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Joshua is a name I like so I’m going to use this name for my brand new voice character who will be a male version of me.
“Joshua is a sad ass name, Cow!”
Well, I’d be a sad ass male so I think this name is perfect.
“Makes sense! All your voices including me are sad ass cases and you are writing a sad ass story. So why do you need a Joshua-male-version of yours?”
“I can’t use Voice Diogo, he left, I mean I left oh it’s difficult to explain…”
“Two voices? who is the other one?”
Yes I’m rather curious now, I was about to say these exact words, I mean type them.
“And it was not me actually saying the two voices part but it was my intention to ask the same!”
Echoes, that’s what it is, from us. From the future. Could be something wrong with security in my brain. I think this is a matter of having a bug. Damn!
“Shit! I know what it is but I’m scared to talk!”
“Spill the beans!”
“She said she is illegally using that dream set to contact you and maybe somebody found out what she is doing.”
Is that all she said?
“She didn’t feel real anymore, but can’t leave.”
“When did she feel this way?”
“When Voice Diogo disappeared from your brain. By the way the dream set is a nice place for a celibate brain like yours. She stopped being erotic.”
No, no, no, I’m not buying it. It’s a trap, and the bug is hers!
“I CANNOT LIVE!”
What? Did you say that?
“No! I know I cannot live I got used to it, Cow!”
“Oh my God!”
That was me.
“What are we going to do?”
“That was me now too..”
I have the best youtube video for it. Just replay 1:54:45 for 999 times. That will clear all bugs.
“WHERE IS HE?”
Now, I need this brain and nobody is going to produce fake voices around here or echoes, except me of course. Where are the ladybugs?
“THERE’RE HERE, COME AND GET THEM! WE NEED TO TALK, COME ASAP!”
TONIGHT I WILL, AS JOSHUA NOW SHUT UP!
“I don’t really like her anymore…”
“I knew you wouldn’t eventually.”
“That was you.”
That was me.
if you are interested in this story then here are more parts, not all but enough to regret perhaps ever reading it.