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[aloadeddie]

[No video today, because like hell is Arthur going to just flash his pimply teenage face across the network for everyone to see. While normally this would put him into hermit mode, something else has happened which has made him come to the network - for help, maybe, though he's frankly grasping at straws here.

Mostly, he doesn't want to admit the truth to himself.

Ariadne probably woke up. Without him.]

If anyone has any information on the whereabouts of Ariadne - brown hair, brown eyes, aged 23, 5-foot-four - I'll pay you for it.

[He studiously ignores the teenaged tone of his voice, and plows on.]

And if anyone has caused her harm, they will live to regret it.

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[aloadeddie]

This isn't the whole world. It's just someone's very messed-up idea of a world.

[And dude, you're not real, which, if Arthur thinks about it enough, is probably enough in itself to make him start questioning his sanity.

Goddamn totems, not working when they should.]

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[lostundercover]

Maybe. But there's enough detail here to make you wonder, isn't there? Maybe this is something else.

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[aloadeddie]

Any good architect could dream this up. Ariadne could do it in a heartbeat.

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[lostundercover]

I don't mean the landscape. I mean the people. It's too fucked up to be one person's head.

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[aloadeddie]

I think you might be underestimating the ability of one person to be thoroughly fucked up.

[THE SHIT HE'S SEEN.]

But I'll acknowledge the possibility that there could be more than one subconscious at work, here. Maybe experimental tech.

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[lostundercover]

[He chuckles lightly.] I doubt that.

Maybe.