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7/18/2025, 6:57:54 PM
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>After the merge, Brittney's sorority sisters became the secondary chimera-heads with her as the overall "leader" of the body and shared mind. Their memories and personalities remain intact, but whatever Brittney thinks, feels, and decides, the other two internalize, support, and agree with her, as if it was their own idea. So unexpectedly, Brittney finally got the harmony and unconditional support she always needed from her sorority sisters.
>(Brittney is the only one who ever had any sort of opinion about DS9 whatsoever before the merge)
Imagine for a moment, if you will, a stranger in your mind. Something deep within your cognition that floods your thoughts with their own. Where there should be anger, there is love. Where there should be hatred, there is obedience.
You think 'these thoughts are wrong... Foreign...' But even that feels grossly repellent. You chastise yourself for daring to feel this way. You feel despicable, ugly, and the warmth comes only from submission.
And there you are, adrift in all of this, misled by your own cognition. Made to feel grotesque from the mere suggestion of independent thought.
>After the merge, Brittney's sorority sisters became the secondary chimera-heads with her as the overall "leader" of the body and shared mind. Their memories and personalities remain intact, but whatever Brittney thinks, feels, and decides, the other two internalize, support, and agree with her, as if it was their own idea. So unexpectedly, Brittney finally got the harmony and unconditional support she always needed from her sorority sisters.
>(Brittney is the only one who ever had any sort of opinion about DS9 whatsoever before the merge)
Imagine for a moment, if you will, a stranger in your mind. Something deep within your cognition that floods your thoughts with their own. Where there should be anger, there is love. Where there should be hatred, there is obedience.
You think 'these thoughts are wrong... Foreign...' But even that feels grossly repellent. You chastise yourself for daring to feel this way. You feel despicable, ugly, and the warmth comes only from submission.
And there you are, adrift in all of this, misled by your own cognition. Made to feel grotesque from the mere suggestion of independent thought.
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