Star Trek - Disco Elysium Collab
Writing by @ebthestarryknight
ESPRIT DE CORPS [Medium: failure] - the way he stands with his arms behind his back reminds you of someone. But you can't quite pinpoint who.
RETRO-FUTURISTIC ELF GUY: "Retrograde amnesia? I might be able to help" he moves closer with his left hand hovering at a height with your face "if you would allow me".
LOGIC [Medium: success] - It's very unlikely that he could deal lasting damage with only his hands -unless he tries to give you a concussion, which doesn't seem likely.
VOLITION - Letting him take a look won't hurt.
HALF-LIGHT - At least you hope.
YOU: "Yeah, why not. It probably can't get worse than this".
RETRO-FUTURISTIC ELF GUY: with a curt nod, the Retro-Futuristic Elf Guy comes closer and places his hand on your face in a really weird position: thumb on your chin, one finger in your brow, and the other two on your temple.
INTERFACING [Easy: success] - the angle looks uncomfortable, unnatural.
EMPATHY [Easy: success] - but it isn't. Not to him. He's done this hundreds of times before and the position comes easily to him.
YOU: A strange current snaps and runs through you at the contact of his fingers.
EMPATHY - A foreign feeling of concern, muted but present.
ELECTROCHEMISTRY - What is happening here??
RETRO-FUTURISTIC ELF GUY: "My mind to your mind-".
HALF-LIGHT [Hard: failure] - Wait a second!
RETRO-FUTURISTIC ELF GUY: "-my thoughts to your thoughts".
YOU: There's a lurch somewhere inside your skull, the rush of ideas, feelings and memories you don't remember having. Most unnervingly of all, they are strangely orderly. Decidedly not like you, like it almost tastes different from your own thought-pattern.
REACTION SPEED [legendary: success]: oh God, he's inside you.
SPOCK: I am indeed inside your mind, Lieutenant double-yefreitor. That is, in essence, what a mind-meld entails.
ENCYCLOPEDIA - I like how this guy talks.
EMPATHY - He believes it is a too human expression of unnecessary gratitude, but he is grateful for the appreciation.
YOU: How do I know his name now?
SPOCK: We are connected. I can provide you with any information I deem relevant.
YOU: you feel him riffle through the parts of your brain that make you who you are. He stops and takes notice of all the different facets of your person, each almost like its own different personality. There's so many things inside your skull. It's completely irrational, too full of ideas, ghosts, cobwebs and shattered glass. He's impressed you get anything done.
VOLITION - We try our best.
YOU: At the same time, he can appreciate the irrational type of genius that it takes to solve cases the way you do. The spark of intuition-like conclusions that lead you exactly right.
INLAND EMPIRE - He thinks your mind is...
SPOCK: I seem to have found a kindred spirit.