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    1. Drinking and Flying (LD #6)

      by , 10-14-2014 at 02:16 AM (Sharpshoey's Lucid Journey)
      Me and some people I know...L, K, and another chick are all staying at my house. L and the other girl are in the bathroom having fun , so I have to use my parent's bathroom. The bathroom was way different and fancier than their bathroom IWL. As I was peeing, I thought it was strange how I was in my parent's bathroom. I asked myself if I was dreaming but I was pretty certain I was awake. I did the nose plug RC and I could still breathe! I literally jumped back in shock and let out a little yell. I forced myself to calm down so I wouldn't wake up. I remembered that I was wondering if all my RC's actually worked, so I looked at my hands and sure enough, there were two fingers for every one finger I should have. I also tried the finger through the palm RC and that worked as well, just as I imagined IWL. It was really weird seeing my finger go through my palm. When I looked in the mirror, my mom's face was floating behind me but when I looked back, she wasn't there. This sort of freaked me out a bit. I remembered I wanted to try and fly so I left the bathroom and turned right, and I was in my front yard. I remember hearing that shadows don't appear in LD's and when I look I notice there are shadows. I try different techniques to fly, all of which don't work. Then I remember that Sensei once use a red bull to fly. I checked my pockets and this time it was actually there! Accept it was in a Brisk bottle and was blue. I opened it and took a sip. I ran down the street while jumping, hoping that will help me to fly.

      A DC comes behind me and asks for the drink.(maybe it was a red bull before and only now just changed to a Brisk but I'm not sure) It was also ice cold. I say no and run down the street.The DC comes after me and suddenly he had buddies with him. They all surround me. They say I can stay Lucid if I give it to them. (they were going to beat me up until I woke up if I didn't) I gave it to them because I didn't want to lose lucidity. One of the DC's try to touch me under the armpit. I somehow know that would wake me up so I move away. I then grab the drink and run. They chase after me and I think I'm done for, so I do the only thing that comes to my mind. I pour some of the drink out. Immediately they stop coming towards me and I can tell they got a little weaker. I then proceed to pour the rest out before they can get to me. They all freeze on the sport n the middle of the road. A couple cars drive by and crash into them making them shatter. I go back to my yard and start climbing a tree, hoping that if I jump off it will be easier to fly. As I climb, the dream gets brighter and brighter until all I see is a very bright light. I try to hold onto the dream but I end up losing in the end and
      wake up. (I wish I would've remembered the DEILD technique. Maybe I could've gone back into the dream.
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      lucid
    2. 6/22/2014

      by , 07-23-2014 at 01:29 AM
      I was driving around and did a reality check. I counted 6 fingers but didn't snap to it. I counted my fingers plenty of more times but still didn't snap. Some old lady, which I think was my grandma, went to my car and yelled at me and even opened my door. I pushed her around and was gonna beat her up but then she got in her car and drove away. I was then in an underwater base when the world first started according to evolution. I was with a few people and we were singing around getting food and stuff. While we were eating, Ace showed up so I ran out and saw Christa's car leaving. I went to get my phone to call her but woke up.
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      I was walking down a street and into a parking lot where there was a huge gang of Bloods with their red hoodies and uniforms. I was freaked out because I was the only white guy so I said "I don't want any trouble" and kept walking. I saw another gang but with orange colors. I took out my phone and they all started fighting so I recorded the brawl and saying "World starrr". The guy that was winning the fight got jumped by some fat black girl and he slammed her to the ground twice. Some guy yelled out that the cops were coming and everyone split. I ran into a nearby Walgreens store. The door to the Walgreens was open but the shutters were down, so they were just barely about to open. I looked at the time and it was 7:50. I grabbed a cart and started getting stuff and heard the manager talking crap about me saying I could get hurt by the equipment they were using. I told him I wasn't going to get hurt and that I just wanted to get my stuff. As I was shopping around, I started humming a song. It was Alejandro by Lady Gaga. As I would sing a verse to the song, an employee would sing the next verse and then the manager sang the next verse. My turn came up and I sounded amazing. The song started playing on the speakers and we would sing along with it, each with their respective verse and turns. The bridge to Hips Don't Lie by Shakira started playing and I sang what I knew of that part. A black guy came up to me and high fived me saying I did great

      Updated 07-23-2014 at 02:11 AM by 67773

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      non-lucid
    3. The Midnight Crew

      by , 06-06-2014 at 06:39 AM
      Characters:
      Ruby Gloom is the titular character of a spooky kid's show.
      some kind of monster...-ruby.jpg
      Squid-Girl is the plucky protagonist of an anime program.

      some kind of monster...-vlcsnap-2012-03-08-01h25m04s237.jpg

      26 July 2013

      It was the hour of dusk in the quiet town of Gale, a city that I have visited several times in previous dreams. I can’t well remember how I became mixed up in this crew but I had no complaints. I was a member of what may have been a private investigation group. Either that or a mercenary group. Such a distinction might be obvious between these two different labels but the thing is, I am not sure what it is we were doing what we were doing or for what purpose. But I might be getting ahead of myself. I was a member of a shady group of four. I cannot remember what the group was or if it even had a name so for now I shall refer to us as “The Midnight Crew.” A gang name borrowed from a popular web-comic, but I digress.

      As I said before, there were four of us. One was a tall man, slender, and dressed in 17th century casual European attire (let’s call him Damien). I suspect that he was the leader of our group. Another was a spry young girl; she could not have been any older than thirteen (let’s call her Leena). She was young and hyperactive but she was also agile; a very useful member of our crew. Then there was a tall young woman with silver hair and dressed in white armor and clothing (Leila). This woman looked like something straight out of an RPG. Funny thing is: Leila was our tech savvy. She was the one who hacked electronic locks and circuitry. She was the very serious one. I can’t remember seeing her crack a smile at any point during the dream. And then there was me; the rookie of the group.

      Our services were drafted by a middle aged woman whose name remained undisclosed. She came to us with a request to retrieve a young boy and bring him back to her. She offered up a reward of course. Now this is where my confusion becomes valid. I am not sure if we were private investigators or some kind of mercenaries or underground couriers. Now as one reads through this he might assume that the woman coming to us is a mother in distress over her lost son but that is not quite how I remember this being portrayed. There was a woman, yes, and she did draft us to go in search of a young boy but I do not believe that this was a mother. I remember that she was quite stern in this request. That is to say, she seemed indifferent to the boy’s well being. I don’t think that she was concerned about the boy but rather the investment behind him. I believe that she may have been part of a bigger organization; one that seemed to be invested in this boy for one reason or other (there is even a chance that she was our employer...maybe, not very sure on that one). But her reasons did not matter to us for our job was not to ask questions. I am sure that “No questions asked” existed somewhere within our mantra.

      Now there is no question in my mind that we were underground couriers but little did we know that we were getting mixed up in something serious. I don’t remember why but there was an investment in this boy. One that was so vital that two opposing groups would do anything to get their hands on him.

      So now back to the story at hand. It was the hour of dusk and we were walking through the dark streets of Gale. Gale always was an anachronistic city which seemed to be fitting to the anachronistic wardrobe of my colleagues. The mist that was gathering around the streets of the 17th century style town only made the scene that much more ominous. We started out by asking around but I remember that most responses were hostile (maybe they knew who or what we were). But I suspect that the streets had been over taken by the enemies of our client because there was a part of town that was full of nothing but hostiles. I wish I could remember how the struggle went but there are only few precious details that I can remember. As we fought our way through town square we met a man in one of the stores who was obviously taking cover from the bullets (assuming the hostiles were using firearms). This man was a friend of The Midnight Crew. I call him Paul, a jovial soul who was dressed in a black 17th century suit (that’s how most Gale-ites dressed) and a dark blue cape. And fortunately for us he had the boy we were looking for. Now I don’t quit remember how our conversation with Paul went but I remember that he was somehow mixed up with these organizations and he somehow got us to agree with some plan of his. We allowed him to take the boy for a while after he promised to meet us later on and hand the boy over to us. The boy was eerily stoic; he never even spoke and maintained a calm demeanor in this epic frenzy.

      We tried to fight our way through the rest of the hostiles but they proved to be too much for us. My heart pounded as we detoured through the stores of the city. Thankfully all of the buildings were interconnected so we were able to continue in our mission while avoiding the hostiles. I remember how relieved I was to be away from them.

      Now the events following are extremely hazy and I cannot recant them here. I just remember that my misadventure with The Midnight Crew eventually led to my separation from them and I ran into this strange gothic girl. I believe this girl to have been Ruby Gloom. I remember that there was something about this girl that rubbed me the wrong way. She was seemingly pleasant but I found it difficult to trust this one. Now Ruby had a story, one whose complete makeup was lost in memory. She was an exile from another land or another world. She was here for reasons unknown and was in the middle of a rivalry with an ocean dweller that was now on land. Squid-Girl was this rival’s designation. I think that Ruby believed Squid-Girl to be partly responsible for her exile.

      After more hazy stuff happened (including several strifes between Squid-Girl and Ruby) I ended up in a college. I was there under Ruby’s direction and was now working completely independently of The Midnight Crew. I guess there was a something bigger going on, something that tied in with this college, that mysterious boy, Ruby and her rival, Squid-Girl. I didn’t know how this all tied together but I knew that more answers could be found at this college and Ruby was going to help find them…or so she said. Ruby and I warmed up to each other as time went on. She seemed to consider me a real friend and I can’t say that I was far from returning the sentiment. Not to say that she didn’t have her annoying flaws. She was very cocky and arrogant and she thought very highly of herself. I hated that about her. And not to mention she loved the sound of her own voice. I was still somewhat weary of trusting her. There was still so much about that I didn’t know; most importantly, her motive. She didn’t strike me as the type of person who gave out of the goodness of her heart, so why did she agree to help me? What was in it for her? I made a point of keeping these questions in the back of my mind.

      The college had its own private beach. Not a real beach but a man made beach. One with artificial ocean waves and whatnot; similar to what they had in the City of Columbia. Now this beach was a place where the students used drugs recreationally (and yes, the college was okay with this). Ruby was also posing as a student here at this college. She was somewhere else and communicated with me through some chat client. I was extremely uncomfortable here on this beach. I didn’t like being around so many tripped out junkies in one place; something about that scenario spelled disaster to me. And I was not entirely sure if the other students liked me but looking back: it may have been in my head. The recreational drug usage was interrupted by a massive storm which brought forth a huge tsunami. We all escaped the beach alive but I was not sure if this tsunami was an accident. What a thought! That someone somewhere actually had the power to cause such a great feat of nature. Perhaps I was becoming paranoid. Or perhaps not. Didn’t my partner say something about Squid-Girl having elemental powers over the sea? This whole investigation just keeps getting more and more interesting.

      At this point I wander off into a tangent of unrelated events. I find myself on a bus with my highschool marching band and we are on our way to a performance. We are on our way to a five star hotel and I cannot wait to finally get there because I really have to take a piss. And that’s pretty much it. I don’t know what the point of this is. Could this have been a dream within the dream? Because I have had those. Seriously I have. Whatever, back the dream at hand.


      After that random ass tangent of events I was back at the beach. It was not long before another storm hit and another tsunami took place. But this was only the beginning of a series of extremely unfortunate events. After the beach was evacuated the organization that had the boy came and began fighting it out with another group. Could my presence have brought them here? There was also something big emerging from the sea and it threatened to destroy this school. Hell was indeed being raised and my class mates and I needed to find someplace safe before we were all killed. As I was running with the crowed I saw a huge projection of ruby over the rail of the walkway. I don’t know if it was a holographic projection which she set up herself or if it was just a projection of the dream which only I could see. But what I do know is that I hated what I saw. She was there just laughing her ass of at the mayhem that was ensuing. I knew that she couldn’t be trusted. I don’t know how but she planned this and I was pawn in this sick little game of hers. A friend indeed.

      We successfully evacuated to the safety of the school theatre. It was the last safe place left here in the school. All the while we were there I could only think back on that image of my partner laughing at me and everyone here. There was no longer any question that I was nothing more than a means to an end but what end? Damn it! What was all of this about? What was I mixed up? What was this leading to? After a few minutes of thought one of the IT students brought up a radar map of the school and the beach and showed everyone how the tsunami started. I was right. It was not accident. According to the IT and his radar map the tsunami was caused by a giant creature approaching the school from the water. It was let in from the back end. This was no doubt the work of Squid-Girl.

      After several more events that I can not recall, I was reunited with The Midnight Crew. We were back in the City of Gale making our way through the maze of commercial facilities. Several of them were dark due to some kind of orchestrated black out and I could not help but get anxious whenever we entered a dark facility. I mean after all, the city was full of hostiles. But the darkness was short lived because each time we entered a dark room, Leila would rewire the circuits in the rooms and bring the lights on. We made our way into a dark kitchen and, after a few minutes of rewiring by Leila, it was well lit. But the relief was short lived as we were immediately attacked by hostiles. I remember seeing Paul there and the boy was with him. Was all of this really centered around him? I still could not believe that this all could have been orchestrated by one girl. I never did figure out what motive was. One thing that I could never get over. If she really was just using me, then why did she open up to me the way she did.

      The dream changed possibly before the brawl ended. I was no longer a participant; I was now the observer. I suspect that I had gone back through time (possibly by several years) to observe one of the seemingly unrelated events that may have led up to that frenzy. Poseidon, king of the sea, was working at a seaside store. Squid-Girl emerged from the ocean surface with her boyfriend and attacked him relentlessly. She destroyed the restaurant killing everyone inside and came down on Poseidon with huge tsunami waves. She also knew how to handle a trident. I was really impressed; Poseidon really didn’t stand a chance. I felt kind of bad for him; I felt that this was a blatant act of treachery on her part. The last thing I saw was Squid-Girl, holding down the king of the sea as he lay on his back with her hand pressed firmly against his forehead. She was in his face with a stone cold look in her eye no doubt saying something menacing to him. I didn’t see what happened to Poseidon but judging by Squid-Girl’s demeanor; I doubt that she was merciful.

      Note: At some point during the second evacuation (or it may have been during the final strife in the kitchen) I got the inkling that there was an unknown third party involved in all of this. Ruby and Squid-Girl were the two primary antagonists who were pulling the strings in this entire debacle. But I could not get past the feeling that there was an unknown third party who was sitting back idly and watching Ruby and Squid-Girl. I felt like someone was observing their rivalry closely and waiting for the right time to make his move. Perhaps he was waiting for one of them to engage him or perhaps he was waiting for them to do something. Perhaps he was hatching a plan that would arise from their plans.
    4. 03 June: how in a future life I'll come to live in Mars

      by , 06-03-2014 at 02:36 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      The time is a near future and I am a poor orphan girl, living in a slum. The largest chunk of the population lives below poverty line, only an elite gets access to a good life, with all comforts and technologies.
      One day a couple of scientists from this elite is kidnapped with their daughter by a group of boys who take them to their headquarters in the woods. I happen to watch everything and I follow them secretely. They reach a kind of pyramidal fortress and their leader is a cute blonde girl protected by her own elite female warriors. The boys bow to her, the ladies are clearly the rulers of this gang.
      I stick around hidden and I manage to help the couple and their daughter escape and go back to their protected world. I become friend of their daughter and we keep in touch. She learns that the gang found out I released their prisoners and they are now bullying me and my life is at risk. One day I inform her that I am in danger and have to run and hide. That's when she comes to help me and takes me to her parents presence.
      They felt in debt towards me, but I had never accepted anything from them, so now they offer that I stay with them, with no deadline to go away. As long as I want, I can stay with them. I get used to the good life. Soon after they go on vacation to a beach resort and take me with them. We travel by tele-transportation. We basically enter what I thought to be an elevator, but when the door opens, we're at this beach. On the beach, the elevator is cloacked to be invisible against the landscape. I am amazed with all this technology and they are surprised to know about how low tech the life of the rest of us is. We're basically stuck with the gadgets from the beginnings of the XXI century and haven't had access to anything more high tech than that.
      The couple of scientists has been working on some big study of some space objects that seem potential threats to our planet.
      One day there's a meteor shower and a large meteorite hits the ground somewhere on the planet and they start making observations and calculations and moving towards an ever more likely scenario of a nearby asteroid or something coming to hit us. Then I see like an aurora in the sky and they panic. I don't know what it means to them, but they start preparing to leave and try desperately to reach another family with whom they are friends with. Apparently there's an evacuation plan for an elite of the elite and both those families were allowed to embark on a ship heading out of the planet. I am feeling lost in the middle of this chaos and certain that they'll leave me behind, but since they can't reach the other family and they owe me their lives, they take me along in their places. That's how I escape an E.L.E. on Earth and from being and orphan on the slum I go to become one of the very few Earth's refugees in a colony on Mars, where I am raised and educated as one of their own.
    5. Class psychos

      by , 04-13-2014 at 03:00 PM (My smashed up joy ride of dreaming)
      I make my classroom dark, and when the time comes to go outside, I know my eyes will hurt so much. I get on the bus to go home, and somebody gets ambushed with an explosion. It looked like the spiny shell explosions, if anybody has played mk before. And then I realize they want to hit me with one. No, I didn't think about being blinded from the blast. Cut and I am in some sort of fine building. I leave, because everyone here is in one of the dumbest cults ever.

      I run down the hall, if they wanted to chase me, which they did. I take a long route around the school I somehow entered while people talk about how they are all media characters and breaking the fourth wall, unlike myself when they straight out told me this wan't real., hm. So that's what being a video game character is like Anyways making for the exit, I come across my sister who believes the dumb gang. As I say "I'm not putting up with that", I leave. My sister screams in horror. I swear I heard her voice from thirty seconds of walking away begiing me to reconsider. She really thought I was committing suicide by not joining. Even my friends at least respect my decision and have hope. Oh, and my name was Rick Ash;ey for some reaon, either that or ryan.
    6. 4 Apr: leader of a gang in futuristic world

      by , 04-04-2014 at 11:35 AM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      I fell asleep slowly, keeping my awareness, and the plunge was so subtle, that I wasn't sure when I was already asleep or not and both worlds overlapped for a while. I was clearly already visioning a dream world, but every time I moved my hands to do a RC, I was still moving my "real" hands and not the dream hands. It took me a while to finalize the transition. And when I did, I still wasn't sure in what level of reality I was, because I got up from my dream bed and went to a balcony and clearly the world outside was a very large city and not my hometown, but it was so realistic in all its details and sensations, that I chickened at the thought of flying away from the balcony. I decided to do one more RC just to be on the safe side and not kill myself.
      When I was absolutely sure, then I flew away over a 10-lane highway and for fun, landed on top of a big truck and surfed it.

      I had no clear goal with the dream, so I let the story unfold.
      My stunts attract some attention and I gather a group of misfits and adventurers who follow me as their leader. We become a rebel group on this futuristic mad max style world.
      Some day I meet a guy I don't fully trust, but he is a bad-ass with some skills and I spend some time with him, to see if he fits in our group. We hijack trucks with materials we can use, but we never hurt anybody. But he attacks a truck with a family and kills the parents of a kid and almost shoots the kid. Needless to say, I kick his ass and make sure he never hurts anyone again. Then I adopt the scared kid and take him to our base. We live in a semi-underground tunnel complex on the outskirts of the suburbs. I love this kid very much and make sure he grows up nicely and in a peaceful environment.
      I guess he brings me into maternal mode, because I do much less adventures outside and have become more home-based. I even have a date with a guy and a friend helps me pick up a dress to go out that evening. I leave the kid with a lady who is not human. Her head is hairless and instead is covered in a thick brownish skin with round protuberances of different sizes. But she is the most trustworthy person around, very calm and serene.
      This guy I'm going out with, he's like the Hulk, big and green. The babysitter suggest I should wear a green outfit to match, but I disagree, he might think I'm mocking him.
    7. Dream Journal Dec. 1: Zombies, Aliens, and Stupid Plans

      by , 12-01-2013 at 09:17 PM
      I start in spectator view. A red (missed MILD cue alert!) car carrying three teenagers gang members pull alongside a cop car, and one of the gang members shoot the cop sitting in back the head.

      My brain goes, "Oh, not gruesome enough? Let's see it again close-up!" So that scene replays. At least the cop looked pissed off when she died, instead of surprised or sad. The gang car peels off, and the cops give chase. The cops shoots shotguns at the gang car, and that somehow causes a chain link fence to break. And what would you know, the broken fence frees up zombies.

      I get a quick cut to three British hooligans wearing yellow raincoats. The focus is on the fat kid, who is attempting to run past zombies towards a portal. He is getting surrounded, but fortunately, his in-shape friends catch up and disperses the zombies just a little bit. The fat kid still gets surrounded though, but he is pushing on through a small crowd of zombies.

      Another quick cut, and it looks like two of the hooligans made it through the portal. One of them is the fat kid, and he lost an arm -- the zombies managed to get a bite in, and his other friend amputated it for him. They walk alongside a cliff side path until they come to some sort of neo-modern flat-house/apartment, where some survivalist are holed up.

      The view returns to "my" POV, and I'm part of the survivors alongside my friend K. We remark how amazing it is that the fat kid (we don't call him that to his face) survived, and he needs medical attention immediately. Dream Logic fills in the gap that these kids are part of a group run by M, K's wife (in real-life as well), and K wants to send out a party to investigate. So I'm part of a group to go back through the portal to find out.

      But before we set off, we get a ring at the doorbell. We go up to K's room, which has a perfect overhead view of the front door, and there's a skinny blonde woman. She identifies herself as "Amy Adams' friend," and we let her in. I don't know any Amy Adams in real life, so it's a little funny how specific the name is.

      (Edit: Okay, so Google reveals Amy Adams is actually a pretty famous actress that I even saw a few movies of. I definitely did not make the connection in my dream.)

      Anyways, she joins my team, and suddenly I get a 16-bit side-scroller view of my two companions. There's the blonde woman, who carries a pretty wicked Contra-styled rifle; But like in Contra, she can only take one hit before she'll die. My other companion is another long-haired blond, but I think he's like some sort of futuristic elf; he's some sort of cool, silent sniper-type, and his "rifle" has a feature that turns it into a laser bow. Um, okay then.

      We somehow forget about our mission to find M's party. Instead, the King of our survivor group decides to stage a mass exodus towards an underground location (dumb plan 1). So we set out in the middle of the night, forming a single-file line (dumb plan 2), and some of the survivors take this chance to go Trick or Treating. I remark that our group is made up of idiots, so I ask K to guard the rear while I move ahead to guard the middle.

      We safely arrive at our location, and the blond elf and I scout ahead inside a building that is jutting out of the ground. The insides of the place looks like the bombed-out ruins of an office designed by M.C. Escher, with stairs circling a giant pit. We don't get too far before Elfy comes across a creepy, bloody, and naked woman, who is clearly infected. After a brief struggle, Elfy shoots her down. I should note that it is "completely" dark in here, but Elfy's weapon releases a neon-green discharge that lingers at the end of his rifle, soooo not the most stealthy thing ever.

      Anyways, a couple of us investigate the corpse, in which suddenly, an alien parasite bursts out of her stomach and starts snapping at Elfy (ew!). One of the other guys, who looks like the chunky best friend played by Jonah Hill in a stoner movie, appears. His left arm is apparently the same arm as Hellboy's (um...), and in this world, that hand has the property of disrupting these aliens (...'kay...). So Handy grabs the parasite, which implodes/shrivels in a flash of light.

      The King, who is there now, decides to drop a bomb made of light that shares the same property as the Hellboy arm (again, Dream Logic is taking leaps here) into the depths of the ruins. The bomb is called a "Grounswell" here, which I guess is a pretty apt name. Anyways, when the bomb detonates, it causes all the other infected creatures to come rushing up (dumb plan 3). The dream ends here.

      Updated 12-01-2013 at 09:20 PM by 66359

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    8. 17 Aug: Hostage

      by , 08-17-2013 at 11:15 AM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening


      I am watching the events around some kids and their lives. In common, they all attend the same college.
      I'm following the life of a very sensible kid, whose father is very though, I think maybe a cop or military. He tries to raise his kid to be tough like him and fearless, so he keeps dragging him to nasty places and situations where the kid freaks out and gets traumatized. As a result, he shuts down and starts hating his father. He sure gets tough, but not the way his father intended to. The once sweet kid is now silent, unpleasant, unresponsive and anti-social.
      Then I follow another guy whom nobody seems to know or notice. He dresses a casual suit, seems to be of good families, but he is also messed up. He arrives at the school entrance, takes out a gun from his pocket and shoots himself in the head. No last words, no hesitation.
      Then I seem to decide to enter that college and I actively become a character in the dream. I wander around the premises, get to know the kids and I become their colleague.
      One day an armed gang enters the school spreading panic. I take refuge in a bathroom nearby with some other people, but three persons of the gang also enter the bathroom, point guns at us and tell us to quiet down. I consider getting out while I still can, but they say we're going to be taken hostage and stay in there for a couple of days locked up with them. I hear indiscriminate shots outside and chaotic running and screaming and realize I have more chances of staying alive if I stay in there. My instinct tells me to accept being their hostage. They have sandwiches and even some blankets to lay on the floor. They make sure we are comfortable, but never explain their intentions.
      After a day, I notice that our captors are as nervous as the hostages. I'm the only one still cool and relaxed, so one of the captors asks me how can I stay so cool in the middle of all that. I say something like "panic and stress won't help me at all to stay alive and make the best judgement of the situation". He is impressed and we start talking. He is actually a very nice guy and I start sympathizing with him, although not with their cause.
      Another girl hostage asks me later if I understand what their plans are for us. She seems to be confident that they won't kill us. And I tell her "don't fool yourself. we're the backup hostages. they keep us safe here as a safeguard to themselves. but if shit hits the fan, they will kill us to."
      As I say this, a guy who seems to be their leader, breaks into the bathroom and seems to be ready to kill us indeed. Before he even has time to blink, I kick him and throw him on the floor and get his gun, but he wears a kind of armour and his only vulnerability is his head. I don't want to kill him, so I hesitate about shooting him in the head. He feels my hesitation and he attacks me back. We fight and he ends up on the ground again, but now he summones a dragon-demon that no one was expecting. Well, the dragon has thick skin, but no armour, so I shoot the dragon. He disappears in thin air. Just like that, the gang seems to have been also dismantled and normality is being restablished elsewhere in the school, with the remaining hostages being freed.

      Updated 08-17-2013 at 11:19 AM by 34880

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    9. Getting ganged (lucid!)

      by , 07-14-2013 at 06:41 PM
      I had a ton of dreams last night, only they were all short.

      This one took place after waking up from a short one, so I'd classify it as WBTB.

      Length: ~5 min
      Type: Lucid

      Some guys rolled up in a truck, two of them had guns. I realized this was a dream after cowering behind a tree. I was torn, because I wanted to have a lucid dream, but I didn't want to get shot in it, so I did a RC to make sure. Then I jumped out and tried to imagine them catching on fire, it didn't work the way I planned, but at least something scared them off. Most likely me willing them to go away. Then I flew after their truck a little bit. It was amazing, zipping past the trees like that, floating above ground. Pure awesomes. After that I forget what happened. But those were the highlights.

      PS: I'd just like to say the nose RC is the best. There's nothing more satisfying than breathing in through your fingers and realizing your in your own dream.

      Edit: Oh! I almost forgot, the reason I was inclined to believe I was dreaming was because there was a girl who looked like my dream sign in the shotgun seat. Plus this whole thing of pulling up in a truck and ganging a teenager was sort of... weird.

      Updated 07-15-2013 at 05:14 PM by 63516

      Categories
      lucid , nightmare , dream fragment
    10. My Wallet!

      by , 01-30-2013 at 03:43 PM
      I had many dreams but I only remember the last one, me and two other anonymous people were on a road trip and we stopped by a fast food station. The overall theme of the restaurant was mostly white with like blue and brown cushions on the seats. Usually my dreams have extremely weird architecture so this dream was rare because it was a normal set up. We sat in one booth and we all left temporarily at the same time, probably to a bathroom? the dream was really fuzzy at this point. At that point I realize I left my wallet on the table. I feel like someone is stealing my money because we are in a fast food restaurant. I go back to the table and theres three guys with one guy "exchanging money" and theres less money but he says he was just trading my 20 for his change. In the dream somehow this is something thats technically ok to do for some reason. I start getting angry and ask for my wallet back, they throw it at me and I catch it but my hand hits a guy behind me. The guy behind me starts saying like wtf why did you do that, i said its cause these three retards threw it and I would have beat them up or called the police or something but that's when my dream ended.
    11. catching up.

      by , 11-11-2012 at 07:30 PM (Tales from the sun chaser.)
      I'm at my house and I'm and I feel something wiggling around in my ear. I reach in a pull out a worm that's about five inches long. It's dead when it comes out, and I drop it on the ground. I feel another one coming out out the other side. This one is still alive and I bit it half to kill it. Oh that taste was the worst thing I've ever experienced. It was like a combination of dish washing liquid spoiled milk and death. I started heading to the internet to out more on the worm.

      I was lucid last night, but the only thing I can remember is...oh wait....

      I was in some weird city, and it was ran by this gang I was apart of. We all wore suits except for the women. They dressed like total sluts with different coloured hair. I think the gang was lead by a female which I hit on...but it was more over the top than what I would normally do. She was wearing short white shorts a bikini top and she had bright raid hair. I was really turned on by her, and I directed her attention to my penis. She looks at it makes a comment about the pre cum that was building up around the tip. She said I wouldn't be able to last a minute with her. I told her it's on, and she can bet whatever. She told me that if I didn't, she would have me killed. I agreed, and the rest of the gang escorted me to a limo. We were driving around to another spot to have sex at. We got to this one place, and it was just crazy. There was some class going on, but it was separated. On my left were all European girls, and to the left American girls. The class was about seduction...what to do to turn guys on, so they were just going through the motions of what movements to do. They were all either wearing either bra/panty/stockings combos or slutty school girl out fits......my mind was blown. The gang was telling me "it was nice knowing you". And I told them that they're not going to kill me, because I'm going to have to wake up soon.
      Tags: costumes, dild, gang, suits
      Categories
      lucid
    12. Mom Shows Her Stuff, Kid Gang, Victoria Justice

      by
      USA
      , 07-26-2012 at 03:12 PM (My Nighttime Experiences)
      I started to want to see my mom naked. So I began to be nice to her and do whatever she said. We were on a bus and her straps on the camisole she was wearing started to fall to her arms, and she wasn't wearing a bra. She was joking about how innapropriate that was or something, and I told her I didn't mind. When the bus got to it's stop, my mom got off so I followed her. She went in front of a docking bay, and let her boobs hang out for everyone to see! She turned around and showed me, and said something like hers don't look good because she's old, then I told her she had nice boobs. Then we got back to our van and I got in the middle seat. Mom was packing some stuff into the trunk and the van started driving down the road by itself. I just sat there and Mom was still packing the trunk while it was going. Then when she finished, she ran by the side of the car and got in the middle seat next to me. We talked for a little while. Next thing I know, we were at home and she laid an Xbox 360 controller standing on its side on the floor. She said at 4-5 P.M. you can knock it down for a baseball card. I said we didn't have any baseball cards, so we looked around for regular cards. I found a pack of good playing cards, but before I could use them, Mom got a pack of small cards, and shot them all over the floor, all 52 of them! So I decided to help her pick them up because I wanted to see those boobies again. While I was picking up cards, there were also little puzzle pieces all over and other junk. When it was all cleaned up, Mom walked out of her bedroom, and was licking her finger seductively, and I was gonna do something, then Dad walked out of the bathroom and stopped me from doing anything. It barely looked like my dad though because he had medium length hair, not short; wore a baseball cap, which he never does; and he wasn't wearing his glasses.

      Me and some other kids (4 guys 1 girl) started a gang in our neighborhood. Our hideout was underneath a building. There was a small area of brick that moved up and down so you could lift it and get in. You would have to strech between to walls to get down to the floor. Also before you could even get on the ground you had to do something with your hands (so only your feet were holding you) then something with your feet (so only your hands were holding you). The girls wouldn't have to do that though because it would be too hard. Somehow Mr L (He's the strictest most bitchly teacher at my school who gets you in trouble for just about anything) found our gang hideout, and stopped our gang. Next thing I know we are at some festival and we're in a big tent with a restaurant in it. I see people outside the tent in a big crowd so I start making peace signs at them and saying, "Pee." (Instead of peace) Then the old lady behind the counter at the restaurant starts having problems with her dentures. They're buzzing really loud, and Mr L tells one of the guys in my gang to stop, but he's not doing anything. The lady tries to fix her dentures but nothing works.

      Victoria Justice set up a ladder on some wall and put a clear tube around it, then another yellow tube around it. She said she wanted me to go in there with her. I tried to get in and could barely fit. I did want to go in there with her (she's hoottt), but we just wouldn't be able to fit.

      Updated 07-26-2012 at 03:36 PM by 42776

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    13. Many Dark Little Dreams

      by , 05-21-2012 at 10:24 AM (Tomas's DJ - "Exploration of the inner Self")
      I am sorting out some stuff at the back of my car. There are 4 £50 notes and 1000CZ notes packed separately in some plastic. George walks in to the garage and I am afraid he saw it and will come back later to take it. I don't trust him. I think its money from some dodgy business.

      I am working as a driver or delivery guy for some gangster boss. He promises that when I come to his camp, there are loads of pubs and clubs with many people most of which women! I go there and it is really so.

      I was at my old school in Czech. There was a big paper box full of various medicines under the main stairs. I go through it in case there are some pills I could use for lucid dreaming. I came across one that is similar to piracetam, but I want to open it and read the instructions to make sure. Then the box disappears and I know its in the in my house in the attic. I go there and its hidden there with some old books. I go through it and my mom keep asking what am I doing there. I cannot find it.

      I was running some crazy marathon. There were loads of people, but it went through some wrack yard or so. It reminded me of running man. Then we all got to a big room with little rooms on the sides on various levels. There were various mechanisms designed to kill us I believe. It was a bit like Indiana Johns. I tried to solve some of these mechanisms, but I don't know how to describe it here.

      I was cycling with Skrbek through some country side... on a road between farms. Then at one point I got off my bike as I wanted to push it through some deep mud. But Skrbek points out at my rear wheel! Its all funny shaped, almost like a square and the back part of the bike as well! I am confused where it happened. I should have realised it was a dream here!
    14. 04/10/12 Recent Dreams

      by , 04-11-2012 at 01:20 AM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      04/10/12

      Note: It has been a long time since I have posted any dreams. I have been sooooo depressed lately that all I have really wanted to do is crawl into a hole and fall asleep and never wake up. I think it is lifting a bit, so I decided to go ahead and post these dreams.

      Maze Hunter
      I am in a suit of futuristic armor and in a futuristic looking underground facility. The facility is laid out like a maze, and I am there to hunt some creatures, some violent creatures that have been killing randomly both in the facility and on the surface around the facility. Killing indiscriminately. They have to be stopped. I am walking down a long hall with flickering lights giving it a rather creepy feel, like the facility hasn't been in use recently. I hear movement up ahead, I look at a scanner on my wrist to confirm it is one of the enemies and not an ally. I cautiously approach a turn in the passage where I know the enemy is just around the corner. I manage to surprise the enemy by jumping around the corner and firing my weapon before he can react. My weapon is a laser blaster that is about the size of a shotgun, and it emits a blast of fire that blasts the enemy apart. I can see through the broken parts of the armor that the enemy is reptilian in nature, I am wondering if it is of a race I have encountered in the past called Reptizars. I'm not sure, usually they don't need any armor beyond what is offered by their scales. I hear something behind me and turn just in time to dive out of the way as another of the enemy fires at me. I dive down a side passage, rolling over quickly onto my back and waiting for the enemy to appear. I don't see anything… what is that thing up to? I am sure he will come around the corner at any time, but before he does, I wake up.


      To The Races
      I am in my own car, the car I have in my waking life, which is a red Dodge Neon. I am driving down a street quickly, intent on getting to a race track where I have been entered to race… in my Neon. There is a special race going on at the race track where whoever feels like entering and has a non-modified street car can race for prizes. I think I probably don't have much chance entering with a Neon, but someone else has entered me and I am not going to back out. I figure there will probably be some other amateurs there with cars even worse for racing than my Neon. Right now I am racing on the freeway just to get there before it is too late, before I miss the start of the race.


      Mad Monkey Inn
      I am in a hotel of some kind, I have a job there. I am taking the key cards from people as they check out and leave the hotel to go on their way. It seems many of the visitors are disgruntled, and cranky upon leaving. Also I notice that several of them look like they have been bitten or scratched, like they have been attacked by a wild animal of some kind. I look around and see an ad on the wall that says each visitor to the hotel gets their own monkey to sleep with for the night. Not a stuffed monkey, a real live spider monkey. I think that is really strange. A man comes from the rooms area with a particularly cranky monkey. The monkey is clearly trying to bite and scratch the man, I wonder what is going on there. Have monkeys been injuring all the guests? The man stops by me and says no one told him the monkeys wake up so cranky in the morning. He says he should sue this dump. He hands over his key, then shoves the cranky monkey into my hands as well. He leave in a huff, but I pay very little attention to him since I am now trying to keep the monkey from biting me in the face. I am holding the monkey at arm length and I am not sure what to do with him now. After all, I haven't even been trained to handle the monkeys!


      Hawaii 5-O
      I am with Steve McGarrett from Hawaii 5-O. We are trying to gather evidence against a cop we both know is dirty, but so far we have been unable to prove it. Alicia is there with us, and I go with Alicia to check in one direction. Alicia spots a couple of gang bangers and proceeds to flip them the bird. I wonder why she did that. They get pissed and come after us. Alicia disappears quickly, and I hide myself behind some dumpsters in an alley. I meet up with Steve just as the gang bangers catch up with me. Steve kicks one of their asses, I fight and manage to beat the other one into submission. The dirty cop is there, too, presumably there to get a payoff or something. But there is still no evidence. Steve takes the cop's gun and shoots each of the gang bangers, killing them. He hands the gun back to the dirty cop, who is standing there looking stunned. Steve says we had better leave, the rest of the gang will be coming. Steve beats on the cop for a bit and then we disappear. Steve says when the rest of the gang finds the cop over their dead friends, they won't hesitate to tear the cop into so many pieces that we'll never find all of them.


      Darkness Below
      I am at the public library and I realize I have to go to the bathroom, so I look around to see if there is anyone around that looks like they might steal my computer while I'm away. I see no issues so I head into the bathroom. There is no one in there so I choose an empty stall to do my business in. I sit down and do my business, and I am about ready to get up when I hear a strange noise outside the stall. It doesn't sound like a person, it sounds more like an oozing mass of something crossing the floor… and the smell of raw sewage reaches my nose. Yuck! One of the other toilets must be backing up. Gross! I look at the floor to see if I can see any sewage coming from the other stalls… but what I see is that the ground is suddenly all cracked and covered in mold. Yuck! How could I not have noticed when I entered that the bathroom was this disgusting? Black ooze is coming up from the cracks. It seems to be alive. I step out of the stall, there is something really gross happening. The mirrors are all broken in the bathroom, and there is black ooze also coming from cracks in the wall. I head over to the door, which is also covered with black sludge. A humanoid form is stepping from the sludge, human in shape, with a huge gaping and dripping mouth that is emitting a long groan like a zombie. The thing reaches for me, and reflexively I use the spell Damage, Inc. to throw a fireball at the thing. The spell works, and the thing bursts into flame as if it was made out of oil and is very flammable. The room is quickly engulfed in flames, completely surrounding me, but then I wake.
    15. Hawaii Five-O, Potential Gang Fight, More Mario Kart, Playing Sonic Game...

      by , 01-26-2012 at 02:00 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      26.01.2012

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      These dreams did not appear in this specific order And I the alarm woke me up (the two that I set since I have a Biology Lab class starting around 8AM (~7AM I finished editing this entry here).

      Dream 1: Hawaii Five-O

      Apparently the main character from the original version, Steve McGarrett (Jack Lord), was the mastermind behind all the crimes in the city? I don't know how, but I think I hear him as the narrator saying he has a private place way up in the mountains where he can relax and there's a small lake on top as well.

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      The scene starts to zoom out as if you're looking down, and continues to zoom out until you see the green area McGarrett was taking a bath in the lake.

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      Then I started to see the police force in the show climbing from some rope trying to reach McGarrett.

      Dream 2: Potential Gang Fight

      In this dream, I forgot something, and had to go back somewhere for a certain object, or something, I can't remember too well.

      But as I'm going back, there's a group of Black people on the street that is slanted (it's diagonal from bottom left to top right I believe).

      They are on the left side. I go up to them, but not to talk to them, I had to get to the other side of the road I believe. Then I'm stuck in the front of the group. There's another gang of DCs coming their direction, which I believe were mostly Caucasian.

      Then when I turn my back, the gang's suddenly switch sides. I'm on the Caucasian side. They're just staring at the other gang I believe. I think one DC looks at me asking me what do I need.

      I told them that I needed to get something, and they let me move on. I just kept walking and didn't turn my back to see what they were going to do. I eventually find a house, go in, and then there's a DC and probably my father, but I'm not too sure on that.

      My father was asking the DC, who was Black and wore a cap I believe, if he waned to take me as his son or something like that, but in a joking manner.

      For some reason in the dream, I thought in my mind that I wouldn't feel bad if he became my new father.

      I can't remember much after that.

      Dream 3:

      I'm playing Mario Kart, probably N64 version, but it had Double Dash and Mario Kart Wii elements to the stage I'm playing on.

      How come everyone here is obsessed with dreaming?-mario-kart-dd-1.jpg

      I forgot which character I was but I found I fell for a few fake item boxes that I thought were real to help me get items to use, and I also kept going towards bananas, which made me slower, but I accelerated pretty quickly if that happened.

      I think at some moments, I was the DC inside of the vehicles because I remember seeing a girl to my right riding a vehicle, something was familiar about this girl, but I didn't want to assume it was someone I knew in real life. I think she was trying to get ahead of me.

      I also remember getting a blue shell and using it, and then when I was in 1st place for the rest of the rest, a blue shell is after me, but apparently I was boosting so much that it couldn't keep up (probably had a Golden Mushroom on me).

      I can't remember much after that.

      Dream 4:

      I'm playing a Sonic game, most likely Sonic Adventure 2 Battle, because Sonic didn't look at smooth as he was in later games like Sonic Heroes, etc.

      I'm playing on a stage that looks like a Sonic Heroes level, especially the second part of the Metropolis level with the futuristic setting to it.



      I think I was trying to get Sonic to do a light dash on a fairly huge sequence of rings in front of him. I'm playing on the GameCube version most likely, and when I pressed the "B" button to start, he does the dash, but stops in between.

      He floats a little bit higher (like a recoil if you will from going so fast) on the first few set of rings, so that meant I had to keep pressing "B" at the right moment to dash through the rest of the rings, or fall down and lose a life I think.

      End of dream.



      If I remember more, I'll edit it I guess, but most likely, this is all I'll remember. I got a decent amount of sleep (maybe 4-5 hours), but not enough for longer dreams.

      Updated 01-26-2012 at 02:03 PM by 47756

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      non-lucid
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