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Created Friday 03 December 2021

Got a number of LDs today. There was a lot of other content, though I couldn't keep it in memory for long.

Dream 1 - TOTY Task Attempt - Office Raider

The visuals were dim and blurred. FA in bed. Said darkness didn't go unnoticed (the sun had long risen by that point). As such, I immediately regain awareness.

I stumble out the door and into a black void, where I fly backwards at high speeds. This warps me into the poorly lit hallways of a fancy office building, a structure made of grey marble, potted palm trees decorating each doorway. Such extravagance gave me a negative impression of its keepers.

In any case, this got me to thinking of the hero task, and, specifically, that I was raiding a villain's HQ. Once again, I called to Dryad to accompany me, whom answered the summons immediately. In this dream, she appeared as a withered birch, a head of leafless twigs for "hair". On my cue, we peaked through a doorway, and when the coast was clear, dashed past it. We repeated as such for each openings. Along the way, I had music from Metal Gear Solid sound in the background to suit the mood.

Upon arriving at an intersection, we were alerted to footsteps coming from behind. And so, Dryad and I ducked behind a tree to see who was arriving. In steps a heavily armed man, his body fully concealed in a suit of black polymer armor.1 If we didn't act fast, the guard would spot us for sure. Searching my person, I happen upon a pistol. I took aim, and fired, ending the man's life in an instant. Didn't feel too good about doing that. But, a greater concern lied in having caused an alert via gunshot. Luckily, this went unnoticed... for the moment. My companion and I hid the body at our hiding location, and continued our way.

Further ahead, we notice a wall safe at an alcove. By chance, it happened to be unlocked. I reach in, to find a metal orb the size of a soccer ball. It was peculiarly flexible, and seemed to have some kind of liquid inside. Was this the thing we were looking for? I messed around with it a bit, trying to unseal its contents safely. Dryad jabbed me with her elbow, a signal we weren't out of the woods yet. I darted from my surroundings and the object as I followed her out. All of a sudden, the orb popped, covering me in grey gunk. No idea what it was, only that it felt uncomfortably tepid.

We made it to an elevator door, when the dream started collapsing. I did my best to cling onto the environment, to no avail.

Dream re-entry five minutes later.

Dream 2 - TOTY Task Attempt - City Sneak and Graveyard Skulk


Scene 1 - Alleyway Suit-Up
The visuals were dim. Dream re-entry. I was standing in the middle of a run-down urban street, neon lights blinking under a starless sky. I resume the task, when I remember a crucial mistake from my last attempt: I wasn't in costume. I look to my person, to find I was already in my gear (black leather touring suit, combat boots, gloves, and biker helmet). In this dream, my clothes were also studded with spiky metal rivets, especially at the shoulders and in my glove's knuckles. Anyway, I call out to Dryad, who, appearing as she did above, again accompanied me once again.

Past an alleyway, I notice an office tower, the largest and least dilapidated site in the area. I make my way there sounding more sneak-theme music along the way. Halfway through, the scene warp.

Scene 2 - Zombie at the Mausoleum
Similar visuals. I was at the rusted cast-iron gates of a graveyard during an eerie, foggy night. The branches of dead trees fluttered in a cold wind. Lucky for me, my partner wasn't lost in this transition.

We continue past crumbling headstones, when, from the mist, a figure shambles towards us. It was a zombie, a long-desiccated husk of its former self, suit in tatters. Wasting no time, I tackle the thing to the ground, which de-animated the undead for good.

A short distance further, we spot a small mausoleum, the only structure of its kind in this dreary site. We guessed the entrance to an underground lair must be hidden inside. I shuddered to think what horrors would await us beneath. Such uncertainty causes the dream to fade away.

Dream re-entry attempt, with no luck. WILD attempt, but I doze off roughly ten minutes in.

Dream 3 - TOTY Task Attempt - Secret Office Basement

Scene 1 - Another Annoying Awareness
The visuals were slightly blurred. FA in an altered version of the upstairs bedroom at the far end. The mattress was closer to the door, and there were small tables that didn't belong there.

While looking around half-asleep, the door suddenly opened. Several relatives barged in succession, pestering me in some way or another. I could only groan in frustration as they chattered and made nuisances of themselves.

Pondering things further let me realize all these oddities, and thus, the dream state. I waved them goodbye, against some of their protests, as I jumped backwards into the closet. Warp.

Scene 2 - Office Raider 2 - Underground
Similar visuals as above. I was in the lobby of an ordinary office building, the walls colored in an unpleasant yellow. Resuming the task, I looked down, and found I was already in costume. I called out to Dryad, who immediately loomed in from behind.

With the groundwork set up, we went on to explore the site. I arrive at an empty teller's desk, when, suddenly, a commotion from the nearest exit. Two guards, each armed with military arms and faces concealed by balaclavas, were charging towards us.2 In turn, I rushed them Just as they fired, I shrunk myself down to a few inches in height, avoiding their shots. I weaved past their heels behind them, whereupon I restored my size to dropkick one of them at the back of the neck. The other turned to counter, but I shrunk once more. In response, he tried stomping me. I jumped under easily, upon which I restored my size to give a devastating uppercut square in his groin.

Both security officers were down, but a dozen more or so were arriving. There seemed to be no end to them. I was ready to throw myself into the fray, but Dryad stepped ahead to stop me. "I'll handle them. Now go.", she demanded. With no time to argue, I nodded, and left her behind. I glanced back, to see her arms erupt into tentacle-like vines, the wriggling mass fully constraining the entrance those mercenaries were using. For the time being, I could only hope she'd hold her own.

At a nearby wall, I noticed an odd looking vent. I flew there, and tried shrinking myself down to be able to squeeze through the grates. It took significantly more effort to reduce myself, at least 30 seconds in all. Anyway, I start running through the ducts, then chose to hover when I found I wasn't picking up much speed.

A minute in, I spot an opening to an underground site. By a glance, it look like a poorly lit metro subway station, though I'd sincere doubts such a place would be built directly underneath an office building. Surely, this must've been a secret bunker or such. I fall through a grate, and restored my size. It felt liberating to be away from those ducts. From above, I spotted a guard patrolling a catwalk. I stuck very close to the shadow of the walls as I crept around a corner. A wide set of steps was ahead, atop which was an open space. There, some dining tables were set up, tiki torches decorating the perimeter. A small group of figures were gathered, each wearing expensive dresses and suits. A couple in their late fifties almost spotted me, but I shrunk just in the nick of time to avoid their view. Once they were distracted in conversation, I hurried under their table, then rushed around another corner well away from the diners.

Now, I found at the entrance of a tunnel, a mysterious blue light glowing in the distance. I took a few steps in, when the dream began vanishing. I awakened shortly after.

Created Friday 08 October 2021

Got three LDs (well, maybe two-and-a-half) plus a dream to note. Quite a haul. Although I'm reluctant to do so, I'm gonna keep the entry practically in its completion No point keeping things bottled up forever...

Spoiler for NSFW - Implicit naughty things:

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Vaguely recall riding around in a forest. I get aware, I fly out of the moving vehicle. This LD didn't last long.

Dream 1 - School Subway Station False Awareness

The visuals were slightly blurred. I was in a subway station. Folding tables and seats were spread throughout the walkways, where I was seated. So too were a bunch of teenage kids. I "recalled" we were in a history class, of which had to be moved in this public transit area due to budget cuts. For related reasons, our primary teacher was unavailable (figured she was on strike, or something). Thus our having a substitute, dark haired, light skinned middle aged lady in dressed in black.

A few minutes in, the other students and I were handed a worksheet on early 20th century history. The teacher starts giving a lecture on such. But, I'm bored out of my wits, so much so that I drop my head on the table and fall asleep. Although the teacher sounded fairly annoyed, she continued her lesson without further delay.

During my nap, I figure out how unlikely this scenario was. I thus gained false awareness (lacked presence of mind to be truly lucid). Of course, I shrink myself down to a few inches, whereupon I run around making a nuisance of myself. I catch the attention of a passerby, a blonde gal wearing a blouse and skirt, but she was too young for my tastes. So, I warped her appearance until she was of more suitable age (maybe a bit older than intended, at least eight years older than I, but no matter). The lady chases after me for sport. I try dodging between her ankles, but shes seizes me quickly. She places me at eye level, scrutinizing the tiny figure in her hands. She questioned what I was even planning, which I admitted I was just enjoying myself. In response, she opted to do likewise, the insinuation being that it would be entirely at my expense.

It's then the giantess pretends to try to eat me, clamping her teeth just inches from me. Even then, I get spooked enough to try to placate her. I fire a slow, arcing wave of energy, soothing her to the core. She's so impressed, she states she'll keep me for "a little while". Uh oh. Not what I was expecting.

This scene repeats several times. In later instances, the giantess actually tries to eat me. She gets as far as gnawing on my shoulder, when I again try assuaging her with soothing energy. Even then, she claimed she'll still eat me eventually. as she reckoned such energies would magnify upon my being digested completely.

Don't recall how, but I awaken a few minutes later.

Dream 2 - Palm Dryad's Embrace

Dreamlet to lucid dream. The visuals were mostly clear. I was floating in a cloudy blue sky. Upon feeling cold winds, I was sure I'd successfuly phased into a dream state. I could never get enough of it...

A minute in, I decide to land, and ponder my next move. I find myself in a field of clovers many acres wide, suburban houses bordering miles away. Things got a bit unstable. I brush at the plants thoroughly to keep in things in check. With that settled, I decide to try and dilate time. I call out to the dream to grant my wish. Instead of such a request, time beings moving in fast forward. All around me, rows of clovers sprout, grow, wither, and rot, and the cycle would begin anew. This, in the span of just a few seconds. Similarly too, did a one-story, cool colored house ahead of me (which somehow was displaced to be just a few dozen yards away). I watched as it crumbled from disuse, only to be suddenly remodeled. Its last form was a bit taller than initially. More pertinently, a bunch of devices were sticking out of the roof and front walls, each primarily made of some unknown ceramic polymer. Was this the future? Or rather, what I perceive the future would look like? Although not what I intended, I was very much enthralled by the experience.

Around then, other urges get the better of me. I look around for any intriguing figures. It's then I spot a palm tree haphazardly placed nearby. On closer appearance, the palm had a feminine figure. All of a sudden, the tree warps its appearance, and begins moving towards me. It now had the likeness of a woman, impossibly lithe, and similarly tall. Her head was (quite literally) an oversized coconut, palm leaves brushed back as if long hair. Despite lacking a face, she could speak.

The dryad catches me in her limbs, holding me high in a tight embrace. Her "skin" was fuzzy and rough, just as would be expected of a palm. However, it was also comfortably warm. The nymph topples me into the ground. A very... wild, primal experience ensues.

But, minutes into the act, the dryad gives me a dire warning. "I cannot control myself much longer. Leave while you can, or I shall devour you.", she bellows. I didn't pay much heed, not that I needed to. That is, until her head cracked open, forming itself into a maw of jagged thorns. It wasn't a conventionally pretty sight. But, such danger, no matter how terrifying, proved, for a lack of a better word, enticing. I wasn't going to escape. Even after the monstrous dryad made earnest attempts at chomping at me, I made only the most necessary efforts to avoid her.

We went on until the dream faded. Re-entry a few minutes later.

Dream 3 - Specimen Cage Match

The visuals were dim. Dream re-entry into the void. I allowed myself top sink deeper, during which I think of tasks, settling for the superhero one.

Warp a minute in, I land on a darkened space. Cold, diamond-plated steel composed most of the room. At two sides were wide, hardened glass windows. Blue lights blinked from a malfunctioning terminal behind the window furthest from me. Many of the surfaces were in similar states of disrepair, if not outright cracked and dented. No doubt, some violent encounter (or series of such) occurred here. This gave the atmosphere of an abandoned sci-fi lab, and that I'd been trapped within a "specimen cage". Was the hero organization reduced to this, I wondered? Forced underground in the remnants of its former greatness? This didn't bode well...

In any case, I projected the shadow flames, which soon left behind most of my gear. Only thing missing was my left glove, which was instead replaced with a disposable blue latex glove. No matter, moving on. I then called out to my teammate/opponent, who I was sure was lurking nearby. Indeed, as soon as I did, a figure emerged from the shadows. To my surprise, it was the dryad from the previous dream. She wasn't anywhere near as tall or inhumanly thin (if still wiry), though her blank face and hair of palm leaves left no mistake with whom I beheld.

Without delay, I goaded her to a fight. The dryad slunk back to the darkest corner in an attempt to lay an ambush. Just as she'd vanished from view, she sprang forth. But, the attack was easily telegraphed, and I pushed her aside. Again and again, the tree spirit tried the same trick, to no avail. Eventually, I struck back with a five punch combo. As she flinched, I shrunk myself, ran beneath her feet, then restored my size from behind, where I hit her with a double neck chop. This maneuver KO'd the being in an instant.

Was this victory? If it was, it certainly was a hollow one. For one, there was no one else to spectate. More importantly, there seemed to be a serious mis-match in ability. There was no contest, no challenge. No stake at all. It just wasn't a satisfying conclusion.

As my mood darkened, so too did the dream. I woke up shortly after.

Created Monday 20 September 2021

Got one LD to share from a few days ago. It took some effort, but it was more than worth it!

Dream 1 - Task of the Year 2021

The visuals were initially dim and slightly blurred. I was walking down a wilderness road during late dusk. Old train tracks intersected the dirt path several yards ahead. Further still, far into the horizon, flickered the vibrant, spinning lights of amusement park rides. At least two familiar figures were with me, though I didn't identify them.

It didn't take long to realize the dream state. I instantly launch myself skywards to begin the next TOTY. This time, I make sure to get my costume. I mutter a quick chant: "Through the Shadow Flames, I am FireFlyMan." It took three times to get results, upon which black fire roiled on my skin, leaving behind my appropriate gear (a black leather touring suit, gloves, etc.).

I look intently for the Superhero HQ, when the dream starts wavering into a black void. Wasn't easy to tell if I was awake or not. I wait patiently, looking for an opportunity. A minute later, a faint light appears. I force it closer, warping the scene.

Coming to, I find myself in the courtyard of a building complex, walls made of solid concrete blocks. Great ferns adorned much of the space, dampening a bright sun's beams. Looked kinda like a small college campus. Yet again, this wasn't a place that screamed "superhero", but oh well.

No one was in the immediate vicinity. I looked around, and stumble upon a white canvas canopy, splayed widely, yet supported by nothing but a single pole. I pass a wall by it, where I find a figure lurching behind a wall: a stout, haggard old woman, weather-worn dress and light hair frazzled under a rag flagrant signs of a destitute lifestyle. Still, I'd a mysterious sense she had a significant role in all this. And so, I asked her where I can sign up for the superhero team. She says nothing, but points back to the canopy. When I look back, I find a simple plastic stall waiting. I thanked her, and hurry there.

On the stall lay small forms, the fields asking for name, date, and signature. Using a nearby pen, I write as such, but before signing, I notice I put my real name. I glance back at that field, and see it actually asked for a "CoO" name, or "Character of Origin" name (whatever that's supposed to mean). Anyway, I crumpled the form, and got another one, only to see this wasn't the correct type. Worried, I sift through more, but couldn't find the correct form. Eventually, they became blank vertical-format cue cards. I grumbled "screw it", and decided to use that.

It's then I remembered I needed to finish an initiation. Suddenly, I heard both my brothers speaking over my shoulder, each pointing out other objects on the stall. I then spot a large ticket, bordered black with balloon and confetti patterns. A bunch of text was in the center, including a lot of disclaimers. Of that which wasn't the latter, I skimmed through. Said something like: "Congratulations... something something... thanks for joining... blah blah... ranks of heroes... yadda yadda... bring ticket... murmur... training starts at..." Those last words were confirmation enough: signing up was the initiation.

With that settled, I resumed writing. But, as it so happened, the pen ran out of ink. Frantically, I scrambled to get a mechanical pencil nearby. Simultaneously, one of my bros began poking me with such a device to annoy me. That, or to alert me of a line of people that were suddenly waiting behind me. The dream's way of creating a distraction, no doubt. I scribbled down my hero name, a random date, and my signature. Just when I thought I was done, my bro nitpicks me on that the date jotted down ended with "2011". I erase it, then write down another date, which happened to be 03/07/21. Good enough, I thought. I then smashed my form into a drop box nearby.

I take a long moment to reflect. Upon review, I figure I missed nothing. This gets me to celebrate with a tune. "I did it! I finished the initiation!", I sang petulantly.

By this point, the dream begins glaring. I hesitate to point the old lady out to my brothers. "Hey, I think there's more to her than meets the eye.", I murmur to them. It seemed my bros were uncertain of such. Before I could hear their full response, the dream collapses.

Created Friday 20 August 2021

Got an LD and some fragments today.

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Various dreams about being at work. There was a terribly long backlog of th

False lucid dream (I "knew" it was a dream state, but lacked true awareness). I launched myself into outer space. I cruise through a few solar systems. I also fly into a nebula, where my view was obstructed by space dust.

Dream 1 - August/September TOTM 2021 Advanced Task I

The visuals were a bit dim. I was in the backseat of a van on the road. My younger brother was driving, while mom, my niece, and someone else were in the passenger's seats. Heavy rain obscured the roads cutting through suburban shopping centers around us.

Feeling tired, I lay down to take a nap. I notice some "hypnagogic sensations", including sounds similar to wind and chimes. I concentrate for a WILD attempt, only to get interrupted by my niece whining about something. Burying my head in the seat, I make another go. Once again, more interruptions, this time through my younger brother blasting the stereo with music (pretty sure it was Sonic Adventure music). Groaning, I seat myself up, and forgo further attempts.

I look out at the rain, disappointed. That when I start noticing how peculiarly groggy I'm feeling. I think this over, but couldn't justify how that's such. This brings me very close to awareness. I open the nearest door. The pavement below scrolled by rapidly. Seeing as much made me hesitant to exit. I take a deep breath, tell myself this was most likely an illusion, and take the plunge. It was a bumpy landing, but I notice I was somehow able to keep up with a moving van. Proof enough I was indeed dreaming.

Satisfied, I wave the others away, and launch myself to the storm clouds. Things deteriorate into a grey void. I quickly think of a task. The superhero task was first in mind, though I sensed I probably didn't have time to try that. So, I instead try one of the TOTM's.

"All right, dream", I call out. "Show me the greatest musical experience!"

A few seconds later, I notice jazzy music sounding in the distance. As it becomes clearer, I identify it as a song from Cuphead. Pretty good, for sure, though I was looking for something unheard of. Several more Cuphead tracks played, much to my disappointment.

I almost give up, when finally, I hear an unfamiliar piece. This starts with a horn duet playing a tense, dissonant tune. It was an amateurish performance at best, neither tempo nor pitch remaining steady for significant lengths of time. But then, an entire big band ensemble accompanied the song. In contrast to the horn duet, the rest of the band were real pros. Such a juxtaposition only added to the tension. A really curious, thought-provoking piece, indeed.

At that moment, I found myself walking through a vast sound studio. I could see the band, each standing/seated behind a mic set, playing their respective instruments. The two horn players were in the center, while the other instrumentalists surrounded them in a box formation. Everyone there were dressed in expensive suits.

About a minute later, the song goes into a percussion solo. The drummers played a low, quick beat on their cymbals. There were occasional crescendo's, though it was never played loudly. Following that was a bass solo. Oddly, the "bass" was actually a viola. The player, a middle-aged light skinned woman, plucked the instrument with great disinterest as it stood on its own chair. The song seemed to end there. But, the silence breaks with a sudden, blaring crash. With the song over, the musicians celebrate with cheers, hoots, whistles, and handshakes all round.

The dream collapsed shortly after.

Created Thursday 12 August 2021

If I dreamed like this every day, I'd be the happiest guy on Earth.

Spoiler for Lots of text:

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Attack on Titan dream. Something about some Scout Corps recruits screwing up badly. It would've caused a complete operational failure, had not their superiors picked up their slack.

In an unknown, dimly lit apartment suite, the space only one big room (no partitions or inner walls and such).My bro Gusman was around. I start rambling on about random things, including Sonic. In my half-sleepy daze, I start throwing trinkets into a fireplace.

Dream 1 - Cooky Hero Castle

Scene 1 - Big Banquet, Big Hostess
The visuals were quite blurred. FA in bed. Feeling dazed, I once again start muttering about random things. It's then that Gusman (who happened to be there) interrupts with some gripes. He complains that not only did I talk in my sleep, but that I act out my dreams IRL. In fact, he notes that I do such regularly. I don't help matters by getting up to wrestle with him awkwardly, against his wishes.

Steadily, as I stave off my half-asleep delirium, I have some feelings this isn't real. I start becoming aware, when suddenly, a gigantic finger stamps down nearby. Yup, definitely a dream. Waving Gusman goodbye, I cling on the massive digit, whereupon I get pulled up into a void.

When I come to, I'm face-to-face with a gigantic, bespectacled light skinned woman in her late 30's, long black hair tied in a simple tail, and dressed in a fancy blue ball gown. For some time, we only stare at each other in mutual bewilderment.

"Oh, uh... am I interrupting something?", I ask nervously. I glance down at a fancy huge banquet table, banquet spread included.

The giantess takes a moment to respond. "Um... I suppose I can have you for dinner...", she mutters to herself.

I'm then gently lowered on to the table, set between a cup of tea, and a bowl of soup. Near the bowl, I notice other human-sized figures meandering around. Guessed they too were guests. But, I pondered our hostesses word choice. Maybe we weren't guests after all? This might not end well...

Warp.

Scene 2 - Garuda and the Game Show Hero Castle
The visuals were a bit blurred., though it improves over time. I was in an unknown kitchen. Some confused thoughts almost made me lose awareness, but I regained composure quickly.

Some bossy little girl stamps towards me. She demands I clean this thing, fetch that, and do other menial stuff for her. Ignoring her yacking, I think to either return to the previous scene, or complete a task. I pursuit the latter.

Calling to the dream, I ask to be taken to Superhero HQ. Just then, a figure from above seizes me by my arms. I looked up, and see a bulked-up luchador in blue spandex and boots. His mask, likewise blue, was that of a hawk.

"Who're you?", I asked.

"Garuda.", he responds, his voice deeper than even his size would indicate. It's then I noticed that not only could he move his "mask's" mouth, but that he also possessed great wings under his arms. Seems he wasn't wearing a mask after all...

Before I could say anything, the bird-man begins dragging me out of the area. Below me, that little girl clings on to me defiantly, adamant that I finish her chores. I simply wave her off, as Garuda launches us off into a grey void. I almost lost hold of the dream, but imagining a grey sky fixed that.

"So...", I continue from before. "Are we heading to Superhero HQ?"

"That's right. We'll arrive shortly."

True to word, the shadow of a vast structure looming over a seaside cliff draws near. On closer look, I find it was am 18th century German castle, like something out of a Disney movie. The clouds disperse dramatically, revealing a violet dusk sky. Soon, I'm dropped off at the front steps, double doors ahead.

"The rest is up to you.", Garuda says. "Good luck." With a nod, the eagle man flies out of view.

Sighing nervously, I swing open the doors, and enter inside. Rather than an aristocratic place, I find myself in the lobby of a fancy office building. There wasn't anyone around, not even at the reception desk. So, I let myself into a door behind said reception area. This lead me into an office room. Only, some large, velvet colored vinyl partitions covered much of the space. Behind that, I could more-or-less see a figure seated behind a mahogany desk. This was a middle aged black lady with red lipstick. She was dressed in a blue power suit, and her hair was puffed in a Thatcher-esque cut.

"Er... is this where I take the initiation test?", I ask uncertainly.

The woman gives an unimpressed nod. "Here's the deal. If you can make it behind here without using powers, breaking these panels, or pulling them out of place, you'll be part of our organization."

I had a bunch of questions. But, the woman's disapproving stare, even behind those covers, convinced me that I had to finish quick. So, I hurry out another exit to the left of me.

Now, I found myself in a dimly lit vast space, a series of steel ramps and walkways winding chaotically all over the place. This made things seem more like a game show challenge or somesuch. Almost fittingly, a jazz arranged version of the Super Mario Bros overworld sounds in the background. I go up a ramp, which lead to a bridge high up, which itself twists into a spiral slide. I was take to a fork, the choice another upward ramp, or a narrow slide into dark depths. I take the latter. The deeper I went, the more I lost sight of my surroundings. I wondered how someone with a big belly could've squeeze through this part of the structure, and whether it was safe to have such a thing. Of course, I waved off such illusory concerns.

For a moment, it felt as if the ride stopped. But, only at the last second did I realize I was pulled into a sheer drop. My gut wrenched as a fell. Quite intense, but also fun after the fact. Such repeated a few times. Eventually, the path illuminates in purple light. I find myself staring at a grand aquarium.5 Huge, scaleless fish winded in the amethyst waters between towers of orange-white patterned coral. I would've enjoyed this sight for much longer, though I couldn't stop myself from sliding even deeper.

Once again, it was pitch blackness. I felt myself losing grasp of the dream. After a few more steep drops, I'm slid into a supine position. Soon, I find myself wide awake.

Created Friday 30 July 2021

I should really post here more often... Anyway, I have just enough time to post my dreams from yesterday.

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At home during night time. I go upstairs, and find an old computer with a CRT screen activated in the hallway. My cousin, Finn, was using it. He was playing Fire Emblem, his favorite game. But, on closer look, it was the untranslated version Monsho no Nazo ( a title I'm quite sure he never played before). He mentioned his mages having terrible physical attack stats and weapons, which caused him to miss a staff that would've been dropped by an enemy armored knight. Again, several more things that made me raise my eyebrow.

Vaguely recall flying from parking to parking lot. I was frantically looking for something, but I can't say what.

Barely remember flying under the bridge of a Roman aqueduct.

Walking around an unknown kitchen, square white granite counter standing in the center, isolated from cupboard-lined walls in the distance. Beyond that was total darkness. I get aware. I shrink myself, and jump on the counter. Soon, a figure steps in, a thin, auburn haired woman in her thirties dressed in a leaf-patterned faded blue gown. She was perturbed to see a tiny person on her furniture, and walks away muttering to herself.


Dream 1 - Lighting the Floor Task

Various unknown scenes before this point, during which I'd gained awareness. The visuals were a bit blurred. I was in an unknown house, the floor large white tiles, and all the furniture upholstered with brown and black patterns. I myself wore jeans, a white tee shirt, and similarly colored sneakers

Basic Task i came to mind. To set the mood, I begin sounding Billie Jean, to which I began strutting dramatically. As expected, the surrounding space dims, while the floor tiles lit up wherever I stepped. However, unlike the music video, these illuminated into electric-themed patterns, from lighting bolts, to sparks, and arrays of electric waves. After a few steps. the light show haphazardly stopped. I looped the song back, and repeated this process. But with each instance, I could only take fewer and fewer steps, and eventually, the lights stopped appearing. A bit disappointing, but oh well. Task complete.

Don't recall how this ended. I wake up a minute later.


Dream 2 - Cloud Contact

The visuals were slightly blurred. I was in the lobby of an office building, supposedly a new workplace of mine. A fake palm tree stood near the receptionist's desk. Omar was nearby, while a bunch of young adults were walking around hurriedly in the area.

Soon, one of my current bosses, Lambert, dressed in his usual business casual wear, walks by. He approaches and fiddles with some radio controls. Just then, fire alarms begin to sound. People grumble something about a fire drill, though I sensed this was something more serious.

And so, a large group of us go down a long hallway towards a back exit. Yet, the people ahead of me hesitate to step out when they notice large storm clouds outside. On closer look, the clouds were very, very low to the sky, a phenomenon I point out to Omar. Just then, a section of nimbus dives at floor level, and seeps into door. More peculiarly, the vapors stop just inches away from the startled onlookers. Curious, I reach out to feel the cloud. It was frigid, damp, but also tingly. Jonathan warned against keeping my hand there, lest I get shocked by static electricity. Another person blurted out the cloud was sapient. I wondered the possibility...

Don't recall how this ended.

Dream 3 - Dragon Ball - Battle and Chase

The visuals were slightly blurred. I was in the Dragon Ball world, flying high in the yellow-clouds. Already aware by this point.

From the start, I was fighting with the supposed latest villain, a gaunt old man dressed in a toga, his skin rust red and mustache grey and ridiculously bushy. He was wary to take me on head-to head. I had to chase him around in the skies, firing a volley of golden energy blasts his way. One hit true, and sent him crashing into an array of spectacularly tall pillars.

While he recovered, I charged at him, only to get clocked upside my head. The villain pummels me, then tosses me to the depths. He follows me down elbow-first.

However, I quickly regain composure, and, with a flick of my wrist, shoot a surprise energy shot. The mustachioed villain fails to dodge. In that instant, he's blown to pieces.

The dream collapses shortly after.

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Another DB related dream. A bunch of previous villains were giant sized, and chasing around other smaller villains and heroes alike. Semi-aware, I blow up the entire dream out of displeasure.

Dream 4 - Vast Cruel Destroyer

Dreamlet to dream, from which I retain awareness. The visuals were slightly blurred. I was floating over the streets of a suburban area, clear blue sky above.

Soon, I stumble upon a frighteningly vast nude figure reclining on the streets: a thin woman, hair long and light brown, and most poignantly , spanning many city blocks in length. The giantess casually stamped her fingers on helpless people beneath her, merely to stave off boredom. Ambivalence left me motionless for some time. But eventually, I could endure this cruelty no longer.

"Uh uh. Not in this dream!", I exclaimed to myself.

Flying high into the blue, I then shoot an energy dart at the evil giant woman to get her attention, striking her lower spine. But, I only succeed in pinching her. The giantess, grumbling, gazes down at other figures beneath her, whom she blamed for her discomfort. Unfortunately, they were promptly squished under her thumb. Whoops. No time to mess 'round, I guess. From my finger, I fired a dark red laser, honed down to the size of a pin. The beam pierces her foot, blood immediately spraying from the talus and sole. With a great shriek, the colossal woman faints from shock.

Things get hazy. I lost lucidity. The dream loops several times, during which I had no involvement. I wake up about a minute later.

Created Friday 02 July 2021

Got two WILDs and some scraps today. Pretty good, even if I didn't succeed at any tasks.

Dream 1 - Another Search for the Hero Training Facility - Part 1

The visuals were slightly blurred. WILD transition. I was running through a highway, the road winding through grassy hill lands, a clear sunny sky above. It takes a moment to notice any sounds, and to feel the hard asphalt below. I almost distracted myself by humming music, but I snapped out of that trance just as quickly.

At this time, I think of the superhero tasks. Which, of course, means I needed my costume. I look at my right hand, and begin chanting:

"Through the shadow flame, I become FireFlyMan!"

Despite my enthusiasm, nothing seemed to happen. That was a bit concerning. No matter. I kept moving.

A few minutes later, I climbed a particularly steep incline. That's when I felt a tingling sensation running through my skin. I look at my hand, to find black smoke rising, which soon roiled into dark flames. This conflagration subsided as quickly as it arrived. In it's place, I found I was wearing a black leather touring suit, as well as gloves and an armored chestpiece of similar material. My costume! I even had my helmet, which I noticed upon tapping it on my head.

With that settled, I hurried onward. Two minutes later, I stumble upon a large, grey colored office building, the only structure within miles. Couldn't have been a coincidence. I rush into a side entrance. The interior was built entirely of laminated granite, from its walls, to its furnishings. Potted trees lined its hallways and waiting room.

The lower floors were peculiarly empty. I hurry up a flight of stairs, which ends abruptly at around level four. Several paces ahead of me was a huge reception area. Although empty, there was a speaker system behind the desk. As I approached, a voice spoke out.

"Can I help you?", said a garbled, exasperated female voice.

"Uh, I'm here for the Super Hero League?", I responded uncertainly.

"Take a number and follow the arrow."

A blinking light alerted me to a ticket machine, and printed ticket, nearby. The machine also had an arrow pointing left. About seven meters away at that direction was a large video screen. A walkthrough for some kind of medieval themed real-time strategy game1 was on. Or rather, the game itself was running, as I just noticed arcade-style controls below. For a moment, I mess around with it, and almost get engrossed. I only stop when I notice the dream fading. I wrench myself away, and hurry back to the reception area.

"I want to join the Super Hero League.", I say more urgently. "Can I get there?"

The voice responds hesitantly for a moment. "Um... Sure. Go right ahead."

Suddenly, the speaker's panels splits apart, mechanisms hissing from within. In time, it takes on the form of a wide, circular surface. As I try making sense of this, I'm instantly sucked into it. I find myself descending into a void. Innumerable mauve portals stood around me, spiraling endlessly.

When I came to, I was awake.

Dream 2 - Another Search for the Hero Training Facility - Part 2

The visuals were quite blurred. WILD transition. I found myself in front of an office building during daytime. Said building wasn't unlike the one above. As such, I hurry inside.

In this instance, a number of figures were meandering about. They were each CGI people, and, humorously enough, dressed in medieval clothes and armor.2 I asked around to find where I can try out for the Superhero League. Most folk (all of whom talked via text) pointed me to someone else, who then had me ask yet another person. Not very helpful.

This runaround kept going on for a few minutes. Eventually, I was told to look at the driveway outside. There, I finally met with a non-CGI figure, a short, balding middle aged guy with dark hair and olive skin, dressed in office casual wear. I likewise ask him where I could find the Superhero League. Turning away from me, the man walks towards a fancy red sedan parked nearby. He opens the trunk, then glances back at me.

"This way", he finally responds, and vocally, no less.

I approach for a better look. All of a sudden, I'm vacuumed into the vehicle's trunk. Guess that happened again. I'm sent falling into a black void. The dream collapses shortly afterwards.

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FA in an unknown location. I'm assailed by uncomfortable vibrations. There's unrecognizable voices echoing around me.

Walking around a suburban street during daytime. I stumble upon Android 21 from DBFZ. She teases about a time that she turned me into candy and ate me. I didn't find this very funny; indeed, I "recalled" being horrified by the experience.

Created Wednesday 05 May 2021

Got just enough time to post this dream loop from Wednesday.

Dream 1 - Department Store Sprawl Loop

Scene 1 - Ineffective Department
The visuals were slightly dim. WILD transition in bed.

I roll off the mattress, and walk out of my bedroom. Suddenly, I find myself in a mall's department store, a place illuminated by subdued yellow lights. There wasn't much organization in how things were arranged; products were sprawled out haphazardly in large wire boxes. About twenty or so people were browsing about.

Soon, I made attempts at conjuring D (a recurring DC), first with a thought, then by trying to reform surfaces in her image. But, nothing came of this. I next tried summoning my super-hero costume as part of the TOTY. I look to and from my person. Again, no results; I was still in my bedclothes.

Things got unstable. I clung on to surfaces to keep in state, but couldn't keep from slipping out of the dream.

Scene 2 - TOTY 2021 Task ii
Similar visuals. I manage a re-entry back in bed. Like before, I walk out into a department store practically similar to the one above, if with slight adjustments. To keep stability, I walk quickly, while also focusing when I make contact on any surfaces.

Once again, I try conjuring my superhero costume, without effect. So instead, I turn to my surroundings. Certainly, there's worse places to find such a thing than a department store. I reach for a nearby rack, where I happened to pull out a black garbage liner. Not what I was looking for. Still, I wrapped it around my shoulder, expecting it would change later on.

After some more sifting, I found a pair of black leather touring pants. Perfect. I donned it immediately. I briefly turned my attention to my torso, when I found that, instead of a trash bag, I was wearing a black leather jacket, deep pockets lined at the midsection. Not quite a touring jacket, but close enough. I then look down, and noticed my having black leather low top hiking boots. Again, not exactly what I wore last time, but acceptable. Next was a helmet. By happenstance, my hand was already digging through a nearby rack. I pull out what what I had, and, surprise surprise, it was a black motorcycle helmet. It had no skull print, though I ain't complaining. Despite the dark tint on its visor, wearing it didn't really affect my vision. All I was missing was a set of gloves, but I decided I'd gloss that over for the moment.

Now, with that settled, I rush off, isolating myself at a far off wall. There, I saw my reflection on a window. To my confusion, the image was of my wearing bedclothes yet again. I look at a different window, and saw my costume, only, it was superimposed on my own form. Thought it best to ignore these illusions.

As per the task, I call out to the dream to grant me powers. Soon, my own voice echoed in my mind.

"Uh... you can shrink, and... fly, I guess?", the voice stammered.

Almost there. Calming my nerves, I try using my super powers. It took only seconds to fly, though for the moment, I opted only to hover a few inches off the ground. I then concentrated to shrink down. Steadily, my surroundings became larger and larger, until I was only inches in height.

At my new size, I could slide through an indent between the floor and wall. Upon doing so, I found myself in a poorly lit bathroom, floating over a pair toilet stalls. The voices of male voices boomed in the distance, their footsteps rumbling louder as they approached. This was my cue to get out of here. I allowed myself to wake up briefly, feeling satisfied at a task well done.

Scene 3 - Where's Dimwit?
Similar visuals. Another re-entry, this time starting already in the above-mentioned department store. On a lark, I opted to look around for other DV superheroes. But as I strolled around, I noticed the store was peculiarly empty. I called out for Dimwit (the only hero that came to mind at the moment), though nothing seemed to happen. Ah, well. I casually resumed my jaunt until the dream collapsed again.

Scene 4 - Willing Bloodbag
Similar visuals. Re-entry. I was back in the department store, only now, I was in a long hallway much further than where I was in previous scenes.

I make my way down the corridor, when suddenly, I'm accosted from behind by a figure. Turning around, I find this was a slender Asiatic woman, black hair short, and dressed in a grey sleeping gown. More tellingly, her skin was inhumanly pale.

"C'mon. This way.", she commands in a curt tone, as if we were already well acquainted. I kinda understood where this was going.

Anyway, I allow the stranger to sequester the both of us into the nearest exit. Incidentally, this was a cramped bedroom, space only enough for a single-sized mattress and a small cabinet.

I return my attention to the pale woman, to be met by a desperate gaze and bared fangs. If I weren't aware, I might've actually been flustered. I brushed aside my would-be assailant, leaving her thoroughly confused. I step closer, and spoke.

"Calm down", I begin saying softly. "Take a deep breath. Now, start again, slowly."

Tilting my head back, I calmly leave myself exposed. The vampire was initially hesitant, but eventually, she heeds my words to the letter.

Slowly, subtly, I felt her fangs piercing my throat. Her teeth dug deep, yet I felt no pain. As time draws on, I sensed myself becoming abnormally cold. Still, this experience was oddly soothing...

The undead lady ends her feast about a minute later, much sooner than expected. She looks up, her eyes bright with satisfaction. As a show of gratitude, she pulls me in a tight embrace.

I lose awareness. Various unknown scenes after this. Don't recall how this ends.

Created Monday 08 March 2021

Got a nice DILD and a WILD combo today.

Spoiler for 1.2k+ words:

Dream 1 - Fire Battler Hunt

Various forgotten scenes before this point. The visuals were mostly clear.I was walking through a hallway in what appeared to be an office building, both lighting and constructions warm in color. Arabia's theme from Civilization VI was sounding in the background, and continues for most of this experience. By this point, I acknowledged the dream being as such. And yet, I lacked the presence to have true awareness.

Through this false lucidity, I pursue TOTMs. I hurry through an elevator hall in search of a ceiling fan. Suddenly, powerful winds sends me spinning in the air. Before I knew it, I'm thrown down an exposed elevator shaft.

Coming to, I find myself descending slowly outdoors. I fall into a wide plains of uneven grass, a starless night sky in the horizon. Almost immediately, I'm alerted to a commotion 30 meters away from me. Hiding behind a few boulders and tall grass, I observe closer. It seemed two figures were locked in battle. One fighter was a shaved, athletically built middle aged man dressed in a tanktop and cargo pants. The other combatant was living fire in the shape of a faceless female, a jagged trail of orange flames for hair, and hips unequivocally wide.

Much of the bout was choreographed as if from a fighting game. For instance, the fighters would get stunned when hit, a combo meter appeared during consecutive hits, and attacks could juggle a pugilist, among other elements. In the final sequence, the flame woman performed a super move, which started as a flurry of attacks (including air juggles). Later, she grew about 1.5x her size, after which she jumped up, then dove down in a senton drop. She repeated this again and again, dropping from a higher distance each time. Bad news for her opponent...

At this moment, I recalled having fallen asleep a moment ago. This helped me gain true awareness. I think of tasks to do. The ceiling fan one seemed out of the question. Yet, I couldn't recall any others. So, I conjured a list to jog my memory. On it was printed a supposed advanced task that read as follows: "Perform a stealth kill on a monster with only a single shot." Well, seemed legit.

With a flick of my wrist, I conjured a semi-auto hunting rifle w/scope. Next, I took aim at the flame woman (which I supposed qualified as a monster). Tracking her was quite difficult, given that she was still bouncing off her opponent. Didn't help that the scope was magnified excessively. Taking a deep breath, I slowed things down to "bullet-time". Carefully, steadily, I lined my sights right at the side of her head...

Just then, I felt myself in bed. The dream collapsed shortly after.

Dream 2 - Whirlwind Fan and Clay Pot Statuette

Scene 1 - March 2021 Basic Task i
The visuals were dim. WILD transition in bed. A Feel Deep Inside by T-Square was sounding in the background.

Noticed I had trouble moving. Choosing to remain in state, I turned to the ceiling fan as per the TOTM. As expected, it was already in motion. It steadily spun faster. Interestingly, it even achieving the stroboscopic effect. Anyway, the blades continued rotating, even after they'd been forcefully dislocated from their mechanisms. In time, violent winds were blowing across the room. With that, stray objects were vacuumed all around this space, myself included. As I was flung about, I could spot the funnel of a whirlwind surrounding me. Nice. Task done.

Just then, a voice distracts me. I lose awareness. Warp.

Scene 2 - March 2021 Advance Task ii
Similar visuals. FA in bed

In my sleepy daze, I overheard my niece crying nearby, frightened about being alone. I mutter to myself, cursing. I also overheard my brother complaining. Guessed my niece was dropped off without notice. This all seemed somewhat dubious, but only just.

I seated myself up, only to start whizzing uncontrollably. This felt... disturbingly realistic. The embarrassment almost overwhelmed me. But, as I got out of bed, I noted how unnaturally woozy I felt. This instantly alerted me to the dream state.

Brushing myself off, I hurry into the kitchen. The other two follow suit for no other reason than to try to distract me with dream babble. Pointless, as my mind was already focused on another TOTM. Anyway, the kitchen looked a lot different: the countertops and cupboards were all of vinyl lined constructions, the fridge was an old, smaller, white colored unit, the sink was larger, there was an extravagant amount of fruits and decoratations.

Among the clutter, I took notice of a clay pot filled with soil. I could work with that. Smashing the entirety of such between my hands, I created a glob of raw orange colored clay. Next, I mold a simple statuette of a thin, featureless humanoid. I seat the figure on the counter, and, through magical hand gestures, try bringing it to life. But instead, the figure vanished before my eyes. I reach over, and pretend it's still there. However, that didn't do anything. Doubt pulls at my nerves. The dream, I feared, would soon fade as well. Unexpectedly, my niece unexpectedly clings on to my neck. By chance, that seemed to help keep stability.

In any case, I had to throw things at the wall at this point. I resorted to shrinking myself (as well as my niece and bro), just to see what would happen. Rapidly, we shrank down to a few centimeters in height, and landed somewhere atop the counter. On closer inspection, we were seated on the lap of a huge figure. It was the statuette, only at our scale, it appeared as a huge statue 30ft. in height! Not only that, but the sculpture took on a more defined form, that of a carving of a woman with long hair, wide lips, and pronounced hips. Overall, her features were seemingly of early modern human origin.

Much to my satisfaction, the statue turns her head towards me. She smiles down, and speaks, addressing me as "master". Wasn't quite sure how to take that. Regardless, I was glad for this win. Another task complete.

As I think of what to do next, the dream becomes unstable. I wake up shortly after.

Created Friday 26 February 2021

Got an LD loop and some fragments to note. There was a lot more to the non-lucid dreams, and also a bunch of other material, but I can't recall any of that now.

Spoiler for A lot of words:

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Somewhere outdoor. I was looking at gameplay of Super Street Fighter 2 from an arcade cabinet. The player was using Cammy. Like Rainbow Edition, the special moves had overpowered and bizarre properties. For Cammy, her back fist made her teleport around the screen.

Walking down a dirt road at night time. I was in a 1900's-era Easter European town. Up ahead in the distance was a tour group of fancily dressed people dressed in appropriate period attire. I trailed behind them incognito. To hide, I changed into a (fairly large) bat. I followed them in the gates of an old manor. Then, I fluttered out into a foggy forest. The dream got unstable. Despite not being aware. I was concerned of it collapsing. Cut. I arrive in the walkways of a mall, a red carpet lining the floor. The aforementioned tour group were somehow there. I was almost spotted, so I went invisible. Later, I go up a spiraling walkway. The path narrowed, small enough that even a small figure like I had to squeeze through. I arrive in a small indoor amusement park. Noticed my niece, and my cousin's daughter, were seated in a mini-rollercoaster. Passing by the ride's loading ramp, I overheard a few women complaining about obnoxious teens causing trouble.

Dream 1 - Ride and Lightning Warp LD

Scene 1 - Big Two Wheels Awareness
The visuals were a bit blurred. Dreamlet to dream, though I lost awareness. I was driving locally in the SUV during a clear day. Mom was in the passenger's seat. I drive from home and head southeast. I was talking to friend via speakers. This must've distracted me, because I drove straight through a red. In any case, I regain awareness, but wasn't quite convinced this was a complete dream.

Just then, the vehicle changes into a hefty motorcycle equipped with huge monster truck wheels. The controls were very sensitive, accelerating the bike at the slightest provocation. A sudden breeze blowing past my face affirmed my dream state.

I weave through heavy traffic near (made up in dream) shopping centers. It's then I noticed someone was clung onto me. But, I sensed it wasn't mom. I turned back, and was surprised to find my guide, E (in her human form) beaming at me. Also, I noted we both were only in bed clothes (I was in boxers and a black tank top, while my guide wore a white sleeping robe). Regardless, I was more than glad to have her company.

"Hey E, can you help me dilate time?", I requested urgently.

My guide leans leans in, resting her head on my shoulder. "Just enjoy the ride." A unexpectedly plain response. But practical. In fact, the words calmed my nerves. Heeding her instructions, I smiled back in silent gratitude.

I accelerated at intense speeds, well over 200mph. In the span of a few seconds, I dodged through several intersections, a few more shopping centers, and two suburban neighborhoods. Soon, I merged into a highway ramp and towards the turnpike. These roads were peculiarly empty. I made it through a toll gate, when the dream suddenly deteriorated. Warp.

Scene 2 - Lightning Warp Mutagen
[COLOR="#40E0D0"]The visuals started quite hazy. FA in bed. I wrestled with muddled thoughts momentarily before I regained my senses.

Just then, I noticed a figure looming nearby. On closer inspection, it was Android 18 from Dragon Ball Z, her cartoony appearance contrasting the rest of the environment. She just stood there, glaring at me. A moment later, she tosses a bright object at the foot of my bed. Just as quickly she arrived, she vanished.

I fetch, then inspect, the item in question. It seemed to be a palm-sized decanter, only, it had a large syringe needle on its head. Gleaming inside the container was a glowing amber-orange liquid. This substance looked a lot like aqua regia, though at the time, I didn't identify it as such. Instead, I figured that it was mutagen, as per the TOTM.

In my excitement, I rush out to the lounge. This haste almost made the dream fade. I took a moment to calm down, bringing with it much better visuals. The lounge was missing most of its furniture, but no matter.

With that settled, I wasted no time injecting the mysterious substance. Just as soon as I did, my skin became deep blue. Whoa... I observed this change in awe, moving my fingers, then limbs. But, nothing else seemed to change. But, as I was about to take my attention away, my skin was restored. With it, an intense trembling coursed through my veins, violent, yet soothing. That's when electricity visibly surged out of my entire body, shooting out at least a meter around me. The sensation was exhilarating, a rush like no other. This intoxicating power almost made me lose my wits. I took a moment to settle down once again, if with a big, proud grin. A tempered mood, the electricity subsided. Oh well. Task done!

Next, I float to the living room. More alterations here. Seems that the couch was not only differently colored (white instead of beige), but also divided into three at separate walls. I spotted my bro and mom seated at the part nearest the TV. As I drew towards them, I sensed the presence of my guide. Guessed like in other dreams, she was hidden nearby. I assumed she'd taken mom's form (not the first time she was a family member). So, I folded ma's hair over her own face. When I brushed it off, I expected to see E. Instead, she changed into a cousin of mine. I was taken aback. What was going on? Confused, I exited the house out the front door.

I step outside into a humid, warm twilight. Noticed the neighborhood was overrun with brambles and other types of overgrowth. From the plants swarmed gnats and small moths. I had to brush off the vermin as I zoomed around the area. A bunch of lizards, far more than normal, were scurrying around, as were several toads, all of which were being chased by neighborhood cats. Although a relatively mundane sight, I was amazed as to how vivid this scene appeared. So much so, that I spent minutes doing nothing but admiring the view.

Once satisfied, I looked up to a sky almost concealed by rain clouds. I think to go off planet to try the last TOTM. So, I attempt to fly up, but could only hover a few inches off the ground. All of a sudden, I become lightning, and shoot straight through the nimbi above. Soon after, I'm plunged into a wormhole flowing in orange and green, triangular kaleidoscopic patterns. This eventually morphed into a winding tube glowing in various shades of blue. Warp.[/COLOR]

Scene 3 - Alien Mechanical Fortress
The visuals were very blurred. I started in a grey void. So, I decided to use music to create a scene. Final Fortress from Sonic Heroes came to mind. Soon, a more ambient arrangement that I've never heard before sounded. With it, I'm taken through a darkened pathway.

I soon find myself in some kind of future tech industrial facility, a structure painted grey and green. Strange gyroscopic gears whirred beneath circuitry exposed at sections of the walls and floor. Exits could be seen at all angles, even up and down. Whenever I made it through a pathway, the entire structure would suddenly shift and rotate around at dizzying speeds, leaving no hint as to where one had just arrived. This wasn't of terrestrial origins.

It didn't take long to lose myself in this maze. So too did I begin losing my hold of the dream. Acting quick, I clung on to a nearby pillar, gripping tightly, until I was sure I'd at least a bit more time.

The structure then changed such that I was suspended several stories above floor level. I slid down the pillar into a small office space within an alcove. Seems that the color blue has replaced the green previously lining the walls.

In any case, I hurry to find an alien plant. I rummage through some cabinets, under the desk, and beneath some floor panels, but find no such thing.

I then make my way towards a small courtyard in the distance. Unique to the structure, sunlight was peering into it, though I couldn't tell from what angle. I make it that far, when the dream suddenly collapses.

Created Tuesday 23 February 2021

Got a DILD today, and a scrap.

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Seated with a group of supposed acquaintances. There was talk of dreaming and awareness. Big miss on my part...

Dream 1 - January/February 2021 TOTM Basic Task I

Scene 1 - Valkyrie's Command
The visuals were a bit blurred. FA in an unknown bedroom. I try just dozing off. But then, mom barged in to yell at me. She kept pressing me to get some supposed time-critical paperwork done. On and off, she went back to morning routines, and then returned to complain further. Just let me sleep...

Eventually, I was left alone, only to be interrupted by another figure. This time, it was some blonde, middle-aged opera-esque valkyrie, complete with wings and a horned helmet. Like ma above, she demanded things of me (fortunately, without a blaring song). In this case, that I protect the local (whatever "local" meant in this context) mayor. The spirit soon vanished from view. Groaning, I forced myself up.

Warp.

Scene 2 - Courage Comet
The visuals were dim. I was walking down a suburban street during night time. That above-mentioned mayor, a short, stout, balding white haired man in a grey suit, was snooping behind me. The man looked very nervous. Identifying me as his bodyguard, he complained that he was getting tired. So, he asked that I haul him around. An annoying request, but it was better than hearing his whining. I lugged him over my shoulder, and continued along.

Upon crossing a street, I noted how absurd this all was. Cue awareness. I waste no time trying tasks, starting with the superhero one. I set the mayor aside, and wave him off to leave him to leave. Anyway, for practice, I attempted to conjure energy between my palms. But, no luck. Guessed conjuration was gonna be a problem with this dream. Moving on then.

I tried an easier task: this month's first basic task. Calling out to the dream, I asked to be shown courage. All of a sudden, a comet zoomed overhead from behind, low in Earth's atmosphere. A blazing white trail followed, one bright enough to momentarily bathe the sky in orange light. Within seconds, the comet was out of view. For a time, I pondered what this could mean, but a clear answer never arrived. Oh well, I thought. I'll probably understand it better when I was awake. Task complete as far as I was concerned.

Just then, an auto accident happened right by me. From what I could tell, a grey vintage 50's sedan skidded on the road, then crashed into a light pole. If that wasn't enough, a red sports car collided with the first vehicle from behind. I just shrugged. It's merely dream weirdness. Instead, I put my thoughts on, uh, smut. Regardless, my efforts were in vain. Such foolishness collapsed the dream.

Created Monday 22 February 2021

Got two DILDs and a fragment today. There was a lot I'd recalled before my first known awakening, but memory of such decayed quickly.

Dream 1 - More TOTY Task 2 Shortcomings - Part 1

The visuals were a bit dull. I was in an unknown apartment suite, twilight overlooking an urban block from out the windows. Many family members and several acquaintances were crowded in the area.

As the group was chattering, I noticed my niece, Audrey, playing a dangerous game from several windows. She'd climb out, then hang hang on to the sill for a few seconds, before clambering back inside. Seeing as much worried me, not helped that no one else seemed to care. It also made me question my state. Cue remembering my being in bed moments earlier, and thus realizing the dream.

Through telekinesis, I immediately dragged my niece towards me. She seemed pleasantly surprised at being transported in such a manner. Contrast everyone else, who gave me a bewildered 'what the hell does that guy think he's doing?' look. Ignoring their reactions, I hauled around Audrey solely as a means to keep things stable.

"Where are we going?", she asks.

"Oh, uh, we're just getting a snack.", I muttered.

The girl grinned. "I want cotton candy!"

"Okay, we'll do that."

Nearest visible exit was at the far left corner. By happenstance, the opening connected to a ladder, which itself lead straight down several stories into the building's snow-filled yard. After securing my niece on my shoulders, the ladder seemed to have been reduced to a couple of steps. Furthermore, perspective was skewed such that the ground was very close by. Yet, as I poked my leg past the steps, I felt nothing but air. I took matters into my own accord, opting to forego the ladder, then float straight to the bottom.

I set my niece aside, whereupon I remembered the TOTY. As per the task, I call out to the dream for a response. Soon, my own voice echoes in my mind.

"Um... so, you can shrink, and fly, I guess...", my ethereal voice stammers. I shrugged. Works for me.

But hold on. I'd just recalled I needed my costume. I looked down, and saw I was wearing jeans and a black tanktop. Nope, not my uniform. Flicking my arm, I tried conjuring my gear, but got nothing. This went on for over half a minute. At that moment, my niece tugs at my arm.

"Tio", she begins complaining. "When are we getting my snack?"

I decided I'll try creating cotton candy first, start with something easy. I had my niece sit in a nearby baby slide as I began the summons. This was initiated by my rubbing my fingers, first in each individual hand, then between each other. No results. It's then I thought to get Audrey involved in this. Grasping her right hand with my own, I start rubbing our palms together, before abruptly letting go. Once again, I rubbed my fingers, and... success! Strings of pink and blue cotton candy were being pulled from nowhere! I steadily tugged out more, until I had just enough to make a tangerine-sized tuft. Didn't seem like it'd be enough to satisfy even a kid's appetite. Yet, against expectation, my niece was delighted. She chortled with glee as she snatched it from my hand.

Well, that worked. Back to the costume. Once again, I snapped my wrist and, just like that, my attire changed. I was indeed wearing my designated outfit. Or, mostly. I had the right helmet, gloves, and boots. But, my pants and jacket, as opposed to being black like the other pieces, were now a bright lipstick red. Wasn't too thrilled with the look. No matter. I brushed it off as an 'alternate color' costume. Thought it best to move on.

I was about to call out to the dream once again. Unfortunately, the scenery immediately faded. I woke up promptly. Tried re-entering. Dozed off within two minutes.

Dream 2 - More TOTY Task 2 Shortcomings - Part 2

The visuals were a bit blurred. I was at home in my bedroom. Although I wasn't (falsely) waking up, I felt groggy.

I dragged myself in the living room, where I noticed a figure seated on the couch. To my surprise, it was my uncle Ryan. I couldn't fathom how he got here, and so suddenly, no less. Thinking of such made me aware.

I recalled the tasks once more, when my bro Emil passed by. Taking an opportunity, I seized him by the shoulder, and dragged him away.

Sudden warp. We ended up in what seemed an abandoned warehouse, sunlight peeking in from a broken window. Anyway, I looked at myself, and noticed I was already in costume (sans chest protector). With that settled, I directed my brother to tell me what my powers are.

"You have two.", he begins. "You have the powers 'Last Defense', and "Summon Succori." Following that, he began to ramble on like a loon. Meanwhile, I was trying to figure out what the hell he's talking about.

"Okay, wait. Let's backtrack a bit.", I grumble. "What does it mean to 'Summon Succori?' Can you explain that?"

"It means you can summon defeated opponents to fight for you. Furthermore..."

Emil continues babbling nonsensically from that point on. I tried to ignore him, but his droning was giving me a headache. In fact, such discomfort forced me awake.

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SP in bed. Suddenly, I was accosted by a demon lady in a purple robe, her skin pale with a blue tint, and her twisted fangs innumerous. Speaking in a raspy voice, she politely asked "permission" to drain me completely. In turn, I implored she discern me further before doing such a thing. She glared down, then, upon sensing something within me, her eyes widened in bewilderment. "Are you God?", she gasped. I blurted she was grossly overstating things. The fiend recoiled back, and pleaded for mercy. At this point, I could move. I reached out to grab hold of a dream object (namely, the DC nearby) but the dream suddenly collapsed.

Created Monday 15 February 2021

Got a DILD and some fragments. I tried two tasks in today's LDs, as the title indicates, I screwed up at both. Oh well. I had fun regardless.

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In a wide, darkened area, like an amphitheater. Monsters were lurking the place. I was given psychic powers, which I used to fly around and shoot telekinetic blasts.

In a hotel lobby or a similar place. A bunch of of zany cartoon monsters (drawn in a 40's art style) were wrecking havoc. It was left to me and a handful of people to neutralize them. One of the creatures was a huge tree. I was told that it was mom, who had been corrupted into that form. I was conflicted on how to handle this.

Dreamlet to dream. Various forgotten scenes. Vaguely recall being in a school. I slowly gained awareness. Warp.


Dream 1 - Two Tasks, Two Misses

The visuals started rather blurred. I was in a wilderness pathway leading to the gate of a large park, sunlight peeking through the leaves.

Suddenly, mom suddenly rushed in from nowhere.

"Hey!", she speaks frantically in Spanish. "How do I change the TV to channel 8?!"

This only catalyzed my awareness. I turned away, dismissing her request. Ma kept babbling about a number of topics, such as trivial updates about my sister. No doubt the dream's way of distracting me. I claimed I'd attend her soon, but of course, I wasn't going to do such a thing.

Since the dream felt unstable, I hurried to hold onto an old wooden railing nearby. I rubbed it carefully, as I worried about splinters. Once I was more assured, I seated myself cross-legged, and meditated. As expected, I began ascending, if much faster than intended. It took only seconds to reach the clouds.

I thought of tasks at this moment. Just then, an ethereal female voice spoke.

"Here he is!", she booms cheerfully. "He's FireFlyMan! A man of power!" A cheesy fanfare followed as she continued her speech. I listened intently. "With the ability to fly, and shrink himself, FireFlyMan is a hero like no other!"

"Wait", I interjected. "When you mentioned power, what did you mean? Did you mean, like, super-strength?"

"Yes.", replied the voice, annoyed. A pause followed before she continued her speech. "So join FireFlyMan as he journeys through the vastness of space...!"

I interrupted once more. "That's okay, thanks. I'm good now."

"Ugh. Fine.", the woman grunts.

Task done (or so I thought; I realized wasn't in costume much later!). With that settled, I flew at sonic speeds to try warping. Suddenly, blue smoke erupted a distance away from me. From it sprang a massive space craft. Much of the ship consisted of glowing blue metal, its light flowing as a stream. Just as soon as it appeared, it vanished.

But, something else was left behind: a huge portal, cackling with electricity of similar coloration to the craft. What else was there to do, but explore? So, I entered the warp heedlessly. I found myself in a maze-like wormhole. Much like the ship, it resonated with wave-like blue radiance. As I continued, the tunnel narrowed. Eventually, the path forks two ways. I opt to take the left.

At this interval, thinking of a TOTM gave me a more definite destination: an alien planet. Once this thought occurred, the portal suddenly ended. I was thrust into a dark, foggy cavern of blood-red stone. Eerie violet lights sparked intensely in the distance. Certainly, this wasn't our world any longer.

Without wasting time, I search for a plant. I soon found a patch of long blades of grass, faded green plants tinted blue at the points and edges. I then begin working at super-speed. First, I smash the leaves between rocks until they become a fine, vibrant purple powder. Then, by will alone, I conjured a campfire, along with a boiling brazier of water. Finally I throw the powder into the pot. The mixture reacted violently, exploding into purple smoke. Only a portion of liquid remained.

I instantly grab the pot, and almost take an swig. But, fear of getting scalded, let alone of drinking an alien substance, held me back. I drew a deep breath, and tried again. Unfortunately, the dream deteriorated immediately. I wake up with a gasp.

Created Saturday 06 February 2021

Neat. Got an LD today and a near-LD fragment. There was more I recalled before the morning, but memory of such has since faded.

Spoiler for Another long one:

Dream 1 - Task of the Year 2021 - Task 1

The visuals started blurred. Wasn't sure where I was, only that I was in conversation with my brothers. We were reminiscing on old video games. I 'daydream' about one such game, the scene a highway ramp overlooking a bay during dusk. Inexplicably, I'm sent stumbling into this vision, and run down an incline.

Soon, I find myself in my exercise route, hurrying east during late dusk. My breath gives out much too quickly. I'm left so fatigued, I fall supine between a complex's entrance. Several people and vehicles pass dangerously close by.

After catching my breath, I clamber up, and struggle to jog. My pacing improves to a run, then a full sprint. Suddenly, I fall straight down a steep, unexpected incline, and into tunnel-like depths. I lost my footing, but found I could hover at increasing speeds. Navigating these dizzying depths made me realize the dream.

The scenery collapsed into a dark, foggy void. I concentrated to maintain calm. Once I felt sufficiently free of doubt, I thought of taking on the TOTY. I called out to the dreamscape in which I was floating. "Alright, dream.", I intone. "Tell me my superhero name. Even though I'm sure it'll be FireFlyMan (my old username here)..."

Some time later, the dream responded with a flurry of spectral voices. One I could distinguish as my niece yelling 'Tio!'. A high-toned male voice called out 'Thaddeus'. Another shouted 'John'. Many other voices uttered even more common names.

This, obviously, was unsatisfactory. "C'mon, I need a superhero name.", I grumble.

And then, a deep, menacing voice speaks. "You know who you are", booms the unknown figure. "You. Are. FireFlyMan."

I sigh in relief. "Thank you."

Now, I needed an outfit. I look at my person, a faint blue light reflecting on my skin, and see I'm still in my bed clothes. "Okay, dream. Gimme a costume." I look at my right arm, glance away, and look again. Nothing has changed. I repeat this again and again for over a minute. Zilch. This was getting annoying.

At the peak of my frustration, the voice returns, intoning with dramatic pauses. "And he arrives, in a chopper."

I suddenly found myself on the seat of a large motorcycle in motion. It was a kind of Harley-Davidson, or perhaps a knock-off. No idea on the model, exactly (I've no strong inclinations towards bikes); it just seemed the stereotypical heavy bike with glossy black body and chrome framework.

"Okay, I could work with this.", I muttered with a shrug. "Now, about my gear..."

The voice calls out again. "He's dressed, in leather."

I look down, and find myself wearing black baggy leather pants, brown leather chaps, and cowboy boots, the latter two complete with tassels. Above the waist, I wore only a leather vest. This discount Village People cowboy/biker get-up... yeah, it wasn't for me.

"Er... I was thinking of something more... professional? How about a tour...?"

"A black leather touring suit.", the voice interjects.

Now, I was indeed wearing a vintage black touring suit, the jacket including two large pockets. This also came with black combat boots, and a pair of leather gloves of similar color. It all fit comfortably, and the jacket really looked snazzy.

Still, I felt something was missing. "Hey, how about some protection?"

I immediately given a wide hard shoulder/chest pad covered with metal studs. It looked too flashy for my tastes.

"How about something more practical?"

Now, my armor was replaced with a much plainer looking kevlar torso protector, the chest and back piece strapped at the shoulder and waist. Attached to it was a set of decorative metal plate pauldrons of reasonable size. Wasn't really a matching set, but oh well.

The voice booms down yet again. "...a face-concealing motorcycle helmet." And I was instantly wearing as much.

"A skull helmet.", I demanded. My vision discorporates and scrolls out. Below, I could see print covering much of the helmet, an image of a cracked, jawless skull, its teeth (where it wasn't missing) jagged, and a single glowing eye on one of the sockets. Nice. "Oh, and can you make the visor bigger?" The headgear's visor widened on command. Very nice.

Looked like a success to me. I restore my vision, then decided to just enjoy the ride.

A minute later, the dream voice bellows unexpectedly. "And he comes equipped with a knight's lance..."

Suddenly, a green lance is couched under my right arm. "That's actually... kinda cool.", I blurt out.

"...and a combat knife....", the voice continues.

Now, I find said knife in a sheath strapped on my left arm. "Okay, we'll worry about weapons and powers next time...", I mutter.

"...and a lighting [sic] baton." Such an illuminated object was thrown ahead of me. Instead of having a glowing head, this metallic baton had a bunch of lightstrips lining its body.

" ...I guess that would come in handy..."

"...and a hot chick.", the voice roars, accompanied by the sound of a rumbling flame and a low explosion.

"...huh?"

I turn around, and realize that there was indeed a hackneyed svelte blonde clung onto me. She was wearing a blue mesh dress, a bikini of similar color flagrantly visible beneath. Much of her hair was tucked away in a light blue sunhat, and her indifferent eyes were covered with shades.

I fought hard not to laugh. "...going overboard, don't you think?"

Ahead, the void merged into a more inviting scenery: a sunny beach. I sensed a lengthy adventure awaited me. Too lengthy, I feared. I decided to quit while I was ahead, lest I lose any memory of this experience. I make a hard sideways skid on the sands. Soon, the dream collapsed.

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Navigating a series of scaffolding high above in a clear dawn sky. Various family members, both close and distant, were seated around, including my siblings, and two of my cousins. They were chit-chatting on recent events. I float around cross-legged. I almost got aware, when the others distracted me by claiming it was 4PM. I bemoaned having been asleep for over 16hours. They also I 'reminded' me of an incident at a beach, where I got in a fistfight with some light skinned guy with spiky black hair. Flash back to me running in a wilderness trail near the beach. I stop to stretch my arms, when, without warning, a bike rider passed by me from behind, almost colliding with me. It was that aforementioned jerk. When I returned to the beach, that guy confronted me. He accused me of trying to hit him earlier. I argued that not only was this just a near-accident, but that by not signaling me, he was responsible. He got unreasonably irate. Cue him starting the fight. We were pulled apart before things could get out of hand. Cut back to me running in the trail. I trip, and fall hand-first on a grapefruit-sized ball of semi-dried dog crap. Infuriated, I chuck it at a road median visible beyond a row of trees.

Created Wednesday 27 January 2021

At last, something worth mentioning. It's also been twelve days since my last LD. Twelve days too many, if you ask me.

Spoiler for Lots of words:

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Vaguely recall travelling a highway. I had my thoughts set on time dilation.

Dream 1 - The Scheme, Struggle, and Shapechanger

Scene 1 - Bowling Alley Billiard Scheme ft Kramer
The visuals were slightly blurred. Spectator mode. This follows a shabby group of people in a similarly run-down car as they go down an urban shopping district. Leading the crew is a middle-aged auburn-haired woman in a trenchcoat.

As she drives, she reviews some scheme she'd cooked up earlier. Along the way, she picks up Kramer from Seinfeld, who was also in on the plot. His task was to go into a bowling alley, and win some games at a rigged game of billiards.

Kramer's dropped off, and the crew waits. However, too much time passes. The bosswoman barges in, to find Kramer drinking the day away with a crowd at a bar. Frustrated, she deigns to pull the con off herself.

Unknown transition.

Scene 2 - Hard Working Interpreter
The visuals were slightly dim. Spectator mode again. Within a decent looking apartment suite, a light skinned, dark haired middle aged man is performing his morning routine. Through mysterious means, we're informed that he's an Englishman working as an interpreter for Japanese business people. It's said to be a strenuous task, not helped that said 'business people' were in all likelihood frontmen for a criminal organization. We see a clip of the interpreter relieving his stress with a bottle pack of Corona all to himself. The next day, the Englishman gets up late. He rushes to put on a suit, and grabs a canned nutritional shake for his breakfast. He had to hurry, as he was to take part in an important negotiation.

Transition.

Scene 3 - Hawk and Wolf
The visuals were slightly blurred. This occurs inside the narrow corridors of abandoned industrial facility, a maze of dusty concrete. I'd the perspective of a dark haired woman dressed in heavy, long-faded khaki hiking apparel. I 'recalled' she was well versed in many vocations, from animal studies, to hand-to-hand-combat, and even magic. The latter was revealed quickly when I (as the woman) was able to speak with some crows fluttering nearby. Those corvids said nothing of interest, merely expressing their wariness, so I continued along.

Skyrim drowned my thoughts momentarily. I remembered a supposed mission in a cave, during which events would change depending on the survival of an NPC's encounter with bandits. If he lived, the player had to make a very difficult speech check to avoid combat with him in turn. In any case, the primary objective was retrieving some McGuffin.

Anyway, I returned from my trance to 'reality'. I then recalled why I was in this derelict site in the first place: I was to rescue a bird, a robin, I think. I turned a corner, when I found my possible charge getting swarmed by a group of predators! Distinct among the beasts was a large wolf with brown fur. The rabid canine scares away his competition, leaving the bird solely at his mercy.

I knew better than to charge headlong. So, I climbed along the walls with impossible grace. Then, while the wolf still wasn't looking, I instantly shape-changed into a small hawk, and dive-bombed at his snout. The beast jumped back in fright, but soon sprang back at ready. This distraction allowed my ward to get away. More than annoyed, the wolf growled it would have his revenge for my meddling.

A frantic melee follows. At every interval, I'd weave just out of the beast's grasp, then retaliate with a quick swipe of my beak or talon. Of course, given the difference in size, I wasn't doing serious damage. I paused to 'recall' the rules of this shapechanging magic. Incidentally, said rules happened to be from D&D. Whatever the case, I opted to change into a black bear. I pounced upon the wolf, aiming my claws and fangs at his neck, but catching his shoulders instead. My opponent was in terrible shape, though I figured his counterattack would leave a mark...

The dream faded shortly after.

Dream 2 - Your Name Is Macheval

Scene 1 - Suburban Team Party
The visuals were blurred. Spectator mode. This starts outside a suburban house at night time. Soon, a sizable group rushes towards the front door. It's soon revealed the group were RED and BLU team members from TF2, the Heavy, Demo, and Spy distinguishable. After knocking on the door, a light skinned, dark haired woman answers, her young daughter not far behind. The Spy asks to be invited inside. The homeowner is hesitant, but allows the crew to enter. Big mistake. In minutes, the interior is ravished from the rambunctious antics of the Team.

Transition.

Scene 2 - What's a Macheval?
The visuals started slightly blurred. I was in an unknown house, hauling around filled large cardboard boxes in a daze. Soon, I was confronted by a pale, dark haired woman in her fourties. She complained that I misplaced her fractional distillation apparatus. I 'recalled' having used that for a chemistry project earlier, and mentioned as much. I sift through the luggage, and find it's in the wrong box (got mixed in with kitchenware, I think). This makes me worry I'd misplaced other things as well. The woman gets frustrated, and complains of my work. In my defense, I remind her that "the Apocalypse" only happened a while ago, and I'd happened to loot these things in that time frame. Logistics and organization just wasn't then a priority. This didn't placate her in the least.

Timeskip. I step outside to an empty backyard late at night. It's then I notice as to how light was the air. This brings much inquiry. Didn't take much longer to figure out the dream.

I gaze up at a wonderful sky full of stars. As usual, I'm drawn into the spinning cosmos as I slowly as I ascended. Ah, that never gets old. During my trip, I pass by colorful glowing spheres about 4 meters in diameter. I suspected these were mental misrepresentations of celestial bodies. Furthermore, a funky 16-bit tune sounded. It's possible it was a song I knew, but I can't recall which exactly.

It was then I thought of tasks. First in mind was lifting a heavy object. Conveniently, several meteors were passing by, craggy rocks well over three times my size. I reached out for them, but they'd eluded me. So, I follow one of the rocks as it fell into a planet. Once past orbit, I dived into its trajectory, and, just as we were about to hit land, I caught it. Still, its force of was great enough to drag me along with it, leaving behind a deep imprint on the dirt. After it stopped moving, I heaved it on my back. It was awkward to grip, but aside from that, there wasn't any difficulty.

With that done, I chucked it aside, then zipped around to find something else to do. Soon, I find myself in an empty urban streets surrounded by desert, still at night, of course. I made a super front flip up the roof of a long building. This reminds me of the related spindash task. And so, I start rolling in place. Initially, the visuals and sensations weren't very convincing, but that soon changed into a bewildering display that almost knocked me out of my senses. Somehow, I adjusted just as quickly. I spun faster and faster, before I launched myself off the building. Task complete.

I fall down onto a lone pathway in the middle of nowhere. As I travel down, I try remembering another task. A false one came to mind: create your own dance move. Even at the time, I figured it probably wasn't genuine, but oh well, it gave me something to do. Feeling silly, I jumped up, and made my legs lose consistency. My limbs dangled with the wind like wet noodles. The sight made me chuckle to myself, but upon landing, my joints stiffen back to normal. Aww.

Then, in the distance, I noticed the shadow of a megacomplex, glaring spotlights lining the site's perimeter under a night sky. I hurry past the gate, to enter a series of hallways flooded with chlorinated water. Many a folk were bathing in the area.6 Along the way, I noticed a violin duet playing, starting as a fast-paced flourish, then slowing into a waltz. I also gaze upon an extra curvy dark haired woman. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

I'm only momentarily distracted before I go back to recalling another task. The superhero one comes to wit. I try catching up to the dark haired woman, but she remained just out of reach. So, I turned my attention to some random child nearby, some skinny boy around 10 years old.

"Hey kid", I started. "What's my superhero name?"

Just then, another figure surfaced from below, a pale young girl with vibrant blue hair. "Macheval" (pronounced mak-ah-vle), she answers in deadpan.

"What was that?", I asked.

She repeats. "Macheval."

"So it's Macheval?"

The boy then interjects with a simple "yes."

Didn't really know what to think of the name. Also, I was weirded out by these creepy monotone kids. So, I thanked them, and scurried away.

The dream started fading. I quickly raised my hand as part of stabilization, only to see I was doing such in bed. So concluded the dream.