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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 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.
    2. Log 2255 - Another Search for the Hero Training Facility

      by , 07-02-2021 at 09:07 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Friday 02 July 2021

      Got two WILDs and some scraps today. Pretty good, even if I didn't succeed at any tasks.

      Dream 1 - Another Search for the Hero Training Facility - Part 1

      The visuals were slightly blurred. WILD transition. I was running through a highway, the road winding through grassy hill lands, a clear sunny sky above. It takes a moment to notice any sounds, and to feel the hard asphalt below. I almost distracted myself by humming music, but I snapped out of that trance just as quickly.

      At this time, I think of the superhero tasks. Which, of course, means I needed my costume. I look at my right hand, and begin chanting:

      "Through the shadow flame, I become FireFlyMan!"

      Despite my enthusiasm, nothing seemed to happen. That was a bit concerning. No matter. I kept moving.

      A few minutes later, I climbed a particularly steep incline. That's when I felt a tingling sensation running through my skin. I look at my hand, to find black smoke rising, which soon roiled into dark flames. This conflagration subsided as quickly as it arrived. In it's place, I found I was wearing a black leather touring suit, as well as gloves and an armored chestpiece of similar material. My costume! I even had my helmet, which I noticed upon tapping it on my head.

      With that settled, I hurried onward. Two minutes later, I stumble upon a large, grey colored office building, the only structure within miles. Couldn't have been a coincidence. I rush into a side entrance. The interior was built entirely of laminated granite, from its walls, to its furnishings. Potted trees lined its hallways and waiting room.

      The lower floors were peculiarly empty. I hurry up a flight of stairs, which ends abruptly at around level four. Several paces ahead of me was a huge reception area. Although empty, there was a speaker system behind the desk. As I approached, a voice spoke out.

      "Can I help you?", said a garbled, exasperated female voice.

      "Uh, I'm here for the Super Hero League?", I responded uncertainly.

      "Take a number and follow the arrow."

      A blinking light alerted me to a ticket machine, and printed ticket, nearby. The machine also had an arrow pointing left. About seven meters away at that direction was a large video screen. A walkthrough for some kind of medieval themed real-time strategy game1 was on. Or rather, the game itself was running, as I just noticed arcade-style controls below. For a moment, I mess around with it, and almost get engrossed. I only stop when I notice the dream fading. I wrench myself away, and hurry back to the reception area.

      "I want to join the Super Hero League.", I say more urgently. "Can I get there?"

      The voice responds hesitantly for a moment. "Um... Sure. Go right ahead."

      Suddenly, the speaker's panels splits apart, mechanisms hissing from within. In time, it takes on the form of a wide, circular surface. As I try making sense of this, I'm instantly sucked into it. I find myself descending into a void. Innumerable mauve portals stood around me, spiraling endlessly.

      When I came to, I was awake.


      Dream 2 - Another Search for the Hero Training Facility - Part 2

      The visuals were quite blurred. WILD transition. I found myself in front of an office building during daytime. Said building wasn't unlike the one above. As such, I hurry inside.

      In this instance, a number of figures were meandering about. They were each CGI people, and, humorously enough, dressed in medieval clothes and armor.2 I asked around to find where I can try out for the Superhero League. Most folk (all of whom talked via text) pointed me to someone else, who then had me ask yet another person. Not very helpful.

      This runaround kept going on for a few minutes. Eventually, I was told to look at the driveway outside. There, I finally met with a non-CGI figure, a short, balding middle aged guy with dark hair and olive skin, dressed in office casual wear. I likewise ask him where I could find the Superhero League. Turning away from me, the man walks towards a fancy red sedan parked nearby. He opens the trunk, then glances back at me.

      "This way", he finally responds, and vocally, no less.

      I approach for a better look. All of a sudden, I'm vacuumed into the vehicle's trunk. Guess that happened again. I'm sent falling into a black void. The dream collapses shortly afterwards.

      Scrap Group 1
      FA in an unknown location. I'm assailed by uncomfortable vibrations. There's unrecognizable voices echoing around me.

      Walking around a suburban street during daytime. I stumble upon Android 21 from DBFZ. She teases about a time that she turned me into candy and ate me. I didn't find this very funny; indeed, I "recalled" being horrified by the experience.
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