Thread: Nomad Chronicles

Enemies include some other dreamers who don't like us, the Templars who are remote viewers / dreamers working for secret government agencies to try to monitor what everyone does in the dream state, and they don't like shared dreaming because it's harder to monitor than other forms of communication, and there are hostile entities in the other worlds that sometimes come here and cause trouble. Fortunately there are a lot of friendly people out there, as well.

Why do they want to do that? Are they trying to stop us from being Lucid or Sharing Dreams with people?

I think just from sharing. Dream communications can't be regulated. I used to share dreams with just my bf, and we kept it very secret, and I never encountered Templars... only when I started dreaming with Nomad and he made it a public affair did we start encountering Templars. So I think it's the idea of wide-spread dream sharing that they have a problem with.

Oh ok so if everyone is in the same dream it becomes a problem and these guys want to try and stop that? How rude of them I would kick their butts if they tried anything funny with me.

Yeah. I usually ignore them, but sometimes they make themselves hard to ignore... like they attack first.

Yeah I agree but if they tried to attack me I would definitly try something cool on them.

Those arse-faces! I'd just blast them with vertical pillars!

We should all make an army and show these guys who's boss. There is nothing they can do to stop us from Sharing Dreams.

Nomad, I just came here to say that your dreams are truly inspiring. When I grow up I'm gonna be just like you, only myself

NOTES:

Raven healing me.

Preston becomes "Veronica"?

I play my didj for her, to do healing. I go into the astral to grab The Beast's astral self.

I do it a second time, and it wakes me up.

NOTES:

I am with an ex in a club, Riana, but she looks different. We are together. She keeps bitching at me. I don't know what the hell she's complaining about.

She looks like "Veronica" from the previous dream.

My best friend, Nate is with us. He looks at me intensely. I realize it's really him when I wake up.

The dream shifts like, the slide-pictures in pop-up books. Veronica is a real person, and so in Nate. The rest are DC's mostly. They look like energy.

Originally Posted by scottyo

the ones in his head silly.

Exactly correct. Everything is in my head. The Earth, the Solar System, The Universe, is all in my head. I am the creator of everything, even you.

Originally Posted by Anukramet

Nomad, I just came here to say that your dreams are truly inspiring. When I grow up I'm gonna be just like you, only myself

Thanks, Anukramet. I have a lot of growing up to do myself.

NOTES

We form a team, to help brokenalicia93. WarriorTiger, MoSh, Raven and others. We battle a host of crazed demons in the astral plane. There is a strange puppetmaster. We cut the strings, and rip him to shreds.

We go into her Inner World. It's pure hell. I freak out and scream. All the demons look at us. I absorb their dark fire, and blast it at them. I teleport inside the demons and explode. We kill all the demons. An army of bats fly out of my back and consume the bugs that the demons became.

I am pummeling the body of a dead demon. Raven places her hand on my shoulder.

"They are going to be back. These are Outer Demons, and Inner Demons. I want to kill them all. I am going to keep killing them until the end of time!"

We go back into the astral. Now, there is an army of wraith Templars on horseback waiting for us. Raven takes Alicia's dream/astral bodies to safety.

We fight an epic battle in a forest. I make fire shoot up from the ground. WarriorTiger is a giant werewolf. She eats them. Raven comes back and is Queen of Night. She blasts them with lightning. MoSh becomes a wolf with a snake tail, and multiplies. Others come to our aid.

They try to capture me, but I only let them have a small piece of my dream body. I use it to spy on them. They take me back to their hellish base and torture me. I laugh and spit at them. They keep telling me it's not a dream to try and get me to feel pain. It works a little, but not too well. I replace my essence with a nanobot with a camera on it to spy on them, and teleport back to Q10.

I am about to attack a minotaur that is there, when I realize it's Daygawn. Raven is there with him. She tells me she's not lucid. I begin working furiously on devices: anti-parasite, anti-mind control, spell auto-reflect nanobots. I slump over exhausted.

I am with Angel on a mountain. She tells me to wake up. I ask her why. She shrugs. I wake up.

***

I wish I had time to write more.

Does "the others" include me?

Originally Posted by WakingNomad

Exactly correct. Everything is in my head. The Earth, the Solar System, The Universe, is all in my head. I am the creator of everything, even you.

I hope you mean that in the Holographic Universe way because technically I created you.

Originally Posted by Portalboat

Does "the others" include me?

No, it was people from other dimensions.

Originally Posted by scottyo

I hope you mean that in the Holographic Universe way because technically I created you.

I know, right?

Date: unknown

Deep Dream State

I am on the Moon with Raven Knight. Something happened... I don't remember. I create a portal. "Where are you going, Waking Nomad?"

"Oh, I have a bone to pick with someone, Raven Knight."

"Fare thee well."

"Thank you, O Queen."

(I don't know why we were talking like that!)

I fall through the portal, riding a white pegasus. We drop to the ground. I make his wings disappear. We are riding through the Roman countryside, and come upon a strange temple. It looks out of place. I change my garb to a toga. I look like Anthony Bourdain for some reason.

I give my horse to a stablehand, and enter the temple. A bunch of mindless DC's are serving this nasty pasty Cesar as if he is a god. I am a Senator. I don't realize practically everyone in the room is a DC. I sit at a table stewing in anger, unable to eat.

"Ah, bring more! More grapes, more hog's heads! More roasted rabbit! More lark tongues, more Grecian wine, more leopards! More dancing girls of Arabia! More, more, more!"

"He's telling a bunch of DC's to give him a bunch of shit from his own mind. What a lame ass..." I think. For some reason, this did not make me lucid.

I am with a group of Senators. "Ready for the coup, my brothers? Ready your daggers!"

The other senators back away from me. "What? You cowards! I shall slay the tyrant myself!"

I run to the Cesar and grab him from behind, placing a dagger at his neck. I then realize some of the nobility are real people, not DC's.

"Now, you will witness the mortality of your 'god'! FOR THE REPUBLIC!" I slice the Cesar's throat. He bleeds, and I let his body crumple to the ground. The people back away from me in fear.

"Go ahead and arrest me! Hang me for murder of your tyrant! Let the birds of the air peck my bones clean in the town square! I sacrifice my life for love of FREEDOM!"

Cesar storms in through the front door. "You asshole! Why did you kill me?"

"Because, you're a tyrannical fuck."

"Hail Cesar, truly a god! Raised from the dead!" chant the people.

"Oh, you idiots, it's a dream, he can't really die." I throw the dagger, and it sticks in his forehead. He dies again. Then, he rises up out of the floor dramatically with smoke and shit.

"Hail Cesar! Truly a god!"

"Oh, shut the hell up you idiotic DC's." I stab myself in the stomach. I fall over as if dead. I make the dagger pop out as the wound heals, and stand back up.

The people gasp in fear. I point at the real people. "And you! Stop acting like a bunch of idiotic DC's. You are not some fucking nobility in Rome. You are in this "god's" dream, and he dressed you up in your silly togas so you'd worship him, you fucking idiots!"

Cesar rushes at me. He forms a claw like weapon, and grabs me. I drop the dagger as if I am scared, and say, "Oh no!" He thinks he has me, but it's a joke. I teleport away, leaving a puff of black smoke. I become invisible. My mocking laughter can be heard from everywhere and nowhere. The torches flicker and go out. I make the room very dark. Cesar strikes a match and lights a small candle lantern.

"Come out, coward! You enter my dream, just to be an asshole, and - oof!"

I turn into a werewolf and drag him into the darkness. I gently toss him around, handling him with kid gloves. He is frightened. I hear his heart beating faster, and I smell his fear. It smells like sweat... and urine... Gross. I drop him from my mouth. I make the torches relight.

The people now quiver in fear. Cesar is meekly pointing the dagger at me. I cover the floor, the walls, and the ceilings with black smoky tar that is me. I make mouths and eyeballs rise on growing tar-stalactites and stalagmites.

"Who... what are you?" quivers Cesar.

"I am the wumblethorp that galumphs in the night!
The gobbledygook greeding a gooey fright!
Slaplumping through the forest of Nod!
Here I proclaim, I am the god!"

I roar from a dozen mouths hanging from the ceiling and balancing on smoky tar spires. The Cesar poops his pants. I summon a female nurse DC to change his dirty didey.

I gather all my tar smoke gooeyness to myself. I am an eight foot tall werewolf with red eyes, made of pure black magic. I grab the Cesar around the neck, and lift him in the air. "Now, stop fucking with me and my friends!" I roar. "Even though you smell disgusting right now, you also somehow make me hungry," I growl. Cesar faints and soils himself again, and the nurse does her best to clean him up.

I grab the court jester and set him on the throne. "He's just as much a god as any one of us." The jester smiles contentedly, and starts barking orders.

The dream fades, and I wake up.

Deep Dream State

I rise up out of bed. I am my physical self. Veronica is in the room with me. "Um... hi?" I say.

"Dammit, Nomad! Don't you remember me? Don't you know who I am?"

"Um... no. Sorry, lady."

"Lady? I am only your wife from the future!"

"Oh! What? are we going to get married?"

"No, silly, in your future incarnation, Timelyst Knight. How many times do I have to tell you? Why can't you ever remember? You're such an idiot sometimes, Nomad!"

"Well, see our race went through this thing called the Great Sleep, and -"

"Oh, hush, you! I know all about that. I am still frustrated. Let me explain. Hey, let's get out of here. This place is a dump!"

"Hey! I-"

"Sh. C'mere, you!"

Veronica grabs my arm and yanks me through a portal. We are in the Biodome on the Mountain, but it's in the future, maybe a thousand years. We sit down. Veronica smiles at me. She has long wavy jet black hair, and violet eyes. She has a big beautiful mischievous smile, pale skin. She looks away bashfully and touches her hair. She seems so familiar somehow. We look out at the sky, and see dragons and pterodactyls flying with people on their backs. The City of Nod is full of flying cars.

"So, my lover... do you remember? I'm your witch... You're my shaman... and we're both..."

We kiss. It feels so familiar. We're both what? Angels? Angel! Am I cheating? Angel appears through a portal. She tosses an imp through it. She looks disheveled. "NATE? WHAT THE FUCK? So, I fight all these demon assholes for you, hunting these little bastards through all dimensions, and this is the thanks I get? Who's this little s- uh... what the fuck?"

Angel and Veronica look at each other. Though their facial features are different, their energy is almost exactly the same. "Who the hell are you?" asks Angel.

"I'm you from the future."

"Ok... weird. Well, I believe you, but... but... stay the hell away from my boyfriend, you cunt!" Timelyst Knight appears through a portal. He has a little leopard cub on his shoulder. "Who's that? What the hell? Future... you? Well, he, you look kinda hot..."

Angel blushes and touches her hair. Timelyst Knight grins at Angel and smiles.
"Ok! Wait, stop! All these dreams, all this future self shit, shadow self, whatever... It's just getting too weird!"

Veronica gently takes Angel's hand. "Here, dear, don't be afraid. This won't hurt a bit. You'll understand everything." Angel looks a bit frightened, yet trusting. Veronica and Angel merge. I merge with Timelyst Knight. I feel his power flowing through me.

Angel/Veronica blinks. She has one violet eye, and one green eye. We are suddenly in space, sitting in lotus across from each other.

(the dream got too personal to post the rest)

Deep Dream State

I am in outer space. I am riding some blue creature that looks like the Frost Giant with tusks. Bubbles shoot out of me in all directions. Every bubble is an existence, a dream. Someone, I think, Chronos, the god of time, squishes me into a ball. Then, I get turned inside out. My guts are floating in space. My soul is screaming, but I am not in pain. Then, I get squished back into a ball, and remolded into a human.

I look like a Ken doll, sort of. I look like I am made of modeling clay. I open my eyes. I take a deep breath, and scream. My consciousness flies into my eyes. I am in another universe. It is full of planets covered in water. I feel disoriented. I want to puke. I can't. This is a dream.

AHA! I try to become lucid. I forget what lucid means. I forget what dream means. I forget what existence is.

I turn into a little white-blue orb of light. I feel free, and happy. I zoom from one end of this universe to the other. I sense my existences in parallel universes. I fly from one end to the other of all the universes. Then, I perceive an infinite number of universes. I laugh at the mind-boggledy-ness of it all.

I am suddenly asleep somewhere in a garden. I wake up. Am I Adam?
No, Adam was naked. I am wearing strange silk gold and blue robes, and wielding a gold and steel scimitar. I am wearing a white turban with a large blue jewel in it.

A horse runs to me, and I mount it. I ride it through the garden, and a desert, an ocean, and many other habitats at once. I try to focus on one world. It feels impossible. I give up.

I feel like I am just one tiny particle of existence, less then an atom, or an electron... Some little quark-thing. I spin and orbit a larger thing in pure joy. I wonder if I am actually a planet orbiting a sun. I feel things crawling on me. I realize I am now a planet.

I am very confused. My confusion frightens me. I feel completely overwhelmed. I tell myself I can't handle this mad dream of infinite sadness any more, and wake up.

K-TANK!

(I woke up with k-TANK k-TANK -k-TANK in my head... Then, I remembered this dream.)

Deep Dream State

K-Tank! I strike stainless steel in my forge in the City of Nowhere on the Moon. I slam my hammer into the steel, which is... my forearm bones! Ah, I must be forging my bones into a weapon.

Then, I remember how this happened...

***

I am half-naked in the snow in Canada. I am crouching in underbrush. A deer walks by. I leap out, and pounce on its back. I bite into its jugular savagely. It collapses to the ground. I shred into it with claw-like fingernails. I reach into the wound, and rip its artery out of its neck. I break its neck, so it dies quickly.

I quickly start a fire, and butcher the deer with a stone knife. It's fucking cold. I keep getting hypothermia for a second, then it goes away. Dammit, I need to eat so much food to keep the internal fire going. Fucking healing factor. Sometimes being a demigod sucks.

I fashion arrow shafts with the deer bones. I make a spiked club with a femur and a pointed rock. I fashion arrowheads, and use a bird's feathers for the fletches.

I make a small cache of stone age weapons.

I make some clothes for myself with the deer's skin. I dry the skin over the fire. It doesn't tan properly, but I don't care.

I make a sled out of the surrounding trees. I make a net with some vines and catch a huge wolf, and strap him to the sled. He is pissed. I roar at him, and he runs in fright.

I steer the sled to my destination. I catch more wolves along the way. I tame them. I become their pack leader, and we hunt together. After a few weeks, we reach my destination. A secret base of the Russo-AmeroCanadian-Mexican government in the depths of the frozen North American tundra.

I tell my wolf pack to wait.

There is a guard patrolling the outer perimeter. I sneak behind him, and plunge a dagger into his lower, back, then, choke him. I take his tools and gun.

I cut a hole in the fence and step through. I find a tool shed, and take all the tools I need. I dig a tunnel under the base, and crawl through a sewer line, then, up into a room with secret technology: teleporters. I return to my wolves, and place teleporters on their foreheads. They are now covered with bone and leather armor I crafted for them. I go back to the base, and I kick in the front door. "C'mon, you bastards! Come and get me!"

An alarm sounds, and red lights blaze. I run through the base, shooting people up. I let them catch me, and I laugh maniacally.

"Alright, so are you going to do it, you bastards? Have I passed your pathetic test?"

They restrain me, in a hallway and I pretend they overpower me.

The boss of the base enters. "So, Wolverine, you think you are crafty? You think you are sly. Now, I do not know if you deserve the gift, I so wish to bestow upon you my son... You are too dangerous to become Weapon X, too short-fused."

I break free of the guards, and grab the commander by his throat, and slam him into the wall. "Give me the adamantium, or I will crush your throat, and eat your evil heart."

"Now, let's not get hasty." He signals with his finger, at that instant, I hit the button on the teleporter, and my wolf pack appears, leaping out of portals, attacking the guards.

"I am a demigod! You will give me what I desire!"

Blue magic flows out of my head and eyes to the wolves. The wolves become werewolves. They tie up the guards, and the commander.

We go to a chamber, where there is a strange tank with a thick liquid in it. I am stripped of all my clothes, and sprayed down with a hose. They place a mask on my face for breathing, and lower me in. The werewolves watch the guards so there is no funny business.

The tank is filled with tiny silver sparkles. A fluid comes down the mask, and I am told to drink it. It goes into my bones. The silver specks fly into my flesh and stick to my bones, like iron fillings to a magnet. Every speck slices into me. I feel like my whole body is on fire from my bones to my skin. I scream, then, black out from the pain.

I dream of my birth... Born of two werewolves, in medieval France... they killed my parents, and tried to burn me at the stake. They thought I died... They buried my burnt body in the ground. I healed, and dug my way out. Century after century of suffering and pain, I dream of. I awake in a rage. I rip the mask off. Adamantium claws shoot out from my arms, and I slice the tank apart. The viscous fluid spills out.

The commander grins, then looks frightened. "You! It's you who killed me in your past life! Guess what? I haven't actually died yet, you bastard of the universe!"

I slam the commander into the wall, then rip his heart out. I take a bite of it, and howl. All the people at the base run away, and get on snowmobiles and jeeps, fleeing.

My wolf pack and I hunt them down, and kill them all. I find all the explosives in the base, and pack them at the center, then walk away, with a detonator. BOOM!

"Fuck, you, Commander."

K'TanK!

I am back in the Forge. Raven appears. She looks concerned.

"Uh, Nomad? What are you doing?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine. I am forging my body into a weapon. WEAPON X!"

NOTES:

In a mech with guns given by Mary and Marty... gatlin gun, huge gun like on the Starblazers' ship, and a claw.

Originally Posted by WakingNomad

NOTES:

In a mech with guns given by Mary and Marty... gatlin gun, huge gun like on the Starblazers' ship, and a claw.

You have to write this down one day.

Deep Dream State

NOTES:

Angel and I are two trees. Our roots touch and get tangled. We uproot ourselves, and move apart so we have room to grow, then plant ourselves. We do this periodically, less and less as the years go by.

We end up being two trees the size of mountains. All kinds of animals and plants live on us, in us, and around us. We become two complementary ecosystems.

Originally Posted by WakingNomad

Angel and I are two trees. Our roots touch and get tangled. We uproot ourselves, and move apart so we have room to grow, then plant ourselves. We do this periodically, less and less as the years go by.

We end up being two trees the size of mountains. All kinds of animals and plants live on us, in us, and around us. We become two complementary ecosystems.

whoa.