[network] @jwatson; Paranoia Strikes Deep [Night 246]

[jumpthegun]

Right. I just want to be clear given that obituary. I don't know you people. I've never met any of you. Yes, I've seen some of the logs and I've read through your guides, so don't bother telling me to do that. I don't know what the hell you're playing at or how you managed to get audio and video footage of me like that, but I'm not indulging you.

My name is Dr. John Watson. If you require medical advice, I can provide it. Otherwise, I'm a bit busy. Thank you.

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[phaseshifter]

Dreams don't tend to keep text consistent, if you can even manage to read it in the first place. Or so I've read. On the ECHOnet.

[jumpthegun]

I'm reading these messages. The ones who are typing back to me.

[This is a patently silly suggestion, Angel.]

And I've read through the Guides. Is the ECHOnet what you call the Internet here?

[phaseshifter]

Then there you go! Pretty easy to conclude that you aren't dreaming. And no, uhm - people here call the Internet "the Internet." The ECHOnet is similar, but based where I come from. Here we just have the network. No outside access to cute cat videos, I'm afraid.

[jumpthegun]

[John squints at his tablet, then chooses to just ignore most of her snide comments.]

Well, now I know where I am: Hell. No cute cat videos? I don't think I'll be going on, thanks.