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    1. Vesterguard 12/10/11 - Sex, Snakes and Gunmen (Sounds cooler than it is)

      by , 10-12-2011 at 05:35 PM (Floatinghead's dream adventures)
      non-lucid - Notes - lucid

      12-10-11 No real intentions, had quite an interesting day, but I was up early due to yesterday's perceptual dream so was fairly shattered.

      “I know my hands can soothe your pain”

      I am massaging Tenna, sat behind her, she is wearing black underwear and some trousers of beige and brown colour. We are placed on a wooden floor with pillows spread around the room, it is fairly bright in the room. I am focusing on areas that have been missed by the people doing her massage earlier. Which turns out to be somewhat painful for her.

      In particular the right side of her neck is causing trouble and when I start working on this area she jolts and might even have reached out to grab me. but I continue slightly lending a hand in her back to support her. I somehow feel that I have to do it for her to get better. Though she is in pain she also likes having my hands on her body.

      It turns into a sensual experience where I gently lie her down, though it is fairly annoying it is a hard wooden floor. I am trying to remove her trousers and she is helping a bit with this, but then we stop. She explains that she will go out and prep the room and make it a little more comfortable.

      I wake up rather excited almost to the point where it becomes painful.
      …............

      “My snake and I”

      I have bought a snake, a tree snake. I think to myself that it is a rather odd purchase considering I have a thing for venomous snakes. I am aware that it will have to actually chew on me in order to inject it's venom, but still it is loose in the apartment, having released it at some point.

      It is a baby snake, very small and completely silver (unnaturally so) in colour. My flat is strange it is two fairly narrow rooms across each other on a hall way that is far longer than it needs to be. It seems dark in either of the rooms.

      Looks a bit like this guy



      Though emphasis on silver!

      I regret having released the snake as it is making me on edge, so I spent a fair amount of time walking from one room to the other trying to figure out a safe method of catching this snake. I distinctly remember holding a large glass in one hand intending on luring it in there, though I am nervous about having my hand so close to the animal.

      At one point the snake darts from one room to the other right next to me as I am standing in the hall way. I am not sure if it is because I have thrown some food in there or what it was. I remember it glinting with it's silvery colour.

      Some way or another I end up catching this snake and I am carrying it on my body, not even sure if it is in a container or even if it is inside me.
      ….............

      “Meeting in Cells”

      I am sat in a room discussing the deployment of the cell group chat room. Mikkel J is there and he tells me that he want to help out, but seeing as he is not part of the group there is limited he can do so he is sort of left out, which he understands. There is someone else there that might be Floatinghead.
      …............

      “The guard got gunned down”


      Two people are going to get kidnapped or have already been kidnapped and they are stuck in a cellar behind bars. There is an Italian guy, dressed in white, who is supposed to watch over them. They keep telling him that he and all of them are in danger, in fact they specifically warn him that he is going to die.

      He does in fact die a couple of times throughout the dream and these scenarios sort of act as the visions the two girls are using to warn him with. The two people are a woman and a younger woman or girl.

      The last time he gets killed you see 4 people in the room waiting behind the door and for the guy to walk downstairs to the cell. The cell in the cellar has a sort of a dungeon feel to it with rocky walls and there may even be a small stream running through the room. As the guard is walking down the stairs the four men attack and shoot him down with shotguns which results in blood spatter all over the place.
      …............

      “Handy legs”

      Fragment of sitting in a sofa using my arms as an illusion for my legs towards someone, though I understand little of why.
      ….............

      “Bridge to the new hood”


      We are starting to use a new section of the city and it is connected by a rather large white marble bridge. At first though the bridge is very half circular, so much that it is too steep to get over it. However over the duration of the dream the bridge level off so it is possible to actually use it.

      I get the feeling that the city is important, in particular the new section of it will come in handy.

      The dream is longer but this is the only fragment that stands out to me.
    2. Fragmented Nights sleep.. good rest though

      by , 10-12-2011 at 05:33 PM
      non-lucid - Notes - lucid

      12-10-11 No real intentions, had quite an interesting day, but I was up early due to yesterday's perceptual dream so was fairly shattered.

      “I know my hands can soothe your pain”

      I am massaging Tenna, sat behind her, she is wearing black underwear and some trousers of beige and brown colour. We are placed on a wooden floor with pillows spread around the room, it is fairly bright in the room. I am focusing on areas that have been missed by the people doing her massage earlier. Which turns out to be somewhat painful for her.

      In particular the right side of her neck is causing trouble and when I start working on this area she jolts and might even have reached out to grab me. but I continue slightly lending a hand in her back to support her. I somehow feel that I have to do it for her to get better. Though she is in pain she also likes having my hands on her body.

      It turns into a sensual experience where I gently lie her down, though it is fairly annoying it is a hard wooden floor. I am trying to remove her trousers and she is helping a bit with this, but then we stop. She explains that she will go out and prep the room and make it a little more comfortable.

      I wake up rather excited almost to the point where it becomes painful.
      …............

      “My snake and I”

      I have bought a snake, a tree snake. I think to myself that it is a rather odd purchase considering I have a thing for venomous snakes. I am aware that it will have to actually chew on me in order to inject it's venom, but still it is loose in the apartment, having released it at some point.

      It is a baby snake, very small and completely silver (unnaturally so) in colour. My flat is strange it is two fairly narrow rooms across each other on a hall way that is far longer than it needs to be. It seems dark in either of the rooms.

      Looks a bit like this guy



      Though emphasis on silver!

      I regret having released the snake as it is making me on edge, so I spent a fair amount of time walking from one room to the other trying to figure out a safe method of catching this snake. I distinctly remember holding a large glass in one hand intending on luring it in there, though I am nervous about having my hand so close to the animal.

      At one point the snake darts from one room to the other right next to me as I am standing in the hall way. I am not sure if it is because I have thrown some food in there or what it was. I remember it glinting with it's silvery colour.

      Some way or another I end up catching this snake and I am carrying it on my body, not even sure if it is in a container or even if it is inside me.
      ….............

      “Meeting in Cells”

      I am sat in a room discussing the deployment of the cell group chat room. Mikkel J is there and he tells me that he want to help out, but seeing as he is not part of the group there is limited he can do so he is sort of left out, which he understands. There is someone else there that might be Floatinghead.
      …............

      “The guard got gunned down”


      Two people are going to get kidnapped or have already been kidnapped and they are stuck in a cellar behind bars. There is an Italian guy, dressed in white, who is supposed to watch over them. They keep telling him that he and all of them are in danger, in fact they specifically warn him that he is going to die.

      He does in fact die a couple of times throughout the dream and these scenarios sort of act as the visions the two girls are using to warn him with. The two people are a woman and a younger woman or girl.

      The last time he gets killed you see 4 people in the room waiting behind the door and for the guy to walk downstairs to the cell. The cell in the cellar has a sort of a dungeon feel to it with rocky walls and there may even be a small stream running through the room. As the guard is walking down the stairs the four men attack and shoot him down with shotguns which results in blood spatter all over the place.
      …............

      “Handy legs”

      Fragment of sitting in a sofa using my arms as an illusion for my legs towards someone, though I understand little of why.
      ….............

      “Bridge to the new hood”


      We are starting to use a new section of the city and it is connected by a rather large white marble bridge. At first though the bridge is very half circular, so much that it is too steep to get over it. However over the duration of the dream the bridge level off so it is possible to actually use it.

      I get the feeling that the city is important, in particular the new section of it will come in handy.

      The dream is longer but this is the only fragment that stands out to me.
    3. Escape

      by , 09-23-2011 at 06:50 PM
      I'd been kidnapped and was trapped in some guy's house with a friend, don't know who. We're trying to come up with a plan to escape, but we're afraid the guy will catch us. There's this flight of stairs in the house, the walls were bright yellow and the steps were brown, and they turned a corner and had a little platform. On this platform there was a really high shelf, higher than I could reach, that had an old looking black phone on it. It was apparently to be used by the cleaning lady if she needed to call 911.

      While the guy was busy somewhere, my friend found a long object of some sort, and I used it to bring the phone off the hook. Somehow she managed to dial my dad's number, and I held the phone. We could hear the guy making noise in a room nearby and were terrified he would find us. Finally my dad picked up. He had thought I was at a friend's house the whole time, since that was where I was supposed to be. I told him what had happened hurriedly and quietly, then asked if he would call 911 for us. He said he would and hung up.

      I went and packed all my clothes and stuff up (dunno why I had stuff) in a 4L milk jug somehow and stepped outside to hide it somewhere. When I stepped outside it was exactly like my backyard, but it was apparently still the guy's house. Suddenly I heard the guy approaching behind me, so I threw the jug into the corner, but he just barely saw it. He came up and asked angrily if I had been drinking alcohol. I denied, and he asked if I was planning to escape and bring milk. xD I was like "haha noo of course not, I'm just kinda paranoid". (this is what was written in my notes, I dunno why I was paranoid lol) He grabs the milk jug and holds onto it anyway.

      Suddenly the police knock on the door then burst in. They grabbed the guy and I took my stuff back from him. A few policemen took him away, then my dad came, and us and a bunch of policemen started having a party lol. I went upstairs to use the bathroom. The bathroom was really huge and had all wooden walls and floor. I tried to use the bathroom but the door wouldn't close and policemen kept coming in to talk to me.


      I don't even know how many times I switched tense in that
    4. The Eagle Crest

      by , 06-14-2011 at 09:45 PM (Visions in the Dark)
      (There is a "trigger warning" on the content of this dream.)


      I am an archeology student working in a museum in Montreal. I have volunteered to document and study items that are in the backrooms of the museum's storage areas. All of the items had been ignored or forgotten about because no previous archeologists thought they were important. The civilizations or cultures and time frame the artifacts come from are unknown and it is my job to find out when and where they came from. The items I found and set aside to look at include various peices of ancient looking jewelry, a few peices of pottery and a roughly triangular peice of metalwork that features some sort bird with its wings spead out and the bird's head facing to the right. The outline of the bird and the outer edge of the peice is orange while the background is a deep blue. I give this item the name of the "Eagle Crest."

      I tell my department head (Professor Alberts) about the items and he doesn't seem interested at first but says that I can continue my investigations as long as they do not interfere with my other student studies in the museum. One night, after closing time, I am working on a thesis on a computer in one of the museum offices and suddenly a bunch of screens and files start popping up at random and I cannot close them. The files that are appearing are refering to some of the items I found and disclosed to Prof. Alberts and when the files start being downloaded to an outside source I finally realize that the computer is being hacked and I turn it off.

      The next day I tell Prof. Alberts what happened and he tells me to put the items in his office where they will be safe, which I do, except for the Eagle Crest, which I had on my desk, because I wanted to study it that night. When night comes, after everyone has gone home, the museum is broken into and the box of artifacts I had set aside to study was stolen from Prof. Alberts's office, except for the crest which was in my desk in another part of the museum. The buglars stole nothing else and seemed to beeline only for that box of artifacts and this made me think that they knew exactly what they were looking for and knew where to find it. Suspecting an inside job, I do not tell Prof. Alberts that I still have the Eagle Crest and instead I hide it in one of the unorganized and unused storerooms filled with undocumented artifacts, knowing that no one will find it there. I am also worried that if I come forward that I did not put the crest where it was supposed to go the night of the robbery, that people will think I had something to do with the robbery itself or knew about it in some way.

      Later I am in my apartment thinking about the crest and the robbery and the nagging feeling that the two are related somehow. It is early in the morning because I have not been able to sleep and I am in my night clothes with are nothing more than an orange tank top and blue panties. I am so deep in thought that I do not hear someone enter my apartment until that person opens my bedroom door. It is a tall, thin, blond man, wearing glasses and dressed in a black suit. He is holding a handgun and demands that I get dressed and come with him. I am freaked out that someone is in my apartment but also angry and embarassed that I am walked in on when wearing so little clothing. I demand that he turn around so I can change but he says no and watched me with no expression as I get dressed. I ask him who he is and where we are going but he ignores me and says that I need my identifaction and passport. I resist leaving my apartment but the man says that I am in danger if I stay and that he is taking me somewhere safe. I demand to know why I should trust him and he says that there are some gangsters on their way to kidnap me because they think I know the location of the Eagle Crest and that they will torture me to get the location of it. I ask the man how I am supposed to know if I can trust him or not but he ignores me again, grabs my arm and drags me downstairs to his car waiting behind the building. I know he has a gun so I don't want to piss him off and just obey.

      As we are in his car and pulling out of the apartment complex driveway, a car pulls up to the front of the building and several large, burly looking men in dark suits and wearing sunglasses get out and start toward the apartment. One of them looks our way and they seem to recognize either me or the man I am with because he begins shouting and the other men begin running our way, pulling out guns and pointing them in our direction. The blond man speeds out of there and down the street as fast as he can, even as the gangsters start shooting in our direction. The blond man ignores the traffic lights and roadsigns and races through the streets at top speed but soon the dark car is behind us and we are followed all the way out of Montreal. We speed and weave through traffic and eventually seem to lose our pursuers. I ask my kidnapper where we are going and he says New York City. I begin crying because I am scared and the man says that I should not be afraid because none of this is my fault and that he is just trying to protect me. I say I still don't know if I can trust him or not, and he asks me to open the glove compartment which I do. Inside is a large silver coloured hand gun and he asks me to take it. I protest because I have never held a gun before, let alone use one, and he says that it is for my protection and that he will tell me how to use it.

      Shortly after giving me instructions on how to use the gun and telling me to hide it in my bag, the blond man loses control of his car when we are rear ended by the dark car filled with gangsters that has suddenly caught up with us. The car skids out of control and comes to a stop in a ditch and before the blond man can reach for his own gun, several of the gangsters open fire through the driver's side window and he is struck several times. I am pulled kicking and screaming from the passenger side and dragged over to the gangster car and forced into the trunk. My bag is still hanging over my side and the gangsters do not search through it. It is hot and cramped in the trunk and we drive for a long time. I do not know how long but it is dark by the time the goons stop at a motel and finally let me out of the trunk. They let me go to the bathroom in the motel room and I lock myself in and cry for a while. Eventually they bash the door down and force me to come out. None of the gangsters talk to me at first, but one tries to get me to tell him the location of the Eagle Crest by saying that they will let me go immediately if I tell them where it is. I say that I don't know and that it was stolen when the museum I was interning at was broken into. This is the answer I give many time when they press the same question many times in different ways. Eventually they give up and let me fall asleep on one of the beds.

      I wake up at some point in the night and without moving myself much to alert them to my wakened state I try to see were the goons are. Two are sleeping on chairs by the window and I cannot determine the location of the third, but the fourth is laying on the other motel bed with his pants pulled down and masterbating to a pornographic film playing on the television. I am using my bag as a pillow and I can feel the outline of the gun under my head, but I still lay motionless, fearful to alert the gangster who is still awake that I too am conscious. I close my eyes with the intention of waiting for the guy to fall asleep but just then the gangster that I could not locate comes out of the bathroom and jokes with the other guy that they should rape me while I am sleeping. The other guy thinks that is a great idea and rolls off of his bed and on top of me. I scream and struggle and try to reach for the gun but I am dragged out of its reach by the two goons who pull me to the end of the end and start ripping my clothes off of me. My screams awaken the other two gangsters and they fight off the would be rapists and remind them that I am not to be harmed until "the Boss" can speak to me.

      The goons start arguing and even fistfighting and I am able to grab my bag and lunge at the door. One of the gangsters grabs my legs and pulls me to the floor, as the other three goons take no notice and continue fighting amounst themselves, and while the guy who has me struggles to hold my logs with both arms, my hands are free and I pull the gun out of my bag, unlock the safety and stoot the guy holding me squarely in the forehead. The other three gangsters stop fighting and stand stunned for a second as I scramble out of the dead man's grasp and for the door. The gangsters simutaneously reach for their steel and I am sure that I am dead when the motel room door is kicked in and a hail of machine gun bullets rips into the bodies of the remaining gangters and cuts them down where they stand.

      I look up and see the blond haired man from before standing there holding two mini tommi guns, blood from his own gunshot wounds all over his shirt and a trickle of blood out of his mouth. He is backlit from headlights in the parking lot and looks enraged as he stands there and stares down the bloody corpses of my kidnappers. His expression softens when he sees that I am alright and I don't know how he survived being shot several times but he takes me away from there and we continue drivng down the highway - I assume to New York City, but I am not sure because I cannot remember anything more from this dream other than that the blond man reveals that Prof. Alberts organized both the robbery and my kidnapping and was "the Boss" behind the whole mess. He also revels what the Eagle Crest is and why it is important (it is magic or something?) but I cannot remember exactly what the details were now.

      Updated 08-21-2011 at 09:54 AM by 6048

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    5. The Yellow Car

      by , 05-26-2011 at 06:17 AM (I Have a Problem)
      Date: 09-24-10
      Length: 20 minutes
      Vividness: 6/10


      I was on a bike, with my girlfriend Dakota sitting on it facing sideways.
      At one point, the bike completely flipped forward, and i fell on my face.
      I thought it would hurt really badly, but I didn't feel a thing.
      I realized that I must be dreaming!

      I was still on the ground, and this yellow car drove half on inch from crushing my skull.
      I got up and Dakota and I started walking around.
      I wanted to make things explode so I tried making all the people around me blow up.
      It didn't work
      Dakota told me she wanted Starbucks, so we walked a couple feet to a Del-Taco.
      I closed my eyes and pictured it changing to a Starbucks.
      At first, only the sign changed.
      I tried again, and the name changed, but the sign changed back to Del-Taco.
      Then finally, the whole building transformed into a Starbucks.


      I remember something to do with a kidnapping, or bad people doing stuff to us.
      I forget everything that happened afterwards as well.



      -frenchblablabla
    6. A lucid dream and the mystery of the kidnapped 12 year old drug dealer

      by , 04-01-2011 at 06:05 PM

      lucid

      non-lucid

      I'm outside my old grade school. There are other students there too. I decide to go to the classroom that was used by the 5th and 6th graders when I went there. I go in to the school. Then I realize that I'm far too old to go to this school. That means that this has to be a dream. There's a boy who's about 10 years old next to me. I tell him that this is a dream. He isn'timpressed by that. To demonstrate that it's a dream I start levitating. Then I decide to show the boy some magic. I say Hokus Pokus Filiokus and snap my fingers. This works, but I can't remember what happened.

      The boy takes my hand and leads me away from the school. We come to a bridge from which I can see a group of 12-14 year old boys. I go down to them. They get angry and ask me what I'm doing here. I notice that they are stealing drugs from a pharmacy. I tell them that I'm not going to take their drugs from them. That seems to satisfy them and they tell me about a friend of theirs who went away to work at a store some time ago and who they haven't heard from since. They are worried something has happened to him. I call the store and a man answers. He says he is likes it there and that he isn't coming back. The boys say that that's what he said when they called, but they don't believe it's actually him. They've also been to the store, but they got turned away at the door. I think that that's probably because they are young boys in shabby clothes, so I decide that I should try that too. We go to the store and I go in. I ask the woman at the counter where the boy is and she points further into the store. I go there and see a head that's been hooked up to some kind of wheel chair. I ask it about the boy and it answers exactly the same as when I called, so I understand that the head has kidnapped the boy.
    7. Disaster anxiety

      by , 03-23-2011 at 01:21 AM (Insights from Id)
      Note: In order for this dream to make sense, you must know that right now I live in a suburb of Tokyo. My family has actually been given potassium iodide, but have not been directed to take it yet (and probably won't, we're pretty far away from Fukushima and aren't in any real danger).

      I am walking down an unknown hallway trying to get home. I see my one-year-old daughter, and she has a pack of potassium iodide pills in her hand. She is waving them at me as she toddles over. "You don't need those." I say. "We're very far away from the power plant." I take the pills from her and we exit through a door at the end of the hallway. I get tired of waiting for her to walk, so I pick her up and carry her. I see that I am at a part of the base where you have to cross an offbase highway and reenter through another gate. My house is on the other side. I see that (in my dream but not IRL) the crosswalk that goes over the highway fell in the earthquake and I have to cross at street level. As I head to the gate, the gate guard grabs my daughter from me and begins to strap her to a gurney. She starts crying and I scream at him to give her back, but they won't listen. Out of nowhere comes my husband, who decks the guy with my daughter and snatches her away. My son is with him.
      We get back to my house and grab our luggage, and get into the car. As we are heading out, the gate guard on the other side stops us and says that if we leave, we need to take some gurneys with us. We pack them into the back of the van and head off down ruined streets (again not IRL, the area I live in didn't get much damage).
    8. 12/08/2010 - "Blackmail: Return to Sender"

      by , 12-10-2010 at 06:33 AM (Oneironaut Zero: Dreamwalker Chronicles)
      12/08/2010
      "Blackmail: Return to Sender"


      Some goons had kidnapped my daughter. They were using her as leverage, to blackmail me into coming along with them, and helping them commit an armed robbery. With no other choice, I went along with it. I don't remember very much of the whole situation, at first, but it involved being something of a point-man in the heist, within a massive house. The squad of thugs were charged with keeping the people in the house at bay, while I was supposed to be the one who actually went in to steal whatever was in the safe. It wasn't long before the occupants of the house began fighting back, though, and soon there was an insane firefight going on. I wasn't fortunate enough to be given a gun so, once I had what I came for, I had to haul ass through the house, ducking and dodging as guns were blazing around me. For the most part, the folks in the house were completely outgunned, and there were innocent people dying all around me. The inhabitants figured me to be one of the bad guys, so I ended up having to grab a pistol off of a dead man and shoot my way out, rounding the stairwell and rushing down, level after level - covering my own ass with frantic shots until I made it to the ground floor.

      I rushed outside of the house, gunfire still crackling in all directions. As I was running, a van hurriedly pulled up beside me, and the door opened. Still at a sprint, I jumped inside the van and we sped off. I had completed my mission and got the goons whatever it was they were searching for (though I don't remember what it was. The whole thing felt much like Cobb's attempted escape at the beginning of Inception). All I could feel, was that the victory was a bit dubious. I wanted my daughter back, but I felt horrible about all of the people that had to die for me to complete my objective. To make things worse, I was greeted with the old bait-and-switch, for my services. The goons refused to give my daughter back. They said that they would need me for another job or so, before they would consider returning her to me. Needless to say, I was furious. I was not about to be made into a lap dog for these bastards. I knew I had to do something about this.

      Half-heartedly, I agreed to the mission. It was supposed to be another armed robbery, much like the last one. I was told that the head guy was going to be there, himself, so I had a 'plan' on how I was going to end all of this. It was half-baked, but it was the best I had. Somehow, I had the luxury of having Todd be my transportation to this heist. We were in a car that I don't believe was his Jeep, and he was driving. We had to circle the neighborhood a few times, and wait until the goons had already secured the house, which seemed like a cross between an old house of mine, in Houston, and my Grandmother's house, in Daytona Beach. Also inexplicably, I knew that there was a rack of weaponry waiting for me, down the street from the target home. My "employers" didn't know about this, and it was my intention to get close enough to the leader of the group to take him at gunpoint, and bargain his life for that of Cierra.

      Making one of our rounds, we stopped over at this rack of weapons (which was, amusingly, set up right beside a house - all out in the open) and stocked up. Todd already had a handgun and ammunition in his car, just in case, but I needed to get my own. Going up to the rack, though, I saw that the only gun it had was a model of a real piece. I didn't even think it was functional, but for some reason, I packed it anyway. There were no bullets on this rack of weapons, but Todd's bullets were able to fit in my 'model' gun, and that made me a little more confident that it would fire. After loading it, I didn't dare test it, though, because we were in a neighborhood, and couldn't draw too much attention to ourselves before getting the job done. I also grabbed a samurai sword from off the rack, and slung the sheath over my shoulder. We went back to circling the block. On what I thought was our last pass, we saw the goons storm into the house. I knew that I was going to be on, in just a few moments. Todd was beginning to lose his nerve about having any part in this, though. I told him that he was going to have to stop and wait for me, but he didn't want to stop. We just kept driving around the block while I argued with him about how I had to go through with this. Another pass. Now, there were people streaming out of the house, some of them dragging their bullet ridden bodies under their own power, clinging desperately to their lives. I knew that there was going to be no other chance. Again, I told Todd that he had to stop, so I could get this done before the cops came. And, again, he doubted the situation just long enough to role passed the house again. Sure enough, on our next trip around, there were cop cars in the driveway. I knew that, If I were to go in now, I would have bought myself a 1-way ticket to prison. It was too late to complete the job as ordered, anymore...I had failed.

      Then I got a phone call. The leader of the goon squad said that he wasn't even present, during the heist. He had been testing me, and I let him down by not completing my task. He told me to report back to him, because we had some things to 'discuss,' and it was the most ominous thing I had heard in ages. He still didn't know that I was armed, though (if you could call it that). We drove down the block, still in my grandma's hood, and I got out. I didn't plan on making much small talk...at all. I was going in there determined to get my daughter back, by any means necessary. Clutching the gun and sword, and making my way up to the door - practically on fire with anticipation - I suddenly realized that I was dreaming. I was absolutely ecstatic. Lol. All fear instantly disappeared. This entire scenario had just done a complete 180, and now, even though I was fully aware that this was not reality, I damn sure wasn't leaving the scene without settling the score.

      I burst into the run-down old house, immediately stepping in and waving the gun around. There was one guy on a couch to my right, another standing in a hallway to my left, and the leader was directly across the room from me. He sat in a chair, smuggly, with a gun in one hand, and my daughter in his lap. She sat rather stoically, looking at me with a calmness in her face as if she was just waiting patiently for this to be over with. I glared at the leader, beginning to walk toward him (before this time, I had never actually seen him, and he reminded me a lot of Victor Sweet, the dementedly egotistical bad guy from Four Brothers). The guy on the couch suddenly threw out his arm and aimed his gun at me. I aimed back at him and tried to pull the trigger. Nothing. I squeezed it harder. Still nothing. Even though I was lucid, the gun was still acting like a damn model. I just couldn't squeeze the trigger. Even when I clutched it with two hands and both index fingers, it wouldn't budge. I thought that it should be easy, since I was lucid, but no matter what I did, this gun just would not shoot. Frustrated, I began taunting the guy on the couch. I dared him to shoot me, telling him that he could take all the shots he wanted, but it wasn't going to stop me from killing every single one of them, beginning with him. I began to slowly walk in his direction.

      He fired. Anticipating the attempt, I swung my hand up in front of me, imagining the bullet hitting my palm and snatching it out of the air. He fired again. My other hand raised, slapping the bullet off to one side while I continued on toward him. His shots came in quicker as I advanced, and I simply stopped paying attention to the bullets, stalking toward the increasingly terrified man. His bullets pelted lightly off of my chest like grains of rice against cowhide. And out of the corner of my eye, I could see that the leader was getting uneasy, too. He tried getting my attention stalling me with some talk about how he "knows me" from somewhere, but I completely ignored him. I would get to him...in time. But for now, I was relishing in the moment.

      By this point, I was standing right over the man on the couch. He had stopped shooting, and his eyes were wide with fear. He was shaking. Again, I tried to squeeze off a few rounds into his stomach, from point blank range, but the gun I held was completely useless, and I just didn't have enough control of the dream to overpower it. I finally threw it to the ground, having had enough, and reached around behind me to pull the samurai sword out of the sheath over my shoulder. The last thing I remember, before waking up, was the look on the goon's face when he realized that he was about to be carved into tiny little pieces.

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    9. 12/1 Fragment- Kidnapping Investigation

      by , 12-02-2010 at 04:35 AM
      Fragment- Kiddnapping Investigation
      Non-lucid
      NonDream Dream Lucid
      I only remember flashes of this one.I'm getting out of a black, government SUV in a residential neighborhood. All the houses look very similar. Each is two stories, varying in color slightly from tan to gray with small front yards and large, fenced in backyards. Children's toys are strewn about each houses' backyards. I walk across the street, looking at the second story window of a house as I approach it. I'm being briefed by a man in a black suit and tie who has a discreet earpiece snaking up from his collar. He sort of reminds me of the agents from the matrix, except friendly I'm being told that this is the window from which the girl was taken. Apparently I'm investiaging a kidnapping.

      The following I found written in my DJ, however I have limited to no memory on each point
      Fragments:
      -Kidnappers are extremely good; Very experienced
      -Almost had to kill girl (No memory of this)
      -Had to use 'Kiddie/Girly' Software to find her because that's what the Company forces their agents to use.

      I got the feeeling that I was some sort of freelance agent hired to find this girl. I remember nothing regarding nearly having to kill the girl, and nearly nothing about the kiddie software. All I remember of the software is a pink screen with kittens and flowers on it.
    10. Blood, Bombs, and the Grocery Store

      by , 11-27-2010 at 03:54 PM (The Labrynth of the Mind)
      Sci-Fi Groceries

      I am working at the grocery store, stocking shelves (in real life I stock shelves at a toy store). Some old women come along looking for artichokes. I help them find one artichoke, which has been put in the wrong spot.

      I continue walking down the aisle, and make it to the bridge of the Enterprise. I am needed to help destroy a small planet that is headed towards the Earth. Nobody is sure what to do, but I come up with the idea of building a huge bomb. We run a computer simulation of what this bomb will do. Upon detonation, a gigantic shock wave is sent out. This shock wave passes over the Earth, the moon and the sun, but when it hits this small planet the planet is annhilated.

      The great thing about this idea is that it doesn't affect the Earth. I accidentally touch the simulated Earth and it gets smashed up, but after a moment of shock everyone realizes it was just me.

      Kidnapping and Chemistry

      I am a spy or something similar. I am investigating a guy who has been kidnapped and tied up in a back room somewhere. His daughter has also been kidnapped, and they are trying to get information out of the father. The guy is wrapped up in some bandages, so that only one of his eyes can be seen. The captors torment him by allowing him to see his daughter being taken into the room across from him, but they never let him know what is going on.

      While I am there, the captors bring the daughter out into the main room separating the two rooms. She doesn't seem to be too bad off. In fact, she is joking and laughing with the men. Apparently, she doesn't even know they are bad guys. Then they bring the father out. I think they are going to try one last desperate attempt to get information out of him.

      I step in at this point, and we find ourselves pursued by the villains. We duck behind some barrier to hide. The kidnappers are hot on our heels, so I pull out a grenade and throw it at them...

      ...(I think this is part of the same dream. It seems to have digressed into the manufacture of explosives.) I walk into the laboratory for one of my chemistry classes. We are choosing seats. I sit next to an attractive girl I know in real life. I feel I have an excuse, because my name is written on the counter in front of me, as well as on the seat I am sitting in. We chat a little, and I think about asking her out. Then the professor begins class.

      We are learning about some kind of explosive. This requires a lot of complicated glassware, including a couple of volumetric flasks and some kind of a condenser. There are only two reactants involved in this process. One is tetramethylfuran (?), and I don't know what the other one was. At this point, my lab partner (the attractive girl) leaves. The instructor tells is we have to work on our own anyway, but the experiment doesn't seem to make any sense.

      Now we are outside, taking turns mixing chemicals in our glassware on the tailgate of a pickup truck. The truck is parked on the slope of a hill, so it is hard to mix anything without it spilling.

      Robot Cannibal

      We are looking at fingerprints. They do not seem to be useable, because we can't get anything from them when we try dusting them. No recognizable features, anyway. Then someone points out that they are made in blood, as though someone dipped their fingers in blood before touching the counter we are looking at. With this knowledge, we are able to use some chemical to analyze the fingerprints...

      ...(I think this is part of the same dream) My dog runs away. I go out to get her, and find she is running along an interstate. She runs into a median strip, and I go after her. She climbs up a hill and down the other side. I crawl up the hill, and peak over the edge. There is a gruesome sight on the other side. A deer or large dog has been killed and mutilated, and some man is crawling nearby. He crawls up to the carcass and sinks his teeth in. I watch in horror, realizing this is the guy from Silence of the Lambs (I never actually saw the movie). Looking closer, I see it is no longer a person but a robot. The Silence of the Lambs guy is in his home, controlling this robot.
    11. 07/21/10 The Nightmare Returns

      by , 07-23-2010 at 04:45 AM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      Note: Tonight I fell asleep with some very ambitious goals including checking to see if L will leave Asuka alone if she goes out, dream view a dream MoSh had quite a while ago where he was speaking with don Juan, sharing a DDO dream with Tigress, finding and doing another healing spell on Xildron, tasks of the year… the list of my goals just seems to go on and on… I fell asleep with my light / sound machine and successfully slipped into a WILD…

      I found myself in a very familiar setting standing in the front yard of MoSh's house in his inner world. I went right up to the door without any hesitation, I wanted to get going on my goals. I knocked on the door and MoSh answered it. He was smiling when he saw me and he opened the door to let me in. When I looked around the room I saw Asuka sitting in the living room watching something on television. I walked over to Asuka and looked to see what she was watching, there was nothing actually on the television and I wondered why Asuka was staring at a blank screen. As if on cue, Asuka got up and came over to me, she said she was ready to go out and see that L had gotten the picture that he needs to leave her alone. I asked her where she wanted to go this time, it really should be somewhere she would be likely to go on her own. She said she knew of a mountain spring that was very relaxing. She said it was a place where she hoped to take MoSh someday so they could relax there and have some time to themselves. She said she was waiting until he started remembering her more consistently, though. After fusing with Asuka by using the fusion amulet she opened a portal and we went through it as one person.

      The other side of the portal was a beautiful place. There was a crystal clear pool of water with colorful flowers growing on the surface of the water, numerous lily pads dotted the surface of the water as well. Colorful butterflies were flitting around near the shores of the pool, and there were even some butterflies out on the lily pads farther out in the pool.

      It really was a very peaceful scene. I could see why Asuka would want to spend some time alone there with MoSh. I just let Asuka go where she wanted to go since she knew this place and liked it, and she waded into the water a bit. The water was very pleasant, and there were small fish tickling my feet. We spent quite a bit of time there wandering around the place, exploring all the hidden areas to find what wonders might be found there. We spent so much time there that I was beginning to wonder if the dream was going to end without L showing up… that would be a good sign that he had learned something from the last time he had kidnapped Asuka. After spending a bit longer there, Asuka said she was ready to go home… but first she wanted to go into the water in her own body, because the water here is so wonderfully refreshing and she couldn't feel it as well when fused with someone else. So we separated right there. Asuka swam out into the water still in her kimono which floated out beside her in an ethereal way. She sank beneath the surface of the water.

      I had turned away from Asuka for only a short time to take a closer look at some of the beautiful flowers, to go over to them and smell them. The flowers were beautifully fragrant, and their fragrance was also very relaxing. I was smelling the flower when I heard some sounds from behind me. I turned around just in time to see there was a pair of tendrils were reaching through a portal and wrapped around Asuka, pulling her towards the portal. Wtf? I chased after her as she disappeared through the portal, jumping out over the pool of water and reaching to grab hold of Asuka's leg as she was disappearing through the portal. Then the portal was gone. I was yelling at an empty sky to give Asuka back right now, you yellow bellied bastard. My first thought was that L had come after Asuka again, well he would pay for that… I focused on opening a portal to follow Asuka to wherever she had been taken, then I flew through the portal ready to kick the ass of whoever I found on the other side.

      I emerged from the portal in a world that looked like it was entirely made up of crystal formations. There was a sun shining brightly in the sky and rainbows were reflecting off of many of the crystal formations that made up the landscape. It was really a very beautiful place that I wouldn't have minded visiting if I hadn't been following after Asuka… Things being as they were, however, I didn't take time to notice the beauty of the place. I looked around for any sign of Asuka having had been through there recently. The fact was that I didn't see any sign of human life anywhere let alone Asuka… some very shiny butterflies were flitting around the crystal formations just as the ones near the mountain spring had been flitting around the flowers there. I called out to Asuka a couple of times, scanned for any trace of her, and I found nothing. I was in the wrong place! I wasn't sure how I had managed to get to the wrong place, but I tried the portal again.

      I exited this portal to find myself about five feet in the air over a pool of rancid water. I wasn't ready to be in the air, so I fell right into the disgusting water which reminded me of sewer water. It was disgusting! It smelled bad, it was covered with a thick layer of slime, although the area around it didn't look contaminated or anything. It was just a typical stagnant pool of water. I paid about as much attention to the foul water as I had to the beautiful crystals, I flew back out of the pool and scanned the area for Asuka, for any trace of Asuka. Once again I could not find any sign that Asuka was there or that she had ever been there, at least not recently. Whoever had taken Asuka, I was on a wild goose chase, somehow they were making it so my portals weren't getting me to her! I was getting pissed at ending in the wrong places. I landed on dry land, felt like I was going to wake up when I didn't want to, so I dilated time. Something was keeping me from tracking down Asuka, and the first person on my list of suspects was still L, so instead of focusing my portal to follow Asuka I focused it on going to L's inner world. There was a bit of resistance when I tried opening the portal but it was nothing I couldn't easily overcome.

      This time when I exited the portal I was in L's inner world, near his pool where I usually appear. I scanned the area for Asuka again, and I knew right away I had found the place she had been taken. I approached the house to see if they were in there, Asuka's energy frequency was still around the place from her last visit so it was a bit harder to tell which signals were more recent. When I headed for the house, however, Kanmuri came from around the corner of the house and pointed towards a building I hadn't noticed before. She said if I was looking for Asuka, L had taken her in there and insisted on being left alone, and when she had just peeked in out of curiosity L had gotten so pissed off at her… she said she didn't know what was going on in there. That was clearly where I had to go next, though.

      I followed a path to the building which appeared to be a guest house, and though the path was very pleasant and beautiful with trees and flowers around it, now it seemed like a path descending into a nightmare. I didn't want anyone to see my approach so I used the song Of Wolf and Man by Metallica to change my form into a small blue bird since there were many similar birds around the area. I flew over to the guest house and landed on a window sill. I looked in through the window and I saw both Asuka and L, and I immediately wanted to kill L slowly and painfully. Asuka was sitting on a couch with no restraints or anything to keep her from leaving, but she was staring off into space with a blank expression on her face. She was also quite bruised and she was crying.

      L was sitting beside her with his arm around her, had he been the one who had beaten her? He had wanted to take Asuka with him so he could beat her? Or had he done that out of anger over the torturing she (I) had given him last night? An unforeseen backlash of that tactic, making L want to get revenge for the pain she (I) had put him through.

      I no longer cared about being unnoticed, instead I changed back to my normal form, my Assassin form, and kicked the front door of the guest house open, it slammed open with a loud crash that made L jump about three feet in surprise. Asuka didn't respond. I used telekinesis to slam L against the wall hard enough to put cracks in it, I asked him what the fuck he had done to Asuka, why was she like that, what had happened. He sniffed the air and said someone sure stank… I said it was him who stank even though I was pretty sure he was referring to the stink of the rancid water that was still on me. I demanded again to know what he had done to Asuka. He said he had just been playing games with her, those games that she seemed to like so well, it seemed she didn't like them anymore. He was laughing the whole time he said that, so I pounded the laughter out of him by slamming him around the room some more using telekinesis and I ended up slamming him right through one of the interior walls into the bathroom where I made sure his face landed in the toilet, actually he hit the toilet hard enough to crack the bowl… the icing on the cake was when raw sewage backed up from the pipe below and washed over L…

      I looked over at Asuka, who had still not responded to anything that had happened. She seemed to have not noticed L getting thrown around the room, she hadn't noticed me yelling at him, she hadn't noticed him going through the wall or getting covered with sewage… I went over to Asuka, who didn't respond to my presence, but when I went to help her stand up she was very compliant to that. I focused on healing her injuries, I would do more healing on her once I had her somewhere safe. If she would snap out of this strange trance for anyone, that person would be MoSh. I opened a portal to get to MoSh's inner world and led Asuka through it.

      I carefully helped Asuka out of the portal into the front yard of MoSh's house. I led her up to the front door with ease, she was offering no resistance, but she was also not reacting to the change in location. What the fuck had that asshole done to her to make her this unresponsive? We reached the front door and I opened it to find MoSh was right inside, he had been about to open the door. He asked what had happened, what was wrong with Asuka, who had done that to her, what had they done to her… I said I didn't know what had been done to her, but it was L who had done it. I told MoSh that L had shown up and kidnapped Asuka to take her… MoSh interrupted, asking how could I just let L have Asuka? I continued to tell MoSh that she had been taken, I had tracked her down to L's inner world and when I got to her she had been like this, worse in fact, it looked like L had been beating her. MoSh said something about a picture being real, and it had happened because I had let L take Asuka… what picture? He took Asuka into his arms and said something about so many men… so many men? I had only seen L… I told MoSh that Asuka needed healing, and he said any fool could see that. I said I would help him heal her, but he just glared over at me, he said Asuka didn't need any more of my help, I had clearly 'helped' her more than enough. He said they didn't need that kind of help. He slammed the door before I could say anything else.

      I paused, I wanted to go inside and try to explain things to MoSh, but he was right… I was supposed to have been protecting Asuka, not just letting L walk off with her to do whatever he wanted to her… if I'd just been more careful she wouldn't have gotten taken, L wouldn't have done whatever it was he did to her… Maybe I should send Basara back over to do some healing on Asuka, who clearly needed it. How was she doing now that she was with MoSh? I walked around to the side of the house and peeked in through a window to see if I could find the two of them. First I saw Asuka's clothes tossed carelessly aside in the room. Then I saw Asuka was sitting naked in a corner of the room and I could see MoSh trying to get her to come out. Asuka wasn't responding to him, she had her knees pulled up to her chest, making herself as small as possible, and she was crying. That was because of what L had done to her, whatever he had done it must have been pretty awful to leave her in such a state. Seeing her like that made me want to hurt L, and hurt him bad, really bad.

      So now it was time for L to pay, and the price was high. I opened a portal back to L's inner world and went through it looking to draw some blood. Kanmuri was standing near my portal when I got there, I asked her where L was, where was that foul piece of shit hiding, because I had some business to discuss with him… Kanmuri asked what was going on, she asked what had been wrong with Asuka when I had brought her out from the guest house? She had figured L was in there trying to coax Asuka into bed with him and probably epic failing at that, he wouldn't have hurt her, would he? I scanned the area for L and found him in the main house, I headed straight for him with Kanmuri following after me. She wouldn't shut up. L didn't hurt Asuka, did he? She said she knows he can be an ass sometimes, but she couldn't see him actually doing anything to hurt Asuka… he's too crazy about her… I told Kanmuri, focusing a bit too much of my anger on her, that I didn't know what L had done to Asuka, but he had definitely hurt her, and he'd hurt her bad. Kanmuri stopped and had a shocked look on her face as she watched me go into the house.

      I found L in the living room kicked back on the couch as if nothing was wrong in the world, and that just pissed me off more. He looked up at me and smiled, he said it was so nice to see me again. He said if I wanted him all to myself, he could have said so instead of coming in and stealing Asuka. That was it, I was much too pissed off for words. All I could feel inside was unstable dark energy, but I didn't make any effort to control it, I just let it do what it wanted. The shadows in one corner of the room came to life as a swarm of scarab beetles each the size of a golf ball.

      I used telekinesis to hold L still long enough for the bugs to get on him. The scarabs didn't stay still long enough for L to get them off, they immediately burrowed their way into L's skin, tunneling through his flesh as he was screaming in pain. I could see the moving bumps of the scarabs underneath L's skin, and he was apparently desparate to get rid of them as he tore through his own skin to get to one of the scarabs and pull it out. He threw the bug on the floor and stomped on it. So he had gotten rid of one of about ten bugs that were now tunneling through his flesh… several of which were in places he could not hope to reach. He was yelling at me or someone else to get those things out of him, get them OUT! While L was writhing on the floor in pain I was kicking him as hard as I could, anything to make him pay for what he had done… I'm not sure how long he was writhing and trying to reach the scarabs under his skin, how long I was kicking him before he was finally still, there was blood coming out of his mouth… and finally I woke, not really wanting to remember the events of this dream…
    12. 07/20/10 Wanna Play a Game?

      by , 07-22-2010 at 01:42 AM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      Note: It seems L has been causing problems again, still trying to get to Asuka even though he has a girlfriend of his own, and now he is using Kanmuri to do it! We came to the conclusion that we were going to try to make L afraid of Asuka, so that he would want to avoid her at all costs. My goal for tonight was to go ahead to do this. I fell asleep, failed to slip into my WILD. I actually don't remember the beginning of this dream or exactly how I became lucid, but here is the dream from the point where I start remembering it…


      The earliest thing I remember in this dream is being in MoSh's inner world. I was in the living room with MoSh and Asuka. MoSh was playing a video game on the flat screen television while Asuka was watching him. Asuka got up and came over to me. She said she was ready to do whatever we had to do to make sure L would finally stop bothering her and MoSh. I told her I had a plan I thought might work. She said she knew, and she was ready to do the fusion. I said there was one more part to it… while fused, we should go out of MoSh's inner world and do something Asuka would enjoy doing… thus making her an easy target. So when L took her back to his inner world, that was when his nightmare would begin. MoSh seemed to have barely noticed I was there, I wasn't fully convinced MoSh had noticed me at all. I touched him on the shoulder and he finally looked up. I told him Asuka and I were off to give L a nice nightmare. I said L might need a few nightmares to get the point across, but it would start now. MoSh saved his video game and changed the channel. He said he would watch it from there. I asked Asuka what she would like to go out and do, she said she likes gardens and flowers, so that's what I focused on when I opened a portal. Asuka and I fused using the fusion amulet and went through the portal.

      There was a beautiful garden on the other side of the portal, just as I had wanted to find. I could feel that Asuka liked it very much. I just let her control our fused body as she wandered through the garden, looking at the various flowers, smelling some of them, admiring others from afar, she picked one and put it in our hair. The garden was full of winding paths, there was a stream flowing through it with a pretty bridge over it, and Asuka's goal seemed to be to explore every bit of the garden. There was no questioning that the garden was pretty, but I was beginning to think L wasn't going to take the bait this time. Had he not noticed that Asuka was wandering around in a garden by herself? Had he caught on to the trick? Was he not as interested in Asuka as we had thought? Whatever the reason, it was beginning to look like he wasn't going to show up at all. I was just about to suggest to Asuka that we go home, I was getting a bit bored, when a portal opened in front of us. Without even giving much of a look around to make sure Asuka was alone, L's arm reached through the portal to grab our left arm and pull us through into his inner world.

      I recognized L's inner world right away, we were near the pool that is outside of his house. I saw that Kanmuri was already back there, she was lying out on a lounge near the pool sunning herself when we arrived. She got up and looked over at L and me, rolling her eyes in an exacerbated manner. She asked L if he was never going to get it through his head that Asuka has no interest in him, he should stop going after some woman who didn't want him and give his attention all to her. She said she has an open mind about L having another woman around, but he should quit already with this woman who clearly doesn't like him. L said he had rescued me once more, that MoSh had carelessly let me out on my own, and now he would make sure I was protected. He said he knew I wanted to stay with him and he would make sure that this time it happened, MoSh and Raven weren't going to take me away from him this time.

      I looked around at the pool and the house. I told L he might just be the man for me, assuming he has bigger balls than MoSh who seems to get mad at me every time I start to have some fun. L said of course, he has much bigger balls than MoSh, how could there be any doubt about that? He said his purpose would be to ensure I had fun every moment I was there with him. I smiled at him and said maybe I could be happy here after all, he said it had taken me long enough to acknowledge that he was really the one I want… he apparently thought I wasn't dressed properly, however, because he motioned and my clothes changed to a tiny sundress that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. I didn't really care. L looked at me in the sundress, practically drooling, and then said whatever would make me happy and want to stay was what I would get.

      I told L what I really wanted to do was play some of the games I never get to play with MoSh without him getting mad. He asked what game I wanted to play. I said hide and seek… with a twist. I gave him a sexy look along with that suggestion which clearly got his attention. I said I would hide first. He said sure… then I said for him to count to 50, then come find me… He turned his back and started counting rather fast, I was actually surprised he could count that high. I went into the house and looked around in the first room I was in which appeared to be a kitchen. I moved through the kitchen into the living room where there was a lot of fancy furniture. I noticed one corner where there was a particularly dark shadow, I changed form into a shadow and merged with that shadow becoming completely invisible. Shortly later L came into the room. He said he knew I was in there. So… let the show begin.

      L seemed pretty sure I was in the room, I wondered if he was cheating somehow. I focused on changing the dreamscape now, causing the shadows to grow and take over the room. Where it had been pretty bright and cheerful, now it was rather dark and dreary. L seemed to think that was strange, but he continued looking for me. I morphed my shadow form into my normal form, but I was dressed in tight leather instead of the sundress. L did a brief double take, but then said he had found me, so what was his reward? I said I wanted to hear him scream, he said he was sure I could make him scream. I said I knew I could, giving off an evil grin at the same time. Some of the other shadows formed dark tentacles and bound him to the floor, arms and legs spread, he apparently still thought he was in for some wild sex…

      I had long fingernails which were actually thin blades dripping with acid. As I was standing over him some of the acid dripped onto him and burned through his clothes, burning into his skin. Those blade fingernails could be fired… so I fired one into his right shoulder where it smoked a bit as the acid ate away at his flesh, he let out a brief cry of pain and asked me what the fuck I thought I was doing… I said I was playing my game with him, I wanted to hear him scream. I fired more of the spears into him, into his arms, into his legs, anywhere I could fire one without hitting a vital organ and allowing him to die too quickly. I'd said I wanted to hear him scream, and he was screaming now. I took a couple of minutes to stand over him and laugh at his pain, he was screaming that it hurt so much, begging me to stop, crying like a baby, and a foul odor wafted over from him… he'd shit his pants! I acted disappointed, saying even MoSh had been able to play games better than this… how disappointing, because I was just getting started.

      As I was deciding where to fire the next blade, Kanmuri came into the room and looked around. She asked what was going on in there, she had heard screaming… she looked and saw L pinned to the floor by shadows and with the blades sticking out of him, acid burning the areas around the blades. Now L was begging Kanmuri to help him, telling her that Asuka (I) had gone completely insane. Kanmuri looked upset, thought I think she was feigning it, and asked me what I was doing to her man, let him go right now. I made the dark tendrils retract, the room was bright and cheery once again. L still couldn't move, the blades had him pinned to the floor. I was definitely willing to help. I said it seemed neither L nor Kanmuri wanted to have any fun after all. I pulled the first blade out of L, doing this brought another scream of agonizing pain.

      The blade was barbed so that it would go in smoothly but the barbs would extend when pulling it out, ripping the flesh on its way out. Kanmuri told me to stop doing that, I was hurting him. I said she wanted him to be free to get up, right? I continued pulling the blades out one by one, not doing it especially fast, twisting them a bit as I pulled them out, basically doing whatever I could to increase the pain they were causing… and of course the acid kept burning even after I had removed the blades. L was begging incoherently now, I couldn't tell what he was saying. The instant I got the last blade out Kanmuri was over to me telling me to stay away from him, how could I be so sick as to do those horrible things? I told her he had agreed to play my game… now he wanted to back out. How rude. Kanmuri told me to get out of L's inner world, she told me I wasn't welcome there. She began healing L's wounds, clearly soothing his pain with healing energy. I figured she wanted to be the good guy since she wanted L to focus his affection on her. I didn't interfere with that and I opened a portal back to MoSh's inner world when Kanmuri told me again that I was not welcome there.
    13. Adrian trys to rescue me, he is invited to dinner and than agrees to do 7 Impossible Tasks.

      by , 07-18-2010 at 08:32 PM
      I was sleeping in my dream and I heard T. and P. (Kidnappers 1&2) talking to their "Master" and with the racket they were making they were bowing every second word. "Master" says " the police found two hairs that don't match Adrian's hair and are becoming hot on T &P's trail." The "Master" suggested his in-America castle.

      *Next day*
      After I was dropped off I hissed to Jane: "How much money did Adrian put in the suitcase. Its imporant." Jane asks: "Why is it so imporant?" I reply: "If it is $30 million the kidnappers will think I am an easy target and ask more money for me." Jane replys: "Its $25 million. Is it true the kidnappers say they were going to realize you and will this come true?" "Yes they were planning to release me but I doubt it will come true. I would inform him about money ransom myself but he is being watched."

      I than went to talk about my dreams into movie plot. When there were a couple of hours left I encourage him to talk about his life. He tells me that this isn't the first time he was suspected in a person's disapperance. His parents disappered when he was 18 and their only child was Adrian (the studio belonged to Adrian's dad) and he was away at boarding school at the time of the parents' disapperance. As soon as I knew their was no one watching I says: "Adrian the kidnappers and their 'Master' are planning to move me today to the 'Master's castle. " Adrian says: "They promised to let you guy" I just reply "Whatever you do. Do NOT try to come and save me."

      I went back to the house. First the kidnappers had to erase any evidence of anyone been living there. Just before we leave Adrian shows up with a gun at the door. P. who was closest to me grabbs me and threatens my life at gunpoint. Adrian says: "Unhand her./ You promised to let her go...." and P. says: "We lied. And if you want her to live you either get in the car with her or you leave this bulding by the count of 19 or she goes 'bye-bye'. 1.. 2.. 3.. 4... 5... 6... 7...8..9...10" Adrian: "Alright I will leave.".

      I am forced in the car I asked what kind of ropes and shackles these are that DC can't be used on them but I can still conjure up a sundae. I am taken to "Master" 's castle. The kidnappers insists I do the 'proper' bow (forced to be on the floor bow). The "Master" (who look like a collection of different human villians) tells his maidseverants to bathe me. He than insitsts that I wear a skimpy outfit (with chains). He than invites Adrian for supper. As I am setting the table for supper I notice the kind of chairs that are at the dinning room table. When it is supper time. I shake my head to tell me not to sit down. He than tricks "Master" into a chair. I with other severants change the chairs to "normal" ones. I learned later the other females were also kidnapped and were jealous that I had someone to try to save me. After I ate supper. I was sent to do some chore and than I came back and heard the Adrian and "Master" settling on 7 Impossible Tasks.

      The next day I was tied up and put on a super-fast horse like I was a sack of food and I have no clue if Adrian can get me out of (or off) this task (Task 1). I woke up after this.
    14. #37. A Pirate's Life

      by , 06-14-2010 at 05:48 AM (Things to Run Away From Really Fast)
      Below deck, on this particular pirate ship, there is a structure made with cooked spaghetti. We're sitting around it in a circle, making fun of Dean Winchester as he tries to add noodles to the structure, Jenga-style. He loses balance and half the structure collapses around him. The group laughs uproariously, and it's the next guy's turn.

      I'm standing on deck, looking out over the water. Apparently we're being sold into slavery. Those of us in this very special group are making some very necessary escape plans.

      "Have you ever been to [Modern Tortuga Expy]?" Asks Jack O'Neill from beside me.

      I'm a short-haired blonde, badass and immortal, and I've been everywhere, man. "I'm familiar with the area," I say, and pause, considering. "I hope they've forgotten about me."

      Now that we're on shore, we can put those plans into motion. We just need to make some tiny adjustments to fit the current situation. I'm standing next to our packed-together bunk-beds with O'Neill. All we need to do is lure one of the guards close enough...

      A jaffa guard approaches us, demanding to know why we're breaking curfew.

      I look at O'Neill, shrug. "No time like the present."

      We escape.

      Shift.

      I wander the same environment in my real life persona, trying to remember where I parked, and if it was in a tow-away zone. Several days have passed.

      Shift.

      I decide to go to one city or another. Calgary? I'm driving badly, wondering belatedly why I'm cutting so many people off. I end up walking into a store that I'm apparently the manager of. I watch someone in another store across the mallway play the guitar. I pull out an electric guitar from my stuff, even though I cannot play the guitar.

      Shift.

      I'm in Quickton, riding a bicycle and absently wondering why there are so many hills. I talk to a DC, a woman I apparently don't like very much, and retroactively acquire memories of whatever it is she's talking about.

      Shift.

      I'm on a farm for yet another family reunion. I'm pushing a steak around on my plate, mildly discomfited to realize that I've already been eating it. I decide to finish it anyway and ignore anything the anti-vegetarians around me decide to say. There's a woman with long, dark hair sitting beside me. She seems uncomfortable with all the religious proselytizing going on. I assure her that most of the godless heathens in the family (myself included) have already eaten.

      Shift.

      Playing with a dog.

      Shift.

      I'm to play the bad guy in some game. I adopt an atrocious English accent and hope the one English woman running around somewhere won't be too offended.

      Shift.

      I'm a female lawyer with an English accent, long dark hair, and a crisp grey pantsuit. I'm also very good at what I do. Also, evil.

      Shift.

      I'm jumping through impossible puzzles suspended over darkness. I'm communicating with someone via radio. I drop the rope. I jump down a couple levels, only to find it all tangled up. I'm presently annoyed by all that is paranormal, so I use a magic trick to cause the rope to "magically" raise itself to the next level. It involves wire.

      Shift.

      I'm standing in front of a magic shop.

      Shift.

      I'm in a mall. As Barbara Gordon, I talk to a cannibalistic hyena man. I'm replacing my right arm with something, and the hyena man tells me that they've ripped my arm off (before I jumped into the character) to make me more appetizing. I leave.

      A Pirate's Life. Scare Factor: 3.[/QUOTE]
    15. #26. Really Mad Hostages

      by , 06-14-2010 at 05:18 AM (Things to Run Away From Really Fast)
      Three weeks without missing a day and suddenly something interesting happens on the weekend.
      A man is holding me and two other woman captive. We're being kept in the employee section of a motel in Ixburg, and though I pretty much wander around as I do in other dreams, the women who are with me are terrified.

      I'm left alone in the laundry room, which comes complete with all the stuff involved in running a motel. I idly search through needle-nosed pliers and other vaguely pointy things, before I pull a box cutter from the cleaning cart on the west wall. I use the pliers to pry the safety-features from the knife. I hear footsteps. The man walks into the room.

      I have him pinned to the wall with a knife to his throat before he can blink. I can feel the savage grin splitting my face as I call to one of the other women. Lucy - long, curly brown hair - is standing down the hallway, looking nervous. I tell the man not to move; I won't hesitate to cut him open.

      "You wouldn't dare."

      "Oh, I really, really would."

      Lucy hands me the phone in lieu of phoning 911 herself. I'm wondering if she can still speak.

      "They're not going to believe you," says the man. "They're going to think you did this."

      I ignore him.

      "Amy speaking."

      Confused, I ask, "Um, this is 911?"

      "Yes."

      "Wait, Amy?"

      "Sam? Is that you?"

      I break myself out of my reverie. "Amy, I need police -" I glance at Lucy, "and an ambulance at the Ixburg Inn." I briefly explain the situation.

      "Phone number?" Remembrances of the first aid course I took.

      I list off the phone number for the motel, as I remember it.

      The man laughs. "It's been a while since you've lived here, hasn't it? We changed the phone number!"

      "I gave them the address!"

      The man may or may not have lived to stand trial.

      Really Mad Hostages. Scare Factor: 3.

      Actually, I'm pretty sure he did live, considering he was following me through a museum later on. Any tips for dealing with in-dream stalkers? Anyone?

      Updated 06-14-2010 at 05:21 AM by 31096

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