Was I suffering from brain damage? Another concussion?
And there goes the knowledge that Bonesaw is behind this.
Maybe the space girl did it! Or the pew pew guy! 😮
I did a series of multiplication, addition and subtraction in my head and found no problems on that front. Not general brain damage, apparently.
Amnesia?
Sort of, yeah. Very specific amnesia, targeted to make you feel a certain way about everyone around you.
My name is Skitter, I thought, Taylor Anne Hebert. Sixteen. Born in Brockton Bay.
Oh hey, got some new information here. Taylor got a middle name after, presumably, her mom (Annette to Anne is not a big leap), and apparently she’s sixteen rather than fifteen like I’ve been thinking. I suppose it makes sense she would be, considering this started in the later half of the school year and the school year how I worked out the age. My mistake on that part.
Also, I like how she’s putting her cape name before her civilian name now. It fits with the way her cape life has taken over.
Student at Winslow High. Ex-student. Member of the Undersiders.
Yeeah, I don’t think you can really call yourself a student there anymore. It’s been at least a month or two since you were last there, and you don’t seem to have any intentions of going back.
No problems on that front.
My line of thought continued absently, as if I wanted to reassure myself that I was mentally intact. My parents are Dan Hebert and Annette Rose Hebert.
I’m gonna go ahead and headcanon that Taylor’s maternal grandmother’s name was Roseanne and giving daughters a shortened version of their mother’s first name as a middle name is a tradition from that side of the family.
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