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

[calledforhelp]

You should make up your mind.

[A flat observation. Chara, Flowey- they really don't seem to be themself very often, do they? It's far easier, to project the image of another person on them. To expect what came from them to happen here. There's one thing he can't deny is different, no matter how hard he tries.

At least they aren't laughing. What they are, is taking a step forward. Raising their knife to chest level, staring him down. There is no laughter. There is no smile. No fun. They're just doing this because they can, you see.

And because they can, they have to.]

I am meeting Alphys. She's going to tell me very interesting things.

[What could she possibly have to say, Asriel?]

[alltozero]

Don't.

[Said softly, pleadingly. It's a single-word command, but it sounds as feeble and halfhearted as "I don't like this." He never learned to speak out until he became Flowey, and then he just dove to another extreme. Spoke out so loud he was just shouting down everyone around him. He worries at his bottom lip. Prods it with his fangs.

He knows what a raised knife means, learned it after a few repetitions of losing control over the six souls he tried to force into obeying him. (Ha, he could force Chara into obeying him easily enough. How funny that total strangers wouldn't put up with it so easily.)

...He knows what a raised knife means, but he doesn't bite back. Don't kill, and don't be killed.]

She doesn't even know. It's... it's not her fault. You'll just make her sad if you hang her mistakes over her. You'll just make the real Frisk sad, too.

[calledforhelp]

Selfish. [They retort. A single word for a single word. He's keeping secrets from them; like everyone else. Better not to trust them with these things; better not to tell the truth. Wouldn't it be terrible, if things were suddenly turned around? Wouldn't it be terrible, if Frisk had the chance to judge them all, for once?

Not that Frisk has the gumption for that. No. It's not really their problem.

(It is exactly their problem).]

I'm going to find out today. We'll never talk again.

That's your fault. You don't get to pretend you care if I'm sad, anymore.