¡Single Sentence Sizzler!® 15.1.2011More Raptors (Non-Lucid) ★★★☆☆NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Originally Posted by Mzzkc On a scenic hike, with friends and family, through Jurassic Park, our other friends arrive just in time to be swarmed by a large pack of velociraptors; the katana my brother lent me keeps me alive as I skillfully remove jaws and sever major reptilian muscles.
16.1.2011The Center (DEILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Dream: Birds in Flight ★★☆☆☆An interesting game, this is. Flight, life, through the perspective of a small bird. But it seems there is more to this game than meets the eye as soon I am met with a group of individuals, all derived from the game world. They're on a quest, a mission to find the center of everything, the hub of the multiverse. I follow them, cloaking myself with Invisibility, but my attempt to conceal my lurking fails as one of the group members bumps into me. Moving ahead, through an underpass, I try to make it look like nothing happened, but they're wise to my scheme, and from the underpass come scores of groups, each similar, but different, decoys to allow the escape of the original. *My frustration wakens me. . . DEILD: The Hub ★★★☆☆I slip back into the thick of things, appearing, floating, above a bridge, the group from before ahead of me. “How did he find us?!” shouts one of the four, exasperated at my appearance. “It's called a WILD, bitch,” the expletive flows off my tongue. Flying ahead, I realize the hub must be close, and sure enough, seated in a cold rock face, I find it. It's a. . . USB hub? This is silly. There has to be more to it than this. Even an ethernet hub would be better. Hmm, I bet I could change it, change one of the ports, make it possible to easily move throughout dimensions. So I do. But the results are more than I expected. . . Inside the hub, I find a frog-like, almost slug-like being. It seems he takes requests, sending clients capable of coming to him through time and space, or bringing objects to them. He does it all through portals, which he creates and facilitates for the masses. I ask to return to Earth, to where I came from, and I'm treated to a vivid display of swirling dimensions and the vastness of my universe as I'm thrown through the portal, back to Earth, into the vast oceans of the past. I'm a small amphibian, it seems, in the early days of life. A fish is about to eat me, and I have no way to defend myself. Acting quickly, I make a request to return to the hub, using a GUI I manage to prompt. Just like that, I'm whisked away to the hall from before, the foyer at the center of everything. I decide starting a new life here might prove interesting. . . DILD: Prey ★★★☆☆A chill permeates the room. They know what's coming, the people around me, and they're afraid. Crying and fear erupts around me as everyone starts to run. I lie still, on the floor, confused, yet calm. It forms to my right, a monster, a creature of nightmares, taught tan skin stretched across a huge, dog-like body. Hundreds of teeth, sharp and pointed, line its gaping maw. Death is on the agenda tonight, as it bounds at my unmoving body. Why has everyone gone? Why don't I care? Oh yes, that's why. . . With vigor I stand, and with quiet dignity I deliver a world-shattering kick into the gut of my would-be reaper. Death greets the beast before it can finish its tumbling flight, well before it hits the ground.
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★★★★☆ 01/16/10 I coax my motorcycle to its maximum speed, streamlining my body as I approach the closing elevator doors. The elevator cab has already left for the top floor, and I strain to hold the metal doors open. In half a second, I'll crash into the back of the open elevator shaft and hurtle half a dozen stories into the secret basement of the compound. Pause. No reason for that. I don't have to follow the rules, after all. I stand in the open air, looking up at the elevator cab as it slowly escalates to the top floor. That's where I'll find her. Go. I fly through the doors, over the pit below. The front wheel of my bike hits the far wall, and I twist Speeding up the elevator shaft at maximum, up the vertical wall. Vertigo. Disassociated from gravity and catching up to the elevator cab, about to impact. I jump away from the vehicle; it fades away. Suspended in the air for a moment, and I reach toward the closed doors leading to the floor second-to-the-top. I pull myself in, catch on the small ledge there, hang for a moment, looking at the bottom of the elevator cab. It's moving towards me now. Jump. Over the elevator, clinging onto the doors leading to the top floor. With a wave of my hand, they're opening... I wake up. Damn it guys, could you break up a little more quietly? Action Movie Physics. Scare Factor: 3.
I tromped on a small dirt path towards a small raised crest. My grandfather led the way and all around me were my sister and two cousins, Emma and Luke. We got to the small crest and looked down. Below us was a steep slope and then a beach of rocks. There was a bayou, or maybe it was a stream, running by it. This was the only accesible part of the beach, there were trees on the other parts. Grandpa told us that Mayan indians used to live here, and that we could find many great artifacts here. We have a place near his farm where we can pick up old Civil War and Indian objects from the ground. We began to look all over the ground. I tried to pick out unusual things from the smooth stones and soon found an odd oval shaped, beige stone. it was about the size of my palm and it had a carving on it that made it resemble a closed fist. One finger pointed forward. I excitedly showed my Grandpa my find and he praised me for my good work. not too long later, Luke picked up an identical rock, but it seemed to be the other hand. That is, he found the left one and I found the right one. My grandpa excitedly picked up a spherical, cream colored stone. There were indentions for the eyes and mouth and a protrusion for the nose that made it resemble a human head. There was a headband on it and some sort of headdress carved in. He showed it to us all. We began to search again, but then my grandpa shouted excitedly. We ran over to him. He was standing by a tree. on the tree, hanging, was a clay plate held up by a strip of leather. On it was a large indention, and around that were intricate designs. My grandpa carefully placed the head inside the indention. He decided to leave it there. i thought this was a good idea, as it seemed like it held some special purpose there. Grandpa mentioned something about Grandma having dinner waiting, and we returned to her house. My dream skipped forward. Somehow I knew i was at my grandmothers house, even though it wasn't. I was in a huge arena, with green below and stands all around. The stands were a third of the way filled with my family. i was on a raised platform, high, high in the air. Directly below me were a bunch of red balls. It was my birthday. I was supposed to jump into the balls. They might have been bouncy balls, a puffy trampoline, balloons, or pillows. I was unable to tell from the distance I was at. Somebody from my family climbed up to tell me something urgent. Emma was dangerously ill and she wanted to see me. i rushed down. Skipped ahead I was in a tiny room, about 12 feet by 6 feet. There was no such room in real life. There was a narrow bed and a large window. The bed seemed to double as a sitting swing. I stood by the bed and Emma lay there, talking to me. I laughed with her. She seemed fine, and it was time to go back home, anyway. Skip to my lou, my dreamling. We were in front of my grandmothers house, getting into our cars by the front gate. I was in third person view watching this, I seemed to be about 40 feet in the air, watching everything. We said our goodbyes.
I've just started to lucid dream, it's the second day Anyways, here it goes: January 16, 2011 Part 1: I fell asleep at about 10:00 PM I dream that i was cooking breakfast, oatmeal acutally. And i said,"Mom, how do i make this?" My mom did not reply, so i took eggs (for some random reason) and put them in the microwave with some bananas. I started the timer for a minute or so then waited. The microwave stopped and i opened the microwave door and the eggs had brown spots on them, somehow i "knew" that the brown spots were oatmeal and i carved off the brown spots off of the eggs and ate it....It tasted like oatmeal... Part 2: I "woke up" and uncovered my pet parakeet's cage, i said "Goodmorning" to the bird and he wolf called or whistled, don't really know what you call it. But i've been teaching that to him for about a week and somehow i dream of him doing it.... lol
Up late again last night, and took some vitamin b-6 before bed. I had to get up immediately after waking up, so my dream recall is not good, but I remember that I had more dreams than I can remember. Here is what I can recall: Killer RobotI am somewhere where this dream has taken place, and go downstairs to the basement. There are a few rooms in the basement, up and down a hallway that the stairs lead to. I am standing on the stairs, thinking about or talking to someone about a robot that is down there. Suddenly, a woman screams. The robot is coming after me! I turn to run up the steps, but can't. I try to drag myself up the stairs by the railing. Then I wake up. Little Monsters I am in an airport or a school. I get into a long line behind a small monster. This monster is one of many in the room, all of them about the size of little kids, but looking like the Wolf Man, Frankenstein's Monster, Dracula, etc... ... I do whatever it is I went to the place to do, and sit down at a table. Around the corner from me are three pretty girls singing a song. I watch them for a while...
Plans: I have been feeling pretty shitty today, it has been going on all day. There have been a couple times when I perked up a bit, but not much, so I don't know what effect this could have on my dreaming. Plans include meeting Dakotahnok to confirm a shared dream at the Halo 3 Warthog Run mission, completing tasks of the year, meeting MoSh for a Harry Potter dream, and to meet up with Tigress to kill stuff… probably monsters from DDO. I am in a strange room, it looks like a doctor's office, though I'm not sure what I am there for. Or rather I don't want to think about what I am there for, because I am there for my gynecological exam, which is something I really dread, since it usually hurts. I am here because my guardian, Hetfield, bullied me into it, and now I am silently cursing at him for my being there even though he continues to say I have done the right thing. So I sit there for a while longer, now I am annoyed at the doctor for taking her time in getting to me, the last thing I want to do is sit there waiting for something I dread. Finally the doctor comes into the room and greets me with a smile on her face, I don't feel like returning the smile. She pulls out a syringe and says she will have to give me a little shot… a shot? I thought she was here to look at my nether regions, not give me a shot… I ask her what it is, she says it's nothing harmful, she just wants to give me the shot, then I can tell her what I feel. I don't like this, and I don't understand it, either. She comes over to me and gives me the shot, and I immediately wish I had protested more… because now I am feeling dizzy. I tell her that, and I see she is taking notes on a tablet computer. Things look strange for a bit, then my vision clears, and I feel ok again. I tell her that, and she sits down in a chair and said she will wait. I wonder what she is waiting for… then I notice the wall is moving??? There is a huge bubble forming in the wall, not just one of them, there are several of them. It looks like the wall is rapidly developing a bad case of acne, though the "pimples" aren't red, they are rainbow colored, concentric rings of color starting at the center of each "zit" and then fading into the white of the wall at the base of the zit. They keep growing until they have a yellow head on each one that looks tightly strained and ready to pop… and then they all pop at once. I cringe back, expecting a wave of grossness in the form of pus, but that doesn't come. Instead, each "zit" spews forth waves of colorful confetti, colorful and sparkling. So now I am sitting in a doctor's office in the middle of a colorful and sparkling confetti storm… what kind of a hospital is this? I am about to do a RC when the doctor distracts me and asks what I see, so I tell her. She says that is good, the shot was a hallucinogen, so the effects would wear off shortly. She said if things get creepy, just remember, it is a hallucination. Now that I have an explanation for this, I forget about doing a RC. (D'Oh!) Also due to this, I just watch with mild interest as all of the pieces of confetti turn into bugs that crawl all over me, though the itching is rather annoying. I see my reflection in a mirror, and now my entire body is covered with colorful and sparkling confetti… rather interesting, actually. Soon the confetti illusions fade out and I am in the normal doctor's office again, though I feel slightly dizzy again now that the hallucination is over. The doctor comes back into the room, with two large men. She says they're nurses, but they look more like hired goons. She takes out another syringe, but I have had it with the shots. I tell her no more shots for me, I'm leaving here. She said she thought I might say something like that… and the goons block the door. She comes over to give me the shot, but I knock her hand away, knocking the syringe out of her hand and onto the table. A drop leaks out and eats its way into the counter, leaving a small smoking hole. I ask her what the fuck that was, some kind of acid? She says she needs to see what it would do to the inside of my body. I point at the smoking hole on the counter and ask what she thinks it will do… it burns through the counter, so she can draw some pretty good conclusions about what it would do inside my body! I get up now, determined to leave this crazy place. She reaches for the syringe, I push it onto the floor. She leans over to get it, and I kick her in the face hard, knocking her across the room, I think she was unconscious. Time to get out of here… I pick up the syringe and hold it threateningly, telling the goons to stand aside unless one of them wants to get stuck with it. One of them dares me to try it. So I move towards the two goons, I twist aside when the one on the right grabs at me, and I come up behind him and stick the needle of the syringe in his neck. There is a small amount of burning there, but not much, and the thug tenses as if expecting me to inject the contents into him. Instead I just keep my thumb on the plunger, and tell them no one has to die here, just get out of my way so I can leave. The one I am threatening sounds terrified, he tells the other one in a quivering voice to do what I say… he calls me an 'it' when he speaks. The second goon seems hesitant to comply, then the one I am threatening gives out the most pathetic "Please…" I have ever heard, only made more pathetic considering it is coming from a big guy who is about to cry. The second thug finally moves aside, I move with the thug I am threatening to the door, then I pull the needle out and shove the door closed. I really wish I could lock it… but no such luck. I head down the hall quickly, and of course I haven't gotten far before the thugs come to the door and shout that the creature is loose. Creature? Why is he calling me a creature? Never mind that, I have to get out of the hospital. I run down a hall and I hear footsteps behind me. I look back to see more of the hired goon style nurses following after me, so I turn into an examination room and shut the door. This time I am able to block it, I wedge a chair under the knob, which will at least slow them down a bit. So now to find another way out of there, I go to the window and look out, but I am on at least the third or fourth floor, so that isn't promising. I search, but I find no other exit, so I end up back at the window again. Someone is pounding hard on the door. The chair gives way and a large goon enters, though it looks like he is alone. I figure they didn't see which room I went in. I try to get the window open to climb out, but the goon grabs me by the neck. He says he has a test… let's see how long the thing can go without oxygen, and if it doesn't need to breathe, let's see how it responds to a broken neck. He squeezes my neck hard, I stick the syringe needle in his arm. He ignores that and squeezes harder. No choice, I inject the contents of the syringe into his arm. He gets a strange look on his face, releases me immediately, and grabs his arm… which is rapidly being eaten away by the acid. He is screaming in pain now, I don't feel like watching that, so I run out the open door and away from the hall while the goons are searching other rooms. They will surly come soon to the man's screams. I use the stairs and reach the bottom floor before I meet any more opposition. I am heading down the hallway towards the emergency exit, almost there, when a uniformed guard steps in front of me and aims his gun at me, ordering me to stop. He knows that guns will still hurt me, so don't try anything. I am not lucid, so I believe guns will hurt me. He asks if I'm going to come peacefully or does he have to shoot me in the kneecaps to ensure cooperation. I back away from him, now feigning a fear that for some reason I don't actually feel, I crouch down in the corner, pretending to be crying, I tell him he can't let those doctors take me back, they're trying to kill me. He comes over to me, he looks pretty proud of himself, he says their goal isn't to kill me, it's to run their tests on me. He says if it kills me, that's no big loss… no one will mourn the loss of one of my kind. Since I am cowering, he is being careless. He reaches for the neck of my shirt and tries to lift me by it, saying it's time to go back to the doctor. I grab him by his family jewels and give a hard and fast twist and pull to them. He gets a shocked look on his face, then doubles over in pain. I grab the gun and point it at his head, but then I see he is no more of a threat right now than a small kitten… actually the kitten with its claws would be more of a threat. I grab the keys from the guard just in case I need them, then I run out the emergency exit onto the hospital grounds, out into the night. There are no locked doors or gates, but there is a fence topped with razor wire. I don't even think of electric fencing… when I grab it, the fence sparks… but I am not hurt. Must be a weak voltage? I climb the fence, slip through the razor wire while getting only minimal cuts, then I drop on the other side. The guard I kicked, or one just like him, is right behind me and jumps for the fence. He is instantly caught by the electrical flow, the smell of cooking flesh wafts over to me, then he drops dead. So much for not much voltage… No time to consider that for long, I head away from the facility into the forest beyond, intent on putting as much distance between me and the hospital as possible.
Slightly becoming lucid when my bed was 'put' outside my bedroom window where I lived 15 years ago. Still I questioned myself whether it was dream or real. More lucid I started running around the playground outside, doing pull-ups and flexing my muscles. Trying to fly, but failed. Reentering our house seeing a friends x-girlfriend has taken residence there, wondering if she can see me. passing a loudspeaker in the entrance that says my name out loud. The girl wonders what it was and makes her way there, we pass each other (she can't see me!). I stay put and admire her as she bends over to investigate the source of the sound.. -
I was creating a map of spain, the north eastern half. Someone had said Barcelona, and I was thinking to myself, where is that? I look at spain and its divided into chunks, provinces. They closely resemble the hearts of Iron map. The north eastern quarter is perfect. I look over to the north western part and try to form the borderlines of the map there too. I look down to the centre and have a little trouble with burgos, but position Madrid properly. I follow the western side of spain, the border with Portugal, and divide it up properly. I get down to Seville, and have a little issue with the south eastern border of the province. I am trying to form it when i hear something about someones father putting some lumber camps down right at the southern part of it. The dream is slowly shifting to another part. Someone is saying isn’t it funny when your best enemy is also your best family? Somehow that is connected to someone telling me their dad is weird, all he does is play football on the 360. I am watching a hockey game. One of the announcers says something, and repeats one word a whole bunch of times. A few seconds later he turns the mic up towards his face more, and says “feedback”. One of the hockey players on the ice now has a microphone, and he says “I like to think of us as a particle collision simulator on ice.” Some stuff is going on for a while, then I’m playing. I skate horribly slow, and everyone else is really fast. Someone is coming at me with the puck. I manage to slow them down and keep the puck away from them, but it goes between my skates and behind me. Some more stuff happens, and i realize that a lot of people are sitting down. It’s a leafs game and the leafs are down by 9 goals. I’m the only one still trying. The puck is in their end and their goalie is getting it. She gets it, but its now a football, and she’s holding onto it. I skate up to her and say “come on, give me a shot” ... she looks at the clock and shrugs, there’s only 10 seconds left. She throws the football, and i try to handle it but it bounces off to the right more, I get control of it but the clock is at like 2 seconds. I look at it then say, the football was too hard to control ... but then the announcer says “what’s going on with the clock!?” I look up and there’s 12 seconds now, instead of 2 (*i should have realized i was dreaming =(... but it was a hockey scoreboard and i don’t see those often. Also I was trying to score a goal*). I move the football towards the net, the goalie is looking at the clock and there’s an opening. I take it with only my right hand on the stick, facing in the same direction as the net, and i shoot it in, and score! I cheer, but we still lost horribly.
non-dream/non-lucid/lucid I found myself in a enclosed community surrounded by a lake. I remember moving to the cabin near the edge of the lake and entering it to find what I perceived to be Albus Dumbledore from the harry potter movies. I'm not sure why I recognized him as Dumbledore; my subconscious just kept repeating the word Dumbledore and I filed it in myself. He had a long white beard and glasses and was dressed in a white robe. He thanked me for coming and told me to sit down. I now noticed that others had followed me into the room and I was flanked by two of my friends who I recognized as Ron and Hermione. Dumbledore told us that we were training to be the best in a game that was played in the community. He then instructed us to go outside where he would give us further instructions. As we went outside three circular pods appeared before us and the voice of dumbledore instructed us to get on the pods. As I took my place standing on one the three pods were drawn towards a forth (seat-less) pod in the center of the lake. The four of them joined to create a sort of four leafed clover creation. Then the voice of Dumbledore instructed us to remember this formation, because we would be playing the game tonight. He told us that in the game we would be let lose in an arena and be attacked by the other players. The last one alive wins. This freaked me out a little bit and I was horrified to find that nightfall had suddenly arrived and the time to begin the game had come. We all hoked up our pods like before and were set loose into the area (which looked like a forest with gymnasium parameters). I hoped off the pod and found my dad being shot at by someone else. He was protecting something I recognized as a leprachaun so I told him to hide behind the large structure behind us. I followed him behind the structure and found that there was a foot gap between the structure and the floor that our attacker was now utilizing to attack us. Grabbing the leprachaun and my dad I raced around a pew-like structure and hid only to find it had the exact same foot-gap. I told my dad to escape just in time to catch the attacker as he tried to advance on us. I fired one shot straight to the head and he was down. I then had a memory lapse, couldn't remember anything except arguing with someone in the future about why macs are 100 times better than pcs
so i woke up at 9 am with a headache but it was incredibly easy to drift back into sleep,after two-three hours i was inside a dream : i was standing on the sidewalk of a very busy street thinking that i was late for school(i'm not even near that street on my way to school IRL) I said to myself ,this is a dream! so i walked across the street trying to find a place to launch myself into flight ,i started climbing a wooden pole and i was getting near the top ,for some reason i had to look down and there was a skinny guy with bad teeth and a dirty leather jacket ,he was also climbing the same pole ,i said:"hey man this is a dream ,watch me fly!" he had a big smile on his face and tried to pull me down from my pants, i didn't try to resist ,i just took off ,it was so fast i couldn't make out the details of what's underneath me, at this point i started losing control so i decided to land on one of those half done buildings . i looked around and there was a bunch of boxes stacked on top of each other,they looked pretty old and some had a Nazi flag on them, i somehow reached for the ones on top and they were full of whiskey bottles , i grabbed a bottle opened it and started drinking like crazy ,it did taste like whiskey ,for some reason i lost lucidity and woke up .
I know it involved a movie theatre, watching Lord of the Rings. Something was far enough off about it that I even noticed it in the dream. Someone had a gun, or the characters jumped off the screen, or something. I remember a lot of action, and blood, and popcorn. It was the same Mall movie theatre that I've seen a few times, with the geography all skewed, but I didn't notice the odd geography at the time. There may have been kids with me. Whose they would have been is a complete mystery, though.
Jan. 15-16 Don't remember much of my dreams. I tried WBTB and completely forgot my first dream. My WBTB dream was deep but I only remember a big letter o on the wall help there by a knife haha...wierd.
(non dream) dream I became lucid in my house (after doing a spontaneous rc like I normally do) I realized I was dreaming and I was happy about it, I've been slacking off lately I thought to myself (I have but now I'm getting more interested again) so I walked outside on to my balcony at my house and saw some geese in the yard and randomly decided they should be my army of shrubs! controlling them was like controlling units in an rts so I ordered them to go burn down a house near me I watched it go up in flames and chuckled light heartedly. I made myself focus and figure out what I wanted to do, I think I decided I was going to make a turkey or something for totm but when I got to the oven in my house the dream ended. (I hit the end of my REM period (man I hate that))
I decided to start writing my lucid dreams in this journal, I guess to stay motivated. Anyways stuff in parenthesis will be anything that didn't happen in the dream, and stuff outside the parenthesis will be the dream. Enjoy.
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