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The most lucid dream I have had:

Don’t remember much of it, only that there was a giant monster who only existed in a dream but could only be slain outside the dream. Unfortunately I actually woke up during the final phase of battle, or what became the final phase. I didn’t even notice that the dream had ended. I just went back to sleep because I wanted to see the aftermath of our battle.

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Super fun dream:

Started out with a trench war, except we only had bows. Our people were not all soldiers but we were dwindling in numbers and had to use every capable hand. We couldn’t see our enemy since they were hiding behind on top of a hill.

With nowhere to run we knew that something had to change before we ran out of time.

There was a lull in the standoff so I walked along the trench to a deserted area. The hillside was close. If I wanted, I could run up and get behind enemy lines in less than 20 seconds.

My captain and a civilian friend were following me and trying to dissuade me from doing something reckless. I didn’t listen.

I first crawled up the hill using tall grass and bushes as cover. Finally there were voices. Some enemy soldiers were taking a break up ahead. They were talking about their mission, but something was off. They seemed to believe that they were fighting against the final remnants of humanity’s greatest enemy, something they called amatsu (was the name of an elder dragon from monster hunter). They didn’t believe we were humans.

I pounced on them and started stabbing them with my dagger. They were too astonished to defend themselves, barely making a sound as they died. They had more varied weapons than us, so I took a claw and a gun from them. Captain had also followed me. She told to me to not hold back.

I ran on top of the hills towards the nearest enemy squadron. They were easy to spot from up here as they had a lot of technology that were centuries ahead of what my side was using. Guns, chainsaws, flashy lights that I couldn’t figure what did. What followed was a slaughter. Whenever my weapons broke or ran out of ammunition I would take one my enemy. I mostly stuck to melee, ending up with a shotgun that didn’t seem to need ammo and a claw.

As I moved along the hills I could see that my allies were following me, stepping over the corpses left behind and killing of any I missed. But the enemies were also increasing. The further we went the more we fought.

But eventually we hit the coast. There was a lull in the battlefield so we started exploring. At the coast were ferries. Going into one of them I saw that there were more enemy soldiers left, sitting in their seats as if they were heading home. They hadn’t noticed the battle outside where tens of thousands of their own had just been slaughtered. They didn’t even seem to notice we were their enemy or that we were drenched in blood. The ferry seemed like it would take them to their headquarters.

Captain and I decided that we should investigate and got into some seats. Our numbers were small enough for everyone to board and there was still room. After a few more soldiers from who knows where entered the ferry, it set off. That’s when a voice came out of the loudspeakers. It was telling us their glorious history, about how they were the saviors of humanity for fighting against the monsters. I knew that there had never been any monsters for humanity to fight against, only other humans. But this voice was making me feel as if there were. It was brainwashing me.

Then I woke up.

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New dreams often contain elements of old ones.

Several weeks ago I dreamt of being in a sandbox survival game, and there I built a futuristic kingdom. It was only me there in that dream.

Last night I dreamt of traveling with my friends, recognizing my kingdom and being surprised that people had moved in to the surrounding area. Me and my friends moved into the castle where I showed them what I had built. From there I became king, furthered technological developments, and got a cat.

Then while I was out of the castle for some reason, my best friend suddenly took over the castle. He built angry golem factories, tried to convince our other friends that I needed to be killed, and even got himself a very angry cat!(not my cat, a different one that looked exactly like it but angry).

So, while escaping murderbots falling from the sky I had to navigate the mess of a futuristic kingdom I’d built. The castle was halfway up a cliff and there were train rails going in and out of the cliffside, so I took over a train.

That didn’t work out too well, I went full speed and the train derailed. Good news was that there were no civilians around. Not sure where they went but I had a castle to infiltrate.

Also, I now found out that I had super powers. I could run just fast enough to not get smooshed by the falling murderbots, and also super strength.

With my newfound powers the dream fast forwarded and I found myself in the castle. There I met up with my normal friends. One of them had become a very pink princess, and she handed me a tiny pink nuke that could fit on a necklace. They had decided that mister murder friend had to die.

I made my way up the castle and eventually found myself in the king’s chamber. There was my cat that was being bullied by the angry cat. I subdued the angry cat.

Then my former friend and I talked for a while. Not sure what it was about, but it felt like he wanted to become a god to bring peace and order to the world. It seemed like he would calm down, so we just talked.

That was until the very pink princess came with refreshments. And another pink nuke. Then my best friend pushed me out of the window and the castle exploded.

Then everything faded away and I woke up.

Now I’m waiting for part three where I try to rebuild this ruined Kingdom. Maybe.

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Just had a dream where I was an action hero secret agent dude, kinda like the guy from Just Cause. The agency I worked for was one which was supposed to be protecting humanity by arresting tyrants and people who were clearly doing evil stuff.

After a string of missions I find that the evil guys are my coworkers from my agency, and in order to stop their big evil plan I have to stop a cargo plain and crash it into the ocean.

This scene was extremely vibrant for a dream, maybe because I have been watching Hell Divers lately, but there were like only four people on the plane and only one of them was actually trying to fight me. I kinda left a nuke grenade inside the cargo room and dipped.

After the plane exploded I do not know how it happened but the four evil coworkers were now tied up and saying stuff like how I couldn’t make an arrest since they were the ones making decisions in the agency, and what they were doing was for the good of the world. Then I made a counter argument that the agency wasn’t the only ones able to arrest someone and this was a citizen’s arrest. I remember the surroundings emphasizing how cool I sounded, but I don’t quite remember the words I used.

Then I drove them of to god knows where and left the dreams pov to a guy who had been supporting me by sitting around and nodding when I say something cool, who then had to listen as a stranger drove up and asked about me. The stranger was being very creepy. Very, very creepy. And the I woke up

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Marriage proposal idea:

Make a list of cliché proposals and use them all to set up the next one; after acting like your tying your shoes, instead of bringing out the ring you bring out tickets to the movies. During the middle of the movie, get your friend who works there to play a message worded like a proposal but actually asks if SO wants to get dinner with you later. And so on.

Pros: flustered reactions from SO as they keep thinking she is being proposed to.

Cons: emotional burnout, lots of planning, making a list without SO finding out, money and/or stamina.

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Outlaws and criminals are often thought of as the same, but the words indicate different things.

A criminal is someone who breaks the law, and as such need to be, or have been, in a position where they can break it.

An outlaw indicates someone who the law doesn’t apply to, someone outside the law.

Hence outlaws are a considerably bigger group than criminals and can only be seen as outlaws by groups with their own laws

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I just dreamt of an apocalypse event in which a virus from another world was turning people into a black version of flash from DC. The were like a tidal wave, destroying everything and everyone.

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Concept: portal between two places of different timescales resulting in time travel.

The portal would make a fixed spacial pathway between the two portals at the moment of connection.

The pathway is necessary because of the time differences. Without it the person or object going through would temporarily have their body operations split between two different timescales, which might have dire consequences.

As such, a pathway between the portals would either need a time gradient or be timeless, sort of an imaginary space.

My original idea was that setting a portal in two places would sync the times between them, meaning that even if the timescales are 1:2, for the portals 1 second would be 1 second for both.

If someone a year later set up another portal in the place where time moves slower, people going through the new portal would arrive 1 year later than people going through the old portal.

This would also complicate going back through the portal, probably. I don’t have time to continue this thought.

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Not a fun dream. Maybe a bit, might’ve been better if it continued.

Whent on a trip with my entire family on the mother’s side to a place with a slow safari train ride. The ride took us through lush forest until we got to a flat desert. Like super flat, and looked like it was very smooth, guess my brain can’t handle the graphics of sand.

There were a lot of big lions walking around, some even tried to get into the train and walked on top pf it.

That was when we got to the not so fun part. The train stopped right on the edge of an abyss with a waterfall on opposite side. On the water side was a plank halfway of the edge and I was the first to jump.

The plank was NOT still. It almost tipped over the edge, but I managed it. The path ahead required one to be physically fit and when it was my grandpas turn I got so scared. Not only because the pathway required balance and strength, but also because we were very close to the lions. The guide also said something along the lines of not we should not take too much time in crossing the abyss.

Luckily enough grandpa managed to jump over the abyss, but I woke up from the stress.

Immediately after I realized that grandpa in the dream was very agile compared to the real him, so maybe my worries were for nothing.

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So, I just overslept. But anyone would have if the dreamt that they had found an ancient futuristic humanoid android factory and somehow became the owner of the place with all the androids respecting you. I had a giant bear as my stead, humans who were suspiciously eager to fulfill my requests, and very confused colleagues who are scared shitless from the idea of androids.

Apparently the factory had been in a state where androids would be made to complete a test but didn’t have the intelligence to do it, so they kept being killed. My colleagues and I had found our way to the observation room and watched this repetition of testing, failing and killing. I somehow found my way into the testing room and taught the android being tested how to do it.

The rest is kinda blurry but somehow every android made after that remembered me. And that is why I overslept today. New friends just kept popping up.

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Last night I dreamt that I was an exhibition piece from a museum. All of us had come alive and escaped the museum and had to avoid getting shot by the military.

I was especially shocked when my arm was shot and only white dust came out, seems I was made of stone.

At some point the military just left and we survivors went around just vibing.

These dreams are always fun since my point of view changes many times and many different ways. Like when I was shot it was first-person but moments before I was watching a little fossil hiding on top of a desk while soldiers were coming out of the drawers. Or the times where I’m like, that’s a gun, guns are bad, and I teleport right in front of it while becoming immune to bullets.

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Does it count as a nightmare if I decide to get caught by the poor scary myself? We were just going around in circles and the scary guy was just a dude trying to put me to bed. I kept splashing him with water to avoid getting caught, and when he started defying the laws of nature and growing long stabby hands I could just splash him with some more water, and boom, the electricity is back on.

At one point I decided to get caught, but then scary dudes wife showed up and said she was tired, so I splashed her with water too.

The nightmare was structured like this: I would run around the house and try to find sources of water that I could use to stun my pursuer. The pursuer would get progressively more tired and annoyed until he snaps. Then the lights spookily turns off, pursuer grows visibly more murderous and starts teleporting around. I could splash him with cold water to turn him to normal. The pursuer’s wife shows up in some rooms and pursuer would not go scary mode while she was awake. If she was nodding off I could splash her with water to wake her up again.

I got caught a total of two times, one out of curiosity, the other while I was waking up. But the chase was scarier than actually seeing the knife hands stab me to death.

So, was it really a nightmare? Or just my subconscious telling me to jog more?

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Standing in a field of snow

Bitter wind starts to blow

Mountains reach into the sky

Didn’t say goodbye

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New dream. School, new people, chemistry, sitting the closest to the blackboard, computers, veeery long lan cable, sharp lan cable, sliced books, strange lan cable path, claydoh cable, moody plug.

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Today I dreamt I was on a fancy resort with my family. It was the type that a lot of important people would go to. There was a lounge where people would party, and connected to it was a high class lounge for VIPs.

My family was in the normal lounge, but I had somehow snuck into the vip lounge where I was sitting on a very comfy couch.

Late at night, there were a lot of vips in the lounge. A staff member came inn and proposed a game. With him he had brought an orange, and whoever is holding it after 24 hours will be the winner. Then he asked who wanted to take it.

Everyone was silent, waiting for someone to take it. I stretched out my hand and took it. Now everyone was looking at me with curious looks, wondering who I was.

“The game has begun.” -mr. Staff said. Under his breath -“He wasn’t on the invitee list, how did he get in?”

::fast forward to midday::

I was still holding the orange. None of the vips had tried to get the orange, but a little boy had been hanging around since morning. He seemed oddly excited, and quite hyperactive.

Suddenly he asked why I took the orange. Then he started explaining that the prize was to become the next king of the country, and I would likely be killed by one of the vips.

Then he stabbed me. The dagger broke on contact, and then I decided to become the next king. Surprisingly enough, the little boy was the current king. And he promised to help me.

:: the viewpoint rises up into the air while vague images of my life go by in a flash::

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If I become a barrier mage I would learn the hidden spell Language barrier.

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Threat: I will double your bones.