Topic: The Tensies
Sometimes I have random ideas that I think are hilarious. This is my latest one. Know how in The Office, Michael Scott has the Dundies? What if Tension had those and called them…The Tensies. These are just for fun and ones I thought of right now. Feel free to add your own and/or vote
Best Imposter – Mr. Ohio, Tom Barrow, Aleister Gordon
Best Couple – @electrichippo and III, @kasch and @thebuz , myself and @reaton , Addison and Four, DLB and Clint, Addison and Mark/Benny, Alesiter and @coryphella
Best Stage Presence – Atticus Gordon, Jonathan Luther, Ellis Gordon
Funniest – Simon, joke guy from the donut mixer, Four, III
Best Hood – The One event, the donut mixer, the “Hood” event
Best Read – Addison’s Journal, any of Four’s posts, any of IIIs posts, the monthly newsletters
- This topic was modified 3 years ago by Mike.
I returned from my 2nd time through Ascension and I feel strength in my devotion to Addison. Strength in my trust in her ability. And strength in her power to overcome the obstacles in her path. After what I witnesses, I have no doubt in my mind that I put my faith in the right place tonight.
If the first time through was about being present, the second time through is about feeling something. And feeling something powerfully. I felt for so many of the characters tonight: I almost cried as Simon told me his story, and my heart felt like it was going to burst as Addison screamed at the end. But I’m getting ahead of myself. Let me start at the beginning.
I arrived in the parking lot to see everyone huddled together. I noticed that Terrance, the same plant I had last time, was our plant again. As a few friends had Terrance as well and his name stayed the same, I thought I would be safe using that name. I ran up to him and said “Terrance, it’s so good to see you again.” He looked shocked and replied with “uhh, my name is John. You must have me confused with someone else.” “Oh my bad, you really look like an old friend.” The group laughed and seemed to buy it. We chit-chatted idly until the van arrived and we entered. I was the first one out. Susan, the handler with the bobbed haircut and the dark eyes, looked overjoyed to see me. “Taylor, I’m glad you came back!” I said I was glad too and everyone lined up against the wall. A normal looking man walked up and down the line, inspected a few of our papers and then informed his mic that I was coming in first.
I entered the compound and went right up to Mary Lynn and warmly greeted her. She seemed a little surprised but then settled into her warm, yet flirty ways. She gave me a big hug and put both hands onto my face and told me how good it was to see me again. She led me into the picture room where Miles took my picture. Following Hazel’s example, I asked Mary Lynn if I could get a picture with her, and she seemed estatic that I asked. We took a picture together and she asked if she could sign it for me. I agreed and she left the room. Miles and I spoke at length and he told me of how he loved his job and was glad I liked mine. He told me he was grateful for all the OOA has given him and he’d be hard pressed to say anything negative about them. “I was sad that I had no shoes, until I met the man that had no feet.” Always be thankful for what you have he said. Those words rung true even more now that it is the month of giving thanks.
A new woman entered, and I asked her her name. Mrs. Waters she told me. She took me and lead me through a few hallways until we arrived at the processing room. Simon stood waiting for me, and he came up to me and asked why I had returned. I told him I wanted to make sure Sabrina was okay. He seemed to think on it and then told me to wait there. As I waited, the music changed, and Samson and The Suit (as Bryan calls him) entered the room, followed by Addison being dragged across the room by handlers. They set her in the seat at the the middle processor’s table. Then Josh Randall (of Blackout) was brought out from the door and placed across from her. The Suit asked Addison who she was. “Sabrina Kern” she responded with. The Suit slammed his hand against the table, angrily. “That is not the correct answer” He grabs her face “Who are you!!” “Addison Barrow” she says more meekly. They whisper a few more things and he speaks to Samson, but I can’t hear this over the music so I inch forward. “This is your fault.” The Suit points to Samson. “All of the data we’ve collected, all of it is corrupted now, unusable!! This is all because of them.” This time he points to Josh, and then glares at me. At this point Omar enters the room and stands next to me. Josh notices Omar and waves. Omar waves back. Samson says something that I couldn’t hear and The Suit responds with “Do you think I’m scared of you?! Do you think I’m scared of you!!!? I’m already DEAD.” and he walks off. Samson orders the handlers to take Addison out of there, and she begins to freak out. “Morior Invictus”. Addison collapses to the ground and they carry her out. Omar, another second timer named John, and I are left with Simon. He approaches us each again to ask why we are here and then orders us to strip down to nothing.
After disrobing down to our boxers, he orders us one by one to a processing desk that he commands. All of the women surround the table. We stand in front of them as they inspect our bodies. He asks who processed me the first time, and I point out the woman and he asks me her name. Sadly, I did not remember, and the women seem very disappointed. I reintroduce myself to her, and her name is Gail. He then asks me to describe the red room last time. Then he asks me to explain my experience in one sentence. I tell him it taught me to be present. He makes a joke saying that I guess I wasn’t that present if I didn’t remember her name. I apologize to Gail directly and tell her that I was not present before processing and it took the experience to make me present. I am sorry. They seem pleased with my answer and all touch me. I am asked if there’s anything I want to say. And I tell Simon that Kim and Rizzo both send their regards. He looks irked and orders me to sit down.
The other two men are processed and then Simon comes over to me. “Are you close with Kim?” “I would say we are good friends now.” “Oh.” “Hey Simon, what about Marigolds?” He looked a combination of despondent and betrayed. “Is there a story behind this” “Yes” he replies, but then Samson and The Suit returned to the room. They inspected us three, and inspected the two other applicants who were being processed as well. When they approached me, I stood and said “Hi Samson” and put out my hand to introduce myself to The Suit “what’s your name?” but no response. They seemed extremely disinterested in us and continued to inspect the room until they left.
We were then hooded (still in boxers) and taken to the classroom. As this seemed similar to the accounts of others, I’ll gloss over it. We were instructed to find the heart of the room, in which we did, and the note informed us of a lesson in judgement. A first handler was instructed to tell us one thing she liked about us, while the other was instructed to tell us one thing she did not like (the first liked my hair, and the second thought my eyes were too close together). Then they whispered in our ears a rule they broke and we were to judge them. We were lead back into the processing room and Addison and two handlers were in the room.
I walked over to her and said “It’s good to see you again, Sabrina”. She smiled and said “Oh, my name is Addison, I am the overseer.” “I’m Taylor, it’s nice to meet you again” “I know who you are.” She seemed very formal with me, so I decided to tell her one reason I was there: “I have a message from Michael Rizzo. When he was here last time you asked him a question and wanted him to think on the response. Well he thought on it, and he wanted me to give you his response. He does not stand by the practices of the OOA or the overseer, but he will stand by you Sabrina.” She looked confused as I was talking but when I said that he would stand by her, she looked as if she could cry. It was pure happiness and love. “Why… why would he do that?” “Because he cares about you, we all do, Sabrina.” “She looked genuinely happy and grabbed my hand, squeezing it tight. The handlers looked concerned and grabbed her, leading her from the room.
We were then instructed to put on jumpsuits. Afterwards, I approached Simon.
“Simon, can you tell me the Marigold story?”
“She was my wife. But she’s dead now.”
“I’m sorry, Simon, what happe—”
“I DID NOT KILL HER, if that’s what you were going to ask. I may be a cunt, but I’m not that much of a cunt. I have killed people, I was a marine, but I wouldn’t kill my wife. She was the victim of a home invasion. We kept a gun upstairs, but 70% of deaths during home invasions occur because the gun is turned on its owner. And that’s exactly what happened here”.
“I’m so sorry Simon. That must be incredibly tough. Do you blame yourself because you weren’t there?”
“Every fucking day. I wish I could have been there to save her. I love her.”
I wanted to give him a hug, but he stopped and walked off. Terence/John/Plant pointed out that there was a box on the center table and pondered what was in it since it was the only thing not white in the room. I told him I’d open it. So I stood up and walked across the room and tried, but it was locked. Simon told me to sit down, and from here the event then continued in the normal fashion. We were told to line up, completed the red room, led into the clock room, completed that, but at the end of the clock room, the three repeats were removed by Susan. I also asked her if her name was still Susan and she said yes. We were led out and met Ernest. He asked us questions and I asked him questions of the OSDM and Samson. He seemed to not know anything or didn’t want to tell us. He gave us hoods and then led us to a new area and stood us in a corner. Susan the handler began to play with my hands, stroking them with her finger tips, until finally she gave me a big hug and said “goodbye Taylor.” Then we were led somewhere else and our hoods were removed.
Addison/Overseer/Sabrina stood before us. She asked us each why were here. I informed her I wanted to let her know I stand by her. The other two said they were here to learn more. She then had us put hoods on again and said “Taylor first.” I was led into the red room again, and as it was removed, I realized THE ENTIRE CAST was standing before me. All handlers, all processors, Simon, Ellis, Samson, Addison… everyone was surrounding me. Addison spoke first “why are you here?” “Because I was worried about you, Sabrin–” “OVERSEER!!!” Everyone shouted in unison. It was so loud and abrupt, I was frightened. “Why are you here?” she asked again. “because I wanted to let you know I stand by your side, Sabrin–” “OVERSEER!!” They shouted again. And then Simon said “That’s it, I’ve had enough, and listed the hood. “Simon, let me talk to her, please” He didn’t care and threw the hood over my face. “Morior Invictis” I screamed… but I didn’t hear anything happen. Addison didn’t fall, no one gasped, nothing. I was left assuming that it had no power coming from my lips… but maybe there was more to I’d find out later?
When Omar returned, I asked him of his experience. He told me he just spoke of him wanted to find out more and personal growth and then was rehooded and removed. He talked about how amazingly powerful that scene and how cool the whole cast was. After our third was brought back, we heard Simon behind me say “Really lovely conversation you two, seriously lovely” in the most sarcastic tone I have heard in a long time. We were then led into a room with a big desk that Addison sat at, and our clothes were on top. She began to sing in English and it slowly switched into French and then Swiss German. As she sung, she wrote in her journal “My name is Addison” over and over again. When we were dressed. I asked her who the man in the suit was and what control he had over everything? And she just looked at the journal and said “I remember when Michael had this.” And I agreed. Then she leaned forward and whispered “they’re always watching me.” She then started speaking in Swiss German, and we all look confused. She told us that they implanted so many languages in her head, she can’t remember how they got there. She also reads her journal and does not remember writing them.. or living them.
Handlers came and led us from this room into the sage/ritual room. The ceremony began and after a few minutes, Addison interrupted it. “We know you are not the Oracles we seek, do you wish to continue this or would you rather see behind the curtain?” Obviously we chose the latter. “Then follow me, she said.” She led us to the area where people were getting their hands dunked in the wax. She instructed us to watch. I walked into the room, and she pulled me back to the doorway. She laughed and said “you’re just like Michael” referring to Rizzo. She asked us of what the goal of this was (to repeat the loss of senses of the first oracle). Then she began to excitably tell us that the truth is subjective. She began to rant that the truth is a search engine, but there is a bias. We always search for answers, they they are twisted. We are then taken to the security camera room where The Suit sat in a chair watching the monitors. She asked if there were any promising members and another man said these two–pointing at two people. Addison then leds us to a big area with chairs arranged in a circle. We are asked to pick a question to ask to determine. I decide the question and ask each member. We chose the correct one, and then we are led away.
We are led to the area that the chosen ones go to. As we pass by, we see all of the processors sitting uniformly and we see a naked woman bathing in blood with handlers all around her. In the room, Terence/John is in there. Addison tells us she is strong and this room was her idea. She never got to say goodbye to her parents, and wants everyone else to have that chance. I tell her “they may never get a chance to say goodbye again” and she looks at me very sadly and then gives me a good two minute hug. She thanks me, gives hugs to the other two and then leaves. We then speak to Terence/John for some time. He speaks of how Sabrina is called Addison always (“some method acting this is!”) and how his friend tried to ask out a handler but they are all crazy. This is really nuts and even as a plant, he’s scared. The OOA had them all fill out life insurance policies and set Aleister Gordon as the beneficiary. He said he wouldn’t sign it, but got a call the next day saying his life insurance was approved. He told us not to speak of this, and he feared what was going to happen. “This is all just fake, right?” He’d laugh nervously.
The rest played out rather similarly. The chosen one recorded his video, we were taken to the church, and the ascension failed. We ran from the compound and had our picture taken. But then Omar and I were called back. And this got interesting…
It was Samson who had called us in. Someone who had given me zero notice the entire day.
“Want to see something… funny?”
We entered the area with the chairs in a circle and saw Addison pacing in a circle.
“Who are you?” He said.
“I am Addison, the overseer”
He asked her of the oracles, of anoch, and of her devotion. And she responded each time.
“She thinks this is real. Hahaha. How funny is that?”
Addison became visibly upset and he continued to laugh. She yelled back at him and he looked at her like and yelled “twenty minutes in the hood!!”
All of the handlers ran out, grabbed Addison and put her in a chair, put the helmet on and covered her in a red cloth. Addison screamed. And screamed. And screamed.
It hurt me so much to hear that. To listen to her scream. And to be able to do nothing.
“You came back for her, right? Well go to her then.” Samson said.
I ran over to Addison. Removed the cloth and the helmet. I held her hand and as she regained composure, I asked her “who are you??”
“Do you have any other names?”
And as I said this, she leaned forward and whispered faintly in my ear, “just play along..” and she smiled.
“Hi Addison, I’m Taylor, it’s nice to see the overseer.”
Samson interrupted with “take her to processing.” I thought it was over, but Samson grabbed me by the arm and led me to processing right behind Addison. Addison was sat at the middle table and I was sat across from her, with Omar standing next to me. And as this scene played out it appeared to be an exact mirror of the scene that played out prior with Josh Randall sitting in my seat. But this time I could hear the conversation. The Suit entered the room and demanded who she was. She said “Sabrina Kern” and he slammed his hand into the table, blaming Samson and us for breaking her, for corrupting the data, making it unusable. He then asked, “what’s your name” And she said “Addison, the overseer”, but as she said this, she was staring at me. And I noticed she had a sly smile. She was lying. This was clear to me. The Suit exclaimed that he was not afraid of Samson and that he was already dead. And then Samson leaned forward to us, apologizing that she is broken. He then orders her to be removed from the room. The handlers grab Omar and I and start to drag us from the room.
I notice Addison is fighting back this time. It’s not like the ending we saw with Josh Randall. Samson notices this too. “Morior Invictus”… but nothing happens. Addison looks a little surprised herself. “MORIOR INVICTUS” he yells. Again, nothing…
“I am not your puppet” screams back Sabrina.
“MORIOR INVICTUS” and still nothing. The words have no power over Sabrina.
“I AM NOT YOUR FUCKING PUPPET”
This is the last thing I hear as I am dragged out the door of the OOA.
- This topic was modified 3 years ago by Taylor.
I’m sure most of you have seen the post from Darren Lynn Bousman describing the creation of The Tension Experience. It’s a good read, covering the creative inspiration that led him to create this project in the first place. But something at the end stood out:
The CULT of Tension is real. Its message and teachings are real. Please help and support this in the next few weeks because ultimately, I too, am just another puppet of the Institute…
Going back through the forums, it seems that given the Ellis Gordon fake-out there was some early discussion that perhaps Bousman and Clint Sears were also just fronts designed to draw attention to The OOA to help them recruit. Is this him saying as much, hidden inside a message designed to promote the “immersive theater experience” that is Ascension?
Granted, I know there are much simpler ways to read that text, and I may just be looking for things that aren’t there in the hopes that us latecomers will still be able to be part of some Indocrination-like experience. But I couldn’t help but notice that just around the same time that the blog post was promoted, The Tension Experience Facebook page posted its own update:
This story isn’t over yet… get ready for a third act twist.
Glory be, indeed.
Do you have Tension related photos? Do you have objects, flyers, emails, or other random things that are Tension related that you could take a photo of? Have you gone to a Tension social or event, or even snapped a neat screenshot from a Periscope? If the answer to any of these things is “yes” please consider uploading your stuff to instagram and tagging #thetensionexperience.
I did this today, and although it felt like it took decades since I’ve refused until today to partake in the evils of instagram, I’m now glad to have a record of all I’ve done and some of the great people I’ve met.
Let’s publicly display our love and enjoyment of this thing!
Here’s mine: Instagram – Kimberly/Electric Hippo
Let’s see yours.
If you need extra encouraging, how about this: I uploaded some pics that showed Ellis Gordon/Andrew Perez participating in Tension and he wrote back with some weird sh*t. Fun right?
Topic: Chronicle – ScareLA Edition
Here is what occurred on 8/6/16 to 8/7/16.
At the ScareLA convention in Pasadena, CA, The Tension Experience hosted an exclusive panel for winners of the lottery.
Hosted by a man named Jonathan Luther, the panel started with Apostles @electrichippo, @mike, @kasch and Scribe @reaton being called up to the panel to help explain The Tension Experience and answer questions.
Afterwards Jonathan called up “Ellis Gordon,” a young man in his twenties supposedly responsible for creating Tension.
Ellis explained that he created the Experience after purchasing a antique drawer from his deceased Grandfather and finding a hidden page and book describing the Church of Anoch within.
Mentions of Anoch are quickly responded to strongly by several older members of the audience shouting “Glory Be!” and bowing in prayer.
The panel quickly became chaotic as several members of the audience joined Ellis on the panel, led by a man named Atticus. They expressed confusion at claims that the OOA was a fictional organization, or even a cult, as they took over the panel.
The panel is then approached by Trista Robinson, a young girl who was curious about the Ascension event and “wanted a taste.” Answering her request, an older woman on the panel takes her behind the curtain next to the stage, Several minutes later, Trista runs out screaming, clearly distraught at what was presented to her. She runs out of the panel room.
Another audience member rises, an older woman. Clearly furious, she explains that the OOA had an installation in Oklahoma and that they hurt her brother. These claims are quickly dismissed by the panel and she sits down again, muttering to herself.
Suddenly, Tom Barrow, Addison’s father, reveals himself from the audience, handing out pictures of Addison and screaming that the OOA has made his daughter a murderer. Imploring the audience to “film it all,” Tom attacks the panel. In the ensuing chaos the panel members and Jon leave the room, but not before releasing a new OOA video.
The video is soon intercepted by Sentinel, displaying a shadowed figure. The figure mentions that it is time to step out of the shadows, and challenges the OOA, displaying the images of many Apostles and “behind-the-scenes” members of The Tension Experience. In particular, “Ellis Gordon” is revealed to a fake, an actor hired to pose in his place. The panel ends, and the audience is escorted out of the room.
After the panel, Apostles congregate outside of the room, In particular Sentry @mkarrett is able to converse with Trisha Robinson. Trisha reveals that she is an actress, hired for ScareLA. However, she claims that the OOA took photos of her in her apartment and sent them to her, despite her apartment being gated and highly inaccessible. @mkarrett gives Trista her e-mail address.
The Tension Experience also posts two photos on Instagram. The photos are of Apostles attending ScareLA at a close distance. One is titled “Always watching, closer than you think.”
- This topic was modified 3 years, 3 months ago by Melissa. Reason: Clarification: I didn't get Trista's phone number