Dream Logs DWN-12

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.

Created Saturday 22 June 2019

Quite a morning. Lots of things to note today.

Spoiler for spoilered for austerity:

Dream 1 - Quantum Excursion

Scene 1 - Arms of the Void
Virtually no visuals at all. Several WILD/DEILD transition in bed. First few were rather unstable. In later runs, I swung up, down, and through the bed, as if on a tether, until I fell straight to the void. Brief transitions occurred, one in a hospital, and another with family.

In a later transition back in bed, I made efforts to summon my guide, E. I eventually felt four arms wrap around me from underneath, which then dragged me back into the void. Warp.

Scene 2 - Freeze The Sun!
The visuals started dim and blurred, but somewhat clarified over time. I was looking out a window in an unknown apartment suite. Outside stood tremendous urban houses tall enough to reach an overcast sky. Remembering the TOTMs, I flew outside, and looked around for the sun. I continued miles away to a forested area, where the sky was finally clear and blue enough to see what I wanted.

Several attempts were made in trying to freeze it, first by just thinking it, then by trying to charge up and shoot a freeze ray at it, with no luck. And then, in my last go at the latter, I unexpectedly fired a brilliant, snowflake-shaped projectile the size of a large medicine ball. The missile steadily made its way towards the sun. All of a sudden, a bunch of strange creatures floated in view. These appeared what could be best described as giant piscine animals, trunks in place of mouths, and bright orange and blue carapaces covering much of their bodies. Whether intentional or not, over a dozen of them got into the line of fire. Fortunately, the projectile phased right through them. It then continued along into the horizon, whereupon the sun was struck instantly.

Blinding light covers my eyes. The chill of frost follows suit. When I come to, I see that the sun has, rather comically, been encased in a thin cube of ice. In fact, it now appeared like a glowing snowball, its piercing light bright enough to illuminate the land. Furthermore, the surrounding wilderness had been covered by soft snow.

I fly around some more, eventually arriving at an arborous hill. Deer were running around below. Contrasting the environment, these animals appeared blocky and pixellated, similar to mobs in voxel games like Minecraft. Annoyed at their presence, I fired golden energy orbs at these critters. Explosions launched all those deers out of view, leaving a smoking crater in their stead.

The dream collapsed shortly after. DEILD transition.

Scene 3 - Diving into The Quantum Realm
Started practically blind again. Another transition in bed. I dive through the void. Eventually, I get the idea to go to the "Quantum Realm" (as depicted in the Marvel Cinematic Universe). I spring up an AR HUD to track (poorly defined) energy readings, of which appeared as several meters and gauges in my left. Next, I shrunk myself, and continued to do so for much longer than I ever did.

Eventually, faint light could be seen in the distance, steadily expanding and becoming brighter until I was within it. Surrounding me was a twilight world flowing with cosmic dust, brilliant sparks, and fluid, splaying iridescence. I would've stayed much more than just a minute to appreciate this view, had I not noticed a green leech-like creature lumbering towards me. It was initially of a manageable size. But, since I was still unwittingly shrinking, it was eventually so large as to become the only thing I could see. The beast opened its terrible maw, sharp teeth running down through its gullet, and sucked me inside. Had I not willfully shrunk further, I would've been grounded up into mincemeat.

Now, I was small enough to see individual particles. All of these were bouncing around like billiard balls on crack, and conveniently were of likewise contrasting colors to distinguish them. Occasional electrical currents (or, better put, something visibly like it) kept them bound to each other.

Specious reasoning related to photons, quantum entanglement, and quantum tunneling, allowed me to justify warping elsewhere. I visualized a location. The background faded, and faint images came and went. Besides that, nothing else seemed to happen. Unwitting warp.

Scene 4 - Living Parade Floats
The visuals were blurred. Initially, all I could see was a clear blue sky. Then, various figures appeared, only they all looked like caricatures of actual people. Perspective warped each to either be bigger or smaller than they first seemed.

I zoomed back, to find a parade was ongoing in city streets. It seems the largest, most misshapen of the "people" were actually vehicle-mounted parade floats. And yet, said floats were also individuals all their own. One of such, depicting a grumpy blonde woman, scooped out someone from the audience, and swallowed them whole. No one seemed to care at all.

Several familiar figures were on said blonde-float. One of these was Frylock from Aqua Teen Hunger Force. But, when he spoke, he sounded like Master Shake, and indeed, made inane ramblings similar to the same character. I remembered the crying task, and thought to do so by making trouble. I yelled out to the float-lady, screaming "That guy stole your wallet!", all while pointing at 'Frylock'. The float glares at him, then seizes him in her grip. 'Frylock' breaks down to sobs, and pleads for his life.

Things destabilize. I focus on the environment to correct this. Just then, Master Shake (as himself) runs towards me, clearly upset.

"Why would you do that?!", he grumbled.

I smiled nervously. "Sorry about that", I responded. "I was just trying to-"

"I was gonna give it back!" Guess he somehow took her wallet after all.

Things deteriorated. DEILD back in seconds.

Scene 5 - More Quantum Stuff
Started almost blind once more. Transition in bed. I fell into the void. Yet again, I warped into the "Quantum Realm", only this time, things modulate much quicker. Like before, I try teleporting somehwere specific. I end up warping almost seamlessly.

Now, I find myself as a shrunken figure in an unknown home, the walls white and floors wood. A mouse hole was carved (from my perspective) a few dozen meters away. I hurry to hide there, just in case the residents weren't the friendly type. Things start slowing down, much like a poorly streamed video. Concurrently, I felt myself in bed. Only stayed a few more seconds before I woke up.

Dream 2 - Brave Rush, Reckless Rush

Scene 1 - Generic Terrorist Hideout
The visuals were a bit blurred I was sneaking through a rather wide alleyway gated by a chain-link fence. Some prodding around revealed a hidden pathway of concrete and steel-grated, generators humming from out of reach.

Just then, cellar doors opened up at the end of the hallway. Reactively, I activated a cloaking watch, vanishing from view. Out stepped two of the most generic looking Middle Easter terrorists ever convened: heavily armed, tanned-skinned men in baggy clothes, dark hoods concealing their faces. I "remembered" I was infiltrating a budding terrorist stronghold in the US, Indeed, they'd blurted out how they'd a sizable munition cache, and how they were using a nearby Mosque as a front for their operations. The two pass by me none-the-wiser. That's was my cue to uncloak myself (to have my hands free, i guess?), pull out a combat rifle, and gun the terrorists down.

I hurry out back to the alleyway, only to find enemies were already waiting for me. They had me dead to rights. But then, a grenade explosion took them all out. I now "recalled" a partner of mine, a dude in combat gear and balaclava, had guarded the entrance. Good save!

Too soon to celebrate, though. The place was once again swarmed. We managed to take a few more down, but it wasn't enough. Before long, we were overwhelmed.

I rewound time just as I was about to die. Now, I had my partner wield a bazooka as back-up. However, this also proved ineffective. Similar results occurred when I had him mount two machine-guns on-site. Frustrated, I opted to skip any stealth, have us both wield rocket launchers, and blow the whole place up. We then cloaked ourselves, and ambushed survivors that crawled out. Success!

Unknown transition.

Scene 2 - The Dangers of a Dark Age Rush
Similar visuals as above. I was playing a competitive game of Age of Empires 2. My brother Hubert was nearby, as were Uncle Amos and his wife Matilda. I make a Dark Age rush (specifically, the "douche" strategy) against the nearest opponent, an Aztec player. It took a bit of time to set up. Still, the player was completely unprepared for it, and gave up promptly.

But, this proved folly. Another enemy all but claimed my old site. Furthermore, the player teched up all the way to Castle Age even before I had the resources to go Feudal Age. All it took was a force of a single knight and a handful of men-at-arms to wipe my civilization out. I blurted out to the others the details of my gambit, though they didn't seem all that concerned.

Unknown transition.

Scene 3 - "Kicking Ass For Justice, and For Liberty!"
Similar visuals as above. I was once again in that aforementioned alleyway. Like before, I was raiding a terrorist ring, only this time, with a bigger group, of which included Hubert. We simply barged inside, and fired at anything that moved. Furthermore, during the onslaught, the lot of us chanted the main theme from Broforce. All-in-all, the enemy was completely dominated.

I woke up soon 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.

Sheesh, I should really start posting entries more often. Anyway, got some dreams, fragments, and LDs to note today.

Spoiler for I sure do type alot...:

Dream 1 - Counter Phase Hands

The visuals were a bit blurred. I was at home downstairs, glaring sunlight seeping through the windows. Both Uncle Emil and mom were there, the two talking about something or other.

Soon, I gained awareness. I floated around, looking for anything of interest. I unwittingly imposed on mom while she was crossing through. This gave me the idea to try replacing her with my guide, E, but I preferred not doing that if necessary. But things were becoming unstable. I had to act as soon as possible.

I reached as far as the kitchen. Right before the dream collapsed, I held on to the counter. My hands phased through it, but I could still feel its surface on my arms. Concentrating, I tried projecting my guide through it. Something did form, a holographic figure somewhat to her likeness, but it was too mutable to hold. The dream collapsed shortly after. DEILD transition a few minutes later.

Dream 2 - Zombie Attack and Brief Summoning

The visuals were dim and blurred. I was walking through a long, dark hallway in an unknown facility (a mall or hospital, perhaps?). Didn't take long to get aware.

I arrived at an opening, rows of balconies spanning three or more tiers above. Suddenly, zombies (the agile, limber kind) rushed in from nowhere. I responded with super-powered strikes, punching, tossing, and kicking each of them up to dozens of yards away. When the pack thinned, I started combo-ing individual enemies. I started by tossing them away. As they slid/tumbled on the ground, I'd deliver a few good kicks, which would eventually either blast them away, or launch them high enough to juggle them with a few more kicks and punches before knocking them out of sight. Once cleared, I continued my walk undeterred.

Later, I encountered my sister. Continuing my plan from the previous dream, I replaced her with my guide, doing so by gripping her shoulder and concentrating.

But then, things quickly destabilized. I suddenly found myself as a shrunken figure. So noted, as I was standing on the hands of an unknown woman. Before I could react, the giantess devoured me whole.

Warp to spectator mode. Several similarly themed clips were in view. This went on until the dream collapsed.

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Several false memories of the dreams above. One of these mentioned Hero Rankings from One Punch Man. A later dream transitions to below.

Dream 3 - Flower Picture Jumping

Scene 1 - FA in An Unknown Hallway
The visuals were blurred. I falsely awakened in the hallway of an unknown home, closet door behind me, a bedroom beside me, and the living room just ahead. I entered the latter. Bookshelves and other heavy furniture lined the walls, while a long, knee-high table constrained movement in that space. Mom was somewhere in the area.

False memories led me believe I previously dreamed all this. As I gathered, a blonde, moon-faced woman in her early forties would attack me, jumping out at me from a corner. Sounded like it could be a thrill.

Immediate transition.

Scene 2 - After the Picture Thief
Similar visuals as above. I was in the same locale above, only at a different corner of the living room. Soon, a few kids walked in view. This let me "remember" that not only were those the blonde woman's children, but also that this was her house, of which I was a tenant. Anyway, the kids had a message for me. It seemed their mom needed my help with something. So I went off to look for her.

I winded back in the hallway. I peeked in the closet (its entrance now switched with that of the bedroom), spectacularly deep, yet somehow cluttered with endless rows of shoes and hanging clothings. Anyway, I eventually spotted the woman, dressed in a mauve wool jacket and (olive?) spandex pants. She sifted through a few of her belongings before addressing me. From her jacket, she pulled out a simplistic oil painting of a flowery field (looked awfully similar to one we have at home).

"A thief jumped out of this painting earlier.", she explained in a far too composed tone. "He snagged that other painting. You know the one? Same artist as this one?"

"Yeah, its also a flower painting.", I mumbled. "We researched him the other day, right?"

"Uh huh. Well, he jumped back in and escaped before I could catch him. I need you to jump in after him, and get back my painting. I was just about to sell it, so you have to be quick." This hardly sounded that urgent to her. More like I was ridding a spider than anything wondrous. Anyway, I dived right into the held picture.

I was instantly warped into the artwork's scenery, an endless meadow of colorful flowers, many depicted as the oily blots as they appeared in the painting. It wasn't going to be an easy search. These stalks, in addition to being hard to traverse, were also rather tall, a few reaching up to chest high. That thief could've been anywhere.

A few minutes in, I overheard the round-faced woman shouting impatiently from above. Eventually, she got fed up, and bounded in after us. More alarmingly, she entered as a gigantic figure, her feet and lower leg bare. Whether she was clothed above that is beyond me; I couldn't even stare up that high. Anyway, she stomped around intently. More voices called in from above, those of the kids. They warned that their mother would flatten everything there if the picture was not returned immediately. I hid beneath the flowers, hoping that giantess would miss me.

Things collapsed shortly after.

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Watching an episode of Avatar - The Last Airbender. The team were crossing a bridge during a sunny day. Suddenly, pirate sloops cruised in sight, and rained arrows at the protagonists. Katara shielded her friends with an ice barrier.

Created Saturday 04 May 2019

Got a DILD, and various other things.

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Something about a monkey and ice cream. Said animal jumps leaps atop my head. I wake up realizing it was actually just that cat doing the same.

In DV's Chat. There was quite a bit of activity.

Dream 1 - Pointy Cloud Search

The visuals were slightly blurred. I was walking outside for exercise during a warm day. While near the complex's exit, I overhear two women mentioning 'a cool area on the pointiest cloud'. Curious, I flew towards the sky to look for such. That such flight felt just like detachment brought instant awareness. Still, I continued with the search for fun.

I made it over a cloud just a few hundred feet off the ground, though a rather wispy one. The sky was now mostly clear. I hurried west and upwards, before finally finding a proper nimbus. Wasn't too pointy at the top, but good enough. I touched the summit, though it wasn't that cool, just about arriving at a proper nimbus. This didn't feel all that cool, maybe as cold as a buried stone, but that's about it.

An (unintended) distant 3rd-person perspective revealed the cloud was assuming the shape of a structure. I purposefully begin changing it to the likeness of an ice castle. When I realigned my vision, I found I was instead on a vast radio tower, standing atop the highest of one of many layers of red panels attached to steel frames.

Soon after, a colossal figure arose from the clouds below. This was a thin, tanned skinned woman about the size of Lady Liberty. She was dressed in a black tanktop, and her black hair was tied in a simple, practical bun. Within seconds, we were face to face. She offered a lift. So, I grabbed on to the end of her high-bridged nose. The giantess made her way down the tower. But, her sudden glance downwards almost sent me tumbling. I barely clambered back on to her shoulder. She apologized, and waited until I safely clung myself on to her neck before continuing.

Several more remote viewings of the events occurred. The two of us spoke momentarily, though I don't recall of what. The dream collapsed shortly after.

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In a darkened room. A lithe, pale nagini was huddled in the corner. She was very timid.

Several dreams where I was (partially) remotely controlling person. Almost got aware each time.

Haven't had anything worth sharing/not too personal to post in quite some time...

Spoiler for Wordy, as usual:

Dream 1 - Wondrous Cruise Liner

Scene 1 - Brief Infinite Cruise
The visuals were quite blurred. I was approaching the upper deck of a luxury cruise ship, a larger-than-life vessel as vast and lively as it was ostentatious. Colorful, blinking lights were strewn on its walls and on wires running through the area. Wherever one looked, a pool and festive lounge was in view.

I got spontaneously aware. Without wasting a moment, I zapped away at random. I'd somehow changed a nearby girl (one who appeared remarkably similar to Alice from Lewis Carrol's namesake novels) a 20ft+ giant. I then hurried into a dark hallway. Things began deteriorating, not surprisingly. I instantly conjured the Infinity Gauntlet in my right hand. But, the Gems themselves weren't colored properly. In fact, at least three of them glowed green. Still, I channeled power from the gauntlet. Pity I didn't think to do much else with it. The dream destabilized. Unknown warps and non-lucid scenes before transitioning to below.

Scene 2 - Terror Voyage
Similar visuals as above, if dimmer. I was lost in a winding hallway. Dim lights revealed no obvious exits, only metallic walls that stretched endlessly. The moisture-ladened air I breathed was as still as it was silent. I "knew" I was within the lower decks of a cruise ship, likely the same one mentioned above. I also "knew" I was trespassing in places a passenger wasn't supposed to wander. Confusion to the matter brought more uneasiness than the emptiness around me.

In time, I realized what was wrong: I was only a few inches tall. That's when a normal sized figure, a colossus from my perspective, loomed in from behind. This was a savage looking woman, a female scantily dressed in torn animal skins, her light skin reddened and mottled by years of sun exposure, and her thick, brown hair long and unruly. I now "remembered" the reason for my plight. This woman was actually a witch. Quite some time ago, she'd shrunken down everyone aboard the ship. She then proceeded to devour any victim she could catch. It had been a few days since the incident started. Reckoned I was one of the few survivors left, if not the only one...

Before she could close in, I leaped towards some exposed pipes. Unfortunately, these all were bent into sheer upward inclines, impossible to climb. I hid as deep as I could, and prayed this would throw my pursuer off my trail. She passed through seconds later, but just as quickly, returned to investigate. The huntress sniffed around vigorously in my direction, then glared momentarily. Seemed like my capture was inevitale. But, suddenly, she about faced, and left me be.

Timeskip at least half a day later. I was making my way down the hallway again, when the giantess resumed her pursuit. Once again, I jumped into a smaller space, an opened panel within the wall. As before, this only went so deep. The witch caught my scent once more, only to turn away at the last second. What was she doing? Far as I could tell, she was dragging the hunt on for sport. How thoughtful...

As soon as she vacated the area, I hurried on out the hallway. In fact, I was actually flying around. Somehow, I ended up on the upper deck, the space, of course, now far more empty. Glancing at the pools got me thinking, perhaps chlorine water could mask my scent? I took a short dip, if only because I dislike pool water rather than because of how deep it was. With that, I launched myself off the ship (something I should've tried much earlier). But, somehow, I was dragged back in by a mysterious force.

Unknown transition.

Scene 3 - Just Another Caper
Similar visuals. I was in the deck of the same cruise ship, only now, it appeared far more extravagant than before, swankier than even the swankiest mansions. I was teamed up with this dude dressed in a gold jumpsuit and adorned with gaudy jewelry, shades, and other accessories. I "recalled" we were part of a team of notorious criminals, pulling ridiculous heists all throughout the globe. This super-yatch served as both our base of operations and as a "pleasure vessel". Indeed, the two of us were infamously loose when it came to the matter of women (big personality contrast here...). Over the years, we'd amassed a horde of mistresses, many of which lived in the ship with us (along with the scores of children we'd bore them). Of course, this meant we were haunted by the specters of alimony; even minuscule oversight could shatter our otherwise solid financial situation. As it so happened, many of the mistresses (underdressed and aged ungracefully) had stamped out at that very moment to "calmly" discuss the matter. My fellow criminal I decided to do the logical thing: we abandoned ship! This was, after all, just the latest in a long list of capers.

Don't recall how this ended.

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Playing a Sonic game, one similar to Sonic 3 and Knuckles. Think my bros and/or my nephew were watching. The first stage was called Magma Zone, yet it looked pretty much like Angel Island Zone. Upon reaching the end, Robotnik amushes Sonic with a wide, metallic hoverpad. I unwittingly found a way to breeze through it. This even included the second phase, where Eggman detaches his classic Eggmobile from the pad, but I defeated him too quickly to even see what it does. Disappointed, I reset the game to at least give him a fighting chance.

In an unknown room with an unknown group of people. We have a discussion on the Japanese language. Namely, on various words that end with 'tsu' and 'su', and differentiating between each.

Browsing the web. I find a 16th century image of colossal ogress ravaging a mountainside. She was depicted as a particularly hairy woman with otherwise ordinary features. On closer inspection, her hair (head, body, and facial) were actually plants and trees.

Created Monday 18 March 2019

Got a dream and some short lucid dreams to note.

Dream 1 - Shin Shadowrun Tensei

The visuals were dim. I was creeping within the hallways of an industrial facility, pipes exposed in parts of its steel-paneled surfaces. Save for some blinking panels and emergency exit signs, the place was completely unlit. I "remembered" why I was there: I was a Shadowrunner, one of many mercenaries/career criminals contracted for dangerous (often less-than-noble) deeds. My current assignment was to steal some documents, plus whatever else I could make off with as "incentive pay". This all somehow involved facets from Shin Megami Tensei, and indeed, much of the surroundings wouldn't be out of place in that game.

Minutes in, I arrived in a series of winding corridors. Most proceeding exits led into closet-sized rooms. The exemptions were a vault-sized door, as well as an elevator nearby. I figured a "boss fight" was beyond the vault. There wasn't much reason to take that quite yet, so I surveyed more of the structure. I paused at various intervals to become invisible, imitating Chipp Zanuff from Guilty Gear to do as such. That is, yelling "Find Me!" or generally screaming at the top of my lungs. Regardless, it actually seemed to work. But, the moment I laxed, a video-game-esque random event occurred. A command-line screen notified my getting caught by heavily armed and armored guards. I was taken into custody without prompt.

When I come to, I found myself back at the corridors. I was strapped on a gurney, and was being hauled off into the vaulted door. Two guards with futuristic armor and gear stood by the entryway. But, before the door opened, I was suddenly set free. I looked back to my liberator. He was a man with long, brown hair, his face and form mostly concealed by a heavy filter mask and a leather duster, respectively. Before I could speak, he vanished. Not that I had the luxury, for the guards quickly took notice, demanding I stay put. My viewpoint changed to a profile-level, third-person perspective. I hurried off to an exit. Oddly, the guards casually remained in place, glancing elsewhere as I shut the door behind me.

First-person view again. Once I thought I was safe, I investigated my belongs. I discovered I'd lost all of my credits, over 200k's worth, along with some expensive gear. Dismayed at such, I opted to simply "reload" a previous save.

Rewind back to the corridors, my gear recovered. I take the elevator to an upper floor. After some scouting, I found an office workspace. Rows of desks, cabinets, and computers narrowed the otherwise wide room; there wasn't even enough room to partition the place. I looked through every cabinets, diligently prying through the sparse filing folders I'd got my hands on. The target documents, I assumed, were stored in a small red USB stick. But, I found nothing of the sort; each folders were completely empty.

Minutes later, I sensed someone approaching. I changed invisible (loudly, once again). Soon, a janitor arrived, a guy with a black mustache. He didn't suspect anything was amiss, that is, until I moved around him. Still, I was able to go past him without further alerting him.

Then, I stumbled into a waiting/meeting area. It seemed several employees were staying the night, no doubt to catch up on work. They even had sleeping bags and dried food prepared for the occasion. I re-cast invisibility, just in case. But, someone took notice of such, a man with a long, high-bridged nose. He yelled an alert to the others, speaking with a distinctive Australian accent, and gave chase.

I hurried full-sprint back out the office and into an unexplored hallway. The office man was still able to keep pace. Eventually, I made it through a door and to a stairway. In haste, I jumped into a dark corner beneath the ascending stairs, where I again used my powers to fade. The long-nosed man rushed upstairs none-the-wiser.

I decided to wait there until the heat died down. Or, I would've, if the dream hadn't vanished not a minute later.


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At a dimly lit hospital room. Soon, a flat-line was heard. I trembled in distress from what that may imply. I then got aware. To relieve myself of tension, I converted that unnerving sound into music. Specifically, Quicksilver from Guilty Gear Isuka. The dream soon collapsed.

False awakening in bed. Only semi-aware (thought this was just a near-dream state). I found I was cuddling with my dream guide, E.

Walking around city streets at night time, the roads illuminated by warm lights. Vehicles passed through occasionally, going to and fro from a small bridge in the distance. Palm trees were lined on grassy median bars in the road. Noticed I was only in bed clothes. I was aware from the start. Took a moment to rub my hands, then to feel out a picket fence randomly placed nearby. Unfortunately, I was too overeager to do crazy stuff. The dream collapsed about half a minute later.

Created Monday 11 March 2019

Got something worth sharing, finally. Pity I lost some things between a DEILD attempt and the second LD, though I'll not complain too much.

Spoiler for It's quite a bit:

Dream 1 - Raging Mare

The visuals were dim and a bit blurred. I was in the master bedroom at night. Almost immediately, I realized I was riding a brown light horse, if not a pony. The creature's belly was swollen, no doubt because it was pregnant. Upon my noticing as much, she began huffing, and stamping around in frustration. I feared she was giving birth then and there. I knew I had to get down, but dreaded getting walloped in turn.

Soon, my brother Radomir arrived, placing himself right in front of the horse. I urged him to yank me out, warning he do so in the horse's view so as to not startle it too much. Before I could get down, the horse swung her back high. I reactively held on to its neck, keeping myself from flying into a wall or any other obstacle, before pushing myself away from it. I then laid flat on the floor, hoping this would keep the animal's attention elsewhere. Instead, this drove the horse completely bonkers. She circled belligerently around me, neighing violently as she did. Just what kind of trouble did I get myself into?

The dream faded shortly afterwards.

Dream 2 - Illegal Magic Critique

The visuals were a bit blurred. I was going through a series of hallways in an apartment building, the walls plain white. Radomir was with me. Between our walk, we showed off some magic powers to each other. This manifested as ethereal golden runes over our palms. The runes circled vertically around in the air, spinning in wider arcs, before vanishing from view.

Later, we somehow stumbled into a courtroom. A trial was well underway. The defendant, an elderly black lady, was being charged for using magic powers without permission. Since there was no precedent, the ruling of this trial had important consequences for magic-users in society, and was thus highly publicized.

Anyway, the old lady was herself well renowned for her talents, and I respected her abilities greatly. Ignoring court etiquette, my brother and I approached her, so that she may critique our skills. I tried displaying my powers, but only managed to literately blow smoke from my hands (which, I should note, was blistering hot). . The lady chuckled at my struggle. She advised something about not getting too worked up.

Don't recall how this ended.

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Watching an Avengers movie on an old CRT screen. Radomir and my nephew Amir were there as well. Cap and a few others enter a small lab, the place untidy, if not ruined. They confront an old man, pressuring him not to go through with some plan. The old man snarls his intent of getting revenge against Thanos at any cost. He then points to a large, broken capsule on the floor. Lying inside was Natasha, now dead. I questioned whether this took place before or after Endgame, and perhaps if it occurred between Age of Ultron and Infinity War.

Something about Adventure Time.

Dream where I rated, reviewed, and scored my dreams today, all as part of some game.


Dream 3 - Tense Skyscraper Hospital

Scene 1 - Tension and Alley Snacks
The visuals were a bit blurred. I was in the upper floor of a skyscraper. This place contained office rooms for well-to-do doctors. Indeed, a screen repeated advertisements for one of such physicians, a tall, balding, light skinned man with white hair and glasses. He was said to be both a renowned medical doctor and veterinarian. The doctor made note of his procedures having high success rate, and their exorbitant costs ($100k at minimum).

Skip ahead [omission/unknown timeskip] to outside. I found myself in a long, shoddy alleyway otherwise busy with activity. It seemed a group of vendors were selling wares, illegally no doubt, though neither appeared the shady type. Among the items there were a variety of cakes, pre-sliced (yellow, white, and I believe cornmeal cakes), as well as small packets of golden raisins. I sampled a small piece of cake, and took raisins along with me (don't think I actually bought it, though I didn't steal it either). Soon, I spotted my brother Benedict around. I offered him some of the food I had, but he declined for reasons that weren't clear even at the time. Warp.

Scene 2 - Thin Mustache Fall
Similar visuals. I was in the medical offices once again. Mom, my sister Rebecca, and my niece Suzy were seated on pink leather EZ chairs in a waiting area. I overheard Rebecca complaining about how her daughter being given nothing but pizza for dinner by her dad for the past few days. [Omission] I left eventually.

Around then, I observed myself on a mirror. It seemed my mustache had somehow vanished, yet my beard remained intact. I did a double take, to find it'd been restored, if a bit thin.

Various unknown occurrences. Unknown timeskip again. I was looking out the glass walls, observing the blue sky behind nearby adjacent buildings, as well as the city streets below. Suddenly, I realized the dream. I phased through the walls, and jumped out. Before I hit pavement, I quickly swerved vertically, and launched myself skyward.

Soon, I found myself flying over a bare grass field under a bright, sun-glared blue sky. I enjoyed the view for but a minute, before my eyes began shutting themselves without input. Having dealt with this before, I first rubbed my hands, then used said hands to force my eyes opened. My view widened again, but everything was now blurry and indiscernible. As suc, I opted to prepare a DEILD. As soon woke up, as expected. But, I drifted off much sooner than I realized...

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Watching gameplay of the original Guilty Gear. Zato-One was being used. Not sure who his opponent was, though they fought in dark, starless city streets not fitting any stages from the series. Zato used Invite Hell for wake-up pressure. When the opponent was cornered, he managed a good hit, which he converted into an air loop (perhaps an infinite) involving Rise and Fall.


Dream 4 - Airplane Mode

The visuals were dim. I was wandering around in a poor, lightless suburban neighborhood during the dead of night. Old pick-up trucks and SUVs were parked on the roads. Soon, I heard music sounding, discerning it as a song from Dyna Brothers. This tune brought instant awareness.

Recalling the TOTMs, I began reshaping my arms. I first changed my forearms into helicopter propellers on metal poles. Raising them above my head, I spun the blades. When it first started, this felt as if my wrists were spinning full circle, though I lost sensation once they spun too quickly to see. Soon after, I was able to hover in place a few feet above the ground.

But, before I went far, I'd recalled I needed wings, not rotors. And so, after landing, I changed my arms into the wings of fighter jets, the thrusters themselves where my armpits would be. I ran as fast as I could. That is to say, not fast at all, given how clumsy these rigid wings were. It felt as if I'd large kites tied on my arms, which themselves were bound on makeshift, heavy wooden splints. Anyway, I activated the thrusters through will alone. It felt as if blasts of compressed air were shooting behind me. Steadily, my feet got off the ground.

I wasn't really elevating too quickly, barely making it above 12 ft. within thirty seconds time. Impatient, I instantly changed myself into a human-sized fighter jet proper. I zoomed around the area, looking for something to asplode with extreme prejudice. But, besides houses and cars, there wasn't anything of interest. I flew around for two minutes before giving up the search.

Lost awareness. Don't recall how this ended, save for still having the tune in my mind by the time I woke up.

Created Friday 15 February 2019

Got a big heap of stuff today.

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Dream 1 - Guide's Coiled Teasing

The visuals were dim and blurred. False awakening in bed. Semi-aware (I suspected I wasn't really awake, just not necessarily that I was in a dream).

I called to my guide, E. In an instant, I was caught within a mass of scaled coils and limbs from behind. This all startled me, but eventually, I realized what was going on (and the dream state). Itwas indeed my guide, now in her naga form, and with an extra pair of arms to boot. She leaned in, joining our cheeks together. E kept me held tight, seemingly only for amusement. I wanted to grapple her in turn, but she had me clung good. No way to escape. She chortled on and spoke of something, but I can't say what.

Reloop to a few brief FA's, each unaware. Eventually, I shambled out of bed in a daze. Questioning my state, I did a classic finger poke check. It returned positive. I was momentarily confused, as I was quite sure this wasn't real. [COLOR="#3366ff"So, I affirmed this was indeed just a dream.

I only made it to the ling room, before getting pulled back into another FA. This all reloops a few more times, until I wake up.[/COLOR]

Dream 2 - Marvelous Movie Shoot

The visuals were slightly blurred. Spectator mode. Pan to a construction site during a bright day. The building, even given its status, was partly in shambles. Something was clearly wrong. Zoom in. An unconscious figure was revealed. It was Marvel's Thor, as depicted in various animated media. He was terribly battered, possibly even dead. Several other animated figures approach. One of them was a tall, heavily muscular, clean shaven man with short blond hair, dressed in a fancy pink suit. Looked like the living rendition of the Ancient Greek ideal man. The other character was never completely revealed (if not forgotten). Anyway, the two look down on Thor in triumph. No doubt they were the ones who'd hurt him. The large man gloats, boasting that the God of Thunder never stood a chance.

Just then, another person warps in view. It was Loki, as depicted in Avengers - Earth's Mightiest Heroes. Through his staff, he commanded a lightning bolt to strike Thor. He seemingly looked rather pleased bringing further harm to his step-brother. I suddenly was given his role. In any case, the muscular man warned that, despite our mutual enemy, he would not spare me. I smirked silently.

Just a few seconds later, Thor gets back to his feet, restored to near-perfect health. As should be expected, thunder and lightning has revived the Thunder God. Swearing vengeance, Thor charged at his latest foe. The large man, for his part, only seemed slightly annoyed at these events. I figured that at this rate, Thor didn't stand much of a chance. A bright flash envelopes the area as the two clashed.

Suddenly, the lighting flickered off. Moreover, the surroundings were moving away from view, revealing only darkness. As I looked around, I realized stage hands were carrying off set pieces. Turned out this was just a shoot for a movie. I pretty much figured out the dream by this point. Anyway, the other actors and I gathered to congratulate ourselves on a job well done. Among the group was a gigantic figure, whom I just realized was there. This was a thin, olive-skinned, kinky haired Caribbean gal in her mid-late twenties, dressed in tight jeans, a white blouse, lacking shoes, and, of course, sized at over a hundred feet tall. She leans down, and starts rubbing, patting, and cooing us in jest, as if handling small critters.

Eventually, the group parted. Intrigued with the giant lady, I caught up with her, pacing quickly, given her long stride. I offered to treat her and the rest of the cast to lunch. She snickered a bit, but didn't respond. So, I made a mighty leap on her shoulder. I then yanked on her hair to tease her. In turn, the giant gal scooped me up in her hand, then poked at me with the other. She brought me closer to one of her bemused eyes.

The dream collapsed shortly after.

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Vaguely recall a giantess with brightly painted nails, each hand having contrasting colors.

Dream 3 - Void Mega-Multimedia

Scene 1 - Trumpets and Food Sampling Void
The visuals were dim. False awakening in bed. I was startled "awake" by my sister, who looked different somehow, but I can't recall. She "reminded" me of some recruitment drive occurring in a new military branch, a group of demon hunters, and that I should go out to join. I was very reluctant, even exasperated, at the thought of such, though it might've just been morning grouchiness. As I got up, I pricked myself on something on my bed. I pick it up, to see its a figurine. This depicted a character very similar to Cloud Strife, save for being equipped with straps and sheathes filled with many kinds of blades and firearms. Reckoned he was one of the more famous demon hunters.

Cut to my walking around in a void-like area. Spotlights revealed various rooms separated a good distance from each other, each varying in size and, similarly, in the amount of people within. I walk towards one of the smaller, less crowded ones. Inside were a few musical instruments. One of such was a small keyboard. I play a few random tunes, if poor facsimiles of such. A figure there criticized me. Thought they were familiar somehow. Either way, I ignored them.

Next, I pick up a trumpet. I was about to play something, when a distant figure began shouting attention from the distance. I floated over there, to see that too was a man with the same instrument, one dressed in a performer's tux. He began sounding a familiar tune, the main theme for the Rocky Movies. Not seconds after, spotlights revealed a vast span of wooden benches. Seated on there were an extremely excessive brass orchestra, numbering in the several hundreds. There were some seats left empty, while several areas were highly crowded. Anyway, they too followed the tune, as did I. Not all of us were very good at this (can't say I've ever actually played a trumpet myself...). Still, the more talented performers managed to drown out mistakes. I continued for a minute or two, before going elsewhere.

Timeskip. I start walking up steps into a long-spanning wooden balcony, if not a bridge. Numerous people were gathered there. A picnic of sorts was occurring. Or, better put, a taste test. One group was handing out food to others, then asked for the opinion of such. The first items were clearly from Wendy's. I was handed a bag with several burgers and fries. I turned away for a second, to find that someone else had partly eaten my share. This upset me a bit, mostly due to such wasteful habits.

Next up was a batch of Chinese food, apparently a local place. Think it was called "Madame Something's" or similar, I don't know. Anyway, the namesake owner herself, a little old Asian lady, was actually present for this event. She was hurriedly passing around her product. I myself recieved a big serving of thin-sliced sauteed beef in a disposable container. Looked like a bit too much for me to eat in one sitting.

Unknown occurrences. I woke up shortly after, and unwittingly re-enter just as quickly.

Scene 2 - Portal Beast
Similar visuals as above. I was in a brighter void. A crowd were standing around in the darkness, their features visible, as if they were glowing themselves. As before, these folk were having a picnic/taste test.

Suddenly, several portals opened up, and enveloped the people away from view. Screams could be heard, then stopped abruptly.

A voice echoed in my mind, having a smooth, somewhat deep, male voice. It claimed it was a monster, and was, in fact, devouring those unfortunate enough to be caught in its trap.

Before I myself was taken, I woke up.

Dream 4 - Wings of the Clouds

Scene 1 - Sappy Guitar Duet Flight
The visuals were bright, if glared. I was flying over a shopping center during noontide. I quickly noticed my having wings on my back. Almost as soon, I also realized the dream. Furthermore, this sappy pop guitar duet was sounding in the background.

I zoom lower, showing off my abilities. Noticed I was wearing jeans with a tight track shirt. This made me a bit self-conscious, but only for a moment. I then flew up on the roof of the highest building. While standing there, I spread my wings. I wondered what color it was, imagining it in various colors. In the end, I settled for plain white.

Got bored. I looked up at a partly clouded sky. This got me to search for E, thinking I'd find her reclining on a nimbus. I launched myself up. Soon, clouds obscured my view. I rubbed my hands, just in case. Opposite what I'd intended, the dream collapsed. Things black out. DEILD back in seconds later.

Scene 2 - Non-Guide Radio Contact
The visuals were a bit blurred. I was flying in a cloud-filled sky. Soon, I noticed my being inside the cockpit of a fighter jet, with a helmet to match. That song from above was still playing, though it was mostly drowned out by the sounds of turbines and sonic winds.

Soon, muffled voices spoke out from an unseen radio. Sounded like routine flight control stuff. I eventually tried contacting E, hearing my voice similarly muffled. "Yes?", a voice called out from speakers. It sounded like a guy. Wasn't her. I tried again. "Yes?", repeated the same voice. I asked if that was indeed E. He'd confirmed as much. I disbelieved it entirely. "You don't sound like her", I said dismissively. The contact continued on with other things, but I couldn't hear it.

While going through some clouds, the dream collapsed for good.

Created Friday 08 February 2019

Really need to start posting entries here more frequently again. Anyway, I got several dreams today, including an LD loop.

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Vaguely remembered clips from Adventures of Sonic the Hedgehog.

Dream 1 - Gate Chat Panic

Several unknown scenes before this point. The visuals were slightly blurred. I was passing through a wide courtyard between a public building complex, clouded daylight providing illumination. Three other familiar figures were with me, My brother, Tamir, friend, Drake, and nephew, Jay, to be exact. A large crowd were in the area, each appearing hard on their luck. The air was laden with desperation and sorrow. I feared staying there for too long.

Soon, our group crossed through a gateway. Doing so immediately took us directly to a park within another nation. Trees formed a canopy above us, their leaves browned. I reckoned we were close to an embassy, but never got a good look of such. Anyway, more unfortunate folk were present. Among those were a gang of rowdy young men, of whom were bullying people and goading for a fight. Two of them momentarily accosted Tamir. There was nothing to prove, so we all just ignored them. I did, however, take precaution to keep my hands close to my jeans.

Not long after, I took a glimpse of an interesting figure standing beneath a tree. A closer look revealed it was F Sensei. She looked shorter and slightly older than I last saw her (indeed, its been quite some time), while her hair was lighter in color. My brother rushed towards her as soon as I pointed her out to him. I lagged behind nervously. On greeting her, I excused myself for my mood, claiming that I was a bit embarrassed of my hair being ruffled up a bit. For her part, F Sensei looked overall indifferent from illness or fatigue.

Just then, Drake warned us of a commotion. A look in his eyes revealed everything; a panic was brewing. Without a word, I took F Sensei by the wrist, and dragged her with me to the main gate. She seemed to understand quickly enough. But, her ailing form couldn't keep up too well, requiring even more pull from my part. Tamir, too, lagged behind with Jay momentarily, but the two eventually caught up and went well past me and F Sensei. Drake was already long gone by then.

By luck, we made it to the gate in time, at least, just enough for there to be only minor crowding ahead of us. Only now, instead of returning instantly, we were inside of a large facility. Steel barricades were lined up, forming a queue that zigzagged all throughout the place. This lead into an indented section. For some reason, Tamir purposefully belly-flopped down there with Jay in hand, smashing the kid into the floor. Jay was stunned momentarily, but somehow, was completely uninjured.

Later, we had to climb up a series of stairways and balconies. Halfway through, I almost collapsed from exhaustion, keeping up only so as to not upset people for holding up the line. And indeed, the line was being delayed, but instead of by me, it was from some kid with glasses dawdling around. Not that it mattered much, as the queue was also jammed up not too far ahead.

Don't think much else happened before I woke up.

Dream 2 - Driving Instructions and Lucid Dream

Scene 1 - Artifact Delivery Instructor
Various forgotten scenes before this point. The visuals were dim. I was a passenger in the back seat of an SUV, taking a ride through a suburbs during a cloudless night. An unknown younger figure was driving. He was apparently still learning to drive, requiring my guidance. Also there was Gene from Bob's Burgers.

Later on, we take a detour through a lakeside park, using its walkway as our road. Highly illegal, no doubt. Anyway, Gene got especially restless, asking endless questions, tossing things, and being an all around nuisance. These distractions lapsed the driver's attention. He even almost hit a woman jogging around there. I yelled at the two, heeding the driver pay attention, and to warn Gene to knock off his antics.

Eventually, I had them stop, probably to steady their moods. We exited the vehicle, then paced around and chatted for a bit. Suddenly, a booming voice called to us from the SUV, of which sounded much like Beerus from Dragon Ball Super. I'd just "recalled" that we were delivering magical artifacts, one of which was a glowing cube. Furthermore, each of the items housed powerful spirits. One of said spirits was the one growling at us. "Hurry it up, will ya?!" complained the spirit. "And if you so much as put a single solitary scratch on any of us, I'll kill all of you!"

Thought it best I should do the driving from then on. I entered the driver's seat, when I suddenly realized the dream. But, I could only take a brief look out to the lake, before the dream collapsed. DEILD transition a minute later.

Scene 2 - Ride on Water
Re-entry to the last portion of above. Only this time, the previous two characters were replaced with Nicholas and Tamir, respectively. At first, I thought I'd take us all home. But as I was driving, I decided to take a shortcut through the lake itself. Amusingly, the vehicle could actually drive on water. I turned up to the night sky. Stars filled the heavens, a grand display of scintillating, many-colored lights. Such a view made me opt to take us all into space. Within seconds, the vehicle rocketed past the stratosphere.

The dream destabilized, and collapsed shortly afterwards. DEILD attempt. Transition five minutes later.

Dream 3 - Celestial Warp Travel

The visuals started similarly blurred. I was flying out in deep space again. This time, I was alone. The stars were brighter than before, but glowed only in white. I took off at warp speeds, the cosmos appearing as a blurred tunnel around me..

Within a minute's time, I arrived at an Earth-like planet, if not an alternate version of Earth itself. A peninsula was readily in view. About a third of it (its northermost section, I presumed) was covered in a layer of ice. I opted to dive down to the colder parts.

Soon, I touched down on a frozen tundra. My landing, much rougher than I expected, left a deep crater in the ground, sending chunks of ice flying past me. Cold fog covered much of the blue sky, as well as an ocean not far from view. Tall ice formations, if not glaciers, covered much of the land.

I called out, curious to see if anyone was around. While waiting for a response, I climbed to higher ground.

The environment destabilized. Before I could react, the dream vanished.