[ He briefly eyes the trash can, which has become something of a fan mail graveyard, but there doesn't seem to be any trace of regret there. Because honestly, the notion that this is anything but a small group of crazy people trying to fuck with him is complete insanity.
There's no way that many people would ever like him that much. I mean, come on.
Mm, actually, there probably will be a next time. I mean, I've gotten gifts and things here that I didn't really want or ask for. It's not always up to us.
[ some people would probably be pleasantly surprised to hear something like this. but then there's this asshole, who just looks kind of disturbed by the thought of being given random shit by complete strangers. creepy... ]
[He's actually wondered the same thing, especially given just how many different worlds there seem to be out there. It's never not unsettling, so he chews the inside of his cheek before he answers.]
For me, I think of it like this: If this is the kind of place where anyone from any world can be "recovered" and made to stay, why wouldn't there be people that know about us? It's almost one of most normal things about being here.
[ ...yeah, he'll probably never be able to comprehend shit like this. it's just so, so far removed from anything he's ever had to try to process before. it'll be awhile before he isn't stumbling over the concept of multiple worlds to begin with, much less the technology being used to "recover" them...
on the other hand, he was a little bit famous back home. just... not to this extent. ]
...I guess that makes sense.
[ I mean, not really, but it makes a little more sense than before. ]
[Getting used to the fact that it was entirely possible for strangers to be far more invested in his life than anyone had a right to be really had been challenging.]
Mm, it's easy for me to say things like that, but actually dealing with it is a lot more difficult. I guess it's one of those things we each have to deal with in our own way, you know?
[ he'll have to bank on that. even as something of a professional at Dealing With Stuff, this is some pretty literal next-level shit. it'll be awhile before the shock wears off, and this guy's definitely had a head start.
[The question catches him slightly off guard; it wasn't one he had really been asking other people. It seemed as though nobody had been here for more than maybe a year or two, and he didn't want to remind anyone of just how trapped they were by asking.
Still, if it might help someone else, he doesn't mind answering.]
Mm, not very long at all, myself. About a month, but well, it already feels like longer than that. You kind of have to get used to things very quickly around here.
[ his knee-jerk reaction here is to start flipping out a little—a month? he can't be away for a month—but that fades as quickly as it came when he remembers that, oh yeah, there's nowhere for him to be away from anymore. which is... a bummer, even if home sucked major ass. but the goal was to make it not suck, and he can't do that without restoring it into existence first. which is why he's here. right? fuck, this is so confusing. ]
...I take it most people have been here longer, then.
Intro > Yogi
Where would I even put all of that? What a waste.
[ A waste of paper, and also a waste of praise or distaste. He doesn't give a shit. ]
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There's no way that many people would ever like him that much. I mean, come on.
It'd be a lot of shoeboxes.
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Hm, you're right, you're right. I guess the next time you get letters or gifts or something, you can always figure out a better way to keep them.
[A glance for the trash can.]
You know, if you want to.
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I really don't think there'll be a next time. There shouldn't have even been a first time.
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How do these people even know who we are?
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For me, I think of it like this: If this is the kind of place where anyone from any world can be "recovered" and made to stay, why wouldn't there be people that know about us? It's almost one of most normal things about being here.
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on the other hand, he was a little bit famous back home. just... not to this extent. ]
...I guess that makes sense.
[ I mean, not really, but it makes a little more sense than before. ]
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Mm, it's easy for me to say things like that, but actually dealing with it is a lot more difficult. I guess it's one of those things we each have to deal with in our own way, you know?
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[ he'll have to bank on that. even as something of a professional at Dealing With Stuff, this is some pretty literal next-level shit. it'll be awhile before the shock wears off, and this guy's definitely had a head start.
actually, that might be a good question to ask. ]
How long have you been here?
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Still, if it might help someone else, he doesn't mind answering.]
Mm, not very long at all, myself. About a month, but well, it already feels like longer than that. You kind of have to get used to things very quickly around here.
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...I take it most people have been here longer, then.
[ great. ]