entrancelogs | open } take the time to know yourself not a clone or a fraction of someone else

Entry tags:

open } take the time to know yourself not a clone or a fraction of someone else

Who: Kon, George, Dipper, YOU!
Where: Bathhouse
When: over the course of the event
Rating: PG-13 tops, probably
Summary: Exploring a strange place is always a good idea. Definitely. Especially when there are weird bizarro shadows lurking around. But what's the worst that can happen, right?
The Story:

[Starters in the comments! If none of the scenarios work for me, let me know and I can put something personalized.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Honestly, fuck everything. The one upside to this event is that Rick's Shadow isn't particularly...fast. Rick could easily lose him if he wanted, and has done so. This is about the fourth time that Shadow Rick has resurface, however, and since shooting him also doesn't work, Rick has decided to accept his fate. Without actually accepting it, of course.

"It's fine if you don't want any candy. More for me."

The Shadow Rick is snacking on sugar-free Werther's as he putters after Real Rick, his walker clanking against the floor with every step.

"Literally die in a fire."

Rick is heading for some voices he heard, since maybe someone in here will just shoot him and end his suffering. No such luck, though, because it's George, with accompanying George, and also Shaun.

"Aw, fuck."

Rick comes to a stop and puts his hands on his hips, which gives Shadow Rick time enough to catch up. He squints at the gathered and shakes his bag of shitty candy.

"Any of you whippersnappers w-want a Werther's?"

Shaun glances over, raising an eyebrow. ...Weird. Of course, everyone's shadow is kind of weird, it seems. "My mom told me never to take candy from strangers, and you look pretty strange, alterna-Rick."

"Everything about this situation is strange," Georgia says, eyeing the other Rick.

"Maybe I'd like candy," the shadow says. "Maybe I'd like to trust other people enough to accept things from them. Maybe I'd like to make more friends."

Georgia grits her teeth, looking up at the ceiling. "This is fucking garbage."

Shadow Rick tosses a candy directly at Shaun's head.

"You bite your tongue, sonny. Is that any w-way to speak to your elders?"

"They're sugar-free, so it's like t-trying to eat a chlorine tablet."

Shadow Rick shuffles over to Shadow George and holds out the bag of candy.

"There you are, miss, t-take all you want."

"I tried shooting him and it didn't work. Whaddaya say when, when this event's over, I nuke Wonderland. Good plan, right?"

"I'm not what you would call respectful when it comes to my elders, so--yeah. It is."

He turns his attention toward real Rick. "I am one hundred percent on board with this plan."

"We aren't nuking anything until we find a way we can--"

Before Georgia can finish her thought, the other Georgia takes a candy and looks up at Rick, her eyes welling with tears. "That is so thoughtful." And she throws her arms around him in a huge, full-body hug.

"Yeah," George says. "On second thought, nuke away."

Rick makes an absolutely disgusted face as he watches the two Shadows embrace each other. Shadow Rick pats Shadow George's back.

"Alright, alright there, missy, no need to get s-so emotional."

"Yeah, at this point I-I just don't see the point in living anymore. Fuck this place, fuck this life, g-gonna figure out reincarnation and s-start over somewhere."

"So long as it's far away from this bullshit, I am all in."

...But at least Shadow George is getting her hugs, and if that doesn't make him the biggest fucking sap in the multiverse he doesn't know what does.

"Speaking as the one who's actually died and woken up in a new body, I don't really recommend it." She gives the Shadows an uncomfortable look and reaches for Shaun's arm. "Let's just go."

He turns back to them and grins.

"Hey, yeah, let's just fuck off and leave them to their...whatever the f-fuck this is."

He pulls out his portal gun and shoots it as the floor. A big, weird, green portal appears. It's opaque, but all it does is lead through the ceiling to the next floor down.

"They don't leave you alone for long but hell, I-I'll take the five minutes of fucking quiet."

Then he jumps in, fully expecting them both to just follow. Shadow Rick squints over Shadow George's shoulder at all of them.

"Rude little whippersnappers. I-It's impolite to walk away without saying goodbye."

Shaun just shakes his head. He's totally okay with being a rude little whippersnapper if it means getting the fuck away from this. He glances over at his real sister and holds his hand out to her so they can go through Rick's portal together. "Let's go, George."

George takes his hand, flashing him a small smile. "On three?"

He nods. "One."

"Two." And without waiting for three, she jumps, still holding Shaun's hand.

Shaun jumps on two with her, and they go together through the glowy green portal. He glances around for Rick once they're through. "Thanks for the quick escape."

Rick is safely on the next floor down, hands in his pockets, squinting up and down the hall to see if there's any stupid doppelgangers heading for them. Nothing so far, though it's hard to see through the steam.

The portal disappears from the ceiling a moment after George and Shaun emerge.

"B-Bathhouse like this should have cleaners or something, detergents, but there's fucking nothing anywhere. How am I supposed to blow this piece of shit place up? Fuck this goddamn steam, fuck this whole bullshit."

"Believe it or not, explosions aren't always the solution to everything." Georgia squeezes Shaun's hand before letting go, then looks over to Rick. "How many times can you use that thing?"

"You say that..." Shaun mutters. Explosions can definitely be a solution to many things, and that's why he often turns to explosions before anything else.

"Oh shit, you're right! Man, w-we should be trying diplomacy! Just try and talk your Shadow out of being a whiny, emotional pile of shit and talk m-mine out of incontinence and sugar-free bullshit! Or hey, we could blog about it!"

Now that he's away from his Shadow, he's a lot more pissed off about its entire existence. It's salt in the wound, as far as he's concerned.

He waves the portal gun.

"It'll work as long as I want it to, it just doesn't go anywhere that actually fucking helps. It's supposed to open portals between dimensions."

She rolls her eyes, choosing to ignore both of them. Her blogging has very much changed the world, thank you very much. "But it can take you between floors? That's... something, I guess. We'll probably only able to evade them for so long."

"Yeah, but 'so long' might be the duration of the event," Shaun points out. "We only need to last a few days. If we keep moving, they probably won't catch up, right?"

He nods at Shaun. "And if this tower is like the last one, th-there might be a safe zone on the ground floor. Just a matter of getting there before the, the Shadows catch up, and they're f-fucking speedy when they want to be."

In fact, there's the telltale clunk, step, clunk, step sound of someone approaching with a walker from the distance.

"He has a walker. How speedy can he be?" That question is probably going to be answered pretty soon, considering the sounds. Great. She draws a little closer to Shaun.

"I hate when you say shit like that," Shaun mutters. "It's always a fucking setup."

"It's magic, dummy! I-It basically operates on Murphy's Law! God damn it, let's go."

He starts speed-walking away from the approaching Shadows, expecting the Masons to either follow him or do whatever the fuck they want.

open } take the time to know yourself not a clone or a fraction of someone else

meme about how i heard you like ricks so i put a

you gonna roll for us, rick?

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

(no subject)

(no subject)

(no subject)