In contemporary times the self can be morphed, copied, coded and re-presented. Does this mean that our sense of identity comes down to the reflected image alone? Are bodies lumbering, useless vessels, that represent nothing but blood and guts? Is our identity formed only by our online presence; our likes, our dislikes, our favourites? Have we become the passwords we choose and the questions used to identify the “real” us behind the computer screen? We ask ourselves, not only what next, but what came before, and who am I? Fiona battles herself and she who has become her.