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[notamelonfucker]

I'm back. I might be the first one, I'm not sure. I've read back in the journals, so I think I know what was going on. Or is going on. It seemed a bit like the double clone? I saw was [taptap] brainwashed. He was nothing like the last one.

[There is a long pause.]

Did anyone [Another pause, not as long this time; he does not want to make a plea for attention, but he feels he has to know] notice I was missing?

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[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

[Because Ambassador often thinks about vices and enjoyment.]

Intruding? To clean, or for something more?

[notamelonfucker.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure. When I saw him, he was cleaning, but I can't tell what else he had planned.

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

I am not sure why having clones clean would be a problem, myself. I have said to myself, if ever I had another of me, it would do the chores I did not want to do. And this, he did the chores.

[notamelonfucker.livejournal.com]

Because we don't know if they had other goals in mind. While we weren't watching. Cleaning could be a precursor to something else.

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

Yes, yes. Next, they could start folding, and then where would we all be?

[notamelonfucker.livejournal.com]

It's not a joke.

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

My good young man, life is a joke. And here, it is even more so. What ridiculous thing will happen next?

[notamelonfucker.livejournal.com]

Last time these doubles came, someone died. That's not something I'd call a joke.

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

I am not certain that we are not all of us already dead. Our dreams, they are our lives flashing before us, no?

But, you see, my dear boy, these clones are gone. No one, I believe, died. Now that the threat has passed, the joking begins.