On apping into a horror game and writing the backstory.

[dreambiggerdoll]

Right so I know why you're trotting me out again, darling, clearly you miss me and I can also fill a void and allow you to continue to play with all these lovely people you adore.

I'm useful I know, possibly one of the most useful and helpful muses you have. There's one small part however, that I wish you could reconsider.



Why on earth are you telling them my real name on this application? I haven't been Bob in years, darling. I'm barely even Robert these days. I like Eames. It's safer that way. FFor me, for London, for fucking One Two and his fucking crew.

No one cares about how Handsome Bob grew up and left the life to become something of a Rocknrolla in a completely different field. Hell I wouldn't even know where to begin telling One Two about this and yet you're telling, not only the crew, but everyone else who will read this app?

Why do you kill the mystery that is Eames, love. I'm begging you. There's no one behind that curtain, least of all a kid who used to be known as Handsome Bob.

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[loadedparadox]

Handsome Bob.

That's... What? Was Kind Of Charming Robert taken?

[dreambiggerdoll]

No one ever called me Robert but my mum. But I was the pretty one so the mates I grew up with all named me Handsome Bob.

[loadedparadox]

I admit though, I'm confused if you're more about your dreamshare life knowing about that life, or that life knowing about this one.

[dreambiggerdoll]

Bit of both really, darling. I mean I suppose it wouldn't be horrible for you to learn all my sordid past, but I just can't see explaining what we do to the people I grew up with.

[loadedparadox]

Let me get this straight. I'm the embarrassment?

[dreambiggerdoll]

Hardly. I'm rarely ever embarrassed by you.

The mates I grew up with? Most of them would ask if you were a mark initially, love, the way you look. You're also far too good for a little bit of scum like me.

The Wild Bunch...I wouldn't know how to even begin explaining the dreamsharing to them. They're small time crooks. No imagination, no ambition.

[loadedparadox]

I'm not arguing about the too good for you part, though I point out I make that choice, not you. The scum appellation though you can leave off. I don't care what you've done, who you were, don't do that.

Do explain it without the dreams. You've taken forging to a new level and bigger crimes. You don't steal wallets, or pinch banks, you steal empires.

[dreambiggerdoll]

You didn't know me before, love. Scum was sadly quite applicable, if not to me, then to the mates I ran with.

One Two would want to get in on that, see? Steal himself an empire or two and then live like a king in Siam while the rest of us go steal our money the hard way.

[loadedparadox]

I know the man you are. I'm judging by that and not what you might have been. We all have pasts, Eames.

Your friend is a friend of Charles Dickens, then?