dream fragment

Whoops. Memory has been a bit slippery these past few days...

Log 1214 - Suburban Alert Scrap
Created Saturday 25 August 2018

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Wandering around a fancy suburban area at night time. I take a detour through a mini-mansion, where a party was occurring. There was a dangerously narrow bridge that I had to cross through. Cut to morning. Me and some strangers had somehow gone afoul with the law, and even the armed forces. Indeed, IFV's and tanks were roaming the streets after us. During an interlude, we argue on the nomenclature of arms and vehicles.

Log 1215 - LCS Diplomacy, Highschool, and Book of Sphinxes Scraps
Created Sunday 26 August 2018

Very close calls, but I wasn't comfortable enough to follow up.

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Playing Liberal Crime Squad. Focusing on mass recruiting via persuasion.

Back in highschool with my brother and a friend. Some teachers there were those from middle school. There was buzz of anachronistically contemporary media .

Reading some old book about sphinxes. There's numerous black and white depictions such beasts.

Log 1212 - Raid on Death Squad HQ, The Gang Steal a Car, Crazy Niece, Apartment Suite Uncanny Guide, and Spontaneous Flight DILD Fragments

Two in one. As such, I spoilered what's below to keep from cluttering up the front page.

Created Thursday 23 August 2018

Spoiler for Log 1212:

Scraps and a very short DILD today.

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In a live-action version of Liberal Crime Squad. I raid Death Squad Headquarters to steal secret documents.

Watching Always Sunny in Philadelphia. The gang snuck into a fancy party. Later, they stole a car, only to total it nearby. They tried deflecting blame to another party-goer, despite all the evidence to the contrary (it was said party-goer's car, and virtually everyone there witnessed that he wasn't the one driving it at the time).

In an unknown apartment room. My niece was acting like a lunatic.

Living in an apartment suite with strangers?

Riding around town in a large bus. Later, my guide, E, climbed onboard. She had a most uncanny form, having six arms ending in clawed hands, a row of cannons circling above her waist, and the legs, thorax, and abdomen of a spider below. The interface from LCS revealed she had fantastic combat skills. I asked her to show off her powers. From her cannons, she let out a barrage of energy blasts to the empty aisles of the vehicle.

Dreamlet to dream. I was walking around the block. Got aware. I ran as fast as I could, then hovered above the ground. I soon got distracted by other thoughts. Things immediately destabilized.

Log 1213 - Bandido Blaster and Other Assorted Stories
Created Friday 24 August 2018

Spoiler for Log 1213:

Quite a bit to note today. There was plenty more, though I can't recall any of that. Seems I gotta work on my memory again.

Dream 1 - Out-Of-Breath Buffet Search

The visuals were mostly clear. I was going out for a meal with my bro. We stop at a supposed Chili's/McDonald's hybrid. Among the items that interested me was a ribs combo meal (might've even a kid's meal!). But, I also "knew" of a buffet deal Chili's was offering. My brother was too full to indulge in that, so I took off on my own. I went down a hallway then through the back door of the place. Merely passing through triggered lucidity.

I stopped breathing, and kept walking. My plan was to either 'power up', or teleport elsewhere. Instead, I'd somehow felt myself not breathing IWL, causing destabilization. Some thorough hand rubbing kept me mostly in state. Brief warp to a foggy environment. As I paced through, I willed my breath to become ice. This took the form of ice needles, snow trailing behind each spikes.

Things eventually clarified. For a moment, I was in a large warehouse of a kind. After yet another warp, I found myself outside in a very long plaza, bright neon lights illuminating the cloudless night sky. Such a colorful view made me guess this was supposed to be a Vegas knock-off. Anyway, I still kept my sights set on a buffet. I passed a few restaurants, a movie theater, and many, many tax/law offices, for whatever reason. After three minutes, I couldn't find what I was searching for. The dream collapsed shortly after that.

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Washing dishes. I accidentally overheat a large ceramic bowl, causing it to break. By holding my breath, and with great concentration, I rewound time to keep it from getting shattered.

WILD loops in bed. I roll off into the void each time. There was one instance where I flew around indoors momentarily. In most cases, I tried summoning E, with inconclusive results. Woke up. DEILD transition a minute later.

Dream 2 - Bandido Blaster

DEILD transition in bed. I again roll into the void, only this time, I rubbed my hands until a scene formed. I then found myself in an old west desert at twilight, green cacti dotting the landscape, everything of which was 'drawn' in 16-bit graphics. Suitably, the Desert Theme from Bomberman Tournament sounded in the background. Wind was kicking up sand and dust, yet there was no sound of such, though my imitating those things fixed that quickly.

Just then, a cartoon bandido jumped out at me, guns blazing. I took cover behind several boulders and cacti, leaping between each when needed. I again held my breath, this time, intending to become a Spellforged Guardian. In an instant, my form changes from flesh to flowing, prismatic light. Gave me quite a boost. Yet, when I tried retaliating, I found that I couldn't quite get a grasp on this energy. I kept hidden in the meantime. It took a good half-minute of just staring at my hands before I could figure this out. I then vaporized the enemy in a single shot.

Several unknown occurrences before the dream ended.

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False awakening in bed. I started partially aware, but quickly lost that. A distant relative showed up to berate me. Cue a vicious brawl.


Watching gameplay of a 2D Dragon Ball Z fighting game (Hyper Dragon Ball Z?), an adult Gohan mirror match. At times, I feel myself performing their moves.

Oh man, have I been out of it these last few days...

Log 1197 - Mail Truck Ricknosis Futuristic City and Childish Bro Brawl Scraps

Created Wednesday 08 August 2018

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At home. I find that I traded my SUV for a mail truck.

Rick and Morty dream. Summer and the title characters were captured by aliens, then induced to hypnosis via drugs. Thanks to previous experience with such, Rick is occasionally able to snap out of this state. I take Rick's role briefly, to find that I actually wake up.

Driving around a highway with some friends and family at dusk. We stop at a wilderness clearing. There's a tall building of eccentric design in the distance. Further in the horizon was an entire futuristic megalopolis. All of us are entranced at the sight. I start to wonder what an ancient city would look like from that angle, and how ancient peoples would've react both to that and of the far more advanced marvels.

In an unknown bedroom. My bro and I are playing fighting games (Marvel vs Capcom games?) on separate screens. Later, my younger cousin (who appeared as a kid in this dream) arrived. He had a gift for us, but required our finding some tools to help set it up or something. This later prompts some disagreement between my brother and I over some trivial matter, which then boils over into a childish brawl.

Log 1198 - G - Baseball Stadium Argument and Another Mortal Kombat Reboot Scraps
Created Thursday 09 August 2018

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I was G from Street Fighter. I even got to show off with his magma-controlling abilities.

At a baseball stadium with family. Later, one of my uncles showed up. We got into an argument.

Mortal Kombat related dream. Yet another reboot. This time, Liu Kang refused to go to Outworld. It was thus left to Kung Lao to overcome the otherworldly tournament. Moreover, Kitana never defects to the heroes' side.

Nothing for Friday...

Log 1200 - Still Unfocused
Created Saturday 11 August 2018

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Playing Liberal Crime Squad. I'm going on a mass music brainwashing spree.

Living in a city slums during the mid 90's. I had audio recording hardware more advanced than the time period, which I planned to use to make easy money.

Created Tuesday 07 August 2018

Got the WILD loop to note, along with a few scraps. Can't say I'm comfortable about posting up the last segment, but whatever.

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Playing the classic Tales of Phantasia.

In a bedroom within an unknown apartment suite. There's this teenaged girl there who was overtly timid for her age. Even just the sight of my beard frightened her, causing her to hide under a sheet. Me and someone else later discover she suffered from amnesia.

Dream 1 - Uninhibited

Scene 1 - Guess I Need an Actual Reason to Call Next Time...
WILD transition in bed. Brief hand rubbing. Once again, my covers left me almost entirely blind, and I was, for whatever reason, incapable of removing them. I called my guide, E, via Codec to help out. But, instead of ridding the covers, she instead fastened it further over me. What's more, she kept me held in an uncomfortable embrace. Her grip was too strong to slip away from, let alone to even drag her with me elsewhere. I demanded this stop, though my guide found far too much amusement at my own expense to even consider that. Transition.

Scene 2 - Banana Oatmeal
Lucidity lost. The visuals were blurred. I was in the living room at home, daylight peeking in. Dad was in the kitchen making breakfast. On a closer look, I find he was preparing banana oatmeal (not something I've ever seen him cook). He offered me some, but I declined; the fruits weren't ripe enough for my taste. Later, I spontaneously rubbed my hands. This brought awareness again, if briefly. Transition.

Scene 3 - Unexpected Hands
Practically blind again. I falsely awaken in bed. By thought, I rubbed my hands. Feeling myself doing such let me regain awareness. Once again, I called E. Soon, I felt four hands... uh, groping me. Although this wasn't the first time she had that many arms (let alone was that forward), I still got a bit startled. Anyway, she soon begins playing tricks on me, pinching and pulling me at a moment's notice. I then rolled off the bed into the void, though I lacked the strength to take her with me. Warp.

Scene 4 - Nommed!
The visuals were blurred. I was suspended in midair over a tropical landscape, waterfall below, and a dawn sky above. I glance back, to find that my guide, now gigantic (at least 30ft. tall), was actually holding me close to herself. She drew me closer to eye level, only to begin gnawing on my left arm and shoulder. Again, not anything new, yet I still became highly unnerved. I pleaded with her to at least not make this too painful. Her chewing felt like it'd broken me, but there wasn't any pain. Transition.

Scene 5 - I'm Not Deadpool! I'm My Original Character, Bledpool!
The visuals were slightly blurred. Lucidity lost. Spectator mode. This was supposedly an episode of 'Futurama'. It starts with a customer service rep, a fat, obnoxious wise ass of a man, on his phone in his cubicle. The person on the other line lost their patience, and hung up. Just then, a talking moose barged into the office, and confronted the guy. The beast shows visions of a most unfortunate future, all brought about by the man's snark. And so, the man promises to behave, and runs off.

But then, while going down a stairway, the worker was assaulted by a man in a white superhero costume, a figure that appeared as a Deadpool ripoff. Indeed, this character even shared the real thing's penchant for comedic lunacy. In a flash, the fat man is left gravely wounded. While bleeding out, he notices a fellow co-worker, a blonde woman with whom he's infactuated. The man tells her not to look, to run for safety. But, the woman just gives him a hateful glare. She then reveals having hired that 'hero' to kill the belarded man. Turned out the guy was a stalker, and had (despite his best efforts to hide it) previously ruined her chances with a potential soulmate.

Cut to an urban neighborhood. Things appeared in live-action. I'm now given the role of the above antihero (or someone like him). My brother, Ivo, who was wearing glasses, was also with me. Soon, a guy on a bike passes by, and hurls insults at us. In turn, I call a downdraft to knock that douche into the ground. For good, cathartic measure, I blasted him again. Ivo called me out for using excessive, and possibly lethal, force. We argue about this throughout the town, then inside a mall. As we went up an elevator, "I" (only acting 'in character') outright told him of "my" lack of any empathy.

Cut to a highschool courtyard/dining area. "I" (again, 'in character') had a teacher, a woman with greying brown hair, at gun point, and demanded a ransom. Surprisingly, the other students welcomed the chance to see that woman dead. Even "I" thought that was cold. Many of those kids even went out of their way to kidnap the principal, a man that looked and sounded like a live-action Principal Skinner, and brought him before me. "I" repeated my demands, but the principal remained steadfast. He admonished the students and "I" for acting on such madness.

Don't recall how this ends.

Created Monday 06 August 2018

Got some things today. A pity I couldn't get much done with that DILD.

Dream 1 - Flagrant Traffic Violation and Recent Renovations

The visuals were a bit blurred. I was at the lot near my home during late afternoon. There was a van right near the backyard's fence door, and and an old dark colored pick-up closer to the road. My friend, Stefan, was driving said pickup, and my bwas there as well. I too go for a ride. The vehicle had a supposed back row for additional passengers, a space that way too cramped.

We pulled out the lot, to find a police officer questioning a stranger in my home's driveway. I got concerned we ourselves would get in trouble for having our vehicles scattered about. It didn't help that Steve was driving erratically. In fact, he got off the vehicle while it was moving, simply to test a supposed remote control feature. My brother and I both jumped out as well for our own safety. Meanwhile, the pickup almost swerved right into the cop. As flagrant as this seemed, the officer hardly batted an eye. The others and I jumped back in, and drove off.

Cut to night time. We were driving around town. But soon, the surroundings appeared completely unfamiliar to me. All the buildings looked far too big, not to mention all those electronic billboards and neon signs blinking on these structures. I questioned the others of such, neither of whom gave a remotely adequate answer (think one of them said these were merely some 'recent renovations'). Cue lucidity. I rubbed my hands on instinct. Unfortunately, the dream collapsed seconds later.

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Random warps to surfaces overlaid with maps of the Earth. Many of these depicted supposed alternate realities. Indeed, many of the continents looked off. There was some involvement with Rick from Rick and Morty.

In a hotel. I go downstairs to a mall's food court. There was this western-themed place, the attendant there an older black guy dressed for the part. The man even performed a catchy tuned. Hell of an effort, especially considering each meal being both reasonably priced and of decent quality.

At a classroom, possibly in preschool. Something about a bully? And maybe a girl standing up for me?

At home during night time. An uncle of mine comes to visit, along with two of his (supposedly) young sons. Despite being no older than 5 and 10, respectively, both kids had beards, and behaved more like teens trying too hard to be tough.

Created Sunday 05 August 2018

Got scraps and a brief DILD. There were plenty of other scenes, though they were inexplicable enough that thinking of them made me forget almost instantly.

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At a waterpark. I wait at the entrance for my brother, Hassad, intending to speak to him about something. Later, I trek through a dark swamp, where eerie stuff happens. Cut. I'm walking around town, just a block away from home. My friend, Reggie stops his car nearby.

Walking around my neighborhood. I overhear remixed Mega Man music sounding nearby (Wood Man's theme, I think?). Noticed an eccentric looking woman in a nearby house. I fly up for a better look. Got aware. Things destabilize. I rub my hands, and fly to my house. I landed at my driveway, when the dream collapsed.

At a gas station's lot and pump area. Suddenly, the Batmobile showed up. Soon after, Joker and his gang swerve in the place inside large, heavily graffiti'd vehicles. Molotovs are thrown about, setting a pump aflame.Skip ahead. Batman is chasing the Joker in a forest road on foot. My viewpoint switches between each character.

Created Thursday 02 August 2018

Got a WILD and a fragment today.

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Some court proceedings. Think it was a mock trial to test out various proposed laws? Several characters from Law and Order were there.

Dream 1 - Ice Bug Home School

WILD transition. The visuals were a bit blurred. False awakening in the living room of an unknown home. While keeping still on the couch, I rub my hands thoroughly. I then ran about, paying little attention to anyone else that I've passed by (likely relatives).

Next, I climbed up a long flight of stairs, and stopped at a landing. The contests' tasks came to mind. With a swipe of my hand, I ordered a human-sized ice spike to erupt from the ground. Wasn't fond of its artificial appearance. So, I did likewise in the next few landings, until I got a spike that looked respectable enough.

I then yelled 'Yol Toor Shul!', the Dragon Shout for a fire breath (but only because I forgot the chant for ice breath at the time!). Nonetheless, this manifested as a stream of light snow.

I rushed to the top. This lead to a long hallway, one more suitable to a more public building than a house. I called out 'Tomb of Levistus!' (a magical power from D&D), intending to trap myself in a giant ice crystal. Instead, I'd unwittingly shrunk myself down to a few inches. Just then, the Hanna-Barbera character Snagglepuss walked in out of nowhere, almost unknowingly stepping on me, had I not avoided him.

Things destabilized a bit. More hand-rubbing. Still in my tiny form, I continued all the way through the entirety of the hallway. Beyond that was a kindergarten classroom. At the helm was an olive skinned African-descended woman with black, kinky hair, donned in an adorned plaid dress and black slippers. I approached her, inadvertently going at near-blinding speed. The woman soon spotted me, appearing visibly flustered, almost as if I were some friend who'd wandered in at an awkward moment. She hastily scooped me up, then kept me held in her hands behind her back. After distracting the kids with busywork, she isolated the two of us under a doorway opposite of where I first entered. "We'll play later.", she whispered hurriedly. Hmm... ok?

Things get unclear. Lucidity lost. Various warps to other places. This goes on until the dream ended.

Created Tuesday 31 July 2018

Close, but no cigar. Just scraps today.

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Driving around town, going just out of my neighborhood.

Watching/playing a Metal Gear Solid game. I got dragged into the scene. I was sneaking through an unlit apartment building, peeking in and out of various suites. My brother, Hernando later showed up. Some unknown hazard kept us from investigating more of the interior. I glanced out the window, viewing a lot filled with powdery snow, clear blue sky above. Reckoned I could drag myself on the outer window sills, but reasoned that would've been too dangerous. On a double take, said sills changed into a network of wooden beams and narrow wooden platforms. My bro and I climb out, balancing ourselves on such a precarious construction. In time, we managed to tiptoe all the way from one end of the building to the other towards another window. Just then, we were accosted by a swarm of ants, all while a horde of wingless wasps surrounded the entrance. Both of us slipped, and fell to the lot below. Luckily, a mound of snow softened our landing. As for the ants, I reactively dealt with them by enveloping Hernando and I in a cloak of flames. I thought of either doing likewise with the vermin above, or poisoning them with a toxic cloud. The dream then collapsed.

Created Monday 30 July 2018

Got a DILD and brief WILD to note, along with a bunch of fragments.

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At a picnic with family?

In a laundromat, I think? There was an pld Mortal Kombat arcade cabinet.

At a courtyard in a city/urban area. I spot some jerk from way back in middle school, who was hurling around insults at people like a madman. I ignore this at first. I then stopped, shrugged, and made his head asplode for the heck of it.

Dream 1 - School Pantry Warehouse Raid

The visuals were slightly blurred. I was walking through the hallways of a middle school, a place very similar to the one I attended way back when, only significantly larger.

Unknown occurrences. Something about getting lost on my way to class, and some reference to Sonic the Hedgehog.

Cut to a crowded antechamber. I was on my way to my next class. On impulse, I decided to take a detour to the lunchroom. The idea was for me to sneak into the prep area, snag a lunch, eat quickly, then hurry back to where I was supposed to be. Biggest hurdle was the students clustered around the area. And so, I used Ashura Warped, allowing me to both phase and glide through such obstructions.

In half a minute, I arrived at the cafeteria, a much wider space than anticipated. The place was also undergoing renovations, which explained why several faculty members were overseeing the place at that moment. Thus, between subsequent warps, I became invisible via trembling in place. Such transparency only lasted for so long, requiring frequent reuse. I also rubbed my hands, sensing my actions were destabilizing the environment. Reflecting on such finally got me lucid. Couldn't think of anything better to do. Besides, gliding and cloaking myself as I did was amusing enough. So, I continued with the above plan.

Next, I phased straight across the lunchroom and through the door into the kitchen. Things did indeed start hazing up. Nothing more hand-rubbing couldn't fix. The surroundings warped in view, first into the likeness of a grocery store, then settling into a food + kitchen supply warehouse. There didn't seem to be any ready-to-eat food in sight. I sifted through a wide area, most of which contained transparent bags filled with recycled disposable plates and eating utensils. Later on, Nappa and (Saiyan Saga) Vegeta from Dragon Ball Z randomly popped out of nowhere. Both of them were likewise browsing through the place. But, Nappa quickly lost his patience. To vent, he toppled piles of boxes and bags. He would've done likewise with the shelves, if I hadn't said something about that.

Minutes go by. In the end, I could only find several bags of cereal. Better than nothing. I was about to try some, only for the dream to collapse.

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WILD transition in an unknown bedroom. Covers were obstructing most of my view, but I couldn't take them off. I closed my eyes, and flew around blindly. Then, I started visualizing my guide, E, being ahead of me, but only got a faint image. The dream then collapsed.

In an unknown home. Unnatural things occur.

Spoiler for Media References:

Ashura Warp

Created Saturday 28 July 2018

Salt and insomnia don't mix. Anyway, I got a DILD to note, along with some scraps.

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At home. Eustice's (a friend of mine's) mom is vising. She seemed her usual goofy self at first. Later, she mentioned that Eustice died. She didn't seem to get too worked up about it. I mention the whole thing to my brother, Fletcher.

Wandering around town. I visit a mall, which I was "sure" had an awesome, fancy buffet.

Dream 1 - School Trance-Ision

Dream transition while meditating, though I initially thought this was just a dreamlet. I was seated in the bleachers of a high school gym, supposedly as a student in a summer school program. The last last day of such, actually.

I continued concentrating, counting down my breaths. Later, one of the teachers, some botox-suffused woman with long, black hair, complained about something a group of students did. Not sure what it was, but it seemed to have spoiled an event she had planned for the day. She had no idea who did as much, though the woman gave flagrant and often misattributed insinuations of those responsible. One of the students, her assistant, whom appeared as a younger, slightly less artificial version of the woman, joined her in this tirade.

End of the day. As I left the gym, I finally took notice the dream. I levitated through the doorway while seated cross-legged, taking my time with my meditation. Shortly afterwards, that above-mentioned girl rudely bumped passed me. She started harassing several of the other students, blaming them for "ruining her day". Quite annoying, then quickly became aggravating when she went after me. In response, I telekinetically swiped her to the wall. The girl got up, then ran and pleaded for her life. Such a grating voice. I commanded her to go to sleep. Colorful, ghostly ribbons fired from my hand and towards the nuisance. Upon contact, the girl was knocked unconscious.

Soon, I was approached by another teacher, a tall, tanned skinned old guy. At first, it seemed as if he disapproved of my actions. He then casually tossed various forms my way, all of which I caught in my underarms. At a glance, these were merely "participitation" certificates. Well, I suppose it was a decent gesture.

I instantly awakened afterwards, still in meditation.

Created Friday 27 July 2018

Got a DILD to note, along with several other dreams. There was more to the non-lucid ones, though I neglected to write notes of such so as not to disrupt my sleep. I also assumed I had multiple LDs while experience the one below, but I realized that wasn't the case upon waking up.

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Watching Teen Titans Go. Starfire and Raven get an ominous message from a mirror, a warning about a future enemy. Cut. I get dragged into an episode of Steven Universe. There was an ongoing Homeworld invasion. Thought this was merely a capture raid, until the ships started zapping people into dust. Reluctantly, I cooperated with the lead characters, heeding their orders of keeping myself hidden. I rushed to a nearby home, where I concealed myself in the garage. Rewind. I chose to hide under a table outside. When the coast seemed clear, I ran off, only to get blasted.

Dream 1 - Simple, Affectionate Advice

The visuals were very dim. I falsely awaken in bed in the middle of the night. Reactively, I start rubbing my hands together, and also felt out the nearest furniture and walls. Took a while to figure this was indeed a dream.

I then levitated, to then get orbited around an unknown point. I almost bumped into various hanging lamps, misplaced objects from the kitchen. After a minute of trying to keep steady, I think to summon a Marloss Berry. Almost instantly, I'd acquired a like, apple-sized berry, though the darkness made it appear grey rather than pink. Anyway, I immediately took a bite, only to find it'd vanished before I could even taste it.

Warp back in bed. Without thought, I brought forth handful of mixed rice, just to see if I could. This actually proved to be a substantial, flavorful snack. Again, I floated around. And again, I tried summoning a Marloss Berry, but failed doing that. I then attempted to call my guide, E, imagining her laying on my extended arms. This too had no effect.

Reloop. I'm in bed yet again, stubbornly persisting my summons. Eventually, I felt someone very close by. Upon adjusting my vision, I did indeed find this to be E, her form appearing as a glowing grey phantom. Before I let emotion get the best of me, I asked her how I could get better at LDing. "That's easy. Through practice and diligence.", she replied with a wide grin. Even at the moment, such advice seemed quite obvious. At the same time, this reminded me there was still room for improvement, perhaps a lot more. All in all, it was very reassuring.

I caved in. Another... happy moment ensued. This went for a few minutes before the dream collapsed.

Dream 2 - Several Kinds of Invasions

Scene 1 - Another Dusk Drive
The visuals were a bit dim. I was taking a ride through the highway at dusk, going through a bay. Not too clear on details. Transition.

Scene 2 - The Wolf Pack Burglars
The visuals were very dim. I falsely awaken in my room. My brother, Oscar, was passing by. Soon, I overheard intruders creeping throughout the place. I glance out the door to find several wolves pacing about. These were semi-trained beasts, owned by a middle aged guy with black hair and moustache, and a similarly aged woman with auburn hair. Both of the human thieves were dressed in heavy, many-pocketed clothes.

Silently, I alerted my bro of the threat. I slowly locked the door, only to flounder in place. Alarmed by the noise, the male burglar approaches for a closer look. Once he got near, I jumped at him, doing my best to keep him at a headlock. But them, those savage canines defended their master, tearing at my legs.

Cue a timely transition.

Scene 3 - Kid Popped Up Outta Nowhere
Similar visuals. I was wandering around my unlit home during the middle of the night. I spotted my nephew, Gunther, running about. Later, I bumped into his cousin, Stephan, who seemingly appeared out of nowhere. I remarked on his startling me, which seemed to upset him a bit. Unknown transition.

Scene 4 - Sylvester Stallone Is - Alien Hunter
The visuals were a bit blurred. I was watching a Stallone action movie. The lead character was leading some kids through a dense jungle. In a clearing, the group finds a broken spaceship, worn from years of abandonment. Stallone's character recounts a tale of an alien invasion, of which he had a large part in stopping.

Don't recall how this ended.

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Watching my brother, Gerrard, play Sonic Mania along with my sister, Harriette. Several checkpoints transported Sonic into an evil version of the stage, each of which sounded the theme for Mystic Cave Zone as its background music. Several later stages had music from Mega Man games, including Elec Man's stage from the very first game and Misty Rain from Mega Man ZX.

Created Thursday 26 July 2018

Meh, more fragments. Must be having a dry spell...

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Riding around a city at twilight. A woman, a supposed friend of mine, was with me. Apparently, each site we visited were randomly generated. One such stop was a shopping plaza. We were investigating some overarching threat.

At the floor of an unlit kitchen in an unknown apartment suite. Some of the mercs of TF2 appeared out of nowhere, neither appearing all too pleased. They mentioned some infraction on my part, and thus they banished me to another realm. I fell into the world of a 16-bit platformer game, my perspective going in and out of first person and from viewing this environment on a screen. I'd the form of a caveman. In the background was a waterfall grotto in the middle of a jungle. A cave entrance was hidden around there, of which I was sure connected to a rogue-like dungeon.

Created Monday 23 July 2018

Well, at least I got some fragments to note.

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Playing a multiplayer Tales of game (Phantasia or Eternia?).

At home. I tied my hair, only for the knot to fall off completely.

At a hotel with family. Later, we visit some distant relatives in a fancy condo complex. I fly around while seated crosslegged to show off, but no one seemed to care. I'd acknowledged these were "dream powers", but wasn't lucid.

Watching My brother playing Sonic Mania. Flying Battery Zone was now the penultimate stage. He missed the last few Special Stages in the game.

Created Saturday 21 July 2018

Got several things to note, including a DILD and a WILD. Pity I've forgotten much of the former, and that I was neither creative nor patient enough to deal with the hurdles I faced during the latter...

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At a supermarket.

In an unknown house. My brother was there, apparently sheltering people. I got lucid, and flew around in the place.

Non-lucid repeat of forgotten portions of the dream above. Something about a people being held captive in an apartment or office building?

Dream 1 - Uncreative and Impatient WILD

WILD transition in bed. Felt a bit more rigid than usual, and my covers were clung fast onto my face. I roll off the bed, falling slowly in the void.

Multiple awakenings and reentries. Repeats of the above numerous times. I later actively flew around blindly in the darkness. I wanted to force a transition, imagining various different scenes and sounds, but that didn't take.

Lingering doubt distracted me, prompting me to feel around more thoroughly just to be sure I was dreaming. In further descents, I spun around albeit slowly. I then thought of changing the shape of my hands. And indeed, as I rubbed them, I could feel them morphing, if only into useless prongs or stumps. This gets me to give more tries at manually pulling the covers from my eyes, but again, nothing.

Plenty other repeats until I woke up for good.

Created Friday 20 July 2018

Got a DILD to note, along with a fragment or two.

Dream 1 - Moon Troll City

The visuals were mostly clear. I was in the house's backyard, having a BBQ with family during late afternoon. Up above, I noticed a slightly golden full moon. Inquiry of the lunar phases gets me to question my state. Didn't take long to figure the dream out.

I launch myself heedlessly to the moon, landing within seconds. The environment distorts momentarily, the satellite fluctuating in size. Everything then warps into black and white flowing patterns. Several amorphous objects ebb past me, purposefully avoiding me, almost as if they were alive. This all highly disturbed me, but I kept patient enough to wait and rub my hands.

Now, I stood as a tiny figure in the streets of an enormous contemporary city, clear blue sky above. Innumerable giants were all walking in a near file down the sidewalks. Each of them were dressed in corporate casual wear, and were quite rotund and stumpy for their size. I float around, to then bump into the shoulder of a balding man with light skin, hair, and glasses. He looks down down at me eagerly, licking his lips in hunger. A land of cannibal giants. Figures.

I leaped away, only to stumble onto another one, a pale, homely bug-eyed woman with light hair and glasses, whom reacted eerily similar to the giant above. Before I could escape, the woman took hold of me in her pudgy hand, then slowly dragged me into her gaping mouth.

"Wait!", I shouted. Surprisingly enough, she stopped, and waited to hear me out. . "So... why do you even want to eat me?"

"Because you're yummy!", she squealed.

She promptly resumed trying to make a meal of me. With some effort, I managed to pull myself out of her grasp.

Again, I jumped away, evading several more ogres, including this bizarrely hairy woman. But, once more, I got captured, this time by a tanned skinned, black haired Hispanic lady, who, at the very least, didn't look repulsive. Even so, she shared the others' terrible appetite. I likewise stopped this one for a moment to ask just what made them want to eat people. The giantess pulled out a door-hanger ad/menu for a restaurant.

"Look!" She pointed at several items on the menu. Conspicuously included the list were items ending in 'Man', 'Toasted Man' and 'Skewer-Grilled Man' among them. "Humans are a delicacy in this country!" There really was no arguing with these brutes...

I didn't even bother escaping. Not that it mattered much, for the dream collapsed soon after.

Scrap Group 1
In an unknown apartment. I shrink to acton-figure size amd scout the area. Later, while still small, I attack this old guy, who I identified as being evil at first sight. Cut. Watching a Hispanic modern fantasy show. Several teenaged kids, who's grandma was a witch, unwittingly shrunk themselves with some magic item. The grandma appeared, and almost squashed them by accident. Various "clipping" issues bothered me about this scene, at times quite flagrant. I almost got aware enough to try and change this, but got lazy.