Pony dream diaryby Ion ClockworkChaptersTrixie, school and fighting.An excerpt from my real life dream diary.Building a desktop with hooves.Trixie, school and fighting.The dream started with me meeting some family members I don't know. in an old house, with lots of wood. Then we attacked the upper floors, I never saw any attack but I knew we were doing it. Then I ran out into a dark forest, where I met an uncle, who jumped 4 meters through the trees to land on a brawny man with a shotgun, but was blasted away. I levelled a winchester rifle and ran closer, blowing the man to pieces. When trixie appeared. Everything reset in a way, I was suddenly on the roof with trixie, nothing had happened and she was proclaiming herself the victor of our game. Then poofed out of existance. I went to bed, it was a bunk bed but the top bunk was taken by a large dog, who looked at me then fell asleep. But as i tried to fall asleep, a large goo blob appeared flowing up and smacking together into a being, that said something important. A message from trixie. I was suddenly outside a school building, with a group of students, going to a new school. To get in we had to cross ariver, running across wooden platforms that dipped and rotated in the water. The teachers greeted me like an old friend. And we walked into a hall, where the principal was going to hold a speech. The scene changed again, I was on a beach. Trixie turned to me "Its that small sunken ship there" I nodded and picked up a large bucket, walking towards it. I was back outside the school, but with trixie this time. I helped her cross the river by having her on my head. I dropped her off in the principals hall and headed towards my classroom, the building decorated in gray concrete. On the way I saw some distressed students, standing by a staircase that was covered in green acidic goop. Melting it. I attempted to use it but it collapsed, and I ended up back on the floor. Continuing to walk to take another I meet up with another teacher, in a stort of black armor. A mixture of a fencing suit and a powered armor. She says "Its you! Fantastic." I walk with her until we get to another staircase, where she suddenly blasts at me with a giant yellow light spear of sorts. I deflect it and fire a giant cone of electricity out of myself "I expected no less from the only student who has ever beat a teacher" I say "I really have to get to class miss paskern" she shrugs and leaves me. On the way I find an M1 garand rifle, lying on the floor. I pick it up and for a second a bullet sign with 5 X shows up in my vision, like in condemned, criminal origins. I drop it when I see another student exiting another classroom, I head into my classroom where I apologize for being late. 2 teachers sit behind a desk, handing out report cards. Both are teachers from my real life high school. Then I hear the sound of my name being called and I wake up. An excerpt from my real life dream diary.(my real name here) 2011.6.25 Woke up again at 4:37 from another dream with ponies in it. An interesting experience to say the least. This universe which has given me almost childlike joy from its nostalgic experience, in such a real way. I will now transcribe it here. I was leaning my body agaisn't a wall, relaxing nonchalantly. The wind blowing smoothly through the empty streets around me. I pushed off with my entire body and started running down the middle of the street, faster and faster. The fashion in which I ran was utterly alien to me, but it worked. A sort of tugging sensation on my back alerted me that I was moving fast enough, and with a series of short muscle contractions I shot up over the town. My hooves pointed infront of me, my wings flapping fast. It was unlike other flying dreams, where flying was simply the absence of gravity's effect. Here I was making a constant effort to stay afloat. Clouds drifted past me as I flew, I collided with one. Only to have it give like a piece of moist cloth when I touched it. A tear formed in it and it dissipated into lots of small cloudlets that flew away from me. I laughed and started flying higher. I kept going, up through the sky. Soon i hit the sky, which was like a huge blue rubber sheet. Covering the world. In the shock I forgot to flap and fell. The speed at which i did so was amazing, my entire strange body shook. The ground closed up to me when i was suddenly caught. Looking up at my savior I saw a Greenish blue pegasus, holding me by hooking his hooves under my shoulders. He looked down at me and shook his head before depositing me on the ground. I sat there then, the soft feeling of grass on my prosterior soothing. I lay down, my legs all spread out, wanting to get as much grass agaisn't me as possible. When the entire feeling changed, I could hear different sounds. Feel a sort of cloth above me, and that while I could see I had my eyes closed. So I opened my eyes again and was in my bed. Begynner å bli sliten i hånden av all denne skrivingen, skal prøve å sove igjen. (This diary was originaly in norwegian on paper, I only kept the last line in norwegian for authenticity) Building a desktop with hooves.I sit in a clearing, a grassy knoll of sorts. A large amount of pc parts strewn across the grass infront of me. I raise my hoof, not phased at having one. Attached to it by a rope is a screwdriver. I struggle for a while, attempting to open the case. In the end I decide this isn't going to work and I think to myself "Is there no viable substitute for magic?" I get up and walk out of the knoll, into open sky. The forest is actually just a small circular floating island.I fall off the edge, unconcerned. I land on my hooves inside a small house. I prepare tea using magic, the cup floating across the air towards me. At this I suddenly realise I am dreaming, I look down and look at myself only to turn into my human self. I think about the possibilities, lucid dreaming is uncommon for me. But as usually happens when I start to lucid dream I start to think of all the horrible things I have read and seen on the internet. A disembodied dogs head, puking blood floats through the wall, everything collapses. I stand alone on two bricks, floating in dark empty space. Men with long snakelike arms float towards me, I scream and try to run but they get closer nonetheless. The bricks keeping pace with my pounding feet, suddenly they stop and I pitch forward into the darkness, it feels like falling into a pool of liquid. Flail, unable to breath and then suddenly wake up in my bed. Shivering and sweating at six in the morning. Then I sat down and wrote this, to log what happened in my dream.
Trixie, school and fighting.The dream started with me meeting some family members I don't know. in an old house, with lots of wood. Then we attacked the upper floors, I never saw any attack but I knew we were doing it. Then I ran out into a dark forest, where I met an uncle, who jumped 4 meters through the trees to land on a brawny man with a shotgun, but was blasted away. I levelled a winchester rifle and ran closer, blowing the man to pieces. When trixie appeared. Everything reset in a way, I was suddenly on the roof with trixie, nothing had happened and she was proclaiming herself the victor of our game. Then poofed out of existance. I went to bed, it was a bunk bed but the top bunk was taken by a large dog, who looked at me then fell asleep. But as i tried to fall asleep, a large goo blob appeared flowing up and smacking together into a being, that said something important. A message from trixie. I was suddenly outside a school building, with a group of students, going to a new school. To get in we had to cross ariver, running across wooden platforms that dipped and rotated in the water. The teachers greeted me like an old friend. And we walked into a hall, where the principal was going to hold a speech. The scene changed again, I was on a beach. Trixie turned to me "Its that small sunken ship there" I nodded and picked up a large bucket, walking towards it. I was back outside the school, but with trixie this time. I helped her cross the river by having her on my head. I dropped her off in the principals hall and headed towards my classroom, the building decorated in gray concrete. On the way I saw some distressed students, standing by a staircase that was covered in green acidic goop. Melting it. I attempted to use it but it collapsed, and I ended up back on the floor. Continuing to walk to take another I meet up with another teacher, in a stort of black armor. A mixture of a fencing suit and a powered armor. She says "Its you! Fantastic." I walk with her until we get to another staircase, where she suddenly blasts at me with a giant yellow light spear of sorts. I deflect it and fire a giant cone of electricity out of myself "I expected no less from the only student who has ever beat a teacher" I say "I really have to get to class miss paskern" she shrugs and leaves me. On the way I find an M1 garand rifle, lying on the floor. I pick it up and for a second a bullet sign with 5 X shows up in my vision, like in condemned, criminal origins. I drop it when I see another student exiting another classroom, I head into my classroom where I apologize for being late. 2 teachers sit behind a desk, handing out report cards. Both are teachers from my real life high school. Then I hear the sound of my name being called and I wake up.
An excerpt from my real life dream diary.(my real name here) 2011.6.25 Woke up again at 4:37 from another dream with ponies in it. An interesting experience to say the least. This universe which has given me almost childlike joy from its nostalgic experience, in such a real way. I will now transcribe it here. I was leaning my body agaisn't a wall, relaxing nonchalantly. The wind blowing smoothly through the empty streets around me. I pushed off with my entire body and started running down the middle of the street, faster and faster. The fashion in which I ran was utterly alien to me, but it worked. A sort of tugging sensation on my back alerted me that I was moving fast enough, and with a series of short muscle contractions I shot up over the town. My hooves pointed infront of me, my wings flapping fast. It was unlike other flying dreams, where flying was simply the absence of gravity's effect. Here I was making a constant effort to stay afloat. Clouds drifted past me as I flew, I collided with one. Only to have it give like a piece of moist cloth when I touched it. A tear formed in it and it dissipated into lots of small cloudlets that flew away from me. I laughed and started flying higher. I kept going, up through the sky. Soon i hit the sky, which was like a huge blue rubber sheet. Covering the world. In the shock I forgot to flap and fell. The speed at which i did so was amazing, my entire strange body shook. The ground closed up to me when i was suddenly caught. Looking up at my savior I saw a Greenish blue pegasus, holding me by hooking his hooves under my shoulders. He looked down at me and shook his head before depositing me on the ground. I sat there then, the soft feeling of grass on my prosterior soothing. I lay down, my legs all spread out, wanting to get as much grass agaisn't me as possible. When the entire feeling changed, I could hear different sounds. Feel a sort of cloth above me, and that while I could see I had my eyes closed. So I opened my eyes again and was in my bed. Begynner å bli sliten i hånden av all denne skrivingen, skal prøve å sove igjen. (This diary was originaly in norwegian on paper, I only kept the last line in norwegian for authenticity)
Building a desktop with hooves.I sit in a clearing, a grassy knoll of sorts. A large amount of pc parts strewn across the grass infront of me. I raise my hoof, not phased at having one. Attached to it by a rope is a screwdriver. I struggle for a while, attempting to open the case. In the end I decide this isn't going to work and I think to myself "Is there no viable substitute for magic?" I get up and walk out of the knoll, into open sky. The forest is actually just a small circular floating island.I fall off the edge, unconcerned. I land on my hooves inside a small house. I prepare tea using magic, the cup floating across the air towards me. At this I suddenly realise I am dreaming, I look down and look at myself only to turn into my human self. I think about the possibilities, lucid dreaming is uncommon for me. But as usually happens when I start to lucid dream I start to think of all the horrible things I have read and seen on the internet. A disembodied dogs head, puking blood floats through the wall, everything collapses. I stand alone on two bricks, floating in dark empty space. Men with long snakelike arms float towards me, I scream and try to run but they get closer nonetheless. The bricks keeping pace with my pounding feet, suddenly they stop and I pitch forward into the darkness, it feels like falling into a pool of liquid. Flail, unable to breath and then suddenly wake up in my bed. Shivering and sweating at six in the morning. Then I sat down and wrote this, to log what happened in my dream.
