#mind control chip

[siremasterlawrence]

The Family Remapped

Ian Kyle Henderson is the owner of the farm ranch in the distance of the city I enslaved the two couples recently I can feel their eyes on me.

I have know idea that they knew him as my car engine starts to combust with smoke in a ring fire expelling out he exits the truck door.

A closer to middle aged cowboy named Ian truck stops across from mine hops out to my assistant and comes to my aid with a bright smile.

I can see him flip the top of the front of the car exposing the engine letting the air cool

it off he reaches out to work as he is very much handy for it.

In wonder he stops with super pride wiping his face with a rag from his pocket hands on his hips and smacks his lips he turns to face me.

I thank him lying as I offer to pay him for the aide he offers his hand, I grab his letting all of my sensation run through his body I can see the exhilaration rise.

His cock stirs breaching his underwear to all of it erect pointing towards me he is in utter disbelief.

My power is unequivocally undeniable to you and him you see I am everything and he is nothing.

The fear in his eyes soon calms down to a slow crawl as the realization is something much heartfelt.

“What is your name? Tell me I command you now.”

“Yyyyeeessss! It is…it is…it is…it is Ian Kyle Henderson.”

“Good boi Kyle! You are under my absolute control from now, you can refuse or disobey me.”

“I helped you! Why are you doing this?”

“Ssshhhhh…stop the questioning”

“Accept your faith”

“Put me on my pedestal and embrace me”

“Address me as Master and answer me Sir Yes Sir!”

“Sir Yes Master Sir”

He drove me back to the ranch on a longer ass journey through the heat of desert I am giving even more access.

The range gate swings open the sight of a younger man clearly his eldest son waves at him till he sees me a gun in his hand he lifts it.

I roll my eyes as Ian exist the car door on the driver seat side, he walks over to open my door as wee walk up I stare him down je walks to us.

“Who are you?” He switches the cartridges on his way over.

“Relax son! This is my new friend! Our soon to be boss.” He exclaims.

“What the fuck this is my farm…I mean ours.” Henry claims.

“My name is Lawrence! Take my hand please.” I ask.

“Do it son! Immediately” he instructs.

“Fine Dad! What the hell do you want?” He swears at me.

“Stare in to my eyes, zip your mouth, and listen to me.” I command.

“You will address appropriately, do exactly as I inform you to and obey all I order you too.” I continue.

“Yes Master Lawrence!”

“This is my farm that you all agree to give me, work for me and live for me.”

“I own this, all of you and you are grateful for it.”

“Yes we are!”

“So lucky”

“Take over everything “

“Remake us”

“Henry! Grab some paper, a pen and clear as day obviously yourself and inspect the entire ranch for me.”

“Sir I will report back.” He says heading off.

“I will not let you down, I promise.”

“I am off”

He holds the door for me to find his second eldest son watching television he stood up in front of it.

He is enjoying some stupid sporting event in a gray tee shirt, right jeans and screaming our loud.

Jumping up for joy I know this is the major moment I must take advantage of Ian goes to switch it off.

Brandon yells at his dad in fuming red facial expression of fury. Ian blows it off in to the wind.

“Fuck off Dad! I was watching that.”

“This is Lawrence! Shake his hand.”

“Fuck no!”

“Do it!”

“Take his Fucking hand”

“DAMN!”

“Forget the game, pay attention to me and will be just fine.”

“Dad? Where are you?”

“Down here kid”

“We have a guest”

“Come shake his hand”

“Hello my name is Robbie”

“I-I-I”

“You are my property “

“I am your property “

“You succumb to my will”

“Your will “

“Excellent! Brandon and Robbie go aide your brother in the inspection.”

“Yes Master!”

“Oh Master! You saved my sins”

“They are…”

“Entitled and spoiled”

“Yes!”

“Whose fault is that?”

“I know! Mine”

“Robbie and Colton are fraternal twins”

“I can use one’s submission on the other”

“Colton Master commands you “

“What the? Yyyeeesss”

“I hear and obey”

“Get your ass outside”

“Whatever you wish”

“Nice ass”

“All for you “

“Naturally “

“I’ll work on it more “

“Forever yours “

“Kneel for me”

“Understood”

“Kiss me”

“Suck me off”

“Never did this before “

“Love it “

“Live for it “

The end

[stillwaterinc]

i have nowhere to put my batman thoughts so they’re going here

jason comes back as the red hood, planning to take out his little replacement or at least hurt him bad enough that he drops the suit and lets robin die but suddenly, a month before his plan is to start, robin disappears. and so does the joker.

what? jason looks, he scours security cameras and internet forums, even weasels his was into the gcpd’s files and…

nothing. there’s nothing.

no bodies reported, joker’s not in arkham or black gate or any other prison, he hasn’t finally been given the death penalty he just. disappeared.

he can’t find anything on robin either, or tim drake, for months until he stumbles upon a nearly perfect patient file in some hospital records.

nearly. it’d be perfect to anyone else but jason, even years later, can recognize bruce and barbara’s finger prints all over it. it’s a cover. a cover for what though? he reads through the file, tim drake’s file, presumably and finds… well.

someone clearly tortured the kid, and with the meds he was being prescribed it got to him. it would’ve gotten to anyone.

jason shudders reading the initial injury report. electric burns, lots of them, are what catches his eye the most but there’s all kinds of stuff. what catches his eye the most though is the lacerations that had to be stitched either side of the kid’s mouth. shit.

he doesn’t get the full picture, not yet, but pieces are starting to come together. the joker has been missing for a while, just a little longer than jason’s replacement has been in the hospital for some violent injuries.

the joker is missing.

tim drake is in the hospital.

something happened, clearly. the joker did something to tim, something awful, something bad enough that the joker disappeared and the kid’s been in the hospital for weeks.

bruce didn’t make it in time, only this time robin wasn’t dead, he’d been broken.

someone had gotten to robin, to tim drake, before jason could, had gotten to him so badly that even after he was released he wasn’t robin anymore.

not because he didn’t want to be, a few bugs here and there in the manor let him know that much, but because bruce wouldn’t let him.

it comes out, in one of these arguments, that time killed the joker. shot him dead. and jason almost wants to congratulate the kid for it, or wants to strangle bruce and ask him how the hell he let robin, who’s just a kid, tim, who’s just a fucking kid, get anywhere near a position where he had the means and desire to fatally shoot the joker.

because that’s it, isn’t it? the reason jason’s like this, doing this, is because of the joker. jason knows how to use guns because of the joker. he’ll never go to college like a normal kid because of the joker. and now tim.

tim wants to be robin, asks for it, begs bruce to let him back out in the suit and jason nearly finds himself agreeing with bruce. the joker’s gone sure but what if someone else tries the same thing? what if someone tries worse? being in the suit’s already gotten tim this much pain, why risk more?

it hits jason, one night, that he stopped being angry at tim a while ago. a long while. he can’t be angry at bruce either, because the joker is dead. there’s no one to enact vengeance for his death on anymore.

anyways most of my posts are about incest please don’t follow me for batman content

[brokenrefraction]

concepted some sort of post-war null a bit ago

[enigmaticexplorer]

Please stop taking away the clones’ agency.

They are HUMANS.

They fuck up.

They make mistakes.

They make bad decisions and choices.

Because they are HUMAN.

One of the best parts of TBB is that we get to follow different perspectives of the clones: those who want to fight the Empire (Rex and his rebels), those who want to settle down (CF99), and those who WILLINGLY serve the Empire (formerly Crosshair, formerly Cody, currently Wolffe).

What makes these characters interesting—and HUMAN—is that they fuck up. They are not perfect. And they make decisions we do not agree with. Because they are HUMAN.

Crosshair served the Empire willingly.

Wolffe is serving the Empire willingly.

They are both complex characters who chose/choose to serve the Empire based on their own decision-making.

Stop taking away their humanity just because you don’t agree with their decisions.

[somestorythoughts]

This is interesting.

It just that. They find out that Dooku was involved in having the clones created or may have been, they know something's up, but they trust the clones. They trust the clones, have a lot of reason to trust the clones, and it's not even that they're wrong to trust them.

Because the clones never betray them. Palpatine brainwashes them.

There's a long way between "there's something fishy about this army" to "this army was created to kill us" especially when that army has proven itself trustworthy, especially when most of your time/energy/bandwidth is busy trying to keep people alive, especially when death and bad force vibes are wrecking havoc on one of your senses. And suspecting a trap isn't the same as expecting betrayal.

It's a long leap from "our enemy had a hand in our friends' creation" to "our friends are supposed to be brainwashed to kill us." And they never quite get the time to dig just a bit deeper.

[comradecowplant]

Biggest, most pressing unanswered Severance mystery: so did Lumon, or Cobel herself, actually own and operate a woowoo store in order to sell the Mrs. Selvig cover, or did the store never exist and the "joke" is no one would ever want to take the local weird lady up on her invitation to visit her woowoo store so it didn't need to actually exist? Kier is a small town though, people know if there's a crystal mama shop even if you actively avoid it, and Mark makes references to the store as if it were a real place he at least knows of. I know Cobel's deep infiltration into Mark's life wasn't board approved, but again, small literal company town, they had to know she lived next door to him or if she owned & operated a separate business, and it would make sense that, as a soldier of Lumon, some surveillance of outie Mark-- probably because of the whole kidnapped fake death wife thing-- was indeed part of her assigned job, but it was just her dedication to the work & the Gemma-Mark elements that inspired her to get a bit carried away and overinvolved.

Anyway, what were the Yelp reviews for Selvig's lemonbalm nettle tea blend, and was she ethically sourcing her sage & various minerals, these are the things I want to know ✍✍✍

[short-wooloo]

The way people hype up pre-inhibitor chips order 66 is ridiculous, especially when they deem it better and more realistic and "nuanced"

Buuuuuuuuuuulllllllllllshiiiiiiiiiiiit

You mean to tell me that in 3 years of fighting alongside each other, none of the MILLIONS of Clones told the Jedi about the entire series of contingency orders? Especially the "kill Jedi" one? That's silly

"Well the Jedi did know never thought it would be used against them-"

Shut up

That's still stupid

A "kill Jedi on sight" command would be a red flag on principle, but beyond that, it makes no sense for the Jedi to know of it (and it's pretty much impossible for all the MILLIONS of clones to know of it and the Jedi not to know) and not be against it, the Jedi always try to avoid killing as much as they can preferring to take people alive and such, they would definitely be horrified at the idea of an execution in the spot of one of their own, even if a Jedi did betray them

Oh, and the reason people give for why all of the clones comply with the order is silly too

It's always some variation of "they were trained to follow orders"

....

And how is that different from mind control/brainwashing/conditioning?

And lastly, I'll say this

Just because there was mind control doesn't mean there's no nuance

Aside from the trauma the clones may experience from having their minds hijacked, there's all manner of responses they may have

Some might try to cope by ignoring it

Some might not even realize something happened, genuinely believing order 66 was their own choice

And maybe the chips don't actually cause true mind control per say, maybe they just make sure the clones can't disobey, compelling those who resist to follow orders, with those who chose to follow orders being unaffected

[moreespressoformydepresso]

As much as I love the idea of Fox being forced to shoot Fives because Palpatine threatened the Coruscant Guard, I feel there’s a lot of unexplored potential in him being under the chip’s control. For one, imagine being shunned by everyone you know and love for something you don’t remember ever doing. It’s gotta add another layer of guilt and pain to not remember the reason as to why you’ve lost everyone in your life, because you know something happened. You may even know what happened, but you don’t remember the actual moment. There’s just… nothing. You go through all that emotional angst and there’s nothing you can do about it, you can’t even explain why you did it, because you don’t remember. Also, I imagine Fox would feel pretty detached from the situation. He doesn’t remember, and in the video his helmet is on, so it would probably be pretty hard for him to truly feel remorse when his actions don’t feel like his (because they aren’t, really). He’d probably come off as a coldhearted bastard, since he doesn’t show any regret for killing Fives, even though that’s because he can’t get himself to feel like he did that even when he tries.

Another thing: Fox wasn’t in control of his actions (in this version of events), but… how do you begin to explain that? Fox didn’t hear what Fives was rambling about, and Rex didn’t believe him so he probably isn’t gonna bring it up while he’s grieving. So Fox has no idea why he couldn’t control his body, he just knows that he couldn’t. How do you tell someone that without making them think that A) you’re bullshitting them to get away with your actions or B) you’re losing your grip on reality? I cannot think of any way, because most people will question what was controlling your actions then, and Fox would not have an answer. So either he tries to tell someone and is not believed, in fact people will probably think he’s a slimy liar too which effectively makes things worse, or he doesn’t even bother and people think he’s a heartless monster because he murdered a fellow clone when he didn’t have to and doesn’t even bother attempting to explain his reasoning. He’s damned if he does and damned if he doesn’t.

[echo-the-artist]

This takes place in an au where Petra stormed off into Crown Mesa during the argument with Jesse and gets caught and chipped before Jesse goes through the portal

Here, Jesse has freed her but now she's left alone to ponder her thoughts in this unfinished, rushed oneshot

___

An hour has barely passed since it happened.

Since electronic bolts of agony seized through nerves.

Since Jesse's screams replaced PAMA's demands

And now she finds herself sitting down, soreness still mocking the once proud warrior, overstaying the welcome it never had, taunting every movement made as her gloved hand guided the sword along the bark of a wood plank.

'Jesse!'

Those chipped creatures grabbed him... Disarmed him...'Petra!' Jesse shouted. 'Just go! Fill the last cauldron!'

Suddenly, the wood block was no longer seated in her lap, its carved frame crashing into the wall, landing with a violet thud, small chips falling off on impact, as the carved remains went still, like some kind of murder victim.

Carving it had provided no comfort... No ounce of relief, no solace, further reminded by her aching body, crying for rest in its silent wish to be on the floor instead.

'Sorry, I was whittling earlier. Nervous habit'

'Well, luckily those should do just the trick'

She was angry then too... How was Jesse so calm? How did he stay calm?

Eyes begun stinging, tears begging for release, to be free of their biological prison.

At least back then... There was a good reason to be angry... But the Portal Hallway? It didn't have to be this way. It shouldn't have happened this way.

Yet it did.

It happened...

Because of her...

She's alone...

Because of her.

It's only fair she'd have to be the one to suffer

Finally, the fight had left, emotional walls crumbled like that of a dam, releasing a raging cascade careening down a once calm land. No effort placed into stopping it, even if those tears had served to make that headache worse. Even if just thinking was enough to send bolts of lightning down the spine, she couldn't help the thought that now found its opportunity to sneak up, as though it were a creeper silently strolling up to an unprepared traveler

Maybe The New Order was better off with someone else...

Maybe she didn't deserve her role at all...

[varpusvaras]

So the way Thire's chip gets taken out after Order 66 is that Riyo asks him to come talk to her, and while he's there, Riyo stuns the shit out of him.

She manages to get him to come talk with her. It was just supposed to be so she could see how much the chip was affecting him really. Then he gets suspicious about her questions. So she grabs the stun and hits him. Good. Now she has him incapacitated.

Okay but. Thire's still a big man, at least compared to her. She isn't moving him herself. So now she has her mind-controlled boyfriend knocked out on the floor in the middle of her living room.

She might have a problem.

[chipped-buchinyan-ggrr]

buchinyan... buchinyan what did you do?

J: Oh hi there nyan, this is Jibanyan and uuhhh... We did something for Prime... Something special... By the way, he gave us back our clothes! Isn't that-

*choking sounds*

W: shut the fuck up and die already you BASTA-

[siremasterlawrence]

The Frat Initiative Part 3 - 4

This former house with friends now is a den of major sin a frag house controlled by a dom nerd and the two studs totally stripped of old memories.

Chris is bush constructing a thrown with aid of an assortment of materials to build a one of mind treasure for me his king with the aid of Sebastian.

Leaving me the time to set the trap for my next victim their older brother who is way too frequent in his visits to the property in a weekly visit.

His shadow can be seen adorning the front door in an annoying way he knocks the door swings open to his surprise he steps in to an empty home.

One large thud sends him flying in to the hall way where I wait for him quietly he slips on an orange peel sending his head on the wall he falls forward.

He drops unconscious to the floor in a deep panic he attempts to stand up a few minute later and he leans back down in soaring pain.

Clapping loudly with the sound bounces on he knelt down by his swell buff body hard and radiating with fear as my hands slip in to his pants.

I begin to grope his tense, hard and tender body feeling him up and down no torso til I

reach his cock I begin to pump him slow and then vigorously.

In pride I flip my shirt pocket open taking a vial with a plastic tin on top and dig a ring needle pricking it and fill it up to the service of the bottle.

Removing it I place it on the ground on top of paper I lay on the floor preparing the skin site and inject him one hard jab the nano tech falls in to the blood stream.

Going in to action I watch the blood on a fire high boil percolating in a steamy effect I can see the serum lose it spreading throughout his body.

Micro chip settles on the back of his neck in a multicolor patch significantly giving me the full range control over his mind, body and soul.

“Master did it work?” Chris ask walking in to the room with my thrown.

“Please say yes” Sebastian begs.

“Obviously! Don’t be stupid” I yell.

“Sorry sir “ they say in sync.

“Thank you Chris!”

“Well crafted”

“I am so beaming with pride.”

“I’m filled with love”

“Taking him to the basement “

“Strip him of his clothes”

“Begin the processing “

“Yes Master”

“Did we do well?”

“Most definitely “

“Mmmmmm”

“Hurry up !”

“YES SIR!”

“Precisely “

“Hhhhhhhheeeeellllllooooooo!”

“Anyone there?”

“Hey kiddo down here”

“Master he is here”

“Go inject him”

“I love it “

“I love you “

“Kiddo”

“Dad? Are you ok?”

“Give me a hug”

“Yeah sure!”

“Sorry kid! It’s for the best”

“Wait! What dad?”

“Ssssshhhhhhhh!”

“Aaaahhhhhh….ffffuuuccckkkk”

“He will fuck you “

“In to the elevator we go”

“Mwahahahahaha “

“Off…go”

“I am your everything “

“I am your world”

“Set him up”

“Just like your dad”

“You will succumb “

“No other choice “

“You will agree”

“Soon”

“Soon…yeah”

“This is my jock body”

“Yours”

“I own you “

“You own”

“Me”

The end

The Frat Initiative 5 - 6

The second eldest brother to Chris, Ian and Sebastian waltzes in to the room with his son in hand.

I type in a few codes in to the lap top main frame and it is so amazing to see it go to work.

I can’t help myself staring at the man on the

screen so tall, muscled and magnificent you I can’t believe what I see.

He is a man alright long boar and main line a lion so built like a tank only toppled with a sexy bubble butt.

I can bounce a quarter on it and it would fall right back in to my palm I like to squat it so hard he cries.

My tongue is squirting like crazy to imagine how I would use this sexy titan from the army.

Snapping my finger they all jump to right fully standing at attention for me the one and only commander.

“You guys exasperate me.”

“This is the last few “

“It’s fine”

“Should we go up?”

“Drop the gas bomb instead “

“The right lever”

“Yes Master”

“Good boi”

“I am your light”

“Tying him down “

“Inject him “

“Begin the process “

“Mwahahahahaha “

“BABY”

“Master”

“Uh huh”

“Master Lawrence “

“That’s better”

“I love that “

“Me cupping your chin”

“It’s fantastic “

“I am complete”

“Bake this shit for your son”

“Mix my formula”

“Give it to him”

“Inject it “

“Guide him”

“Lead him back to me”

“Serve me”

“Love me”

“Kiss me”

“Oooooohhhh”

“Master Lawrence “

“My love”

“This is so hood”

“Face me”

“I am your man”

“You belong to me”

“I give in to you “

“Hold on to me”

“Your body “

“Your waist”

“Master “

“Master Lawrence “

“Can I kiss you ?”

“Naturally”

“My king”

“Kneel”

“Suck me off “

“Undo my pants”

“Dummy “

“Suck me off “

The end

[rubiesintherough]

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[teenagemutantninjatrauma]

HEY GIRL WHAT THE FUCK GIRL. ANYONE ELSE GONNA BE THINKING ABOUT THIS FOREVER

LIKE THAT’S JUST STRAIGHT UP MIND CONTROL!! THEY PUT MIND CONTROL IN HIM!!! HE’S SO MUCH MACHINE NOW THAT HE FOLLOWS ORDERS LIKE A COMPUTER!! FUCK!!!

[diremoone]

spoilers in tags.

alright the Caleb myth FUCKED. ME. UP. like THEY EXPECT US TO SIT ON THIS FOR HOW LONG BEFORE ANOTHER MAJOR UPDATE??

[catfur-and-greenscales]

I find it almost cruel that Crosshair is the one being controlled by his chip; he is the one who spends most of the time telling how they, and this way especially him, are different from the regular clones.

Only to learn that he, after all, is not that different.