I have a momentary feeling of compassion for Spizz being vulnerable. But it still makes me laugh. 🙂
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-Nighttime fell, and Audri lay in the living room on the couch in the dimly-lit room. Spizz entered and said, “Thoos. You’re still up. Aren’t you going to bed?” Audri said, “Heh. Don’t know where it is.” Spizz said, “It can feel like that when one returns home after a long time away. You know, that Audri pretended to be you. She even saved my life. I was beginning to believe her.” Audri said, “Sorry. The torturers got a lot of info out of me. I’m sure she was convincing.” Spizz said, “It was hard. She even described the circumstances of our first kiss. You remember?” Audri said, “Of course. um… how could I forget such a… um.. sweaty moment?” Ever-so-slightly insecurely, Spizz asked, “Want to make out?” Audri sat their, baffled as to how to reply. Than she said, “Do you mind if we wait until tomorrow night? I’m feeling too overwhelmed by the idea of meeting my torturer again.” Clenching a fist and grinning, Spizz said, “Sure. I hope it cheers you to know I gave her a punch in the face and in the gut.” Audri said, “Yeah. Sure. Wheee.”
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What’s the word in psychology that describes responding to someone who’s convinced you’re somebody else who looks just like you? Doppelganger isn’t it. And now I’m coming up with fake terms, like deja woo-hoo.
Capgras syndrome.
This comment section is so educational. Thanks, Coyote.
Close, but that’s when you suspect a friend or relative is an impostor. I’m looking for the term when you ARE that impostor, and you’re maintaining that false identity to others. Sort of an anti-Capgras syndrome. You know — when you’re your own doppelganger, pretending to be that other person. Audri’s problem right now. Isn’t there a theatrical or law enforcement shibboleth for this sort of thing?