12-20-2012
Some action going on and a few friends and I had to jump on some motorcycles to get away. I got on the biggest one. Riding was amazing and realistic. Torque/two-finger clutching/trying to keep the wheels on the ground/etc. Ripping through an apartment complex, doing laps and trying to get the handling right as the bike kept trying to get away from me.
12-29-2012
1) Playing ping-pong with exploding ping-pong balls, against someone else. On each side of the table, we had make-shift forts and other obstacles that we would use for defense. The game ended up moving out into the back yard at some point. Eventually, the method of play became a close-quarters game, instead of launching the balls across the table. We were grappling and I pushed one of the exploding balls into my opponents mouth, and covered his face with a cardboard divider. The balls had tiny fuses on them, though, and before the his went off, I threw away the cardboard shield and let him go, because I really didn’t want to actually blow his head off.
2) All I remember is my neighbor’s house getting attacked by werewolves. I was moving the people in my own house out, while seeing someone in my neighbor’s house getting mauled up against a blinded bedroom window.
01-11-2013
I was being tortured, along with some woman, by a militant group of Carribbean or African ‘pirates’. They cut off my leg at about the shin for being non-compliant, and I just stared the leader down, the whole time he was doing it, to show that I would not break. This was a very painful dream, and the process was absolutely agonizing. I was screaming inside. It was unbearable. The bandit leader threatened to shove a long stick (which he had a specific name for, and I can’t think of it) down into the bloody stump – slowly, punishingly. I was going to tell him to do what he felt he must, but the girl pleaded that he stop and said that we would join his rebel group (which was the man’s goal all along). She didn’t want to see me tortured anymore. The leader made a threat that, if we ever double-crossed him after joining his gang – now that we were apparently a part of it – he would skin us alive with the spinning back wheel of his dirt-bike.
01-16-2013
I was in a snowy setting, playing around near a set of train tracks. Swinging an arm around, I smacked it into the base of a tree, surprisingly knocking it over onto a passing train and derailing it. It wasn’t long before the engineer and the rest of the crew came around, angrily, looking for the cause of the problem, but I don’t remember much after that.
01-17-2013
Sank two train cars in a harbor.
01-18-2013
With some shady character and Todd. Pulled some kind of caper (and I had a short spar with the character), then some old dude on a bike started following us, talking on his phone to the cops and telling them everything about what we looked like and where we were going (we were also on bikes). Once we got cornered, we confronted the guy.
I suspected I was dreaming and tried to levitate a rock. It worked. I told everyone that I had this controlled, because it was my dream, and I made the snitch levitate, to prove it.
01-19-2013
I was in a bar and a bunch of armed robbers came in, causing chaos.
Realized I was dreaming and jumped over a table to go confront them. Had some fun with them and Hadoukened one of the female thugs through a wall in a hallway.
01-25-2013
Was riding with some people and went to a shopping center that housed a police station. One of the guys in the back seat apologized pre-emptively and held up a pistol, jumping out of the car and running into the station. Not wanting to wait around to see what happened, the rest of us said “screw this”and took off, hearing a single shot from inside the police station as we passed by it. Turned out the boy had killed himself in front of the cops (or committed suicide by cop; I don’t know the details of which). MJ was in much of the dream (being a huge B, for the most part, but we ended up talking to each other).
01-29-2013
1)In a front yard and trying to fight off a guy who had run a friend of mine over in a large, menacing-looking tractor thing.
I had become lucid for a moment, while kicking his ass, but don’t really remember much of it, at this point.
2) Trying to stop Zachary Quinto from becoming a werewolf, though he seemed really determined to. Also lucid. I remember grabbing him by the face, during the early stages of his transformation, and trying to 'will' him to stay human. Don't remember whether or not it worked, though.
02-02-2013
Another parking lot shooting – this time it was a shootout between some hothead in my group of friends, and who I believe to have been some random redneck. I almost caught a bullet in the neck, while running for cover inside the store. It broke through some glass and whizzed right by me. The police came, eventually. I had a pistol hidden in my car that I almost got in trouble for, but the cop was cool, and knew I wasn’t involved in the shootout.
02-05-2013
1) In some swampy area, I was using tree branches to cross gator-infested water, crawling and swinging from them as if they were trapeze. On the far end of the wetlands, and dropped down to the ground, which began to move, and wound up proving that I was standing on the scaly back of an impossibly-large, 100+ ft. long alligator, which began to wake up from its slumber.
2) I was in a school, watching some family movie. Someone asked if I liked it, and I could only remember that it was decent. Later, I was walking through the halls with my friend JCS, carrying sword replicas or some other mock-blades. While we were at the lockers, an old friend of my parents walked by, whom I haven’t seen since I was back in Houston.
I become lucid and began using telekinesis to confirm it. Another older woman walked by (who kind of looked like L, from my present job). Waving my hand and focusing my mind, I pulled someone’s nearby wig off of their head and tied the strands of hair to [the woman who looked like L]’s real hair as she walked down the hall. She shared a laugh about and asked how I did it. I explained the whole lucidity thing, briefly. Some of the nearby people started talking about getting pizza, so I created some in an oven that happened to be nearby. A party eventually started and there was a really hot cosplay chick working a stand of something. I took her outside to hang out, and it was your typical BBQ atmosphere. I remember some intense, evil chick hanging out near the fence – standing next to a sinister weapon that radiated bad energy – and something about a tiger. The tiger was friendly to me, though. The last thing I remember was beginning to start something with the hot cosplay chick...
...but I was woken up by the sound of my daughter knocking on my bedroom door to ask me for a dollar. -_-
02-07-2013
Dream One
”Jedi Justice”
The first thing I remember is sex with an old g/f. In the middle of it, for some reason, I had left the room and gone into the kitchen. My mom was in the kitchen, and started telling me about what we had to eat, so I got hungry (and distracted) and made myself a plate, having to put both the food and the BBQ sauce in the microwave, because they were both apparently too cold to eat. I went back in the room, set the food down on my desk, and my ex and I went back at it for another round.
Later, after she had gone to sleep, I was BSing with some friends in a dorm-like room. Something happened where I had to put something away before too many people got a hold of it, but I don’t remember what it was. A few of the guys followed me into the room, but I quickly ushered them out because the girl was sleeping. The two friends I was with were in a huge rush to go ‘somewhere’, but didn’t seem to be able to settle on where it was they wanted to go. We all ended up arguing over what we were going to do with our time.
By this time, we were out on a highway at night. There was a motorcycle left alone in a median, and we all stepped over to get a good look at it, thinking about taking it for a joyride. Out of nowhere, this chick looking like Mi’chonne from
The Walking Dead comes riding up on a bike of her own. Seeming to know that we were thinking about stealing the other bike, she kicks it over, off of an embankment, and it falls into a [quite random] ice-covered puddle on the highway, sinking beneath the street. Not wanting to be connected to this destruction of property, my group and I ran like Hell.
We got back to our (now futuristic-looking) school area, trying to keep a low profile so that we wouldn’t be tracked down over the fallen motorcycle.
The downstairs lobby of this place was enormous, and it was there that I became lucid, trying to keep myself out of sight of the authorities that I know were going to be chasing us. I tried to fly up to the high second floor, where our dorms were, but couldn’t stay off the ground, so I ended up taking the stairs. Moving through the hallways, I passed a classroom with a gorgeous dirty-blonde co-ed and took her with me into a nearby bathroom stall.
I was pretty aggressive with her, at first, but it seemed she wasn’t into it at all. The more I pressed myself against her and rubbed her body, the more she froze up and shuddered, staring at me with wide-frightened eyes, as if she wanted me to stop, but was too afraid to say anything. After a moment of attempted foreplay, it seemed way to creepy, and almost like I was trying to rape her, so I decided to leave it alone and leave the bathroom stall. An enormous group of other DC’s had gathered outside the stall, obviously responding to the girl’s ‘distress’. So, I just willed myself to ‘dash’ right through them, coming out on the backside of the mob and continuing through the hallways, meeting up with my friends from earlier.
It wasn’t long before the ‘cops’ found us, and began trying to attack us…with lightsabers, of all things. And enormous lightsaber/force battle broke out, myself using telekinesis to strip men of their lightsabers and use them against themselves. At one point, one of the agents through his own lightsaber toward a disarmed partner, and I used my own lucid telekinesis to redirect the sheathed saber over toward myself, while it was in mid-air, then having two sabers to rip through the remaining police force with. Most of the fighting involved quick, evasive attacks while I was running through the lobby, away from the growing number of patrolmen.
I remember one instance of the dream beginning to fade, so I looked at my hands (which were, at first, all green and gooey, as if they were melting) and quickly began to bring things back into focus. After all of the opponents had been defeated, I took some time out to recall of the things that had happened in the lucid so far, knowing that I would have to try to wake myself up soon, so I could remember it all.
Dream Two
"Lil' Biker Chick"
I was a woman in this – somewhat scantily clad, and resembling my Thalia Darkthorne character. I’d stolen a rickety, black moped one night and stashed it in a random neighborhood. The next day, I went to retrieve it from this old guy’s house, where I’d stashed it among a bunch of old motorcycles. He saw me hovering around his bikes and came out to confront me, so I walked away nonchalantly, avoiding him. While I was gone, some little girls, who had seen me eyeing his bikes, came over and put chains all around them, effectively locking my own (stolen) bike in with them. This left me no choice but to actually talk to the man who lived there, and try to persuade him to hand over the bike, while trying not to tip him off that it was stolen. Of course, being the hot as chick that I was portraying in this dream, he was all smitten, and was buying into everything I said. I don’t believe I got the bike right then and there, though…
It wasn’t until later. I was outside of some bar, and a bunch of country boys pulled up in big trucks and motorcycles. They were selling the motorcycles, and one of them happened to be the piece of shit moped that I’d stolen. I remember talking to them about buying it, but nothing after that.
02-08-2013
Dream Fragment One
At some outdoor school function. People were trying to make themselves famous by shooting up the function, so they kept showing up with guns and we kept having to take them out before someone innocent was killed. We took out at least a dozen people, before one of the people in my group accidentally discharged his weapon and shot my mom in the stomach (an earlier bullet grazed her side). It was horrible. I cried over her while she died in my arms.
Dream Fragment Two
I remember waking up to the sound of jets flying around outside. I watched them for a while, out my bedroom window, and they all seemed to be flying ridiculously low to the ground. Later, mom, her b/f and I were all smoking cigs outside. Neighbor was playing with a boomerang and it went over our fence and then costed back over into the yard between ours. I hopped the fence to go get it and mom's b/f was trying to beat me. I then won some kind of bet where I could get anything I want from a heavy Spanish chick. I chose to receive oral from her, but it was interrupted by a sudden, live FPS scenario that was a mix between really happening and being some new edition in a video game shooter franchise. I don’t remember much of it, though.
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