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[guiltysilvergun]

[Walking straight through one door, a pale-haired teenager walks in, a familiar scar along his left cheek but he looks a lot older than you'd expect. A look of confusion crosses his features before he sighs and that look is replaced by annoyance]

...Eh? This wasn't here before.

Great.. [A sigh] So much for that ten o'clock appointment

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[besomeothername]

[Hi! Don't mind the Lavi bouncing up next to you]

Or else?

[guiltysilvergun]

[Blinks and surprise flashes briefly over his features and he's completely serious when he speaks next]

...Or else i'm going to have to put a bullet in someone's head. I hate games like this.

[besomeothername]

Then as someone who does not like bullets in their brain, might I have a moment to proclaim the wonders of this magical and mystical land you've stumbled on?

[guiltysilvergun]

[A small pause and he then gives Lavi a rather blank look before he sighs and nods]

As long as you stop talking like that.

Just tell me what's going on, Lavi. Please.

[crowningdarkly]

[Have a sideways sort of glance.]

I'm afraid you'll only end up with more questions.

[HAVE AN EQUALLY ANTI-SOCIAL OLDER!ALLEN! XD Um, info's in his journal.]

[guiltysilvergun]

[There's a moment in which he blinks once, twice, then draws out a rather familiar looking gun and points it at the other]

Hm. You're right. I can think of one.

Why do you look like me?

[[ooc: ♥ Just peeked at the page now. His canon looks pretty interesting 8D]]

[crowningdarkly]

[Allen just tilts head curiously, staring at it for a moment. Well, that's new. Unfortunately, after having experienced some of the things he's experienced here, it's hard to be particularly surprised. He turns in his spot, as if t walk away.]

Because I am you. A version of you, really.

[[♥~ So does your Allen's 8D]]

[guiltysilvergun]

...A version of me? That's impossible.

[Eyes narrow and he's watching the other carefully]

[[ooc: 8DD ♥~ Really~?]

[recall_tragedy]

Allen? Did you just arrive? [[Modified akuma Mana wearing child Allen.]]

[guiltysilvergun]

[Goes to snap at him but stops when his eye activates, taking a small moment to try and register what he's seeing, eyes widening slightly]

...I did... but..

M..Mana? How..?

[recall_tragedy]

Y-Yes... I'm modified...

This place is called the Dressing Room, I have no idea why. It brings in different versions of people from alternative universes and traps them here.

[guiltysilvergun]

[Looks away, white bangs shadowing his eyes briefly]

I don't even see how this is possible. None of this makes sense..

[recordsfire]

Allen?

[ooc; Info in journal]

[guiltysilvergun]

[A blink of his eyes and he then sighs, crossing his arms over his chest]

Lavi. Do you know what's going on here?

[recordsfire]

You're in a place called the Dressing Room. You'll end up meeting versions of yourself here.

Oh, and my name's Deke. Not Lavi.

[guiltysilvergun]

Versions of myself? That doesn't really make a lot of sense..

[He pauses at that last part and looks a bit confused before shaking his head]

...When did you have it changed? Last time I saw you, you'd had it as Lavi..