From 9a10331102bdc0e84ea2c9fd6ae1281b310422a9 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Madison Scott-Clary Date: Sat, 1 Jan 2022 09:15:04 -0600 Subject: [PATCH] update from sparkleup --- writing/post-self/toledot/launch/phys/Douglas/008.md | 2 +- writing/post-self/toledot/secession/sys/True-Name/001.md | 2 +- 2 files changed, 2 insertions(+), 2 deletions(-) diff --git a/writing/post-self/toledot/launch/phys/Douglas/008.md b/writing/post-self/toledot/launch/phys/Douglas/008.md index 8abe2b6a..7e1e691b 100644 --- a/writing/post-self/toledot/launch/phys/Douglas/008.md +++ b/writing/post-self/toledot/launch/phys/Douglas/008.md @@ -212,7 +212,7 @@ So, when he returned back to his room to a series of messages that felt loud, br Douglas leaned back from his terminal and stretched his arms up toward the ceiling, leaning back in his chair. -Every time he talked with Ioan and May, he was once again faced with the realization that he had hardly needed Ioan to convince him at all. The two were the first people he could call friends that he'd had since school. He liked them immensely. Beyond that, though, something about May Then My Name seemed as though she was simply built to be liked, as though, whenever he talked with her, he had no choice but to like her. +Every time he talked with Ioan and May Then My Name, he was once again faced with the realization that he had hardly needed Ioan to convince him at all. The two were the first people he could call friends that he'd had since school. He liked them immensely. Beyond that, though, something about May Then My Name seemed as though she was simply built to be liked, as though, whenever he talked with her, he had no choice but to like her. It wasn't quite charisma, as, whenever he tried the word on for May Then My Name, it carried far too many implications of manipulation, and the last thing he could picture her doing was being manipulative. diff --git a/writing/post-self/toledot/secession/sys/True-Name/001.md b/writing/post-self/toledot/secession/sys/True-Name/001.md index 50f12cba..87747d87 100644 --- a/writing/post-self/toledot/secession/sys/True-Name/001.md +++ b/writing/post-self/toledot/secession/sys/True-Name/001.md @@ -36,7 +36,7 @@ She laughed and shrugged. "I am True Name, but yes, it really does. If we are go Debarre gripped his glass more tightly and twisted sideways to swing his leg over the bench and straddle it. "Yeah, I don't get it. Before everyone else gets here, can you at least give me a sentence or two?" -"When she forked, when I...became me, she decided not to fork that part of her that suffers if that is the right word." True Name frowned. "Already we are drifting further apart. The species remains, the appearance and the speech patterns remain, the *mind* remains, but not that part of her that is so split. I am me, I am templated off of Sasha, because being both Michelle and Sasha at the same time was no longer tolerable." +"When she forked, when I...became me, she decided not to fork that part of her that suffers, if that is the right word." True Name frowned. "Already we are drifting further apart. The species remains, the appearance and the speech patterns remain, the *mind* remains, but not that part of her that is so split. I am me, I am templated off of Sasha, because being both Michelle and Sasha at the same time was no longer tolerable." He shrugged, still staring down into his drink. "I can't speak to that, I guess. But why Aw--"