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    1. Log 3110 - Incursion of the Wicked God

      by , 11-08-2023 at 09:42 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Tuesday 07 November 2023

      Got a dream and some fragments today. I feel so motivated for dreams again. It's that same enthusiasm I had when I genuinely started LD practices all that time ago. I want to try and maintain that passion, without any baggage of ambition and distraction I've had in that interval...

      Scrap Group 1
      Wandering around locally during dusk. There were very different looking buildings in the shopping plazas, and far more of them in the spaces that should be empty. There was also another pond near the intersection. It looked more like a dirty marsh.

      Riding around town via public transit during a clear afternoon. Seemed like a lot of aimless wandering.

      Playing an MvC2 match. I thought my opponent was an old friend. I was using Magneto, Storm, Cyclops on player two side. He was using Magneto and I believe Cable, with Sentinel as an anchor. The background was The Abyss. I'm sure IRL he's way better at me in this game than I'll probably ever be. It came to a surprise when I not only took the initiative, but that he didn't respond to my fumbling a faux Rom-loop (used medium punches instead of light kicks; shouldn't be possible). I did a bunch of lazy day one resets to keep the pressure going. I finished with a no-confirm thrown out super, which he responded with his own. A silly DHC escalation followed, ending with my Cyclops beating out his Cable. A similar event happened later on. I reduced him down to his Sentinel, which he played substantially better. He got me with some solid Rocket Punch fly loops. I was left with a low health Magneto. More cheesy resets got me the win.

      Spoiler for It's a long one:

      Updated 11-09-2023 at 07:02 AM by 89930

      non-lucid , dream fragment
    2. Log 2701 - TOTY 2022 - DIY Instant Garden

      by , 09-23-2022 at 08:58 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Friday 23 September 2022

      Woof. Quite a big gap since the last time I posted. Well, better get to it then.

      Spoiler for Lots o' text:

      Updated 09-23-2022 at 09:05 PM by 89930

      non-lucid , dream fragment , lucid , task of the year
    3. Log 2352 - Palm Dryad's Embrace and Other Assorted Stories

      by , 10-10-2021 at 07:32 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      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:

      Updated 10-10-2021 at 08:11 AM by 89930

      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment , task of the year
    4. Log 2282 - Lighting the Floor Task and Other Assorted Stories

      by , 07-31-2021 at 07:45 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Friday 30 July 2021

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

      Scrap Group 1
      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.

      Scrap Group 2
      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.
    5. Log 2189 - Mystic Scavenger Hunt

      by , 04-29-2021 at 06:21 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Tuesday 27 April 2021

      Think I'm comfortable sharing this dream from a few days ago.

      Scrap Group 1
      Vaguely recall being in a vast training facility, complete with living quarters, for work.

      Dream 1 - Mystic Scavenger Hunt
      The visuals were a bit dim. I was in a small, darkened theater, a raised stage in the center. My brother, Joaquin, was also with me.

      On stage was a slender, middle aged Asiatic woman in a purple robe. Golden jewelry clinked between her wrists and neck. More distinctly, she had elf-like ears. Soon, the lone performer begins an act. Stoic in expression, she gracefully, and slowly, spins with hands cupped together. With a flourish, spars flew out from splayed arms. She then points her palm at a brass candelabrum, and it begins to move. At this point, I suspect this was all a wire trick. I also get suspicious of the dream. So, I try moving the object telekinetally myself, but nothing happened.

      Anyway, the performer magically retrieves said candelabrum. With a flick of her fingers, she lights it up. Just then, a starry, moonlit night sky appears above us. What's more, the theater's walls give way. Now, we see a series of vast series of excessively steep, grassy hills. Rail-less log bridges, spanning out for up to several miles long, connected each land form. Individual hill had distinct features, whether a series of garden plots, grain fields, an observatory, or other characteristics. It was a sight to behold...

      The sorceress turns to the audience. A half a minute of silence follows. Then, she speaks briefly, offering merely that the viewers wander the sites at their own leisure. With that, the crowd go their own way.

      I'm one of the last to actually wander out. I try to find Joaquin, but it seems he was way ahead of me. Oh well. I too go off in a random direction.

      Eventually, I stumble into a picnic area, its furnishings of carved stone. An entire banquet was prepared here. A number of people were already serving themselves of the items available. From chatter, I overhear that elephant meat was on the menu. Finding that out left me feeling ambivalent (elephant meat is one of the few things I'd refuse to eat from a moral standpoint). In the end, I opted not to sample anything there.

      After passing several more bridges, I made it to a hill lined with hedges. People were sifting through the foliage. Among them, I spotted Joaquin. I asked what everyone was doing there. During our exchange, he tells me this was part of a scavenger hunt, a piece if tidbit I (supposedly) missed out on earlier.

      So, I join in this hunt. I pull at the roots of some plants, when I find a strange trinket: a spiral band of a kind made of gray earthenware. That, Jonathan tells me, is one of the many like objects we needed to find. He then explains that whomever finds the most wins a grand prize.

      Enthusiastic, I continue the search at the other end of the hedge. look the other end of the hedge. There, I find yet another of those trinkets. I then look at another hedge, where I spot a bunch of energy bars, of all things, buried beneath. There were at least 30 pounds of the stuff, and a good variety too. I notified Jonathan, where he told me that there were a lot of consolation prizes scattered about as well.

      Although I wanted to keep those bars, there was no way I could carry all of that. So, I muttered to Jonathan that I would go off and find a sack to allow such. To get to that end, I said I'd "cheat" by floating back to the site's entrance.

      But before I left, I also noticed a metal rod sticking out from under a hedge. At first, it seemed to be an auto-sprinkler. But, upon handling it, I found that it was a dial. I slowly turned it, when, to my surprise, the moon above was altered. The moon slowly cycled between it's phases, before vanishing entirely. I'd the thought of messing around with it some more, just to play a joke on the sorceress. But, in the end, I just returned the dial back to how it started.

      Anyway, I continued my way back out. Turning at a wide chasm, I made a mighty leap, then began gliding all the way across. Sure enough, I made it back to the theater.

      Things got unclear from that point. I don't remember how the dream ended.
    6. Log 2099 - Your Name Is Macheval and Other Assorted Stories

      by , 01-28-2021 at 07:06 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      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:

      Updated 01-28-2021 at 07:22 AM by 89930

      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment , task of the month
    7. Log 1945 - Cute Little Abomination

      by , 08-26-2020 at 07:52 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Wednesday 26 August 2020

      Finally, an LD to feel good about. I got a DILD and some fragments today.

      Spoiler for Quite long; NSFW violence:
    8. Log 1909 - Clear Aqueous Golem LD

      by , 07-21-2020 at 10:29 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Tuesday 21 July 2020

      What a relief. Thought I was on another dry-spell.

      Spoiler for Kinda a long read:

      Updated 07-23-2020 at 05:02 AM by 89930

      non-lucid , dream fragment , lucid
    9. Log 1898 - July 2020 TOTM Basic Task I and Other Assorted Stories

      by , 07-10-2020 at 06:34 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Friday 10 July 2020

      I got two DILDs and a scrap today.
      Spoiler for Kinda long:

      Updated 07-11-2020 at 05:54 AM by 89930

      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment , task of the month
    10. Log 1882 - Handy Transformation and Other Assorted Stories

      by , 06-24-2020 at 07:27 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Wednesday 24 June 2020

      Yes, finally. Some LDs to write down.
      Spoiler for Spoilered for length:

      Updated 06-24-2020 at 07:43 PM by 89930

      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment , task of the month
    11. Log 1838 - Deadbrush Forage

      by , 05-11-2020 at 05:42 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Monday 11 May 2020

      Finally got around to doing a proper WBTB. And some results to show for it. Too bad there's a bunch of non-LD content missing...

      Scrap Group 1
      Repeated dreams with similar themes. Each time, I wanted some specific thing, then didn't moments later.

      Dream 1 - Deadbrush Forage

      Various forgotten events before this point. The visuals were slightly blurred. I was in field of very tall grass and wild overgrowth, a cloudy brown twilight sky above. Although abundant, the plantlife was terribly dehydrated, and in many cases, long dead.

      After a minute of looking around, I (somehow) got aware. I tried summoning and eating a Marloss Berry, either by imagining it, or by reaching behind me, both to no effect. So, I moved on to a TOTM, the foraging one coming to mind. I sorted through the grass, but I hardly found anything, just chaff. Next, I picked some flowers, daisies, I think. Wasn't sure whether their heads and stems were edible. So, I pulled the roots in hopes of finding a starchy vegetable. A few did indeed seem to have some growths on them. Eventually, I dug out what seemed a lumpy, violet potato. It was quite large, just a few inches bigger than my outstretched hand. Well, that works for me.

      I then looked towards thickets, when I noticed a large, bright purple, radish-shaped fruit growing on a branch. It looked shriveled, but probably still edible. I picked that as well.

      Seemed like a good enough forage for the moment. On to sampling. But before that, there was the matter of cleaning; both products were plainly dirty. I didn't have any water in hand, let alone finding clean water in dried brushland. Nothing a Prestidigitation spell couldn't fix. With a gesture, the food was instantly rid of dirt.

      Finally, chow time. I bit into the wrinkled fruit. It tasted much more bitter than expected. It retained a hint of flowery fragrance, but that really didn't improve the flavor. I was about to take another bite, but noticing a bug crawling out of a small hole made me think otherwise.

      I was gonna eat the potato, but the dream collapsed too soon for me to do such.

      Scrap Group 2
      Unconscious transition during a Dreamwalking WILD attempt. I was in an unlit apartment building. Ruined constructions and furnishings made it apparent this place was abandoned. To the left was a stairway made from tiles. I starting climbing up, during which I noticed it had a very familiar arrangement. It then occurred to me this followed the same exact path I take during Dreamwalking, triggering awareness. But soon, something distracted me, something I thought dangerous. I ran back downstairs, only to forget why I got there, and climbed back up. Repeat again of temporary awareness, climbing up, evading a hazard, running downstairs, then loop. There were other things I did during brief moments of lucidity, but I can't recall.

      Updated 05-11-2020 at 09:46 PM by 89930 (Journal Log Number was way off)

      dream fragment , lucid , non-lucid , task of the month
    12. Log 1788 - Break Valley

      by , 03-23-2020 at 04:31 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Sunday 22 March 2020

      Got a DILD and some scraps today.

      Scrap Group 1
      Something about going to a shopping center located atop a hill.

      Vaguely recall playing Demon RL.

      Dream 1 - Break Valley

      Dreamlet to dream. The visuals were clear. I was laying supine outdoors, looking up at a bright blue, partially cloudy sky. Soon, I noticed the moon, only it was behaving erratically. That is, it was zooming in and out at rapid speeds. This brought instant awareness.

      I fly towards moon, but it vanishes. So, I opt to just soar through the clouds. Noticed sensations and noises of this act were quite faint, with the sole exception of heavy moisture. After a few minutes dancing in the air, I dive down on land again. I find myself on grassy hill land, sparse on foliage but no shortage of other greenery. This sight made me unconsciously play Sky Santuary's theme from Sonic & Knuckles in the background. I let myself enjoy the view for a moment, when the surroundings took on blocky textures. Eh, whatevs. I won't let that bother me now.

      Alright, sightseeing over. Time for some random mayhem! Using telekinesis, I lifted a tree about 30 yards away, then hurled towards a mossy mountains about a mile away. The tree pierced through, and seconds later, the entire hill crumbled down. Noticed there was an unsatisfying lack of sound. I repeated this several more times on different hills, if only to get some noise going. Got bored of the trite view around this point. So I forcefully warped the scene to take on more realistic visuals. Anyway, I asploded a mountain once more, only this time, I struck it with dozens of trees simultaneously.

      Real life noises distracted me from the dream. I woke up seconds later.

      Updated 05-11-2020 at 09:45 PM by 89930 (Incorrect journal entry number)

      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
    13. Log 1787 - The Key to Enlightenment

      by , 03-21-2020 at 11:51 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Saturday 21 March 2020

      Got a DILD and a fragment today.

      Scrap Group 1
      Driving through a highway during a cloudy day. Cut to my entering a parking garage. Suddenly, I was seized by mysterious figures. A top down view of the scene is shown, revealing I was attacked by two savage female vampires dressed in ancient rags. Rewind after I was killed. The scene repeats in first person view. But now, I simply ignored my assailants, treating them as mild annoyances even as they drained me.

      Dream 1 - The Key to Enlightenment

      The visuals were slightly blurred. I was in the living room at home. M was there, as was an unknown figure, a man who was a supposed acquaintance of ours.

      We sat down to eat an overtly bright-colored frosted cake. Suddenly, a bunch of firefighters and emergency crew burst into the scene. They claimed there was some major hazard that needed to be dealt with, and as such, required everyone to evacuate immediately. As part of some kind of arrangement, this lady cop, light skinned, light brown hair, short, stout, and about my age, instructed me to go with her for a ride to a destination of my choosing.

      Soon, the two of us departed within a police cruiser. Much of the surroundings looked unfamiliar to me. All homes had a good distance between them, and the roads had singular lanes on each sides of opposing traffic. For most of the ride, we remained uncomfortably silent, broken only by some occasional small talk. Minutes later, we arrive in a parking garage. I begin dismounting, when the policewoman showed sudden interest in me. Had mixed feelings on that, including flattery, but mostly just confusion. I stammered my thoughts before slinking away.

      Cut to my walking through a dark hallway. This soon opens up into a vast, multi-story atrium. Dark wood balconies were divided into sections, each of which contained what appeared as small classrooms hosting 12 late teen students or fewer. Staff and students alike were dressed in professional wear. I looked around for a few minutes, when I suddenly had the urge to start floating around, doing so while seated in a meditative pose. I could glance the occasional double take and dumbfounded stares from the others. In any case, this act brought instant awareness.

      As per my goals, I sought for a way to dilate time. As I looked around, I noticed another figure levitating figure above me. This individual was further distinct from his pitch black suit, albino skin, bald head, and youthful appearance (indeed, he seemed more like a tall and skinny middle school aged kid if anything). I approach him, to be immediately met with a query.

      "You seek knowledge, yes?", asks the boy in a soothing, near-whispered tone. I nodded. The enigma then pulled out an object from his pocket, a large brazen key of antiquated design. He holds it out in the palm of his hand, and continues. "This is The Key to Enlightenment". I take it, feeling a strange combination of anticipation and worry. The child suddenly stares at me intently, then continues. "However, you must find The Entrance yourself." I nodded again, and set off quickly to do just that.

      It didn't take long for me to notice something unusual in the ceiling. Murals, each depicting natural symbols such as leaves. However, it so happened some of the art was actually gilded engravings. Furthermore, on closer scrutiny, within one such engraving was a cleverly hidden keyhole. I zoom in, but notice the opening is obviously not compatible with the key I'd in hand.

      I only had a moment to ponder this, when explosions rocked the hall. Bright flashes erupted from the ground, incinerating anything it came in contact to ashes. I could hear repeated calls amidst screams of horror. "Sorcerers! Sorcerer!" But I wasn't in the fighting or curious mood. In fact, I feared losing any chance of finding this supposed Entrance. So I allowed others to take care of the problem, and phased out of the site...

      I found myself in the garage again, only now, it was completely unlit. As I bumbled around mid-air, I come upon a locked maintenance door. Incidentally, there happened to be an unusually large doorlock. I tested the key out in it, and lo and behold, it fit! Opening it revealed a white void. I floated through, eager hope filling my thoughts. Unfortunately, such excitement made me unconscious. I don't recall how this ended, only that I woke up a half minute later.

      Updated 05-11-2020 at 09:44 PM by 89930 (Incorrect Log Entry Number)

      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
    14. Log 1786 - Death to Reprobus and Other Assorted Stories

      by , 03-21-2020 at 11:40 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Friday 20 March 2020

      Been so long since I actually wrote up any dreams on the actual site. Guess now as is good as time as any. But anyway, I have much to write about today. Feels quite relieving, if I'm honest. Recall could be a bit better, but hey, it's still a far sight than what I've been getting these last two weeks or so...

      Spoiler for Lotsa Spaghetti...er, words:

      Updated 05-11-2020 at 09:44 PM by 89930 (Incorrect Log Entry Number)

      non-lucid , dream fragment , lucid , task of the month
    15. Log 1761 - Phase Underground Bunker Laboratory and Other Assorted Stories

      by , 02-25-2020 at 12:40 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Well, I should really start posting in here again. Got a lot to note today. There's still a good quantity of missing content, possibly even a forgotten LD...

      Scrap Group 1
      Various repeated scenes of loud activity occurring in and outside the bedroom.

      Dream 1 - Phase Underground Bunker Laboratory

      Scene 1 - Leader Putting Unrest to Rest
      The visuals were slightly blurred. Spectator mode. This occurred in a city center located within an old urban Eastern Europe site, grey skies above. Unrest was ongoing between the majority and a minority population living there . Things were about to go violent, when suddenly, the state's leader, a middle aged man with a thick black moustache, personally intervenes. With an invigorated, strongly worded speech, he manages to not only get matters under control, but wins admiration from both sides.

      Unknown transition.

      Scene 2 - Ride the Lightning!
      The visuals were a bit dim. FA in bed. I was wandering in a shopping district bordering a suburbs (not unlike the local area I live in), vibrant clouds of a dusk sky visible in the horizon. Somehow, I got aware. I immediately launch off at high speeds. As I soared the clouds, I spontaneously projected an electric aura around me (as per Ky Kiske's Ride the Lightning attack from Guilty Gear). I swooped down through a sunlit swamp, then a night-time desert, and various other forgotten sites. Eventually, I land in a far away city, a place similar to Dubai I think. I take only one step, when the scene began fading away. Warp.

      Scene 3 - Big, Glowing Red Button
      The visuals were a bit dim. FA in bed, the room faintly illuminated by an unknown source. I quickly regain awareness.

      Once again, I try to RTL into a different location. But, I was prevented from even going past the far end of the room (which was unusually empty). So, I opted to phase through the floor. It was a bit difficult to do, as if sinking into thick tar. Further attempts at RTL did little to help. But eventually, I plummeted at exhilarating speeds.

      I descended for a minute before coming to a sudden (but safe) landing. Now, I found myself in a narrow structure spottily illuminated by distant ceiling lights. All constructions were made of solid steel. Blinking, futuristic devices occupied much of the space and lined a majority of the walls. Reckoned this place must've been some kind of underground bunker/laboratory.

      A figure soon appeared. It was Porter from work, seemingly busy hauling stuff and doing other menial things. It was around then that I noticed a big, red, rectangular, glowing red button on one of the devices. Upon glancing at it, Porter warned me not to touch it. So I heeded him for the moment and looked around elsewhere. I looked into various slots and ports on the panels around there, but didn't see anything of worth. Temptation got a hold of me, and I announced I would push the button regardless. I was given one final caution, a reminder that neither of us knew what would happen.


      Suddenly, the walls spread apart. Mist dramatically seeped inside, blocking my vision momentarily before dispersing. Exposed ahead was a transparent hallway. I only observed it for so long, when a vault door slammed shut before me. A small bother. I phased through, then continued down the hallway. Another vault door opened. In view was a chrome rocket the size of a van. In fact, the interior revealed enough room fit three passengers, one in a front seat, two on back. I seated myself in the front. Not long after, the vehicle was sealed. I felt something moving it forward slowly, the clangs and humming of unknown mechanisms reverberating around me.

      My viewpoint immediately discorporates to an isometric overhead shot of the launch scene. As it so happened, a giant, mechanical claw was hauling the rocket through an imperceivably long tube, faint blue lights lining the walls in a skewed, grid-like pattern. Then, without warning, the claw flings the vehicle, launching it out of view.

      Almost as quickly, I'm back to my own senses. I look around, to find that I've landed somewhere awfully similar to where I started, including the laboratory. Finding no need to investigate this place further, I mount the rocket again. Cue repeat of above. But this time, the rocket's thrown against a grid-lined wall. The crash forces me awake.

      Dream 2 - Pranks and Time Dilation Work

      The visuals were a bit blurred. I was walking around in a restaurant. This place was oddly both familiar and foreign to me.

      After several minutes of doing who-knows-what, I spontaneously begin floating around the site. Cue awareness. There was a kid nearby that for whatever reason annoyed the heck out of me just for being nearby. I caused him to vanish instantly. I then went around to cause mischief. This included my brother Randal (who happened to be there), to whom I zapped with electricity, then warped back in time before he would retaliate. Ditto with some co-workers (also there, aparrently), save that I threw water at them.

      Things began fading. I hurry off to an empty space in the restaurant. Thinking of personal tasks, I began to shrink to microscopic size, doing so via inhalation. As I breathed in, I felt myself compressing instantly. I did three sets of such before I stopped. At that size, I hoped, extreme time dilation would take affect.

      Suddenly, from out of nowhere, a holographic screen appears in front of me. On it was an image of a locale, which soon cycled between several other places. I, for some forgotten reason, settled on an urban location. The outline of the scene slowly forms around me. But, before it could solidify, the dream collapses.

      Scrap Group 2
      Wandering in a beach during daytime. I enter a wide-spanning industrial zone. Cut. I, for some reason, begin committing a series of heinous crimes and mass fraud, not the least of which includes identity theft and murder. Eventually, I got caught with a swiped credit card, and was swiftly captured. Yet, I felt as if I had my own reasons to get put into the can...

      Vaguely recall being in an urban area.

      In an urban apartment building. My niece Cecilia was tagging along with me. Later, we encounter a creep in the hallway (who looked an awful lot like a younger Marlon Wayne). The guy was disturbingly forward with his interest towards my niece. I hurried off with Cecilia to our destination suite, but not before threatening the guy with overt violence if he ever shows up near us again. The suite itself was lit only by vague sunlight. There were other people around, but I couldn't see anyone. I then tell Cecilia what she should do if some creep tries to touch her (ie scream for help and run away).

      At home. I finish with some chores. Suddenly, a drill sergeant appeared out of nowhere. He barked contempt with my handiwork, and orders me to both re-do it and perform twenty push ups afterwards. He then walked away. Between my completing said chore again, Ryu from Street Fighter inexplicably passed by. I later did the push-ups. I found this to be much easier than normal.

      At a mall. Randal was there. We wait in line for a some vending booth. Up ahead, I noticed Stan and Frank from work. Frank annoys a guy in the front of the line without being spotted, and continues to do so for a minute or so.

      Updated 05-11-2020 at 09:43 PM by 89930 (Incorrect Journal Log Number)

      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
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