#deprogrammed ford au

[thecluelessdoctor]

He's cool I'm sorry.

[howwelldoyouknowyourmoon]

I was asked to search for a missing Norwegian girl caught up in the Moonies – Petra

▲ Me as an au pair in 1989.

In the mid 1980’s at the age of 21, I was an au pair in California, United States. I lived in Mill Valley, a fancy neighborhood north of the Golden Gate bridge.

In my free time I used to go to the Swedish Church, located on Hyde Street between Lombard Street and Fisherman’s Wharf, in downtown San Francisco. The church was a safe haven for au pairs and other folks from Europe who had gone out to explore the big world.

One day I stumbled into two Norwegian siblings who had come to the States to look for their younger sister. Some years before she had been caught up in a Korean cult called the Unification Church and they were very concerned about her well-being since they’d lost all contact with her.

▲ Mr. and Mrs. Moon greet the Russian president Mikhail Gorbachev and his wife Raisa. A handshake that according to the movement legitimized Sun Myung Moon as being the Messiah.

Sun Myung Moon founded the Unification Church. He passed away in 2012; he was a self-proclaimed Messiah who said he had met the biblical Jesus and now had his mandate to establish God’s Kingdom on earth. [ LINK to Moon and Jesus ]

As a Moonie you serve Mr. Moon, also referred to as ‘True Father’. You do this by recruiting new members, raising money to the movement and eventually you marry a partner chosen by Mr. Moon.

A true win win-situation for the cult.
 If you are truly blessed you can give away your children through adoption. This is a true win-win situation, because by doing so a childless couple somewhere out there finally becomes a real family and you can once again give ‘True Father’ your full attention without the distraction of a child. This is the ultimate proof of love and devotion.

The cult had a recruiting base downtown and a training camp in the mountains a few hours’ drive north of San Francisco. Since the siblings would not be welcome into the cult’s surroundings, they asked me if I wanted to make my way into the organization by allowing myself ‘to be recruited’ by the cult. Hopefully, on the inside, I would be able to locate their sister, so that they could take action and arrange for her to be kidnapped and deprogrammed by a special team that was standing by. And oh, could I barely wait!

The Preparation I prepared myself by watching interviews with ex-members on videotape so that I knew what special treatment I could expect.

I learned about how love-bombing – overwhelming and unmotivated love and attention – in combination with little sleep and a tight schedule would serve their purpose to indoctrinate me and make me one of them.

I also met with psychologists and deprogrammers who showed me things I should be aware of, and take precautions against.

The plan was simple.

We would arrange for me to be picked up by a Moonie in Union Square in downtown San Francisco – a place where they recruit many new members. I would then agree to come along to their student camp in the mountains.

▲ Union Square in San Francisco

Once in the camp I would take a lot of pictures, without attracting unnecessary attention. Lots of parents around the world had children hidden in the cult, and if I could return with picture proof that their sons and daughters were in the camp, captors stood ready to steal back the young people to their families.

Most important of all was that I went home when the weekend camp was over. I was under no circumstances allowed to stay after the four day long camp ended. Though, I was told that both the car and the phone were always ‘broken’ on the last evening of the camp – to prevent people from leaving. The reason was simply that they occasionally needed more time to break some of the visitor’s mental defenses.

The Recruitment


One Saturday we got to work. I dressed myself typically Swedish (neon-colored shorts), took a visible stand at the square, unfolded a big tourist map and waited. All supervised by the kidnappers who stood at a safe distance.

After approximately 15-20 minutes I hear a voice behind me; ”Hello?”
I turned around and meet Ted for the first time, my ticket into the Unification Church.
By coincidence the next camp started next Thursday

Did I need help, I seemed lost? Was I only passing through? Ah, I came from Sweden, that’s sounds nice. Ted told me that he belonged to an international Student organization.
And by the way, would I be interested in sharing a cup of coffee at their office nearby?


A few hours later I had finished my coffee, seen the picture of the Organization’s founder on the wall and met countless of smiling students who all spoke inspiringly of a camp in the mountains.

By coincidence the next camp started next Thursday. Ted asked me if I wanted to come along. Of course I wanted.

After a few hours’ drive in an old minivan filled with young people, we reached our destination – Maacama Hill.

▲ The girls’ building at Camp K, Maacama Hills

▲ The kitchen at Camp K

The pace was rapid right from the start with early mornings, late nights, and intense activities all day long. I was not left alone for one second.

New boys were constantly shown attention by the sweetest Moonie girls — and new girls shown the same by the most charming Moonie boys.

▲ Camp K leaders, Susan on the left.

As time went by, the small talk more and more turned towards existential questions. Had I ever thought about the meaning of life? Was I satisfied with my life?

Then we were introduced to the first lecture in the class room. Participation was voluntary, of course, but not going to the lectures was simply not an option.

Soon we spent more time in the classroom than we did on the volleyball court. The purpose of the teaching was to prove that Sun Myung Moon was the new Messiah.

Now it was getting really hard to do this spy thing. It was emotionally hard. I felt as if I was betraying the new young people in the camp since I saw them becoming prey for the cult without being able to warn them. But how could I?

I had been sent into the camp with a mission and I simply could not reveal my true identity without endangering my assignment.

And besides, what would the leaders do if they found out I was a spy? My quest was to take as many pictures as possible, lay low and get a ride home on Sunday night. Period.

▲ Lecture on the Divine Principle: “Jesus failed, since he died on the cross, right? So a new Messiah would have to complete the Mission, right?” (Picture: HERE)

Everything became more intense as we got closer to Sunday. The generally held “Good to see you” songs at breakfast were replaced by religious songs with lyrics about the ‘True Father’. A short prayer was held before every meal and the discussions became more personal and intrusive, the breaks got shorter and the lessons longer.

On the Saturday evening we had a barbecue on the river bed. When all the sausage and marshmallows were eaten, there was a revival meeting.

▲ I am wedged between two Moonie friends. (Picture: HERE)

Two dark-haired sisters sang religious songs with empathy, and with tears running down their cheeks, they explained how they had found the true meaning of life in the Unification Church.

▲ Happy sisters. (Picture: HERE)

Then one of the leaders gave a short sermon with such passion that the fire next to him faded in comparison.

▲ Camp K mini-store

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How did Petra get out?

Full story and more photos:

https://petrahellsing.wordpress.com/2015/06/24/search-for-a-moonie/

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Camp K, aka Maacama Hill, Unification Church recruitment camp

Moonwebs by Josh Freed (the book was made into a movie)

Crazy for God: The nightmare of cult life by Christopher Edwards

Ford Greene – the former Moonie became an attorney

My Time with the Oakland Family Moonies – by Peter from New Zealand

Testimony of Ingo Michehl – assault by Japanese leader caused lung collapse

The Moonie recruitment camps in Northern California

Resources for Recovering from Cults and Abusive Relationships

‘Misunderstanding Cults’ book
 – Introduction and chapters by Benjamin Beit-Hallami and by Benjamin Zablocki

[doctortreklock]

AU-gust 22 - Futuristic AU

For this. On AO3.

Captain’s Log - Dean Winchester of the USS Free Will Stardate 2254.42

We got in a bit of a scrape with some unfriendly locals on the planet and found ourselves unable to evacuate due to an ion storm. Which apparently Cmdr. Walker was unable to detect in advance, despite the size of the storm. This marks the fourth time in three months that Cmdr. Walker has failed to note a relevant scientific fact, despite his role as Chief Science Officer.

During our time on the planet, Dr. Winchester was able to...

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Captain’s Log - Dean Winchester of the USS Free Will Stardate 2254.135

Following recommendations from myself, Dr. Winchester, and First Officer Harvelle, Chief Science Officer Walker has chosen to resign his post and retire, effective as soon as a reasonable replacement can be located. He will be leaving Starfleet with full honors.

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Personal Log - Capt. Dean Winchester of the USS Free Will Stardate 2254.167

It has been two days, four hours since we picked up our new Science Officer, and I hate him already. Sammy said not to judge him so quickly, since we’re going to be stuck with him for the remainder of our five year mission, if not longer, but he said it with that pinched look that means he really does hate him as much as I do.

I’ve never worked with an Angel before. I knew they were aloof and cold, but the sheer lack of empathy. God. He’s an unfeeling bastard and it makes me wish I could punch him in the face and keep my command. Even if it would hurt me more than it hurt him.

...Okay, I just listened to that again, and I think I need to push for one of those mandatory ship-wide tolerance seminars again.

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Captain’s Log - Dean Winchester of the USS Free Will Stardate 2254.181

...four members of the landing party affected by an unknown poison, including myself. Though I was unconscious for most of the remainder of the mission, I was later filled in by Dr. Winchester and Cmdr. Harvelle.

Though the away party remained under threat from the native Tulian people, Dr. Winchester and Chief Science Officer Castiel were able to fabricate an antidote to the poison using the readings they acquired from their tricorders and the limited supplies they both keep on hand, as the transporter remained inoperative during this time. I have since been assured by Cmdr. Novak that the transporter malfunction was an anomaly that will not be repeated.

I am recommending commendations for Cmdr. Castiel and Lt. Cmdr. Winchester for exemplary service under pressure.

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Personal Log - Capt. Dean Winchester of the USS Free Will Stardate 2254.205

...how much is actual incomprehension and how much is willful misinterpretation. I swear, we had just talked about the structure of Human jokes and I know he knows more about prime numbers than I do. I think at this point he just gets a kick out of it. I mean, every time he pulls off one of his straight-faced Humans-are-so-strange routines, his eyes just freaking glimmer and he smiles a bit, just on one side.

Everyone on this ship must be blind if they can’t see how much he enjoys messing with us.

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Captain’s Log - Dean Winchester of the USS Free Will Stardate 2254.272

Our newest mission from Starfleet has required us to stop off at Houston IX to pick up an ambassador, whom we will then shuttle to Carthage.

We did not experience any difficulties picking up the ambassador. Once he was on board, however, it became clear that we had a problem.

Ambassador Crowley is a Demon, from the planet Demos in the Etheril system. Cmdr. Castiel is an Angel, from the planet Angelii in the Etheril system.

These two planets have been at war with each other for-fucking-ever, and I can’t believe Starfleet just royally screwed this one up, SO badly--

...Computer, delete--

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Personal Log - Capt. Dean Winchester of the USS Free Will Stardate 2254.272

...that douchebag Crowley has the gall to stand all smug in the transporter room and say that he’s terribly sorry for the confusion and he deeply hopes that the inconvenience won’t be an issue. The dick.

Castiel, on the other hand, was what I’m pretty sure passes as spitting mad on Angelii. I’m not sure how I ever believed he didn’t have any emotions because oh boy were they written all over his face. I’m frankly very surprised he didn’t smite Crowley where he stands for the audacity to come aboard his starship.

This officially puts paid to any belief I had in those rumors about Angels being able to melt eyeballs or kill people with a touch, because if he had those powers, I’m pretty sure Castiel would have used them, rank or no.

Then, as soon as I became aware of this little snafu, I had to go ring up the Admiralty and try to figure out what the fuck was going on. Because the blood feud between the Demons and the Angels was basic knowledge and the first bullet point in the personnel files for everyone from either planet.

There aren’t that many Angels in Starfleet, and even fewer Demons, so I’m not buying Zachariah’s butter-wouldn’t-melt routine. The Free Will is the only ship in the quadrant with any crew member from the Etheril system, so there’s no way we were picked at random to ferry Crowley around.

Someone’s got it out for Castiel, and I won’t stand for...

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Captain’s Log - Dean Winchester of the USS Free Will Stardate 2254.312

...injuries acquired while protecting a senior officer from harm. Dr. Winchester has assured me that Cmdr. Castiel will make a full recovery. The arrow that was meant for me hit him in the chest, which would be lethal for a Human, but Angelic biology differs in both the placement of internal organs and their capacity for rapid healing. I have been informed that Cmdr. Castiel can be expected back at his post within the week.

I am recommending commendations for Cmdr. Castiel for bravery under fire and dedication to the lives of crewmembers. I am also recommending commendations to Lt. Mills...

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Personal Log - Capt. Dean Winchester of the USS Free Will Stardate 2254.346

...turns out that Cas hasn’t seen any of the new holos with Ford Harrison. Or any of the older ones. Actually, scratch that.

It turns out that Cas hasn’t seen any holos. Not even older two-dimensional films. Nothing. Nada. Zip. Zilch.

And that’s a crying shame. I have a large media collection, and I am not afraid to use it. We’ve started weekly movie nights. I’m also trying to introduce him to Earth snacks while I’m at it. Popcorn hasn’t gone over well, but he’s surprisingly into Thin Mints.

After we watch through my entire Ford Harrison collection, I might break out the older classics. Nothing quite like shiny, low-budget, low-tech, computer-animated explosions to lighten the mood.

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Captain’s Log - Dean Winchester of the USS Free Will Stardate 2255.11

...seems like the rumors of extrasensory perception have not been exaggerated. Though we were unable to detect any signal on the frequency he described, Cmdr. Castiel has made it clear that he has been summoned back to his home planet for some urgent business.

While the Free Will is technically on a mission to deliver supplies to Lunar Base Kappa, it is not an urgent assignment, so we have time to detour to the Etheril system. If we had not been able to, however, Cmdr. Castiel made it clear that he would be returning to his home planet, with or without the ship.

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Personal Log - Capt. Dean Winchester of the USS Free Will Stardate 2255.25

...won’t even talk to me anymore outside of shift! He’s cancelled the last two movie nights, and I swear he’s been avoiding me at mealtimes.

I don’t think I even realized how much time we’d spent together until we stopped.

I’m not sure what those bastards on Angelii did to him, but I swear to god...

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Personal Log - Capt. Dean Winchester of the USS Free Will Stardate 2255.47

I’m not sure what finally did it, but he’s talking to me again.

Sammy’s been giving me worried looks for a month, and I’m pretty sure he was working himself up to one of those “you know I care about you, and you’re my brother, but I have to look after the whole ship, and you’re being a dick right now” speeches. Because I totally was. Snappish and frustrated and irritated. ...all because Cas wasn’t returning my calls.

Metaphorically. My metaphorical calls. Because I wasn’t calling him. Obviously.

Anyway.

He’s talking to me again. If I had to put a guess on it, I’d say it probably had something to do with the discussion we had on the Angelii government and social hierarchy. Well, “discussion.”

I might have ranted and yelled at him, but I was concerned, and he didn’t look phased, so I’m not going to worry about crossing any hypothetical boundaries here.

And I’m not sure what it was. But the next morning he met me for breakfast in the mess before shift as if we’d never stopped hanging out. I’m not sure where I went wrong, but I might know how to fix it if it happens again.

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Personal Log - Capt. Dean Winchester of the USS Free Will Stardate 2255.93

Someone’s going to die.

I haven’t quite figured out who yet, but they’ve got Zachariah in their pocket, and they’re the ones who called Cas back home, and they’ve got nothing good planned.

I’m not sure what they wanted with Cas, but I deprogrammed him again and I’m keeping him, come hell or high water, so I’d like to see them try and take him again. I’ll be waiting for them.

...Shit. Does this count as a premeditated confession in a court of law? Probably best to be on the safe side then. Just in case. Computer, delete--

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Captain’s Log - Dean Winchester of the USS Free Will Stardate 2255.127

...little evidence of large-scale corruption, it is nevertheless apparent that the Daughters of Lucifer were not a small or poorly funded organization.

Their activities - including the targeting of my Chief Science Officer - have been shut down, but I am recommending extensive monitoring of the entire Etheril system, as well as planets with large Angel or Demon populations. Both Abaddon and Ruby have evaded capture and it is not clear what their next moves are.

I am recommending a commendation for creative strategy under pressure for Cmdr. Castiel and commendations for bravery under fire for Cmdr. Harvelle, Cmdr. Castiel, Cmdr. Novak, Lt. Cmdr. Winchester, Lt....

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Captain’s Log - Dean Winchester of the USS Free Will Stardate 2255.135

We are hoping for a quiet mission on Altair VII. Cmdr. Novak believes he has devised a way to operate the transporters through an ion storm. Cmdr. Castiel has identified one beginning to brew here in the upper atmosphere, so we’re going to try testing that theory.

Lt. Cmdr. Mills will be leading the away team with Ensigns Jones, Novak, Spengler, and Zeddmore. The primary aim of this mission is to test Cmdr. Novak’s hypothesis by attempting to transport blocks of matter to and from the surface of the planet. The secondary aim of the mission is to take tricorder readings of the air, soil, and native flora.

Cmdr. Castiel will take the conn during this mission, as it falls entirely within the purview of the Science Division. This will also serve as a test of Cmdr. Castiel’s aptitude for command, as Cmdr. Harvelle has indicated that she will be seeking a promotion to captain when we next return to Earth later this year, leaving the First Officer’s position vacant.

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Personal Log - Capt. Dean Winchester of the USS Free Will Stardate 2255.165

Sammy’s been giving me weird little half-glances all day, but it wasn’t until I got back to my room ten minutes ago that I figured out why.

It’s been a year since Cas came on board.

Just for kicks and giggles, I went back to listen to the first couple logs I made after he joined the crew. Man, was I wrong back then.

Cas isn’t cold or aloof or emotionless; I just didn’t know how to read him yet. I’m not sure if that’s a Cas thing or more of an Angel thing, but it definitely makes me happy that he’s on board. He’s my best friend, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Between Crowley and Lucifer and all of the day-in, day-out missions we’ve had while boldly going, it’s been a rough year, but never let it be said that the Free Will is boring.

I think I can hear Cas in the hallway, so I’ll cut it short. It’s movie night.

Winchester out.

[kaiyax1]

I made a doc of every gravity falls au I could remember, here’s the link if you want to add any or if you know who made one of the au’s I didn’t know who made. gravity falls aus are my hyperfixation.

[thecluelessdoctor]

man I wish I could make a cool Ford au, I love alot of these...

OH WAIT.

HELLRRRRRRRRR!! I've had this Ford au bouncing around in my brain for a hot minute and finally decided to put the idea on paper!

Meet Deprogrammed Ford, a Ford that's a husk of his former self.

In THIS lovely au, Ford, by the request of his muse, decides to work of bringing back the very old, and very unknown religion of ciphertology, himself as it's prophet (it made sense because he was the only one bill spoke to to Ford's knowledge)

He was working in the cult after the memory gun was made, but before Fiddleford left the project.

Instead of Ford realizing he's been betrayed and going into paranoia, and contacting Stan, bill lies to him more, refusing to come with his real plan, and convincing Ford to keep going with he plan. But before he can, he is apprehended by the society of the blind eye

They attempt to erase his memories, mostly of the ciphertology cult, and of his muse.

It doesn't work however, as bill and Ford's deal is still working. Bill isn't going to let Ford go that easily.

Years are spent trying to "deprogram" Ford from Bill, and ciphertology. By the time he's deprogrammed entirely, if you will, he's nothing more than a husk with memories and a brain.

Yeah. Anyway sorry bye.

[thecluelessdoctor]

Oh man what if I accidentally made. Another ask blog

@deprogrammed-ford-pines PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

[thecluelessdoctor]

OKAY HAVE SOME DEPROGRAMMED FORD BECAUSE I KINDA LOVE HIM

Blows him up

oh man that lore.

That lore got him good.

Also his backside ✨

If we can't tell I really like the "if lost return to bill tattoo" as I have it on basically every ford design I've made lMAO.

OH MAN THE LORE GOT HIM GOOD.

A concept in this au is that even though Ford is "deprogrammed", and been hit with the memory gun one too many times, bill still has power and control over him, at least to a degree. When Ford passes out, usually bill can take over, especially in the first few months of Ford captivity. Ford was dangerous in this state, so the society took to quite literally chaining him till bill gave up.

[kaiyax1]

I legit just rambled to my gf about different gravity falls aus and everytime I thought I was done I remembered another

(aus i mentioned, i forgot a lot and im sad i didnt say them especially non euclidean geometry au)

Reverse falls, relativity falls, time stuck Mabel au, ford labs au, fordget, deprogrammed ford au, star falls, Steve was there au, drifting stars, therapy au, handyman bill, Mr bill pines au, memory erased ford au, music box bill au, witch bill au

[thecluelessdoctor]

deprogrammed Ford we love you, we shout in union.

We as in the royal we.

He's so stupid

My friend said he looked like hamilton which now I can't unsee and now I'm sad :(

Anyway.

bANG BANG!! I LIKE DRAWING HIS GUN IDK

Woah lore? More? Idk lmao

[thecluelessdoctor]

Someone ask me questions about any of my aus. Pretty please