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11.22.2012

Zombies, Hinata And Picture Taking (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm outside at an environment where there's this huge ditch, or slope going towards one. It's mostly grass that I'm on, and the sky is actually clear and bright.

There's few clouds, and the light blue sky dominates the aerial view here. I believe I'm trying to avoid zombies coming after everyone. They don't look like zombies, they look normal like any other human being.

Except they make the distinct moaning sounds, "Duuuuuuuuuuuuuh" or "deeeeeeeeeeeeer."

After running around for a while I realized that since these zombies look the same, I can pretend that I'm one as well. So I tried walking like a zombie, and made random groaning sounds. It works out fairly well, and I can interchangeably conform to pretending and back to my usual self to get some distance between the zombies and me.

I finally reach the top of the slop that leads to some weird looking water down a ditch. The concrete of the slope is a milky light khaki color, and I see there's an obese zombie wearing a white shirt and some shorts. He's looking up at me, and I decided I might as well make a huge jump into the ditch.

I ignore any fears that may accumulate during this huge fall. I stick my legs out as I'm bending my back forwards, and I stretch my arms out as well, waiting to balance as soon as I hit between the gap.

When I land, I immediately run up to the slope in front of me, passively acknowledging the zombie to the left of me. I finally reach the top of the other slope, and randomly moved around the other side of the grass area. I think I'm informed that I could've done a fire jutsu from Naruto Shippuden to burn off the zombies, but I didn't pay attention to it for very long.

The dream shifts, and now I'm in a room full of zombies, or at least they're moaning like them. It doesn't feel so scary at first, because these beings are not even concerned of my existence. I see Hinata, from Naruto Shippuden, look up at me.

She's blushing at me, and I think I wanted to save her from the zombies. It was like I had the wrong mindset in a peaceful environment, if no zombies wanted to attack me, why should I worry about what they'll do to me?

I grab Hinata by the waist from the back, lifted her up, and started to carry her around the area randomly. Then I noticed another Hinata, like the alt ego of her from the Naruto movie Kishimoto will release soon hopefully.

The one I'm holding is the shy Hinata, and this one is the complete opposite. I believe she looks at me with her Byakugan activated.

It looks weird, but she looks so hot when she was angry, I don't know why. I get close to her, and then something happened, but I can't recall. I don't think she was out to get me, maybe she wanted me to get her attention.

The dream shifts again, and this time there's a random girl with some guy who does a sneak photo of me with the camera in their pink phone. The flash surprises me, and she starts giggling. I tried to follow her, but I can't remember anything else unfortunately

No WBTB until I'm better.

Also, I'm going to write this one as if it's a story. Let's see how this'll work out. The parts I don't remember will be represented as an ellipsis.

Expect it to jump around. There's going to be a few plot holes.



I could only use one element at a time, it seemed, represented by my failure to fuse rock and water. The mud born from the experiment sank me down to the bottom of the pond, where it then proceeded to restrict my movement. The room I was in was just large enough for a small pond, and a path around it that seemed to lead into the next room, marked by a dark doorway. The pond itself was wholly artificial, and resided within a large cubic indentation in the middle of the room. Lily pads of varying size and shape populated the surface of the somber-colored water, and every quick glance at the pond emulated within me the sense of danger that mixing elements presented me with. ...and jump from platform to platform, as you would in a game...on our adventure.


Anthony and I, along with some faceless friends, thought it best to use the rocket scooter. ...We knew we wouldn't be able to get out so easily. I took inventory of our surroundings. Snow blanketed the entire area, and business was booming. Crowds devoured the product stands, and tourists walked about the place. To my left, there was a stand built out of the walls of the enormous, inside-out hill we were all inside. While business was indeed flourishing, many people seemed eager to play in the water at the shore to my right. I could see through the hole above the stand in front of me that the Olympics were going to start soon. I looked up at the snowy hill we flew down, and could barely make out the top. The wall behind me responded to its doppelganger with a half-pipe sort of shape. With a bit of thought, I arrived at the idea of momentum. I mounted the rocket sled we came on and put my plan into action. It seemed to be working for a little bit, but I found myself sliding back down the hill only inches from my goal. Another man grabbed my attention when he grew frustrated with a similar problem to mine, and decided to dig his way out. Just then the dog was in many, tiny, blocky pieces, and committed a foul act on the red carpet. The house we were in consisted of only a single room, and a door to the road from where we came. There was a red couch at the far end of the room, and complemented the position of the door. Miscellaneous pictures and paintings hugged the maroon walls, and where there were none, there were windows from which I could make out the Olympic ditch far down below.


We needed to execute a quiet escape if we were going to get away from the experiments they were performing on human subjects. The sheer size of the island would be enough to discourage most people, but we were up to the task. Dylan and I kept our cool for the most part, but James Franco was nervous about our plan. The prison complex we were getting out of turned out easier to navigate than initially expected. Dylan's acid spit kept spewing from his mouth, and served as a constant reminder of the position we were in. We were out of the bulk of the complex, and we enter the night air. There wasn't much room on the metal rafters that we had to continue on. From the rafters, I could see the ocean. The calmness of the dark waters juxtaposed the danger we all faced. ...As I pulled myself up on the platform, I froze. The surveillance monkeys fled their cages, and knew their targets. I had to keep still until they turned away, and when they did, I seized my chance and climbed up. Hitler below me several stories down was not a happy fellow. James Franco chose a very bad time to have a nervous breakdown.

Sorry the third dream isn't written as strongly as the other two. I got lazy.

Also, I might do this again, but a little differently. I felt limited the way I did it this time.

NOTE: On behalf of my completion of the 300 TOTY, I decided when I was lucid that I'd have a little break.

I find myself in Mr. Brown(DS)'s classroom(DS). We aren't doing anything. Interestingly enough, the classroom(DS) doesn't look different, and I have the right classmates(DS ). Suddenly, some girls come into the room. They have big smiles on their faces.
"Okay! We're going to have a singing competition soon!" one says. "We're splitting up the school into three teams. And you'll all sing a Green Day song!" I clench my fist and pull my elbow back and say "YES!" We are assigned groups, and the song we will sing. Soon, class is over and we go into the gym(DS). I sit down by Colten M.(DS). We begin to talk about the competition.
"Dude, I have the three songs from the competition on my calculator." Colten says. Calculator? What the fuck? I want a calculator like that! "Here's our team's song." he shows me the title, but I don't recall which Green Day song it was. "Here's the next one." The next one is 'Boulevard of Broken Dreams.'
"Oh I'd love to have that one!" I say.
"And team three's." Colten says. It's 'Basket Case.'
"Oh, now I'd REALLY love to have that one!" I say. Colten starts to play the song now. We begin to sing 'Basket Case', but since this was a dream, the lyrics were a little different. We now begin to attract others' attention. A few girls, including Daniela S. come over an listen. We now sing the lyric "I went to a whore. He said my life's a bore." The girls laugh cause of the word 'whore.'
"The really fucked up part is that the next lyric is 'He.'" I say to them. Then, it hits me. Were am I? School(DS)!!!!! I'm dreaming! Yay! Well, I just did the 300 TOTY. I think I deserve a break for such hard work. I now run down the bleachers onto the gym floor. Then, I run outside. There appears to be a deep and steep ditch. Across it, there's a really nice house. I also see Elliot M. there. I jump over the ditch and say hi.
"Dude! There's a bunch of hot chicks 'n there!" Elliot said(he's a proud redneck!).
"Then let's go in!" I reply.
"YEAH!" Elliot says. He runs around to the door and goes in. I jump up to the roof and fly through a window screen. I land right next to Elliot.
"I came I. Through the screen dude." I say.
"Nice!" Elliot says. We now proceed(be aware this whole house of chicks wasn't my plan, but I saw it, and yea)into the living room. The hot chicks are hanging out. They see us and invite us in. DAYUM! These girls are smokin' hot! They're all dressed like total sluts too. After we hang out for awhile, one of them says there're more girls upstairs. I decide to go invite them down. I check every room downstairs. No luck. I see stairs. Oh yeah, upstairs! Herp-A-Derp! I do upstairs, and I have a false awakening! Dammit! In my false awakening, I 'wake up' wasted at the bottom of the ditch by the house. I get up and walk. Wait! This is the same ditch from...I now recover my lucidity! Alright! I go back inside the house and go into the dinning room. Me and Elliot chillax with the chicks. Then, I decide to go outside, and I awake.