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    1. The Battle For Your Heart

      by , 11-28-2012 at 08:54 PM (Death's Other Kingdom)
      One of the most amazing lucids I've had in ages!

      11.28.2012
      The Battle for Your Heart (DILD)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Arcadia, a beautiful woman with long white hair (who seems to be some sort of deity) whom I falsely remember dreaming about before, announces to me and the team of people I am with that we must travel to a different part of the dream to eliminate a certain threat. She says it's nothing major, just something that needs to be done. I also falsely remember having this particular dream before, and I want a different ending than the supposed "other" time.

      We arrive at the house of a rather crazy but seemingly benign family who is supposed to transport us to where we need to go. Their refrigerator is actually something similar to a Tardis in disguise, so they immediately go about cramming me and my team into the small shelf spaces. I am instinctively aware that the family is evil and is going to turn on us soon, but we are too vulnerable to cause a conflict at the moment. I don't want to be attacked while trapped in the tight confines of this refrigerator.

      Soon, it doesn't matter what I want. The family (who is apparently some type of gang) attacks, but I manage to quickly get myself out and under cover before they can shoot me. A long battle ensues. Much of it involves a deadly back and forth shooting between my team and the crazy gang-family. It isn't long before I run out of ammo. I act as though my gun is still loaded in order to keep the enemy at bay as I search for a new weapon, hoping to do so before they realize that I'm basically unarmed. I'm somewhat surprised that the guns are working in the first place, as they usually malfunction in my dreams. I'm also worried about forgetting parts of what is happening when I wake up, because the battle has been going on for a long time and I know I'm bound to lose parts of it. (Sadly true.)

      In my search for a new weapon, I happen upon a high tech grenade that, in addition to a fiery explosion, shoots out spinning projectiles that will slice anything nearby to bits. I activate the grenade, shout a warning to my team, then throw it and run out of the house as fast as my legs will carry me. We barely make it out the door before the whole house goes up in flames.

      The battle against the remaining enemies takes me into the trees, where I am sniping down gang members who get too close. Out of nowhere, mutant zombies similar to lickers from Resident Evil begin scaling the trees toward me. One of the mutations splits it's head open, revealing rows of disgusting teeth along each side of its interior. Adrenaline kicks in and I manage to shoot them all in the head and kill them before they can get to me.

      With the enemies pretty much gone or sent running, Arcadia appears. "This problem runs much deeper than I originally thought," she tells me anxiously.

      "You mean because of the zombies?" I ask.

      "No, even deeper than that."

      As we walk back to Arcadia's control room, I slip my arm around her waist. She stops and removes it promptly. "Keep your hands to yourself," she reprimands me.

      "Well excuse me," I scoff with a little laugh, both surprised and somewhat amused at being rejected by a dream character. Grinning mischievously, I walk unnecessarily close to her so that our arms are pressed together. I expect her to tell me to back off again, but she doesn't.

      Back in the control room, we are suddenly ambushed by members affiliated with the gang. We take cover behind a pillar, taking turns stepping out to shoot. Arcadia is now Alice from Resident Evil. When she steps out to shoot, the enemy shoots first and manages to land a hit right in her chest. She kills most of them from the floor, then I step out and take care of the rest before kneeling down beside her. I see that the wound is very bad. She is moaning in pain.

      "No, shh, it'll be okay, I'll get you help," I tell her. (I'm pretty much only semi-lucid at this point and don't realize I could just heal her myself.) She tells me that the people in the building next door know her and will know what to do. Leaning down, I kiss her gently: a promise that I won't let her die. She looks surprised.

      I pick her up as carefully as I can manage, but she still cries out in pain from being moved. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," I keep saying as I carry her to the aforementioned building. The man and woman who live there are deeply concerned, but before they can do anything, Alice dies. At her death, her shape disentigrates to a tiny stone figure with a bullet hole in the center.

      I am shocked. How could she be dead in a dream when I've been willing for her to live? NO, I refuse to let her stay dead! In a weird stroke of dream intuition, I literally breathe life into her through the wound until she is finally herself again, alive and well.

      Triumphant, I kiss her again. This time, to my surprise, she kisses me back. When I look at her inquisitively, she says I deserve it after saving her life. I smile happily, relieved that she is okay. The dream ends shortly afterwards.

    2. Hulking Out

      by , 05-13-2012 at 09:58 AM
      I was in a department store in a mall, although it was modified somehow into a type of factory. There were robotic machinery installed in a certain section of the mall. I know I was talking to a few of my DCs, though I forget the conversations. The guy I was currently talking to was showing me what they did to him. They had cut off half of his lower left leg and given him a metal cybernetic one instead. He didn't like it, and there was no reason to do this, his leg was healthy. I don't know if "they" were the machines, or someone who was operating the machines to do this to people. After he told me this, the eyeball machine spotted me, that I was normal yet without modification. It hovered directly over me looking down, and asked me what I wanted replaced. It had a sharp curved knife like attachment on its robotic arm to do the procedure. It was like, "we can cut off your arms, legs, or your nads. Choose which one." I'm thinking hell no, I choose none! I start getting really angry, and I turn into the Hulk!



      Of course you can imagine what happens next, "Hulk Smash!" I rip down the machine hanging from the ceiling and smash it. Then I start smashing a major portion of the department store, looking for more machines to destroy. My DCs are all cheering me on, because I am defying the machines and paying the machines back for what they did to my DCs. It was so cool to be the Hulk, and I'm roaring alot while enraged, trying to find the evil machines. I'm not sure exactly, but I think one of my DCs also turns into a hulk as well, and we team up to do battle against the machines. As we get closer to the main factory area, "they" send forth their mutants as well. Their mutants are all green monsters too, but not Hulks. The biggest mutant was shaped like a giant egg, with a mouth stretching almost the whole width of its body, sharp teeth, and had many tentacles for arms. The mutants rushed us. I grabed each one as it approached, and threw each mutant back at Mr mouth as ammo. All it did was open its mouth and swallowed each mutant I threw at it. I think it ate 10 mutants this way, that was all of them. It grew bigger, trying to hold all them in its stomach. I got closer to the mouth mutant and grabbed many of its tentacles while struggling with it. It resisted long enough to get close to me and swallowed me too, well mostly. I went to 3rd person view and seen my hulk hands still reaching out from inside the creature grasping its jaws.

      I must have became my normal self again, standing in front of the creature. I wanted to help my Hulk that was still trapped inside the creature, and struggling against it from the inside now. I don't think the creature had "room" to swallow me, because it didn't try. As I contemplated the creature, I learned something profound about its stomach, that it wasn't what it seemed to be. The other hulk was still circling the creature, I guess it was trying to figure out how to attack the creature without being eaten as well. My dream was about to end but I remember starting to force its jaws open with my hands in order to release my hulk again. Then I awoke.

      Updated 05-13-2012 at 10:02 AM by 53953

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    3. 32nd Shared Dreaming Attempt - Vesterguard's Dream

      by , 09-17-2011 at 11:21 AM (International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Journal)
      Vesterguard's Dreams

      non-lucid - Notes - lucid

      17-09-11 Some wizard is channelling a spell into a prison, controlling some inmates and guards, they are casting a black magic spell that will make one of the wizard's enemies' hart explode.

      I can't help myself, I am somewhat addicted to the magic and I continue. I hear a voice telling me it is dark stuff, but I am too intrigued.

      I am not supposed to be in the prison I am walking down the stairs to the right until I get down to the bottom. I then look over my left shoulder where the target is standing on a platform surrounded by 6-8 people who are helping with the black magic.

      Someone on my team is apparently releasing the other prisoners from their mind control. I think it is too late.


      Something about Bradley Cooper and Bob Downey Jr. We are part of a movie and it somehow involves a road trip. We are sort of re enacting a film and at one point a I get this comment, “no we shouldn't be holding still here, but rather arrive spontaneously from the other side”. Something about how awesome, yet unexpected if Bob Jr actually comes, but he ends up saying yes.

      Skip.

      A discussion takes place with Bradley Cooper who on drugs has seen a naked man shave his penis that looked more like a Christmas tree (or an elf). Then I see the vision and think there is nothing to be worried about.


      I am in some sort of resort I think, close to the beach and with trees all around and a shopping centre. My family and I are there.

      skip.

      The dream jumps to me in the house of a private investigator that is following me for some reason. I meet an Asian woman in the house who after a little while, I think I threaten her a bit tells me where I can find this private investigator.

      I find him and now they are two against me and he is quite a bit bigger than me as well. He is Caucasian with broad shoulders and fairly long blondish hair.

      I start punching him in the face and alternate a bit between hitting him and the Asian woman while thinking something along the lines of “Evil bitch, you want equal rights? face equal consequences!”. Doesn't actually take a lot of rationalisation to justify punching a woman in the face. I think I get the message across that he should stop following me around

      Skip

      Back at the supermarket it is daytime and I notice the small van of the PI. I see him standing next to it and start running towards him, I notice he has a knife in his hand but I don't care. I charge him, think punching him I the stomach and he stabs me high in my right arm.

      I briefly think that the pain is far milder than I expected, before I pull out the knife and look at it and notice the blade is fairly short. Then I charge further into grabling range of the PI (where he should have the advantage over me) and bury the blade in his throat.

      He doesn't resist for that long and I push him down to rest in an elevated bed of flowers knife still in his throat. Then I take his van, I wonder where my family has gone, but I need to get away. I get inside the van which is very small with only one seat and hope the key is still in, which it isn't but it can still start.

      Then I start driving up the pavement and people move out of the way (think the car can only drive about 10 MpH anyhows. The dream ends when I get stuck trying to drive into a tunnel, though the scenery returns in a latter dream and maybe even the pesky PI.


      I am by the same spot of land with the PI story line and now it is night time and windy as fuck.

      Someone is already in a plane waiting for me to return. The area has to be evacuated and has been a long time ago. I notice the PI's van is there and there is a man trying to get in it. He is no ordinary man though. His legs are gone and you can see his spine and guts hanging out. Besides his facial features looks slightly skeletal, maybe more like his has been flayed from his face.

      He doesn't seem to mind too much, he can still leap a good 10-15 metres and is shouting in a mad voice. I explain something to him or one of my companions that it will probably take him about 10 years to fully recover due to his innate mutant healing factor, but that he will recover none the less.

      He notice us and become interested and shout out cackling “You have a means to get out of this place?” He starts making his way towards the plane and I hope we make it before he reaches it. The dream ends.


      In said plane it is more or less on auto pilot and Bob (the actor version from the Dresden Files series) is guiding a child who is flying the plane.

      The kid has to dodge quite a lot of obstacles in the form of hangar ships out on the water, and sometimes he is selecting quite dangerous routes through tunnels and barely avoiding parked planes.

      “That is why we say Cari..Bou” emphasising the break in the middle of the word that is the name of the plane. The kid has a habit of pulling straight up or straight down and Bob wants him to focus on softer turns.


      I find two ducklings that are tiny. They can both fit in the palm of one hand. I decide to raise them so I grab a big bowl of water for them to swim in. After putting the first in and looking at it as it realise that it is pretty much a natural boat the other one loose both it's legs, which terrifies me.

      I grab it and put it in the water and the legs seem back.

      The entire dream is oriented about the trouble I am having raising these ducks and my family doesn't seem to care.

      I return and the water is being brought to boiling point and I find the small duckling on the stove without its legs again. (actually I remember writing down this fragment in a FA from the lucid I had).

      I return and the ducklings are now swimming around in minestrone soup.


      I am lying in my bed after a brief moment of being awake. I start talking to myself, just let the HHs roll. They don't really intensify that much, but instead I am faced with the feeling of starting to fall deeper into my bed and shortly after I wake up and immediately look at my hands. Surprisingly they look human, though something is off, they might be too chubby or something, but it is difficult to describe.

      I can't really trust it, but I am positive I was just falling asleep so I find a pot and drag it towards me telekinetically. Nothing happens the first second, but then the pot falls to the floor as I continue the mental pull.

      Chess! dream confirmed. I walk to the window and bump against it, but walk through it with a bit more effort and trust in the fact that it is possible. Right what do I want to do, “Blasting rod” I decide and walk over to some bushes and start rummaging through the shadows.

      I think I better not find some sort of lame drumstick like the televised Dresden series, but this is of course exactly what I find. I keep looking through the shadows of this bush and find scorched furniture wood that seems promising at first until I discover it is made of plywood.
      I feel the dream wobbling a bit and I start touching the grass and leaves towards the ground and trying to see if I can smell something. The leaves look fairly detailed, though I notice they have a tinkling spark to them that seems a bit off. Otherwise the colours of autumn are represented in the leafs green, red, brown and yellow.

      Rasmus B, an old school friend comes walking towards me from the direction of the house I was just in. I look up and point the blasting rod towards him to see if I can make fire. I wake up.

      FA: My flatmate comes back from holiday, his face looks weird, but I wonder if it is just because he is tanned.

      I look down and see my new blasting rod, though it is a bit more curved and have some semi-scorched colourings “Oh would you look at that” I think to myself “My blasting rod has manifested from the dream world” (DOOOOOOH!!! XD)

      I start carving in it and is amazed that I can make markings like a hot knife through butter, though the material seems as hard as ivory. I start cutting a small sigil that eventually becomes a big rather deep “V” to indicate that it is mine.
    4. 05/23/11 Hospital of Pain

      by , 05-24-2011 at 06:34 AM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      Hospital of Pain
      I am in a strange place, but this doesn't seem strange to me at all. I am in what seems to be a fairly small town, but the town is really creepy. It seems to be daylight, but thick clouds and fog are dimming the light to more of a twilight, making it hard to see very far in front of me. There seem to be things moving in the fog, moving just beyond sight, and the feeling I am getting from those things is ominous. I remember the plans I made to meet MoSh and help him find Sam, he said he saw her in a previous dream, he saw her being held by demons in a hospital from Hell. I look around to find MoSh, though I am not sure if MoSh will be able to meet me there or if he might be dreaming elsewhere. Find the hospital. I look around as best as I can until I find a sign with a hospital symbol on it, and an arrow pointing the way.

      I follow the signs to the hospital, which is a very creepy looking place. I go inside and meet up with MoSh in the emergency room waiting area. MoSh says he can feel that Sam is in there, and she is in trouble. I tell him we have to find her. We split up to check the hospital quicker, heading up the stairwells at both ends of the main hallway. The second floor is where I encounter the first enemies. Ugly mutated things that have some humanoid features, but they also seem to have wings and their heads look like something a small child might make out of playdough.

      They also have the ability to cling to the ceilings and drop in to attack at the last minute. The other demonic enemies are on the ground, and they are fast. They move on all fours, more like big bugs than people, though it is clear they are walking on hands and feet.

      I fight my way through the enemies, making my way through the second floor. MoSh was to check the third floor, I check the fourth, and the fifth floor is the top floor. I find MoSh in one of the rooms on the top level, he has already found Sam, and she is in bad shape. Her skin is extremely pale, hair hanging lifelessly, eyes solid black, and a blank look on her face showing no sign of emotion.

      She looks way too zombie-like for my liking. MoSh says it's Sam, and she needs healing. I agree, and we both use healing spells on her. I can hear enemies outside the room, but something had to be done for Sam right away. The healing helps, color comes back to her face, but she still looks very weak. MoSh and I make a plan that I will try to distract the most of the demons while he gets Sam out. I form Witchblade into a sword and kick the room door open. I go out there and start slicing through enemies with the Witchblade, making as much noise as possible. I get lots of attention. I head farther up, emerging on the roof of the hospital. MoSh will be taking Sam down. Enemies come out from all directions, the winged ones are swooping from the sky, the insect ones are climbing up the side of the building and coming from the stairwell. I don't think of the magic song spells I know, but Witchblade seems to be working just fine for cutting the demons into small pieces. I hear a cry of rage or something, and I immediately know they have realized Sam is being taken the other direction. The demons depart in a huge group. I chase after them, picking off as many as I can from the group as it retreats. I continue doing this until I wake up, I hope I got rid of enough of them that MoSh is able to get Sam to safety.
    5. #141. Extranormals

      by , 09-09-2010 at 06:42 AM (Things to Run Away From Really Fast)
      I don't think I've been getting email notifications for the past few days. Weird.

      09/08/10



      Ixburg, SK

      2000

      He's killed, just like that. His daughter, seven years old, is alone in their apartment across town. I'm the daughter.

      I slip from the bed, tiny and blonde and short-haired, and push open the door to the rest of the apartment. Somehow, I'm not surprised to see a man there. The man is stocky and blond, and I can see that he's grinning when the orange light from the window hits his face.

      I incline my head. "Sir." I say, my voice neutral.

      He grins wider and nods back. I step back into the doorway of my bedroom, and he brushes past me into the bright light of the hallway.

      He'll be back, if only to keep an eye on me. I need to leave.

      Quote Originally Posted by DreamViews DC
      It really doesn't count for the RPG if you make up the stories while you're awake.
      Quote Originally Posted by Samael
      That's why I'm posting in this thread, isn't it? You know, the planning thread. Plotting thread. Where we plot.

      I'm incubating a dream, okay?
      Quote Originally Posted by DreamViews DC
      You still have to write your character profile, btw.
      Quote Originally Posted by Samael
      ...I'm going to finish the story now.
      Unknown, IL

      2010

      I'm a man in a black suit, sitting in the back of a black car, which is driving to the outskirts of a town in Illinois. And we're in Illinois, of course, because the Organization tracked an Extranormal here. One false move, one positive test, and suddenly Jane Doe (Age 17, Grade 12, parents work from home) is about to be assassinated by a team of armed government goons.

      It's funny. Extranormals can't strictly be barred from going to school, or holding regular jobs. Hell, they can even travel. Different countries have different restrictions, of course, but the good ol' US of A is all about liberty. The Organization can track them, though. Legality's a little fuzzy, but some real dangerous ones pop up occasionally. What to do with them?

      Here's the thing: Extranormals go crazy all the time. They lose control of their powers and suddenly they're either a human icicle or a pile of ashes. Most of the time they take innocent bystanders with them. It's really no problem at all to fake a meltdown. Kill the EN, murder all the bystanders, blow shit up. It's easy.

      This one's powers are a little more subtle, so no flashy special effects. Fortunately, ENs tend to be a little crazy to begin with, so it wouldn't be unheard of for one to suddenly... snap. Possibly kill her entire family with a butcher knife. Double murder-suicide, neat and clean.

      The man in the passenger seat has the knife.

      We pull up the gravel driveway. The other three men silently open their doors and step out. I hide a grin by turning toward the empty road as I step out of the car. No one's coming.

      The plan is to enter the house and kill the parents, then ambush the girl when she comes home from school.

      Neat and clean.

      Except.

      Her father died ten years ago.

      Her mother died even before that.

      And Jane Doe is a really stupid pseudonym.

      The only person in the house is the lodger who rents out the basement. That lodger is an Extranormal himself, a young black man who's trying to lie low. Obviously, that's not working out.

      I can sense him in the front entrance of the house, ready to attack the first man who comes in. I give the all-clear to the other men.

      The man with the knife kicks open the door and walks into an ambush. I shoot the other two in the back.

      Once upon a time, there was a man in a black suit. The man was supposed to sit in the back of a black car, and break into a house, and help murder an entire family. While he was still alive, this man used to really hate shapeshifters.

      Scare Factor: 3/10
      Rating: 6/10

      Updated 09-09-2010 at 07:18 AM by 31096

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    6. Auric Reading and Vampires

      by , 06-19-2010 at 06:42 AM (A World In My Head!!)
      April 7, 2010

      Synopsis:
      Two vampires, former best friends, fight over my sister. People die. I don't trust my sisters' vampire boyfriend, so he gives me a gift. An
      auric reader. Later I relive the dream as a mutant! Semi-lucid.

      Night Time Note:
      Last night was my moon night

      Auric Reading and Vampires
      (Note: In waking life my older sister once upon a time had a boyfriend. Long story short, she married his best friend instead. But everything is okay, because he still showed up to the wedding as the best man. Now the vampires in my dream are nothing like them, except for the relationships between each other)

      I'm in a stuffy room with a bunch of older middle aged people. A lady asks me "How old are you sweetie?" I tell her "Oh, I'm 25." She responds "Why you don't look a day older 15!" Then my dad from halfway across the room blurts out "That's my daughter!". Uh, well this is weird. So I leave the room.

      I'm in a University/Apartment Complex/I'm not sure. I grab my art project and tell my sisters that I'm heading home. To leave, you have to climb up a staircase before you can exit the front door. The staircase makes a few sharp turns, so even though it's rectangular, it makes a spiral pattern. And when I say climb, I mean you literally have to climb the first few steps. I'm standing on top of the staircase looking at all the confused college guys below me. They can't figure out how to get their foot on the first step. So I yell at them "You have to climb it!". They look at me bewildered and shake their heads in frustration that they still can't figure it out. Are they drunk? Oh well.

      I'm walking outside and even though it's dark, I can still make out my car from the back of the parking lot. Wait a minute, my cars trunk is open? A small female runs from the back of my car carrying a large bag! "A thief? Someone is stealing from my car!" My sister who was right behind me, tries to stop me, but I run after the thief. She's wicked fast! She runs into the shadows and I lose her. My sister tells me that thief is the Urban Pirate. No one can catch her! That only made me even more upset, she stole my things!

      We go back inside, I don't remember why. A huge drama plays out but I don't remember all of the details. My sister dumped her boyfriend. It turned out, he was a vampire! He killed, ate and turned students into mindless zombies. When my sister decided that his best friend would make a better boyfriend, out of spite, he transforms his best friend into a vampire too. A kind of, well if I can't have her, no one can!

      I didn't like her first boyfriend, for obvious reasons. He was psychotic! The only times you saw him was when he was laughing and screeching flying down the hallway chasing his next victim. He was a loud, blood-sucking, obnoxious ginger head vampire. But my sisters new vampiric boyfriend, was a whole different story. Dark hair, dark eyes. The quiet type. Didn't smile. Didn't laugh. I didn't trust him.

      He knew I didn't trust him. He knew I didn't like him around my sister, he's a vampire after all! To win my trust, he gives me a present. It's an auric reader. The strange device floats above my palm and spins like a compass trying to find north. Then it glows! It shows me the colors of people's auras. And it reveals any hidden energy.

      The
      auric reader was showing me something strange. A green toxic energy, an almost putrid green was floating just in front of me. I look around to see who this toxic energy belonged to, but there was nobody there. It's some sort of demon! The green energy swells and then enters the dark haired vampire. Well if he wasn't bad before, he is now!

      I grab my sister's arm and we quickly run away. Now there are two insane vampires on the loose. We hide in the restroom. It wasn't a smart idea, it was just the first thing that popped in my head. My sister gets sick and nearly throws up on me. I'm vomit-phobic so I'm prettying much screaming "OH MY GOD!" She apologizes but she's looking sicker by the second, like she could die from this. Wait, don't you have to die before you can become a vampire? Oh no! Did he bite my sister?

      My sister tells me we can hide in this bathroom cabinet. 1) I'm thinking, you'll throw up on me for sure 2) He's a vampire, he'll sniff us out. "No! We can't hide here!". I get a sense my sisters new boyfriend is already at the door. He's wriggling the door handle telling me to let him in! He tells me an elaborate story how he fought the demon, and a dozen zombies too. He also tells me what a good vampire he is, he hasn't killed anyone, unlike his insane best friend. But I don't believe him, what should I do? Then I remember my
      auric reader.

      I let it float above my palm again. It reads through the door and shows me his aura, it's the deepest indigo I've ever seen. Well no human is this dark, but it's not toxic, or putrid - just really really deep. So I decided this was an okay color. I open the door and he helps my sick sister out.

      The ginger vampire turned the entire school into mindless zombies! Together we gather the remaining members of my family trapped in this huge place. I use my
      auric reader to watch out for any unwanted energy. That firey red must be the ginger vampire, let's go another way.

      Now that my whole family is gathered, I find a way out for us. We just need to help my sister down these steps, and the fresh air will heal her. She only needs to leave the building to stay human! But her boyfriend started to distract my sister from leaving the building. I get angry and yell at him "I'm not going to let my sister be like you!". He looks hurt! But then he lowers his head and lets me take my sister out the building.

      The cool night air heals my sister. I become slightly lucid and think "I want a happy dream ending so I don't wake stressed!" And then, we found the ginger vampire and the urban pirate had fallen deeply in love. Now the two of them were laughing mad together. A dangerous a couple, but at least their happy! The urban pirate starts to dance like a drunken wench, my mom starts to cheer and clap her on!


      I think I'm waking up. I want to remember the dream so I start to recall it. But in reality I'm still dreaming, so I just replay the dream again.

      This time as I replay the dream I'm a half mutated freak, complete with a tail. I met a boy. He was a born with a tail. Everyone made fun of him and his whole life he hid his tail in shame. Until he met me. We held hands as we safely herded my family out of the toxic building, tails wagging and all

      And then I woke up
    7. I Am Half Krakin!

      by , 06-18-2010 at 11:15 PM (A World In My Head!!)
      March 28, 2010

      Snyopsis: It's a bleak future. Atomic bombs and mutants. I'm a cat mutant! And I find my home in the countryside.

      Night Time Note: I recalled the entire day backwards, my little Dream Yoga practice. I fell asleep faster recalling my day!

      I Am Half Krakin!
      (say it out loud it's funny)

      At first my dream starts off very random. I'm playing a game in the hallway! I have a dual perspective. On one hand I'm riding a black bird, the largest mount of the entire game, larger than even the dragons! And on the other hand, I'm just a kid holding this black bird toy, a very small and tiny thing, running back and forth through the hallway. I give a friend of mine a ride on my black bird mount! Well, more like my black bird swooped them up from mid fall! They were terrified! But I told them there was nothing to be afraid because this is the most awesome flying mount in this game.

      At some point I stop playing and enter a busy room. My dream is becoming more stable and vivid. This room is large, with a several story tall ceiling, giant windows, and an open round center with spiraling stairs leading to the level below. It's definitely a public space, it was crowded with people.

      I fly out the window and my dream morphs on me again. I get the impression this is the future, judging by the tall super 'futuristic' buildings. Maybe even a space ship or two. I'm in an inner city courtyard/park. The atmosphere is gloomy here, depressing really. I see two guys speaking Spanish and I tell them "I've been asleep since 2009! What year is this and what's happened?" With thick heavy accents they tell me it's been about a hundred years, and a lot has happened.

      I get a bad feeling. . . Something bad happened to New York? I ask them about it and they say "Sorry, New York is gone. A bomb one hundred times-" And I finish their sentence "More powerful then Hiroshima" There is nothing left of New York! They tell me not to even bother going there, unless I want to become a mutant! (that sounds fun actually)

      More refugees pour into this mega city, some of them aren't human. I don't think I'm human either! The sky is very gloomy. The aftershock of another bomb maybe?

      I think about going home, away from this depressing city. Suddenly I find myself floating down the streets of an old city. Very old! The buildings in comparison looked ancient! Which I liked actually. Grass and wild flowers had overgrown the sidewalks. After each street name were two letters, CO. I figured that the CO stood for Colorado. But this Colorado was right next to the former New York state?

      After flying through the city I fly through the countryside. I realized this was my home! All the houses were gnome like, possibly cob homes, with grass and wild plants growing all over their roofs. The grass was so perfectly green, I knew this had to be my home! It was a little slice of paradise in frightening future with war and suffering spreading.



      I ran into a group of people who were just having a good time on the streets. I don't know any of them, but they seem to know who I am. One girl rubs my nose! What is she doing? But by rubbing my nose she made me realize the bridge of my nose wasn't normal, it was more cat like. She asks me if I'm half Krakin, and I say yes. Sure I am! I don't even know what that is but I guess they are cat people. Another girl sees me, and I guess she has a thing for nekos - she grabs me and hugs and squeezes me real tight as if I were her pet! I purr anyways.

      My dream slowly becomes nonsense with a game of animal paper dolls, and an alien drawing I made that actually creeped me out......(why did I draw it??)
    8. Nighthog's Archive: 25 January 2010

      by , 06-11-2010 at 02:52 PM (Nighthog's Dream Grind of the Mind)
      25th January 2010

      Didn't really focus much to do anything. Wanted to be lucid but wasn't really serious. Just had non-lucid dreams. But quite good recall though.

      The attack of mutants

      We are in some classroom kind of setting, I see people I knew in my school years here. But it's not really a school though. More some kind of command centre. I feel we are underground, I see no windows anywhere outside.

      There is a problem. People are running away from an area. An alarm might have been started. I go whit some other people to confront the problem. We must have some kind of protection to not be infected. It's just something we hold in our ear though. I think it's some kind of sound vibration or such that turns people.
      We walk into some corridor going round this room in the middle whit glass windows all around. Looks like a lab in there I think.
      In the corridor we meet the infected people. We have to keep them away from getting further inside the complex. It's safe as long we have our device.
      I walk inside the infected crowd without worry.
      We see suddenly that all the infected drop down. They managed to use the countermeasure.
      I walk to get past them. But I feel my device breaks in my ear.
      "What the... it broke" I use my finger trying to get out the pieces.
      "hey, look." I manage to get out a piece and show it to the others.
      They get not a nice look on their faces as they look at my face. But I feel all fine and have no problems.
      "We have a emergency". "XXXX has been infected."
      "What? I feel fine" trying to calm them down. I see them call on some communicator somewhere else to notify.
      "We have a XXXX situation here, be fast"
      Some people arrive and they start to push me to get me somewhere.
      "wait..." suddenly I feel something and crouch down on the floor. I feel weird. Like something is invading my mind. They get me to a lab in some other room. I need to crouch down often to vomit. People are careful not to get touched by it. I push people aside when I need to do it.

      Seems I've gotten some rare case going. They need to get it in control I guess. I see in the middle of the room this huge obnoxious thing. It's a cluster of some kind of mutations from several people united. There are rows of seats and like looking the same person in many seats and then these things attached from each and everyone to another. People are in the room without any protection or protection gear. It seems this thing is on our side. They will be using it's powers on me or something.
      "When they get like this they calm down a lot, seems they stabilize"
      "We are going to do xxxx"

      I am put in front this thing and I see it takes notice of me as each individual somewhat starts to focus on me. I feel something rush in my body and mind. I see this older geezer in military commanders uniform. I get a bad vibe from him. I point and shot something into him and he gets a sudden change in attitude from his evil leer. Something like a small head sized thing comes from the cluster and decapitates the commander.
      People are shocked. "he had informed our location" I start to say. Next the alarm starts to whine everywhere.

      "They have located our position" "A missile launch has been detected going for our location" I hear from the intercom.
      People suddenly realize I didn't do something so bad. I feel the rush and power get within me. I still maintain my own will and mind but feel the presence of something else whit me. I see a vision of a nuclear warhead in orbit going for us. They detect that just moment after. "A nuclear warhead was launched". "We must hurry".
      "I'll take care of this" I say to the people about and transform somehow and fly through the upper floor and through some kind of hangar I guess then through the ground there outside. People were staring at me in disbelief as I started to fly up and transform.



      The air battle

      It's evening and a little clouded but sunlight breaking through. Yellow-red sky. I see like the military complex underneath me. I scan and see the direction enemy aircraft are coming from. I need to destroy them.
      It's in the direction of the city.
      I'm inside this super aircraft or spaceship. I think I am the ship. I see it from third person view from behind. It's almost all black.
      I head in the direction of the enemy aircraft. They fly over a hilltop and I start acquiring targets by looking at them and the ship sprays out like these plasma lasers at them and one hit destroys each ship... I destroy a 6 in a second then comes another wave. I destroy them whit ease. I'm not in control of the shooting I see. I just need to look around and the ship shoots down the enemies automatically. I feel it's the cluster from before helping out. I'm destroying them in unbelievable manner.

      The aircraft are like these V triangle shaped grey craft shooting lasers.
      I'm now inside a city and they appear from behind buildings. I'm getting more control of the shooting now. Like using a game control pad to spray hitting the knobs like crazy to shoot out enough to destroy the sheer onslaught of enemies.
      I see some kind of fortress ships whit heavy weapons. I need to shot loads at them to destroy them. I start to spam missiles. They take out the bigger ships whit more ease.
      I hear calls in the intercom or similar from the base as I was battling these ships. I was spamming so much I was hitting the surrounding buildings and this wasn't received well I think. "be careful!" "no!" and "be fast" as I figure the nuclear warhead was getting closer.

      I was now out off missiles in the middle still many ships about. I destroy some more fortress ships whit the plasma laser weapons. But it takes many hits whit them. As I just about had taken out everything I feel power disappear. The ship is going down toward the ground. I hit a road... "Where did power go?" The ship is still intact but it can't fly any more. It just barely managed to hover over the road. I see like this tanks thing come from around a corner. It aims but I see I'm waking up..


      damn, I woke up.

      The city, and gangsters?
      A little worse recall on this one. It was actually the longest dream.

      I was interacting whit many characters going place to place encountering these rivals. We were much about arguing but there were a little fighting involved. We were like two groups of gangsters or similar.

      The interesting part were the fold-able weapons. All rifles and guns could be folded to the size of a wallet and then drawn out from that size to the full size of the real weapon. I was looking for to find the Ak47 version I had a short while but somehow lost. I liked that weapon more than the other or newer weapons. I had a Xerxes or similar named weapon at a time but I disliked it heavily and discarded it fast.
      I even picked up a sniper rifle that was fold-able in similar way. It was the size of the magazine clip in the beginning.
      One thing to note I was much floating about in this dream interacting. I was per see not part of one of the groups but more like helping them out.

      In a later part of the dream I see that I need to get to this guy before either of the two groups battling it out would. It would have been a disaster somehow if either found him first. It was a older geezer guy. He was like the old boss when the two groups were one.

      I notice my current power level won't do in finding and getting about fast enough. I've found this important person already and need to get him away from the others real fast. I try to fly but it's to slow and to low. I see I can activate this item to get back full control. I put together these two items and place them above my head and it creates this golden halo and my powers are back to the way they should be. I fly off in a haste and height getting away in ease. I had already put the informant the guy from before to a safe place and away from them others to find.
      I was now heading toward the real guy I needed to find. He was supposed to be at a cemetery.

      I'm above the city looking down to see where the place might be and I see it and fly off into it. I see there are some black clothes guys standing next to a grave. Looks like bodyguards.
      I get close and walk up to them. I think I meet the guy needed there. He was looking down into a open grave. Someone had just been buried.
      I look back and from behind the others have arrived and see they were to late or something. They were devastated by what they now realized. The guy at the grave had said something but I don't remember what.

      I think I went ahead to pick the person in the grave up. He came back to life I guess. The others tried to first stop me but were in disbelief when they saw him alive again.


      I'm the witch/sorceress

      I had like this memory recall from something before why I had became to be this woman in this dream. I was supposed to have been a powerful mage/warlock but I did something super forbidden and was punished by some higher order to become a woman(like the gods). It though hadn't bothered me much. I had been more pissed about their sabotage on my thing I had tried rather than the punishment. (I think it's recall from a dream I've had about that happening)

      This dream is about some of these adventures as this witch/sorceress now that I had become in turn. I saw much myself in third person here. Somewhat a RPG at times. But not all the time.

      A vague recall but I remember walking and interacting whit some people. We had a temporary group going for exploring or travelling somewhere. Don't remember the talks. I had somehow agreed to help them through some negotiations, I didn't like them at all though. They were weak or such. But I needed some people to accomplish something. They needed help.

      It leads to a battle at some point later. My group now only was me and this other guy and this creature. On the other side was 5 people. I think 2 of them were previously on my side but really hard to recall so could be false. They could have betrayed us.
      Either way we are in a battle and I see it from the side like a turn based game. But it was more like you had to wait as attacks recharged and could be used again otherwise you could just spam if you had quick recharge. I see some spells in the lower section of my screen-view.

      The attackers are concentrating on the warrior I'm whit beating the shit out off him. I'm wondering why no one attacks me as I'm the one really doing all the damage to their group whit my spells and attacks. My warrior friend can barely do anything as he is pinned in place next in front of me. The creature whit us has some ranged attack. I could think of it as a "wyvern" or tiny dragon if I try to remember it's general features.

      I keep throwing this ice blast and some kind of stun attack or thing that knocks them backward further away. The stun hits 2 people while the ice hits the whole group.
      The enemy group has 1 warrior but he stands around not moving forward. There are several different ranged attacks and magic's flowing out from their group I see. They also have a healer or two maybe one was a mixed class.
      I'm more of concentraing on my own team and view. I am clicking whit the mouse pointer on the attacks I have available. The ice attack is effective, it freezes and slows them down and they have to constantly use some spell to remove it. The stun hits the removers often so it's a struggle for them.
      I see my friend die... he took to much damage. I throw a stun and check their situation. I see they are all about to die. many have little life left. I go back to my side and see they hit whit a desperation much damage attack. My life is only 1/10th. I'm going to die if I don't do something fast I see. I see the item/skill I have... I use it my life is increased 5 fold or something and I see the other wave of their attack come it lowers it only yo half. Ok payback! (on a note, the companion creature is gone). I hit whit a new ice attack and see 3 of their guys die. My attack was powered up whit the item.
      the warrior is now going to attack me I see. he walks toward me but I pull out my long-sword hiding behind my purple cape and go for a attack. He stood no chance. I decide to go to the last person. Looks maybe like a ranger/druid. I use my sword to kill him also. I've won the battle all by myself left.

      I go now to a closer view no longer seeing this RPG battle scene thing. The creature appears again. "Wow now we can have the special items!" feeling seemingly greedy and happy. Somehow I have something else in mind. The battle was to gain some items that would be dropped for the winner.

      I go and pick up the first item. It's a jewel and gold decorated sword. "The sword of XXXXXXXXX" It's a "gold" level item. Rare seemingly. I throw it toward where I have my view from. Throwing it outside the battle circle or something to the defeated guys I had just killed in battle.
      I go and pick up a spear next. It looks like a huge lighting strike in the spear part and it's in made in silver I think." the spear of XXXXX" I hand it over to the guy I killed last. Next I go and pick up this small thing in shrubbery. "Oh, this is a level 10 item" meaning the highest most powerful items. I see a box whit item description pop from the item showing "10dex". the companion creature says something to the likes off "You should keep this" I throw it toward the ranger from before. They guy takes it says thanks and runs away.

      The creature whit me is unhappy.
      "What were you thinking giving away those gold grade things, we didn't get anything now" "we have nothing left".
      "Do not worry, those were not the real thing. They were just regular items"
      I somehow have a evil smile and look as I fooled them hard. the creature whit me seems somehow happy at my trickery.
      (though I never got any item from this in the end)

      I'm shifted to another part of the dream, alone now it seems. Walking some path somewhere I'm trying to find this other witch here somewhere. I'm not sure where her place is. There is a encounter whit a guy and we talk a bit. He recognizes and knows who I am and was. He knows the stories so to say.
      He also knows about the witch I'm trying to find. He says something about my powers and also about the other witches powers. I'm like to most powerful in creating doing what I do but the other witch is the most powerful in dispelling, countering that which I do.
      (can't recall what the power was)
      I get a comment about the "bad" if we were to join together for the world. How we would probably get the whole magic society or the likes after us.

      It ends up whit him showing the place where she lived and I go up and knock to meet her. She sees and knows about instantly who I am. Seems we knew each other many years back. But she is so much older than me I can't really figure out how. I'm in my twenties and she like in her eighties. She wonders about my appearance. She doesn't know the person she sees but knows directly the "energy" I have and from there who I am.
      "How did you get that appearance" "why would you..." she starts to say looking oddly at me.
      "Ah... I did something quite forbidden and this is my punishment" I commented. "Though I don't really care" I also say. As I thought she would say something about me trying to become a guy again.
      I now also get the best view on how I really look in this female form. I have dark black and brown robes and a purplish cape I think. I have long brown straight hair down to my waist or so.
      (I would say I'm hot! ) I had some hair ornaments to keep hair away from face. The robes had some kind of details here and there. Looked quite expensive.

      "So why have you come here?" "what do you want?". I'm there to gain something. But I'm in a bind. I have nothing to give, no items or no money to trade for it that I want.
      (have no recall what it is that I wanted)
      I change my expression a bit to show I'm in a pinned position. " Sadly I have no items.. nor any gold... I have nothing..." "The only thing I have is power!" I say to her. "We could negotiate for some kind of deal. I could help you out".
      She doesn't seem all to interested in having my help.
      I'm trying to also figure out how can we have meet before. I'm thinking about maybe she did take care of me in childhood or something. The place is quite familiar to me.
      I see the guy who took me to the place come in. He is actually her assistant.
      There comes back the idea about our powers. She gets a taste for the idea and reconsiders for me to help her out I'm thinking.
      "All right, you can stay here." the guy comes closer. "Show her, her room" she says to him. Pointing where I should go to make my place. It's a room in the corner. I look inside and recognize it... I've been here before. The room looks like a children's room. Maybe she really took care of me at some time I'm getting back to thinking. I'm certain I've been here.

      I place some of my stuff on the bed I see there. There is another bed also. The bed I'm thinking was my bed. I look back to the entrance to this door. Huh? is that metal bars and a prison door? weird. I'm certain that hasn't been there before. The guy closes the door and walk away. "Make yourself comfortable". Well at least he didn't lock it I'm thinking.
      He comes back shortly after... he locked the door. Well whatever I can just leave whenever I want anyway. I see the door as no hindrance. he has a awful sinister smile.
      I hear the woman talk to herself about acquiring me and my powers as they were her own. How powerful she would be and awed by everyone and unstoppable. How the combination of our both powers were such a possibility.
      I'm just thinking how silly she is thinking she really has me yet.


      Things start to fade...
      I woke up shortly.

      A report
      I tried to sleep some more and saw this.

      A saw like this document, report being represented in front of me. It was like the final draft before publishing.
      The title of the report was to the likes of "The Northern hemisphere Cooling"
      Like it's a new theory on global warming but a counter report to show that the global temperatures in the northern hemisphere will be going down, catastrophically down. I opened it up and took a look at the pages. It was at minimum 50pages in one bunch but there were a few "categories" where they had their own piles of documents in there.
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    9. Post-apocalyptic goth future

      by , 04-22-2008 at 05:00 AM (Visions in the Dark)
      Dream takes place in a bleak future where humanity has destroyed itself and all the existing styles are dark and gothic.

      It starts off in an abandoned house or barn with an oversized exterior through which an elevated train track runs through. The ledges around the house and near the ceilings are covered in bird feces and garbage and the whole place smells terrible, despite that it has several gaps in the walls and is quite drafty. I am looking around for shelter for the night. The gothic monsters and mutants created by the last nuclear fallout come out and prey on the surviving pockets of humanity when darkness falls. I am alone and scared and there is a strange tingling sensation on the back of my neck, though nothing is there when I rub that area. The sensation seems to increase at random intervals before suddenly fading throughout the entire dream and causes quite a distraction at times.

      Some of the details of the dream are hard to remember for the next few parts but I end up at some point on top of the train bridge when a group of people arrive at the oversized building. I think I scramble up there because I am not sure at first if the group are monsters or humans but thankfully they turn out to be the latter. At some point after the group arrives I grab onto one of the ledges near the ceiling and get my hands covered in bird poo. I think I was trying to get off the bridge but I slipped and flailed my arms for leverage and ended up grabbing the disgusting ledge, but the details are fuzzy. When I do get down to the ground and find my way to what's left of the building's kitchen I am surprised to find the the water is not only still running, but appears okay enough to drink.

      A man from the group arrives comes over to me and engages me in conversation. I do not recognize him from anywhere but his voice is soothing and I feel drawn to him because his presence seems vaguely farmiliar. He has short red hair and a goatee to match, violet coloured eyes and is dressed in a completely black suit. He is one of my dream characters whom I call Walter. He is oddly well dressed compared to the others in his group and myself as his clothes are clean and pressed while everyone else is wearing layers of dirty and ragged peices of clothing, mostly whatever they could get there hands on. Most fashions appear stereotypically gothic or Victorian in style. Even though I know his name to be Walter, he is refered to as Mr. Black by everyone in this dream, inclusing myself.

      After I have cleaned up, Mr. Black and I rejoin the group, though they do not welcome me as warmly as my new companion did. They seems distrusting and hostile and while I cannot place it, there is something about their general behaviour that unsettles me, though I cannot put the feeling into words nor do I feel comfortable stating my concern to my new friend lest I upset him. In what is left of a living room or a lounge, and underneath the train bridge, there is a relatively closed off room with a black fire marble fireplace which seems in fairly good condition compared to the rest of the building. A fire is started and the group huddles in a circle. Several people in the group, including an old woman with a hand-woven pink shawl, close their eyes and begin to chant in a language I do not understand. The atmosphere around us changes from quiet and creepy to downright hostile and demonic. The back of my neck begins to tingle again. I desperately want to get away from these people because my instincts are telling me that something is wrong.

      I try to stand and flee but Walter grabs my arm and pulls me back down beside him. He hands me a blue crystal goblet and tells me to place it in the fire. When I do so the room fills with a blue aura seems to paralyze those who are chanting, some of who who were trying to stand. The chanting people open their eyes, which begin glowing an evil red, and the old woman in the pink shawl begins to hover. The people who are not chanting or turning into demons scatter in a panic. Outside of the building the screams and moans of monsters can be heard and it sounds as if they are drawing closer. The people who run outside in terror no doubt meet a terrible fate at the hands of the waiting creatures.

      Mr. Black finally stands up and pushes me behind him. He suddenly has a long silver sword with which he stabs the nearest demonic chanter through the heart. The demon screams in an inhuman high-pitched way before burning up in a blue flame and becoming a pile of black ash. This is repeated several times before all of them are dead. I am scared at first but my fear quickly disapates because I feel safe in the presence of Walter, whom I know is a skilled warrior. Despite the fact that it is still dark outside Mr. Black tells me to follow him and he climbs on top the the train bridge and heads outside.

      We walk in the foggy dark for a long time, the noises of mutants all around us in the dark, until dim yellow lights appear ahead of us and the track suddenly dips down to a cobblestone street. Despite being at ground level there are no monsters around to harass us.

      There are buildings on either side of the street but they appear unihabited and in complete darkness. The details of this part of the dream are a bit fuzzy but we have to get to a trolley car or something, before some other people do, while avoiding more of the demonic chanters that appear at random. The back of my neck begins to tingle again and it is very intense, though there is nothing touching that area of my body and I am becoming annoyed at the sensation. The is something about going underground and wandering through large grey tunnels, but the details are fuzzy. We end up coming out of a water drainage pipe into what appears to be the remnants of a city square, with a crumbling fountain and running into a group of people or monster we were trying to avoid.

      Some how we end up back at the oversized building from the start of the dream when day arrives and there is something about magic and a ritual being performed by another group of people who have arrived there. It is being overseen by a young man with short whitish blond hair who has a rude and condensending attitude. I choose not to participate and instead go into what's left of the kitchen where a bloody Cabage Patch doll's head is trying to crawl it's way out of the sink under it's own violation.


      I wake up in a cold sweat. When I do wake up, the back of my neck is tingling like it was in the dream, though there is no apparent cause for it since there was nothing touching that part of my body. It was weird.
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