One hour later.
Is that good? Yurika Horikawa, from now on, you are my loyal puppet that acts as I please.
Yes, sir. I am Tanaka's loyal puppet.
When you're called "Puppet Yurika," afterwards you will automatically obey my every command!
Yes, sir. When I am called "Puppet Yurika" I will automatically obey your every command.
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The blank face and unconditional obedience is absolutely priceless, but I really like another little tidbit, too. She was previously in hurry, and only had a little time to try out the hypnosis before she had to an important meeting, but here it's already been an hour. I love that subtle touch of showing how little her previous concerns matter anymore. Really drives home just how completely and utterly submissive she is to her master's will as a thoughtless puppet.
Such detail and emotion you're typing with... are you jealous?
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Such detail and emotion you're typing with... are you jealous?
Yeah, gotta admit I wish I could get my hands on a puppet like this. No resistance, no free will, absolutely no thoughts of any kind except for those of complete, total, immediate, and unconditional obedience. All those silly concerns about meetings and school festivals forever wiped away to make room for unquestionable and incontrovertible deference to my each and every whim. The old life doesn't matter. Hell, the old life doesn't exist. All of the events that led to the puppet's current position -- friends, family, hopes, dreams, aspirations, worries and joys -- are gone now; they are subsumed by undying fealty and an instinctual, fundamental need to serve and obey in whatever capacity possible.
Yeah, a bit jealous. :P
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Yeah, gotta admit I wish I could get my hands on a puppet like this. No resistance, no free will, absolutely no thoughts of any kind except for those of complete, total, immediate, and unconditional obedience. All those silly concerns about meetings and school festivals forever wiped away to make room for unquestionable and incontrovertible deference to my each and every whim. The old life doesn't matter. Hell, the old life doesn't exist. All of the events that led to the puppet's current position -- friends, family, hopes, dreams, aspirations, worries and joys -- are gone now; they are subsumed by undying fealty and an instinctual, fundamental need to serve and obey in whatever capacity possible.
Yeah, a bit jealous. :P
Damn that's the dream ain't it