I’ve been thinking about how to write this out for a while, and I couldn’t think of a way to start this out that didn’t totally depress me the fuck out. But I mean, who wouldn’t be after waking to about 40 so other clones just like you? Sure. They’re not doing anything, but….
Anyway. After we talk awkwardly we move on to some sort of meeting room, decide to trick firewall into something, whatever. Not really in the mood for missions and shit. I go with it anyway. Something to keep my mind off of the clones. Although talking to myself and double everyone is kind of ultra creepy. I can always tell me from her though. Clone from original. Original me has a lot more battle scars, and show of wear and tear. While I look much cleaner, newer. I wonder after this is over what I’m even supposed to do. Clearly OMe has her plans here doing shit. I don’t really care, but I don’t want to stay here. I wonder how the rest of us birds are doing. Maybe we should all join back up.