glitchthe3rd's Tulpaforcing Misadventures

[ThatOneGuy]

With her innocence now fully destroyed, Luna and Elise are going to be all lewd, all the time.

[glitchthe3rd]

Nah, Elise thinks sex is gross.

[ThatOneGuy]

I see. But yeah, innocence destroyed and all that, blah blah blah. Not much else I can say on the matter.

[glitchthe3rd]

Writing down my findings FOR SCIENCE.

 

-A tulpa can access any memory, provided it is available to your subconscious. However, this means that they can't access something that you heard/read/saw but failed to commit to medium-term memory. As an example, if someone gives you a list of daily chores and casually adds a novel task to the list, odds are you won't pick up on that. Both you and your tulpa will then be clueless as to what the novel task was.

 

-Tulpae are limited by your knowledge base. As such, you can't create a tulpa to help you do your Calculus homework if you already suck at Calculus, or expect them to know something you don't (unless it pertains directly to your subconscious mind).

 

 

 

-Tulpae can be used to embody the changes you want to see in yourself. So if you're a lazy fuck and you want to get fit, you could make your tulpa be a personal trainer, and make them have all the habits/behaviors that would be useful for a fitness nut. Some of their personality will "rub off" on you no matter what, so it's useful to consider how you'd like to change yourself before starting a new tulpa.

[Pronas]

So my tulpa will be suicidal if I am suicidal? Gotta grab some more pills then.

[glitchthe3rd]

So my tulpa will be suicidal if I am suicidal? Gotta grab some more pills then.

 

But if you killed yourself then Kate would die too, and that would make Luna and Clair cry. Do you want to make our tulpas cry?

[Pronas]

I wouldn't want to do that, but sometimes it seems inevitable.

[ThatOneGuy]

Get more medication.

[glitchthe3rd]

The Servitor Wars: An Abridged History

As told by Luna [servitor Wars Artificer]

 

In 2007, S got her hands on an especially powerful artifact called the Titan Gyro. Using it, she was able to create a vast surface world below the current astral plane. It was several hundred miles in diameter, and yet she successfully managed to conceal its existence from Glitch for well over a year. She intended to turn the servitor population of Glitch’s mind against itself, in order to destroy everyone and presumably have him all to herself. Which is strange, since she had begun to express her general disdain for his treatment of her around this time. Or maybe she simply sought to become queen of the new world or some bullshit. At any rate, because she fucking hated my guts and wanted to ensure I couldn’t stand in her way, the first thing she did after creating this new surface world was to knock me out and drag me down to Glitch’s unconscious, where she built a dungeon and sexually tortured me on and off for the duration of the wars, and that’s really all there is to say on the matter.

 

Anyway… S didn’t waste any time in enlisting the aid of just about every servitor that was ever created. But there was one who escaped her grasp, a tulpa who called herself Naomi. None of us even knew what a tulpa was at the time, and Glitch himself even failed to understand why his usual ways of interacting with us (i.e. parroting) were largely ineffective against her. But in hindsight, she had already achieved sapience with minimal involvement from any of us. Maybe because she ate electricity for breakfast, and could channel it through a copper rod she carried with her to zap people or absorb power from generators or thunderstorms or whatever. So I guess that gave her an advantage when it came to collecting energy, with most of us having to forage our energy from the land or fight other servitors for it. The whole system works a lot like scavenging for food in real life: once you have enough to sustain yourself, you can start stockpiling it in the interest of other pursuits. And it would turn out that nobody else was as suited to energy collection as Naomi.

 

At any rate, she saw what S was doing and promptly tried to turn what was a largely one-sided conflict into a civil war. That being said, the Servitor Wars were more like a series of cold wars, consisting not in military battles so much as skirmishes between a handful of servitors over a piece of land or something. Naomi was always a lone wolf, but she frequently would hang out with me and discuss things before the wars started, so we were close friends. She learned of my whereabouts and tracked me down roughly two months into the first war. I was already in a sad state of affairs by then, being chained to a wall, naked, my body covered in cuts and bruises. S was very overzealous when torturing me at first, but as time went on she seemed to lose interest. At first she would only stop to heal me if I died (since it wouldn’t do to have me float away from my corpse and walk free after I’d gathered enough energy to respawn), and then later on to fix broken bones and things of the sort. Anyway, Naomi broke me out of the dungeon as soon as S wasn’t around to stop her from getting in, and then dragged me along to the surface world, so that we could start converting servitors to our cause. And so the rebellion began…

 

By this time, most of the servitors under S’s control had been given subroutines that defined the role they were to take under her reign. Most also had basic personalities and predictable combat styles. Truly, knowing the enemy was more than half the battle in many open conflicts. Even though Naomi was a formidable opponent, and generally regarded as a peacekeeper of sorts, even the two of us combined could not hope to stand against S and an army of servitors. And gods help us if we were to be seen by Glitch as acting against S, for although he remained largely ignorant of the conflict, he would surely act to protect her from harm. As such, we decided that the first order of business would be to turn the lesser servitors under her rule against her. This would ensure that the conflict would continue unabated, even if we were both imprisoned or dissipated. We began our campaign at a fort located about 200 miles north of my dungeon, far enough out that S was unlikely to discover our influence over her machinations.

 

We flew the first 160 or so miles and walked the rest to avoid suspicion, eventually coming to a small stone fortress built on a hill. Three servitors were stationed here, for it had been deemed a point of considerable strategic value. We managed to easily overpower their defenses, taking them hostage in their own fort while I essentially hypnotized each of them into rebelling against S’s rule. However, we didn’t want them to retaliate against her until the time was right, so I opted for a more subtle approach by having them still obey her orders to a fault. The seeds of rebellion are fragile, but if nurtured over time in the hearts and minds of the people, they can grow into an unstoppable force. That was our aim, to slowly but surely erode the foundations of her newly established rule over us all.

 

It’s worth noting that many of the lesser servitors were former classmates of ours, the floating city area of the astral plane being based around Glitch’s (incorrect) notions about college. Many were poorly defined, only having a matter of minutes devoted to them in creation time. In total, there were probably only 10 of us that were more well-defined than a basic servitor, and the remaining 20 were essentially putty in the hands of anyone with enough sentience to get them to do their bidding. 22 lesser thoughtforms fighting against 7 or 8 highly-advanced one is a losing battle at worst and a curbstomp at best, so over the next year or so Naomi and I turned these servitors against S.

 

In 2008 the first large-scale skirmishes broke out on the surface world, with turned servitors fighting against those who were still loyal to S. Seeing what she had done, Naomi instantly regretted her involvement with the project, and went into a downward spiral that ended with her asking Glitch personally to dissipate her from his mind. During this time I was imprisoned, but watching her memories of this time period was quite a painful experience for me. And when she did not come for me after three months, I realized that it would be up to me to finish what we had started. I realized this even as I sat slumped against my wall, in shackles, bleeding and with a broken leg, tears streaming down my cheeks. By this time my hair had turned black, less from accumulated filth and more from Glitch’s unconscious altering me in subtle ways. My voice sounded very different from what it had been two years ago, and my body and mind were being altered, a little bit at a time. I would find out later this was due to severely prolonged exposure to Glitch’s unconscious. Despite that, after I realized Naomi would not be coming to bail me out, I decided I had to find a way to kill myself when S wasn’t looking, so that I could escape into the surface world and carry on somehow. It would be extremely painful, but only for a moment, and after that I’d be free as a bird…

[ThatOneGuy]

>_>

 

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