I think I'm a Clone Now.
I think I'm a clone now.
That's largely because I woke up in a lab, smelling of a new car, with a serial number tattooed on my forehead, and people in lab coats with clipboards looking at me intently while scribbling in their clipboards and whispering to eachother. I quickly stole a clipboard and used it to give myself a modicum of modesty, while glaring at the scientists.
Or perhaps I'm some sort of "alternate." I show up in pictures as a negative images, and when I walk into bathrooms I find myself on the opposite side of the mirror from most people. I find I like to dress like an evil supervillian, cackle maniacally, and go into evil monologues, but secretly I just want to do good. I suspect that somewhere out there there's MY alternate (or if I'm the alternate, he's the unalternate?) who's ostensibly good but secretly evil.
Who this other version of me is though I have a feeling we may never know.
That's largely because I woke up in a lab, smelling of a new car, with a serial number tattooed on my forehead, and people in lab coats with clipboards looking at me intently while scribbling in their clipboards and whispering to eachother. I quickly stole a clipboard and used it to give myself a modicum of modesty, while glaring at the scientists.
Or perhaps I'm some sort of "alternate." I show up in pictures as a negative images, and when I walk into bathrooms I find myself on the opposite side of the mirror from most people. I find I like to dress like an evil supervillian, cackle maniacally, and go into evil monologues, but secretly I just want to do good. I suspect that somewhere out there there's MY alternate (or if I'm the alternate, he's the unalternate?) who's ostensibly good but secretly evil.
Who this other version of me is though I have a feeling we may never know.