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I miss tech failure dreamsigns even though I know something is odd. My first encounter with Samael but we're allies. I continue to see some old acquaintances.

Uni Computer Failure (non-lucid)

I am in a class on a computer. I am trying to look up my schedule because I think I have a bio class starting in 5 minutes. The computer clock reads "66". The computer next to me reads "1" with "26" placed below that. I know something is odd but this girl besides me distracts me. I continue trying to find my schedule but can't. The computer keeps showing me school images.

I eventually find the schedule and I was right, I go to bio class.

I take a seat and a girl is sitting across from me. She is showing people her tits and when I tell her I wasn't paying attention she gets angry. "I am not showing anyone else."

I then feel a vibration under my own shirt and it is a wristwatch cellphone. I place it in my pocket. The guy next to me says its his and when I refuse to give it to me and tries to tell the professor on me so I just give it back. But I do find a small plastic, red shoe in my pocket from a toy or something so that is cool.

High School Dream (non-lucid)

I am following a girl through the hall on my way to class. She is wearing a backward necklace that says DASH.

We get talking about something and both go into class and have a sit. She is talking to some girls about Tiger Woods and the teacher is explaining that the new math book only costs $40.

Samael and the Pirate Ship (non-lucid)

Recall isn't to great on this one. There is some sort of pirate ship that belongs to me and my crew. We have to make our way through a cave filled with monsters. I exit the ship and have to choose party members like a video game. All with their own attributes. I choose Vince the athlete for his agility and Samael.



I know we went through the cave and some other stuff happened. I remember tentacles and a boss. I also remember wanting to tell someone about a video game and a bird with these awesome wings.

But most vividly I remember having 2 small splinters in my hand. Samael grabbed my hand real tight and started to mercilessly dig the splinters out. It hurt pretty good but felt better after he was done. He must have been the healer. I was the tank.

1. I'm going to a weird school where every day, we have physics class on the moon. I keep floating during the lecture while everyone else manages to remain seated. Eventually, I have to be stuck in a brick structure in the closet just so I can stay on the floor during class. When class is over, I have to walk through the hallways where the school's enormous marching band is lined up on either side with ridiculously fancy diamond-encrusted instruments. During one of the classes, I figure out that I can sort of fly (well, more like gliding) given a place to jump from, and that I tend to notice things the other students don't.

2. I go missing from one of the classes, and it turns out I've gotten aboard a ship in another star system where somebody had set up a bunch of explosives. I deactivate the bombs and return to Earth with the ship, which somehow doubles as a cruise ship when it lands in water.

In light of the rescue, the physics professor decides to give special rings to people in the class who have powers (even if it's just the power of observation) and tells us to be careful with them. At this point, we're starting to resemble a rag-tag bunch of DC characters - we've got a Superman, a couple of Green Lanterns, a Robin, and a few others I don't recall. I wind up being Batman, even though I'm constantly commenting on the fact that Batman can't fly.

3. Our improvised Justice League is wandering around a bookstore. Robin is holding hands with one of the Green Lanterns, and I can't help but note how cute it was. On the top floor of the bookstore, there's a guy who wants to be a Star Sapphire for some reason, even though that's a females-only corps.

4. One of the guys is upset that he wasn't picked for the League. He tries to find the bookstore again, but all he ends up doing is flying around and knocking parts off of assorted buildings because he's too big and he's not paying attention to where he's going.

5. I'm staying over at my friends' apartment where you need a key card from a nearby hotel in order to get Internet access. I decide to go out on the town and have a five-part chocolate cake dessert. Each of the parts has a different unusual flavoring (rosemary-ginger, blood and plums, sour cherries, and so on) and is served in a wine glass. Then I end up drinking something that disorients me, and finding my way back to the apartment is difficult. When I get back, I take a bath, but my towel falls into the bathwater and gets soaked.

Chorus Class Karaoke

I'm walking around a high school campus and I'm in an auditorium. I don't have class this period or I'm skipping. I walk by a stairway leading down into a grassy area where chorus class is. I'm not in the class but I overhear some girls talking about being naked for class!!! I look down at them and they see me and say I should come to class or I'm not going to see everyone naked!!!

Next thing I know I'm outside and there's a set of risers and girls (clothed) on them only on the top row. I'm seated to the side of them and the teacher is calling people up to sing karaoke and the girls on the risers will sing the backup. This girl I went to high school with, Lynn, goes up and sings something, but on the three monitors that have the lyrics, the lyrics to her song weren't coming up... the lyrics were for Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer. And when she was done, everyone clapped because she did the song by memory without messing up.

Next, someone told me that a guy was going to go, then it was my turn. The teacher called the guy's name and he wasn't in class that day. SO it was my turn. I wasn't ready, I hadn't picked out a song!! Everyone in the class who wasn't on the risers had a different page of songs to choose from. I was going person by person looking at all the music and none of it was alphabetical or organized in any way at all. Some of it was even handwritten instead of typed. I wanted to sing "Without Me" by Eminem but I couldn't find it anywhere. I saw Prince at the bottom of a page and I thought the list of songs would be on the back but nooooo. So I just started singing "Without Me" a capella.

Renee Cleans the Kitchen

I am at my parents' house in the kitchen and my sister had cleaned it all up. This is probably a result of the fact that I'm constantly on my mom's ass about keeping the kitchen clean, and no one in the family is talking to my sister right now.

Tripping in High School

I'm at my apartment. Aaron and Matt are over and they're making acid in my kitchen. It involves orange juice. But oddly, no chemistry set or anything. I'm sitting on my couch watching them do this. They both drink the orange juice and start tripping. So I walk over to the sink and pour the rest of the orange juice into the palm of my left hand. I think I licked it off my hand.

Next thing I know, I'm at my old high school. I'm walking down the corridor between the classes and the cafeterias. It's a campus style school built in the 60's or 70's. Outside of Cafeteria 2, there is a group of students assembled. I get in line with them and a teacher comes up to me and asks for me to initial something. She points to a box in an otherwise empty grid and I write "OMG" in it. And smile. The teacher looks at me and asks, "Do you think this is funny??" And I'm starting to trip and I just smile really big and shrug my shoulders and walk into the cafeteria.

I walk to the lunch line and grab a tray and see strawberries in a white plastic container that's shaped like a jar and take one. They all look really fresh and good to eat. Then I look behind the glass at what the lunch ladies have going on for lunch today, and it's all different kinds of pies. I HATE PIE. I look at one of the lunch ladies and ask, "Are you kidding me? Are you serious? Just pie???" I don't think she responded. I go to the cashier and now I suddenly have a soda on my tray as well, and I have to give her $2.35 for my lunch. Which is pretty steep for a strawberry and a soda.

I leave the lunch line and see that some people are calling me to sit with them. Then I see Danielle and smile and walk over to her. She's sitting at one of those tables with the little round dots for seats. As I'm walking over to her I blink and when my eyes are closed it looks like someone's notebook with drawings all in it, just line drawings, and they're all filled in with diagonal lines. Everything is in different colors. I sit by Danielle and ask her how her trip is going. She says somewhat loudly so the other table that I was supposed to sit at can hear, "Sure I'll show you the pictures from my beach trip!"

Ice Hockey with Danielle

Next thing I know, I'm a goalie at an ice hockey rink!! Danielle is trying to score goals on me! But I don't have a big goalie hockey stick, I just have this little regular one. We get tired of playing and I want to go to the pro shop. We go put down our hockey sticks in a pile with some others and they're all like plastic little kid hockey sticks, even the ones we were playing with.

Lucky Zipper at the Pro Shop

We go into the pro shop and I lost Danielle. I'm walking around and I see that it's not a hockey pro shop, it's a roller skating pro shop. There are pictures on all the walls of all sorts of shoe brands that have started making their own line of roller skates. I walk up to the counter and the guy behind it looks familiar. He's the dj from my old skating rink that my sister used to date. I asked him the best time to come skating and he said when he's working, of course. So I asked him for his number and he gave me a business card that said his name is Lucky Zipper.

He also mentioned that he was working the Headbanger's Ball and that I should call him for details. I asked him to price a pair of black and white Adio skates for me with the best plates and speed wheels and he said they'd only be about fifty dollars!! Then Danielle walked back in and asked where I'd been because she'd been looking all over for me.

Going to Maryland

I'm in a car with Sara Flexon and she's in the front seat driving and I'm in the back seat and I asked where we're going and she says to Maryland. We stop at a Taco Bell for food.

The Indian War

I'm in a big open field. There's dead bodies of Indians everywhere. All of a sudden, arrows start flying at me!

Last night was a disaster! I couldn't sleep AT ALL. I kept tossing and turning. I think it was because I ate so many brownies last night. I can't remember having a single dream. Ok, that's a lie. There was one. There was a huge beanstalk growing around the inside walls of my old high school and there was a guy trapped inside it. That's all I remember though. I had to take Nyquil to finally get to sleep. bad night.

First. I barely remember this. I was outside of my house which I don't think was really my house. I was calling on my cell phone to get help I think. I dialed three different numbers and none of them connected to anyone.

Second. Many parts. I was at a high school. In a gymnasium. I was I guess in gym class, but no one was wearing gym clothes. We were playing tennis. The net wasn't a tennis net... it was a volleyball net. I had my racket and it was very strange trying to serve over this volleyball net. It's ok, though, we were all having some trouble with it. This girl I used to work with, Borderline, was there. (Andrea and I call her "Borderline" because we think she has borderline personality disorder. She's kind of crazy and we suspect she has a crush on me.) She was on my team and was showing me her outfit which consisted of cream colored pants with almost lime green Adidas stripes down the sides and the same color scheme on her shirt, which was covered up by a cream colored sweater. On the other team's side of the net, there was a cd player like mounted into the wall. One that you could see the cd spinning through the glass. For some reason someone on the other team changed cds and put ICP in. I've never been a fan of the Insane Clown Posse, and was kind of upset when they put that cd in. As it was spinning, it was a black cd with a red cow skull that was I guess singing the lyrics or maybe just opening and closing its mouth.

Next thing I know, I'm in the locker room and I'm trying to find Borderline's locker. I had somehow found her combination somewhere and I felt like she was hiding something from me. Her combo that I found was 1-2-20-20. I was confused because I had never come across a combo that had four numbers, let alone any even numbers. I found her locker and some girls were telling me I'd better hurry up before Borderline came in and caught me trying to get into her locker. I was looking at the lock and the red arrow that you line the numbers up with was off center. All the other locks were normal, though. Well, Borderline came in and caught me. She was really mad and I tried to give her a hug to say I'm sorry, but she refused.

Next thing I know, I'm in a classroom and Borderline's there. She has this evil grin on her face like she's up to something. I get this wave of horrible feelings washing over me and I have to get out of there. I feel like something bad is going to happen. Everything turns into slow motion. I get out of my seat and make my way for the door and it takes forever. I run down the hallway to the door that leads out of school and on my way out, still in slow-mo, I have my hand on the door handle and there's an explosion in the school and it blows me out the door and over a tall chain link fence that's situated to the right of the door as you're going out of it. I grab onto the fence and hang there, stuck to it on the opposite side watching the school blow up. Everything was blown up except for the gym and the locker room.

Next thing I know, I'm back in the school trying to get back into the locker room. I guess since the school had just blown up, I needed to get my stuff out of my locker and go home. There's a teacher telling everyone to hurry up and get their stuff out. In order to get back into the locker room, I had to fit myself into a hole that was blown into the wall that was about five feet wide and two feet deep that was about three feet off the ground. I went to look for Borderline's locker again I guess for evidence that it was her that blew up the school. Her locker had moved. There was a note on it that said so. And A had a locker there, too, that was two lockers underneath Borderline's. (This is weird because A and I never went to school together.) I found a piece of paper that had combinations on it and one was 1-2-2, but I don't know whose locker that was for. Someone was talking to me as I'm looking in like every locker I can get into and I see that they have a book titled "Discovering Disasters" or something like that and I wrote down the name of it. SO I'm looking through all these lockers and finding hoodies. All different colors and styles and brands, and I'm thinking that their owners are probably dead, so I should take them. Then I decide not to. I clean out my locker and leave.

I walk out the back of the building and see that there is a building project going on. They are making a playground attached to the back of the gym. I'm distraught about this. There are tons of kids playing on it and I see that it's not safe. This is by far the largest playground that I've ever seen. It's like city blocks big. There are hundreds of kids and I want them all off this playground! I'm running around telling them to get the hell off this playground equipment. There are tubes to crawl through and slides and monkey bars. The tubes start falling apart. One kid was falling out of the tube he was in and I caught him and he just crawled back in the tube. These kids were not getting off this playground equipment come hell or high water. It was like it was life or death to them. And all their parents were sitting in benches talking to each other and acting like nothing was wrong. I see two black guys and they look like they're realizing that they need to help me get these kids off this brokedown playground. SO I crawl up onto this stuff and find a slide and I go down the slide after like six kids and the slide turns into a tube. Then the tube starts constricting. And flattening. One of the guys was following me, and he asked me if my name was my name. And I was like, how does he know my name? So now... I'm stuck in this flat tube. I have my legs sticking out at the bottom, I almost made it out. I'm yelling for someone to grab my feet and pull me out, but they can't move me at all. They call the rescue squad and cut me out of the tube. I get out and I'm still trying to get these kids off this playground. I'm yelling, "I've been in that tube for two hours and you're *still* on this playground?!?!"

Next thing I know, I'm walking down the sidewalk with someone telling him he should watch Family Guy and to pay close attention to Stewie, he's the one whose head is shaped like a football.

I'm running out of good BEoDs. . .

BONUS ENTRY OF DOOM!™

17.07.2010

Close Encounters of the Raptor Kind (DILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







Walking down the white paneled hallway, I took in the details around me. Wall mounted heaters with books on top, accented by the occasional bright red fire extinguisher, lined the sides of the school interior. Everything seemed so vivid and clean as I approached a branching hall to my right.

Recalling my Velociraptor nightmares from earlier in the night, I couldn't help hoping a Raptor wasn't waiting for me as I turned the corn--

Oh, shit.

Staring me down, less than 50 meters away, stood a 6ft tall, scaly, killing machine. Screeching, it came at me, giving me only a moment to center myself and reaffirm my lucidity. I reached out my hand, and with a concentrated effort of will I stopped its malicious descent upon me. Yet still, it continued toward me in a slow stride.

As it passed, I moved my hand to its snout and brushed its smooth, cold, reptilian face. All the while, I made sure to keep up my emotional direction and willful suppression of this magnificent creature's blood-lust; a single slip-up and I'd be missing a hand.

Luckily, the Raptor continued on its way, and I was left to revel in the incredibly life-like experience. I doubted the students in the classroom down the hall would make out quite as well as I had. . .

Okay, so I had one major goal last night, and that was finding my friend M. He complained that he has been having nightmares. I told him that he needed to focus on the Koi Pond in the bio-dome on the moon and that I would try to meet him there.


Finding M
I focused on the bio-dome. More importantly I focused on the Koi Pond. I was trying to find M. I could feel the dream fading. I focused it by rubbing my hands together. It helped. I walked over to the bench and sat down. I figured it might take M a while to get there as it was his first attempt at reaching the moon. It didn't even occur to me that I should go find him. I had confidence in his ability to get here.

I suddenly felt a presence standing over me. It was somewhat eerie and I stood and turned around. Standing there was M. I gave him a hug and told him we would see about his nightmare problem. He hugged me tightly saying it was good to see me again. I grab his hand and am getting ready to teleport us to his world when everything fades to black, and I don't mean the dream was lost. I mean there is a big black hole where the rest of it is supposed to be. It's not even a dream recall issue as I can usually recall small vibrations of the dream. Now, there is nothing. Not even a hint as to what happened. All I know is somewhere I lost him and my lucidity, but retained my goal. It is in the next segment.

Into the Old Life....
I am driving my dad's truck. We are in a parking lot. It is overly bright and I slide my sunglasses on. I am steering around other cars that are parked, and even being worked on. I narrowly avoid missing hitting someone that stepped right out in front of me. I cursed at the idiot that must have been trying to kill themselves. I finally make it home.

I then am riding my bike to school. It is high school and is like I have gone back in time. I don't think anything of this, but I just keep going on my way. There is construction all around town. I get to school, which is more of a warehouse. One of my teachers, Ms. S, is looking at soda. It is a big shipment. Several of us are joking around when someone hands out some fliers about going to Rwanda. I feel that there is something I need to be doing. I suddenly want to find my friend M. For some strange reason I feel he is in Rwanda. I volunteer to go. The flier updates itself and now reads that 25 people have signed up. I am getting my gear together when I hear my dad say... "Its time to get up."

I guess I will have to try and find him again tonight!

29.06.2010

Mission Improbable (Non-lucid)

★★★★★

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm attending some kind of school function in the auditorium. It hasn't started yet, but the guest of the evening is everyone's favorite Emperor, Darth Lord Sidious. It's up to me to bring him down.

First thing's first, I need to eliminate the prisoner who know's I'm coming. Unfortunately, he'll be well guarded, so I need an alternative means of entry. Spotting a bathroom next to the room they're keeping him in, I nonchalantly enter it, lock the door behind me, and push my way through the ceiling tiles. There's still a brick wall in my path, but that gives way when I apply some pressure.

Looking through a slit in the ceiling tiles, I sneak behind the metal cage the Rebel prisoner is in, pull out my silenced USP and solemnly unload a few rounds into the back of his head, dropping him to the floor. The guard hears what's up, and turns around. It's too bad I've already got him in a lock at this point. He tries to shout for help, but I cover his mouth with my hand right before snapping his neck.

Next on the to-do list: take out the Emperor's decoy. Using the ceiling, I make my way to the back of the auditorium. I toggle on Invisibility and Fly and fly down to the stage, where the Emperor and his decoy are speaking. The decoy has to go get ready for the presentation, so the two of them part ways. While it's tempting to simply take out the Emperor here and now, I know that I need to kill the other guy first. Quickly and quietly, I follow the decoy to a rear exit which eventually leads to the secondary guest quarters. Before the door can close, locking me out, I Teleport into the hallway. Now it's just him, me, and my silenced pistol.

As he enters his large and ornate quarters, I pull out my pistol, turn off invisibility, and fire. Somehow ready for me, he dodges to the side and runs off behind a large golden fountain. Flying over to his hiding place, he jumps out at me, yelling maniacally at the top of his lungs. Still, it doesn't take much for me to move aside and put him in a headlock. Shoving my USP under his chin, I embed three bullets in his brain. For some reason, he refuses to die, so I'm forced to snap his neck like I did with the guard. Dropping the body, I mentally prepare to face my real target.

Bursting through the rear exit, I stare down the cause of so much pain and suffering throughout the galaxy.

"Your reign ends tonight, my lord." I spit out the last part as sarcastically as possible.

"I beg to differ!"

At that, he takes off, into the air, gliding effortlessly to the very center of the auditorium. Keeping up, I unleash a volley of Force lightning in his direction. With a crazed sneer, he deflects it and sends his own right back at me. Erratic blue electricity begins pulsing through my body, but he can't hurt me with my own weapon. Reveling in the sensation, I absorb the energy from the bolts, storing it for use at a later time. From the crowd, two people lift off the ground and help me surround Sidious.

"Looks like you've started sooner than planned!" exclaimed the girl as she took out her blue lightsaber. Her male comrade follows suit, breaking out two green sabers.

"I don't remember calling in for backup." I state, as I watch Sidious, still sneering, remove a saber from his black cloak. "Just stay out of my way."

Sidious attacks me, lighting his red blade. I go to block, whipping out my light blue ice-saber, but the searing hot plasma cuts right through its polar opposite. Crap, I think as I jump backwards to avoid the slash. It needs more juice. Before another thought can even cross my mind, Sidious assaults me again. This time, my ice-saber, now being fueled by pure willpower, stops his cut. More than that, it begins to freeze his weapon. The two newcomers begin blasting him with force lightning from behind, preventing him from retreating as my unique weapon completely freezes his saber and hand.

Pissed right the hell off, a strange, barbed, long, sickly-tan, mutant-like tail extends from under his cloak. With it, he knocks the others to the side, breaks off his own hand, and impales me in the back. The shock is enough to make me drop my ice-saber. Sidious starts laughing, as if he's already won. Grimacing angrily, I rip my Katana from my side, empowering the blade with black and red energy. A single upward swipe is all I need to cleave his monstrous tail in two. I followed that by shoving my sword into his stomach and twisting it up though his chest.

No longer laughing, Sidious' expression changes dramatically as I watch the life fade from his eyes. Good riddance.

I take out the one item of clothing in the washing machine that was, apparently, very important to wash separately. I throw in the rest of the clothes, consider using oxyclean, and wash on hot. When I go upstairs, I'm in my old apartment in Ixburg. The dishwasher is in front of the sink, so apparently I'm doing dishes as well.

***

I enter the building through the only set of doors that are open. Apparently it's not the entrance I'm supposed to use, though. I talk to a middle-aged woman with short red hair, who tells me off and gives me directions. I head past the stairs and onto a set of escalators. Presumably, these will take me to the elevators. I need to use the elevator because this is a really tall building that I've dreamed about before. Something about an orchestra.

***

I'm dreaming about university classes. A photo of me working on the project outside. There's a rack of clothing in the background, sitting just outside of the open door of a store. High quality clothes, a lot of black. All very feminine, though. I think I need to talk to my professor about something related to the project.

***

We're going on an impromptu trip, just because. Also, a national/provincial park in BC (which was also in another dream, which involved running and rock climbing) demands that we return the photos we took there. I tell my mom to make copies and send them, but to keep the originals. I'll take down the ones that I (did not) post to my online dream journal. The photos look remarkably similar to the ones I took in Squamish.


You will never take my pictures away. I will not allow it.

We were planning to go north to go skiing, but Castiel wants to go east because he's never been. We think we might not have time to get anywhere interesting on this road trip, but we go anyway. (I think we split into two groups. One goes west, one goes east.)

We're in Halifax. I'm thrilled, pointing out all of the imaginary landmarks that I see. My mom is driving through a strange version of downtown Halifax where all of the buildings are even closer together and the streets lead into each other in ways that they don't in real life. Also, running on the rooftops in dream!Halifax would be delightful.

There's a detour to my old apartment. We stop in to see my building manager. My mom wants to talk to him about something specific, but I'm just there to say hi, I guess. He now has a fancy glass office where the elevators used to be. He's talking on the phone right now, so I distract myself while we wait.

I overhear my mom talking about/pointing at camping equipment. I ask if we're going camping because that would be awesome but what are we going to use because we packed really light? I have a bookbag worth of clothes that might actually be carried in Amelia Pond's suitcase from the Eleventh Hour. Which is small.

I walk in to a huge tent that apparently has some of my old stuff in it. I don't recognize any of it, but rationalize that something mundane and forgettable, like the broom in the corner, could very well be mine.

When I walk out of the tent, my high school classmates are sitting on the lawn, drinking. Someone pours me a rum and coke. Matt regales me with a "when I was a bartender" story and teases me about the hangover I had yesterday. I'm a bit defensive, saying that I did pretty well for someone who rarely drinks.

I walk into an apartment on the first floor, waving to my old classmates as I go. I press along the wall near the thermostat, and a second room opens. I guess that this is a bedroom I left here. I set down my mini-suitcase, somewhat glad that I still have (outdoorsy) clothes here. Oh, and apparently I'm Batgirl.

***

This dream occurs frame by frame, manga style. Most of it is even in black and white. Ed is singing into a tape recorder about alchemy. There may even be text balloons. A caption says that alchemists are obsessed, and don't think of anything other than alchemy, ever. Alphonse wanders through, still armor, and wants to know what the hell is going on. Ed happily explains that he's recording a tape for their recently discovered grandmother. Alphonse is understandably disturbed.

Familiar Places. Scare Factor: 1. Reaction: I'm sure I've seen those places before.[/QUOTE]

12.06.2010

Just Another Night (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







Dream: Office Shenanigans

★★☆☆☆

It's another day at the office. I'm working on changing certain security settings for specific accounts, but am distracted when a lively character comes into the office. She starts up a racing circuit of some kind that involved jumping, running, and phasing over, around, and through cubicles. She invites me to join, since there's only three racers in the circuit, but I'm hesitant to take her up on the offer.

Dream: Bringing Down The House

★★★★☆

I storm into the headquarters of what seems to be a corrupt syndicate, headed by a man with silver hair. Confronting him directly, as women and guards surrounded him, I let him know I was going to bring his whole operation down. When I called him by his name, he freaked out and fled.

He managed to get away from me in the most bizarre and surreal manner, but I knew about his most recent plan. It involved putting on a play for a local school as a front for a much larger ploy, and that was my ticket in. I go to the school and work my way further into the operation, taking out or avoiding any opposition along the way. The dream ended before I could complete my objective.

DILD: Numbah One

★☆☆☆☆

Hey, it's a dream!

The bird wakes me up.

DILD: Numbah Two

★☆☆☆☆

That's right, this is a dream!

The bird wakes me up. . . again.

DILD: Numbah Three

★☆☆☆☆

Oh cool, I'm dreaming! I really hope. . .

Gorram bird. . .

I'm attending some kind of school for ninja. Dinnertime involves putting all the food on a merry-go-round and spinning it so that the faster and more clever students are able to grab more to eat, and the less adept tend not to get as much. I fall into the second category, of course, but I do manage to snag at least a couple handfuls of blueberries.

For some reason, a lot of the other students are moving out, including one who oddly resembles Sasuke from Naruto. I beg him not to leave, since he's one of the few friends I've got. Though I couldn't persuade him to stay, he gave me a big stuffed animal, and then asked if he could keep a box of crayons I'd just had lying around the room.

Some time later, I'm outside an enormous school building where some of the other students are standing around, including one of my IRL friends with whom I've fallen out of touch. I say hello to him, but he doesn't respond, and turns around and walks inside.

Inside, the building is fraught with tunnels and booby-traps, and to get anywhere is a challenge. One such challenge involved getting through a series of rooms, some of which were full of lava, in order to find cat toys to appease an evil kitty in control of that section of the building. Getting to the top rooms is even trickier, because there are guards everywhere - especially just hanging around the walls on the outside. I take out some of the guards with an energy whip that I produce from the palm of my hand (somewhat like a cross between a grappling beam and a Spidey-esque webshot, only invisible and not sticky) but I have to be careful which ones, as they start shooting at me if they notice, and I have to duck back inside.

At some point, I find myself over a football field, where a bunch of guys are kicking balls off the balcony and seeing how far they fly. I use my energy whip to throw balls, hoping to knock off more of the guards. Then just about everybody in the school gets called into the field (including the guards) to practice singing a graduation song, and I duck back outside thinking I'll be in the clear for at least a while. But soon the guards are right back where they were again. The next time I get spotted, the guards call in a helicopter, and I cycle through a Metal Gear Solid-esque weapons menu to find a rocket launcher with which I take down the copter. This causes a little message to pop up saying I've earned an achievement for saving this one girl who may or may not have been one of my ninja classmates.

Another guy tells me he's taken care of most of the guards, and that I should be able to get to the top of the building now, where there's supposedly some sort of party or dance going on. I'm very nearly there, but there are two more guards on a catwalk a few feet below the spot where I'm hiding, and I cycle through my weapons menu again to find a tranquilizer pistol. I manage to hit the guards, but after that point I wake up.


This dream contains video game influences (especially MGS), people I haven't seen in forever, anime characters, and being back in high school.

Update. This dream is from a couple nights ago. I had fun with it, so I wrote it down. Also, I have a new retroactive format for the whole picture thing. See if you can figure it out! ^.^

21.12.2009

Aerial HvZ (Non-lucid)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Here's a fun little non-lucid.

I was having trouble modding a Nitefinder. Doing a somewhat advanced mod that I was making up as I went along, I couldn't line up the barrel/plunger tube extension to the position I wanted it in. It didn't help that the hot glue I was using to set things in place was Super Glue brand. Apparently, Super Glue brand hot glue expands as it dries. This made my life incredibly difficult as I tried to, very precisely, line up a certain piece, only to have the glue push it forward and skew the alignment.

So, there I sat, at a desk, in a classroom, in my old high school with my tools laid out before me. Suddenly, my old English teacher came in. Now, he's a pretty cool guy, as one could tell from the excited, yet casual, greetings he got from the students around me. Unfortunately, he had a hypothetical situation for us to solve. Two teens can only speak in abbreviated Xbox Live Smack Talk. It is up to us to prove that they can form 400-odd complete, logical, and grammatically correct sentences given only the following phrase list.

Not surprisingly, the listed consisted of short one-liners such as "Your mother," "Pwned nub," and "Cracker licker." The class started racking their brains trying to come up with a way to prove it was possible. I thought about it for a second, realized not all the parts of speech were present, decided that it wasn't possible, and went about my modding.

Around me, the scene changed. I found myself in a dark auditorium on a wooden bench. My peers were now discussing HvZ instead of that silly thought problem. The leader of the organization was there. Apparently, a short game was being prepared. The humans had been given clues and had to figure out the best way to go about their objective. I was still working on my mod, getting slightly more frustrated each passing minute. They turned to me, wondering why I hadn't offered any input. I explained I would internalize everything and make the proper decision when the time came.

Sure enough, that time did come. The President sent out all of the humans, but I stayed behind, finishing up my work. She called to me, joking that the zombies didn't want to wait in ambush forever. That's it! I thought as I gathered up my gear. Leaving my Berserker behind, all I took was my coat and a Nightfinder. "The answer is to Fly!"

I toggled on Fly and shot out through the doors of the auditorium, into the playing field. The course was a large multi-tiered decking of sorts, with narrow walkways, wooden ledges, and plenty of trees and bushes to hide in. I flew off to the side and immediately spotted rustling in the bushes. I waited for the zombie to jump out at me before nailing him with my NF. I reloaded faster than is humanly possible and started making my way through the course, staying just out of arm's reach from people on the ground.

Flying over a populated area with chairs and tables, I spotted a few zombies trying to blend in with the crowd. Randrew was among them. Worried about hitting any civies with my overpowered NF, I quickly darted away, deeper into this strange area.

Before long, I ended up facing down three zombies with only my NF to rely on. One was in front of me, and two were behind me on a raised deck. I managed to take out the one in front of me, but LE managed to grab my foot from behind. It seemed that flying wasn't the answer after all. . .

19.10.2009

The Search For Ice: Auditorium (DILD)

★★☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Details are sketchy since I wasn't able to record this right away. I'll do my best here. Above average recall powers activiate!

I was in some kind of HvZ Spalding Theatre Production. I was doing a lot of behind the scenes work, but I did have one line apparently. It was a group meeting kinda deal where we were working on the play, but also going over some logistical details. Some officers got up on stage along with the co-president. The officers took turns stating their issues with the current leadership of this production. The co-president took all the criticism to heart and spat out an initiative to fix things or something like that. Regardless, it was time to clean! I was sent with the stage cleaning group. I wasn't really looking forward to it.

Oh, wait. This is a dream. I RC to confirm it. Yep. Definitely dreaming. I start hovering, deciding that I'm going to search for Ice. I go through different doors expecting him to be there and calling out for him to appear before me. I run into someone who looks vaguely like him, but when questioned he claimed he was not who I was looking for. We had an odd conversation about things that didn't make any lick of sense. Strangely, though, it was a good conversation. It was enjoyable being with this person; he emanated a friendly aura that was very inviting.

As we exited the building into the blinding light outside my vision started to fade away into nothing but a bright light. I figured this was going to be it for the dream if I didn't do something about it. I kept cool and focused. Picking out anything I could see in this blinding light and locking on to it. A tree. A planter. Anything at all. Then I see a door! Back inside I go! I can see again, so I make my way to the auditorium; my feet haven't touched the ground since I've become lucid.

I ask if Ice is in this room. Almost all the DCs respond "Yes." I asked which one of them was Ice and almost all of them raised their hand. Stupid DCs. I notice a few friends of mine that didn't raise their hands and seemed to be busily working at their assigned task. I go up to one of them.

"EB? Is that you?" She looks at me, a look of surprise crosses her face when she sees that I'm flying. Well, that's a different reaction. "Here, let me see your energy." I try to point my pinky at her but it wont extend all the way. Regardless, she squirms in her seat as I twist my hand around to compensate for the lack of extension. Her stomach become translucent and I see reddish orange waves of light inside of her. That's odd.

"Okay," I said, refocusing my attention. "One of you is going to bring Ice to me." I look around and pick someone out from the crowd. "You. go fi--"

My alarm wakes me up. . .

14.08.2009

Dream Guide Overload (DILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Had two lucids, but can only remember the one.

Back in High School, I'm ready for the next four years. Armed with the knowledge of how things will play out, I enter the building with the rest of my Freshman class. I see PTD, I say hello to him and explain how we'll be good friends by the end of Senior year, he thinks I'm a crazy person and wants to know how I know his name. He ends up just walking away. As I walk down toward the TC I see JTP right before the exit to the courtyard. I say hi, but she also has no idea who I am. Slightly discouraged, I walk out into the courtyard, taking the cut across to the main building. A quarter-way there, I realize how this doesn't make any sense and the only explanation would be that I am dreaming.

I don't even need to RC as I snap into lucidity. Everything is so vivid, I haven't had one of these in a long time. I shoot into the air as people start pouring out of the buildings, on their way to class. They see me hovering above the courtyard and stop. Remembering my goal, I call out to them and ask if anyone has seen my Dream Guide. No response. Okaaay, I think to myself. "I'm going to turn around and I expect her to be there when I look back," I state, as I attempt the technique.

It fails, which frustrates me a little, so I ask, "Is anyone out there my Dream Guide?" One girl raises her hand and shouts "I am!" She is shot down by a man who fervently yells "She's lying!" I am inclined to agree. "Fuck it, let's see if Shift is right," I say, giving in, "From this day on, you are all given the status of Dream Guide and everything that entails!" A triumphant cheer rings out from the crowds around me. The excitement among the DCs is palpable as one shouts out, among the cheering and applause, "You've figured it out! Woot!"

I drop back down to the ground, and walk over to the group that has congregated where I just came from. They've started playing some kind of Ice-Breaking game. Eventually, it's my turn, but I have no idea what's going on, so I just stare blankly as everyone looks at me. Play continues without my input. "God dammit!" I shout, "I forget what my goal was." I think for a minute, before remembering, "That's right, I was gonna ask my DG her name. . . Well, fuck. . ." I realize there's no way I can ask all these DCs their name. Oh, well.

I end up asking one of the DCs across from me what it was they were doing, and he tells me their listing off all the things they masturbate to and adds that his name is Ishmael. Another adds that his name is Ezekiel. I tell him I might have trouble remembering that, but I'll try my best. Their intelligence level, and presence, is on par with some of my other DCs, but it doesn't quite live up to what I was expecting after my experiences with my original DG.

Soon, I start to get lost in my thoughts, trying to remember some of the things I wanted to talk about, and wondering if the answers I get will be of any real quality. I start to wake up. Everything is fading fast. There's not much I can do except say goodbye to everyone.

I'm awake now, in bed, on campus. What's that smell, and why do I feel like this? I look over to see Carl is smoking next to me, but instead of getting a second hand high, I'm getting sick off of it. I start coughing, and feel like I'm going to vomit. I realize something is off here, but I can't quite place it. I do a nose RC, but it fails. I try again, but I get the same result. It looks like I'm really awake. I spend the rest of the FA trying to go back to sleep.