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Discussion => Drug safety => Topic started by: SandyDamage on November 19, 2012, 11:01 pm
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10/20/12
2C-C Trip Report
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Dose: 208 mg (I would not recommend anyone taking a dose this high, it was given to me as a sample from my best friend who
obtained it from a vendor off here. The biggest dose I've read someone take was 120mg.)
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*I am a regular user of benzodiazepines (anti-anxiety medication) as I am scripted them, so this maybe why I did not
experience a heavy body load like others have reported from the 2C-x family, nor any anxiety during the trip (for obvious
reasons.) About 10 hours before the trip, I ingested my regular dose of 2mg Clonazepam.
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Ingested 9:00 P.M: Taste much worse than 2C-I or 2C-E in my opinion. I first ingested about half of the bag of 208 milligrams
at 9pm. At around 10:00pm, I decided to eat the remaining half of the bag. I have never read anyone taking such a high dose of
2C-C before, but I figured what the hell and prepared myself for the trip of my life.... so I thought. Prior to 2C-C, the 2
weeks before I did 100 milligrams of 2c-I, 4 days later did 50 milligrams of 2C-E,and a few days later 2 hits of 25i-Nbome
(which were weak hits containing about 200mcg each.) I believe the reason I didn't trip as hard as expected is because of
having ingested a few phenethylamines the week or two before, so I already had a tolerance to the 2C-X family in my eyes.
10:30 P.M: At this time, I felt a pretty heavy body load, no nausea at all, and put on my light up rave gloves. I sat in front
of the mirror in my basement for maybe 40 minutes twirling my fingers between each other, as well as giving myself a light
show. I was definitely seeing tracers, the patterns on the walls of my basement have these black lines as designs, I saw them
breathing and rippling. It was extremely pleasant. I then decided to go into my room which has a blacklight, glow in the dark
pot leaves on the ceiling, and prior to ingesting, I had taped glowsticks to my ceiling fan so when the fan was spinning all I
would see was glowing, spinning tracers. :) I also sat and stared at a Thomas Kinkade(sp?) wall mount picture that lights up,
and couldn't help to keep staring at the little cabins in the photo with light shining out of them. For a few minutes, I
actually felt if I was in the scenery of the painting though I was fully aware that my name is ****** and I live in *******. I
snapped out of it, stood up and walked into my room. Walking felt kick ass, and I really wanted to go for a walk around my
neighborhood just for the sake of walking, but there is a big police presence in my area and my pupils were the size of dimes.
lol So I sat down in bed with the blacklight on and spinning ceiling fan which is glowing.
11:15 P.M: I kept thinking about what I was going to do with my life after graduating college in the next few months, and
realized I still have absolutely no idea , nor did it matter at that time. I kept thinking about my closest friends and how we
could start a business together, and how easily we could make it happen.For some reason, this thought would not leave my head
for some time. I visioned us operating a pyrotechnics business (something we all love and have a true passion for.) I then
realized at that moment that I am not just going to be able to sit here, and figure out what I am going to do for the rest of
my life. Sure I had ideas running through my head, but my brain kept telling me not to worry about it, and that "you'll make
it someday, just enjoy your trip."< Yes, my brain told me this lol.
12:00 A.M: I started listening to some Swollen Members and Madchild's solo music, La Coka Nostra, Jedi Mind Tricks,
Snowgoons,(all hardcore underground rap) and realized I didn't enjoy it very much while tripping. I was watching the
visualizations in Windows MediaPlayer, and every 5 seconds or so, I would right click the play button and select "play
slower", then go back to the normal speed of the song after my favorite verse had passed lol. I did this for about 30 minutes
with the underground rap and decided to put some Skrillex on. I don't know why, but the sound of a group of Transformers being
gangbanged, heavy metal objects being slammed into cars and random elephant trunk sounds, sounded great. I always loved EDM of
any sort, melodic trance, typical mainstream club shit (ie :Basshunter.) I sat back in my bed with my glow gloves on this
entire time, while watching the visualizations change in WMP. I loved hearing almost every song off the Bangarang album, as
well as watching him perform his live sets which were mashups and remixes of his previous songs. I was looking at my ceiling,
and noticed the walls felt like they were about 3 feet away from me, and then would "breath out" to their regular distance of
6 and a half feet away. I did notice a tiny bit of jaw tension, but nothing that made me realize after the trip, "damn my jaw
fucking hurts."
1:00 A.M: This is where things got really fuzzy. I recall sitting in my bed, staring at the blacklit pot leaves, and they were
kind of dancing around on the one part of my ceiling I have them stuck too. Each leaf was rotating about 180 degrees then
would move back to it's original position. Each leaf also had a halo-ish like glow around it, definitely amplified by the
blacklight and me ingesting a hallucinogenic substance. (duh)
1:45 A.M: I went out my side door as quietly as possible, walked into the darkness of my backyard, and began smoking a
cigarette. I sat down out back in the "backyard furniture chairs," slowly rocking back and forth in the chair while staring at
the trees around me. There was barely any wind, but all the leaves were moving around as if there were 20 mph gustsof wind. I
loved it. I sat outside for maybe 20 minutes after smoking, just looking at the neighboring houses an thinking about how
content I was with my life. There was nothing wrong at all, and my cheeks were killing me from smiling the whole time. (This
happens whenever I've ingested any of the 2c-x's.)
2:30 A.M: Went back into my home, went into the kitchen and just walked back and forth looking at the tiles on the floor. Each
one was unique, forming it's own breathing and line patterns. My kitchen and everything in my entire house seemed new, as if I
was seeing it all for the first time, though I still knew I had lived there for 15 years. I didn't care that I had to be up
for school in 2 and a half more hours, as I didn't plan on sleeping that night anyway. At one point, I was just thinking in my
own world, though again still fully aware of the address I was at, and that I was in my basement. I must have thought for a
while, because next time I looked at the clock it was 5:20 A.M and I had to begin getting ready for class. This is where it
got really fun.
7:00A.M: Still seeing fractals and certain patterns and colors were extremely vibrant to me, all while riding the
train/subway.
9:00 A.M School: Everything the professor asked me to answer, I had a very witty / smart ass response to that sent the entire
class laughing each time. (with me, not at me lol) The professor even found my answers to be funny. My pupils were still the
size of dimes, as I asked the kid next to me if it looked like I was tripping balls. He laughed and said "shit, they're huge,
I knew something was a little different about you today." The classroom is small, but it felt so much more longer than it
really was. It was only an 18ft long room but the teacher seemed about 30-40 ft away. I started to experience some anxiety as
I felt myself coming down, so I wet in my pocket and placed a (2mg Clonazepam under my tongue 11A.M.) It definitely helped,
but I still had all this energy boiling inside my stomach that made me want to jump up, felt like I had electricity running
through my veins. I felt as if I was a power generator waiting to explode. It was truly a great feeling and experience that is
very hard to put into words. In short I would definitely do it again, I had a wonderful time.
12:30P.M: I noticed that almost all the effects were gone by my afternoon class besides tracers, and I was still anxious. I
knew it was just the comedown of the drug, told myself I ingested 2mg of Clonazepam and that I'll be fine. The entire time in
school, I was able to volunteer, answer questions and ask questions all without anyone noticing I was tripping. (unless I told
them of course.)
Hope this trip report helps those who are wondering how much 2C-C is "safe" to take. (Being it is an RC, I am aware there is
no "safe" dose.) I know it's hard to judge as everyone's brain chemistry is different. I've read stories of people saying they
had terrible times on 50mg, and that was when I stopped reading trip reports lol. I wasn't trying to set my self up for a bad
trip. Clear your head ahead of time, go into it being self aware and you should be fine. --SandyDamage :)