Dream Logs DWN-12

Created Friday 23 March 2018

Was kinda KO'd this time. I did try a few meditation attempts, but drifted each time off.

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Driving around the city. My brother, Deo, was there. We go through a tunnel to merge in the highway, only to find a pile up of rubble and vehicles blocking the way. We could somehow clear a decent portion of it, lifting whole vehicle frames without effort. We could even do the same with our own vehicle, which felt like foam. But then, an entire demoloshed car tumbles down, and smacks Deo on his head. He was still standing, but bleeding badly, and requested an ambulance.

Driving around in a highway in a large van or minibus. Deo and several unknown people were there. Some lady in a coupe almost bumps into me. I likewise almost bumped into several people ahead of me.

Created Thursday 22 March 2018

Dream 1 - Eddie's Got My Back

Scene 1 - Family Party What Stuff Just Happens
The visuals were slightly blurred. I was at the lot near my home during twilight. There was a birthday party going, of which close and distant relatives were guests. Later on, I go into a neighbor's house, where I float around for a bit. Inside, I find my cousin Elliot playing video games in the basement (as if there's basements here...). There's some talk of various media. Unknown transition.

Scene 2 - Forbidden Beast at School
The visuals were dim. I was seated in a poorly lit classroom. Must've gone in too early, as there wasn't many people around. As I waited, I summoned the Forbidden Beast Eddie, where I had him transform into a drill, then a buzzsaw. An Indian guy got curious, too curious, as he repeatedly put himself in harm's way, despite my warnings. Unknown transition.

Scene 3 - Kong Arcade
The visuals were brighter. I was at an arcade. There were various Donkey Kong games there. For some reason, I thought this was a trigger for an RC, though I still ignored as much. Anyway, one of these was a multiplayer arena game, where a team of Kongs were to climb a giant coconut tree as high as possible before Mario chopped the tree down. Unknown transition.

Scene 4 - Forbidden Doctor Intrigue
The visuals were clear. I was at a hospital, waiting in a lobby, no doubt visiting an infirm relative. While going through a hallway, I spot mom. I blurted of being hungry, prompting mom to go out of her way to go through some "food scheduling service" in the hospital. She was highly misinformed. Turned out, I got registered to a room. Before I could say anything, a stretcher had already been prepared for me. I tried clearing this up with a doctor, a balding guy with glasses. The man got furious, and refused to take no for an answer.

We took our conversation to a darkened recovery room. Inside, several other doctors were waiting, one an Indian man, and the other a middle aged woman with auburn hair, both of which were reclining on beds. We argued for minutes without arriving at a consensus.

At the end of it, the doctors exposed a bit of intrigue. Apparently, the three were mass-booking patients at their hospital for government funding, all so that they could afford some fancy vacation. They then mentioned having access to, and being the recipients of, the latest in bionics and gene therapy, saying as such with uncanny coordination. Figured there was no way they'd let me go now. Suddenly, the three twisted into nightmarish, hulking forms. As they morphed, I silently called Eddie via finger gestures. Light steadily escaped the room. At my command, the Forbidden Beast sprung out as a row of long spikes, instantly tearing the monstrous doctors to shreds.

I then immediately woke up. There were lingering thoughts of my being lucid at some point...

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WBTB to write down notes and meditate. It took a while to get back to sleep.

Something of falsely waking up in an unknown home. Pretty sure this transitioned to below.

Dream 1 - World-Wind

The visuals started blurred, but became progressively clearer. I was flying out to the ocean during a clear dawn. Lucid from the start.

I rocket past many different landscapes, neither of which seemed inhabited. Later, I try blasting off to the cosmos. As I left the stratosphere, space suddenly bended around me, and I found myself near the surface of the world (if not a different planet). This was an interesting experience, so I did so purposefully a few more times.

After that, I stopped by a beachside hotel at a narrow peninsula, the only non-natural site in view. I try throwing the building. But, it felt insubstantial in my hands, and once in the air, it faded out of view. Things felt unstable. Took a moment to concentrate. I then tried smashing a crater in the sand, but that didn't happen. Next, I telekinetically lifted a large clay tile (at least several hundred pounds) from an empty lot, and launched it to the horizon.

Then, I jumped into the shore, where I attempted to bring a tornado from each hand. Nothing seemed to occur, so I walked away. But soon, from the water's reflection, I saw dark clouds gathering above me. Sure enough, as I glanced back, a twister had suddenly formed. The winds pulled me in, and I got spun to the top of the funnel. Water droplets and dust sprayed on me at mach speed, stinging greatly. Despite any of that, I was completely unharmed. I rode the storm for half a minute, then let it go on its way.

Things destabilized, and I woke up.

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False awakening to my sister and mom making some very nasty commentary. I was almost certain this wasn't real, but lingering doubts caused me to wake up, just in case.

Yeesh, I could barely sleep this time around. At least there's a short LD to note.

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At home. I go downstairs, and become aware. Unfortunately, this hardly lasts for more than a few seconds. I then falsely awaken to several states of REM Atonia. One was a cocaphony of emergency sirens, which slowly reverberated into a techno beat.

Bleh.

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At a supermarket. There's trouble finding an empty cart to haul around. There was a feeling of tension, as if I was there to stock up as a precaution to an incoming disaster.

Working at a gas station. Some confusion occurred when someone payed inside to use the pumps.

Another WBTB that was too little, too late.

Created Monday 19 March 2018

Slept too late to get much done, not that I was concentrating as much as I should've...

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Living in a haunted locale, a large apartment suite or a one story house. Various mythical spirits were there, including the freybug, which was said to be spawned by the ghost of a dead criminal.

At home. I scoop up whateer remained of the peanut butter. My younger brother wasn't too happy about that.

Sonic related dream. The lead character chases an enormous train, of which housed the entire Carnival Night Zone.

WBTB attempt, but it was a bit late to get result. It took a while before I gave up and called it a day.

Created Sunday 18 March 2018

I was KO'd for practically the whole night. The only full dream I got occurred after dawn, and only because a bout of sleeplessness at the time made it somewhat easy to get an unintended WILD.

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Playing the Demon roguelike. The Chindi group in Tower 1 1/2 are giving me a hard time, as usual.

WBTB at 5AM. Took an hour before I could get back to sleep.

Dream 1 - Spring Lucid Dream Competition - Day 2

Scene 1 - Whoops, Almost Lost It For a Second There
WILD transition. The visuals were a bit blurred. I was riding around in an urban environment during daytime. Various family members were there. I waited out a transition, only to lose lucidity. We looked around for a place to eat. There was a Hatian seafood restaurant that looked interesting, as did a Chinese place. I regained lucidity when I noticed how narrow the sidewalks were. Things soon collapsed. DEILD transition.


Scene 2 - Where Are Those Competitors?
The visuals were erratic, fluctuating between clear and blurred. I was in the lobby of a large structure, mostly empty of decorations and furniture. Lucid. I flew around the room, then rocketed down a very long hallway in less than a second. Along the way, I passed a large screen TV, though it didn't seem there was anything interesting on.

Got bored. I decided to look for competitors. I spun around, intending to warp right to such a figure. Instead, things collapsed into a grey void. Spin to stabilize/bring a new environment, then for the original purpose. Amusingly, unless I directed otherwise, my head remained in place as my body spun around. Kinda disturbing, too, whenever I dared to see my body actually doing such.

Another place phased in view, of which had a bunch of soldiers lounging around. A barracks, maybe? I kinda 'overspun', though, and couldn't stay anchored there for long.

Then, I was floating in a nebula, stars faintly visible past the interstellar cloud. Was I close to my original goal? I flew around for a minute, seeking any signs of life, but there didn't seem to be anyone around.

Unwitting warp back to that first building (or a place like it). There seemed to be people around, though they appeared to be in too much of a hurry to speak with. I tried phasing through an orange door, but couldn't, and in fact, got slammed backwards when it somehow opened all its own. I then attempted to phase through a white wall, with similar results.

Things destabilized, and I woke up for good.

Created Saturday 17 March 201

Well, sleep wasn't very comfortable this time around. Still, I managed a decent haul, somehow.

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Repeated dream. A portal formed, of which supposedly led to others' dreams. I refused to go in, not until I had some unknown object at hand.

Something about that Bunk'd show my nephew keeps watching. One of the campers has a nightmare where they and several bunkmates get shrunken in a field. They're very fearful of getting stepped on.

Vaguely remembered getting thrown into and floating around in a chaotic world. Where it lacked in gravity, it was filled with random objects. This leads to below.

Dream 1 - Spring Lucid Dream Competition - Day 1 - Part 1

Scene 1 - Who's That Glowing Guy?
False awakening in bed. Got lucid. I was too weak to get up, so I crawled around the place on my back, while repeatedly calling out for a transition. This FA repeated a few times, with some variations, one of which had something that somehow reminded me of BlazBlue. In the final instance, a being appeared, a glowing, faceless man. When asked, he acknowledged my previous request.

Scene 2 - Mercy As a Thief Deserves
The visuals were mostly clear. I was working in a convenience store, urban streets visible under daylight outside. Dad was there, supposedly joint owner of the place along with some unknown guy of his age. Lost lucidity.

Later on, a bunch of young guys made their way to the alcohol, neither of which appeared past their teens. How suspicious. As the majority of them approached the counter, I spotted one sneaking out the door with a 4-pack. This PO'd me fierce, and yet, I somehow got aware. Still, I wasn't gonna let that slide. So I followed the punk. Then, I kicked the thief up a dozen feet in the air, jumped up after him, and slammed him head-first into the pavement, collapsing his skull into bloody paste. When I returned to the store, I glanced back outside, where I saw another guy freeze in horror at the sight of his dead friend.

Back inside. I kinda lost myself to the plot. Behind the counter were various bakery items, particularly several kinds of cheese danishes (including strawberry). Afterwards, a long line formed. I asked twice where the second register was, and was told twice that there wasn't any. Soon got lucid again. I phased through the counter, then floated around the aisles.

Things collapsed. Brief awakening. DEILD transition.

Scene 3 - 'Is It a Boys or a Goils?'
The visuals were a bit blurred. I was entering home along with my brother, Leopold. Got lucid seconds later. We walk into the downstairs bedroom, when we spot an entire tiny world forming in the darkness, projected as if from AR. Interestingly, the environment and characters appeared drawn in the style of the original, SNES Tales of Phantasia.

My brother and I took control of the heroes, two of which had a passing resemblance to Cress and Mint. While exploring a cave, we encountered an angel, a ridiculously androgynous figure wearing nothing but white straps. He'd identified himself with male pronouns, yet me and the others repeatedly asked if that was the case, to the point of becoming a gag. Ignoring such, the angel challenged the group to a fight, where he'd summoned a horde of fiery humanoids to assist him. A well timed rush quickly took the boss down.

After the battle, the angel granted us a choice of reward: one of four collections of rough gemstones. Contrasting the game, these gems were life-sized, physical items. I settled on taking the group with rough diamonds, even if it was the smallest assortment. Before the angel left, I frivolously asked once more whether he was actually a 'he'. Again, no further response.

Don't recall how this ends. Quite sure there was more.

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WBTB. Stayed up to write notes. Took an hour to get to sleep.

Numerous forgotten scenes. I know many included music transitions , and some lucid portions, before cutting to below.

Dream 2 - Spring Lucid Dream Competition - Day 1 - Part 2

Scene 1 - Moonbeam Woman
The visuals were dim. I was at home, going out to the backyard during a cold, moonlit night. Got aware seconds later. I focused the light into a wide-angled energy beam, pummeling the ground with a low roar. Just then, a shining figure stepped out of the pale light, a woman, her form and clothes glowing as the moon itself. She glanced around the area. Confounded, I questioned her presence. The woman started at me momentarily, then vanished. Transition.

Scene 2 - Gravity Prank
The visuals were a bit blurred. I falsely awaken on a couch, asleep in the living room of an unknown apartment. Several more FA's before I got up. I soon found my nephew, Tommy and Leopold watching Steven Universe on a nearby CRT TV. On screen, the title character, Peridot, and several others were repairing a roof. Someone breaks into a song. This prompts a complaint from Tommy and Leopold on how much the characters sing in that show, and puzzlement as to why any of used to even watch it in the first place.

Got lucid, but I sensed the dream was nearly over. As a finale, I formed a glowing circle under Leopold, and yelled "Reverse Gravity!" My brother was immediately flung to the ceiling, then dropped down. That first 'thud' had me genuinely rofling.

Various unknown transitions. One of these had me watching a recently viewed episode of Law and Order. Another cut.

Scene 3 - Boarding House Morning Routine
The visuals were blurred. I falsely awaken in another unknown large house, what I believed was a boarding home and/or school. I drifted in an out of 'sleep' before I finally got up. I went down a long hallway and to the restroom, unconcerned on being dressed only in bedclothes. It was a mess in there, the floor stained with muddy water and littered with damp paper towels. I floated over the floor to the nearest sink, when I get aware. Still, I just followed the plot of continuing with morning routines. It took some getting used to reaching for things while keeping a steady flight.

Various more FA's occurred in the same place. Some I tried sleeping off, while in the lucid portions, I tried waking up to keep what I could of this dream in memory. This cycled until I awakened proper.

Got a long dream and a WILD/DEILD loop to note.

Dream 1 - I'm a Bug Guy

The visuals were mostly clear. I was walking around the corridors of a highschool as a student, hurrying, as I was almost late for my first class. On arriving, I found it was a small classroom run by a blonde haired, bespectacled woman in her late 30's. Think this was a math course, one of several I had in addition to precalculus and algebra.

Timeskip later. I spent a while in a science class, where I felt I'd poor grades. Another timeskip, where I was returning to the math class. But now, I was undoubtedly tardy by at least 15 minutes. I rushed near the classroom, then hid behind the door. After pondering it over, I "recalled" having shapeshifting powers, and thought to use this to sneak in and alter the log book. So, I tried shrinking down to the size of a mayfly, only to actually become a mayfly. Furthermore, my viewpoint fluctuated, switching from third person and from my current body's perspective within seconds. This distortion gave me semi-lucidity, just aware enough to know I could get away with just about anything.

Anyway, I flew inside, where I immediately bothered the teacher, buzzing near her ear and bumping onto her shoulder. She flailed around clumsily, only to get lucky and actually take hold of me. Given her weary smile, I could tell she's already dealt with such mischief from me before. The teacher tightens her grip just enough for me to feel pain, all while she finishes some paperwork. In response, I change into a gnat, then slip through her fingers, though I suspected she wanted as much.

I fly to my desk, where I go on and pester others. This time, I targeted two girls adjacent to my desk, both in conversation. One had dark brown hair, the other light brown, and both appeared well past high school age. I changed back into a mayfly, and proceeded as before. However, the two were less tolerant of my antics. As soon as one of them managed to catch me, she dashed me under her desk, flattening me to a pulp.

That wasn't very sporting. I rewound time, and asserted that I was invincible. Now, instead of getting squished, I was simply stunned momentarily. I then went right on bothering the two. The girls eventually relented, and made a game of seeing who could catch and keep hold of me the longest. Such fancy went on for minutes.

Another timeskip. Something about being in the cafeteria, talking to a familiar figure, and video game references. Cut again later to the hallways. I spotted my brother, Harvey, seated on the floor, whom I assumed was enrolled under extraordinary circumstances (as was I, no doubt). He was finishing a group project, which just seemed to be a simple pre-school coloring assignment scribbled entirely in orange crayon.

Soon, the math teacher appeared. I followed her to ask her a few things about the course. Then, when she wasn't looking, I shrunk myself down to an inch high. She wasn't at all fooled, though, as she quickly spotted me, scooped me up, then placed me on her shoulder. In any case, we continued along, chit-chatting amicably while she completed her various chores.

I woke up minutes later.


Dream 2 - Slippery WILD Loop

Scene 1 - Reanchored From Flight
WILD transition in bed. I float out the door while focusing on gravity. Things destabilized seconds later. Brief awakening into DEILD.

Scene 2 - Briefly In Another Wooden Home
Transition in bed. I began rubbing my hands and spinning in place, upon which I quickly wound up in the void. Took about a minute before a scene began forming. I then found myself in an unknown home, a place constructed entirely of wood, dim light providing visibility. I floated around the place momentarily, only for things to warp. Cue another brief awakening.

Scene 3 - Invisible Sensuality
Transition in bed yet again. After rubbing my hands, I imagined my guide, E, nearby. Just then, I was toppled and caressed by an invisible entity, certainly, a partial form of my guide. I kinda lost myself to emotion. A minute later, I briefly woke up yet again.

Scene 4 - A Glimpse of Angel Island
Yet another transition in bed, where I rubbed hands once more. Then, I imagined being in Sky Sanctuary Zone from Sonic 3 & Knuckles. The namesake theme song began playing. A video then formed, depicting the intro sequence from Sonic 3 in which Sonic and Tails are flying their plane to Angel Island. The screen then locked on the island's shores as the others disappeared. I try forcing myself within the environment, and could feel myself forming there. But, things soon destabilized, and I woke up for good.

Created Thursday 01 March 2018

I've two LDs and a few other things to note.

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Playing the Demon roguelike. I kept stumbling into an annoying pack of quick dark element enemies in the late game. One of said group had pre-fused demons with physical resistances. I take advantage of their link to keep from getting overwhelmed.

At a beach during a grey day. I got into a kickboxing fight with a bully (though I can't deny having part in escalating things into such). Previously, I talked a good game. But once the battle started, I soon realized I was way in over my head. Not only did my opponent outreach me, he also had a lot more stamina. The others around there agreed I'd no hope of winning. Brief interlude, then round 2. In desperation, I started with a jumping knee, and tagged the guy right in the chin, stunning him. The bully lost his nerve, and made a predictable charge. I responded with another jumping knee, flustering him further. Transition somehow to below.

Dream 1 - Video Game City Ruins

The visuals were mostly clear. I was passing through a seaside walkway during a violet sunset. In the distance was a vast metropolis. But, unlike the rest of the environment, it was depicted in colorful 16-bit graphics. This reminded me of Streets of Rage. I was enthralled at the glittering sight, and by nostalgia... until I noticed that half the city was in ruins, on fire, and billowing with green, toxic vapors. This jumpstarted lucidity. Hand rub. I elected to just look around, and noticed my brother, Darnell, nearby, to whom I spoke about the somewhat familiar view. When I glanced back, the city had vanished. Things destabilized, and the dream ended.

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In the bathroom. Something was wrong with my head.

Dream 2 - To Find a Bad Guy

Dreamlets transitioned to a dream. The visuals started blurred. I was in a non-descript room with a wide screen TV, glancing at that Bible novella mom keeps watching. Got lucid a minute in. On an impulse, I tried entering the screen to fight the bad guys, but couldn't. Still, I tried attacking regardless. This seemed to have effects on the other side, if delayed, and with some occasional freezing.

Warp to the void. I continued shadowboxing, and also spun in place, until a scene formed. I found myself riding around town during daytime. My family (or whom I presumed as such) were with me. Anyway, I had the driver seek out those aforementioned villains. Before long, we stumbled into a withering crop field, and then, an arid desert. A setting not unlike that show above.

Things hazed up into a brown void. Once the visuals clarified, I was surprised to find myself within the razor-teethed maw of a gigantic creature. The instant it opened its mouth, I rocketed out, and ended up in deep space. I glanced back to see that the beast was a granite-brown, worm-like alien. It chased me momentarily, though it had no chance of catching up.

As I got further, I noticed an even larger and far more dangerous being behind the worm: a colossal, cackling Kid Buu from Dragon Ball Z. I dived down, and suddenly landed on Earth in the middle of a city. Buu, however, was fast approaching. In haste, I powered up, and shot a huge ki-blast at the demon. Despite my skepticism, this somehow vaporized him in one shot. Still, I considered his regenerating. So, I whirled my hands, from which I formed a great tornado to vaccuum his remains. I then tried finding a container to keep him sealed. But, the dream warped, and I stirred awake.

Created Sunday 25 February 2018

Got a dream and a whole bunch of fragments this time.

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Playing a Sonic game. It was supposedly Sonic 3D Blast, and indeed, it did have the music and used primitive 3D. But, it played quite differently, the perspective somewhat more akin to the Sonic Adventure games.

Something about playing a roguelike, where I had trouble acquiring a fire spell.

At a funeral home. A college-aged guy claims this was his family's establishment, of which he was embarrassed to admit was poorly managed. In the ceremony hall were rows of wide chairs, all of which, save for having different embroidery, seemed familiar to some of those at home.

Dream 1 - Crazy Roguelike Supermarket Girl

The visuals were slightly blurred. I was entering a busy supermarket along with dad. Early on, we split up so as to cover more ground. At one point, I spotted my sister, Eva along with my niece, Jasmine, and joined up with them temporarily. Not too long afterwards, I also encountered my cousin Tess with her daughter Crystal. I pinched the baby for fun, but my cousin wasn't too fond of such "rough play".

Various forgotten things. Some time later, my view fluctuated between a topdown ASCII-tiled perspective, and an authentic vision of the environment. Then, while crossing through empty aisles, the intersections were surrounded by a swarm of hostile monsters and baddies. I dodged and weaved through the hoard, and managed to shake most of them off. For those that I couldn't, I easily dispersed with blazing energy.

But, when I thought I had a good lead, I was chased down by two fleet-footed enemies. One was represented by a brown "s", though I don't recall any other details. The other was known as a "hellbore beetle", a red shelled insect the size of a black bear, its namesake derived from a wicked, metal barbed horn portruding from its head. I knew these were tough enough to stall me into an unfavorable battle. So, I first tried paralyzing the 's'-guy repeatedly, but failed. Next, I summoned a sorcerer, who appeared as a light skinned, fair hared effeminate guy in a blue robe (a blue 's' in ASCII mode). He barely lasted for a few seconds before getting cut down, though he at least got some damage in. Finally, I used a charm spell on the beetle, and succeeded. Its attack almost killed the other baddie in one blow, and the resulting infighting annihilated the both of them.

I hurried out to the entrance, only to stumble into another hazard. Under a canopy ahead of me was an attractive, slight woman with fair skin, green eyes, and straight, auburn hair, dressed in a simple t-shirt and jeans ensemble. However, I "knew" she was insanely obsessed (emphasis on insane) with me, and was a heinously powerful individual regardless.

She quickly spotted me, and beckoned to be at my side. Seeing no other way out, I rushed towards the parking lot, though my pace wasn't all that fast. I had to fumble around with an interface, to which I was set at 'brisk walking', and cycled through a list until I reached 'sprint'. Anyway, the woman chased after me, and was closing in quick, pleading frantically all the way. I conjured the sorcerer again, who brought forth blinding light, stunning the frenzied girl. This bought me enough time to reach my supposed vehicle (an old, rusty red sedan in this case), and drive off to safety.

Don't recall anything else until the dream ended.

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Walking around the block, and later, around town during a bright, hot day. I was wearing a hoodie for some reason, which I wore as cloak and cowl. Other passerby's found this rightfully ridiculous.

Watching some commercial of a mobile game called "Giant Blitz" or something similar. This had bulky cavemen playing a rugby type game with a stone football deep underground. This closes with the winning team holding a gold idol while surrounded by their adoring fans. Meanwhile, the losing team is given copper chains, to which the leader hands to a sobbing woman.

At home. My brother, Esteban, is supposedly working on a computer, using components of my other brother's, Theodore's, broken one. He managed to get some things to work, though he noted they weren't to last.

At home. Another family lived there in our stead. I had the role of an overweight, balding African descended guy in a suit. He was rather controlling and critical of his son, especially when it came to the latter's supposed lack of pride in his heritage.

Log 1030 - Goddamn Zubats and Other Assorted Stories

I've a WILD/DEILD loop to note, if dim and blurry ones.

Dream 1 - More WILD Trembling

Scene 1 - Nothing But Spin
WILD transition in bed. Minutes were spent going on and off of sleep when I tried to move, before I fell to the void properly. Several minutes in, and nothing seemed to change. So, I spun on my back (the easiest way to spin at the time). It took a few more minutes before a scene formed.

Scene 2 - Tremors!
The visuals were blurred. I was floating around in an unknown home, the floor and furniture made of dark wood. Yet again, my body was shrinking uncontrollably. I ran under a small table, where I hid inside a square niche cut in the wall. Just then, the area shook from the footsteps of someone approaching. I waited to see who this was, only to return to bed. Such trembling persisted until I actually woke up.

Dream 2 - Goddamn Zubats

Scene 1 - No So Magnificent Darkness
Another WILD transition in bed, where I spun back to the void. I tried warping to the previous environment, but couldn't. So, I thought of TOTMs, and felt summoning a Pokemon was my best bet. I pointed to the darkness, and imagined Flygon appearing, but nothing of the sort happened. Minutes in, I heard my sister supposedly speaking nearby. Shortly after that, the song A Dark Race Becomes Magnificent from Disgaea begins playing. I got distracted thinking about how strange a name that is for a song. Sudden warp.

Scene 2 - That's No Flygon!
The visuals were very dim. I was in my backyard at early dawn. Once again, I try summoning Flygon in the same manner above, to no success. I tried again, this time by spinning in place andshouting the Pokemon's name. Just then, a whirlwind appeared before me. At its center was the silhouette of said creature, hovering in place. The winds calmed, and the Pokemon burst into smoke. Once the mist cleared, I found not a Flygon, but... a Zubat. Sigh. It then flew off into the twilight.

I also noticed other, much larger shadows scurrying about. More Pokemon, I was sure, but nothing I could identify. I called out for light, and things did indeed get a little brighter, enough to distinguish more color, at least. Anyway, I thought I'd give another go at the task. Once again, I conjured a whirlwind, where I saw Flygon clearly forming within. But, like before, it poofed into another Zubat. Oh, joy...

Transition.

Scene 3 - Pitch Black Boogy
No visuals. I was in the void again. Ready Funk from Streets of Rage was sounding in the background. I spun on my back again. When things weren't changing, I accelerated the spin. But, motion sickness forced me to stop (that's a first). Rather than fight in futility to bring visuals, I just settled on dancing to the tune in pitch darkness (if poorly; dancing is not my strong suit). I went on for minutes until the dream finally collapsed.

Created Saturday 17 February 2018

Got quite a bit to note, including two DILDs.

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Repeated dreams. I think these were horror themed, and set in a forest.

Reading other member's journals in DV. Noticed someone mentioning getting in a fight with my guide, E (or a character with a similar name), who'd apparently used moths to attack.

Watching King of the Hill. There was a roadkill squirrel by the neighborhood lot. Hank goes off to get supplies to clean it off. When he returns, he found that it'd already been removed. Bill later reveals having cooked and eaten the carcass.

Dream 1 - February 2018 TOTM Bonus Task

Scene 1 - Beware of Duck
The visuals were slightly blurred. I was going down a dirt road in a wetland forest, a silver blue sky above. A Dwarf Fortress styled interface occupied my viewpoint from below, along with a like-styled ASCII mini-map.

That might've explained why I thought it a good idea to grind my fighting skills by wrestling with some wildlife. At a nearby puddle, I took hold of several Muscavy ducks, and pinned them to the ground. After a few minutes, one of my fingers started feeling unusually itchy. I looked at my right hand, only to find a bloody stump where my ring finger should be. Scrolling through the message log revealed that a duck was indeed responsible. Stunned, I cleaned the wound in the puddle, and reeled away. Once the bleeding stopped, I resumed fighting, if a bit more carefully. And yet, I ended up promptly losing another finger, my middle finger specifically. I hurried to a nearby river to clean the injury best I could. Thinking of having previously done as much with murky water made me gravely concerned of a potential infection. The map showed a mess of blood in the stream and the surrounding dirt, though it wasn't anywhere near as bad in my natural viewpoint.

Anyway, I thought it best to rest under a tree for a while. Some time later, I noticed various strange messages, each stating something like "your stomach is digesting itself." Was I starving? Did the bleeding cause this hunger? Hurredly, I wandered off further down the road via the fast travel menu, and stopped at a fork. There were several passerby's, but I ignored them. The ASCII mini-map revealed berries growing near a tree, which, much as in DF, were in infinite supply. I snatched an armful of the fruit, and chowed down. Also like in DF, I had to go in and out of fast travel to eat enough to satiate myself.

Unknown transition.

Scene 2 - I Can See the Writing on the Walls
The visuals were dim and slightly blurred. I was in the hallways of an unknown structure, a place illuminated by weak lights. I soon arrived at a widened space crowded with people. Among the guests was my brother, Jose, who went off elsewhere. I later encountered Herbert, an old friend of mine. As I greeted him, I realized the dream, and told him as much.

Things immediately deteriorated into a void. Unphased, I thought of TOTMs, and recalled the truth spell task. After forming a white energy ball between my hands, I whispered "truth". Nothing seemed to happen for a moment, before I was suddenly dragged around by a mysterious force. A stone wall then materialized beside me, scrawled completely with engraved words. Among the mess, I noticed my maternal grandma's name, along with several vague messages, though I couldn't make any sense of these. Further away, another wall formed. There were several posters there, including an ad for tuna fish, though none of that seemed pertinent. I glanced back at the construction beside me, where I found an opened red greetings card not too far off. This depicted a mediocre anime-esque drawing of two figures chatting. On a message box above them was text scribbled in crayon. As I was pulled near it, I snatched the card. It read as followed:

"Your days are nigh; as you read this, another day goes by."

Hmm... "Time is short", right? I got the message.

Not too clear what else occurred until the dream ended.

Dream 2 - Buzz Buzz Dreamer

Unwitting, non-lucid void transition. Between random thoughts, a clear scene began to form. I was then floating around on my back down a road. Ahead and to the right of me was swamp land. A bit further ahead and to my left was a two-story shopping plaza. First facility in sight was a Peruvian cafe. On the upper level was a large donut shop, flashing in neon and evoking a gaudy 50's retro design. Intrigued, I floated towards there, when I got lucid. Furthermore, I started shrinking uncontrollably. Anyway, I slid through the balcony's railing, but was prevented from going further than that. I then noticed someone else passing by, a plain-looking light haired woman with shades, a blue smock, and black tights. For the heck of it, I formed insectile wings on my back, and, while flying upright, started buzzing around her. This quickly irritated the woman, who swatted at me in futility. She later took off her shades to glare at me, when she suddenly whipped her tongue out at me like a frog, almost catching me off-guard.

Things destabilized and ended shortly afterwards.

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Vague memories of being in a school.

Dream 3 - Trap Block

The visuals were a bit blurred. I was running around on the floor of a giant bedroom, where I was given the form of the original NES Super Mario. Jose was there as well, as Luigi. There were a bunch of Super Mushrooms and Fire Flowers just lying around, which we picked up. I jumped on the bed frame, where I strike a hidden block. This somehow transforms my brother into Bowser. The "screen's" borders suddenly closed in on my sides, and I couldn't jump higher or down either. Likewise, Jose, in his new form, couldn't leap high enough to reach me. We were effectively stuck.

I woke up soon afterwards.

Created Thursday 08 February 2018

I've got a few things to note. But, I kinda messed around too much, and have forgotten more than I should've.

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False memories of a dream kept repeating after an awakening. Supposedly, this involved powered armor being sold at the grey market, and my justification on buying such.

Dream 1 - Secret Boss Guide

The visuals were a bit blurred. I was playing a live-action version of a fantasy roguelike, one with a setting very similar to Shadow of the Wyrm. This started just after I completed the final quest, in which I've slayed all of the game's gods.

After some unknown travels, I stop at a Victorian-era style castle, a place much too novel for the setting. The interior was built of gleaming white marble, yet, besides a dusty red carpet lining its hallways, the place was bare of furnishings. So too did it lack people. Eventually, within an office, I finally did find an occupant. This was the local ruler, her haggard appearance and traveler's garb belying her nobility. More importantly, she was the quest-giver to my latest task. We spoke of as much, the conversation in text box, though I'd accidentally skipped most of it. I did, however, catch two interesting tidbits: that there was one more ultimate quest to be done, and that this involved someone named after my guide, 'E'. Intrigued, I pressed her for more, though she only made repeated utterances. "Kill this final god for us", beckoned the lady, "she's been nothing but trouble."

Almost instantly afterwards, I arrived at the entrance of a vast fortress built of dark stone. I go up a ladder to a parapet, then climbed through an unglazed window. Inside, I sneaked through an indoor balcony, its slit interior wall concealing much of whatever was below. As I passed by, a text box spams messages of enemy in-fighting, one (or a group) of which was known as a Spectral Tyrant Queen. These foes, I thought, stood no chance against me. No need to bog myself with mindless combat.

Some more wandering around took me through an empty assembly hall and unguarded corridors. Eventually, at the corner of a long hallway, I reached the door to the boss room. I open it, and find... a contemporary office, painted in melon colors, clear of everything but the desk, chair, and cabinet. Well that's an anticlimax. I figured this experience wasn't real, only to conclude I was getting distracted with an unusually vivid daydream.

I briefly woke up, and unwittingly reentered. What's more, I'd unconsciously willed the boss fight proper. Enter E, appearing as a giantess, emerging slowly right after she had punched a hole through the floor. She found my presence amusing, and dared me to attack. Before I could say a word, she lashes at me with a frog-like tongue, clearly with the intent to eat me. Failing that, she swiped and thrashed about. I somehow was able to roll away from each of her strikes. I soon noted my lacking weapons. Before I could go about finding one, the dream ended abruptly.

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Watching Dragon Ball Super in the living room. Frieza gets resurrected once more, returning in pieces as last time. At least then, he was intact enough to speak. It seemed some humans have unwittingly revived him. Cut to some of the good guys in a pool party at Bulma's place. Yamcha got a new girlfriend. What's more, against all reasoning, Krillin got reconnected with Maron (his girlfriend from years before). I noticed some of my aunts were there. They were completely befuddled about the cartoon.

At home. Lotsa detailed stuff about my nephew soiling his pants. I'd rather forget about that...

Created Tuesday 06 February 2018

This sickness is my new enemy. Whatever the case, I somehow managed a short DILD along with various other snippets.

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Wandering around town.

Playing a roguelike. An NPC demanded that I kill the game world's gods.

Dream 1 - Juice and Corruption

Scene 1 - Failed Malfeasance Exposure
The visuals were slightly blurred. I was walking around town during a grey, cloudy day. When returning home from the east, I noticed that one of the local plazas wasn't there. In its place was a mansion, the building itself barely visible past a wide, arborous perimeter. It's perhaps because of such concealment that a vehicle nearly ran me down as it swerved out of the structure's side gate.

I turn the corner north and past the mansion's front entrance. Something there caught my eye, so I backtrack for a better view. Many other people quickly gathered, making it difficult to see. Among those around were a female reporter and a mailman, only notable because the former contracted the latter as a cameraman on the spot. Anyway, as I looked further, I discerned SWAT vehicles surrounding the building. False memory affirmed of recent allegations of shady activities on the part of the place's owners. I suspected they were a scapegoat to an unknown, far more unscrupulous party.

As I continued north, I spotted the very owners themselves in plain sight. They were a stout, older Native American couple, the man wearing a fancy brown fringe leather jacket and pants ensemble, and the woman in a simple floral dress. Following them was an austere woman with very short red hair and a black suit. They spoke of previously trying to expose malfeasance on the part of others on the upper crust. But now, the group settled on cutting their losses and laying low.

Things get unclear. Something about taking a bus to a mall. In a vending machine, I noticed a drink called "Buu Juice", which looked like a bottle of pink Gatorade with Kid Buu from Dragon Ball Z on the label. Then, I'd random thoughts and made Google searches on commercial cactus fruit juices. Warp.

Scene 2 - Buu Juice
The visuals were dim and slightly blurred. I was wandering inside a vast, poorly lit condominium. I unwittingly walked into a suite. Bags of groceries were inside the kitchen. On a table, I spotted a two-liter bottle of the above-mentioned Buu Juice. This somehow sparks lucidity. Things started hazing up. Instinctive finger rubbing slowly corrected that. I then drank of that juice, though it took my chugging the whole thing before I could taste anything. It was watermelon flavored, suitably enough.

Just then, I heard someone arriving. So I hid under the table. For extra discretion, I also shrunk myself to the size of an action figure. I peeked out, and found a woman with short dark-blonde hair entering the area. She soon noticed the empty bottle. Outraged and flustered, she darted around to search for the culprit responsible.

Things collapsed soon afterwards.

Created Wednesday 31 January 2018

Gonna try keep my New Year's promise. Anyway, I don't have much to note today.

Don't have as much to note as I'd like...

Dream 1 - Neo Civil War

The visuals were a bit blurred. This occurred in an alternate timeline. After the horrors of WWII, the nations of the world unilaterally adopted extreme Luddist and isolotionist policies. This results in both technological stagnation, and grave regression in civil and human rights. Half the US, for instance, had gone back to using slave labor. Cue another Civil War in the 60's. I was given the role of a New Union Army officer and spy. In my latest solo infiltration of a Neo-Confederate base, I discover their hoarding and developing rocket launchers. To sabotage their efforts, I fire one such weapon into their warehouse, destroying their stockpile. But, my escape goes sour, and I'm captured. The rebels then promptly execute me by hanging. As painful and intense a death as it was, I was... oddly unphased. I don't know why, but, even beyond the disruption I caused, I felt as if I had the last laugh.

That cat then woke me up.

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Vague memories of repeated dreams. Something of warping around and focusing on something?