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    1. 16-07-11 Russia, Dog-Monsters, Escape From Lodge

      by , 07-13-2016 at 07:27 PM
      I was in a very rural (and cold) region of Russia. There was tundra, and patches of snow and ice everywhere. I was in some kind of muddy, outdoor parking lot, located on the side of an even muddier trail. There were quite a few people there. Some guys (kids?) wanted to show me their motorcycles. I acted all interested, and got on one of them. They were still enthusiastic, but careful - and told me not to do anything. Before they knew what was happening, I had started the bike and raced away from there. I felt like I had "a job to do", and I needed this vehicle to do it. I rode a twisty asphalt roads for a bit, until I knew I wasn't being followed. Then, I turned around and rode back - back onto the muddy road next to the lot. There was a lot of police and bystanders on the lot after my theft. I turned off the engine and "pedaled" instead, as if it was a part bicycle, part motorcycle. This was, I managed to quietly ride past them, and escape. During the ride, I noticed it had been a long time since I had ridden a bike (5 years in real life, I stopped after a crash) - but it went well, and the bike had a surprising amount of grip despite the mud, snow and ice.

      Me and a partner entered a dilapidated building, a kind of giant warehouse. We were there to kill two monstrous dog-like monsters and save two women who were being attacked by the beasts. The beats were probably based on Woola, the 'dog' from "John Carter", a movie I watched the day before. The beasts created some kind of 'portals' high up on the walls. They would drag their prey up, and inside he portal, where they would be consumed. Anyway, we both had suppressed pistols. My partner engaged one of the creatures on the far side of the warehouse. Suddenly, I had a machine gun instead. I encountered the other creature in the corridor right before entering the actual warehouse. I shot and killed it with the MG. I realized the the girl, who looked like Lara Croft from the Tomb Raider reboots, was safe for now - despite hanging from one of the portals below the waist. I decided to go help my partner instead.

      I went with my grandfather to a dark place, presumably up north. There were long nights and very short days, just a few hours that felt like minutes. In no time, I wanted to go back, but I knew I needed plane ticket.

      I needed to flee a house/lodge/shack on a hill. The environment was once again cold, and possibly snowy. There was a short way down, but I "failed" (it was like a quick-time event in games), and came down a little further. I was forced to climb over several wooden structures/obstacles to reach the helicopter (?) for extraction, before the whole place blew up.

      I only remember an area by the water, probably the docks. I remember swimming, and a dressing area for women that I was sure wasn't there before.
    2. Ghost Bustin'

      by , 11-15-2013 at 01:59 PM (Exploring My Mind)
      I'm starting to notice a recurring theme in some of my dreams lately, involving me going somewhere with my girlfriend and her mom. Happened in two different dreams this morning.
      My girlfriend, her mom, and I all went to a fancy cabin/store/hotel place...apparently to kill ghosts.
      For some reason I had made myself a car out of minecraft textures and brought it with me. I was exploring the lodge place later on with both of them, when a green light appeared behind me. I spun around, only to find a ghost who looked like an old lady. She had an eerie, green light shining around her. She shrieked at me, her face starting to come up close to mine. Amazingly enough, I forgot if we killed the ghost or just ran away from it, but then we were back out at the parking lot, and my girlfriend's mom sped off in her car with my girlfriend, leaving me behind with my minecraft car. I decided to take it for a spin. It was glorious.

      This next dream was recalled after falling back asleep and waking up my normal time.
      Guess where I was at this time? A con! Guess with who? My girlfriend and her mom! Some con-goer walked up to me and sold me a pretty looking GTO book that looked thin but apparently had every chapter of GTO in it. GTO is an anime I really like, GO WATCH IT. My girlfriend was talking to this guy at the front of our booth for a while, making me a bit jealous. I ignored the feelings and went to talk with her. We talked for a while, and while we were doing so, the guy kept trying to quietly steal my GTO book, leading to me scolding him to get his own.
      Multiple random people I know were at the con, hanging out at our booth. I recall a random part on one of the con days where we were all staring at a fish bowl for some reason. The con felt like a sped up version of three whole days.

      That's it. I'm happy I recalled more than one! I need to start reality checking and paying closer attention to situations where my girlfriend is around or her mom.
    3. Cons on an Island (Nov. 2nd)

      by , 11-08-2013 at 02:20 PM (Exploring My Mind)
      I was away on a trip for all of the past week, and didn't have time to upload my dream journal entry, so here it is now!
      I was at an island with my girlfriend and her mom. Coincidentally enough, that's who I was on the trip IRL with. We were staying at some sort of lodge on the island, and playing Far Cry 3. (fitting). I don't remember the exact details, but there was some kind of shootout in our lodge between some guys and a blue haired girl. She jumped into the air in slow motion and managed to kill some of them before being shot herself and killed.
      My ex girlfriend ended up crashing on the island, and we had to take her in till she came to. Once she did, we shunned her and decided to go to an anime convention being held on the island.
      This is also what the trip in real life was for, an anime con. I walked around at this convention, which looked just like the real life convention center I was at except without walls. I found an old lady there who looked like Sayid from LOST.
    4. Awkward cuddling.

      by , 10-15-2012 at 06:43 AM (Voyages of a Skywalker)
      In the lodge of sorts. In my room I put too much stress on my red curtains. The section comes down. I hold the bar, attempting to fix it but soon come to believe it is a lost cause. A piece is broken/missing. I see a cat who I realize is Nala.

      We come face to face and I begin to remember that she is dead. In my room I am in bed naked and Alexander crawls in next to me also naked. He spoons me and I can feel his smooth skin and th great warmth radiating from it. Suddenly I remember that his sweetheart is just outisde my room. The room with one missing curtain. I mildly panic, worried she can see us. Alexander doesn't seem a bit worried. I spot Kova. I pick her up and take her to the long couch where Alexanders' sweeheart sits. I give her the cat to play with and she seems very pleased.


      Note: Kova is my cat, sister of Nala.
    5. Nineteen Sanguin Wy.

      by , 10-12-2012 at 08:55 AM (Voyages of a Skywalker)
      We are at the doorstep of the sanguinary creatures house. The home looks ordinary. They try and lure us in with telekinetic force. We resist. We are all very scared. At some point we realize that they are not harmful anymore. One of us signals her song to lure one of them out (to daylight). I contemplate stealing two wooden candlesticks before I leave, but I know they will find me. We are free. I have three large paper bags of items. I fit them all into one. As I catch up to the other three girls for the hike out, one takes the form of my Aunt Jama. She is surrounded by her Barendse's family. They have just bought the bar/lodge. One tells me that I need to stay for a night and sing on the stage tomorrow. They imply that I may be their second most talented entertainer. I ask who the second most talented is. They tell me someone else. I tell them that maybe I'll recite a poem or do a monologue. I step into a great big theater with reclining chairs. I'm in the chairs. The little girl is there. She is a ghost. I try to help her pass over. She is angry. I realized that whatever I watch in the theater on the screen was playing in the next room.
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      by , 02-24-2011 at 10:00 PM (Torra)
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