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    1. Changing COD Name & Saving Someone via Non-Sequential Tasks

      by , 12-01-2015 at 06:55 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      01.12.2015
      Changing COD Username Never Felt So Hard (DILD)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I’m trying to change my username in a Call of Duty-esque related game, but as I’m doing this, I hear the bantering from two females that seem to have intentions of me not changing my username. I eventually do it, but it was just too annoying.

      Then, when I tried to get on a server, I think I had to step into a portal to get into a game, but when I did so, and went around it, someone immediately killed me. It was an Asian male, and he was wearing a gray shirt with dark jeans. He had long hair that stretched all the way to his neck, and was probably in his early 30s.

      I was irritated, and left the game.

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      01.12.2015
      Trying to Save Someone through Non-Sequential Tasks (DILD)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I’m trying to save someone, but I don’t know who in particular, and some sprite-animated anime girl with white hair, faded violet long trench coat, red shirt, and white tank top informs me that if I followed her instructions very clearly, I could save them.

      It starts out, or my recall of it starts out with her instructing me, as if she’s talking to me via mind voice, of having to save certain images in certain formats that don’t really resonate to their respective formats. The one that I remembered the most out of the rest was her telling me to save a picture of Tsunade from the Naruto Shippuden series smiling in an .android format.

      I was easily able to find an image, but it was most of her face being cut off, and it was in black and white.







      I tried saving it the easy way of erasing the extension of the picture/gif, but wasn’t able to, for some reason. So, there’s this program that comes out of nowhere, the software-converter-ex-machina, which comes with all the formats I needed. I navigated through the software for a little bit, and it has some bland color of a dirtied-up vanilla, and the arrows to scroll down had this old Windows style to it.

      I eventually saved it as an .android, and the moment I did this, some black rectangle with green words were portrayed transiently. The girl professed to me that the next thing I had to do was play same sprite-based, adventure game on the same computer/laptop I’m on. She gives me a vague concept of the plot of the game, or at least the deterrent set up that would make it somewhat tedious.

      There were these female entities where if your character had their back facing them, they would subsequently slash behind your back, and it would be quite graphic a full of gore. I tried the first time to see if that would actually be the case, which it did. When I started navigating through the game, things became blurry for a bit, and I received some kind of message of ways I can figure out where I can find the person I’m trying to save. Within the message, I had two attachments of .xls documents, or Excel related documents. If I could figure out how to assess the instructions, the same black rectangle would show up on-screen with some green text, and a green checkmark with a rotating circle behind it confirming I solved it.

      I believe the Tsunade picture was part of the objective, now that I think about it. I’m on my way to figure out the second .xls document, but I can’t recall what happens next.
    2. Deli Mustard Salad and Losing My Car Over and Over

      by , 07-16-2014 at 02:04 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I was working at the coffee shop again, but it was much different. The only thing that was the same was that I had the same boss. It was sometime early in the morning.

      I had to fill in this tray with whatever the side item of the day was. There were things on it like potato salad, deli mustard salad (wut), etc. I had to make it so people who wanted to take some could scoop it out of the tray. There was a sheet that said which day got which side. There was another sheet that was laminated that had a description of the meal of the day. The place where the side went was blank, and was meant to be written in Expo marker each day, then erased at the end of the day so the new side could be written in the next day.

      I went to go look at which side item was the side of the day, and it was deli mustard salad, but mustard was spelled weird, like "mustrd". I used a small ice cream scoop to scoop the portions out onto the tray. It looked like chicken salad. I scooped the mustard salad out into a line on the tray. The first scoops I did were kind of small, so I made the last ones bigger. I could only fit about ten scoops on the tray. I didn't feel like that was enough, and some of the scoops started to blob into one another. I imagined people taking the scoops of mustard salad.

      Then, something about being in the shower at the house I grew up in with this girl I met at my old job named Brittani. I was naked, but she had underwear on.


      ~

      I was at a local go-kart/fun park. I was inside the building, wanting to get a drink. I looked in a drink cooler, and saw "Diet Mountain Dew Sprite". The bottle was green, like a Sprite bottle. I also saw a regular Sprite, which I picked up to get, but changed my mind and put it back. Ok, the Diet Mountain Dew Sprite sounds good (in IWL, I rarely drink sodas. I never go out of my way to buy them). I took a bottle and went to check out. There was a teenage girl at the check out. I had to either get something else or go look in the cooler, but I put the drink down at the counter and then come back. My drink was gone when I got back, and I couldn't find it. I looked all over the counter. I then saw it had been placed under the counter and opened by the check out girl. I said something to her about it. I don't remember her response. I went to go get a new one. I remember drinking some. It tasted like Sprite. I had really been craving it. I had the taste in my mouth throughout this dream.

      I don't remember what happened next, but the next thing I do remember is walking out in the parking lot, searching for my car. It was nighttime. I could not find it for the life of me. I went back inside, and stopped at the cooler to get another Diet Mountain Dew Sprite. I noticed on the tags in the cooler that they were buy one get one free. But I also noticed that they were all gone. The employees had them behind the counter, saving them for some sort of party they were having later. I saw that they all were labeled with names for the employees. I felt that this wasn't very good for their customers, especially since I also noticed that they had done that with many other drinks in the cooler. I thought to myself that I probably didn't need the drink anyway.

      I ran into Jake at some point later. He worked there, apparently. I told him I couldn't find my car. I remember getting in his car with him, though his was different from the one I remember. It was a used white car, but nicer than his old used red car. He drove me to a different parking lot, and I found it again.

      Except for I didn't really find it again. I zoned out or fell asleep or something, and it was, once again, gone. I went back in and found my husband's band's drummer, or someone who looked very similar. I remember being in a car with him also, but I remember him cradling me in his arms, or me sitting in his lap. This time, we went to a different parking lot from the last two. I don't remember if we found it this time or not. I had another zone-out moment in his car for awhile.

      I went back in, and there was an older lady behind the counter with permed, curly brown hair. She was also kind of short. I knew she was the manager. They were shutting down early for this meeting/party, and I "remembered" that they did that often. I think I said something to her about them hoarding the drinks for themselves. I don't remember what she said, or if she even addressed my concern.

      Jake was in there again somewhere. I don't remember much about that part.

      I was given this tiny red kickball that had monkey arms, legs, and a tail. It was alive. Its purpose was to help me find my car. I described my car to it. I remember it bouncing from car to car, and speaking to me as it did so. It found a car that looked exactly like mine, but it said that the license plate's first three numbers were off. I looked at the license plate, and it said "PPPPPPP". Yup, not my car.

      The monkeyball was explaining something to me as we walked through the parking lot. It seemed like dusk now instead of nighttime.


      I was then woken up by my husband's alarm.

      ~

      I know I dreamed of a couple of other things, one before the first dream and one after the last, but I can't remember them right now.

      Updated 07-16-2014 at 02:20 PM by 32059

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    3. Craving Sprite

      by , 07-19-2012 at 02:12 PM (Inside the Mind of Mattlantis)
      I was in high school, first hour, and really tired. I was in Mrs. Trimble's class (which I had sophomore year), except the room was on the far side of the second floor instead of on the opposite side on the ground floor. A few normal boring things happened, then I went back to my locker (also in the wrong spot) and got ready to leave early for a dentist appointment. My mom picked me up (after this point everything seemed normal, including her car and the street) and as we drove, I told her I was craving a Sprite because my throat was sore.

      IRL, I do have a dentist appointment today. My mom woke me up about 8:30, then I fell back asleep and had this dream. When I woke, my throat WAS kinda sore, although not as bad as in the dream.

      Updated 03-31-2014 at 07:15 PM by 23113

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    4. I Dream Like I Read (10-22-11)

      by , 10-22-2011 at 11:10 PM
      I am in a big cavern, surrounded my mermaids. In the dream, I want to become a mermaid. But, the only way to turn into a mermaid is to have this big creepy guy with black wings put this thing on my arm, put a yellowish paste on it, and rip it off. The thing is, the big guys scares me. So as I run away, I'm thinking "what the heck should I do now????" All of a sudden, I black out. Sometime later, I wake up in the Dark campus.* It kind of reminds me of a Hitler camp that has soda fountains and camarros. Anyway, I run into this cafe that is the centerpiece of everything, and reach into my pocket. I really want a soda, but they're two dollars and I only have one. I look closer at the menu and it says the Sprite's are a dollar! I'm like "yay!" (I can't believe that I was never lucid). I buy a Sprite. I don't have shoes on, only socks, so I slide down the floor between tables, past the one that Dev and AJ are sitting at. I go outside and realize how much trouble I was in. No one had ever escaped this place. But I'm determined to escape. I go back inside, yank AJ to his feet, and run outside. My Sprite has mysteriously disappeared from where I left it on the sidewalk. I sigh, but keep walking wiht AJ in tow. All of a sudden I "know" that there is a festival going on tonight. All of a sudden, the sky goes dark and its nighttime. Convenient. But I keep going, walking in between buildings until I reach the airplane landing field. There are a few planes parked, so AJ and I jump in. He knows how to fly the plane apparently, because he starts to take off. Guards are yelling at us, but since I'm escaping, I ignore them. Off we fly, with fireworks shooting behind us over the celebrating people. Most don't even know that we left. Next thing I know, I'm back in the cavern with a mermaid hugging me. I'm starting to think that I dream like reading a book. After she hugged me, my vision was filled with blackness, and a dark blue book. I was on the last page, and close the book. The back cover had a picture of a girl with short dirty-blond hair, just above her shoulders, with a small, darkish face with lots of freckles. It matched the face of the mermaid who hugged me.
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