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    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 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

      Categories
      dream fragment , lucid , task of the year
    9. 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
    10. 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

      Categories
      lucid , dream fragment , task of the month
    11. 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:
    12. 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.
    13. 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.
      Categories
      lucid , dream fragment
    14. Log 2189 - Mystic Scavenger Hunt

      by , 04-29-2021 at 06:21 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Tuesday 27 April 2021

      Think I'm comfortable sharing this dream from a few days ago.

      Scrap Group 1
      Vaguely recall being in a vast training facility, complete with living quarters, for work.

      Dream 1 - Mystic Scavenger Hunt
      The visuals were a bit dim. I was in a small, darkened theater, a raised stage in the center. My brother, Joaquin, was also with me.

      On stage was a slender, middle aged Asiatic woman in a purple robe. Golden jewelry clinked between her wrists and neck. More distinctly, she had elf-like ears. Soon, the lone performer begins an act. Stoic in expression, she gracefully, and slowly, spins with hands cupped together. With a flourish, spars flew out from splayed arms. She then points her palm at a brass candelabrum, and it begins to move. At this point, I suspect this was all a wire trick. I also get suspicious of the dream. So, I try moving the object telekinetally myself, but nothing happened.

      Anyway, the performer magically retrieves said candelabrum. With a flick of her fingers, she lights it up. Just then, a starry, moonlit night sky appears above us. What's more, the theater's walls give way. Now, we see a series of vast series of excessively steep, grassy hills. Rail-less log bridges, spanning out for up to several miles long, connected each land form. Individual hill had distinct features, whether a series of garden plots, grain fields, an observatory, or other characteristics. It was a sight to behold...

      The sorceress turns to the audience. A half a minute of silence follows. Then, she speaks briefly, offering merely that the viewers wander the sites at their own leisure. With that, the crowd go their own way.

      I'm one of the last to actually wander out. I try to find Joaquin, but it seems he was way ahead of me. Oh well. I too go off in a random direction.

      Eventually, I stumble into a picnic area, its furnishings of carved stone. An entire banquet was prepared here. A number of people were already serving themselves of the items available. From chatter, I overhear that elephant meat was on the menu. Finding that out left me feeling ambivalent (elephant meat is one of the few things I'd refuse to eat from a moral standpoint). In the end, I opted not to sample anything there.

      After passing several more bridges, I made it to a hill lined with hedges. People were sifting through the foliage. Among them, I spotted Joaquin. I asked what everyone was doing there. During our exchange, he tells me this was part of a scavenger hunt, a piece if tidbit I (supposedly) missed out on earlier.

      So, I join in this hunt. I pull at the roots of some plants, when I find a strange trinket: a spiral band of a kind made of gray earthenware. That, Jonathan tells me, is one of the many like objects we needed to find. He then explains that whomever finds the most wins a grand prize.

      Enthusiastic, I continue the search at the other end of the hedge. look the other end of the hedge. There, I find yet another of those trinkets. I then look at another hedge, where I spot a bunch of energy bars, of all things, buried beneath. There were at least 30 pounds of the stuff, and a good variety too. I notified Jonathan, where he told me that there were a lot of consolation prizes scattered about as well.

      Although I wanted to keep those bars, there was no way I could carry all of that. So, I muttered to Jonathan that I would go off and find a sack to allow such. To get to that end, I said I'd "cheat" by floating back to the site's entrance.

      But before I left, I also noticed a metal rod sticking out from under a hedge. At first, it seemed to be an auto-sprinkler. But, upon handling it, I found that it was a dial. I slowly turned it, when, to my surprise, the moon above was altered. The moon slowly cycled between it's phases, before vanishing entirely. I'd the thought of messing around with it some more, just to play a joke on the sorceress. But, in the end, I just returned the dial back to how it started.

      Anyway, I continued my way back out. Turning at a wide chasm, I made a mighty leap, then began gliding all the way across. Sure enough, I made it back to the theater.

      Things got unclear from that point. I don't remember how the dream ended.
    15. Log 2129 - Ride and Lightning Warp LD

      by , 02-27-2021 at 12:53 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Friday 26 February 2021

      Got an LD loop and some fragments to note. There was a lot more to the non-lucid dreams, and also a bunch of other material, but I can't recall any of that now.

      Spoiler for A lot of words:

      Updated 02-27-2021 at 01:00 AM by 89930

      Categories
      dream fragment , lucid , task of the month
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