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    1. Mzzkc's Mind Games

      by , 06-09-2010 at 01:53 AM (Mzzkc's Mind Games)
      Heh, thanks.

      Update as promised:

      BAMFs (Non-lucid)

      I am an officer in some unkown military force. We're making our way through enemy territory and I've been tasked with taking down all enemy choppers with the two mini-guns I am carrying at my sides. I alternate between reloading and firing them, so that I can always have a continuous spray. Soon enough, all the choppers are destroyed. I back up against the castle wall behind me only to have a chunk of my shoulder bitten off by some kind of purple demon or something. I step away from the wall and gather together with my company.

      Our commanding officer steps in and gives us all a pep talk, reminding us of our BAMF state of being. He needs a volunteer. Before he can say what it is everyone steps up. While he appreciates everyone's enthusiasm he chooses me for the job, hitting me on my injured shoulder. All the while this is happening some kind of weird hand is coming out of the lower wall trying to grab at anything it can.

      We move out. As we do, two sickening blue demons come out of the large castle doors behind us. I fire my mini-guns at them. Everyone else takes part. They can't withstand the fire and fall to the ground, dead. Right behind them, however, are two huge wolves. No matter how much we fire at them, they aren't goin down. I try to draw them away from the rest of my squad by firing both my guns at once. The bullets tear through the beasts, but only slow it down so much. It lunges at me and grasps my arm in its fangs. I try to shake it off and fire a minigun into its head, but it doesn't let go. Reflex kicks in and expells me from the dream.

      I should note that the fight with the wolves went on a bit longer than what I wrote, and that the dream reset itself, giving me a second chance to fight them. Unfortunately details are sketchy so I figured this would do.


      Sample? (Non-lucid)


      Some interesting Non-Lucids last night. Here's a sampling.

      Dream: This is Far From Safe
      Traveling in my friend's new Maxima, going down back roads at speeds upwards of 115mph. He's terrible driver. We almost fly off the road on more than one occasion, and every turn he makes has the car leave the pavement just enough not to run us into a wall or something. We here the cops behind us, but they're doing something else, not paying us much attention. . .

      Dream: So Much Power in Such a Small Package
      This is an odd dream in which I try to save this small girl from being hooked up to some kind of weird machine that drains her of her energy. I fail, she's caught, and subsequently hooked up to the machine by some old hag. You know, one of those people you can't stop yourself from hating. Anyways, when she is hooked up, she displays some of her power. An orb of light forms in front of her, uproots a tree with TK, and crashes it into the tents controlling the machine several hundred yards away.

      I'll break this up and rate each one later tonight.
    2. June 8, 2010

      by , 06-09-2010 at 01:52 AM (Serenity's Silver Millennium)
      Times aren’t exact. Decided not to pay too much heed to recall today, so I basically just went to the washroom and straight back to sleep. I had a dream about my brother, Mike, in this time period, but I can’t remember what it was about.

      A Date with a DC-Boyfriend

      I was in a relationship with this DC that seemed to be a hybrid of Maxwell (the ex) and Kasey (the never-was). I remember there being lots of cuddling, for the most part. Like even sitting in a school class room and cuddling.

      He was really interested in music and concerts, and he showed me his concert scheduled for July. I noticed that he has two solid weeks booked out in early July** (thought it was weird, but didn’t think much of it); I was searching for a specific date: July 28. I saw it was blocked out, so I asked, “Are you seeing Tim on the 28th?”

      “Yeah, do you have tickets too?”

      “Yep! Where are your seats?”

      “3rd row, on the floor! Where are your seats?” he asks.

      “Wayyyy in the back,” I reply.

      “Well… let me see if I can convince my ‘date’ to trade with you. Then you can sit with me, and he can sit with your mum,”

      So, he asked his friend (who turned out to be former-college-instructor-Jules) who totally had no problem in switching with me. He says, he’s seen Tim before, but this is a first time for me. Lucky!! I am totally overjoyed at this turn of events.

      It’s concert day and I remember this weird, vague bit about climbing up this waist-high wooden platform and thinking, “Tim was just here.” OH! And it was covered in snow… in July… work that one out.

      The concert was in a room… with gray carpeting and white walls. It looked like a converted classroom of sorts. There were only like 5 rows of people. And they were offering coffee from one of those Tassimo-like machines. I was somewhat late (not late enough to interrupt Tim) and I was trying to get some coffee.

      There’s another random bit I remembered, but I don’t know where it fits in… where DC-boyfriend and are a cuddling again in a car… and I get a call from brother-Roger. He’s upset at me. We were out at a pet store, buying some toys and food for his cat, and he was asking for the “cat-baton,” that we bought. I pulled out this foot long, inch-diameter blue padded baton with a red bulb on the end. I’m… not really sure what it does… “What is he going to do with this??! Beat his cat with it?” I ask (I find this hysterical ).

      **So, when I was still dreaming this, the two weeks of July didn't make sense. But as I was thinking about the dream while getting my coffee, it dawned on me. That's the Stampede! There's a free performance every night of the event, which is about two weeks long. Smart brain, smart!

      Updated 06-24-2010 at 07:56 PM by 28724

    3. Mzzkc's Mind Games

      by , 06-09-2010 at 01:51 AM (Mzzkc's Mind Games)
      Enter Ice (DEILD)

      Falling back asleep. Rawr. . .

      I'm in my darkened living room. Family is in the kitchen. Suddenly, I hear rustling under the dining room table. Crap what is that. A dark wispy doglike figure shoots from under the table at ludicrous speed darting back and forth towards me.

      Shit, I need to wake up, now! It's right in front of me now, my eyes are closed and I hear the most sinister growl I've heard in my life. Screw waking up. Let's face this head on.

      I woke up. . .

      Time to DEILD. I want to see what this thing is.

      I'm back in my living room. It's much brighter this time around. Still dark, though. I see my dog coming from the kitchen. I go to grab him and pet him. Keeping him in a friendly state, just in case. I try to think of what that thing could be. Could it have been the ghost of my old dog? Back for revenge. No that's silly. Sure enough my old dog comes up to me as well. I wrap an arm around each and embrace them. Still a bit wary. I hover over to the kitchen and they follow.

      I get the idea of turning into a dog and running around with them. So, I take on the appearance of a dog, run to the garage door, and open it. The garage is open! Let's make a break for it! I dash on all fours out into the court. Fellow dogs nowhere to be found.

      My vision is obscured by my hair and I can't seem to push it away. In the center of my vision a white creature of some kind starts dashing towards me. It doesn't look like it's actually moving anywhere, though. And it's rather transparent. Regardless, I use my TK to throw it to the side. No effect. As I turn away, to ignore it to death, the creature, what I can only now describe as some kind of yeti, jumps into the center of my vision again. I try to turn away once more, but the same thing happens.

      It starts to take a different form, becoming solid this time. It's a man. An incredibly well built and muscular man with spiked silver hair. I hear a loud crackling sound behind me. I know I shouldn't look, but my curiosity gets the better of me. As I turn, I see a grin upon his face. Behind me are many discs and chunks of ice being readied to be hurled at me. He makes a throwing motion with both arms and they start to fly toward me. A dream reflex kicks in and I start to eject myself from the dream. Wait dammit! I want to fight! Everything starts to fade, faster and faster. I have no time to stabilize. This looks like the end of the dream for me. Suddenly, though, everything snaps back into focus.

      While surprising, I didn't give it too much thought. I'm just glad I get a chance to fight this guy. I try to throw him around with TK, but it doesn't do anything at all. Fine, let's try a new trick. I point my finger at him, hand outstretched. A charge builds upon the tip of my finger and fires out in a bolt the width of a pin. He tries to dodge it at first, but when I direct it onto this body, like a laser pointer, he just starts calmly walking towards me. I smirk as I make the yellow light burst forth from his body and rend him to pieces. Crap. That didn't work either. No longer smirking, it seems like I was going to have to play this one a bit differently.

      I rush around him and try to build a charge in my hands. I stare at my hands and watch the blue electricity start to form and jump between my palm. I lift my hands up and face them toward him. I attempt to shoot some bolts, but nothing comes out. This is just not my day. I figure I'll just taze him, so I grab onto his shoulder, expecting the charge in my right hand to do all the work. No luck. He just looks down at my hand and shakes his head.

      Fine back to basics. I think as I whip out a knife. I come at him, slashing away at his shirtless body and arms. We end up in a grapple. A girl appears out of nowhere and hands him an ornate blade. She tells me that I wouldn't be able to cut his right arm, but I could cut his left hand off if I wanted to. "Well, thanks for that." He said sarcastically as I pushed my blade through his left wrist, severing it. I jumped back. He didn't seem too concerned about his lack of hand.

      He readied his blade. I threw aside my plain ol' knife and tried to whip out my katana. Nothin' but air. Oh well, let's just pretend I've got one. I grip the air like I would a katana, feeling the hilt in my hands. I rush at him. He starts to back up as I swing and parry his swipes. Each time our blades would have crossed I shouted "Cling!" or "Ching!" He looked really confused. I didn't let up. My form was terribly sloppy, though and I didn't manage to land a single hit. I figured I'd turn it up a notch.

      "Bankai!" I shouted and the air around me started to fly apart violently as my energy exploded forth. My blade was visible now. The same blade from that one night. He had a sword now too, and his left hand was back. I swing my blade shouting "Getsuga Tenshou!" The environment turns white as a streak of black energy tears toward him. I keep swinging. More black streaks fly at him and explode on his chest. Slowly at first, but then an incredulous volley of crisscrossing energy pours itself from my blade. As they hit him, they all explode in a puff of grey smoke on his right shoulder. He just stands there and takes the hits.

      Frustrated, I dash teleport into position. My blade was now ornate and golden. It shone brightly in the sunlight. Crossing blades with his I whisper, "Getsuga Tensou." Slowly but surely a small tornado extruded from the tip of my blade. It tears at the cord at the end of his hilt. All of this is happening right in front of his face. There's no way he can't pay attention. My tornado tears the blade from his hands. I grab it and drop down. I now have two blades to his none.

      He walks over to me. "That was fun, I say. How about we just call it a tie, though." He looks at me funny.

      "You've still got a lot to learn." He shoves his left hand into my stomach. I grab at his arm. Trying to keep it from going in further. He looks like he's about to do something, but changes his mind.

      He pulls out his hand. "I'm here to teach you. It'll take another year to set all this up, to pull you in again." He pauses for a moment. His brow furrows, "There are words that only have meaning in dreams. I'm going to be talking to you, but I'm not going to explain everything. It'll b--"

      "It'll be up to me to figure out their meanings for myself, right?" He nodded. "So, what now?"

      "You need to wake up and write all of this down."

      "Yes, sir." He looked at me with distaste.

      "No. Don't call me that. There are too many out there like that already. . ."

      "How about sensei?"

      "I have bad associations with that word as well."

      "Figured as much. Okay, off to record all of this."

      I've decided to call him Ice for the time being.

      Updated 06-09-2010 at 04:04 AM by 25167

      lucid , memorable
    4. Mzzkc's Mind Games

      by , 06-09-2010 at 01:48 AM (Mzzkc's Mind Games)
      Two LDs last night. The first lasted a few seconds and turned into a FA in which I got lucid again and had a small bit of fun before the dream ended in another FA which I did not get lucid off of.

      Will put up entries for the second LD and yesterday's in a couple minutes. Hang tight.

      Also, that makes 9 LDs this week so far. I'm on track for breaking my record for most LDs in a week. Okay, maybe not. It's going to be hard to get 9 more in 5 days. x.X

      "Could Be Anybody" (DILD)

      FA. I have to pee. I get up and make my way through the kitchen of the restaurant I'm in, toward the bathroom. I enter the large restroom and go into a stall. Hmm, something is off. I try to RC, but it's not working quite right. I look at the mirror in front of me and think, If this is a dream, when I close the stall door, and open it again, there will be someone right behind me. I close the stall door. And open it again.

      Well would you look at that. A man is now standing right outside my stall. I close the stall door again. And raise my hand to head level. I create a spark of electricity that dances between my fingers. Yep, definitely a dream. I ready my blue lightning. Electricity courses down my arm as my right hand becomes envoloped by furiously dancing bolts. I slam open the door behind me and unleash a torrent of electricity into the man standing outside my stall. He convulses painfully, his eyes growing huge as his body pulsates and glows. His life was ending.

      I put right hand on his shoulder and pushed him down, stopping the current's flow. As he lay there, dead on the floor, he looked a lot like someone I knew, or, maybe, used to know. I couldn't quite place the face. Interesting, I thought, but he really could be anybody. Even me. At that I started to morph his face, creating for him different personas, until I finally had it rest upon one similar to my own.

      *BANG BANG BANG* My suitemate's father knocked on my door. They were going to go see a new idiotic movie and I was going to come along. I was not dressed, but I needed to go out into the common room. I tried to wrap my sheet around me as I got out of bed.

      *BANG* My suitemate slammed the bathroom door shut. Stupid FAs. . .
    5. Mzzkc's Mind Games

      by , 06-09-2010 at 01:45 AM (Mzzkc's Mind Games)
      Thanks for the comment! ^.^

      Yeah, the tower was the only stable, well defined thing there, which was pretty weird. Portal guns are fun, but I still can't think of a good use for them besides freefalling. They're really only reliable for short range transportation, but I can just use a standard TP for that.


      I had a couple of short lucids last night (3 I can remember). All off of RCing to a dream sign (Talking about lucids). I'll record the longer one later today since they all occurred in pretty much the same manner.

      Stupid Text Based Chat (DILD)

      I had several dreams just like this one, but only 3 were lucid. Of those three, I only managed to create actual environments for one. This is that one.

      Chatting with some friends about LDing in some kind of text based chat application, similar to flash chat, I remembered to RC. However, I found it difficult to do so since I seemed to have no body and the entirety of my existence was within this chat application. Wait a sec, I thought to myself, This seems awfully familiar.

      Argh! It's another one of these! Realization came upon me. This was a repeat of a dream that had been recurring for the past hour or two. The last couple of times I had became lucid from this situation I was unable to form a dreamscape, which prompted the dream to either end or repeat, sans lucidity. Somehow, I managed to form around me the first location that came to mind: Erk Courtyard.

      As the text and screen that encompassed me faded away, it was replaced by waves of color that slowly, but surely, came into focus. There I was, in front of the entrance to Erk's Main Lobby. I took to the air, heading towards The Center Road. As I did I rubbed my hands together and stabilized, enjoying the vividness and beauty of my surroundings.

      It ended too soon.
      Tags: 3 star, chat, college, fly
    6. Mzzkc's Mind Games

      by , 06-09-2010 at 01:43 AM (Mzzkc's Mind Games)
      3 lucids and 1 semi lucid last night.
      All of them were relatively short, and not worth full entries, but I'll go over each anyways.

      Fun With Portal Guns (DILD)

      The first one was a DILD from a FA that I had after a failed WILD. I phased through the window flew around the building and decided I would work on methods of transportation. Now on a sandy area, I reach behind my back and whip out a portal gun. I point it at the ground and fire. A portal opens, to what I hope would be the moon, but I don't know for sure. I have my doubts that it will be, so I look up, locate the moon, and fire the portal gun at it. I fired the wrong portal, so I had to recreate the first portal by firing at the ground again. I jumped through it, but as I did the dream faded away.


      Fun With Portal Guns, Take Two (DILD)

      Another DILD off a FA. Instead of phasing through the window and flying down, I decided to take the front door out. I jump down the stairs in one leap. It's all very vivid and indistinguishable from waking life. Attempt number two. I take out the portal gun and fire it at the ground. I fire a bunch of shots at the moon hoping at least one will hit. I watch the portal in front of me for any change. When it does, I jump through it. I end up in a gray landscape with sandy dunes and a deep dark blue sky. I recognize it as Hueco Mundo, which is not where I want to be. I jump back through the portal, to earth. This portal gun thing was simply not working as intended. I threw it aside and shot up into the air. Good 'ol flight. That would work. Unfortunately, as I started to leave the atmosphere, the dream ended.


      Lunar Exploration (WILD)

      This one was a partially accidental VILD in which I was able to force myself onto the moon. Everything was pretty unstable, but I managed to locate Nomad's tower after a little while of flying. It was a huge, round, black tower; the only entrance I could see was located 3/4ths of the way up the tower. It was covered in a white light. I flew through it no problem, but the tower seemed to be completely empty and hollow. The only odd thing was that the light was present throughout the entire inside of the tower. It greatly obscured my vision, causing me to lose focus on my surroundings and the dream to subsequently end.


      Truce With Myself (DILD)

      A FA occurs in which i sorta kinda become lucid. I realize I'm dreaming and have an interesting conversation with a DC, who represented a part of myself, as to why I fail so hard. This conversation occurs after escaping a boat I had capsized (via Flight) because I thought flipping it over a few times with mah TK would get me to the moon. After calling a truce and accepting his challenge to play him/me on all the world's ping pong tables, I got even more distracted and had to get this weird stuff out of my teeth. It seemed like nerds on a string, or something like that. And the string was caught up in my gums, and around teeth, and the nerds were stuck behind teeth and in molars.


      Lessons Learned:

      So, what did I learn from these dreams? The moon is not a well developed archetype for me. Portal guns can only do so much. I can only fly so high. Either that was the real tower, and the defense system was just really freaking clever, or my subconscious is really freaking clever. I need to look into Instant Transmission.
    7. Mzzkc's Mind Games

      by , 06-09-2010 at 01:41 AM (Mzzkc's Mind Games)
      Yellow (Non-lucid)

      What a great night for dreaming. No lucids, but almost every non-lucid was quite a lot of fun.

      I was taking the role of Static Shock, and had just finished a rather interesting fight with two DCs. While they had the ability to use the others' powers, the most interesting part was how they fought: using fancy moves, bright colors, and lots of light effects. I don't remember who won the battle; regardless, I was now inside a store. In this store were several "Hoodies" signified by their wool caps. Turns out Hoodies and un-capped mutants like myself had been in a constant war with each other that was taking its toll on the community.

      I was making progress to ease tensions between the groups, befriending many of the Hoodies after bouts. I found this out while explaining it to some random person who asked, flying on my collapsible manhole cover, citing the lack of merchandise in the store. It was at about the time I finished talking that the girl from my fight earlier came into the store and approached me. She wanted me to accompany her to train, so she could learn to use my power. I said sure, and she jumped on my cover and off we went, in search of a training ground.

      This part was incredibly vivid.

      As we flew over rooftops, I felt a strange connection to this character. Similar to the one I felt when I first spent time with my first DG. People were outside on top of their houses, taking pictures of each other in the starry night sky. We passed over a miniature golf course where I spotted a friend who didn't notice me. Soon, the urban town was growing more old timely. I mentioned that I had always liked this part of town. She questioned me, asking why I would like such a creepy place. I had no answer.

      As the environment did indeed get much creepier, we came across a large caged dome, which apparently housed political prisoners. There was a large forest inside. Perfect for training. The Warden was nearby, luckily, so I asked him if we could use the area to train in order to help fight crime better or some such nonsense. He warily agreed and showed us inside. We found a nice clearing and that's when the fun started. She explained that you could use any ability if you had had it used upon you at all. Thrilled at the prospect we began to spar.

      She was using some kind of yellow light that could explode, lash out, and do a multitude of other things. I was using standard purple electricity. After a short while we overheard the Warden saying that now that I was trapped here it was just enough time for them to destroy the town. At this point a large being emerged inside of town, and my perspective cut away to it. It grew until it was fully formed. It was a Hollow, but not a real Hollow. Sure enough, a copy of the monster, with glowing red eyes and bone white mask came out of the ground before it. The first beast questioned it, wondering who it was. The second one responded, calling it an idiot and promptly absorbing the first.

      As it stood up, a large indent in the street was created, freaking out all the nearby DCs. Then, as it reached out it's hands, large bolts of blue electricity shot down from its fingers onto the streets and buildings. I had to stop it. Unfortunately, the Warden's henchmen, large, fat, round, fleshy, golem like creatures started to attack us. We went to work. I discovered that if I charge a blast with one finger, and direct the needle thin line of electricity at them, then I could use the yellow light to make them explode from the inside out. I did this to several of them, to spectacular results. It looked like we were thinning their number, but suddenly Menos started to materialize all around us. My new friend set up some kind of barrier of yellow light that slowly dissolved them as they appeared, but they were too resilient for it. For some reason, it made sense to draw my sword. I put my back against hers and released my Bankai. As energy swirled around us, and Menos made their way through the barrier of yellow light, I shouted: "Getsuga Tenshou!" a yellow stream of tornadoes shot out of my blade and started cutting through the Menos. As I sustained my ability, the girl beside me used her yellow light to slice through the Menos. We turned in one wide arc, together, cutting down our enemies in a wondrous fashion. When it was over, I took a look at my blade. A short silver blade with a large, black, blocky hilt that came around the front of the blade into a swept point. I wondered why it wasn't black.

      This led into a weird tangent that involved my WoW playing suitemate explaining that I needed to play WoW and collect "evil orbs" to change the stylizing of my character. Yeah. . .

      I don't think I did that dream justice.
    8. Mzzkc's Mind Games

      by , 06-09-2010 at 01:39 AM (Mzzkc's Mind Games)
      Alright, so I think I'm going to start RCing throughout the day. Especially during class, when I code, when LDing is mentioned, and whenever I think about or see a Nerf Blaster, or anything related with HvZ. 'Cause, yeah. My dreams signs are pretty damn consistent right now, and I'd be a fool not to take advantage of them.

      A couple failed WILD attempts because I just couldn't get to sleep, even after I stopped trying to keep conscious. I took a suggestion from Walms and tried to use music as an anchor, but genius put some songs in the playlist that aren't good to fall asleep to. I only had three dreams that I can recall. There were, however, a few instances in which I became lucid for about 3 seconds right after falling asleep because I managed to catch the transition. I woke up right away though, due to a combination of excitement and surprise. I'm such a nublet.

      Also, autosuggestion != MILD.

      Oh, yeah. Here's the reason why I'm going to start RCing:

      Leaps and Bounds (Non-lucid)

      It's another rousing HvZ meeting. PTO has tasked CTB with coming up with the parameters of tonight's mission. While he's doing that, the rest of us are to get our things and meet back in this random classroom ASAP! While all of this is being explained, I'm messing with my RF-20. I plan to use this automatic blaster even though automatics are not allowed. I try to load a streamline in the turret, but it's way too long. I try to twist it in, but it won't budge. I take it out to examine how long it is compared with a sonic micro, and they're the same freaking size! "What the fuck? That's wierd." I check the holes on the end of the darts to make sure that's not the problem. It seems the streamline hole is actually bigger than that of the micro. "That's really strange," I say to myself, not bothering to RC since this is obviously waking life.

      Paying it no more mind I rush to catch up with a friend who I do not know IRL. I mention that his hair length is pretty average at .37. We have a short discussion in which we decide that his crazy mess of hair was totally normal. Another friend comes up and steals him from the conversation. They hurry ahead, leaving me behind. My strides become much slower and drawn out. So, in order to catch up, I start pseudo teleporting at every step. Before I know it, I'm in that building I was in a few dreams ago when I found out I was failing most of my classes that I didn't even know I had.

      Updated 06-23-2010 at 05:48 AM by 25167

    9. Mzzkc's Mind Games

      by , 06-09-2010 at 01:38 AM (Mzzkc's Mind Games)
      Raptors (Non-lucid)

      I wasn't going to write anything today, but I can recall bits and pieces of a pretty freaking cool dream. It was one of those dreaming of being lucid kinda deals. I don't think I realized I was dreaming once throughout the whole thing.

      I'm in a parallel universe in which me, my Mzzkc persona, is, in actuality, a vampire. I'm in a group with some other vampires, a lot of people I know from college, it's like a fraternity of sorts. I'm accepted as a part it, however I am not truly one of them. As I become aware of this back story, as if by magic, we are tasked with taking apart a maze of piping, surrounding a small building, in order to obtain metal rods and free the girl trapped inside.

      It is then that I realize I can fly. My flying makes quick work of the pipes and before I know it, we're on our way to God knows where. Some stuff happens, I'm still flying. My DCs don't like the fact that I am flying. Jeff makes a cameo when my brother needs help with a particular problem. I think it was adjusting to the dream world, or playing music, or something. They go off somewhere to do their thing. And now here I am, with a bunch of DCs, and I get the crazy idea I can start to make stuff happen. So, I summon a jaguar to attack all the people nearby. Lo and behold, it works! What fun!

      Oh, wait, I think, I can summon Raptors, too! So, I summon a Raptor. It appears from behind the nearby fence and starts eating everyone that it can get ahold of. Sweet! More Raptors! As a torrent of Raptors starts to appear, one after the other, I fly up into the sky, away from harm.

      Before I know it, Raptors are appearing by themselves. While I am aware of the moment each one comes into existence, I start to fear they will turn on me. Oops. They come at me, one after the other. I TK throw two of them away, but another one gets too close for comfort. I grab its head and direct it away from me. Then, using a method (it's a will based, attention shifting technique that I can't explain in words) I developed in previous LDs, I forced it and, subsequently, all other Raptors to leave me alone.

      The dream progressed from there, I ended up in a large crowd of people I supposedly knew whom were celebrating something. They were trying to keep some object in the air as they walked into this large atrium. I spoiled their fun by setting up a sort of TK barrier that bounced the object up everytime it hit it. I thought I was helping.

      I kept going by myself, and wound up in a small bedroom having a conversation with a girl in my scholarship program. After that, I went into the other room where Jeff and my bro were playing acoustic guitar and bass.

      Another dream branched off of this one, but it wasn't quite as awesome. Unless, you consider my friend, CTB, buying Hasbro's Nerf division for $100,000, and appointing me as one of the Head Developers, awesome.

      I think I finally figured out why DCs don't seem to like it when I display any kind of power in my dreams. >.>
    10. Mzzkc's Mind Games

      by , 06-09-2010 at 01:36 AM (Mzzkc's Mind Games)
      Currently on my Linux boot. I'll turn this into a proper entry once I feel like restarting and bringing up Vista and my DJ.
      Super Special Awesome Edition (Non-lucid)

      So, there I was. The car in which I sat had that standard old car smell. CTB was driving us to Walmart to go shopping. However, as we approached the turn in to Walmart's parking lot, CTB kept on going. Annoyed, I asked him what he was doing. He didn't respond to my inquiry. Instead, after a few more seconds, he pulled into the parking lot of Toys R Us. "Wow, I didn't know it was so close by," I said in wonderment. "Let's go!"

      We exited the car and made our way into TRU, walking by various aisles. We both know where we were heading, and soon enough, we were there. The Nerf section: where a nerfer's wildest dreams can come true. I wasn't interested in any on brand stuff, and my budget was fairly limited, so we decided to look at some of the off brand merchandise. They had something resembling a Manta, but blockier and able to attach to your wrist. They also had a few jumbo darts that I thought I could use for some reason. I was having a blast, discussing with CTB how well this gun or that one would fare in an HvZ game.

      I tallied up what I had gotten and it was only about 15 bucks for everything. I had around 60 dollars to spend, so I decided to pick up another Raider. To my surprise and delight they had a special edition Raider with a black drum clip and body for sale. I snatched it up and one time lapse later I'm back in my dorm room. I decide to test out these new blasters. First the Manta rip-off. I opened it up to find it was missing a few darts. No big deal, I guess, but, when I fired it, it went all of 4 feet. Very disappointing.

      And yeah, that is the most interesting thing I can remember from last night. Thrilling, huh?

      Updated 06-23-2010 at 05:49 AM by 25167

    11. Mzzkc's Mind Games

      by , 06-09-2010 at 01:35 AM (Mzzkc's Mind Games)
      And you thought I wouldn't update!

      I Cheat at Baseball (Non-lucid)

      There I was, a member of a horrible baseball team competing in a large competition. We were playing ball in a huge stadium that was filled to the brim with anxious and rowdy spectators. I knew my team was horrible when they started celebrating after throwing the ball to third as a runner approached it, stopping him. Still celebrating the ball was tossed to someone random instead of the pitcher, which allowed the runner to go all the way home. What a bunch of retards.

      There's only one way I figure we can win this. I need to use my psychic powers to manipulate the path and speed of the ball. It was a perfect plan, and I thought nothing could go wrong. All I needed to do was pitch. Unfortunately, my teammates wouldn't allow me to step up to the mound. Well then, I thought, I guess I'll just have to make sure they catch it. And soon enough, via some sort of time lapse, the score was 5-8, with us in the lead. I had only had to make minimal use of my powers.

      It was my turn up to bat soon, so I attempted some practice swings. I failed pretty miserably on the first two I tried, but the third hit was fairly decent. I made the mistake of telling the other team all I had to do was keep the ball out of their reach to make it all the way home. We got into a short discussion about how it wasn't fair I was using psychic powers at which point I hit the ball and it flew high into the sky. the guy who was arguing with me was interrupted by a teammate who reminded him of something discreetly. All of a sudden his body started growing taller at a ridiculous rate. He had been cheating this whole time, too!

      As he got closer and closer to my pop fly, I force pushed it with all my might, higher and higher into the air. He struggled to keep growing taller, and right before he could grasp his glove around the ball I shouted, "FALCAWN KICK!" and delivered a momentous kick that took out his footing, making him crash down to earth. Not that it mattered, we had already scored three points while this was happening. And it was time to switch sides.
    12. Mzzkc's Mind Games

      by , 06-09-2010 at 01:33 AM (Mzzkc's Mind Games)
      Practice Makes Perfect (DILD)

      2 Lucids last night. The first one only lasted a minute or two and nothing really interesting happened. The second was much better. I'll cut out a lot of the boring intro stuff.

      I had just gotten off the ride. It was some kind of weird water slide that defied the laws of physics and had a story that changed each time you went on it, or something. After getting off, the girl running it tried to give me this sticker/ID/Ticket saying I had agreed to buy it for $17.95. I said "screw you" and kept walking. She followed, trying to convince me to buy it. I refused until she gave it to me for free. It was a ticket to go see The Hiphopopotamus and The Rhymenoceros in concert.

      I stuck it in my pocket and went on my way, headed to the Resort's Hotel. Indoors now, I pass by a restaurant where a comedy routine is being done. The subject matter is The Brady Bunch.

      I keep going. Things are just getting more and more deserted. I'm starting to worry, but that little voice goes off in my head to remind me that I am, in fact, dreaming.

      Well, would you look at that. I keep moving further into the hotel/mall. Things get more and more desolate. Eventually, I come upon a huge room. This seems like a perfect place to practice some lucid skillz. First up, a bit of practice. I look down at my hands and watch as blue lightning starts to form. I can feel the electricity pulsating down my arm.

      I stretch out my arms quickly, releasing a torrent of blue bolts into the nearby wall. I run at the wall, and when I reach it I start to run up it. When I am content with my height I push off and start to fall slowly. I decide to spin in midair, releasing bolts of electricity as I fell.

      When I reached the ground, characters from the DBZ universe started to appear, as did Superman. I figured I'd try making some fireballs, but the best I can make are little licks of flame that make a small explosion on impact. I hurl a bunch of these at Superman, but it doesn't do anything. An Energy Blast seems like the way to go. So, I start up a kamehameha, since I always fail at normal blasts. To my surprise and delight, it works, and I'm able to sustain it, even increase its size and change its direction. I use it to essentially vaporize Krillin.

      They're pretty upset with me now, even after I explain they can just wish him back to life like they do everyone else. "It's no big deal." At that, they surround me. Goku holds me down and pokes my side, thinking that has something to do with me having lucidity. I told him it doesn't work like that and they eventually let off. For some reason, I am now on DV on some random thread.

      And then I woke up?
    13. Mzzkc's Mind Games

      by , 06-09-2010 at 01:32 AM (Mzzkc's Mind Games)
      Clubs and Crusades (Non-lucid)

      I've formed a new club, an organization if you will. It's a group where people from all over the world who are lucid can get together and show off their skillz for rankings and ratings. Competitions are held and friends are made. Meanwhile, my mother is on a crusade to stop the newest threat to the American family: Lucid Dreaming.
    14. Mzzkc's Mind Games

      by , 06-09-2010 at 01:31 AM (Mzzkc's Mind Games)
      How Hard is This? (Non-lucid)

      Went to bed at 5 AM. Didn't get much sleep.

      Some relative that I don't know wants to try out my Longshot. I show him how to work the cocking mechanism after he fails the first time. Somehow, he can't figure it out for the life of him and ends up ruining 9 of my darts. I was pretty pissed off.
      Tags: 2 star, family, nerf
    15. Mzzkc's Mind Games

      by , 06-09-2010 at 01:29 AM (Mzzkc's Mind Games)
      Doesn't look like I'm sleeping tonight, again. . .

      I'll post another bonus entry in a bit. I've got a lot of decent lucids I still remember.


      Seizures (DILD)

      I'm playing an odd video game with my Ex-Girlfriend (By playing, I mean we are actually in the game). It's a Halo type game taking place of a Sandtrap-esque map. She's in a Wraith, and I'm in a turret up on the dunes. She's trying to take me out, and I'm trying to do the same with the rockets my turret shoot out. Noticing that I have to consciously control the speed and direction of the rockets, I realize that this is just a dream.

      Getting off the turret, I head down, towards the main map. She's still firing at me. The Wraith's signature blue explosions erupt all around me. I tell her to stop, explaining that this is just a dream. She doesn't believe me and ends up hitting me directly with the blast. I stand firm, my invulnerability doing its job.

      "What can I do to prove it to you?" I ask. She gets out of the Wraith, coming closer now.

      "Give me a seizure," she states.

      "Okaay?" For a moment, I wonder how I'm going to do this. The solution I come to involves flooding her brain with ridiculous amounts of flashes and colorful pictures. So, I go over to her and place my hand on the back of her head. I start flooding her mind with random images.

      My DG, whom I did not recognize at the time, came out of nowhere as the setting changed around us, into a gymnasium of sorts. "Whatcha doin'?" my DG asked me. She took a look at my Ex's white rolled back eyes, convulsions, and nearly foaming mouth, and said "Ah, the proverbial Mind Fuck." I nod in confirmation.

      By now, a crowd has gathered. I figure she's had enough seizing, so I take my hand off the back of her head. "See, told ya it was a dream."

      She looks around before saying, "But, you didn't do anything."

      "I gave you a seizure."

      "No, you didn't." The crowd laughed, confirming my story.

      And that's all I can accurately remember.