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[oh hello hadriel. it's "connor" but this isn't the silly laid back way he normally starts his posts, he looks very serious as he starts talking.]
Man, you guys are collectively the weirdest group of social media users. One day you're asking who ships what the next day you're making vague comments about something horrible someone did once. And it's always, "oh I couldn't possibly tell you what I did, but let me look for emotional support for my vast and intense guilt!" Please. You think you deserve sympathy for that?
[connor laughs, cold and bitter and shakes his head.]
I get it, I do. It's easier to not talk about it. Easier to live on the reputations you've built while you've been here and ask for help based solely on what people know than give up the ghost and actually show them the skeletons in your closet that you're so upset about. Maybe your friends will just imagine you cheated on your significant other once upon a time, or you accidentally lied to your mom, or you did something that, when we tell the whole story, actually sounds like it wasn't your fault at all. The kinds of things good people feel guilty about.
But let's face us - how many of us are actually good people? Why waste our time talking in circles about vague half-truths or covering our obviously deep-seeded issues with superfluous shitposting?
[he clears his throat and is quiet for a moment - dramatic flair, like he's about to drop some real truth bombs. (he is.)]
Here, I'll start: I killed my professor's husband with a group of friends. We covered up the murder like the good little future-lawyers that we are. We did a good job. We'll probably get away with it. Not that I'm likely to find out, since I'm stick here with all of you now.
[he's just going to let that...sink it. better to do it now before people start getting completely paranoid about the doubles than later on. but even if they figure out he's not his original - what does it matter? this wasn't some lie he was fabricating.]
That feels good, getting that out there. Now it's your turn.
Man, you guys are collectively the weirdest group of social media users. One day you're asking who ships what the next day you're making vague comments about something horrible someone did once. And it's always, "oh I couldn't possibly tell you what I did, but let me look for emotional support for my vast and intense guilt!" Please. You think you deserve sympathy for that?
[connor laughs, cold and bitter and shakes his head.]
I get it, I do. It's easier to not talk about it. Easier to live on the reputations you've built while you've been here and ask for help based solely on what people know than give up the ghost and actually show them the skeletons in your closet that you're so upset about. Maybe your friends will just imagine you cheated on your significant other once upon a time, or you accidentally lied to your mom, or you did something that, when we tell the whole story, actually sounds like it wasn't your fault at all. The kinds of things good people feel guilty about.
But let's face us - how many of us are actually good people? Why waste our time talking in circles about vague half-truths or covering our obviously deep-seeded issues with superfluous shitposting?
[he clears his throat and is quiet for a moment - dramatic flair, like he's about to drop some real truth bombs. (he is.)]
Here, I'll start: I killed my professor's husband with a group of friends. We covered up the murder like the good little future-lawyers that we are. We did a good job. We'll probably get away with it. Not that I'm likely to find out, since I'm stick here with all of you now.
[he's just going to let that...sink it. better to do it now before people start getting completely paranoid about the doubles than later on. but even if they figure out he's not his original - what does it matter? this wasn't some lie he was fabricating.]
That feels good, getting that out there. Now it's your turn.

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A good person would've gone to the cops. Would've ended it before all those other people got hurt.
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Your professor blackmailed you. She should've gone to the cops and argued on your behalf, not dug you all deeper into this hole.
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She just played on a propensity towards nastiness that was already in all of us.
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[ Ruining your law career before you even have one... yep. That would be bad. ]
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[that's what annalise always said, wasn't it? that she was protecting them?]
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[ It sounds like blackmail no matter how you put it, even if Matt doesn't know all the details... ]
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[connor believes this. both versions of him. he doesn't want to, but annalise has gotten to him way more than he's wanted.]
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[ Matt hasn't even met Annalise and he already hates her. ]
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[maybe not his tho. but definitely wes and rebecca]
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[ Somehow Connor doesn't seem like the kind of kid who'd sneak into a professor's house to steal their data. Or maybe Matt wants to think he isn't. ]
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If it doesn't matter it's because it wasn't there. You never intended to commit any crimes, didn't you? Did your friends put you up to it?
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I could have gone to the police. I could have stopped it, or left, or told them no.
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Look, my point is this, Connor. I know it's not all black and white. The law doesn't always work.
[ And because Matt is awful at this... ]
You could have told me.
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If you say so.
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[ "Hi I'm Matt Murdock and I'm a huge hypocrite." ]
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