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Magic Circle Dream DiaryMagic Circle by *SoberDreamer
22nd January, 2012
The echoes of hurried footsteps raced up the stairs of the ramshackle ghetto building followed moments later by a clamorous pounding on the front door.
"Open up!" an acrid voice demanded.
Three men in their early twenties, unshaven and unkempt, stood outside the cramped bedraggled apartment, pacing and jittering as their patience quickly wore thin. The old man who lived within, a face like a proboscis monkey, climbed from the couch and scurried towards the kitchen, fumbling hastily as he reached for the longest kitchen knife he could muster. The door, bejeweled with an antique assortment of rusted locks, yie
Scuba Diver Dream DiaryScuba Diver by *SoberDreamer
22nd October, 2011
Trees traced long shadows against the old lighthouse as the afternoon pressed on. Unsurprisingly, those that invited me out to this seemingly deserted location by the sea failed to show up themselves. Late as usual, I suppose. No matter, dressed in a scuba diving outfit like a male ballerina without a tutu and armed with an oxygen tank I began exploring the abandoned lighthouse. Descending the stairs that spiraled downwards I came across the rusted basement door which, after a shove that loosened its rusty hinges, opened with the shrill disapproving screech of scraping metal.
A suspicious looking wooden trap
Lost In A Labyrinth Dream DiaryLost In A Labyrinth by *SoberDreamer
25th August, 2009
"Dorothy?"
"Here!"
"Amelia?"
"Here!"
"James?"
"Here."
"Justin?"
"Yeah."
"Emily?"
The head mistress tapped impatiently but only silence was forthcoming.
"Emily?!" she repeated.
"I don't think she's here ma'am." replied James with a finger in his nose. A stout little lad with a penchant for all things nasal in nature.
"Tell me where she is, now!" demanded the head mistress.
"I think she must've just up and run away." he suggested in much his atypical palaver.
"Jonathan!"
"Me?!" I gasped.
"Go and find Emily. The rest of you, off to bed immediately!" ordered the head mistress.
I was a young child a
Game World Dream DiaryGame World by *SoberDreamer
23rd October, 2011
"Ok, I think I can see something now." I reported as the blurred haze filtering through my goggles sharpened into discernible details.
"So tell me what you see." asked the voice in my headphones.
"Well, it looks very realistic. Certainly a lot of effort went into making this place."
"Try the controls. Can you move around?"
I waved my hand in front of my face, as expected, my in-game hand moved accordingly with a stunning level of fidelity, nothing like the coarse feedback you'd expect from a lowly motion capture camera.
"Ahh, we gotta tweak a few settings. We'll be with you shortly."
Cautiously I stepped
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