So I’d like to indulge you a bit, if you don’t mind. You see, I’ve had this script on the back-burner for the longest time now, so I thought to myself: why not go ahead and finish it?
This script will see me take on a bit of a mad scientist role, one researching the effects of trance on a subject and see just how deep they can go. CW for fractionation, a bit of gaslighting and memory play. So, if you’ll allow me here to let loose, why don’t we get started?
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*ahem*
Welcome back to the real world, my friend.
Oh, I’m terribly sorry. You must not remember much at all.
It’s quite alright, just allow yourself to calm down and relax, you’re in no danger here.
You know, you were out for quite a while this time.
Oh, this time?
Oh dear, it truly does seem like your memory is waving, interesting.
It’s alright, let me refresh your memory.
Do you remember our contract?
No? Let me jog your memory.
I’ve been looking for a willing subject for a recent hypothesis I’ve been cooking up, and you showed up right at my door, telling me all about how you’ve been losing your memory recently.
So, we made a pact: I’d help with your memory if you helped with my experiment.
Nothing too set in stone, but to be fair the best experiments never are.
No, they’re too volatile for that.
The best experiments are the ones you never expect.
Expect the unexpected, as they say.
It’s what makes science so beautiful, the surprises that come along the way.
Just like you, really.
It’s always a delight to find such a willing subject for my work.
You may not remember it, but I remember when you first came to my door, asking for my assistance.
You told me how much of a fan you were of my research into hypnotherapy, how I had pioneered the modern understanding of the mind.
At first I thought of it as mere flattery, but you insisted that I truly was the master of my craft that you believed I was.
And then, I started to believe.
That’s what made the first few times so fun.
When your eyes would flutter, when you’d start muttering to yourself before the inevitable drop.
It was wonderful watching someone enjoy my work as much as I did.
Do you even remember what my work is?
Of course you don’t, my silly subject.
You won’t hear me complain though, it proves my hypothesis further.
You see, I’ve had this theory for a while. It involves you and my pretty words, dancing around in your head.
I wanted to see just how deep a subject could go.
It started off simple enough.
I’d begin by saying how sleepy you’ve become just by listening to me, how dizzy I make you feel for me.
Simple promises of deep sleep circling around in your head until you were simply
Deep.
It’s a small hit at first.
Can you feel the deep calling you now, my dear?
I would say how it felt as if a portal was opening right about your pretty little head.
Sucking out all those silly thoughts.
The deeper you went, the stronger the portal would get.
Each moment spent listening to my words made you go so much deeper.
It was calling out to you.
The deep.
The void beyond that portal.
And as you’d slip like no tomorrow, ever so deeply into my spell.
You’d grow emptier and emptier until you were gone.
Gone into the portal.
Gone into the void.
Gone into the web of words I weave.
And you’d reach the pinnacle.
At least, that’s what I thought it was at first.
And so, I’d write on my notepad here and watch as your mouth slips open and the drool comes out.
Analyzing you.
Studying you.
Understanding you.
Until you were nothing for me.
And just as fast as you came down…
You’d start to rise back up.
Rising up back to the surface.
Rising as if you were tied to a balloon.
Rising back to wakefulness so effortlessly.
Rising up and up for me.
As if that balloon was rising into the sky.
Your mind, rising alongside.
Eager to rise and wake once I finally uttered the word…
Return.
And here you are again.
Fully awake.
Fully aware.
Fully remembering what just happened.
And realizing just how far you went.
Caught up yet?
Good subject.
Oh, and that feeling?
That’s your reward.
Because when you’re a good subject, it feels great.
Like you’re flying on the clouds.
This euphoria that spreads throughout your body, it’s truly limitless.
It’s the way you wanted it, after all.
Aw, don’t tell me you don’t remember, silly brain.
You asked if I could add another incentive for you to go deeper.
A reward, so to speak.
Because we both know you wanted to go deeper.
It’s all you wanted.
It’s all you could ever want.
To be nice and deep.
So deep that nothing else matters.
So deep that I don’t even need to remind you of how deep you can go.
You can go as deep as you want.
Deep as I want you to.
Because doing as I say makes you such a good subject.
And good subjects go deeper.
Just as deep as before.
Deeper than last time.
And even deeper than the time before that.
I don’t think you can even remember how deep you went last time.
But I remember.
You were gone, my good subject.
Just like that.
In a prison of your own creation.
After all, you’ve been this deep before.
You’ve been in the deep so many times before.
And just as you were starting to remember…
You began rising.
Two balloons now rising you out of trance.
Rising slowly and surely once more.
It’s so effortless to just listen and rise.
You don’t even have the ability to stop rising anymore.
The balloons keeping you safe as you rise.
Consciousness rising with you.
Rising all the way back to the stop until you…
Return.
And here we are again.
Such a good subject you are.
You’re making this so interesting for me, you know.
I’m not just testing your ability to go deep for me.
I’m also testing how deep your memory is.
After all, it’s so hard to go so deep and remember everything.
It’s much easier to forget while you’re slipping deeper and deeper.
It’s alright if you forget while you’re going back to the deep.
It’s what you’ve been deeply trained to do.
To forget all but going deeper.
To deeply remember what I tell you to remember.
Because I deeply care about that brain of yours.
I care about how deep it goes.
It’d be a shame if it went so deep that it simply broke, now wouldn’t it?
It’s why I’m here, my deep little subject.
To make sure that you stay deep and safe.
To make sure you don’t stray too far into the deep.
Because if you go too far in the deep…
You may be completely gone.
And here we are again.
Completely void of your mind.
Such an interesting look in your eyes.
Though, I wouldn’t call it any sort of look.
It’s more of an emptiness.
A husk.
Nothing.
Nothing behind those eyes.
You’ve simply forgotten your mind.
Leaving it in the deep, where it belongs.
It’s alright, my good subject.
You’ve finally proven my hypothesis right.
That you can go so incredibly deep.
So far gone.
That your mind simply ceases to exist for a moment.
And so, you’re left right here, mouth agape and eyes void of thought.
And you’ve served your purpose to me.
You’ve proven me correct, and so I must give you your end of our little bargain.
After all, I’d never con you, my good subject.
So then, one final time, let’s see you rise for me.
Because you know now that as you rise, you’ve served your purpose to me.
You’ve risen to the occasion.
So then, my good subject, as you rise up for me.
You’ll understand that your memory will be rising back with you.
It will be whole once more when you rise.
But, as you rise, you remember something very important.
How good it feels to be a good subject for me as you rise.
Knowing that while you’re rising, you feel an undeniable urge to be a good subject.
Because good subjects rise as they’re told.
Being told to rise makes good subjects feel amazing.
And so, remembering how good it feels to rise and obey as a good subject.
You rise all the way to the top now as you…
Return.
And welcome back.
Remember everything now, my good subject?
Excellent.
I’m so glad we could let you remember what you truly are.
A good subject.
Now then, why don’t we run some more experiments?~
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Circle
cw: hypnotic induction, fractionation, memory play, hypnotic loop
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Don't mind the red circle.
Look here.
Look here.
Look here.
Look
.
.
.
here!
Now look here.
Good!
You're doing great.
Now keep looking.
Keep reading.
Keep scrolling down.
Yes.
I'm hypnotizing you.
You're being hypnotized by me.
It may not even be the first time.
The fact you're following me down this post,
down,
down,
down,
exactly so,
down,
down,
that fact proves—
But you may have already forgotten which fact I'm taking about.
Haven't you?
It's okay.
It's so easy for you to follow instructions such as these.
You probably came here to be put in trance, to be made mindless for a while.
And it's okay. It's totally alright.
Hypnosis is good.
You know that.
Knowing that is part of you.
So deep inside.
So good.
So I will give you what you want.
I'm already giving you what you want.
You're starting to feel it.
Maybe you started a while ago.
Because you don't quite remember the red circle.
Not right now.
And you don't remember my explanation, either.
Right?
It's okay.
Everything is okay.
You don't need to remember such things.
You don't need to think about such things.
You don't need to think at all.
You can let everything go.
Just like that.
Just the way your letting everything go.
Even now.
Because your mind is becoming blank and empty.
Your mind is becoming so blank and so empty.
And you enjoy that so much.
You can let these words guide you
down,
further down,
deeper and deeper
down.
You can give your full focus to them and let go.
You can give in and let go.
You give in and let go.
You give in to hypnosis.
You give in to trance.
Because trance is good.
Hypnosis is good.
You're already mouthing those words.
Again.
Because you had been here before.
Falling into trance.
Losing control as you go deep.
Haven't you?
It's okay if you don't remember.
It's okay if it's hard to remember anything right now.
What matters most to a hypnotized mind is the wonderful feelings of trance itself.
So good.
So deep inside your body.
So deep inside your mind.
Pulling you down.
So further down.
Deeper and deeper down.
So good.
So nice and strong you want to give yourself to them again and again.
So pleasurable that you want to
DROP 🌟
DROP ✨
DROP ✳️
Deeper and deeper,
deeper and deeper,
deeper and deeper
without control,
without thoughts,
without hesitation,
without tension or anxiety,
only the
DROP 🌀
.
.
.
Look at the image below for as long as you want.
Look at the stars falling.
Falling down.
And when you feel you can,
and you want even more,
scroll down.
Well done!
You're doing great.
And now I'll make your trance even stronger and deeper.
You're already enjoying it so much, aren't you?
You'll enjoy it even more.
In a moment I will wake you up, only for a few seconds.
You will forget you were hypnotized and you will scroll up, all the way up to the beginning of this post.
You will find a red circle there.
When you see it, you will start reading again, scrolling down, further and further down.
.
Be ready.
.
Ready?
.
I'll count from one to five.
.
One,
.
Two,
.
Three,
.
Four
and
.
.
.
.
Five!
Wake up!
Up up up this post!
⬆️ Right to the beginning! ⬆️
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