Here's my pitiful attempt at a "You are a(n) X" suggestion game:You're a hypnotist in a town with no interest in hypnotism. You think back to earlier days, when bookings came like water. You took what you could fit in each day, because you loved hypnotism, and people loved you. Your constant practice made you very good. Then, at the peak of your career, he showed up.
That glasses-wearing fool ruined everything. He denounced your practice, your very way of life, as a mere parlor trick. You challenged him - "If I can hypnotize you", you said, "then you must retract everything you have said about my work." He accepted, adding with an evil sort of smile, "Sure, but we will make this a public event." What made him so confident? The day finally came. Cameras were on you as loyal fans cheered you on. Yet, he still seemed so calm. His dark grin was back... finally you realized why you hated it. It was condescending. He was playing around. From the beginning he didn't take you seriously. You'd show him! You'd make him... bark like a dog! Yes... that's what he deserved. In your greatest performance yet, you commanded him to sleep. Everything was flawless, seamless, and beautiful. The final moment came. "Awake dog, and bark!"
He did awake, or at least open his eyes. Then he turned to face you, and said "first give me a biscuit." The crowd laughed at his joke, and at you. He made
you into
his fool. You couldn't believe it. How did he do it? You are still baffled. Ever since, things have been slow, getting slower. Nobody wants a hypnotist anymore. Nobody even recognizes you anymore. You don't even recognize yourself nowadays.
...the magic in the air has vanished, as has your income.
You finish your inner-prologue, hoping to finally leave it behind. That's why you came to the subway station. You don't know where you're going, just that you must go. You still have 1000 credits to your name, and some of your equipment. You need a ticket.
Hypnodisk
1000 credits
Trench coat (worn)
Undershirt (worn)
Pants (worn)
Underwear (worn)
Sandals (worn)
Location: Subway station entrance
Skill: 1
Mood: Numb
Followers: None
Now it's your turn to control the story. Will you be a good hypnotist, or an evil one. Or a crazy one? Decide as a community what to do next.