Creeper Meme

[stargathering]

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The Mindfuck Meme

This is not a very nice meme! If you have any major or typical triggers, you're being warned here that you might want to keep fully clear. That said, ever misread 'midfuck meme' with an extra 'n' in it and been sorely disappointed? This one's for you!

1. Post a character! It'd sure be nice if you put their name, canon, and any prefs you might have in the subject line.
2. When other characters tag in, they'll be using ye olde RNG (1-7) to figure out just how they'll be fucking your character's mind.
3. Be royally screwed up and need therapy for decades.

Mindfuck Possibilities:

1. I Own You: It doesn't have to be sexual (though it can be). It doesn't have to be very abusive (though it might be). But you know you own this person and you will break them down until they can accept the truth of it. All that they are—body, mind, and soul—is yours. They should have known that from the beginning. Now they'll know it 'til the end.

2. We're One and the Same: What this other person doesn't get is that you're two sides of the same coin. You practically own each other! No one else will complete them the way you can. You're twins. Brothers from another mother (or was that the same mother?). They won't get away until they acknowledge that to escape is to deny everything they are. Good thing you're ready to help.

3. Nobody Has Ever Loved You (Like I Do): This person doesn't understand how worthless they are—how they've been abandoned on purpose by anyone they ever cared about. The only thing they have left—the one creature that doesn't despise them utterly—is you. And maybe you're about fed up as well and they should grovel at your feet.

4. By Your Bedside (YANDERE): You love them. You love them utterly and how have they betrayed you? Ruthlessly! Talking to others—looking at others. Disgusting. You aren't going to allow it anymore. They need to understand the importance of your love. What's that? Maybe you aren't in a relationship by any… real, official standards? Heh. That can be fixed!

5. You're a Doll, Doll: Some people just don't get it. They think they have rights the same as anyone else. They don't see how they're only a puppet or a pet. Something less than you—less than anything. They belong on a leash or sitting pretty on a shelf. Poor darling! Lucky for them you've taken an interest in setting them straight (or… really gay).

6. Stop Forcing My Hand: It's not your fault you're tying them down! It isn't your fault they need your initials engraved in their skin! They made you. They stared at you with those eyes or they did those awful things (awful being rather subjective)! You wish they could apologize enough for such atrocities. You'd love to let them go. You don't want to do this even if it's possibly getting you off to an excessive extent! You're the victim, all right? Fucker should learn to shut up when they're told to.

7. Creepozoid's Choice!: Pick any of the options above or a 7th sort of mindfuck not explicitly listed. Remember, 7 is always an open option if you'd rather not roll or if you want to mix any series of numbers together.

Comments

[falenandawn]

Oh really? What ever gave you the idea I consider myself invincible? [He lets himself get yanked up, not that he has a choice. But he's still glaring vemonously.] It seems more like you are projecting things onto me that you have no clue about.

[Just like the nobles back home. He'd thought Tyr was above such stupidity.]

[stargathering]

[ And with that, Tyr spit on his face. ]

You better not think you're invincible, or I'll correct that mistake for you.

I think you actually consider yourself my equal. [ His hand tugged more tightly at the hairs. ] And you're not even close.

[falenandawn]

[Frey tries to pull back a bit, grimacing at the spit. That hand grabbing his hair stops him, though.] Of course I don't. but I don't consider myself weak, either.

I didn't even know a thing about you before this. I couldn't consider you anything.

[stargathering]

[ Tyr doesn't think Frey really means that. He's making this about Tyr and not himself. It's not that Tyr is any better than others: It's that Frey is lower than the scum of the Empire.

His hand twists the hair. ] This isn't about me or your simple weakness.

This is about what you are.

[falenandawn]

And what am I? a human being? [He winces a bit at that hand in his hair, but otherwise focuses on keeping Tyr's gaze.]

[stargathering]

[ Tyr scoffs and flings him back onto the floor. A foot firm to his chest holds him down, though. ] You're not even that.

[falenandawn]

[Frey struggles to try to push him off, even trying to roll over, but ultimately he's still too weak from the yanking of those feathers to do so. The glare, however, remains firmly in place even with his bodyweight crushing his aching wings.] I've never done a thing to you. Why are you doing this?!

[stargathering]

This isn't about me personally. [ How dare Frey try to stand up. That gets a nice stomp to the sternum with the heel of Tyr's foot. The look in his eye turns ugly. ] This is for all those years you've deceived everyone.

[falenandawn]

[Frey gasps and cringes away from the kick as his breath hitches. coughing, he'll glare up at him still.] You-....think...

[stargathering]

[ Tyr simply pulls his foot away. Now he's getting it. ] Now can you stand up, or do I need to drag you?

[falenandawn]

[Frey does climb to his feet to stand after a moment, but he's still not going to cooperate. He doesn't know what Tyr is planning, after all. It would be foolish to just follow him now that he has his own mobility.]

[stargathering]

[ Unfortunately for Frey, Tyr didn't intend to just walk him nicely. He grabs hold of one of his restrained arms and fully intends to drag him further into the cave. Just with the help of Frey being on his feet. ]

I could still pull you by that braid if you'd rather go that way.

[falenandawn]

[He tries to struggle out of his grip, kicking at Tyr to try and get him to let go.] Why should I follow you?! You could kill me, for all I know!

[stargathering]

[ His nails dig into Frey's skin. His voice is cold and flat when he responds. ] I will kill you if you try to escape - or keep kicking me. You won't be missed either way.

[falenandawn]

[Frey stops struggling at that. He can't beat him like this, can he? His only hope is to hope he doesn't kill him and try to escape later.] .....

[stargathering]

[ Good. Tyr didn't really want to use his true rune (and likely wouldn't have). He continues leading Frey back a little further. There are no tricks here: It's straight into the cave to a small, iron cell built into the cave wall. The door is open, and Tyr will escort him inside. ]

[falenandawn]

[When hee sees the cell, he freezes in step again. That he cna't escape. What was this place?!]

[stargathering]

[ Self-made, my friend. Tyr doesn't want Frey to disobey now. He pulls him in. ]

It won't fall in if you don't make it.

[falenandawn]

[Tyr you have a lot of time on your hands, don't you. Frey struggles still, unsure about what he's talking about but not keen on this cage in any way whatsoever.] Are you going to lock me in here to die?!

[stargathering]

[ He doesn't need to work for his keep in Luceti, so yes. ]

Of course not. [ He continues to yank the other boy's arm. In we go. ] This is where you'll be kept while I'll train you.

[falenandawn]

Train me....? [He's too confused by that to struggle much, so Tyr actually succeeds in dragging him stumbling into that cage this time.]

[stargathering]

[ Good. Tyr shoves him the rest of the way in, against the craggy wall. ]

To be useful to me.

[falenandawn]

To be useful- .... You want to make me your servant? [There's a bit of indignity in his voice as he stumbles back against the rocky wall. Somewhere, Gremio feel the irrational need to cry.]

[stargathering]

[ Tyr scoffs. ] Not a servant. [ Servants are people. Not this. And Frey thinks that's beneath him? Disgusting. ] You're my pet.

[falenandawn]

[He doesn't so much think that's beneath as he's indignant Tyr thinks he'd fit such a job without even knowing him.]

A pet?!