Just listen to the nice music and keep your eyes on the flash multi-colored lights.

HoLY!!!!!!! I look so cute!!! And my hair is so fluffy!!! Thank you for drawing this saitseya!!

You're welcome :)

"Now just listen to the nice music and keep your eyes on the flash multi-colored lights."

Ooooooh, preeeeeetyyyyyy ... @_@

Just so you know Downloader, that's actually not how my tf comes about in the RP we're doing.

Oh I figured as much. And such a disclaimer only serves the purpose of lowering the fun level of THIS game right here.



"Ooooooh, preeeeeetyyyyyy ... @_@"

"Your name is Tony, just Tony. Tony Tiger. Any other name you might have had? Just a fantasy not worth thinking about. Just listen to the music and look at the pretty lights. You are a tiger, a LITTLE tiger boy. THere is nothing to be ashamed of, those things around your feet aren't yours, because your fur is pretty and shouldn't be hidden. Just listen to the pretty music, just look at the flashing colored lights."

"T-t-Toooony ... boy ... little. Fur is good." @_@

"That's right. Your name is Tony. Tony Tiger. You're a little boy tiger. Your fur is good. Your fur is nice. Your fur shouldn't be hidden from the world. Clothes make your skin itch anyway and would be too hot for you to wear in most weather anyway . . . The music helps you relax, the lights make everything so easy to understand and makes the confusion go away. Now what is your name Tony? What are you Tony Tiger? How old are you little boy tiger? What are those things around your feet? Do you recognize them?"

"N-name ... name is ... Tony ... Tony Tiger." A goofy grin has come over the boy's face. "I ... I'm a tiger ... A white tiger. And I ... am a little boy ... cute little boy. Things around me ... clothes ... not mine though. Hate clothes. Not right."

(I never saw this last night because you didn't use the reply button, sorry.)

A hand reached and ruffled the tiger-boy's hair, "Yes Tony, you're a white tiger boy. And yes, you are very cute. The music makes things so much more peaceful doesn't it? The lights make everything so much more clear doesn't?

You couldn't possibly be a human could you? Oh silly me, of course you can't be, you're a tiger boy. How could I make a stupid mistake like that? Were you ever a human? No. Those were just dreams that now fade like morning dew under the hot sun. What's not right Tony? Can you hold up your fingers to show me how many years old you are?" The hand tickled Tony under his chin.

(I'm pretty sure i did but my bad if I didn't. I guess it slipped cause it was so late.)

*Giggles and holds up ten fingers* THis many!

"That's right! What a very bright little white tiger boy you are! You're so smart! Now those clothes around you aren't yours, and they'd be for an adult human anyway. Would you LIKE to be a human adult Tony? Would you WANT to be one Tony? If not, maybe it would be better if you tore up these clothes and thew them in the garbage where they belong."

But ... they belong to somebody, mister.

"Well that person isn't here. And it was rude of them to leave their clothes all on the floor isn't it? That's not very polite or very nice. You should teach them a lesson about doing something so lazy. It's not nice to leave your clothes on the floor. That person shouldn't have done that and should have left them here. . . . so you wouldn't want to be an grown up or a human then Tony Tiger? "

Nope ... not me! *beams up at you cutely*

"That's good to hear Tony, that's very good to hear. So you're happy to be a little boy white tiger?"

Does this answer your question? *leaps up into your arms suddenly and laughs cutely*

*hugs back* "That's very good Tony The Tiger that's very good." The person made sure that Tony has a clear view of what he was doing as he took the clothes on the floor and threw them in a hamper where they'd be disposed of by incineration later. He showed Tony the photo ID in the wallet however. "Do you know who this is Tony? Any idea at all? Does it remind you of anyone?" The music and the lights continued to play and flash in the room. The adult animal person look intensely looking for any deceit or conflict on those big innocent eyes.

The tiger boy frowns slightly as he looks at the picture. "Who is he? I ... I feel like I should know him. OWwwwwwww!!!!!!" The tiger boy grabs at his head.

"That was who you used to be Tony. A human, an adult. But you don't want to be that do you Tony? You want to be YOU Tony, not someone who isn't you."

The tiger boy shook his head still holding it in his paws. "I wanna be me."

"Then let it all go, make it go away forever, not by not thinking about it, because that'll just make you think about it more. But you're Tony, The White Tiger Boy, and not Someone Else, then remember you're in charge of you, and just tell that Someone Else to go away, and he will."

"R-Really mister?"

The adult animal person (age progressed to help Tony's transformation and was looking foreword to having Tony as part of the family), "Yes Tony. Just think to those thoughts in your head that you don't need them any more, that they're not needed anymore. Tell them straight that you're Tony The Tiger and you'll be ride of them. And please, call me Tigger."

"Tigger? Why's that sound familiar?" Young Tony yawned a little, the influence of the lights and music still beating at him. In his head where it was hurting he was slowly telling those painful thoughts to stop and little by little, the pain started to go away. Sadly, so did his human memories and impressions.

Tigger watched in calm silence as Tony did away with his human memories and impressions himself. The lights and music continuing to play. Finally, Tony's head no longer hurt. Tigger switched off the music and light. Tony blinked in confusion at their sudden vanishing. Tigger showed Tony the picture ID again. "Do you know who this is?"

"Nope!" Tony said with pure absolute truth, any traces of who that person had been had gone down the pipe, through the sewer, by the sewage treatment plant, and out into the ocean.

The person who Tony had been had signed the lifetime contract with their community, and was now ready to join.

"Good white tiger." Tigger said ruffling Tony's hair more. The music and lights were no longer needed, and would never be needed again, Everything that made Tony The White Tiger Boy, Tony The White Tiger Boy was now completely internalized. "Now. I'm Tigger The Orange And Blue Tiger. What is your name? What is your species? What is your age?" Tigger meanwhile began to shrink back into a ten year old, Tony no longer needing an authority figure to hammer home his changes.

"Heehee, you're silly Tigger. Why're you trying to sound like an adult?" Tony said, giggling as Tigger shrank back to his younger age. "Oh yeah, my name's Tony, Tony Tiger! I'm a white tiger as you can see." Tony laughs and twirls around to show off his white fur and black stripes. "And I'm ten Silly. I told ya that before remember?" Tony let loose a radiant smile as he looked at the now much smaller tiger. Then his mind jumped to the next and most obvious conclusion. "Wanna play?!"

"SURE! COME ON!" Tigger took Tony's hand and led him out o the nearly blank white room, ready for the next immigrant or temp worker or curiosity seeker or new employee.

Tony had subconsciously kept every last bit of his education of his older incarnation, but now he remembered only learning it from books he had read himself or simply a 'knack' he had for experience. He'd serve the community and his new family well. But for now, it was time for Tigger to show Tony the sights and the fun and games. END.

That was fun Downloader. I didn't know you were such an excellent RPer.

Thank you. Glad you stayed with it.

No problem. When I get back from vacation in six weeks, I'll gladly work on a few more RPs with you. We could even take this spin of yours and turn it into something new and fun to write.

Hmmm?

What's the "Hmmmmm" for? If you're wondering why I'll be away so long it's because my parents don't really like me talking to people I haven't met face to face and it's their computer I'll be using at home. So while I'm off from school, I can't really talk to many people on FA. I can comment on art, but that's about it.

No the "hmmm?" was for, "We could even take this spin of yours and turn it into something new and fun to write."

well yeah. You made it look like there's some sort of secret community of furries and that some people either joiin willingly, sneak in, or stumble in and are then silenced by tf. It sounds quite interesting.

It was mostly intended as a RECONSTRUCTION of the average mental change ironically. http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.p.....Reconstruction

well I liked it myself. It made me think of a certain episode in What's New Scooby Doo.

It's also a Never Never Land because there are no adults.

Really? And the kids stay kids forever? Doesn't that get a little old after a while for them? Or is there some magical force that keeps them occupied?

They manage.

Do they stay kids mentally too? What I mean is do their minds stay focused on kids stuff like cartoons and playing videogames and running around and stuff like that?

Yeah pretty much. Though the artist types are capable of major creative expression. Even if their tastes in entertainment stay simple.

They can also play act adults when need be as Tigger showed but at the end it's just a performance.

Sortof to put on a public face when visitors come?

Ironically I was figuring that they eventually realize their secluded life style doesn't work, and instead become a theme park to handle the practical side that also functions as a gated community that you could supposed be born, live, get married and die without ever having to leave if it wasn't inhabited and run by a clan of immortal kids.

huh, intriguing.

And the idea would be the only ones they FORCE the change on are gate-crashers and scalpers and the like.

but do they always have to erase the person's previous identity?

They prefer 'modify and adapt' to the word erase, since none of them are exactly alike even if put through the same changes.

But their old selves are technically still gone aren't they Alex?

If you want to be technical.

Your old self from when you were five is gone too.

Not really. It's just a part of who I am today. That five year old is still there, just like the four year old, and the ten year old and all the others.

IMHO the 'I am' I am is always changing anyway.

The idea behind that two kids even if they go through the same mental changes won't turn out the same is that they've been reborn, not erased. After all, they might as well using cloning if that was the case.

And I agree. What I meant by losing their old selves wasn't that they'd be exactly the same, just that they would no longer be the mature adult they once were. A new personality would implant itself in them. Probably based off of their old selves, thus allowing them to be individuals and different rather than the same as you were saying before. So essentially they have lost who they once were and become someone completely new.

It's not 'implanted' it's born and grows with what's already there. Implanted implies something alien. The best kind of brainwashing is when you get the subject to brainwash themselves.

too true. Just prompt it enough and their brains will rewrite the rest.

Exactly. Wiping someone clean and implanting something new, or forcing a new set of commands or wills on top of what's there, just makes the subject chafe at best and dead inside at worst.

(as long as it stays clean I'll allow the rp here, also omni, check your notes :) )

I'm certainly enjoying myself!

Okay, will do.

Also seiniyta, you should know I abhor doing anything adult in my RPs. The farthest I'll ever go is mature and even then I try to keep it general and appropriate for all audiences.

lol, no probs for me :)