task of the month

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 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 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 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 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.

Created Saturday 31 October 2020

Got a DILD and a fragment today.

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At home. There was a blue and white shuttle bus outside.

Dream 1 - October 2020

Scene 1 - Another Brief Condo Flight Awareness
The visuals were slightly blurred. I was walking outside through a pathway within a condo complex during a cloudy day. As I enter a hallway, I get aware. I float around for a bit, but the dream begins collapsing. I wake up briefly. Re-entry.

Scene 2 - Magic Curtain Rod
The visuals were dimmer than before. I was upstairs at home during night time, vague lights visible from below. I retained awareness.

Took a moment to really keep presence in the dream. After that, I hurry downstairs. As I do, I think over a list of tasks. Only the magic wand tasks seemed tenable at the moment. And so, I go to the front window, and wrench the curtain rod from its attachment. Oddly, the curtains remain floating in place. Anyway, I observe the metal rod. This one was an older kind we'd replaced years ago, one that had a fake crystal at the end.

I gesture and mutter nonsense at the rod as part of an enchantment spell. Next, I point the wand at the door, expecting something amazing to shoot out. Instead, I only got a bit of smoke. I whipped it repeatedly, and eventually got a trite rainbow display you'd find in a cheap carnival toy. Unsatisfied, I continued further, until finally, sparks began flying out. They initially only trickled out, but eventually they fired and smoked out in a similar manner to the spark cone fireworks, if more subdued. Works for me. Task complete.

I kinda drew a blank of what to do next. I only roamed around, observing the place for notable differences. Things get hazy. Don't recall anything else until the dream ended a few minutes later.

Created Tuesday 15 September 2020

Finally, another LD loop. I even got a TOTM for the effort.

Spoiler for Quite long:

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Something about being in an urban area.

FA in bed. My bro was watching an anime in the living room. This started with a guy in a green trenchcoat freefalling from the sky. Cut to a battle scene. Wizards and their (entirely female) half-dragon allies were fighting a horde of demons. Oddly, the former side used conventional battlefield tactics, such as using field fortifications to fire from behind cover. The demons were too strong for the wizards, while the dragon girls could barely hold their own against the fiends. One of the dragons looked more like a naga. I suspected this was that Dragon Maid anime (not something I know much about).

Dream 1 - Senseless Head

Scene 1 - No-Touch Tinnitus Transition
The visuals were quite hazy. WILD transition in bed, so noted by a ringing noise I've heard in some of my earliest LDs, a noise I imagine is what tinnitus sounds like. It took a minute to fully stabilize myself into the dream.

I stepped out into the lounge. The couch was dark brown instead of white. Instead of the dining table and chairs was a black leather stool, and some random clutter. I could still hear all the others going about their morning routine in RL, if much more echoed than it should sound. Regardless, there wasn't anyone around.

Things got unstable. I reached to grasp the couch so I could remain in the dream. To my surprise, I couldn't feel it. In fact, besides my own movements, I couldn't feel anything. That's a first. Out of curiosity, I tried phasing through the couch. Against expectation, I bumped off it, despite still not feeling the couch itself. It was as if I was acting out some scene in VR.

I experimented as such for about a minute before the dream collapsed. Several brief re-entries before transitioning to below.

Scene 2 - Guide's Head, Monster's Bite
The visuals were still a bit blurred. LD re-entry in bed. When back at the lounge, I run around in circles for a few minutes to look for my guide, E. Didn't seem I had any luck. I'd canceled my search, when I noticed a shocking sight: E's disembodied head on the floor. Tentatively, I lifted it closer to me. The head sprang to life in an instant. Her eyes rotated unconsciously, before fixing themselves to me. E smiled, then somehow thrust herself forward to give me a kiss. Figured she was just creeping me out for fun once again. It was actually kind funny, but still a bit too disturbing for my taste. So, I chucked her head dismissively behind me. E hovered by my shoulder momentarily, before zooming out of view.

I looked around in the living room. Just then, an invisible assailant tackled me, and started gnawing on my arm. I suspected it was some kind of zombie. The surprise warped me back to bed, and cause me to lose awareness. The unseen creature was still accosting me. I imagined throwing holy water at it. But, this only looped the scene back. Soon, the monster was tearing out my right hand. Panic had overtaken me. My only option, I thought, was to sacrifice my limb. With what little will remained, I had my severed hand, now dangling off of my torn skin, turn into acid. In an instant, both my extremity, and the unseen foe, melted into vapor.

I woke up to terrible itchiness on my arm. Once I recomposed myself, I made another WILD attempt. It took about five minutes to get the LD going.

Dream 2 - Cake and Fish

Scene 1 - Orange Caramel Cake
The visuals were a bit blurred. WILD transition in bed. I go straight to the kitchen. There were a few housemates looming around, including my bro. They noted there was a cake in the fridge. Yet, for various reasons, they didn't want to taste any of it. So, they goaded me into taking as much as I can. I thought they'd never ask!

And there it was. Resting in the far end at the top shelf of the fridge was a two-layered homemade yellow cake, complete with orange caramel frosting. Seems about 3/5ths of it was already gone. I glanced around, waiting until no one was looking before I dug in with my bare hands (guess I didn't want to gross the others out, despite knowing full well this wasn't real, but oh well). The dessert tasted pretty much as how it looked, including the tang of orange zest, though a bit more subdued. Also, the cake itself was a bit more spongy than I'd prefer. Still, not bad.

The dream collapsed shortly after. Re-entry a minute later.

Scene 2 - September TOTM Basic Task i
The visuals started blurred, but clarified over time. Another LD re-entry in bed. I immediately darted out the room and towards the back door. Forgoing the risk of collapsing the dream by phasing through, I actually took my time to open the door. I rushed out to a rather cluttered backyard. A pleasant early dawn sky awaited me. But soon, I notice black stains of a void looming in from above. A sign the dream could end. Acting quick, I tried blasting off into the sky. Once again, as has happened recently, an invisible, rubbery barrier prevented me from ascending more than a few meters. But I pressed on.

A moment later, I was suddenly catapulted up into a now brighter blue sky. Ah, how I missed flying this way. However, I worried I might've gone into a blue void. Once again, the dream almost collapsed. I glanced around, when I noticed a little island far below, seemingly a desert island, if not for the small buildings dotting the center. Heedlessly, I dove down towards the shore, stabilizing the dream in the process. As I did, the overworld theme from the SNES version of Super Mario Bros 3 sounded in the background. This might've explained why my drop looked cheaply rendered in Mode-7 (ie appearing like a cardboard cutout) for a few seconds, but that clarified quickly.

Anyway, this presented the perfect opportunity to try one of the TOTMs. By this point, I was only a few hundred feet from landing on the sands. So, I tried tilting towards the water. Rather than move conventionally, I unintentionally stopped falling, then translated in 10 meter increments towards the water. I hummed the bonus theme from Aero the Acrobat as I did this. Speaking of water, a reef ranged through shallow parts. Amazingly, rays were looming over the reef.

I dropped myself with even greater anticipation. Before long, I splashed into the deeper end of the sea. My vision blacked out for a moment. When I came to, the first thing I saw was a bunch of rays scurrying away from me. I could clearly note two rows of white dots lining the backs of their otherwise grey skin. Would've enjoyed swimming alongside with them for more than 10 seconds, if my instinctive need for air didn't drive me to surface.

I resolved myself to dive in again. But, for reasons unknown, I could only keep the front half of my body submerged. Furthermore, the water suddenly got too murky to see anything. The dream faded. I woke up with a gasp.


Media References:

Super Mario All-Stars - Super Mario Bros 3 - Overworld

Aero the Acrobat - Bonus Stage

Created Thursday 06 August 2020

Wow. Lots of things today. False memories of writing notes made me forget some details, as did the phone somehow deleting quite a bit of content. Frickin thing...

Spoiler for Quite long. NSFW violence.:

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WILD transition in bed. My vision was terrible, and I had a lot of trouble moving. I could barely float towards the kitchen, where I heard several figures speaking. I called out for their attention, but they didn't seem to listen.

Various FA and SP experiences. Been a while since my last SP, heh. Seeing as I couldn't move, I just waited them out for a more proper transition.

WILD transition in bed. The stage transition sound byte from Sonic Adventure 2 suddenly sounded. Warp. Spectator mode. This was a clip of a 3D Sonic game. Knuckles was running through a bridge/tunnel over a waterway. Tube Panic from Knuckles Chaotix was sounding in the background. After watching for a minute, I manifested into the dream. I flew at high speeds through numerous tunnels.

FA in bed. I assumed I was writing notes. I also failed to notice my speaking with my guide, E.

Dream 1 - August TOTM Basic I

The visuals were dim and quite blurred, mostly due to my face being covered by sheets and a sleeping mask. FA in bed, though I quickly got aware.

Suddenly, a figure pounced on me. I wrestled back, keeping them at arm's length. I soon heard this was my brother Isaac, or rather, someone that sounded somewhat like him. He claimed that I bothered him somehow, but I ignored him. Instead, I asked he take off my covers so that I could finally see more clearly. He begrudgingly complied.

Free of him, I got up to take a better look around. It was then that I noticed the figure glaring at me from bed wasn't Isaac. Instead, he looked suspiciously similar to myself in my adolescence. Regardless, I just thought to only interact with him for reasons of a task.

"Hey.", I began. "Who's dream is this?"

"Your's, obviously.", the younger me responded while rolling his eyes. I didn't expect he'd know as much. This made me very curious.

"Surprised you knew that. Who are you?".

"I'm your subconscious."

I frowned at his answer. "Subconscious? What a load of crap.", I thought to myself. Still, I did want to understand more of this. "I already have E as a guide.", I answered. "I don't need your help".

The kid glowered. "You shouldn't follow her. Don't trust her."

What an incredulous response. I didn't know whether to be insulted, confused, or humored. My 'subconscious' kept deriding E,, while I dismissed him as a misinformed know-nothing. We continued to argue for a bit until the dream collapsed.

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Another FA in bed, where I once again thought I wrote some notes down.

Dream 2 - Hog Head Crush

The visuals were dim and quite blurred. FA/SP in bed.

Suddenly, I was beset by a grunting beast: a large feral hog. Couldn't really see it, but it certainly oinked like one. The creature immediately chewed on my scalp, tearing off large chunks of skin. It didn't hurt that much, but that didn't make it any less disturbing. I 'figured' it was avenging the deaths of all the pork I've eaten in my lifetime. Regardless, I got aware.

Seeking vengeance in turn, I tried conjuring a burning aura around me. It only manifested up as thick heat haze. Nonetheless, it worked well enough to scald the creature. The pig squealed and writhed in agony. It tried to run away, but I wasn't gonna let it get off that easy. I clenched its head with my hand. The wild animal mauled me in turn, though that didn't help it any. I dug my burning fingers into its skull. Before long, the hog's head moldered away. The dream collapsed shortly after.

Dream 3 - Late to the Great War

The visuals were dim. FA in bed, though I got aware again.

Soon, a vision appeared before me. It starts with an evening thunderstorm over grassy hills. Continuous lightning strikes illuminated the skies in a spectacular display. Just then, unusual vehicles loomed in from the land and air. From above, a fleet of alien-looking zepplins cruised the skies. From the hills tromped in bulbous tanks with four mechanical legs instead of treads. Although the tech didn't seem like it was from anything found on Earth, it also appeared dated, no more advanced than the interwar period.

And then, a battle erupted. Cluster bombs rained from above, ruining much of the countryside in seconds. By some miracle, most of the tanks remained intact. A constant barrage of artillery shells fired from the horizon, lighting up the clouds. Infantry rushed in from nowhere, taking cover within craters.

It was an equally terrible and mesmerizing sight. I didn't want to just spectate any longer. I manifested within the scene. Rain and winds pressed down hard, keeping me from moving too much. The surprise of that, and my over-eagerness, caused the dream to collapse.


Dream 4 - In The Clutches of Another Hungry Giant Lady

The visuals started quite blurred, though clarified over time. FA in bed, but I quickly got aware. Once again, I had trouble moving. I could only lurch my way out of the house, completely disregarding that I was only in my boxers.

It was a beautiful clear day. The sun glared in my eyes momentarily. As I shambled out the driveway, I overheard Egg Reverie from Sonic Mania sounding in the background. I opted to change it to Track 6 from Dyna Brothers.

Anyway, I paced my way out of the neighborhood. That's when I noticed a few glaring incongruities: the road forward extended for many blocks, there were several 6-story tall condo buildings in the distance, and, above all, there was a stout, similarly-sized gigantic woman tromping around near said buildings.

Interested, I wanted to hurry over there. But, I was really impatient, and decided just to conjure the giant woman towards me. Instead, a colossal cartoon character appeared, though it didn't take long for them to appear lifelike. I looked up, to see it was a different giantess, dark skinned, average build, and roughly 60+ feet in height. The woman was wearing only a red tank-top and boxers, and given that her puffy hair was matted, she obviously only got up from bed as well. She was a bit plain looking, but still, she didn't look bad given the circumstances.

Suddenly, the woman scooped me up in one hand. As startling as that was, I kept my composure. I began greeting her, but the sleepy giantess snarled back before I could finish. Just then, she dragged me into her gaping mouth! Her teeth and molars clamped down at my midsection. She fiercely gnawed and yanked on my torso with her jaws, knocking the air out of me, harshly bruising my skin, and breaking my bones. Gotta say, this stung like hell.

Acting quick, I tried turning my body into stone, though In my haste, I could only do so on my back. Nonetheless, this was more than enough to crack and chip her top teeth. The giantess gasped in pain. Soon, she lost her hold on me, and I fell.

I found myself landing back to my bed. I awakened promptly.

Created Friday 10 July 2020

I got two DILDs and a scrap today.

Spoiler for Kinda long:

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Dreams where I was conversing with some mystical being.

Dream 1 - Deadly Prank and Flight Radio LD

The visuals started a bit blurred. Spectator mode. This depicted an episode of Spongebob Squarepants. The title character and his friend Patrick were in an unknown apartment suite. The two were in a make believe game of hero and villain, Spongebob acting as the former, and Patrick the latter. However, Patrick got so engrossed in the game, that he started to believe he himself was really a villain. Things started getting dangerous when the starfish left deathtraps in every room. Spongebob was eventually cornered. As he cowered, Patrick loomed towards him with a nasty looking weapon. The insane starfish drew closer and closer... only to immediately drop the whole matter as if it never happened. Spongebob, with a sigh of relief, also laughed away his own near-death experience.

Around this point, I manifested on the floor of the suite's kitchen. I was exhausted, so I didn't even bother trying to get up. There were a few other voices, but I didn't pay attention. Soon, a fluffy medium sized dog trotted along right up to me. It got too curious for my liking. I was afraid it was going to bite me. But instead, it simply licked my face. This got me to question my environment, and thus, I quickly gained awareness.

Springing to my feet, I rushed to a room at the far end, then jumped out of an open window. I found myself flying over an expansive city surrounded by grassy hills, all under a clear dawn sky. Among the more interesting sites were two or more amusement parks, as well as an airport carelessly built between a few skyscrapers. Quite a view, especially considering that my visuals clarified by this point.

I opted to form rigid metal wings on my back just for the fun of it. Just then, I received a radio message internally (not unlike Codec calls in Metal Gear Solid).

"This is the US Air Force", says a male voice, his words muffled a bit by static. "If you can understand me, leave this airspace or we well open fire."

Well, this never happened before. I figured he thought I was some kind of alien.

"Permission to land.", I responded promptly, filtering my voice to sound inhumanly deep.

It took a moment before I received another message. "...alright.", the voice says skeptically. I don't think he expected me to talk.

Anyway, I looked for a safe, flat landing spot outside the city. But, there was nothing of the kind. The dream destabilized, and collapsed shortly after. DEILD attempt two minutes later, though I dozed off.

Dream 2 - July 2020 TOTM Basic Task I

Scene 1 - Game Gear Idea Awareness
The visuals started blurred. I was resting on the floor of an apartment suite similar to above. Dazzling sunlight forced me to half-open my eyes. There was some commotion going on in another room nearby, as well as noise from people getting started with their day. I just wanted to get some sleep, that is, until I started questioning my state. As a test, I meditated in an effort to float up as I laid supine. It took some effort, but eventually, I did levitate. This easily affirmed the dream.

I was about to head out the door, when I spotted this dude (olive skin, dark, unkempt hair) playing something on a Game Gear. On closer inspection, he had a Sonic game loaded. This got me to sound music from the series. The first in mind was Aquatic Ruin Zone from Sonic 2. I then had the idea to visit that very location. With an unusual combination of focus and anticipation, the scenery warped.

Scene 2 - A Visit to an Aquatic Ruin
The visuals were clearer. I instantly found myself just where I wanted, a lifelike version of Aquatic Ruin Zone, sunlight seeping through the foliage. This did indeed appear as the crumbling walls of an ancient city overrun by tropical wilderness. The air was heavy with vapor, though I never did directly see a body of water as per the namesake of this location. Anyway, as I floated around, I decided to pull down a nearby branch to touch the leaves. They were surprisingly sharp on the edges. I then noticed big red berries growing on the branches, the very same ones from the game. Of course, I wanted to sample them. Unfortunately, an unseen force dragged me out before I could do so. Cue another warp.

Scene 3 - Mountain Breaking Wave
The visuals were perfectly clear. I was standing by a road between some hills and a thin forest, a partially cloudy blue sky above. Various different locales were in the distance. To the far right were the shores of a beach. A city spanned out throughout the rest of the horizon, their skyscrapers notably larger than normal.

I took a moment to appreciate the view, when I quickly went over some tasks in my mind. I settled for this month's basic task i. Of course, that meant I had to find a mountain. I walked towards the left alongside the road. It didn't take long for me to notice a huge, ice-peaked bluish grey mountain leftwards to the horizon. After a brief moment of concentration, I released my aura. It was visually tame, appearing as just a quick, transparent wave that pulsed in the air for a moment. So it came as a bit of a surprise when the mountain crumbled seconds later. Job well done, I thought.

Regardless, I wanted to see such destruction more closely. With an upward wave of my hand, I collected as much asphalt as I could from the road to create a huge hill made of the same material. Once again, I conjured my aura. In an instant, the asphalt mountain exploded violently into millions of chunks. Some of the larger clumps almost flew right at me.

Perhaps I got startled a bit. The dream collapsed shortly after.

Spoiler for Aquatic Ruin Zone:

Created Wednesday 24 June 2020

Yes, finally. Some LDs to write down.

Spoiler for Spoilered for length:

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Playing a text adventure game. I was making an agreement with someone. The cat then woke me up

Another text adventure game. Some demon lady was talking to me. The event switched from a game to actually occurring 'live', though the two of us still spoke only in text. I mostly just reflected on some other dream I've since forgotten.

Watching gameplay of Capcom vs. SNK 2. One team had Kyosuke, and the other had Yun, I think. Later, I was seated on a sofa in a living room. Stan Smith from American Dad was seated on another couch, as was this black lady. Stan took pity on her, and gave her unwanted help, treating her as a child. Just then, snakes slithered from under the seats. Feeling one creeping on my back startled me awake.

Dream 1 - Handy Possession

The visuals started quite blurred. False awakening in bed.

I was still feeling tired, so I just wanted to get 'back' to sleep. Suddenly, a whole bunch of people were going in and out of the room. I could here the voices of my brother August, my cousin Anna and her family, plus my sister Mary along with her kids and nephew. On occasion, I could glance at a few of them. I tried speaking to them semi-consciously to leave me be, but they didn't listen. I overheard August making concerns about money (something about missing $25). He searched all over, making a bigger commotion than I'd prefer.

Eventually, I figured out how silly this all was, and got aware. It was a great relief to feel this again. My vision, incidentally, got much better. I got up immediately, and ran upstairs to the empty room. The window was open. Which, of course, means flying out. I soar towards a clear blue down. I pass through a forest, then arrive on an open grassfield. Had to rub my hands, as well as compacting myself to a seated position, to keep things stable on occasion.

Next, some tasks. The only one in mind was this month's bonus task. And so, I attempted to transform into a Mister Handy robot. But, no matter how much I concentrated, nothing happened. I scratched my head on the matter, when I saw a trio of similar robots waddling in a pond. Much like the aforementioned robots, these were bulbous chrome-plated legless automatons, though they had only one eyestalk (the center one) instead of three, two arms, and a wheel in place of jet thrusters. I landed near them to observe.

I then got the idea to possess one of the robots, which was surprisingly easy to do. I rolled out of the pond to get a better handle of this form. The arms weren't much different to handle than my own, just significantly scrawnier. I tried activating the lower arms, though only at this point did I realize this robot didn't possess them. Furthermore, I couldn't feel anything below the body. I could sort of feel pressure from the wheel below, but not too much. Didn't quite feel satisfied with this.

The dream collapsed shortly after.

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False awakening. Heard the cat meowing to be let out (which was actually happening in IRL). I get up to deal with it. I still felt quite woozy. Another FA. The cat was meowing at my face, though it sounded a lot different. I tried sneering at it to leave me alone, but I was too tired to move. Then I actually woke up.

At work in the restaurant. The place was wider than normal, and quite crowded. August was there. I mentioned we probably weren't getting much tip, despite the traffic. There was some sort of raffle going on.

Dream 2 - Handy Transformation

The visuals were slightly dim and blurred. I was seated at a small eatery. Joonathan and someone else was with me. We were soon given menus by a waitress, an older light-skinned woman with shoulder length auburn hair. The item choices didn't seem all that interesting.

I got up to wash my hands, but found that the bathroom had been boarded up. Turned out the only sink available was on an occupied table across from me. Was really awkward to get stared at by the family there as I cleaned my hands. I had a feeling this would be a serious health code violation, but I just shrugged this off.

Instead of returning to my table, I decided to take a better look around the place. To do so, I started floating around while seated. I turned the corner to a hallway cluttered with a mess of supplies. As I turned back, the waitress confronted me. She was annoyed that I was back there, doubly so because my flying was distracting the customers. I didn't really appreciate her snippy attitude, but no harm, as her words helped me figure out the dream.

I made my way to the exit. A bunch of people were crowding the door. I tried phasing through the glass walls, but couldn't. So, I had to wait half a minute before I could get the chance to squeeze through the door.

The street outside was an odd but appealing mixture of huge trees and large office buildings, of which almost entirely concealed an afternoon sky. Many kinds of folk were appreciating the view as much as I was. To the right was an especially vast stadium. Looking closer revealed steel frames stretching up to the sky. This made me assume it was a space station.

Thinking of space made me want to get there. I tried blasting off, but found it impossible to float higher than a few meters. As I did so, perspective skewed so that I appeared half of my natural size. It was alarming to see how much larger the passerby's were compared to me.

Unwilling to allow stubbornness compromise the dream, I just moved on to trying the bonus TOTM again. This time, I was able to morph into a Mister Handy without incident. My head, now replaced with an eyestalk, felt smaller, with the stock itself feeling like an especially long, narrow neck. My vision's scope widened a bit, but was otherwise the same. The "torso" was bulbous and rigid, impossible to turn or move on its own. Like in the previous attempt, I had two arms instead of the traditional Mister Handy's additional left and right eyestalks (can't imagine how disorienting that would be). These arms, which ended in claws, were a bit stiff, though they weren't very difficult to control. Below that were the thrusters, its turbines feeling as a faint vibration as I floated around. This time, I actually had three lower arms dangling below me. The left and right ones didn't feel all that different to use from my legs, if thin, uncomfortably spread apart, more flexible, and a bit numb. The center lower arm was... odd. It just felt so out of place. I could only move it with a lot of concentration. I sensed that with practice, it might eventually feel natural. Regardless, I felt completely disturbed about the whole thing. Furthermore, the pincers at the end of these lower arms were completely inaccessible to me.

I spent the next minute casually greeting passerby's, and with Mister Handy's voice, no less. Some dude leaned in very close to inspect me. To my surprise, I automatically responded to such, as if I were programmed to do so.

"Do not interrupt the performers while they're on stage.", I said with a snarky and demanding tone. Didn't really understand the context, but oh well.

The dream faded into a stain, and collapsed shortly after.

Media References:

Spoiler for Image of Mister Handy - Basic Model:

Spoiler for Image of an upgraded Mister Handy with five arms (two of which replace eyestalks:

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...

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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.

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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.

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:

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In a mall. Jacob was there as well. Neon lights brightened the shop entrances and decorated much of the interior. Along our route, I mention trying to find a supposed buffet we went to before, though Jaboc was reluctant to eat so much. I got aware around that point. Even so, I opt to find the buffet, looking for over a minute until the dream fades.

Two short, uh, NSFW LDs.

Dream 1 - Ephermeral Eats, Still Construct

The visuals were a bit dim and blurred. I was in the lounge at home.

Things were notably different. Much of the furniture was missing, and the sofa there was brown, smaller, and generally unfamiliar. There was also a short, long wooden table. A spread of fried foods was set atop. I sat down, and tried a fried pastry of some sort. However, the food vanished as soon as I bit into it.

I then attempted to conjure TPD. She soon appeared in view, though flickered in and out of sight. It took a bit of concentration before she manifested entirely. The construct fell on the couch, her head across my lap. Rather than flaming hair, she possessed a crown as black as her cold exterior. TPD didn't say anything, just staring at me, waiting for input. I couldn't think of much else than repeat my previous dreams, and some yammering on future dream goals.

I went on for minutes before the dream faded. DEILD transition.

Dream 2 - Crisp Iceburg Lettuce

The visuals were bright, but stil blurred. I was in a white void. Soon, an SUV pulled up beside me. I opened the back door to find a bunch of groceries. Thinking of the TOTMs, I sift through the bags, until I find a head of lettuce (iceburg lettuce, if I'm correct). It was deceptively cold to keep in hand, freezing, in fact. I wasted no time chowing down. Although cold, it was actually really easy to bite into. Crisp, yet quite moist. Of taste, it was faintly earthy, not too bitter, more like drinking cucumber water rather than biting into a raw vegetable. It was really easy to go down, so much so that I at it all in three bites.

The dream faded shortly after. DEILD transition.

Dream 3 - Quick FPS Indulgence

The visuals were a bit blurred. I was running around in some kind of futuristic industrial site, blinking panels and exposed pipes lining chrome-covered surfaces. I also noticed both my donning a suit of power armor and a wielding a laser rifle.

Not long into this, I found myself under fire. A wild gunfight was taking place. Half a dozen or so other figures were zooming around, each armed and armored similar to myself. Figured this was a FPS scenario of some sort. No sense not indulging. I was rather incautious: where others took over, I merely struck out in the open, firing away at random. I acknowledged how improbably lucky I was not to get shot once.

This went on for a few minutes. Think I managed two kills (the other guys were quite hardy) before the dream collapsed. DEILD transition.

Dream 4 - Sky Hill Skiing

The visuals started almost pitch black. DEILD transition in bed. I roll to the side, and fell into a white void. I tried flying around, only to slide atop an unknown surface.

Soon, I found myself skiing down a snowy slope. I descended for over 1000ft, when the hill suddenly crested up at the edge. Somehow, I was launched straight to the clouds. I spun around, and even did some side-flips and back-flips for good measure. Then, from out of nowhere, I randomly acquired a laser pistol. I shrugged, and fired at the clouds surrounding me.

Things got really hazy. Don't recall how this dream ended. Tried DEILDing when I woke up, but I lost consciousness.


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At home. I was watching Jacob play some indie-developed game. It seemed to use graphics from various different sources, including the Demon roguelike. Yet somehow, the game could also create new graphics with assets that was fed to it on the spot, a feature I acknowledged at the time. It otherwise played as a ho-hum platformer RPG. Anyway, from the aforementioned roguelike, I noticed Reprobus was on screen. This got me to ramble on about the boss battle with him and Mordecai. DEILD after I woke up.

Dream 5 - Death to Reprobus

The visuals were a bit blurred and dim. I was walking down a dark hallway. Soon, the passage opened up into a rectangular stadium made of earth and stone. Despite its ancient type of construction, it looked impressively well maintained. Regardless, the site was abandoned.

I immediately recalled that frustrating Reprobus boss fight, my hatred towards the character, and furthermore, my disdain of the mythological figure that inspired him. And so, I conjured a being in his likeness. Unexpectedly, it'd appeared like some live-action furry, which only served to further fuel my ire further. It was around then that I noticed my having a hulking musculature, and my wielding an huge axe.

Obviously, I attacked, charging at the figure. In one swing, I chopped the creature in half through the hip. But I wouldn't stop there. I created many other clones of Reprobus, each making goading postures more obnoxious than the last. The nearest one had the displeasure of having his head lopped off. Before his body fell, I grabbed it, leaped several stories upwards, then chucked it into the dirt, whereupon it exploded into a gory mess. Similar carnage followed with each subsequent copies. My only disappointment was that none of these reprobates seemed to fight back.

Don't recall how this ended. I tried DEILDing again, but lost awareness once more.

Dream 6 - The Littlest Home Invader

The visuals were dim. I was at the front seat of a vehicle, which itself was parked near a small house isolated from civilization, starless night sky above. Cast-iron gates surrounded much of the structure plus its yard.

There was a pre-adolescent girl in the vehicle, light skinned, wavy brown hair, eyes very wide. In fact, she looked quite similar to my cousin Cassandra in her youth. Soon, the girl speaks about the denizens of the nearby house, none of it all too pleasant. She mentions how the people there became wealthy due to predatory lending schemes. Among their victims was the girl's own family. As part of payment, the girl had to give up something of hers, something that she highly regarded. Our reason for being there was plainly apparent: she planned to steal the item back.

It seems I had knowledge on security details about the dwelling. I identified the safest access point was in one of the gates to the backyard, the one closest to the main entrance. Unlike the other doors, which would trigger an alarm when unauthorized figures touched it, that gate would only sound an alarm if it were tampered with unsuccessfully. However, I warned her that only a skilled locksmith would be able to pull off such a task, not to mention that she'd somehow have to sneak past world class private security keeping an eye on the place. The girl looked terrified, yet I knew from the look of her eye that she wasn't going to back down.

Timeskip. Things appear from her viewpoint. The girl sneaks towards the designated gate. She tries picking the lock, but it was quite obvious she had no idea how to do that. Cue the alarms. Fittingly, the Tanker Alert Theme from Metal Gear Solid 2 sounded in the background, and continued throughout the rest of the dream. In any case, the girl flees into the thickets within the nearby forest.

Timeskip again. Spectator mode. The girl could now be seen hurrying through the streets of an industrial urban area. She looked to be at the point of collapsing. Using what little strength she had left, she climbed over a chain link fence into a dark alleyway. The girl then ducks down under a nearby stairway. Seconds later, another figure surveys the area. A security personnel. This was a hard-faced 40 year old woman, light skinned, athletically built, hair tied beneath a cap. The guard searched thoroughly around the site for well over three minutes. It seemed she was about to go elsewhere, when suddenly, she spots the girl.

The suspense wakes me up.

Created Saturday 22 June 2019

Quite a morning. Lots of things to note today.

Spoiler for spoilered for austerity:

Dream 1 - Quantum Excursion

Scene 1 - Arms of the Void
Virtually no visuals at all. Several WILD/DEILD transition in bed. First few were rather unstable. In later runs, I swung up, down, and through the bed, as if on a tether, until I fell straight to the void. Brief transitions occurred, one in a hospital, and another with family.

In a later transition back in bed, I made efforts to summon my guide, E. I eventually felt four arms wrap around me from underneath, which then dragged me back into the void. Warp.

Scene 2 - Freeze The Sun!
The visuals started dim and blurred, but somewhat clarified over time. I was looking out a window in an unknown apartment suite. Outside stood tremendous urban houses tall enough to reach an overcast sky. Remembering the TOTMs, I flew outside, and looked around for the sun. I continued miles away to a forested area, where the sky was finally clear and blue enough to see what I wanted.

Several attempts were made in trying to freeze it, first by just thinking it, then by trying to charge up and shoot a freeze ray at it, with no luck. And then, in my last go at the latter, I unexpectedly fired a brilliant, snowflake-shaped projectile the size of a large medicine ball. The missile steadily made its way towards the sun. All of a sudden, a bunch of strange creatures floated in view. These appeared what could be best described as giant piscine animals, trunks in place of mouths, and bright orange and blue carapaces covering much of their bodies. Whether intentional or not, over a dozen of them got into the line of fire. Fortunately, the projectile phased right through them. It then continued along into the horizon, whereupon the sun was struck instantly.

Blinding light covers my eyes. The chill of frost follows suit. When I come to, I see that the sun has, rather comically, been encased in a thin cube of ice. In fact, it now appeared like a glowing snowball, its piercing light bright enough to illuminate the land. Furthermore, the surrounding wilderness had been covered by soft snow.

I fly around some more, eventually arriving at an arborous hill. Deer were running around below. Contrasting the environment, these animals appeared blocky and pixellated, similar to mobs in voxel games like Minecraft. Annoyed at their presence, I fired golden energy orbs at these critters. Explosions launched all those deers out of view, leaving a smoking crater in their stead.

The dream collapsed shortly after. DEILD transition.

Scene 3 - Diving into The Quantum Realm
Started practically blind again. Another transition in bed. I dive through the void. Eventually, I get the idea to go to the "Quantum Realm" (as depicted in the Marvel Cinematic Universe). I spring up an AR HUD to track (poorly defined) energy readings, of which appeared as several meters and gauges in my left. Next, I shrunk myself, and continued to do so for much longer than I ever did.

Eventually, faint light could be seen in the distance, steadily expanding and becoming brighter until I was within it. Surrounding me was a twilight world flowing with cosmic dust, brilliant sparks, and fluid, splaying iridescence. I would've stayed much more than just a minute to appreciate this view, had I not noticed a green leech-like creature lumbering towards me. It was initially of a manageable size. But, since I was still unwittingly shrinking, it was eventually so large as to become the only thing I could see. The beast opened its terrible maw, sharp teeth running down through its gullet, and sucked me inside. Had I not willfully shrunk further, I would've been grounded up into mincemeat.

Now, I was small enough to see individual particles. All of these were bouncing around like billiard balls on crack, and conveniently were of likewise contrasting colors to distinguish them. Occasional electrical currents (or, better put, something visibly like it) kept them bound to each other.

Specious reasoning related to photons, quantum entanglement, and quantum tunneling, allowed me to justify warping elsewhere. I visualized a location. The background faded, and faint images came and went. Besides that, nothing else seemed to happen. Unwitting warp.

Scene 4 - Living Parade Floats
The visuals were blurred. Initially, all I could see was a clear blue sky. Then, various figures appeared, only they all looked like caricatures of actual people. Perspective warped each to either be bigger or smaller than they first seemed.

I zoomed back, to find a parade was ongoing in city streets. It seems the largest, most misshapen of the "people" were actually vehicle-mounted parade floats. And yet, said floats were also individuals all their own. One of such, depicting a grumpy blonde woman, scooped out someone from the audience, and swallowed them whole. No one seemed to care at all.

Several familiar figures were on said blonde-float. One of these was Frylock from Aqua Teen Hunger Force. But, when he spoke, he sounded like Master Shake, and indeed, made inane ramblings similar to the same character. I remembered the crying task, and thought to do so by making trouble. I yelled out to the float-lady, screaming "That guy stole your wallet!", all while pointing at 'Frylock'. The float glares at him, then seizes him in her grip. 'Frylock' breaks down to sobs, and pleads for his life.

Things destabilize. I focus on the environment to correct this. Just then, Master Shake (as himself) runs towards me, clearly upset.

"Why would you do that?!", he grumbled.

I smiled nervously. "Sorry about that", I responded. "I was just trying to-"

"I was gonna give it back!" Guess he somehow took her wallet after all.

Things deteriorated. DEILD back in seconds.

Scene 5 - More Quantum Stuff
Started almost blind once more. Transition in bed. I fell into the void. Yet again, I warped into the "Quantum Realm", only this time, things modulate much quicker. Like before, I try teleporting somehwere specific. I end up warping almost seamlessly.

Now, I find myself as a shrunken figure in an unknown home, the walls white and floors wood. A mouse hole was carved (from my perspective) a few dozen meters away. I hurry to hide there, just in case the residents weren't the friendly type. Things start slowing down, much like a poorly streamed video. Concurrently, I felt myself in bed. Only stayed a few more seconds before I woke up.

Dream 2 - Brave Rush, Reckless Rush

Scene 1 - Generic Terrorist Hideout
The visuals were a bit blurred I was sneaking through a rather wide alleyway gated by a chain-link fence. Some prodding around revealed a hidden pathway of concrete and steel-grated, generators humming from out of reach.

Just then, cellar doors opened up at the end of the hallway. Reactively, I activated a cloaking watch, vanishing from view. Out stepped two of the most generic looking Middle Easter terrorists ever convened: heavily armed, tanned-skinned men in baggy clothes, dark hoods concealing their faces. I "remembered" I was infiltrating a budding terrorist stronghold in the US, Indeed, they'd blurted out how they'd a sizable munition cache, and how they were using a nearby Mosque as a front for their operations. The two pass by me none-the-wiser. That's was my cue to uncloak myself (to have my hands free, i guess?), pull out a combat rifle, and gun the terrorists down.

I hurry out back to the alleyway, only to find enemies were already waiting for me. They had me dead to rights. But then, a grenade explosion took them all out. I now "recalled" a partner of mine, a dude in combat gear and balaclava, had guarded the entrance. Good save!

Too soon to celebrate, though. The place was once again swarmed. We managed to take a few more down, but it wasn't enough. Before long, we were overwhelmed.

I rewound time just as I was about to die. Now, I had my partner wield a bazooka as back-up. However, this also proved ineffective. Similar results occurred when I had him mount two machine-guns on-site. Frustrated, I opted to skip any stealth, have us both wield rocket launchers, and blow the whole place up. We then cloaked ourselves, and ambushed survivors that crawled out. Success!

Unknown transition.

Scene 2 - The Dangers of a Dark Age Rush
Similar visuals as above. I was playing a competitive game of Age of Empires 2. My brother Hubert was nearby, as were Uncle Amos and his wife Matilda. I make a Dark Age rush (specifically, the "douche" strategy) against the nearest opponent, an Aztec player. It took a bit of time to set up. Still, the player was completely unprepared for it, and gave up promptly.

But, this proved folly. Another enemy all but claimed my old site. Furthermore, the player teched up all the way to Castle Age even before I had the resources to go Feudal Age. All it took was a force of a single knight and a handful of men-at-arms to wipe my civilization out. I blurted out to the others the details of my gambit, though they didn't seem all that concerned.

Unknown transition.

Scene 3 - "Kicking Ass For Justice, and For Liberty!"
Similar visuals as above. I was once again in that aforementioned alleyway. Like before, I was raiding a terrorist ring, only this time, with a bigger group, of which included Hubert. We simply barged inside, and fired at anything that moved. Furthermore, during the onslaught, the lot of us chanted the main theme from Broforce. All-in-all, the enemy was completely dominated.

I woke up soon after.