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    1. 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:
    2. 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

      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
    3. 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

      dream fragment , lucid , non-lucid , task of the month
    4. 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
    5. 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)

      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment , task of the month
    6. 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)

      dream fragment , lucid , non-lucid
    7. 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
    8. 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)

      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment , task of the month
    9. 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)

      dream fragment , lucid , non-lucid
    10. Log 1537 - Liminal Lunar Clay Temple

      by , 07-13-2019 at 07:54 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Friday 12 July 2019

      Got two DILDs and a few fragments to note.

      Spoiler for It's quite a bit:

      Updated 07-13-2019 at 08:26 AM by 89930

      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
    11. Log 1517 - Quantum Excursion and Other Assorted Stories

      by , 06-23-2019 at 03:36 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Saturday 22 June 2019

      Quite a morning. Lots of things to note today.

      Spoiler for spoilered for austerity:

      Updated 06-23-2019 at 04:52 AM by 89930

      lucid , non-lucid , memorable , task of the month
    12. Log 1507 - Guide Department Store Brawl and Other Assorted Storiesh

      by , 06-15-2019 at 12:21 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      bbCreated Friday 14 June 2019

      Lots of things today, though a number of dreams have been reduced to fragments.

      Spoiler for Got too much to say again...:

      Updated 06-15-2019 at 03:37 AM by 89930

      memorable , dream fragment , lucid , non-lucid
    13. Log 1502 - Zombie Attack and Brief Summoning and Other Assorted Stories

      by , 06-09-2019 at 11:26 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Sheesh, I should really start posting entries more often. Anyway, got some dreams, fragments, and LDs to note today.

      Spoiler for I sure do type alot...:

      Updated 06-11-2019 at 01:55 AM by 89930

      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
    14. Wondrous Cruise Liner

      by , 04-21-2019 at 03:58 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Haven't had anything worth sharing/not too personal to post in quite some time...

      Spoiler for Wordy, as usual:

      Updated 04-21-2019 at 04:58 AM by 89930

      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
    15. Log 1418 - Shin Shadowrun Tensei

      by , 03-19-2019 at 01:49 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Monday 18 March 2019

      Got a dream and some short lucid dreams to note.

      Dream 1 - Shin Shadowrun Tensei

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

      Scrap Group 1
      At a dimly lit hospital room. Soon, a flat-line was heard. I trembled in distress from what that may imply. I then got aware. To relieve myself of tension, I converted that unnerving sound into music. Specifically, Quicksilver from Guilty Gear Isuka. The dream soon collapsed.

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

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

      Updated 03-19-2019 at 03:13 AM by 89930

      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
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