Event Log: Dead Ringers

[hadrielmods]

Who: Everyone participating in the event!
What: The event log for the Dead Ringers event!
Where: All around the city
When: January 16th-January 25th
Warnings: Evil doubles, so we can assume manipulation, violence, murder, and maybe some nasty words

Everything seems normal on the morning of the 16th - actually, everything seems normal about the city for the entirety of this event. Nothing is strange, nothing is obviously wrong. Well, except that the population has mysteriously doubled, and the new residents each look exactly like one of the old residents. So weird! Definitely not ominous at all.

At least until your new double gets down to business. After all, their only goal is to ruin your life, and that can take any form. Smashing your favorite coffee cup? Telling your worst enemy they're right? Kissing someone else in front of your girlfriend? Brutally murdering you and then hiding your body in a closet so they can more effectively destroy your life? The possibilities are truly endless, and the only way to protect yourself is to kill your double first. They're not really open to negotiation, after all - but they sure might pretend to be in order to trick you.

So watch your back, and try to make sure that really is your best friend and not an evil clone masquerading as them. Boy, that would be awkward. If you can stick it out until January 25th, good for you! But if you didn't manage to and your double survives until the end - well, just as a final 'fuck you', there's a chance you'll come back to life and remember every awful thing your double did. Hey, at least that'll make it easier to fix, right?

► This log covers January 16th-January 25th.
► Feel free to make your own logs, as well
► Please tag headers of threads with content warnings where they apply
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
► If your evil clone happens to take you out, please let us know here, and remember that you will not revive until the event is over.

Comments

[sunsetsitter]

[It's really not the first question he should be asking, and it earns him a raised eyebrow. Bruh....... Second question isn't all that much better.]

Yeeees? Not that it matters much with me, I'm incorporeal. Can't hurt a fly. How about you, Jackaboy-or-whoever? Looks like you could use a break, either way.

[benumbing]

You don't need hands to hurt someone.

[he's wounded people with words plenty of times. the tip of his tongue can be as sharp as the point of a sword. it's worrying him, because right now something that looks and talks and thinks just like him is wielding that weapon.]

I can't stop. He's trying to run everything.

[sunsetsitter]

[Alright, true...]

If it makes you feel any better, all the ghosts I know would rather meet the mighty pen than the sword.

[Sssso...yay??? Izabel adjusts her beanie, taking a moment to chew on her lip.]

Go around looking like that probably isn't the best idea. Come on, just chill for a sec, okay?

[benumbing]

[jack presses his lips together, a little furrow forming between his eyebrows as he looks away. she's probably right; he's been chasing something that wants him to chase it, but has no intentions of being caught. he needs to collect himself.

he sighs and comes closer to where she is.]

I'm guessing you haven't met my twin, or you probably wouldn't be so kind to me.

[sunsetsitter]

[Thattaboy. Izabel crosses her arms and "leans" against the wall.]

You never know. I've seen a lot of shitty things in my life and after and I'm desperate for attention. Besides, it's his job to be a wreck.

[benumbing]

I want him unemployed.

[jack mutters under his breath. he lifts his shoulders, trying to work some of the tension out of his body. it's then that he thinks of something she said earlier.]

Do ghosts really fear anything?

[sunsetsitter]

[Yeah, evil double unemployment isn't a bad idea, either...]

Hm? Oh, sure. It's stupid most of the time, but it still happens. This crew I used to hang with, they walked away from my boss-to-be because they were worried about what would happen if her husband kicked it an came over to our side of the ether. Babies, huh?

[She smiles a little weakly over to him and offers a shrug.]

...I never had a reason to fear that kinda stuff before, you know? I guess I thought thinking about that stuff was just a waste of time. Fears just make room for regrets.

[benumbing]

What kind of business were you in?

[it sounds a little shady, though jack asks out of curiosity instead of judgment.

even with the distinct lack of joy that he's feeling at this moment, he still smiles faintly at her words.]

You're right. I have my share of them, all because I was afraid.

[sunsetsitter]

Jokes on you, Jackaboy, I'm a babysitter. [to a forbidden lovechild of war criminals IT'S FIIIINE.]

Yeah, see? Things are busted that way. [She tips her head to study him a bit.] Don't suppose you wanna talk about it? I'm a good listener -- just check out these ears!

[Her bigger alien ears.]

[benumbing]

You know, I had a friend who used to go on and on about ears. If he met you, he'd be in love.

[yeah, he had some freaky friends. but the offer actually makes him smile a bit.]

It would bore you. It's enough that you were willing to listen.