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Tweak says, "Yes, Prince Jake."

vc_player_npc (vc_player_npc) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-05-17 03:03:00

Entry tags:

!dropped, cielo, day 08, george lass, l lawliet, npc, open

Who: Clone!Sid, OTA
What: He has no idea. Tell him?
When: Day 5, morning
Where: He has no clue, someone tell him?
Rating: ?
Status: Active

He had been wandering around for hours, utterly confused. Was he supposed to go somewhere, do something, see someone? Did he even know anyone? Really, he had no clue at all. When he had tried to speak aloud, unsure if he could, his voice had sounded funny, strange. Foreign, even. Maybe it was not foreign at all, maybe it was just right and his brain was foreign.

What if he was Frankenstein's monster?

No...the monster did not have glasses. He knew that, right? And he had to push those glasses up his nose time after time, so he was sure they were there. There was thick, white stuff all over the ground, 'Snow' was what his mind had supplied as he had stared at it for several long minutes. Something flowed thick and heavy in his veins, like his blood was weighted down with fishing lures.

...how did he even know what fishing lures were?

The clone of Sid Jenkins continued to stare at the snow, fascinated.

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vc_player_npc
2009-05-22 10:51 pm UTC (link)

"Did so bring blankets," Not!Sid argued as one of said blankets hit him in the face. He was fairly sure, he decided as he peeled it off his head and tried to avoid it getting caught on his glasses and pulling it off, that something had gone wrong with...something. He should know what, that much he did know. That something was supposed to be one way, but was really another and now he was...huh?

George was describing him, and not in too complimentary a fashion, but Not!Sid just sort of looked at her for a prolonged moment. Until he got distracted by snow, and then another person wandering up.

Another moment passed, before he spoke, and he snuck in an odd question before the new arrival spoke. "Wait, isn't Laura like, dead?" To the new, dread-locked, individual's question, "I thought I was. She," he pointed to George. "She said I was named Sid."

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notgivingashit
2009-05-23 11:50 am UTC (link)

George looked behind her, slightly confused. She hadn't seen Ryuzaki holding blankets, but then again, her brain wasn't in pristine condition by now anyway. "Okay, alright!" She told Faux Sid with the same attitude he'd shown her.

She nodded in acknowledgment and thanks for Ryuzaki to be there, and smiled. Right at that time, another guy - someone she didn't know - showed up, said he wanted to help, and apparently, he'd seen George's journal entry. As an answer to both the unknown guy and Ryuzaki, George lowered her voice and half-turned to them. "Pretty sure he's not Sid. Sid just spoke to me on the journal, and he's positively freaked out. This guy isn't Sid."

Then, Not-Sid spoke, saying something about Laura being dead, which made George tilt her head while making a face, and looked at Ryuzaki. Not that she had anything against dead people, but it was a random thing to say.

George turned to Not-Sid again and sighed. "I thought you were Sid, but you aren't. It's complicated..."

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