Blink. Blink. Blinkety blink. The idea that she might have more than one of herself out there, or at least more than one god-like being sharing her social network’s power, actually shut Facebook up. This was not a common occurrence. She was known for being spammy both as a god and virtually.
A hand rose to swipe her fuchsia bangs out of her eyes as she let the news sink in. “Well that explains why my attempt to visit Moscow left me in some Podunk town in Idaho.”