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[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

Most persistent spam ever I'm assuming that this isn't for a Viagra support group How the hell do you do this?

Hello. I got tired of deleting the email from my inbox and this seemed to be the only way to get it to stop. I'm not entirely sure what comes next but I hope it doesn't result in more random emails from mysterious sources. Is there a next step to this or am I free to reclaim my internet connection again?

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[shiningone.insanejournal.com]

Well, you still have your internet. Just have to put up with a bunch of us, now. The others here might explain it a lot better than I can... I'm still pretty new myself.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

When you say new, do you mean new to this help group mailing list in particular? Because the email I got seemed to imply other things.

[roseredheart.insanejournal.com]

Oh, hi there! I'm Amanda.

Now that you're here, the emails like that will stop. Promise. We're a group of... unique individuals. We're all supposed to be working together here, as far as I understand it, but I guess the next step would be figuring out your other name and which of the groups you belong to.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

So long as you don't call me Late For Dinner

My name is Calvin Hobson. Call me Cal, I guess. When you ask about other names, I am going to guess that you don't mean like a confirmation or a middle name.

[roseredheart.insanejournal.com]

It's very nice to meet you, Cal.

But, um, no, not really. I don't want to freak you out, and I don't know if you've watched the news much over the last several months, but if you've heard any talk about godlings... Well... that's us.

But the people here are good people. Really.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

*There is a very, very long wait before Cal's next post shows on the board and, if it had been done by hand, the paper would have been torn clean through by the number of false-starts and erasures.*

My other name is Bes.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

But I'm just a normal guy so I probably got this email by accident. I teach second graders in Harlem. Nothing more dangerous than spit-balls, honest.

[heraldofthedeep.insanejournal.com]

Hm. Fresh blood. You're not a Greek. Which group is yours, and what skills do you bring?

[venusingucci.insanejournal.com]

Hello, dear. Welcome to our little group.

I'm Callista Lovelace--yes, dear, the Callista Lovelace. Also known as Aphrodite.

Do make yourself at home.

[roseredheart.insanejournal.com]

I don't think anyone gets directed here by accident. But we come from all different walks of life.

So... It's Bes? That makes you... Egyptian, then? I'm not as up-to-date on my Egyptian mythology as I am with my Greek, I'm sorry.

My other name is Erato. Muse of lyric love poetry and mimic imitation.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

Not Greek at all. German, Welsh, and Polish is about it, I think. Maybe a bit of Czech.

Skills? Is this a job interview that I don't know about? I'm a second-grade teacher. I can wrangle up to 30 kids under the age of seven without too much trouble. I teach piano at the Boys and Girls Club so I guess you can add piano, guitar, bass, and percussion to the list. I write a little music.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

It's a pleasure to meet you, Ms Lovelace. My sisters are huge fans of your work.

This really is happening, isn't it?

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

Please don't apologize. You already know more than I do and you offered some help here.

So... hello.

[roseredheart.insanejournal.com]

I'm sure you'll get used to this all very soon.

So... What is it that you teach?

[guardienne.insanejournal.com]

Bes... I should have expected you'd be next. You never miss a party like this.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

Second grade. So whatever the kids will sit still for, basically. I also volunteer-teach piano to kids on the side at the local Boys and Girls Club. One kid is trying to get me to teach him guitar, too. I think he thinks it will help him get a girlfriend. Just tell me to stop talking, okay? Geez.

What do you do?

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

I'm sorry. Do we know each other? I hope not because I am going to go step into traffic if we met and I am forgetting your name.

[roseredheart.insanejournal.com]

Oh, how wonderful! That is so sweet.

Me, well... I'm a sophomore studying Classics at the University of Washington, and I usually work as a barista. Sometimes, I'll go up with my guitar on open mike nights, but mostly I like to listen. I haven't been working recently, though, and I'm taking the semester off, though. Lately, I've just been focused on taking care of my baby boy, Alex. He's just over a month old now.

[heraldofthedeep.insanejournal.com]

...you're saying you don't have any combat or strategy skills?

Looks like I'll have to put you with the rudimentary training class once that's set up.

[venusingucci.insanejournal.com]

Charmed to hear it, dear boy.

And yes, I'm afraid so, my sweet. I hear you're with the Egyptians? I do count some of your number among my dearest friends.

[guardienne.insanejournal.com]

We did, once. But I believe this is our first meeting in this lifetime.

You don't remember me? Bastet?

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

I don't know what strategy skills you are looking for. I was in the Risk club back in high school. Does that count?

I live in NYC and have never been mugged. Does that count, too?

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

I guess I am. Or that's what I'm being told. It's good to have friends.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

I know enough of Egyptian mythology to recognize the name Bastet. That and I've read Sandman I'm sorry if I don't remember more but it's very nice to meet you again. I hope I remember more so I'm not a disappointment.

I guess we'll be teammates then and it will be good to see a friendly face.

[blackdestroyer.insanejournal.com]

Shit, seems we're crawling with new guys What the fuck's going on? Some fucking membership drive?

Sorry, shug. Name's Ciara Talbot.