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    Log 1024 - February 2018 TOTM Bonus Task and Other Assorted Stories

    by FireFlyMan on 02-18-2018 at 12:29 AM
    Created Saturday 17 February 2018

    Got quite a bit to note, including two DILDs.

    Scrap Group 1

    Repeated dreams. I think these were horror themed, and set in a forest.

    Reading other member's journals in DV. Noticed someone mentioning getting in a fight with my guide, E (or a character with a similar name), who'd apparently used moths to attack.

    Watching King of the Hill. There was a roadkill squirrel by the neighborhood lot. Hank goes off to get supplies to clean it off. When he returns, he found that it'd already been removed. Bill later reveals having cooked and eaten the carcass.

    Dream 1 - February 2018 TOTM Bonus Task

    Scene 1 - Beware of Duck
    The visuals were slightly blurred. I was going down a dirt road in a wetland forest, a silver blue sky above. A Dwarf Fortress styled interface occupied my viewpoint from below, along with a like-styled ASCII mini-map.

    That might've explained why I thought it a good idea to grind my fighting skills by wrestling with some wildlife. At a nearby puddle, I took hold of several Muscavy ducks, and pinned them to the ground. After a few minutes, one of my fingers started feeling unusually itchy. I looked at my right hand, only to find a bloody stump where my ring finger should be. Scrolling through the message log revealed that a duck was indeed responsible. Stunned, I cleaned the wound in the puddle, and reeled away. Once the bleeding stopped, I resumed fighting, if a bit more carefully. And yet, I ended up promptly losing another finger, my middle finger specifically. I hurried to a nearby river to clean the injury best I could. Thinking of having previously done as much with murky water made me gravely concerned of a potential infection. The map showed a mess of blood in the stream and the surrounding dirt, though it wasn't anywhere near as bad in my natural viewpoint.

    Anyway, I thought it best to rest under a tree for a while. Some time later, I noticed various strange messages, each stating something like "your stomach is digesting itself." Was I starving? Did the bleeding cause this hunger? Hurredly, I wandered off further down the road via the fast travel menu, and stopped at a fork. There were several passerby's, but I ignored them. The ASCII mini-map revealed berries growing near a tree, which, much as in DF, were in infinite supply. I snatched an armful of the fruit, and chowed down. Also like in DF, I had to go in and out of fast travel to eat enough to satiate myself.

    Unknown transition.

    Scene 2 - I Can See the Writing on the Walls
    The visuals were dim and slightly blurred. I was in the hallways of an unknown structure, a place illuminated by weak lights. I soon arrived at a widened space crowded with people. Among the guests was my brother, Jose, who went off elsewhere. I later encountered Herbert, an old friend of mine. As I greeted him, I realized the dream, and told him as much.

    Things immediately deteriorated into a void. Unphased, I thought of TOTMs, and recalled the truth spell task. After forming a white energy ball between my hands, I whispered "truth". Nothing seemed to happen for a moment, before I was suddenly dragged around by a mysterious force. A stone wall then materialized beside me, scrawled completely with engraved words. Among the mess, I noticed my maternal grandma's name, along with several vague messages, though I couldn't make any sense of these. Further away, another wall formed. There were several posters there, including an ad for tuna fish, though none of that seemed pertinent. I glanced back at the construction beside me, where I found an opened red greetings card not too far off. This depicted a mediocre anime-esque drawing of two figures chatting. On a message box above them was text scribbled in crayon. As I was pulled near it, I snatched the card. It read as followed:

    "Your days are nigh; as you read this, another day goes by."

    Hmm... "Time is short", right? I got the message.

    Not too clear what else occurred until the dream ended.

    Dream 2 - Buzz Buzz Dreamer

    Unwitting, non-lucid void transition. Between random thoughts, a clear scene began to form. I was then floating around on my back down a road. Ahead and to the right of me was swamp land. A bit further ahead and to my left was a two-story shopping plaza. First facility in sight was a Peruvian cafe. On the upper level was a large donut shop, flashing in neon and evoking a gaudy 50's retro design. Intrigued, I floated towards there, when I got lucid. Furthermore, I started shrinking uncontrollably. Anyway, I slid through the balcony's railing, but was prevented from going further than that. I then noticed someone else passing by, a plain-looking light haired woman with shades, a blue smock, and black tights. For the heck of it, I formed insectile wings on my back, and, while flying upright, started buzzing around her. This quickly irritated the woman, who swatted at me in futility. She later took off her shades to glare at me, when she suddenly whipped her tongue out at me like a frog, almost catching me off-guard.

    Things destabilized and ended shortly afterwards.

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    Vague memories of being in a school.

    Dream 3 - Trap Block

    The visuals were a bit blurred. I was running around on the floor of a giant bedroom, where I was given the form of the original NES Super Mario. Jose was there as well, as Luigi. There were a bunch of Super Mushrooms and Fire Flowers just lying around, which we picked up. I jumped on the bed frame, where I strike a hidden block. This somehow transforms my brother into Bowser. The "screen's" borders suddenly closed in on my sides, and I couldn't jump higher or down either. Likewise, Jose, in his new form, couldn't leap high enough to reach me. We were effectively stuck.

    I woke up soon afterwards.

    Updated 02-18-2018 at 04:44 AM by FireFlyMan

    lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment , task of the month

    Log 1015 - Secret Boss Guide

    by FireFlyMan on 02-09-2018 at 04:47 AM
    Created Thursday 08 February 2018

    I've got a few things to note. But, I kinda messed around too much, and have forgotten more than I should've.

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    False memories of a dream kept repeating after an awakening. Supposedly, this involved powered armor being sold at the grey market, and my justification on buying such.

    Dream 1 - Secret Boss Guide

    The visuals were a bit blurred. I was playing a live-action version of a fantasy roguelike, one with a setting very similar to Shadow of the Wyrm. This started just after I completed the final quest, in which I've slayed all of the game's gods.

    After some unknown travels, I stop at a Victorian-era style castle, a place much too novel for the setting. The interior was built of gleaming white marble, yet, besides a dusty red carpet lining its hallways, the place was bare of furnishings. So too did it lack people. Eventually, within an office, I finally did find an occupant. This was the local ruler, her haggard appearance and traveler's garb belying her nobility. More importantly, she was the quest-giver to my latest task. We spoke of as much, the conversation in text box, though I'd accidentally skipped most of it. I did, however, catch two interesting tidbits: that there was one more ultimate quest to be done, and that this involved someone named after my guide, 'E'. Intrigued, I pressed her for more, though she only made repeated utterances. "Kill this final god for us", beckoned the lady, "she's been nothing but trouble."

    Almost instantly afterwards, I arrived at the entrance of a vast fortress built of dark stone. I go up a ladder to a parapet, then climbed through an unglazed window. Inside, I sneaked through an indoor balcony, its slit interior wall concealing much of whatever was below. As I passed by, a text box spams messages of enemy in-fighting, one (or a group) of which was known as a Spectral Tyrant Queen. These foes, I thought, stood no chance against me. No need to bog myself with mindless combat.

    Some more wandering around took me through an empty assembly hall and unguarded corridors. Eventually, at the corner of a long hallway, I reached the door to the boss room. I open it, and find... a contemporary office, painted in melon colors, clear of everything but the desk, chair, and cabinet. Well that's an anticlimax. I figured this experience wasn't real, only to conclude I was getting distracted with an unusually vivid daydream.

    I briefly woke up, and unwittingly reentered. What's more, I'd unconsciously willed the boss fight proper. Enter E, appearing as a giantess, emerging slowly right after she had punched a hole through the floor. She found my presence amusing, and dared me to attack. Before I could say a word, she lashes at me with a frog-like tongue, clearly with the intent to eat me. Failing that, she swiped and thrashed about. I somehow was able to roll away from each of her strikes. I soon noted my lacking weapons. Before I could go about finding one, the dream ended abruptly.

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    Watching Dragon Ball Super in the living room. Frieza gets resurrected once more, returning in pieces as last time. At least then, he was intact enough to speak. It seemed some humans have unwittingly revived him. Cut to some of the good guys in a pool party at Bulma's place. Yamcha got a new girlfriend. What's more, against all reasoning, Krillin got reconnected with Maron (his girlfriend from years before). I noticed some of my aunts were there. They were completely befuddled about the cartoon.

    At home. Lotsa detailed stuff about my nephew soiling his pants. I'd rather forget about that...

    Updated 02-10-2018 at 03:19 AM by FireFlyMan (some minor editing)

    non-lucid , dream fragment

    Log 1013 - Juice and Corruption

    by FireFlyMan on 02-07-2018 at 03:48 AM
    Created Tuesday 06 February 2018

    This sickness is my new enemy. Whatever the case, I somehow managed a short DILD along with various other snippets.

    Scrap Group 1
    Wandering around town.

    Playing a roguelike. An NPC demanded that I kill the game world's gods.

    Dream 1 - Juice and Corruption

    Scene 1 - Failed Malfeasance Exposure
    The visuals were slightly blurred. I was walking around town during a grey, cloudy day. When returning home from the east, I noticed that one of the local plazas wasn't there. In its place was a mansion, the building itself barely visible past a wide, arborous perimeter. It's perhaps because of such concealment that a vehicle nearly ran me down as it swerved out of the structure's side gate.

    I turn the corner north and past the mansion's front entrance. Something there caught my eye, so I backtrack for a better view. Many other people quickly gathered, making it difficult to see. Among those around were a female reporter and a mailman, only notable because the former contracted the latter as a cameraman on the spot. Anyway, as I looked further, I discerned SWAT vehicles surrounding the building. False memory affirmed of recent allegations of shady activities on the part of the place's owners. I suspected they were a scapegoat to an unknown, far more unscrupulous party.

    As I continued north, I spotted the very owners themselves in plain sight. They were a stout, older Native American couple, the man wearing a fancy brown fringe leather jacket and pants ensemble, and the woman in a simple floral dress. Following them was an austere woman with very short red hair and a black suit. They spoke of previously trying to expose malfeasance on the part of others on the upper crust. But now, the group settled on cutting their losses and laying low.

    Things get unclear. Something about taking a bus to a mall. In a vending machine, I noticed a drink called "Buu Juice", which looked like a bottle of pink Gatorade with Kid Buu from Dragon Ball Z on the label. Then, I'd random thoughts and made Google searches on commercial cactus fruit juices. Warp.

    Scene 2 - Buu Juice
    The visuals were dim and slightly blurred. I was wandering inside a vast, poorly lit condominium. I unwittingly walked into a suite. Bags of groceries were inside the kitchen. On a table, I spotted a two-liter bottle of the above-mentioned Buu Juice. This somehow sparks lucidity. Things started hazing up. Instinctive finger rubbing slowly corrected that. I then drank of that juice, though it took my chugging the whole thing before I could taste anything. It was watermelon flavored, suitably enough.

    Just then, I heard someone arriving. So I hid under the table. For extra discretion, I also shrunk myself to the size of an action figure. I peeked out, and found a woman with short dark-blonde hair entering the area. She soon noticed the empty bottle. Outraged and flustered, she darted around to search for the culprit responsible.

    Things collapsed soon afterwards.

    Updated 02-09-2018 at 11:50 PM by FireFlyMan (oops, errant text)

    lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment

    Log 1007 - Neo Civil War

    by FireFlyMan on 02-01-2018 at 12:19 AM
    Created Wednesday 31 January 2018

    Gonna try keep my New Year's promise. Anyway, I don't have much to note today.

    Don't have as much to note as I'd like...

    Dream 1 - Neo Civil War

    The visuals were a bit blurred. This occurred in an alternate timeline. After the horrors of WWII, the nations of the world unilaterally adopted extreme Luddist and isolotionist policies. This results in both technological stagnation, and grave regression in civil and human rights. Half the US, for instance, had gone back to using slave labor. Cue another Civil War in the 60's. I was given the role of a New Union Army officer and spy. In my latest solo infiltration of a Neo-Confederate base, I discover their hoarding and developing rocket launchers. To sabotage their efforts, I fire one such weapon into their warehouse, destroying their stockpile. But, my escape goes sour, and I'm captured. The rebels then promptly execute me by hanging. As painful and intense a death as it was, I was... oddly unphased. I don't know why, but, even beyond the disruption I caused, I felt as if I had the last laugh.

    That cat then woke me up.

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    Vague memories of repeated dreams. Something of warping around and focusing on something?
    non-lucid , false awakening

    Log 996 - Black Market Manor and Other Assorted Stories

    by FireFlyMan on 01-21-2018 at 03:31 AM
    Created Saturday 20 January 2018

    Got some things to note today, including two DILDs. There were a bunch of dreamlets too, but I've

    Dream 1 - The Marvel/Capcom Dream Alliance

    The visuals were quite dim. This took place within a poorly lit office building at night-time. A chaotic battle was occurring between a joint force of Marvel and Capcom heroes (Iron-Man, Hawkeye, Captain America, the Hulk, Ryu, Megaman X, and Chun-li confirmed) against the menacing Ultron. The villain was overpowering his opponents. In a bold maneuver, Iron-Man, Cap, Ryu, and X held off the rogue robot to stall him. In the meantime, Hulk stood back, covering while Chun-Li departed elsewhere. Eventually, Hawkeye fired off an EMP arrow at Ultron, who easily caught it within a forcefield. "Is that the best you can do?", gloats Ultron. Hawkeye smirks. That's when a barrage of missiles strikes Ultron at his flank. He turns, and sees the side of an attack chopper, Bat-Man logos painted all over, and Chun-Li within the passenger cabin. With Ultron's concentration lapsed, the forcefield went down, and, upon the arrow exploding, so too did he.

    I manifest, and followed the group down some hallways. We then stop at a darkened, empty garage or storage area. Inside, three people were seated on the floor. One was a figure I couldn't discern (or had forgotten). The other two were rather plain looking twin women, dark skinned, and both with ponytails. Without any prompt, the other heroes and I gather around with them. Then, the enigma started a conversation about meditation and dreaming, and asked for the girls on their progress. One of them claimed to have made great strides in her meditation practices. The other had reportedly mastered inducing lucid dreams. And yet, she seemed hesitant of such, and even expressed worry about her outlook in the future. "She fears it's the 'end of an era', so to speak.", I blurted out. The girl suddenly wept. This caused an outburst from others, a mix of consolatory remarks, and of arguing over how to take my own statement. Such commotion went on for a while, until the dream ended.

    Dream 2 - Black Market Manor

    Scene 1 - Phase Floor Hazard
    The visuals were dim. I was wandering around the unlit hallways of the building above. Seems it had been completely vacated. When I stepped into a large room, I suddenly phased through the floor. Transition.

    Scene 2 - Arms Deal
    The visuals were clearer. I was outside the lot of a mansion, a place located in the middle of a tropical wilderness, daylight peeking through the canopy of trees. The building showed obvious signs of decades-long wear. Previously abandoned, it served as the den for hooligans and other squatters.

    I wander away into the forest, only to turn back. I then approached the leader of the group, a mid-twenty-something year old guy with a shaved haircut and goatee, to make a deal., to make a deal. He lead me inside to the ruined, graffiti-laden manor's "lobby". From his backpack, he pulled out a bag of finely ground hash. Wasn't at all interested in that. What I wanted was weapons. I "knew" that this guy, though not an arms vendor himself, was connected enough with the black market to acquire such.

    He pulled out a notebook, and we began working out a contract. I used the pseudonym titled after a Goetic demon, cycling through a few names, as some were already taken. Anyway, I requested modded SMGs. He seemed confused, stating that machine guns would be a more optimal choice. Some chica from the streets, presumably the guy's girlfriend, then arrived. The two bicker over details of the current negotiations for a while before turning their attention back to me. In the end, I settled for 2 silenced SMGs, and one machine gun, all very reasonably priced at several thousand dollars. I also asked about combat armor, but they seemed to have no idea what I was talking about. I then gushed on for a while about my favorite firearms. This quickly bored the two, so I just took my leave.

    Back outside, I made my way down faded dirt path through the forest. I'd false memories of having an interesting conversation with a fellow there not too long ago. So, I hurried along, thinking I might be able to catch up with him. Along the way, I noticed something familiar about pathway, as if it were a crude facsimile of my neighborhood. Curious, I flew up, and headed the direction where my home would be. This soon granted lucidity. I continued towards my "home", getting my head brushed under huge tree leaves along the way. Things start destabilizing. I desperately rubbed my hands, but couldn't keep from getting sucked into the void. I continued falling for about a minute before the dream ended.

    Dream 3 - Trivial Near Nightmare

    Dreamlet transitioned to dream. The visuals were dim and a bit blurred. I was lounging around at home during night time. Soon, I noticed my brother, Jay, going around and asking the others various trivia questions. He approached me with such, something about biology, I think, which I got wrong. He annoyed me with further drivel, during which I got lucid. But, I caught myself having paranoid thoughts about my brother, a sign that a nightmare might occur. Just to be safe, I impaled him with my hand, causing him to fade into inky vapor, all while he eerily continued his quiz otherwise undisturbed.

    I started hand rubbing, only to warp in bed. Noticing that it was still dark outside kept me lucid. Unfortunately, I had trouble moving. Concerns with such caused me to lose the dream quickly.

    Updated 01-21-2018 at 03:51 AM by FireFlyMan

    lucid , non-lucid , nightmare , false awakening