Dream Logs DWN-12

Created Monday 29 February 2016

I managed to get a late WILD today. There were also fragments of various other dreams I remember, one before my first awakening, one before my LD attempts, and another that occured between those attempts. First one had me and my sister exiting a suburban apartment complex. The next one had me watching the 2012 Ninja Turtles cartoon, where an unusually large Splinter fights off a snake-formed Karai in the sewers, until he calms her down with a picture of her mother. Finally, another dream involved me, my sister, and my nephew watching what was supposedly an anime movie for the original Dragon Ball, though all I saw was a sentient steam roller flattening living furniture.

Spoiler for Spoilered to save space:

Dream 1 - An Uneventfully Amusing Search For a Guide

Scene 1 - I Have To Go Now, My Dream Needs Me
I felt a familiar whirling motion in my head, a clear sign I was (almost) dreaming.

Before anything, I calmed myself with heavy breaths for about a minute. I then immediately thought of the TOTMs, the Dream Guide task in particular. And so, while keeping my eyes closed, I proceeded.

"I am ready for my Dream Guide.", I intoned. Nothing seemed to happen. I tried again. "I am ready for my Dream Guide." Still nothing. I continued, this time getting louder. "I am ready for my Dream Guide! I AM READY FOR MY DREAM GUIDE!" Null.

Got concerned of my state at this point. Maybe I needed to see? Well, not with my eyes, they were covered by a sleeping mask. But with "Dream Eyes?" So I uttered those words various times. "Dream Eyes! Dream Eyes!" Like before, no results.

Something else then. A change of scenery, perhaps? So, I imagined myself flying out of the room. As it would occur, that's exactly what happened, where I felt myself floating in the same posture I slept in as I kinda slid off the window. Blinding sunlight seeped through my eyelids, whereupon I transitioned immediately.

Scene 2 - Just a Giant Doll
The visuals started off bright, but highly blurred. Wasn't sure where I was at first, only knowing that I was standing on ground, and that I was still aware of my dream state.

Took a thorough look around the place. In a few seconds, the environment became clearer and clearer. I could immediately see large, green stalks surrounding me. Or so I thought, for a better look revealed these to be enormous garden plants, unkempt blades of grass and leaft weeds the size of small trees. Indeed, I could note a huuuuge house a short distance to my left, its outer walls light colored horizontal wood panels, and the sill plate a lattice frame painted white.

Now, I woulda just took off exploring, but decided to stick with the tasks. So, I once again called out, "I am ready for my Dream Guide". Suddenly, I felt myself getting pulled and dragged away for a moment. When I come to, I see that I'm already within the giant house, the kitchen, exactly, as noted by the building sized counter and cupboards a distance ahead, while the floor beneath me was of vast vinyl tiles. To my right was a square, thin legged wooden table, also very big, of course.

I glance behind, only to see a startling sight before me: a tremendous, light-skinned, bespectacled giantess, well over a hundred feet tall, big enough that I likely didn't even reach her ankle. She seemed petite for her size, and, more prominently, was drawn in as an anime-esque cel-shaded 3D figure. Her black, straight hair reached her shoulder. Moreover, she was dressed in a jean jacket and jean skirt ensemble, the latter reaching her knees, all while wearing soft, brown leather flats.

For a moment, I could only gaze up in awe. The giant woman didn't seem to notice me, just starting off into the distance. It's probably for this reason that she walked forward heedlessly in my direction. She would have squashed me had I not took a grand leap backwards, well, relatively speaking, as she closed that distance with a single step. I looked up again, and saw she was now gazing down at me, smiling faintly. Good, I had her attention. Of course, I had to ask her the obvious question.

"Are you my Guide?" There was no response. So, I asked again. "Are you my Guide?" She tilted her head in confusion, but remained silent.

By this point, I kinda guessed I wasn't going to get much from her. Just a lifeless doll, like a video game character. Pity, but oh well. It was fun either way. I floated up to her at face level, telling her I was off to do other tasks, and bade her farewell. Of course, she did nothing but stare idly.

From here, my sights were set on another task: creating fire and ice in each hand. Shouldn't be too hard, I thought, given I've done similar things in previous dreams. Didn't really notice an incoming transition.

Scene 3 - Can't Flick Out Fire Nor Frost
The visuals were dim, and the clarity in the background fluctuated wildly. I was now stepping out from an unknown place into an outdoor hallway, blue-ish dawn light reflecting off the cement walls and floors. I retained awareness, and was, at this point, regular sized relative to the environment.

With clear purpose, I raised and looked upon both my hands, which remained consistently clear compared to the rest of the environment. They seemed a bit rougher than normal, bearing scars and calluses that I'm sure don't actually exist. Anyway, I tensed up my fingers, and tried visualizing an aura emanating from each, blue for the left, and red for the right. I could somewhat see static of such description flickering from them, all while said extremities grew numb with a very faint sensation of coolness and warmth, respectively. Progress, but nowhere near enough. I concentrated more, but this yielded no further results until it ended completely.

So, I tried a different approach, thinking of how spellcasting worked in other games, Skyrim in particular. At this, dark, fist sized glowing orbs were formed in my trembling hands, as planned. A flick of my wrist, I thought, and I'll get what I need. I launched these spheres into the air, which promptly vanished to the sound of a swhishing noise. But, aside from that, this produced no obvious results. I repeated again, straining myself further and further, but nothing.

Suddenly, my view discorporates during one of these castings, where I could see my previous perspective fit within a rectangular corner of my view, as if it occurred within a small screen. Well, most of my previous perspective, as I couldn't quite see my right hand. As disorienting as this was, I continued my attempts, seeing and feeling myself forming and releasing more energy to no other effect. Eventually, I realign fully with my body, though the visuals deteriorated greatly by that point.

And then, I felt terrible discomfort in my jaw, where I sensed my upper front teeth have somehow been shoved between my lower teeth. "Oh, yeah," I thought. "Forgot I slept on my side today." Now, I knew better than to think this was actually happening. Whatever the case, I was snapped out of the dream that very instant. Guess even thinking of your real body would do as such after all...