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Sleeping Trigger

This will be the last time you will have to read this induction - Isn't that exciting? We're going to be putting a Trance trigger in your pretty little mind That way, I'll have an even faster way to control you :), An even faster way to let you experience so many new things.

Now, won't that be fun?

Warning : Hypnotic language, Trigger implementation

Let's get you comfortable, Hm?

Firstly, Take a slow, deep breath in.

And let it out.

Place your feet flat on the floor.

And take another deep breath in.

Rest your hands in your lap.

And let out that breath.

Let yourself relax, as you take another deep breath in.

And let it out.

Each breath in pulls all of your stress and worries into your lungs.

And each breath out just lets it out.

Deep, deep breath in.

and letting it all out.

Each breath feels like a heavy weight on your body.

It's a relaxing weight, each breath making you feel heavier, and more relaxed.

A breath in.

And another breath out.

And, Just to help you relax.

We're going to count down from 10, to 1.

Just you and I, in your mind.

Each number will equal another weight on you.

And each number is going to make you feel much more relaxed.

It's going to help you relax so much, and get you ready for what's to come.

We'll start with 10, already feeling heavier and more relaxed, and it's only the first number.

9, more weight washing over you, the same as a wave of relaxation building up around you like a warm, fluffy blanket.

8, another weight, and another wave of relaxation, feeling as if you're becoming so, so heavy, and so, so relaxed. it's becoming so much easier to just let go, and fall into this weight.

7, it's as if a tidal wave of relaxation has come over you, feeling unlike any of the waves that have come before, and it's so close to making your body just fall into that pit of pure bliss.

6, nearly halfway there, a heaviness that's pulling your mind down, down, down into the abyss, where it's only you and these words in front of you. another wave of relaxation that's just so good, and warm around you that it's like a warm ocean breeze.

5, halfway there now, Just letting yourself get pulled down with the weight - your eyes open wide, but the only thing that matters are the words right in front of you. feeling yourself drifting deeper into your mind, and letting go of all your worldly stresses. Let them fall away, discarded as if they mean nothing. After all, All you need to do is read, and sink.

4, We're getting so close now, letting that peaceful weight on your mind grow heavier, and heavier, and your relaxation feeling as if it were tripling over, and over again. Just let the words flow into your empty mind, they're the only thing that makes up your world at the moment, they're the only thing that matter right now.

3, Almost there, just two more to go before you sink entirely into your mind, 2 more little numbers between you and the absolute bliss of mindless relaxation. 2. drifting farther down, as the weights feel like everything enjoyable in life, letting you sink deeper - 1. Drifting, and floating now, relaxation washing over you, and pulling you so much deeper. Every time you read 1, it only gets better, and heavier. 1 makes you feel so relaxed and happy.

And as you continue to read, you're going to feel heavier, and heavier, relaxation only piling on with every letter you read, it's as if you're in an elevator, going down constantly, never stopping as you go down another floor, and another, and another, just letting yourself drift so deep into this relaxing pit of thoughtlessness.

There are only 5 floors left in the building - 5 floors until you reach the bottom, and with that bottom comes a new form of relaxation.

5, you feel the relaxation in your body only growing stronger, your mind, so empty already, becoming silent the longer you read.

4, starting from your feet, it feels as if your body is slowly becoming submerged in warm, comforting water.

3, moving up your body, concentrating on the feeling of pure bliss as it comes up your body.

2, up to your chest now, slowly rising up your neck - the feeling of bliss is so strong, so powerful.

The warm water covers your head, leaving you floating in pure bliss - Nothing here but the words you're reading and your mind.

Now that you're nice and deeply relaxed, I'm going to introduce your new trigger word to you, isn't that fun?

The word? Oh, It's simply Drowse, Any time you see the word Drowse, you'll feel yourself falling into trance, the more it's said, the stronger that trance becomes. Now, It won't work from just anyone, It'll have to be from one of my posts if you want it to work. Either one of my posts, or, a message from me!

Now, Isn't Doze such a lovely word? Hell, You should say it a few times to yourself, just to really engrain it into your mind. Doze will be the word that really puts you under my control, at least just for a little bit.

Doze, Doze, Doze - Isn't that lovely?

Now, You'll stay this way, Nice and Blank, for just under 30 minutes, before you wake up nice, and refreshed. You'll feel fresh out of the shower, awake, and ready to go, but still relaxed.

Have a good time :)

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Conflicting Lives- Chapter 2: Information Request

https://archiveofourown.org/works/60544732/chapters/161904352

Conflicting Lives (somewhat) returns! I apologize that's its been so long since I've done anything with this project. between life stuff amongst motivation for the story, its been hard to get as much progress done as I have hoped to. I will be trying to work on this more though!

Word Count: 1704

Scar and Scythe arrived at the Central Hero HQ with around 10 minutes to spare. As they walked out of the elevator that took them up to the meeting room, Spore was waiting to make sure everyone that had received the message did indeed show up. As they walked in, Scythe saw that each of the District Heads were gathered at the farthest point of the long meeting table, with the strongest heroes from each District taking their own spots in groups around the table.

Scar, with the help of his hero suit, walked over to Sumner and Ram, both Hermiton Heroes. Scythe nodded politely to the two heroes as they spotted him and Scar, but instead went over to stand with Archangel, his mentor when going through the Survan Hero Training course. Scythe was technically a Survan hero after all. 

“Hey kiddo! How have you been holding up?” Archangel said with a grin on his face that stretched from ear to ear as he wrapped his arms around Scythe for a hug. Scythe was never one to deny a hug, but Archangels hugs were like getting the air forced out of your lungs. Lovingly though, of course.

“I’m doing- good Archangel” Scythe said through gasping breaths, trying his best to put on a smile through his lack of oxygen.

Archangel put Scythe down, to Scythe’s untold gratitude, and looked at him, his white wings reflecting the light from the fluorescent lights above them. “Well that’s great to hear, Lux.” Archangel smiled genuinely at Scythe, and he couldn't help but smile back at his mentor and friend.

Right as he was about to reply however, Scythe heard Voidling speak from the head of the table, turning to see that the District's heads had sat down in their chairs. “Welcome everyone and thank you for coming on such short notice. I severely apologize for interrupting your schedules, but I believe that this is a matter of utter importance that must be discussed as soon as possible.”

All the gathered heroes took a seat. Scythe found himself in between Archangel and Stratos, an Empyrian Hero. He wasn't the closest to Stratos, but he had been assigned to missions with him that involved activity on the Survas-Empyria border. They didn't interact much outside of that, spare the occasional regular event (aka non-hero work) that Scar invites him to that Stratos was also invited to.

“There has been an increase in activity from villains around the Survas-Hermiton and Wynnra-Hermiton borders. Most of this activity seems to involve Nebula and Spindle.” CuteGuy, the Wynnran Hero District Head, said. The tip of Scythe’s tail flicked involuntarily in his lap as CuteGuy spoke, and he prayed that no one had seen it, especially other heroes with tails.

Thankfully, no one else had seemed to notice, and a different district head spoke, “The five of us had an idea of how to deal with the increase of activity in these areas, and wanted to call a meeting with all of you to get your opinions on the matter.” Tinkerer said, the Empyrian Hero District Head.

There were a few whispers between heroes as to what kind of matter would need the opinions of all of them, but Atlas, the Survas Hero District Head, spoke soon after, “We have each done some research, and have gathered a very short list of reporters who are the best in their field. Not only are these selected individuals highly credible, but they have each shown us their investigative abilities and the process in which they have found the information for each of their stories and reports.” “These factors lead us to believe that we can trust these individuals to gather the information we would be asking for. It would, however, be a high price to pay for such a task.” Strawberry, the Drimas Hero District Head, spoke next.

More whispers emerged after this, and the district heads let the heroes talk amongst themselves for a minute. A hero spoke up.

“How do we know we can trust the information that these individuals give us is completely fact?” Guardian, a well-known Empyrian Hero asked. “For commissions such as these, reporters often do it for the money right? Who’s to say they won’t give information to someone else who bids a higher price?” The room went silent after Guardian spoke, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Everyone stayed silent for a few moments longer before another person spoke up.

“Yes, and no.” Heads turned to Puppeteer as he spoke, but he didn't really seem phased by it. Instead, his gaze was focused on Guardian. “Yes, for larger commissions or asks such as what is being proposed, reporters are more likely to accept it because of the profit and the exposure to their business. No, it is very rare for a reporter to sell information to someone else for a better price.” Puppeteer looked around the table as he spoke next. “A few different names come to mind at what the district heads have proposed, and if the individuals are the names that I am thinking of, we have no reason to suspect that they will sell what they find to a higher bidder.”

The room went still for a moment as everyone processed what Puppeteer had said. He was well known for his ability to gather knowledge and intel on just about anything he was given and he knew how to work the system, so everyone trusted him in what he said, even if they didn't know the names of the individuals the heads had picked out.

“If I may ask,” Sting, a Wynnran Hero with a skillset similar to that of Puppeteer, spoke up, “who are the individuals you selected?” The district heads exchanged glances amongst each other, then towards a door to the side at the back of the room that led to a smaller meeting area. Voidling gave a small, almost unnoticeable sigh before speaking, “Come on in.”

The door opened slowly, and the first thing the heroes saw was translucent blue... hair? Three people walked out of the room, and they all stood semi-awkwardly at the end of the room behind the District Leaders. “This is Storyteller, Slime, and Snowfall” CuteGuy said, pointing each of them out as he said their names. Slime seemed to be a slime hybrid, but he was blue instead of the normal green. Snowfall seemed to be both Elven and Blaze; as well as just really stuck up in general. Storyteller was a lot more familiar to Scythe than the others, he did know them casually after all.

For a moment, Scythe and Storyteller even locked eyes with the other, but the both of them quickly looked away as to not draw any suspicion. Heroes started to quietly whisper between each other, wondering how much had been heard through the door before then. They quickly stopped though as Atlas spoke up, seemingly floating just above the ground as they tend to do, “We asked them to come here prior to summoning you all to lay out some ground rules and expectation in the case that you all agreed to this plan. If the majority vote is against this, then it won't happen.” The heroes from all districts looked at eachother, slowly realizing just how much was being left up to them. After all, it was usually the District Heads themselves who made decisions like these, and the last group vote like this had taken place long before any of them had even finished going through their respective training courses. Seeing the shock and tentativeness from the other heroes, Strawberry spoke up, “The decision doesn't have to be made today, but in a few days time we’ll send out another call to everyone to meet back here for the vote. Let's say 3 days from now at around 6:30pm we’ll all meet back here and make a final decision.” Shoulders relaxed and quiet sighs of relief were heard from around the table, nervous but relieved chuckles coming from a select few as well. “Well, that settles it then. We’ll see you all in a few days.” Voidling said as he stood up, nodding to the other District heads before turning around and talking with the reporters more. As he stood, so did everyone else, the room almost immediately bursting into chatter and talking. Scythe stood seated for a moment longer, looking towards the reports and subconsciously fiddling with the hair on the end of his tail. It wasn’t until he felt a hand gently touch his shoulder that he snapped out of it, jumping slightly and turning to look over his shoulder. “Sorry kiddo, didn;t mean to scare you” iWork said, a soft smile on his face, but a small bit of worry in his eyes. “You alright? You seemed pretty spaced out for a bit. The meeting’s over, we’re all going home.” he continued gently. “Oh- uh, right. Thanks I-dub – I mean iWork.” Scythe responded, silently cursing himself in his head. I-dub was what Archangel called iWork, that man had a silly nickname for everyone, Scythe swears it, and he was rubbing off onto him a lot more than Scythe was willing to admit right now. In response, iWork just chuckled and nodded, walking off to where Archangel was actually waiting for him outside of the meeting room doors.

Scythe took a deep breath before finally getting up himself, letting his tail fall back behind him from on top of his lap where it had been resting. Just before he reached the door to the room, he heard Tinkerer call his name, “Hey Lux, would you mind hanging back for an extra minute?”

As he turned around, Scythe saw that Slime and Snowfall were walking past him and out the door, and Scythe could have sworn that Snowfall glared at him as he passed a little too close by his arm. Only the District Heads and Storyteller remained in the room, other than himself. Scythe looked at the 6 of them, hoping the anxiety he felt in his stomach didn’t show outwardly, or as he responded. “Yeah of course, what can I help with?”

Some awesome art of Hypno from Conflicting Lives!

This was made by Myde-Mero on ArtFight!

This piece of art is genuinely so adorable and I love to think that the flower is either absolutely gigantic or Hypno is very very smol but either way it is fantastic!

I do have all character reference sheets on my artfight page, and I've been trying to revenge on everyone that attacks me and I'm having a lot of fun doing some art again! So, for some spoilers on the rest of the conflicting lives characters that haven't been introduced head on over to my artfight and take a look at everyone! art of them is also very encouraged and appreciated and I will love you forever

Stop thinking and just listen.

Feel good.

Be happy.

Get brainwashed.

Be a Good Girl.

12.19.24 report: full trance achieved

another instance of drone programming being effective. it may seem trivial, but it is a significant moment for unit. its work task this week when working from residence is dependent on the in-office person scanning the incoming mail. while waiting for the mail to arrive, it walked into the kitchen to prepare hydration, and it recalled that the dishwasher had been run last evening. it concluded that it had time to put away the clean dishes, so it did. no hesitation or thinking it could do so later, it simply perceived the action to be taken, and took action.

its Sir noticed, and commented: "Look at you being all industrious!" it replied: "good boys get things done and take care of their Sirs." Sir is still not ready to consider it a drone, rather than His boy, but even that acknowledges the subordinate role that it has in their relationship. for itself, it mentally substitutes "good drone" for "good boy" and functions as needed.

today's droneskin in the Xcel Infinity 3.2, with Shock Doctor double mouthguard, its second-hand moto-helmet, and Thor boots.

it has a pair of rubber industrial gloves that it has started installing under the droneskin. they do not fit as snugly as the blue gloves with the woven stretch base, so it is learning glove proficiency all over again.

the dive hood has also required a proficiency training. the first time it wore it while eating, it missed its mouth, because the hood prevented full oral movement. it has relearned the position of the oral opening, and how to insert tools to make sure the fuel is inserted correctly. this proficiency has improved with repeated actuation.

this morning's brainwashing/program session was more effective than previous times. it went into full-trance, during which its conscious mind was unaware of the programming, for most of the second loop of the session. whether it had entered sleep-mode or actual trance seems irrelevant, as either mode enable more complete programming.

Looking at the plushies around me I'm just imaging a silly fluffy soft looking girl sitting in my place. Wouldnt assume she would do much to you. She loves plushies so so so much. So much to the point where she wants them so much she turns people into her plushies.

You.

Slowly.

Drop.

Your brain is just so squishy and malleable. Feeling so soft and huggable. Cant move anymore but you keep getting cooed at. How adorable and cute you are. Then maybe she would start grinding on you. Maybe she would sleep and cuddle you. Who knows...but I know that it would be really cute if you turned into a plushie.

Hypno doodle for Hermit a Day May!!

I’ve never drawn Hypno before, hope it’s okay :)