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The last thing She Hulk remembered was walking into her apartment when with no warning the room filled with some sort of purple gas.  After that was blackness.  Her eyes slowly fluttered open and she found herself lying on a floor.  She pushed herself up and looked around.  She was in a room with no doors, just walls and a a ceiling.  One thing she noticed was that there were large screens mounted to each of the walls as well as the ceiling.   She was about to punch her way out and get to the bottom of who was behind all this when all at once, each of the screens flickered to life.  Each of the screens had the same display; a black and white

"What do you mean intervention!?" Harley Quinn protested. "I care about you, Harley," her partner in crime Poison Ivy began.  "And I'm sick of seeing that psychotic clown treat you like dirt.  You deserve better than that." "Look red, I know you mean well," Harley said, folding her arms across her chest.  "But you don't know what you're talking about.  You just don't know Mr. J like I do.  No one does." "You're right," Ivy agreed.  "I see him for what he really is.  He's no good for you, Harley." The former psychiatrist was beginning to get annoyed.  "If you don't stop bad-mouthing Mr. J I'm leaving."  She stood from her chair, but Ivy grabbe

Jessica was eager to finish the last pizza delivery of her shift and call it a night.  She was more than ready to go home and relax for awhile.  Plus, although she wouldn’t admit to this, she was a little nervous about being in this neighborhood late at night since it was so close to the zoo.  She’d heard a story on the news about a snake escaping from there.  As far as she knew the snake still hadn’t been found, and the idea of it hiding in some bush or tree and popping out at her if she got too close terrified her. Jessica was twenty years old.  She had pale skin, light red hair and blue eyes.  Right now she was wearing a

The first time Nanao Ise managed to release her shikai, she just stared at it curiously for awhile.  She had seen most of her fellow leiutenants shikais, so she had been expecting her sword to transform into some sort of offensive weapon like all of theirs did.  Instead, her sword had turned into a flute. After looking it over carefully, she decided to give playing it a try.  What else was she supposed to do with a flute, after all?  She brought it to her lips and began to blow into it.  She had never picked up an instrument before, but through her bond with her zanpaktou, she found herself simply knowing which notes to play and how to play t

“Hey, Crona,” Maka said in greeting as she entered her friend’s room.  “What are you reading?” “It’s a book about hypnosis,” the painfully shy DWMA student answered.  “I thought maybe I could use it to make myself more confident.” “Interesting,” Maka said.  She’d read about hypnotism before, but had never actually seen it done.  “Can I watch?” she asked curiously. “Um, I guess so,” Crona answered somewhat hesitantly. Maka pulled up a chair and watched as Crona began to swing the watch he was holding back and forth in front of his face.  He fo

"Have a great day," the cashier said cheerfully as he handed Connor his sack of manga.   "You too," Connor replied, taking the bag.  He started heading towards the exit when a man burst through the door and yelled, "You have to stay here, Connor!" Connor stopped, a look of confusion on his face.  "How come?" was the first question he thought to ask. "We're inside of your mind right now," the stranger claimed.  "You're being hypnotized, and you created this place subconsciously to hide your free will.  Leave and you'll lose it.  Maybe forever." "That bull!"  yelled a young woman who entered behind him. "The longer he stays here, distracted by

"That's it, just keep staring into the watch," David instructed his friend Jay as he swung said watch back and forth.   "Hey, Dave," Kyle said as he entered his brother's room without knocking.  "I need to borrow your... what's going on here?" "He's in a trance," Dave explained. "Neat," Kyle said.  "Are you going to make him do embarassing stuff?" "Doesn't work that way," Dave replied, shaking his head.  "I can't make him do anything he doesn't really want to. Observe:  Jay, punch yourself in the face." Jay continued to sit there, arms hanging harmlessly at his side.   "Okay, so if you aren't doing this to mess with him, then what's the ide

"There are still two empty chairs up here," Jim the hypnotist informed the crowd.  "Can I get two more participants to fill them?" "This whole thing is silly," Jenny protested yet again as Alison held both of their hands in the air. "Oh, come on," said Alison.  "It could be fun." "You and you," the hypnotist said as he pointed towards the two girls.  "Come on up to the stage." The two college students stood, and Jenny allowed her more eager friend to drag her across the auditorium to the stairs that lead up to the stage.   "Hypnosis only works in animated movies you know," Jenny insisted. Alison pretended not to hear as she went up the step

When Ashley first hypnotized Nathan into being her butler, she had been specific with her instructions towards him; he would clean the house and prepare her meals for her daily and always follow any direct command she gave.  But the ordinarily clever girl never thought to order Nathan not to try regaining control, so he was able to hatch his plan uninterrupted.   One fateful day Ashley fell asleep after dinner (she never said not to mix sleeping potion into her food) and Nathan used the opportunity to carefully remove the pendant she had used to ensnare him from around her neck. The mistress of the house awoke to find her magical talisman swi