Notes Lucid Semilucid Non-Lucid I do not remember anything prior to becoming lucid. This is organized to be written in a chat, so it is sort of a bulletpoint-type organization. I was in a grocery store when I realized I was lucid. I made everyone in the store sing for a short time I ran into MrEnter and PewDiePie in a way I don't remember I ran into 2 ladies (actually a sim from the sims 2 and my 5th grade teacher) I decided to run around at hyper-speed with E. and P. for a while before realizing I had to stabilize. I realized that I was on some sort of gravel parking lot. I stabilized by touching the ground, which felt just as it was supposed to: rocky and really shifty. I went on to wreck havoc for a while, getting some sort of riot to chase us. I found out that my 5th grade teacher was my dream guide. I threw her into the rioters, who proceeded to kill her with spears. (oops... glad it's just a dream) As chaos goes on, Pewds decides we should get into his car to escape. We agree, MrEnter questioning why we need a car in a dream. After a while we crash the car into some kind of hill. The car's totaled, but no one's injured. We step out to find ourselves on a bright road, no chaos, car nowhere to be seen. We all decided to get a Delorian time machine and travel in time. MrEnter (driver) suggested that we go to year 104. I reply that it is dangerous as that was "Aztec time" (actually in the early 1000s) I suggest going to the year 1774, but the others flatly decline. Before I have a chance for rebuttal, Pewdiepie (passenger) sets the year to 104. MrEnter speeds up within seconds and we find some sort of Native American tribe. They wield blowdarts, and look over to us menacingly when we see them. They do not look realistic, but rather like they're part of an animated cartoon. They chase us and we quickly drive back to the current year of 2015. We find ourselves on the same road. I had a FA and next thing I knew I was in a wooden chair with my laptop on a table in front of me. I went to MrEnter's twitter feed to find him describing the Delorian part of the dream. I note him on Deviantart saying that we may have had a shared dream. Moments later he replies saying that it's unlikely, and we just had a shared part-of-dream. I tell him about the first part of the dream (before the FA) in the comments. I refresh to find that nothing has changed. I scroll to the comments to find people complaining about a rushed Animated Atrocity. I refresh to see that his twitter feed contains an apology about it. He has posted a journal containing the Animated Atrocity apologizing on the fact that it was rushed. I check my replies, but there are none. I wake up. Links: youtube.com/user/themysteriousmrenter (MrEnter's Youtube) youtube.com/user/pewdiepie (Pewdiepie's Youtube) mrenter.deviantart.com (MrEnter's Deviantart) BONUS! I walked into a traditional-style kitchen to find a man eating a blueberry pastry while a woman in the corner played intense, depressing music on a piano.
4/20/11 I was ding some sort of auction in a treehouse, and my mom kept yelling at my dad for really stupid reasons. Then later on Chum-wee came in asking if he could buy them item and my mom knocked him out of the treehouse. I was on deviant art reading some story and i closed my laptop when my mom came in, and i tole her about the story and she replied saying "No one knows what you spank off to" (lmfao I have no idea what the fuck that was about but I laughed so hard when I woke up) Cory and Brandon (my friends) were attacking me while they were slowly growing huge beards. It was pretty wack.
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