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[espigeonage]

[This goes up at about three a.m., though obviously it can be seen and replied to at any time.]

Anyone up and on rn? It's got creepy, but I don't think anything can get up here. Anyway. I'm pretty sure this last extra is not about me, because I know what I was like at eight years old. I didn't think things out, I was a *kid*. No one was recruiting me for anything more serious than idk, dodgeball.

Who the fuck asks eight year olds to be field agents? For anything? Especially things that could get them shot or buried alive? Who does that? Even if he *is* this weirdly mature type and apparently not human.

Gah. This might be a good time to go for a run.

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[Text, next morning]

[professorwolf]

I was asleep, I'm sorry :( Are you all right?

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[espigeonage]

I'm fine, don't worry. It got better once I left the apartment.

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[professorwolf]

I always worry. What do you mean "it got better"? Just that it was easier to stomach when you were outside, that vision?

I am pretty sure none of these visions are about us, though. I mean, I am rather certain I am not a wolf in my spare time, and I also know my parents are not Scottish.

[espigeonage]

I had a feeling like I was getting followed, and that wasn't as bad. I mean it's not a good vision, but it's bad to *me* because hello child endangerment, not bad in itself. If that makes sense, lol.

Makes sense, I guess. One of the others...

[professorwolf]

Oh, you, too? :( I didn't feel followed precisely, but definitely watched. Apparently this is becoming a not-uncommon thing with us. Did you get anything else from it, besides the awful vision about being a child soldier?

[Or spy, whatever. He's just read Ender's Game and is more familiar with the idea of child soldiers than spies.]

text; 3 am

[angelskills]

[ Colette has been having a very difficult time of sleeping lately. While normally she wasn't much of a sleeper, the nights had become even more difficult. What had brought on such insomnia? She doesn't know. But she is, however, awake when the post goes up. Having nothing better to do other than stare up at the ceiling willing herself to sleep, she responds. ]

Wait, what? What happened?

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[espigeonage]

Weird dreams and creepy feelings. Pretty sure one of those was an extra, it had that kind of feel.

Damn it's raining. Maybe I can run anyway. I just feel like I can't stay alone in the apartment right now.

[angelskills]

... I'm sorry. Those are pretty awful. Do you want to talk about it?

If you do go out, please be careful. There are a lot of strange things going on at night - or so I've heard.

[espigeonage]

There've been worse, don't worry about me. And I suppose I could! It was pretty quick. I'm still getting bits.

Concerned for me? It's not a bad neighborhood, and there are streetlights.

[angelskills]

Still getting bits...? You mean, the dream isn't over?

Of course. I don't want you to get hurt. Even if it's a good neighborhood... I can't help but to worry.

[formermagicalgirl]

[This comes at shortly after 3AM because now Tamara is in the other direction of not being tired all the time, but now always seeming wide awake. So she's taking a short break while she's making up for lost time in studying. Of course if she knew who Julien was, she'd be avoiding him like the plague because the last thing Tamara needs in her life is another flirty guy like Sam.]

I've started referring to the person I see in my own as the "other me". I may be seeing those things from her point of view and it seems so real and detailed, but none of it is things I have done or would do. What I don't get right now is why I'm seeing this other me's memories, thoughts, emotions, and stuff.

[espigeonage]

Makes sense, I guess. Parallel universe? lol, sounds so silly when I put it like that.

[formermagicalgirl]

Like any of the rest of this isn't silly? I have two words for you: talking horse.

[espigeonage]

lol, you have a point! And more words: Apostle of the Violet Rose. Last time I had a vision-extra someone called not-me that, and he was cool with it.

[formermagicalgirl]

Maybe he's in some weird society, club, cult, or something?

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[amberhearted]

[ this reply is around the 3-4am range because THE NIGHT IS HIS DAY

also distractions are a+ considering he also got creeped on by ~mysterious presence. no hearing howls or laments about saving the earth, though, since he doesn't go to bed until the sun's already up. ]

Someone in your place? I feel it too. Fucking creepy as all get out can't even blame the cats.

So in your visions, dreams, memories??? you're a secret agent spy kid?

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[espigeonage]

Felt like that. Yeesh.

In this one, looks like. They specifically recruited this guy because he - really not looking like me, he acted older than I do - was "young enough to be flexible and underestimated" and "old enough to be useful." Because children are really good for that, apparently.

[text4eva]

[amberhearted]

That doesn't sound shady at all. You think these are really memories?

[espigeonage]

Doesn't feel like a dream. It's all vague, like it was important, but it happened a long time ago. But it feels important. It feels solid. Idk.

[amberhearted]

[ 'a long time ago.' yeah, that's one way to put it. the people in his visions-whatever all look like they came out of a renaissance fair. ]

What if we're like Neo in the Matrix and we're all actually dreaming? Or maybe this is some kind of psychological experiment and we're all tripping balls. Or maybe it is a parallel universe thing like that other person said. Or maybe we're remembering stuff from past lives like the reincarnation shtick in Hinduism or that other Japanese? religion. Or maybe we're being haunted by ghosts who want us to do something for them. Maybe they're trying to take over our lives.......

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[chalicejoker]

[Hajime replies around 3:30, seeing as how he hasn't been sleeping very well lately.]

I'm guessing it would be too much to hope that you were just remembering a really elaborate game of pretend. That's messed up.

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[espigeonage]

Yeah, I wish! Or there's some other interpretation of "eight years old". Kind of wonder if that was like the English translation of something? Because there was the organization name "Heaven-Soaring Wings" which felt really cool there and now sounds awkward.

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[chalicejoker]

Could be. I know some stuff in the language I wound up speaking doesn't translate well at all to English. "Eight years old" isn't translating well at all there. It's more like "survived eight cycles over" or something sort of to that effect. The second thing translates even worse.

[espigeonage]

I guess technically this was "when I was eight". And "young enough to be underestimated". Not-me there certainly didn't think like a kid. Man, sure wish there was context for these things.

Maybe it's like "eight years since being incarnated" or coming to this plane or whatever. I don't even know.

[chalicejoker]

Whatever translation issues there might be, it's still very strange. Maybe years there didn't pass like years here?