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I gotta say, so much queer intra-community horseshit dropped off my shoulders when I decided to adopt a firm policy that everyone is the expert in their own identity, the single most knowledgeable person about what it's like to live life in their own skin, and that if someone describes their experience in ways I find contradictory or paradoxical I should do them the courtesy of presuming that they are striving to express something very specific and nuanced, rather than leaping to the conclusion that they're just dumb and using words wrong.

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I have a funny idea that after everything in Dispatch Robert kinda splits his time in a half. Half of the time he's a dispatcher, half of the time he's Mecha Man. So, two weeks as one, two weeks as the other. And all while he's dispatcher it's all pretty much the same as in the game. Robert babysits his bunch of idiots, caring about them but pretending that he doesn't, just so they won't get out of hand. The fun begins as he starts his day as Mecha Man, because, boy oh boy, his kindergarten can't live without him! The dispatcher for the week is crying, Blazer just rolls her eyes and Z-team is having a whole new level of mischievous antics. Right until the moment they all starting to call Robert all the time to ask questions, suggestions and 'what they should do in this situation?'. Robert smirks and goes: "Nu-uh 'till the end of the week you're not my monkeys!" He helps them, of course, but only if it's really something important. Other than that? Nope, dad is out of here, there's only a Mecha Man and he's a huge troll with no limits or sympathy!