8th Fire Started

[paintme_crimson]

[phone - morning]

Is everyone in this town completely stupid? Because if there are masses and masses of us saying 'uh, I'm not gone, I'm still here, this is the real me,' won't you all eventually figure out that the town is playing some kinda shit game with you?

[There's a pause.]

That said...I doubt there's a lot of people out there whose panties'll

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[mansfirsttrap]

I've chosen to ignore the effected and try to hunt for the source. No luck so far, sadly.

[paintme_crimson]

So even though I seem like some kind of zombie, you give no fucks?

[mansfirsttrap]

Congratulations. You are now exactly what I am.

[paintme_crimson]

A person who gives no fucks, or a zombie?

[answerer_sword]

[Another construct is trying to make the still sentient residents believe that there have been in fact no replacements. It is frustrating, to say the least.]

The more you talk, the less convincing you sound.

[paintme_crimson]

[She just groans.]

Yeah, yeah, lady. Shove it where the sun don't shine.

[answerer_sword]

You are awfully rude for a mere copy. It seems Mayfield decided to go for variety this time.

[paintme_crimson]

I'm always rude. And despite that you won't believe me, I feel the need to say again that I'm not a fucking copy.

[expiatrice]

late late whelp... also fuck you too lj making me lose my post, PHONE!
[It's been a while since that broadcast, she saw the names. Despite the growing feeling, she didn't believe for a second that these people are gone for good; over a year of time in Mayfield tends to build a resistance like that

[paintme_crimson]

As fine as I can be with everyone thinking I'm some kind of replacement drone.

[expiatrice]

That seems to be going around, yes. Have you ran into any? They don't seem hostile, but they could get troublesome.