Warrior & The Ring

March 24, 2014: This dream started as I was in a home very similar to my parents' home. At the time, Mother was there. Though I don't remember what we were arguing about, I do know we both were really angry. She stormed out the door into what was, I assume(d), the garage carrying a balloon. Out of anger, I slammed the door on a balloon I was supposed to give to her, attempting to pop it. Unfortunately for me, I somehow missed the balloon, slamming it on the balloon's 'string'. Suddenly feeling better, I went to the living room and found my brother, Mark, sitting there.

He turned to me, looking to be over 30 years old, and asked how old i was.

I responded with, "About 23 or about 24."

"About 23 million or 24 million," he corrected, making it apparent that it was far into the future. As far as I know, he seemed to vanish right after that, so I say down in a rocking chair. Not long afterwards, an older man who resembled one of my uncles sat down and gave me a few dozen pens. According to him, I was on the verge of breaking a rule and that I should be careful with how many pens I share. Though my mind didn't explain, I understood what he meant.

He seemed to leave just as suddenly as Mark had. Two girls arrived, vaguely resembling my sisters. Whoever they were, I was completely comfortable with their presence (not that anyone other than my Mom bothered me in the dream anyway). One of the girls sat down on a rocking chair across from me and the other grabbed one of the pens I was just given, walking away. The one sitting across from me asked if she could borrow one, and I told her to go ahead and take one. Immediately after she did so, it hit me; I just went over the limit of possessions.

I looked over at the girl who walked away, and I saw her drop a huge pile of pens as a bunch of open umbrellas fell from nowhere behind her. A brief alarm went off as lights flashed red. Something had begun. A holographic screen appeared behind the girl and played a video. A voice speaking over the video explained the rules of what we were about to do; collect the amount of a given item, and discard them into a bin.

At this moment, I could see a transparent image in a small area of my vision as I looked away from the screen, into the dark kitchen. I knew this image was a flashback; a memory of mine. In the vision I could see two old men, both 40 or older, discussing a test. The oldest looking one with dark brown and graying hair (who might have resembled my father) said that some scientist had "tested it", and were forced to play a game called Warrior.

After the vision, I decided to run away. So I took myself outside and vaulted over the railing, landing on my feet on the ground. I looked back and saw my home, which, despite resembling my birth place in the inside, looked like a rectangular building with two stories and a set of stairs going into the room I had just came from. The entire top floor and a single room in the corner of the ground floor glowed as a strip of blue energy went across it. At this moment, I acknowledged there was no legitimate reason to run away, whether it was possible or not, I don't know. I climbed up the stairs just in time to see the video finishing.

On the screen was a picture of white smoke coming out of a three barreled shotgun, which turned into two people laying on the ground. looking oddly peaceful. Though I wasn't listening to the speaker, I knew they were saying that if you lose, you'll die. When I started to pay attention to what it was saying, it said we had to gather the given item and deposit it into a bin. Finally, the game began. In the bottom of my peripheral vision I saw something that said "Pens  /17", and a timer starting from one minute. Of course, this meant the computer gave us a minute to gather 17 pens, disposing of them.

One of the people immediately ran into the bathroom, reminding me of my dad, and the other ran into the kitchen, vanishing as well. I ran back to the living room and begun picking up pens as the timer was reaching 30 seconds. After getting all the pens I saw, I jogged through the kitchen and into a room that doesn't resemble any part of my birthplace, finding a counter-like structure that allowed me to drop the pens into an opening. The counter (in the bottom of my vision) changed to "Pens 7/17". In my head, I knew I didn't enough time to gather them all, but I knew I did my best, and that perhaps I would be rewarded with keeping my life as I saw the timer draw very close to the end. Then the dream ended.

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At this point I woke up in the middle of the night, but didn't stay up very long. I went back to sleep and another dream started. IN this dream, I was chasing a tall friend of mine (Logan) through a museum-like YMCA, as neither of us really cared enough to pay attention. Exiting 'museum' part, he immediately ran into the bathroom, vanishing out of my sight for awhile.

Waiting for him, I looked around, observing my surroundings. I could see that there was a two-man wide doorway that would take you to a high ceiling, large room. In the room were indents in the ground that likely held water. Pools. Finally, a bunch of males came out of the bathroom, carrying various things (such as benches and lockers). When Logan walked  out, he said they had to help them in order to use the bathroom for free. He walked into the large room and I followed after him, still not wanting to leave him. Suddenly, a bunch of time apparently went by as I stood in the massive room.

Looking around, I saw that high up on the wall were some lockers. A few of them were open, and through the lockers was yet another large white room. Finally, I looked on the ground, seeing many people laying on it in sleeping bags. Deciding it was time for me to leave, I left the room, going for the gate in which we had to go out to leave the museum area. Unfortunately, it was blocked with bars, suggesting the exit was closed, though, on the other side, were two people. I asked them if I could leave, but they said I couldn't. Adding onto my question, I told them that I didn't even do anything, so they told me I could leave if I get them a specific ring. Somehow, I knew that giving them the ring they wanted wasn't a good idea, so I told them I might give it to them.

Luckily enough, they didn't question me about what I meant. Afterwards, I went back into the room and woke up Logan. We met a little kid and begun to play various board games, though I can't actually name or describe any of them (other than one other, but that's for later). I went out into the hallway and found a symbol. Unfortunately, I don't know how to describe it, other than it appeared to be made out of blue plastic, and was, perhaps, similar to a net in the sense that lines crisscrossed each other. Anyway, I picked it up, looking at the gate guards. To them, I yelled, "Here ya go!" and threw it towards them, Intentionally missing them, it bounced off a wall and down a corridor. The two chased after it, vanishing out of sight. I turned around, quickly finding that the ring was on the ground behind me. Curious, I picked it up, and pocketed it. Not long afterwards, they came up to me, continuing to look for the ring.

The three of us walked into the large room, and a gate closed off our access to the assumed exit. At this point, they asked Logan about ti a bit, but he knew absolutely nothing about it. Meanwhile, I felt very mischievous, so I moved the ring to my back pocket as they weren't paying attention to me. In my head, I felt that they would know where it was if I kept it in my front pockets.

After moving it, they decided to play another game, so I watched with anticipation. This particular game was played with a board, though I can't say much more than that. All I know is that if Logan lost so many games, something horrible would happen. Finishing it, they moved onto the next game in which you had to put rubber ducks in a circle, then keep them floating upright. I started to yell things in 'gibberish', making the girls ducks fall over. The dream ended with me calling to the ring for power.

My Powers V: Willpower

March 15, 2013: The dream started off in a small orphanage consisting of only one room, the entire building resembling a log cabin. I was walking around and thinking about something that I cannot recall. Suddenly, I got an idea. I found an object, and reached for it (though not grabbing it), and pressured my hand as if closing it, though not doing so. The item suddenly shattered. I thought it was awesome! At this point, I became aware I was in somebody else's body; a girl's. I willed myself to switch to another body, quickly entering a males body. I'm not sure if I was in my real body, but it doesn't really matter.

Anyway, in this form, I did something (don't remember what) that gave me a lot of power. At first, I had considered killing everyone in the orphanage, but my morals took over. changing my mind. Instead, I looked up at the wooden ceiling, willing it to it to be lifted up off the walls that supported it. Though I wasn't really sure if it was true, I felt as though some of the people were starting to feel fearful of me. Nonetheless, I lifted the ceiling off the walls, and carried up the other people into the air by using my wind ability. It was right at this point that I discovered that it was a dark night and the buildings around me appeared to be as early as the colonial ages.

Deciding it was time for me to go back down, so I took the ceiling and the other people down, back into the building. Not too long afterwards, the workers in the orphanage begun taking out the walls insulator, in which I helped them a bit with my power. Finally, they told us all that we had to leave the building, so I flew out again and looked over the town for the second time. Suddenly, time skipped.

I found myself in an old house with my adoptive family. Some of the people around me were wearing cloaks and hats that would appear in and out of visibility. As odd as it was, I didn't feel scared of them at all, but I yelled at them in what seemed to be gibberish. My adoptive sister (Becca, my actual sister in real life) asked me what I was doing. Without giving her a straight answer, I decided to show her what I could do. I briefly left the room and picked up a small car model, and carried it back into the room she was in. I told her to watch what I was about to do, setting the car model on the ground.

I reached for it like I had with the object in the beginning, squeezing my muscles in my hand. However, it did not get destroyed this time; it changed into a completely different type of car. I did this a few more times until I decided to do the opposite, and 'open' my hand. Doing so, the car model flew into my hand. I put it back onto the ground, and continued to change its form until it became a white NASCAR, but I went to the next model, immediately regretting it. I told my sister this, and 'closed' my hand, imagining it changing back into its previous form; it worked. The dream ended.
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I just wanted to say that the following dream will be very long, as it has taken awhile to write (partially due to lack of will to write it, no pun intended). So, I'm just curious if it'll be a lot longer than the previous dream I posted, because it's very likely. Admittedly, I'm pretty excited to see how long it'll appear!

My Room

January 28, 2013: The dream started off with me in the downstairs room in which my big brother currently resides in. The room was a little bigger than real life, and had my bunk bed in it (it was once in the room, but that was nearly 10 years ago). I slept on the top, as I do now, and my sister slept on the bottom, which nobody sleeps on at the moment. As I was laying in my bed, I started to remember we were planning on going to a new school (which was announced in a previous dream).

I said to my sister that today was the day we go to our new school, and she confirmed it. Knowing I needed a shower, I kept avoiding my sister (even though logic says being near someone at the time wouldn't really get rid of the smell) until I decided I had to go to the bathroom. I walked over to a small closet-like bathroom that was recently built into the room. I sat down at the toilet, and tried to close the doors. Than it was made apparent I was too big for the thing... either that there wasn't enough room.

I climbed out of the thing and my mom said that it's normal in most countries and that it would be like that to the one in which we were going to (which is somewhat true, though in real life it's Taiwan, and as far as I know, they don't really have that problem). I looked into the closet-of-a-bathroom and saw there was a slightly bigger area that was inaccessible unless you crawled over the toilet. I walked around until my mom showed me there was a hall that went even further underneath the house. I followed here and we were greeted by a room that was more suited to a business or a public place.

In spite of finding this a little odd, I knew it was all to myself. After some thought, I found it rather cool if anything. I examined the place, I saw a bathroom and a shower room in which seemed to have a curtain of water at the entrance of every shower stall. I couldn't really tell if the water was going down or up into the air, but I didn't really care. We moved on, deeper into the ever growing place. We found ourselves in a massive underground room. It was full of things you'd see in a carnival, from those jumping houses, and very complex climbing structures you'd see in a children play area.

We walked a little deeper and saw a bunch of cages, oddly filled with children. My mind explained they had done something wrong, probably bullying me; however, in the real world I find this messed up. The people in the cages somehow got their way out, and we panicked. Eventually we remembered there was a fence surrounding the entire thing in which we knew they couldn't get out of, so we started to have a little fun with it. At one point people were throwing dog toys into the fenced in area.

At this point, I realized there were dogs in it. I'm not really sure what happened to the kids though (my mind probably replaced them with dogs). After grabbing a red dog toy, which looked familiar, and throwing it into the pen, a person (blond curly hair, wears glasses. Evan, a loose friend I have) beckoned at me and told me to follow them. Having nothing better to do, I followed them slowly as the ground was hard to walk on as it was very very bouncy. Despite this, Evan seemed to have no problem walking on it. Eventually a tent that was against a wall came into sight. I saw a bunch of people in it. I had the idea they were going to congratulate me and say "Happy Birthday!" but when I got there, I saw a bunch of previous classmates. Admittedly I didn't like most of them, but I didn't really care, it was nice to see old faces. Though they didn't say happy birthday, they did greet me.

Over everybody's head, I saw a C and a full circle. Someone, who was out of my peripheral vision, said they heard about me and wanted to see me for themselves. They introduced themselves as Marilyn  As she implied, I never met her (or even at that point, seen her). She began to sing a little about herself, which turned out to be a rather sad song. She fell down (even though I shouldn't have been able to see this, as I was still peering inside from the small opening of the tent) and I saw a B and a empty circle over her head. I knew this meant she was closer to me than the others. Someone, who was a black female, said she really should use her voice (as she had a really good singing voice). I added a little to it, and said she had a really good voice. Marilyn repeated what I said in a questioning tone and I repeated what I said. Through her eyes, I saw her look around the corner of the tent and out of the opening to see me. I heard her heart thump as I was laying there, looking into the tent. The dream ended as I was in the tent, finally sitting with the crowd.
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WHEW! This was a long, but good one. It's been over a year since I've had enough memory to write a dream. Looks like my memory wanted to return with a dream far longer than the previous. Probably to make up for the break.

If you noticed, the dream is dated the same day I posted it. This is because I know I had it today, I woke up at about 9, and went back to sleep realizing school was apparently canceled, and I had this dream for the majority of the hour.

Escaping For My Life

September 1, 2011: On the news, I heard people were plotting to kill me and my group with tanks to stop me from getting to a place. Despite this, I and two other people left to go there (a beach I believe). When we arrived at the road that brought us the to the place we saw two normal colored tanks, and four oddly colored tanks. The four oddly colored tanks looked more gigantic toy tanks. two of them were red, and the other two were blue. Seeing that the tanks were meant for my pursuers I got in one myself and started to shoot at them, so they couldn't use it on us. Suddenly they all turned into different vehicles, such as a car, van, truck and one was even a semi. My tank turned into what appeared to be a bike.

I went in circles a little, a few cars almost hitting me, but I knew they wouldn't be able to hit me due to my skill at maneuvering. When I stopped a car pulled up beside me. I looked over and I recognized the person as a classmate from school. He said. "I normally choose the U Car." He drove forward and I followed him. I was going pretty slow at first, until I looked down at the source of my speed, my feet and a metal square. All though my feet weren't actually touching anything, somehow I knew I had to peddle more like it was a bike with the peddles in the front. I 'peddled' as hard as I could and I flew past everyone, When I was reaching a huge drop in the road -it was nearly straight down- I heard a girl start crying out to me telling me to not jump it.

As I flew in the air she cried louder, "NOOO! NOO!" She believed I was going to die from the fall. I ignored the yelling anyway, and as I hit the ground I thought of balance. When I actually hit the ground, I bounced even higher. In mid-air, I turned around to make myself bounce backwards. Behind me were at least 20 people following me - on the ground - with bikes. I was laughing from my success, as I continued to bounce backwards, turning the bike so it would keep on the road, even though I didn't see it.

Electric Eel

June 19, 2011: I found myself lying in a room on a bed. In the room was a small table, a piano and another bed that was being used by my sister. Apparently for some reason neither of us good sleep so we ended up just lying there in our beds. I got up at one point and started to play a fast, messy tune on the piano. After that my sister somehow got out of the room and into the kitchen, I presumed she moved herself. I started to move my bed to next to hers, so we both can sleep, but all the sudden three people came from the hall connected to the kitchen (which was just outside the bedroom). The three people appeared to be in early 1900's clothes. None of them seemed to notice us, but we weren't really scared. We started to eat some pancakes... when this part ended.

Now I found myself in a building, and at the back exit of it. We weren't suppose to be there and needed to have something, but nobody seemed to notice we weren't suppose to, or didn't really care. At the exit was a desk where people stood at saying what was required to leave the place. One of them happened to be a pencil and I found a pencil that was sharp on both sides. I picked it up and left out of the building and found myself in a snow covered place. Ahead of me I noticed a massive city, and started to head there. I ended up walking on the edges of a cliff (which wasn't covered in snow) and finding the apparent enemy base.

Once inside it, I noticed the base looked a lot like a bunker. I found only one enemy, who was a character from a game, probably Kingdom Hearts (he wore yellow and blue clothes, probably was Riku). I defeated him with little to no problem, but after that I ended up having to run. The enemies had noticed I was there and I had to escape! I found myself a water thing and drove away with it, hitting a bunch of jumps. As I drove on the water some people accidentally died by driving off the cliff, but I continued to run.

Finally I got in a car and was driving down a very bumpy track when I past a finish line at first place, winning the chase. It showed a screen with at least five pictures that were all blue, but with detail. I can't really say what they looked like because I didn't really pay attention to it in the dream, but I did know it was my stats. The credits started after showing the title "Electric Eel" and a song started. I walked away from the TV (it apparently was some kind of console game) and said "Wow, I already beat the game?". After saying that I walked towards a computer thinking of adding it to my beaten games. Than I woke up.

The Wind Will Rise

June 12, 2011: My mom, some classmates, and I went to what was suppose to be my dads old home. There we were gathering/collection a bunch of seemingly random things. We were on the second floor which was accessed by a ladder. According to Mom we had to step on certain things. My thoughts told me that it was to keep the spirits resting. We gathered at least four things when I started to get lazy and ignore what my mom was saying. When I reached the other side of the 'house' (looked like a barn to me) I had noticed that the sun had risen Mom said that dad had tied a leather strap to a web beam (it's a support beam). This strap would signify when the wind would pick up, which said that the spirits were disturbed. Mom started to sing...

The sun has risen

but...

The Wind will rise

we must hurry out.

even though

the sun is high up,

the wind will rise

"Someone please help us! Please, somebody!" My mom yelled, than I woke up.

My Powers IV: Tame

April 16, 2011: I found myself, along with two others, in some tall grass behind a bush. We saw some vehicles moving on the road and we went onto our stomachs. One of my companions said "Good idea, you're wearing all green." and as he had said, I was wearing all green. When they had passed, we stood back up and I noticed a farmer near us behind a fence. He yelled at us and we started to run. I managed to run across the little field and across the road and I stopped seeing that the farmers pig had chased me. I looked at the pig and saw that its face was messed up, and wounded. Seeing that it was abused, and intending to attack me, I reached out my hand to it and said, calmly and quietly "He abused you didn't he? Don't worry I won't hurt you." It apparently reached the pig and it turned to my said. It ran across the road to face the farmer. I had told it to attack him, not forcefully though, and it never attacked. I don't remember much of the next dream but I was in knight armor and on a horse with four other people with me. A special type of camera scanned our ID's and I was the only one it didn't recognize, so I took off my helmet.