I wish I had an evil twin

[terusagoodboy]

*Teru thought this was the Flight Room. He even heard the giant fan whirring inside. But when he enters - suddenly there are two of him, apparently identical. One of them turns and looks apprehensively at the other, who rolls his eyes.*

Yes, we still look the same. I thought we were over the whole 'what if I'm secretly evil' thing?

...sorry. I'm

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[last_oneleft]

When Near stepped into the room, he knew it wasn’t where he intended to be. He meant to find the kitchen to grab a snack and rest a little. Instead, he was lured into the room with the dominating thought that it would be a safe place. He was wrong.

Suddenly, there were two. On the right there was a dirt-covered, scrawny version of himself. Not quite the way he looked when he first arrived; it was the image of himself that he imagined when he had no choice but to think of his situation. Lying on the floor, hands and feet tied behind his back, with every white part of his body now tainted with brown. The wretched figure breathed heavily, staring at the floor with a tired and desperate expression.

"We’re going to die," he said in a gruff, dry, voice. It was chilling to hear, leaving a terrible sound ringing in the air. "This respite won’t last forever."

"We won’t," said a voice from the left. In contrast to the one on the ground, this one was standing with his arms and feet bound. He was clean and full, still white and pure

[gamerspy]

Holy shit. The fuck happened to you?

*The Matt with the cigarette stares at both Nears, while the other frowns.*

[last_oneleft]

"I lost," the grounded Near said miserably. He dropped his head onto the floor.

"I was captured by Kira," the standing Near explained.

[gamerspy]

You're here, now. He's a fucking dick, but he can't get you here.

Jesus, man He's probably... do you need help? With the stuff on your wrists?

[last_oneleft]

"Help me, please," the one on the ground begged. "It wasn't supposed to be this way."

The reaction from the standing one wasn't as extreme. The paler one remained calm. "Unfortunately, it seems that the bindings are an effect of the room. We weren't bound before we came in." He turned his head to speak directly both redheads. "Are you Matt?"

[gamerspy]

Matt, yes - are you -

*But he breaks off, watching as the other Matt gets down and - rather roughly - starts working at the ties restraining the Near on the ground.

He just said -

Might as well try, for fuck's sake. Have a look at his, will you?

*With what might be a faintly apologetic look (it's hard to read his facial expressions behind the vest and goggles, the quieter Matt approaches Near.* Uh - do you mind if I have a look?

[last_oneleft]

The grounded one didn't weep, but rested his head tiredly against the floor as Matt began untying him. He let out a sigh.

The other Near watched Matt for a moment before answering: "I don't mind."

[gamerspy]

These are fucking tricky - what stupid piece of shit -

Matt. *While his other half curses over the ropes, Matt works quietly, concentrating. He is right, though. You're safe. Only so much can happen to you here. *He decides to not mention the handful of murders.*

[last_oneleft]

"It doesn't matter," the grounded Near said. "Eventually, we will have to return. Eventually, this will end. Eventually, we'll die. There isn't any way to escape." He took a shuddering breath. "Kira won."

"That's not true," came the protest. "Kira hasn't won. I refuse to accept it."

[gamerspy]

Listen to that one. *Nodding towards the Near who's still standing. He gets the rope free with one last hard yank, and moves on to Near's ankles.*

What happened? Where are you being - do you know where you're being held?

[last_oneleft]

When he felt his arms loosen, he let out a breath of air in relief. It was such a good feeling that he let his arms lay there, limp, as his shoulders finally relaxed.

The other Near took this opportunity to respond. "I was told that Kira was once held captive there." A pause. "That was... what Kira told us. He said that L kept him captive in that cell. It was supposed to be... fitting."

[gamerspy]

That's fucked up. *A harder tug at the rope.* I keep telling L we should just - shoot him in the fucking face, before he can get any of this shit done.

That was before, Matt. *This Matt is working differently on the binds, and has only just released Near's wrists. If you spoke to one of the Ls here, they could probably tell you where you are. It might help.

[last_oneleft]

"They could," he muttered, "but what use would it be? I can't communicate with anyone else and the world belongs to Kira. Anyone could be an enemy."

The standing Near flexed his wrists when he felt them released. "He has a point. None of the SPK are alive, Mello and Matt are missing-"

"Mello and Matt are dead. There is no one left to release us."

[gamerspy]

You might be able to carry something in with you. *Dropping to his knees, to undo Near's ankles.* A knife. Cut your bonds or something. Who brings you food?

[last_oneleft]

The standing Near stood and twirled a lock of hair around his finger. It was comforting to be able to do it again, but the motion was only out of shame. Keeping tabs on who came and went into his cell was a battle he lost to his more desperate side.

The other Near answered. "...I don't know. It changed the first few times and then I lost track."

[gamerspy]

*There's a slight pause, from both of Matt. That isn't like Near, they're thinking.*

If your world's like ours, me and Mello probably are dead.

But it pretty blatantly isn't like ours. We'd try to infiltrate.

Right. But if we weren't - get yourself fitter, here. Get back on it. There'll be someone you can use - you're fucking Near, man.