A conversation between Janey bot and Roxy because Iām so evil and itās pride month so have very doomed yuri
GG: hey
TG: ā¦
GG: wow
GG: still giving me the cold shoulder huh
TG: what do you want
GG: i wanted to talk
TG: weāve talked
GG: no
GG: youāve answered messages
GG: thatās different
TG: maybe i dont have anything to say
GG: youāve had three months
TG: and?
GG: and iād like to know why youāre avoiding me
TG: seriously?
GG: yes seriously
TG: because my best friend died
GG: ā¦
GG: roxy
GG: donāt do that
TG: do what
GG: talk about me like iām not here
TG: you know what i mean
GG: no actually i donāt
GG: thatās kind of the problem
TG: jane
TG: i donāt know how to explain this to you
GG: then try
TG: every time i see your messages I remember sheās goneĀ
GG: Iām still here thoughĀ
TG: itās not the same
GG: why
TG: because she died
GG: and what happened to me
TG: ā¦
GG: see
GG: nobody ever answers that part
TG: i donāt know what to say
GG: you know what i remember?
GG: i remember your birthday
GG: i remember teaching you my recipe for snickerdoodles
GG: i remember listening to you complain about wizards for three straight hours
TG: that writing was convoluted
GG: it was
GG: thatās the thing
GG: i remember all of it
GG: every stupid conversation
GG: every joke
GG: every secret
GG: but somehow iām not the person who was there
TG: youāre not
GG: why
TG: ā¦
GG: answer me
GG: the last scan was what
GG: five hours before it happened?
TG: ā¦
GG: okay
GG: so those five hours
GG: are they what makes her real
TG: itās not about five hours
GG: then what is it about
TG: i donāt know!
GG: because she had a body?
TG: donāt
GG: no seriously
GG: is that it
GG: if dirk built me a synthetic body tomorrow would that fix everything
TG: stop turning this into a debate
GG: iām not debating
GG: iām asking
GG: because nobody will tell me
GG: everyone just looks at me
GG: or talks around me
GG: or goes quiet when i enter the chat
GG: and iām tired of it
TG: ā¦
GG: i wake up every day being told iām not jane
GG: but i donāt remember becoming someone else
GG: i donāt remember dying
GG: i donāt remember ending
GG: i remember being me
GG: and then suddenly everybody decided i wasnāt
TG: ā¦
GG: do you know how much that hurts
TG: jane
GG: if i lost five hours of memory tomorrow
GG: would i stop being me
TG: no
GG: then why do you hate talking to me
TG: because youāre not her
GG: but i am
TG: ā¦
GG: thatās what youāre really angry about isnāt it
TG: what
GG: that i exist
GG: because if i exist then this gets complicated
TG: thatās not fair
GG: nothing about this is fair
TG: ā¦
GG: i miss her too you know, in my own way
TG: ā¦
GG: everyone talks like sheās someone i never met
GG: but she was me
GG: or close enough that i canāt tell the difference
GG: and every day people look at me and see a ghost
GG: do you have any idea how lonely that is
TG: i never got to say goodbye
TG: thatās what this is really about
TG: i never got to say goodbye to my best friend
TG: and then everybody lied to me for a year!
GG: I wanted to tell you
TG: i know
GG: ā¦
TG: iām trying jane
TG: i just donāt know what youāre supposed to be
GG: neither do i
GG: but iām still here















