#altering memories

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Memory

(March ‘M’ themed whump day... uh?)

A jolt sent whumpee reeling, their stomach heaving and leaving them shaking on the ground. Caretaker quickly crouched down beside them, rubbing soothing circles on their back, waiting for the shocked sobbing to subside.

“I-I-I... he-he-“

“ I know whumpee, I know.”

Whumpee broke out in sobs again, clutching onto caretakers shirt for dear life, the truth breaking them more than any of their twisted memories.

Whumper had been cruel, taking away all they deemed unnecessary, storing them away in their mind so they couldn’t find them, piecing together stories that didn’t make sense.

But perhaps this was crueler, fixing them within a second, returning them with a whiplash that would leave whumpee shell-shocked for days.

“He-he took them... my god when did he take them?” Whumpee cried, their memories conflicting with what they knew, what they were familiar with.

Whumper had never been good to him, only manipulated him to think so, fabricating a narrative. Whumpee shook, eyes blurred. “There’s so much I didn’t know, so much he’s changed. He- he violated me. Ruined me.”

Caretaker murmured into whumpees ears, carefully rocking them back and forth, soothing them as they stumbled over sentences about what whumper was really like. How cruel he was.

As this was the truth, caretaker thought. Whumpee needed the truth, even if it wasn’t exactly what his memories were. Whumpee needed to know who whumper truly was, and he didn’t see the problem with keeping a few softer moments with whumper hidden. This was for the best. For whumpee.

Caretaker always been more skilled than his failed disciple, and he wouldn’t stand for a chance that whumpee might prefer them over himself.

“This is all for the best. Whumper was cruel to twist your mind” caretaker whispered, stroking their face, possessively. “For the best.”

@whumpster-dumpster - credit for the March whump prompts

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[my-whumpy-little-heart]

Consider: whump in which the whumpee is tortured for an extended period of time for the purpose of causing them to lose their memories (perhaps head trauma or causing some kind of grand mal seizures). Perhaps they are given a set of false memories as they recover so that they are more likely to reject all of the things/people/places that would cause them to regain their true memories.

Ohhh, oh I hear you loud and clear anon. 

Reminds me a bit of WRU in the box boy universe, but I think considering this sort of strategy in a one on one whumper and whumpee situation has so so much whumpy potential.

The whumper’s first order of business might be getting to know the whumpee’s memories better, using torture as a motivator to get them to spill about their past. Obviously torture usually isn’t a viable interrogation method for accurate confessions, but I believe this would work simply because being in a state of constant pain and perhaps sleep deprivation would make it very difficult for a whumpee to formulate lies, and they figure what reason is there anyway? If telling this person different things about me is how I’m gonna keep from getting hurt then so be it, you know? 

And then after that, when they’ve found the weakest cracks in their whumpee, that’s when the whumper starts to really wear them down. Take every insecurity and worst fear and use that against them. Like you said, that head trauma and everything could do a really good job of wearing them down and jumbling their thoughts around, and to torture them until they’re delirious and confused and genuinely would do anything for relief from their constant, pounding headaches. It makes it so hard for them to think, but so easy for the whumper to solidify false concepts and memories in their mind.

Personally, I’m thinking about the forced repetition of phrases to brainwash, but there’s so many different ways you can instill the new sorts of memories in the whumpee. Perhaps the whumper wants to go so far as to fabricate pictures or “proof” that the whumpee’s life is what they say it is, and they can’t prove it wrong because ‘look, don’t you see? that’s you right there in the picture,’ and they can’t deny that they are in that photo. 

The gradual uncertain acceptance that happens as it sets into their mind. Obviously these memories won’t come with much detail or precision unless the whumper reeeally takes their time and tries hard, but that can effectively mold the whumpee in at least slight ways...

But oh anon that’s such a lovely and flexible concept that you could really take it any way you wanted. Love that, thank you for sharing!!

[newstfionline]

Drawing the Line on Altering Human Minds

By Nick Bilton, NY Times, August 6, 2013

In my column this week, "Computer-Brain Interfaces Making Big Leaps," I noted that a number of researchers and scientists were coming closer to technology usually reserved for science fiction: hacking our brains to remove unwanted and sad memories.

Although the idea of deleting a memory might sound appealing to some--who doesn't want to forget that first heartbreak?--it might have disastrous consequences for our brains. It's one thing to digitally enhance our memories with gadgets like iPhones and Google Glass, it's something entirely different to delete or change past memories using technology.

Some readers asked if this was taking technology too far, saying such advancements cross a moral or ethical line that science should not pass.

"The human brain is intricate and a lot of damage can occur," warned Jolan from Brooklyn in a comment on the column.

"If science wants to play with people's thinking, then they ought to first decide about moral and ethical values of who they work for and the consequences of their actions," wrote Mr. Magoo 5 from North Carolina.

Given today's surveillance society, where the National Security Agency, Federal Bureau of Investigation and countless foreign governments monitor communications, connecting our brains and thoughts to the Internet might be asking for even more government trouble.

"What a mess that would be. Can you imagine N.S.A. hoovering up your thoughts from the Internet?" wrote Maurie Beck, from Encino, Calif.

"A hacker's dream?" wrote another commentator. These types of hacks could start to resemble the government surveillance under "Big Brother" in George Orwell's famous book "1984."

But beyond the surveillance and ethical implications of hacking our brains and our memories, the biggest outcry from readers came in the form of philosophical worry.

"Forgetting your mistakes can be fatal," wrote John B, a reader from Virginia.

"If our brains are wired, like computers are then, our minds will no longer have privacy," wrote an anonymous reader. "The person I just met will be able to enter my head and know what I am thinking, possibly without me knowing. My joys and phobias would be public domain. That would make life very, very unpleasant for everyone."

"A pacemaker is one thing. A cochlear implant sounds useful," wrote SRSwain from Costa Rica. "A spinal cord bypass to operate prosthetic limbs, or superacute hearing and vision, but magical transformation of memories and sensoria: No thanks."