Amazing Normal Dreams

[Lanina]

Sometimes I have these dreams that are epic, that really seem important. Sometimes I can find a true friend in a DC, and be really sad when I wake up! Hopefully, I will find them again by becoming lucid more often.

[Mew151 (Not an Addict)]

@Mew151

[title]Dungeon Explorin’[/title]

[color=#151970]I decided it was time to get out my old Nintendo 64 and play a little Banjo-Kazooie. I went into a closet. It was as big as my kitchen! I went searching through piles of junk, and found it in the far corner, on its old stand. (Which I believe we threw away IWL. ) I took it out and grabbed what I thought was a Banjo cartridge. It was a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles game. (Which, THANKFULLY, I don’t have in waking life. ) I shrugged and put it in. The opening cut scene graphics were terrible. It looked like some idiot ported a NES game to the N64. Even the sound was 8-Bit. I started playing the game. I was playing as Mario, and a giant bowser appeared. I had to press B and A on the controller… that was it to defeat him.

My cousin was there now. He was playing as link in a sort of dungeon. Now we were actually there, exploring the dungeon. The story went like this: We were the new heroes, to pick up on what the old hero couldn’t do. The old hero apparently died in the same dungeon we were in. There was a portal in front of us, with some words above them. It was a latin scientific name that looked like this: “{Don’t remember} D------s” (I just remember it started with a d and ended in a s). This was apparently the room where the old hero died, as it was filled with whatever creature’s name was above the room. “You go in,” I said to my cousin. “No, you go in!” We argued over who was to go in to the room. My cousin looked at a map. "Wait! The old hero died in the “{The same word in the first room} Foolius room!” My cousin shouted. We both stared at each other, and went in.[/color]

@Mew151

[title]Imagination is valuable[/title]
Enough to kill for…

[color=#151970]The day is a normal day. I’m upstairs in my room, when two fairies pop into my room. One is a male with red hair, and the other is female with blonde hair. They tell me that my sister and I are a specific race of human. (It starts with a “Ch” but that’s all I remember. It sounded french.) This specific race, can force Lucid Daydreams on themselves. [com](Very very vivid daydreams, that last as long as you want them to.)[/com] All we had to do was imagine hard enough for a minute or two, and suddenly, we’d be in our very own dreamworld. The best part is that you could share this dreamworld with other people of the race. There was one problem: We were very easy to kill. There was a bit of black skin on our backs, that, if peeled off, would kill us. There was a bigger problem, however. About 35% of the population wanted to kill us. I don’t know why, but it was scary to go out, knowing anyone could kill you.

So, I was imagining all sorts of wacky adventures with my sister. It made going shopping a lot more interesting, but, shopping was still as risky. Any strange behaviour could get me killed, so I had to watch out. I wore bit of armor protecting that spot under my shirt, but it could be taken off easily. As we were getting out of a store, I looked around, to make sure no one was following us. A big strong-looking man was following me, and I pretended not to notice. Soon he went away.

I was in the car with my family; we were going out to dinner. One place looked good. We parked, and I saw two guys carrying out a cow [com](by cow I mean meat, not an alive cow.)[/com] and putting it in a police car. It was tainted, I believe. We went inside, and sat at a table. A waiter came to our table, and asked what we wanted for dessert. We told him that we just came, and hadn’t even had anything yet. He looked at us for a moment, and I began wondering if they actually served anything but dessert. Then I remembered the cow they were taking out of the restaurant. As I realized that they must serve more than dessert, the waiter gave us apologized. [com](It was if I changed the dream by realizing the didn’t just serve dessert.)[/com]

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There was a boxing arena in the restaurant. Everyone had to go, and the more rounds you won, the better of a dessert you could get. As I went up, I imagined my opponents were monsters, and it definitely helped. It was actually very dangerous for me to go up there, but I wanted the best cake they had, “The Master’s cake.” I didn’t get it, but I did get one of the best cakes, “The Wario cake.” As we were leaving, I decided to have a daydream about flying when I got home. I thought to myself, “I can’t believe I was capable of Lucid Dreaming this entire time. No, this is more than Lucid Dreaming.”

[com]The two fairies would help my sister and I with the daydreams. The female one would activate the dreams, while the male one would make them go away when we wanted.[/com][/color]