Wrestling
Added 2022-06-10 23:07:32 +0000 UTCYour hypnotist challenges you to an arm wrestle. It'll go well, right?
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The two of you sat at the table, and grabbed one another’s offered hand. There was a pillow on either side. “Okay, toy. You ready to lose?” They winked at you.
You smirked. “Yeah right, this’ll be easy.” I’ll finally have something I can beat you at.
They simply smiled. “If that’s what you think, toy. Though, we both know you don’t win for long. You ready?” You nodded. “Then 3, 2, 1, go!” You tensed as they did, and you saw the initial advantage you had. “I know, I know toy, I know you’re winning. You’re doing so well.”
They were looking into your eyes, and you looked back at them, still tensing, but now with something more interesting to look at. “Using all your energy, all your power, on winning. You can do it, I believe in you. Just use more, and more energy. All your energy going into this.”
You felt it. The rest of your body becoming relaxed, loose, all whilst your arm became stiff, tense, and more able to slowly push. “And each second that passes, your energy is more and more focussed into that arm. But what happens when you win? Where does that energy go?”
They were holding you back at a 45 degree angle, but you could see them slipping. “Where does your awareness go? With nothing to focus on after victory? I think we both know. It goes…” Their arm stopped fighting you, and as your arm travelled, your mind slipped. “Down.”
You opened your eyes, what had happened? You were sitting at the table, your arm and their arm upright, locked together. “Okay, are you ready?” They looked at the surprise in your eyes. “Did you drift off, toy?”
You blinked in surprise. “Didn’t I… Win already?”
They laughed. “Oh no toy, how would you win? We haven’t even started yet. Are you ready?” You nodded, still a little confused. “Okay, 3, 2, 1, go!” You pushed, but they had the advantage. And no matter how much you strained, you couldn’t stop your arm’s inevitable descent.
