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[eidetics]

[There are several orders of business, here, and Lisbeth gets right down to them: no greeting, no please, no thank you.]

I want to know how many people have left the ship and then returned. With or without memories of being here before, and how long they were gone. Firsthand accounts or otherwise.

I also want to know how often our brains and bodies are fucked with and whether anyone's unaffected. I know this isn't the first time. [And if you're stupid enough to go blabbing to a stranger about the memories you're experiencing, be her guest, but she's not asking for that.]

I need these items:
- disposable camera
- soldering iron
- copper wire
- electrical tape

Contact me privately and we'll arrange something.

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(TEXT) until otherwise!

[virtuoso]

Don't eat steak. Selfness asserted.

[ easy fix, right. ]

(VOICE) FOREVER

[andblockbuster]

Let's just say I have... way more issues with the idea of someone else's brain in my head than most people. Even if it's just their phantom cravings and their memories of that time their dog died.

[Dollhouse employees, man.] ...Not that I have anyone's memories of their dog dying.

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[eidetics]

Why more than most?

[andblockbuster]

I... [Well half the ship is getting his memories anyway] ...Used to work for a company that imprinted people with new personalities and memories?

[eidetics]

[She's not so sure she likes you, now.] I wasn't aware that was possible.

[andblockbuster]

It is. It... was. The home office is sort of a smoking crater right now.