The Attached Meme

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The Attached Meme


Inspired by the Star Trek: The Next Generation episode of the same name.

• Comment with your character, specifying name, canon, and gen/shipping/smut preferences, and/or tag someone else.
  
• You and the other person now have two problems. One, you're aware of each other's surface thoughts regardless of either of your wishes, and two, if you try to distance yourselves from each other you're struck with nausea and vertigo until you manage to get close again.
  
• Optionally, roll for or choose details:
  
  1. You've been captured by some hostile force and had devices surgically implanted into the backs of your necks in order to facilitate interrogation. The mental link between you and dependency on proximity are just side-effects. Can you escape under these conditions?
     
  2. You've been cursed by a spellcaster or supernatural being who wants you to "learn a lesson". Whether that's a real lesson about each other made possible by forced openness and time spent together or just the lesson of "don't mess with me" is an open question, and figuring it out may be key to having the curse broken...
     
  3. One of you has suddenly awakened to latent paranormal powers, or your existing powers are suddenly misbehaving -- perhaps due to unforeseen interaction with the other person's abilities, if they have them. Maybe you could solve this, or at least the part about having to stay near each other, if you could only gain control over your power...
     
  4. You were both willingly part of a scientific experiment, whether one of your own design or something you both volunteered for, and this... was not the result you signed up for. The mental link may or may not have been a known goal, but the involuntary aspect and the inability to separate aren't things either of you expected. Can science undo what it has done?
     
  5. You both came into contact with an unknown substance, whether by accident or simply because of mutual curiosity, and this was the result. Now if you're going to be able to have privacy relative to each other again, you're going to have to figure out what it is and why it had the effect on you it did in order to find a way to counteract it.
     
  6. Your choice, or something new!
  
  
• Have fun!

Comments

[gempath]

[ooc: couldn't pass this one up, what scenario should we try for?]

[hes_deadjim]

[[ooc: maybe either 1 or 5?]]

5

[gempath]

Gem had been by Dr. McCoy's side during the whole away team mission to the new planet. She had prided herself on being a good assistant when he needed another hand. If maybe a slightly distracted one when it came to the flora of the planet. She had picked a few of the prettiest flowers, offering them to McCoy.

Not knowing they had a few chemical properties that were a bit unexpected.

It didn't really kick in till they were back on board the ship. Gem had gone off towards her room...and collapsed on the way, feeling very ill the farther she had gotten from Dr. McCoy. Something was not right. One of the Ensigns found her and notified sickbay at once.

[hes_deadjim]

He could get used to having an assistant like Gem around; her abilities made her an incredible asset to the team when it came to the science department, and he'd think her a damn natural, with or without those abilities. On top of having that intuition, she was naturally curious about all the new things to see and do, and sometimes it helped remind them all that what they did wasn't ever going to be run of the mill.

McCoy had been right in the middle of getting settled in when someone was rushed into sickbay. He had only just put the tricorder down when the call came. The doctor came striding out of his office.

"What the devil happened?"

[gempath]

"I don't know, she just collapsed in the hallway," the ensign was saying, putting Gem down on a table. It was then that she opened her eyes, confusion painting her features. She was not in sickbay a moment ago. Her mind trying to explain the lost time as she tried to remember what had happened.

The nausea, the feeling of being lost, too far away....and then the floor coming up at her.

Something must be wrong. At least her friend McCoy was here, she brightened when he came into view. A true friend that never gives up, her surface thoughts betraying the name she had given to McCoy since she could not speak herself. Even her thoughts are not exactly words, more impressions and strong emotions.

[hes_deadjim]

Lord. The worry that surged through him was sudden and intense; there was a lot science didn't know about empaths and especially ones of Gem's species. Strangely enough there was also an odd sense of nausea in his throat, so brief that he wondered if he'd even felt it.

He hoped to God something hadn't in injured her on the mission. MccCoy stuck his hands in the steri-field nearby, then reached for the field reader tube, leaning over her and letting the sensor run. The concern was clear on his face, despite the fact she was conscious and seemed in a good mood. You didn't just collapse and get on with it.

The problem was that empath or not, McCoy himself had no such luck. Sometimes it felt like he had to resort to asking twenty questions, because when it came to telepathy or anything like it, he didn't have a lick of talent for it. Maybe a knack for drawing telepathic intrusions, but at least he couldn't get in anyone's head himself. "How are you doing?

[gempath]

She felt better. Like nothing had ever happened, McCoy probably wouldn't find anything unusual with his scanning equipment. Nothing wrong physically...

Her face tented with worry, the emotion fully realized in her own mind. Something's wrong, it must be. My friend is worried too. Her expression shifting to a more questioning one. Am I alright? Are you alright? I want everything to be okay.