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    spellbee2

    Take a fun trip inside the enigma that is my mind. This is where I usually post my most vivid/lucid/favorite dreams.

    Recurring Characters:

    Me - What's a story without a main character? Let's just say if I had to describe myself in one word, it would be "derp". My dream form is about the same, with maybe a little less body fat and a little more self-confidence/courage. In my normal, non-lucid dreams, I tend to be fairly timid, much like my normal personality. In my lucids, however, I have a lot more courage, often speaking out and even fighting against those that hurt others or me. My dream control still sometimes needs work, but practice makes perfect.

    Vi - (Image) My brown-haired, green-eyed dream guide. She first appeared in a lucid a long time ago, but she's been appearing more often as of late. She was originally very soft-spoken, and often somewhat judgmental when I confronted her. However, as I've continued to interact with and get to know her, she's become more open and talkative (sometimes a little too much). She's still fairly new to me, so I there's still a lot I don't know about her, but I'm looking forward to seeing her more often and finding out as much as I can.

    1. 4/19/17 - Spring Comp Night 5

      by , 04-19-2017 at 04:38 PM
      I’m on a Youtube gaming show where we play terrible video games. We’re trying to decide what game to play next, when we stumble across a Barbie-branded ripoff of Rocket League, that’s apparently so badly made that it will break your Wii if you try to save your game.

      I’m apparently trying to make a chess board out of M&M’s to send to a friend in prison. My brother (a policeman IRL) comes in excited about getting a jury summons, because he knows the case that it’s for. He drives me and him down to the DMV so he can turn in some jury-related paperwork. It doesn’t take long, because apparently this DMV has a drive-thru.

      I’m back at college. The main building for all the classes (which is notoriously known for having an incredibly confusing room numbering system) has been reorganized, so all the rooms are sorted into letter and color codes to find them easier. I’m walking with my mom, trying to help her find some classroom she’s looking for.

      I’m riding in a car with a woman from my church, and just about everyone on the road seems to be swerving or generally driving recklessly. I look out the window and see the same woman in another car, with all of her family riding with her. “Strange, that seems like something that would happen in a dream.” We then start talking about lucid dreaming, and I say something along the lines of, “Yeah, if this was a dream, I’d know because this car would be driving in the grass or up a wall or something.”
      That’s when I finally realize that we are driving in the grass, and become fully lucid.

      The car somehow just kind of dissolves, and I find myself walking in these ancient ruins that I seem to think are Roman architecture. I’m kind of being drawn into this dark temple-like building, but I stop myself, and realize that I’ve complained for a while about how not enough of my lucids are outdoors. So instead, I turn around and decide to explore my surroundings. I rub my hands to stabilize a bit, but already the dream is incredibly clear - possibly one of my clearest lucids in a long time. As I pass between some overturned pillars that had begun to sprout grass out of their cracks, I come across a bright golden statue of a knight on a pedestal in the middle of a clearing. As I approach it, it comes to life and extends its sword to hand it to me. I take it and try swinging it around - it feels very solid, but it’s about 6 feet long and awkward to control. “Got anything smaller?” I ask. Without saying a word, he takes his sword back and hands me smaller sword that’s much more manageable. He also hands me a shield, but it feels more like a pie tin in the shape of a shield - it doesn’t even have a handle to grab it, so I just kind of awkwardly hold it by the side.

      This whole interaction with him seems incredibly symbolic, so I ask, “What exactly do you represent?” Just then, he gets into a fighting stance and starts attacking me. He slashes me once across the legs, which knocks me down at first. But after the initial sting goes away, I feel no pain and get back up again. We fight for a bit, until I finally get a swing it at his legs. He falls hard to the ground, writhing in pain. His helmet falls off from the impact, and I see him crying like a little kid as he starts throwing a tantrum (which I find somewhat humorous).
      I kind of lose lucidity at this point, and the dream turns into more of a movie. The character I was playing is apparently a teenager who was diagnosed with cancer, and because of his treatment was incredibly bedridden and unable to walk. Because of this, he uses lucid dreams to be able to walk again and experience that freedom. The knight is touched by his story, and mentions that he will grant him a fresh start. The main character then wakes up in his bed and suddenly realizes that he is 5 years younger - apparently back to the time the cancer began to develop, giving him a chance to get it treated in the early stages.

      4 NLDs - 4
      WBTB - 2
      DILD - 10
      Stabilize - 1
      Interact w/ DC - 2

      Night Total - 19 pts
      Tags: competition
      Categories
      memorable , lucid
    2. 4/15/17 - Spring Comp Night 1

      by , 04-15-2017 at 06:22 PM
      Apologies in advance for my writing - according to my offline DJ, my last lucid was on February 22nd, so it’s been way too long since I’ve written anything up fully like this. But WOW, leave it to competitions to finally break me out of my lucidless rut.

      I’m apparently good friends with Austin Hargrave (“PeanutButterGamer” on Youtube), and I’m meeting him and another friend at a local pizza place. I contemplate asking him for tips on starting my own gaming channel on Youtube, but suddenly remember I need to call ahead and reserve a table.

      A house in my neighborhood that I’ve apparently been looking into buying just got sold to an elderly couple, and I drive by in my car to see them ceremoniously signing the final papers out on the front porch.


      I do a WBTB, and then fall back asleep with no dreams. I wake up about an hour later and manage to DEILD into a dream. I’m standing outside of a McDonald’s in the drive-thru lane. I RC by looking at my right hand - I’m first intrigued by how realistic it looks, but as I move it my fingers start turning invisible. My left arm is raised above my head for some reason, but I’m unable to move it. I assume it’s up there because that’s where my real arm is, so I attempt to “separate” my dream arm from it. This sort of works - I now have a second left arm that I can control, but my original left arm is still raised. Somehow the dream starts to destabilize, but I manage to recover it enough and find myself in my bedroom at my old house. I stop to think of my 3-step tasks, and since the first one is to fly, I jump out my bedroom window and start flying. Underneath me, the entire landscape is a frozen tundra (an odd sight for a Florida home). I start to hear background music and quickly recognize it as the City Escape theme from Sonic Adventure 2. I continue to look around, but because all the snow around me is white, the entire dream turns white and I wake up.

      Two of my friends arrive at my house to hang out. One of them, who just got back from his architecture internship in California, has a projector screen under his arm and asks if I have a projector he can use to show us his portfolio.

      I’m at a cabin in the mountains, working undercover as a hiker trying to infiltrate some drug trafficking operation going on nearby. I manage to sneak into this warehouse nearby owned by one of the local gangs, but while I’m gathering evidence, a rival gang starts attacking the compound. I try to hide to make sure I’m not spotted by either gang, and somehow manage to sneak back out. I run to a laptop that I’ve stashed nearby to report back to headquarters, but before I can do that, one of the gang leaders comes from around the corner and points a gun at my head. I immediately become lucid and manage to strip the gun from his hands. The rest of the gang appears behind him and starts shooting at me, but because I’m lucid the bullets don’t even penetrate the skin. I start firing back to take them down, but it turns out they’re invincible as well for some reason. One of my team members throws some kind of grenade that magically turns them all into balloons, and then fires at them with a special dart gun to pop and kill them all. Soon after, a helicopter arrives to pick us up, and as we head back to headquarters, we fly over my college campus, which has a ton of new state-of-the-art buildings.

      For some reason, we have Easter church service in my bedroom, and I sing a duet with some other girl in the youth group, which manages to sound halfway decent despite having microphone difficulties.

      I’m at my old high school, where there’s an intramural softball game between my high school graduating class and a ton of DV members. I’m watching from the sidelines since I technically fall into both groups, but I’m secretly rooting for DV, and start cheering wildly when we score 2 runs on a sacrifice fly.


      Night 1
      5 NLDs - 5
      WBTB - 2
      First WILD (DEILD) - 10
      RC/Stabilization - 1
      Fly + 1st Step - 10
      First DILD - 10
      Gain Invulnerability - 5

      Night 1 Total - 43 pts
      Tags: competition
      Categories
      lucid