Alright let's do this.

[oldfashionedfutureboy]

 ...Clones?


Clones. You want me to go to a goddamn island in the goddamn future full of self aware clones.

And you want me to be a clone along with the rest of the madhouse.

No, no, and no. Not gonna happen. I don't care if there's a clone of Jim, I don't care if the whole damn command crew is there in clone form, I'm not going.  Between space or the clones, I'll take space in a heartbeat; flares and Klingons and hobgoblins and all.

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[kwirkin]

[He's not even remotely sure, but by god, he'll fake it!]

I think I would remember something like that.

[Yes, Jim. Of course. You would remember being drugged. That makes perfect sense.]

[oldfashionedfutureboy]

With how you were flopp'n around like a ragdoll, kid? I doubt it.