I’ve got a small community in my head

“I'm talking to myself in two different personas now. I'm reaching for a full-throttle meltdown and why not? Why stop halfway? Why not just go for it, jump on and ride the wave?” Who am I really? Who was the original?

[addy-in-wonderland]

♪ Think about it... ♪

[addy-in-wonderland]

                            “—More?”

Addy was lost for a second                     just a moment before she turned back to the piano                    tiny hands on the keys… 

                                               A melody began to play—                                                one of her favorites…

♫ Dancing bears…    Painted wings..                         …things I almost remember…    And a song…    someone sings…                         …once upon a December.. ♫

                                                           The piano started to swell..

♫ Someone holds me safe and warm…     Horses prance through a silver storm…      Figures dancing gracefully…        Across…          my mem-mories..” ♫

[cecilia-isntalone]

                         The tune seemed to pull away the being                          cast it back into the thoughts that might fill their head,                          if that were a certain thing -- it definitely wasn’t.                                      Did Langley actually think?                                               Or were they just instinct,                                                going through the motions of                                                 a wolf.

              “ ’s. . . nice."

[addy-in-wonderland]

♪ Think about it... ♪

[addy-in-wonderland]

Addy smiled a wide            s p e c i a l                Addy smile.

                  “Yeah I did,                      Didn’t I?”

[cecilia-isntalone]

A stringy hair fell before eyes,            but it was quickly blown away with a throaty huff.

                                   “Yes. Child did.                                        Sing more."

[addy-in-wonderland]

♪ Think about it... ♪

[addy-in-wonderland]

"Higher Love! —"

                  She paused, puzzled for a moment…     “Uh… I don’t know who sings it…”

[cecilia-isntalone]

A head cocked, eyes rolling to the floor before returning to the girl -- slowly.

                                  “You.                              You sing it.                               . . .just did."

[causeeverybodyloves-lucy]

How do you think the high five was invented?

[cecilia-isntalone]

Is this you asking for one?          Because I can totally give one right now.

[addy-in-wonderland]

♪ Think about it... ♪

[addy-in-wonderland]

Addy smiled, allowing her fellow patient to lighten the mood of the song— upping the tempo to the original instead of her slower version.

♪ Things look bad everywhere…              In this whole world, what is fair?                        We walk blind, and we try to see…                                       But it’s standing right in front of me…. ♪

She plays a small piano interlude, her fingers dancing softly on the piano…

♪ Bring me your higher love…. Bring me your higher love— ohh… Bring me your higher love… What this—            higher love… I’ve been dreaming of?♪

[cecilia-isntalone]

“That’s. . .

                  -- --pretty. . .

                                                                  What called."

[addy-in-wonderland]

♪ Think about it... ♪

♪ This must be a higher love…               down in my hear and in the stars above….

                                 ♪ It’s magic..  So don’t go wasting time…                                  Look inside your heart and I’ll look inside mine.. ♪

[cecilia-isntalone]

[makes a shoddy attempt of singing along]

[causeeverybodyloves-lucy]

Well… I’m not very good at either.

But I enjoy it, nonetheless.

[cecilia-isntalone]

I really doubt that anyone here is good at it. And even if they are, we’ll be having too much fun being bad together.

[causeeverybodyloves-lucy]

I really do like dancing.

[cecilia-isntalone]

Liiike... dancing dancing or ballroom dancing?

                 Because I’m down for both, honestly.

[causeeverybodyloves-lucy]

A dance?

[cecilia-isntalone]

Hell yeah! Should be fun, right?

[fuckyesorphanblack]

To help her quickly shuck one character and assume another, she devised musical playlists and a style of dancing for each clone. She used to mostly flail around in private, but since then, the Toronto-based Ms. Maslany has been taking the party to the “Orphan Black” set and home. “I dance around and make a lot of noises,” she said, laughing. “My neighbors must love me.” - Tatiana Maslany, photographed Sam Comen, for The New York Times.

[yevgenygallavich]

I.. I’ll just leave.. to not .. cause you any trouble. -smiles as he turns and walks away-

[cecilia-isntalone]

Wait. I'm willing to give you a chance.

[causeeverybodyloves-lucy]

I feel like you’re reading my mind every time it’s your turn….

… Are you cheating?

[cecilia-isntalone]

Cheating! Me, Lora-- a cheater? Unheard of! I'm offended you would think such a thing! [she laughed, falling back to lean on her elbows] 

How do cheat in monopoly anyway? Besides, stealing from the bank and all that.

[lucas-fletcher]

I can’t say I know how to efficiently play this little game- You’re going easy on me, right, Lora?…  [He rolls the die in his hand, letting it tumble a bit before releasing it against the board.]

[cecilia-isntalone]

Ah-- [she tilted her head, grinning] Yeah, I am.

I've played so much of this game, it's ridiculous. Gotten strangely good at it, or maybe not so strangely... but whatever, you get it.

[daredevilednicole]

Couple days to a week…depends on how I feel.

[cecilia-isntalone]

Oh. How willing to put in the effort then, yeah? I got it.

[lucas-fletcher]

Alright.. So does that make it my turn then?…

[cecilia-isntalone]

Uhh... [she examined the board, making sure she covered everything] Yeah. Your turn.

[daredevilednicole]

At least five.

[cecilia-isntalone]

How long does it take for each?

[yevgenygallavich]

You look like you don’t want me here.

Don’t worry I’m used to that by now so.

[cecilia-isntalone]

Whatever. Do what you want.