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    This is where I, RelicWraith, will report my dreams for others' (dis)pleasure. As this is only a supplementary journal for me, there may be some apparently misplaced and missing log entries. Similarly, I won't bore anyone with certain sets of meta-data (ie induction techniques used, dream signs, etc.), though I'll gladly reveal as much if asked. Furthermore, any name of personally known real life figures will be replaced with ever-changing aliases.

    WIP

    1. Log 2783 - Ogress Battle Awareness

      by , 12-14-2022 at 11:54 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Wednesday 14 December 2022

      Got fragments and a DILD today.

      Scrap Group 1
      At a mall's parking garage. For some reason, I punch through a wall that I thought lead into a maintenance closet. Instead, this unsealed a secret chamber filled with mummies. I conflated all this with Minecraft for some reason.

      Dreamlet to dream. I was in some desert wasteland. I get attacked by some type of magical foe (a witch/evil priest?). I zoom to avoid their attacks. Then, I fly up sky high, and dive down to deliver a mach punch. It missed, but the result created a massive shockwave, leaving behind a great crater. I repeated this maneuver a few more times. The sensation got too (frighteningly) intense to just be a pre-dream state, but I was too caught up in the moment to realize.

      At work.1 Some guy was being a loud-mouthed asshole. I got incensed, enough so that I marched up to him and winded for a punch. Suddenly, that guy morphed into my brother. I got really confused, but only thought to walk away.

      Dream 1 - Ogress Battle Awareness

      Dreamlet to dream. The visuals were blurred. I was trekking up a dusty mountain during daytime. I got bored, and tried imagining an opponent to fight. Just then, a huge figure clambers up from the valley below. This was a semi-nude ogress, a fat, frumpy woman with dark stringy hair and mottled, sun damage skin, standing about 60ft in height. Her appearance fizzled and warped before settling on a more permanent form. Feeling the vibrations of her footsteps convinced me this was a full dream.

      Soon, the scowling, crooked-teethed giantess made blatant her intent to eat me. Good enough justification to fight back. Taking the initiative, I fly past then circle around her, avoiding her wide swipes with ease. She eventually lost track of me during the melee. As she bumbled around, I wind a good distance behind her, then deliver a rocket-speed aerial tackle on the back of her left knee. The troll-woman's stance faltered, though she didn't quite fall over. I rush with some rapid flying kicks on her backside, but this was resisted completely.

      My opponent soon regained her footing. Growling in rage, she gave chase. So I glided away, keeping well away from arm's reach, though I couldn't really shake her off. So, taking the offensive again, I arced back to deliver a flying elbow at her knee. I continued pummeling her joint, and before long, the giant hag fell over prone. Landing beneath her, I winded up for a skyward upper. But, before I could finish off the monster, the dream deteriorated.

      Updated 12-15-2022 at 03:02 AM by 89930

      Categories
      lucid , dream fragment
    2. Log 2781 - DreamViews Winter Competition 2022 - Night 11

      by , 12-13-2022 at 09:13 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Monday 12 December 2022

      Got a good DILD and a fragment.

      Scrap Group 1
      Outside a superstore at night time. There was some commotion at the entrance.

      In an unknown apartment suite. This was supposedly an aunt's place. There were a bunch of other people there, visitors for a party and guests staying for the holidays. There were a lot of kids creating quite a bit of mess. At one point, I ate a pretty good pig in a blanket. Later, I saw my aunt and several other women preparing finger sandwiches. They looked amazing, though it would be a while until they were all prepared. I went back to the lounge, where I noticed a huge pile of dirty laundry, mostly damp beachwear. I "recalled" being in such a place earlier that day. Near that, there was a terrible leak in the ceiling. My aunt hurried to try and contain this problem, all while rushing back to the kitchen for more food preparation, and start some laundry. I felt horrible at seeing her so stressed. I got up to try and help with the leak and laundry. Warp. Vague scene of being in a beach. Warp to below.

      Dream 1 - DreamViews Winter Competition 2022 - Night 11

      The visuals were dim. I was the unlit hallway of an apartment building's during night time. Several filled trash bags were in my hands to dump. Soon, the lack of lighting made me very suspicious. I make it to the end of the hallway to look out a window. Below blinked the lights of office towers and huge LED displays. Just how big was this apartment building, anyway? And when did I get here? Asking these questions made me aware.

      Without hesitation, I jumped out the window to swoop down through the city streets. Music starts playing, which I recognized as an instrumental version of Battlecry by Judas Priest. I end up floating through a fancier area in this part of town, a dusk sky now brightening the view. Fresh snow was dusted on the vehicles and building canopies. As I stopped to appreciate the view, it suddenly began to lightly precipitate. This presented an opportunity. Raising my arm dramatically, I called to the dream, yelling "blizzard!" Nothing seemed to happen. Figured this command could take a bit to take effect. I continued along, when the snowfall and wind began to pick up to just the minimum of snowstorm level. Satisfactory, I thought. But then, a thundering gust swept through the streets, bringing with it blinding snow. Only then did I really start to feel the chill, and I could barely even keep afloat from all the wind.

      When I could take no more, I commanded the dream to teleport me away. The storm receded, though it seemed I was in the same place. After waiting patiently for a few seconds, I continued. I soon arrived near a highway. In a blink, a glaciated bridge appeared from nowhere. I fly through it, to find myself in a completely different highway. Now, the surroundings were that of a golden plains under a clear afternoon sky. Trees of unusual make sparsely lined the roads. These generally had the shape of palms, only their bark was of mahogany, while its leaves were bundles of redbud tree seed pods drooping and held together by mysterious means. This ridiculous sight left me in a giggling fit, from which I forcibly recovered, lest I disrupt the dream too much.

      Anyway, I moved on to trying a TOTY. I try teleporting once again, this time to the Dream Base. After a wait, the surroundings change in a blink. I now found myself in a seaside highway. High-rises, gigantic stone braziers, and innumerous other kinds of strange structures protruded from the waters and beyond. But, none of these resembled what I was looking for. I leap to the horizon in search of our base. Along the way, I spot a colossal structure of ancient Greek design, of which depicted a woman in a robe and cloak. Even though this was by far the tallest structure around, it paled in comparison to our Arcology. Still, I thought floating up to its max height would reveal something in the distance. I began ascending around the statue, but things soon got very unstable.

      In an instant, I found myself bounding in deep space. No TOTY this run, it seemed. Oh well, at least I guaranteed the advanced flight task for the comp. I took a moment to gaze at the cosmos, when I noticed starless nebula not too far off (relatively speaking). I zoom into it, and within seconds, arrived inside the (likely unrealistic) space cloud. Experiencing this swirling violet left me in awe.

      Soon, I snapped out of this trance, as I was now reminded of a goal. I called out to my guide construct, D. Steadily, a deep blue glint phased in view, before it manifested into a massive figure. This was indeed the obsidian construct, sized at roughly 200ft. in height. Yet, she wasn't exactly as I'm used to (more, longer, and thicker horns instead of flaming hair; dozens of hands in place of leathery wings). A deep blue light glistened from her black skin, giving her an even darker visage.

      "What do you seek?", echoed her guttural voice within my mind.

      "Absorb the void, please."

      The stoic construct gave no response. Instead, she turned away, and in several large "footsteps", faded deep into the space dust. Before she vanished entirely from view, I darted myself straight within the grasp of one of her many hands. This time, it felt more stone than skin. The fog began dispersing gradually, enough to see more clearly. It's then that D suddenly lifted me to face level. And wow, was that an unsettling view. I thought I've long been desensitized to monstrous and demonic-looking things in my dreams. But that... scowl I witnessed as my construct sucked up stardust... Yeah, it really caught me off- guard.

      Being rattled so, I lost hold of the dream, and woke up immediately.
    3. Log 2780 - Dragon Ball Baseball Fight Sneaking Awareness Boondocks Live Action and Work Christmas

      by , 12-11-2022 at 08:38 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Sunday 11 December 2022

      Got a short DILD and a few fragments today.

      Scrap Group 1

      Dragon Ball dream.1 Bulma and Goku enter a suburban house. There, they meet Fortuneteller Baba much earlier than they should've. The witch badgers them into doing some chores. When the kids were done, she rewards them with a blue modem cable. This, Baba claim, would allow them to connect to the internet with any device, even non-computerized ones. Timeskip. The duo go to Master Roshi's house, which was also located in a suburbs. They call for the old hermit, but he wasn't home. They decide to leave him the magic modem cable as a gift for him.

      At a sports stadium watching a baseball game. Mom and Jethro were there. Later, this lean light skinned dark haired guy starts harassing Jethro. The jerk goes nuts, and starts attacking my brother. I intervene, yet somehow, that guy was strong enough to not only hold us both back, but also to lift the two of us off the ground. He tosses us down into the field. It was a long fall before hitting the ground. Warp. I'm back at my seat. None of this commotion ever happened. I get up, and go to the food court/concourse. For some reason, I go all the way around the opposite side of the stadium to find a certain stand. There, I find a gate sealed with a roller door. Curious, I open this up, to find this lead to a seating aisle sealed off to the rest of the public. A security guard (who looked more like a blonde surfer dude in a Hawaiian shirt and shorts ensemble and wearing shades) was standing there, back facing me. He soon turns around, and spots me skulking around. I get spontaneously aware. To score point (and also to avoid unnecessary trouble), I literally rewind the dream, tape scratching sound and all. Events play backwards at dizzying speeds, until I'm halfway down the concourse again, where time is restored. I think of what to do, but after about twelve seconds of pondering things over, the dream collapses.

      Watching a supposed live action Boondocks movie. Zoom in a Compton suburbs during daytime. This place looked an awful lot like the neighborhood in Friday. Anyway, Robert Freeman (played by the late John Witherspoon, who voiced the same character, and also starred in Friday) was watering his lawn. Soon, a car pulls up, dropping off his grandsons , Riley and Huey. They retained their voice from the cartoon series, despite being played by unknown young actors. Also there was Lamilton. He bragged about how the three snuck into a rated R movie. He tries to get the Freeman boys up to other antics, but they were fed up with him, so Lamilton just goes home. Robert overheard what was said, and was quite upset. He pulls out an airhorn, and sounds it right at the ears of his grand sons. He then yells at them for doing what he told them not to. The two argue that they were roped into Lamilton's whims. They also noted how that other kid was batshit insane. Granddad wanted none of it. Just then, a traffic incident occurs. The two drivers, irate with each other, blocked the road, shouted at each other, and honked their horns. Robert complains about all the noise in his neighborhood, and does likewise.

      At work. The Christmas party was underway. This caught me off guard, as I was sure it was happening in two weeks. Someone else told me it was actually occurring at the 11th (impossible, given that it was scheduled for a Monday; the 11th is today, a Sunday). I was sure embarrassment was to ensue, as I had no gift for that Secret Santa nonsense.
      Categories
      lucid , dream fragment
    4. Log 2778 - DreamViews Winter Competition 2022 - Night 8

      by , 12-09-2022 at 09:37 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Friday 09 December 2022

      Got a DILD and some fragments today. I'll tally up the score as a few inquiries about the competition are clarified.

      Scrap Group 1
      Vaguely recall playing games.

      Something about work. Some former co-workers were around.

      Walking south between 97th and 88th street during a grey day. There was some commotion, compelling me to hide. I see some people picking reeds. Around then, I start feeling itchy. Some man said something about fire ants.

      Dream 1 - DreamViews Winter Competition 2022 - Night 8

      Scene 1 - The Unphasable Jock
      The visuals were dim. I was in an ancient complex, the constructions made of stone, lit braziers sitting atop cast-iron stands providing scant lighting. Soon, I stumble upon a small ramshackle town square type area. Purveyors had set up shop behind makeshift counters made of crates. Most distinct among them was a tall cloaked man wearing a beaked skull for a mask, a wide brimmed hat on his head. Speaking to me in a suspicious whisper, he presses on me a request to join a "gauntlet". Sounded quite interesting, but I decided to hold off for the moment.

      Just then, this huge, fat, light skinned, auburn haired guy wearing jeans and a striped shirt looms over me. Sizing me up, he snatches papers I happened to have in hand. He glances over a few things, and makes mockery of what I'd supposedly written. Two of his cronies, some short goony looking guys, laugh along with him. I was as baffled as I was annoyed at such a stereotypical jock attitude. I demanded he give back my belongings, but he paid no heed, and seated himself on stone benches to peruse some more. Frustrated, I projected shadowy energy near him, which I erected into a huge drill as a scare tactic. Once again, the jock dismissed my gesture.

      Spontaneously, I get aware. Thinking of tasks, I draw a dollop of the conjured shadow on my hand. The inky dark speck began slithering around each of my limbs. Through intent, I announced this was no mere shadow, but was in fact the shapechanging spirit, Eddie (from Guilty Gear). Sure enough, the glob expanded, then shaped itself into the Forbidden Beast's usual form, that of a crawling, black gargoyle-shark thing just over knee-high. Looked kinda weird to see him from top-down, especially his fins, which looked much thinner and sharper than I'd imagine. Anyway, I command Eddie to spook that nearby jerk. The creature expanded its jaws and distended its arms and claws as it growled. However, even this wasn't enough to phase that mouth-breathing jock, who merely waved me off in annoyance. Whatever. Don't care anymore.

      I then went back to the skull-masked man, and agreed to participate in his gauntlet. He nods silently. Soon, I felt an imminent warp. I allowed such to occur.


      Scene 2- Shadow Gauntlet
      Similar visuals. In a blink, I was immediately teleported to the courtyard of a different fortress, this one of Gothic design, a starless night sky the only source of illumination. Lines of tall walls crated maze-like hallways at all sides. Eddie didn't show up with me.

      I round a corner, when suddenly, a monster charges at me. This appeared as a fanged lizardman, its bulging shoulders contorting it into a shambling hunchback. Acting quick, I, once again, projected a large shadowy drill to interpose between us. The beastman dodges, if was still nicked, by the attack. When it stumbled at close range, I conjured Eddie. The spirit rose with its claws outstretched on an elongated arm, striking my opponent true. I followed up with a palm upper of my own, a blow mighty enough to launch the lizardman several meters into the air. I leaped to chase it higher, where I grabbed it by its head, then slammed it down face-first into the stone pavement. I continued by grabbing its leg, and bashing it around some more. Next, I had Eddie form into a puddle to trap my enemy. I was gonna continue wailing on it, but found there was no need, as it was already quite dead.

      I continue towards a gate, when the dream started blacking out. Soon, I woke up.

      Updated 12-10-2022 at 08:57 PM by 89930

      Categories
      lucid , dream fragment
    5. Log 2776 - DreamViews Winter Competition 2022 - Night 6

      by , 12-09-2022 at 03:20 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Wednesday 07 December 2022

      Got an LD and some fragments today. It took a hell of a long WBTB, but I think it was worth it.

      Scrap Group 1
      FA upstairs. I was strained and exhausted from my obsessive attempts at LDs. I make continual attempts at rolling to the floor, without success. There were moments where I suddenly felt something, whereupon I "awakened" abruptly.

      Dream 1 - DreamViews Winter Competition 2022 - Night 6

      Scene 1 - Rubber Walls
      The visuals were slightly blurred. FA in an unknown bed. Instead of a bedroom, I was in a vast living room of a huge one-story house, the ceiling high, floor orange tiles, and furnishings spread far apart. Supposedly, this was my brother Victor's new place. Mom and my niece Linda were around, and I also saw my cousin Sarah and her daughter in the area. There was a lot of chattering, frustrating my attempts at getting back to "sleep" for a chance at LDs. Eventually, I caved, and got up.

      I asked Victor about the local area. He told me about a shopping center nearby, much closer than compared to his "old" home. My brother also mentioned a particular site there (can't recall what). Interested, I think to check the place out. I try remembering where my belongings were. This leads to a nagging feeling that I'd forgotten something important. I pondered this over, and despite the sense of urgency, continued doing so for minutes on end. My thoughts stumble to the topic of dreams, and thus, leads me to do a casual breathing reality test. This proved inconclusive. But, this didn't matter, as my suspicions quickly developed to awareness.

      With the competition in mind, I leap backwards to phase through a window leading to the house's backyard. I recalled I needed to actually see myself going through a surface. So, I try charging through a frosted glass wall haphazardly placed between a patio and the greater yard. Upon reaching close, a force kept me running a place. I make a desperate leap to the wall, when the glass suddenly took on a molten, rubbery, almost gooey consistency. Trudging the inch, I spin forward, risking my getting enveloped by this oozing glass. To much relief, I finally make it through.

      I find myself in a huge backyard spanning many acres, its palisade wood fence nearing the day's horizon. Wasn't much to see, though, just a bunch of trimmed grass. Only a screen roof shed broke the monotony. I made my way there, when the dream begins to deteriorate. I concentrate on my breathing to stabilize the dream, and await a warp.


      Scene 2 - Aqua Mania Ball
      Similar visuals. I was inside that house again. Linda was nearby, dressed in white clothing. She looked considerably younger than she should be. My niece complains of boredom. So, I start tossing her around. On a lark, I chuck her much further than should be possible, throwing her almost to the 5 meter tall ceiling, then hurling her safely atop a lazy chair about 10 meters out. Dream or otherwise, I wasn't comfortable about the thought of endangering her, so I stopped that to do other things.

      I set out a side door. As per my three-step task, I begin to fly. I float through a floral hedge wall and under a stone gate, then over a suburbs. Soon, I arrive at a highway ramp spanning over a calm bay, sparse clouds at the distance in a cool dawn sky. Swooping down for a closer look of the road, I realize this ramp was actually an overtly long bridge. Anyway, I recalled I needed to fly fast to get points. So, I pick up speed, going about 200mph, easy, well above the pace of the few vehicles racing through the area. For extra ambience, I had the dream play suiting music. Soon, the intro theme from Sonic Mania began sounding. Since I'm not too familiar with this song, my mind began filling in the blanks. The music bridged into a jazz metal piece, of which I'm quite sure I've never heard. A lengthy kick-ass guitar solo that captivated me for minutes on end. Good times!

      Snapping out of my trance, I move on to task three: element manipulation. I charge energy at my hand, and fire it as a ki-blast down to the waters. For extra thoroughness (not sure if 'ki' counts as an element for the sake of this competition), I began drawing the liquid into the ki. I then gathered both matter and energy above my raised palm, an exorbitant glowing mass, hovering over me as an orb a city block in diameter. I fired the combined water-ki ball down to the greater bay. The waters separates, then orbits around the ball in numerous streams, before spraying around as jets in all directions. When the sphere made contact with the waves below, the bridge and other surroundings suddenly became a sea. A vortex formed beneath me, which slowly spiraled upwards, and before long, I was surrounded. I suspected the dream was collapsing. So, I awaited another warp.

      I woke up briefly. Dream re-entry seconds later.

      Scene 3 - Hugging Summon
      The visuals were slightly blurrier. I was in the aforementioned house once again. Soon, I try a personal task. For this sake, I attempt to summon D. I hug empty air in front of me, when, to my pleasant surprise, the obsidian construct steadily blinked in view. She wasn't manifested quite to spec (bald instead of blue flame hair; no leather wings or horns; only shoulder height instead of gigantic in stature). Oh well, being present is more than good enough for me. Her skin was also warmer than human's, unusual, but also quite comforting. Anyway, I ask for help in more tasks. The construct assents without question.

      With the groundwork underway, I float us both to an opened hatch-style window above the front door. I squeeze us outside, when the sun glared to blinding intensity. Soon, I woke up.

      Updated 12-09-2022 at 04:28 AM by 89930

      Categories
      lucid , dream fragment
    6. Log 2724 - Atomic Apartment Fight LD

      by , 10-17-2022 at 06:15 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Sunday 16 October 2022

      Had a fun LD this morning.

      Scrap Group 1
      Something about being in an electronics store.

      At home during dusk. It occurred to me I was very late to work. I got super upset.

      Dream 1 - Atomic Apartment Fight LD


      The visuals were a bit dim. I was riding around in urban streets, brick apartments on each side, downtown office towers at the horizon of a dusk sky. Both my brothers were there, as was possibly another familiar person. Soon, I noticed some interesting clouds in the distance, numerous and swirling with many faded colors. This sight almost makes me aware. As a reality test, I talk nonsense about taking images to 3D print them out into reality. One of my bros responds with more inanity, affirming the dream state.

      Anyway, I waited for the vehicle to stop. As soon as it did, I ran to the nearest apartment building. I went through dark hallways, and up a series of likewise poorly lit stairs. I then made it into a concrete hallway, the dusk's light peeking in from an un-walled opening in the distance. As I made my way there, a menacing battle theme began playing. I stop, darting around warily.

      Just then, I spot movement in the darkness. The shadow drew close enough to be discerned. This was a huge cockroach, easily the size of a Labrador. I poised myself for a fight, while having the dream sound the battle theme from Breath of Fire 3 for added atmosphere. Taking the initiative, I fired atomic rays of faint green-yellow color, dangerous enough to harm living things without risk of accidentally starting a fire. I aimed carefully, but the creature darted around too erratically to easily hit. It zipped all around the walls and ceiling, losing no momentum as it approached. The giant insect got too close for comfort. The thought of it jumping on my face filled me with dread. Desperately, I swiped around, until finally, the beam struck true. I put more force behind the blast, pinning it down. That monster flailed in pain, until finally, it was reduced into a smoldered husk. A triumphant fanfare (the victory theme from the above-mentioned game) sounded. For extra flair, I levitated the desiccated corpse above and behind me, where I had it burst into dazzling sparks as I posed dramatically. Stylish!

      With that settled, I continue onward. Now, a remixed version of Magma Man's theme from Megaman 9 was playing. Anyway, I was rounding the corner, when another figure interposed. This was some skinny, mohawked shirtless punk, and he didn't seem too happy. The scoundrel, unsurprisingly, charges right at me. I evade his swipes, then retaliate with an energy-enhanced upward palm strike. This attack KO's him instantly.

      I finally arrive outside. Now, I see I'm atop a narrow concrete wall, barely enough width to make a walkway. Below me was a yard, which the wall fenced, as well as a few empty lots. This path lead to another part of the building. So, continue I following along. But, soon enough, more assailants appeared. Most of these just seemed like gangly, wimpy teens. That they were so overconfident and aggressive seemed contrived even at this moment. Anyway, as each approached, I deflected their attacks with tiresome ease, and took them out one by one with single super-powered taps. One of these kids ended up tumbling over. Whoops. Oh well...

      I eventually made it to the third corner, where some other simpering punk tried their hand. But, when I countered, the walls suddenly began toppling over. Did I overdo it? I clung for dear life as the platforms crumbled around me. When I come to, I'm knee deep in concrete rubble. I brush myself off, and look for another way up.

      There was now a worried crowd gathered in these lots. No doubt local residents evacuating their homes. I spotted a young mother (light skinned, dark hair) with a crying baby in her arms. Feeling guilty about causing this mess, I thought the least I could do was calm the child down. So, I projected relaxing rays to sooth them. In an instant, the baby went to placid sleep. Felt pretty good resolving part of this dream without violence. But, comforting or not, it'd only just occurred to me then that atomic radiation was probably not the safest means to do this...

      I then started feelings my real-life eyes opening up. Try as I might, I couldn't stop that from happening. I woke up promptly.


      Scrap Group 2
      Spectator mode. Scene of people waiting for a plane to take off. There's an announcement that there will be delays.

      Updated 10-20-2022 at 05:37 AM by 89930

      Categories
      lucid , dream fragment
    7. Log 2701 - TOTY 2022 - DIY Instant Garden

      by , 09-23-2022 at 08:58 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Friday 23 September 2022

      Woof. Quite a big gap since the last time I posted. Well, better get to it then.

      Spoiler for Lots o' text:

      Updated 09-23-2022 at 09:05 PM by 89930

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment , task of the year
    8. Log 2472 - TOTY 2022 - Lighting The Argent

      by , 02-05-2022 at 08:53 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Saturday 05 February 2022

      First LD of the month, which just so happens to be a successful TOTY as well.

      Dream 1 - TOTY 2022 - Lighting The Argent

      Scene 1 - Void Drop Start Again
      The visuals were dim and very blurred. WILD transition in bed. I wasn't quite sure about this at first, as my attempts at imagined movement/detachment felt hollow. Indeed, when I rolled off the bed, I warped right back. This kept repeating, until finally, I found myself descending into the void. A yell of excitement escaped my lungs from how unexpectedly intense this experience was. Warp.

      Scene 2 - Lighting The Beacon
      The visuals were brighter, if still slightly blurred. I was in the hallway of what seemed an office building. I turn to the nearest room, where I find it was the main office for a high school. A fairly long queue was ahead. For a moment, I got caught up with this plot. Recalling the TOTY snapped me out of it. And so, I called out to the receptionist, a light haired middle aged woman.

      "Hey, do you know where The Arcology is?", I asked, not realizing my mistake (I personally call "The Dream Embassy" "The Arcology", though for the sake of this task, it wasn't my intent to ask that).

      "Sure. It's nearby, but..." But I rushed out before she could finish.

      I go all the way down the hallway to a back door, colored light green, a lever handle instead of a knob. I try opening it, but it wouldn't budge. Just then, the door's latch lock, and the door itself, somehow opens up on its own. Was someone at the other side, I thought? I was about to step out, but the door slammed shut again. It took 15 seconds more of effort, before I could finally step outside.

      Glaring light blinded me momentarily. When my vision adjusted, I found a concrete wall interposing. It was massive, over seven stories tall, and was topped with barbed wire. Really made the place look more like a prison than a school... Anyway, I begin levitating up. It was a clumsy ascent, especially given the narrow space, but it didn't take long to free myself from such confines.

      Now, I was flying high in a clear dawn sky. It would've been so easy to lose myself here, but I had a task to complete. Down below seemed to be a town built on rocky hills. I followed its roads, when it abruptly ended at cliffs. Beyond that was the calm waters of a teal sea, part of which was trapped in a bay-side city many miles wide, the silhouettes of towers visible in the horizon.

      At a peninsula just beyond the town lay a most interesting site: a very wide yard. Stone-carved constructions were strewn about, including low walls, benches, and statues most abstract. Many of these features were of ancient design, yet showed no signs of wear. The rest of the architecture quite surreal. Most tellingly, there was no outward signs of modern technology, nor of greenery.

      This was it. This was the Arcology, or at least, a part of it. Quickly, I land in a stone garden. I walk beneath a strange balcony formed of spiral arches, following its pathway towards the center of the space. There stood an engraved wall, much like a memorial wall, though I could read nothing of it. In front of that was a statue atop a tall pedestal, one of the tallest structures in this site. This statue depicted a stone framework of a globe, held in place by stone bands. This didn't seem to depict earth, as none of its landmasses seemed familiar.

      In all honestly, the site looked a bit more quaint than I expected. I look past its borders, when I come to a shocking realization: there was no visible borders. All its constructions encompassed the landscape well past anywhere within eyesight. In fact, as I looked closer, the above mentioned city was actually also part of this locale, as noted by its similarly designed buildings. I could barely take in the vastness of it all. Simply incredible.

      I appreciate the view as long as I could. When satisfied, I allowed the dream to begin deteriorating. But, I then recalled I wasn't quite done yet! I called out to the dream, asking repeatedly to return to The Arcology. Or rather, the Dream Embassy, as I finally corrected myself. A minute of uncertainty passes, but eventually, I returned just under the globe statue, almost exactly where I was.

      There, I begin the next phase of my goal: to light a beacon for all dreamers to see. Charging energy between my palms, I form an orb of light, powering it until its about 3ft in diameter. I then make an overhead throw to launch it at the top of the statue. With a burst, the white light erupts into a beam that pierces the heavens. Against expectation, this ray, rather than remain in state, blinks repeatedly. With each flicker, the light would swirl and arc into aurora-like ribbons, before racing into places unknown. What's more, some of these arced lights found themselves on the surface, zipping and dancing around like ghosts.

      I was left mesmerized by the view. Before I knew it, I woke up.

      Updated 02-05-2022 at 09:04 PM by 89930

      Categories
      lucid , task of the year
    9. Log 2427 - Task of the Year 2021 Task V

      by , 12-23-2021 at 06:20 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Wednesday 22 December 2021

      Got quite a haul today.

      Spoiler for A lot of words; implied NSFW:

      Updated 12-23-2021 at 06:43 AM by 89930

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      dream fragment , lucid , task of the year
    10. Log 2408 - A Handful More of TOTY Task Attempts

      by , 12-03-2021 at 09:50 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Friday 03 December 2021

      Got a number of LDs today. There was a lot of other content, though I couldn't keep it in memory for long.

      Dream 1 - TOTY Task Attempt - Office Raider

      The visuals were dim and blurred. FA in bed. Said darkness didn't go unnoticed (the sun had long risen by that point). As such, I immediately regain awareness.

      I stumble out the door and into a black void, where I fly backwards at high speeds. This warps me into the poorly lit hallways of a fancy office building, a structure made of grey marble, potted palm trees decorating each doorway. Such extravagance gave me a negative impression of its keepers.

      In any case, this got me to thinking of the hero task, and, specifically, that I was raiding a villain's HQ. Once again, I called to Dryad to accompany me, whom answered the summons immediately. In this dream, she appeared as a withered birch, a head of leafless twigs for "hair". On my cue, we peaked through a doorway, and when the coast was clear, dashed past it. We repeated as such for each openings. Along the way, I had music from Metal Gear Solid sound in the background to suit the mood.

      Upon arriving at an intersection, we were alerted to footsteps coming from behind. And so, Dryad and I ducked behind a tree to see who was arriving. In steps a heavily armed man, his body fully concealed in a suit of black polymer armor.1 If we didn't act fast, the guard would spot us for sure. Searching my person, I happen upon a pistol. I took aim, and fired, ending the man's life in an instant. Didn't feel too good about doing that. But, a greater concern lied in having caused an alert via gunshot. Luckily, this went unnoticed... for the moment. My companion and I hid the body at our hiding location, and continued our way.

      Further ahead, we notice a wall safe at an alcove. By chance, it happened to be unlocked. I reach in, to find a metal orb the size of a soccer ball. It was peculiarly flexible, and seemed to have some kind of liquid inside. Was this the thing we were looking for? I messed around with it a bit, trying to unseal its contents safely. Dryad jabbed me with her elbow, a signal we weren't out of the woods yet. I darted from my surroundings and the object as I followed her out. All of a sudden, the orb popped, covering me in grey gunk. No idea what it was, only that it felt uncomfortably tepid.

      We made it to an elevator door, when the dream started collapsing. I did my best to cling onto the environment, to no avail.


      Dream re-entry five minutes later.

      Dream 2 - TOTY Task Attempt - City Sneak and Graveyard Skulk


      Scene 1 - Alleyway Suit-Up

      The visuals were dim. Dream re-entry. I was standing in the middle of a run-down urban street, neon lights blinking under a starless sky. I resume the task, when I remember a crucial mistake from my last attempt: I wasn't in costume. I look to my person, to find I was already in my gear (black leather touring suit, combat boots, gloves, and biker helmet). In this dream, my clothes were also studded with spiky metal rivets, especially at the shoulders and in my glove's knuckles. Anyway, I call out to Dryad, who, appearing as she did above, again accompanied me once again.

      Past an alleyway, I notice an office tower, the largest and least dilapidated site in the area. I make my way there sounding more sneak-theme music along the way. Halfway through, the scene warp.


      Scene 2 - Zombie at the Mausoleum
      Similar visuals. I was at the rusted cast-iron gates of a graveyard during an eerie, foggy night. The branches of dead trees fluttered in a cold wind. Lucky for me, my partner wasn't lost in this transition.

      We continue past crumbling headstones, when, from the mist, a figure shambles towards us. It was a zombie, a long-desiccated husk of its former self, suit in tatters. Wasting no time, I tackle the thing to the ground, which de-animated the undead for good.

      A short distance further, we spot a small mausoleum, the only structure of its kind in this dreary site. We guessed the entrance to an underground lair must be hidden inside. I shuddered to think what horrors would await us beneath. Such uncertainty causes the dream to fade away.


      Dream re-entry attempt, with no luck. WILD attempt, but I doze off roughly ten minutes in.

      Dream 3 - TOTY Task Attempt - Secret Office Basement

      Scene 1 - Another Annoying Awareness
      The visuals were slightly blurred. FA in an altered version of the upstairs bedroom at the far end. The mattress was closer to the door, and there were small tables that didn't belong there.

      While looking around half-asleep, the door suddenly opened. Several relatives barged in succession, pestering me in some way or another. I could only groan in frustration as they chattered and made nuisances of themselves.

      Pondering things further let me realize all these oddities, and thus, the dream state. I waved them goodbye, against some of their protests, as I jumped backwards into the closet. Warp.

      Scene 2 - Office Raider 2 - Underground
      Similar visuals as above. I was in the lobby of an ordinary office building, the walls colored in an unpleasant yellow. Resuming the task, I looked down, and found I was already in costume. I called out to Dryad, who immediately loomed in from behind.

      With the groundwork set up, we went on to explore the site. I arrive at an empty teller's desk, when, suddenly, a commotion from the nearest exit. Two guards, each armed with military arms and faces concealed by balaclavas, were charging towards us.2 In turn, I rushed them Just as they fired, I shrunk myself down to a few inches in height, avoiding their shots. I weaved past their heels behind them, whereupon I restored my size to dropkick one of them at the back of the neck. The other turned to counter, but I shrunk once more. In response, he tried stomping me. I jumped under easily, upon which I restored my size to give a devastating uppercut square in his groin.

      Both security officers were down, but a dozen more or so were arriving. There seemed to be no end to them. I was ready to throw myself into the fray, but Dryad stepped ahead to stop me. "I'll handle them. Now go.", she demanded. With no time to argue, I nodded, and left her behind. I glanced back, to see her arms erupt into tentacle-like vines, the wriggling mass fully constraining the entrance those mercenaries were using. For the time being, I could only hope she'd hold her own.

      At a nearby wall, I noticed an odd looking vent. I flew there, and tried shrinking myself down to be able to squeeze through the grates. It took significantly more effort to reduce myself, at least 30 seconds in all. Anyway, I start running through the ducts, then chose to hover when I found I wasn't picking up much speed.

      A minute in, I spot an opening to an underground site. By a glance, it look like a poorly lit metro subway station, though I'd sincere doubts such a place would be built directly underneath an office building. Surely, this must've been a secret bunker or such. I fall through a grate, and restored my size. It felt liberating to be away from those ducts. From above, I spotted a guard patrolling a catwalk. I stuck very close to the shadow of the walls as I crept around a corner. A wide set of steps was ahead, atop which was an open space. There, some dining tables were set up, tiki torches decorating the perimeter. A small group of figures were gathered, each wearing expensive dresses and suits. A couple in their late fifties almost spotted me, but I shrunk just in the nick of time to avoid their view. Once they were distracted in conversation, I hurried under their table, then rushed around another corner well away from the diners.

      Now, I found at the entrance of a tunnel, a mysterious blue light glowing in the distance. I took a few steps in, when the dream began vanishing. I awakened shortly after.
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      lucid , task of the year
    11. Log 2352 - Palm Dryad's Embrace and Other Assorted Stories

      by , 10-10-2021 at 07:32 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Friday 08 October 2021

      Got three LDs (well, maybe two-and-a-half) plus a dream to note. Quite a haul. Although I'm reluctant to do so, I'm gonna keep the entry practically in its completion No point keeping things bottled up forever...

      Spoiler for NSFW - Implicit naughty things:

      Updated 10-10-2021 at 08:11 AM by 89930

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment , task of the year
    12. Log 2334 - Task of the Year 2021 Task

      by , 09-22-2021 at 11:55 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Monday 20 September 2021

      Got one LD to share from a few days ago. It took some effort, but it was more than worth it!

      Dream 1 - Task of the Year 2021


      The visuals were initially dim and slightly blurred. I was walking down a wilderness road during late dusk. Old train tracks intersected the dirt path several yards ahead. Further still, far into the horizon, flickered the vibrant, spinning lights of amusement park rides. At least two familiar figures were with me, though I didn't identify them.

      It didn't take long to realize the dream state. I instantly launch myself skywards to begin the next TOTY. This time, I make sure to get my costume. I mutter a quick chant: "Through the Shadow Flames, I am FireFlyMan." It took three times to get results, upon which black fire roiled on my skin, leaving behind my appropriate gear (a black leather touring suit, gloves, etc.).

      I look intently for the Superhero HQ, when the dream starts wavering into a black void. Wasn't easy to tell if I was awake or not. I wait patiently, looking for an opportunity. A minute later, a faint light appears. I force it closer, warping the scene.

      Coming to, I find myself in the courtyard of a building complex, walls made of solid concrete blocks. Great ferns adorned much of the space, dampening a bright sun's beams. Looked kinda like a small college campus. Yet again, this wasn't a place that screamed "superhero", but oh well.

      No one was in the immediate vicinity. I looked around, and stumble upon a white canvas canopy, splayed widely, yet supported by nothing but a single pole. I pass a wall by it, where I find a figure lurching behind a wall: a stout, haggard old woman, weather-worn dress and light hair frazzled under a rag flagrant signs of a destitute lifestyle. Still, I'd a mysterious sense she had a significant role in all this. And so, I asked her where I can sign up for the superhero team. She says nothing, but points back to the canopy. When I look back, I find a simple plastic stall waiting. I thanked her, and hurry there.

      On the stall lay small forms, the fields asking for name, date, and signature. Using a nearby pen, I write as such, but before signing, I notice I put my real name. I glance back at that field, and see it actually asked for a "CoO" name, or "Character of Origin" name (whatever that's supposed to mean). Anyway, I crumpled the form, and got another one, only to see this wasn't the correct type. Worried, I sift through more, but couldn't find the correct form. Eventually, they became blank vertical-format cue cards. I grumbled "screw it", and decided to use that.

      It's then I remembered I needed to finish an initiation. Suddenly, I heard both my brothers speaking over my shoulder, each pointing out other objects on the stall. I then spot a large ticket, bordered black with balloon and confetti patterns. A bunch of text was in the center, including a lot of disclaimers. Of that which wasn't the latter, I skimmed through. Said something like: "Congratulations... something something... thanks for joining... blah blah... ranks of heroes... yadda yadda... bring ticket... murmur... training starts at..." Those last words were confirmation enough: signing up was the initiation.

      With that settled, I resumed writing. But, as it so happened, the pen ran out of ink. Frantically, I scrambled to get a mechanical pencil nearby. Simultaneously, one of my bros began poking me with such a device to annoy me. That, or to alert me of a line of people that were suddenly waiting behind me. The dream's way of creating a distraction, no doubt. I scribbled down my hero name, a random date, and my signature. Just when I thought I was done, my bro nitpicks me on that the date jotted down ended with "2011". I erase it, then write down another date, which happened to be 03/07/21. Good enough, I thought. I then smashed my form into a drop box nearby.

      I take a long moment to reflect. Upon review, I figure I missed nothing. This gets me to celebrate with a tune. "I did it! I finished the initiation!", I sang petulantly.

      By this point, the dream begins glaring. I hesitate to point the old lady out to my brothers. "Hey, I think there's more to her than meets the eye.", I murmur to them. It seemed my bros were uncertain of such. Before I could hear their full response, the dream collapses.

      Updated 09-23-2021 at 07:17 PM by 89930 (Wrong log number)

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      lucid , task of the year
    13. Log 2303 - August/September TOTM 2021 Advanced Task I

      by , 08-20-2021 at 08:42 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Friday 20 August 2021

      Got an LD and some fragments today.

      Scrap Group 1
      Various dreams about being at work. There was a terribly long backlog of th

      False lucid dream (I "knew" it was a dream state, but lacked true awareness). I launched myself into outer space. I cruise through a few solar systems. I also fly into a nebula, where my view was obstructed by space dust.

      Dream 1 - August/September TOTM 2021 Advanced Task I

      The visuals were a bit dim. I was in the backseat of a van on the road. My younger brother was driving, while mom, my niece, and someone else were in the passenger's seats. Heavy rain obscured the roads cutting through suburban shopping centers around us.

      Feeling tired, I lay down to take a nap. I notice some "hypnagogic sensations", including sounds similar to wind and chimes. I concentrate for a WILD attempt, only to get interrupted by my niece whining about something. Burying my head in the seat, I make another go. Once again, more interruptions, this time through my younger brother blasting the stereo with music (pretty sure it was Sonic Adventure music). Groaning, I seat myself up, and forgo further attempts.

      I look out at the rain, disappointed. That when I start noticing how peculiarly groggy I'm feeling. I think this over, but couldn't justify how that's such. This brings me very close to awareness. I open the nearest door. The pavement below scrolled by rapidly. Seeing as much made me hesitant to exit. I take a deep breath, tell myself this was most likely an illusion, and take the plunge. It was a bumpy landing, but I notice I was somehow able to keep up with a moving van. Proof enough I was indeed dreaming.

      Satisfied, I wave the others away, and launch myself to the storm clouds. Things deteriorate into a grey void. I quickly think of a task. The superhero task was first in mind, though I sensed I probably didn't have time to try that. So, I instead try one of the TOTM's.

      "All right, dream", I call out. "Show me the greatest musical experience!"

      A few seconds later, I notice jazzy music sounding in the distance. As it becomes clearer, I identify it as a song from Cuphead. Pretty good, for sure, though I was looking for something unheard of. Several more Cuphead tracks played, much to my disappointment.

      I almost give up, when finally, I hear an unfamiliar piece. This starts with a horn duet playing a tense, dissonant tune. It was an amateurish performance at best, neither tempo nor pitch remaining steady for significant lengths of time. But then, an entire big band ensemble accompanied the song. In contrast to the horn duet, the rest of the band were real pros. Such a juxtaposition only added to the tension. A really curious, thought-provoking piece, indeed.

      At that moment, I found myself walking through a vast sound studio. I could see the band, each standing/seated behind a mic set, playing their respective instruments. The two horn players were in the center, while the other instrumentalists surrounded them in a box formation. Everyone there were dressed in expensive suits.

      About a minute later, the song goes into a percussion solo. The drummers played a low, quick beat on their cymbals. There were occasional crescendo's, though it was never played loudly. Following that was a bass solo. Oddly, the "bass" was actually a viola. The player, a middle-aged light skinned woman, plucked the instrument with great disinterest as it stood on its own chair. The song seemed to end there. But, the silence breaks with a sudden, blaring crash. With the song over, the musicians celebrate with cheers, hoots, whistles, and handshakes all round.

      The dream collapsed shortly after.

      Updated 08-20-2021 at 08:47 PM by 89930

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      lucid , dream fragment , task of the month
    14. Log 2295 - Cooky Hero Castle

      by , 08-13-2021 at 07:52 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Thursday 12 August 2021

      If I dreamed like this every day, I'd be the happiest guy on Earth.

      Spoiler for Lots of text:
    15. Log 2282 - Lighting the Floor Task and Other Assorted Stories

      by , 07-31-2021 at 07:45 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Friday 30 July 2021

      I should really post here more often... Anyway, I have just enough time to post my dreams from yesterday.

      Scrap Group 1
      At home during night time. I go upstairs, and find an old computer with a CRT screen activated in the hallway. My cousin, Finn, was using it. He was playing Fire Emblem, his favorite game. But, on closer look, it was the untranslated version Monsho no Nazo ( a title I'm quite sure he never played before). He mentioned his mages having terrible physical attack stats and weapons, which caused him to miss a staff that would've been dropped by an enemy armored knight. Again, several more things that made me raise my eyebrow.

      Vaguely recall flying from parking to parking lot. I was frantically looking for something, but I can't say what.

      Barely remember flying under the bridge of a Roman aqueduct.

      Walking around an unknown kitchen, square white granite counter standing in the center, isolated from cupboard-lined walls in the distance. Beyond that was total darkness. I get aware. I shrink myself, and jump on the counter. Soon, a figure steps in, a thin, auburn haired woman in her thirties dressed in a leaf-patterned faded blue gown. She was perturbed to see a tiny person on her furniture, and walks away muttering to herself.


      Dream 1 - Lighting the Floor Task


      Various unknown scenes before this point, during which I'd gained awareness. The visuals were a bit blurred. I was in an unknown house, the floor large white tiles, and all the furniture upholstered with brown and black patterns. I myself wore jeans, a white tee shirt, and similarly colored sneakers

      Basic Task i came to mind. To set the mood, I begin sounding Billie Jean, to which I began strutting dramatically. As expected, the surrounding space dims, while the floor tiles lit up wherever I stepped. However, unlike the music video, these illuminated into electric-themed patterns, from lighting bolts, to sparks, and arrays of electric waves. After a few steps. the light show haphazardly stopped. I looped the song back, and repeated this process. But with each instance, I could only take fewer and fewer steps, and eventually, the lights stopped appearing. A bit disappointing, but oh well. Task complete.

      Don't recall how this ended. I wake up a minute later.


      Dream 2 - Cloud Contact


      The visuals were slightly blurred. I was in the lobby of an office building, supposedly a new workplace of mine. A fake palm tree stood near the receptionist's desk. Omar was nearby, while a bunch of young adults were walking around hurriedly in the area.

      Soon, one of my current bosses, Lambert, dressed in his usual business casual wear, walks by. He approaches and fiddles with some radio controls. Just then, fire alarms begin to sound. People grumble something about a fire drill, though I sensed this was something more serious.

      And so, a large group of us go down a long hallway towards a back exit. Yet, the people ahead of me hesitate to step out when they notice large storm clouds outside. On closer look, the clouds were very, very low to the sky, a phenomenon I point out to Omar. Just then, a section of nimbus dives at floor level, and seeps into door. More peculiarly, the vapors stop just inches away from the startled onlookers. Curious, I reach out to feel the cloud. It was frigid, damp, but also tingly. Jonathan warned against keeping my hand there, lest I get shocked by static electricity. Another person blurted out the cloud was sapient. I wondered the possibility...

      Don't recall how this ended.

      Dream 3 - Dragon Ball - Battle and Chase


      The visuals were slightly blurred. I was in the Dragon Ball world, flying high in the yellow-clouds. Already aware by this point.

      From the start, I was fighting with the supposed latest villain, a gaunt old man dressed in a toga, his skin rust red and mustache grey and ridiculously bushy. He was wary to take me on head-to head. I had to chase him around in the skies, firing a volley of golden energy blasts his way. One hit true, and sent him crashing into an array of spectacularly tall pillars.

      While he recovered, I charged at him, only to get clocked upside my head. The villain pummels me, then tosses me to the depths. He follows me down elbow-first.

      However, I quickly regain composure, and, with a flick of my wrist, shoot a surprise energy shot. The mustachioed villain fails to dodge. In that instant, he's blown to pieces.

      The dream collapses shortly after.


      Scrap Group 2
      Another DB related dream. A bunch of previous villains were giant sized, and chasing around other smaller villains and heroes alike. Semi-aware, I blow up the entire dream out of displeasure.

      Dream 4 - Vast Cruel Destroyer

      Dreamlet to dream, from which I retain awareness. The visuals were slightly blurred. I was floating over the streets of a suburban area, clear blue sky above.

      Soon, I stumble upon a frighteningly vast nude figure reclining on the streets: a thin woman, hair long and light brown, and most poignantly , spanning many city blocks in length. The giantess casually stamped her fingers on helpless people beneath her, merely to stave off boredom. Ambivalence left me motionless for some time. But eventually, I could endure this cruelty no longer.

      "Uh uh. Not in this dream!", I exclaimed to myself.

      Flying high into the blue, I then shoot an energy dart at the evil giant woman to get her attention, striking her lower spine. But, I only succeed in pinching her. The giantess, grumbling, gazes down at other figures beneath her, whom she blamed for her discomfort. Unfortunately, they were promptly squished under her thumb. Whoops. No time to mess 'round, I guess. From my finger, I fired a dark red laser, honed down to the size of a pin. The beam pierces her foot, blood immediately spraying from the talus and sole. With a great shriek, the colossal woman faints from shock.

      Things get hazy. I lost lucidity. The dream loops several times, during which I had no involvement. I wake up about a minute later.
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