[ this is not the correct crossed path for this!!!!!!!!!!!
... well. when temenos comes back to his senses, he's quick to get his bearings. the temple, the oppressive aura - it's familiar. he's half expecting to see the sacred guard laid out on a set of stairs. such is not the case, though. he looks for his companion as he rights himself with a slight wince, and looks around, gripping his busted staff substitute in his good hand. ]
... Well, that's certainly not good. [ DON'T SOUND SO UNCONCERNED ] Are you alright, my little angel?
[ Patamon is right here with him and stays very close. Sudden teleporting to a black and red void seems pretty terrible? But as long as they're together, at least Patamon can protect him.
"I'm alright. What happened?"
There's nothing here at all but the two of them. ]
just kidding. temenos stops at the sight, though, stilling, and even reaches up to put a hand to patamon to make sure they don't go too far forward. ]
Well, don't you remind me of a friend of mine.
[ that's not funny. this joke has Layers but the flippant remark is easy to make - his nature is inherently cautious, no matter how light and lofty he sounds when he says it, and he does stop, trying to get a sense for the situation. ]
[ Twomenos sounds just like him, but Patamon stays right by his actual friend's side.
His voice isn't cruel or mocking. Calm and flippant. ]
Then I'm sure you remember all the times you arrived too late and couldn't do nearly enough with what you had. If you have that much doubt, why won't you use it better?
Or some sort of adversary, sent to prey on me by making me question myself, which seems quite more likely.
[ temenos. don't break the fourth wall? this is still just Utterly Unconcerned in terms of tone. whether he's worried or not? hard to say.
he waves patamon's concerns off, but lets it come closer to him, gripping the staff and not moving. ] It's alright, little angel.
[ and back to twomenos: ] You are not very threatening. I'm not very threatening, either: at least, not like this, I suppose. You must know if you think that you're me, then that I don't believe you.
[ the pontiff. it was so recent, but it feels like centuries ago, standing at his funeral, hands on a book in his pocket, watching the town of flamechurch mourn their beloved leader, feeling thirty years of life like a heavy stone on his shoulders, knocked aside for the purpose of finding the truth.
....temenos doesn't look - he's not irritated, but he's starting to smile. ] Is there a point to this?
[ he tilts his head up to look at patamon with an exaggerated sigh. woe is me, etc. shaking his head. ]
We may well ignore this. It's the work of an amateur at best. [ DONT BULLY YOURSELF? ] I suppose next it'll start imitating all of my speech, too? Perhaps in a childish lilt.
[ luckily the real tem is denoted by a patamon looking extremely exasperated, so Ace picks up the pace when he sees Temenos in the distance ]
Hey! Temenos! [ a beat before I steal mira's joke ] And Twomenos. Don't tell me you split yourself in half.
[ "ace are you totally ignoring gabumon's objection to your shitty joke" love yourself instructions unclear busy teasing tem for being in the exact same situation he was in five minutes ago ]
[ cheerfully!!! he sees ace when he comes over and smiles at him while i wrote about this exact event occurring in the mini event. (crick voice) this is my nightmare ]
There you are! Have you also run into a poor imitation of yourself, Ace? We ought to find Vane. Perhaps his will have an unmatching hair color, as this one is lacking anything to do with me.
Yeah, there was another me. [ dismissive, skipping over every detail, MOVING ON ] At least this one doesn't have a mustache.
[ because now this is an event horizon moment where we've seen clones of ourselves twice this week. he grabs at Temenos's good arm to start leading him away ]
C'mon, let's get Vane and get out of here. It looks like this door was a dead end.
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... well. when temenos comes back to his senses, he's quick to get his bearings. the temple, the oppressive aura - it's familiar. he's half expecting to see the sacred guard laid out on a set of stairs. such is not the case, though. he looks for his companion as he rights himself with a slight wince, and looks around, gripping his busted staff substitute in his good hand. ]
... Well, that's certainly not good. [ DON'T SOUND SO UNCONCERNED ] Are you alright, my little angel?
[ is the baby ok ]
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"I'm alright. What happened?"
There's nothing here at all but the two of them. ]
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[ welp
that's fine. he gives patamon a little scritch, but then rights himself fully. just a void huh.]
...Well. We may as well find ourselves a way out of this situation, mm? Nowhere to go but forwards.
[ temenos is so unconcerned, like this is just a normal ass experience. time to start walking forward. ]
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Temenos and Patamon are the first ones to encounter anybody else in these red and black void.
It's... Temenos? Except this one is uninjured and pristine. There's no dark aura surrounding him. Simply, Temenos looking at himself. ]
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just kidding. temenos stops at the sight, though, stilling, and even reaches up to put a hand to patamon to make sure they don't go too far forward. ]
Well, don't you remind me of a friend of mine.
[ that's not funny. this joke has Layers but the flippant remark is easy to make - his nature is inherently cautious, no matter how light and lofty he sounds when he says it, and he does stop, trying to get a sense for the situation. ]
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[ Twomenos sounds just like him, but Patamon stays right by his actual friend's side.
His voice isn't cruel or mocking. Calm and flippant. ]
Then I'm sure you remember all the times you arrived too late and couldn't do nearly enough with what you had. If you have that much doubt, why won't you use it better?
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Ah. I see what this is. What are you, then. An illusion? A spell?
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[ Or at least, that's what he's saying.
Patmon moves closer to the real Temenos. "Should we ignore him...?" ]
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[ temenos. don't break the fourth wall? this is still just Utterly Unconcerned in terms of tone. whether he's worried or not? hard to say.
he waves patamon's concerns off, but lets it come closer to him, gripping the staff and not moving. ] It's alright, little angel.
[ and back to twomenos: ] You are not very threatening. I'm not very threatening, either: at least, not like this, I suppose. You must know if you think that you're me, then that I don't believe you.
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[ I am you, you are me, and so on and so forth. ]
You already know all the times you were too little and too late. It started with Roi, didn't it? I'm sure you already know.
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I know what happened to him. [ don't you? ] And logically, it wasn't as if I could stop him from leaving.
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[ Patamon looks increasingly more concerned. ]
It's not the only time. If you'd only gotten to the cathedral faster, maybe you could've stopped the attack.
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[ the pontiff. it was so recent, but it feels like centuries ago, standing at his funeral, hands on a book in his pocket, watching the town of flamechurch mourn their beloved leader, feeling thirty years of life like a heavy stone on his shoulders, knocked aside for the purpose of finding the truth.
....temenos doesn't look - he's not irritated, but he's starting to smile. ] Is there a point to this?
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[ The other Temenos smiles back. ]
Can't you deduce it?
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Hmmm. Why did I come here?
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[ Smiles back.
Patamon is accepting that perhaps they are not leaving this horrible standstill. ]
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[ he tilts his head up to look at patamon with an exaggerated sigh. woe is me, etc. shaking his head. ]
We may well ignore this. It's the work of an amateur at best. [ DONT BULLY YOURSELF? ] I suppose next it'll start imitating all of my speech, too? Perhaps in a childish lilt.
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Hey! Temenos! [ a beat before I steal mira's joke ] And Twomenos. Don't tell me you split yourself in half.
[ "ace are you totally ignoring gabumon's objection to your shitty joke" love yourself instructions unclear busy teasing tem for being in the exact same situation he was in five minutes ago ]
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You are an inquisitor.
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[ cheerfully!!! he sees ace when he comes over and smiles at him while i wrote about this exact event occurring in the mini event. (crick voice) this is my nightmare ]
There you are! Have you also run into a poor imitation of yourself, Ace? We ought to find Vane. Perhaps his will have an unmatching hair color, as this one is lacking anything to do with me.
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[ because now this is an event horizon moment where we've seen clones of ourselves twice this week. he grabs at Temenos's good arm to start leading him away ]
C'mon, let's get Vane and get out of here. It looks like this door was a dead end.
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[ Since they're walking away, Patamon looks deeply relieved to start getting away from the Temenos singularity zone.
The double does not follow them. ]
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Or a small child attempting to run me through with a knife...
[ he laughs because this is funny. gods. ] Is my personality really that awful? Goodness. I apologize for the scare, my little angel. Let's find Vane.
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[ is he. anyway ace is leading them away!! ]
I heard music before I found you, so keep an ear out. Hopefully Vane isn't having too bad a time.
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Gabumon, "There's been enough bleeding. Temenos, you're running out of fabric for more bandages." ]
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