[ lucilius explains science and calls you a dumb bitch for 10 hours asmr ]
Maybe there's a different world for every alternate history and alternate future. Perhaps time is a plane and we punctured it at separate points along the axis when we came to this world. It could be that your comrades are just dimwitted enough that their minds were addled on their journey here.
"How?" is too simple a question. I don't know for certain.
[ It's doubtful any of them do, and he's not above admitting as much. ]
But you and your lot likely remember me after my revival, whereas I do not. There's no denying that we either arrive from different times, or different origins altogether. [ Alternate timelines, alternate universes, a shared fever hallucination... who's to say what the truth is. ]
text; surprisingly not a misfire
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Vague questions beget vague answers.
[ He needs more specifics to give a meaningful response, especially when it comes to something more medical. ]
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One person remembers something, another person does not.
I suppose you could say it's more of discrepancy than an outright loss.
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And do both subjects originate from the same world?
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[ She's not sci-fi enough for alternate dimensions yet. ]
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Not yet, though. ]
And what sort of discrepancies are they? Does one remember more than the other? Less? Something altogether different?
The devil is in the details.
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[ Just kidding, she doesn't have time to antagonize him today. ]
One remembers significantly more, the other significantly less. Their mutual memories appear the same.
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ruling out the usual run-of-the-mill amnesia—she wouldn't come to someone like him for something so simple—the most likely situation seems to be... ]
Then perhaps one of them is from a different point in time than the other.
[ said as though it were just that simple. ]
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[ please feel free to reply with ‘lucilius explained everything’ in brackets and then he called rosetta a dumb bitch ]
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Maybe there's a different world for every alternate history and alternate future. Perhaps time is a plane and we punctured it at separate points along the axis when we came to this world. It could be that your comrades are just dimwitted enough that their minds were addled on their journey here.
"How?" is too simple a question. I don't know for certain.
[ It's doubtful any of them do, and he's not above admitting as much. ]
But you and your lot likely remember me after my revival, whereas I do not. There's no denying that we either arrive from different times, or different origins altogether. [ Alternate timelines, alternate universes, a shared fever hallucination... who's to say what the truth is. ]
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Surely it must take a great deal of power to puncture something as vast as space and time. Or is all of this simply a happy accident?