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11/30/2011
I was hanging out with John and A. We left our backpacks on the ground by the car, and we left the girl/princess in the car. We climb up this stair thing. At the top we're joking and talking. Then we realize someone might steal our stuff. We rush back down. Our backpacks are still there, with most of our stuff still in them (mine had stuff in different places than I left it), but the princess is gone. We are worried that she will be raped.

I try to make a potion to find the princess. I mix nerds (the candy), chocolate, and maybe something else in water. I got the chocolate from A, because I only have a whopper, which hasn't got a lot of chocolate in it. A gave me two mint-covered chocolate balls. I put one of each in the mix and stir, waiting for it to dissolve. It's taking its time. I split one of the chocolate candies in half so it'll melt faster. I don't think it's working quite right. I show it to the potions master and ask him about it. He says the chocolate I used wasn't pure enough. He helps me get something working.

I'm at the place the princess was taken. I pretend to be her... owner? to get into where she is. I know the real 'owner' will come along soon, though. I tell the princess to make me a sandwich. I put mustard on it myself. When the real guy comes along, I'm prepared. He's dressed in red, and his hair and beard are dark. We exchange a few words, then I throw the sandwich at him. It explodes, due the explosive runes I wrote on it with the mustard. I know I'm dreaming, so I can use interesting powers. I turn into a dragon (sort of) and bite his head off.

I'm back to my normal self. For some reason, I'm sticking to the wall in a corner, sort of spider-man style and closer to the ceiling than the floor. I think I tried to turn myself into the wall, to hide, when I was scared of that guy, but I ended up sticking to the wall instead.

Some guys (three of them) walk through a door, into this room. I think they are dungeons & dragons nerds. There are polyhedral dice on the floor. I use telekinesis to make the dice come to my hand, one at a time, throwing them at the skinny blond guy as I get them. One time, instead of using telekinesis, I moved my hand into a position so that it looked like I was holding the far away die because of an optical illusion, and then willed the die to be close rather than far.

I tell the blond guy that I am dreaming. I tell him that he is dreaming, too, but that's about when I wake up, so I don't get to see how he reacts.

11/27/2011
I decided to make a WILD attempt after waking up. I kept drifting in and out of sleep paralysis and wakefulness. It was very frustrating. I used the nose plug RC as well as looking at surroundings. The one time the RC indicated dreaming, it didn't last long, and I couldn't do much of anything. I saw a woman's head and almost found a hat. By the time I finally fell asleep for more than a minute or two, I'd lost awareness.

I'm at Taco Bell. The employee is giving me crap about having spilled ketchup all over the table last time I was there. He tells me to do some cleaning now. I grudgingly comply. I'm very frustrated when I drop half my burrito. He's going to yell at me if I don't clean it up.

I'm with a group of people, mostly females, as well as a guy I went to school with and was sometimes friends with named Kenny. For some reason, I have a date with Kenny, and I have to wear a dress. Ewww on both counts. We're all riding in a van to the place where I'll have the date. I'm wearing the stupid dress. The seating is weird. The girls have some sort or experiment of project they're working on. We arrive. I'm supposed to dance? Grr...

Now we're all in a video game, fighting people with guns. I lead the retreat to a more defensible position. It's one of those old 2D sidescroller type games, and I can actually dodge the bullets/laser beams.

I was an anime school girl with long blue hair, wielding a sword. At sunset, in a rest-house beside the beach, I was in a battle with a guy I didn't know. He threw me a sword shorter than the one I have, so I had two weapons, and he had one (a sword, too). We fought and I beat him. Outside, my allies waited for me (a guy and a girl). I walked to the shore and pierced my longer sword in the light-brown sand. I gestured my ally (the guy) to do the same. Then at a fast speed, we were flying above the water, but still touching the surface. Almost like swimming without kicking our feet, but not quite. My ally was just behind me.

The sea was blue, but as we got farther, it turned green. When we were near the horizon, the sun setting disappeared and was replaced instead with high dark-gray-colored walls. As I turned to swim back, it became night and I was no longer an anime school girl, I was me in flesh. Gradually, the dark water became a rough road. Then I was riding a motorbike. I wasn't sure if I was being chased or I was racing against some bikers. I at last arrived home. My mom, dad, brother, and sister were there.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Slept for a long time this morning and had plenty of dreams. Had a couple of beers the night before which must have resulted in me having some REM rebound. Got lucid but struggled to remain in the dream.

00.00: Sleep

12.30: Dreams and fragments
*I'm standing on a dock, fishing. The lure I'm using is copper and is great for pike. My dad shows up behind me as I cast. "Getting anything?" he asks me. "Not yet" I tell him. I can feel something tugging at the line and I start to reel it in. I spot a big silvery fish in the water. "Whoah!" I say and pull it up to the dock. I grab the fish and put it on the dock, it's a very big salmon. I decide to let him go. A I catch yet another salmon, this one even bigger but once again I let him go. All of a sudden I can feel a big jerk. I spot the fish surfacing and it's enormous. I get a big scared as I pull it up to the dock. It doesn't give much of a fight but it's still heavy.

"Can I just grab him in the gills?" I ask my dad. He nods and I do. It's the biggest cod I've ever seen. "This one's a keeper" my dad says and brings out a knife. I sit ontop of it as he stabs it in the head, killing it instantly. What a rush! I realise that fishing with a rod is not as effective as a net. I find some net lying around and jump into the water. I swim across the lake with a friend of mine, we're going to place the net across the lake.

*I'm in darkness, just beyond SP. I start imagining a scene and an alley appears infront of me. It's pretty narrow, with cobble stones under my feet. I start going down the alley, taking a few turns here and there. 'Having a gang fight here would be cool' I visualize a few shots going off. A sharp right turn is coming up. The wall gets smattered with bullets. I stop and head back the way I came, entering a door on the side. It leads into another alley with a few people in it. They're all black and wearing blue sport shirts. 'I guess I'm with the Crips.' They're shooting at some people further down the alley.

I decide to take them down. 'Fighting like Wolverine would be cool.' I run towards the group of people. They all shoot at me but I ignore the bullets and deflect some with my hands. With a closed fist I punch each and everyone once in the chest, piercing them with invisible claws. They all fall down but I don't stop. I keep on running through the alley, touching the walls. After a while I can hear my laboured breathing. 'I guess I'm fully in the dream now.' I enter a corridor which leads into a big hall of pillars.

Two guys are talking up ahead. I imagine having a gun tucked into my pants at my back. I grab it and pull it out. It's a glock. I shoot them both, one of them dying but the other one doesn't go down. All of a sudden he's telling me to follow him. I grab the dead guy's jacket. It's white as snow. "Come on! We gotta hurry!" he tells me. I pull the jacket off and put it on. We start running down the hall, it's pretty big with a circular shape. The unknown guy runs ahead of me and keeps disappearing behind pillars. 'Focus! Gotta remain in the dream.' I worry about the dream coming to an end. However it doesn't, atleast not for a minute or so. We continue down the hall and it keeps changing each time we arrive at the same place we were at in the beginning. It's like we're going back in time, pretty awesome.

*I'm playing the new COD game and my friend G is there. I take out a few guys with sniper. He starts whining about who's played the most. We check replays of all the maps recently played and draw the conclusion that he's been playing more. I play another game with a big shipwreck in the middle of the map. I get up on the ship and inspect it.

*I'm at a dinner with my cousins all around. I get into an argument with my sister about something ridiculous. She leaves the table for a while and my mom asks me why I always have to get into an argument with her. I explain that she's the one who starts them. I eat some toast and start talking to my aunt. Her son is about to get a spanking. "This is embarrassing" she says and covers her face. "Meh, don't worry about it" I tell her.

*My brother Morgan is wearing a Darth Vader costume. He's missing the helmet though and he asks me if we should get going soon. I guess we're going to a costume party or something.

12.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 12½ hours

Supplements: None

That's it! I haven't felt like taking any supplements lately, atleast not until I've had a proper lucid off them. I think that lucid was just that, and I think I'm gonna take some G+C tomorrow morning. Perhaps finally achieving my task of finding my dream weapon and smash things with it.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

??.11.2011

New Terms (WILD)

★★★★★

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

New deal: you continue to protect her, but she gets to go wherever she likes and do whatever she likes. In addition, I’m no longer subservient to you or anybody else, and in return I’ll try my best not to kill you.

Waking up, in my bed at home, though I know I’m actually on campus. I hear music playing outside. People laughing.

As I get up, I see her at the foot of the bed, simple, flowing, white dress, knowing eyes, and beautifully styled, brown, shoulder length hair.

“Mae?” I ask, just to be sure.

“Of course. Come one, let’s go downstairs.”

I extend my hand, and she takes it, giving me an anchor to the dream, as we walk down the stairs, out to the deck, into the cool night air. The hearty laughter of my father reaches me, and I know I’m entertaining guests.

I stop when I sense it. Something isn’t right.

Mae continues onwards.

“There’s some people here tonight.”

“Who?” I ask, suspicously.

“You’re mother, you’re father, and. . . Hades.” she states it in a hushed tone, as if knowing the distress it would bring me.

But instead, I grow cold, determined, as I move down, to the lower deck, previously obscured from view by a white, decorated, awning. The hot-tub gone, a long circle of comfortable chairs has replaced it. Mae takes a seat near the god himself, whose blue flaming hair and cartoonish appearance I can’t help smirking at. There are two open chairs, one between Mae and that slime-bag, the other next to my father.

“Ahh, good to see you. Please come have a seat.”

Grinning, he motions to the chair next to him. I take a seat next to my father, and make myself comfortable. The grin fades from his face, and the conversation starts to pick up again. I teleport to the chair next to Hades, making the point that I’m very much in control of the situation.

“Why are you here?” I demand.

“To make sure you understand the terms of our new agreement.”

“What? I thought part of that was everything goes back to the way it was and I never have to deal with you again.”

“No. . . That’s not the case. See, I’m here to remind you that we can still work with one another.”

I see a few cats in the yard.

“How’s Kaomea?” I ask casually.

He goes silent, as I effortlessly summon death and wipe one of the cats from existence. I turn my attention back to him.

“I take it these aren’t real?”

“What?” he looks at me like I’m crazy, then realizes I’m talking about the cat, “Yours is the only realm that names those things.”

“So, no, then?”

“What do you think?”

“I wonder what would happen if I did that to you.”

The dreams starts to waver, and I reach my hand out, placing it over the god’s head, using his blue flaming hair to anchor me in the dream, letting him know exactly where he stands.

He, and all his lackiess, stand up and start moving back into the house.

“I think we’ll be going now,” he states, trying to retain his composure.

The dream is still falling around me; the only one left on the deck besides myself is Mae. She approaches me, when I see someone watching us from the neighbor’s deck, about one-hundred yards away.

“Who’s that?” I ask Mae, pointing in the direction of the newcomer.

“Her? I’m not sure.”

I teleport up to her and Mae is quick to follow.

“Who are you?”

She straightens her posture, “Me? Just a princess.”

“Pfft, yeah, alright. Now, get the hell out of here.”

“Is there a problem?” She asks snottily.

Mae interjects, “You. You’re the problem, and I’m tired of your kind oppressing people like him!”

It looks like the two are about to rip each other apart, so I step in, “Woah, Mae. As much as I’d like to see how you fight, this is my problem, I’ll deal with it.”

“Fine. . .” Mae moves backward.

The dream shifts, as the fight ensues. I find myself inexplicably in front of a monitor, the self-proclaimed princess on the other side. Odd, but I don’t care.

Drawing a blade from my side, I immediately know how useless it will be, so I hurl at her, looking down, finding my true sword just at my feet.

I draw it and see my foe, through the screen, transformed, grotesque, surrounded by purple energy tendrils in the form of snakes. She lashes one out at me, locking my weapon in place.

“Chidori.”

Unphased, I imbue my blade with screaming lightning and instantly cut her tendril.

Pointing my katana, I try something new, “Chidori Stream,” and jets of razor sharp lightning fire from the tip of my sword as I slash her in half. Then in quarters; then eighths.

Nearly dead now, in some sort of half-defeated limbo, I try something else on her. Striking with an open palm thrust, I exclaim “Hadoken!”

A burst of blue energy erupts from my palm, immediately exploding in a blast of smoke and blood, blowing her into oblivion.

The woman gone, the dream shifts back, and Mae is there, floating at my side. Unmoved by my display of power. . .

??.11.2011

Initiate (Parts 1 and 2) (DILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There’s so many of us.

But still plenty of room to fight.

One at a time, they all have to fall, else I’ll be the one to go down.

Still, I can’t help enjoying the thrill of battle as I face my first opponent, a looming giant of a man, with sad, soulful eyes and the strength of a monster. With one hand he’s able to catch my true blade and hold it firm even as I charge it with screaming, vibrating, blue energy.

“I’m impressed. You should be in pieces by now. . .”

Time moves forward, as do my battles. The refined, razor sharp steel of my pure white, twisted-dragon-hilt katana, reduced to a blunt club against these foes. Tearing down my Vizard mask, with every strike I release a torrent of black energy, tinted red by my gleeful fury. Teleporting in and out, around my final enemy, I brutal beat him down with one wicked slash after another, into the ground, into darkness. *

It’s over. Three of us are left standing, all of us drenched in blood. I realize we’re the same, though our methods may be different, and it makes me sick.

“I’m done with this,” I say to them.

“Done with what?” One of them asks, suspicion and paranoia in his eyes.

“This,” I motion to the battleground around us, coated in warm blood and the bodies of countless slain warriors.

Walking off, I catch one of them say, “And you call yourself an eight!”

“I have no idea what the hell you’re talking about.” I comment back, not even bothering to look.
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Daffodil is her name. A beautiful golden retriever, my new friend. We had spent so much time together, bonding, all in preparation for this moment, as I stand before an invisible committee.

Crouching down, stroking the top of her head to the flowing golden fur on the back of her neck, I do it quickly. My knife enters her throat cleanly, and I slide it through quickly, smoothly, minimizing her pain. But as she lies there on ground, bleeding out, I see I’ve missed the jugular. I correct my mistake immediately, ending her quiet whines, her suffering, my first task.

Now create yourself a human DC, and do the same. I hear his sick voice in my head.

No, that’s stupid. I have no issue killing illusions of my own creation.

You will do it, or you’ll fail. Him again.

But it’s pointless.

Then you fail.

. . . Fine. But I do it my way. . .

Calling out, almost immediately, I find myself a DC. A young boy named Jerry.

“Do you like baseball, Jerry?” I inquire.

“I sure do, mister,” he replies hesitantly.

“I’ve got a friend who’s really into baseball. Excellent pitcher; throws a pitch the Japanese call The Great Equalizer. . .”

And just like that we’ve formed a bond, Jerry and I. We walk for a bit, before I tell him I’ve got something to show him.

“What’s that, mister?”

I can hear he’s nervous as I draw my knife, the one I’d used a short time ago.

“This is my knife. Nice, isn’t it?

“What do you use that for?”

“Oh, killing, mostly.”

He steps back, fear on his face, and I know how much this is going to suck for both of us. So, with a flash, I activate my Geass, imprinting my will over his own. Now all Jerry wants, with his entire being, is to die by my hand. So I oblige, placing my hand on his shoulder and slashing open his throat. To quicken things, I drive my blade into his stomach and drive it upwards, destroying his heart, without breaking any bones.

He’s dead before he hits the ground.

Things begin to fade. . .

Creative. His voice, sickeningly friendly, breaks the silence, keeps me tied to the dream.

He was just an illusion. I told you already, killing DCs is meaningless.

Really? Then I suppose you wouldn’t have any trouble killing a DC of your mother? I can almost see his twisted grin.

Nope.

To prove a point, I whip up a DC who looks just like my mother, cut her throat like the others, hit her onto the ground, and stomp her skull into bits, her brain into mush.

I feel no remorse.

You have issues. He seems stunned and taken aback.

Like I said. Just a DC.

I was riding the train with some friends. There was a man wearing a dress on the train, and some other guys were trying to start a fight with him. There provocation succeeded, and a full brawl began. The man in the dress turned out to be deceptively strong. Things were getting out of hand, so I pressed the security button. By the time security arrived, the man in the dress had pretty much wiped the floor with all of them.

My friends and I made our way to a bar, which turned out to be a strip club. My parents were there, taking in a poll dance. Gross. We proceeded to get rather drunk, and then I decided I wanted to leave. Worried about my safety, my friends decided that one of them needed to accompany me home. One of my oldest friends agreed to walk me. When we arrived at my house, we ended up sleeping together for some reason. It was weird and instantly regrettable. I kept asking myself why I had done this; cheated on my boyfriend, ruined my friendship with this person, and probably ruined a few other friendships too. (I was super relieved to wake up and realize that it had only been a dream).

Disgusted with myself, I jumped in my truck and drove away. I was trying to drive south, but I kept missing the exits on the highway and kept driving completely the wrong way. I eventually turned off and ended up in some ritzy town-house area. Then I woke up.

11/22/11

I am inside the game of Oblivion. I am walking through a forest, just randomly exploring to see what I can find to do. Maybe I'll stumble across a quest or something, or a place I haven't been before. I think I should have armor and weapons… why don't I? Well, I'll just have to find it around. Use magic until I get a sword. I throw a fireball just to be sure that ability is working, and it is working fine. So I continue exploring and finally I come across a cave partially hidden in the tall grass. Perfect, I'll explore in there. I go into the cave and pause while my eyes adapt to the darkness. The first thing I find is a skeleton on the ground. I wonder how long that guy's been here. I take the armor and sword and shield off the skeleton. It is leather armor and shield, a long sword that looks pretty standard. I pause, thinking I don't remember things being quite this realistic when I take armor and put it on in Oblivion, but I finally brush that off and put the armor on.

I take the sword and proceed farther into the cave. A bandit announces his presence by asking who the fuck I am, then he attacks. I block with my shield and return the attack. The fight is a short one, ending with my blade through his chest. His last words are to make sure I know he thinks I am a fucking bitch. I see light ahead in the cave and approach it. When I look into the chamber beyond I see there are two more bandits in the cave… a man and a woman… and there is a man in an area of the cave closed in with bars like a prison. The man is over at the bars yelling at the prisoner, it sounds like he wants to get some kind of information from the prisoner. The prisoner is refusing to talk. The bandit is eating a large turkey leg, and he takes a large bite. He waves the meat in the prisoner's face. He said if the prisoner doesn't talk, he doesn't eat. Watching the prisoner starve to death could be amusing… but just tell them what they want to know and he can have a share of their food and be on his way. The prisoner says he doesn't believe that, as soon as he talks they'll kill him, so he's not saying. The bandit calls the prisoner a stubborn piece of shit and turns away… and right towards me.

This bandit sounds just like the other one… greeting me with a "Who the fuck are you?" The woman, who has been watching the prisoner up until now, turns around and also sees me. She says if I came to rescue the old man I had made my first big mistake… which was thinking he was worth saving. And my next big mistake was coming here alone. And my third and final big mistake would be not running away right now. The man is muttering something about an incompetent partner… the woman attacks me with magic. She throws fireballs at me, I send them back at her with Whiplash. I tell her she'll have to do better than that. She summons lightning, I take control of it with Battery and focus the power into my sword. I now have an electric sword. The other bandit finally stopped muttering expletives and he attacks me. His sword clashes with mine, metal to metal… and the electricity flows into him, electrocuting him. Cool effect! The woman continues attacking me, throwing more fire. I use the song spell Battery on her and hit her with a bolt of lightning directly, she is burned by the heat and dies. Now to collect loot. I take all of the loot off the fallen bandits… armor, weapons, other assorted loot to include an amulet from the woman and a couple health potions from the man. I find a chest and open it to find some jewels in it. I take all the loot and put it in some unseen inventory… in an interdimensional pocket? Hammer space? Up my ass? The prisoner is calling me, asking me to please let him out. Cool it, I'm getting to that. I unlock the cell door with a key I found on the male bandit and open it. He says just because I rescued him doesn't mean he can tell me anything, but if I come back with him, the elder may share the secret with me. The secret is not his to share. This sounds interesting, so I say I'll come, but then I wake up.

I wake up in my bed, decide to nose plug RC I can breathe!
I get up out of bed, walk out of my room, its still really dark, I float down the stairs, my dad is slumped at the bottom, against my front-door. He mumbles something to me as i pass him, i ignore him and carry on.

I walk through my living room to the doors that lead to my garden, when i reach them i start punching the glass in the door, it doesn't break and i can feel my hand connect, i try again, harder and harder but still nothing happens. I give up and just open the door to walk outside, its light out now, i walk down the patio section and try to fly, i manage to float a few metres forward but thats all. I'm determined to fly so i start jumping hoping that i will get higher and higher, but i don't. I decide i want a fight and see my mother appear from my bedroom window at the top of the house. She looks stern and angry (which is just NOT like her) She throws a small brownish like box at me from the window, i raise my hand and stop the box in mid-air with TK and send it flying back at her. She disappears from the window so i try to bring the entire side of the house down with TK, i manage to make it shake and dust and steam flies out of the top but other than that, nothing happens. My mum comes out of the double doors that i just used and steps onto the patio, sword in hand. I need to find a weapon and reach into my pockets, after a few seconds of feeling around i can feel a sword-hilt, i take it out. The sword is very small, but its all i got.

We start to fight with the swords, faster and faster, until they are just a blur and i wonder how i can keep up with this. Then i start to hear noises, screams and shouts, from a few gardens down, they don't sound bad, they sound like a few people having fun. "enough of this, i want to go over there, it sounds like fun" my mum walks back inside while i walk to the end of my garden, listening to the noises.

I wake up in my bed, but its outside in my garden, its daytime and i get up and walk towards my house, on the way i find a huge sword, laying on the grass but cant make sense of it.

I wake up for real.

7/7/2011
I'm at my old house.

It's daytime. I see a llama or something through the storm door. It looks dead, and there are baby ones mewling nearby. But then the llama-thing gets up and makes itself look like a giant cobra, hissing at the nearby real cobra. The real cobra tries to slither under the door, but I chop off its head.

It's nighttime. I'm fiddling with decorations. They are the painted glass ornament kind. My mom made stew. There is too much, and she is struggling to put it all away. My dad helps.

I'm trying to back the van down the driveway, but the brakes aren't working. I barely manage to avoid hitting the car in the driveway on the other side of the street by switching gears to reverse (forward?) and stepping on the gas. Two kids I knew from my church when I was in high school are on the other side of the street, wanting to try that out with their car. I ask to see some license, and wow, they actually are that old. They try it out.

I'm watching through the window. Several cars are coming and going. They go to/through the neighbor's backyard. My brother M leaves in a car and no one else notices.

7/4/2011
I'm controlling four protagonists in a video game. I'm searching through a dungeon to find items, which I find. The final boss appears. I panic and realize I've forgotten the controls. I wing it. The boss has four weaknesses. I must decipher each. They're written in code, and the game won't pause so I can look it up. The first one is lilac. I'm running and dodging through rocks, now through a theater. I find a lilac bomb and use it. Now I have to figure out the second weakness.

I have a false awakening and am working on trying to remember my dream. Then I actually wake up. But I fall back asleep. Er. Probably.

I'm in the garage of my old house, fetching something from the freezer. My mom wants tomato. I cut one up for her, but she isn't happy with it. Something about cutting onions and video games. The way M's mom cuts onions is weird, and I shouldn't do it that way.

7/1/2011
I am on a relatively small boat at sea. There is some sort of tv show or party going on. Penny (from the Big Bang Theory) is really drunk, and she kisses Sheldon and falls overboard. She is helped back on the boat. I fall overboard as well. I swim to the guy helping people back on board. He has some sort of huge tame fish, the size of a small whale. At the top of the boat, drunk people who fell overboard are being ?chained up?. Penny is livid. She blames Sheldon for manipulating her into the kiss.

Something is written on a white board. It seems clear and unchanging, if a bit weird, but the only word I remember is 'yucky.'

In a tomb/vault. A raider is talking to the guards and a fratboy. He does something with mixing white powder and runs away, up the ladder. He comes back a bit later and the three are dead. He enters the inner chamber. There is a stream or waterfall and some green stuff growing on rock.

A scene in a bathroom. There are beetles. My little brother (I have no little brother) loves collecting bugs and is mad at me for some reason.

I am trying to capture a bad guy in a theater. I am a fantasy character named Simon. I capture the bad guy and kill him, but it doesn't quite work. I have to fight/trick him again, and this time when I capture him I kill him for good. I think I am trying to protect a little girl. I feel guilty over something I don't remember and am explaining/apologizing to the girl.

There is a shop selling underwear (or diapers?) with stuff written on it, which has something to do with the fratboy.

6/30/2011
I'm pretty sure I wrote this one starting at the end and working backwards, but I didn't write down any indication of the order of events, so I haven't made any attempt to 'fix' the order to be chronological.

I am at some sort of beauty contest. One of the contestants is trans-gender. He has a picture of him looking like a beautiful woman years ago when he was younger, but he looks pretty male now. The judges aren't pleased. Me and four others vote for him to be able to participate. The stage catches on fire. The firemen may not be trying as hard as they ought to put it out. They fail.

Taking a bus to a contest. Something about mesas.

There is an evil guy with minions and a lady. She runs when she realizes what he is. He chases. He kills a couple of minions for not trying hard enough. The chase scene is very long. One of the minions runs the other way through a department store (it's night) and gets the bad man to chase him while the lady runs the other way. The minion is killed.

There is a group of misbehaving adolescents. They steal and run away to another town. They're trying to do something good, but they don't get away with it and have to return.

I'm fighting monsters in a labyrinth. My brothers are there. There is a safe-ish room/area. I microwave a burrito?

-Uppercut-

The Dream Begins And I'm In A Futuristic Locker Room. I Put On Some Sweat Pants And Walk Out.I'm Walking In A Straight Line With Other People From My School.I Hear Somebody Behind Me Saying How Crappy I Suck,And How I'm A Dousche Bag.In Anger I Turn Around Uppercut Him In The Jaw.It Felt So Good To Give Him What He Deserves. He Falls To The Floor And I'm Beating The Living Day Lights Out Of Him.After A Solid Beating That Lasted Awhile,I Get Up And Walk Off . Some Lady At A Table Says To Me,"You Done?" I Say ,"Yeah."She Then Says "Go Ahead And Go To The Principal's Office."

-End Of Dream-

6/28/2011
A rundown shack with a convenience store nearby. There is some kind of secret history. A baby the size of a couple of fingers is growing in a butter dish.

I am at my old house. I find some sort of secret space behind a broken mirror, but my flashlight isn't bright enough to explore it, so I leave, intending to come back later. I do my hair or something.

I'm in the backyard now. It's raining very heavily. There is a garden with spots for many things, but only a single cabbage and a couple other things are growing there. I am given a sheep named Jeanie. There is some sort of emergency. I call for Jeanie to come, but she won't, so I go inside without her.

In the kitchen, my brother M is explaining about our defenses, such as not having the kitchen blinds closed the wrong way so we can't see. Brigands break in. I fumble around desperately for a blade. I find a long, skinny blade with a too-small blue handle on my dresser. I clumsily block a couple of attacks by a brigand with my awkward sword and retreat into the back room. I close the door and open it again only to see Draco Malfoy attacking. I somehow manage to partially close the door at the right time so that he stabs the door instead of me and gets his sword stuck. I stab him in the shoulder. I am very proud of myself.