Dream Logs DWN-12

Created Friday 15 February 2019

Got a big heap of stuff today.

Spoiler for Don't want to hog so much page space:

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.