TaintedViking

Fragment Wedding
Non-Lucid

I was being married to my girlfriend of 2 years. The ring I had gotten her was humongous. The stone stuck out of the ring about 2 inches. It was ridiculous, but in the dream she loved it. All throughout the dream, there was this humongous ex-boyfriend of hers that I hated, but she invited him anyway. I'm a big guy, but this dude was damn imposing. He was about 8 feet tall, probably 450 lbs. Periodically through the dream, I'd walk up and he'd stand in my way, and I would have to ask him to move. We prepared for the wedding, setting everything up. There were large white vans with chairs and equipment inside. The wedding was to take place in an open, grassy park. We spent most of the dream setting up, and then the rest hanging at a reception. I don't remember the ceremony itself, but we were hanging out with everyone afterwards. Towards the end, the big ex starts throwing knives at me. He misses all four knives. I turn around, pick them up, and begin throwing them back. (I throw knives in RL, so naturally I'm really amazingly good in my dream) I stick 2 of them in his chest, and one in his solar-plexus region. The fourth hits him in the arm, where it joins his body, but it doesn't hit right and falls to the ground. He gets mad, and picks it up, and throws it back once more, hitting me in the chest. There isn't any pain, though I do realize the danger of having a knife that close to my heart. He starts throwing the other knives, but still misses me on each throw. I am worried that the knife in my chest will get bumped or something and pierce my heart, so I do the *smart* thing and pull it out. I start to throw the bloody knife back again, wondering how many more shots it will take to kill this guy, and I wake up.


Fragment Old Ladies
Non-lucid

This may be part of the previous dream, but I'm not sure. I am in this church type building. It's very very old. I'd guess late 1800s. There are vertical wooden board walls, and a stone fireplace, and somewhere in the building was a large grandfather clock. I remember there were 3 old ladies sitting in the main room on the bottom floor talking about the games their grandsons play. It had something to do with being on each other's shoulders, and tackling. I can't remember many specifics, but at the time the game sounded fun.

I don't remember much of what happened here, but I'll relate what I can. I had long LD which lasted 30 mins or so. In this dream I had a FA, and caught it with a RC. This sparked my initial lucidity. I had been reading Madmonkey's journal the night before, and decided to try some of the things he talked about. I tried to make a ball of electricity. It didn't work out too well. I then tried to shoot electric bolts out of my fingers, that worked a lot better. I began shooting at DC's, though I don't remember why. Somewhere later in the dream I decided to look at my hands. I had seven fingers lol. I didn't even need to count the fingers, I just knew instantly that I had seven. At some point, I had another FA, which I also caught, and continued wreaking havoc with my cool dream powers . I also tried to use Mzzkc's Archetype control. This worked out pretty well, I used his example and pulled out a calculator and adjusted the brightness of the dream. Then I pulled out the board which I had decided a month or so ago would control the main aspects of the dream control, clarity, and length. I cranked up the control and clarity, and the dream instantly became clear, not blurry. Also somewhere along in there, I tried to stabilize the dream by rubbing my hands together and feeling my jeans. I don't remember very much of this dream because I was exhausted when I woke up and went back to sleep instead of writing it down. I am super excited about it and will try and wild tonight. I'll make sure I go through all the stabilization stuff before I try to do anything fun. Tonight I'm going to shoot fireballs.

Mexican Excursion
Non-lucid

I'm driving on what I recognize in the dream to be I-69 S, a highway I used to take to get to my girlfriend's old house. I miss a major dreamsign here, because I know for a fact that I69 doesn't go south, it only goes north of my house. Anyway, I'm driving down the highway, and see the sign for the Mexican border. Oddly enough there are no checkpoints, tollbooths or anything, just a sign. I decide 'What the heck, I'll go on a little adventure, I'm not doing anything today. So I head on into Mexico. For some reason I'm driving on a bridge over a forest now, I look down and see thousands of trees as far as the eye could see. I'm distracted by something and I drive off the bridge. I guess I got knocked out, when I came to, my car was no where in sight. I call my mom, and say 'Guess what?' She apparently knew I was driving near the Mexican border, because she says 'You didn't decide to go to mexico just because you were driving so close did you?' I laugh and tell her I did, only I accidentally drove off the bridge. She sighs and we hang up. I start searching for my car, still chuckling to myself about how she knew what I did. There is a large, slow moving river with several logs laying across it. I cross the river, and start searching in the direction of the US. I climb a hill, and find a man at the top. The man doesn't speak much English, but he speaks more than I speak Spanish. He asks me if I have lost my car (ROFL). I tell him I have, and ask him to help me find it. He agrees and starts asking me questions about the car in English. I answer him in Spanish. (I managed a fast food restaurant for a year or so, and picked up a bit of Spanish from my cooks)

Jump

We are now in the sewers. It's not stinky as you might imagine, but it's dark, damp, and a little chilly. I am not looking for my car anymore, I am looking for a little girl. He thinks she might be in here, so we continue searching. We find a child's doll on the ground, in a spot of light shining down through from the surface. We turn down that corridor, and reach a small room. (Like the sewer rooms from Oblivion) He turns around and pulls out a pistol. He speaks perfect English now, and tells me his story. Of course I don't remember the story lol. He is pointing a pistol at me the whole time, and the little girl is behind him. After he finishes his story, I take his pistol, point it at him, and with the girl, start backing out of the room. After we get out, we turn around and start running. The man's younger associate comes runnning after us with a Kriss smg (I had read an article about them the night before) He catches us and we are now in a tiny cage, barely enough room for us both. He holds up the cage, and suddenly I've got long, slender, razor sharp teeth. I decide I feel like an animal in this cage, so I bite his fingers. I imagine how painful that would be, having my long teeth tear into his flesh. Ouch. He lets go of the cage, and catches it with his other hand. Then he stupidly holds it by the bars again, so I give him another chomp.
I wake up.
I now notice that not once in the dream did I see the little girl. Also the man who I met in the forest looked like Mr. Panucci from Futurama. LOL

Cruise Ship
Non-lucid

This one is from several nights ago, I just hadn't posted it online. It was pretty strange, and confusing even just after I woke, not to mention nearly a week later... But here we go anyway
We are in some sort of fancy cruise ship. There is red carpeting with gold trim in all the corridors. The walls are stained cherry, and there are gold/brass fancy light fixtures protruding from the walls at regular intervals. To my right is a super old telephone, it's hooked up to a pc so that guests can make calls on the old phone, and still get the experience, even though the technology is outdated. I get the sense that I and several others have been transported through time and find ourselves on this ship.[/INDENT]
Everything gets very vague after this point.
I've got a sense of being forward in time, seeing problems in the world. Friends are dead. Relationships are ruined. We return home and fix the problems that I saw in the future. As a final act, I must go into an abandoned movie theater. I'm trapped in here, but can communicate with the outside world. There is an old man on the outside with a map of the realm I'm trapped in. He sits staring at it, while on the inside, I'm trying to find a way out. After a while, he figures out that it somehow relates to chess, he circles a few spaces on his map with a sharpie, and I play a game of chess with an unknown force, and escape. Hurray!

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Weird Movie
Non-lucid

I seem to be watching a movie. I'm not participating at all in this dream.
The dream begins with very cintematic camera angles. It shows the stomach of a woman. Then a hip with a thong being tied around it. Lips with lipstick being applied. Eyes with Eye shadow being applied. Camera zooms out to reveal it was all done by a 14-15 year old girl. I get the sense that this is a whorehouse in Britain. A 20ish boy knocks on the door, and is answered by an overly made-up woman of 45. She tells him that the girl is not ready yet because he's too early, and tells him that he knows that. In effort to keep his business, she calls another girl to come in and 'keep him busy' until the young girl from the beginning is ready.
A 20ish girl enters the room, and begs the older woman 'Nooo, please nooo!' etc. Girl and boy go into a side room. Boy appologizes for what he said to her last time. I get the feeling that it was very terrible for her. She says 'I thought you went back home.'
The boy replies 'I did but when I saw the British space shuttle on the news, I had to come back.'
I wake up. Lol that was wierd.
I reach for my dream journal to enter my dreams. I am still in bed, with the notebook on my lap, pen in my fingers trying to recall my dreams.
I wake up again... Wow, my first FA.
It's funny though, when I wake up for real I can still feel the lasting feeling of the pen between my fingers. I RC to be sure, and sure enough, I'm really awake. Oh well.

I had my second DILD ever, first since joining DV. It was only a few seconds long and pretty hazy, but it was still a step. I was standing next to a parked blue sedan. I guess I RC'd into lucidity, but I don't remember. I notice things are hazy, so I try to use Mzzkc's Archetype control to get more clarity and control. I try and pull out a board with knobs labled 'Lucidity', 'Clarity', and 'Dream timer'. I decided that this board would be my archetype for master controls for LDing. I figured before hand that whenever I needed to, I'd pull out the board, and crank up the knobs to increase control, lucidity, and hopefully, dream time. Anyway, I tried to pull it out, only it didn't quite work. It was sort of like the board was ghostlike. I tried to turn the knobs anyway, but it didn't work. I ran to the corner of the parked car, and then lost the dream. It was really short, maybe 15 seconds, but it's a step anyway. I hope to get the archetype board working, so I have more control in LDs

Church Play

Non Lucid

Dreaming about running around this camp type area surrounding a huge church which had been in my dreams a few years ago. It's made of stones with mortar in between, big stain glass windows, nothing too fancy. Small parking lot surrounding immediate area, and further out, were open fields of short, green grass with sparse trees. Further still was a forest. I don't remember too many details but I was running around, maybe hiding from someone. I was mad, I was breaking things, and being destructive. Then people were attacking me, and I was fighting them off. They were organized. Maybe SWAT. Idk

My Girlfriend woke me up and talked to me for a few minutes, then she left and I went back to sleep.
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Part2
Lucid w00t!

I am back at the same church. I am about 4 feet away from the wall. Between me and the wall is a decorative section with bushes and small river stones. I pick up one of these stones and hurl it at the window. The window spiderwebs, and I move on. (Here is where I realize I'm lucid) I feel that I'm in Spartan Armor (I was playing alot of halo 3 the day before) I look up and see parked in one of the spaces is a WWII tank like the one in the picture above. The lower half is painted gunmetal gray, and the turret part is white with a blue lightning bolt on it. The turret adjusts and levels at me, and I realize it's about to blast me. I start running for it, and I'm running in slow motion. All the while I'm thinking 'Man this is so amazing! I'm actually controlling this!' I finally reach the tank, it still hasn't fired. I jump up on to the turret and the momentum of my run slides me across it to the hatch. With one hand I lift the hatch, and with the other I grab the driver by his shirt and lift him up. I then take hand which opened the hatch and with all my strength, I hammer him in the face with a mighty punch. I wake up.

This is my first Lucid since joining DV. Before now I had only had 2 lucids and they were both DILDs. It only lasted 45secs or so, but it was awesome. I'm not sure if this is a DILD, or a WILD. I believe I was lucid from the beginning, I just didn't realize it. Idk, if anyone can shed any light on it, I'd be grateful.

Also, this was the first time I've every been able to punch someone in a dream. I've tried many many times before, but it's always felt like I was punching under water. My arm and fist would move so slowly that it would barely have any momentum when it reached it's target.

Scamming
Non-Lucid
I am on a beach in a small bay. Its fairly hot, and extremely sunny. Families with children are scattered about and teens are playing frisbee to my left. To my right is the ocean. Across the bay, there is another beach with more families, and at the top of the beach, there is a small building with large windows, though I can't see into them. Beside the building there is a parking lot with really nice cars.
Jump
A DC child approaches me, and I ask him what's in that building on the other side of the bay. He tells me the 'Scammers' are on the other side, and that I should go and check it out. I'm wary of these 'Scammers' but go to check it out anyway. I walk down the beach and into the water. There are several families swimming around, I avoid bumping into the playing children, and climb up onto the sand on the other side of they bay. I approach the building and go inside. There are double doors, exactly like one of the side entrances to my old highschool (Another reason to be cautious about this place ) I pass a front desk, which the attendant is either missing or is not paying attention because I am not stopped. I walk down the main hallway and see a large room full of well dressed college age kids listening to someone give some kind of lecture. I slide in the back of the room and sit down to listen for a bit. There are diagrams of robot vacuum cleaners drawn up on a chalkboard, beside the diagrams are paragraphs of information, stats, and features of the individual models. Some kid asks a question about the sensing unit on the vacuum they're talking about, and it had something to do with crystals. [Things get hazy here] There is something later about a pool cleaner robot that looks like a red dragon on wheels with a clear belly where debris is stored and bristles on it's mouth for cleaning corners. I get up and leave the class and begin walking around the halls. There is something going on about a stolen memory chip. I see the person who stole it running down the hall, and around the corner. Following closely behind is 2-3 security guards yelling for him to stop. Somehow he is killed or knocked unconscious, and I am alone in a supply closet or possibly an elevator with his body. I check his pockets and find the memory chip as well as a Walther P.99. I pocket the pistol, but keep the chip in my hand. I wander around looking for the exit, and find a restricted area. Of course I enter the restricted area. I walk down the now narrow corridors watching for security cameras, still holding the stolen chip in my hand, with the pistol now in the other. I come up to a secretary desk, and standing around it is older versions of the college humor staff (LOL) Pat, Amir, Sarah, and Jake are all talking, and greet me when I approach. I notice that Jake has long white hair, and is sitting in a wheelchair. I hear a woman shouting. They're looking for me and the chip again. A DC (A girl I used to work with, Brittany) runs up to me and tells me that I have to hand over the chip. I raise my pistol and put it to the chip. I've got a hostage now. The data on the chip is apparently worth quite a bit to them, so I figure this is a good way to get out. I start walking backwards towards the exit with the chip still held hostage, all the while Brittany is trying to get me to hand it over, walk away, etc. We get outside and stand in the parking lot. Brittany points to a car and offers to do something with it, (Maybe supe it up so I can escape with my life or something like that) if I just hand the chip over. She points to a car that sort of looks like mine, I figure she thinks it is mine, but I tell her that's not even my car. She thinks I'm trying to trick her, but it's really not my car. (It was pretty crappy) I wake up.

Okay this was wierd

Jeopardy I was on some kind of game show, sort of like Jeopardy, where you just have to answer questions. They were asking me all kinds of questions, and I seemed to know them all. I was on some sort of amphitheater or maybe just a set, but it was large and had an audience. After several questions, this little girl stepped up to the podium with a note card and read a riddle. I had no idea what the answer to the riddle was, but the funny thing is, the game host seemed embarrassed by the little girl's question, and tried to play it off as a joke. After this, they told me that I completed the round, and would move on to the next round.
Jump
I'm in the jungle for the second round, there are wet green leaves all around me. Thick foliage hangs down from short, leafy trees. I am walking across some kind of bridge which winds all around this area. (I don't believe I'm on a tv set anymore, I think we're really in the jungle) The bridge, or walkway holds us up about 3 feet over the swampy water. The camera crew is setting up their equipment, Large crates of cables and lights are being opened up and their contents laid about the area. I remember trying to help the crew, and I'm sent to go find someone. I've got this blue stopper in my hand. It's about the size of a .22 casing, but made of plastic. I start chewing on it, walking around looking for this dude. I get woken up by my girlfriend, who is sick. Sorry dream, I've gotta go take care of her