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[ifwebefriends.livejournal.com]

No, I'm not Alec Campion, typist.

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[lieu-murphy.livejournal.com]

You probably expect a lot of these responses but who are you?

[ifwebefriends.livejournal.com]

I expect nothing! Therefore everything is a delightful surprise.

I'm Rob Fellowes. I produce music. And despite what my typist seems to think after reading a stupid novel last night, I am not the spitting image of Alec Campion.

And you?

[lieu-murphy.livejournal.com]

You don't get tired of being surprised all the time?

Nice to meet you, Mr. Fellowes.

Lieutenant Connie Murphy. I arrest people.

[ifwebefriends.livejournal.com]

Not really. It's preferable to the alternative of being bored all the time.

Hullo, Connie! Your job sounds exciting.

[lieu-murphy.livejournal.com]

I have a feeling you're the sort that gets bored easily.

It has it's moments. Not as glamorous as yours though.

[theworstsin.livejournal.com]

Sounds like being mistaken for this man annoys you.

[ifwebefriends.livejournal.com]

Being mistaken for anyone else annoys me. I'm a sodding A-list personality in my own right; I shouldn't have to deal with being told I resemble anybody.

[theworstsin.livejournal.com]

Quite the opposite of myself--

I much rather it when I am recognized as anyone but myself.

[ifwebefriends.livejournal.com]

What'd you do that you're so eager to be someone else, then?

[abbytude.livejournal.com]

You look a little like this guy my ex knows...Monty? Morty? Marty?

[ifwebefriends.livejournal.com]

No. He looks a little like me.

[abbytude.livejournal.com]

Fine. I guess you did come first. Being old as dirt...

[ifwebefriends.livejournal.com]

Dirt's pretty bloody old, you know.

[crusades-r-us.livejournal.com]

You can be anything you want to be, didn't your mother ever teach you that?

And for the record: yes, I'm being a pain. Deal with it...it's chaos-making and you love me for it. *beams*

[ifwebefriends.livejournal.com]

I didn't have a mother, and thank God for that. They seem to be pernicious influences.

...Rian, love, you are aware there is a difference between "promoting chaos" and "being a pain", yes?

[crusades-r-us.livejournal.com]

See the 'I'm just being a pain' disclaimer above. I'm aware...buut, that's something we have in common, sorta.

*nods, beaming cheerfully* Yep! I like to think I ride a fine line, balance my annoying tendencies fairly well, and manage to do it all with a much better complexion than any single working mother with magic powers has a right to.

But admit it...even when I'm a pain, you love me. Because you totally do. :P

[ifwebefriends.livejournal.com]

If you're going to keep playing the "trickster/chaos" card, I'm going to start demanding proof. What've you done lately that's promoted chaos? Misrule? The abjuration of order or sanity? As opposed to irritation.

> But admit it...even when I'm a pain, you love me. Because you totally do.

*taps chin thoughtfully* What would happen, I wonder, if I were to say not? Would your head implode?

[a-chaitlin.livejournal.com]

You don't even look like an Alec.

[abbytude.livejournal.com]

*cough*a smart alec *cough*

[ifwebefriends.livejournal.com]

What do I look like, d'you think?

[a-chaitlin.livejournal.com]

Now that is an excellent question *looks him up and down, then does so again*

Oh dear ... to get in a witty jibe, or to stroke that ego of yours. Decisions, decisions ...

[ifwebefriends.livejournal.com]

If you can't manage to do both in one sentence, dearheart, you're not trying hard enough.

[neversee-inside.livejournal.com]

Who in the blue hell is Alec Campion?

*blinks*

And who do I gotta pay to smack me for saying 'the blue hell?' Christ, I'm turning into Carter...

[ifwebefriends.livejournal.com]

Character in a novel. Mad party-going sort, complete wreck, brilliant despite it all.

The typist seems to think I resemble him in some fashion.

*chuckles* Who's Carter?

[neversee-inside.livejournal.com]

*snorts and rolls her eyes* Dude, ain't that a pain in the ass? You should hear some of the crap my writer thinks about me. Stupid fucking shit, man.

Carter? Guess you could call him a pseudo-uncle. He's dating my Aunt Kiki. Southern jackass, minus the jackass part 'cause he's actually pretty cool. But he's always saying stupid Southern crap like 'blue hell' and 'y'all.' You know.