Throughout the dream, I was seeing other people's instances of problems and such with shipping charges, packages, etc.
At the end of the dream I was going to ship something to myself and started worrying about overcharging, then laughed.
A series of fragments followed which all had me at my computer.
In the first, I had generated a random image, and it just happened to to be the same as another image I had, but was half the size. This evidentially proved a theory.
Later, I was showing my Mom something on the computer while we ate.
I was discussing with other people an easily extendible and modifiable web-based environment, using the environment itself to do the discussion.
(yes, I'm horribly lazy at posting these, and do fudge the date.)
A false awakening; I was in my bed, laying down, and a bee was buzzing at the corner of my pillow. I swatted at it a bit and sat up, looking around for it.
A dream similar to this one's beginning had occurred before. It was kinda like a particular movie, I think.
I and another person were going to investigate something nasty, we had gotten clearance to take guns with us. Two real cops, one female and one male, turned up as well, we tried to shoot each other, but it didn't work. I hadn't turned off my gun's safety.
We're under a breeze way, the four of us, and notice a teenage-ish girl having been bit by a rabbit, she seems to be pulsating or something. We start to take her away. By the time we get to the vehicles we're carrying a male, we can't get him over the tape, smash him into the ground, break his leg.
He buys a hamburger meal and is fine, we were debating something when I woke up.
I had memories of a dream like this happening before, as well.
We were waiting to enter a new ship, the 'elders' went before us, religious-ish, there was a rabbit-prophet-man who tried to heal people.
To get on the new ship you went through tubes, popped out, then into a new tube until you stopped yourself. The ship was in a watery area next to the set of tubes.
There were a lotta passageways, a woman whose 'mother' had built this structure was very adept at manuvering through it. I tried to jump to her but fell, the rabbit-man said that this was my last healing then left, the dream faded into the next.
We were coming back from a summer camp at school where we were playing a game, kinda like Jedi Knight II. The creator of the game had just done a test, I had made some suggestions and was rewarded.
At first the game was in a window, then it slowly and weirdly switched to fullscreen.
It had been free to pay, but was going to be pay to play, and I was still on my free-account.
My parents and I were walking home on branches, I stopped and jumped to the ground when they started going in circles, they were struggling onward. Then I woke up.
I was at the first day of school, sitting at my computer oddly enough, in a building that looked like my house. I wasn't doing much of anything, and my computer's screens were blacked, although I could control iTunes with the keyboard anyway.
I was excused for the day, then, walking out of the house, pasted some info into a iCab window. I was then with a group of other people outside. We got into a truck, most of us looked like cats or dogs. One fluffy dog was hanging from the top of my seat, while another tiny dog was also with us.
We drove about a bit before we were emerged in a virtual reality. We were fighting various enemies with replenishing stacks of melee or thrown weaponry. Each time one was used, it would shatter. I was holding my set of weird daggers in each hand, throwing them. The game evidentially was for both PC and Mac.
We had to let our eq warm up at first, as it was frozen when the game started, and would not move. At one point during the game one of my teammate hit me with his thrown weapon.
After we won we played around with the other controls, like sending email to each other.
When I started to wake up I thought I was coming out of the VR, and, so, moved my head a bit and went back in. Woke up a little later for real.
Really need to improve my early-in-the-night recall...
I was developing some software, getting input from users. Problems with the windows implentation came up frequently- quite like it does at times with FSO scripting, in fact.
We were wandering about a museum with weapons, weird technology and such, killings of ancient bodies had occurred, we were speculating, I thought it was a person with many metal appendages in place of arms and possibly legs, others hypothesized that it was two people with high-tech suits and such, ony which was missing a leg or something.
It was quite spooky, and we started amassing weapons, some of which, although ancient, were designed to kill or defend against some of the monsters which had evidentially been unleashed.
Some of our group crawled off over some boxes to examine some victims, which one person said were probably all of low standing, as she had seen this type of crime before. Sho also thought all of the supernatural stuff to be invalid.
A monster was heard approaching, and we picked up our ancient weaponry, I had a large shield. Then someone tried to throw a helm to us as the monster appeared, but it hit the monster in the head. The monster's head then fell off, the dream began to dissolve and I woke myself, kinda consciously as I saw the dream dissolve.
We were arranging who was going to take what rooms, sets of two connected, people were sneaking about, discussing the matter.
I was following around some olderish guy, various other people were milling around, we climbed up a stack of books/a ladder to an observation room, people wer floating around outside it.
Arf, when I woke up one of the things I remembered was only that I noticed, crystal-clear, that I was in a dream. No other details. I was waking and then falling back asleep, so that might have had some effect. All my lucid dreams seem to have occurred early in the night, and I don't remember them well...
I walked into a building, waiting for someone, then one of my classmates entered, others were looking for signs of us outside, there was an elevator.
There was a stack of pies, the premade boxed kind with the blue ribbon, and I was taking some down to eat at my table in this fastfoodish place.
Later in the dream, I was walking beside the highway.
Remembered this after sitting down in front of my computer. I remember a few parts, but there might have been more.
Another school day. Argh. I hoped that this was the last one, especially since it really interrupts the summer break that was going on for the last few weeks. Anyway, I had also, for some reason, brought along my black backpack, which contained a lot of my electronics and such.
I along with some of the other boys in my class were sitting on the yellow parking-spot concrete pieces for cars. We were talking and such, generally passing time, when a teacher or somesuch came along, and told us to slide the yellow-concrete thingies back into position. They were only fastened on one side, and had slid away. Shane decided not to comply and responded instead "But I have constables and latin in my pockets.", constables being a word that escapes memory.
Then, we were trying to cause each other pain with sticks, jabbing each other in the groin with them. I was running, and got caught, then dived across the road, in front of a car, to pick up one which had been thrown over there. I then jumped all the way to behind my assailant, breaking his stick in the process several times over.
While we were in school there had evidentially been a hurricane, and we had to pass through a giant set of wooden doors behind which everyone was waiting onto a flimsy bridge-boat, which took us to a carrier ship where most of the cars were waiting. Some cars were in the water, and navy ships were taking these students to their ride.
Anyway, I walked, frightened, over the flimsy bridge, then found my ride and hopped in. One of my classmates was already there, which I disregarded at the time but which was quite strange.
Anyway, annoyed that they let the storm come up, I began digging in my electronics bag to check that everything was ok. I pulled out my Archos case, but saw that my archos was already on. I tried to use it, but then realized that the controls weren't in the right places- it was a different model!
When we got home I used the archos to sign on his AIM account, and talked to his friends in a chat room a bit. "Who am I?" didn't get any useful response, but "How can I find out who I am?" got "Why don't you check your contact into?". Sure enough, when I did, I found the person's phone number.
I called on the Archos, and talked with his Mom for a bit, explaining the situation. Then the Archos's batteries went dead, and the dream faded out...
Was laying in bed when a bit of a dream flashed into my head. All I managed to hold onto was this: Viking Ship/Sand/Playground.
I was a freshmen at some kinda academy for royal folks, and was sitting at a table eating, overhearing some jokes about freshmen by the higher-ups.
It was raining horrendously, and the cats were looking very pathetic, so I let them in, and, in doing so, noticed that there was a horse at the door.
We were in jail where two people we knew were serving 30 minuets of jailtime, which they were no stranger to. They were released, and, ignoring the staff's protests, we began to explore the jail.
We made our way to a museum, with various exhibits, and, at one point, as my classmates seems to be with me now, I was with Shane and Matthew. Shane proceeded to fly some 747-ish plane around, while Matthew got into some sort of "flying" suit, which we timed him as staying in for 43 minuets or so, using the vastly accurate process of assuming that he got in at the start of the hour. (must get to wearing and checking my actual watch more.)
We then continued to walk through, and saw a number of exhibits, such as a "Miracles of Science" exhibit.
Several times, I was with some random assortment of classmates and other people, either running through the halls with ropes, or riding some trolly thingy around in a blalent violation of the rules.
This dream had a very anime-ish look to it, and seems to only be a part of a dream.
I was in the back seat of a high-tech car, having accepted an offer of a ride somewhere, with two women occupying the front seats. The car was speeding down the highway, and driving itself...
I was taken on, right before the project was launched pubicly, to work on a website with two other staff members. It had facilities for us posting news, for uses to post their own stuff, and for one other thing.
This one had a sifi/anime feel/look.
My family was planning to go out to eat, and I went out early after making some comments about the location. I managed to get past some evil people trying to hijack the facility, and was then hired by the owner and turned into a super-powerful-ish being, then I meet back up with my parents, was 'healed' of my power, and then was re-hired.
I was in a class, taught by one of the teachers at my school, with the rest of my classmates. It was RPG-ish, and you had to select either to be a warrior or archer, and you got either a dagger or a bow. Several fish were thrown in your general direction, some catching on wires and such. Then we ate cupcakes, and were offered drinks.
I had just walked out of a hallway, leading from a rather different place, and emerged in an area that looked somewhat like my school, with a number of the faculty there as well. I had been here sevral times before in the dream to meet someone, and was looking for them now, but could not find them. I was taken by one of the teachers to help out in their project: to find any boardgames that were lost in the rain.
I picked up sevral and was going to take them inside, but was instructed to lay them down. After picking up some more, I think I wandered off, looking, down into the dark wooded area.
Was trying to remember my last dream, but then fell back asleep, and so all I could remember was this:
We teleported to a battlefield.
Well, woke today, a wee bit early perhaps, with the thought that I should record the last dream, as I thought that it was lucid. Don't remember too much of it, but I think I was in some kind of an underground populated area, or a train station; there were a number of people milling around, and I think I remember previously going to get some food from a nearby store.
Well, it suddenly occurred to me that this might be a dream, so I tried to float, and, after a few tries, kinda succeeded, although not to any great degree. I told myself to stay calm, and considered spinning, but thought that it wasn't necessary.
I tried to will some people to appear, but didn't have any success... Then I think the normal dreams continued on for a while.
Then I was at a relative's after, I think, being dropped there by my parents and, somehow, knew I was in a dream, although I think that went away after a short bit.
Then, finally, I had some sense and woke up just now after thinking that I should log this, heh. Think I should see if I can wake up right after the lucid dream or somesuch; as it is, I'm kinda doubtful if they /were/ lucid. Hmm, can the mind trick you into thinking that you're conscious? heh. But, with a good enough trick, you /would/ essentially be conscious...
And then, while typing the first, this popped to mind!
I'd told someone I wanted to do something with them, but then they immediately fled. I started to look for them, but could not find them. I saw someone I evidentially knew on the "elevator", which looked kinda like the falling-mushrooms in Sonic. I had a very hard time getting on; why I didn't just walk on I don't know. There was evidentially a pathway of leaves or something beside it, and I walked down those and tried to jump on from there.
I'm too lazy to do a proper drawing, so here's a little idea of what it looks like: roomdream.png
Woah. Just woke up, with only one though in my mind: "Guided by the light of the project we live", which seems to be totally nonsensical. I stayed laying there for a bit, and suddenly i was thinking - that wasn't a dream, but this was, so why am I recalling that?- and then it plopped back down into my head!
First, I was at the form for joining up again with a web-based game, kinda like http://www.nukezone.nu/. I was looking through the family choices, and had rather decided to sabotage whichever that I joined. I picked spells that would work well for the job, and choose the name "con+ra", deciding that it extended to "contraband". Then I choose a family and was off...
Then, in something of a sub-dream, dad was driving me evidentially to the house. "we've installed some new features" he said. Which was quite true. First, we passed what looked like the house, but it was very boarded up. Then, as we were going exceedingly fast, we rammed through a large sheet of plastic. Then a sheet of wood. Finally, turning to avert a collision, we stopped near what was the house.
Then the rest of the dream continued. I had bought a pizza to take to the new family- peperoni with one slice also bearing mushrooms, and we put this in the tree out front, which was quite multi purposed. It had pizza warmers, and was also the home of a three-eye green slug, owned by the person who had driven me there (no longer anyone I knew). The slug had used to be a horse, but something nasty must've happened to it, and someone had thoughtfully brought it back here to live out it's years.
The house still looked rather like mine. At first the leader, looking kinda like a former teacher of mine, was wary of me- probably because of my suspicious choice of spells- but then she turned into a cat. There was a small garden by the house as well.
Another person then came out and started getting mad.
I had created a RPG, heavily based on a set of (almost magical) playing pieces. You could drop items, such as swords and gold, on your player's piece to pick them up and such. There was also a non-item compass piece, and several other types of pieces. I had just discovered a bug where sometimes, for some reason, you couldn't pick up items.
Once, while beta testing, I had barely managed to defeat a monster and picked up the loot-50 or so "Falcoms" (scimitar-ish sword?), leaving some for my team mates. After this, I decided to move the beta testing of the RPG closer to where I lived, as opposed to out in California, which was on the other side of the continent.
The previous location was on a dry sandy area, with very large crab legs sticking out of the soil. Occasionally it would look, instead, like my bed.
I was planning on hosting further games in a really neato local pizza place, right down the street from my house (oddly enough, there isn't one there IRL), or another local eatery, such as the mexican one.
So, I quickly loaded all the pieces and such into my hands, apprehensive of the crab-legs, which had receded into the ground for the moment, and began my journey. At some point, a rolled up piece of paper appeared around them, and I could hold them much easier. I arrived at my home without any hassle.
Then, people began to complain about the change. They said I was inviting abuse, and that atleast in the previous location (some-powerful-group-here) held some sway over the participants, making them not want to do anything bad.
I began to feel angry-ish, for, although others had evidentially written the core story for the game, I had filled in with many additions which I felt were creative and original.
