Interest Check for Samus commission
Hey, so, a while ago I was reading some comments on some Samus hypno art talking about how when you brainwash Samus into your sex slave, you absolutely MUST include an at least partial off switch so that she can save the galaxy when it gets into trouble for the eighty-ninth time, even if she does it under her master's orders. The idea of this "off" switch actually gave me an interesting idea for a mind control story for Samus, and I was wondering if anybody here would be interested in me commissioning it. The basic premise is that Samus, having consented to becoming a sleeper agent to assassinate a dangerous ally to the space pirates, is about to be willingly brainwashed by federation forces into being a sex slave. This will mostly be about the actual brainwashing process, but might have a single picture of her being auctioned off if it's popular enough of an idea. Let me know if you want to see this! I've enclosed a sample of the dialogue below:
OPERATION: UNDERCOLLAR
Samus: Samus Aran, bounty hunter log, entry #1957. This will be my final entry for the foreseeable future, and it shall double as my documentation of consent. I, Samus Aran, being of sound mind and body, have volunteered to participate in Operation: Undercollar. And to demonstrate that I have not been misled about what this mission entails, I shall briefly summarize: Federation intelligence has recently uncovered the location of Hannibal Sycorax, an extremely dangerous hacker regularly contracted by space pirates, and responsible for undermining the security and defense systems of countless ships and space colonies to facilitate brutal invasions and raids. He is currently hiding out on Korbus-9, a pleasure planet beyond Federation territory where gambling, bloodsport, innumerable dangerous narcotic substances and sexual slavery are all legal. The aim of Operation: Undercollar is to have him assassinated to ensure he cannot facilitate the destruction of another colony. As all intelligence indicates his security is near-impenetrable and he only ever allows himself to be alone when he is with his pleasure slaves, I will infiltrate his home by posing as one. To ensure my cover is not blown, I will be undergoing cybernetic mental reconditioning to be turned into a sleeper agent, my real personality to lie dormant until he lets down his guard around me. I hereby consent to this procedure, in full knowledge of the fact that my false identity will require extensive further training to ensure that I meet Hannibal Sycorax’s very strict standards.
Galatea: …
Samus: …Anything else?
Galatea: No, that was more than enough. Ms. Aran, before we begin, I’d just like to thank you. Words cannot express how grateful I am that you volunteered, and I only wish we had a more dignified part for you to play.
Samus: Don’t worry. I know exactly how dangerous this man is. If this is what it takes to take him out before he strikes again, then so be it. …I take it the men who just entered are going to be my trainers?
Galatea: …Yes. While I obviously cannot promise that you’ll be treated with total dignity, I will promise that we will do our best to not go overboard with-
Samus: I’m not going to remember any of this, correct?
Galatea: …Not one thing from the moment we start to the moment your brain is re-engaged for the assassination.
Samus: And they’ve been sworn to secrecy, correct?
Galatea: Total secrecy. What happens on this ship will stay on this ship.
Samus: Then I don’t need any other promises. These men have my consent to do whatever they feel will make me more marketable. I don’t need promises of restraint, I need Hannibal Sycorax to buy me. So by all means, go crazy.
Galatea: …Very well. And at the risk of sounding incredibly creepy given what’s about to happen, I’d just like to say it’s an honor to be working with you.
Samus: Likewise.
OPERATION: UNDERCOLLAR
Samus: Samus Aran, bounty hunter log, entry #1957. This will be my final entry for the foreseeable future, and it shall double as my documentation of consent. I, Samus Aran, being of sound mind and body, have volunteered to participate in Operation: Undercollar. And to demonstrate that I have not been misled about what this mission entails, I shall briefly summarize: Federation intelligence has recently uncovered the location of Hannibal Sycorax, an extremely dangerous hacker regularly contracted by space pirates, and responsible for undermining the security and defense systems of countless ships and space colonies to facilitate brutal invasions and raids. He is currently hiding out on Korbus-9, a pleasure planet beyond Federation territory where gambling, bloodsport, innumerable dangerous narcotic substances and sexual slavery are all legal. The aim of Operation: Undercollar is to have him assassinated to ensure he cannot facilitate the destruction of another colony. As all intelligence indicates his security is near-impenetrable and he only ever allows himself to be alone when he is with his pleasure slaves, I will infiltrate his home by posing as one. To ensure my cover is not blown, I will be undergoing cybernetic mental reconditioning to be turned into a sleeper agent, my real personality to lie dormant until he lets down his guard around me. I hereby consent to this procedure, in full knowledge of the fact that my false identity will require extensive further training to ensure that I meet Hannibal Sycorax’s very strict standards.
Galatea: …
Samus: …Anything else?
Galatea: No, that was more than enough. Ms. Aran, before we begin, I’d just like to thank you. Words cannot express how grateful I am that you volunteered, and I only wish we had a more dignified part for you to play.
Samus: Don’t worry. I know exactly how dangerous this man is. If this is what it takes to take him out before he strikes again, then so be it. …I take it the men who just entered are going to be my trainers?
Galatea: …Yes. While I obviously cannot promise that you’ll be treated with total dignity, I will promise that we will do our best to not go overboard with-
Samus: I’m not going to remember any of this, correct?
Galatea: …Not one thing from the moment we start to the moment your brain is re-engaged for the assassination.
Samus: And they’ve been sworn to secrecy, correct?
Galatea: Total secrecy. What happens on this ship will stay on this ship.
Samus: Then I don’t need any other promises. These men have my consent to do whatever they feel will make me more marketable. I don’t need promises of restraint, I need Hannibal Sycorax to buy me. So by all means, go crazy.
Galatea: …Very well. And at the risk of sounding incredibly creepy given what’s about to happen, I’d just like to say it’s an honor to be working with you.
Samus: Likewise.