JD's Balls-to-the-Wall Awesome Dream Journal

19.12.2009

Ask Hell! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This one was straight up-weird and very dark. Not like my normal dreams at all. I can barely remember it, but what I do remember is strange.

I was in the upstairs of my granny's old house. There were a couple of other people around, I don't know who, but they were definitely female. Somebody had just died, and I needed to talk to them. One of the people I was with said I should "Ask Hell," if I could speak to them. The way to do this was to get a tin can, fill it with water, then talk to it. I did as instructed, and looked down at the water in the can. The world around me went dark, shadowy-black. I could vaguely see what was around me, but it all looked like an old sepia photo. A demonic face appeared in the water, and it started to boil. I asked about the person I wanted to get in contact with, but my request to speak to them was denied. The face talked (in a hissing/rumbling voice) about how people in hell don't get those kind of privileges, and started laughing. For some reason I started crying. The water in the tin was nearly boiled all the way to the bottom. As it was disappearing, I asked,
"Am I going to hell when I die?" The fizzing remains of the water-faced demon shook its head. Then the scene went back to normal and the water was gone. I felt extremely relieved, I was genuinely expecting the demon to say yes.

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20.12.2009

In a Bush (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was walking down my street with a girl I used to see, talking about some disease that everybody was catching. It was a warm, sunny day. I went into a petrol station and bought a packet of Wine Gums, then we headed further up the street. During this time, the girl got the disease. Apparently, all it did was make her randy as hell. She whipped off her top and dragged me into a bush, where she started kissing me like she was trying to eat my face.

A while later, I was in a large house. I had just spent the night with the girl and was looking for my clothes scattered around the upstairs. I spotted my red jacket over a chair in the landing and went over to get it. It was beside an old man, and I was naked. This turned me lucid, due to the embarrassingness of the situation. I put the jacket round my waist, then took a running leap off the top of the stairs. I flew too fast, and smacked off the wall above the front door. I lost lucidity very quickly, because soon I was participating in some bizzare healing ritual where about six of us stood in a circle with arms linked, raised in the air. I think we were trying to heal the girl I was with before, who was still upstairs.

20.12.2009

Duelling My Subconscious (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My memory of this dream is somewhat warped, in that I can't remember what order things happened in. There were a lot of FA's which chopped it up a bit- most of which I was 100% sure were real.

FA 1: I was in my bed, really disoriented. I had no idea what was going on, and I had a suspicion I might still be asleep, so I tried to roll out of my body. First to the right, where I rolled about half a metre into my desk which moved a good foot or so. Then I did a 180 degree spin so my head was at the bottom of the bed. This didn't even convince me. By this time my various blankets were a real mess, and I tried half-assedly to fix them and went "back to sleep". What convinces me I was asleep (apart from the easy 180 degree rotation), was that I had an extra yellow blanket.

FA 2: I was in the bathroom of my old house, looking in the mirror. My vision was a bit blurry, but I put this down to having just got out of bed. I was thinking about lucid dreaming at the time, doing my ususal mental exercise, "How would I even know if this was a dream, they're always so realistic!" I tapped the wall beneath the mirror with my knuckles, just to reassure myself of reality. I was literally 110% sure I was awake, it was so lifelike. Just for that extra guarantee, I looked at my left hand. About seven fingers!
"No fuckin' way," I murmured. It had been about a week since I'd had a lucid experience of this quality and I was very pleased. I went out of the bathroom and found myself in my current house. It was dark outside, I could see through the glass on the front door, which was at the bottom of the stairs. My mum was trying to get the cat inside and lock up. I went down to help. Strangely, there were two cats which looked identical. I picked up the imposter by mistake and it scratched my face. My cat is friendly, so I decided it wasn't that one. I looked to my right, and saw a blonde guy getting into a yellow lambourghini. I wanted a go in his car, so I called over to him. He glared at me and sped off. Annoyed, I hovered up to streetlight height and flew after him. Before I even left my driveway, I was slowed by an invisible force. I turned round, and saw a guy about my age with his arm outstretched. It seemed he was using telekenisis to keep me from flying away. He was looking at me evily.

I descended to waist height and prepared to take him on. From looking at him, I could somehow tell that his name was Johnny, and he was no ordinary DC. I tried to blast him out of the way, or throw him with telekenisis, but he resisted my efforts. As I thought about what I could use next, he created a fireball in his palm and hurled it at me. I dodged it, and sent one back. The fireball looked like heavily compressed fire. It was completely spherical, and much brighter than I expected. It looked like I was winning, until he sent out his Pokémon. Yes, Pokémon. I can't remember what Pokémon it was or what move it used, but it quickly overwhelmed me. I accidentally lost touch with the dream. At the time I figured it was probably due to lack of sensory input. I was just flying around, not touching anything. Or it might just have been the end of a REM cycle.

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Originally Posted by J.D.

This turned me lucid, due to the embarrassingness of the situation.

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Hahaha :D

Bloody old men...

21.12.2009

Vortex (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was finishing off a dream about being in a car crash in the middle of a busy freeway when I felt myself waking up. I tried to re-insert myself.

I was sitting back on the ground next to a concrete divider thing in the middle of the freeway. I got up and looked around. The road wasn't as busy as before- there was just one bus coming towards me, and slowing down. It stopped beside me and the door opened. The driver said threateningly,
"Get in or else..." He pointed a gun at me. I got on, just to see how this would play out. To annoy the driver, I ripped off the door and threw it away. Crowded round the middle of the bus was a group of guys with big guns, all glaring at me. I sat down and thought about what I could do to "fuck up their shit". I tried to make the bus fly, but couldn't manage it. I decided instead to try and suck the whole bus and its contents into a vortex, and leaving them all compressed to the size of a tennis ball. I focused my attention on a speck of dust floating directly in front of me, and increased the gravity around it. It glowed light blue. Soon, pieces of rubbish and loose items started getting sucked in and jammed together. The larger items and the people were unaffected so far, so I concentrated really hard. In the end I just hurt my head and woke up.

http://www.sxc.hu/pic/m/a/ak/aksoy/1...e_vortex_2.jpg

22.12.2009

Just Warmin' up the Core (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

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I was left in charge of a nuclear power station. It was a small concrete room underground, with a grey chair 1.5m off the ground in front of a computer terminal. To get down to the room, I had to drain a large, artificial, underground lake. I assume the lake was on top of the power station for extra security or something. There were only like two buttons on the terminal- a knob controlling intensity of heating and an on/off switch. There was also a dial to tell what temperature the "core" was at. Apparently the main reactor was waaay further underground.

I was powering down the core before bed one night, when I fell asleep sitting there. I was in a really uncomfortable position but didn't wake up until the morning. I woke up when I got a call from my friend Hugh, telling me to "Warm up the core." This I dutifully did. I then picked up a jar of peanut butter which had appeared beside me and started scooping out and eating it with my finger.

22.12.2009

Top Gear (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Me and my two friends Darren and Hugh were guest presenters on Top Gear. So including Jeremy Clarkson, James May and Richard Hammond, there were six of us. We decided to have a race round the Top Gear track. We were allowed to use any method of getting round. I went for roller blades. I became semi-lucid around here. I say "semi" because although I knew it was a dream, it didn't feel like "me" controlling everything I did. Kind of like a very close copy of myself, doing stuff I would do. It was night time. I took off round the track in my roller blades, reaching incredible speed. I was supposed to get round to the finish line ASAP, but I was having too much fun. I lifted off the ground slightly and flew over some grassy areas. There was one big hill in the middle of the track. I got up a lot of speed and flew off the top of it like a ramp. I shot up into the night sky, nearly at the clouds, then the wind caught me and I was blown backwards. I fell all the way back to the ground but landed on my feet.

24.12.2009

Bus Ride (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

A major dream sign I've noted (can't believe I didn't see it before) is buses. No exaggeration, since starting this DJ, I've had about 10 dreams involving buses. That's like 12%. I'll be keeping an eye out for them in future.

I've been having decent success with DILD's the last few days. I think of it as a lazy approach. I wake up in the morning, then just go back to sleep as if it were a WBTB, but fall asleep normally. I tend to become lucid naturally near the start of a dream.

FA in my old caravan. It was night time, and very dark. There were no lights on outside. My brother Andrew was asleep in a bed across the room. I saw a shape move on the other side of the door. (The door is made of frosted glass) A huge brown dog phased through and was now in the room with us. I nearly shat a brick. I'm not afraid of dogs at all in real life, but there was something terrifying about this enormous one which had found me in the middle of the night. I became semi lucid as it advanced on me. I was sitting up in bed and made up my mind not to run away from it. I leaned down so my face was level with the dog's and stared it out. It got closer and closer and I kept glaring at it. Soon our noses were nearly touching, and the dog's face was all I could see. Then it vanished.

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I woke up Andrew, who had slept through the dog's intrusion. I told him that this was a dream, but he seemed reluctant to accept it. I looked at my hand and saw way too many fingers. I showed it to Andrew and asked him what he could see- but he didn't give me a solid answer. I considered the possibility of this being a shared dream since it really seemed like him, but I doubt it was.

I looked out the caravan window to my left. There was a double decker, open-topped bus parked outside. I closed my eyes and tried to teleport on board. At first, I was pretty sure it hadn't worked, but when I opened my eyes, I was on the upper level, at the front. Andrew was with me. The bus started moving, driven by Idon'tknowwho. I kept looking at my deformed hand and trying to get Andrew to comment on it, but to no avail. We held on to the railing at the front of the bus as it went far too fast over bumps and round corners- it was like a roller coaster.

Interesting point on the shared dream, did you ask him about it?

I don't know if I really believe that they exist, I'd like to, but I dunno..

Yeah, he wasn't even asleep lol :P I'm a bit skeptical as well to be honest...

26.12.2009

Like A Bat out of Hell in a Silver-Black... Car (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I just about felt myself waking up. I couldn't even be sure if it was a false awakening or not, I was that groggy. I think it must have been real though, because I changed my position to something unusual, and was in that position when I properly woke up later.

I was just coming out of a dream where I was going to give some people a lift in a car. Easiest thing to do was to imagine being back in the same dream. I felt myself standing on the road, then imagined getting into the car and feeling the steering wheel. Somewhere here the visualisations became a dream. I got into the driving seat to find that some woman was already sitting in it. I said,
"Screw you, I need to feel this steering wheel!" and sat on top of her. I felt the rubbery plastic of the (unrealistically large) steering wheel for a few seconds until I felt stable enough to start doing stuff. I thought about the task of the month, but decided to leave it because it felt like too much effort and might wake me up. I then realised I had no idea how to drive. I thought about it for a second, and pondered how I would be able to do it if there were just two pedals. One to accelerate and the other to brake/reverse- like the way the triggers are in Xbox driving games. Conveniently enough, that's the way this car was set up. It was a big silver people-carrier, possibly a Seat Alhambra.

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I put my right foot to the floor and drove off. I realised I was only round the corner from my house, so I tried to get to it. I just hoped I could hold my concentration long enough to get there. The woman I had been sitting on phased backwards through the seat into the back seat, where there were a few other people. I turned on the car radio, and a CD came on automatically. Track two of Def Leppard's greatest hits came on, which is "Pour Some Sugar On Me". I wanted to put on "Action", so I pressed back, remembering that it was track one. For some reason, Meat Loaf's "Bat Out of Hell" came on instead, which was just as good as far as I was concerned. I sped along tapping the steering wheel and singing. I woke up before I got to my house.

Hah, maybe I could do something similar and teach myself to drive a little before I get my first lesson (which will be very soon).

Same, driving lessons for Christmas! xD Can't wait

Clear the roads!

26.12.2009

WoW... Tanking the Boss (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

If you've never ever played World of Warcraft, this might not make a whole lot of sense to you!

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I was playing World of Warcraft, for the first time in many months. I was playing on my level 60 human warrior, and had just picked up some epic leg armour. Then I was invited to a raid. I joined, despite knowing very little about raiding. They wanted me to be the main tank (cuz I pwn), and I accepted.

It was my job to "hold the aggro" (as they say) of the boss while everybody else did the damage. I was having no problem holding it, doing my old combination of "Shield Block", "Revenge", "Taunt", the odd "Heroic Strike" etc, so I started using some of my less commonly used moves. I looked down at the toolbar, and saw some buttons which were completely alien to me. There was one which looked like a green needle on top of a purple background, called "Poison Sting". I used that a few times, and another which looked like a turtle shell from Super Mario. This fired a turtle shell at the boss for very little damage. I was looking back and forward between the main screen and the toolbar, and noticed that the icons were sometimes in different places form where they were previously. I must have been semi-lucid, because I said to myself, "Bloody dream keyboards," but kept playing away.

In the end, the boss dropped some awesome chestplate, which I needed, but for some reason another guy got it, and my roll wasn't even counted. I was livid! xD

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Originally Posted by J.D.

I then picked up a jar of peanut butter which had appeared beside me and started scooping out and eating it with my finger.

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Lol'd.

26.12.2009

Hallucino-fucking-nations! (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was a bit sleepy on boxing day, so I lay down in bed for a nap. Now before this, I've never had any real hypnagogic hallucinations before, save the odd quick buzzing sound, and I've never been one to notice sleep paralysis. I got them both this time, and it was fucking weird!

I don't know how long I was lying there, but after a while it was like a switch had been flicked and my entire body just seemed to turn itself off. Over about half a second it became so I couldn't move a muscle- although to be honest I wasn't trying too hard in case I spoiled it. :) Part of me used to doubt if this bodily shutdown was actually possible while still awake- and I was still awake! I even opened my eyes a crack, but barely took anything in, just the colour of the celing with the sun shining through the blinds. After a minute, I felt as if my head had "lifted out of itself". It felt like my forehead had levitated up. I was really shocked, and it reverted almost immediately. I assumed this must be the HH's people rave about.

I then wondered what other stuff I could get my body to do. With that thought, I started "sliding" under the covers towards the foot of the bed. But I kept going. I slid maybe five or six metres before I thought of controlling this ride. I thought, "I should reach the end of this bed now," and sure enough, I felt my feet poke out from under the covers next.

Then my belligerant brother came in shouting about crap and ruined it!

28.12.2009

Zombie Apocalypse (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

After months of trying, I finally managed a zombie dream! Good times. Only thing is, the hordes of walking dead weren't enough to make me realise I was dreaming, hence the non-lucid. I did get a little bit aware towards the end though, which just made it all the more real. :( Details are a bit sketchy, since it was nearly 24hrs ago I had this dream.

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I was holed up in the top floor of an appartment building in the suburbs. It was a modern building surrounded by normal houses with lots of gardens and trees. I spent a long time hiding in this building, having no contact at all with the zombies who wandered aimlessly in the streets below. There weren't a huge amount, but from the large window at the front of my room I could see that the street contained about 50 zombies. This particular brand of zombies were somewhere between the classic shambling, moaning, not-much-of-a-threat walking corpses (as seen in the original "Dawn of the Dead") and the more modern, able-bodied, running, bloodthirsty variety (as seen in "28 Days Later"). They were able to run like someone who was wounded, basically.

One day I was walking past this large window when a survivor in the street spotted me. She had red hair and was about 30. She screamed to get my attention, then ran to the front door via several gardens and over a wall. Unfortunately, the zombies couldn't resist, and followed her en masse. I let her in grudgingly, knowing we would soon have to leave. The zombies were gathering at the door, moaning and banging. The noise was attracting yet more of them from the surrounding area. Luckily I had prepared for such an eventuality. There was a wire cable running from the balcony, across a few gardens, all the way to another street. We each looped another piece of wire over the cable and swung along it to the other steet. I had thought this plan was foolproof, but the wire I was swinging on made a loud scraping noise when it went over the cable, thus alerting the hordes below. They all looked up stupidly in unism, then roared. We landed, and after much swearing, ran out into the next street.

There were still a few zombies ambling inanely with mouths open in this street- most of them having been attracted to my front door previously. It was then, when rounding a corner, that I noticed a flyer on the wall. It contained "Official Instructions" on how to deal with the infestation. The redhead looked at it and nodded. I didn't look, but somehow knew what the instructions were. They had just never been carried out very well. Apparently, a purple liquid had been invented which was completely toxic to the undead, and harmless to the living. (Rather convenient!) The orders were to dispatch vats of the stuff to every street, then throw it over any zombie who came near. This would result in instant death for the recieving party. We ran round the corner, dodged the odd zombie, and found ourselves in a ruined street of shops. All the windows and most of the walls were broken down, and there was rubble everywhere. There were also buckets of the miraculous purple liquid at every building. I rejoiced, and picked up a bucket. Two zombies were advancing on me at a brisk walking pace. I turned to them and sloshed all the liquid out of the bucket. I meant to soak them both, but only got one, completely missing the other. The one I hit immediately howled in pain and collapsed backwards. Visible purple fumes wafted from him as he fell, entering the nostrils of the other. Two seconds later, he collaped as well. Apparently, this stuff was very strong.

I can't quite remember the next bit, but it involved me running round the town looking for some item I needed to give to a friend. I found it in a tiny garden surrounded by a black metal fence. At this point I was armed with water pistols full of purple stuff, and the undead were no hindrance.

The next thing I remember, I was all out of liquid, but had partied up with a group of survivors. We were at the top of some kind of zeppelin tower- you know, a tower at the top of which a zeppelin stops, and you get on. There was a zeppelin waiting. The leader of our group was a tall dude with black, slicked-back hair. He was carrying a shotgun, and he stepped through the automatic doors onto the balloon first. I somehow knew that both he and I were invincible- we could not be killed or infected. I think I had some low-level lucidity here, because I acted a lot more like myself. I think that's where the invincibility came from. Everybody stepped on board and looked around. We were in a kind of atrium. The floor and walls were dark wood, and a grand staircase up to a viewing platform was ahead of us. The furniture and ornamental plants in the atrium were strewn everywhere. The black-haired guy warned us that this thing was probably full of zombies. I ran up the stairs and saw, for some reason, a door leading to a dental surgery. It was lying open, and I could see the bright whiteness of the wall. I went inside to find a mostly-devoured corpse on the chair. It was gruesome, but I was cheered up when I found two weapons to arm myself with. The first was a large screwdriver with a blue plastic handle, and the second was a kind of cordless dentist's drill. It must have been battery powered, but even so, it was quite deadly.

I headed towards the very front of the viewing platform, and encountered a grandma-zombie. I gathered that she had been here for a while, because her eyes had rotted away! She had just two blackened eye holes in her green, rotting face. I got her with the dentist's drill, which miraculously sawed her head off in one swipe. I passed a few crappy-looking shops and came to what looked like the driver's seat. I approached it cautiously from behind, as I could see someone was still strapped into it, trying to get out. With my drill and screwdriver raised, I stepped round the front of the seat. It was my ex-girlfriend! She looked pretty much as she always had done, apart from badly cracked skin above her lips, and evil eyes. She gnashed her teeth at me, struggling to escape from the seatbelt, but it was very secure. Two straps looped over her shoulders, secured across the chest. I sighed sadly and jammed the screwdriver in her temple. I felt a bit of remorse, but I was soon distracted by many more attacks from zombified persons. I used the screwdriver and drill to lethal effect on lots of them as I moved along an upstairs corridor. They came out of the rooms on either side one by one, like a video game.

Awesome, love zombie dreams. Good thing they were semi-"shamblers" or you would have been screwed. What a coincidence too, I had one last night as well and even though I am an undead maniac, I still only get zombie dreams rarely.

Gotta love those zombie dreams. :) What was yours like? Hey- you should totally start up a DJ thread! I'd read it!

It was kind of...Shaun of the Dead-ish. Me and my friends were heading through some apartments because we heard there were zombies there. But later on in the dream my mind tried to create some sort of backstory to things and they're always so stupid. Something along the lines that the zombie apocalypse had been going on for 50 years (and somehow we hadn't noticed).

Thanks, ya never know I might go for it.

30.12.2009

In Da Club (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had a great many lucids in an afternoon nap today. Too much of a good thing, I think- I can't remember them in very great detail.

I had a FA in bed in my old house. I was so drowsy I didn't notice where I was right away. I tried to DEILD, thinking I had woken up for real. I fancied a party, as I was looking forward to new year's eve, so I imagined myself in a nightclub. An absolutely awesome song was playing. It was completely made up by my mind, I'd never heard it before. It was of the same hip-hop/pop genre they play in a lot of clubs (specifically my ususal one). I'm not really a huge fan of that type of music, being more of a rocker myself, but to me it sounds like partyin'. The song went on for about three minutes, and even had a chorus! I danced a path around the club looking for someone I knew, but no luck. The stability started to go a bit, so I grabbed onto a metal pole to "feel my way back in".

Gradually, I was back in the bed like before, but I could still feel the pole in my hand. I was gripping it quite tightly. (yes ha ha.) I was however, still dreaming that I was awake. Since it felt like I still had the pole in my hand as I went to sit up, I reasoned that it must be a FA. I felt some pressure on my leg and looked down. There was a dude with blonde hair and glasses sitting there. No sooner had I seen him than he shot up towards me. His head turned into that of a tiger and he snarled viciously. He was a centimetre from my face- it was as vivid as real life. I knew it was a dream but it still shocked me awake.

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30.12.2009

Me vs. Voldemort (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was having a strange dream where I was trying to break open the glass door of a caravan to let somebody out. The caravan was in the middle of a forest. It was Autumn, and the sun shining through the falling leaves was giving the whole place an orangey tint. I tried throwing a garden gnome against the glass but it just bounced off. I looked behind me and saw Donkey Kong. He was sleeping on top of a grey van. I thought about waking him up to help break down the door, but I was afraid to, in case he went crazy, as angry gorillas sometimes do.

Some time later, I had realised I was dreaming. I can't remember how. I checked my left hand just to reinforce the knowlege, and sure enough, lots of fingers. I was still in the forest. I looked up to see people flying past on broomsticks. I wanted to go after them, but couldn't make myself fly. Instead, I picked up a twig off the ground and placed it between my legs. It immediately expanded to a large straight branch. It wasn't quite a broomstick, but it worked just as well. I pushed off the ground and rose up to about 5m. I swung off to my left and flew in the direction everyone else had just gone. I weaved between tree trunks, following the base of a hill on my right. I soon came to a huge stone archway hewn out of a cliff face. I flew inside, assuming that must be where everyone went. Inside was an arena. It was a circular room with seats round the outside and a flat circular area in the middle. The floor of this area was dark stone, and covered in markings which looked Aztec. Standing in the middle was Voldemort, beckoning to me. I landed on the floor opposite him to get a better look at what he was wearing. He looked nothing like I expected. He was wearing a roman gladiator's outfit, and was buff as fuck. The only thing unchanged about him was his head, which looked just like it did in the movies. I was glad of the challenge, and took him on.

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The first thing that happened was Voldemort using telekenisis to send me flying against the wall behind me. In mid-air, it felt incredibly realisitic. Like being on a violent roller coaster. I dusted myself off and ran at him, not sure of my plan of attack. I bounced off an energy field he had created around himself. Trying a different tact, I made a grabbing motion in mid-air, and used telekenisis to grab him by the balls - from a distance. I lifted him into the air by the balls and bashed his head off the ground repeatedly. With his energy shield gone, I ran in and kicked him in the face FTW.

Hahaha nice ending to the Voldemort one.

You're getting really good at DILDing...something which I need to err practice.