Do you consider your mind strong?

[hypnosis-anon]

Greetings, friends.

Ah, I must admit, at the time of posting this, my blog is a tad bare. But I plan to change that. A trusted friend is helping me with my icon, and I'll get a background set eventually.

This blog won't be run like your usual RP blog. For you see, I am simply the Mun channeling their inner Friendly Neighborhood Hypnotist. So, there is no "out of character", so to speak.

Another point I would like to bring up, the Mun would like to remain anonymous. Though, I will call on some few friends for a promo.. if they don't mind the ping, of course.

@princebusdriver, @endless-smiles-and-fun, @ask-updike-tgg... And a few non-rp friends that I trust will keep my identity a secret... @crazydoodlez, @moonydabest, @mrcookiesir. Any added promos are much appreciated. Thank you, my friends.

Please forgive my rambiling. I should probably introduce myself now, hm~?

DNI list and self-description under the cut.

My name is Hypnosis Anon. You might have seen me travelling around blogs, challenging friends to see if their minds are strong using my trusty, golden pocket watch. If they win the challenge, I usually offer a favor. And if I win, I usually leave a few harmless, yet silly, suggestions.

Please use they/he pronouns for me. Gender can be as complicated as the human mind, and even I haven't quite figured it out yet.

Pease, do not interact if you are a Terf, pedophile, homophobe, transphobe, etc. If you are here to spread hate, I do not wish to see it, and I do not wish for you to be on here. Also, under this Anon Mask I am a minor, so please, don't be weird.

Let me know if I should tag anything as triggers. I want my blog to be a safe and calming space, where we can all relax and have some fun.

Best of wishes to you all!

--Hypnosis Anon

[multi-disordered-demons]

A pleasure to meet you, as well.

Ah, yes, it would probably be a good idea to play it safe in that regard. Well, if you have any other ideas for favors, feel free to drop by my abode.

I'd love to stay, but unfortunately my skills are needed elsewhere...

Farewell, Bob. And sweet dreams, Velsen, haha!

-@hypnosis-anon

[hypnosis-anon]

It's been about a year since I've last posted, I believe. Time sure flies, doesn't it?

I apologize, all. I'm afraid I haven't seen many Muses that I've wanted to challenge.

Though... I've seen a few on the horizon.

I'll be back to my usual soon~

[color--pals]

Maybe a hypnotic color pallette?

Hypnosis

[hypnosis-anon]

It's a few hours after the challenge, Moony wanders in through a strange portal. Moony remembers most of the challenge, though it ends in a foggy haze. She aches all over, even more than usual- The few hours of sleep were nice, but sleeping on the ground and the way her slumber ended less so. ``... You said something about wanting to talk?`` (@One-crazy-forest-gremlin) ((Me? Impatient? Never.))

Hmm~? Ah! Hello there again, my friend. Welcome to my abode.

*It's a cozy cabin with a fireplace burning. A few spare pendelums and pocket watches line the walls*

How did you sleep?

[one-crazy-forest-gremlin]

Moony rubs her arm, trying to ignore the fireplace. ... She never did like fire much. It was warm, and it sounded nice in small amounts, but... The roaring of a burning building filled her ears for just a moment and billowing flames flickered in her eyes. She shook it away, sighing. ``I did, so. Thanks, I guess. Well, you won, so if you wanna reveal what kind of catch there was now, that'd be great.`` She didn't believe there wasn't one for a second.

[hypnosis-anon]

*I sit up and gesture to a chair next to me* Here, have a seat.

...If the fire makes you uncomfortable, I can put it out, if you wish. *I noticed it made her a bit nervous.*

[one-crazy-forest-gremlin]

Moony pads over nervously, fiddling with something just out of sight on her coat. ``It's... Fine. Cozy, even. I'm used to it- Wouldn'ta survived where I did if I couldn't handle a bitta fire. Just... Some bad memories that got stirred up recently, I guess. Doesn't matter much.`` She sighs, rubbing her arm once more- In the same spot, too. She seems just as, if not even more tired than last time they saw her. ``Sorry. I never even introduced myself- Call me Moony.``

[hypnosis-anon]

It's my fault for not asking. You already know mine. *A friendly smile*

Can I get you anything? Hot chocolate, some food?

[one-crazy-forest-gremlin]

Moony shrugged, the slightest of morbid smiles making it's way onto her lips. ``I'll never say no to food. No promises I'll be able to keep anything heavy down, though.`` She knew what starvation going hungry could to do someone's stomach- Very, very intimately.

[hypnosis-anon]

Splendid. I'll get you something.

*I get up and walk over to the next room-- A kitchen*

How about a Peanut butter and banana sandwhich? *I'd call from the kitchen* Alongside... hmm.. Hot Coco?

[one-crazy-forest-gremlin]

Moony follows- She just wants to stay seated, would love to sit there, but... The farther away from the fire, the less the burn on her side will itch and burn in phantom pains, and more importantly, she can make sure that they don't slip anything into her food. ``Sure.`` Chug the cocoa, nibble the sandwich, bolt if anything feels off. Those windows sure are easier to bust through than the door is to open.

[hypnosis-anon]

Oh-! You could have stayed seated, my friend. I would have brought the food to you. Please, make yourself at home. *I'd gesture to the seat in the living room*

[one-crazy-forest-gremlin]

``It's fine. I prefer to stand, anyways.`` She said, you know, like a liar. But like hell she was telling a stranger that being near the fire seemed to light her skin aflame like it was happening all over again. It wasn't usually this bad, most days she didn't even think back to then- Maybe she should have waited for the nightmare to fade a bit more before coming here...

[hypnosis-anon]

*I glance over at her as I ready the hot coco. Many years of reading people's faces for fatuige or tiredness has made me skilled in.. well, reading people's faces. Even when they try to hide things.*

...Like I said. I can put out the fire if you'd wish. It'd be no trouble.

[one-crazy-forest-gremlin]

A half-shrug. ``'S fine. Makes it warmer.`` If only she didn't know the scorching heat behind the gentle warmth of the room. If he looked closely, he could, perhaps, see subtle lines of pain worn into her face- She was constantly aching, full of old scars and wounds that never healed properly. The smell of the cocoa was heaven on her senses.

[hypnosis-anon]

...Hm. If you say so. But say the word, and I'll put it out.

*They hand her some hot coco.* Here you are. I'll meet you in the living room with sandwhiches.

[one-crazy-forest-gremlin]

Moony took it, holding it carefully to transfer the least amount of heat possible to her hands. She padded back to her seat and plopped down, sipping at the cocoa. She glanced down at it in surprise- It'd been a while since she'd tasted something so... Delicious. A small, legitimate smile made it's way onto her face as she continued sipping, thoughts of burning flesh and a screaming voice pushed to the back of her mind.

[hypnosis-anon]

*I'd hum and chop a banana, readying the sandwhich. Some peanut butter here, a few slices here...*

*I eventually come back out with a plate, and on that plate is a banana and peanut butter sandwhich*

Here you go. Enoying your coco?

[one-crazy-forest-gremlin]

Before they spoke, Moony had a half-lidded, calm look on her face, staring into her cup, lips upturned. When they did, she startled slightly, having zoned out. The coco was half gone, and she nodded. ``... It's, really good. Thank you.``

[hypnosis-anon]

*I chuckle and set the plate down next to her*

My apologies, I didn't mean to startle you. Would you like some more after that cup? I have plenty of hot coco. Hmm.. I might even make some for myself.

[one-crazy-forest-gremlin]

``It's alright.`` Moony set to coco down and took the plate immediately, unable to help herself. ``That'd be nice, but I don't know if I'd be able to drink it before it went cold.`` She began to nibble at the sandwich, barely able to control herself and keep from demolishing it.

[hypnosis-anon]

*A nod as I sit back down in my chair and pick up a book*

Ah- *I remember something, get up, and put out the fire in the fire place. It's momentarily dim, but then I turn on another light. I sit down again and flip through my book*

[one-crazy-forest-gremlin]

Moony barely seemed to blink at the change in light, but her shoulders relaxed after the fire was out. She just munched on the sandwich, eyes darting around but mostly staying in their general direction. ``... Why are you doing this? Helping me, I mean.``

[hypnosis-anon]

*I chuckle as I turn the page* Well, why wouldn’t I? If one had the ability to help others and make things easier for them, why wouldn’t one use it for good?

*I flip through the book, the pages making a flpflppflpflp noise* Once I realized I could help people with my skills and abilities, I decided to make that a mission for me. A goal, if you will. If i see anyone that’s.. having trouble sleeping, maybe a bit too stressed… then I’ll do my beat to help.

And if they end up not needing the help, at least they get a favor in return.

[one-crazy-forest-gremlin]

Moony gave them a side-eye look, suspicious and a little confused. ``... That's not how most people think.`` She finally stated, quietly. A few more moments passed. ``You're weird.`` She decided, huffing. ``So you win your stupid challenge no matter what they do, huh?``

[hypnosis-anon]

Well, I'm not most people. I am an Anon, after all. *I chuckle* All the best people are weird, you know.

Some people beat me at the challenge, and when they do, I owe them a favor. I once helped someone whose family member had memory problems. Mm.. Now that I think about it, I still need to act on another favor..

Some challenges just end up getting lost to time. You know how ask boxes can overflow, and all of that. I get busy, they get busy, et-cetera. *I flip a page* 'Tis the way life works sometimes.

[gaiahealing-deactivated20200719]

apparently i lost followers for speaking up, so i'm gonna say it again.

racists are not welcome on my blog. anyone discriminating other human beings for their race, gender, disability or sexuality is not welcome. anyone thinking they are superior to other humans are not welcome.

thanks for unfollowing.

[hypnosis-anon]

Forty Followers! Oh my!

I would love to provide some content to you all, but I can't exactly do that unless you send asks.

So please, don't be shy! You can even reccomend some blogs you want me to visit, if you want!

[hypnosis-anon]

Hmmm...

I've gone to other's inboxes and challenged them, but I can't help wondering..

Would anyone like to challenge me?

Go on, leave your best tries in the inbox. I'll give some feedback on your attempt as well~

[hypnosis-anon]

By this, I mean to challenge the strength of my mind. Was I clear enough on that?

[hypnosis-anon]

twink

Snrk!

The Anon calls me a twink.

How amusing.

Takes one to know one, hm?

[hypnosis-anon]

how old are you?

Take a guess~

[hypnosis-anon]

Hmmm...

I've gone to other's inboxes and challenged them, but I can't help wondering..

Would anyone like to challenge me?

Go on, leave your best tries in the inbox. I'll give some feedback on your attempt as well~

[hypnosis-anon]

*points at hypnosis anon*

that fucker is probably touchstarved

*I chuckle*

I assume this is for the rumor rp meme?

Believe what you want to believe, but if anyone is curious I can clarify~

[brittsmemes]

Start a rumor about my muse in my inbox

[hypnosis-anon]

Happy 2022 everyone! I apologize for this being late.

How was everyone's holidays? Christmas? Hanukkah? New Years? Other holidays from other cultures?

Mine went well. I was able to visit my sister, who I haven't seen in awhile. It was a nice outing.

I believe my ask box is empty at the moment. Don't be shy to send an ask!

[hypnosis-anon]

BACKSTORY- The events that took place before their adventure. Usually involves childhood, home life, etc.

Ahhh, I suspected that you all would ask about this.

Allow me to set the scene. It's about... 20 or so years ago. Maybe 15. A family of 3 set out to visit the local flea market. Of that family of three is the Mom, plus the 2 adopted siblings.

It's a chilly and rainy day, puddles lining the pavement. Worms and snails peek out from their hiding places to greet the cloudy skies. Shuffiling under colorful umbrellas and water-resistant gear, the family makes their way to the flea market.

Once they arrive at the flea market, the Mom tells the siblings that they can get one item each. Excited, the siblings rush off, examining booths and what the sellers have to offer.

One sibling finds a book about... doing things with your voice. Throwing your voice, doing impressions of people, talking without moving your lips, those sort of things. It was quite the big book, too. And yet the sibling breezed through it in a matter of hours.

The other sibling comes across a beautiful, well-worn, golden pocket watch.

*Chuckles* Ahh, the way the pocket watch glimmered in the dreary, rainy-day sunlight... I'll never forget it. Even at a young age, hypnosis had fascinated me. The fact that you could trick the mind into thinking something is happening when really, it's not. The silliness of magicians making the volunteers act like chickens. More serious and helpful suggestions that can help someone get over their fear, that can help someone with their addiction.

Needless to say, that golden pocket watch was exactly what that sibling needed to kick start their passion for hypnosis.

*I'd hold up my pocket watch, grinning* And they took very, very good care of that particular pocket watch.

[rp-meme-glaceon]

Your Muse’s Story

Send one in and I’ll write a drabble of my muse’s…

BACKSTORY- The events that took place before their adventure. Usually involves childhood, home life, etc.

BEGINNINGS- The start of their journey. Usually includes inciting action and learning the ropes of their new predicament.

MIDDLE- Events taking place during their journey. Sometimes, this can be light-hearted and fun.

CLIMAX- Everything is coming to a head, your muse is facing the final threat…

CONCLUSION- Your muse’s journey is finished. Hopefully, they have grown or changed in some way from it.

LEGACY- Is your muse’s story told again years after they’ve passed?

[hypnosis-anon]

An anon got out of a portal flying ``hello other me! ``they waved.

Oh-Greetings there, fellow Anon! How goes existence?

[thatonecomediansynonmbun]

''Existence is good! How bout yours? ''

[hypnosis-anon]

Oh-! Another anon with a blog! A surprise, but a pleasant one.

My existence has been good as well. A bit calm, but it could be worse.