GT: Are you sure you arent real? GT: No offense but I kind of get the same smartass vibe from you as i do from the responder. GT: Like har har i have the same basic personality as dirk but without any accountability or anything so let me just be kind of flippant and mess with this jake fellas head! GT: You know what im saying? TT: Yes. TT: That's a surprisingly decent observation about me. GT: Yeah see i think i maybe did a little TOO good of a job brain cloning you? This is way too much like talking to the REAL fake dirk. GT: Holy cow what a dumb sentence that was. TT: You did do a good job. TT: A perfect job, in fact. TT: Untapped potential, remember? TT: I don't think one of Dirk's splinters could exist nearly as well in anyone's mind other than yours. GT: Well thats just spiffy for me but im starting to feel somewhat like im being haunted by you now. GT: I just want to talk to my real buddy. And by real i just mean the ORIGINAL GUY. TT: What do you even want to say to him? GT: Oh i dont know. TT: It's not like you can keep any secrets from me here. TT: I pretty much am your brain. GT: Aaah! No dont say that its so weird. TT: You do realize he's coming for you. TT: Dirk. In the real world. The man has his designs. GT: Yes. I know. TT: Wanna talk about it? GT: With you? No!! Thats like... GT: Thats like talking to him about it which is like really jumping the gun i think. TT: What better chance is there to try talking about it than with a stunt double for your hyper-aggressive suitor within the safety and privacy of your own mind? GT: But i cant yet! I just cant. GT: There are some feelings im not sure how to put into words yet and doing it in front of you whether youre a stunt double or brain puppet or whatever it just makes me feel uncomfortable! TT: So there are feelings you don't want to try to put into words, even while you are dwelling entirely within the realm of your own mind? GT: Yes. GT: What is so hard to understand about that? TT: What about the spider ghost? GT: Huh? TT: The girl you saw. TT: When you got fucking clobbered by Dirk's robot and you passed out. TT: You dreamed about a spider ghost alien girl. GT: Oh yeah. GT: What about her? TT: You like her. GT: Man what? GT: Thats dumb i saw her for three seconds and she waved at me and i woke up! TT: Yeah, and it took all of three seconds for you to fall in love with the cute spider ghost. GT: Why do you keep calling her a ghost?? TT: Cause she's been dead for a zillion years, dude. GT: Oh. Well. GT: Holy shit? TT: That won't change the fact that you like her, let's not pretend it will. TT: You're going to make things complicated for yourself. GT: No i wont. TT: Yeah you will. You're too fuckin' wishy washy. TT: Between Dirk, spider ghost, Jane... TT: Man, poor Jane. GT: What? What about jane? TT: You tell me. TT: What was even the deal with that? GT: Our last chat ended on very pleasant and amicable terms! She was upbeat and chipper as ever. I fail to see what reason one might have to feel sorry for her. TT: Uh, yeah. You totally read her like a book. TT: Really handled that conversation like a champ. GT: Wait... didnt i? TT: Look out bitches. It's Jake "Casanova Ladyslayer" English. He's packing heat, and is frequently able to parse the literal meaning of things women say. GT: What are you getting at! TT: We're running out of time. TT: She'll be here soon. GT: Jane?! TT: No, doofus. TT: Spider ghost. GT: Whoa....... GT: Whoa ok. GT: Where? Wait. She is?? GT: Oh fuck. TT: Look at you. I'm telling you. TT: Three damn seconds of ogling an alien in a blue dress, and you're completely hopeless. TT: Stop fidgeting around like that. Your hair looks fine. TT: Do you want me to tell you how your breath smells? GT: Screw you!!! GT: I am cool as SUCH a cucumber. TT: Ok then. GT: Uh. GT: Why does my breath not smell ok? TT: You're dreaming, Jake. TT: Your breath is only a thing if your brain wants it to be. GT: Oh okay whew. GT: When is she coming? Why is she visiting my dreams? TT: Soon. TT: She's been waiting for the right time to enter. Waiting for you to snap out of the memory. TT: Clearly the girl has the patience of a saint. GT: Alright... GT: Dang! Its warm in this dream bubble. How can i be sweating in a dream?? GT: Where do i keep the dream towels... TT: Will you calm the fuck down? TT: I'm a figment of your imagination, and you're still making me nervous. GT: But really who is she? Whats her deal and what does she want from me? GT: Since all this so called untapped potential in my subconscious taking the form of yet another sassy dirk clone seems to know everything would it be ok if i troubled my own brain for a few flipping answers??? TT: You should try to be more polite to me. Seeing as I am a representation of your entire mind, I have complete control over all your basic functions. TT: I could trigger a particularly spirited bowel movement right before she gets here, so watch your step. GT: Augh no no no im sorry im sorry dont! TT: Just kidding, dude. Jesus. TT: I would never make you shit your pants in front of a girl you liked, even if she does happen to be my chief competition. TT: We Dirk splinters can be pretty Machiavellian but we do actually have some fuckin' standards. GT: Okay. Thank you for promising to keep my trousers tidy. TT: Anyway, she's visiting now to bring you into the loop on some things. TT: Important details you should know about your relation to the bigger picture. TT: The much, much bigger picture. GT: I still dont understand how you know... or excuse me MY BRAIN knows this stuff. Because im a page? How does that make sense? GT: And also if you know the things she will say why dont you just tell me the things? TT: Intuition and the subconscious mind are powerful things when harnessed the right way. TT: As for why I don't tell you, why not just let her tell you? TT: You're the one with the damn crush on her.