Dream Vault 35

Dream Vault 17

N.S.F.W warning like holy fuck.

03/01/2018; Had this weird ass dream, first of all I’m in what appears to be a wizarding/magic class on free-thinking or y’know lateral thinking like being asked to fill a room with something so you get a candle and fill it with light. Anyway, we had raw dough and had to make a movable train on a train track. Now, we have magic and we use that to shape the dough to what we need, but since it’s soft, you can’t move it without it breaking etc, so my bright idea was to have the dough cast upon, so it be changed to metal, it works and our team wins.

And if you thought that was weird, this next bit will fuck you up. The teacher look like Disney's Merlin, blue hat long grey beard. As reward for winning the team thing, ‘Mervin’ says he’ll tell me anything I want to know since in this dream version of myself I quest for knowledge and wisdom. I ask about the strange portraits of 6 or 7 girls who for a description look kinda cute but a rumoured spell etc around them, is that they’ll attack/hunt down anyone that takes an interest toward them or their legend. Mervin immediately tells me that I shouldn’t search for those answers which of course leads to me only wanting to know even more, then the portraits spawn in these creatures vaguely resembling the portraits. “What the fuck?!” they try and start their monologue but “Who the fuck could find any of you threatening?! You’re 2ft tall at most! I could just drop-kick you little fucks!”

Of course they’re supposed to be menacing etc there I am no fear whatsoever and angry that they don’t scare me, yep a real weird one.Then they try and come at me anyway, so I just move all the chairs away from the tables and jump onto one and wouldn’t you know, they’re too short to jump up onto them. “See? Now tell me, how the fuck are you supposed to be this forbidden group that no-one’s supposed to know about or x,y & z bad stuff happens to them, when a few doors down there’s a literal meeting point for people who’ve seen you and survived and act like they’re hard-asses!?” They then proceed to transform to their image of their portrait to which I just mock them for in the fashion of “How the hell is anyone supposed to be afraid of you? Is it on legend alone? Or is it on what people think you can do and not what you can actually do? Answer me...!” They simply try jumping at me but I just give one of them a smash in their jaw and K.O them on the spot, as they’re sent into the wall behind them. Upon doing so these supposedly mystical fuckers back off after seeing I’ll show no mercy, heh.
Then upon me kicking the ass of one of these lil shits, I’m allowed into this clubroom for people who’ve survived these 6 spirits. I then learn that they’re also fear-feasters, so because I had no fear, I could’ve completed wiped them all out.

??/01/18: All I could remember is there being a lot of water everywhere and it being on account of a pokemon I was laying down/sleeping with. The basic sense being they used rain dance in their sleep, and caused the room to flood almost to the mattress' level.

12/01/18: At first me and this dude were in this warehouse type shtick and the door was open, but this other fucker was stopping us from leaving by physically pulling us back in! This mf had horns ‘n shit to like Hellboy’s fully extended ones! Anyway, he gives the other guy a literal scalding for trying to escape, so then after the guy walks off and is like come on this way we both make a dash for it. The dream then flashes forward in time, until I’m getting some bottles of Pepsi max out of my refrigerated van and drinking them with this short dude then we re-join with the dude before the timeskip and his little dog. The dog is fine at first then it fucking bites my hand and not playfully either, little shit draws blood.I remember specifically saying “If I clean this up twice and it still bleeds, I’m gonna kill that fucking dog!” And yes it didn’t stop bleeding after the two times, but what I did was something twisted. I shift into a ‘sacred beast’ form and dash of the small hill back about 50 metres, whilst severely slowing time, then in my puma-like form dash straight to the dog and let of a high frequency shout, which also gets the person behind the dog, the guy from the first dream part. Somehow the shockwave of my movements and the high frequency and highly focused blast of air, make it to when I make a low frequency hum, and blow gently, the fucking dog disintegrates! And so does part of the guy’s leg! But then he’s freaking out and like trying to hit away the disintegrated part of him, but it just makes it worse. He takes away a bit more of his leg and reduces his right hand to a nub.

The dream comes to a conclusion shortly after where the little dude roundhouse kicks the warehouse dude in the damn arm and shouts “That’s what you get my nigga! This why you don’t fuck with me or my boys!” And proceeded to explain that this dude had fucked with all of his stuff from his family, to his friends over some petty shit and the warehouse dudes confirms it with a smile on his face and even goes and says “That’s why I was in that warehouse and you freed me! Hahahahaha!” at which point the short guy is like “You motherfucking tricked this dude too?!” To which I stick my arm right through his head, just a straight slice through, no disintegration. Then whilst he’s screaming and the weather is still sunny on this small hill and under this tree, the disintegration thing turns him fully to nothingness in the wind.

13/01/18: Yeah another weird one. First off it’s some Cinderella type shit with a ball and everything then the Cinderella copy has a date with her that’s a fairy-tale troll/orc. He’s not afraid to hit her in front of the people who’re also walking to the ball and the sister who for some reason isn’t the ugly sister? Cinderella look-alike with an abusive troll/orc as her date to a ball the sister of the lookalike isn’t ugly, yeap ok...BUT THEN IT GETS WEirder. Then someone attending this event is basically lie Trevor Philips from gta 5 and proceeds to stomp the fucker and then the Cinderella clone tries fighting the Trevor lookalike and he chases her into the nearby modern looking shopping district and the she basically gets a gun from a shop with a firecracker round in the chamber and the dream ends.

15/01/18: Another weird one. I was in what I can only describe as an open-air movie theatre, like a drive-in movies, except everyone decided to get out of their cars and sit in allocated areas based on some classification of them. Anyway I arrived (alone) and had a given seat, but some schmuck was sitting in it and as I realise that I get called over by someone else “Hey (namehere), you can sit with us, come on!” I feel the person that stole my seat looked at me, but looked back as though he doesn’t care. So I go over and sit down with this girl, the show starts, tHEN MOTHERFUCKING HOSTILES I’LL CALL REDNAPES, DROP IN FOR A HOSTAGE TAKEOVER OR SOME SHIT. A NEARBY OFFICER OF SOMETHING BRINGS A BRIEFCASE BUT GETS SHOT BACK SO EVERYONE’S RUNNING AND I SEE THE WEAPONS IN THE BRIEFCASE AND OH BOY! PLASMA SUBMACHINE GUN!! I TAKE IT OUT AND BOLT THE BASTARD THAT SHOT THE OFFICER, RIGHT IN THE CHEST/NECK TOO! A THERE’S A GIGA PISTOL IN THE BRIEFCASE TOO!
So there this version of me is, a plasma submachine gun and giga plasma pistol, shooting sentient life with stun rounds, freeing hostage groups with an honest-to-god psychotic smile on my face. To the point where everyone doesn’t know who to be more afraid of, the invading Rednapes, or me! It ends with me slaughtering a third of their forces and jumping onto and taking down one of their cruisers.

19/01/18: OH BOY WE ARE FUCKED UP. So in this dream a bunch (6) fucked up teens decide to attack my school of this dream.I’m between 11 and 12 y/o at the time. I’m also in the nurse’ room ‘within’ the classroom. And these teens apparently injured a bunch of people already, to distract any authoritative figures, burst into the room punching and kicking everyone who was near the door, and throwing plastic bags/trash bags on whoever they’ve wrecked. Then they come into the nursing section of the the room where I am see the blood splattering everywhere and laugh themselves into tears and throw a bag and some pencils and pencil-shavings on my ‘bed’ and walk off to the other side of the general class and/or middle. And yeap I show my face, one of them sees me, investigates and I stab him with scissors, 1 down 5 to go. I then grab the pencils and stab one of the in the eyes for fucking up my friends, get into a fist-fight with one of them and break their teeth with the tables and then proceed to use the thick wooden stools to beat the rest up and across the face, LIKE THE LITTLE SOCIOPATH THAT I WAS IN THE DREAM :>

20/01/18: In these two dreams things are relatively weird but not bizzare.
First off it’s 3rd person view, some scrawny hodgkins looking punk has gotten picture of something he shouldn’t have. So these people have taken him I guess hostage in this bar and rented the entirety of it, out for the night. So they’re basically messing with him and roughing him up, then a dude walks in, sits down and orders a drink. These people, this gang, get all uppity that this dude walked in, the bartender explains the situation, this guy turns around and goes “Is that all your paying?” And proceeds to override their bid to rent out the place for the night. “There, now I own the place for the night, now let me have my goddamn beer.” So these guys kinda accept it for what it is, the this dude was like “Actually, seeing as I’m renting this joint, I wanna know: what the hell are you doing with that dude?” Then this man somehow gets them into a bet of if they can beat him in a dogfight by being transported to a temporary videogame world, they can do whatever, but if he wins the gang can fuck off and the hodgkins guy is left at this rundown bar with him. So, the game ensues, I get the view of the guy that initiated this, he’s appeared as a jet, X to boost, A to shoot. The hodgkins guy is there too, but as an airship, as in like a blimp, slow af but high af DEF. So the jet man just shoots the shit outta one of the two people playing and then just dives straight into the other one and leaving only the hog airship. Meaning the jet guy won etc. The gang tried to fight him fist-to-fist but get creamed. And the dream ends after the jet guy, finding this man had pictures of some dirt on the gang.

26/01/18: A pokemon themed dream! Ok! It’s me and a few other punks running through a shaky cave, protecting a pokemon egg! OwO! We all end up dashing into a secret base that’s mettle as fuck and metal as fuck too. It’s a metal sphere/pod room, with a another similar room off to the side, for the bedroom. We all rush is as what can only be described as a rock slide attack from the pokemon outside the secret base, which the area happens to be an expanse of a cave. Anyway, one of us has a Rhyhorn or Rhydon and the other has a weirdly short, male Aggron at 5ft 11” as opposed to the usual 6ft 11” as a result said Aggron, named Ironhide, can sleep in a regular-ish bed, as a further result, everyone has their own bed and can rest up easy in this metal as fuck, steel atom themed secret base.

28/01/18: A rather upsetting dream. Me and another female are in a shopping centre/mall, going through, minding our own business. Then I can hear some people behind us saying “Wait is that a girl or a guy?” And I nor the person I was with turned around to greet or explain ourselves to them, just continue walking. (it was implied that this person I was with is my girlfriend and we were holding hands) We then go to into a clothes shop and when we go to the checkout the cashier woman looks pressured, scared even. Her gaze his focused on the shop window, I turn and look and see the 5 people staring in through the window very intently. The cashier explains they’re a gang that ruthlessly prowls the mall and won’t hesitate in attacking anyone that doesn’t jump at their command, type of shit. They then clear off and after we’ve brought our clothes, we get to the top floor parking lot, the gang jump us and surprisingly, I’m actually knocked to the ground and kicked a few times whilst on the floor into minor submission.

31/01/18: What the actual fuck. First off I’m in school I think, then some kid says some shit and I lose mine. Falcon punch then pick up their head with one hand repeatedly smash it into the floor until there's a small pool of blood from their mouth. Then after snapping out of the blood rage, I’m then shouted at etc and promptly put in an asylum for the mentally ill, get diagnosed with schizophrenia and get put in a conditionary thing where I’m allowed to roam about etc, but upon blood-rages I’m immediately sedated unfortunately that also means if I’m just regularly pissed off I’ll be sedated just in case it’s a blood-rage.

Decade goes by, observers realise how rare actual blood-rages are and they release me. At this point when I finally get back to my family my wrists and ankles are a bit tender in my older age (28 but with fucked joints) and I stumble from time to time. When walking around the house, one person there of African-American decent acts kind towards me and some other person, I think her sister, say “I thought you said you hated her, huh?” Idk anymore what’s going on anymore with my dreams.

24/02/18: A dramatic dream. I was exiting this house owned by a dude, his other friend was ‘round and his ‘girlfriend’ was indoors too. However, upon seeing her it was clear things were very wrong, so upon getting my shoes on by the doorstep I phone the police whilst I’m walking out the door. “I suspect a abusive relationship at XX premises, male on female with assistance from another male.” In about 10 - 12 mins time a squad car arrives, I inform everything I learned from being in the house. My appearance in this was me sucking on a pink-purple lollipop, short-ish silver hair, I’m in my late 20s or early 30s, I’m wearing a black rain jacket, light coloured jeans and steel toe cap boots. The police listen at the door and hear the abuse, they then knock down the door the girl is rescued and the police point me as the person that blew the whistle on the situation. The woman hugs me, then the dream skips forward a few years, the same woman from before has a ring on her finger and so do I, she’s asleep next to me in our bed. I then hear something in the house and see a figure dart across the room holding something shining and metallic. It turns out to be none other than bigdick mcnodick (a.k.a the abuser) and his friend fishlips mctitlegs (who’s a guy) tried to invade the home and kill me in my sleep and take the woman back (who by the way is brunnette, 5 9, the tightest ass and C cup to boot~) I know this because mcnodick announces it as his plan and how he won’t stand for the fact that I tattled etc. He tries to come at me with his knife, but, I grab it and break his wrist in one hand and make him stab himself in his collar.

“I figured this type o’ shit would happen! So I prepared!” I then break his other wrist, stab his knees and smack his head into the wall so he’s knocked out cleanly. Then, from under the bed, fishlips slashes at my achilles heel and I fall down on one knee for a second and drop the knife on the bed where I was sleeping. “YOU SON OF A BIIITCH!! FUCKING DIE YOU DIRT-FILLED CUNT-BA- stabbing noise -GHHKk?! The brunette had snapped and stabbed the guy in the spine! She then proceeded to viciously stab apart his throat and then jumps on mcnodick “LOVE FOREVER, RIGHT?!” she screams this maniacally, and she swiftly psychotically stabs the fuck out of his throat! He didn’t even get to choke on his blood either, she nearly decapitates him on the spot! She then finally is panting, tired from how hard she was stabbing him, he tries to reach up to her but dies before he can. She then spits on him and tries to get up but almost falls, but I steady her, holding her she drops knife and cries. The dream end with the cops showing up, understanding the situation and just let her off with a incredibly light sentence and ordered intense psychological assistance.

27/02/18: Nothing short of a psychotic dream. Me, bestie & about 26 other close enough people were gathered in; I wanna say a classroom because of the structure. Anyway, this girl that was previously all flirty with me says she has a warrior noone has ever been able to beat so I immediately want to fight him. Somehow we’re all transported to sitting at a long curved desk, like a giant pokeball symbol or a space café. We’re all given bits of paper to write some stuff on. Anyway, the gravity is affected and no-one can adjust. Then this guy walks in, who’s obviously adjusted completely to this gravity, wielding a wooden baseball bat, he announces: “I’m kraken, the warrior she told you about!” He kinda looks like ken from fist of the north star, standing about 5’10, slim build, slight crazy glare, short spiky black hair. He walks behind us all gingerly twirling the bat and says: “Looks like we’ve got a few easy pickings!” and he proceeds to strike down people and anyone that tries to stop him. Emphasis on try because of the lesser gravity of about 0.5 or 0.6 & he’s fully attuned to it. Then bestie turns and says something to me that triggers the shit out of me: “If we make this out alive, I always loved you as a friend” nibba you what she just let that one out. “Even when someone has put our lives under threat ya won’t admit THAT?!” I shout furiously. Baseball bat guy goes: “Hey! No talking you fucker! Unless you want some?!” My reply? This as I stand up: “Fuck you...fuck you fuck you fUCK YOU” as I proceeded to go berserk with blood-rage. BBG proceeds to do micro-dashes/fling himself forward taking advantage of the low G, again, solidifying the fact he’s used to this environment. He proceeds to try and swing at me while saying “I said no talking!” but I just block it with one finger, whilst I have the most eerily psychotic smile. I then proceed to punch him right in the face with a left hook and clench and unclench my fist saying “Hmmgh” as I still wear the smile.

He dashes back, and I just grab his face and slam it into the counter a few times, splashing blood and punch him in the throat and throw him to the ground taking away his bat. I walk up to him about to bludgeon him with the end of the bat/slam the end of if into him in a stabbing motion, but he pulls out a knife and tries to go for my leg, but since this is low G, I just tensed up my leg and the knife did nothing. I smirk, with a ravenous look in my eye and strike down hard, again and again, even when I could hear crunching noises I continued. “That was just the fight I tear away his knife THIS is for attacking my pals” I proceed to stab him straight in the heart, then in the lungs 2 each, then I spin him round with the vice grip I already had around his neck and stab him in the kidneys, then in the same motion stab one of his lungs again. To finish I stab him in the side of the neck and then twist the blade when it’s in, all the while the woman that teleported us here screaming and pleading for me to stop. Then the firecrotch tries to take me on herself? She pulls a knife so I destroy/break her elbow through. As she goes down to the floor screaming in agony I see that the kraken is still barely conscious at which point just infuriates me to no end, I pick him up, throw him onto the nearby bar table,wrap around him and begin twisting his head to the effect of breaking his neck, but I can’t generate enough force to snap it, so his neck is just mangled and twisted, so I twist it more with pure might and rip off his head! Then I return to firecrotch, she still tries to stab me, so I grab the same arm where I destroyed her elbow and pull it out of socket. Then I put my foot on her head and say “Teleport us all back”

upon she screams in resistance “No! I won’t! You’re a fucking monster! Bastard! Demon!” I reply with “Your choice, I guess you’re stuck with us now” I then mercilessly press my foot and twist back and forth, snagging her hair etc/stomping out the fire >:) I digress, she then begrudgingly teleports us back to the warrior’s market, where all manner seasoned fighters are gathered at the teleportation spot, hearing news that someone’s managed to defeat ‘The Kraken.’ I then talk shit long enough to re-adjust to earth’s gravity and finish with “This is all that’s physically left of The Kraken’s legacy!” As I have firecrotch by her clothes, hanging in my grip, I throw her up and punch her straight in the throat into the dirt, breaking her throat structure etc, fatally wounding her. They all cheer, none of them care that I killed someone in front of them, they knew what she had done and how many nameless victims had been made by the kraken.

03/03/18: Well, looks like bar-smacking kraken was a bad idea, now the gang he was in come into our ‘hub’ that resembles a classroom of sorts. Now the gang storms in and wants me to replace his spot in the gang as penance, but I’m apparently too weak even though I beat the motherfucker’s ass to death? OK...moving on. It gets to a point where they’re wanting me to do VS to the death to people I know. At first it was punk-asses that I didn’t like anyway, then of course it very gradually turns to people I’m more and more familiar with. And to add to the severity, these fights are brutal in their nature so my blood-rage is A-OK to be let loose. As soon as I fight someone that’s too close to me for my morals, I forfeit the fight actively roar it too “I’M NOT KILLIN THIS MOTHERFUCKER, YOU HEAR ME?!” But, the motherfucker is basically the post-boy of what happens when you go too far and kill everyone you know that’s a participating fighter. He still comes swinging at me, soo I go for a quick kill straight to the vitals in fact, bash to the front throat, then the ribs, then the kidneys, then the arms & legs to prevent him from defending, then since if he lives he won’t be able to lead a pleasant enough life, crushed watermelon. After the fight is done and the gang get paid, their money, and I get my small slice etc etc. I tell them I want out, they immediately deny this, then I flip my shit. “ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! THE ONLY REASON WE’RE HERE IS BECAUSE KRAKEN GOT MENTALLY BROKEN DOWN AND TURNED INTO A COMPLETE PSYCHOPATH WHO GOT HIS SICK KEKS OUT OF SLAUGHTERING PEOPLE NEGAN-STYLE IN A FUCKING MOON BASE WITH A DESK/BAR THAT DOESN’T SERVE DRINKS, SHAPED LIKE A FUCKING GOD DAMN POKEBALL!!!” Of course Fatcat Mcbossman still doesn’t give a single fuck w/ his 25 st-ass, calls in security, nope, it’s killin time. A guard approached, I destroy his fuckin neck into a oblivion, throw all his neck vertebrae out of whack/mangle his neck.

Seeing that I just punched his mini-boss of a guard into the wall and the impact point being his neck, Fatcat Mcbossman thinks he’s fuckin hot shit just because he needs a bridge engineer to build his beds. Y’know, because he’s so fuckin fat, he thinks my attacking won’t do shit sigh at what point of me punching a professional bodyguard in his 100% solid muscle neck, into a wall did this man think he stood any chance? I digress. He tries taking my hits, kind of does, so I just hit him harder and harder until there are visible dents in his fatass body and 3000 chins. Getting desperate from the beating I’ve given him he then basically suicides by shrapnel bomb, which basically destroys my left arm up to the elbow, and nails me in the liver too. I manage to get out of the place after some of the guards try me, but seeing as I already hit blood-rage and am now shrapnel blasted, I use the nails in my arm as weapons of choice to shove in their heads, eyes and vitals. They all back off and let me walk tf out, as I’m staggering away I stumble a bit from my liver I call an emergency healer who have phoenix injectors (phoenix essence in a syringe so mf call heal like 700x faster) after removing all the shrapnel etc with magnets...yup ripped out all the metal with magnets bc no consequence bc phoenix injector(s) god fuckin damn it.

06//03//18: First off I’m in this building that kinda looks like a japanese high school but also American? English? In the dream I am shirtless through it’s entirety but either no-one notices or cares? I then soon pass a crowd of people who’re crowding around some uninteresting stuff and I then meet Aurum in the dream! (Fucking score!!!) Who immediately notices my incredibly dense, thick, overwhelming...aura. Well, as she stated “Your aura, it’s so sexual, so full of rage and embedded with darkness…!” Followed by her getting really enamored over me, blushing, the lot. She then follows up with “S-so that would make you my raging pervert-senpai...” I then just stand there for a sec and say “No, I’m just your senpai, don’t add raging pervert to that. People would get th-the wrong idea…!” Upon me saying this Sea appears darts over to us. I direct him to go across the road and wait for us there. Then I hug Aurum, revealing that I’m actually shirtless. Implying I have some sort of illusion on, and showing me to be in a very female form, cup size of about C 38. When we stop the hug she’s blushing like a tomato “I knew it...raging pervert poisenpai.” We then hold hands and walk over to Sea, from under the trees we were near.

Afterwards is a slight blur, it seemed to be a day out between the three of us, then Sea saw a girl/boy he like and went after them after “Looks like I gotta go!” The day out continues of just me and Aurum, walking around enjoying the light breeze and sunny day in the park, then the day turning to night, we end up in what I can only describe as an academy dorm. Who’s it was I don’t know, but I layed on the couch, only for when I drifted off a bit I was woken up by Aurum sitting on top of me in her usual bed attire.

Then a few tears fall from me “Hey now, what’s wrong poisenpai?! I’m not hurting you am I?!” She went to wipe away my tears before I gently grabbed her hand and answered “No honey, these are tears of joy...” I could feel myself smiling warmly as I looked her in the eyes. I then pulled her in and turned to the cushion of the couch, placing her firmly between me and the cushions. I had my eyes closing/closed as our foreheads touched and I said “Let’s just sleep here tonight, how ‘bout it?” Aurum wiggled a bit and replied “Yes my love” I then pulled the quilt onto us, as we both snore softly in eachothers arms, too comfortable or content to move.
A few minutes later Sea comes in with pizza, sees me and aurum snuzzled asleep and he quietly backs out, making sure to lock the door and from 3rd person I see him place a “Do not disturb sign on the door”

13//3//18: A dream where I’ve somewhat take Issei’s place and because of some reason, some evi-ass decides to kidnap the DxD babes and turn them into pure essence and put them in a jam jar and basically spread them like jam and eat the essence...yep. Oh and since Rias kinda bae af, I get extremely pissed and track down last known whereabouts etc. Eventually gaining a motherfucker looking like a younger Mr.Burns and cleveland brown as detectives to assist me...fuckin hell, it gets worse...then when I found out what’s happened about the turning people into pure essence, it’s not only the DxD babes but any other motherfucking animu punk I’d wanna smash!! Of course, when I get to Rias’ container it’s basically empty and I just fuckin snap and go god level, I place my hand out a clock appears and I twist my hand and time starts to dial back time itself until the essence becomes Rias herself. (Can’t even make this shit up) And since I stopped dialing back the moment she was in existence, she got none of her memories etc BUT her essence jar is full, aaand to regain her everything she gotta consume her own essence.

(Send help) She gets back all her memories etc and is so happy/relieved to see me and I break down crying and hugging her and since I restored her body and nothing else, she fuckin naked, bonus. Then I’m confronted by the bastard that did this in the first place, dear fuckin god I’m shuddering at the sheer rage. “BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOOOOST!!” This person or thing that did this tries to somewhat power up but I just start wildly slashing my, newly summoned, sword at them.

Then Rias tries to assist but I just bark at her savagely “No, I’m gonna kill this piece of shit!! He’s not worth your effort!!” And then take another dash at the assailant them exclaiming “Slash all you want, even if you hit me this cloak has the highest magic resistance ever conceived!! AHAHAHAA!!” As he’s laughing I slash and narrowly miss his body but my attack makes the parts of the cloak vaporise into nothingness, there are gonna be no fuckin remains of this fucker. “BOOST. BOOST. BOOST. BOOST.” I rapidly slash in a pattern in front of the asshat, no damage is initially dealt, they even check themselves and get all cocky like “Haha! You can’t even hit me with all your power! And this is the supposedly great Red Dragon Emperor?! What a jo--!!” But he gets cut off mid-sentence by my carvings making a symbol in the air and place the sword to my side and the blade at eye height in a sweeping stance. “DIE.” I thrust my blade forward and all the marking light up burning red and fire a hugely condensed and fierce geyser.

“N-noOOAAAHHHHHHHGG-K--!!!” The terror and anguish in his voice would have destroyed his vocal chords of the blast didn’t, everything behind him and this building was burned into a glassy surface. After dealing this hefty blow, I break down again, my armor shatters falling to the grimace of the situation “All the other jars...are completely...empty...!” With my sobbing worsening “I’m...supposed to be...tHe HEro...tHAT...GETs tHINGS DONE!” I start punching the floor, haggard over, crying out. “GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!! I COULDN’T SAVE THEM!! GAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!” I then unlock a higher form thingy over the mourning of the losses, the sheer aura I radiate is golden and shining in a blinding fashion, the air is burning from my rage and ominous from my sorrow.

“BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST-BOOST!!!” “Why couldn’t I save them?! I have the power and means but I still fall short!!” “WHY? WHY?! WHY?! WHY?! WHY?!?!” As I say this I’m punching the ground again and again until where I’m sitting is just a crater with me in it. “Chrona!! Hey!! Chrona!! Listen!!!” I get shot with a magical blast by Rias “They’re unharmed!! They’re OK” I turn to find them all standing in shock and awe at me and my reaction to believing they’re dead/gone. “Chrona...you really feel that strongly about us…?!” Akeno says in shock. No-one else can muster up the will to say anything. “Y-you’re all...OK...heh...thank fuuuhck--” I collapse, only to be caught by Rias and land in her lap. The dream ends there with me, teary-eyed, passed out in Rias’ lap, surrounded by the DxD crew.

NSFW WARNING 18//03//18: Another strand of chronagon. I’m in a place like FCOT’s structure etc with some improvements here and there. I go to the summoning orb vendor, since I’d seen my upperclassmen and lower classmen having their fashioned necklaces that summon powerful and mystical creatures and beings. I find where the vendor is and see that he has 9 types of summoning orbs. These being Fire/Lightning, Water/Ice, Grass/Wind/Earth, Light/Order, Darkness/Chaos. So technically 5 orbs but 9 outcomes. Anyway, the sign then reads that dark & light orbs have a high chance of ‘Mythical’ tier summon. But of course, the price of either is steep compared to the regular orbs, if memory serves about 4.5 times more. And the regular orbs are considered as somewhat of a luxury item, it’s uncommon for a mage to have a summoning orb chain or gauntlet. Anyway, I initially said “I’d like to have 1 of each outcome please.” The vendor look at me and let out a hearty chuckle “Heha, kid you must have some fortune behind you. 1 of each outcome will cost you one pearled diamond a week!”

(Pearled diamond = Z clarity, turquoise spherical cut diamond, usually 3 or 4 inches in diameter) [NSFW WARNING FOR LATER PARTS]

I come back at him with “Well I was aware of that, but I suppose that would be a bit show-offy to begin with.” The man answers straight back scratching his brown beard “Well that was going to be my next point, it seems a very flashy thing to do. Also, you’ve got to consider things such as any changes to you living arrangements if your summon is too big for where you live or toxic to be around.” I pause for a moment the continue the conversation. “Like personality or genuinely poisonous?” The man follows with. “Hmm, now you say that both actually, not much of a magically generated partner if they’re nasty or generate a poisonous gas.” I ponder for the moment. “Shit, you’re right in that case, I’d like 1 nature orb, 1 corona orb and 1 dark orb."

The guy goes “Hm-hmm, good choice ma’am, a nature based summon to otherwise avoid dangerous summons, a corona one for firepower and the dark one…?” I grin and say “Light is always attracted by the dark~” The man pauses for a moment before giving a light-hearted smile “Well ain’t that the truth! Hehaa, welp, be aware now: Dark/Chaos summons aren’t always the idealic brooding or quiet type, many are wild cards.” I chuckle “Heh, well if that’s the case, by all means. A lively personality doesn’t hurt to have around to get ya all fired up!” The man is pleased with my response “Not even a shadow of fear, nor flinching, I like you kiddo, you’ll make a fine mage in time.” Without the slightest hesitation I hit with a “Damn right!” I then bring out the appropriate amount of coinage/tokens for the summoning orbs: 2 gold and 10 silver (Gold is 2.5K, Silver is 1K and Platinum is worth 5K with Bronze is worth 50)

After travelling back through the academy grounds ad through the relaxation garden I finally reached my dorm. “Oh boy I just can’t decide which to open...! Wait! I know, I could flip a coin. Let’s see heads for corona, tails for nature.” The coin flips and lands on heads “Alright, now for the decision between fire and darkness!” Heads for dark orb, tail for corona orb...” I flip the coin for the final time and it comes up heads. “Well damn, darkness goes first summon.” Then I ponder for a minute “Shit, I forgot dark orbs take much more mana to summon...I’ll have enough for the corona but not the nature...tch damn it.” After making a floorspace in the centre of my room, I get in a casting stance I call out “Dark, Chaos, summon!!” The orb radiates a fierce aura of oblivion, destruction and anarchy. It almost pulsates in my hand and turns to smoke, circles around me then gather in the centre of the room. A figure begins to emerge, then the outline, now a being of pure darkness stands before me, looking like Sora’s anti-form. The tails form too?! And that figure’s shape is of a woman!? The otherwise kyuubi 6 tailed-like face reshapes, the darkness seeps into the being letting their pale skin show. The higher chance of mythical wasn’t lying, this orb had summoned a kitsune! Standing little over 5 ft tall, a slim build, golden blonde hair, fierce eyes and 7 - 9 silky pale gold tails. “Ah! Wh-what the fuck?!” I yelp out. Usually if a summon does appear in a human form, they’re also usually clothed and given that this kitsune is the highest tier the chances should only be higher. Butt of course, she’s naked, not even a sock on her she then opens her eyes. “Ah~ That’s better~” she begins to stretch her arms.

“Y-you’re n-naked, what gives!? It’s common that mythical summons are already wearing clothes!” She stops stretching then looks at me smiling “True, very true~ But once I came into contact with your hand/aura and spirit, oh I just couldn’t help myself~” A puzzled look comes across my face “Couldn’t help yourself with what…?” The kitsune grins, giving a seductive glare “Couldn’t help showing you what I’ve got, and what you’re going to get~” She then turns and shakes her ass at me, going as far as slapping it herself to show it’s thiccnes. Oh what a butt~ Mmmf, dat ass is fine~! Then after stating her desires she wastes no time in getting up in my face and putting her arm around onto my shoulders in a hugging motion.

“Ooh~ You are a tall lady~ I can’t wait to cross scisso--” she stop mid sentence feeling up my groin “Ah~ Hey! Watch where your hands wonder!” She then has a complete look of shock and confusion, she back up a bit and follows with “You’re a girl, right?” in a more serious tone I steadily respond “Yeah” she then looks down at my groin then back up at me “Then why did I feel balls and a thick shaft…?” I look at her dead in the eyes and just say “I’m a futa” in a serious af voice. She looks at me again up and down for a minute then goes ”That’s even better~!” To my shock I go “Wait?! Really?!” In an otherwise very happy tone. She returns with an even more ecstatic voice “I’m a being of darkness and chaos, you’re body, it goes completely against natural biological law/order~ Just saying that out loud makes me want you more~!” Drooling, she jumps up and starts snogging me good and fondling my dick.

Doku-14/04/2018

“Mmfph?!” Is all I can manage to say before having to grab her tail out of reflex to pull her off of me, however that seems to be a very sensitive spot for her as her muscles immediately stiffen, her arms and legs go knees inward and she lets out a big moan “AAAAHHMMN~!” She then pants heavily and is weakly holding onto me “Haahn...hahff..hahh~ You...have...really good...i-instincts...t-too~ That felt...incredible~!” I look down to find she didn’t just moan in pleasure she had just orgasmed. “I-I was just trying to pull you off me…geez” She then looks me in the eyes with a slack expression and her tongue hanging out “Making me cum like thaaht... without...even trying? I like you even morrhe~” She then licks the side of my face “Muh-miinnne~” I then look at her embarrassed, blushing, turned on, confused the lot. I continue this with “You look like you could use a lay down, need me to carry you to the bed or can you walk…?” She smiles “I don’t I can walk after such a fast and powerful squirt~ Take me to bed~” I blush hard at this and respond “Geez, why’d ya have to say it like that, now there’s sexual tension…” She giggles “Because pillow-thighs, I want you inside me~”

My response being “Wow, you sure don’t hold any punches, punk...” I then pause for the moment “Wait, here’s a thought, what IS you name anyway…?” She turns and says “I don’t have a name yet silly, dealer’s choice~” She gives a warm smile and for that moment I felt my heart skip a beat. “Ohh, ok, I didn’t know that...how bizarre, not only are a summoned at the whim of whoever gets them, but their summoner gets to choose their name...talk about enforcing a living being as your property sigh” After letting out that sigh, I pull the covers back for my bed and gently lower teh foxy punk in. “Here, stay under the covers in case someone visits” She immediately goes “Oh? Are you expecting anyone?” in genuine curiosity.

I then remember my social status and do the classic anime depressed in the corner with the blue thing overhead. “No...but just in case y’know” She goes “Oi, just because I wanted to mount your dick and ride it like a pogo stick, doesn’t mean I don’t have basic modesty or decency!” I then look at her for a good few seconds and just go “Yeah ok, my bad.” I then remember something “OH!” I yell. “Because you have a high vitality, that means you’ll need to eat a lot more food, right?” She then remembers this too “Yeah, a lot...” “Wait, how much are we talking her?” I ask. She then briefly explains it, as well as telling me her vitality stat. “WHAT?! Fucking hell...I may as well call you Aurum with how much gold you’ll cost…!” She then thinks for a moment and grins “I think I’ve got a way to help with that~” I look at her in confusion “How’s that…?” She chuckles “You could let me chug your chode as part of my feeding AND loving~” I just kinda stare at her and say “Aurum no” she of course immediately responds “Aurum yes~!” I then facepalm, hard too. “Ugh, let’s just grab dinner. Not me either I’m not comfortable enough to be near the menu, let alone on it.” She pouts at this “Fiiine”

we end up sharing a pizza together 18” one too, meat feast toppings. We go 50/50 on slices of it, afterwards I find a shirt for her to wear, she has bigger boobs and we’re at home, so no need for a bra. And she has tails so she can’t wear my underwear I don’t think. So she’ll wear the minimum of just a t-shirt “Aww c’mon, why do I have to wear a shirt, Chrona? (I told her my name etc during dinner)  You’ve seen me butt-naked this entire time!” I sigh at this “Sigh As true as that is, that’s sleeping nude next to me is something reserved for someone ultra personal to me, such as my girlfriend. Not someone I met 3-ish hours ago.” She naturally detests this “Urgh, fine! I’ll wear a t-shirt damn it.” We then get ready for bed. Since she doesn’t have a toothbrush she had to use mine, a fact she was all too happy about. She then helps me rearrange the room to how it was before I summoned her and get into bed. “Goood night, punk” She giggles “Good night sweet stuff~”

She then gives me a kiss on the cheek before wrapping her arms around me and gently falling asleep and snoring softly. I fell asleep a bit later, adjusting to another person in the bed. I’m wearing boxers instead of panties, socks and a t-shirt.
The next morning I wake up to the delightful smell of pancakes being made. I walk into the kitchen area to find the kitsune cooking for me! She’s wearing nothing but an apron on too, fucking score! “Good morning” I sleepily let out before sitting down on the wooden chair. But as soon as I sit down I jump up in shock “Ahh! What the fuck?!” I look down to find that I’m no longer wearing my boxers and Aurum chimes in. “I took them off you last night, I just had to see how big you are. You’re a demon~” I blush and twitch at this then just sit back down, I couldn’t be bothered to get the boxers and faff around putting them on this early in the morning. Besides, the food was already here and more was ready. I began eating the pancakes and my eyes light up.

“Mmm, mMMM these are sho fucking good! Thank you Aurum!” “Thanks baby~!” she replies as she turns to serve one last pancake. But she drops it and it goes under the table “Ah, shit! I’ll get that” She gets under her hands an knees and me being still sleepy thing nothing of it then I feel it. Aurum starts giving me a blowjob under the table! “Ahn~! Wh-what the fuck?!” I quickly lean back to see her sucking away, she sees me, stops  and gives a little wave and continues sucking. I push her head away “Nooowa! Let me get my breakfast!” Whilst I’m trying to push her away she’s managing to keep licking the tip. “Nngh~ Hey would you sto-ahn-p it?” She then grabs my dick and starts giving me a handjob!? At that point it felt too good man, I just let it happen “F-fuuuu-fiinne, blow me…” She lets out a happy “Yaaay! Chrona for breakfast~!” she proceeded to give me the good long succ until I shot inside her mouth and of course, she swallowed it all to take in the nutrients sigh geeez. After breakfast was finished on both parties, I got washed and dressed, it was a saturday so I had the day to summon my corona orb which I did upon entering the nearby field. I summoned an inferno wyvern. I asked him if he had a smaller form, he said “I’ll try” and proceeded to turn into a half-human form, standing at just under 8ft tall. “That works.” then the dream ends when I return with him.

22//03//18: Some cool beans.
First dream: I’m in a hospital with two other people looking for a dinosaur that’s been rogue summoned through a portal. We find it, an alarm is sounding that it’s in the hospital and for everyone to stay in the nearest room, lock the door hide out of sight and make no noise. Apparently one nurse thought it was bullshit and decides to walk the halls where we’re right behind the dinosaur - a junior allosaurus! The nurse gets chomped because killing instinct and we then have to hide behind an indented wall that’s like sideways stairs.

Then another rift starts opening next to us which attracts the attention of the nearby scaly bastard. So then the guy we’re with runs out to further attract the dino’s attention, basically sacrificing himself even if he can hold his own. He’s fighting the thing off as best he can but then the rift rips open, drawing his focus for the moment. The beast gets him and tears him apart in one like it did the nurse. “NO!!!!” Our cover was blown, but I didn’t care, I went hyper berserk!! The rift then spat out a sledgehammer, that’s all I needed. I let out a huge roar, emanating my sheer rage and taking away my voice. I charged straight at the lizard boi, blood in my mouth and I swing and hit it straight on the snout.

Parrying it’s movements and halting it. Then it tries to steady itself from it’s head being hit down a bit, only to fall and stagger back. It shook it’s head and tried to come at me again open jaws buuut, me, hyper-beserkness, c’mon now. I strike the hammer to it’s jaw after stepping to the side, then without rest slam the weapon straight onto the top of it’s skull, then drive it into the back of it’s neck, shatter it’s femur, break ribs and finish with… a really angry punch on the schnoz… that hits where I did with the hammer earlier and makes the dino’s face cave in it’s donezo then. It collapses, has a seizure too but do I give a fuck in this dream? Nope! I raise the hammer and continue to strike the bastard that dare be the demise of my friend. I raise the hammer again, repeatedly slamming it into it’s head. The head is left to be mush and the floor below it gives way, making the brain-matter seep through and onto an unsuspecting and unknown second Allosaurus!

To which point, I just go relentless ape, I destroy the floor, the now destroyed Allosaurus body flops down too, the second one tries to attack, only for me to smack that one to the ground on the top of the head. When it tries to get back up I just sock it in the eye the spin and smack it back down to the ground, then smashing it’s neck to pieces. I then stand over the corpses and then move to then behead them just to make sure they’re dead.

When I return to the other dear friend (female and a cross between dustiness & eva ) I find that she’s been attacked and the culprit is another dino. But this one being a sizeable raptor dino, her arm is extremely fucked even with the armour on it. I then get a closer look at it: “People have had their arms amputated for less worse injuries, holy fuck…!” I then heal her arm, only for the older and experienced versions of us to come through the same rift that gave me the sledgehammer.

The elder version of me is like a slight hybrid of me and my hyper berserker form, maybe even more than that. Then the Gilded Knight herself walks in her left arm being completely prosthetic. It’s coloured to match her skin but has puppet-like segments etc with what can only be described as her very soul enchanting and enhancing the arm. But since she holds her arm in her right hand...meh...then older gold tells current gold about how the arm will heal and the new challenges it will bring (which I feel is later proven) then it’s just warnings for the future, stuff to look out for etc.

Second dream: In the same continuity of the last one me and gold are in a cottage where we’ve been called to extinguish a zombie/monster pit. Gold has the arm Future Gold had. We get there and the owners are outside and brief us. We were expecting just a regular kill quest but it’s a rare rift kill quest, where a rift is open and an otherworldly version of regular monster has spawned into our reality. On top of this the monsters/lost souls inside constantly grasp at anything and everything around the rift, including it’s own hands. But it won’t attack it’s own arms or anything it thinks is it’s own arm. Case and point a local despicable person was thrown into the pit, but because he radiated the same lost/lifeless/empty/wondering aura or ode, he could stand on the array of humanoid faces and escape with ease. The pit can’t see, smell or hear anything only feel. The arms are also extremely durable, so only those with extreme enough power can do any damage whatsoever. Of course we go up there, the rift is big af and spawned mini-rifts where extra arms are feeling around randomly too. We’re stealthy as all jazz but one of the arms grabs gold by the leg and starts crushing it whilst attracting the attention of other arms through some hive mind thing. Anyway, we manage to break away one of the arms but more are still coming from the shockwaves of my sledgehammer and the sting of one arm’s defeat. I then transform my leg to it’s berserk state and begin kicking them all.

They don’t break but upon feeling my touch albeit aggressive the arms immediately cower and retreat like the hand from the Adam’s family, but dragging their mini-rifts with them with such force and intent to get away from me. It gets so bad that if I walk near the hands they will turn away. Then we get to it, the central figure rises from the amalgam of lost souls with random dark spots where eyes should be. The being in the middle is white, whilst the mini-rifts are and main rift(s) are dark grey in tone. The original plan with all the information given, was to suppress our presences until they felt like the final breaths of an old person taking their final breaths. But no, the moment I get carried away and actually let my presence be know, it scares away everything. Oh and the central figure goes on about how he’s “already met us and knows the scorn and singe of defeat” at my hands, the lack of humanity and the cold annihilation of life, extinction plain and simple from the animosity that is my berserk power. The whole thing legit fucks off after saying what’s in speech marks above. Gold is being carried by me on my back at this point from one of the arms grabbing her ankle/shin area. Also some of the hands were zombie ones so I just shot a healing pulse at them, which made the burn and shrivel into ashes.

25//03//18: A random af but kinda funny dream as far as the combat goes via cruelty...you’ll see
The dream opens up with 3 dudes cornering a girl in an alleyway, one of them is fat/muscular, the other has a huge square nose but is super skinny and the other is a mix between them. It then cuts to someone walking through the streets and notices this even happening in the alleyway and shouts “Oi! What gives?!” the three turn around to see what appears to be the new guy, the transfer student. “Whaddya you want you fuck? Can’tcha see we’re busy here?!” Upon hearing this, the person’s eyes turn completely purple, with the iris’ turning golden yellow. They rush up to the bullies with such force that a gust blows them back a few centimetres. “Hunuh? Oh so you don’t just have silver hair for show, there IS something of a competent fighter within you, ha!” The student just stands there and gives an unsettling way. “Oi Notori’ (Notorious P.I.G), Ultram take care of this little shit, teach him the way of this unfamiliar land to him.” Transfer student just uppercuts and KOs Ultram, them grabs Notori’ by the balls and crushes them. Then heavily makes sure both asshats are KOed. Then it’s transfer student vs head asshat, transfer student uses the testicles as leverage to step away from the girl and never set another foot wrong in his life. But headasshat despite cowering at the thought of someone else's balls being audibly crushed, plays it smart.

“I’ve got this girl as a hostage, you can’t really do anythi-” Transfer student shoots a bolt of compressed air which takes asshat’s eye out. Without hesitation, transfer student then punches twice, one hit cracking asshat’s chollarbone and the second one breaking a rib and in a spin catches the girl he was holding hostage from falling out of asshats grasp. “Oh? Can’t do anything huh? Shut your mouth you asshat!” Transfer student has the girl in one arm and in a kind of superhero pose, one arm on the ground, body low on the ground, kinda like luffy’s original gear 2nd pose, but holding the girl.

“Are you hurt?” The girl is still shaking “Wha-n-no, you got here before they could d-do anything sir” Transfer student stands up and let’s the girl stand up on her own. “I’m not a guy, I’m a girl.” The girl then jumps a bit  “Wh-what?! But those strong arms, those dreamy eyes & your body build!” Transfer student pauses for a moment relinquishes the power-up she had. “Pfft! Hahaa~ Thanks for the eye compliment!” The girl gives a warm smile which lights up something in the other girl’s heart. The transfer student continues “Usually it’d bug me if someone called me a guy, but you’ve already been through enough today.” The girl isn’t completely convinced, sensing this transfer student pulls her in close and shows off her groin?! The rescued girl is completely stunned by transfer students guts and the gender of them. There’s an awkward af pause before the rescued girl says “Well, I gotta go to school, well, the nearby academy.”

Upon hearing this transfer student goes “Oh that place? I go there too!” “Really? I’ve never seen you there before.” a warning bell chimes “Aw shoot, c’mon that signals we have a few minutes to get to our homeroom.” The two then walk together for a minute, exchanging names and find that they and the three punks go to the nearby school. And upon learning that the transfer is well, the transfer student to the nearby school, the saved girl, Zellie completely lights up with excitement. “You’re the new transfer student everyone’s been whispering about?! Eeeek!” Z then basically wiggles with excitement and then lunges & hugs transfer student. “Whoa! Just a second ago, you were so shy you were keeping a safety distance from me! What gives...?” Z then pulls back for a second “Everyone else in that academy are assholes…! Well...there are a few good people every now and again, but mainly asshats like those guys from before, hormone & money fueled boar warriors!”

The silver-haired punk stops for a minute “So most of them are rapey-intending motherfuckers too??” Zellie snaps back for the moment “Oh no, that was the first time that’s happened. I said almost all are assholes, but only those three are going for that…” “Well, good thing I fucked ‘em up like I did and put vengeance marks on them. If they try that with anyone they’ll get a mean ‘ol punishment.“ There’s a pause for a moment until Z replied “Wait, you can do that?! Just how good are you?!” Transfer student, Starling, doesn’t miss a beat and immediately flirtily responds “Wouldn’t you like to find out~” And winks too. Surprised by this, Z starts getting incredibly flustered. “H-hey! You haven’t seen anyone else from the academy y-yet! D-don’t settle for just me when anyone else there looks better than me…!” Starling stares at Zellie for a moment confused, then lets out a hearty laugh “Bwahahaha! I’ll have to see about that! Besides, if most are asshole like you said, the only liking involved will be me kicking their asses.”

Starling then puts her arm around Zellie and gives her a one-armed hug as she proudly matches into the school. Starling then reports to the main office that she’s arrived etc, briefly meaning that her and Zellie are seperated. Then, after Zellie reported what’s happened and headed to her homeroom, Starling is taken to her new homeroom after receiving her planner etc. This switches to Zellie’s homeroom where she apologizes for being late and confirms that Notori’, Ultram and Baak’s leery eyes towards all the student nearly went to far if it hadn’t been for the new transfer student. At which point the person from the admin office walk to the door and say “...and this is your new home room. Make sure to come here first thing when arriving to register.”

Then the whole class start to buzz with excitement and whisper amongst themselves, with a few saying stuff like “Ahh~ He’s so hot!” and “You got to meet the new student first? You lucky bitch!” With starling then snapping at them “Oi! I’m not a guy, I’m a girl you fools!” They all say the say things as Z “But that body build, your features” etc. Starling cuts them off with “I know, good grief, I even tried rolling with it and embracing it by building muscles and having my hair short-ish, but it just ends up pissing me off anyways.” The shenanigans continue with Starling being given a direct test of ability by her homeroom teacher with the only rule being no use of magic. The test begins and Starling nearly wins, it was a super close fight.

Afterwards, the teacher questions if Starling had any transformations because it felt like she was holding back much more than she should of. Startling reveals that she does but thought 0 magic means no transformations either since they require magic. Upon hearing this the teacher understands and asks to see her transformed state [the purple & gold eyes] the teacher sees it and is initially stunned at the raw power and congratulates starling on her progress as a warrior. And at how ahead she is and her identical brains of Zellie. But the teacher can see the weakness of the form, but doesn’t blurt it out because this is a combat oriented school and as such information on the new kid would be a steal. Then Starl is shown to her seat in the homeroom which is one seat from Zellie, with the seat in between belonging to Baak. A.k.a the leader the two others who were ready to attack Zellie in the alleyway. I regress, the teacher asks Starl if she needs to be healed by her but Starl heals herself back to full, in record time too for the class, whilst sitting on her stool at the table, requiring minimal effort. Then, seeing as Starl is a cut above most and all classmates start asking stuff. “Where’s you learn how to do that?!” “I can barely pull off a self-healing spell, damn!” Then the fated question is asked “You’re a transfer, so which academy was you in beforehand? Goldpier? Geoden?” Starling then sighs and answers “Psychfreed Academy.”

The whole class are mortified but everything now makes sense, Psychfreed is notorious for how hard it pushes it’s students, turning them into merciless killing machines. And the only way out permanently is by complete failure or in a bodybag. Starl continued “Yeah, now ya know why I’m so solidly built and sharp. I completely threw my grades, they eventually kicked me out only after extreme pressurising to make me improve.” The class is then relieved to know that their new classmate wasn’t mentally warped by the academy and that she retained her humanity. They all let out a huge sigh, except Zellie who’s just in a daze about Starl.

Noticing this, Starl pokes her forehead. “Hey, earth to Z, come in Z.” She then comes to, is flustered.”Wh-what? Oh suh-sorry starl heh.” to the shock of her classmates. Zellie is usually so cold and calculating, never showing emotions or even any affection towards anyone via laughing. She had nerves of steel what could cause such a change in personality? Then most figure it out, Zellie is enamoured through and through by Starling. But reaching this realisation is still a shock, and more importantly Zellie has never shown any sort of fancy to anyone. Nobody in the entire academy even knows her sexual preference for fuck’s sake.
Anyway, homeroom then continues after things have simmered down, the register is taken and then a few minutes before the bell to go to the first class tomes the bitches of the class go up to Starl and grab her by the pussy “HEY!” she yells as she punches the person back. “What the fuck is wrong with you?!” The bitch gets up “AH! You fucking bitch! You just fucked up my look. you brute!” Starl continues “What the hell is wrong with you, grabbing me by the pussy like that?!” The clique responds “We were just making sure you were a girl! Some of us didn’t believe you!” Starl then naturally gets irritated “SO YOU JUST STROLL ON UP AND GRAB MY GENITALS?! WHO THE FUCK DO YOU FUCKERS THINK YA ARE?!”

The clique rudely responds now “Oh shut the fuck up! We’re part of the number one group in the academy! Settle down unless you want to be destroyed!” Hearing this, Starling just ascends, and one hits all them. All are beaten into submission. “Just because you’re number one, doesn’t even give you the infringement of the right to touch me or anyone like that. Your entire so-called group will find that out through force if necessary. Even psychfreed doesn’t do that, even teaching me and others against such bullshit.” The clique weakly talk back “You’re...making enemies with the stron...gest of the school…!” Starling clearly doesn’t give a fuck “Fine by me, I’ll kick the teeth out of anyone that tries pulling that sort of abuse of power!” The class is then very briefly filled with cheer but they bring warning “You won’t hear it from them, but they’re the weakest of the group! All of the group known as ‘Axe Kickers’ are almost exclusively in the advanced classes! And even the ones that are in the intermediate classes are only kept there for their lack of grade on paper, not through their lack of ability!”

Starling pauses for a moment but then gives a confident smile “Hehee! Looks like I might actually get a decent challenge!” Everyone is stunned at Starling’s attitude and how similar it is to another transfer student that came before her named Sage. He too was a dropout from Psychfreed by purposely flunking, a good fighter adept at self-recover etc. He was also a good friend of Zellie’s and Starling’s too! And the whole class is reminded of him through her in every way. However, nobody mentions him becaauuse Axe Kickers mentally broke him and were a playing factor in his suicide.

And when I say Sage was Starling’s friend I mean they were best buddies, and Starl’s plan to drop out came from Sage’s way of dropping out too! Anyway the dream continues with the clique of bitches being half healed up by the teacher and half themselves. And swearing revenge on Starling by any means. After the bell tomes for class to start the dream ends.

23//04//18: Had two dreams. Got distracted and forgot dream 1, dream 2 though, oh boy.
I’m in a shitty, dusty brown sedan being evac’d out of the previous town. Rob at the wheel, sober for once, two teens to my right and what turns out to be bruce fucking banner up front. In front of us is a road that has an ox bow around a part of a quarry. It’s a natural formed quartz archway that is basically a path to the other side avoiding the bow. At the moment where we’ve just drove by the county sheriffs, the two teens look on their tablet device. “Shit my dad is supposed to be in that area where that monster tore through! Teen 2: Wait it look like it’s headin’ our wa-” and then we hear it:
THUMP "REAAARGH!"(edited)

We all lowly turn and see the grey-sih purple fucker coming out way, jumping up and clearing 100ft into the air, easy. Rob say “Fuck that” and floors it and drives through the quartz archway and onwards to a nearby lookout point near a redwood forest. All of us get out of the car or just open the doors to breathe and regather ourselves after such a moment of panic. After we all calm our shit, Banner reveals his identity. We’re all thrilled, we’re saved! But no, banner refuses to hulk out. “Hulk 1 is too unstable, too unpredictably angry.” He continues “But, if that asshole can go like that from the serum so can one of you” He reveals a serum, reddish-brown in colour. “This is the stable hulk serum, it’s designed to be more friendly and acclimated towards the receiver, mutating to suit them. Now, which one of you is gonna go roid rage?” By process of elimination, rob is incompatible, not enough rage or pain he’s too meek and the alcohol’s already gotten to him. The teens? They have potential, teenagers can easily be cannonballs of wild emotion. No, even when injected with the stable hulk version, the transformation is too strenuous on body and mind, it could easily ruin either or their futures. That leaves me…! And I check all boxes and then some banner loads the serum up and rob pipes up. “We’re giving her, the ability to lift over 100 tonne?!” Banner silences him. “Yes! I’m a loose cannon, if I change I could attack all of you or at the very least injure you all in the process!” Rob’s will is subdued, but his concern remains.

Banner injects me with the serum, “I can feel it running through my body, it feels like...it’s burning!” It spreads through my entire body, my skin starts to redden all over. In the end I go from 6 ft 5” to 9 ft 5” tall, no dainty she-hulk figure either. Full big green body frame with added extras. Armoured plates of skin on my fingers, everywhere except the joints, like eren’s hardened fists. My knuckles are hardened too. Then this is on my shoulders, upper back, segmented armour down to my butt, my shins, my forearms, my knees, basically like the armoured titan’s lovechild with exposed biceps, butt, feet and elbows. My head is also more reptilian, having 2nd eyelids and an out stretching face, similar to the attack titan but more draconic. In my new form I jump up and summersault down the small mountainside. My weight plants me firmly in the grounds upon my impact. Barney the roid raging dinosaur dashes over laughing “This is who they send at me?! A fucking lizard! HAHAHAHAAH!” He starts landing hit strongest hit but they do 0 I do a morning stretch and he’s sent flying waaay into the nearby field.

I get up, realise some of my power and purple didldo is still dazed and down for the moment. I then use the time and put cars back on their wheels. I then see his initial touchdown spot was where we were in the line. He finally gets up and tries charging at me, but right as he gets close enough BOOM!! I do the famed thunderclap, the wave turns the whole field into a glass floor. And purple tommyknocker was forced out of his hulk state through sheer overpowering on my end. His eyes are legit whited out and he just falls to his knees and transforms back to human and just collapses. I was then thinking of a so called ‘hero’ name in the dream but when I thought of Red Wrecker, the dream ended.

\*\*19|05|18\*\*: First off, a dinner party or social drinking event and the rich guy there, is a cunt. Thankfully not a literal floating vulva, but he was still just as unpleasant. Getting super lairy to me and the people I was with and making the point of he could because he had the money and thereby power to do whatever he wanted. He then even throws a small jacket at me that’s belonging to a local little girl who recently went missing, like bruh. Real nibba reflexes, I catch the jacket and there’s loads of evidential stuff, like mud, hair blood specs, basically everything. Then I have to walk to the family, through a archway made of dried sticks. But since rich douche is exactly that, I get charged with the little girl’s abduction and murder, with their only actual evidence being that she was seen with me a lot. My distinct flashback being that the girl would come to me and talk about her problems and that she had some crush on me. Then everything goes black instantly.

Then another dream, but I didn’t write it down the moment I got up soo RIP.

\*\*25|05|18\*\*: 2 seperate ones.
First off I’m in this simulation world, complete immersion & futuristic. The task at hand is to use it to build a humanoid. My friend in this tries to build minecraft cubed humanoid, skeleton layer first. I just sit there, observe the others’ creations and just think “So basically we can make whatever we imagine or can visualise?” I get a resounding and groany confirmation from everyone else. I give a wicked smile and summon centorea from monster musume, yaaaaas!! Then one of the other guys gets pissed off that I could summon something like that right off the bat, and has a cat so makes it bigger and focuses and make centorea smaller until it’s a cat ‘n mouse chase, to which I just punch the cat away with a power glove like rallen’s. Everyone freaks, the simulation setting had to be ended because of the sudden velocity of everyone’s brainwave activity and hormonal releases.

Second one. The fallout and aftermath of my shenanigans, the person I went into the digital plain with buys me a soda, grape flavoured...it’s tentacle grape soda yaaaaaaaas. He forgot it in the shop after paying for it =.= the silly punk! We then sit just outside the shop on a bench and enjoy the sodas with eachother, laughing about everything that went on. And the dream end when we’re driving away presumably to one of our houses.

\*\*27|05|18\*\*: Omg yas.
Things are in some high stakes ‘n futuristic kart rate, the road isn’t exactly open, so I drive onto the pavement! Yes there are people there, but I don’t hit any of them with skiiiil. Everyone reaches the finish line and after the lady announcer has finished tallying the answers and everyone is as tense as needing to take a poop really bad. “As you all know, you place in the race doesn’t matter. What does, is how many time you were bumpered. And the lesser the better; and oh dear have we got some results~ Everyone in the room somehow got even more fuckin tense! “As far as improvements go, Barry, 4 less bumps during the race! But what you’re all waiting for..in 3rd place Sherry with a total of 7 hits, an improvement of 2, just above barry. In 2nd place...we have Joanne & Lucy! Both with 5 bumps each! <Everyone groans at this point or shouts profanity, going wild at the fact that I’m first. After everyone calms their shit, miss announcer gets on with announcing. And in first place Meteo Poison! With a minimal total of 2 bumps! But that’s not all 1 of those bumps was from the pavement when she drove on two wheels! \*insert a very smug dream me\* I get the champagne bottle booiii~ And yeah, I crack it open, down it, is all good. But then apparently the ship we’re on in space, gets knocked to one side and I had to climb out, turns out somone from the other team blasted the main ship in the game out of saaalt. To which missa announcer gets back up and contacts command and orders to stabilise and fire at the ship on the starboard. The ship got wiped m8, after that everyone is sent out of their emersion gears and back into reality.

Time skip to an arcade later on, the floor is multi-coloured and changes colour via AI set to random. The arcade games are immersive ones of virtual reality and even a pokemon rip-off version of dragon ball heroes. I go to play it, it’s occupied and there’s a crowd I shrug turn back aaand one of the salty racers from before turns and cunt-punts me! “Nghaaa! What the fuck?!” I try swinging for him but he smol, I miss. But he looks terrified af “”Y-you’re actually a girl?!” To which everyone turns around, is shocked at what they see and I’m blushing but angry as shiiit. I grab teh fucker by the leg pick him up and slam him into the ground and do a hulk on loki. I then shout at the top of my lungs “YES I’M A WOMAN, DIDN’T YOU NOTICE HOW I NEVER HAD TO SELECT A RACER AT ALL FOR THE DAMN RACES?! OR THE FACT THAT I HAVE A SLIMMER PHYSIQUE THAN ALL THE GUYS AND BIGGER BOOBS INSTEAD OF MANBOOBS!!” I then storm off, embarrassed af and the dream ends with me chilling outside the arcade huffy as hell.

\*\*30/05/18\*\*: First off was a dream I could barely remember. A stick looking hand with sunshine behind it. Second dream, some monstrous shiiit. First off this woman creates a solid shadow. A creature resembling niana or nina tucker fused with the family dog. But upright, with goat horns, completely black and white eyes, it’s also apparently a guy :’D RIP my mind. Because this creature was in a cage that’s a repurposed swimming pool. Why? Because of its depth to keep it in there, under steel panels. Buuut apparently the woman that created it was a little bit screwy and wanted to experiment a bit. And one of which was human DNA compatibility...yup...she fucked the shadow beast result is a successful hybrid, after it busted through the 5” thick steel panels keeping it in the empty pool cage. The rest of the dream is a blur (because I was dehydrated af IRL) but what I could gather is that the hybrid went on to walk out of the facility by phasing through the now reinforced and thicker panels. The original shadow beast has fucked off wherever and the original woman/summoner is there but humanity has developed from her research...I think? But yeah, shadow beast is summoned by an already crazy lady, and for an experiment, she fucks it to see if a hybrid can be made not knowing if she’d die or not.

**This is Part 1/2 of Vault 35**