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bakerstreet2018-05-10 11:01 am
weekly) wrote in bakerstreet2018-05-10 11:01 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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She had to catch her breath while she came to a stop, just inches from the door. This was supposed to have been her assisting the mages who were supposed to launch an attack on the dangerous person who controlled one of the more dangerous Assassin class servants. But right after that horrendous fog had moved in, the mages she was supposed to support were picked off one after another. When they were shredded, not even her healing arts could save them all. It was a miracle she could even save one--and they would likely be incapacitated for hours, if not left for death. And Konoka herself, for all of her magical potential, was still just a student at magecraft. With no servant to call her own and ill equipped at offensive arts, her best bet was a do or die escape. But who could she trust in this dense fog, with the assassin servant capable of disembowling her with a single touch?
Sticking close to thick walls turned out to be her only refuge, as she edged along the walls of this particular room and found her hand brushing up against a door. Ever so cautiously, she began to work the door, finding it was already ajar. She peeked over one side, and lo and behold! Fog free!
She immediately barreled inside, terrified beyond her wits and looking for safety. Konoka had been so eager to escape that she hadn't realized that she wasn't alone in this room, and almost knocked over the woman already there.
"Ah! I'm sorry!" She nearly squealed, polite on reflex. "It's dangerous outside!"
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Reika's own room had been spared the fog. Not because she had to be out of it--due to her nature as Jack's Master--but as a 'haven' for any of the mages that managed to escape. From one trap into a more cunning one. Reika steps backwards as if surprised by the intrusion. "Oh my! I thought I heard noises... come in, come in."
She quickly closes the door behind Konoka. "Sit down. You're shaking like a leaf."
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"There's a d-dangerous person out there..." Konoka said, trying her damndest not to stutter by speaking slowly. "...killing too many people to count. We need to barricade this place right away."
Because Konoka can't tell how much Reika knows about magic, she was forced to speak vaguely, though given the stress it won't be long before she has to spill the beans.
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"Now, I don't think that child will come here. At least not until we're down having a talk, mage."
She raises her hand, flashing the Command Seals on her hand. "Unless you want Jack to show up, of course."
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Another mistake that the entourage made was that Konoka had very little intel on who the contracted mage was. The fact that this lady spoke of Jack had caught her by surprise, and she sank back, utterly terrified.
But realizing that she was also very likely to hyperventilate and cause this woman to regard her as useless and therefore dead, she tried to calm herself with deep breaths. Only when there was a semblance of control did Konoka look at her again. "So it's you."
She held her hands at her chest. "What do you want?"
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She giggles. "I want you, Miss Konoe. I don't want to kill you--not at the moment--you're worth more to Jack and me alive."
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Konoka blinked. Yeah, she was a practitioner of magic. Sure she might have a lot of potential as a mage, but so far she was still too fledgling. It was why someone else had the servant, not herself.
It was perhaps best to keep her talking. "How would I be useful?"
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"Well. The question is: do you really want to know the answer to that?"
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"I dunno. Are you offering me a way to help you without guilt?" Konoka was still clutching her hands at her chest. "I don't seem to have a choice in the matter. Please... just don't hurt people any more." She knew the plea would likely fall on deaf ears, but she had to try anyway.
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"I am. I promise you won't feel any guilt at all."
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...and then another implication hit her with those words. "Huh?" Wait, how was this woman going to do that? There was no way Konoka would be guilt free!
...right?
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"Could you look behind you?"
She had hung up one of the very few possessions that she had taken from Hyouma's house on the wall. A simple wall mirror. Not very big and unassuming it hid a devious enchantment that if someone looked into it and heard certain words they would fall under that person's command.
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Well, it appeared that way, but Konoka couldn't yet detect the mirror's true magical properties... or wasn't aware to look for any, either way. "What's this?" Konoka asked. But even something as simple as this mirror couldn't truly be just a mirror. Why would Reika even have her look at it? "Why this mirror?"
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Konoka would probably recognize the fact that the activating words were magical but by the time she realized it the charm would be in effect. As soon as Reika finished saying the word 'you' the mirror started to faintly glow. It would seem so inviting to look into.
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Konoka's questioning echo was cut off once the mirror began to work its magic. She found herself staring into it, and her own reflection. Even as she knew it to be magic, she couldn't look away. Something about this mirror was so fascinating, as if it were swallowing up her whole world...
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It's best to start slow with these things, after all.
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Left with just that, Reika's voice was the only other thing she could distinguish. She acknowledged her question with a monotone "Yes..." There wasn't a problem, was there?