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[poorneedyand]

[Kay feels like she's getting over a hangover. Maybe it's all the pie. And the cake, and the meatloaf, and the three attempts at gelatin molds, none of which set correctly--because turning into Little Susie Homemaker still doesn't make her at all skilled in recipes she didn't start learning to make when she was eight and nine years old

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[intangible_girl]

Not a fun week?

[It actually doesn't sound like your week was that bad, and Ingrid would really like to hear something even vaguely cheerful right now.]

[poorneedyand]

I spent the whole week playing house. It wasn't exactly my idea of a vacation.

...It was interesting, though. Not the--you know, the actual baking and cleaning, but the fact that it happened.

So how was yours?

[intangible_girl]

Fairly normal. As far as I'm aware I wasn't affected.

How did it feel, not being yourself?

[poorneedyand]

Yeah? That's too bad.

It felt like being myself, until I came out of it. Now it doesn't feel like it was me at all.

[intangible_girl]

I don't consider it a loss. I would hate to wake up and realize I haven't been myself for a week.

[poorneedyand]

I dunno, I've never been anyone but myself before last week. It's kind of interesting to see what another option's like. Turns out it's painfully repetitive, but--I think I'd do it again, if I could go back and have a choice in the matter.

[intangible_girl]

That's the kicker, isn't it. If we had a choice in the matter it wouldn't be a problem.

I'm sorry, I'm a little down today.

[poorneedyand]

There's something about the surprise aspect that makes it more interesting. A little more like Russian roulette, too, though, I guess.

Sorry to hear it. Anything in particular?

note to self: this happens before Mu plot

[intangible_girl]

Just... a friend went through a rather hard time with the experiment. He didn't find it very... interesting. More along the lines of... disturbing.

[poorneedyand]

Sounds like that'd be tough. What happened to him?

[intangible_girl]

He... [He suspects (and with good reason, sadly) that people preferred him that way, his false self imbued with confidence, no social anxiety, and the ability to read verbal and nonverbal social cues.] I'm not sure if I should say anything.

[poorneedyand]

I can respect that. It seems like the kind of experiment that could've turned rough pretty quickly.

[intangible_girl]

I can't imagine what they might've done to me. I can't even fathom what the nature of the experiment was. There was no pattern I could see.

[poorneedyand]

If I knew, I'd tell you. Maybe if you collect enough peoples' stories, you'll find the thing that links them up.

[intangible_girl]

That's a good idea. Though my last attempt at that proved pretty fruitless.

[poorneedyand]

And people don't exactly seem to be lining up to talk about what happened. [And more's the pity. Kay's terribly curious to know about how others' weeks went.] Maybe if they could send in their experiences anonymously...