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Order was their modus operandi, yet while he went out of his way to . They were efficient, they were orderly. They accounted for the music and had already rolled out their earplug contingency. He sat down in his chair in his CPD office. Staring at the security footage as he rubbed his temples, For the last three hours his headache was only getting worse.[/i]\n[i]\n\"SIR the Leylines! They're converging on-\" The Tiger from Grid 57 Fizzled out in a flash of pink. Rockjaw punched the desk. He wasn't going to let some Pink squirrel stop him from completing his vision; his utopic paradise! If he was going to stop hi, he was going to handle it himself. \n\nBut upon taking a step out of the office, he was blasted with a shockwave of pink magic. The large soldier stumbled back as reality warped around him. His Tail grew thicker with the rest of his fur. softening up and making him as cuddly as a teddy bear made of plush. His uniform melted into a neoprene latex suit complete with a pair of lips on his pectorals. He clutched his head as the white of his crew cut was turning into a hot pink while his black hair was slowly turning blonde.\n\n\"D-damn it. This is supposed to be WISH magic. What about MY wishes?\" He grunted between a fit of giggles. \n\n\"Ohhhh Cappie~\" Nymfi said as she flickered into existence beside him. polishing her nails in his seat. The squirrel poofed up her tail and wrapped it around the chair before reclining casually. \n\n\"That's magic for you. It's all about intention and interpretation! It's not YOUR wish I need to worry about, it's about the wishes of my THRALLS. and what they wish more than anything in the world is One simple thing:\"\n\nBefore He had a chance to answer, the hearts in his pupils started to grow.\n\n\"M-Mistress gotta win. M-M-mistress gotta win!\" he slapped a hand over his mouth. She gave a cheerful giggle and floated up in the air, her magic now powered by the unfettered loyalty and infatuation of her thralls, her limitations gone. She flicked the wand and his uniform transformed into a pink leotard. \n\n\"Now you get it, kitty! You know what would make me really happy? A little bit of swan lake with your fellow kitties would make everyone know your stuffy military thing isn't gonna bring everybody down!\" She flicked her wand as the big tigers at the precinct formed tutus and started to slip to their tiptoes. Gracefully pirouetting as if they had been doing it all their lives. \n\nRockjaw reached with both hands at the Squirrel, only for him to puff out his chest and slide his hands above his head. flicking one leg high in the air to show his surprising dexterity. Even as the fabric stretched naturally, it still seemed like it had the risk of tearing at the edges of his large frame Mistress wanted a performance, and he fully intended to show her the best performance she's ever seen.[/i]\n\n[b][i]DR. BRIGHT:[/i][/b]\n[i]She had considered every angle, She expected Rockjaw to be her biggest obstacle since the nature of his conversion made it hard for zeitgeistalt to differentiate their personalities and skills sets. It was necessary to drone the subjects before they were converted into officers, or she'd basically just be gradually onboarding loyalty to the panther and she'd lose her advantage. Kai Tyde was relatively easy to circumvent, audio filtration technology to scan and work out the speakers' ability to infect the brain with that punk demeanor. \n\nAnd then the Shockwave cascaded from the emerald folium. She completely underestimated the Squirrel. How could she have predicted her being a threat. Magic wasn't real! She spent half her time lazing on a beach drinking booze and fucking. How could she have known each bit of sex she had imprinted a sigil in each territory? She watched helplessly as Zeitgeistalt's amber uniforms converted into hot pink. Hearts flashing from their visors. Dr. Bright felt a wave wash over her. her scales turned a little brighter, her fleshy dreads starting to turn a lighter pink. Already she could feel the allure of Mistress' call trying to drive her away from her work, her grand design. Another wave or two like that and she would be as lost as the rest of Cognizant She stood up and started to run towards her secondary contingency: an evacuation subroutine in the form of a large red button just a few steps from the factory control room. A hand gripped her tightly. A large bull in hot pink and black, the zeitgeistalt logo slowly turning into a pink pair of lips. he held her hands up as a smaller orca girl pressed her chest under Dr. Bright's. \n\n\"Zeit.... Take a deep breath. you're compromised. We talked about this. When you feel out of sorts, you do your breathing exercises.\" She hoped the pheromones would take precedence over the not-at-all-real Magic that was coursing through them and altering their reality. But they said one phrase over and over which made Dr. Bright's heart Sink.\n\n\"Mistress gotta win! Mistress gotta win!\"\n\"I'll win if you let me go. I'll join you if you just let me hit that one button and-\"\nTheir grip tightened.\n\n\"Mistress gotta win! Muh-muh-muh Mistress gotta win!\" they bounced and sang in delight as the whole of her complex was turned into a perpetuating love spell to the great, powerful, and sexy Mistress Nymfi. \"\n\nMagic really was the best, Dr. Bright thought, as her dress started to take on hot pink accents. Eyes turning to hearts. \n\nThe last thought before the magic locked up her brain was her trying to remember which of the pink buttons was the evacuation. very silly for her to have made all the buttons Pink. \n\n[b]KAI TYDE:[/b]\n[/i]\n[i]Kai was enjoying the concert afterparty, The music was hot and the booze was flowing. As he poured an entire bottle of Schnapps down his gullet, he held out his bottle to the punks and rockers who cheered his name. He banged his head as the song concluded and gave the kill motion to the DJ. The music died down, as did the cheering. [/i]\n\n[i]\"I juss... I juss wanna say you guyssh are the best! Fuckin' primo entourage I ever did see from here to burning man. We fuckin' did it. The bands are out, the music's flowin', an' in a few hours, the whole o' tha focault's gonna one big party that's gonna last forever!\" [/i]\n\n[i]A gator flipped over a table and roared. [/i]\n\n[i]\"The Bootlicker, The Shrink and the Bimbo's got NOTHIN' on us! This is an island of party people! Of good times and good booze! And i'm gonna be at the top!\" He pointed at the Pendulum with his bottle. Just as the massive glyph began to take form in the sky. The hot pink light spreading out as it works into the buildings, the street lights, and the bodies of the punks below. The magic spreading into their eyes, their minds. [/i]\n\n[i]Kai Tyde turned back toward the concerned crowd. Who all looked at their leader in confusion and worry. The Dragon gave a long sigh, but smiled and held out his hands. [/i]\n\n[i]\"Son of a bitch. Bimbo pulled a fast one!\" He laughed. The punks roared out in anger and outrage, even as the pink magic was starting to work up their legs. but Kai Tyde held up his hands. [/i]\n\n[i]\"Hey hey! None of that shit! All's fair in love and war, bros and bimbettes! We had a good run! Damn fine party, damn fine booze, and hey! Nothing says a little magic is gonna stop us from keeping the party goin.\" He laughed, his outfit formed more pink, the purple streak lightening up as the heart started to form in his Leathers. the vest turning to white leather as he stretched. As the last of the magic started to creep into his eyes. He npulled out another beer, giving a toast to the glyph in the sky. [/i]\n\n[i]\"Here's to you, dollface. No hard feelings.\" He took a long swig. His brother was gonna be disappointed. But maybe mistress wouldn't mind letting him go visit. She wasn't THAT much of a bitch. [/i]\n\n[i][b]NYMFI:[/b]\nShe held the key in her hand. A simple key that was given to her at the start of the event, a key that would unlock the elevator to the Pendulum.[/i]\n[i]The Squirrel witch swished her hips as she went up the elevator. Her escorts were requested to stay in the lobby as the magic seeped into the pendulum, bending and warping reality to make it into her personal palace as she rose up the building. She smiled. She could have teleported to the top, really give Darkwitt a surprise, but she wanted to savor the rise to power. watching the Focault turn from a drab cyperpunk prism into a shining jewel of pink adulation to her glory. She stretched. She could do so much now that the whole of Cognizant beat as one to her whims. She could be a goddess of love. She could treat this as her own kingdom! She could be TALL! But not until the wish was complete. The whole of thousands infatuated with her, constantly wishing whatever she wanted. Nymfi couldn't wait. She felt the will of the other masterminds thrumming deep in her magic. Chanting her name. Swaying and dancing in tantric worship like she wanted. Windup toys to her grand display. She speculated what she'd do with each of them. \n\nShe's make Rockjaw be her little lap kitty, purring and letting his hair grow out just to make his skin crawl, but too focused on Mistress to care.\nShe'd have Cassandra handle the stuffy logistics stuff, and keep tabs on people she already granted wishes for. It would be good to know in case new thralls were needed.\nAnd she'd have Kai Tyde be her personal recruiter. He was hot. He was famous. Advertising to come to the island would be a cinch for him.\n\n\nThe elevator came to a stop. and she strode in like she already owned the place. The silver doors opened to a large office. Thousands of screens showed the magic, her magic, reaching every corner of the island. Not everyone was enthralled, quite a few were just enjoying the festivities being had. But that didn't seem to matter. They all didn't need to be thralled. Only enough to win.\n\nAt the center of the room was a dark silhouette that forming a negative space against the glowing artificial light. The canine's eyes opened to a pair of cyan slits. He gave a slow clap. Nymfi cocked her hips to the side. \"Hello Mr. Darkwitt. Like what I've done with the place?\" She flashed an impish smile, brandishing her wand as the the seat behind him into a puddle and warp into a throne of pink and silver. Darkwitt simply smiled. \n\n\"Already making yourself at home.\" \n\"Well yeah, I won!\"\n\"I never considered you using infatuation to alter the wishes of your subjects to get you what you want. especially not at this scale.\" He took a step forward. Giving a respectful bow. She held up her wand and flicked. His silhouette fluoresced. The squirrel blinked in surprise.\n\n\"You're actually here. Like really here.\"\n\n\"That's right. you've earned the right. And you've earned this place.\"\n\nHer confidence turned into coy ambition.\n\n\"Then what's stopping me from enthralling you~? you'd be a cute little puppy at my side. I'd get to see what color your fur is. I could grant any wish you'd want. to be mine.\" \n\n\"That's right. You could. or, you would have been able to, had you not done that ritual.\" he pointed at the pink glyph in the sky out the window.\n\n\"heh wh....what are you talking about?\"\n\n\"Did you ever wonder why everyone here seemed to warp and change at the sound of Kai Tyde's Music? How Rockjaw could make anything into muscular tigers or how malleable the world seemed to be under your voice?\"\n\n\"I... thought that was their brand of magic.\" Nymfi blinked. where was he going with this?\n\n\"Think about it. What was the first thing I said when I brought you here?\" The silhouette leaned forward to loom over the squirrel.\n\" Iunno, something about hypnotists?\" she genuinely didn't pay attention.\n\n\"I said: 'Remain. Cognizant.'\" Darkwitt tapped his own nose. Her eyes went wide.\n\n\"Remain Cognizant? wasn't that just some catch phrase?\"\n\n\"No. I told you all from the beginning to pay attention. To keep an eye out on everything happening. To Remain Cognizant. This island. this city. this entire country...\"\n\nHe gestured as the pink waves of the magic started to broadcast outward.\n\n\"It was never real. This place is an elaborate simulation for the purpose of analyzing [b]willpower[/b].\"\n\nShe stared stupidly as she watched him.\n\n\"I don't get it.\" \n[/i]\n\n[i] Darkwitt turned over to the monitors and tapped a button, the cameras and screens flickered to show hundreds. thousands of people in chairs wearing comprehensive headgear, an IV bag feeding into them as their bodies were cared for autonomously. Others in pods. Others still in their beds, enjoying their time in Cognizant.\n\n\"I needed you, and people like you to take part in a grand experiment with hypnosis and mind control to examine a curious thing I discovered last year: that willpower is a form of measurable energy. Potential and the kinesis of said potential. The capacity to DO, and the expenditure of doing. I wanted to see if it could be harnessed. and you made that happen. You all made that happen.\"\n\n\"We... are you sayin'... willpower's like.. actual power? like for lightbulbs and stuff?\" Nymfi put down her arm holding the wand. This was a little beyond her. \n\n\"In a way. See. Willpower is a funny thing. Find someone strong enough, and you can accomplish anything. A near limitless potential. Take that willpower away, and energy is expended. The potential dispensed. This simulation has tapped into the minds of everyone who would participate. Where they could take control and lose it. I devised a mix of technology and magic, collaborated with scientists and sorcerers alike. All so I could generate enough potential for Project Cognizant.\"\n\n[/i]\n[i]\"And your spell allowed me to bring it all together.\" He turned back toward her, giving a respectful bow. Nymfi stamped her foot and inflated her cheeks in a huff. \n\n\"Oh that's a copout! copout! you... you copout! I'm supposed to get cognizant, not you!\" \n\n\"I didn't say you weren't getting cognizant. This place will be your playground, but I needed it to accomplish my own goals.\" He rubbed a hand over the pink throne as she glared daggers at him. \n[/i]\n\n[i]\"Well I win in the long run, all this magic makes their wishes mine. and I can make you as much a thrall as all of them!\" [/i][i]She brandished her wand and flicked a charm spell at him. only for her ears to wilt as the pink magic bounced off his shoulder harmlessly. \n\n\"wh- uh! what the hell!? you're cheating!\" She pointed accusingly. Darkwitt shook his head and came out from around the desk. \n\n\"Far from it. When you agreed to participate, I made a wish. And you've done a fantastic job making it come true. whether you won or not, you helped make it happen. Because I wished for Cognizant to be successful. And it's been spectacular.\"\n\n\"and....and because I granted your wish...\" \n\n\"Your magic no longer works on me. I figured that out after Incanta turned me into a book that one time.\"\n\n\"She did WHAT?!\" \n\n\"It wasn't a proud moment for me.\"\n\n\"bu-but- that means everyone's gonna be eventually immune to my magic!\" Nymfi points at the glyph outside. \"I won't have my thralls forever?!\" \n\n\"Nymfi, Wishes don't last forever. Neither do dreams. They'll still be infatuated with you, but they're your responsibility now. You have to care for your thralls. And that's going to take some work. Which is why Incanta suggested you join in the first place. You've always spent your life focusing on just you. Now you have everything you wanted, all it takes to keep it is to focus on others. at least a little. Your thralls' greatest wish was for you to win cognizant. So in order to maintain that wish... you must lead Cognizant.\"\n\nThe magic started to turn in on itself. the giant glyph working into the squirrel's head as hearts filled her brain and bliss tingled over her whole body.\n\n\"Why.....why are you doing this?\" She giggled faintly. dropping her wand as the magic glyph started to form around her head. \n\n\"Nymfi. I wasn't just doing this for the fun of it.\"\n\nDarkwitt turned to face the window showcasing all of Focault. He tapped a few buttons on his wrist computer. The crowd of people in Cognizant cried out in ecstasy and cheers, as a well of pink energy cascaded into the sky. And for the first time, The skyline criscrossed with circuitry to show the digital construct of this world as the expended will was transferred out.\n\n\"You already did what you had to. I only needed it for one, concentrated burst to harness this energy. It's done. Already the people who participated in this event are waking up from their stations, in their beds, in their VR hookups. Safe. secure, free to come and go as they please. Channeled through your magic. They can play, party, and leave whenever they wish. But their expended energy goes to me. To power Project Cognizant.\" Darkwitt pet Nymfi's head as she started to drool and giggle a little while the magic turned her brain to putty.\n\n\"There's a lattice out there, Nymfi. A lattice of willpower and energy and what-ifs that expand like configurations of a rubix pyramid with endless sides. A kaleidoscope of dimensions and fragmentations of ego and superego. I want to see it. I want to explore it. I want to understand it. And thanks to you, I have enough energy to pierce that membrane between those dimensions. I'll finally be able to step out...\"\n\nHe cupped her chin. guiding her to look at the center screen, showing footage of a large mysterious portal. \n\n\"[b][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rGkV2OIxPhw&list=PLXATGf8BlDD9egpfCjKDm6ixKi3aYzxE7]To the Tip of the Triangle.[/url][/b]\"\n\nDarkwitt snapped his fingers. nymfi's hand rose up, the wand back in her grip, and with a flick of her wrist, the energy cascaded wave after wave into the sky. The master of this world enslaved by her own magical machinations. And then it was over. Nymfi shambled to her feet. eyes a pulsing pink as she looked at Darkwitt.\n\n\"What....what do I do..?\" She said, as if quietly pleading for an order.\n\n\"I am a man of my word, Nymfi. Cognizant is yours. Enjoy the party. indulge. reset the program, keep the magic going. You ARE Cognizant. Make the Masterminds dance to your tunes. Free them. Play with them. Just remember who it is for.\" Darkwitt turned around and pressed a button. a Logout screen forming in front of him. He turned his head back.\n\n\"Thank you for your assistance.\"\n\n\"Yes Master~.\" Nymfi purred. Pressing her bust forward. \n\nDarkwitt flickered out of existence. The room reconfigured into a magical throne room. Pink crystals festooning the walls as even the monitors turned into magical panes of glass. The screens showed the world as those who wished to leave were released. and those who wanted to worship their new mistress got to stay.\n\nA purple bunny strut into the room right beside a now more pink Dr. Bright. \"How can we serve Mistress?\" they cooed. bowing respectfully. She might have gotten more than she could have asked for, but she was certainly not complaining. \n\nat least for a few moments before the snake witch flickered into existence right beside her. \n\n\"SOOoooOOO CONGRATS Nymphi-poo!\"[/i]\n[i]\n\"AHGK FEK IT ALL WOMAN!\"\n\n\n[b]DARKWITT:[/b][b]\n[/b]Darkwitt pulled out of the simulation and collapsed into a seat. He had been channeling a lot of the logistics through his hippocampus to maintain much of his awareness to different parts of Cognizant simultaneously. A lion had stood guard outside the door to the simulation chamber, arms folded across his impressive bulk, making sure Darkwitt wasn't disturbed, while a raven in a secretary suit was managing data from a touchpad.\n\n\"Well? Did it work?\" Darkwitt panted, drenched in sweat.\n\n\"I... yes Master. You were right. The Imperius Prism is fully powered. Rehme's been keeping track of the levels for you. Energy output is well beyond anything we could have anticipated\" Visia said.\n\n\"Didn't think this dick measuring contest would have a point, but hey, two birds one stone.\" the Lion smirked. Darkwitt panted a breathless laugh.\n\n\"I am too tired to give you a comeback.\" He stood up and adjusted his tie. A full year of preparation. Logistics, management and tapping nearly every asset he had available to him just to get to this point. He scarcely believed it would pay off. He stared at the black mark on Visia's chest.\n\nThe Mark of Imperius was an odd piece of magic he picked up years ago. Before he devoted himself as a disciple of technology and science. It was something he barely understood, yet it was both a commitment from the wearer and a promise from the very core of his spirit that connected them together. He detested using something he didn't fully comprehend, but he was compelled to use it.\n\nWhy was control so important to him? Why was the loss and harnessing of thought and will and identity so fascinating to him? Was it merely because it thrilled him? Satisfied some carnal pleasure? Or did this singular compulsion come from something so much more profound?\n\nHe wanted to understand it. Find the root; the origins of its essence. That was where the Tip of the Triangle came in. It would be a journey beyond the limitations of his self. An observer giving record to worlds and ideas beyond his wildest imaginations. Somewhere, surely, he would find an answer.\n\nA heavy paw rested on his shoulder, waking him from his introspection.\n\n\"You good?\" Jack asked.\n\n\"Yeah. Yes. I'm just... a little tired.\"\n\n\"Sure you don't want to take a break?\"\n\n\"No. Strike while the iron is hot, you know?\" \n\nDarkwitt stood up. Taking a minute to center himself. He walked forward to the deeper section of the simulator. On the other side of the door was a walkway. A catwalk that seemed to have no support structure, suspended in blackness. His cyan outline the only detailed markings in the room beyond. And yet, there seemed to be an inverted pyramid beyond, with a deeper, darker black than he could have ever produced on his own. He looked back at Visia and Jack, who both stared in silent concern. He lent himself no rest. There wasn't time. There never was. He offered a reassuring smile, briefly.\n\nAnd with a step forward, his three dimensions shifted sideways, and he was gone.\n\nPROJECT COGNIZANT: COMPLETE.\n[/i]\n\n-----\n[i]\n[/i]Welcome to 2023, Cognites. it's that time of year again. But we're going to do it a little different: \n\nI have alternate endings, other art, and audio I plan to release this month,. I started a little early with a [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TCM7XuGz9vE&lc=UgxJr9ZgWQ39ZRNzXTB4AaABAg]Halloween Special[/url] a day or two ago. \n\nI've made [url=https://www.furaffinity.net/gallery/darkwitt/folder/1166777/Cognizant-Information]Four Masterminds[/url] for everyone to play with as they compete for control over the Focault. \n\nBut this is one curiosity I never got to do all year: The Alternate endings. I had intentions for what would happen if any of them would win. Writing out the hypnovember prompts all year, It could have genuinely been anyone's game. So be prepared to see how the world would have ended with Dr. Bright and Rockjaw in control as well.\n\nI am sorry it's not nearly as involved as last year. But after losing the floor of my house, needing to replace my roof, having my savings drained and my employment cut effectively in half, I've had very little room to generate a budget beside my audio work paying my collaborators. Heck most of my art this year was generously gifted by so many wonderful people and I am eternally grateful. \n\nSo please. In my stead, Remain Cognizant. \n\nArt by @Sauceguy", "description_bbcode_parsed": "#HYPNOVEMBER #ProjectCognizant #StreetUrchins2023
ALTERNATE WINNER: NYMFI

DAY 30: BROADCAST

CAPTAIN ROCKJAW:
"Captain, Grid 115, Patrol is Unresponsive"
"Captain, Grid 300, Patrols are Unresponsive."

"GIVE ME A SITREP, DAMMIT!" The Captain couldn't fathom it. Order was their modus operandi, yet while he went out of his way to . They were efficient, they were orderly. They accounted for the music and had already rolled out their earplug contingency. He sat down in his chair in his CPD office. Staring at the security footage as he rubbed his temples, For the last three hours his headache was only getting worse.

"SIR the Leylines! They're converging on-" The Tiger from Grid 57 Fizzled out in a flash of pink. Rockjaw punched the desk. He wasn't going to let some Pink squirrel stop him from completing his vision; his utopic paradise! If he was going to stop hi, he was going to handle it himself.

But upon taking a step out of the office, he was blasted with a shockwave of pink magic. The large soldier stumbled back as reality warped around him. His Tail grew thicker with the rest of his fur. softening up and making him as cuddly as a teddy bear made of plush. His uniform melted into a neoprene latex suit complete with a pair of lips on his pectorals. He clutched his head as the white of his crew cut was turning into a hot pink while his black hair was slowly turning blonde.

"D-damn it. This is supposed to be WISH magic. What about MY wishes?" He grunted between a fit of giggles.

"Ohhhh Cappie~" Nymfi said as she flickered into existence beside him. polishing her nails in his seat. The squirrel poofed up her tail and wrapped it around the chair before reclining casually.

"That's magic for you. It's all about intention and interpretation! It's not YOUR wish I need to worry about, it's about the wishes of my THRALLS. and what they wish more than anything in the world is One simple thing:"

Before He had a chance to answer, the hearts in his pupils started to grow.

"M-Mistress gotta win. M-M-mistress gotta win!" he slapped a hand over his mouth. She gave a cheerful giggle and floated up in the air, her magic now powered by the unfettered loyalty and infatuation of her thralls, her limitations gone. She flicked the wand and his uniform transformed into a pink leotard.

"Now you get it, kitty! You know what would make me really happy? A little bit of swan lake with your fellow kitties would make everyone know your stuffy military thing isn't gonna bring everybody down!" She flicked her wand as the big tigers at the precinct formed tutus and started to slip to their tiptoes. Gracefully pirouetting as if they had been doing it all their lives.

Rockjaw reached with both hands at the Squirrel, only for him to puff out his chest and slide his hands above his head. flicking one leg high in the air to show his surprising dexterity. Even as the fabric stretched naturally, it still seemed like it had the risk of tearing at the edges of his large frame Mistress wanted a performance, and he fully intended to show her the best performance she's ever seen.

DR. BRIGHT:
She had considered every angle, She expected Rockjaw to be her biggest obstacle since the nature of his conversion made it hard for zeitgeistalt to differentiate their personalities and skills sets. It was necessary to drone the subjects before they were converted into officers, or she'd basically just be gradually onboarding loyalty to the panther and she'd lose her advantage.  Kai Tyde was relatively easy to circumvent, audio filtration technology to scan and work out the speakers' ability to infect the brain with that punk demeanor.

And then the Shockwave cascaded from the emerald folium. She completely underestimated the Squirrel. How could she have predicted her being a threat. Magic wasn't real! She spent half her time lazing on a beach drinking booze and fucking. How could she have known each bit of sex she had imprinted a sigil in each territory? She watched helplessly as Zeitgeistalt's amber uniforms converted into hot pink. Hearts flashing from their visors.  Dr. Bright felt a wave wash over her. her scales turned a little brighter, her fleshy dreads starting to turn a lighter pink. Already she could feel the allure of Mistress' call trying to drive her away from her work, her grand design. Another wave or two like that and she would be as lost as the rest of Cognizant She stood up and started to run towards her secondary contingency: an evacuation subroutine in the form of a large red button just a few steps from the factory control room. A hand gripped her tightly. A large bull in hot pink and black, the zeitgeistalt logo slowly turning into a pink pair of lips. he held her hands up as a smaller orca girl pressed her chest under Dr. Bright's.

"Zeit.... Take a deep breath. you're compromised. We talked about this. When you feel out of sorts, you do your breathing exercises." She hoped the pheromones would take precedence over the not-at-all-real Magic that was coursing through them and altering their reality. But they said one phrase over and over which made Dr. Bright's heart Sink.

"Mistress gotta win! Mistress gotta win!"
"I'll win if you let me go. I'll join you if you just let me hit that one button and-"
Their grip tightened.

"Mistress gotta win! Muh-muh-muh Mistress gotta win!" they bounced and sang in delight as the whole of her complex was turned into a perpetuating love spell to the great, powerful, and sexy Mistress Nymfi. "

Magic really was the best, Dr. Bright thought, as her dress started to take on hot pink accents. Eyes turning to hearts.

The last thought before the magic locked up her brain was her trying to remember which of the pink buttons was the evacuation. very silly for her to have made all the buttons Pink.

KAI TYDE:

Kai was enjoying the concert afterparty, The music was hot and the booze was flowing. As he poured an entire bottle of Schnapps down his gullet, he held out his bottle to the punks and rockers who cheered his name. He banged his head as the song concluded and gave the kill motion to the DJ. The music died down, as did the cheering.

"I juss... I juss wanna say you guyssh are the best! Fuckin' primo entourage I ever did see from here to burning man. We fuckin' did it. The bands are out, the music's flowin', an' in a few hours, the whole o' tha focault's gonna one big party that's gonna last forever!"

A gator flipped over a table and roared.

"The Bootlicker, The Shrink and the Bimbo's got NOTHIN' on us! This is an island of party people! Of good times and good booze! And i'm gonna be at the top!" He pointed at the Pendulum with his bottle. Just as the massive glyph began to take form in the sky. The hot pink light spreading out as it works into the buildings, the street lights, and the bodies of the punks below. The magic spreading into their eyes, their minds.

Kai Tyde turned back toward the concerned crowd. Who all looked at their leader in confusion and worry. The Dragon gave a long sigh, but smiled and held out his hands.

"Son of a bitch. Bimbo pulled a fast one!" He laughed. The punks roared out in anger and outrage, even as the pink magic was starting to work up their legs. but Kai Tyde held up his hands.

"Hey hey! None of that shit! All's fair in love and war, bros and bimbettes! We had a good run! Damn fine party, damn fine booze, and hey! Nothing says a little magic is gonna stop us from keeping the party goin." He laughed, his outfit formed more pink, the purple streak lightening up as the heart started to form in his Leathers. the vest turning to white leather as he stretched.  As the last of the magic started to creep into his eyes. He npulled out another beer, giving a toast to the glyph in the sky.  

"Here's to you, dollface. No hard feelings." He took a long swig. His brother was gonna be disappointed. But maybe mistress wouldn't mind letting him go visit. She wasn't THAT much of a bitch.

NYMFI:
She held the key in her hand. A simple key that was given to her at the start of the event, a key that would unlock the elevator to the Pendulum.
The Squirrel witch swished her hips as she went up the elevator. Her escorts were requested to stay in the lobby as the magic seeped into the pendulum, bending and warping reality to make it into her personal palace as she rose up the building. She smiled. She could have teleported to the top, really give Darkwitt a surprise, but she wanted to savor the rise to power. watching the Focault turn from a drab cyperpunk prism into a shining jewel of pink adulation to her glory. She stretched. She could do so much now that the whole of Cognizant beat as one to her whims. She could be a goddess of love. She could treat this as her own kingdom! She could be TALL! But not until the wish was complete. The whole of thousands infatuated with her, constantly wishing whatever she wanted. Nymfi couldn't wait. She felt the will of the other masterminds thrumming deep in her magic. Chanting her name. Swaying and dancing in tantric worship like she wanted. Windup toys to her grand display. She speculated what she'd do with each of them.

She's make Rockjaw be her little lap kitty, purring and letting his hair grow out just to make his skin crawl, but too focused on Mistress to care.
She'd have Cassandra handle the stuffy logistics stuff, and keep tabs on people she already granted wishes for. It would be good to know in case new thralls were needed.
And she'd have Kai Tyde be her personal recruiter. He was hot. He was famous. Advertising to come to the island would be a cinch for him.


The elevator came to a stop. and she strode in like she already owned the place. The silver doors opened to a large office. Thousands of screens showed the magic, her magic, reaching every corner of the island. Not everyone was enthralled, quite a few were just enjoying the festivities being had. But that didn't seem to matter. They all didn't need to be thralled. Only enough to win.

At the center of the room was a dark silhouette that forming a negative space against the glowing artificial light. The canine's eyes opened to a pair of cyan slits. He gave a slow clap. Nymfi cocked her hips to the side. "Hello Mr. Darkwitt. Like what I've done with the place?" She flashed an impish smile, brandishing her wand as the the seat behind him into a puddle and warp into a throne of pink and silver. Darkwitt simply smiled.

"Already making yourself at home."
"Well yeah, I won!"
"I never considered you using infatuation to alter the wishes of your subjects to get you what you want. especially not at this scale." He took a step forward. Giving a respectful bow. She held up her wand and flicked. His silhouette fluoresced. The squirrel blinked in surprise.

"You're actually here. Like really here."

"That's right. you've earned the right. And you've earned this place."

Her confidence turned into coy ambition.

"Then what's stopping me from enthralling you~? you'd be a cute little puppy at my side. I'd get to see what color your fur is. I could grant any wish you'd want. to be mine."

"That's right. You could. or, you would have been able to, had you not done that ritual." he pointed at the pink glyph in the sky out the window.

"heh wh....what are you talking about?"

"Did you ever wonder why everyone here seemed to warp and change at the sound of Kai Tyde's Music? How Rockjaw could make anything into muscular tigers or how malleable the world seemed to be under your voice?"

"I... thought that was their brand of magic." Nymfi blinked. where was he going with this?

"Think about it. What was the first thing I said when I brought you here?" The silhouette leaned forward to loom over the squirrel.
" Iunno, something about hypnotists?" she genuinely didn't pay attention.

"I said: 'Remain. Cognizant.'" Darkwitt tapped his own nose. Her eyes went wide.

"Remain Cognizant? wasn't that just some catch phrase?"

"No. I told you all from the beginning to pay attention. To keep an eye out on everything happening. To Remain Cognizant. This island. this city. this entire country..."

He gestured as the pink waves of the magic started to broadcast outward.

"It was never real. This place is an elaborate simulation for the purpose of analyzing willpower."

She stared stupidly as she watched him.

"I don't get it."


Darkwitt turned over to the monitors and tapped a button, the cameras and screens flickered to show hundreds. thousands of people in chairs wearing comprehensive headgear, an IV bag feeding into them as their bodies were cared for autonomously. Others in pods. Others still in their beds, enjoying their time in Cognizant.

"I needed you, and people like you to take part in a grand experiment with hypnosis and mind control to examine a curious thing I discovered last year: that willpower is a form of measurable energy. Potential and the kinesis of said potential. The capacity to DO, and the expenditure of doing. I wanted to see if it could be harnessed. and you made that happen. You all made that happen."

"We... are you sayin'... willpower's like.. actual power? like for lightbulbs and stuff?" Nymfi put down her arm holding the wand. This was a little beyond her.

"In a way. See. Willpower is a funny thing. Find someone strong enough, and you can accomplish anything. A near limitless potential. Take that willpower away, and energy is expended. The potential dispensed. This simulation has tapped into the minds of everyone who would participate. Where they could take control and lose it. I devised a mix of technology and magic, collaborated with scientists and sorcerers alike. All so I could generate enough potential for Project Cognizant."


"And your spell allowed me to bring it all together." He turned back toward her, giving a respectful bow. Nymfi stamped her foot and inflated her cheeks in a huff.

"Oh that's a copout! copout! you... you copout! I'm supposed to get cognizant, not you!"

"I didn't say you weren't getting cognizant. This place will be your playground, but I needed it to accomplish my own goals."  He rubbed a hand over the pink throne as she glared daggers at him.


"Well I win in the long run, all this magic makes their wishes mine. and I can make you as much a thrall as all of them!" She brandished her wand and flicked a charm spell at him. only for her ears to wilt as the pink magic bounced off his shoulder harmlessly.

"wh- uh! what the hell!? you're cheating!" She pointed accusingly. Darkwitt shook his head and came out from around the desk.

"Far from it. When you agreed to participate, I made a wish. And you've done a fantastic job making it come true. whether you won or not, you helped make it happen. Because I wished for Cognizant to be successful. And it's been spectacular."

"and....and because I granted your wish..."

"Your magic no longer works on me. I figured that out after Incanta turned me into a book that one time."

"She did WHAT?!"

"It wasn't a proud moment for me."

"bu-but- that means everyone's gonna be eventually immune to my magic!"  Nymfi points at the glyph outside. "I won't have my thralls forever?!"

"Nymfi, Wishes don't last forever. Neither do dreams. They'll still be infatuated with you, but they're your responsibility now. You have to care for your thralls. And that's going to take some work. Which is why Incanta suggested you join in the first place. You've always spent your life focusing on just you. Now you have everything you wanted, all it takes to keep it is to focus on others. at least a little. Your thralls' greatest wish was for you to win cognizant. So in order to maintain that wish... you must lead Cognizant."

The magic started to turn in on itself. the giant glyph working into the squirrel's head as hearts filled her brain and bliss tingled over her whole body.

"Why.....why are you doing this?" She giggled faintly. dropping her wand as the magic glyph started to form around her head.

"Nymfi. I wasn't just doing this for the fun of it."

Darkwitt turned to face the window showcasing all of Focault. He tapped a few buttons on his wrist computer. The crowd of people in Cognizant cried out in ecstasy and cheers, as a well of pink energy cascaded into the sky. And for the first time, The skyline criscrossed with circuitry to show the digital construct of this world as the expended will was transferred out.

"You already did what you had to. I only needed it for one, concentrated burst to harness this energy. It's done. Already the people who participated in this event are waking up from their stations, in their beds, in their VR hookups. Safe. secure, free to come and go as they please. Channeled through your magic. They can play, party, and leave whenever they wish. But their expended energy goes to me. To power Project Cognizant." Darkwitt pet Nymfi's head as she started to drool and giggle a little while the magic turned her brain to putty.

"There's a lattice out there, Nymfi. A lattice of willpower and energy and what-ifs that expand like configurations of a rubix pyramid with endless sides. A kaleidoscope of dimensions and fragmentations of ego and superego. I want to see it. I want to explore it. I want to understand it. And thanks to you, I have enough energy to pierce that membrane between those dimensions. I'll finally be able to step out..."

He cupped her chin. guiding her to look at the center screen, showing footage of a large mysterious portal.

"To the Tip of the Triangle."

Darkwitt snapped his fingers. nymfi's hand rose up, the wand back in her grip, and with a flick of her wrist, the energy cascaded wave after wave into the sky. The master of this world enslaved by her own magical machinations.  And then it was over. Nymfi shambled to her feet. eyes a pulsing pink  as she looked at Darkwitt.

"What....what do I do..?" She said, as if quietly pleading for an order.

"I am a man of my word, Nymfi. Cognizant is yours. Enjoy the party. indulge. reset the program, keep the magic going. You ARE Cognizant. Make the Masterminds dance to your tunes. Free them. Play with them. Just remember who it is for." Darkwitt turned around and pressed a button. a Logout screen forming in front of him. He turned his head back.

"Thank you for your assistance."

"Yes Master~." Nymfi purred. Pressing her bust forward.

Darkwitt flickered out of existence. The room reconfigured into a magical throne room. Pink crystals festooning the walls as even the monitors turned into magical panes of glass. The screens showed the world as those who wished to leave were released. and those who wanted to worship their new mistress got to stay.

A purple bunny strut into the room right beside a now more pink Dr. Bright. "How can we serve Mistress?" they cooed. bowing respectfully. She might have gotten more than she could have asked for, but she was certainly not complaining.

at least for a few moments before the snake witch flickered into existence right beside her.

"SOOoooOOO CONGRATS Nymphi-poo!"

"AHGK FEK IT ALL WOMAN!"


DARKWITT:
Darkwitt pulled out of the simulation and collapsed into a seat. He had been channeling a lot of the logistics through his hippocampus to maintain much of his awareness to different parts of Cognizant simultaneously. A lion had stood guard outside the door to the simulation chamber, arms folded across his impressive bulk, making sure Darkwitt wasn't disturbed, while a raven in a secretary suit was managing data from a touchpad.

"Well? Did it work?" Darkwitt panted, drenched in sweat.

"I... yes Master. You were right. The Imperius Prism is fully powered. Rehme's been keeping track of the levels for you. Energy output is well beyond anything we could have anticipated" Visia said.

"Didn't think this dick measuring contest would have a point, but hey, two birds one stone." the Lion smirked. Darkwitt panted a breathless laugh.

"I am too tired to give you a comeback." He stood up and adjusted his tie. A full year of preparation. Logistics, management and tapping nearly every asset he had available to him just to get to this point. He scarcely believed it would pay off. He stared at the black mark on Visia's chest.

The Mark of Imperius was an odd piece of magic he picked up years ago. Before he devoted himself as a disciple of technology and science. It was something he barely understood, yet it was both a commitment from the wearer and a promise from the very core of his spirit that connected them together. He detested using something he didn't fully comprehend, but he was compelled to use it.

Why was control so important to him? Why was the loss and harnessing of thought and will and identity so fascinating to him? Was it merely because it thrilled him? Satisfied some carnal pleasure? Or did this singular compulsion come from something so much more profound?

He wanted to understand it. Find the root; the origins of its essence. That was where the Tip of the Triangle came in. It would be a journey beyond the limitations of his self. An observer giving record to worlds and ideas beyond his wildest imaginations. Somewhere, surely, he would find an answer.

A heavy paw rested on his shoulder, waking him from his introspection.

"You good?" Jack asked.

"Yeah. Yes. I'm just... a little tired."

"Sure you don't want to take a break?"

"No. Strike while the iron is hot, you know?"

Darkwitt stood up. Taking a minute to center himself. He walked forward to the deeper section of the simulator. On the other side of the door was a walkway. A catwalk that seemed to have no support structure, suspended in blackness. His cyan outline the only detailed markings in the room beyond. And yet, there seemed to be an inverted pyramid beyond, with a deeper, darker black than he could have ever produced on his own. He looked back at Visia and Jack, who both stared in silent concern. He lent himself no rest. There wasn't time. There never was. He offered a reassuring smile, briefly.

And with a step forward, his three dimensions shifted sideways, and he was gone.

PROJECT COGNIZANT: COMPLETE.


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Welcome to 2023, Cognites. it's that time of year again. But we're going to do it a little different:

I have alternate endings, other art, and audio I plan to release this month,. I started a little early with a Halloween Special a day or two ago.

I've made Four Masterminds for everyone to play with as they compete for control over the Focault.

But this is one curiosity I never got to do all year: The Alternate endings. I had intentions for what would happen if any of them would win. Writing out the hypnovember prompts all year, It could have genuinely been anyone's game. So be prepared to see how the world would have ended with Dr. Bright and Rockjaw in control as well.

I am sorry it's not nearly as involved as last year. But after losing the floor of my house, needing to replace my roof, having my savings drained and my employment cut effectively in half, I've had very little room to generate a budget beside my audio work paying my collaborators. Heck most of my art this year was generously gifted by so many wonderful people and I am eternally grateful.

So please. In my stead, Remain Cognizant.

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