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

[fulminants]

[ Johnny sees it, that glimpse of uncertainty. He knows Jack's cottoning on, he can even feel him falter, just a little -- and there's nothing truly warm behind his eyes, not like his other self, and he knows Jack doesn't care.

Johnny chuckles when he comes back in to kiss him again, pressing back fiercer, not so much exploring his mouth as he is plundering it. ] My poor little gay prince. [ He laughs softly against his lips, his hand coming down to push into his pants, closing around his cock. ] You'll settle for scraps on the table because you know that's the best you deserve. Do you think he'll love you?

[benumbing]

[jack hates the way his body responds to him, but he's not fooled anymore. he's laughing softly even as he's hot and throbbing against his palm.]

I wouldn't want him to love me, because Johnny deserves better. [jack opens his eyes to look into the clone's.] But for you?

[he smirks, arms lifting to slide around the other's neck and shoulders. there's nothing warm or affectionate about it. it has all the feeling of a snake wrapping around its prey.]

You said it yourself, you're scraps. A ruined prince is more than good enough.

[fulminants]

[ He makes quick work of his trousers, pushing it off his hips and pressing up against him. Johnny's only half-hard, but it's clear that he's getting off to this, pleasantly delighted at how he seems to hate himself; that kind of thing, you just can't buy.

He's not offended, not really -- his ego's not as fragile as his counterpart's, and he definitely wants to play. ] No, you just don't want him to see how wretched you are. [ He kisses him again, again and again, slow and searing, fingers coming to unbutton his shirt. ] I think you won't be able to handle him seeing you for who you are, and rejecting you. [ He pushes his shirt off his shoulders, trailing kisses down to Jack's bare shoulder. ] He will, you know.

[benumbing]

Shut up and do the only thing you're good for.

[it's nothing he doesn't already know. he's only a mouth and a warm body, but he's not johnny. jack isn't fooled, but he's been in this position more times than he cares to think about. he buries his fingers in those short strands of hair, gripping so tightly that it must be painful before covering the other's mouth with his own.

he doesn't know that his own doppleganger is saying those same words, wounding him with them.]