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Forced Telepathic Bond Meme: I'm With Stupid

Telepathy. The ability to hear the thoughts of others and pry into other minds. Suddenly, you have it. Or maybe you always had it.

And now you're connected, for better or worse, to another person, for who knows how long. You can feel their thoughts and, more alarmingly, they can hear yours. You share dreams, you can feel them there constantly, you their joy and their grief.

INSTRUCTIONS;

1.] Post with your character name, canon, and any preferences you may have.

2.] Try not to leave just a blank comment. Maybe write a little scenario about what your character is thinking or feeling, something their partner can pick up.

3.] Whoever tags you now shares a telepathic bond with your character.

4.] When tagging, you may roll 1-5 Extent and for How on the RNG if needed.

EXTENT OF TELEPATHY;

1. Sudden Onset Limited. It's a bond limited to exclusively you and your partner.

2. Sudden Onset Unlimited. You and/or your partner can hear the thoughts of others, but it's largely uncontrollable. And you retain a special bond with your partner that you can't block off.

3.] Experienced Limited. You've had your bond for a little while now, and have some experience with controlling it. Limited between you and partner.

4.] Experienced Unlimited w/o Partner. You've had telepathy for a while, but having a bond with your partner is new and confusing.

5.] Experienced Unlimited Partners You and your partner are pretty used to this, and either you, or both of you, can use telepathy on other people.

HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?

1. Genetic. Baby, you were born this way. Maybe you didn't know it because it was a recessive trait and only appeared at a certain age. Maybe it's a mutation. Your partner shares this genetic trait and, by proximity, you've been bonded.

2. Government. Generic "The government is responsible!" Either you consented or you did not, but you've been partnered by an act of your government... or someone else's.

3. Experiment. You started trying to just bend spoons and... whoops! It was an experiment. Either you planned it or an enemy/evil scientist is responsible!

4. Through Strife/Friendship. You got really close, whether by sharing a hardship/trauma or just being together and getting on.

5. Really Intense Sex. Smut option. Guess it was so mind-blowing that you literally connected minds.

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meme by

terrabelle

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Prussia scowled in irritation. Waiting certainly was boring, but Germany hardly needed to complain about it so loudly! Or make such distracting noises. He leaned back slightly in his seat, wondering when they would be let in to see their boss. Certainly he was busy, but one would think that since he had summoned them, he would have done so when he could actually speak to them. Clearly such foresight was beyond the man, which honestly didn't surprise Prussia.

Austrians really were quite useless, after all.

If Germany kept that ridiculous game of his up, Prussia was going to snap. In his head he was already thinking Stop that! as hard as he could in his brother's direction. Although, mentally wanting Germany to act a certain way had never worked in the past.

"Eh-?" his current mental airship popped out of existence. Germany blinked and turned his head to look at his brother, a dumbfounded look crossing his face "Stop what?" I didn't do anything!

This wasn't going to be one of those moments when Prussia was just randomly annoyed with him, was it? Or did his brother added Being annoyed to his schedule somehow? Unlikely. Germany always got a copy of his brother's schedule to his very own ones. Granted, both schedules were very similar because Prussia only trusted Germany to be independent for about so long. Now sitting here and wasting their time with waiting sure crossed Prussia's schedule at one point or another.

He gave his brother a flat look. Although he hadn't thought he'd said that aloud, perhaps he was so frustrated that it had just slipped out. "Making those noises. Stop." It really was intolerable enough that they had to wait here instead of actually doing work. Although he had no intentions of scheduling his emotions, if Prussia had any such plans, now certainly would be an excellent time. It was not as if he had anything better to do.

He rubbed the bridge of his nose. Now that Germany was being quiet and letting him think, he went back to mentally reviewing his schedule and calculating how much it had been thrown off thus far by this unanticipated delay. At this rate, he was going to have to spend his relaxation time working. Again.

Germany could almost feel his brother's annoyed tone. Though even if it irked him, his current confusion won and he protested while leaning back in his seat and closing his eyes "I didn't make any noises, Brüderchen! Your perfectly silent and considerate little brother stayed awesomly quiet by your side as to not interrupt your musings!"He nodded at himself and crossed his arms behind his head, squinting one eye open in Prussia's direction "Ah~ You could really do with forgetting about that schedule of yours for a while. Spending your free time working is no solution!"

Behind sceptically furrowed brows Germany worried about his brother after all. But frustratingly enough the older nation usually refused to listen to him. Germany made a mental note to capture some squirrels to set free in his brother's office shall he find him working during the time that he should be relaxing.

What Germany might feel next is an odd mixture of abject confusion as well as righteous indignation. Prussia bolted forwards in his seat, stared oddly at his brother. He knew he hadn't said that aloud. However, another thought was more pressing. "I don't care how you figured out what I usually spend my evenings doing, but if you so much as think for another second about releasing squirrels in my office, you will never have another free evening until the next millenium!" Prussia kept his voice down low, so as not to disturb their boss.

Prussia's confusion clashed hardly with Germany's own at the sudden motion and Germany just stared back, dumbfounded. Until he visibly clenched his teeth "Oi!! Stop reading my mind! That's creepy!!" Germany scowled back at his brother, but his expression softened and he let out a sigh. He had clearly caught Prussia's words. And what they meant...

"Working so much is unawesome. At least let me help! Bruderherz needs time for himself. Away from that desk!"

"I'm not reading your mind, runt. It's scientifically impossible for such a phenomenon to occur." He folded his arms over his chest as he stood, tired of just sitting and waiting. Given a few more minutes, he would start to pace out of sheer frustration, as he never handled waiting well. Especially not when he had to consider something like what his brother said.

It was... well, it really was nice to hear that Germany wanted more responsibilities. Especially as if his brother did well, it would ease a lot of his own workload. The issue was, he wasn't entirely sure it was a good idea. Germany had proven to be extremely irresponsible in the past, abandoning work because of boredom or because he had a 'more awesome' idea of what to spend his time on.

He sighed. If only he could be certain that the work would get done. "That will not be necessary. It will go faster if you are not involved." Which was a blatant half-lie to anyone who knew Prussia's thought processes well enough. At least when Germany did work, he was startlingly efficient; almost as good as Prussia was. If Germany could only maintain that attitude and not get distracted...

"No, of course you're not!" Germany made a face up at his brother upon catching his doubt and frowned deeply. Of course he was efficient! He reached up with both of his hands and pressed his index fingers against his temples while glaring up at Prussia "Well, my dearest creepy brother. Try reading this! Ommmmm~"

What Prussia was to receive, however, was much rather 'Strawberry pancake with potato sauce. Strawberry pancake with potato sauce! Strawberry pancake with PO-TA-TO sauuuuuce! I'm gonna steal your work and do it without you noticing just as I sometiems do anyway! Pets are awesome pets are awesome pets are AWESOME and if you keep being this grumpy I'll make Austria my bestest friend in the world and force you two to have an AWESOME tea party! Strawberry pancake with potato sauce. Strawberry pancake with potato sauce!! Darn, that sounds almost edible!'

Edited 2012-12-10 09:19 (UTC)

It wasn't often that Prussia was rendered so speechless that he was also rendered thoughtless, but there you have it. A perfectly blank Prussia, at least for a long moment.

With how... strange... this situation was, that he could clearly see that his brother's lips weren't moving and yet he could hear is inane rambling perfectly fine... well, could anyone blame him that the first thought he finally had was, Make that potato pancake with strawberry sauce, and perhaps it would be edible.?

Germany snapped the fingers of his right hand and sharply pointed at Prussia with it, eyebrows moving up in an almost accusing way "See? That's creepy!" But your suggestion seems not bad. I'll try that when we get home.

"Hey! You should try that on the boss. Maybe you can manipulate him into giving us some fun orders for a change." Or make him be less grumpy. He's worse than you, seriously.

The younger nation seemed far less disturbed by the entire idea of his brother reading his thoughts. In fact, it seemed pretty awesome to him.

He stared at West, confused as to how this was happening and disturbed that it was. He had always liked his privacy, and to have his own mind open to anyone else was horrifying. It could have been worse, though. It could have ended up where someone other than his little brother could hear his thoughts. Still, he had to fight down his initial surge of panic before he responded. "I do not think I can do that. Perhaps you should try, since you seem to be reading mine."

It was proof of how shell-shocked he was that he even suggested that to Germany.

Blinking once while his expression didn't change, Germany commented on the high load of worry and confusion he received from his brother with a mildly perked brow and some worry on his own. Prussia sure worried too much. Germany went with simply being obnoxious about it "Ke~sesesese! You think so, Brüderchen? Hah! You may be right. The awesome me should try that, indeed!" He stuck his tongue out and winked up at his brother "But don't you agree that this is pretty awesome? Of course we've been awesome before, but how awesome is it to read the thoughts of others? HAH!"

Germany added a small cackle at the end. It should be enough to mask the worry he still kept for Prussia. He'd just stress himself over this now...

"Keep your voice down," he hissed. Prussia started to pace, expression settled back into its usual emotionless lines despite the inner maelstrom of worry, confusion, and above all a feeling that could best be described as DO NOT WANT. Because he would much rather have his privacy than to have his thoughts on display for anyone to read, even if it meant he had no idea what others were thinking.

Not that it wasn't a useful ability. If he could read more than Germany's mind, it could prove helpful in negotiations and such. And even if he was only limited to West… well. It seemed West's troublemaking days had finally come to an end. And no, Germany, he does not care if you heard that thought.

"Maybe you're right. This is fairly… awesome."

"Of course it is" Germany said out loud and added a muttered "...and who're you calling a troublemaker, dearest Brüderchen...?" He glanced away innocently, but couldn't help but catch the changing vibes of emotions and lines of thoughts emitting from his brother. Prussia's mind sure was worse than a beehive. A very closed beehive. Yes, Germany was probably worse in some regards, but he at least used to voice most of his thoughts by default.

"Now stop worrying so much!" Germany finally declared and stood up "Let's have some fun with this!" Germayn went over to his brother, grinning, and reached to catch one of his wrists. They waited here long enough already.

West would come to find that whilst Prussia didn't speak much unless he was giving orders or a lecture, his mind never shut up. He was constantly thinking, from mundane things such as whether he wanted to read a new book he had overheard someone mention to a full analysis of defensible positions and choke points in every building he entered (because one should always be prepared to either take over a building or secure it against invasion).

"The man who thought shaking up a jar full of insects in a meeting was a good idea is who I am calling a troublemaker, Brüderlein." He stared at Germany, and then at the hand holding his wrist. The fact that their boss had summoned them warred with the fact that he had his schedule and he wanted to get back to it. And all of that warred against the pressing desire to go have fun with this new ability. Though he suspected that urge was Germany's.

Although, they probably ought to find out the limits of this skill…

No. He had work to do. "You may go if you wish." At least now he didn't have to directly supervise West to know what he was doing.

Edited 2012-12-11 19:24 (UTC)

Germany's mind wasn't that unlike Prussia's, apparently. Only that the younger nation kept a lot less useful thoughts and a whole bunch of very brief flashing ideas that never got very far after all. There were lots of things he wanted to do or try to do but also fears he kept to himself instead of phrasing them. A very dominant vibe, however, is that of wanting to not be left on his own.

"You weren't there. You should have SEEN it, Brüderchen!" Germany proclaimed, tugging on his brother's hand "It was awesome!" And he grinned widely as he briefly recalled that moment. He wouldn't tell Prussia of the wasp hives he had located in the forest and the plans he had with those. It wasn't that long until the Olympics were being held by them after all! Oh, it would be amazing...

He gave another encouraging tug "Com on!! Going alone wouldn't be any fun!"

He pondered briefly the merits of yelling at Germany before settling on a subtler method. With his index finger, Prussia lightly poked Germany on the forehead. "I can hear that, you know. So guess what you will not be doing at the Olympics." His annoyance and frustration was barely suppressed. God, but West could be great if only he would stop to think how his actions made them look to the world, and so not do the more juvenile ideas that came to mind!

"Now, one of us needs to keep your country going, and since you have yet to indicate that you will be doing so, that means it falls to me." Yet again. "Go have fun, West. Unless you would rather stay and work." Really, he felt he was being extremely generous by offering to let Germany run off and not get back to work.

The poke made Germany flinch back a little and blink once in response "Oi. Don't listen to that! It's a surprise!" he said with no apparent intention to let go of his plan. His brother simply didn't understood just how awesome it really was yet.

But Germany let go of Prussia's hand at the repeated refusal and frowned briefly before turning away with a huff to mask his disappointment "Fine. I will have fun on my own, then. Because that's awesome! Everything I do is, even if I do it by myself! You... Just have fun... Not having fun."

With that, Germany went to leave the room and head towards the exit of the building. He'd just wander to the market. There were always people there. Let his brother spend his time with the boss if he liked doing that so much.

"And you're not doing it!" he growled out. If he had to handcuff West to himself for the entirety of the Olympics just to ensure that he wouldn't ruin things for them… Well, then he would. Since it was possible that if he just locked his brother up, West would escape regardless. That, and it would look strange for West to not show up when he was technically hosting the Games. "Now. Stay out of trouble." He watched West leave before heading back to his office to resume working.

Sometimes it seemed like life would be so much easier had he just killed Germany and taken his name and lands after putting all that work in to unify him. And yet… he had grown fond of the brat despite it all. Well, even if he had to do all the work, it was fine. Perhaps Prussia had really gone soft, but he wouldn't trade his West for anything.

Well. Maybe his West, but capable of managing his own affairs.

After about an hour and a half of trying to work, Prussia gave in to the thoughts that kept distracting him -wondering what West was doing, musing about the marketplace, those sorts of thoughts- and put his things away. He grabbed his coat on the way out of his office, tugging it on just before stepping outside to hunt West down.

Germany's visit to the marketplace had been less entertaining than he had hoped for it to be. It hadn't taken him long to figure out that the thoughts of every other person around were none he could hear like the ones of his brother.

So by the time Prussia got there, the younger nation had wandered on already. Not too far, however. Prussia may find him near a nearby playground, kneeling next to a fallen tree with a small tin box on his knees. In the box there were a few fresh leaves and who dared to look closer may even notice several snails on, between and underneath those same leaves with Germany picking further snails from the dead tree to drop them into his box.

His mind was occupied with a blissful blankness and a simple song he mentally hummed to himself while picking snails.

It took a bit to find Germany, as he had moved on from the marketplace and was not thinking much of anything, but once Prussia realised that the song he was hearing was not actually being sang by anyone, it became somewhat easier to locate his younger brother. And perhaps he hummed it aloud as he crouched down next to West, to peer into the box.

...Oh, he hoped that West wasn't going to release them into any buildings.

"I was rather thinking about breeding them in your closet~" Germany replied with a mild smile and plucked another snail from the tree's bark before shooting his brother a quick glance. If him being this open about his plan wasn't giveaway enough that he was just joking, then his mind practically screaming 'It's a joke, now smile!' may be getting the message delivered.

Germany closed the box and placed one gloved hand on it securingly before turnign his head to face his brother fully "Did you have fun with the boss?" he asked, his smile turning into a bit of a grin "Let me guess: You didn't get any of his crazy thoughts, did you?"

The smile he offered looked more like a pained grimace. Okay, so that was not his brother's plan, but then, why would he be taking the snails from their home...? Ah, well, he would find out eventually. Germany couldn't hide his mind forever; he certainly spoke it often enough that Prussia didn't think he knew how to hide what he was thinking.

"That is correct. I presume you have also figured out that this is only between the two of us, then?" Perhaps... perhaps when he had become truly bored (though he was blaming that on Germany), he had tried to read the minds of others. And had no luck.

'I did.' Germany nodded, his grin becoming more genuine and he actually spoke out loud "This is awesome!" Hearing what Prussia thought clearly was. His brother tended to be fairly secretive about his thoughts, so this was quite a bit of a treat.

"You should sing more often!" Well, it had just been humming, but that was still close enough to singing with Prussia involved. So he'd encourage that.

"I wouldn't call it awesome, but I suppose it could be worse." For starters, he could have his mind linked to anyone else. That would probably be the second worst scenario. The absolute worst would be if that anyone else happened to be Austria or an Austrian...

And if West managed to get him drunk or into a church, Prussia would be more than pleased to sing. Otherwise, it simply was not going to happen.

Forced Telepathic Bond Meme: I'm With Stupid

oh hai i'mma just ignore the prompts kay

Not that they're truly needed anyway.

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