Through the Looking Glass.

by **John Hino** » Tue Apr 21, 2015 3:28 pm

"Of course I miss it. But this is just a cruel imitation."

by **Narrator** » Tue Apr 21, 2015 6:43 pm

Gemma Sloan wrote:Gemma's frown deepens and she starts walking around the picnic, trying to move herself closer to the Manor. It isn't exactly subtle.

A number of heads turned to look at her, following her movements.

by **Gemma Sloan** » Wed Apr 22, 2015 8:40 am

Well, that's not creepy or anything. Gemma didn't slow her movement. "You said I was safe here. I've been out in the open for more than a week now. I'd think I'd like a roof over my head," she explained as she continued towards the Manor.

by **Vertie Easley** » Wed Apr 22, 2015 2:04 pm

"I'll join you and Trev, heard about a secret hidden hangout while I was in high-school here. Bet there's all sorts of fun contraband in there. Jen, you can stay. If this is what you were looking for and have found it, I know I won't stand in your way. Just keep a scout with you, ok. Squirrel or rat?"

by **Theresa McMasters** » Wed Apr 22, 2015 2:13 pm

Gemma Sloan wrote:Well, that's not creepy or anything. Gemma didn't slow her movement. "You said I was safe here. I've been out in the open for more than a week now. I'd think I'd like a roof over my head," she explained as she continued towards the Manor.

"Why would you want that? The weather's so nice out here..."

by **Jennifer Newgate** » Wed Apr 22, 2015 2:16 pm

"Okay now it's getting a little too weird..." Jennifer admits when she sees Theresa.

by **Vertie Easley** » Wed Apr 22, 2015 2:53 pm

"Most definitely the wrong person to "mock -up" if you wanted us to stick around."

by **Janice Gilbertson** » Wed Apr 22, 2015 2:57 pm

"Mock up?` I'm not sure I follow..." another asked, tilting her head a bit unnaturally to one side.

by **John Hino** » Wed Apr 22, 2015 3:19 pm

"I'm expecting other us-es any second now."

by **Vertie Easley** » Wed Apr 22, 2015 3:28 pm

"You almost got one of us, but you messed up. I don't know who you are or what you're after, but you are not our friends and that is most definitely NOT Theresa." Vertie moved to stand with GemmaIggy and Trev. "And I swear if you "mock-up" Gar or Melissa...I'm tearing through these things."

by **Jennifer Newgate** » Wed Apr 22, 2015 3:44 pm

"I'd listen to her. She's scrappy."

by **Simon Kipling** » Wed Apr 22, 2015 3:58 pm

"Now, now, we don't want any violence. We can't have that.

That's not allowed."

by **Trev Anderson** » Wed Apr 22, 2015 4:05 pm

Trev stuck close to his wife, hand on his knife's hilt. "Who. Are. You?" he said, his voice echoing menacingly

by **Narrator** » Wed Apr 22, 2015 4:07 pm

"Simon Kipling."

"Altamira Vazquez"

"Vicky Valentine"

"Zoe Walker"

"Byrna Cooper"

"Juma Ngomo"

"Daniel Uriel"

The roll call was perhaps unexpected. As they recited their names, they all stood up individually before sitting back down, staring blankly ahead as they recited it, as if it were a familiar, long-practiced exercise.

by **Jennifer Newgate** » Wed Apr 22, 2015 4:17 pm

"Just had to go and ruin it... We could be eating hot dogs right now, you know." she tells nobody in particular.

by **Trev Anderson** » Wed Apr 22, 2015 4:22 pm

"Hot dogs that plant seeds in your esophagus and then chew their way out through your throat for all we know."

by **Gemma Sloan** » Wed Apr 22, 2015 5:48 pm

Flames licked at the corners of her mouth and the flickering was even more evident as she spoke. "Who is doing this? Who created you?"

by **John Hino** » Wed Apr 22, 2015 6:50 pm

John studied the facsimiles, considering who could be capable of this.

by **Victoria Valentine** » Wed Apr 22, 2015 9:53 pm

"Oh, have you not figured that one out yet?" Victoria snarked. "You see, when two people love each other very much..."

by **Gemma Sloan** » Thu Apr 23, 2015 8:11 am

"Oh, I've got that figured out just fine," Gemma responded, the glow in her throat building. "But I don't think any of you went through that process, no matter what you think. You're just somebody's cruel puppets and I've had enough."

by **Altamira Vazquez** » Thu Apr 23, 2015 1:34 pm

"But you have not even had any of the sausages yet! They are full of sausage-goodness!"

by **John Hino** » Thu Apr 23, 2015 2:22 pm

John's eyes settled on the fake Byrna and he lost his train of thought.

"You have no right..." he growled.

by **Byrna Cooper** » Thu Apr 23, 2015 3:10 pm

"Whatever do you mean?" she asked, turning to look at John.

by **John Hino** » Thu Apr 23, 2015 3:24 pm

"Stop using their faces. Her face. Now," he growled, hand on his tetsubo.

by **Narrator** » Thu Apr 23, 2015 3:30 pm

"Fighting is not allowed," Lumis said, turning away from the grill.

"Fighting is bad," a chorus of voices echoed.

They started standing up.

by **Jennifer Newgate** » Thu Apr 23, 2015 3:49 pm

"Excellent. Now you pissed them off." Jennifer sighs, finding it much too easy to slip back into the old group dynamic of sarcastic criticism. In a way it is strangely comforting.

by **Trev Anderson** » Thu Apr 23, 2015 3:56 pm

"Sit down!" Trev shouted menacingly, his amplified voice echoing through the area

by **John Hino** » Thu Apr 23, 2015 3:59 pm

John reluctantly eased away from his weapon.

by **Narrator** » Thu Apr 23, 2015 4:06 pm

The eyes continued to watch John, closely.

Having 30 heads swivel to follow you was rather disconcerting, but at least it had their eyes off of Gemma.

by **Gemma Sloan** » Thu Apr 23, 2015 5:46 pm

Jennifer, go to the Manor. Take the others, especially my fool husband. I'll hold them back if they try to follow. Gemma adjusted her stance and Trev would probably recognize GemmaIggy's 'belligerent' stance.

by **Jennifer Newgate** » Thu Apr 23, 2015 7:41 pm

Jennifer gives a curt nod and grabs Trev's elbow to pull him along quietly while broadcasting to everyone in their group. "Come on, Gemma's gonna buy us some time to look around."

by **Trev Anderson** » Thu Apr 23, 2015 9:57 pm

"She is pretty good at that...guess she's more than capable of taking care of herself," he thought back.

she still thinks I'm a putz after all these years...I could stay and help her... he thought to himself not especially quietly as he got pulled along by Jennifer.

by **Gemma Sloan** » Fri Apr 24, 2015 8:44 am

As soon as Trev had been pulled far enough away, Gemma burst into flames again. The cracks in her rocky hide began to go from orange to white. The intensity of the heat began to scorch the grass. "Hey! I was talking to you! I still want to know what arsehole thought it was okay to do bad replicas of my friends." Her voice started to take on a strange dual tone as both Gemma and Ignata moved into sync. There's your distraction.

by **Jennifer Newgate** » Fri Apr 24, 2015 10:12 am

"Let's go!" Jennifer sends to the group and hurries off towards the side of the manor to cut around the corner and to the back entrance to where the cafeteria used to be.

by **John Hino** » Fri Apr 24, 2015 8:20 pm

John dashed after her.

"Sorry. That was just... the last face I was prepared to see on... whatever they are," he thought to Jenn.

by **Narrator** » Fri Apr 24, 2015 11:24 pm

The heads turned around to look at Gemma, giving the others the time they needed to dart free. At least, it SEEMED like that, but they couldn't shake the feeling they were still being watched.

Meanwhile, Gemma was DEFINITLEY being watched.

"Fighting is not OK."

"Fighting is not allowed."

"Troublemakers must be punished."

They rose as one.

by **Gemma Sloan** » Sat Apr 25, 2015 7:37 am

"If fighting is not allowed, sit the bloody hell down and we won't have to fight. But you're showing your hand," she was talking to no one in particular. As the dual tonal quality of her voice continued it actually looked like she got slightly bigger. "I don't know all these people, but I do know for bloody sure that Theresa and Vickie would never lockstep like this. I also happen to know that some of these people are still alive and safe elsewhere."

by **Vertie Easley** » Sat Apr 25, 2015 11:37 am

A pair of rodents stayed with Gemma, four bright eyes watching the show, though wisely no where close. The rest of the scouts ran when Vertie did, darting for the "cafeteria" ahead of Jen and the others.

by **Trev Anderson** » Sat Apr 25, 2015 12:40 pm

Trev jogged with the others, "Could this be the Danger Room tech getting repurposed? You said you couldn't hear thoughts, right?"

by **Jennifer Newgate** » Sat Apr 25, 2015 2:01 pm

"Fuck, I don't know. Maybe?"

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