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bakerstreet2017-12-29 12:36 am
insweep) wrote in bakerstreet2017-12-29 12:36 am
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The Hypnosis Meme!
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how?
why?
what?
01 induction. a comfortable place, a confident touch, and all the right words to take you under. deep breath in, deep breath out, just lie back for the plain flavor, no gimmicks or special powers involved.
02 the prop box. that's not enough? then how about a spinning spiral, or a swinging pocket watch, a coin or a candle, a flickering candle, that's right, just look at the flame, watch the flame closely, watch it dance in front of your eyes and relax, just relax...
03 simply powerful. deep and hypnotic eyes, a strong and commanding voice, their comforting and soothing touch; that person has more than talent - they have the power to bring you completely under their control, and there is no way to resist... at least not forever.
04 magic! a spell to control your body, a potion to command your mind, an artifact to destroy your will. you might have been enchanted, or even cursed. maybe it was an accident, a lesson gone wrong. whatever it was, it's time for a magical trance!
05 science! death rays are so last season, hypno rays are all the rage these days! and did you hear about that new drug that makes you 89% more suggestible to everything you're told? apparently they can even insert a chip into your brain and-- you know, why don't you see the miracle of science for yourself?
06 other. combine, change, roll again, or try something else entirely.
why?
01 therapy something you want to remember? something you'd like to forget? quit smoking, eat healthier, be the best you you can be. whatever your reason, whatever your method, your subconsciousness needs a spring cleaning to improve your life.
02 in good fun you're really looking forward to this! it's a show, it's a party, or maybe it's just the two of you trying something new. entertaining, relaxing, maybe even hot and steamy. kick back, and enjoy the experience.
03 part of the job the latest corporate drug, another monster preying on people's minds, the third alien artifact you dug up this week. you've run into this before, and you will run into it again. but maybe this time is different. maybe this time something went wrong...
04 part of a scheme you don't want this, but somebody else begs to differ. maybe it's as harmless as a prank to make you cluck like a chicken whenever they say your name. or maybe it's as bad as a plot to make you their obedient servant forever. only they know, but for better or worse, you're about to find out.
05 an accident a vacant stare into that magical mirror, blank faces after a gas leak, sparks flying in the wrong direction and suddenly you find yourself chanting 'yes, master' over and over again? looks like somebody was too careless. sure, nobody meant for this to happen, but it did, and now you have to deal with the side-effects.
06 other. combine, change, roll again, or try something else entirely.
what?
01 relaxation. all you want is to unwind, switch off, forget about your stress and worries for a while. close your eyes, you'll wake up feeling so refreshed. that is, unless somebody goes a little overboard with that happy and vacant smile...
02 transformation. bark like a dog. moo like a cow. put on this apron, you are the maid now. you're a robot, you're just a doll, you are the president of the world, an adorable baby, the perfect boyfriend- you are something or somebody you weren't before.
03 personality change. people don't change? we'll see about that! there must be some way to make you more assertive, less anxious, more honest, less unruly. maybe something could even change your evil ways! or your good ones, for that matter...
04 submission. this one is all about following commands. any commands. any commands. but do they just want to see you dance to their tune once, or will they wash, scrub and bleach your brain until it comes out blank and obedient forever?
05 seduction. maybe it's something sneaky to charm somebody you just met, maybe it's something sexy to spice up your relationship. whatever it is, whatever you do, it's trance time in the bedroom. and it would feel so amazing to take off your clothes for me, wouldn't it?
06 other. combine, change, roll again, or try something else entirely.
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[ Once he messes with his bracelet again, Haseo can't talk no matter how hard he tries. Again, this wasn't just something that was going on in the game. He also couldn't talk in real life too. He had to let Pi or Khun know once he's able to escape, but he feared that maybe Aoba wouldn't let him go. Maybe he's more than just a test subject. He knows a lot of people who would do anything to have Haseo under control in the game, but Aoba has control under him in the real world too. His intentions are most likely more darker than he's let on and the panic is starting to settle in.
Haseo begrudgingly follows Aoba outside of the more populated area. When Aoba commands him again, he does think that this is really cool that he's able to do something like this. ]
Yeah, that's super cool!
[ The enthusiasm drops as soon as he says it. The fact that he can control Haseo's thoughts and feelings sends him to full panic. Yeah, he might not be able to think his way out, but he can stay himself longer if he struggles. He can't talk, so all he can do is glare daggers towards Aoba. ]
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Hm... Readings are all normal. I thought messing with your thoughts this soon might get a rejection, but I guess not. Looks like we can continue!
[ Aoba makes a note of casually locking up the building they've entered before he goes on. The place is already set up so nothing in the inside can be perceived by those outside, but it never hurts to be cautious; he can only imagine what nonsense Haseo might pull out of his ass if he gives him any room to maneuver.
Right now, he's angry. They need to work more towards terror. ]
Oh, sorry! You can talk now. But if you curse at me, I'm gonna have to punish you.
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And getting Haseo to feeling some sort of terror would be difficult alone. The only times he's ever felt true terror is strangely when someone fell into a coma or almost did. Shino, Atoli, even Pi and Ovan; their near deaths made him feel imaginable fear. If anger could keep Haseo himself, he'll stay angry.
He gasps when Aoba says he could talk again, like he was holding his breath the whole time. ]
You... you're fucking insane!
[ Haseo doesn't care about whatever "punishment" Aoba could throw out. He's immediately pulling out his dual guns, aiming right at Aoba. There's no way Aoba could be as high of a level as he is and while he doesn't like to PK anyone anymore, he has to make an exception. ]
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He can send an email if he wants, sure. Haseo will immediately learn that his hands won't move as he wishes the second he does; all he can even attempt sending is normal, casual messages, nothing that would give away what's going on now. Aoba's in his head so long as he stays connected to The World. So long as he keeps wearing that compromised headgear.
No need to let him know just how this works yet. ]
Looks like I was right! You are fun. And really, really stupid.
[ Aoba's reaction is atypically undaunted, shrugging his shoulders as if to egg Haseo on. And since this is a perfect opportunity to test more non-verbal instructions, a thought suddenly works its way into Haseo's subconscious, utterly unnoticed by the man himself: I cannot harm Aoba in any way. If I try, I'll remove a piece of my equipment instead. ]
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He really was a prisoner in his own mind and there wasn't much he could do to break out.
With that subconscious thought blending in with his normal thoughts easily, he has to admit that he's right. He really can't harm Aoba. He starts with just his gloves. Small, but technically works with the command. He sighs and puts his dual guns away. He's not quite admitting defeat, but he'll play along with Aoba. ]
Alright, just tell me why you're really doing this. If you just wanted to go on a quest or something, you could have just asked. You didn't have to do all this weird sh-... stuff.
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... Better. Unfortunately, you did curse, so I'll still have to do this.
[ As an aside, Haseo does in fact appear offline to the rest of the world. And of course, he can't log off of his own accord. They have all the time in the world for Aoba to start breaking him down. So on that note, another suggestion: My username in The World is and always has been "Aoba's Slave." Nothing can convince me this hasn't always been the case. I know my mind's been altered, but I can't tell how. ]
Anyway, I really do just want to experiment with you. And once I'm done grinding you down, I'm thinking of making you my manservant! Permanently. [ He steps in and, just to rub in how powerless Haseo really is, boops his nose. ] We can go on a quest together in the meanwhile though. How does that sound, Aoba's Slave?
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Maybe he could negotiate with him. He does seem nicer if Haseo goes along. He doesn't want to obey him of course, but he could prevent other people from falling into Aoba's grasp if he sacrifices himself. But what if that doesn't stop and Aoba uses him to get other people? Aoba doesn't seem like the kind of person who would be happy with just one person under his control.
He's so preoccupied with trying to prevent this from happening to anyone that the username thought sneaks in nice and unnoticed. He knows he's changing, but the username thing doesn't make him blink. However, usernames are a lot different than names people call each other by. So Haseo can still keep his name, but he does accept that this has always been his username.
The little boop on his nose annoys him, but he doesn't do much besides give Aoba an annoyed look. ]
Sure, and I know that's my username, but a lot of people just call me Haseo. Look, if we go on a quest and let you experiment on me to your heart's desire, could you at least call me Haseo and not use this... hacking thing on anyone else?
[ He really doesn't want to do this. His username may be changed, but he's still not thinking like Aoba's slave just yet. However, he doesn't want this guy to have a whole guild of slaves. He'd rather give himself up than let this guy wreck havoc in The World. ]
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[ It's an interesting proposition, albeit for all the wrong reasons. Haseo's kidding himself if he honestly believes one player under his thrall is going to keep Aoba amused for that long. He hasn't even told Haseo the second reason he singled him out for this test: that a player of Haseo's fame makes the perfect vector for spreading his hack. Making him infect his entire guild sounds hilarious, honestly.
No, Aoba has no interest at all in limiting himself, not why he's even bothering to humor Haseo. One of the great weaknesses in his plan that he wants to account for is the effects of one's mental state, that a particularly incensed or otherwise emotional individual may be able to break his control. Hence he's gone with Haseo of all people for a golden chance to test the limits of his power. Letting Haseo think they've negotiated means more time for Aoba to work his way into his head, just in case. That alone is quite tempting.
He doesn't miss how Haseo's handled the change to his username. It's an interesting way to resolve things, he'll admit. Now might be a good time to test his degree of control over memories... But no, not yet. Aoba would rather see if he can't literally change Haseo's mind on this point. I actually prefer being called Aoba's Slave. It's embarrassing, though, so I just tell people to call me Haseo. I really wouldn't complain if Aoba kept doing that... ]
Why don't you pick out a quest for us, and I'll see how well you can behave yourself? I make no promises I won't start experimenting with other people if you let me down. Sound good to you, Aoba's Slave?
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[ He doesn't care at this point. Whether he obeys or not, Aoba's just going to mess with his head one thought or command at a time. If Aoba is not going to negotiate with Haseo, then it's just going to make him angrier. After everything Haseo has been through, he's willing to do anything to protect his friends and everyone in this game, even if that means becoming Aoba's willing test subject. But if he's not going to promise him that they'll be safe, then maybe Aoba needs to hack faster.
Haseo pulls out his dual guns again, making him lose the covers on his arms. Yeah, he knows that his brain may like the idea of Aoba calling him "Aoba's slave", but he's too angry to acknowledge it. He will get Aoba to promise him that no one else will become a victim if it's the last thing he'll do. ]
No! We're not going anywhere until you promise me that you're only hacking me. You can even have me in real life and I'm more valuable there, anyway.
[ He smirks as he aims the dual guns right as Aoba's head. ]
Most people that play this game are a bunch of NEETs or elementary school kids. There's not a lot of value in them, but my dad owns a major company. He's rich enough to get me into the most famous private school in Tokyo. Anything I want, I can get. And if you have me, then you'll get whatever you want. So why waste your time on controlling some NEETs when you can have me all to yourself forever?
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Wow, you really drive a hard bargain! You're definitely going to need some remodeling before I'm done with you.
[ Practically speaking, he's already deep enough in Haseo's head that he could make his body freeze up if required. A paralyzed player would be perfect for experimenting on, for turning into his property. Only trouble is that it could take days if not weeks if even the slightest issue arises, and Aoba doesn't have that kind of time on his hands. A willing subject, though? He's pretty sure he can Haseo eating out of his palm by the end of the day.
Amused, he takes a step forward, presses his forehead against the point of one gun. ]
Still, even if I agree you're worth a lot... That's not how negotiations work, you know? You need to offer me something too, and I've pretty much got you already. So why don't we make it even? If I'm not allowed to drag other people into this, the same should apply to you. I don't mind if you try breaking free on your own, but I don't want you contacting anyone for help, even if they come to you first. Let me do what I want with you, and in exchange, I won't upload my code to anyone else. Sound fair?
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Haseo lowers his dual guns, putting them away again. He feels terrible that he can't even say goodbye at least, but really, it's for the best. If Silibus and Gaspard can go out and play without worrying about being hacked by this insane guy, it's worth losing his free will. ]
Okay. I won't contact anyone. I know you can probably do this, but I'll take care of it for you.
[ As a way to get him to trust him that he really means it when he says he'll let Aoba do whatever he wants and he won't call for help, he deletes all the member addresses he had saved and blocks them. ]
There. No one will ever find out about this and I won't tell anyone. I'm... I'm yours now.
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The smirk he wears at the assent nears too sinister for words, a childlike grin as Aoba casually applies his own extra level of coding. Haseo's inbox now blocks all incoming messages by default, regardless of origin. Discounting his new owner, of course. ]
... Not yet, but you're getting there.
[ A true slave wouldn't look at him with such hate in his eyes, no matter how resigned Haseo may be. Aoba takes this opportunity to apply a few more suggestions, snuck in so they'll slowly work their way through Haseo's head without his notice. Stuff like I agreed. I'm his. I'm Aoba's slave. ]
Let's test your obedience again, shall we? Strip.
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[ Haseo has, for the most part, accepted that he's Aoba's slave, but that doesn't mean he has to like it. But with the suggestions working his way through his thoughts, he's more content with it. Not happy, but he'll deal. He did willingly give up his freedom to protect his friends, so he can't complain about being called a slave.
That command makes his eye twitch, though. What a shock that the early thought of taking off a piece of gear whenever he threatened Aoba was from Aoba himself. He sighs and does what he's told, taking off each piece of equipment one by one. ]
Everything, or just keep going until you tell me to stop?
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[ Getting content with servitude really isn't doing Haseo any favors, not that he seems to grasp just how hard he's damned himself. A willing slave doesn't have all that much room to resist. Even less than Aoba had anticipated, in fact, from the look of these results. It makes him confident enough to try throwing in a few suggestions he'd been planning for later.
So if Haseo wonders why it suddenly feels so good to do as Aoba says? Yeah. Not that he will, for Aoba's experimenting with a little something he calls his cognitive dissonance code. Haseo's already incapable of understanding that his username has been changed. This script is just Aoba's way of testing if he can make him oblivious to everything he does to his mind, blatantly obvious or no. ]
Let's go with all of it. I wanna see how well this works.
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With all of his equipment off, he stands there bare in front of Aoba. There is a slight blush on his face as it's still embarrassing to strip down for someone, even if it's his new master. ]
Okay... what's next?
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In light of its current success, the script running around in Haseo's head increases in complexity. I am a slave. Good slaves enjoy serving their masters. I enjoy obeying, so I am a good slave. Good slaves respect and worship their masters. I respect and worship Aoba... ]
First, one last touch.
[ A click of the fingers, and a dog collar clips into place around Haseo's neck. Custom equipment, of course. ]
Now, I want you to get on your hands and knees and crawl over here. I think you're smart enough to fill in the rest on your own.
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Yes... master.
[ There's a small smile as Haseo gets on his hands and knees and crawls over to the young man turned master. Doing this feels better than he thought it would. Aoba was really good at making him feel good just by commanding him. When he finally reaches Aoba, he can see the outline of his hard length in his pants. He glances up at Aoba, wondering if this is what he wants, or maybe he wants Haseo to beg. ]
I... Master, I want you. I want your cock. May I... please...?
[ The blush on his face gets brighter as he looks to the side, not wanting to face Aoba in case he was embarrassing himself by asking or disappointing him by not know what to do. He only wants to make him happy... ]