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Finding out the town I pegged as small, and stifling, and empty… wasn’t any of those things.
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G R I M H E A P E R
“No need to get all moody I was only asking. I am sorry to throw that on you. I don’t really tell people that too much honestly. I suppose if you knew my entire life story you probably understand why. Your someone who seems to value quite well.
I envy that out of you an may even look up to you for it. I can see why the composer had chosen you to be his proxy.”
He actually isn’t expecting to receive any kind of recognition -- and when he receives it, Neku is quick to glance away for but a brief second. Well, that’s odd to hear, especially from Sho.
“ ----- ‘ Enjoy every moment with all you've got. ’ That’s what Mr. H. taught me, so that’s what I’m gonna do. Your story doesn’t define you, y’know. It’s the now that matters, and if you wanna change something, you go do it, whether it’s easy or not. I managed, too. Or else I’d still be an asshat and Shibuya wouldn’t be here anymore.”
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Random Sentences Starters
“Alright, I love you, but you need Jesus.”
“Are you done?”
“Are you reading fanfiction?”
“Can I have your fries?”
“Coffee is the only substance I drink.”
“Did you get my text?”
“Eat my whole ass.”
“Hey, don’t insult memes!”
“How long have you been playing that game?”
“I don’t know whether to be insulted or impressed.”
“I like your taste in music.”
“I said I’m sorry!”
“I think your gayness might be affecting me.”
“It’s a damn shame.”
“I’ll be home in five minutes.”
“I’m just gonna nope out of this situation.”
“I’m sorry…”
“I’m three feet away from you, why did you text me?”
“Let me go.”
“Like a good neighbour I’m gonna take your shit and never give it back.”
“Me. I meant me.”
“Nice voice crack.”
“Our friendship is weird as hell. But so are we. So it’s perfect!”
“Please don’t do this…”
“Suck my ass through a straw.”
“Touching leads to babies.”
“Um?”
“Wait up!”
“What are you talking about?”
“What the hell is that?”
“… What the fuck is wrong with you?”
“What’s going on?”
“Why are you like this?”
“Your taste in music is shit.”
“You’re trash for her, aren’t you?”
“You’re trash for him, aren’t you?”
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G R I M H E A P E R
“You’ve talking to Sanae again haven’t you. Cuz honestly that only sounds like something he would be saying. Not saying you could be speaking you own words. Just sorta.. Sounds odd for you to be saying such things.
If I might ask. Why is it that you seem to care? I’m pretty sure the last time I check you didn’t like me.”
“Sounds odd to you, maybe.” Albeit Sho is quite close to the truth, anyway; CAT has always been an inspiration in his life, only that now, after the game, he understands Mr. H. intentions behind his work a lot better than before.
“ ----- Fuck off. I’m just tryin’ to be nice here.” Perhaps he IS a little embarrassed, though. “I mean, I guess you aren’t THAT bad of a person, okay? And I can’t stand people talking about wanting to die and all that.”
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D U P L I C A T E
The house is nice, even posh, which probably only makes the ‘we need to leave’ even stranger. There’s relief as Neku watches his double sit up and take the pill, inwardly wincing. That had to hurt.
“So, there are other versions of each of us around. I’ve been kind of reading up on it, and while I don’t get the whole thing, basically every little factor that could be different makes a whole universe. There’s probably a universe where everyone’s obsessed with Tin Pin, even.” Oh, if only he knew…
The ginger eyed his double, humming thoughtfully. He watches his double get to his feet and heads for the door, opening it for the other Neku. “If I had to guess as to how this happened…” The RG and UG were basically overlapping alternate worlds…
“I’d blame your universe’s Josh. Or mine, I guess, but I think he’s busy right now. Might be fun to yell at him anyway.”
Alright, fuck the ban he was given -- how is he supposed to stay silent when faced with his own double explaining their current situation? Fuck his voice transferring his headache onto the other, he’d just have to deal with it. The painkillers would soon start working, anyway.
“So, wait, you’re telling me that there are thousands of Neku’s around because of each decision we ever made -- or didn’t make -- in our lives? Basically, we’re actually living out the theory of the multi-verse and because of that dick we might encounter each other from time to time?” He wouldn’t put it past Josh, to be honest. Being the deity of Shibuya or not, he did seem to have a knack to still intervene in his life whenever ( not that Neku would have it any other way -- Joshua still was his friend, despite it all ) albeit Neku didn’t get to see him that often. Stepping past the other, he turned and waited for him to lead the way. It wasn’t his house and neighborhood, after all.
“ ----- You said you’re an Empath, right? ‘s that the major difference between us? Or something else?”
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D U P L I C A T E
『 🎧 』 this was a delicate matter and Neku knew he had to approach it carefully. his duplicate was likely already weirded out as it was. he didn’t want to make it worse somehow. he reached up and rubbed the back of his neck, sighing and sitting back in his seat, his attention focused on the other ginger sitting before him.
「 ❝ believe me… it was weird as hell to me too the first
time. but you’re not the first duplicate I’ve met. ❞ 」
he bit down on his lip a bit, fiddling with his headphones a little. he wasn’t sure what exactly to tell him about it. he still didn’t understand it himself completely.
「 ❝ I can try and tell you what I know. just ask. ❞ 」
A frown is quick to make its way onto the teenager’s features, brows raised in surprise and disbelief alike. “ ----- There’s even more of us? Seriously?” Honestly, he’s not sure how to feel about this; though the matter also excites his curiosity.
“Man, you could’ve just given me a bullshit story like ‘hey, I’m your long-lost twin, surprise!’. Not that I would’ve bought it but, yeah. I know I would’ve tried.” He would have most likely cringed at having to pull such an unreasonable story out of his ass but it wouldn’t be the first encounter that turned awkward. He’d deal with it, somehow.
“How many more did you meet? And... why? Never thought I’d run into myself.”
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#.PHONES.#╳┊SHIKI. wait for me ⁽ ᶦᵗ'ˢ ᵃ ᵈᵃᵗᵉ ⁾#╳┊JOSHUA. I can't forgive you ⁽ ᵇᵘᵗ ᴵ ᵗʳᵘˢᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ⁾#╳┊BEAT. bring it on ⁽ ᶰᵒᵗ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵖᵃʳᵗᶰᵉʳˢ ᵃᶰʸᵐᵒʳᵉ ⁾#╳┊RHYME. we will make it ⁽ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵈʳᵉᵃᵐˢ ⁾
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G R I M H E A P E R
“Ya know crazy talk is such a strong word. Though I have known myself to talk crazy from time to time. But that’s besides the point. To be honest I’ve been wanting that a long time. Heh Guess I know what it felt like for my father.”
“ ----- You ever listen to yourself?” Honestly, Neku questioned the Reaper’s sanity in the beginning, what with his obsession about math, yelling at them with a megaphone... and his questionable goals along with his grand announcements. Although the latter he just admitted to having forfeited so, whatever. Perhaps, as a Player, Neku had no other choice but deem it all crazy talk.
“Look, I dunno about this shit. I’ve always wanted to live, that’s why I won the game ----- ” let’s ignore the fact that he had to let Joshua shoot him in order to attain victory, “ ----- and I don’t think I can help much in that regard, anyway. But you said it yourself, you Reapers got a life outside of this just like us living folks, so why not make something out of that? I mean, you got the brains and all that. Instead of moping around, why not use that potential?”
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D U P L I C A T E
『 🎧 』 Neku had seen a few duplicates of him in the past, so seeing another wasn’t all that surprising. still, he groaned and shook his head a little. this version of him seemed unfamiliar with duplicates so it was likely he was the first one to meet him. shifting a little on the couch, he moved to sit up properly, letting his feet settle on the floor.
「 ❝ can’t tell you how I got here exactly. think I must’ve
blacked out or something. ❞ 」
he didn’t think he was hurt. he didn’t feel hurt. just had a massive headache but that was all. he was still in one piece. he sighed softly and leaned forward, resting his arms on his knees.
「 ❝ don’t think I’m hurt. thanks for grabbing me. ❞ 」
It’s only due to the other’s calmness that Neku remains composed, as well. Oddly enough he’d very much like to actually maybe freak out a little, and if only to make a point of how queer this situation is. But he stays as he is, eyebrows knitted whilst surveying his duplicate. Even without any explanation as to HOW he got here, he doesn’t seem particularly fazed.
“ ----- Yeah, no problem. I guess,” is all Neku replies before he pulls his lips into a thin line in thought and leans back into the armchair. The silence actually feels... awkward, no matter how brief it might be.
“Man, okay, I thought I had this under control but, seriously? I have no idea what’s going on and you seem way too calm about this shit. You don’t think this is, I don’t know... a LITTLE bit weird? Is that jus’ me?”
#nctycurprcxy#neku: having a twin sounds awesome#neku now that he basically has a twin: put that thing back where it came from or so help me
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D U P L I C A T E
Neku winces the minute his double talks. “Okay, first off, shut up. I can hear your headache from over here and the last thing we need is two of us feeling like Josh dropped a car on our heads.”
He’d explain later, but right now, getting his double up and functional and out of the decidedly dysfunctional Sakuraba household took precedent. “I’ll explain later.” There was confusion in his double’s voice, and Neku sighed heavily.
His double could probably feel the exasperation underneath it. Neku stood up, walking into the next room and grabbing a bottle of painkillers and a glass of water.
“Here. First thing: I’m an empath, but it only works via sound for me- so as long as you don’t talk, I don’t get your headache. Second: yes, I am you… more or less… That explanation can come later. My parents make me want to flay my skin off, and I’d rather not be here when they get home, okay?”
What the actual fuck. Not only is the other being unbelievably rude ( okay, maybe he would have acted almost the same if he was in the other’s stead but still ) but he’s also not making any sense. Not right now, anyway. Raising an eyebrow at his mirror image, Neku slowly manages to actually sit up after a second attempt, eyes fixed on his double as he shifts and sets his feet to the ground.
He’s seen some shit in the UG -- hell, it’s not even the first time he’s seen himself considering that he had fought each variation of that damn fox noise already and suddenly was faced with himself with a fox mask. But that’s one thing, and seeing himself in the RG is another entirely.
Not to mention that the exasperation his double seems to emit also makes him feel worse; until he’s handed the painkillers and the water, that is. Neku takes both quietly, opening the bottle to pick out one pill and swallow it with one big gulp of the water. He doesn’t like the feeling but, well. He’ll just deal with it for now. The concept he’s presented with isn’t particularly unfamiliar, albeit Neku never considered himself an empath in any way whatsoever -- that his duplicate seems to have psychic abilities even without pins is... unexpected. However, he’s wise enough to not inquire any further just yet, and instead shrugs as he gets onto his feet, even whilst inwardly wondering about the other’s living conditions and how in all hells this encounter is even possible.
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G R I M H E A P E R
“I wasn’t expect you to know. I just told you after all. I actually had a huge reality check after the composer nearly crushed me. Kinda wished I had died from it. At that time I realized becoming composer wasn’t really worth it as I thought it would be. I’d rather be dead then wanna become one.”
“ ----- Seriously? After all that crazy talk?” He honestly means no offense; not on purpose, anyway. Neku just never figured to hear the Reaper talk so... openly. To him, least of all.
“Hey, I’m not gonna be the one blaming you for changing your mind ‘bout that either way. But a death wish? Never knew. Just, y’know, I don’t really know where that’s coming from. Don’t know shit about you, after all. But I don’t think it’s worth it. Nothing’s worth losing your life over... or being erased.”
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@nctycurprcxy from XX
He’s been patient while waiting for his duplicate to wake up -- as patient as one can be when plagued by questions over questions, anyway --, slumped in a small armchair next to the couch. At the first sign of the other waking up, Neku sits up straighter immediately and watches him warily. Although he’s mindful enough to stay quiet until he’s spotted.
“First, I thought you could tell me that. Second, I brought you here. Doesn’t happen often that I find myself passed out somewhere, y’know? Figured I should take you along. Might have ended in a hell lot of trouble otherwise.”
“ ----- You good, though? Or are you hurt?”
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@soundwired from XX
Groaning, Neku tries to straighten up when his question is answered ( to be honest, he didn’t even notice the other until he spoke ) but is quick to forfeit his attempt at the stinging pain in the back his head.
“Hell if I know...” He needs a moment before he can simply turn his head. Looking around a tad disoriented for the source of the familiar voice, Neku settles his gaze onto the other’s form -- and is baffled, previously clouded gaze clearing instantly as he sees none other than himself sitting across the room.
“...You’re kidding me. Did I hit my head that hard?”
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Neku [to Mr. H]: One time, Joshua sneezed and I accidentally said ‘shut the fuck up’ instead of ‘bless you’.
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G R I M H E A P E R
“I know. Don’t remind me.. The last 11 years haven’t been great for me. So I know I’ve got a whole lot of problems that I’m not too happy with. I suppose if I was still alive I’d probably been dead already. I don’t sleep much I can not admit that I screwed my own life up. But the composer an ya’ll don’t need to remind me of it. I know very well of how much of a failure I’ve been.”
Oh shit, that actually wasn’t what he had been aiming for -- or had been expecting in the first place.
“I-I wasn’t trying to remind you of anything! How would I know about you screwing your life up? I mean ----- ...” This DEFINITELY wasn’t any of Neku’s fortes -- being supportive when unprepared for the situation. Much less if he knew shit about the other person. “Man, I wouldn’t know about that shit, alright? And it’s not like you can’t... change, or something like that. Might take a while but... Yeah.”
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