Beethoven's Mirror

Luddy looked over to yet another alternate of himself. He would ask on just how many of them are out there besides him, so far he has came across one that has the same hair and was evil and another one with different colored hair and getup that was good at best.

…This one was no different.

"What is up, you ask? The sky, of course!"

…. Ugh, Ludwig. What a terrible, terrible joke. Needless to say, comedy was NOT the koopaling’s forte. 

It took the poor, harmonious soul a moment to fully realize that, lo and behold, he was talking to an alternate version of himself. His brows raised, emeralds watching the … koopaling… closely. Was this trickery of Iggy? Maybe Junior? He wasn’t all too sure. 

Couldn’t it be MORE obvious? Luddy was no different that his alternate..well with the exception of few things that is.

”..Sorry but..this is already strange as it is, other me,” he said. “..and that joke you told earlier couldn’t be more obvious,”

"I admit that joke was in bad form, my... shall we say, twin?"

Ludwig let off a rather toothy grin. Oh, damn, was this guy good. No doubt about it they were cut close from the same cloth. 

Still, though: he wondered how, exactly. Understanding such was beyond the koopaling's capability. It'd be better to just accept the fact rather than play at grabbing straws and wondering.

"Wha? Wendy?!"

He scowled, emeralds shifting slowly to his one and only sister (though how many of her he had seen was all but buried in the past at this point). Mumbling some unintelligible word underneath his breath, he rustled the paper within his claws, letting out a low, quiet sigh.

"If it isn't now that you bother me with your petty wants, it'll be soon; am I not right?" 

Oh, Ludwig. Act the bad one towards your little sister, of course. Giving her something of a stern look, he folded the golden sheets in half, hastily tucking it - along with an auspicious quill - away in his sapphire-blue shell.

"I suppose I am doing okay, now that I think about it," he admitted. "New pieces to compose, new scores to settle."

Wait, what? Was he feeling remorse at all for his actions? Likely not.

Luddy looked over to yet another alternate of himself. He would ask on just how many of them are out there besides him, so far he has came across one that has the same hair and was evil and another one with different colored hair and getup that was good at best.

…This one was no different.

"What is up, you ask? The sky, of course!"

.... Ugh, Ludwig. What a terrible, terrible joke. Needless to say, comedy was NOT the koopaling's forte. 

It took the poor, harmonious soul a moment to fully realize that, lo and behold, he was talking to an alternate version of himself. His brows raised, emeralds watching the ... koopaling... closely. Was this trickery of Iggy? Maybe Junior? He wasn't all too sure. 

ludwigvonkoopa started following you

  Well, then.

Grumbling unintelligible words underneath his breath, he stomped back towards the other koopaling, regarding him with a malice acceptable of the eldest sibling.

Still, though! He HAD to think of something, lest he seem like a fool to his little brother!

“I met a demon named Kneesocks! Oh, and a girl named Chihiro. Besides Wendy, they were the only girls I met. Oh, and Junior too.” 

…

Whups.

“…”

“…”

“I think you need to meet more people… Besides,” He wraps a arm around Ludwig’s shoulder, crouching down a bit to meet his older brother’s height. Being the tallest of the gang has it’s good and bad sides sometimes, bur Iggy has gotten used to it! “What happens if you met a really cool friend! Or even…” Don’t say it Iggy…

“A… Princess? Perish the thought! I’m in no way ready to meet such a being of high caliber!” Ludwig replied, clearly flabbergasted. Oh, yes. Forget the fact that he, too, was royalty, even if of koopa lineage. He liked to forget that at times, preferring to be regular Ludwig, the composer. It was a great personality flaw, and one he preferred to hide underneath.

“I suppose meeting a cool friend would be nice…” he replied with something of a huff. “But how does one socialize anyway?” 

“Hmm, about the socializing thing… Well, it’s all about topics and how you carry the conversation! If one topic ends, start up with someone you like! Who knows, the person you’re talking with may like that certain subject and think you’re a cool guy!”

"Be... Myself." That was a new concept to the koopaling. He held back a chuckle, raising a clawed hand to his mouth. In all reality, how anyone stood the sight of him was beyond a guess.

"So if I keep talking about Beethoven and Mozart, someone is BOUND to talk to me, correct?"

Still, though! He HAD to think of something, lest he seem like a fool to his little brother!

“I met a demon named Kneesocks! Oh, and a girl named Chihiro. Besides Wendy, they were the only girls I met. Oh, and Junior too.” 

…

Whups.

“…”

“…”

“I think you need to meet more people… Besides,” He wraps a arm around Ludwig’s shoulder, crouching down a bit to meet his older brother’s height. Being the tallest of the gang has it’s good and bad sides sometimes, bur Iggy has gotten used to it! “What happens if you met a really cool friend! Or even…” Don’t say it Iggy…

"A... Princess? Perish the thought! I'm in no way ready to meet such a being of high caliber!" Ludwig replied, clearly flabbergasted. Oh, yes. Forget the fact that he, too, was royalty, even if of koopa lineage. He liked to forget that at times, preferring to be regular Ludwig, the composer. It was a great personality flaw, and one he preferred to hide underneath.

"I suppose meeting a cool friend would be nice..." he replied with something of a huff. "But how does one socialize anyway?" 

!!!

Terrible composer…? Ooh, better not let Ludwig hear that. The koopaling thought his concertos and symphanos were the greatest thing to ever grace all ears, and would vehemently deny any affiliation against them. 

A toothy smirk graced his lips, clawed hand brushing back his shock of cerulean hair. Being the oldest of the koopalings certainly had its advantages; it garnered him a sort of respect he liked to think he had. 

“Hello, Iggy,” he offered with little excitement in his voice. Though he was glad about finding more of his siblings as of late, it offered him a tiring response nonetheless. Still, though; one xouldn’t go wrong with mere fallacies.

“What are you up to, anyway? Still concocting your experiments?” He queried, with the same deadpan expression.

“Yep yep! I’ve been experimenting with magic and potions, but I think I’ve been socializing more than the former! I met a lot of humans, which is definitely GRAND! Besides, atleast they don’t know about the plumbers, as far as I know of! Hehehehehehe….!!”

“A lot of humans, huh?” Ludwig wasn’t too terribly fond of the ‘flesh creatures,’ but eh; he’d give this a shot. Besides, if they weren’t friends of those stupid plumbers, they HAD to be good in his books… Right? How slightly ironic…

“Tell me, brother: what kinds of humans are they? Princesses? Peasants? Magical beings? Do tell!”

Still, though! He HAD to think of something, lest he seem like a fool to his little brother!

"I met a demon named Kneesocks! Oh, and a girl named Chihiro. Besides Wendy, they were the only girls I met. Oh, and Junior too." 

...

Whups.

!!!

Terrible composer…? Ooh, better not let Ludwig hear that. The koopaling thought his concertos and symphanos were the greatest thing to ever grace all ears, and would vehemently deny any affiliation against them. 

A toothy smirk graced his lips, clawed hand brushing back his shock of cerulean hair. Being the oldest of the koopalings certainly had its advantages; it garnered him a sort of respect he liked to think he had. 

“Hello, Iggy,” he offered with little excitement in his voice. Though he was glad about finding more of his siblings as of late, it offered him a tiring response nonetheless. Still, though; one xouldn’t go wrong with mere fallacies.

“What are you up to, anyway? Still concocting your experiments?” He queried, with the same deadpan expression.

“Yep yep! I’ve been experimenting with magic and potions, but I think I’ve been socializing more than the former! I met a lot of humans, which is definitely GRAND! Besides, atleast they don’t know about the plumbers, as far as I know of! Hehehehehehe….!!”

"A lot of humans, huh?" Ludwig wasn't too terribly fond of the 'flesh creatures,' but eh; he'd give this a shot. Besides, if they weren't friends of those stupid plumbers, they HAD to be good in his books... Right? How slightly ironic...

"Tell me, brother: what kinds of humans are they? Princesses? Peasants? Magical beings? Do tell!"

!!!

Terrible composer...? Ooh, better not let Ludwig hear that. The koopaling thought his concertos and symphanos were the greatest thing to ever grace all ears, and would vehemently deny any affiliation against them. 

A toothy smirk graced his lips, clawed hand brushing back his shock of cerulean hair. Being the oldest of the koopalings certainly had its advantages; it garnered him a sort of respect he liked to think he had. 

"Hello, Iggy," he offered with little excitement in his voice. Though he was glad about finding more of his siblings as of late, it offered him a tiring response nonetheless. Still, though; one xouldn't go wrong with mere fallacies.

"What are you up to, anyway? Still concocting your experiments?" He queried, with the same deadpan expression.

~ X ~

ludwigvonkoopa started following you

...Good answer; he'd take it.