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john lalonde i am going to KILL you.

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[[Once that ominous message has been left, the young girl abandons the terminal she found on third floor of dormitories and begins her hunt. She has an ass to kick and she will find it. There's a four eyed black kitten on her heels, batting playfully at her coat tails as they walk and under her arm is a very large book of some sort. Occasionally she checks a terminal as she passes because you'd better believe she will descend upon her friend like a hawk when he replies, but beyond that she's going to head down stairs to look on the floor below. Maybe go a few more floors down if need be.

She'll care about where exactly she is later. It's probably just like SBURB anyway. Do some exploration and eventually you'll run into some helpful creatures! Surely that's how it works.]]

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[[.....wait.]]

Is...that why you look kind of like me? Or I look kind of like you...one or the other.

No, we just happen to be genetically identical by some really weird coincidence. Isn't that funny?

[her voice cannot possibly be any more sardonic than it is right now. it's just not possible.]

Well this is kind of cool then! [[And it either went right over her head or she's just more interested in their relation.]]

Oh wait, that means you know Dad! Is he here? Oh, and I'm looking for our John.

[[Yeah, she took genetically identical really literally.]]

[there is a long slow pause as Rose manages to give her double the most disgusted look possible despite being shrouded in sunglasses]

Ok, I went and assumed that you had more of a mental capacity than a goldfish, which I guess was my fault. I'm going to talk really slowly and use really small words so you can understand, all right?

[her voice takes on the slow condescending tone used by people speaking with someone pulling on a PUSH door and asking why it won't open]

There are alternate universes scattered around paradox space! They have the same people in them, but with small changes. That means that none of them are exactly the same, even if they are really similar.

So while we may be genetically identical, we didn't live the same life or know exactly the same people. If you want useful answers, you might want to try putting that one brain cell to work and being more specific!

[[Hey, it's not her fault that she didn't pay attention to timelines or paradox space or whatever. She had a more important duty, okay? She was helping Dave breed frogs!

Though now she kind of frowns a little. Wow, really doesn't appreciate that tone of voice! But she's not going to say anything about it because kicking John's ass is more important.]]

John Lalonde. I'm looking for John Lalonde.

[it's almost impossible to tell if one doesn't know what to look for, but those seven little words open up a floodgate of emotions in Rose as the idiotic alternate John she'd antagonized and this other her and common sense come crashing together in one painful punch to the gut of realization.

there's a John Lalonde here. but he's not hers.

her fists clench tightly together, so hard that she can feel them breaking the skin and leaving little crimson crescents on her palms. she's not upset. her John is a creepy little idiot who'd probably get off from all the nightmarish torture going on here. she's better off without him.

she's definitely not disappointed.

her jaw tightens and she blinks once, expression shrouded behind her sunglasses. to anyone not searching for the telltale signs, it simply appears that Rose is having a thoughtful pause.]

Can't say that I've seen him, but that doesn't mean the tool isn't here or that I haven't talked to him over the network. Just check the nameplates on the dorm levels and you'll find out fast enough.

[[You say that like her John Lalonde isn't a bit creepy and might not enjoy the horror here.......

Though she's not looking, so she doesn't really notice no. At least you don't have to deal with that? And oh, seems like you finally pissed her off a little.]]

He's not a tool! But...alright, fine. I'll do that.

[a small victory that she's honestly not interested in relishing anymore. right now Rose just wants to punch something, preferable a something with bones to break.]

There's no such thing as a Lalonde that isn't a tool, untwist your panties and get the fuck over it. There aren't too many dorm levels, you shouldn't be looking for long.

[[Crossing her arms, she glowers at the other girl.]]

I don't know what Lalondes you have met, but John isn't a tool and that's all there is to say about it. And good. Come on Salem.

[[The kitten perks up and follows after Rose as she walks off in just a little bit of a huff. Because wow she probably doesn't even know him all that well how rude!!!]]

[yeah, she's only been friends with a version of him for a few years. Rose flips off the retreating alternate before returning to her room and prompting kicking over every piece of furniture that isn't hers.

she kicks at a chest brutally, mumbling harshly under her breath]

Like fuck you'd know, you prissy little shitstain. I hope you fucking find him in pieces.

[and with that she flops onto her bed, definitely and totally not upset about anything.

fuck this place.]

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