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mayfield_rpg2012-11-27 10:51 pm
noluckduck) wrote in mayfield_rpg2012-11-27 10:51 pm
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019 ❖ Occam's Razor
[Phone]
[The news have spread. Everybody in town is a copy - a phony. She remembers arguing with that one kid - Pokey, was it? - months ago; he had his theories, and she shot them down.
She was always afraid he'd be right.
Maybe she should have just stopped hanging on to hope once it turned out the town was a simulation. If the town's fake, so are they.
Maybe it's silly to come to the phone at a time like this--
But it feels like it's what she has to do.]
So we're all fakes. People called it, I guess.
[A pause that lasts a little too long.]
What's the point now? What the hell are we - [she groans] - fighting for?
[The news have spread. Everybody in town is a copy - a phony. She remembers arguing with that one kid - Pokey, was it? - months ago; he had his theories, and she shot them down.
She was always afraid he'd be right.
Maybe she should have just stopped hanging on to hope once it turned out the town was a simulation. If the town's fake, so are they.
Maybe it's silly to come to the phone at a time like this--
But it feels like it's what she has to do.]
So we're all fakes. People called it, I guess.
[A pause that lasts a little too long.]
What's the point now? What the hell are we - [she groans] - fighting for?
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[...you can really only pretend to be smart and know what you're talking about for so long.]
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