Thread: Oneironaut's Matrix

Originally Posted by Oneironaut

Yeah, Nomad actually told me about this in a PM, a while back. He even told me of a common name for the winged-snake creature, but I forgot what it was. It was cool to google, though, because I saw a lot of pics that looked close to what I had encountered.

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I think the word you are looking for is Naga.

Originally Posted by Man of Shred

I think the word you are looking for is Naga.

Could also be Wyvern/Wyrm.

11/28/2009
"The Sons of Zeus"

There was a lot more to this one than I remember, but it pretty much began with my walking through the mall with someone. I think it was Josh. There was a new brand of Coca-Cola out, and I figured I'd try it out. There was a small display with a bunch of cases, sitting at the head of one of the aisles. It had a horror movie theme, and was being hyped as the official Freddy Krueger drink or something. We each picked up a bottle off of the stand and started drinking it while we walked around the store. Shortly afterward, with both started hallucinating. At first, I could hear what sounded like Krueger's voice, just bantering on about something or other in my head. It almost sounded like a commercial voice-over, the way he was just rambling on about something I don't really remember. This left me a bit disoriented at first, but wasn't really all that bad.

After that, is when the visuals kicked in. Then it was a whole-different ball game. We started seeing the most gruesome, horror-film-grade images flashing through our heads, of people dying and all other types of mayhem, all around us. We were at least lucid enough to realize that these were just hallucinations, but it took some time. Enduring all of these visuals, we staggered out into the parking lot, trying to find my car, still fighting off seeing flashes of things like people getting killed in the parking lot as we walked through it.

My memory of the dream skips ahead, and I was now in a completely different setting. (Due to the familiar feeling of having just drunk the soda, and slipped into subsequent hallucinations, I know that I was still in the same dream.) I was on a high mountain. The sky was just reaching a soft golden glow, and the sun was setting off to one side. I was standing on what was apparently a massive statue of a warrior sitting on a throne. It was so big, that I was standing on just the figure's forearm, looking over at the enormous, helmeted head a few dozen yards away. The statue was one of Zeus.

Staring at the huge head of the god, I continued to hear the monologue-like voice playing in my head. But, this time, instead of Kreuger's voice, it was Zeus's. He was telling something about his sons, and their right of passage. They were going to have to work their way into human bodies (possession), so he could somehow regain his influence over the earth. He told me that I was to help them succeed in their mission, by luring humans into situations where they could be assimilated, and taken over by Zeus's sons, bringing their spirits to earth. Suddenly, I was ejected from my spot on the statue, and placed somewhere out in the expansive, desert-like field before it. There, I met his sons. Two of them just kind of walked into view. Then, there was a crack of thunder and a single lightning bolt touched the ground right beside the two young men. Another figure stood at the point of impact, Zeus's third son. Each one of them was storm-based elemental. I believe the first two were Rain and Thunder. The last - standing there with sporadic bursts of electricity crackling around his person - was, apparently, Lightning.

I was teleported back to "normal Earth", and had to help them all carry out their plan. Things skipped ahead, and I was soon swimming out into the middle of the ocean, luring a couple of people out there with me. It was storming, and lightning was flashing from all directions. I don't remember how it was I lured the strangers into the water, but once I got them out far enough, I gave a signal for Zeus's sons to close the deal. Suddenly, a single bolt of lightning crashed down from the sky. It struck one of the strangers in the water, and electrocuted him on impact. The mortal was dead, and Lightning now inhabited his body. Somehow, I'd gotten another one of the strangers to drown. I was under the water, and I saw the man get swallowed up by a cloud of bubbles, as if the water itself had closed in on him. The man suffocated, and Rain took his body. I don't remember how Thunder got his form. There was a lot more to this dream, but I don't remember anything else.

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12/02/2009
"Definitely the Wrong Room"

Something about there being a witch in a house. There was a long hallway with doors all along each wall. For some reason, I kept having to redo this part of the dream. I kept getting stuck or drawn into crazy situations, while trying to find the right door. In one door, it just kind of dropped me out into the middle of the ocean, where I was flying above the water as a disembodied perspective. It was night out, but the moon lit everything up into a strong, light blue. I don't know if it was fog or what, but the water actually looked like the clouds, as if the boat was flying through the sky. It was a rough ride, though. The cloud/waves were massive, and the boat was being thrown this way and that - just short of capsizing. Suddenly, I was on the bow, getting thrown all across the deck, holding onto the railing of the ship and trying to keep from falling into the (what was now, clearly) water.

The last thing I remember is looking out over the water, and approaching an enormous whirlpool. We'd passed the point of no-return, and had begun to shift direction, drawn into the spiraling current and headed slowly closer and closer to the eye, upon each rotation.



12/03/009
"You can run..."

(This was the longest, most intense dream I've had in a good while. Had some melatonin before bed, and B6 earlier in the day.)

In the beginning of this dream, I was rivals with some other guy. We both had these badass, custom motorcycles, that had cockpit setups like Kaneda's bike in Akira. My bike was white and orange, with chrome components all over it.

(My notes say that, around here, I was told I was supposed to die, and somebody pulled a gun on me, but I don't really remember much of that situation.)

Next thing I knew, I was getting chased by this "secret" syndicate. I don't remember much about how I came to discover this group, or how they came to be chasing after me, but I was soon on the run. The first wave of henchmen was a group of ninjas. I'd been running through a mall, and they were slipping through the crowd of people, trying to keep pace. This guys were completely scrubs, though. I was able to fight them off with very little trouble - as long as I could keep it to one or two at a time - doing some pretty sick combinations of strikes and joint locks, periodically weaving about to dodge incoming shuriken. No matter what I did, though, they just kept coming. So I kept running. I would be running for the staircases, and every staircase I got to, there would be like 3 or 4 of the faction members there, standing at parade rest, forcing me to keep running and trying to find a way down.

Finally, I came to a spiral staircase, pushing my way past people and rushing down as fast as I could. By this point, I had picked up a gun from somewhere, but I knew that I was still too outnumbered to even try to keep them at bay with the gun. With every flight of stairs I ran down, I could feel them getting closer and closer, rushing down the stairs just a few feet behind me. At every level, there were giant windows that looked out over the yard outside the building. It was night out. I thought of trying to shoot through the glass and just jumping for it. But, even with it being dark outside, I could see that the ground was way too far away...so I kept running, gradually getting lower and lower. Finally, when I felt as if the entire clan was breathing right down my neck, I aimed at the next coming window and fired repeatedly. The window shattered just as I threw my body through it. Being at only the second story, I landed with very little difficulty, in the grass outside.

Then, it was day time, and I was driving down an abandoned road. I believe I was a cop or something, I don't know. For whatever reason, this syndicate was still after me. Everywhere I went, there they were. At one point, when I thought I was far enough ahead of them, I'd stopped at a roadside diner. They ended up just 'appearing', and chasing me out. I don't remember much of that, though, and I was soon back on the road. I had plenty more run-ins with these guys, but I don't remember very much of it. I do remember one instance, where I was running through a neighborhood. I had to climb a fence and, on the other side of the fence, the homeowner's apparently had a pet lion. (Random!) It jumped up and tried to swipe at me, but I couldn't go back the way I came. So, I started walking along the top rail of the fence, trying to keep my balance. Moving from backyard to backyard, it seemed that all the neighbors had identical pet lions, and they were all trying to get me as I scurrying along the fence like it was a balance beam.

My recall skips ahead, here, and I'm now was on a bus. I believed that I'd killed the last of the ninja, and now I was home free. All of a sudden, the person across the aisle from me flashed an evil grin from behind sunglasses. Without drawing too much attention to himself, he flashed a very large, silver pistol. I knew, immediately, that he was from the syndicate. I got up to rush myself off the bus, and he drew his gun on me. What he didn't know was that I had two Mac-11 sub-machine guns (from...somewhere? I'm guessing one of my previous battles). I drew on him, and we held each other at gunpoint. I started to slowly back myself toward the front and then another person, beside me, stood up and aimed a gun at me. I crossed my forearms and aimed one gun at this new guy, and the one in my right hand stayed trained on the first guy. Then, another person stood up, aiming a gun at me. The gun in my right hand never left the direction of the guy with the shades. He started talking something about how these were more elite members or something. They had gone from ninja to supernatural. These guys were more like agents, in that they could just kind of "manifest" from anyone standing around me. But, it would only be as a sort of brainwash, since they didn't transform into completely other people. They just sort of "took over" that person's body.

The man in the shades just stood there and watched me, smiling, while I tried to back myself off of the bus. As I moved down the aisle, I kept shifting the gun in my left hand all around the bus, looking frantically in all directions - but keeping the majority of my attention on the guy in the shades - not sure where the next "possessed" person would try to get the drop on me. Apparently, whenever these guys spawned, they automatically had guns in their hands. I just continued backing away slowly, aiming the gun at all the "innocent" bystanders around me. I glanced out the front window just long enough to see that the cops were showing up, as the bus had now pulled to the side of the road. There was a lead car, and the cavalry was close behind. I knew I didn't have much time.

I remember the explosive eruption of a short gunfight, right there in the bus, but it was over in an instant. I was soon running off of the bus and toward the lead cop car, just as he came to a stop in front of the bus. Coming around to the driver's side, I pretty much just opened the door and threw the cop out, GTA style. I was back on the road again. And, once again, my recall skipped ahead. I now had Todd with me. I'd told him about everything that was going on (it was reading his dream about a shadowy syndicate chasing after him, yesterday, which inspired this dream, I'm sure). We were driving down the road, and he was talking about something. Without warning, his dialogue turned toward me, and he took a gradually malicious tone. I could feel him staring at me. I could hear the arrogance in his voice. The challenge. Something was wrong. I glanced in his direction, and he just stared at me, grinning. Something was going to happen. I could feel it.

He made a quick grab for the inside of his coat and, as if by instinct, my right hand jumped off of the steering wheel and snapped toward him. Just as he began to pull an identical, long-barreled, chrome pistol from out of his jacket, my hand pushed down on his, keeping him from being able to draw it all the way. He kept trying, squirming in his seat and trying to get the long barrel out, but I kept pushing, trying my best to keep some of my attention on the road, as we were still doing like 70mph. I kept screaming at him, trying to snap him out of it, but he wasn't listening. He is my best friend in the world, and I knew that this was going to end badly. It was either going to be him or me. I just could not let him get that gun up in my direction. I was able to notice that I had my seat belt on, and he didn't. We were coming up to a tight turn. I knew what I had to do.

I jerked the wheel and slammed the car into the rail. I don't necessarily remember it flipping, but when it came to a rest, it was upside down. Todd had been ejected from the car, and I had to crawl out of the window. I staggered away from the wreckage and looked back and the battered body of my best friend. I couldn't believe what had just happened..but I was completely unprepared for what happened next. His arm - broken at the elbow, raised into the air. He gave it a swift shake, and I could literally hear the bone snap back into place - the arm now standing out straight. He was regenerating himself. The arm came down, and he raised himself up into push-up position, staring at me as if he were the Terminator, itself. Opting not to stick around until he was fully healed, I took off running down the empty road. I don't think I looked back, once.

That's all I remember.

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O_O. I must say I'm amazed by your recall. Good job and keep em coming.

Originally Posted by XeL

O_O. I must say I'm amazed by your recall. Good job and keep em coming.

Thanks, XeL.
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You're dream recall kicks ass!

Say, have you had a dream about seeing a car crash into a brick building and it exploded?

Originally Posted by Lucid_Guy.exe

You're dream recall kicks ass!

Say, have you had a dream about seeing a car crash into a brick building and it exploded?

Thanks, Lucid_Guy!

But...no actually. I don't believe I've seen that...not anytime recently, at least.

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12/18/2009
Dream (Frag) One:
This guy had an Optimus Prime costume, that actually transformed (kinda like the YouTube vid of the kid with the transforming BumbleBee costume, but way more badass). He had this really deep voice that sounded like Optimus, and when he was in truck form, it actually drove around like a real truck. At one point, the real Megatron showed up, and him and this costumed dude did battle. In the end, the guy with the costume won, and the last thing I remember is Megatron exploding, and the Optimus guy driving through the smoke and flames.


Dream (Frag) Two:
I was way out in the country somewhere. There was a chubby kid sitting up in a tree, and I saw him jump out of the tree - from a branch that was a good 20 feet high - and land with but a slight bend of his knees. [color=blue]Instantly, I became lucid, because that just made no sense to me. There was an old, run-down house near the tree, and I went inside. I felt like trying a few acrobatics, so a took a few running steps and vaulted off of an end-table, doing a flip with a half twist and landing softly on the floor. I tried it again but came crashing down on my head. The kid from outside came in and asked me what I was doing, so I tried to explain the whole lucidity thing, and that this was all a part of my dream, but he didn't want to listen and just walked away.


Dream Three:
"That's My Kid You're Talking About..."

I'd bought a couple of guns from some guy in the neighborhood, for cheap. We were out in an apartment complex parking lot, just shooting the shit, and some other guy was sitting in his truck talking to us. The guy then got on the subject of girls, and he was being really disrespectful, calling them all sluts and talking about how many whores he had and all of this. I didn't really pay him any mind, until he started talking about "this one girl" he'd just started seeing, and was talking about how he couldn't wait to get into her pants and that she was just a horny little slut that didn't know it yet, etc. After a few seconds, I realized he was talking about my daughter (though an apparently teen-aged version of her).

At first, I tried to play it cool. I told him, calmly, that he needs to chill with that shit, because that was my kid he was talking about. But, apparently, he was on a roll, and he just kept mouthing off about her like she was just another piece of neighborhood ass, making lewd hand-gestures and shit, talking about what he wanted to do to her. Not able to take it anymore, I pulled out a Desert Eagle, that I'd just bought. I tried to cock it, but the slide was just too hard to pull back. I had to brace my right arm with my knee, and then pull the slide back with my left hand. It finally cocked and I turned it up in the guy's direction. For a moment there, I honestly thought about killing him. It would have been so easy and - to me, at the time - justified. I decided against it, though. Instead, I took a few steps back and fired away, shooting a clip-full of holes into his truck. Afterward, knowing I most have drawn attention, I made my way back to my house and quickly put my guns up, just in case someone came looking.

A few minutes later, a teenage girl came into the room. I'm guessing it was the older version of my daughter. She knew about my buying the guns and wanted to see them, so I took her over to the dresser and showed them to her. She just stood there and marveled at them for a little while. Having a bit more of the anticipation than she could handle, she asked me if I would give her one. I told her no, and she pestered me about it. I was still messing with the guns, though, and I cocked one of them back, and tried to close the slide. Apparently, this gun was jammed. I pulled out the clip, and there was weed stuffed inside of it. It had practically flooded the gun, and made it so I couldn't put the clip back in until I cleaned the entire gun out.



12/21/2009
Fragment:
(Had just seen Avatar tonight, and had set my intention to incubate a dream about it. Unfortunately, I don't remember much about the dream, itself.)

I was pretty much Jake, from Avatar, but I don't know if I really was him, or just a character like him. Anyway, I was the "chosen one", and was being told about my destiny, and the trials and tribs that I would have to go through, before I reached my potential. At one point, I was trekking my way through a trench, and had to fight off a pack of wolves. I remember the ground being very marsh-like, and that I had to take on the wolves with my bare hands, but I don't remember much about the action incident. Later on in the dream, after I'd done everything I was supposed to, to earn my status, I ended up flying around on the huge Eternal Dragon from the Dragonball series.



12/23/2009
Dream One:
"Showdown With Sephiroth"

I was in some huge city. The streets were empty, and Sephiroth and I were going at it. I was actually myself, instead of Cloud, but I was moving like Cloud from Advent Children. After a while, I realized I was dreaming, but was having too much fun to try to leave the battle scenario. Sephiroth was pretty much his ol' badass self. At one point, I was looking around the city for him, and I found him just standing behind a parked car, with his back to me, and looking back at me over his shoulder. At this point, I didn't have a sword, but I was confident that I could make do. I focused on getting as high as I can, and down a super jump like Cloud. Sephiroth followed suit, and soon we were arcing toward each other, high above the street. With no weapon in hand, I brought my right forearm out in front of me in knife-hand position. I willed my arm solid, and blocked Sephiroth's oncoming blade with my wrist as if it were made of steel. Somewhat floating in the air, I know we exchanged blocked shots for a little while, but can't remember the details at all.

Later, I was on one of the rooftops. I spread the fingers of my right hand and focused once again, trying to spark a pyro-kinetic flame. I know now that I was thinking to hard, though. I saw the flame just barely come into existence, but it was hazy - see-through. I tried throw it at him, but it simply disappeared and did nothing. Later still, I was on a higher rooftop, and it was dark out. I'd lost lucidity by then. I believe Sephiroth had darkened the sky, like he did on Advent Children but I don't know if I saw him do it. I was running around, between the pillars of some rooftop pavilion, and there was a huge monster stalking around the outer perimeter. The pavilion rooftop came up to about its waist, and about all I could see were too hoofed legs. Looking back, it kind of reminded me of Bahamut, but I don't know if it was him or not.

Don't remember anything else.

I fucking love Advent Children! Too bad you didn't manage to get a sword though lol.

Good job fucking up that asshole's vehicle with your Desert Eagle. Awesome. Just don't stash your weed in your guns! ahaha

Just got my internet back. Watch this space for an update...

And LMFAO @ WakingNomad.
Uhm...seemed like a good idea at the time?

Ok. I know it's been waaaay too long, since my last update. But I haven't been a complete lazy ass. At one point, I actually had about 85% of these dreams typed out, but did the whole thing without saving periodically, and ended up losing the whole batch, when my PC restarted while I was away from it. It's hard to motivate yourself to type all that shit again. But anyway. I'll go back to typing it up soon, but in the meantime, here are my notes for the past 2 months. I figure I might as well post them up here, for now. I haven't got much for February. Haven't really been on the ball with sleeping and remembering my dreams. I just woke up from a pretty good lucid, though, so I decided to get up and post what I've got.

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12/27/2009
Went to sleep watching Avatar. At night and it was about to storm. Marquis of fast food place. Came back and the whole place had switched aroun.
- In house. Different animals in every room. Stampeed of rhino-like animal. Flattened myself against the wall after coming through a door (rooms were connected in a line). Animal crashed through and kept going.
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01/05/2010
Massive war with Transformers. Riding a motorcycle at one point. Like a dock or something.

01/07/2010
Avatar. Saw my avatar being grown. Air was toxic. Trouble breathing and had to hold my breath often. Had a mech. Wandering around in it.
- Outside in Vegas like area. Someone wanted to sell me a car. Fucking crazy-ass dragster type of car they called a Sunfire. Started driving around by itself. Loud as fuck and insanely fast. Brief lucidity and tried to someone a woman.

01/08/2010
-Staying in house with Jesse, Todd and Brian. Got REALLY drunk. Started getting into a huge fight over something or other. Led to a fist-fight between myself and Jesse, and Todd was vaguely involved. Was able to fight off Jesse and kick him out of the house. He was outside and causing damage to the house. Went to get camera as if to take picture but there were no batteries. Just held it up as if I was going to take picture and he got infuriated. Got a hold of a cop and sent him back to the house to cause trouble.
- Tiff and kids out in desert. Going swiming in a spring that somehow went uphill. Had to help the kids up into it. Spring went into cave. Very clear waters.

01/10/2010
Guy and kid. Playing. Guy supposed to be taking care of kid. in some sort of facility. Kid was allegedly possessed. Would Freak out every now and then. Guy was "doctor". Needed kid to 'find something'. Later, scaling down into lower chambers. Levers and traps. Testing visor thing. Made colors and sounds. Couldn't stay in it for too long, cause wasn't sure about kid. Possession got worse. Ended up fighting for my life, trying to escape kid. Glass ball. handling it but getting cut up. Kid kills me, I die. I die in real life. Transition. Guy on trial for murder "helps victims kill themselves." Showing me (guy that died) in padded room/cell. Made to hallucinate about helping patients like the boy. Never existed. Drove self insane and offed himself.

01/11/2010
-Flying a leonopteryx, outside of my old house in Cb.
-Something to do with the Marvel superheroes, out in the ice and snow and mountains or something.

01/14/2010
Watching some show that was kind of like the XFL, except with martial arts. Players wore pads and tried to get a ball or something into the goals, but the defenders would attack and try to beat the shit out of them. I was actually Mike William's house, and he hair a pair of nunchaku. Stood up and was messing with them. They had a piece that flipped out, with a slot in it, to catch swords. Wanted to buy it from him.

01/20/2010
Hanging out with Josh and Brian - and Jim I think. Driving through hood area. Back way between buildings, really narrow. Had to wait for train. Thought about how strange it was that the arms (which I passed and had to back up under) were so far away from train. Talking to some girl. Let brian drive my car (which was some old boat). Later playing blue velvet on guitar with Josh.

01/21/2010
Matrix. Todd, Brian MelJ and others. Something world wide and agents were everywhere. Inside an abandoned building. A mall or something. Huge fight in open area. Afterwards, hanging around with each other. Was kinda with Mell, but could tell she was flirting with Todd really heavily. I was a Neo-type character. Had the ability to phase like the twins. Was going to spy on the enemies and tried to phase out, but fell on my ass in a corner. The machines had changed the area, and I couldn't phase.

01/22/2010
Were going to a football game to see the Saints play. Smoking at someone's house before-hand. Playing with a baby before that. It was on Halloween and a bunch of people dressing up. Brought guitar and all kinds of props. Didn't know what I was gonna be yet. Going through store. Hot women everywhere. Tiny outfits and whatnot. "Tailgating" on the field. For some reason, I had gotten called to sub for one of the players. Running out on field in gear. Crowd cheering. Anticipation. Heard commentary from 101.1 talking about upcoming game. A bit of apprehension. Game face on. Few plays. Played hard.

01/24/2010
On water. Lady (Jon's dog). Cut her toe with a throwing knife, by accident. Was really mean after that. Guns through alley. Kid had RPG. Threw a grenade where the baddies were comin. Kid was in the way and wouldn't movie. Blew him up. Guys streamed out and we (Me Todd Brian, etc) had a firefight. small machine gun which folded out.
-Argument with BrianL. Pulled gun on me. Pissed. Punched him in throat. Took off shirt, moved back in but he flashed the gun.

01/27/2010
Deleted scenes from Avatar. One of which: Quaritch, kid, Cruise from Collateral. Guy like Blade. Kid used money from Quaritch's Org to buy a room in a storage facility. Didn't tell quaritch. Quar got suspicious and went on long monologue. Implying that anyone who fucked with him would die. Was just awesome. Would have been best scene in the movie. Lol.

02/19/2010
Chased by Fidel and his military. Running my ass off while they shot. I think Todd was with me. Down into trench. Shooting back but only had a few more rounds with my pistol. Dark in trench but couldn't fight my way out. Was about to go deeper, but realized I was dreaming. Came out grinning. Fidel threatened me with his gun. I took it out of his hand and shot myself in the head with it. He was stunned. Looked at my hands and counted 10 fingers on one of them. Played puppetmaster on him. Had him follow me around. Showing him off to everyone. In school. He was still my puppet. Melissa was there. Hated people calling her Miss. Some dude that I thought was hitting on her started calling her a bitch and everything, after she ignored some girl for calling her miss. He attacked her. I shoved the guy in a room with TK and believe I made him explode. There was another section of the dream that had to do with monsters, but I don't remember.

(Will go back and write out the previous dreams later. I promise. )

Starting off current, though:

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02/28/2010
"Batgirl, Interrupted"

I was at this massive frat party. The entire house was full of people. Standing room only. Downstairs in one far corner of the house is where the junkies seemed to hang out, and they were all down there doing God knows what, while everyone else was doing their own thing. Sometime during the night, I found myself downstairs, moving through the area where the junkies were having this hypodermic orgy and partying their asses off. Everyone was sharing needles with everyone else, and everyone was visibly stoned off their asses. Suddenly, I felt a pinprick. I can't remember if it was on my arm or my lower body, but it was on my right side. I knew, immediately, that I had just been stuck with something that was just going around, and I was terrified, because I didn't know what it was, or how much I was just given.

Practically jumping out of my skin, I pushed the arm away from me and turned around to see who had just injected me. There was this absolutely smokin' chick standing in front of me, with short, black hair. (Looked kinda like This picture of Victoria Beckham.) She was swaying and grinning widely - her eyes nearly shut - and apparently wasted. She kept telling me to relax and have a good time. I was worried about what she just gave me, and at first she was having fun with my not knowing. She just refused to tell me what it is, and kept teasing me about it. We talked a little bit, though, and she turned out to be really cool and down to earth. I asked her again, in all seriousness, what she had stuck me with, and she said it was "just codeine", and aside from possibly feeling a little drunk, I would be fine. She said it with this very matter-of-fact, but reassuring, "dude, don't freak out" smile on her face, that actually made her all the more attractive. We flirted a lot, but I decided not to get too wrapped up with her, because apparently she had a problem with a lot more than codeine, and I didn't want too much to do with that sorta scenario. The sexual chemistry was definitely there, though, so while I didn't completely go after her, I filed her away as a maybe, and ended up going back to another section of the party.

Later, a really rowdy bunch of bikers showed up to the party. Their leader appeared to be Bobcat Goldthwait, playing a loud, over-the-top character like his Zed from the Police Academy movies, but much younger and more built - more threatening, overall. This group actually turned out to be shape-shifters. They morphed into these reptilian creatures that looked almost like Xenomorphs. (I've been playing the AvP demo lately, on the ps3.) Pretty soon, the entire party was in chaos, and these things were going around, attacking everyone in sight. I don't really remember how it happened, but I ended up getting the black, symbiote Spider-Man suit. It had something to do with the shape-shifters' being here, and I just happened to be the one to get my hands on it. There was this epic battle, with me as the black-suited Spidey, but I don't remember too much of it.

What I do remember, is that I got my ass handed to me, by these things. I was buried in a pile of rubble, on a high building, somewhere else in the city, and felt like I was just regaining consciousness. I was being pulled out of the rubble, by some unknown figure. It took me a moment to realize who it was. It was dark out, but there was the occasional white flash of what seemed to be a spotlight sweeping across our position.

It was the girl from the party...but she was dressed as Batgirl. But she wasn't just dressed as Batgirl. She was Batgirl. The armored suit she had on was amazing - definitely the real deal (and actually kind of masculine, as if it was fitted for Batman's torso). She hauled me out of the pile of metal and stone. Her mask was off, and she was still obviously a bit intoxicated, but looking much better and more coherent. We had a short conversation about how she was actually Batgirl, but was just going through some things and had a drug problem, but she'd taken a liking to me, and pulled herself together, when she saw that I'd been injured in fighting off those alien/things. She also had a hoverboard, like Goblin Jr. had in Spider-Man 3, and we teamed up to fight against the remaining creatures. The fight was amazing, and there was a lot of high-flying acrobatics and web swinging. I remember, by the end, I had actually gotten control of her board, still wearing the black Spidey suit, and launched one of the pumpkin grenades up into my hand - from a switch near my foot - caught it, and threw it at the last remaining shape-shifter to kill it.

Pretty badass. Lol.

O!! You're back! Looking forward to reading your current dreams. It'll be like the old DJ days.

That's AWESOME man!!! Drug-addicted superheroines!!!

Originally Posted by Xox

O!! You're back! Looking forward to reading your current dreams. It'll be like the old DJ days.

Hey there, Rabia. Nice to see you roaming around in my DJ.

I haven't been sleeping much, lately, and my recall has been horible, but I'm trying to get up to speed. Heh.

Originally Posted by Darkmatters

That's AWESOME man!!! Drug-addicted superheroines!!!

Rofl. Yeah, I thought so, too. Such an awesome/interesting twist on Batgirl's alter ego. I'd love to see/read a full story on that character!


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03/04/2010
"Not So Star-Crossed"

I remember very little of this one, but at one point, I was walking down the hallway of a shopping center. A few doors away, I saw a tiny young woman coming out of a store. She then turned around and locked it, as if closing up shop. She began walking in my direction, but she didn't seem to notice me yet. Soon, there was an enormous smile on my face. I recognized her almost immediately - even in the business suit and under her new, bright, bleached-blonde hair. It was my old flame, MP, who had moved up north about 8 years ago. (I'm guessing it was blonde in the dream because MP looks a lot like Gwen Stefani (especially those lips. Rawr. lol), except that she has auburn hair).

I was going to call out her name, but I decided to wait, since she was already walking toward me. She hadn't made eye contact yet, so just as she was about to pass my side, I took a sweeping sidestep and position myself directly in her path, almost causing her to run into me. Grinning, I looked down to her and said her full name, as if I was the Law or something. Startled, she looked up at me. Her concern melted away into a wide-eyed smile, when she recognized who I was. "Greg?!" She jumped at me and threw her arms around me.

We spent a lot of time together, catching up. I can't remember all of the details, but it was great. We were just all over each other; not in a sexual way - just in that it was apparent that we'd both missed each other very much. I believe we did kiss a couple of times, just spent most of our time all hugged up on one another.

Hooray, nostalgia. =/



03/05/2010
Fragment:
The only thing I can remember is some ordeal involving a ghost and Hell-Hounds.



03/06/2010
Fragment:
More dead-guy stuff. Something to do with having to help someone with a project for work or school. Then I found out that the method in which the work was done, and the time it took to do it, had some kind of bearing on whether I (or someone else, I can't remember) got to stay here on Earth, or dragged into the afterlife.

03/09/2010
"Is That a Chopstick in Your Pocket, or...?"

So, Todd and I were out at some giant festival, on the water. It was a lake, and all around it were these bandstand floats where different concerts were playing, some of which had full bars/tables/chairs on them. We boated (or swam? I don't remember.) over to one bar and got out. He ordered a drink, but I didn't have my ID, so I declined, when the bartender asked if I wanted one.

There were two girls sitting right beside us, at the counter. They were sitting next to each other, but I'm not sure if they knew each other or not. We moved over and started talking to them. One was this tall, dark blond, American chick. The other was a tiny, Asian girl. They were both good-looking. We started talking to them, and the sexual banter just started flying. They asked us if we wanted to hang out with them for a while, get a room, and play some game where Todd and I had to bet on who got laid first (and this was the girls' idea! Lol). Of course we agreed, and we were soon back at a hotel.

We were all sitting on a single bed, just bullshitting with each other, drunk. Todd was flirting with the American girl, and I was with the other. After a short while, there was just this kind of silent agreement that we were both going to get laid at the same time, and Todd and the one girl left the room, to go to the room next door. I turned out the light, and the little Asian girl and I started making out. She seemed really timid, at first, but was getting into it. Pretty soon, we both had our shirts off, and she had her hand down my pants. Suddenly, in the middle of our make-out session, by the time we were fully undressed, and she was wrapped up in the blanket, she made a sound like she was about to throw up. I leaned up and asked her if she was ok, and she looked really green/sick...and scared.

I could tell there was something she wanted to say, but she just couldn't spit it out. She just kept looking at me, like I was about to slit her throat or something. I asked her "do you need to throw up?" She shook her head. I said, "did you just drink too much?" She shook her head again. I said, "well? What is it?" Reluctantly, she said that there was something under the blanket that she didn't think I would want to see. Immediately, I was thinking to myself, "Oh, God. Please, don't tell me she's got like some gruesome STD or something." I finally said, "ok...and that is?" Again, she took her time and just stared at me in fear, clutching the blanket to her. After some more hesitation, she said in a six-inch voice, "it's...kinda gross..." Already horrified, by this point, I just had to at least know what it was. She said, "It's 'myopi.'" (I don't think that's an actual word, unless it really is Asian. The closest thing I know of is "myopia", which is an eye condition.) Confused by this, I asked, "what's 'myopi?"

She hesitated again, and finally - clutching the blanket even tighter - she said "...my dick."

I felt like I'd just been hit in the spine with a baseball bat. My entire nervous system froze up. I tried to confirm what she/he/it had just said. "Your.....?"

"My dick."

Slowly, in shock, I got up from the bed. When I moved, (s)he slunk away to the other side of the bed, near the wall, and drew his/her knees up, as if (s)he knew I was about to beat the Holy Shit out of him/her. And (s)he wasn't far from the truth. I was livid. My fists were clenched and I just kept staring, my mind still trying to work out the license plate of the truck that had just run over me. Slowly, fists still clenched, I moved around to his/her side of the bed and sat down on the windowsill nearby. God, I wanted to hit him/her/it, SO FUCKING BAD, but I fought to keep myself calm. I'm not homophobic, in the least - but I do have a problem with being deceived, and put in this situation. Using every ounce of self-control I could muster, I said something like "So...let me get this straight..." She/he finished the thought for me, and explained how he was a guy that was going through a sex change, and hadn't 'finished the process'; if you get my meaning. There was very little light in the room, and by the silhouette, I could see that his long-ish hair was gone, and he now had short, spiky, guy hair. And then, out of nowhere, looking as if he was about to cry, he blurted out "you already made out with me! Why don't you just bone me??!"

At this point, I felt like I was the one about to throw up.

That's all I remember. So, if you'll excuse me, I think I'll go take a cold shower and curl up on the floor in the fetal position.

haha Damn Those treacherous Trannies can even get ya in the dream state. Damn that must sucked.

Originally Posted by Man of Shred

haha Damn Those treacherous Trannies can even get ya in the dream state. Damn that must sucked.

Rofl. Tell me about it.
It didn't help that some of the girls at work happened to be talking about some of their drag-queen, guy friends and wanting to go to the gay club with them, and how they "tuck it" when they are running around in panties and whatnot. I'm like "STOP! STOP! JUST STOP IT!" LOL.

Then I told them about the dream. They thought it was hilarious, of course.

03/10/2010
Fragment
The only thing I can remember, is driving a motorcycle down the highway, and somehow doing a stunt to where I was driving sideways, along the side of a bus or limo or something. (Was playing a lot of GTA4, before bed, and was riding the bikes for a while.)


03/11/2010
"Corporal Punishment"

I was a part of some archaic, seemingly religious organization. For some reason, we had the charge of punishing a large group of small children. From the beginning, I had reservations against going through it. I wasn't sure if what we were doing was just or not. But still, I did what I was supposed to do, joining the others in belting all of the kids with leather straps. Once that portion of their punishment was over with, we had to go on to the next stage. This time, they weren't being beaten with belts. They were being beaten with heavy, block-shaped maces.

With the mace in my hands, I knew that there was no way in Hell that I could go through with this. Paying no attention to me, the others started hammering away. It was a violent scene, to be sure, but I really don't remember much more of it, aside from spatters of red hitting the walls and coating the maces and arms of my colleagues. After no long period of time, I couldn't watch anymore. I tried to assert that what these guys were doing was wrong, but they didn't listen. They just kept bludgeoning the terrified kids as if they were literally deaf to my protests.

The last thing I remember is finally running in, to stand between the kids at the other members of the organization. I swooped up one of the kids that were being wailed on, shielding him with my back and shoulder, and this kid's attacker just kept on swinging. He cracked my arms a good 3 or four times, rapidly, the spikes biting into my skin with all the visual subtlety of a pick-axe, and spraying my blood into the air as if it were pressurized. The pain I felt was strong, but it wasn't sharp, like you'd expect of a mace. It was more like being hit with a rubber mallet, traveling at a very high speed.

It was in being pummeled with this weapon, that I woke up.



03/12/2010
"Lake Mary High Skirmish"

I was at my old high school. Don't remember much of this, but there was an attack by either aliens or some sort of mutations or something. There were soldiers, dressed in black, and these huge black tentacle monsters, that I believe came up out of the ground. Somewhere in the school, we found a hatch that led to all of these corridors, underground, which looked like the basement level of a factory or something.

It was down here, where I realized I was dreaming. We were trying to get through a large, metal door, but we just could not get it open. I tried to pull off a Hadoken, drawing my arms back and holding palms a few inches apart, fingers curled toward each other. I don't know if I just couldn't focus, or was focusing too hard, but I just could not form the ball of energy. I tried to envision it, in my head, but could not manifest it. I did say a dull, blue glow, reflecting off of the door in front of me, telling me that it was just on the verge of working. But, try as I might, I just couldn't solidify it. In vain, I threw my hands out in front of me and yelled, Hadoken! But nothing happened.

Back on the surface, I had gained a bit more control, and was completely owning all of the soldiers and hydra-like monsters on the campus, but my recall of it all is nothing but a few stills and concepts. I do remember a little bit of flying, but that's about it.

Originally Posted by Oneironaut

03/10/2010
Fragment
The only thing I can remember, is driving a motorcycle down the hallway, and somehow doing a stunt to where I was driving sideways, along the side of a bus or limo or something. (Was playing a lot of GTA4, before bed, and was riding the bikes for a while.)

LOL I know the feeling, I'll always randomly get motorcycle dreams when I play that game even thought I've never rode one in my life.

Originally Posted by Oneironaut

[B]03/10/2010
I tried to pull off a Hadoken, drawing my arms back and holding palms a few inches apart, fingers curled toward each other. I don't know if I just couldn't focus, or was focusing too hard, but I just could not form the ball of energy.

You must defeat sheng long to stand a chance.

Originally Posted by Akono

You must defeat sheng long to stand a chance.

Damnit...I knew I forgot something. LOL.

Speaking of forgetfulness...

03/15/2009
Not a damn thing.

The transsexual dream was hilarious. You had me in suspense wondering what the problem was going to be. I kind of figured that was how it was going to turn out though. I liked your comment at the end.

That last Lucid sounded pretty awesome, with the tentacled creatures coming up form the ground and all. Too bad you lost so much of it.

I've been also dreaming of riding a motorcycle a lot. Weird. I don't ride one.

I also had a problem with some dream powers recently to help people cleanse a tainted river.

The religious organization sounds like The Spanish Inquisitors, or The Knights Templar.