Spiral Fun 🔜 TBRU

Well, I'm off to TBRU, hope to see some of you there!

The voice suggested they drape each other's arms around the other like the pals they were, and their arms moved mechanically in compliance. The voice said that was perfect, and then began to tell them all about who they were and how much they care for each other... (16/16)

The world seemed to shatter, and himself with it, the pieces of himself flying away too fast to stop, leaving him empty.
A voice told him that he should sit down and just keep listening. He and his best buddy were going to be fine. He sat next to someone he no longer recognized. (15/16)

To Jason, the spiral seemed to spin faster and faster, as the drugs sped his perception of time. Whirling and spinning round and round, faster and faster. He struggled to hold himself and his identity together, but suddenly the pressure was too much. (14/16)

Jason tried to fight, but the drug coursing through his system began to take effect, and every moment he was bombarded by the spiral and the music that accompanied it, the less able he was to resist. (13/16)

I'll escape and... and... Jason found his eyes being drawn to the spiral irresistibly."Oh, and just a side note, not that you'll care for much longer, but Frank's not the only one we've been running tests on this week." (12/16)

The hypno-screens in the room lurched into life, and Frank's head titled, his drugged brain easily recaptured. Jason stared resolutely at the camera.
I'm just as stubborn as Frank is; they can't get me on the first try. (11/16)

Admittedly, all they paid for was just to make you friends with each other, but this whole situation reeks of unresolved sexual tension, so I think the partner's scenario is going to go down easier." (10/16)

"Oh, don't be silly. You think the paltry amount you paid was enough for us to take as big a risk as this? No, no. Other people around you got tired of you two disturbing them at their favorite places. (9/16)

A PA speaker came to life. "Oh, I've paralyzed your vocal cords, my young friend. Some of my coworkers like to hear their patients yell obscenities at them, but I find it dull."
Jason glared where he knew the camera was. (8/16)

Jason awoke to find himself in the hypno-room with Frank. He bolted upright and ran to the door, but his code didn't work to get him out. He tried to scream, but no sound came out of his mouth. (7/16)

However, they finally matched a drug cocktail and hypnosis schedule that would work, and now Frank was under its thrall. Jason gloated over the screen, when suddenly he felt a hand wrap around his face. He took a reflexive gasp, smelled a chemical odor, and passed out. (6/16)

The club was highly illegal, but you paid a set of dudes for each target they claimed, and they would program the target any way you liked. They'd taken Frank a week before, but had little success. (5/16)

And now he's getting his due, Jason thought. He had heard rumblings of the brainwashing cabin club through some of his firm's less reputable clients. So when he had gotten fed up with Frank, he contacted those same people and spread the money needed to get a connection. (4/16)

Frank's job took him around town, and lot of the time to Jason's firm, and they both got thoroughly sick of each other. Their friends knew they actually had a lot in common, but their stubborn streaks made them refuse to see that, holding on to that first bitter night. (3/16)

That had been a disaster, both blocking each other's moves so much they had nearly come to blows. And over the following months, to both of their disappointments, their lives entwined.
Frank had made friends with people who turned out to be Jason's long-time friends. (2/15)

Jason rubbed his hands together as he watched Frank's eyes spin with the spirals in his room. The rivalry between the two had never been very friendly. When Frank had moved to town, he'd started going to the Jason's favorite bar, and the first night, they'd gone after the same girl. (1/15)

A bear in Hypnoglasses, guarding his master.

He came out to the sounds of distress, and saw all the men on the beach walking into the water. Then he heard the merman's song and joined them in going to his master.

More tenders of the hypnotic plants, off to the market, covered just enough.

The spiral pulls his mind down, the suggestions pulls his pants down.

The man smiled, happy that even though Victor had escaped it had been long enough in the programming that just the thought of what he'd seen was enough to re-entrance him. It wouldn't be longer now before his identity was putty in his brainwasher's hands. (15/15)

They found him 15 minutes alter, frozen in place, staring over his shoulder but obviously not seeing anything, deep in trance. The man who had requested his training took Victor's hand and led him to the helicopter to take him back to the facility. (14/15)

It was everywhere, telling him to... keep watching... to fall in... to let... everything... go... to... forget... everything else... to listen... to relax... to watch... to absorb... to... to... (13/15)

Victor's mind struggled in a daze trying to think of anything but the... spirals. But, like the elephant you think of when someone tells you not to, he couldn't escape it. (12/15)

That they were so captivating... that anyone exposed to them would have to try to follow them... follow the spin to the center... that it didn't matter where he looked at... that the spirals would be there. (11/15)

He'd thought too much about the yellow and black spiral and now trying to remember what the voice had said was acting like flypaper, getting him ore stuck.
He turned his head back from where he'd come, remembering what the voice had said about the spirals. (10/15)

Especially the one who had spoken to him with... that voice... when the... spirals... had been... on the TVs... spinning... going round and round and round and...
Victor stopped dead in his tracks. His mind was growing foggy, and he couldn't seem to shake it this time. (9/15)

He hadn't seen any vehicles, so he just started crossing the desert, hoping to cross a road or something to guide him back to civilization, to a phone so that he could report those creeps who'd kidnapped him. (8/15)

They turned the TVs on... to the spirals... but had dropped his food off too soon after that, so he hadn't been slowed by the noise... and spinning. He knocked the guy down and ran, running through a maze a halls until he found an exit which had led him out here to the desert. (7/15)