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    1. All of My Dream Signs in One. June 5th 2012.

      by , 06-06-2012 at 03:42 PM (Dream Journal)
      Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

      This was a very odd dream. It seemed to have a bit of each of my dreamsigns in. 2 wierd dreams that morning

      The first dream sign was school. I was wlaking around school waiting for my exam to start. There were lots of people crouding round ready to go in. All I was wearing was a jacket type thing and shoes. Nothing else. Finally I went inside, and soon realised I was almost naked. I didn't care and just sat in my seat. The topic of this exam was something VERY odd. Can't remember what though. I was the given a really wired peice of equiptment to use. I don't even think anyone did the exam. We just walked out and went back to normal. I saw the younger people eating from something. Like tribal people. I then went up to a fat kid and said "Don't be a greedy faggot!" and walked off listening to trivium. Then a riff from ashes of the wake came in to the song. Soon my sister walked round the corner.(second dream sign) and told me to follow her. We both walked around a corner and surprisingly I saw a rollercoaster that I had seen in a dream before. The exact same one. On the way up to the rollercoaster, we saw 2 people who looked like fable characters. We then climbed the stairs which were very high in about 3 seconds flat. At the top was my mother instead of my sister. I told her that I did not want to go on this ride, so I went to go down the stairs again, terrified of the height. Before I done that, a guy told me I could take the lift with him down to the bottom, so I walked over to it and went in. It was bigger inside than it was outside. When I was going down, the lift was shaking so violently I could not keep my balance, I was scared shitless D:. At the bottom, it was posh and looked like my drama studio at school. It had brown wooden floors and red wallpaper and mats. I somehow sensed a mammoth run out of the lift (skyrim dream sign) and chase me. I set some minecraft TNT to try and kill it. (Minecraft dream sign). It's health dropped a little but I didn't stop, I just ran out and set more TNT. Which did not go off. I soon sprinted out of the doors and found myself in the same dark field where I met the fable characters. I used a skyrim shout and lost the mammoth behind me. I finally spoke to the fable people and danced with them The dream ended after that.

      That's all for today. All of my dream signs in one dream...how odd.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    2. Few very short lucid dreams

      by , 06-06-2012 at 02:36 PM
      I've been under a lot of stress after moving into the new home, so I can see why I haven't been having any good dreams lately. I finally have access to my computer after the move, so I can put in my dream from the other night. I've been having realistic non lucid dreams lately.

      Dream 1:
      I was at my parent's house down in the basement. My brother and his gf were there and she had made a seven layer pink cheese cake. My dad was cutting the cake and I remember I asked for a good sized piece. It was pretty tasty. I suddenly said to myself, "this is a dream." and I became lucid. I floated up the stairs and was so happy to have a lucid dream that I could feel myself drifting out of lucidity. I remember reading that I should spin in a circle and for some reason that should work and it did for a bit, but eventually i did wake up. (So I closed my eyes, relaxed and tried to have another lucid dream).

      Dream 2:
      I fall asleep quick and start dreaming right away...I find myself at my grandparent's house (all my grandparents have passed). In my dream at first my grandpa doesn't look like my grandpa but I know it's him. Hard to explain...anyways as I'm walking into the kitchen I again tell myself, "this is a dream." I get excited and decided to talk to my grandpa. (I had read to talk to the ones you love in your dreams and what not to get answers you are seeking blah blah blah so I thought I would try it out.) I ran up to him and gave him a hug. My grandma wasn't there. I asked him how he was doing and that I miss him. I asked him were grandma was. He said she wasn't here at the moment but he would tell her that I said hello. He smiled at me and said he was proud and said he had to go soon. So I turned around and decided to go out to the garage and think of something to do in my dream. I walked out side and it looked like my grandparent's garage and then as i walked out to the yard the street became an old fashioned location. People were riding buggies and horses around. I decided that it would be fun to ride a horse. I kept asking my dream to give me a horse but nothing happened. I saw a police officer and ran up to him and asked him if he could help me find a horse. He was friendly in my dream and so he waved down this woman riding a horse. She stopped for a second and said she couldn't give me the horse. I noticed I was getting frustrated and I was afraid it would wake me up so I gave up on riding the horse. It began raining and so I walked into a building with the policeman. He was following me around for some reason and I couldn't get him to leave. I looked out the window and I noticed that there was an ocean and it was about to storm. The skies were getting very dark and I noticed I started to feel frightened. I walked outside and asked my dream to make it sunny again. It took my several attempts to get the sun to come out but when it did it was so beautiful. I woke up...

      Dream 3:
      I was in my car driving home from work. Very realistic, so realistic that it took me awhile to realize if I was dreaming or not. I did become lucid because I realized again I was dreaming. However, I didn't know where I wanted to go and since I was already in the car driving, I found it hard to control the car once lucid. It was too much to handle and so I think that's what woke me up.
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable , lucid
    3. Notes

      by , 06-06-2012 at 02:19 PM (School 2)
      I see a cute DC. We play.

      Updated 06-15-2012 at 12:41 AM by 25261

      Categories
      lucid , side notes
    4. Past, present and future - Shinave

      by
      Hyu
      , 06-06-2012 at 12:38 PM (Hyu's Adventures)
      Too much conversation.
      Some things are going to be phrased incorrectly etc, I tried to patch it up as well as I could.
      Usually I use pink and brown to color code female and male DC voices, but there's 2 women this time,
      so I'll use pink and green, pink being Yuya.


      There's no more messing around.
      Going anywhere but Haven feels dangerous.
      Whenever I'm on the plane I can feel the Templars scanning for my aura.
      It is inevitable that they will find me if I linger for too long.
      Haven is one of the only places I feel safe. The barrier prevents them from locating my aura when I'm here.

      But I cannot remain here forever.
      Not only am I imprisoning myself here until I tackle the Templar issue, I'm doing the same to Yuya.
      The Templars are after her as well.
      In fact they're probably after everyone, the whole team from back then... back when lucids still came naturally to me.

      There is only one solution.
      I will fight them.
      But not alone; that would be utter suicide.
      I will gather the old team, the team with whom I fought the evils of this world back in the days.

      I feel like a hero, about to embark on a long and difficult journey.
      First I will gather a team capable of surpassing the strength of the Templars.
      And then I will have to come up with a plan to beat them.
      Because this is what I do. This is what I have always done.
      Regardless of how much more powerful my enemy is, regardless of what it takes, I will beat them.
      Because I am dragon.

      "So... who will we find first?"

      It is scary being in company of a serious Yuya.
      I'm used to her playful and innocent self.
      Not the one capable of carrying the weight of a world.
      The whole atmosphere has changed.

      "Silver?"
      "... No. We will find Silver last. I'm not sure how to convince him to join us yet."
      "Will he not want to join us?"
      "I'm not sure. Back then he fought with us to pay for his sins. But he has already given back so much to this world."
      "True..."
      "I will convince him. You know I have my ways with words."
      "Yes. If there's anyone who can motivate him it is you. You're the only one he listens to."
      "So, if not Silver..."

      "Shinave"
      "..."
      *sigh*
      "You're making me meet her again huh?"

      "Yes. We will meet with the goddess of ice."
      "Alright then... I know where she is. I sure hope you know what you're doing."
      "Probably."

      I most certainly do not. Why is Yuya somewhat reluctant to meet with her again?
      Did we part on bad terms?
      Meh, it will come to me eventually.
      These memories have a habit of popping up whenever I need them lately.

      Yuya opens a rather odd looking portal and it seems to take her quite a considerable amount of energy to do so.
      Right... we'll mask our auras. It should buy us enough time for a meeting and to get back before the Templars find us.
      We hop through the portal and end in a rather odd looking place.


      It's an old temple of sorts. Parts of it are covered with rather beautiful ice crystals, but most of them are broken.
      Right. The goddess of ice. Or rather the person who used to be the goddess of ice.
      Back then two gods fought together with us.
      The goddess of ice: Shinave; and the god of fire: Ifrit
      Yeah... there was 6 of us I think.
      The 3 gods Shinave, Ifrit, Yuya, and Silver, Selene and myself.
      I will reunite all of us... somehow...

      We walk through the old temple, searching for Shinave.
      I have a feeling that she's here somewhere, even though I cannot sense any aura besides Yuyas and my own at all.
      I can feel the Templars scanning the entire plane though.
      Their searching pattern reminds me of that of a computer rather than that of a sentient being.
      They are perfectly coordinated.
      But it will take them hours to track me down with my aura masked.

      "You have some guts to show up here after what you've done."
      "Indeed..."

      The voice coming from behind caught me by surprise, but I'm not showing that I was off guard.
      I turn around slowly and full of confidence.
      Shinave.


      Her eyes look young, but she's clearly older than Yuya or myself.
      She has long white hair, deep blue eyes, very similar to Yuya's, and a rather pale skin.
      A wise woman, once one of the most well known gods.
      But now she lives in a seemingly abandoned temple.
      And somehow I get the feeling that it is my fault.

      "How are you?"

      She answers me with a small hand gesture that's not really saying much.
      Is she mad at me? Is she mad at us?
      I feel that she is in some way, yet it also feels like the complete opposite.

      "And how are you... Yuya?"
      "I'm alright... mother."

      mo... Mo... I... wait what?
      Nonono.
      Oh shit.
      Fuck my life.
      Goddess of ice, goddess of water... yeah. Am I fucking retarded? How did I not remember that.
      And I have... with Yuya... oh my god...
      Yeah, I might be screwed.

      "You haven't talked to me in a long time."
      "I have not. Not after you suggested that I shouldn't try to bring Hyu back."
      "It was a bad idea."
      "Yet here I am."
      "Yet here you are."
      "I guess I should be impressed that you managed to find your way back after what happened."
      "I should also kill you for what you have done."

      She approaches me without changing her facial expression.
      I'm at a complete loss. I can't tell if she's serious.
      Well. She is. But there's something more. Something she isn't telling.
      She stands right in front of me and stares into my eyes.
      I don't blink.

      She hugs me tightly.
      What?

      "I hate you Hyu. I hate you so much."

      She starts crying and grabs more tightly onto me.
      I'm getting mixed signals here.
      But somehow I understand. She wants to hate me, but she can't. She cannot help but love me for whom I am.
      She looks deeply into my eyes again.

      "You've sent my daughter towards certain death you know."
      "Stop! It's too early."
      "No."
      "Yes it is! It is too early for him to remember!"
      "Maybe. But there's no choice. He must remember."
      "And then what? What if he does remember?"
      "What if he realizes that he has cheated? Then what? What if he dies if he remembers that?"

      "If he abides by the rules then yes, he will die."

      ... yeah.
      I don't like everything I'm hearing, but I do want to know.
      And I am so close. I can remember parts on my own. The puzzle is fitting itself together as we speak.
      A tiny nudge in the right direction and I'll remember everything.
      I look at Yuya and say reassuringly:

      "Am I the type who abides by the rules?"

      She can't help but smile for an instant, but then quickly puts on a serious face again.

      "It's too soon."
      "Yes. And bringing him back is impossible, yet here he stands. And yet here you stand."
      "..."

      I'm beginning to remember on my own.
      Because I need to remember.
      Because now is the time to remember, even though Yuya suggests otherwise.

      "We all fought together. We fought many evils. But there was one we simply could not beat."
      "... the Templars."
      "13 of them there were, and only 6 of us, but that was not the issue."
      "The issue was that one of them was a true immortal, and the 12 others had their lives linked to him."
      "All 12 of them were unkillable as long as the 13th was alive. And he had perfected the art of combat."
      "He was supposedly unbeatable. And even if he would be killed, due to his immortality he would just resurrect."
      "Yes..."
      "So I came up with a plan."

      "You did come up with a plan."
      "You always did, regardless of how hopeless the situation was."
      "But this plan I did not like."

      "This plan I did not like."
      "But it was yours."
      "It was mine."
      "I didn't choose it because it was a good plan, I chose it because it was the only plan."
      "Indeed..."

      ... what a horrible plan it was.
      I have trouble saying the words, but they must be said.

      "... Yuya would give her life to allow Silver to cast the ultimate spell."
      "I would hold the Templar in place."
      "And Silver would kill him with this spell, and the both of us in the process."

      ...

      "This would send the Templars soul to hell. Because that's where immortals go."
      "But immortality means you only have to spend a single minute, and then you are reborn."
      "And I have the phoenix wings. I can move through the realms. I can go to hell once I am dead."
      "Even after dying, my soul should have an afterglow of energy, enough to go there and challenge him."
      "One minute to do the impossible. One minute to kill the soul of the only one who ever perfected the art of combat."
      "And all of that without any energy left."
      "But if I would kill his soul, he would truly die. You cannot be reborn without a soul."

      "The plan was ludicrous. All of you would die for certain, for a glimpse of a chance to do the impossible."
      "But it would cripple the Templars for years."
      "It would... And it has."
      "But things did not turn out according to your plan."

      "Fortunately they did not. If they did we would be dead."
      "So how did you kill him? And how is my daughter still alive. And how are you?"

      ...

      "How I won the fight in hell... I truly do not know."
      "I do not believe in miracles. But if they do exist, then this was one."
      "We were joined in hell by our swords, and fought for a full minute without any energy."
      "A true old-fashioned sword fight."
      "I didn't stand a chance of course. He had figured out the perfect technique."
      "But for some reason beyond me, as we danced in the fires of hell with our swords clashing..."
      "..."
      "I stabbed him in his chest."
      "He never made a mistake, there was never any opening. I never figured out the perfect technique."
      "Yet it happened. Neither one of us did understand. And I released the last bit of energy I had left in me into my blade..."
      "And his soul evaporated. He died the true death."

      "And then...?"
      "And then I died."

      ...

      "But how?"
      "If you die you have to pay the price. Unless you are immortal you have to pay your soul."
      "That is what dying is."
      "But I never had a chance to give my soul."

      Shinave's expression changes. She understands.

      "The dragon within me. The dragon soul I shared my body with."
      "He gave his soul before I had a chance to give mine."
      "And with the price paid, I was no longer bound to the world of the dead... so I left... so I came back."
      "And then I approached Yuya's lifeless body. And I summoned the true phoenix wings, and I brought back her soul from the dead and resurrected her."

      "So you did use your one resurrection."

      She sighs.

      "So not only is the dragon soul, the one who taught you the ways of the dragon, no longer with you; but you also sacrificed your near infinite source of energy. The phoenix catalyst."
      "That is the price the phoenix must pay to perform a resurrection, and the reason why he can perform only one."
      "But these were the reasons why you were so strong. The dragon soul and the phoenix catalyst. And now you have none of them."
      "A small price to pay."
      "A truly huge price to pay."
      "Perhaps, but the choice was an obvious one."
      "It was not. You could have used the catalyst to destroy the remaining templars."
      "And let Yuya be dead?"
      "..."
      "It would have been the logical choice."


      "Pff... logic. Yes, I might have noble goals, some people may even have called me a hero."
      "But I truly am a fool and you know it. I do not regret having made that choice."
      "And I love you for having made that choice. You saved my daughter."

      "We all paid a huge price back then. Selene died. Silver managed to get back for some reason which is beyond me."
      "The council of gods was destroyed."
      "But the Templar died. And now they are mortal."
      "And they are after you."

      I shrug.

      "And I am after them."
      "You're mad."
      "I am Hyu."

      Yuya has been awfully silent.

      "I understand how you were able to come back and revive me."
      "Your soul is taken when you die. But for you, 'a' soul was taken, but not yours."
      "But still. After that you should never have been able to come back to this world."
      "You are supposed to be dead."

      "You have tried quite intensely to bring me back though. Surely you must have believed that it would work."
      "Maybe... but what now that you know that you are supposed to be dead?"
      "Nothing."

      "But... what if death comes for you."
      "There is only one thing you do if death comes for you."
      "... give up... ?"

      I give her a disapproving stare and raise my voice.

      "You look death straight into its eyes and you say: 'not today'"

      Shinave smiles for the first time.

      "It is good to know that you are still Hyu. It is good to know that you are still the fool I remember."
      "Can he do that... just like that?"
      "How would I know? Do I know anyone who has tricked death itself?"
      "What I do know is that he is Hyu."

      "He is..."

      Shinave inspects me from top to bottom.

      "You have aged."
      "You are weak."
      "And you come to me now, which means..."

      "I will ask you the impossible."
      "After all that has happened, you really dare ask me?"
      "Yes."
      "And what do you suggest we do if I agree?"
      "We will be a dead man walking and 2 gods that are no longer gods up against the Templars."
      "How is that going to work?"

      "You're forgetting about Silver and Ifrit."
      "Ifrit? You are more insane than I thought."
      "But even then. That's 2 dead men walking and 3 gods that are no longer gods. My question remains."

      "I will come up with a plan of course."
      "Because you are Hyu."
      "Because I am Hyu."

      For the first time in what feels like an eternity I put on a certain smile.
      It is a somewhat dark smile. A smile looking forward to a battle that seemingly cannot be won.
      A smile that challenges all beliefs. A smile that says that we can do the impossible.

      "Will you come with me, oh goddess, and fight with me again?"
      "..."
      "Of course I will."

      She looks at Yuya, then at me, back at Yuya, and back at me, clearly understanding what is going on.
      Then she faces me and says:

      "Back in the days the gods would have killed your for this."

      But she doesn't say it in a serious way. I'm not sure if she approves, but I do know that she does not mind.

      "I wonder what Ifrit is going to think about this."

      I turn around and start walking towards the portal and shrug.

      "I'd rather not."

      We laugh, even though it isn't really that funny. He's one of the very old gods. He can never know. He would indeed kill me.
      I stop.

      "As long as we can still laugh like this, the world isn't lost."

      That puts a reassuring smile on Shinave and Yuya's face.
      Ha. I still have it in me.
      I am still a leader.
      And I will do this.
      I will end what I have started 15 years ago. I will end the tyranny that is the existence of the Templars.
      I just have to figure out how.
      Preferably without killing half of us in the process this time.
    5. Dogs, Party, Hypocrite

      by , 06-06-2012 at 12:08 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      I'm really motivated to start drawing out my dreams in the near future, especially when I think back on a few and can still remember the actions I did, facial expressions, etc.....maybe when college starts again for me, or some time during this vacation I might find one dream to do some drawings on.

      My ultimate goal is to even add music along with the drawings too. I can already tell that would take a lot of time, and I would have to do it gradually because of that, but it should be interesting.

      I'll just stop being reserved of what I can do and just use what I can do instead of wasting it each day I don't.

      06.06.2012
      Dogs (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID



      The environment was kind of confusing to presume what time of day it was, but I assume it was morning because the sky was light gray, and the weather was kind of neutral, so it had to be morning, otherwise there would still be glaring hot rays over here.

      Very calm environment, very nice as well, I could even push it a little and say that this would be an ideal environment to take a little stroll.....definitely at my University in this dream.

      I believe I'm walking to get to my bicycle at what seems to be College Station in Texas, more specifically, the area where the statue of Sul Ross is located at. Yes, I can see it now......large spacious area in front of me, the statue probably 3-6 feet away from me if I paid attention to it.




      I see there's a small chihuahua, light brown fur, and probably wearing a little pink cloth hanging around its neck was barking at me.

      The owner was right next to it, and looking at the dog, I thought it was kind of cute for it to bark down on me like that. It looked so fragile that I could've squished on it if I wanted to.

      Then when I focus my attention back to walking again, something zooms past me to my left. By the time I turn my head to the left, whatever it is already gone, and I'm still a bit delayed from this.

      I'm like "uhhhhh" while still looking to the left and to the ground, and then after a few seconds, I look where the thing was headed that went ahead of me. I see it's a dog.

      Okay, no problem, I'm a little slow that it basically looks like a double sized pit-bull, and that the owner trying to stop it, even though her weight alone and her holding on the leash should've been enough to prevent the dog from moving.

      When I said her weight should've been enough, she was pretty chunky and short. She looked very young as well, I'd say 15-16 or so based on what I saw from far away.

      This dog was obviously not within her control, and I believe it was wearing a dark blue cloth around its neck as well.
      This reminds me of the group of dogs in Okami that are supposed to be guardians or something.


      I'd say the dog looked like the 4th one on the bottom to the right, and wore a blue scarf or cloth like the one 3 squares above it. Oh, and it had the ears of the one 3 square above it as well.

      I believe it also has a deformed white oval extending from the bottom of its neck, all the way to its body. I look at it for a while, still being a retard until something clicks in my head.


      HO



      LY





      SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



      That dog was this close from freaking tearing my ass into pieces!!! I quickly look at it, it's still a good distance away from me, but if it could go that fast to where it takes a while for me to notice something passed me, the "safe" distance didn't matter.

      I'd say it was 20-30 feet away from me, and I saw that the owner was trying her best to stop the dog by pulling the leash very vigorously.

      I could've just played it off and ignore the dog, but this thing is too freaking twitchy for me me to be passive all over again. I finally get me legs in synch with the "holy shit" moment I just had, and the dog turns around 180 to see what's behind it.

      Something tells me that in that dog's mind, it was saying "Did I get him? Did I get him? Did I get him? Did I get him?"


      *sigh*


      But enough for instilling a Black stereotype on myself. I was still scared, just a bit, of this dog possibly coming after me. The owner finally had a good grip on him/her/whatever the fuck you want to label that atrocity, but I didn't want to take my chances.

      Me and the dog are both looking at each other from a distance, and it seems that it just happened to glance at me while it's looking at other people as well. I didn't want to take my chances, so I ran a little to the left away from it, built up some speed, and then prepared to do a twirl while jumping in the air like I'm some kind of Ice Ballerina.

      I actually pull it off with ease, and I think I land perfectly as well, I can feel myself twirling in the air, feeling as if I might fail and fall, but I land majestically, at least from what I experienced.

      When I landed, I bumped into one of those La-Z-Boy furniture chairs, so I guess the landing wasn't really perfect. It seemed I just happened to step on the lever that brings the sofa chair back, so I bend down to pull/push the lever to bring it back up.



      I can't remember what I did next.
      _________________________
      06.06.2012
      Party (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm shirtless throughout most of the this party. It's held inside the house that I'm at in waking life. There seems to be a lot of young people here at first, and I assumed I guess I hosted the party, even though I never hosted on in my life.

      I walk around, see a few familiar people, and then I saw her...


      Isaura...sigh.

      She's not with her boyfriend. Why did she have to be in this dream?

      She's wearing a short black jacket that just hands half way to her waste, and I believe she's wearing a striped shirt going horizontally. She's also wearing a really short denim skirt with black stockings underneath and some pretty fancy dark red heels.

      Her lips as well are dark red, which makes her more enticing to have a conversation with. But she had a boyfriend in waking life, I'm not going to talk to her at all, even if it is just a dream.



      I'm waiting in line to get some food, wait, I have to wait in line if I'm hosting this bloody party?

      Wow.


      Anyway, while I'm waiting in line, I see some guy that looks like Ivan in real life (guy from High School that I kinda knew in one or two classes).

      He's shirtless too, though I don't really pay attention to the details, and I think some guys like myself were either wearing short black sports pants or some weird yellow or black cloth covering our private parts. Ivan asks a stupid question, like he mostly does from what I recall in waking life, and this query of this is wondering how he can alter the color of the cloth he's wearing.

      There's supposed to be an island cabinet in the middle of the kitchen (so much for reality checking), but the brown dining table replaces it, and some random person grabs Ivan's cloth, and you know the tiny little gap that shows from tables that can be split in two in order to save space when you don't need them?

      Yeah, someone puts the cloth between it, rubs it a little in between, and take it out, and it matches the color of the brown table.

      Okay.....don't know exactly why Ivan wants a change in color for his cloth, but not my concern, hell, I think I wanted mine changed too....LOL.

      Anyway, as I'm getting closer and closer to the food, I'm still waiting behind Ivan. Then I realize the food in front of me would be gone. Ivan goes around the table to where we're facing each other, and I see there's like 4 pieces of food left, like Hors d'oeuvres type of food.

      Sigh.....

      I let Ivan take it, and try to look around to see if there's any food, but the only thing I'm seeing are chips and some small packets of what seemed to be red salsa for it. I think there were Fruit Loops cereal as well.

      I get a bowl, and I think I put some chips inside, but I also think I put some Fruit Loops inside of it as well. I guess I forgot that I put chips in the bowl.

      The dream shifts, and I'm in the same kitchen, and I see bottles of some black stuff. In my mind, I thought they were overloads from Runescape.



      To describe what Overload potions are in a nutshell: Basically, you need 96 Herblore to make these things, but you can boost your stats up if you're lucky and get a 5+ bonus from Spicy Stew. When you drink a dose of an Overload potion, your combat stats go WAY up, making it useful for killing things faster, and the effect lasts for 5 minutes.

      If you're 99 in all combat stats, you're basically level 125 in Attack, Strength, Defense, Range (I think) and 106 for mage I think? (because having 125 Mage means you're a fucking god). Oh and if you drink potions that drain your stats, as long as you have Overloads and have the effect own, it boosts them back up to max, so it's the perfect potion when you use items like Saradomin Brews that boost your health way up, but drain your stats as tradeoff.

      Think of Overloads as Steroids in the game.

      Okay back to the dream.

      I'm filling out this black substance in different containers starting from as small as a regular bottle with a cap on it, to as large as a oil barrel.

      My second thought of what the black substance was is oil as well, the overload thing came into mind after I assumed it was oil. I pour it out in bigger containers, for some odd reason, and then I think I reached the point to where I just pour things out without really giving much thought to it.



      I think I drank some stuff from the bottle, then realized I probably took some of the black substance, panicked a little, but it was actually water, not the black substance.

      Then someone calls out my name, I turn around, and it's one of older people in their 50s calling me. It's from a group in waking life that basically has parties for anyone's birthday.

      Anyway, as I'm listening to her, though I forget what she said specifically, I'm tying up what seems to be a trash bag. I tell her to give me a few seconds to finish tying up the bag, and there were several people sitting near the couches and chairs as well.

      The dream shifts again to where the party finally ends. I go outside the garage, and the environment outside is completely mixed up. On my right, I see parts of College Station, Texas, more specifically, areas near the Clock Tower and Texas A&M.

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      I even see the railroad lane and some oncoming traffic as well, and yet I don't do a reality check for this. I think someone comes in to see if the party is still going, but I'm not sure what I said, but they left eventually. I think I was outside at the garage to get some kind of fairly large blue object, like an over-sized notebook of some sort, and probably went back inside the house.


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      06.06.2012
      Hypocrite (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I sitting on my bed, it's bright as day from what I see through the blinds and the overall natural lighting of the room I'm in. There are a few kids around, so I presumed I have to babysit them while the adults party it up....-.-

      I threw a paper ball at one kid, and quickly changed my facade to where I had no participation in this. He turns around to find out who it was, and he's not completely stupid fortunately.

      He's a small kid, probably 6-7 years of age I believe, and resembles one of the twin kids that I sometimes have to make sure behave when they come to this house in waking life. He's wondering where the paper balls are, and they are right next to my left leg. It seems I'm wearing long gym pants.

      Before the kid could check the left side, I slowly put my leg on top of the paper balls, and when he goes on the left side, he's wondering what the hell happened to the rest of the paper balls.



      Lol, what a bloody idiot. I continue pretending that I didn't do anything by asking him where they could possibly be. I even pulled out some sheets that I probably used to cover myself while sleeping to help him see if there were there.

      Nada, still under my legs, he isn't going to find those paper balls.

      Idiot.

      I guess he gives up eventually because there's a dream shift where I'm talking to another child. I have to bend down on my knees, and slant my back forward just to make eye contact with him.

      The kid did something that irritated me, probably something he said to the other kids. He's dark-skinned, resembles another kid who is a little bit more mature than the other twins, probably 9-13 years of age in waking life now.

      I tell him he's a hypocrite.

      His face is still, I don't think he knows what hypocrite or hypocrisy means. I almost thought he was going to tell on me for calling him one.....LOL...but really, he asks me,

      "What's that?"

      I gave him what I thought it was at the time with my diluted logic in this dream. I told him that a Hypocrite is a person who tries to proclaim ideals that should be met, and contradicts those intentions by not trying to follow them.

      I even give him an example, a horrible example that went a little out of context. I declared something about believing in God, The Bible, Angels, etc., and then contradicting those intentions and ideals by not believing in Angelic symbols.


      I'm paraphrasing here, but I know I did a horrible job with telling this kid what it means. Oh well, don't give a crap on what I instill in that kid's head, just wanted to enlighten him so he wouldn't be bothering me, or possibly go up to his parents and declare that I called him a hypocrite.

      Boy....that wouldn't be fun.....especially with how my father tries his best to let the adults enjoy and loosen themselves at parties...I might as well fabricate whatever came out of my ass at the time.

      Not saying I want to ruin the parties or anything, just that the children can be horrible sometimes with their behavior. Thank goodness for video games or just basic television, because that's the only thing that will shut them up.

      Man, I really do hate children huh? Guess I won't be considering marriage for a loooong time.


      Updated 06-06-2012 at 01:50 PM by 47756

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    6. zombie/ monster apocalypse

      by , 06-06-2012 at 11:50 AM
      My friends and I were in a basement living room type place. For some reason it was a time where we had to be reckless with each others lives, the fact that zombies/ monsters were trying to take over humanity probably had something to do with it. One of my friends was shooting/ throwing arrows at the wall recklessly and I think got someone in the arm . A few others were playing a board game where the looser was about to get a drill through his hand :shock:. We had locked ourselves (or tried to) into this house for the night because of the zombies/ monsters or whatever the hell was trying to take over, it seemed like it could be anything, but we also had to watch out for each other. I wanted to get some sleep but I knew I shouldn't put myself in such a vulnerable position, a girl I was talking to said it's hell and almost impossible to sleep here not knowing what you're gonna wake to lol. As a bunch of people and I were sitting on a couch in the basement room talking, we hear the door at the top of the stairs slam open, and obviously it was something huge (it kind of looked like one of those evil things from the movie gremlin but like 7 ft tall and huge). There was a closet I hid in before it could see us. I think it left or something because I found everyone trying to sneak away before I knew what had happened lol. I end up in one of the upstairs rooms late at night watching some staticy station where people were trying to get in touch with each other with radios and talk about the state of their area and what happened to them etc. I turn it off and go down stairs. I'm surprised to see one friend sleeping on the couch who I didn't think was in the house at all. He jumps up at the sound of me with a knife in his hand, but I was more relieved to see him than anything. After he realizes it's me we talk about how we were going to escape from the area, find certain people, and find weapons. Since we were low on food, he suggested that we mix battery acid and banana peels lol. I said we better leave as soon as we can. We end up at a mall type place and find someone he was looking for, I really wanted to find a taser for some reason so we ask her if she knows anywhere we could find them, then I wake up. I kind of wish more monster action went on :?

      Updated 06-06-2012 at 11:54 AM by 19797

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    7. As my dad

      by , 06-06-2012 at 10:33 AM (RommiH's Dream Journal (entries are not dated correctly. i am slowly transferring my DJ from my computer, to the one on DV))
      My dad picks me up from Ahmed Elian’s house after a sleep over. We are in the Nady’s parking lot though instead of the front of his house. The sky is brown and everything around reflects the hue. While in the car my dad talks to me about lucid dreaming. He asks me if I have managed it. I tell him I haven’t yet. He asks me if the methods that I am using are “street”. I tell him there is no such thing. We then begin to drive home. He talks about some new railroad being built. He say it is blocking certain roads that lead into Sherouk. He says this is why Sherouk is so empty right now. No one can get in! Halfway home, he stops the car. He says he’ll give me fifteen pounds if I manage to find a car. I get out and I walk over piles of sand and rock strewn on the side of the road in search for a car. I quickly find an old worn out van. I imagine there being people in there with guns and them shooting me dead. This is exactly what happens. I am dead. I continue the dream as my dad. As my dad, I am trying to kill the men who shot my son.I walk over to the van. I hide on one side with the killers on the other. I throw cardboard at them (because cardboard is very deadly). I think about how I am going to kill them. I decide I am going to catch the van on fire and make the gas tank explode. I manage to start a fire. I throw burning objects under the van. Then the scene changes to one of an arena. I am at the top of this arena looking into it. The men who killed my son were at the bottom of this arena. I throw stuff at the killers below.

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    8. Yet Another Zombie Apocalypse

      by , 06-06-2012 at 10:29 AM
      6-6-12 (non-lucid/lucid): I was spending a night at a distant friend’s house. I slept on the couch, and T. slept in the spare bedroom upstairs. No big event happened that night so I slept and in the morning I saw the family rushing around picking up random items. Of course I realized something was wrong so I got up and asked and someone said that there was some sort of disease going around and it was killing people and these people started coming back, etc. And then I got the bad news, my friend was taking their family and leaving me and T. behind and abruptly left and I was left sitting there. I went upstairs thinking maybe T. woke up already so we could get a head start. Nope, he was still asleep, even through all that commotion. I woke him up told him what happened and that my friend left us for dead. I went back downstairs and to the basement where I found an axe, crowbar, knife and a few other things. I took the knife and I brought the axe up to T. We left shortly after; agreeing that staying at the house wasn’t a good idea. We went outside and there were zombies everywhere, luckily they could only walk, and not very fast either. So, wanting to converse energy we walked at a leisurely pace. We definitely took the zombie apocalypse seriously. More zombies were coming our way so we started running and I knifed one or two, and I called my mother and she said she had the Escalade (a big car, not quite a van.) We kept walking and she came by and picked us up and T. had to pick his brothers up from the school. We got there and there was an attack, but the zombies were neutralized, so it was safe. We all went in and T. and I went to go see D.J. who was talking to some other people. I heard some of the teachers talking about what happened and I started to follow, but they stopped talking so I tried becoming invisible and I asked D.J. who was looking right at me, but he said I was invisible, and I realized I was dreaming, but I wanted to go along with the storyline anyway, and occasionally reminded myself I was dreaming. We all went into a room and I took charge of the situation. I was talking about battle plans and thought about doing Task of the Year stuff and said “I may go see the Titanic sink, I don’t know yet.” That got a lot of confused looks until I explained it was Task of the Year stuff, and then I saw a mirror and I went up to it and stuck my head through and I saw a dark tunnel on the other side and it was made out of the same thing as the mirror. So I completed that and I soon lost lucidity. We went to a large carpeted room and we all spent the night there. I got up in the morning and went down to the cafeteria to eat breakfast, which consisted of a cupcake, and cereal (which was mostly marshmallows and only a little bit of cereal.) Then I heard Rajin speaking and the scene switched to a town square, and Rajin was there. It was a little bit after the apocalypse and, hardly any zombies anymore and it started to rain. I ran into a store nearby got a huge umbrella and went back out and opened it. Rajin ran up and went under it with me and we both waited for the rain to stop and then I woke up

      Updated 06-06-2012 at 11:05 AM by 30067

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    9. 3 string jam

      by , 06-06-2012 at 10:29 AM (RommiH's Dream Journal (entries are not dated correctly. i am slowly transferring my DJ from my computer, to the one on DV))
      I am playing the guitar. I play progressive metalcore/djent sounding stuff. At one point 3 strings go missing. I still continue to rock.
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    10. Katanas and vases

      by , 06-06-2012 at 10:27 AM (RommiH's Dream Journal (entries are not dated correctly. i am slowly transferring my DJ from my computer, to the one on DV))
      I am in the car with my dad, Youssif, and possibly Ahmed Maged. We are driving through a very colorful and crowded market. We stop and I get out of the car with Youssif and Ahmed. We enter a shop. In the shop is a large array of katanas and vases. I don’t like the katanas in the shop. They look really cheap. They don’t look intimidating and badass like I would expect a katana to be. I have around 200 pounds to spend. I am dying to buy something with my money. So instead of a katana I look for something else. My attention is drawn to the vases. I pick up an alabaster bowl and look at it.
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    11. Gummy worms on my deck

      by , 06-06-2012 at 10:24 AM (RommiH's Dream Journal (entries are not dated correctly. i am slowly transferring my DJ from my computer, to the one on DV))
      Wednesday 06 June 2012
      I have gone to the Nady with Ahmed Elian, Donia, and my sister. I had called Ram and Karim earlier and told them to meet us there. Blah blah blah… a bunch of stuff happens cant remember anything ☹ I skate a little I remember skating with someone. At some point there are gummy worms all over my board. The grip tape is filthy with them. I think that at some point I eat the gummy worms. If that didn’t happen then I was eating gummy worms at the time. At this point we have forgotten that were supposed to meet Ram and Karim near the rink. We leave the area and go far into the Nady. Blah blah blah… a bunch of stuff happens cant remember anything ☹ I return to the rink without the others and see Ram in a chair sitting there alone smiling. I apologize for not meeting him when he first arrived. I tell him everyone is here and is on their way behind me. It is raining really hard all of a sudden…. Blah blah blah… a bunch of stuff happens cant remember anything ☹ Now I am outside the Nady sitting on a bench next to Donia. While in the act of taking a seat on the bench, Donia and I touch each other as much as possible in the process. We are waiting to be picked up and taken home. We wait for a while. Donia eventually rests her head on my lap. I am surprised but very pleased. A few minutes later she brings her head up. I cuddle with her…..
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    12. Like Indie

      by , 06-06-2012 at 10:19 AM (RommiH's Dream Journal (entries are not dated correctly. i am slowly transferring my DJ from my computer, to the one on DV))
      Saturday 26 May 2012
      I am walk down or up (idk) a staircase at school. Walking past me is Mostafa Galal. I wonder whether or not I should say hi or something. I then decide to ask him how Post-rock sounds like. (This is referring to a waking life facebook status and comment) He says it sounds just like indie and everything like that.
      Tags: indie, music, rock
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    13. Third Lucid Fragment

      by , 06-06-2012 at 10:09 AM
      Third Lucid Fragment [DILD]

      The only thing I remember about this is that suddenly the world became more vivid and I realized I had control, so I started using powers, and after a few seconds of "Yesss! Power!!" I thought to myself "Oh wait, I'm lucid, aren't I?" And then my recall drops off.

      :C

      Three times now.... A new plan of action is required.
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      lucid , dream fragment
    14. The flying cabin and the tree parents [Non-Lucid, 6th June 2012]

      by , 06-06-2012 at 09:51 AM
      I'm in some sort of cabin. It's quite small and the bedrooms are elevated above the rest of the house in a loft-style area, reachable only by ladder. I have a little brother, who doesn't exist in real life, and my parents happen to be tree-ent creatures. The cabin we're living in is floating on clouds, with small cloud-like sheep creatures pushing clouds underneath the cabin so we can travel through the skies.

      One day, our tree-ent parents married, which of course everybody knows allows the sky cabin to take new heights in the sky and travel the world faster.


      We land briefly in this field, the cloud sheep were exhausted from chugging the cabin along and required rest. During our time down here, my little brother started attending a nearby school and everything was going great. We spent our days training the cloud sheep and even recruiting new animals, which we morphed into cloud creatures to help us once we set off again. The most notable one was a platypus, who also seemed to develop the ability to talk once he was transformed into a cloud creature. He was sarcastic and incredibly funny, yet loyal to my tree-ent parents who granted him his new cloud powers.

      This was until my little brother never returned home from school. I went looking for him, wondering where he had gone, and I soon discovered that he was being held hostage by one of the teachers at the school. He was not being allowed out and I couldn't get in because of the bodyguards the school had.

      Each day I would return to the school, looking for a new way to try and enter. Soon they started construction outside the main entrance, and I figured that this would be my chance. I manage to track down the teacher who had held my brother hostage and kill him, but my brother is nowhere to be found.

      I head to a nearby street, which shockingly reminds me of the street I live on in real life, and walk up to one of the houses there. It was made entirely of glass and you could see there was some sort of party happening inside, I recognised some of the people from the school and figure these would be great to question as to my brother's whereabouts. I knock on the door, but seem to be completely ignored. An old man walks up to me and informs me that I wouldn't get an answer there, as the party is invitation-only.

      I seem to lose hope, I head back to my cabin house and climb into the loft area where my brother's bedroom was and sit on his bed, wondering whether I would ever see him again. I apparently also have a little sister now, she climbs up into the bedroom with me as I start searching through his drawers for clues as to where he may have disappeared.

      In the top drawer I find a collection of stones, pebbles and shells. All of them are intricately designed, big and small. Some were hung on string which I assume my brother used as necklaces. My little sister asked if she could have one, but I refused telling her that I wanted to leave the room the same for my brother's return.

      The second drawer down was pretty empty, I begin wondering where my brother's dream journal was as I knew he was a lucid dreamer. I thought I may be able to find some clues in there. I look around and notice the journal on the other side of the room, but continue looking through the drawers anyway.

      The bottom drawer was filled with giant fruits & vegetables, mango, watermelon and squash were some that come to mind. My sister's still requesting to take stuff, and I permit her to take these, saying that they may as well be eaten before they go bad. She runs off happily biting into some watermelon.

      Downstairs we hear our tree parents discussing, apparently there's some issue with the cloud creatures and they won't be able to sustain flight at the high altitudes that are required when tree-ents are married. They decide to get a divorce so we can continue our journey and both of them leave.

      At this point there's some weird scene transitions, my little sister disappears and I never see my tree-ent parents again. I'm now with a party of people, exploring the world in our floating log cabin. I decide we can now leave the field, hoping that we find my brother on our travels. We take to the skies again with our newly trained cloud sheep and cloud platypus commanding them all.

      After a long period of flying we begin running out of food in the cabin, we land hoping to find work that can earn us some money so we can buy more food. Conveniently, right where we land on this street there's an old lady at the end of the dimly road, caused by the surrounding trees on either side. She calls down to us, asking if we mind helping her out. We offer to help for a week in return that she pays us. She agrees and leads us to her farm.

      We're told to wait momentarily while she discusses with her partner, we overhear something about not eating our new guests. I'm slightly confused but she walks back up to us and says that everything's fine, before she starts developing huge dark circles around her eyes, laughing and starts licking one of my friends. We're all really freaked out by this point, but we back away and just get started on the job as we really need money.

      We grab the nearby tractors and one of my friends hops on his quad-bike, which he just happens to be carrying around with him. We're harvesting her crops when this old lady starts galloping towards us on all fours. She's ranting about the use of the quad-bike and how we're not harvesting her crops to her standards. She begins leaping at us as we try to race away in our tractors. Most of us manage to escape in time but we fail to remember that one of our party was manning this small booth just outside the farm, counting up how many crops we harvested.

      I head back and the old lady is there along with some other woman I assume she was originally speaking to when we arrived, they're grasping in through the cabin, trying to eat bits of flesh from the guy inside. I kick them out of the way and pull the guy out, only I trip and fall in the booth instead. Before I can get up and escape, the zombie women get back up and start attacking me. I feel around inside the dark booth and find a gun on the floor, I start shooting at one of the woman while holding the other back with my foot but she just keeps on coming.

      I feel like hope is lost and that I'll never see my brother again, until I find another gun on the floor, a mini-gun. I unleash the round of bullets on the woman, filling her with holes, although this still doesn't seem to phase her.

      I'm unsure of what happened next, maybe just a drastic scene change, but next I know I'm now in my normal real-life house with my little brother. We were talking about where he had been for so long and I notice he now had short hair whereas before it was long and he was starting to grow a beard. I wonder how long he truly had been missing because last I knew he was really young, maybe around 12-13, and definitely not ready for growing a beard.

      As we continue talking about how much has changed since he disappeared, the dream slowly fades to black and before I know it I'm awake again. Laughing to myself at how long and real everything felt in the dream despite the absurdity of everything.
    15. Master Zombie Appears

      by , 06-06-2012 at 09:15 AM (The Dream Magic Experiment)
      I was traveling with some people. I think I saw some relatives. Then I was watching a platform game. The character reminds me of Mario and Luigi. They're small, and they're on a toilet bowl. Unfortunately, they can't find a way to the next level. One of them found a way to lower the water level, and go through the hole.

      The scene changed to a boss challenge. A zombie. I get to decide the life of the zombie. I had the choice of 1 HP, 47 HP, and some others. I was thinking of choosing the 1 HP, but decided it's too easy. I chose 47. It's like an abandoned school ground area, with a night zombie mood. And he's huge. Our characters were minuscule, like characters in the Ragnarok Online game.

      We ran. The twins panicked and got left behind. They fought it a bit. Good thing they're close-range weapon wielders. Meanwhile, the mage found a spot to cast a spell. I found a spot near him and shot arrows. I think I shot three that hit the zombie.

      Then the zombie went to where we were. Good thing I was small enough, so I slipped through. It ignored me and pummeled (I think) the mage. I ran, and found another character lazily sitting on the side. Then suddenly, from behind me, the zombie shouted my name and told me to come back. I obliged.

      I found the rest of the characters with the zombie, teaching us where we went wrong. He told me in particular that I counted three hits but he kicked those arrows away. He said I should check again to see if my shots were clear. I felt insulted. I decided to label him Zombie Master, but I think Master Zombie sounds cleaner.

      A house. I was asked to do some acrobatics. Told him I'm not that good yet, and that the cord is loose. He told me it will just fix itself. I avoided them and left. Some time later, I went back to drink some water. I saw a lot of teens all around.
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