[thank you, carlene; your entire life is garbage - VIDEO]

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[The video, though active and recording, shows only back - but it's not a solid black,
as though the camera's been covered. Instead, it shifts and moves and lets in some peeks of light, suggesting that someone's trying to keep the camera covered with their hand or with something that keeps sliding off. At one point, there's a grey ceiling and the top of someone's head - the only indication of which is two black curls.]

Shit.

[The video goes black again with the sound of the device being placed on a hard surface of some kind, probably a table.]

All right, listen up, dum-dums. [The voice is that of a woman. She has a deeper tone than others, and there's an edge to it that suggests she could very easily kill you if she wanted to. And that she probably does.] I don't know how the fuck I got here or why - or why I woke up in America's sweaty asshole of all places, or why I'm now in Amish country - but I need to get back to Brooklyn, ASAP.

Also, what the hell is it with these damn .. machines? [She means the Porters.] This is some Star Wars bullshit, and it's probably the only cool thing going for this place right now.

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[pop_of_color]

Ugh, kids.

But yeah, I guess, for the people who like them. I've got a dog who came with me, and he'd probably be one of the few things I'd really wanna go back for.

[arsiento]

A dog? [ That surprises him. ] Huh. I ain't heard of people coming in with no pets. I mean I got a snake, but someone gave her to me here.

[pop_of_color]

Yeah. I dunno. He was waiting for me when I got to the house.

[arsiento]

No shit. You sure it's the same dog?

[pop_of_color]

Responds to his name, looks the same. Hasn't killed me in my sleep yet, so, yeah. Pretty safe to assume.

[arsiento]

Pretty crazy. But it ain't no crazier than anything else, I guess. You know they got different versions of the same people, too?

[ He could have probably phrased that in a way that makes more sense, but whatever. ]

[pop_of_color]

[She doesn't say anything, simply raises an eyebrow in a silent request for him to explain.]

[arsiento]

[ He exhales, something of a sigh. Let's see... ]

They people you know, but they ain't the ones you know. [ A pause. ] Como, they remember things different, you know? Maybe have different lives and know different people, even, but they still the same in some way.

[pop_of_color]

What, is it like some weird clone bullshit?

[arsiento]

I don't got no clue what it is. Just that it happens.

[pop_of_color]

This place, man. It's too fucking weird.