vwoops WIP. real. ft. sleep deprivation + honestly i can't even remember if this is fully vwoopvoice + writing in class. set in vwoops current home server :]
It should've -- well, Vwoop didn't know what it should've done. Ran, probably. It should've seen this -- *thing*, and bolted, the elytra adjustments that it had landed for no longer important. It didn't want to think about it. It probably could've continued on, and if it had told itself enough that this was some sort of trick of the eye, then maybe it would believe it. Vwoop had been very tired lately. Vwoop had been very stressed lately. These things can mess with your head. It knew this.
But it had been a sort of nagging feeling at the back of its mind for some time, now. Well, it wasn't anything comprehensible or solidified, it had no real theories -- never once had Vwoop thought, consciously, "hmm, I think I have an evil twin that will show up and ruin my life or something". That would be ridiculous. It would be dwelling on something that it had long outran. It was... antithetical to the point of moving on, wasn't it? Plus, there were fun new things to worry about...
Vwoop's body went cold when it saw its own silhouette breaking up the horizon. Perhaps the only thing that could be worse was how its right gills flicked, before turning its head to face Vwoop. Its eyes widened, glowing with a pulsing, inky cyan colour. In the light of their own glow, Vwoop could see where it seemed their fins had shriveled -- maybe shriveled, maybe had been eaten away at something. Strands of fungus hung from what remained.
Vwoop took a step backwards, pulling its shield, and the creature opened their mouth to let out a shriek.
This was where there was some sort of override, something that kept Vwoop rooted to the spot. At least the feeling that washed over it was familiar -- it took in a breath, heart suddenly beating faster. Its mind wandered instantly to its friends -- grateful that it was alone. Sure, this was something to talk to your friends about. Vwoop wanted its friends. On a surface, material level, it did. But a desperation quickly bubbled, and it was positive that it couldn't let this thing get anywhere close to its home.
The aforementioned thing stared back at it. They cleared their throat, dipping their head. "Habit." There was a beat of silence, before they continued, "You have my sweater."
"I made this one, actually," Vwoop said quietly. It didn't move. "I mean. I made it like my old one, but... the stitching is different", it trailed off. "What are you?"
Looking closer, they were not the same. The figure before it was slimmer, looking almost like they could easily be knocked off balance. Their face was different -- something uncanny, even. Smaller eyes, a rounder face, like Vwoop's, but a bit more squished. It couldn't see their hands -- that made it nervous, somehow.
Nervous more was that it thought it could bring the pictures to mind, the ones of its sibling, the pictures that he would snap at and take from Vwoop whenever it had managed to stumble across them. They was familiar. They weren't exact, obviously, the... the goop was new. Regardless, they was closer to the ideal than Vwoop would ever be. If they were the original, Vwoop didn't know. Maybe there were more. Maybe after it left, Seren just... kept making them.
That wasn't a very good thought.
"Vwoop," they said.
"... I thought you might say that," Vwoop replied quietly. It passed its shield between both hands -- not dropping it, yet, but affording time to idle. "... Why?"
"What do you mean *why*?" They asked. They flicked their fins, before looking down to the ground. "Why are you -- why are *you* threatening *me*?"
There were a lot of very good reasons to be threatening them. It wasn't sure if it was taking the "evil clone" -- Vwoop was probably the evil clone, if it thought about it -- approach or the "evil possession sculk goop" approach. Some combination of both. It didn't want to explain this, and it didn't want to think about what this meant. What *did* this mean?
In Vwoop's silence, the other Vwoop continued, "I was just passing through."
"Why?"
"Looking for something."
"What?"
"Day. If you have to know."
Vwoop looked up to the sky. The stars were out.
"Day is a person. Aren't you supposed to be me? This is, um, an AU. Isn't it? That makes sense. That makes sense...," they mumbled to themself, before speaking up again, seeming to have an idea. "You have a Day."
"... that's not how this works," Vwoop replied. "I... understand what you mean, yeah, AUs. That's not this. I don't know what a Day is. I don't -- um," Vwoop paused. "Actually, uh, like I said, it's just me, actually!"
"Maybe this is the Sad and Alone AU."
"... no," Vwoop replied. "That's... that's also not it, I don't think. I don't think that's what's going on -- you're not, like... we're not really the same. I mean -- right?"
"You're taller," the other conceded. "If that's anything to go by. But that could be another aspect of it? Depending on how far apart we are, a type of an AU of an AU.”
The other smiled. Vwoop wasn't sure why. Well, it liked talking about that sort of thing too, but…
“I know what you mean, but it's not like that. I'm sure of it. I mean. You know? I… well, um, either way, you have… well, you used to have, probably, a… sibling, right?”
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