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[eudaimonikos]

[Well, this is Michael's username, for sure. He seems to be looking rather different, though. Still dressed the same despite it!]

Hey, this is Michael. Just curious - is this a thing that's happening now? Are we all doing this?

Don't get me wrong, it's not a huge deal. I honestly never liked all the weird dangly bits. Not sure about the hair... [He runs a hand through it, holding it briefly up against his head; does he want it short again, or is this good?] ...but I can cut that. Guess now I have to get used to everyone calling me "she", too...

[That one, he sounds mildly irritated by. It's not the word itself, necessarily, it just took him long enough to get used to answering to the first one. Why do humans have to change their language rules every two seconds? But, he's using their language and that's how it works. His usual body was the only reason he ended up being "he", so...well, he'll just have to manage.]

Except the locals, maybe. Why do they call everyone "they", anyway? What is that? [Seems rhetorical, though; he flaps his hands dismissively.] Well, anyway. If anyone else is suddenly changing size or shape, and your wardrobe isn't working anymore, let me know and I'll just run off some new clothes for you for free. Might as well make these things a little bit easier, right?

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[hellbond]

Yeah, exactly. I guess all this is probably the best possible outcome, if you look at it objectively. We're different but everyone, so far, seems pretty chill.

[ He'd been dead most of December, so it works out for everyone, honestly. ]

[eudaimonikos]

Yeah, I've definitely had worse ones.

[As far as weird transformation things went in Deerington.]

I don't think he was physically me - I was in a cocoon - but there was some kind of evil bigwig version of me running around the last time this happened, back in the dream. Never met him, but he sounded like a dick.

[hellbond]

Jeez. I guess I can consider myself lucky nothing quite like that happened to me while I was in Deerington.

[ huh. ]

What, was it like a doppelganger? A totem, maybe?

[eudaimonikos]

I don't really know what a totem is, so I'm gonna go with doppelganger? It was like...you know in movies, where people will see a vision of themselves, as they'll be if they just make shitty choices their whole life?

[hellbond]

Yeah, yeah I know what you mean. I've met a dream-slash-demon version of myself once, but that was home, not in Deerington.

It was an asshole.

[eudaimonikos]

Huh. Yeah, they'll do that.

[Be assholes. "Demon" means something different to literally everybody here, so Michael honestly doesn't even care to interrogate what a dream-doppelganger-demon is about. But they're basically always assholes!]

I think this one was more of a...possible future. If I'd gone down a bad road, a while back. But like I said, never got to talk to the guy. [So! Whatever!] Amara actually just ended up kicking his ass for me. I mean, he should have known better.

[He's not surprised at all.]