CLONES

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

[In a darker hall of the dressing room, filled with dust bunnies and cobwebs stands this replica, currently examining the area. He's looked through the doors, many of the being rooms either empty or complete messes. However, the one he's just discovered is quite full... of cloning equipment. Large test tubes span the area, while papers, perhaps notes, are scattered on the ground. Most of the tubes are empty, but a few contain specimens, some incomplete and appearing much like fetuses... others resembling Rikus.

He looks a bit puzzled.]

Comments

[withoutage.livejournal.com]

[ don't mind him coming up behind "Riku", eyes narrowed. ]

This place is disgusting.

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

You've got that right.

[he glances back at his duplicate... huh. Weird hair.]

What's the point in making clones of me, anyway?

[withoutage.livejournal.com]

Easy to manipulate.

[ peers at one of the fetus-like things. ]

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

So? There's no way a fake can stand up to the Real Thing.

[withoutage.livejournal.com]

What if the fake thinks it is the "Real Thing"?

[ strolls along slowly, eyes passing over each of the incomplete clones. ]

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

They'd have to be pretty dense to think that.

[withoutage.livejournal.com]

Not when there's someone messing with their memories. I know, I've been through it all.

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

[This kitten just loves wandering around. It's pawing at the scattered debris on the floor, before looking up at the contents of the tubes.]

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

[...it's a cat. What.]

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

[Blinks up at Riku.

Then sits on his foot :>]

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

[...buh why. Just...stares at the cat. Why so on his foot? 8c]

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

[Cause this means it likes you. It sat on a Roxas' boot too.]

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

[...guhhh. He'll. Attempt to pet it.]

Y SO PSYCHIC?

[chilly-touch.livejournal.com]

*you are being watched from a dark corner*

WHY HELLO VEXEN

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

[...he can smell you-- I mean. Glances over to him.]

Vexen.

truefax: I was gonna make a post with Vexen and his own test tubes of creepiness

[chilly-touch.livejournal.com]

*steps out of the shadows, eying you like a specimen*

Oh, so you do know me. I had wondered.

oops? XD

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

Kind of hard not to. You were one of them.

s'ok XD i have another idea to use

[chilly-touch.livejournal.com]

You mean a member of Organization XIII? Or do you mean a Nobody?

*oh ho he's got you figured you out after a quick scan*

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

Both. Didn't Axel get rid of you?

hivemind. I swear I was planning something very similar. XD

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[it's been quite a while since he last went exploring the dressing room. now he's emerging from a room down the hall and is quite surprised to see someone else this far away from the main areas. he approaches.]

...you're the second one to say that XD

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

[hm? He glances at him, but remains silent]

creepy, right?

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[he would greet the other, but he's too distracted by the strange room. or rather, by the replicas in the tubes. he's trying to decide which ones are the most disturbing, the fetuses or the near-complete ones.]

For... for how long have these been here?

oh, absolutely

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

Beats me. I just found this place not too long ago.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[he carefully walks into the room, biting his lip.]

I wonder who made them... and if they were made here or just got sent here.

[there's something vaguely unsettling about the idea of the replicas appearing here all on their own.]

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

Might just be another one of this world's tricks.