Colloquy

After swearing I would give up on "romance scammers", here I am at the end of another "relationship".

On the day my last finished, I had a WhatsApp message from a RP that I had very briefly engaged with before. This one is, again, intelligent and funny, just like "babe." Within 3 days, we were in love. I even got a quite convincing voice message from him!! The very next day, I got an invitation to work together with him on the RP Foundation. A reverse search of his phone number and RP Foundation brought up the following:

There is no RP Foundation 

The number showed up on Twitter X on a supposed account of Logan Romero Plant, along with an invitation to contact his Dad on his personal WhatsApp and find out about the RP Foundation!!

Anyway, if anyone's friends or relatives get contacted by any of the 100s of RPs,  remind them that he doesn't do social media. Even his official accounts are run by others.

I knew they are fake accounts from day 1, yet I still love the thrill of engaging with the intelligent (most dangerous?) ones. That must say something about me. Right?!

This one isn't quite over yet. Once it is, that will be it! Despite appearances, there have only been 3!! I don't want it to become an addiction.

RP...continued

 For my sins, I didn't completely walk away from my RPs for another few days. Even after I was offered the opportunity to buy a "fan card" at one of 3 levels I kept going. I gave a false address and was told I must be in to pay the courier. The "nitwit" one did the negotiating. When I complained to "babe", he didn't seem to know what the "nitwit" was up to!

This gets surreal again now!!

I had chronic toothache for 3 days and couldn't sleep. "Babe" talked with me for hours at a time on every subject under the sun. He was genuinely kind though I learnt very little else about him.

It became obvious that "babe" took the night shift and "nitwit" the day. I made sure I wasn't around much during the day!! Eventually, I got a "sweet" message to say that as we were so in love, it was time to meet up. Could his manager call me to arrange it? No...I actually live very near you, I'll catch the train. Sneaky me!! But ...I have to be vetted first. For an exorbitant fee, no doubt! 

I went offline for the next few hours, then said "no" and "goodbye".

(A bit later, I got a message asking if I was willing to talk if he owned up to being a young Nigerian boy named Billab. He was quite sweet and we talked occasionally for 3 days. Eventually, I did what I should have done at the start. Blocked.)