PHOTO | He found the snitch??

[redarm]

Noah Robin Catbell shared a photo. 4/01 near The Towers

can anyone tell me what the duck this is??
it showed up in a package from retrospec.
i wasnt gonna open it but then it ducking CHEWED its way out of the package.
what the heck kind of animal is this??

[Uh yeah he hasn't noticed the parental filter yet, or the pun name.]

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[constellates]

[a soft, delighted little gasp

and she holds out the snacks to noah as if that'll grant her entry]

Mилый! It is cute....!

[redarm]

[Taking those snacks and stepping into the apartment. THANK YOU FOR THE OFFERING, YOU MAY ENTER]

Yeah when he's not showing his teeth, I guess.

[Tim meanwhile is flying closer to Anya to get a good look at her. No teeth so far]

[constellates]

[friendship with noah is wild

but Anya's still stepping inside, humming as she carefully toes off her shoes. old habits and all that. it brings her 1.5 inches closer to the ground.

and then she's holding her hand out to the flying thing curiously?? this is how she's going to lose a hand]

Mm, всем привет...! Hello. Do you have a name?

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[Tim sees the hand and slowly flutters down to land on her hand. LOOKS LIKE SHE CAN KEEP HER HAND...TODAY.

But Tim can't really respond, so Noah will as he's going to head back into the living room to sit down.]

It's Timcanpy.

[constellates]

[in an awed little voice:]

I love it.

[she will try to pet timcanpy with her other hand?? anya knows no fear despite being told that this thing will chomp through anything, apparently

that said she does have a pretty large bangle bracelet today so she might not be the casualty here]

You named it already, Noah?

[redarm]

[And Timpcanpy seems to like the petting! It feels like metal but it'll still shift its wings and body around like an animal does when petted.]

Uh, no it's more...I remembered the name?

[constellates]

[yesss. she coos in a pleased little tone at that as she continues to pet timcanpy even as she finally follows to sit opposite Noah in the living room]

Noah had a hallucinomemory?

[redarm]

[The apartment itself is pretty nice. It's not overly fancy, but it's comfortable for a couple people to live in]

You mean a vision? [He's not saying that term, it's too dumb]

I guess? It just sorta...popped into my head. "This is Timcanpy", and it felt right.

[constellates]

[it's cute... Anya will compliment it before she leaves, but right now she's occupied with this new metal animal in her hand and petting it

like a cat

why]

Ooh... So Timcanpy is an old friend of Noah's? Maybe?

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[Because Anya is fearless. Also Timcanpy is basically a total sweetie that just has to happen to have sharp teeth ok]

I dunno. Thinking back on it, I think I might've saw him in some other visions. Like in the background?

[constellates]

[A sweet little golem... Anya's new best friend...]

Oh! So he was... always with you?

[She smiles down at Timcanpy now.]

Воссоединение... I am glad you are back together. Did you travel far to reach Noah?

[redarm]

Tch. He was with Beansprout, or whatever his name is. That's not me.

[He knew who he was, and it wasn't that guy

Timcanpy doesn't reply verbally because he can't talk, but he seems to give a confused look and a shrug with his wings. Honestly, he has no idea how he got here.]

[constellates]

[ . . . . wait hold on this is new - ]

Noah is getting another person's memories...?!

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Yeah. It's those hallucinmemo- visions things? I've gotten a couple.

[constellates]

Mm...! [She nods, affirming that.] Me too...

But um. I think that they are still mine? I feel like they are... mine. You do not feel the same?

[redarm]

No.

Even if they feel like they're supposed to be my memories, I know who I am.

[constellates]

[ . . . hm. And she tilts her head, looking between Timcanpy and Noah.]

They are... pазличный? So different?

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Hell yeah. I know I was never a fifteen year old cultist with white hair.

[Okay so the cultist is just a guess but man, it sure looked like a cult]

[constellates]

[ . . . . anya can't help but lift one hand to her own hair that turned silver.

Hm.]

Well... Maybe it is not a part of life that you remember? Before now.

[redarm]

...You're saying I just happened to forget my hair turning white and joining a cult?

That doesn't seem like something you fucking forget.

[constellates]

[ . . . she pauses for a moment. and then to prove a point, she speaks in Russian:]

I don't think I'm supposed to have forgotten an entire language either. Or have my own hair silver.

[then switching back to English]

.... we are all remembering things that are odd?

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[Unfortunately Noah doesn't speak a word of Russian, so the point goes kinda over his head, but he can guess the gist.]

Sure, but it doesn't mean they're our memories.

I mean think about it. If these visions and changes happening to us are really our true memories, then anything in our lives that contradict them would have to be fake. So all your memories of speaking English? Learning how to read in English? All those conversations you had in English? Fucking fake. They never really happened, if these visions are our memories.

[He shakes his head]

I refuse to believe that. I know who I am. These memories? Maybe it's shit that actually happened, but they aren't fucking mine.

[constellates]

[ . . . . Anya wonders about that. Then she pauses, trying to get her own words in order.]

Even if... they are true, that does not mean that this is fake.

I do not know how to say it like Yuratchka or Davenka. Um... "Alternate universe" are the words they used, I think. Or "past lives". But I do not know why you need to pick.

There are people that I see in those memories that I want to see now.

But I still think that who I have now is important, too.

Bыбор.... is there a choice? Can it not be both?

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[There's a pause from him as he thinks over her words. It's not the first time he's heard those theories, but...

Can it not be both?]

How can it be both? If it's an alternate universe, it's not like we got the tech to hop to the next universe and see them. And if it's a past life, well...

[He gives a shrug]

Everyone we're seeing's probably already dead and gone. No seeing them.

[constellates]

[There's a shake of her head.]

There are some people who have friends in their hallucinomemories. Friends who are here.

[So? That should count for something? She can't speak from her own personal experience unfortunately....]

So you do not know who you might get to see.