SD-1 Shirani Aori

That's right, it's two words, Shirani Aori, pronounced She-rahn-eeh Ow-ree. Or you can call me Shir. Or Dobbins. All of those work.

This is where I'll be posting any assignments that are assigned, and sharing any discoveries that are discovered.

For the DJ part (which I'll assume we'll have to do the whole time) I figure I'd start with this dream that I just transcribed to my DJ. Warning: It's long

Length: 1/2-1 hour
Non-dream Dream

I feel that this is an important dream, and that I should transcribe it to my online DJ for some reason. It's the only dream which has legitimately repeated itself almost exactly the same, and with a few days difference.

This is both dreams in one writing, and I'll tell you the minor differences between them. The first time I had this dream I didn't write it in my DJ, and only felt the need the second time I had it. D1 = dream 1, D2 = Dream 2.

I was in a room, I believe it was in a large castle with dorm rooms, very medieval like. I grabbed a torch, and noticed there was a girl on the side of my bed (the bed?) who screamed and said there was a dragon outside. I looked out the window and saw the dragon, only the head/neck was visible from the window, but it was right up inside the window.

I looked on the ground, there were two swords, a curvy one (like a more curved katana) and a straight double edged sword. They both had interesting names (in D2 I noticed that I had subconsciously remembered the same names, even though I couldn't remember after I woke up, and I couldn't remember after D2 was over either.)

I put the torch in front of the window, the dragon would bite it, and bounce back, that's when I had time to hit it in the neck and do some damage. In D1 I noted how I was playing a strategic RPG game (I assumed it was a boss battle).

Once I won, I recieved a new sword, which was on the opposite side of my bed. This had a unique shape, it was curved one way, then a blade comes down next to the handle curving the opposite way (not like a staff or double sidded lightsaber, more like a rapier guard, but deadly.) I remember the name of this sword. Zalrog (I'm pretty sure. I might have misheard it from Zar'roc, Eragon's dragon sword, but I haven't read the book since it came out, and I doubt it.)

After I grabbed my new sword, I realized the dragon was my lover (Who?) a beautiful girl who for some reason reminds me of Shrek's wife. I think it's because her name was Fiona (I can't remember). In D1 I asked her if she wanted to be beheaded, and I told her of all the cool things that come from it. Like it was a class upgrade. I telepathically showed her 2 new abilities, and then showed her a mental video of her flying, then took her to a library when I showed her a future image of herself reading a book and getting a magic blue thing from it. I told her every time she reads a book if your beheaded you get an enchanted item. She said she would love to be beheaded, it would be great, so I chopped off the dragons head with Zalrog. She hit the floor, and I was shown to a temporary scene in which she bounced in a school next to me (3rd person) and looked pretty similar to the ogre head things from Spirited away. The scene changed afterwards.

In D2, I only get a small flashback of that happening, and say "oh yeah, and when you read books you get a magic item" and she declines. I figure that didn't make sense, she said yes last time, she must not have been as smart this time around. After that I was teleported into the same library, only she wasn't there, I was sent to a room with a short guy (midget-height) in the front of the room, it looked like a museum. He said that the trainers are next to the pictures of the gods whose abilities they train. I saw 6-8 trainers in small dips in the wall, next to large portraits. I looked to my left and saw one of a girl. She seemed rich and from an old time, and didn't seem very godly. I went to that trainer, and the scene changed.

I was at a large field with my friends. Lots of my friends. I thought it was wierd in D1 to be with so many of my friends at once (there was prolly 15 total), but in D2 I knew what was going down. We were going to slay the evil demon. Heres the major difference between D1 and D2. D1: We walk around a bit, we find a white building, and we go inside, and my memory lapsed until I remember we all ate a feast, and we all went into the forest with lots of food, and attacked a giant demon. This was raid boss-esque, only I was the leader of a party, which battled like in FF13 (Leader dies, game over, active time battle). We died 3-4 times, and then we won. I cut to a scene of me getting complimented on being the guy who slayed the beast, the game master.

D2: More shit happened.We walked to the same white buiding, only this time it had a guard, who wasn't much of a guard as he was a doorman greeter. We went in, it was a school. My black friend saw this janitor, and he said he looked familiar. He went up to the janitor, and said He was looking for his father. The man said he didn't know. He asked what his name was, and the black janitor said some name (Dean laurence) My friend said he was his dad. They both got a bit teary eyed and hugged. He asked what he did for a living, and he said he was the schools custodian. My friend said he was a custodian too, but then my other friend said, "and he's the principal to this school!" My friend looked like he just embarassed his dad, but Dean seemed mostly proud.

We went to the open field, which had stores and people. We sat down at a long table. It was the feast. I don't remember what happened during the feast, but after we all talked about slaying the boss, everyone was deciding to quit, that just getting this far was cool, actually killing it wasn't necessary, but I said that was bullshit.

I said "We didn't go all this way just to back out like a bunch of wusses. We started something, and we gotta finish it. We came here, with one goal, kill the fucking beast. We need to finish this, we need to kill this guy!" They were nonchalant about it and decided to kill the beast (we referred to it mostly as beast, but it was a boss/demon/dragon thing. It looked like ridley from metroid.)

One of my friends started to push the table back and forth. I decided to flip it on us. That got us to all get up and go. On our way there one of my friends talked to a girl, my friend asked her a question, and she got very mean. I told her not to make me sick Dean on her. She said "The janitor? Hahah" and walked away. I thought "...I really don't think she'd want a big black guy on her" (I later humorously disagreed with myself). We passed by another building on the way out. This one had showers. As we passed through it I didn't get very wet, then when I got around the corner past the showers, the fire alarm shower-thingys went off, soaking everything. "Haha," I said, "if you weren't wet before, you are now." When we were about to exit it was pouring, but abruptly stopped after less than half a minutee.

We went back to the forest back towards the building, to the right. We attacked the beast in a clearing. I had low health, got hit once, and died. Fuck

We went back in, I had low health again, I got hit once and died. Fuck. I went above where the beast was and under some trees was a shop for food, mcdonalds logo-ed burgers I believe. With about twenty of them in our inventory we went back. I had low health and died. Fuck

Repeated, I went and got the burgers. I told myself to remember now "Eat 2 first, I need health so I don't immediately die." I went and my part attacked the beast.

In D1, the battle was long, about 15 min, in D2, It was a memory lapsed battle, I can only remember the beginning and the end. In both D1 and D2 I ended up in the middle of a Rome-like city with gamers all around me, and a girl comes up to me and says, "you're the game master, that's awesome!"

This dream seemed very important to me, and very vivid. I'm putting down more dreams for the SD class, so expect daily updates, I just figured I'd put 2-3 of my old ones on there for now. I'm putting them all on my DJ before I copy/paste them into the class workbook.

Now then, I feel it is very important to ask this question. Did any of you have similar dreams? This happened on the night of the 7-8th and 10-11th of september, so if you would like to check your DJ that'd be great, I feel something important happened the days I dreamed it. And 9/11 has nothing to do with this.

tl;dr: shit happened, I was in a game, I beat the Beast, and became a game master.

That was a few days old. Last night I had an odd day out, I could not remember a single fragment of any dream I had that night. I floated on the edge of sleep trying to remember, but instead almost DEILDed and saw a man in a giant tortilla looking suit, lying down, except the tortilla was supposed to be really fake-looking marijuana. I had to go to school, otherwise I would have gladly kept with this dream. Very gladly.

Why do you think you had the same dream twice?

I'm not sure exactly, I feel like it was important though. I was thinking it was a real world, or a game world, or something, where dreamers congregated at certain points. I guess I found it so interesting that I went back. It was a few days apart though, and I had not really thought of it, which is what confuses me the most.

The other thing is that I've never even had recurring themes until lately, for the last four-five days (right after that first dream) I've been having similar dreams. Me and my 2 friends (bro and sis) at some sort of camping site, were normally not together the whole time. On that note, I'll give you my last two days dreams.

I go over to Laurens (I think) campsite. I saw lots of cool people, as soon as I got there I got smoked down (marijuana) by three ppl for about 3 minutes, and then I got into this hot air balloon. It was old fashioned, it had a wicker basket, and a giant balloon that was connected to the four corners by rope/string. 3 other guys were already in it, me and the guy at the other end kept pulling our strings to tip it, at first it seemed connected to the ground, and it was like a giant swing almost, then, we got outside, and it seemed that every pull on the string caused the hot air to rise up, and bring us up (abruptly) so we had to time our pulls correctly in order to go straight up. We went over to the left a bit, I memory lapsed, and was on the ground beside the balloon.

I was behind laurens house (a house and a campsite? Just realized this is nonsensical). The guy I was tipping the balloon with I remembered, and felt I had a connection to him. I had to go see him. Apparently he was at the top room (campsite?) and so I climbed over a porch, and into a few old 2x4s which didn't seem sturdy, one was going to break, I knew it. I was careful, and one of the two below my foot broke, and I climbed up a 2x4 pole-thing. I saw the guy, (I recall him looking like jack, but calling him dean)My dad was by me, I asked if he gave his approval, and he said yes, but he was too reckless, so I couldn't work with him (on the hot air balloon). I thought that's what I was asking, but I guess not. I walked over and told him what my dad said, and he said "Well, you wanna toke?"

I replied "Actually yeah, that's a good idea." (I had a reason why it was a good idea, not just because I wanted to.) He brought me to the basement, and there were 4 people down there surrounding a table, me, lauren, dean, jack, and some other guy. Lauren asked if I had ever heard of "Rez", and I said I haven't. She said it was a new herbal smoking blend, I tried it, got pretty high. The guy I didn't know packed a bowl of bud. We were still passing around the Rez, and I had taken two hits, he then passed the bowl, After two rotations of that (and 1 rotation of rez) the bowl was emptied right after I took a hit. I was pretty high. He gave me the bag and I gave him the bowl. He asked why I had the bag, I just figured he was high as shit, I told him I'll pack, I grabbed it and I could feel the dream destabilize as I put them down on the table.

Todays dream coming soon...

It's here. It takes a while for me to transcribe these, since they're pretty long. Hopefully their interesting enough to not bore you, but I would doubt that hahah.

Length: 15 min remembered.
Non-dream Dream

This is very fragmented but I'll write what I can.

Anthony and Jimmy came over, It was the middle of the night, they came up to my door and asked if I had weed. "Yeah, come on in, be quiet." Turns out, behind them there was another 5-7 people. I thought oh shit, but just gave the be quiet sign to them.

We all (surprisingly quietly might I add) went downstairs and sat down. I decided to go get some food, and everyone came up with me, everyone was decently loud this time. We all just sort of stood upstairs, and then my dad came down (from upstairs, to the middle floor, I have upstairs, middle, and basement).

He said something like "don't be bad" but he surprisingly didn't give a shit about the 9 or so kids right next to me. I was perplexed, but just told everyone to go to the basement.

Once in the basement, I checked my spot for my stash. It was hidden behind something by a bar (alcoholic, not structural), and instead, it was out in the open on the bar, except there was no weed, only my homemade steamroller. I went back and said my dad stole my weed, then one of the guys said anthony was hiding it from me. Anthony pulled out a gallon baggy with a few grams in it.

I think they started smoking it, and I think I took two shots of vodka, but I might have just memory lapsed into this scene. Me and Anthony went to a door where a water pump normally was in our basement. When we went through it it turned out that we were in a suite, a hotel, and there was some fancy stuff there. It was sort of the bathroom, but it was huge, there was onl y one toilet in another room, and it looked pretty shitty (ha). I noticed there were two people I know, and I saw 2 old guys in a hot tub. I said "Dude, I have to get into that hot tub, I would be sooo drunk!"

That's all of it. Notes: I was high and drunk when I fell asleep today. I know it's bad form to drink 2 nights in a row at my age, but it was a special occasion.

A non-lucid yesterday, and a lucid today.

Length: 20 min
Non-dream Dream

I was camping with Lauren, Anthony, two other people, and someones mom.The mom told me and Anthony to come with them all to go into the words. I remember hearing something from her about how we need to take a shit in the woods. Anthony asked me why we were going, I said she wanted us to shit in the woods, cause it's good for it or something.

We go barefoot, following the mother into the forest. I was cool with the fact she wanted us to shit in a forest, but I didn't have to shit. I got to a ditch (gorge?) and was going to shit in it, but I didn't feel like shitting. So instead I let the mother get far enough to where she couldn't see us, then me and Anthony wandered around till we found this other campsite.

We found 4 guys around a table, and started talking to them. They said we should all chill together. We talked about where we lived, I remember them asking where we went to school, I said North, and they said they didn't know where that was, I said Saint Charles North, and they acted like they knew it, and they said they went to Aurora, and had to drive 13 miles to get here. Then Anthony and one of them started playing catch with something (*I think it was a CD or a frisbee).

All of a sudden, the mom (must've been Laurens mom) came up holding Lauren by the ear. "There is shit on her collar and it helps the fabric texture," she yelled, then looked at Dean and said "Alright, now you say it." Dean said he had shit on his shirt and he was proud (Lauren had a brown spot on her shirt, and Dean didn't) Dean seemed pretty embarrassed though.

It was pretty odd, I just kept my head down. The guys asked me and Anthony if we wanted to go to their camp and play some video games. We went there and they played Guitar hero while I watched. I walked away alone. I had to find someone, not entirely sure who, but I think they were back at where we all started. On my way there I saw an old lady, who had to walk up an old hill, and was having difficulty. I walked up it with her and said I was having problems too, since my foot was messed up (since it was once broken). We got over, and there was a far less steep hill we went up. At the top there was a vine attached to a tree.

The old lady said it was the fastest way, like a shortcut, and grabbed it and jumped off. She hit three branches on the way down, and when she came back (to normal ground level) she hit another one, hit the ground, and screamed she was okay. I thought (very clearly) I could do this because it's a dream, and it won't hurt. The scene changed immediately, it turned into a snowy area, and instead of a vine it turned into a rubber rope, that was attached to a zipline. She tossed it up to me and I thought "Fuck this, and walked to the left and slid down the snow. I woke up.

Today's dream:

Length: 2 min remembered.
Non-dream Dream Lucid dream

I became lucid automatically walking through a mall, I started flying while I was becoming lucid. I almost went through the ceiling, then decided to fly to the ground and write in my DJ what I wanted to do in my next dream (as was the SD task). I grabbed a pencil out of my pocket, and was about to grab a notebook, but it seemed too big to get out of my pocket, instead of willing it to come out, I just looked down to find an opened notebook, full sized.

The notebook already had things listed in it. It was a list of maybe 10 things, each less than a line long. I was going to read through it, but decided to just write instead. I did notice however (reading one of the lines) it said "I'm going to shapeshift into a wolf", which is one of my prominent dream goals, so I'm guessing they were all dream goals.

I sat down and was about to write. A weird feeling came up. I felt my whole body shake as I sat still. It made writing difficult, but I ignored it. I thought it was interesting, but somewhat annoying (it's why I didn't read through all of it). I wrote really sloppily, but I got down "In my next dream I will..." Then I couldn't think of what to do. Walk through fire I thought, but it was too easy. I didn't feel like thinking of something good to do, so I simply wrote "walk on water." to end it.

Afterwards I flew away, to go shapeshift into a wolf somewhere, or walk on water somewhere (I don't recall doing either)

Next thing I can remember, I was reading someones dream journal. Something to do with meeting their true love in a dream, under a long (oblong) moon.

Next thing I know, my mom barges into the room, and tells me to get up, it's the third time in a week I've woken up with only a few minutes till school starts. With such an abrupt awakening I lost all my memory of the dream. I sat down and thought about it for a minute, so I wouldn't lose it all. I only remembered the moon part, then went to school and taped myself talking into a video DJ, which is when I remembered the part where I was lucid.

I still don't remember even 1/5 of it, and I remember I was lucid for over half the dream. Damn.

Length: 5 min remembered.
Dream Non-dream
... three girls (assassins) came to me, and said "We're going to kill them you know, that's the deal". They looked like witches from Bayonetta, but in all white. I pretended that I knew, and that I was one of them. I jumped up a small wall and did a flip, and they believed me.

Me and the girls drove to a house, where apparently my dad was, with full security. We broke in the window, then one of the girls dispatched a guard. She did a triple back flip, then jumped and did a 720 spin while shooting her gun, landed and spun on the floor, shooting her guns.

Then she attacked me, I (as a women mind you, I had turned into a bayonetta-style assassin) ran and slid under a chair, then spun around and shot them with my heel gun. I jumped up, and she spun around, I said (right before she did it) Triple backflip, jump, 720 spin, heel shot."

She looked at me and stopped after the flips. "...How'd you know what I was gonna do?" me and the other witches teamed together and said that she always did the same thing, she was so predictable.

I woke up.

For some reasons I've noticed my dreams always revolve around my dad rather than my mom. I'm not sure if it's because my dad's talked to me about dreams or if I'm actually "defending" him. This is my third dream lately where I've been in a team to defend him (or pretend I was with the attackers, and kill them).

Pretty interesting considering my dad says he gets attacked a lot in dreams.

Check my dj for the beginning. Omitted because of sexual content.

Length: 30 min
Dream Non-dream

I was walking up a hill, and I saw my friend C at the top. I've known him for a while, but have just started really hanging out with him. He was there with a one hitter, I sat down and toked with him.

He said to hold it so people thought it was a cigarette. "I know the deal man," I said. We sat there and smoked for 3 minutes or so. I looked at it, it looked like a joint for a second. I then noticed that the weed came all the way through ,and it was all hollow. So now I noticed that the weed was burning the whole way through, and if I hit it wrong, I would burn my lips. I pucked my lips around it to avoid the embers. A little bit got in my mouth, but it wasn't hot. It was done, good high. Me and C walked around a bit, and he told me there was weed at the telephone pole I looked up, There was a telephone line going through a freeway. It was twenty feet above me, and I'd have to walk around to get on the freeway.

I told him "bullshit, no way" and he said he was joking. I left him and went to a flea market. I saw my mom there. We walked around and shopped for a couple minutes, then we started talking about drugs. I asked her if I'd get to drink with her next year when we went to Europe. She said of course I would, and that I'm gonna need to learn to drink before we go. I asked if she would drink with me now, and she said yes, but only in the safety of our home.

We drive home. She brings me to a bar that my aunt owns (apparently). It was a corner shop, a small rounded bar with a garage door instead of a normal entrance. She closed the garage door so no one would interrupt. My aunt asked me what liquor I would like. I asked her what kind she had. "Vodka, super vodka, vodka on the rocks, vodka mixed, sherley temple, pina colada, black forest, amputated leg (my friend makes these in real life, not sure if they're official or a home recipe) and the obvious choices of whiskey, UV vodka (I like my vodka), rum, kahlua, and wine."

"Well.... I'd like to try it all," just about the best thing I could have said. She made ma a sherley temple and I sipped on it while I saw her make "super vodka" during. She said the key to vodka drinks is to add a lot of ice. She put vodka half way up a huge blender (5 liters prolly) then filled it all with ice. She added some garnish and some red stuff, then added more ice till it was overflowing at the top, but it didn't overflow, because it all stuck together. She added half a shaker full of salt and all of a sudden it collapsed on itself, and the ice shrunk down with the vodka and whatnot so that it was filled with only 1/5 the way with ice/vodka. I thought it was a neat trick. Then she added more vodka and ice, blended it all up, and gave me a cup.

Strong shit, might I say. The weed was holding up well, and I could just start feeling the liquor, they put 20 shot glasses in front of me, with my mom, all different liquors. All of a sudden the place was crowded and I had to hide my drinking. She asked how it was, and I said it tasted good, but it wasn't "good enough" afraid to tell my mother I wanted strong drink. I took some sips out of my sherley temple and thought "I hate how dreams cause you to only be high/drunk if you think about it," I became more drunk from thinking that, and then walked out to the car with my mom.

I woke up. Overall, good dream.

The last couple days were a bit bad recall wise. My dreams were very realistic, and memorable, but I haven't been able to write them down for 4 days, up until tonight.

I'll give you some of the older dreams.

Length: 10min remembered.
Dream Non-dream

I found myself and two of my friends in a different plane. Was it a game? No, it couldn't be, this was another world. I could alter it though. Me and 3 of my friends were walking around. There were 5 "worlds" in there, or 5 levels, with mini levels in each one. I'm not entirely sure how I knew this.

We ran around, low level demons, we killed them no problem, I used my mind, one of my friends had a sword, another had a club, and the other was defenseless, and weaponless. I saw a Giant spider. I brought it to a dimensional rift, a hole in the ground that sent it to a hell, a drop of indeterminable length, that killed it.

I zoned out, it was just a game, I saw the menu screen. There were 5 worlds, and 4 levels each, but there were two level 5's. I thought "This game is dangerous, we're going to need help."

I go back in, and see the giant spider again. I use this laser pointer thing, and create a hole, then I say "how would you like to move down 22, over 30?" and I teleported it into the hole, and killed it (again). "This must be a dream..." Is it though? I looked around, is it a dream or a game? No time to find out, J, we need to call in Vinnie, he's strong. Or Nick, he looked pretty strong, never seen him fight. The more the better though, we need to shut this down." I was speaking of the game.

We called Vinnie, and Nick, but neither could show up, We got to world 3, and we decided to go back to world 1 for some reason. We found it had tons of people, "players."

You fools, it's too dangerous, they don't understand what will happen to their souls if they die...

I tell my friends we don't have time for this. I go back to the menu, world 5, level 5. We needed to kill this sucker.

Everything became hazy after that. We called Vinnie again, no go. We saw the demon, it was pretty evil looking, very generic. It was red with downwards horns and fiery breath. It was 3 times the size of a normal man.

That's all I can remember, but I felt that it was a memorable dream, I just didn't have a DJ around me at the time.

And this is todays dream.

Length: 5 min remembered
Dream Non-dream

I was in a sky box, every 5 min or so, I would teleport to a giant pool they had a few stories lower, inside a building, seemingly made for this sport. It was some kind of water sport with vehicles, it might have been a race, but there were also tricks to knock the other players off.

I would always get in 1st-3rd, in the final "race" I got first, pretty happy. I talked to my agent (I think I called him my producer). We got into a conversation about a prototype racer, that had two steps for your feet, and those steps had a wheel, and then another in front like a tricycle, only it was closer up, and you stood on it like a segway (my parents and I talked about this earlier today, I rode one before, but don't remember the name).

We walked outside, it was dark out, there was a bridge over a river and past that a hill. I saw two kids from my school there, both I don't know well, but one is fairly infamous for his unnatural acting. I saw them both riding one of the "racers" and they were racing up the hill. "Kind of a weird dream," I thought "I talked about this earlier today..."

I hop on one and go up the hill, the river disappeared as I did. I remember going up the hill and seeing the sun rise as I hit the top, washing over me.

I have a dream I really want to transcribe, as I want to keep it into my memory as well as possible. It was a dream that was extremely realistic, and very clear headed. I had no dream control whatsoever, it was hard to even breath underwater. I did almost shapeshift into a wolf though. I'll put it down tomorrow.

Also, that repeated adventure dream MAY have started off as a shared dream with Kenietz. The way he described it sounded exactly like the beginning of my dream to me, but he did express some doubt, since his was based around a magician, and fighting with magic, and mine was based around opening the window and fighting a dragon. Also the fact that there were 2 guys and 1 girl in mine, and his had 3 guys.

It's been a while, I've been busy, and my internets been down over half the time, but I got a few lucids lately (as I've been rather low on the LD count in the last few weeks) and so I'll start putting down more, sorry to have missed so much.

Yesterdays dream:
Non-dream Dream Lucid

It started off with me in a god damned warzone (because of call of duty). I was fighting the vietnamese (in a vietnam forest), but I wasnt really theyre enemy, I shot the ones that came towards me, but only in the arm. After a few hits, they realized I wasnt there to hurt them. I ran past them. I was looking for Sergio. Who was he? I don't know. But I did know that I was sent there by my dad specifically to pick him up. He said he was a 3rd cousin, or important relative or something similar.

I found him hiding out in a trench, I just knew it was him. He was surrounded by two people shooting at him, my people. He was shot once in the liver and once in the arm, I shot one enemy down, and sneaked up behind the other before I stabbed his back. Then I called for a medic for them and quickly I picked up Sergio. I ran back, climbed up a ladder, and found 5 more of my guys, shooting at me, I took them all out.

I kept running, and passed by Sergios friends, they knew I was taking him to help. I ran all the way to my base. There was a helicopter, and my dad was there to pick up Sergio and bring him back.

I woke up, and I saw my dad. I was in my room, but, thinking of Vietnam, I asked him when I got up here. He said something like 3:30, but looked quizzical. There was a green globe next to him that attempted to assure that I was in a dream, but to no avail. I thought it was odd, and that I COULD be dreaming.

I fell back asleep. I was in a building of some sort, looked like a large mall with no shops. I was with either King Richard the 3rd or King Henry the 1st. While having a discussion, a huge amount of the wall on the side opposite of us broke instantly, and a large group of soldiers came out (30 or so). I had to protect the king.

Another group of soldiers came out from the ceiling (20ish), with a rain of glass, covered in black, our soldiers. There to defend the king. They threw me a gun, and I immediately noticed that there were 4 subgroups in our team, 2 on top, on the left and right, and 2 on the ground under them, centered more. I ran up the middle, and shot 2 guys down, the king was back with 3 soldiers, I checked back to see if they'd flank us. They didnt, good luck. I ran up and shot 3 more, all in the leg. 6 came to the left, and I found myself shouting, " to the left, to the left!", they were taken down instantly. I noticed that they were essentially following everyone who shouted, and they never said a word.

There was about twelve or so more, I told every one to get the high ground, the guys on top dropped broadswords (very nice ones too) onto the ground in front of a link between the left and right on the top. These soldiers, like fucking pros, grabbed the swords stuck in the ground, and then jumped, and used their arm strength to push up and flip onto the next level. I needed a sword, close range was coming up next. One of my team mates dropped a sheathed sword to me, and I grabbed the handle and flipped off the sheath like a total badass.

"4 to your right", they took them down, then there was the commander, with a slick sword, ready to run up to the king. "Go, go go!" I shouted. The one-half team on the ground shot the 3 guys around him while I ran up with my sword. He unsheathed and blocked me at the same time. The sword fight was absolutely engaging, but otherwise not a strong climax. After his deflection I swung once to his head, and he blocked. Then I swung to his right, where he blocked with his left hand's sheath, and attacked at the same time, I quickly parried and cut his shoulder open.

Afterwards I took away his sword, it was all over. I didn't kill him, but rather let the special ops take him away. Our team, without a single loss of life, stood guard the king while he sat down at a nearby desk. He looked at me with awe. He then pulled out a sword from under the desk. He said, projectively, "Today, we award this man with the highest honor, for bravery,resistance under pressure, incomprehensible leading ability, and for the savior of royalty." then looked at me and said "And for this, I hand you this sword."

The sword was similar to the soldiers swords, but not a broadsword, a double-edged sword, with a fancier decorative brown leather sheath. He told me he would immediately write me out the honor, as well as some special gift. He wrote them, and I felt something weird. "This isn't the first time your writing this," I said. "Why of course it is, no honor so high has been awarded in all of the history of my country."

I told him that I knew. Then I looked around, all of a sudden, tons of papers were flying around, and landed on the ground, the same strong paper the king was writing on. It was written in Old English, 20 papers. I told him that there was a subspace highway through here. An alternate universe where this already happened. I went to find it.

I found a door with a blackness inside of it. I jumped in. I was in a different dream altogether. I was lucid. I was in some dreary place, a building with a red tint, small hallways and metal elevators. There were four elevators, but the one I was about to go into was closing, and I didnt trust the sensors. I tried to have the next elevator have people in it. I went to the next one, it was filled with cardboard standups, fake people. I grabbed one and pulled it out. I turned around and saw the real people, they were my friends. It was the only big elevator, and I tried to put the cardboard in before the doors closed but I was too late. One of my buddies stuck his tongue out at me.

I turned around and went into the 2nd elevator (which now inexplicably had no cardboard things) and got in. No wonder they were laughing when they stuck their tongue out at me. This elevator was tiny. I barely had room to move. I knew I had to go to floor one, so I clicked the button. It said there were four floors, and 1 was the lowest, but we went up, and we went up for a great while. It felt like about 13 floors, and it went really fast.

My friends said they were confused. They first asked which floor to go to, then asked why they were under the first floor, and if the elevator was broken. It gave me a bit of worry, but I assured myself I'd stop correctly. I got out.

It was a leadup into a wakeup. I DEILDed into a dream.

It wasnt the same dream, not at all. I was in the back of a rolls ryce I think. I went out and saw a girl. "Hello," I said "You look fine this evening. I got out of the car, and noticed a much more... tempting... girl coming around in sweatpants. I also saw some girl come out of the passenger seat. Knowing it was a dream I knew I could do whatever I want, but even so, the seeming free will of my DCs was astonishing. The girl came out, it was an older girl. A teacher it seemed like (only guessed that because of what happened next, and her horn rimmed glasses). She went over and pulled the sweatpants down a few inches.

"Lets see how well she does," I look at her buttocks. I then hear "A+... not bad," as I see an A+ seemingly tattooed (but completely natural looking) on her hip. I ready myself to indulge and...

Damn, didn't concentrate for a minute. I ended up waking up, and my brother was above me. "Let's go play COD", he said. Always an interruption. I talked for like 30 seconds with closed eyes and he went away. I DEILDed back into another dream.

I was in the elevator building again, the same bottom floor with the four elevators. I went into the one I went into before (I had a gun) I immediately shot the shoulder of a man crouching. It was a king. The alternate King Richard (or Henry), writing something on those papers. He was rewriting. I had figured earlier that this place was a government building, but for it to go as high up as the king? He seemed intent on writing it, and absolutely terrified at the sight of me. He thought he was going to be taken away (when he realized I wasnt after about 2 seconds, he just kept writing)