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First. I barely remember this. I was outside of my house which I don't think was really my house. I was calling on my cell phone to get help I think. I dialed three different numbers and none of them connected to anyone.

Second. Many parts. I was at a high school. In a gymnasium. I was I guess in gym class, but no one was wearing gym clothes. We were playing tennis. The net wasn't a tennis net... it was a volleyball net. I had my racket and it was very strange trying to serve over this volleyball net. It's ok, though, we were all having some trouble with it. This girl I used to work with, Borderline, was there. (Andrea and I call her "Borderline" because we think she has borderline personality disorder. She's kind of crazy and we suspect she has a crush on me.) She was on my team and was showing me her outfit which consisted of cream colored pants with almost lime green Adidas stripes down the sides and the same color scheme on her shirt, which was covered up by a cream colored sweater. On the other team's side of the net, there was a cd player like mounted into the wall. One that you could see the cd spinning through the glass. For some reason someone on the other team changed cds and put ICP in. I've never been a fan of the Insane Clown Posse, and was kind of upset when they put that cd in. As it was spinning, it was a black cd with a red cow skull that was I guess singing the lyrics or maybe just opening and closing its mouth.

Next thing I know, I'm in the locker room and I'm trying to find Borderline's locker. I had somehow found her combination somewhere and I felt like she was hiding something from me. Her combo that I found was 1-2-20-20. I was confused because I had never come across a combo that had four numbers, let alone any even numbers. I found her locker and some girls were telling me I'd better hurry up before Borderline came in and caught me trying to get into her locker. I was looking at the lock and the red arrow that you line the numbers up with was off center. All the other locks were normal, though. Well, Borderline came in and caught me. She was really mad and I tried to give her a hug to say I'm sorry, but she refused.

Next thing I know, I'm in a classroom and Borderline's there. She has this evil grin on her face like she's up to something. I get this wave of horrible feelings washing over me and I have to get out of there. I feel like something bad is going to happen. Everything turns into slow motion. I get out of my seat and make my way for the door and it takes forever. I run down the hallway to the door that leads out of school and on my way out, still in slow-mo, I have my hand on the door handle and there's an explosion in the school and it blows me out the door and over a tall chain link fence that's situated to the right of the door as you're going out of it. I grab onto the fence and hang there, stuck to it on the opposite side watching the school blow up. Everything was blown up except for the gym and the locker room.

Next thing I know, I'm back in the school trying to get back into the locker room. I guess since the school had just blown up, I needed to get my stuff out of my locker and go home. There's a teacher telling everyone to hurry up and get their stuff out. In order to get back into the locker room, I had to fit myself into a hole that was blown into the wall that was about five feet wide and two feet deep that was about three feet off the ground. I went to look for Borderline's locker again I guess for evidence that it was her that blew up the school. Her locker had moved. There was a note on it that said so. And A had a locker there, too, that was two lockers underneath Borderline's. (This is weird because A and I never went to school together.) I found a piece of paper that had combinations on it and one was 1-2-2, but I don't know whose locker that was for. Someone was talking to me as I'm looking in like every locker I can get into and I see that they have a book titled "Discovering Disasters" or something like that and I wrote down the name of it. SO I'm looking through all these lockers and finding hoodies. All different colors and styles and brands, and I'm thinking that their owners are probably dead, so I should take them. Then I decide not to. I clean out my locker and leave.

I walk out the back of the building and see that there is a building project going on. They are making a playground attached to the back of the gym. I'm distraught about this. There are tons of kids playing on it and I see that it's not safe. This is by far the largest playground that I've ever seen. It's like city blocks big. There are hundreds of kids and I want them all off this playground! I'm running around telling them to get the hell off this playground equipment. There are tubes to crawl through and slides and monkey bars. The tubes start falling apart. One kid was falling out of the tube he was in and I caught him and he just crawled back in the tube. These kids were not getting off this playground equipment come hell or high water. It was like it was life or death to them. And all their parents were sitting in benches talking to each other and acting like nothing was wrong. I see two black guys and they look like they're realizing that they need to help me get these kids off this brokedown playground. SO I crawl up onto this stuff and find a slide and I go down the slide after like six kids and the slide turns into a tube. Then the tube starts constricting. And flattening. One of the guys was following me, and he asked me if my name was my name. And I was like, how does he know my name? So now... I'm stuck in this flat tube. I have my legs sticking out at the bottom, I almost made it out. I'm yelling for someone to grab my feet and pull me out, but they can't move me at all. They call the rescue squad and cut me out of the tube. I get out and I'm still trying to get these kids off this playground. I'm yelling, "I've been in that tube for two hours and you're *still* on this playground?!?!"

Next thing I know, I'm walking down the sidewalk with someone telling him he should watch Family Guy and to pay close attention to Stewie, he's the one whose head is shaped like a football.

I'm so mad. I slept so badly last night!!! I had pieces of dreams here and there and one that I remember but was stupid and non eventful. And weird. But I'll post it anyway. I suspect that it might have something to do with the diet Dr. Pepper I had last night. I never drink diet soda. Who knows, maybe I'm just looking for a scapegoat.

Something about going to a bookstore. I work at a bookstore IRL. But I was going with this guy Phil who was in my computer classes like two years ago and I haven't seen since. I don't even remember what was so important that we needed at the bookstore. I remember that it was an hour away.

Then I'm in the kitchen at my parents' house. I'm getting some ice cream for a bunch of people that are on my back porch. IRL it's screened in, but here there's just a roof. There are some people eating cake and ice cream and as I'm scooping the ice cream out, I realize that it's just a solid brick of ice cream, not even in a box or anything. Then, my neighbor from across the street John comes over and he's all fucked up. He said he was in a motorcycle accident. I thought this was strange because it's my next door neighbor Randy that has the motorcycle, not John. So he was like bleeding still and had a bandage on his hand like it was all wrapped up. And his face is all bruised. And he sits down and my dad's at the other end of the table and John and my dad start discussing how fast he was going and how many RPM's he was up to.

Then I'm on a school bus. I'm watching my other neighbor from across the street Alice, who has graduated college already, get off the bus at a bus stop that is on the opposite end of the street from where we live. Someone sitting in front of me and I are like spying on Alice. We're trying to figure out a way to get off the bus and follow her without her realizing that she's being followed. I wish I became lucid so I could have done December's basic task!!! It's ok, I still have ten nights to try.

To be honest, these are really two dreams, both of which occurred last night. I was attempting a WBTB after about five hours of sleep, but apparently I woke myself up too much, as I only really fell asleep twenty or so minutes before I had to wake up. I'm pretty sure both of these dreams happened in that twenty minutes.

I'm driving on a road which is under construction, slowly passing in front of a mansion. I get the feeling I've been driving in circles, watching this mansion for a good while. However, any time I stop my car, the security cameras positioned around the house 'watch' me intently. Even when I try to hide, I can tell they are still watching. So, I drive around the loop in front of the house one more time- I remember one stretch of the road went down a rather large dirt ravine in a tunnel, before sharply pulling back up. Finally, however, I park my car out of sight, crawl under some leafy bushes, and peer through a minuscule hole, escaping the notice of the cameras. There appears to be some sort of party going on in the mansion, and several nice cars are parked out front. Making a decision, I run out through the front gate and steal a limo that is parked out front. As I start to drive away, I notice two things: a man in a pink bathrobe surrounded by several other people, shaking his fist at me; and a group of security guards closing the front gate. However, there appears to be a hole in the bushes surrounding the mansion, which I drive through, making the security guards jump out of the way at the last second. I drive away, security in pursuit, and somehow manage to get my limo flung up into the air, with me inside. (This was after driving up the side of the ravine mentioned earlier.) When I land, I take a much smaller, more practical car, and drive away in it.

I didn't realize it then, but much of that last dream was probably inspired by Grand Theft Auto IV, a game which I own, even though I haven't played it in a while. This next was is relatively more simple, but seems more vivid in my mind. I would say I had this one after the GTA dream.

I'm going back to school the first day of my sophomore year. I'm taking a zero hour class, so I'm at school an hour earlier than most people. My zero hour class is chemistry, which interestingly enough I've already taken, and I know all of my classmates, but not the teacher. We do this class on computers, but I don't think we actually do much, saying this is the first day. Next, we have homeroom, but I don't know what room I'm supposed to go to. I get by the library, where the class listings are, and find my name. However, I also realize that I have no shoes on, even though I did earlier. I retrace my steps, and locate my shoes in the stairwell. I finally go to my homeroom at the guidance office, where a bunch of other kids are waiting, saying that the door is locked.

Key:
Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes, Hypnagogic Hallucinations
i inner awareness, a action, f form, c context

Prison Complex

I was in some kind of prison complex ( c ). I felt as though I was trying to or wanted to escape. Briefly the perspective was third person and from a 2d side on perspective like a 2d side scrolling brawler or platform game ( c,i ).

Back in the first person view I was standing in a hallway. The walls, floor, ceiling, everything was grey concrete. There was a large dark window on the wall looking in to a room and a mop and bucket next to me. I moved forward slightly and as I passed a corner I noticed there was a prisoner next to me. I knew he wasn't a real prisoner. I had a sense of injustice, and I think I said something to the effect of it being unfair. The fake prisoner punched me. He had a silver coloured ring on.

Soylent Green is People!

I was at secondary school sitting in the boys changing rooms with the other people that were in my year and a few years either way above and below ( c ). We were going to be turned in to some kind of stew to feed to the current generation of kids at the school. It was supposed to make them more intelligent by absorbing the knowledge of those who had come before them, and thus raise the status of the school ( c ). I recalled that they must have done this back when we were at school and thought of S's eldest brother being turned in to a stew and having ate him.

We were being led out of the changing rooms towards the main entrance and outside when myself and some others were removed from the line by Mrs. M ( c ). Apparently we were being spared to be part of some special group. We were standing around outside of the main entrance. I only recognised L ( c ). She was standing across from me looking disinterested. Mrs. M explained that we were going to have some special procedure done that would make us unable to hear a certain frequency of sound. She ten revealed that I already naturally was unable to hear the frequency, and I recalled that this was true ( c,i ).

Along with the ability to hear the particular frequency, we would also gain the ability to not be detected by a certain scanning device ( c,f ). I imagined a strange hand-held device with a blue light on top of an antenna that would beep faster when it was facing its target person. I was then talking with L and explained that the downside to not being able to hear the frequency was not being able to hear some alarms.

I woke up with tinnitus...

Puppy Cake

I was in a supermarket. Everything looked like a cartoon ( f,c ). I was looking over at an aisle with cereal on the shelves. There were men dressed like superheroes. One in particular was dressed in a purple suit. He was wearing glasses over the face mask. and had regular looking shoes on. I knew he wasn't a real superhero but was doing some kind of promotion related to the cereal.

I was in a queue for the checkout with Joe from Family Guy ( c ). He was still a cartoon but his hands and arms looked real ( f ). We shook hands -- his hands were extremely sweaty and it was kind of gross. I could see the sweat on his palms. The superhero guy shouted over to us that the cereal Joe was buying wasn't as good unless you ate it where it was made. It was some kind of chocolate based cereal in a yellow box. Joe replied that Quahog was where it was made, and that was where we were ( c ). Then we high-fived, and again his hands were really sweaty.

I was suddenly holding a blancmange and cake based dessert ( f ). It was in the shape of the face of a dog. It was white with brown ears and had it's tongue out. The eyes were not quite on centre, so it looked a bit retarded. I placed it on the checkout conveyor. Joe's wife commented that it looked just like a dog they used to have that died. We started to eat it then and there. When we bit in to it, it made a strange noise ( f ). Joe's wife commented that the dog they had made the exact same strange noise...

triple post

I am staring at myself in the bathroom mirror. I grow horns, and my face changes to a devil face. I grow hair on my legs, and hooves. I grin. I morph into an indigo panda wielding a bamboo staff. I morph into a purple jaguar cub with cute little wings. I become a huge bony man-dog, a black and white Great Dane.

I push against the door. It ripples.

I step through into a dream.

I am in a speakeasy during Prohibition in America. I am upstairs, brushing my teeth in a bathroom. There is a woman getting dressed on a bed. She is speaking in a New York accent, but I have no idea what the hell is saying. She seems to be complaining about something.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

She looks at me blankly. I then realize she's a DC.

"Where's the dreamer? Who's dream am I in?"

She mumbles some Charlie Brown adult gobbledy-gook. I put on a tie in annoyance, and a sportscoat and go downstairs. Shit... my hat. Fuck it.

There is a black man playing piano, and a bunch of rowdy white people.

Some loudmouth is yelling/singing, "Play us a song, darkie... play us a song..."

I scan the area for dreamers. I see most of the people are dreamers but don't even realize they are dreaming.

I run to the middle of the bar.

HEY EVERYONE! YOU ARE DREAMING!

The music stops. Everyone stares at me. I morph into an indigo panda, and start dancing.

I AM THE GOD OF LUCIDITY BITCHES, AND IT'S 38:38 o'clock, so kick ass and take names, because who knows when the dream is going to be over!

Some people fly through the roof. Others walk out of the bar. The black guy clocks the guy in the face making the racist comments.

"What? You uppity nigger! Just because this is New-"

I turn in a jaguar and leap upon the racist dude, biting his head off. He deflates. I then realize he's a DC of the black pianist. "Man, this was your own DC!"

"What?"

"Oh, nevermind, just enjoy-"

The black dude is staring at his hands. They turn into snakes, then, the hands of a white person, then he disappears.

The bartender shouts. "A sorcerer! A sorcerer! Kill him!" A bunch of cheesy lego-like Templars march down the stairs. I roll on the floor laughing, then turn into the big bad wolf, and blow them over like birthday candle flames.

I wake up rolling around in the biodome.

Nomad, what are you doing?

I am trying to make people lucid, Raven.

You can't even make yourself lucid!

I know.

Are you lucid right now?

No.

This is a dream.

I know.

Raven shoots sparkly stuff at my third eye.

I become lucid. I fly to the top of The Tower. I see people milling about in the Biodome. There are funny little houses and shops. It reminds me of the city we went to on the Dream Warrior Planet.

Are these people from DV?

Is the Biodome cooler than the City of Nowhere?

Guargawn appears beside me. He laughs and pats me on the shoulder. No, no, these are just different types of people. Some people like LA, some people like New York, and some people like Atlantis.

So.. which one is this?

This, my friend, is The Biodome.

I walk around exploring the streets and the open market. I introduce myself as Mayor of the Biodome. Some people ask me what the Biodome is. Others say I am not the Mayor. Raven Knight is. Others say Stephanie is. Others say having a mayor is a stupid idea.

I turn into a bunch of cats, and roar at people: YOU AR DREAMING!

Note: For the past several nights I have wanted to view the dream Walms said I had where I fought Xildron. So far I have not had any luck doing this, or at least not any luck recalling it. This night was different, though, I do recall viewing the dream and it was, indeed, an epic dream.

I was in my own living room sitting in the seat on the couch I always use typing away on my laptop. I was working on a homework assignment, but I needed to draw something… I wanted to get my drawing done on the computer, but I wasn't sure how to go about that. I was trying to draw with the mouse in a graphic program that looked sort of like MS Paint but had more features, like a stripped down version of Photoshop… I wasn't getting anything done at all. I sat there and pondered for a bit longer until I had an idea. I clicked on the screen and I got a popup saying I should buy medication to make my penis bigger… um… no need for that. I closed it and got two more popups… One for Viagra and one for breast implants… closed them. There were immediately more popups… 5 of them. First came, "Discover great sex!" The second said, "Run your own business from home!" The third said, "Erectile dysfunction is a thing of the past!" The next one said, "Are you suffering from ED?" Finally came, "Make your penis two times larger!" I was about to close those when I saw that with the order they had appeared, one on top of the others, only the first letter of each title was visible… D-R-E-A-M! My computer was trying to tell me something! I was dreaming? I did a RC and became lucid.

Ok… this was cool. I was in a lucid. Now to remember my goals. The first goal I remembered was to view the dream Walms told me about where I fought Xildron. I already had my computer on, so this would be easy. I logged onto my dream records on my computer and searched for the Xildron dream. Having found it, I double clicked it and selected to view the holo-record. This was going to be cool! The hologram played, I saw the dream from the perspective I had when I was dreaming it… the only thing was that it was a recording, so even if I thought I had made a dumb move, I was unable to do anything but watch the events unfold. Since I knew nothing serious had gone wrong, I relaxed and went with the flow of the dream.

At the beginning of the dream I was wanting to find Xildron, and I also remembered that Pablo had said maybe he could help with the tracking. I wasn't sure if that was true, but there is nothing to be lost by trying it that way at least once, so I opened a portal to Pablo's inner world. I stepped into a forest and found myself pounced on by a cute fox that clearly wanted to play. I called him Pablo and said I was there because he had said he could help me find Xildron, which was something I definitely wanted to do. The fox looked at me for a bit as if not understanding what I had said, then he looked disappointed, then he turned into his human form. He said I didn't seem to want to have any fun. I told him if he wanted, I could come back in a future dream for fun, but right now I wanted to find Xildron. I focused on opening a portal, directing the portal to track down Xildron as best as I could. It looked like Pablo was also focusing on something, though I couldn't tell on what. Finally a portal opened. I remembered being hit in the face by an energy blast last time I had tried to track Xildron, so I directed the portal a short distance away so I could get through it without being seen immediately. I thanked Pablo, told him he might want to stay there in his inner world for his own safety, while he couldn't be hurt in a dream, that didn't necessarily make it fun to get blasted to dust.

I went through the portal and emerged on what looked like a moon of some kind. I could see a planet in the sky, the planet looked similar to Earth but it had a ring around it. I looked around on the surface of the moon and wondered if Xildron was there. I scanned for energy sources and spotted one, so I followed the energy. I found someone in one of the large craters, I wasn't sure what he was doing, so I got closer to him to see if he was the one I was looking for. He physically matched the description Walms had given me. When I got a bit closer he turned suddenly and fired a blast of flames at me, apparently attacking before he could even know who was behind him. I used Whiplash to send the blast back at him, he absorbed the energy back and sent it back at me again. I formed Witchblade into armor to protect myself from the blast… or I tried to do that, but nothing happened. I looked at my wrist and saw there was no bracelet there, the bracelet that is my Witchblade was missing. How could it be missing when I never take it off? The blast of flames was strong enough to send me flying clear off of the moon and into space, in the direction of the planet with the man following after me.

I turned around to head back to the moon, but the man, who I had decided very well might be Xildron, was blocking my way with a wall of flames. Apparently he wasn't going to cooperate with a healing spell, I would have to get rid of some of his energy first, so I focused on the song Enter Sandman. The spirals of dark and light energy formed around Xildron, creating a large explosion contained in the center. There was another explosion around Xildron that cancelled out the explosion from Enter Sandman… I tried the more powerful version of Enter Sandman, which involves inserting a tiny piece of antimatter type energy in the center of the explosion, about the size of a grain of sand, but none the less it is enough to intensify the explosion formed there. So now the spirals of light and dark energy formed, I threw the grain of antimatter energy into the center of the exchange… normally I would get antimatter energy from Witchblade so I'm not really sure where I got the energy… and there was a much larger explosion.

This explosion clearly had an effect on Xildron, it pissed him off. He absorbed both the dark and the light energy from the Enter Sandman spell and came out of the explosion, tackling me and we shot through space towards the planet. It was clearly a live planet, I didn't want to fight on a live planet, so I opened a portal in our path that would take us to a place where it would be safe to fight without having to think about possible collateral damage.

Xildron and I fell out of the portal onto a barren planet, in a huge canyon with some impressive rock formations but no sign of life. It was too bad that we might destroy the rock formations, but at least there was no life on the planet that could get caught up in our fight. Now that there was no other living thing in the area I switched tactics to use Crush 'Em by Megadeth since apparently Xildron would absorb either dark or light energy, Crush 'Em creates a gravity based attack. The first wave of gravity pushed Xildron into a large crater, which seemed to surprised him a bit although it didn't seem to hurt him much. He was instantly came at me again, I sent another pair of gravity blasts at him… the first one pushed him against the canyon wall, the second one was from above and pushed him down into a large crater. He was going to come at me again, but I kept the waves of gravity coming… "Now I lay you down to rest, you'll never be more than second best, step inside, you're in for a ride, and we crush, crush 'em!" After a large number of the gravity blasts had pounded him into a rather deep crater I looked in and it seemed he was a bit disoriented. Maybe now would be a good chance for a healing spell…

I got closer to where Xildron was, he was just getting up and glared over at me, but by now I had already started the healing song I had chosen which was Silver and Cold by AFI. The song was having the effect of pulling off some of his unstable dark energy and replacing it with stable dark energy since I was certain his base energy type was dark. It looked like he was about to attack me when the stable energy started being returned to him, and then he stopped with a really puzzled look on his face. Did that mean it was working? It must mean it was working, he had definitely noticed something in the energy that was returning to him. I continued with the song, focusing a bit on stabilizing the dark energy I was absorbing, and the song was just about over when Xildron got a pissed off look on his face. He came directly in front of me and glared directly into my eyes, the healing spell had not done enough… there was still a lot of hate in there… he said he would know that energy anywhere. He said my mission to kill him would fail, he would send me back to the fool who had sent me… send me back in pieces. He grabbed hold of my left arm and powered up a blast of energy he had aimed at my face.

Ok, so apparently he still wanted to fight more and I was still up a creek without a Witchblade, so I decided to go the other way and use the dark energy to follow the Alex Mercer (from the game Prototype) archetypes I have developed in my mind… I used the dark energy and formed my right arm into Mercer's sword blade. I cut at his arm that was holding on to me, and he quickly released me when he was cut by the blade. So now we engaged in an intense and fast paced battle where he was using an array of physical and energy attacks and I was using the full arsenal of Alex Mercer attacks as well the armor Alex Mercer used in Prototype, the armor was hopefully going to replace the missing Witchblade armor. During this battle, however, neither of us seemed to be able to get the upper hand. I was glad I have been speed training with Vegeta or I probably couldn't have kept up! While I was mentally thanking Vegeta I must have let my guard down just a bit because I got hit by a large blast of energy and knocked into the wall, closely followed by Xildron, who was now demanding to know why… I felt Xildron probing my mind and I quickly blocked him out, but he had gotten a small piece of information… Xildron wanted to know why Walms had sent me to do his dirty work instead of coming to face Xildron himself. He called Walms a coward and said he would have to teach dear old dad a lesson.

Xildron was hesitating, apparently wanting some answers out of me which I had no intention of giving. I barely noticed that my energy was getting a bit unstable from the unstable energy I had absorbed from Xildron and from the fighting with so much dark energy that I'm not completely used to… Xildron was demanding that I say something… so I did, but it wasn't what he wanted to hear. "Suddenly, the unreal silence was broken by a lament, a lament coming up from the deepest darkest abyss…" He asked what the fuck I was talking about, clearly confused by that seemingly random statement, "And from the seven gates of the dark fortress, the dead come back to life to face you… this is Hell!" Xildron gave me a look of anger and frustration, not expecting the effect of the spell he had willingly given me time to set up without interference… "Immortal fire, now rise, light my heart, light my way through the darkness, a guardian of space and time!"

A massive wall of energy erupted around Xildron and me, which took him by surprise. I guided the energy on a path to center in on Xildron, but it wasn't entirely stable… there was both dark and light energy in the wall of flames, they were mixing with each other and becoming even more unstable… instead of centering in on Xildron, the flames concentrated in the area all around Xildron, which included where I was, I had just been blasted by my own energy attack, how lame is that? I tried to get out of the path of my own immortal fire spell, I ended up right in front of Xildron. He said he would send me back to his father in pieces, my mission had failed. A portal opened behind me and Xildron absorbed some of the immortal fire energy and used it to push me through the portal, which closed behind me.

I was now in the air over a green forest, although I felt more like passing out than flying, It is extremely draining to release a large amount of energy and then get nailed by that same attack. I flew for a bit, and then felt that I was falling, but someone grabbed hold of me and took me in for a landing. I looked to see who it was and I saw it was Walms. Xildron had said he was going to send me to Walms, and he had done just that. I wondered how much energy Xildron had left, had he been able to absorb all of what I had put into the immortal fire spell? Was he still strong and ready to go or was he also about to pass out after that fight? I had no way of knowing.

I was trying to tell Walms that Xildron was coming and he was pissed, but I didn't seem able to make Walms hear me. He looked rather pissed off… was he mad at me? For starting a fight with Xildron? Whether he was mad at me or not, he was healing me, I could feel the icy cold of his stable dark energy flowing through me, I felt some better from that. I told him to be careful, Xildron was pissed. I saw no one had followed me through into Walms' world, there was a kid there… maybe Xildron wasn't in any condition to come through and get pissed at Walms right now. Maybe the fight had taken more out of him than he had let on. No matter what the reason, he had not followed me through the portal. Walms was saying something I couldn't understand, but then I was teleported and found I was in my own bed. I was still tired, I thought I had just woken up. I should take notes on the Xildron fight, but I couldn't find the energy to sit up and write the stuff down, so instead I just fell back asleep again. By the time I woke in the morning I had completely forgotten the dream.

The hologram viewing ended when I woke up, and I was on my couch with my computer. I was thinking it had been foolish to use an immortal fire when my energy was that unstable, of course that would lead to a highly unstable immortal fire spell which would be nearly impossible to control properly. Maybe if I put it together with Crush 'Em the gravity could pull the full force of the immortal fire to one target with more accuracy… maybe if I… but I didn't have time to ponder other ideas before I woke.

#952:
Date: July 19th, 2010
Length: 3 minutes

I'm on the lawn in front of some large mansion, which is apparently where I'm staying with my family. The mansion has taken fire, and I've apparently just run out to safety. I just stand there for a while, not really doing anything.

The dream seems to flash forward here, and I find myself back in high school, on a regular day of class. I have apparently just found out that my dad and brother died in the fire. Shocked and sobbing, I'm escorted to some history class by a couple of people (in suits?). In there, the teacher offers her condolences, but tells me I'll still have to do my presentation today.

I sit down, still in tears, sort of trying to think about what I'm going to say during my presentation, but unable to really focus. No one around me seems to know what happened, and a girl in front of me turns around and asks. I explain, and she seems really sorry for me. She puts a hand on my shoulder and tries to comfort me. I tell her that this whole story seems a bit strange to me, and that I can feel that something isn't right but can't quite figure it out. We discuss what I can remember from the fire, and I tell her that the strangest thing in all of this is that the place that burned down isn't even where we actually live. I keep thinking about this, and realize that one explanation would be that this is a dream. On the off chance that it is, I decide to try to wake myself up. I close my eyes forcefully, focus, and then reopen them quickly -- in real life.




#953:
Date: July 19th, 2010
Length: 2 minutes

I'm in some kind of a desert-like area, in a large network of canyons where a soccer game is apparently being played. I'm some distance away, near some guy I used to know and a couch with two video game controllers on it. Apparently I can control one of the players using the controllers, or just walk up to the game and play in it myself. I chat with the guy for a while, and I think he picks up one controller. I think I ended up walking towards the "field", and I noticed several of the players were professionals (I recall seeing Puyol). One side was basically getting destroyed, with the ball constantly near their goal.

07/20/10

I take invulnerability for granted.

I'm chasing after a kid on skis, speeding down a snow covered hill in Ixburg. Since when does Ixburg have hills, anyway?

When I get to the bottom, the kid is jumping onto the nose of a helicopter. The helicopter sways dangerously, the kid's weight moving it off balance. I'm the pilot now, trying to keep the machine on course.

I'm in my high school, in English with my eighth grade class. Our homeroom teacher says we have to get our heads in the game, as we'll be in grade twelve before we know it, and that'll be goddamn hard.

"Grade 12 was easy," I mutter.

A couple classmates look at me incredulously.

"Time travel." I shrug.

I go outside. I'm standing in the courtyard in front of the school when Mal Reynolds swoops in, shouting that we've lost Zoe - she's been kidnapped.

I call Zoe's cell, not really expecting her to pick up. The phone does get picked up, though, and I hear a male voice on the other end. We chat about kidnapping and hypothetical ways that everybody can get what they want, like our first mate back in one piece. We get along very well.

I tell Mal that he can land Serenity (the ship) on the top of the Ixburg apartment block. Wait, do my parents still live there? It's really hard for me to remember where in the timeline we are. I know that I'm dreaming, but it doesn't really register as important.

Walking along the top of the hill, I look at the horizon, and am surprised to realize that it's suddenly a lot lower. I'm walking along the cliff side of the Stawamus Chief, looking out over Squamish.

I happily run through what seems like a set freerunning route, making impossible jumps and pushing myself farther than I ever would in real life. I aim for a two-inch stick jutting up for the ground, try to land on the top -

Later, I poke around outside of a missile launch site. Some kind of shuttle is getting sent up into the air, and I'm informed via comlink that anyone outside is about to die a horrible and painful death. The countdown has already started.

I see two more people snooping around, both guys dressed in black. They seem clumsy and incompetent, and I wave at them when they finally notice me. They stalk towards me threateningly.

...three, two, one, lift off!

The air is filled with swirling shards of glass. White light burns down from above, refracted by the bloody glass and singeing the ground below.

The moment ends. The two thugs are a charred mass of bone, strewn about the untouched grass.

I wander down another hill, into an alley. I'm with a group of boys, and we've all joined up our bicycles into a chain that we've lit up with Christmas lights. Another bike speeds down the alley, lit up with neon, and I take a moment to appreciate how awesome it looks.

The boy at the front of the chain doesn't notice, though. He cuts off the neon-lit bike, and the rider crashes into the second and third bikes in the chain.

The four boys are swearing at each other, and the situation is about to escalate into violence. Calmly, I go over to the broken neon bike, and fix the chain and the broken cables. The owner notices that I'm touching his bike, and it distantly occurs to me that he might try to pick a fight with me next. I'm not worried.

The light sputters back into life.

Hills. Scare Factor: 2.

I wrote a couple interesting dreams in my handwritten journal this weekend. I'll make time to type them up sometime this week. I had a really vague string of lucid FAs, too.

ETA: "rocket launch, people die" was scribbled in the margins of my notebook. I can't believe I missed that. I bet it was exciting.

Hello, i am new here, but i will write anyway. i have been lucidly dreaming for a whiloe now, and it is safe to say that i am a master on it. Before i start i will explain something i have found out.
first off, when you dream, you make everything they way you want it to. You design the arcitecture, for example a simple house. It is your subconcious mind that poulates the house you made with people. ALL these people in your dream will be people you have once seen in your life. (even if you dont remember) the brain is a wonderful thing. EVERYTHING you see hear smell say taste experienc or do is recorded pixel (ecuse the expression) perfect into your brain. It is tucked away. So, before you go to sleep, you imagine a house. (for beginners) you subcoinsious mind will populate that house with people. For example, you mom or dad, or brother or sister. Everything you say to them and they way you interact with them is from your subconsios mind. You CAN however, change the outcome and manupulate the output of your mind. althoug you cannot contro;l someone being there, you may be able to erradicate then with a finger snap. Whn i dream lucidly, i bring a totem with me. >For example a top. i keep itin my pocket when i sleep. that way, if i spin the top and it spins forever or its not there, then i know im dreaming. no need to pinc yourself, ect... brin dsomething with you. i put it back into my pocekt, and then i look around... i see.. white. pERFECT. a canval. i will think up my world, an emplty world building houses cars smells, ect. then my subconsious mind will put people into it. i can then interact with it. your subconsious mind dosent like you to mess around with it, it is designed to defend itself. for exam[le, in one of my lucid dreams, i was trying to remember a password to an email account i have forgotten. i knew it was in my mind. So imagined a bank with a huge ass safe. that treiggered my brain to think, ok its a safe, lets put something in it. (prior to goint to sleep, i referenced my brain to my password) my subconsious mind put in the password. But it was locked. One of my friend used to be a safecraker (in RL) so i found him (dont ask me how, i dont even know) and he started cracking the safe. but guess what my subconsious mind did, it just randomly put on armed secutrity guards... thats when i come in and make a gun appere. Ya you got it., a gun battle, like in the movies. My friend finally gets the safe open, and i barely make it in there alive, i read it: yes it is my password. my brain tucled it away and i "forgot" it, but now i remembered it... then i get hit in the chest and die... thats when i wake up. When you die you wake up. that is my first day, and introduction according to what i have experienced. i will get into dreams within dreams with dreams (ect) later. (its relly cool, trust me)

I watch a bunch of dreamers as they move through their dreams. They stay still, and their dreams move around them. They spin to change the scene, or to go to a different location. I notice people sniff others a lot. I have never noticed it before. Everything looks like a cartoon.

Then, I see energy trails like scents. I realize we are sniffing energy.

Everything is black.

I smell saltwater. I hear ocean waves. I regain my sight. I am standing on a beach with grey sand somewhere in Ireland. I see a lady in a white dress looking out to sea. I feel she is very sad. "Raven?"

She turns to me. She has a rotten skull face. I recoil in horror. The entire dream writhes with parasites and innards. I feel nauseous. I teleport into a microscopic size. I fly through the walls of the dream. It's a cube. There is a creepy boy in a science lab levitating the dream between his hands.

At this point the dream explodes, and becomes nearly indescribable.

Smashed bubbles... Dreams within dreams.... losers winning...

I watch a bunch of dreamers as they move through their dreams. They stay still, and their dreams move around them. They spin to change the scene, or to go to a different location. I notice people sniff others a lot. I have never noticed it before. Everything looks like a cartoon.

Then, I see energy trails like scents. I realize we are sniffing energy.

Everything is black.

I smell saltwater. I hear ocean waves. I regain my sight. I am standing on a beach with grey sand somewhere in Ireland. I see a lady in a white dress looking out to sea. I feel she is very sad. "Raven?"

She turns to me. She has a rotten skull face. I recoil in horror. The entire dream writhes with parasites and innards. I feel nauseous. I teleport into a microscopic size. I fly through the walls of the dream. It's a cube. There is a creepy boy in a science lab levitating the dream between his hands.

At this point the dream explodes, and becomes nearly indescribable.

Smashed bubbles... Dreams within dreams.... losers winning...

Note: I have been having a lot of nights lately where I can't recall much in the way of my dreams, sometimes not remembering any at all. This is getting rather frustrating. I focused on one goal as I fell asleep tonight, I have been intending to go to MoSh's inner world and make sure Asuka is ok, MoSh has suggested she might need healing. I focused on this goal and managed to slip into a WILD…

I was in MoSh's inner world. This was a familiar sight to me, and the appearance of his house continued to remain unchanging. I stood in the yard for a short time before approaching the front door and knocking. The door opened shortly later and I saw Asuka standing there with a bright smile on her face. My first impression was that there was nothing wrong with her, she seemed to feel fine. I did an energy scan and her energy looked fine as well. She invited me into the house where I found MoSh kicked back in the living room watching a big flat screen television. I looked closer and saw it wasn't a television show on there, rather it was a video game. I didn't recognize the game, so I asked MoSh what he was playing. He said he was playing the new Starcraft game. He did a couple more things, dropped a curse word, and then said he had been distracted by me and now he was dead. I muttered an apology, though I wasn't sure how I had managed to distract him enough that he would lose a strategy game like Starcraft.

MoSh didn't actually seem upset about the game, he asked what I had come over for. I said he had indicated that maybe Asuka had needed healing; I asked if she was still in need of healing. He said some extra healing energy could never do any harm, so I might as well go ahead and do it. For some reason I thought it was a good idea to take us all to the healing glen to do the healing, so I opened a portal and took MoSh and Asuka with me through.

On the other side we were in a healing glen, but it was the one in the biodome rather than the one where the Crystal Golem lives. There were a few other people there to include Nomad, Basara, and Pablo, and we all did a group healing. The glen was filled with some very relaxing golden energy. The energy was so relaxing that it felt like I might just wake up right there, but I didn't want to. I was in a lucid dream finally, and I wanted it to last longer than this. I focused on stabilizing the dream and managed to do it, then I opened a portal back to MoSh's inner world. When we exited the portal we were back in the living room, the game of Starcraft was still displayed on the flat screen television as it had been before we had left. MoSh looked at the screen and said he wasn't dead after all and then went back to playing the game. Asuka came out of the kitchen and had a plate full of warm cookies. She said we'd gotten back just in time to have cookies. I helped myself to some cookies, and they were delicious.

Chocolate chip cookies, double chocolate cookies, triple chocolate cookies… they were all delicious. MoSh ate some cookies, too, I saw him eating a particularly large cookie and he seemed to be enjoying it. I ate more cookies and then felt like I was making a pig of myself so I stopped.

I asked MoSh if he wanted to do something now. He continued playing Starcraft for a few more minutes before he said he wanted to keep playing Starcraft, he was having fun with that. I said ok, and then I grabbed him and jumped into the television with him… if he wanted to play Starcraft, let's actually go into the game and play it! It felt like MoSh and I were going through a wormhole. We were going to exit the other side of the wormhole into a Starcraft world.

I don't remember anything past this point. I have the idea that the dream continued, but the rest of my memory of it is a complete blank. So this is the end of my record of this dream.

TW had a really neat bedroom and was showing IE shots of it through webcam. He had brown and cream-coloured, stripey sheets on his bed (lol I think my new housemate has this), which was a double bed, with a matching lampshade.

MicroTorrent was ruining everyone's internet. Even the Barack Obama's, haha. It was some opposition leader's evil plan to ruin the internet for all.

There was some shop where we could buy stuff. I don't know what stuff though.

Note: Having not have accomplished any of my goals from last night, those goals just carried over to tonight aside from the fact Nomad warned of a Templar attack last night and there was no such warning about tonight. Unfortunately, I was not successful in entering a WILD…

I was in a city, moving around amongst some buildings. It seemed I was in a neighborhood at the edge of a downtown area as there were both single family homes and a few tall buildings around. I was there with Tigress and MoSh, and we all had large caliber weapons with us. Since I'm not familiar with fire arms I'm not sure exactly what kind of gun I had, but I know there were shotgun shells involved… and another kind of bullet… my knowledge of guns stops with pointing them and pulling the trigger. >.< The reason for the weapons was quickly revealed as zombies came from around a corner and at us. As I said above, I know how to point a gun and shoot. So I did that and fired at the approaching zombies, aiming for the heads. The heads literally exploded as the bullets hit their mark. I found I was actually a better shot than I had realized, so far I hadn't missed a single shot.

Tigress, MoSh, and I entered a tall building where we knew there were people trapped on an upper level. We had to fight our way through the building and up the stairwell to the tenth floor where the people were trapped. They had become trapped as they had been trying to escape, but the stairwell was completely blocked by zombies and they hadn't had enough ammunition to even try to get through. The three of us shot our way through the zombies until we got to the tenth floor door, then we went onto the floor. Someone pointed a gun at us, but then showed their obvious relief when they saw we weren't zombies. We told them that the path to the bottom floor was clear of zombies now so they could get out of the building and to the shelter. They quickly left. I wondered if there might be anyone else on the level, and apparently Tigress and MoSh had the same idea because they continued searching. I went with her to cover them and to help them look.

Upon opening an office door I saw a man in the corner, crouched there with a clearly wounded leg, he raised his gun reflexively and fired. He saw we weren't zombies at the last minute and pulled the gun to the side, which caused him to shoot a golden retriever lying at his feet. He shot the dog three times before he stopped shooting, then yelled in horror and grief, and started sobbing over the dog. The dog was just injured, not dead, so I went over and healed the dog right away.

The man had been bitten by zombies several times, and it was surely only a matter of time before he turned to a zombie. He said he knew that would happen and he wanted to die before he turned. I put a bullet in his brain before we took the dog and continued searching. There were only a couple zombies left wandering around on this level, and we quickly dispatched them. The dog searched out several more survivors in the building before we heard a loud roaring noise from up above. That sounded like our cue to get out of there. The rest of us went back down the stairwell and into the main lobby area. The survivors ran out the door and disappeared into the night, no doubt heading for the shelter, as the crashing sounds from above got louder and closer. The dog had its hackles raised and was snarling menacingly at the elevator door.

With a loud crash and a blast of dust and debris a huge creature hit the bottom of the elevator shaft and crawled out… or at least part of it crawled out… this thing was like nothing I have ever seen before, it is really hard to even try to describe it. But as close as I can come, the thing coming out of the elevator shaft was like a long tentacle with a mouth in the end, that mouth was filled with razor sharp teeth, and it was pretty clear that the main mass of the monster was still partially up the elevator shaft… Well, no matter what the whole thing looked like, Tigress, MoSh and I opened all up on the thing with all the firepower we had, I found my gun also fired grenades as I shot the grenades up towards the damaged wall where the main mass of the creature would be. There were many explosions, I wasn't sure who had shot what, and finally there was a huge and messy explosion within the elevator shaft, the thing let out an unearthly screech of pain or anger or both… and then the entire building started to shake. Tigress, MoSh, and I barely got out of the building before it collapsed in a massive cloud of dust and debris.

Now the three of us split up to search through the neighborhood for any other survivors. We stayed together for a while because the dog was leading us to everyone who needed help. As we found a few more dogs, we split up to search faster By the time we reached the other end of the neighborhood I alone had rescued 12 people, 15 cats, and 10 dogs. Somehow the cats and dogs knew to stay with me, and the three of us came back to the shelter being followed by all of these people and animals. The golden retriever with us seemed quite pleased with itself at having led us to all of those people and animals. I was petting some of the cats when I noticed everything seemed unstable, I was beginning to consider doing a reality check but I woke up before I could.