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Notes Lucid Semilucid Non-Lucid

I do not remember anything prior to becoming lucid. This is organized to be written in a chat, so it is sort of a bulletpoint-type organization.

I was in a grocery store when I realized I was lucid.
I made everyone in the store sing for a short time
I ran into MrEnter and PewDiePie in a way I don't remember
I ran into 2 ladies (actually a sim from the sims 2 and my 5th grade teacher)
I decided to run around at hyper-speed with E. and P. for a while before realizing I had to stabilize.
I realized that I was on some sort of gravel parking lot.
I stabilized by touching the ground, which felt just as it was supposed to: rocky and really shifty.
I went on to wreck havoc for a while, getting some sort of riot to chase us.
I found out that my 5th grade teacher was my dream guide.
I threw her into the rioters, who proceeded to kill her with spears. (oops... glad it's just a dream)
As chaos goes on, Pewds decides we should get into his car to escape.
We agree, MrEnter questioning why we need a car in a dream.
After a while we crash the car into some kind of hill. The car's totaled, but no one's injured.
We step out to find ourselves on a bright road, no chaos, car nowhere to be seen.
We all decided to get a Delorian time machine and travel in time.
MrEnter (driver) suggested that we go to year 104.
I reply that it is dangerous as that was "Aztec time" (actually in the early 1000s)
I suggest going to the year 1774, but the others flatly decline.
Before I have a chance for rebuttal, Pewdiepie (passenger) sets the year to 104.
MrEnter speeds up within seconds and we find some sort of Native American tribe.
They wield blowdarts, and look over to us menacingly when we see them. They do not look realistic, but rather like they're part of an animated cartoon.
They chase us and we quickly drive back to the current year of 2015.
We find ourselves on the same road.
I had a FA and next thing I knew I was in a wooden chair with my laptop on a table in front of me.
I went to MrEnter's twitter feed to find him describing the Delorian part of the dream.
I note him on Deviantart saying that we may have had a shared dream.
Moments later he replies saying that it's unlikely, and we just had a shared part-of-dream.
I tell him about the first part of the dream (before the FA) in the comments.
I refresh to find that nothing has changed.
I scroll to the comments to find people complaining about a rushed Animated Atrocity.
I refresh to see that his twitter feed contains an apology about it.
He has posted a journal containing the Animated Atrocity apologizing on the fact that it was rushed.
I check my replies, but there are none.
I wake up.

Links: youtube.com/user/themysteriousmrenter (MrEnter's Youtube)
youtube.com/user/pewdiepie (Pewdiepie's Youtube)
mrenter.deviantart.com (MrEnter's Deviantart)


BONUS!
I walked into a traditional-style kitchen to find a man eating a blueberry pastry while a woman in the corner played intense, depressing music on a piano.

Vesterguard's Dreams

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

No recall from the night before this

04-09-11 Weeds themed dream, fragments only. Silas and Shane are there.

I find myself a big bag of weed and fancy a smoke, but I am missing the tobacco. I head for the shop and tell myself that I need to get rid of the tobacco after having smoked up, so I won't take up smoking cigarettes again.
…

I am in a museum or shop of some description and there is an exhibition going on in one of the back rooms. There is a poster on the building that explains that there are two types of fees that you can select between.

I approach the guard sitting in the museum and asks him what type of payment I should select. “entry fee” and “support”, are the two options. He recommends just entry fee, he doesn't believe I will be taking advantage of the full benefits of support. I end up paying 3 fees and feel a bit ripped off.

When I get in I am surprised to see that it isn't an exhibition on parrots as I had expected, but rather medical equipment. More specifically I am told it is Orthopedic tools and procedures, which makes sense when I look at the pictures and some of the people there.

Thure arrives and I wonder how he got in so quickly and if he has even paid his ticket. We wander around for a little while before leaving as the exhibition isn't that relevant for us. I feel a bit annoyed having paid the money I have, though I find consolation that at least they are being used charitably.
…

There is a blonde woman with us outside and it is late afternoon/evening I think. Someone asks where we are supposed to go and I point in the direction I know to be correct. The woman tells me that it wasn't the way we came and she would like to take the route she knows to be correct.

I let her, because I briefly doubt myself if I have made the right call. We start walking shortly after having a small discussion if it is OK to do it like that.

As we walk I look out towards my right and find a landmark I know. I had been pointing in the right direction, but we just carry on though the road I suggested would have been much quicker.

Notes: I am unsure if this fragment here is part of the above mentioned dream or the one below.
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I am walking through the streets at night, the place feels like Bournemouth though on retrospection it looks nothing like it.

There are loads of pushers walking around, selling mainly weed and hash. I keep just refusing them, feeling like I might become addicted if I say yes.

At one point I run into an Old friend, Mark. He is one of the pushers and I just walk past him like I have the others. However I look back towards him and he turns and looks at me, then recognise me and throw me a lump of hash free of charge.

The texture is very soft compared to how it normally feels and I can sort of rub it out between my fingers.
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Think there are huge chunks of the dream missing.

I am walking around in a field, which isn't a farmed field. The grass is yellowish and the sun looks like late afternoon.

We are a few of us there looking for either a monkey, a kid or a wolf. This whatever it is has threatened one of the group with a knife.

The knife has been found a bit up the field and it looks like a mixture of a scouts knife and a machete. Something is ironic with this thing that was after one of us, something about him being left out in the rain because.. argh.. shaky recall.

We hear singing and dancing behind us and turn around to see native Americans, or people honouring aspects of native American culture, singing and dancing around a fire.

“Awesome, that is cool” I say and from the right hand side two of our crew members come out and start making their way to join them.
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Birds eye view of Nancy and Andy (from Weeds again, nearly done watching them all I swear) on a cliff side. There is a small narrow passageway and there is a long way down, yet still they are fighting, slapping each other and running past one another.
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I am looking at a car driving through a tunnel. All of a sudden a person jumps from the side walk with a generous amount of clothes and boxes onto the front window of the car. She latches onto it and start punching through the soft fabric of the roof of the car.

The woman remnds me of Lisbeth, with rather big eyes and long curly brown hair.

The driver, a vampire, looks annoyed, but calm and collected he just raises his gun and pulls the trigger roughly in the area of where her arm is poking through. She looks up and I think is as stunned as I am that the bullet missed her.

There is a voice that beckons her to stay in character for just a bit longer, which she tries to.

When she gets off the car it is in a strange fashion. She sorts of slips down the hood and under the car. There is a small rectangular window from inside the car over one of the wheels, which are train wheels. Through this window/hole you see the woman get cut through the middle of her body by the train wheel.

Apparently this was part of the plan cause next thing that happens is that two grey vampires or demons come flying through the air holding onto the woman, who is now also completely grey. You get the feeling that she is receiving healing.

The perspective is no longer rushing behind the car but is stationary outside the tunnel. Along the two demons holding onto her there is also another demon that looks like a mixture between a dog and a horse, also completely grey, though I also have this feeling that the grey thing is temporary.

The demon dog/horse seems like the leader of the pack and is holding a vampire in it's jaws around his midsection.

We are preparing for confrontation. I see multiple vampires appear, one of them looks a lot like he could be in Kiss, with the whole black leather outfit along with half a mask completely white.

I believe the first wave of vamps is handled by our strike force, but the next one is handled by me. We have pushed into a large circular hall of sorts. I am using magic. I pull up these redish energy shields that bubble up from the ground and surrounds the people in the room.

I position myself a bit better so I can manage to cover all of us while still be in the front to face the vamps. They start by rushing the shield and bounce back off of it. Then I grab a few of them mentally and keep slamming them against the shield, which looks rather weird from the birds eye perspective I am in. This little group I have hold off is bouncing in between the rest of the vamps placed in the front.

After a while of this small chunks fall off the vampires and I know that the ones starting to drop this are done for.

The shield is still up and the next move I attempt I am not sure if I am successful with, though I think I am partially. I kneel down and point my hand, fingers spread out, towards the opposing team and start rambling in some weird language that I probably made up myself. The concluding word is Fuego!

The spell I am throwing is intended to send a wave of fire through the vamps, but when I look at it from the birds eye view it looks only like the first couple of lines starts igniting, though the flame wave is invisible.

I am back in my body and keep my eyes closed visualising how the vamps will just ignite instead, it will do the trick equally as good as the flame wave I intended.

While knelt down I get a stray thought of Raistlin of Dragon Lance and Cameron steps up to me and say “Brother, with your new strength you are decimating them”. He also sounds concerned if I will be able to hold it up for long. The new strength he is referring to is the Winter Knight mantle of Dresden so there is a big happy mix up of literary mages in me.

“Silence!” I shout through my teeth. Decimation is not enough. These creatures need to be exterminated so I call up the next spell. False Dawn. Should be nasty towards vampires and I again am watching myself from the outside, as I start channelling energy.

All of the group is huddled under my shield and there is a sigil appearing over me that looks a bit like the eye of Horus and is growing brighter and brighter. At the same time I look through the massive windows on opposite sides (if you can talk about sides in a circle), and it looks like dawn is coming.

I wake up, feeling elated and happy, channelling magic always seem to do that for me.
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My family and I are taking off, this is the last day of the holiday and as can only be expected they are in a hurry to get back. My sister tells me to pack up and get ready, because we are not going to wait much longer.

We are driving some big family car, quite similar to the one my parents have just invested in though with much more space in the back.

As we are driving I want to lay down and get a small nap. This mission of mine is complicated by the fact that my niece is out and about actually just walking around in the car. She gets over to me and starts talking to me, she seems excited and she calls my name in what I perceive to be her first words.

My sister and brother-in-law stand up and lean towards the back window so there is a lot of room for my niece to play around. She just won't shut up having just discovered language. I lie down and ask my parents where the hell we are anyway as I have no idea where or why we have been on holiday.

Poland my mother tells me and I think “fine”. I look up towards my niece and see that besides her now talking away like mad, walking around like there is no tomorrow she also has a full set of teeth, so I decide to look at my hand.

My hand looks perfectly normal, but the whole scenario is just too weird for me not to be dreaming. So I start flying backwards through the rear window and through it.

I spend a bit of time looking around stabilising a bit, but Chichén Itzá is on my mind from the start. I am in the middle of a village, where the shops and restaurants look like they do in Århus, but the city is much smaller and seems more like a village in the country side.

I ask around for Chichén Itzá and I am told that it is just up the road, however I think that the person who told me this might just be referring to a restaurant with that name.

Superman comes walking down the pedestrian zone and I think “Brilliant, you can take me there quickly”. So I ask Superman to take me to Chichén Itzá and he complains a bit about being super busy, but I insist that it will only take him like 10 seconds or so and he agrees.

So I run to catch up with him and then I see another Superman coming walking down in the opposite direction, great two of you will get me there twice as fast. I was worried that the first one might just me a person dressing up, and now I am sort of convinced though I keep trying to believe that they can really take me where I want to go.

They grab my hands and hold them above my and their heads before they throw me up in the air and I land maybe 5 metres down the road. Wicked, no cigar.

I start walking through and open restaurant, meaning the street just sort of turns into the restaurant. As I get to the back of it Line from my primary school class greets me and welcomes me to the reunion. I give her a brief hug and look around at the assembly. I don't particularly see anyone I recognise, but assume them to be my old class.

I excuse myself and tell them all that I have somewhere I need to be and jump backwards out of a window, to the surprise of my old school mates. They draw sharp breaths and sigh as they see my descent turn into a small flight step.

I fall from maybe 10 metres and is briefly scared of this. I look up to my left and the landscape keeps going up. There is a stream with some weird statues of really large pigs/cows (one of them reminds me a lot of the grey demon dog/horse from the previous dream).

I fly up the stream and notice some farmland on my right at one point and I know this zone to be unproductive for my efforts at getting to the pyramid. So I look to my left out over the village I have just been in. It looks weird like a small village with the buildings of a larger city.

The landscape starts blurring a bit so I verbally command an increase in clarity, which I am successful with. Then I look up at the sun and demand more lighting. Compared to the darkness of night from before I get a slight improvement to dawn like light. I keep shouting out for more and the sun obeys me but only in a small circle in front of me.

After a while I sense my speech becoming blurry and as expected wake up about 1 second after this realisation.