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bakerstreet2014-03-17 06:22 pm
truthsnomiracle) wrote in bakerstreet2014-03-17 06:22 pm
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:
- 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?
- 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...
- 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...
- 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?
- 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.
- Your choice, or something new!
- 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?
- Have fun!
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[When Thor began to awaken, he directed his gaze back to the artifact. Something about this device... He didn't like it at all. He wasn't looking when Thor spoke, nor was he looking when Thor didn't speak, yet he still heard his voice. And because he wasn't looking, he didn't realize that Thor hadn't actually said anything.]
Yeah, I'm--I'm okay. Just, y'know, a little shaken up. [Banner stood, brushing off his clothing and settling his glasses back on the bridge of his nose. Thor's examination would reveal no discernible injuries.] Thanks for the concern, but the big guy's under control right now. [I'm not thick enough to simulate his rage on you, brother. That would be a disaster neither of us can afford. They were probably both lucky the real Banner wasn't here. Thor was right, that jolt would have probably set the unstable monster off.]
What about you? [He cast a glance back at the God of Thunder.] You're pretty invincible, right? But who knows what that thing did to us until we can figure out what it does.
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You died in my arms. Why am I hearing your voice, brother?
Pushing himself to a stand, he brushed a bit of sand off himself. ] I'm fine. We need to get this somewhere it can be safely examined. [ Assuming they could get close enough to move it at all. ]
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[Thor's voice invaded his thoughts again, this time, however, he whirled around on the blonde, his mouth slightly agape with widened eyes. Had he heard that right? And why did it sound like a comment not meant for anyone's ears? As if it had been an internal thought not meant for voice. This was mad. Madness. Absolute insanity, but... Why are you hearing my voice? You can't possibly hear me... can you? No, of course you can't, I'm simply being paranoid.]
Uh--yeah. [Well, that was certainly eloquent. He needed to shake off this shock and slight worry, because it was unjustified. Of course Thor couldn't actually hear him... Focus, Loki.]
Examined and hopefully shut down. I hate to admit, we might want to give Stark a call, unless you think you can lift it. [It stood nearly six feet and probably weighed as much as a small car.]
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But how? Perhaps I need to return to Asgard... His body was not returned, he was not properly lain to rest. I am sorry for that, Loki.
Giving a slight shake of his head, he tried to put his thoughts aside, returning his attention to the artifact. It was big, but he was fairly certain he could lift it, just so long as it didn't repel them again. ]
No, there's no need to call Stark.
[ Thor took a few steps closer, until he was standing right in front of the artifact. Reaching out he ran his hand down its surface; it glimmered faintly, but didn't do anything else. ]
Strange. This is not Asgardian.
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[Oh, now don't be hasty brother! You're needed here, are you not? Your woman--Jane Foster, was it? She needs you here. You needn't worry about the likes of me. He didn't know how or why, but if Thor really could hear him, he needed to keep up the Banner farce more than ever. However, it was terribly distracting!]
No? Huh. Then I wonder where it came from. [Of course it's not Asgardian. Were it that simple, we would not be in this predicament. He may be able to use this to his advantage. Or so he hoped.]
No feedback or anything? So, it hit us with some kind of--well, I'm starting to wonder if it was actually an attack. I thought it might have been a defence of some kind, but now I'm not so sure.
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We are not in a predicament. You are not here. You are supposed to be dead. Or was that another falsehood?
He hadn't thought so at the time, but given Loki's nature, it wouldn't really surprise him. Thor turned his head enough to be able to see Bruce out of his periphery. ]
Where shall I take it? It will be easier for me to fly and meet you there.
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[Inwardly, Loki flinched. Just what COULD Thor hear of his thoughts? All of them? Judging by that response, he would say 'yes'. All of them. Time to tread more carefully...
We are, dear brother. You are hearing my... voice in your mind, are you not? I would call that a predicament if ever there was one. I may no longer be with you in life, but my soul can soon rest easily in death if I am to see you are doing well. Did I not die for you, brother? It was not to appease our so-called father.
Oh, he was so in trouble if this continued on. Was it this device, perhaps? Why now could Thor share thoughts with him and how does he turn such a power off? How does he play Banner while simultaneously keeping Thor away from the truth while they share some kind of mental link?]
My uh, lab. That temporary one I called you from. That should work for now. [The walk back might give him time to think this through a little more carefully.] I'll see you there. [Or so he thinks.]
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Hefting the artifact over one of his shoulders as if it weighed no more than a pound, Thor turned toward Banner, nodding once. His gaze swept up and down his form once more, this time not in search of injury but mere observation. ]
Yes. Be careful. We still do not know what this device might have done to us.
[ With that, he pushed off the ground and launched himself into the air, shooting in the direction of the lab. ]
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Banner staggered as he watched Thor's form take off. It wasn't long, at that speed, that he felt his head swim with dizziness and nausea churned his stomach. He dropped to his hands and knees, the illusion flickering, but not yet breaking. It took everything he had left not to let it fall completely. Was this some violent side effect? Was it his new distance from the artifact? Or was it the sudden space between himself and Thor?]
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What's happening? Bruce... Loki. ]
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[Loki groaned and dropped to his side in time to see thor fall from the sky. He pushed up with a struggle, beginning to run, with a swaying stagger, in the Asgardian's direction until he heard Thor's voice in his head again. He wasn't worried. But his pace did slow. If it was that easy to be rid of Thor, he wouldn't have made it as far as he did.
Good to see you aren't dead. Divided concentration in combination with the waves of nausea and vertigo continued to effect the illusion around him. He needed to make it back to the artifact-- It isn't the artifact. It's Thor. Had it been the artifact, Thor wouldn't have been struck as well.]
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It's not me. I have no control over... this, whatever this is. ]
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[R-right, of course. Well, as soon as you figure it out, please do share. Because honestly? He isn't even sure he really understands it. What was the purpose of such a device? I can't make any sense of this new connection...
Meanwhile, he's still making his way to Thor across the expanse. Still trying to uphold his illusion. Still being a deceiver. He should have just left this device alone and let Thor handle it with his new little mortal friends, but curiosity had gotten the better of him, and now he was paying the price.
Why do you always make my life difficult? Oh wait, no, he's supposed to be dead. Even after it's expired! Will I never be free of you? Nailed it.]