John Mitchell (
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savetheearth2013-07-14 07:37 pm
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[You know how it sometimes helps to write stuff down when you've got too much on your mind? Well, there's this number, see, that's been plaguing John for a while now, and he figures, "Hey, maybe it'll go away if I just jot it down somewhere." If nothing else, if it's written down, he'll still have it in the case that he forgets it--highly unlikely, but let a man dream!
Anyway, the result of scribbling down said number on a post-it note ends up with him awkwardly scrolling on that tiny pad of paper for a few minutes before he gets pissed off at the resolution size and switches over to a bigger piece of paper, then over to his phone, and finally to his laptop. It's been about an hour now since he started reading (or rather, skimming over posts while stuck somewhere between disbelief and amusement), and John's finally decided to join the fray.]
You know, I'd be tempted to write this whole thing off as a really bad joke, but I could've sworn I saw some mentions of people I actually know on this thing. I suppose they could be in on whatever this is as well, and if they are, I'm definitely going to be asking who switched out my post-it notes for the iPhone seventy or whatever number they're on now.
But it doesn't feel right. People pretending to be other people--real people--on the internet? Sounds a bit too much like fraud to be fun. So what's going on here? Anyone feel like filling me in on the whole story? I'd be here for days if I tried reading everything.
[As he stares at what he's just written up, John wonders, "Christ, I haven't just stumbled upon some secret forum run by crazy people, have I?" Hm, maybe he shouldn't have posted anything. Oh well, too late now.]
Anyway, the result of scribbling down said number on a post-it note ends up with him awkwardly scrolling on that tiny pad of paper for a few minutes before he gets pissed off at the resolution size and switches over to a bigger piece of paper, then over to his phone, and finally to his laptop. It's been about an hour now since he started reading (or rather, skimming over posts while stuck somewhere between disbelief and amusement), and John's finally decided to join the fray.]
You know, I'd be tempted to write this whole thing off as a really bad joke, but I could've sworn I saw some mentions of people I actually know on this thing. I suppose they could be in on whatever this is as well, and if they are, I'm definitely going to be asking who switched out my post-it notes for the iPhone seventy or whatever number they're on now.
But it doesn't feel right. People pretending to be other people--real people--on the internet? Sounds a bit too much like fraud to be fun. So what's going on here? Anyone feel like filling me in on the whole story? I'd be here for days if I tried reading everything.
[As he stares at what he's just written up, John wonders, "Christ, I haven't just stumbled upon some secret forum run by crazy people, have I?" Hm, maybe he shouldn't have posted anything. Oh well, too late now.]
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Glad to hear people aren't pushing for reveals. I'm still not entirely convinced that this isn't part of some giant conspiracy theory. ;)
Anyway, Julien, it's nice to meet you. I'm John. I know, I know--it's a very generic name, but I promise, it's not an alias.
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That's fine! Some people actually have to have the names for them to be generic, right?
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And I suppose you're right. There are far worse things than being generic. I've actually heard of people being named Medicine and Okra before.
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Or Pilot Inspektor! Those poor kids!
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You just might. Know of any John's who come by every now and then with a new patient in tow? :)
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Yeah, that'd be me. Fancy meeting you here. The world really is a small place. How long have you been a part of this mess?
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lol, well, since around the middle of April? It does pretty much line up with how I've been spending a lot more time near the Dead District.
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Spending more time near the Dead District isn't making this whole situation worse, is it? No magical craters spreading spores to infect us, I hope? (I should probably lay off on the movies.)
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I hope not. There was a statue there, there were these werewolf things. Nothing lately, but we don't know if it'll change... Pretty sci-fi in its own way. Or maybe urban fantasy?
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--I probably just jinxed us.
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Is that how you found your way to LSR clinic? If you don't mind me asking, of course.
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Nah, I've been with them, ish, for almost a year. Practically as long as I've spent in Locke! lol I just met Strider and like... I'm not actually clear on how I ended up working for him. Guess he needed another pair of hands and I'm willing!
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Yeah that's actually the deal. I don't get paid but if I need anything, well. Of course I used to be so healthy it was like... yeah didn't need it, but it's always good to have a plan, right? Emergency room bills are hideous.
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