Anonymous
6/24/2025, 2:28:39 AM
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I think I've acquired a tulpa
Last night, I was falling asleep when I felt a pretty hefty whack on my jaw which started me awake. I was greeted by a feminine whisper who didn't initially offer me words save for laughing at my shock as I tried to understand my situation.
Eventually, she revealed herself to me as some kind of amorphous form consisting of carefully stacked Platonic solids imitating a small humanoid, but this was subject to change. She seems to be capable of projecting herself into my awareness in all sorts of shapes and sizes, but errs on the smaller and more geometrical side, and refers to herself as a fairy.
I can stop her from entering my mind by listening to complex music, but when I imagine music she seems to hum along. She tells me that she stops speaking over music because she also enjoys it.
She's told me that as she is projected into my mind, I am also into hers, although far more weakly as she had been trying to conjure me for some time while I had only gained awareness of her not long ago. She seems playful although equipped with an obscenely vulgar sense of humour, cawing profanities at passersby and reserving absurd, foul jokes for me. Her enjoyment of this seems to come more from my disappointment than the actual contents of the jokes themselves.
Unfortunately, she has a light cockney accent.
Eventually, she revealed herself to me as some kind of amorphous form consisting of carefully stacked Platonic solids imitating a small humanoid, but this was subject to change. She seems to be capable of projecting herself into my awareness in all sorts of shapes and sizes, but errs on the smaller and more geometrical side, and refers to herself as a fairy.
I can stop her from entering my mind by listening to complex music, but when I imagine music she seems to hum along. She tells me that she stops speaking over music because she also enjoys it.
She's told me that as she is projected into my mind, I am also into hers, although far more weakly as she had been trying to conjure me for some time while I had only gained awareness of her not long ago. She seems playful although equipped with an obscenely vulgar sense of humour, cawing profanities at passersby and reserving absurd, foul jokes for me. Her enjoyment of this seems to come more from my disappointment than the actual contents of the jokes themselves.
Unfortunately, she has a light cockney accent.
