[GhostlyGiraffe]

username: GhostlyGiraffe
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[Midnightkitkat]

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[ωolfie]

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[rainbow;]

username: mae~borowski
name: troye
gender: male
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marking! will definitely be drawing some stuff for this bab!

[blooming chaos;]

username: blooming chaos;
name: damien james cabell [kuh - bell]
gender: male

personality: damien is very intuitive, he trusts that he knows things even without direct evidence or much reasoning. he can be very spontaneous, acting on impulse instead of completely thinking things through. now, that's not a terrible thing, but it is very inconvenient at times, as you can imagine. damien does think a lot, though, just not at the right moments. he doesn't think his choices through much, but he spends a lot of his time in his mind. that could be daydreaming, or exploring his subconscious, but rarely anything productive, (for example: creating a mental schedule for the day). organization isn't his top priority, but he tries to keep a neat room. he is super caring and gentle, but also super sensitive. you could jokingly tease him, and he'd think about it for the rest of the day (and probably cry a little bit). other than that, he is extremely quirky and adorable! he only likes close, intimate, relationships. he doesn't have any "acquaintances" that he only speaks to when they see each other walking down the street. if he knows you, he knows you. sometimes damien can be clingy. he won't want to leave your side and doesn't want to be alone, but he can also be the exact opposite. he'll seem distanced, and try to isolate himself. that's mostly when he's feeling great emotion (good or bad), he just wants to deal with it himself. he also has so many journals. they're all filled with random thoughts and ideas, that often get lost in the jumble of other words. obviously, he has a dream journal. that began as just a random little hobby, but soon he found out that dream journals can assist you in lucid dreaming (which is now one of his favorite things to do).

what his journal looks like: linked due to size, (credit)
he absolutely loves to doodle on his journals, or really, on anything he can! it's kind of a stress reliever, but he also just thinks it looks really cute cx

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so, this dream started pleasantly enough. i was in a field, a very grassy one, with a bunch of flowers everywhere. it was almost like i was in a drawing, because the flowers and the grass were so doodle-like. the first thing i did was smell one. it immediately felt like my nose was being tickled, as if the flower had tiny little fingers. out of curiosity, i picked it to examine it closer. (thank you, impulsive nature). that was a mistake. all the flowers around me began to grow to immense sizes, taller than a bear standing on its hind legs. but no, they didn't just grow into giant flowers. they began sprouting long, viney, arms and legs, and the center parts of the flowers morphed into angry faces! all of them just glared at me. i dropped the flower i was holding, and they all starting shouting at me in gibberish. even though i was surrounded, i attempted to run out of the circle. again, that was a mistake. one of the flower-creatures grabbed my back leg. its fingers- or vines, i guess, started to grow and wrap around me! it held me upside-down, and began yelling at me once more. that's when i woke up. i wouldn't call it a nightmare, but i woke up with my heart beating pretty fast. i know most dreams have some sort of hidden meaning, but i'm sure something that bizarre was just a plain-old dream.






this dream was very intense for me. most of my dreams are pretty quirky and not so, meaningful, per say. it started out with me being underwater. it was very, very, dark blue water, and i couldn't see anything more than two feet away from me. that being said, there wasn't really much to see. it was just darkness. i was breathing comfortably, not drowning or anything. i was also very cold. all i can remember is there being a strong current pulling me upside-down (which has been happening a lot in my dreams lately). my memory when it comes to dreams isn't very good, because i don't recall what happened between that and me ending up on a beach. the sand was almost grey, and the water was still extremely dark. i just remember not being able to breathe on the shore, and attempting to crawl back into the water. it was terrifying. i pulled myself back into the water, and swam for what felt like forever. then i was back in darkness, feeling comfortable, but so cold. maybe it's supposed to represent me in states of serious emotion, when i isolate myself. i don't know. i don't want to think about this dream nightmare anymore.






honestly, i've never been in a better mood! i literally just woke up, and i'm writing this down because i don't want to forget what i just dreamt about. i recently learned about this thing called "lucid dreaming", basically, you realize you are dreaming, and you are able to control what happens. i'm sure it's a lot more complex than that, but that's the gist of it. apparently, keeping a dream journal improves your chances of having a lucid dream. you start seeing common things that happen in your dreams, so while you dream them, it's like "oh, i'm dreaming!" for me, that's being turned upside-down. i've never lucid dreamt before, but it was amazing! again, my memory with dreams is terrible, but at some point i was being held by my legs upside-down. all i know is that i realized i was dreaming, tried not to freak out from excitement, and got out of that situation as quick as possible. i decided to try to get back to that field i was in with all the killer flowers. it was actually quite beautiful if you can look past the beasts. my first thought was to fly there. flying was kinda strange, because obviously i've never flown before. i'm pretty sure my brain just took the experience of swimming and used that instead. but still, it was wonderful. i didn't even go straight to the field.. i flew over stunning waterfalls and mountains and canyons, all created by my mind. i didn't stop at any of them, because i figured a familiar spot would be the best place to practice making stuff out of thin air. i "landed" in the field and decided to sit. i couldn't really think of many things to do. for some reason, i came up with the idea to make a pile of stuffed animals, and jump into it. it took some major focus, but i somehow got the pile to appear. i dived into it head-first and it was SOOO comfy. obviously in real life you wouldn't just be able to jump into it like it was a liquid, but my brain just made it so effortless. i had been kinda stressed out when i went to sleep (existential crisis mode), so i decided to just relax. i buried myself deeper in the pile, until i fell through it all the way and started falling. i landed on a floaty in the middle of a pool, where i then gave myself some sunglasses and a coconut with a straw in it. i spent the rest of my dream there, and that's why i woke up so happy. i hope i lucid dream again soon!!






sadly, this dream was not lucid. i got really lucky last time. it takes lots of concentration and focus, and my experience was just sheer luck. anyways, this dream took place in a very big room. there was a fireplace a few feet in front of me. the walls were lined with bookshelves. i was surrounded by them. as i got moved closer to one, i realized they weren't books on the shelves, they were pens. there were all different colors and designs, and they were all standing upright (somehow). i pulled a blue one with tiny pink and yellow polka-dots off the shelf. when i pulled the cap off, i sort of waved it in midair, as if i was drawing. i drew a squiggly line. for a second, it was just a blue line floating there, but after that it turned black and fell to the floor with a small "clink". i was kind of confused, but i drew again. i drew a little heart, and again, after floating there for a second, it turned pink and started beating. i don't know how i didn't realize it was a dream at that point. well, i'm not a very skilled artist, so i just started making small doodles that all came to life in front of my eyes. after drawing a few, the pen started getting harder to use. it wouldn't draw solid lines. i put it back, assuming it ran out of ink. the next pen i grabbed was all black, with some gold glitter scattered across it. unfortunately, i woke up as soon as i pulled the cap off. i wish i was able to use more pens and see their abilities. maybe i'll be able to fall back into that dream one day :)

[kaanekii]

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[peachycupcake525]

username: Peachycupcake525
name: Aprikola
gender: Male
personality:
Aprikola hides his true thoughts and feelings from even himself. He is outwardly carefree and blissful, and a bit aloof. He is rarely visibly nervous, although he doesn't make an effort to talk with others. Most of his time is spent alone, enjoying nature. Alone is not the same as lonely, as he has proven many times. He is never lonely, as he searches for beauty in everything. That search hides his worry and sadness from himself, and he is rarely around for others to see it in him.
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I have had many dreams, although I don't remember many. This is the one I had last night:

I was walking along a worn path through the woods. It was raining. I was trying to reach a light I saw ahead, but with every step it was getting farther away.

I've had many dreams like this. What is the light? What does it mean?

I was falling far down, into darkness. There were no walls and there was no floor. Or was it so far down that I couldn't see it? As I fell, walls started closing in. They spun around me in dazzling colors. I woke up as I crashed into one.

[cyborgishly]

username: cyborgishly
name: Ruben
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[Raven_Wolf]

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~LunarWolf~
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Arlana
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W.I.P
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[zakuro.]

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