splodeymissile

Did WILD, arrived outside my Nan's house. It was a bright, sunny day. I looked at the other houses lining the street and I saw that their design was vastly different to the real houses. In an instant, and without any fanfare or beautiful lights, the purpose behind this new design became apparent, as they were in fact large boats. The ground below and around them instantly became water and they sailed for a bit. I turned around and looked at my Nan's house. It too was different, but it was stationary and large and resembled a shopping centre more than anything else. I remembered my dream task and attempted to fly into space, to find a black hole. I failed and the world started fading out. I attempted to will clarity back, but failed at that too.

I found myself in my room, and convinced I had woken up, went on my laptop. I searched (God knows why) for humans acting as animals (can't recall the exact search term). The first link I encountered was for a TV tropes page called "elephantra". I intuitively knew it was an invented word and looked at the side of my laptop to discover the charging cable was plugged in. In real life, my sister had it. (She broke her own, so, we share). My laptop was also dead in real life and this was enough to make me lucid. Sadly, I woke up (for real, this time).

An interesting dream, where I and a bunch of people from my school went on a trip to the cinema, where we ha the choice of two films. We eventually decided, though I can't remember what we saw. Over the cause of the film, one of my friends fell off the benches we were sat on. There was also a scene where some friends from college joined us and we struggled to make enough room.

Began fully lucid in my own room. Left the house and encountered an ice cream truck, with people lining up at it. A police officer tried to stop some imaginary disturbance, but was shooed away by everyone. Somehow made it to college where the police officer was back, but had devolved into a black comedy relief style character. After a few misadventure, which I can't recall, I left him and woke up.

Brief awakening followed by a return to lucidity where I returned to my house to find my mother talking about college grades. After a while, I left her and went back outside. Tried in vain to fly, but was successful in phasing through the ice cream van. Tried to go to the zombiu world, but instead transitioned to a vaguely digital style platform floating above a stormy sea. To the left were other platforms, which I effortlessly flew to this time. I discovered that the architecture, which consisted of two flower beds and a series of purple cubicles I identified as lucidity help machine, were all made of lego. After destroying the flower beds and collecting studs, I woke up.

Fragment: There was a prostitute at my grandma's house, whose services I gladly used. She was a petite, blonde, flat chested girl.

Main dream: My old music teacher, who I recall to have been extremely creepy in this dream, asked me to go to room in my old secondary school, whose design I can't remember, but I think it had a circular something in the center. What he asked me to do there, I also can't remember, though I believe it involved decorating. There were other people in the room, including the prostitute from earlier. At some point, the room grew vacant and I left. As I was leaving school, the music teacher demanded I return to the room, though in the next breath he calmly said it was a choice. Despite noticing this contradiction, I didn't become lucid. Finally, I recall the music teacher getting incredibly jealous over something I had apparently done or not done, and, therefore, forming a group whose sole purpose was taking revenge on me. The group consisted of people I had met in the past (mostly, women), along with a bunch of fictional characters, most notably Barbossa from Pirates of the Caribbean, who took the appearance of a wanted poster, with his animated likeness on it.

Interestingly, I had been brainstorming ideas for a potential story, which would have involved a man seeking ultimate power for the purpose of using it to eternally torture someone who had previously wronged him.

Much of this dream consisted of my dead cat Merlin returning from the dead and me and my family feeding and petting him. A part of me realized it was odd seeing him again, but it wasn't enough to make me lucid.

My other cats acted more or less as they do in real life, though they seemed more civilized towards Merlin than they ever were in real life.

Midway through the dream, Merlin was duplicated, but there wasn't much change in petting and feeding them.

This slightly short WILD began and ended on an icy island. I began on the shore of the island and saw various boats and ships, all of which had a design and texture that resembled a termite mound, despite clearly being made of wood. I ventured into a cave that was right in front of my start point and found various jutting out rocks that I spent most of the dream swinging on. Eventually, I remembered what I was here for and tried to summon Ophelia, who arrived in the form of a fairy in a pink dress. After chasing her through the caverns for a bit, I lost awareness and went back to the start point, where I discovered the owners of the ships: a group of violent and viscous humanoids that had a slightly rocky aesthetic to them and possessed a hive mind. I vaguely recall trying and failing to infiltrate them, before spending the rest of the dream engaged in battle with them.

Had a successful Wild and immediately went to look for Ophelia. No annoying mazes this time. She was right outside my door. She was even human: a blond, thin woman in a red dress. She possessed a creepy smile that reminded me of Robot chicken and Wallace and Gromit. She waved, said "hi" and, now that my task was complete, I immediately left her.

My awareness began to fade from this point onwards. While I'm not sure how I arrived there, I found myself in a separate room having sex with that woman from the dove commercial, involving the cactus.

Complete loss of awareness here. In keeping with the recent theme of gaming (guess what new reality check is), I was playing a bizarre version of the Wonderful 101, involving Shrek characters. I remember a scene where Shrek and Fiona grab onto a rope that takes them to Jergingha's lair. At some point, my mom decided she wanted to play and I handed the controller to her. She was dreadful and couldn't grasp the controls at all. Just as I was about to help her, the dream ended.

I noticed a recurring pattern at the onset of this dream: my hypagogic sensations often consist of the same tune playing decently loudly. This song seems to act as a "success" jingle, informing me that I am withing seconds of the dream.

Two fragments today.

1: I recall Pac-man, as well as other characters set to appear in the new smash bros, standing in a void and talking. Apparently, they had just finished defeating some powerful being. All the characters had body designs reminiscent of the TV show "The Oblongs".

2. Throughout this dream, I was under the impression that I was playing a virtual reality video game. The game was a fusion of puzzle and survival horror. It consisted of me running from a relentless ghost, who, as you would expect, was capable of going through walls. At some point, it spotted me and chased throughout the haunted house. I was eventually able to go through walls myself and the rest of the dream consisted of it chasing me through a void. Due to "knowing" it was a game, I didn't feel any fear.

This was probably my longest WILD yet: Well over an hour and a half. Unfortunately, I can't remember half of it.

Began in a mildly decrepit house, where each room had four doors leading out from it. I immediately called out "opheliablue" and a blue light shined from one of the doors. I followed it into the next room and on the table in the center was the source of the light: a jewel fragment, with a similar appearance to the broken allspark from Transformers. I moved to pick it up, but the fragment darted away to a new room. I followed it to the next room and succeeded in picking it up. Just as I was about to put it in my pocket, it disappeared. Satisfied that I succeeded in my task, I went to do something else.

I wish I could remember what they were.
Fragment one: having sex with my college crush.
Fragment two: Everything faded and I was stuck in a black void. I could feel my bed and my dream body was about to lie down and, I assume, wake me up. I caught myself at the last second, though, and, still in this void, focused on creating a beach. It took a lot of effort, and was mentally exhausting, but I was able to generate sand and mold it into a landscape. Biggest display of my dream powers, yet. No idea what happened next.

Final scene: At the end of the scene before this, I remembered my intention to visit the Zombiu world and, hoping to test my powers further, I forced an otherwise normal puddle into a portal to that world. The world I entered had similarities to Zombiu: the architecture was as dilapidated and the game and the lighting followed suit, being dark and moody. There was something curiously absent from the land of Zombiu: actual zombis. Instead, a gang war seemed to be going on, with me witnessing the aftermath of a battle. Walking to a group of people, I heard an argument between them. One of the guys wanted to go Rambo on the other side, but his boss was having none of it. I was noticed at this point and subsequently drafted into their group, where I immediately lost lucidity and blindly followed orders. One such order was to accompany the would be Rambo to his house. We got on decently well, but upon entering his abode, we discovered it had been trashed. Despite broken TVs and other valuables being scattered about, he seemed most concerned about his ice cream: a blue labeled concoction that had been scoffed. This brought me back to lucidity, and after a snarky and, in hindsight, cruel comment about how sad he was over his depleted edibles, I decided it about time I woke up and did just that.

Split into fragments.

1. Playing through Super Metroid, only something is different. Sprites from the original nes game are spliced into this game. The most notable instance (and the only one I can accurately recall), is Kraid taking on his original chibi form.

2.I'm fully aware there was something before this, but I can't remember it. Either way, A young woman with black hair who looked like an older version of Asuka from Tekken, in terms of facial features, had apparently helped me and my family out with something and we were now on opposite ends of a ravine. She gave a confession of some kind and narrowly avoided a rather sudden boulder, which destroyed the only bridge across this ravine and led to her falling in it. What was once a bottomless pit, turned into a lake of lava, with a rock platform bouncing up due to a geyser and catching the girl. The platform swiftly gave way, but someone in our party was able to save her at the last second.

3.Me and my sister are stood outside a supermarket, waiting for someone. My grandma, wearing truly hideous clothes, walks up to the shop, gives a greeting to us and enters. A man who looks to be in his thirties walks up to my sister and they leave together. What follows is a third-person view of my sister and the man, who are sat next to each other, using different computers. The only image I can remember on any of the monitors is a card game that looks like solitaire. Periodically, he will glance at her monitor and make amendments to whatever she is doing. These include entering passwords, closing webpages and opening new ones.

4. Outside my college, which has got a brand new park build right at its doorstep. Only images I remember are a bench and a view of the back wall of an interior courtyard.

5. Me and my friends are in an IT suite playing various Nintendo games on PC. Only one that stands out is a demo of the new smash bros that I remember only displayed the title screen, which was a fusion of the two box arts, having the characters and positions of the 3ds version with the fire of the wii u version.

6. Me and my friends are in a rush to get away from somewhere. A general feeling of panic is prevalent. We locate a plane and enter. The interior is typical for a plane, with the exception of the pilot's and passenger's area being conjoined with each row consisting of four seats. I immediately dash to the front of the plane, intending to fly it, but Mark (one of my friends) beat me to it, so I take the co-pilot's seat. Two others sick next to us. What follows is flight around Leads at a dangerously low altitude, whilst we joke, laugh and generally forget our panicked beginnings.

Very vivid one today.

Found myself in a mechanical and somewhat bland room, with a dull red glow. Some stuff happened, but I can't recall anything until I found myself fighting alongside some people, as well as Thane from Darksiders, against some alien creatures. Can't recall exact design, but they were slightly larger than humans and quite bestial in appearance. We successfully drove them back, though some of our party died in the process.

A general theme of doom and despair followed. Apparently (the knowledge just came to me at this point), we traveled through a wormhole to an alien planet, only for our ship to crash. We discovered an alien ship (our current whereabouts) and set it up as a base. Then, the creatures attacked. After driving them off, we found out that this ship had no power and, so, resigned ourselves to death. Until Liam (a member of our party and a friend in real life), glitched through a bizarrely designed ventilation shaft, that consisted of a series of tiny corridors in the walls, with a glass panel allowing us to see inside.

This "glitch", as it was described in dream, resulted in fuel, which would have ordinarily been created by the generator (a bit odd), filling the ventilation, which was (God knows why) connected to the main engines. Now with power to the ship, I remember doling out commands to the party, before we prepared to leave. Then, I woke up.

Due to having to rush off to college shortly, this dream is a vague fragment.

Firstly, a missed lucid opportunity. My favorite pair of trousers has the bottom of one of the legs slightly torn off. In the dream, said trousers had this part loose, but still attached, as opposed to cut off, like it usually is. I noticed this was unusual, but didn't become lucid.

Secondly, I was in my kitchen, sorting out everyone's breakfast: hot cross buns, for whatever reason. Aside from being quite vivid, there isn't much to this dream, other than my mother informed me that I could eat them all. Apparently, she wasn't hungry. Before I could enjoy my meal, the alarm went off.

Started off in a very blurry recreation of my old school. A quick utterance of "clarity now" fixed that. Turns out we were on a trip of sorts, bizarrely, to the world of lucid dreaming. Given the recursive nature of this trip, considering I was already lucid, the teacher decided to be lazy and ask me to inform everyone of what lucid dreaming is. I instead decided to find the nearest, moderately attractive DC and have sex. It didn't last long. A forced scene change later and we were in an exact replica of the previous room, except in a dream, apparently. My sense of awareness started dwindling at this point. Our virtual teacher started giving a lecture on lucid dreaming to the DCs. I had a look around and went outside, and was met with a beautiful, skyscraper ridden city, before losing awareness and journeying back to the teacher, still lecturing. She started talking about time spent in a dream and how we could bring up a counter to see how much time we had left before waking up. My own said 2 hours (which was actually accurate) and shifted me back into lucidity , where I promptly attempted to to manipulate the counter, in a failed hope of gaining more time. While it didn't work, it did change the numbers on the counter to "undefined", which garnered applause from everyone present. I can't remember anything else, unfortunately.

fragment: I don't know much about this, other than it involved Mario kart and was surprisingly creepy.


The dream, as many often do, started in my old high school. There was Darksiders 2 music playing in the background. Apparently, we were having some sort of reunion. During the course of the dream, I discovered that my best friend was being awfully distant and didn't seem to like me all that much. This discovery grew into a nagging doubt that gave me cause to reality check. Instead of attempting to punch the nearest DC, as per my usual dream sign (which would have gone dramatically wrong if I was actually in reality), I elected to check my watch, where I discovered that I was wearing two: my normal watch and some sort of red wristband with an LCD screen. This immediately made me lucid and, hoping to try out a new power, allowed me to attempt to phase through a wall (well, window. A window that looked uncannily like one from my grandma's house), which eventually resulted in success. I wasn't able to do much else though, as I immediately woke up.

Or did I? I "woke up" in my room and discovered that the reason why Darksiders was playing, was because I had apparently been listening to it the night before and must have left it on. With perhaps a sliver of lucidity left, I was able to remember that I had in fact been listening to final fantasy music. Not only that, but my dream laptop actually booted up dramatically faster than my waking one. I immediately became lucid and just when I was about to decide what to do, I was woken up, for real this time, by one of Zeus' temper tantrums outside. Bloody storms.

I'm on a bus ride home. The bus, despite my protests, drives past my stop. Suddenly, lucidity. I immediately decide to indulge in numerous flips, twists and other cool aerial maneuvers, whilst staying inside the bus and, miraculously, dodging my fellow passengers. Haphazardly, but gracefully, soaring through the sky, I return home. I attempt to summon my dream guide, but am instead greeted my ominous, red clouds. The floating fluffs of doom coalesce into Jafar, from Aladdin, in his genie form. Giving a rather stereotypical, but no less disturbing, laugh, he points at a random patch of sky and all goes black, save for some unintelligible, white text at the bottom. A brief and effortless spark of willpower and I'm back home, with my towering antagonist glaring with annoyance at me. He fires an unremarkable, yellow energy blast at me. I psychically grab it and redirect it. Hitting him square in the chest, he tumbles into my neighbor's house. Regaining his composure, he fires another volley and I send it back. He dodges and the house takes another beating. Wishing to finish this fight, I grab onto the fence gate that leads to my home and convert it into a giant slingshot, firing myself at the nigh omnipotent titan. Before I can charge into him, I wake up.