6th Kick || 4th Wall Day

[windsorknot]

[ There's a rustle of what sounds like a plastic bag and then the sound of someone muttering under his breath. ]

Considering how the City's population usually doesn't double over night, I'm assuming this is another curse?

For once I'm failing to see the theme behind this one.

[ His voice is followed by more plastic bag rustling and the sound of

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[needsthemanual]

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Sallllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllyyyyyyyyyyy!

[windsorknot]

Sorry, but you've got the wrong person.

[needsthemanual]

[Oh my god this is some kind of terrible mistake where the Big Giant Head got them bodies that belonged to people who are identical to him and he's going to know and okay calm down you are not Dick you do not need Sally to clean up your messes unless they are spiders]

Clearly you're not Sally.

Clearly.

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[windsorknot]

Clearly.

[ It's like looking at his high school year book. Except in vivid color and not in black and white on cheap paper. Arthur doesn't like to think back to high school. He really doesn't. His totem being useless in the City doesn't help matters, either. ]

You were looking for someone?

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[needsthemanual]

[I guarantee you, he's also probably way more spastic, too]

Sally.

I was looking for Sally.

....have you ever been to Ohio?

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[windsorknot]

Once or twice.

Can't say I know anyone named Sally, though.

[ Meanwhile, Arthur tries not think about just how messed up this all this. Too bad he's totally staring. ]

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[needsthemanual]

Ever?

[Tommy wonders if he grows up to be that suave. He's also staring right back]

I mean...Dick? Harry? Ring any bells?

Alyssa?

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[windsorknot]

Maybe in passing or something. Definitely not now.

[ Arthur's trying not to think back to the days when he used to think that "Dude" was an appropriate way to begin a sentence and jeans and a sweater were his 'formal' wear. He blinks a few times just to clear away the thought. ]

None of those names ring a bell to me, sorry. If it helps, my name's Arthur.

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[needsthemanual]

[There is the slightest bit of relaxing happening here.]

I'm Tommy.

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[windsorknot]

Look, I'm... [ why is it so hard to think all of a sudden ] not you. And you aren't me.

I've never lived in Ohio, for one.

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[needsthemanual]

I guess it's entirely possible that genetics managed to code identical DNA sequences out of unrelated strangers.

[Tommy does the math in his head. It's not that possible. Actually bordering on so not possible impossible is probably a good word for it]

And weren't you the lucky one.

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[windsorknot]

[ He definitely wasn't that much of a geek, either. Definitely. Though Arthur remembers enough biology to know that that it's highly improbable. Doesn't mean he has to say so. ]

I hear Columbus isn't too bad. Maybe I'm wrong.

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[needsthemanual]

[Look, this is his job, okay? Don't judge. He's traveled through space.]

I live in Rutherford.

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[windsorknot]

[ Keeping track of details, then? Hmmm... ]

Never heard of it. It's a small town?

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[needsthemanual]

It has a University.

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[windsorknot]

Those aren't exactly uncommon in the U.S. Small town or not.