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lividrp

Yeah, ‘course we’ll do this again. You’re a great apprentice. Oh, hey, we’re here!

> You step out into the clearing, and—

> Who is that?

...

Stay here, Nebula.

> You lift an arm in their direction, to keep them from going further.

> then, you’re trudging forward, cautious eyes staring at the stranger.

... a husk?... you guys haven’t been messing with clones, have you? Wait, you wouldn’t know, you’ve been hangin’ out with me.

> You step closer.

Oh god, it’s...

Xephos.

lividrp

N-no. Nebs, it’s definitely him. I’ve known this guy since the beginning, ‘course I’m gonna know what his original looks like.

...

Virus.

You’re defending the guy who literally has been lying to you ever since you met him. The guy who faked his own death. The guy who forced me to work at his stupid lab until my brain melted.

You can’t stop me from getting revenge.

theartofbadescapes

Sure I can!

>You nod, confident in your abilities.

I can pretty much take you on right now and win, actually. So I’d say I’d do pretty good at stopping you!

>You look over to Nebula.

Don’t worry I’ll probably just drop them where the robot dropped me, and I’ll bring him back after he’s tired out. Aaalso, like, you know. It’s less ‘defending him’ and more ‘I think the way you’re trying to get revenge is stupid because you’re stupid’, y’know?~

>You giggle, rolling your shoulders.

You aren’t even going to listen to him because you’re too caught up in your own troubles and problems ‘cus you’re selfish and mean.

So, yeah, think I’m gonna take it from here, yeah? Yeah.

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lividrp

Yeah, ‘course we’ll do this again. You’re a great apprentice. Oh, hey, we’re here!

> You step out into the clearing, and—

> Who is that?

...

Stay here, Nebula.

> You lift an arm in their direction, to keep them from going further.

> then, you’re trudging forward, cautious eyes staring at the stranger.

... a husk?... you guys haven’t been messing with clones, have you? Wait, you wouldn’t know, you’ve been hangin’ out with me.

> You step closer.

Oh god, it’s...

Xephos.

lividrp

> The blow sends you backwards, and you nearly fall over.

> Thankfully, there’s a tree to catch your fall.

> Steadying yourself, and holding your knuckle to the blood trickling down your nose, you glare at the one who’d punched you.

the hell are you?... wait, you’re Virus, right? Xeph’s——

> Your eyes widen as they land on Virus’ companion.

...Xephos.

> your hand lowers, turning into a fist.

I’d recognize your original anywhere.

> YOU WERE RIGHT about your theory earlier. You choke back a laugh.

It’s you.

theartofbadescapes

You ̕l̡áỳ ̢one̴ god́d́am͏n͡e̵d ͡f͠u̕ckin͢g hand ҉o͠n my̨ ͏f̀ri͏eńd,̶

>You point a claw in husk’s direction, before slowly dragging it along the air and point it in Lalna’s direction, snarling.

A̡nd̢ ̷I̧ ̸w̨i͟l̨l t̸e̕a̶r yo̡u ap͝art̡ b́y͏ ͞my͏ ̧o̴wn h̵an̢d͏s͜.͘ ̕G͡ot ̧i͟t?

>You’re glaring daggers, and it takes you a few moments to recognise what he was saying.

>Your face falls, for only a moment, but you look back with a sharper glare and even sharper claws.

Wa̸i̛t, th̛e̶ ҉O͘r̕i̢g̶in̕al? Did ҉that͠ b͠l̵ow t̸o ͟th͏e ́he͞a͟d͝ ̶hurt ͞you͢ ҉more th҉a͡n ̷I ͜th̀ou͢ght,̢ La̡lna?

>You pause, looking back over at the man, then back to Lalna.

>You look at Nebula, and a wave of slight calm seemed to rush over you, thank god at least they’re here.

>You close your eyes and take a few calming breaths, dimming the light in your eyes and the fire in your soul.

He’s come to, from what I’ve heard, find the Xephos here that....

>You grip your claw-fists tighter.

...Him. He was sent here with a crew to look for Him. They’ve been in space for a while, and everything I’ve heard about it suggests this man must be some... clone from another planet.

>You reveal slightly sharper than usual teeth in a small smirk, oh thats new, as you’d step forwards, beckoning Lalna closer.

But I mean if you’re up to try and do anything to anyone, I think I’m in the mood to have you go through me first, Science Boy.

supernovaofimmortality

> It was all falling apart.

> You look at Nebula, knowing you shared that feeling of helplessness they had on their face.

> Utter helpless confusion.

> Except this wasn’t their fault.

> It was yours.

Um... Virus...

> You look at Husk. Disgust and guilt and confusion is filling you, until it’s all you can think of.

... Stop. Please stop this.

fluxedfiles

>Holy Fucking Yikes >Fine, fine, Virus having a goddamn pet zombie is a problem for later, you guess

>Getting in between whatever Virus is becoming and their.. prey is a terrible idea, and your whole nervous system is screaming that loud and clear, but it’s not like you can just watch them kill each other!

Uh! Ok, alien guy is right, can everyone calm the fuck down? Please?

lividrp

I don’t give a shit about the husk now. I’ve found something better. I found Xephos.

Don’t you get it? He tricked you! All of that is just a lie! I didn’t work in that damn cloning lab for all my life just for some kid to— to—

SHUT UP!

> You hate being interrupted. Even by your-

> Your...

> ...Nebula.

> you squeeze your eyes shut, then turn your head towards Virus and Xephos.

He must’ve gone into his original clone and left the one you were familiar with to die. Then, you brought the decoy back to life. Clones can be brought back, but they just become husks if they don’t have nuthin in them. The Husk is proof that the guy next to you is Xephos. It means he’s back, he never left, he never died.

> You wipe the blood on your face, but it only creates a crimson smear.

your friend and I have unfinished business. He’s coming with me.

He can’t escape the consequences, even in- hahah— even in DEATH.

theartofbadescapes

Okay, boomer.

>You seem slightly calmer when you see Nebula there, but you step forwards and awkwardly try to shuffle them behind you, along with the two versions of Xephos you have, like you’re a goddamned Xephos Pokemon Master.

>You look back at Lalna, shrugging.

Sorry, dude. Husk here, they don’t have Xephos in them.

>You shrug, casually, wiping off their blood from your fist onto your pants.

‘cause I inserted a part of my own soul into them in a harrowing and extremely sorrowful part of my life.

>You snicker slightly.

Kind of makes them a clone of me and not a clone of Xephos, really. Unlike another void creature I know, though, couldn’t exactly leave them alone to fend for themself, so I’ve been letting them stay here.

At least until I can find a more stable place that they can stay and I can take care of them. So, yeah, they’re kind of.. a clone of me, in a Xephos body, like how I’m Virus, in a weirdo teenager’s body.

>Despite your more casual demeanor, there’s a glint in the redness of your glowing eye.

But very seriously if you touch a hair on either of their heads I will posess you and force you to dance Fortnite dances and then post it to the internet.