next, the dream fades to black and I wake.

      Fragment
      -Competition for a pair of motorbike boots. I put my hand up to show interest, but don't win them. My parents win a DVI cable, and Mum also gets a brown handbag thing.

      14/1/2016 (wed)

      ND -not posted due to freaky weirdness of the NSFW variety.

      6.30-7.40am
      Short LD 336 "Cloud Chimera"
      A normal dream which I can't recall turns into a false awakening in a strange room. The walls are bright yellow. I get up and have this feeling that things are not right, thinking this must be a dream. The pinched nose RC 'proves' it to be a dream.

      Seeing a dark window I phase through it and levitate smoothly down to the ground below, down a couple of floors. The area is dark and open and in the sky are storm clouds. I reach up and form the clouds into a chimera shape... well, it looks like a freaky cloud-goat-thing. I couldn't remember the other part of that TOTY. Behind the cloud-goat is a gigantic robot face formed also from the clouds. It looks like a Decepticon. I fly fast up into the sky, straight at the face. It becomes more sinister looking, but then I pass straight through it into darkness.

      The black void continues. I think about creating a new world. It starts to rain heavily, and lightning flashes all around me. I continue flying, waiting for something more substantial to form, but instead the dream fades.
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      lucid
    9. The Power of the Stars

      by , 01-12-2016 at 01:51 PM
      12/1/2016 (mon)

      Before 4.20am
      ND "Rain Catching"
      Most of the dream is spent wandering around after a strung out guy who is making an art film about war. He shows me part of it which features flags on a wall in the shape of various countries, with war like slogans appearing over the top. It is shown using a holographic projector. The guy starts waving a net on a pole back and forth over the projected image.

      The film skips to being about mass killings. The next piece is about someone killing everyone in a department store by coverinig the floor in rat poison pellets. I question this - wouldn't they have to eat the pellets to be effected? The video skips to showing hundreds of people lying dead on the department store floor, and a racoon-faced man with a beard laughing about it.

      Then it turned out to be a flash-forward, or a possible future scenario. I am in the store and everyone is still alive. One of the employees opens a card and the others gather around to read it. They start discussing the card and the rat-poison killer.

      The dream skips back to the strung out guy. He is waving the long net-on-a-pole back and forth under a gutter where rain is running down off a roof. Maybe he is trying to catch the rain in his net. I wonder if this is supposed to be some fancy analogy for war and how pointless it is. Then he gets rainwater in his eye and it blinds him. In panic he starts running through an alley between two buildings. He jumps over a footpath gate and runs away.

      At this point a woman shows up and the plot goes kinda sideways. Basically, there are two women, one I really like but who isn't that interested in me (let's call her B), and one whom I don't really care about but am sleeping with to get information ('A'). Neither of them are AB, my RL partner, and there is no mention of her at all in the plot. A is part of a drug gang, making me some sort of undercover agent working for B.

      Anyway, so while chasing after strung-out film guy, I bump into A. She seems in a good mood and invites me for coffee at a nearby cafe. She is normally broke but apparently has a large amount of cash, so I try to find out where it came from. She is evasive and won't tell me, despite a great deal of flirting, kissing and touching (with clothes still on 'cause we're in the cafe, although we are way beyond acceptable displays of public affection here... think drunken uni-house party behaviour). "Can't I just treat you, for a change?" She replies, getting tired of all the questions. I decide to back off for a bit.

      Leaving the cafe and A, I head over to B's appartment because all the foreplay has left me feeling extremely horny. There are a couple of guys who look like wrestlers heading into the appartment next to hers. B walks up while I'm standing outside the door. Damn she's hot. She questions me about A, we make out for a bit then she opens the door. It leads straight into a bedroom. I lead her straight over to the bed, but a bee flies out and attacks me. I try to fend it off and wake up twitching and trying to slap the bee away from my face. It is a few moments before I realise that there is no bee.

      4.30-6.30am
      Short LD 334 "Star Power"
      I flup through photos on my phone. There are some of me. Among the photos are videos of people dancing, and a young kid with shaving cream on his face.

      My friends JR and ST are sitting with me in a bar, drinking. We chat about dreams and I recall a (fictional) awesome dream from the night after I saw them both last. JR fell up a grass bank, or something... I try to find the dream entry on my phone but have trouble with the phone being typically unusable in a dream.

      The surroundings shift, placing me in an exam room with AB. All the desks are taken. I move a metal filing cabinet and cover it with a piece of wood to make a desk to work at. There are bags on the floor that I shove out the way. The exam involves a bag of 'Lucozade tablets'. They can be used to clean things? While trying to read the instructions I notice that the guy at the desk next to mine has undone his trousers and is playing with himself. :yuck:

      It occurs to me how utterly absurd this all is. Must be a dream. I leave and head outside, finding a children's adventure playground on a grassy hill. It is night time. There are no clouds and the sky is filled with stars. I recall the challenge task and reach up to hold a star. It feels warm, like a lightbulb, yet sharp like a jagged stone. I gently close my hand on the star and absorb the energy from it. Opening my hand the star has disappeared from the sky.

      The stars are now arranged in patterns. They look like magical symbols, or possibly Egyptian heiroglyphs. Nearby DCs are looking at me and asking what I'm doing.
      "I have the power of the stars!" I laugh.
      To demonstrate I repeat the earlier action of closing my hand around the brightest stars in the sky to absorb their power. I feel incredible, as if I just downed an energy drink and won X-fighters. What can this star power do? I try and unleash it as energy bolts and do a sort of Spiderman web shooting pose but nothing happens. Feeling a bit hyper and full of energy I do some parkour over the playground benches and climbing frames.

      At this point I recall the phoenix TOTY and think about setting fire to something, but wake up instead.
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      lucid
    10. Unicorns!!

      by , 01-11-2016 at 12:42 PM
      11/1/2016 (sun)

      ND "Big Web"

      The bedroom is painted yellow, so it's not mine. Also there are spiders webs all over it. One corner of the room is covered in a triangular trampoline-like web. A large spider is sitting in one corner of it. Better get rid of it before AB sees it and freaks. It's so large it's going to make a huge mess if squished so I look for a box to capture it in. I find a box under the bed but look back and see the spider has vanished.

      In the false awakening that follows I talk to a tall guy and then later give a description of him to some other people.

      Long LD 333 "Unicorns and Rainbows"
      Breakfast is about to be served, however I really need the toilet. The way upstairs is blocked by a large wooden cabinet. I climb over it and make it to the bathroom. After finishing my business though, the toilet is in the middle of a cafe. People are eating at nearby tables. Well this is awkward... I attempt to wipe my arse but it remains unclean. This makes me partially lucid, enough to realise that there is no need to clean myself.

      LT is standing at a nearby table with a pile of salad cuttings that she clears into a bag. We talk about the crap she posts on Facebook, most of which she blames on her children. We start heading out through the door and while walking I realise it's about time to do something with this dream and become fully lucid. Jumping and phasing through the nearest window lands me in a street, where I immediately start looking for a motorbike. None in sight, so I just concentrate on the thought and keep turning around until one appears.

      The small silver bike refuses to start. I slam the tank with my palm in irritation, but then spot a car park full of motorbikes and run over to find something else. One looks like a red VFR, that'll do. Again the bike stays silent and the engine wont start. This calls for a lucid trick - fake it. So I twist the throttle and make 'motorbike noises' and start pushing it down the road until it starts working properly. I head down the street and pick up some speed before coming to a T-Junction. Turning right takes me into a small pedestrianised square. Time to do some flying.

      Using 'superman' style, I try flying but find it slow and boring. I focus on the opposite wall of the square and attempt to zoom there, but it is still too slow. While hanging off the wall I now stare at the wall on the far side, which is formed of several brick archway-like windows. "I'm already there. I'm already there." I repeat to myself and then launch off, this time hurtling towards the archways and through them at a much more respectable speed.

      A hand waves a video tape out of a window as I fly past, so I stop to try and grab it. The hand and tape withdraw, but I decide it's time to land and try and finish off my three-step-task by transforming into a gryphon. My first attempt is by pure willpower and succeeds in making me around 12ft tall, with claws, but not really what I had in mind. There is a spaced-out blonde haired woman standing watching me. "Can you turn me into a dragon?" I ask, changing my mind about the form I want. She smiles and starts chanting a spell which rhymes like a poem. (Forgot the words, but it was cool.)

      The spell lifts me up into the air and twists me onto my back, but then dumps me into a metal cage. How rude! The stoned woman has vanished too. Well, the transformation didn't complete, but I still feel large and powerful, so I grab the bars and rip them apart.

      On a nearby table is a computer screen showing two tiny figures fighting. As I look closer they stop arguing and one of them holds out his hands. I extend my two index fingers and his tiny hands grab onto them and he pulls himself out of the screen. Neat trick. "Hey, can you turn me into a dragon?" I ask.
      "Sure. What type?" On screen are four buttons reading the elements "Fire", "Earth", "Air", "Water". I select air. The tiny figure gestures at me and a tingling sensation covers my body. My hands turn... furry? What the hell? Screw this.

      I decide it's not my night for transforming and recall another TOTY - the unicorn one. So I call out for a unicorn. Down the street behind a short wooden fence is a white horse with a single horn on it's nose. The horn doesn't stick out though, but grows out and then bends backwards towards the eyes. Also, the horse has long white hair all over. Nevermind. I climb onto the unicorn's back, noting that it has a hump that is the same shape as a motorbike tank. So I hunch down on it's back as if on a sports bike, resisting the urge to grab it's ears like handlebars.

      So I hold on around it's torso. A slightly gruff but female voice says "Oi, don't touch my boobs!"
      Instantly my stereotypical British training takes over and I start apologising profusely. "I'm so sorry... I didn't even know unicorns had boobs..."
      "Where are we going?" The unicorn asks, starting to walk forwards.
      "Well, we were supposed to skewer people on your horn, but I guess we can't do that so... portal it is."
      I throw a hand out forwards, towards the far end of the street. A doorway of darkness forms with tiny stars beyond. As the doorway opens slightly further I can see there are now white clouds beyond. The unicorn starts to charge at the portal. I cling on. The portal starts to close. "No, open open open!" I widen the portal a bit but it is still trying to close. I wonder if we are going to make it. The unicorn doesn't see to want to go any faster, she won't be rushed.

      We squeeze through just as the portal closes. The floor is made of fluffy white clouds. Around us stand some angelic like figures who all have unicorn horns on their heads, which are rainbow coloured. They are gliding around without wings. Further off there are some bizarre rainbow trees stretching up to the sky.
      "We made it!"
      The unicorn trots forwards into this strange unicorn-heaven type place, and I wake up.
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    11. A little bit lucid

      by , 01-10-2016 at 03:26 PM
      10/1/2016 (sat)

      Before 6am
      FLD "The Nicest Sink in the World"
      A guy was having trouble with his ipod and asked me something. Later on I found his phone and realised he googled how to get to the next track. Didn't want to look stupid, I guess. Well, it's time to go back home, so I wait for several cars to pass before opening the car door and getting out.

      I felt impatient, wanted to get home. Running is difficult, and I acknowledge that running is only difficult for me in dreams, so this is a dream. No flash of lucidity or rise in awareness takes place though. I struggle to run and end up at home. A group of people discuss a special promotion that allows you to get a new 'device id' and unlock your phone. Ignoring them I try to get into the next room by attempting to phase through the wall. Halfway through I get nervous about losing the dream and step sideways into the door.

      The next room has a huge television set. As soon as I sit down the room fills up with people. MS walks over to me and start talking about work stuff - "the changing address problem". Also there is a problem with the motorbikes? I find gum in my mouth and put it into a tissue.

      The situation goes a bit screwy here: We are now preparing for a fight. Several other DCs are holding baseball bats and discussing tactics. I get given a heavy looking stick. They also hand out sugar coated nuts. They are all different shapes, like different nuts are underneath - cashews, brazils, I try a few and they taste good. One DC washes their baseball bat in a sink, exclaiming: "This is the nicest sink in the world."
      Erm... okay.

      6-8.30am
      Short LD 332 "Animated Magazine"
      I'm in the living room of my house browsing the web on my laptop while in the background the TV is on. A music channel. The music is terrible, not my sort of thing, but the videos are full of ladies in underwear and heels dancing around.

      In walks my sister, declaring it is time to watch Sesame Street. She does something with the remote and the music video jumps to the laptop screen. The room has changed. It is now the office. Realising this isn't really the place to watch erhem 'music videos', I turn it off.

      The guy at the desk next to mine takes a bowl of fruit off my desk and mixes it in to some Angel Delight. It looks tasty, but he doesn't offer any to me. There is a candle on the desk which is exactly the same colour as his pudding, although with a white wick sticking out of it.

      Feeling hungry I decide to go get some food. Ctrl-Alt-Delete doesn't lock my screen, just changes the desktop picture. Oh well, it doesn't matter, this is a dream.

      At the exit to the office I find a shelf full of books. They seem to be graphic novels and comics. One set is called Shadowman and looks interesting. A crowd of people have also gathered to look at the books, so I attempt to put them back on the shelf. They no longer fit, so I dump them on sideways and make my departure.

      Outside I head towards my motorbike, planning to ride home. My keys have a tiny dog attached to them. It wakes up, a tiny mass of white fur, and starts yipping at me. This seems kind of impractical, to put a dog on a key chain. Surely it gets squished against the keys when in a pocket? Still, the keys seem to be required to open a nearby door, but the scene fades.


      False awakening. Lying in bed I find a pair of my jeans dumped on top of the covers. I consider getting up but then decide to sleep some more. Then it occurs to me this is still a dream. Next to the bed is a magazine. I find it is clear and easy to read, despite the darkness of the room. I become lucid and start flipping through the pages, wondering if I can make it a bit more exciting.

      The pages mention European Stock. Boring. Needs more... lingerie models... flipping the page I find an animated scene of a woman in a long dress sitting on a swing. It looks like a Harry Potter newspaper, the text all static but the images moving. The swing is suspended from a tree with living vines and covered in ivy shaped leaves. A man in a suit walks up and kisses the lady on the swing. I try to step into the scene and instead everything goes black.


      The scene reforms in a theatre. A rehearsal for a play is going on. An actor that looks like Ronnie Barker walks out on stage along with a short old woman. The woman says Ronnie's line. "Yes, I know." He replies irritably.

      Suddenly a flying robot hovers over to them. They both looked shocked. Behind them a small robot stomps out. It looks like the barrel of a mini-gun. I'm a DO and attempt to influence or gain a body, but instead lose the scene again.

      This time I'm with my sister walking through a covered market in a foreign country. A Chinese woman comes and opens a locked door for us. "Share share" I say. (Phonetically, that's "thank you", I think...) The woman nods and smiles, opening the door. It leads into a small tea shop. My sister is interested in several small white pots, possibly tea pots but not in a usual shape. I briefly become lucid, remembering that it is impossible for me to be in China, but then wake up.
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    12. Dragon TOTY completion

      by , 01-09-2016 at 03:08 PM
      Sooo spellbee2's competition requires me to start one of these here DJ things... might as well start it off with my first TOTY completion...

      9/1/2016 (fri)

      Before 5.30am
      ND "Lunch with Ultron"
      I am Batman, gliding through a city using my cape, in the style of the Batman Arkham games. A guy dressed like Black Panther is hovering around on a surfboard - like Silver Surfer but a bad guy. He is fighting with the police, throwing bombs and shooting at them with magic projectiles. Before I can join the battle it is over: The police knock him off the board and he backflips off it and runs away.

      The board shatters into glowing shards which I collect, believing them to be a dangerous substance, possibly uranium. Down a side street is a figure lurking. I start to shadow him, just checking what he is up to. He passes through a pedestrianised area. I continue following him, staying one street away and always spotting him at the next junction.

      He wanders into a small shop and attempts to rob it. With the shopkeeper and some other DCs we stop the robbery and the guy gets killed. The DCs tell me not to worry because the man was ex-military? We drag the body out into the street, which is now a muddy track with a grave dug in it. We dump the body in the ready dug grave and I start walking away.

      The road turns into a tunnel filled with fractal patterns. The whole place shifts and warps. I try to get out but end up being dragged into it, moving through this collapsing warping tunnel.

      This abruptly ends as I get given a phone with a puzzle game on screen. I quickly solve the puzzle and AB, my partner, asks how long it took me. About 9 seconds.

      We are now sitting at a dinner table with AB's family. Her father asks about smart watches and I'm about to show him my Christmas present - a fitbit, but everyone at the table has one. CL has one which is a flexible piece of plastic which shows a digital display on it. AB's sister TL then starts putting a stack of CDs into a drawer.

      We walk through into a jail cell and get served lunch. Ultron comes and sits down next to me. "How's taking over the world going?" I ask him. He shrugs and replies "Okay." Seeing a robot shrug makes me laugh and wake up.

      5.30-8am
      Medium LD 330 "Big City"
      Forgot most of the pre-lucid details... there is an old guy. He is skinny-muscular, sinewy, and everyone is referring to him as 'grandfather', though I know my grandparents are all dead. The room is a sort of kitchen and there is food on the table. I find a green plastic joke ring on my finger and take it off.

      Grandfather asks how I want my room to be decorated. On a piece of paper I start to write "blue". The pen glides over the paper, smooth and effortless, barely touching it. My sister leans over my shoulder and starts writing "purple" instead.

      The dream changes to me trying to sleep in a long large room filled with boxes and junk. Some DCs show up and start testing out some kind of electronic kit that creates background music during recordings. It is extremely loud. Pissed off with the noise, I get up and leave, becoming lucid.

      Outside in the city I start talking to a guy and asking about the "grandfather" guy from earlier, asking what all that was about, but the DC doesn't give any useful answers. I start to fly through the city, which is vast. The buildings are all skyscrapers and it feels crowded.

      Recalling the dragon TOTY I decide to give it another shot. The sky is grey and cloudy, so there is no shadow to focus on for the transformation this time. Instead I take some deep breaths to bulk up a bit. It seems a struggle to transform, so I ask a DC for help. He gestures vaguely in my direction. I feel my body shift and my arms turn into wings.

      The city is still huge and the thought of trying to destroy all of it is a little daunting. I ask the same DC if there are any villages. He tells me to head south. I start flying but find my wings uncooperative, too small to lift my body. Also, the ends of my wings have reverted to hands.

      I decide to try and get to a village first, then fix the transformation issues. Ignoring the wings I start to fly fast instead, rapidly moving through the city skyline. The city just continues on towards the horizon. The dream fades.


      Medium LD 331 "Destroying the Town"

      Familiar WILD sensations. The white ceiling bulges and distorts. I wait for things to calm down and stabilise before standing up and heading out the nearest window.

      A garden surrounded by tall brick walls covered in vines is outside. I start to climb the wall, thinking again about the TOTY. There is gum in my mouth. I spit it out and decide to find something to eat to act as a transformation trigger.

      On the flat roof I find some mossy plant thing and rip it out of the stone. It doesn't taste of much. While I'm chewing on the moss, a small silver dragon about the size of a dog lands nearby. It sits and watches me in silence. I copy it's form to transform into a dragon myself. This time the form has four legs, the wings are not my 'arms' .

      Taking to the skies I can see this place is much smaller than the city from the last dream. It consists of an oil refinery type factory and a few smaller buildings. It seems someone is already doing my job: Hulk is ripping through the oil refinery and the structure is already weakening. You won't steal my task completion!

      I join in and start smashing through the supporting pillars, causing the huge building to collapse into rubble. The devastation of the walls falls out over the other buildings, turning the entire area into a heap of tangled metal struts and broken stone.

      While sitting on top of the enormous mound of rocks I see several DCs hurry into the wreckage looking for survivors. Hmm. What shall I do now? I wake up.
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