INTRO

[zerozerogrump]

[ it's naked day! And a new counselor! Who seems to be... sparkling in the sun ]

Well, that's no good.

[ on closer look, it's because he's made of metal ]

Comments

[runstowardsfire]

*witch in an old feed sack can actually look at the metal man because curiosity wins over embarrassment*

Today is not a good day.

[runstowardsfire]

There's a difference . . . because you're alive and they're machines.

[zerozerogrump]

Thanks kid.

[runstowardsfire]

[. . .]

I'm nearly 16.

[zerozerogrump]

Then you should give me a name.

[runstowardsfire]

Tiffany. And you are?

[zerozerogrump]

004.

[runstowardsfire]

. . . That's a number.

[zerozerogrump]

It's also my name.

[runstowardsfire]

You were numbered?

[zerozerogrump]

A long time ago.

[runstowardsfire]

Which means there's some people called 001, 002 and 003 as well?

Do you like it?

[zerozerogrump]

All the way to 009.

[runstowardsfire]

[. . .]

It's a bit impersonal, isn't it?

[zerozerogrump]

It's still my name.

[runstowardsfire]

People can change their names . . . But they don't always fit.