are you really you?

[purevanillacookie]

[The script that appears in the netbooks is new, elegant. A little... scrombly, as if the person writing isn't used to fingers (he is not) but it's legible.]

Greetings, my name is Pure Vanilla Cookie, please forgive me intrusion, but I was told this was the way to reach out to everyone. I have been given some information about this place, though I must admit I am have a difficult time understanding some things, and there is one question I have which I hope others may shed some light on? Has anyone else woken up here in a body not their own, yet with enough similarities to your former body that you can see the resemblance?

[Haha, what.]

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[purevanillacookie]

Yes, I most certainly shall! This body is a little disorienting, and I am learning things, but it's all fascinating!

I am not quite sure either!

[He'll doodle like he did for Wolfwood: the version of himself that he sees through his staff. It's a goofy doodle, he's not an artist, but it does show at least what he may look like!]

[livlaughlove]

[oh. that's really damn cute, though.]

That makes more sense than what I saw in my head.

Think you're going to be alright?

[purevanillacookie]

[No one would guess this man to be over a thousand years or more.]

Everyone has been wonderfully helpful and kind so far [Wolfwood gets a pass cause Sheesus is all forgiving.] so I am sure I will be fine!

[Until it catches up to him mentally and he goes and naps.]

[livlaughlove]

[helpful and kind?? hello???]

Have they?

[purevanillacookie]

I cannot and will not judge how a person is based on their responses in the moment. Perhaps the simple absurdity of being faced with someone who claims to have been a living version of a confection they have partaken in in the past, is enough to tip whatever they may be feeling. I do not know them, who they are, how they are feeling through impartial writing, nor their relations with others. Most have been kind, and helpful, to a confused whatever I currently am. Offering me explanations, and helping hands, and that's all I could hope for.

[livlaughlove]

[liv gets the sentiment, for sure, but it feels weird that he's more bothered by wolfwood's barrage of accusatory questions than the victim of them is...]

It's generous of you.

[purevanillacookie]

Maybe. I have heard it called Foolish, before.

[Unrealistic, in this very conversation.]

But it is simply how I am.

[livlaughlove]

That isn't the word I'd use. I don't think kindness is foolish in and of itself.

[maybe he once did, but not now.]

[purevanillacookie]

Thank you, my friend, I do appreciate those words. And they reinforce my previous statement. Thank you for being kind.

[livlaughlove]

[there's a delay before this, but ultimately he feels it should be said on someone's behalf:]

Thank you for being patient.

[purevanillacookie]

[He has a feeling he knows who that's about.]

It is my honor.