dream fragment

Created Wednesday 26 August 2020

Finally, an LD to feel good about. I got a DILD and some fragments today.

Spoiler for Quite long; NSFW violence:

Dream 1 - Cute Little Abomination

Spectator mode. The visuals were somewhat glared. This took place in the sterile, empty white halls of a large building complex. Then, from a corner crawled out an abominable figure. At first glance, it appeared as a gaunt, nude, abnormally pale woman with stringy dark hair. But soon, her form twisted into bizarre shapes, from a mass of tentacles and teeth, to a huge maw, and many other terrible things. The creature shambled around with unnatural speed. Within seconds, she burst into a room filled with frightened people. Their screams were cut short when the monster gleefully tore into them. Those that were fortunate were cut in pieces, then devoured. Those that weren't suffered the privilege of being engulfed alive. Either way, it was a short, but messy affair.

Around this point, I manifested in the dream. I was making my way down a long flight of stair. The lights flickered with every step. There wasn't anyone around. It was too quiet. I slowed my descent. Couldn't be too careful.

Eventually, the stairs ends into a short passage. At the end was a basement door. Horrible squishing sounds could be heard from behind. In mere seconds, a figure peeked out of the doorway. The creature. Although back in her humanoid shape, she was now giant, too large to move in any way but a crawl. I wagered she'd been about 15ft feet tall when standing. The monster flashed a grin upon seeing me. Steadily, she creeped in my direction. Suddenly, her form warped again. Now, her torso swelled into a bulbous lump, while her arms burst into a writhing mass of tendrils.

At this moment, I got aware. My first thought was to blast her straight into oblivion. But, I decided it would be more interesting handling this in more conventional means. Grasping at my hip, I pulled out a .38 semi-auto from thin air. I took aim, and gave a test-fire. The pistol handled easily, not much in the way of recoil. In any case, the shot took off a good chunk of the monster's head. Yet, she didn't seem to flinch. So, I continued spraying out bullets, firing quickly, yet carefully. By the time I was done, the creature was left an armless, headless stump.

Job well done, I thought. However, the she-monster was barely impeded. She continued stumbling towards me. I figured maybe violence wasn't the answer. Maybe she just needed a stern lecture? So, I pinched her rubbery (and, ugh... slimy) hide. Pulling at her, I forced her to follow me. Incredulously, she complied.

The way back up was much shorter. We soon arrived at the entrance lobby, one similar to the local hospitals. The place was busy with activity. Most people just passed us by. Only a small crowd seemed to notice the headless creature, and even then, they took only a casual interest of her.

Anyway, I dragged the abominable woman with me, seating the both of us at the corner of a row of orange, plastic chairs. Just then, the beast spasmed as it changed shape once again. This time, it compressed itself down into an unexpected form: a young girl, no older than eight years of age. Her bare skin was still as damp and rubbery as before, though her black hair, previously unkempt, was now longer and completely straightened.

I opened my mouth to speak, but was interrupted when the girl shoved her head under my left arm, placing herself in my unwitting embrace. She looked up at me with a hearty smile. Her pitch black eyes left me in a momentary daze.

It took some time before I composed myself to talk. "You're... a kid?", I gasped out in disbelief.

"Yup.", she responded plainly. The sightseers around us murmured and nodded their heads in agreement to her word.

"What... happened to you? Why are you here?"

The odd girl shrugged. "I was sick." She glanced away in contemplation before she continued. "I was taken to the hospital. At first, I thought the doctors were giving me treatment. But, I was actually being experimented on."

The girl's detached, unconcerned tone sent chills down my spine. I swung my head to collect myself again. "So, are you... um... still hungry?", I asked nervously. The girl just shook her head. That was some relief.

I then stared down at her in disapproval. "Okay. But from now on, you won't eat people ever again. Promise?", I chided her.

"Promise.", she nodded.

"Good. Remember. No more people. They're not food."

The creepy girl rolled her eyes. "Okay. Moving on.", she said impatiently.

I wanted to talk more. Unfortunately, the dream destabilized. In desperation, I held onto the girl's hands to try and stay in the dream. But, that didn't help the situation. I woke up shortly after.

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In the lounge at home. There were a lot of ants and a few cockroaches crawling on the floor.

In the kitchen at home. To my astonishment, the fridge (which looked thinner than it should) was overheating. It was so bad, that black smoke roiled out from below. Acing quick, I pulled it out, and unplugged it. I bemoaned having to buy another fridge just a year and a half after the last one went kaput.

FA in bed. For some reason, I had my head on the desk. Aunt Velma appeared. Upon noticing my discomfort, she placed a towel under my head. I pretended I was already fast asleep out of embarrassment. When she was gone, I thought about getting up from there, but was way too lazy and tired.

FA in bed. I (supposedly) wrote some DJ notes. For whatever reason, the song 'Uranium Fever' was stuck in my head.

Created Wednesday 12 August 2020

Got a short WILD, two DILDs, and a fragment today.

Spoiler for Kinda long:

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Several dreams of my arguing with a man-eating giant, one that was previously a human, no less. I couldn't fathom how she could justify her actions.

WILD transition in bed. Things were rather blurry. I overheard my cousin's daughter Harriet supposedly entering and blabbering around nearby. I really concentrated to keep myself from getting woken up. Assuming a meditative pose, I floated out of the room. I found myself in a grey void. The dream collapsed shortly after. Re-entry attempt, but I drifted off two minutes later.

Dream 1 - Some Simple Requests

Almost no visuals at first, but that clarified over time. FA in bed, Noticing a mild spinning sensation quickly made me aware. My sleeping mask prevented me from seeing much of anything. I knew trying to remove it myself would be a waste of time. So, I called on my guide, E, for help. She didn't manifest physically, though an unseen force did indeed pull away my mask for me.

With that done, I floated to the kitchen and towards the back doors. I tried phasing through the sliding doors, but only bounced off of them. So, I called out for help again. Once more, the mysterious force interacted by pushing me forward. I managed to squeeze through the doors, if with some resistance.

I stepped outside to a beautiful dawn sky. The backyard looked more like how it was a year or two ago, at a time where it hadn't been paved over. In any case, I tried accomplishing a task, thinking the giant-killing one would suffice. I called out to conjure a giant. But, none appeared, not even after a minute or so of waiting.

Suddenly, my limbs tensed up. I reacted too slowly to keep myself from waking up. Another re-entry attempt, but I dozed off several minutes later. Various unknown dreams occurred before transitioning to the one below.

Dream 2 - Showdown with a Sorceress

The visuals were slightly blurred. I was standing by a one-lane road in the middle of a deciduous forest, daylight seeping through the leaves. A vintage 30's convertible with dark paint was nearby.

More pertinently, I was in the middle of a confrontation with a demonic sorceress! She appeared as a thin, light skinned middle aged woman in a mauve robe. A golden tiara rested atop a head of wild, long black hair. A set of sharp teeth, oversized and crooked, jutted out as she smirked. There were other figures nearby, each battered and worn out. I 'recalled' they'd gotten in a losing battle with the sorceress. They were trying to prevent her from causing wanton death and destruction. Now, it was up to me alone to stop her. Upon reflecting the situation, I got aware. Still, I decided to play along. No way was I gonna miss out on this kind of fun!

My opponent and I clashed via telekinesis, which manifested visually as an ethereal wall of shimmering blue light. However, I struggled to push back, whereas the sorceress looked no worse for wear. The wall inched closer to me by the second. It was only a matter of time before I'd falter.

Just then, the voice of a new figure calling out interrupted our match. "Mother?", utters a squeaky voice.

I glance over to see a young girl, no older than six years of age. Like the sorceress, she was pale, and had long, dark hair, if not quite as frizzy. She wore a long white dress, and had a wide-brimmed sun hat of the same color.

Upon catching sight of her, the witch hesitated. Her face contorted with rage and confusion. After a painful transformation, her teeth reverted to human form. "What are you doing here?!", she snarled in bewilderment. The little girl could only stammer. An awkward silence followed.

It took a while before I snapped back into the moment. Taking advantage of this situation, I attacked once again. I warp-dashed behind the sorceress, my body fading into black shadows as I did. As soon as I re-materialized, I grabbed the wicked woman, putting her in a Full Nelson hold. "Release me!", she roared out as she writhed in my grasp. She wasn't as overwhelmingly strong as she was before. Still, I knew she could break out at any time.

I looked over to the witch's daughter. "Kid!", I called out. "Try to talk her down!"

The girl winced and shook her head, desperate to make sense of this chaos. Eventually, she responds. "Stop!", she shrieks, addressing me and my foe. "Please, stop!"

The demon witch once again let her guard down. Using this chance, I projected all of my energy out in the form of a spherical force field. Like before, the sorceress and I engaged in a magical struggle. She tried pushing back with all her might, but to no avail. Slowly, but certainly, the orb wrapped around her, trapping her above me in a shining bubble. The sorceress glowered down at me in disbelief. She couldn't fathom that she'd been defeated.

I only barely noticed then that we'd all been warped to one of the upstairs rooms at home. Not minding that, I sighed in relief. Then, I broke out in triumphant laughter. "Hah! I did it!", I exclaimed. I flexed my biceps, pranced around, and shadowboxed as I continued celebrating. "Yeah! I'm the best! I'm the strongest! I-oh..." I trailed off when I heard the little girl sobbing nearby. Well, that was a real jerk move on my part. I was at a loss on how to handle this. I mean, what could I tell her? That her mother deserved this? That her mother is bad? That it's for the best?

The least I could do is try to apologize for my gloating. "Listen, kid... I..." But, the daughter's tearful glare shut me up. She was momentarily silent, before she ran off wailing. I felt really terrible about this...

Soon, the other figures began vanishing before my eyes. The dream destabilized, and collapsed.

Created Thursday 06 August 2020

Wow. Lots of things today. False memories of writing notes made me forget some details, as did the phone somehow deleting quite a bit of content. Frickin thing...

Spoiler for Quite long. NSFW violence.:

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WILD transition in bed. My vision was terrible, and I had a lot of trouble moving. I could barely float towards the kitchen, where I heard several figures speaking. I called out for their attention, but they didn't seem to listen.

Various FA and SP experiences. Been a while since my last SP, heh. Seeing as I couldn't move, I just waited them out for a more proper transition.

WILD transition in bed. The stage transition sound byte from Sonic Adventure 2 suddenly sounded. Warp. Spectator mode. This was a clip of a 3D Sonic game. Knuckles was running through a bridge/tunnel over a waterway. Tube Panic from Knuckles Chaotix was sounding in the background. After watching for a minute, I manifested into the dream. I flew at high speeds through numerous tunnels.

FA in bed. I assumed I was writing notes. I also failed to notice my speaking with my guide, E.

Dream 1 - August TOTM Basic I

The visuals were dim and quite blurred, mostly due to my face being covered by sheets and a sleeping mask. FA in bed, though I quickly got aware.

Suddenly, a figure pounced on me. I wrestled back, keeping them at arm's length. I soon heard this was my brother Isaac, or rather, someone that sounded somewhat like him. He claimed that I bothered him somehow, but I ignored him. Instead, I asked he take off my covers so that I could finally see more clearly. He begrudgingly complied.

Free of him, I got up to take a better look around. It was then that I noticed the figure glaring at me from bed wasn't Isaac. Instead, he looked suspiciously similar to myself in my adolescence. Regardless, I just thought to only interact with him for reasons of a task.

"Hey.", I began. "Who's dream is this?"

"Your's, obviously.", the younger me responded while rolling his eyes. I didn't expect he'd know as much. This made me very curious.

"Surprised you knew that. Who are you?".

"I'm your subconscious."

I frowned at his answer. "Subconscious? What a load of crap.", I thought to myself. Still, I did want to understand more of this. "I already have E as a guide.", I answered. "I don't need your help".

The kid glowered. "You shouldn't follow her. Don't trust her."

What an incredulous response. I didn't know whether to be insulted, confused, or humored. My 'subconscious' kept deriding E,, while I dismissed him as a misinformed know-nothing. We continued to argue for a bit until the dream collapsed.

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Another FA in bed, where I once again thought I wrote some notes down.

Dream 2 - Hog Head Crush

The visuals were dim and quite blurred. FA/SP in bed.

Suddenly, I was beset by a grunting beast: a large feral hog. Couldn't really see it, but it certainly oinked like one. The creature immediately chewed on my scalp, tearing off large chunks of skin. It didn't hurt that much, but that didn't make it any less disturbing. I 'figured' it was avenging the deaths of all the pork I've eaten in my lifetime. Regardless, I got aware.

Seeking vengeance in turn, I tried conjuring a burning aura around me. It only manifested up as thick heat haze. Nonetheless, it worked well enough to scald the creature. The pig squealed and writhed in agony. It tried to run away, but I wasn't gonna let it get off that easy. I clenched its head with my hand. The wild animal mauled me in turn, though that didn't help it any. I dug my burning fingers into its skull. Before long, the hog's head moldered away. The dream collapsed shortly after.

Dream 3 - Late to the Great War

The visuals were dim. FA in bed, though I got aware again.

Soon, a vision appeared before me. It starts with an evening thunderstorm over grassy hills. Continuous lightning strikes illuminated the skies in a spectacular display. Just then, unusual vehicles loomed in from the land and air. From above, a fleet of alien-looking zepplins cruised the skies. From the hills tromped in bulbous tanks with four mechanical legs instead of treads. Although the tech didn't seem like it was from anything found on Earth, it also appeared dated, no more advanced than the interwar period.

And then, a battle erupted. Cluster bombs rained from above, ruining much of the countryside in seconds. By some miracle, most of the tanks remained intact. A constant barrage of artillery shells fired from the horizon, lighting up the clouds. Infantry rushed in from nowhere, taking cover within craters.

It was an equally terrible and mesmerizing sight. I didn't want to just spectate any longer. I manifested within the scene. Rain and winds pressed down hard, keeping me from moving too much. The surprise of that, and my over-eagerness, caused the dream to collapse.


Dream 4 - In The Clutches of Another Hungry Giant Lady

The visuals started quite blurred, though clarified over time. FA in bed, but I quickly got aware. Once again, I had trouble moving. I could only lurch my way out of the house, completely disregarding that I was only in my boxers.

It was a beautiful clear day. The sun glared in my eyes momentarily. As I shambled out the driveway, I overheard Egg Reverie from Sonic Mania sounding in the background. I opted to change it to Track 6 from Dyna Brothers.

Anyway, I paced my way out of the neighborhood. That's when I noticed a few glaring incongruities: the road forward extended for many blocks, there were several 6-story tall condo buildings in the distance, and, above all, there was a stout, similarly-sized gigantic woman tromping around near said buildings.

Interested, I wanted to hurry over there. But, I was really impatient, and decided just to conjure the giant woman towards me. Instead, a colossal cartoon character appeared, though it didn't take long for them to appear lifelike. I looked up, to see it was a different giantess, dark skinned, average build, and roughly 60+ feet in height. The woman was wearing only a red tank-top and boxers, and given that her puffy hair was matted, she obviously only got up from bed as well. She was a bit plain looking, but still, she didn't look bad given the circumstances.

Suddenly, the woman scooped me up in one hand. As startling as that was, I kept my composure. I began greeting her, but the sleepy giantess snarled back before I could finish. Just then, she dragged me into her gaping mouth! Her teeth and molars clamped down at my midsection. She fiercely gnawed and yanked on my torso with her jaws, knocking the air out of me, harshly bruising my skin, and breaking my bones. Gotta say, this stung like hell.

Acting quick, I tried turning my body into stone, though In my haste, I could only do so on my back. Nonetheless, this was more than enough to crack and chip her top teeth. The giantess gasped in pain. Soon, she lost her hold on me, and I fell.

I found myself landing back to my bed. I awakened promptly.

Created Tuesday 21 July 2020

What a relief. Thought I was on another dry-spell.

Spoiler for Kinda a long read:

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In a swamp during a clear day. A temporary structure made of steel frames and scaffolding was set up. I was part of a security team sent to guard the area from threats. At one point, my cousin Naomi stops by to talk with me. We spoke of the presidential election and finance. Later, a horde of deformed mindless Titans (as per Attack on Titan) appeared out of nowhere. I used superpowers to blast them. However, a few slipped by, doling out casualties before I could deal with them. Much later on, a train fell out of the sky, and plowed right into the dirt. The other guards and I hurried to rescue any living passengers. Most people were surprisingly in one piece. That is, besides anyone in the cars most deeply buried in the ground, in which only the conductor survived by miraculous circumstances. I then 'remembered' my compiling a list of the names of everyone that was in that train some days before this accident happened. Figured I'd unwittingly taken part in a conspiracy to have one of the victims killed off. I felt really guilty and ashamed for this. The other guards tried reassuring me I wasn't to blame. Then, cut to a scene from Fullmetal Alchemist. Something about Colonel Mustang preparing to ascend to a much higher position within the government.

Spectator mode. A man was going to a train station located deep in a swamp. Suddenly, a blue gorgon (the kind with a snake tail instead of legs) rises from the fountain. She goads the terrified man into getting closer. The guy's soon wrapped in her coils, and is swallowed whole.

Dream 1 - Clear Aqueous Golem LD - Part 1

The visuals were clear. FA on the bed of an unknown home, daylight seeping through the windows. There were very few walls, or even rooms, revealing the structure's surprising width. Distinctly, almost every table and similar furniture in the area had at least one small vase of purple flowers on each of their surfaces. Various different views could be seen out of each windows. On one side, there was a cityscape. Out another was swampland. And out from another, the colorful tents of an amusement park could be seen in the horizon. Several unseen figures could be heard chatting in another room.

It didn't take long for me to get aware. I walked out the bed, past a living room, and to a kitchen in the far end. Had a bit of trouble moving around at first, but I got used to it. I approached the largest window there, which had inexplicably been covered in blinds. False memories led me to believe there was a beach outside. I opened up the blinds, expecting to find as much. Instead, I found a stream within a grassy slope, mangroves growing on the other side, and
urban buildings visible several blocks behind that. Despite how bright it was, there was an overcast sky above.

I invoked more false memories to make me 'remember' my encountering a bizarre creature in the stream: a woman made of ectoplasm (let's call her, Clarity). Heedlessly, I jumped back-first into the water. Only when I was floating in it did I realize how murky this stream was; I couldn't see deeper than a meter. Still, it was at least refreshingly cool.

Not long after, I sensed something viscous surrounding me. This soon rose as an odd, transparent, colorless sludge rippling against the stream. A head formed, mostly featureless, but feminine, much like a mannequin. Seems my conjuration worked. I didn't quite expect her to appear this way, though it wasn't an unpleasant surprise.

For the next minute, I thoroughly observed the ectoplasm composing Clarity, squeezing and rubbing it between my fingers. In addition to being very gooey, it was quite cold. Yet, it quickly softened up and evaporated in one's hands. This was all unusually... soothing.

Concurrently, I thanked the odd woman for showing up in my dream. I spoke about some big plans I had for the dream. Can't remember what, only that I needed her help. Clarity spoke in compliance to my schemes, her voice deep and a bit echoey. I then levitated out of the water, though her slime weighed me down considerably.

Just then, the dream collapsed. Made a DEILD attempt after recalling all of the dream's details, but I dozed off.

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Short scene of being in an urban area during an overcast day. I walked over a small bridge. Talked with some supposed acquaintances as well.

Dream 2 - Clear Aqueous Golem LD - Part 2

Scene 1 - Titan Eating Construct
The visuals were mostly clear, and became more vivid over time. FA in the house mentioned above. Although I knew this wasn't reality, I only suspected I was in a daydream or dreamlet at the moment.

I darted around, seeing clear twilight skies outside the windows. It was then that I noticed a full moon. On a closer look, the moon was fractured, if not shattered,yet its parts retained cohesion. I glanced out another window to see yet another moon, also fragmented.

By now, I was sure I was dreaming. I had a lot more trouble getting out of bed than before. It took almost two minutes before I could float myself off from the mattress.

I quickly flew outside and back to the stream. There, I waited for Clarity to return. For the fun of it, I conjured a 6m titan, which flashed in from nothingness beside me. It slowly closed in. But, I wasn't afraid. At that moment, Clarity erupted from the water. She then enveloped the hideous titan. Seconds later, the monster was completely assimilated into her mass.

Now, the slime construct had a more definite shape. She appeared as a lithe woman made entirely of clear ectoplasm, standing about 20ft tall. As before, she was mostly featureless, not even having a face. Her liquid form also gave her trouble standing straight; her torso writhed and pivoted if she tried. Thus, she spent much of her time hunched over.

Noticing the moon above us, I opted to fly us both there. I grabbed her by the shoulders, and tried blasting off. But, I couldn't get much higher than about 10 meters. So, I dived back-first to the ground to teleport to the moon instead. Warp.

Scene 2 - Blind Moon Elevator Ride
The visuals were terrible. I only had part of my left eye open before I lost vision completely. Before I got blind, I noticed black text scrolling by on a white screen, and I could catch a glimpse of being in a cave. I felt around, worried I'd lost the dream. But, catching hold of Clarity' large, gooey hand reassured me a bit. So, I tasked her with leading me around until I regained my sight.

"Where are we?', I asked her. "What do you see?"

Clarity hesitated a moment before speaking. "We're... somewhere underground. A stone cave. I see... panels. There's blinking lights on them. And, there... an elevator! There's an elevator over there!"

The creature dragged me around. Soon, she crammed the both of us into a small space. Shortly after, I felt us being translated all over the place. If this was an elevator, it was capable of far more than just move up and down.

My vision soon returned. Although it was dark, the glow of blinking lights let me see enough. I was indeed in a lift of some kind. The goo construct was crouched beside me, her form occupying much of the space. I could hardly move, or even breathing. Soon, the dream collapsed.

Created Friday 10 July 2020

I got two DILDs and a scrap today.

Spoiler for Kinda long:

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Dreams where I was conversing with some mystical being.

Dream 1 - Deadly Prank and Flight Radio LD

The visuals started a bit blurred. Spectator mode. This depicted an episode of Spongebob Squarepants. The title character and his friend Patrick were in an unknown apartment suite. The two were in a make believe game of hero and villain, Spongebob acting as the former, and Patrick the latter. However, Patrick got so engrossed in the game, that he started to believe he himself was really a villain. Things started getting dangerous when the starfish left deathtraps in every room. Spongebob was eventually cornered. As he cowered, Patrick loomed towards him with a nasty looking weapon. The insane starfish drew closer and closer... only to immediately drop the whole matter as if it never happened. Spongebob, with a sigh of relief, also laughed away his own near-death experience.

Around this point, I manifested on the floor of the suite's kitchen. I was exhausted, so I didn't even bother trying to get up. There were a few other voices, but I didn't pay attention. Soon, a fluffy medium sized dog trotted along right up to me. It got too curious for my liking. I was afraid it was going to bite me. But instead, it simply licked my face. This got me to question my environment, and thus, I quickly gained awareness.

Springing to my feet, I rushed to a room at the far end, then jumped out of an open window. I found myself flying over an expansive city surrounded by grassy hills, all under a clear dawn sky. Among the more interesting sites were two or more amusement parks, as well as an airport carelessly built between a few skyscrapers. Quite a view, especially considering that my visuals clarified by this point.

I opted to form rigid metal wings on my back just for the fun of it. Just then, I received a radio message internally (not unlike Codec calls in Metal Gear Solid).

"This is the US Air Force", says a male voice, his words muffled a bit by static. "If you can understand me, leave this airspace or we well open fire."

Well, this never happened before. I figured he thought I was some kind of alien.

"Permission to land.", I responded promptly, filtering my voice to sound inhumanly deep.

It took a moment before I received another message. "...alright.", the voice says skeptically. I don't think he expected me to talk.

Anyway, I looked for a safe, flat landing spot outside the city. But, there was nothing of the kind. The dream destabilized, and collapsed shortly after. DEILD attempt two minutes later, though I dozed off.

Dream 2 - July 2020 TOTM Basic Task I

Scene 1 - Game Gear Idea Awareness
The visuals started blurred. I was resting on the floor of an apartment suite similar to above. Dazzling sunlight forced me to half-open my eyes. There was some commotion going on in another room nearby, as well as noise from people getting started with their day. I just wanted to get some sleep, that is, until I started questioning my state. As a test, I meditated in an effort to float up as I laid supine. It took some effort, but eventually, I did levitate. This easily affirmed the dream.

I was about to head out the door, when I spotted this dude (olive skin, dark, unkempt hair) playing something on a Game Gear. On closer inspection, he had a Sonic game loaded. This got me to sound music from the series. The first in mind was Aquatic Ruin Zone from Sonic 2. I then had the idea to visit that very location. With an unusual combination of focus and anticipation, the scenery warped.

Scene 2 - A Visit to an Aquatic Ruin
The visuals were clearer. I instantly found myself just where I wanted, a lifelike version of Aquatic Ruin Zone, sunlight seeping through the foliage. This did indeed appear as the crumbling walls of an ancient city overrun by tropical wilderness. The air was heavy with vapor, though I never did directly see a body of water as per the namesake of this location. Anyway, as I floated around, I decided to pull down a nearby branch to touch the leaves. They were surprisingly sharp on the edges. I then noticed big red berries growing on the branches, the very same ones from the game. Of course, I wanted to sample them. Unfortunately, an unseen force dragged me out before I could do so. Cue another warp.

Scene 3 - Mountain Breaking Wave
The visuals were perfectly clear. I was standing by a road between some hills and a thin forest, a partially cloudy blue sky above. Various different locales were in the distance. To the far right were the shores of a beach. A city spanned out throughout the rest of the horizon, their skyscrapers notably larger than normal.

I took a moment to appreciate the view, when I quickly went over some tasks in my mind. I settled for this month's basic task i. Of course, that meant I had to find a mountain. I walked towards the left alongside the road. It didn't take long for me to notice a huge, ice-peaked bluish grey mountain leftwards to the horizon. After a brief moment of concentration, I released my aura. It was visually tame, appearing as just a quick, transparent wave that pulsed in the air for a moment. So it came as a bit of a surprise when the mountain crumbled seconds later. Job well done, I thought.

Regardless, I wanted to see such destruction more closely. With an upward wave of my hand, I collected as much asphalt as I could from the road to create a huge hill made of the same material. Once again, I conjured my aura. In an instant, the asphalt mountain exploded violently into millions of chunks. Some of the larger clumps almost flew right at me.

Perhaps I got startled a bit. The dream collapsed shortly after.

Spoiler for Aquatic Ruin Zone:

Created Wednesday 24 June 2020

Yes, finally. Some LDs to write down.

Spoiler for Spoilered for length:

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Playing a text adventure game. I was making an agreement with someone. The cat then woke me up

Another text adventure game. Some demon lady was talking to me. The event switched from a game to actually occurring 'live', though the two of us still spoke only in text. I mostly just reflected on some other dream I've since forgotten.

Watching gameplay of Capcom vs. SNK 2. One team had Kyosuke, and the other had Yun, I think. Later, I was seated on a sofa in a living room. Stan Smith from American Dad was seated on another couch, as was this black lady. Stan took pity on her, and gave her unwanted help, treating her as a child. Just then, snakes slithered from under the seats. Feeling one creeping on my back startled me awake.

Dream 1 - Handy Possession

The visuals started quite blurred. False awakening in bed.

I was still feeling tired, so I just wanted to get 'back' to sleep. Suddenly, a whole bunch of people were going in and out of the room. I could here the voices of my brother August, my cousin Anna and her family, plus my sister Mary along with her kids and nephew. On occasion, I could glance at a few of them. I tried speaking to them semi-consciously to leave me be, but they didn't listen. I overheard August making concerns about money (something about missing $25). He searched all over, making a bigger commotion than I'd prefer.

Eventually, I figured out how silly this all was, and got aware. It was a great relief to feel this again. My vision, incidentally, got much better. I got up immediately, and ran upstairs to the empty room. The window was open. Which, of course, means flying out. I soar towards a clear blue down. I pass through a forest, then arrive on an open grassfield. Had to rub my hands, as well as compacting myself to a seated position, to keep things stable on occasion.

Next, some tasks. The only one in mind was this month's bonus task. And so, I attempted to transform into a Mister Handy robot. But, no matter how much I concentrated, nothing happened. I scratched my head on the matter, when I saw a trio of similar robots waddling in a pond. Much like the aforementioned robots, these were bulbous chrome-plated legless automatons, though they had only one eyestalk (the center one) instead of three, two arms, and a wheel in place of jet thrusters. I landed near them to observe.

I then got the idea to possess one of the robots, which was surprisingly easy to do. I rolled out of the pond to get a better handle of this form. The arms weren't much different to handle than my own, just significantly scrawnier. I tried activating the lower arms, though only at this point did I realize this robot didn't possess them. Furthermore, I couldn't feel anything below the body. I could sort of feel pressure from the wheel below, but not too much. Didn't quite feel satisfied with this.

The dream collapsed shortly after.

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False awakening. Heard the cat meowing to be let out (which was actually happening in IRL). I get up to deal with it. I still felt quite woozy. Another FA. The cat was meowing at my face, though it sounded a lot different. I tried sneering at it to leave me alone, but I was too tired to move. Then I actually woke up.

At work in the restaurant. The place was wider than normal, and quite crowded. August was there. I mentioned we probably weren't getting much tip, despite the traffic. There was some sort of raffle going on.

Dream 2 - Handy Transformation

The visuals were slightly dim and blurred. I was seated at a small eatery. Joonathan and someone else was with me. We were soon given menus by a waitress, an older light-skinned woman with shoulder length auburn hair. The item choices didn't seem all that interesting.

I got up to wash my hands, but found that the bathroom had been boarded up. Turned out the only sink available was on an occupied table across from me. Was really awkward to get stared at by the family there as I cleaned my hands. I had a feeling this would be a serious health code violation, but I just shrugged this off.

Instead of returning to my table, I decided to take a better look around the place. To do so, I started floating around while seated. I turned the corner to a hallway cluttered with a mess of supplies. As I turned back, the waitress confronted me. She was annoyed that I was back there, doubly so because my flying was distracting the customers. I didn't really appreciate her snippy attitude, but no harm, as her words helped me figure out the dream.

I made my way to the exit. A bunch of people were crowding the door. I tried phasing through the glass walls, but couldn't. So, I had to wait half a minute before I could get the chance to squeeze through the door.

The street outside was an odd but appealing mixture of huge trees and large office buildings, of which almost entirely concealed an afternoon sky. Many kinds of folk were appreciating the view as much as I was. To the right was an especially vast stadium. Looking closer revealed steel frames stretching up to the sky. This made me assume it was a space station.

Thinking of space made me want to get there. I tried blasting off, but found it impossible to float higher than a few meters. As I did so, perspective skewed so that I appeared half of my natural size. It was alarming to see how much larger the passerby's were compared to me.

Unwilling to allow stubbornness compromise the dream, I just moved on to trying the bonus TOTM again. This time, I was able to morph into a Mister Handy without incident. My head, now replaced with an eyestalk, felt smaller, with the stock itself feeling like an especially long, narrow neck. My vision's scope widened a bit, but was otherwise the same. The "torso" was bulbous and rigid, impossible to turn or move on its own. Like in the previous attempt, I had two arms instead of the traditional Mister Handy's additional left and right eyestalks (can't imagine how disorienting that would be). These arms, which ended in claws, were a bit stiff, though they weren't very difficult to control. Below that were the thrusters, its turbines feeling as a faint vibration as I floated around. This time, I actually had three lower arms dangling below me. The left and right ones didn't feel all that different to use from my legs, if thin, uncomfortably spread apart, more flexible, and a bit numb. The center lower arm was... odd. It just felt so out of place. I could only move it with a lot of concentration. I sensed that with practice, it might eventually feel natural. Regardless, I felt completely disturbed about the whole thing. Furthermore, the pincers at the end of these lower arms were completely inaccessible to me.

I spent the next minute casually greeting passerby's, and with Mister Handy's voice, no less. Some dude leaned in very close to inspect me. To my surprise, I automatically responded to such, as if I were programmed to do so.

"Do not interrupt the performers while they're on stage.", I said with a snarky and demanding tone. Didn't really understand the context, but oh well.

The dream faded into a stain, and collapsed shortly after.

Media References:

Spoiler for Image of Mister Handy - Basic Model:

Spoiler for Image of an upgraded Mister Handy with five arms (two of which replace eyestalks:

Created Monday 11 May 2020

Finally got around to doing a proper WBTB. And some results to show for it. Too bad there's a bunch of non-LD content missing...

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Repeated dreams with similar themes. Each time, I wanted some specific thing, then didn't moments later.

Dream 1 - Deadbrush Forage

Various forgotten events before this point. The visuals were slightly blurred. I was in field of very tall grass and wild overgrowth, a cloudy brown twilight sky above. Although abundant, the plantlife was terribly dehydrated, and in many cases, long dead.

After a minute of looking around, I (somehow) got aware. I tried summoning and eating a Marloss Berry, either by imagining it, or by reaching behind me, both to no effect. So, I moved on to a TOTM, the foraging one coming to mind. I sorted through the grass, but I hardly found anything, just chaff. Next, I picked some flowers, daisies, I think. Wasn't sure whether their heads and stems were edible. So, I pulled the roots in hopes of finding a starchy vegetable. A few did indeed seem to have some growths on them. Eventually, I dug out what seemed a lumpy, violet potato. It was quite large, just a few inches bigger than my outstretched hand. Well, that works for me.

I then looked towards thickets, when I noticed a large, bright purple, radish-shaped fruit growing on a branch. It looked shriveled, but probably still edible. I picked that as well.

Seemed like a good enough forage for the moment. On to sampling. But before that, there was the matter of cleaning; both products were plainly dirty. I didn't have any water in hand, let alone finding clean water in dried brushland. Nothing a Prestidigitation spell couldn't fix. With a gesture, the food was instantly rid of dirt.

Finally, chow time. I bit into the wrinkled fruit. It tasted much more bitter than expected. It retained a hint of flowery fragrance, but that really didn't improve the flavor. I was about to take another bite, but noticing a bug crawling out of a small hole made me think otherwise.

I was gonna eat the potato, but the dream collapsed too soon for me to do such.

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Unconscious transition during a Dreamwalking WILD attempt. I was in an unlit apartment building. Ruined constructions and furnishings made it apparent this place was abandoned. To the left was a stairway made from tiles. I starting climbing up, during which I noticed it had a very familiar arrangement. It then occurred to me this followed the same exact path I take during Dreamwalking, triggering awareness. But soon, something distracted me, something I thought dangerous. I ran back downstairs, only to forget why I got there, and climbed back up. Repeat again of temporary awareness, climbing up, evading a hazard, running downstairs, then loop. There were other things I did during brief moments of lucidity, but I can't recall.

Created Tuesday 07 April 2020

Got a WILD/DEILD, along with several fragments.

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More Cataclysm dreams, this time revolving around creating vehicles.

Using the PC at home. My brother was nearby. I listen to an 8-bit Mega Man music medley I downloaded, which started with part of Plug Man's theme, followed by Dive Man's theme, then Drill Man's theme. Bizarrely, the music was sequenced such that an animation could be seen through an oscillator. This depicted an action sequence involving Mega Man fighting against several Robot Masters.

Dream 1 - More Time Dilation Attempts, Aether, and Other Stuff

Scene 1 - Time and Light
The visuals were dim and blurred. WILD transition in bed, which I figured out when I slowly fell after rolling off the bed. Fatigue left me woozy, and my eyes wouldn't open completely. I tried not to let that frustrate me.

After standing up, I immediately tried dilating time once again, this time affirming that I would last for a month. As before, I held my hands together, and concentrated. A minute passed until I finally felt energy compressed between my palms. A sign, I thought, that I'd gotten results. I "powered up" to celebrate, vigor washing away doubts and filling my arms with strength. But, this also made me even feel even dizzier. My surroundings spun around me. When I come to, I was in bed again, though still dreaming.

I sensed someone was nearby. Unconsious expectations had me affirm this would be TPD, and indeed, this was the case. I reached towards her hand, when suddenly, her skin changed dramatically, going from obsidian black to a shimmering gold. It was as if I'd hit a light switch. I floated around the construct for a better look. Of note, it seemed that this change also made her lose her crown, plainly revealing her bald head.

Several more warps occurrred, some of which briefly had me within a city, before I returned to bed once again. TPD returned in her more recognisable appearance. For no other reason than amusement, I shrunk myself, then picked a fight with the construct. I charge in at her via flight. But, just as I was about to land a strike, TPD suddenly seized me in her hand. She smirks, unnerving, given her usual stoic demeanour. She then carries me off through a screen of green light. Mist seeps in from all sides. Before long, I found myself awake in bed. DEILD transition.

Scene 2 - Sponge Cake and the Band of Invisibility
The visuals started bright, if a bit blurred. I was on a wooden walkway under a canopy of similar make, sunlight glaring from all sides. Thick forestry spanned from the left, while a stream ran through at the right and below. Further ahead was a wide crossway. Portable tables were set at the far end. I sensed there were various family members around, but I didn't focus on them. Furthermore, the arranged version of the song Neverending Game from Breath of Fire 3 sounded in the background.

I set out to do a TOTM, the bonus task coming to mind (though, upon awakening, I realized that I pursued LAST month's bonus task). Suddenly, the lights flicker out, and the dream gets fuzzy. I concentrate on my hands to clarify the dream. Although things remain dim, I still get surprised at how much clearer things got than they started. Anyway, I look around the table to find a bunch of small boxes. I looked through them, but only found neatly stacked piles of nails in each. I also found a whole plain white cake in a square metal pan. While using one hand to grab other things, I used the other to take a hunk of the dessert. Its texture was a bit spongy, but it tasted pretty nice and buttery.

After several minutes, I still couldn't find anything that could be described as scraps. So I just thought, screw it, I'll make my own. I grabbed a table, then, from my peripheral, crumpled it in my hands into a mess of metal and plastic. I then crammed the contents into an emptied small plastic box about 4 inches in length. Obviously, I couldn't fit it all, and settled for just piling most of it on top. I then started tearing at the scraps. Interestingly, this felt similar to pulling at cotton balls.

After some finagling, compressing, and threading, the material smoothed out into bands of black fabric. On closer look, blue linings faintly glowed on its surface. I wrapped it around my hand, then rubbed on my wrist. Amazingly, my hand began vanishing before my eyes, to the point of being almost completely invisible. I observed for a bit, taking amusement at the apparent stump where my hand would be. I rubbed it again, and in due time, my hand phased back in view.

It was then that I noticed I'd trouble breathing. A sure sign the dream was ending. I awaited a collapse. Instead, I only lost consciousness. I went further out to a dock, overcast sky above. Tables were set in this area as well, each containing food. Among the items were sauteed chicken and beef (though only small chunks of such remaining), as well as rectangular pans of potroast fish. Aluminum linings partially covered the tops of each containers. It all looked, and smelled, quite appetizing, though I refrained from touching any of it, since I supposedly ate too much beforehand.

The dream collapsed shortly afterwards.

Created Sunday 22 March 2020

Got a DILD and some scraps today.

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Something about going to a shopping center located atop a hill.

Vaguely recall playing Demon RL.

Dream 1 - Break Valley

Dreamlet to dream. The visuals were clear. I was laying supine outdoors, looking up at a bright blue, partially cloudy sky. Soon, I noticed the moon, only it was behaving erratically. That is, it was zooming in and out at rapid speeds. This brought instant awareness.

I fly towards moon, but it vanishes. So, I opt to just soar through the clouds. Noticed sensations and noises of this act were quite faint, with the sole exception of heavy moisture. After a few minutes dancing in the air, I dive down on land again. I find myself on grassy hill land, sparse on foliage but no shortage of other greenery. This sight made me unconsciously play Sky Santuary's theme from Sonic & Knuckles in the background. I let myself enjoy the view for a moment, when the surroundings took on blocky textures. Eh, whatevs. I won't let that bother me now.

Alright, sightseeing over. Time for some random mayhem! Using telekinesis, I lifted a tree about 30 yards away, then hurled towards a mossy mountains about a mile away. The tree pierced through, and seconds later, the entire hill crumbled down. Noticed there was an unsatisfying lack of sound. I repeated this several more times on different hills, if only to get some noise going. Got bored of the trite view around this point. So I forcefully warped the scene to take on more realistic visuals. Anyway, I asploded a mountain once more, only this time, I struck it with dozens of trees simultaneously.

Real life noises distracted me from the dream. I woke up seconds later.

Created Saturday 21 March 2020

Got a DILD and a fragment today.

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Driving through a highway during a cloudy day. Cut to my entering a parking garage. Suddenly, I was seized by mysterious figures. A top down view of the scene is shown, revealing I was attacked by two savage female vampires dressed in ancient rags. Rewind after I was killed. The scene repeats in first person view. But now, I simply ignored my assailants, treating them as mild annoyances even as they drained me.

Dream 1 - The Key to Enlightenment

The visuals were slightly blurred. I was in the living room at home. M was there, as was an unknown figure, a man who was a supposed acquaintance of ours.

We sat down to eat an overtly bright-colored frosted cake. Suddenly, a bunch of firefighters and emergency crew burst into the scene. They claimed there was some major hazard that needed to be dealt with, and as such, required everyone to evacuate immediately. As part of some kind of arrangement, this lady cop, light skinned, light brown hair, short, stout, and about my age, instructed me to go with her for a ride to a destination of my choosing.

Soon, the two of us departed within a police cruiser. Much of the surroundings looked unfamiliar to me. All homes had a good distance between them, and the roads had singular lanes on each sides of opposing traffic. For most of the ride, we remained uncomfortably silent, broken only by some occasional small talk. Minutes later, we arrive in a parking garage. I begin dismounting, when the policewoman showed sudden interest in me. Had mixed feelings on that, including flattery, but mostly just confusion. I stammered my thoughts before slinking away.

Cut to my walking through a dark hallway. This soon opens up into a vast, multi-story atrium. Dark wood balconies were divided into sections, each of which contained what appeared as small classrooms hosting 12 late teen students or fewer. Staff and students alike were dressed in professional wear. I looked around for a few minutes, when I suddenly had the urge to start floating around, doing so while seated in a meditative pose. I could glance the occasional double take and dumbfounded stares from the others. In any case, this act brought instant awareness.

As per my goals, I sought for a way to dilate time. As I looked around, I noticed another figure levitating figure above me. This individual was further distinct from his pitch black suit, albino skin, bald head, and youthful appearance (indeed, he seemed more like a tall and skinny middle school aged kid if anything). I approach him, to be immediately met with a query.

"You seek knowledge, yes?", asks the boy in a soothing, near-whispered tone. I nodded. The enigma then pulled out an object from his pocket, a large brazen key of antiquated design. He holds it out in the palm of his hand, and continues. "This is The Key to Enlightenment". I take it, feeling a strange combination of anticipation and worry. The child suddenly stares at me intently, then continues. "However, you must find The Entrance yourself." I nodded again, and set off quickly to do just that.

It didn't take long for me to notice something unusual in the ceiling. Murals, each depicting natural symbols such as leaves. However, it so happened some of the art was actually gilded engravings. Furthermore, on closer scrutiny, within one such engraving was a cleverly hidden keyhole. I zoom in, but notice the opening is obviously not compatible with the key I'd in hand.

I only had a moment to ponder this, when explosions rocked the hall. Bright flashes erupted from the ground, incinerating anything it came in contact to ashes. I could hear repeated calls amidst screams of horror. "Sorcerers! Sorcerer!" But I wasn't in the fighting or curious mood. In fact, I feared losing any chance of finding this supposed Entrance. So I allowed others to take care of the problem, and phased out of the site...

I found myself in the garage again, only now, it was completely unlit. As I bumbled around mid-air, I come upon a locked maintenance door. Incidentally, there happened to be an unusually large doorlock. I tested the key out in it, and lo and behold, it fit! Opening it revealed a white void. I floated through, eager hope filling my thoughts. Unfortunately, such excitement made me unconscious. I don't recall how this ended, only that I woke up a half minute later.

Created Friday 20 March 2020

Been so long since I actually wrote up any dreams on the actual site. Guess now as is good as time as any. But anyway, I have much to write about today. Feels quite relieving, if I'm honest. Recall could be a bit better, but hey, it's still a far sight than what I've been getting these last two weeks or so...

Spoiler for Lotsa Spaghetti...er, words:

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In a mall. Jacob was there as well. Neon lights brightened the shop entrances and decorated much of the interior. Along our route, I mention trying to find a supposed buffet we went to before, though Jaboc was reluctant to eat so much. I got aware around that point. Even so, I opt to find the buffet, looking for over a minute until the dream fades.

Two short, uh, NSFW LDs.

Dream 1 - Ephermeral Eats, Still Construct

The visuals were a bit dim and blurred. I was in the lounge at home.

Things were notably different. Much of the furniture was missing, and the sofa there was brown, smaller, and generally unfamiliar. There was also a short, long wooden table. A spread of fried foods was set atop. I sat down, and tried a fried pastry of some sort. However, the food vanished as soon as I bit into it.

I then attempted to conjure TPD. She soon appeared in view, though flickered in and out of sight. It took a bit of concentration before she manifested entirely. The construct fell on the couch, her head across my lap. Rather than flaming hair, she possessed a crown as black as her cold exterior. TPD didn't say anything, just staring at me, waiting for input. I couldn't think of much else than repeat my previous dreams, and some yammering on future dream goals.

I went on for minutes before the dream faded. DEILD transition.

Dream 2 - Crisp Iceburg Lettuce

The visuals were bright, but stil blurred. I was in a white void. Soon, an SUV pulled up beside me. I opened the back door to find a bunch of groceries. Thinking of the TOTMs, I sift through the bags, until I find a head of lettuce (iceburg lettuce, if I'm correct). It was deceptively cold to keep in hand, freezing, in fact. I wasted no time chowing down. Although cold, it was actually really easy to bite into. Crisp, yet quite moist. Of taste, it was faintly earthy, not too bitter, more like drinking cucumber water rather than biting into a raw vegetable. It was really easy to go down, so much so that I at it all in three bites.

The dream faded shortly after. DEILD transition.

Dream 3 - Quick FPS Indulgence

The visuals were a bit blurred. I was running around in some kind of futuristic industrial site, blinking panels and exposed pipes lining chrome-covered surfaces. I also noticed both my donning a suit of power armor and a wielding a laser rifle.

Not long into this, I found myself under fire. A wild gunfight was taking place. Half a dozen or so other figures were zooming around, each armed and armored similar to myself. Figured this was a FPS scenario of some sort. No sense not indulging. I was rather incautious: where others took over, I merely struck out in the open, firing away at random. I acknowledged how improbably lucky I was not to get shot once.

This went on for a few minutes. Think I managed two kills (the other guys were quite hardy) before the dream collapsed. DEILD transition.

Dream 4 - Sky Hill Skiing

The visuals started almost pitch black. DEILD transition in bed. I roll to the side, and fell into a white void. I tried flying around, only to slide atop an unknown surface.

Soon, I found myself skiing down a snowy slope. I descended for over 1000ft, when the hill suddenly crested up at the edge. Somehow, I was launched straight to the clouds. I spun around, and even did some side-flips and back-flips for good measure. Then, from out of nowhere, I randomly acquired a laser pistol. I shrugged, and fired at the clouds surrounding me.

Things got really hazy. Don't recall how this dream ended. Tried DEILDing when I woke up, but I lost consciousness.


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At home. I was watching Jacob play some indie-developed game. It seemed to use graphics from various different sources, including the Demon roguelike. Yet somehow, the game could also create new graphics with assets that was fed to it on the spot, a feature I acknowledged at the time. It otherwise played as a ho-hum platformer RPG. Anyway, from the aforementioned roguelike, I noticed Reprobus was on screen. This got me to ramble on about the boss battle with him and Mordecai. DEILD after I woke up.

Dream 5 - Death to Reprobus

The visuals were a bit blurred and dim. I was walking down a dark hallway. Soon, the passage opened up into a rectangular stadium made of earth and stone. Despite its ancient type of construction, it looked impressively well maintained. Regardless, the site was abandoned.

I immediately recalled that frustrating Reprobus boss fight, my hatred towards the character, and furthermore, my disdain of the mythological figure that inspired him. And so, I conjured a being in his likeness. Unexpectedly, it'd appeared like some live-action furry, which only served to further fuel my ire further. It was around then that I noticed my having a hulking musculature, and my wielding an huge axe.

Obviously, I attacked, charging at the figure. In one swing, I chopped the creature in half through the hip. But I wouldn't stop there. I created many other clones of Reprobus, each making goading postures more obnoxious than the last. The nearest one had the displeasure of having his head lopped off. Before his body fell, I grabbed it, leaped several stories upwards, then chucked it into the dirt, whereupon it exploded into a gory mess. Similar carnage followed with each subsequent copies. My only disappointment was that none of these reprobates seemed to fight back.

Don't recall how this ended. I tried DEILDing again, but lost awareness once more.

Dream 6 - The Littlest Home Invader

The visuals were dim. I was at the front seat of a vehicle, which itself was parked near a small house isolated from civilization, starless night sky above. Cast-iron gates surrounded much of the structure plus its yard.

There was a pre-adolescent girl in the vehicle, light skinned, wavy brown hair, eyes very wide. In fact, she looked quite similar to my cousin Cassandra in her youth. Soon, the girl speaks about the denizens of the nearby house, none of it all too pleasant. She mentions how the people there became wealthy due to predatory lending schemes. Among their victims was the girl's own family. As part of payment, the girl had to give up something of hers, something that she highly regarded. Our reason for being there was plainly apparent: she planned to steal the item back.

It seems I had knowledge on security details about the dwelling. I identified the safest access point was in one of the gates to the backyard, the one closest to the main entrance. Unlike the other doors, which would trigger an alarm when unauthorized figures touched it, that gate would only sound an alarm if it were tampered with unsuccessfully. However, I warned her that only a skilled locksmith would be able to pull off such a task, not to mention that she'd somehow have to sneak past world class private security keeping an eye on the place. The girl looked terrified, yet I knew from the look of her eye that she wasn't going to back down.

Timeskip. Things appear from her viewpoint. The girl sneaks towards the designated gate. She tries picking the lock, but it was quite obvious she had no idea how to do that. Cue the alarms. Fittingly, the Tanker Alert Theme from Metal Gear Solid 2 sounded in the background, and continued throughout the rest of the dream. In any case, the girl flees into the thickets within the nearby forest.

Timeskip again. Spectator mode. The girl could now be seen hurrying through the streets of an industrial urban area. She looked to be at the point of collapsing. Using what little strength she had left, she climbed over a chain link fence into a dark alleyway. The girl then ducks down under a nearby stairway. Seconds later, another figure surveys the area. A security personnel. This was a hard-faced 40 year old woman, light skinned, athletically built, hair tied beneath a cap. The guard searched thoroughly around the site for well over three minutes. It seemed she was about to go elsewhere, when suddenly, she spots the girl.

The suspense wakes me up.

Well, I should really start posting in here again. Got a lot to note today. There's still a good quantity of missing content, possibly even a forgotten LD...

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Various repeated scenes of loud activity occurring in and outside the bedroom.

Dream 1 - Phase Underground Bunker Laboratory

Scene 1 - Leader Putting Unrest to Rest
The visuals were slightly blurred. Spectator mode. This occurred in a city center located within an old urban Eastern Europe site, grey skies above. Unrest was ongoing between the majority and a minority population living there . Things were about to go violent, when suddenly, the state's leader, a middle aged man with a thick black moustache, personally intervenes. With an invigorated, strongly worded speech, he manages to not only get matters under control, but wins admiration from both sides.

Unknown transition.

Scene 2 - Ride the Lightning!
The visuals were a bit dim. FA in bed. I was wandering in a shopping district bordering a suburbs (not unlike the local area I live in), vibrant clouds of a dusk sky visible in the horizon. Somehow, I got aware. I immediately launch off at high speeds. As I soared the clouds, I spontaneously projected an electric aura around me (as per Ky Kiske's Ride the Lightning attack from Guilty Gear). I swooped down through a sunlit swamp, then a night-time desert, and various other forgotten sites. Eventually, I land in a far away city, a place similar to Dubai I think. I take only one step, when the scene began fading away. Warp.

Scene 3 - Big, Glowing Red Button
The visuals were a bit dim. FA in bed, the room faintly illuminated by an unknown source. I quickly regain awareness.

Once again, I try to RTL into a different location. But, I was prevented from even going past the far end of the room (which was unusually empty). So, I opted to phase through the floor. It was a bit difficult to do, as if sinking into thick tar. Further attempts at RTL did little to help. But eventually, I plummeted at exhilarating speeds.

I descended for a minute before coming to a sudden (but safe) landing. Now, I found myself in a narrow structure spottily illuminated by distant ceiling lights. All constructions were made of solid steel. Blinking, futuristic devices occupied much of the space and lined a majority of the walls. Reckoned this place must've been some kind of underground bunker/laboratory.

A figure soon appeared. It was Porter from work, seemingly busy hauling stuff and doing other menial things. It was around then that I noticed a big, red, rectangular, glowing red button on one of the devices. Upon glancing at it, Porter warned me not to touch it. So I heeded him for the moment and looked around elsewhere. I looked into various slots and ports on the panels around there, but didn't see anything of worth. Temptation got a hold of me, and I announced I would push the button regardless. I was given one final caution, a reminder that neither of us knew what would happen.

Click.

Suddenly, the walls spread apart. Mist dramatically seeped inside, blocking my vision momentarily before dispersing. Exposed ahead was a transparent hallway. I only observed it for so long, when a vault door slammed shut before me. A small bother. I phased through, then continued down the hallway. Another vault door opened. In view was a chrome rocket the size of a van. In fact, the interior revealed enough room fit three passengers, one in a front seat, two on back. I seated myself in the front. Not long after, the vehicle was sealed. I felt something moving it forward slowly, the clangs and humming of unknown mechanisms reverberating around me.

My viewpoint immediately discorporates to an isometric overhead shot of the launch scene. As it so happened, a giant, mechanical claw was hauling the rocket through an imperceivably long tube, faint blue lights lining the walls in a skewed, grid-like pattern. Then, without warning, the claw flings the vehicle, launching it out of view.

Almost as quickly, I'm back to my own senses. I look around, to find that I've landed somewhere awfully similar to where I started, including the laboratory. Finding no need to investigate this place further, I mount the rocket again. Cue repeat of above. But this time, the rocket's thrown against a grid-lined wall. The crash forces me awake.

Dream 2 - Pranks and Time Dilation Work

The visuals were a bit blurred. I was walking around in a restaurant. This place was oddly both familiar and foreign to me.

After several minutes of doing who-knows-what, I spontaneously begin floating around the site. Cue awareness. There was a kid nearby that for whatever reason annoyed the heck out of me just for being nearby. I caused him to vanish instantly. I then went around to cause mischief. This included my brother Randal (who happened to be there), to whom I zapped with electricity, then warped back in time before he would retaliate. Ditto with some co-workers (also there, aparrently), save that I threw water at them.

Things began fading. I hurry off to an empty space in the restaurant. Thinking of personal tasks, I began to shrink to microscopic size, doing so via inhalation. As I breathed in, I felt myself compressing instantly. I did three sets of such before I stopped. At that size, I hoped, extreme time dilation would take affect.

Suddenly, from out of nowhere, a holographic screen appears in front of me. On it was an image of a locale, which soon cycled between several other places. I, for some forgotten reason, settled on an urban location. The outline of the scene slowly forms around me. But, before it could solidify, the dream collapses.

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Wandering in a beach during daytime. I enter a wide-spanning industrial zone. Cut. I, for some reason, begin committing a series of heinous crimes and mass fraud, not the least of which includes identity theft and murder. Eventually, I got caught with a swiped credit card, and was swiftly captured. Yet, I felt as if I had my own reasons to get put into the can...

Vaguely recall being in an urban area.

In an urban apartment building. My niece Cecilia was tagging along with me. Later, we encounter a creep in the hallway (who looked an awful lot like a younger Marlon Wayne). The guy was disturbingly forward with his interest towards my niece. I hurried off with Cecilia to our destination suite, but not before threatening the guy with overt violence if he ever shows up near us again. The suite itself was lit only by vague sunlight. There were other people around, but I couldn't see anyone. I then tell Cecilia what she should do if some creep tries to touch her (ie scream for help and run away).

At home. I finish with some chores. Suddenly, a drill sergeant appeared out of nowhere. He barked contempt with my handiwork, and orders me to both re-do it and perform twenty push ups afterwards. He then walked away. Between my completing said chore again, Ryu from Street Fighter inexplicably passed by. I later did the push-ups. I found this to be much easier than normal.

At a mall. Randal was there. We wait in line for a some vending booth. Up ahead, I noticed Stan and Frank from work. Frank annoys a guy in the front of the line without being spotted, and continues to do so for a minute or so.

Created Friday 12 July 2019

Got two DILDs and a few fragments to note.

Spoiler for It's quite a bit:

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Playing the original Super Mario Bros. A level track appeared between stages, depicting the player's progress in the game.

Flying over an inlet during a clear cool day, a city in the distance. Another unknown figure was with me. Got aware. Several massive skyscrapers were under construction. I fly towards one. But, the dream collapsed halfway through.

Riding in a sports car through a highway during a clear day. A cityscape was in the horizon. I recalled the dream above, and got very suspicious...

In some kind of meeting room. A gal in the area made pleasant conversation with me. She also pointed out that my hair was a mess. Very embarrassing, though it didn't seem she was belittling me in any way. Later, I spotted my sister. I asked if she could quickly fix up my hair. She looked rather annoyed to do such.

Dream 1 - Liminal Lunar Clay Temple

The visuals started blurred, but got better over time. I falsely awakened in an unknown narrow bedroom. Some young kids were running about, causing a ruckus. Their antics distracted me from recalling previous dreams, not to mention kept me from going to "sleep" again.

Everything blacks out. From the darkness rose the moon, phasing from crescent all the way to full in the span of ten seconds. This sight grants awareness.

Things destabilize, and I find myself in the narrow room once again, much to my disappointment (mostly due to lingering false memories affirming this was my actual bedroom). I concentrate, and the moon reappears again. I waste no time blasting off to the moon's surface, arriving there in seconds.

Of course, there really was't much to see up there, just a dark and dusty wasteland. So, I cause a fiery explosion. Then, from the scorched dirt, I began shaping a golem of sorts. This took form as a short, lithe, mostly featureless green glass feminine humanoid figure about 5ft. tall. Its composition was of two contrasting states, solid and crystalline at much of the surface, yet of a molten, semi-gel like material internally and in parts of its exterior. The latter included its limbs, as well as globs flowing from its head in semblance of long hair. I directed the golem to make further copies of herself. "On it", she affirms in a robotic female voice. It initially (and often) slogged around, yet at times, showed surprising bouts of acrobatic prowess, such as when it front-flipped over a pile of rubble.

Next, I turned my attention back to my surroundings. I was somewhat amused to find I was now in a torch-lit temple of a kind. Much of the structure was built of clay-colored stone (if not dried clay). The floor, however, was made of far more decorative green, white, and bright red ceramic tiles, these shaped in abstract patterns resembling people and animals.

Several more golems passed by. A few of these hauled around dirt, which they lumped up and molded into crude human-like figures. No doubt to make more of themselves. Others occupied themselves to carving the less finished parts of the temple further out. Interesting that they'd do such a thing on their own volition. And did they really build this place (and their kin) so quickly? Now that's efficiency!

Just then, the left half of myself (as in, my body) returned to that narrow room. Such sensory overload was almost too disorienting to bear. Still, by forcefully closing my left eye with my hand, I fully returned back to the moon temple (with some occasional fluctuation, but that was corrected.)

Anyway, I hastily thought of tasks. I started by Shouting "Yol Tor Shul!" I intended a fire breath, but instead got a powerful gust of wind and smoke. Eh, good enough. I then looked around for an exit. Instead, I ended up in a thin room dominated by two huge clay braziers. One of the golems was making her was around from the other side. For the heck of it, I pointed at her, and caused her to grow to over twelve feet in height. She looked around, clearly startled of her change. "Master!", she exclaims anxiously. "Everything has become so small!" I assured her this was nothing to worry about.

Once again, I was getting shunted back into that narrow bedroom, only now with much more force. I relented, and returned promptly. Of course, by now, I knew better than to think the dream was nearing its end.

Anyway, those kids scurried away. They forgot to turn off a nearby TV set. On screen was the new version of Muppet Babies. Ignoring that, I make my way out the nearest door, which happened to be the front door. But, someone was blocking my way, and an imposing figure no less. This looked much like a realistic version of Ms. Nanny from the above-mentioned show, only 10ft. tall. Just like in the show, various factors made it impossible to see her face (in this case, her great size). The woman tapped her foot impatiently. I nervously apologize, then slowly squeeze past her. "Oh, just get going already!", she yells, exasperated. Producing a wand, she telekinetically flings me out to the curb.

I find myself in a suburbs during a scorching, cloudless day. The flat houses in the area were spread far from each other. Vehicles and foliage alike were sparse. Remembering more tasks, I dissolved the surroundings, and near instantly rearranged their components into another scene. Now, I was in a one-lane road within wilderness, a forest of palms and young swietenia. One side revealed the sands of a beach in the distance, while the other was much too thick with trees to look through. I follow the road, leaning closer to the latter side. But then, my limbs became numbed, and progressively locked up. A sure sign I was waking up. And indeed, I did so much more promptly than I could handle.

Created Wednesday 10 July 2019

Got a DILD and two fragments today.

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WBTB.

Just an all around horrible dream. Really bummed me out for a moment after waking up.

Something about watching TV. All the known channels were slightly off by a few digits.

WBTB.

Dream 1 - The Unyielding Giant

Scene 1 - Big Menace vs. Big Ego
The visuals were a bit blurred. Wasn't sure where I was, save that the surroundings were really smoky. I got aware within seconds.

Just then, a bunch of people rushed past me in a panic. It soon became apparent why: a colossal figure was chasing after them. The mist disperses enough to reveal a brutish giantess, light skinned, stout and muscular, square-jawed, and brown hair ragged and short. She was dressed in a shabby, patchwork burlap tunic, and trousers and shoes to match.

Two would-be victims tripped over themselves. Just before they were caught, I (via grandiose arcing gestures) opened a portal directly below the giantess, buying enough time for the two people to escape. Unwittingly, I'd dropped the savage menace into quicksand. It took only seconds for her to sink out of view. Reckoned she'd suffocate within a few seconds, if that. I began closing the portal, only to wind up in the giantess' clutches. She then dragged me with her to share her fate.

We soon were plummeting down a vast pit. The giantess forcefully held me lower than herself. With a hoarse, booming tone, she gloated on about her durability, claiming she'd survive any fall, while questioning if I could do the same. In time, a torch-lit surface could be seen below. As we drew closer, I realized I would be dashed head-first into a huge gargoyle (comparatively just a garden gnome to the ogress). I braced myself...

Pang! I was left in a daze. When I come to, I find myself in a rock-cut underground site, something like an Egyptian temple, only scaled up to gargantuan proportions. More pertinently, I saw the giantess nearby, writhing semi-consciously. l lowered my guard, thinking this over, just to get seized in her grasp again. I was helpless, restrained entirely, save for my own right hand. Clenching my fist, I caused a localized earthquake. The structure soon collapsed onto itself. So too did the ground below. Such deafening destruction let me free from her grip. But, debris struck me, and forced me to fall along with it to lower depths.

About a minute later, I was in another vast ancient underground site, one carved from slate. Broke my fall just before hitting pavement. I looked around, and find the ogress prone on the ground. Foolishly, I floated above her in glory, only for her to instantly stand back up, and capture me yet again. The giantess wasted no time to start crushing me in her hands, and she even threatened to eat me once I was half-dead. This time, I'd no limbs to spare. But I still had my voice. With all that was left of my breath, I shouted "Fus!" The force staggered her just enough loosen her grip on me. I used this chance to 'power up'. Then, in a moment's notice, I rocketed out of the giantess' hand, flew around her, and tackled her on the back of her knee. The brute was swept off her feet, and struck the hard earth head-first on her back.

I stand triumphant, certain that I was victorious. But, almost instantaneously, she was looming over me in fury once more. Here we go again...

Things warp.

Scene 2 - More Mundane Applications of Time Travel
Similar visuals. I was working in a restaurant as a server. I'd temporarily lost lucidity, but regained it quickly. Still, I couldn't think of much better to do than follow the 'plot'.

I ask some diners, two guys in their twenties, whether they were enjoying the food. One of them complained that the lunch meat in their sandwich wasn't cooked as they wanted. I apologized, and offered to return it. But instead, I rewind time back to before the food would be prepared in the kitchen. Once I had it in hand, I put the sandwich, meat-first, back on the grill.

The dream collapsed shortly after.

bbCreated Friday 14 June 2019

Lots of things today, though a number of dreams have been reduced to fragments.

Spoiler for Got too much to say again...:

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In an urban apartment building. Newman from Seinfeld shows up, and starts acting like a jerk. To keep from his unwanted company, I jumped out a window, then flew over the city's streets.

Walking around a suburbs during daytime. I later fly up to a clear blue sky. I've feelings of becoming lucid at some point, but can't seem to recall that. There were also a bunch of other forgotten scenes.

Dream 1 - College Bomb Scare and Random Junk

The visuals were a bit blurred. I was wandering through a crowded hallway within a college. My brother, Amir was there as well.

Commotion stirs when people nervously double back past us. The source was an exposed maintenance room at the end of the hall, an area others took pains to avoid.

As we turned back, I stumbled upon a supposed friend of ours, a security guard, a white guy about 6'3" tall, athletically built, and a few years older than me. Seeing him off-site from his patrol route, and, more pertinently, fully equipped in black body armor, was great cause for alarm. A bomb scare, I assumed. I urged him not to go. His eyes hinted dread, betraying his otherwise stoic expression. He glanced over for a second, before marching onwards. Several more guards followed suit. A fire alarm then sounded, causing some panic among the crowd. My brother and I hurried out before thins could get out of hand.

We arrived at a wide lounge, blue carpet and like-colored cushioned seat spread about between dark wooden constructions (including pillars). Things seemed to have calmed down once we stepped foot there. I walk to the far end, while Amir goes off to do something else. Mom and my sister Miranda also happened to be there, each at opposite ends of the place, as was Felicia, who was seated on a sofa in the middle. Then, a thin black lady with braids, a supposed professor of mine, took a seat next to Felicia. She waved at me, and I returned the gesture to her and my niece. I then went over there to play pranks on Felicia, poking her and such for fun.

Later on, I'm watching a rather explicit video on a phone. I really didn't want to see more than I had to. Eventually, the video cuts to some ad from the college itself. This informed viewers on the various offices on-campus. There was a clip of a secretary handing a student paperwork and an ID card. Scroll out to reveal the student was actually Amir. I was suddenly warped into the area. Once I did, Amir disposed of both items.

Don't recall how this ended. DEILD attempt after, but I lost awareness.


Dream 2 - Quick Urban Flight DILD

The visuals were dim. I was walking through urban streets during midnight, a downtown area visible in the distance. Amir was also with me.

We pass near a Hispanic fried food eatery (the type that serves fried plantains, pork rinds, and the like), light flickering under its yellow canopy. A figure steps outside. It was dad. He glanced over towards us momentarily, then continued on his way. Seeing him alive and well instantly made me aware.

Remaining calm, I took Amir by the hand, and flew us towards the starless sky. I was nearing skyscrapers, when the dream began to collapse. Rubbing my own hands only helped so much before it faded.

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In a bathroom. I stare at the mirror. It seemed my face was stuck in a menacing frown, no matter what I did.

Dream 3 - Guide Department Store Brawl

Scene 1 - First Nuisance, Then Nemesis
The visuals began rather blurred, but clarified over time. I was in a mall. Seems I was a security guard, my uniform an intimidating, military-esque, all-black long-sleeve shirt and cargo pants ensemble plus combat boots. I encountered some family members at some point, but I don't recall how we interacted.

Later on, I take a round through a department/clothing store. It was there that I was stopped by this short middle aged white lady in a black dress, brown hair combed in a beehive, and face in a perpetual scowl. Even at a glance, she obviously looked the 'I want to speak to your manager' type.

"You!", she screeches. "Can't you see I'm lost in here?! I need you to tell me where to find what I want, right now!"

I mentally rolled my eyes. "Lady, I'm a security guard. You'll want to find someone employed in the store."

""So what?! You work at the mall, so you need to help your customers!"

She continued on a nagging spiel ladened with causticity, belittlement, and obnoxious self-entitlement. Sighing, I thought "If only this weren't real. Then I'd..."

That's when I telekinetically lifted that whiny shrew off the ground. Awed, I looked at my hands, and asserted the dream state. I then chuck that now frightened nuisance out of sight.

I immediately set about looking for my guide E to spar with her. First, I check the clothing aisles, though she wasn't readily present. So I took a moment to shadowbox, thinking she'd jump in at any moment. Suddenly, I was shrunken down to a few inches. A now gigantic figure looms in. I look up to see it was indeed my guide, smirking down at me. Incidentally, she was completely nude.

E gestures at me, goading me to attack. I started with a quick energy blast. But, it disperses harmlessly on her. I then ran circles around her, taking potshots anywhere I could. Yet E stood firm, hand on hips. Uh, oh. This didn't fare well.
I strode a good distance further. E, in turn, slowly strut towards me. As she approached, I fired a much more powerful energy wave, yelling for added melodrama. And yet, with a mere huff, E drew the beam straight into her mouth, and began gulping it down like a draught. But I would not stop here. Pushing beyond my limits, I charged the beam with even more power! Blinding light filled the room. I momentarily go unconscious...

It felt like a long time passed before I came to my senses. I look ahead, and find... that my efforts were in vain. E was perfectly unphased. She was on a whole other level. I scurry under some clothing racks, anxiously looking around for a hiding place. If a direct assault wouldn't work, I suppose I'd have to use guerrilla tactics. Not very sportsmanlike, and it probably wouldn't work anyway, but I was desperate...

Things deteriorated. I lost lucidity. Unknown warp.

Scene 2 - Two Clones Play Capcom vs. SNK 2
The visuals were blurred. I falsely awakened on a large bed in an unknown bedroom. Several figures were watching/playing video games. Amir was one of the viewers, while an old friend, Jordan, was one of the players. In fact, it seemed that two Jordans were at the controls. But, I got too distracted by gameplay to acknowledge such. Speaking of, Capcom vs. SNK 2 was on screen, set in the desert stage. One of the Jordans, who used a K-Groove team with Kyo, was running away with the match.

Later on, a Jordan placed a pillow on my head, and sat on it as a joke. Furthermore, a minute later, I was hit by a gust of hot air. Did he just pass gas? I held my breath for a while, just in case. This was all really annoying, but I was too tired to move.
In time, my breathing faltered. Rather than say anything, I fired an energy shot, and, through its recoil, slid right out the bed.

Things get very unclear. There's something about the Koosalagoopagoop from Dexter's Lab praising SMB's Luigi as a king. The dream faded soon after.