I_Am_Revan_231 has logged in

I am definitely NOT that Darth Revan, so stop asking me about it and sending angry Jedi after me! From now on only my friends can message me.

Totally_not_Darth_Malak sent you a message

Revan?!

Um... Hello?

REVAN?!

No, I'm not Revan! And who are you and why are you in my friends list?!

Stop blabbering! I KILLED YOU FEW DAYS AGO, WHY ARE YOU ALIVE?!

I'm sorry, sir, but I don't know what are you talking about! It's all a mistake!

I... Who are you if not Darth Revan?

You know, it's you who started accusing me of such things like being genocidal murdering betraying scum like – pfu! - Revan, so maybe you'll introduce yourself first?

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Ok, nevermind. I guess I shouldn't have logged in in the first place..

Ok, ok! Wait a moment.

Right...

I am... Alek Squirt, as you can see in my username I am totally NOT Darth Malak. I was just surprised to see you logging in because your account belongs – belonged now, I guess – to my BFF... uhm... Evarn. Yeah, definitely Evarn. And I heard somewhere that he was killed, so you understand my shock when you logged in.

Oh, I'm sorry for your loss. I am not this Evarn – my name is Drant v'Rhea but you can call me Drant. So, I presume you were just joking around with that Revan and Malak usernames and you are not really that Revan and Malak?

Yeeah, we, uhm, we liked to roleplay a lot and they were war heroes after all, so we wanted to be like them. Of course, that was when we were teenagers when they were faithful Jedi but we still called ourselves Revan and Malak. Just nicknames, really.

Oh, I know what you mean! Weird, I remember that once I knew a small old greenskinned person that I along with my best friend L'Kaam was calling „Yoda", though I'm not sure exactly why... But wait! You said that you killed this Revan!

Oh! No, it was just a... uhm, just a typo. I meant to write „HE killed you...", meaning... Darth Malak! I meant that Darth Malak killed my best friend Revan who is not THE Revan but my BFF that I used to call Revan.

Oh, I think I understand. Well, I'm really sorry; I lost a lot of friends and acquintances during war and I know that feeling. If you need any help or you know, you just want to chat with someone... I think I'll be online for a while.

You know, I'm wondering...

Yes?

How did you get that account?

Oh! You know... I really don't know. Weird, huh? Hmm, let me think for a moment...

If you got anything, please tell me. It is really important for me.

I know, I know, I'm trying to recall my memories. Let me see... I was sitting in my room, my roommate Trask was sleeping because he was after a night shift. I was cleaning my jacket and found that piece of paper with a username and a password. And the address of this holosite. So I decided to check it out - who knows, maybe that was my lost password for a really nice shipping shop I was trying to find? - and then you showed up.

Hmm... That is weird, Drant, but... thanks. I guess. Will you be keeping this account?

I wouldn't feel okay with that, with this being your dead friend's account. I think I'd rather create a new account and I don't know... Delete this one? Just leave it?

Do what you'd like to, I'm sure... Evarn wouldn't mind either way. But write to me, please? I'd like to talk with you some time. Ask you a few questions.

Sure thing! Whaddya want to know?

Maybe not now.. You see, I'm needed somewhere else, my... uhm, break in my job is coming to an end. Why don't we talk more later, after 6pm GST? If that's okay with you, of course.

You know, why not! I have free evening, so good luck with your job, Alek, and see you later!

See you, uhm, Drant.