( text | un: jaguar )

[scarcastically]

look @ me, I cracked the code. So. Where do you fit in?

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[scarcastically]

It's an Earth term for a certain group of people born within a particular time frame.

Usually penned as lazy.

[darkduplication]

That doesn't explain what a thousand years has to do with it, but don't bother.

[He cares about other worlds the way the real Riku does, even if he's a copy, they share a lot of the same core memories.]

In that case, doesn't sound like there's a difference between your people and people around here.

[scarcastically]

Why would there be?

People are people. That ain't ever gonna change.

[darkduplication]

I guess that's the luxury of being people. You don't have to prove your right to exist, you don't even have to be anything special. You can ask stupid questions like what is love to your heart's content.

[scarcastically]

[ huh. ]

If you need to prove something like that, you're just giving someone else power over you.

[darkduplication]

Worlds upon worlds full of people who have crushed beneath their heels the beings they deemed something different. Something less. Something other than themselves.

All they had to do was take that power back? Spare me.

[scarcastically]

Sounds like you were spared.

But hey, if you want your personhood defined by your oppressors, that's up to you.

[darkduplication]

[He doesn't know what to say, he's angry... but at who? It's easy to blame this guy and tell himself he doesn't get it, can't understand what doesn't happen to real people.

Then again, most real people don't think about defining what makes them people, not in his limited experiences.]

You talk like you've got any idea.

[scarcastically]

Maybe I do.

[darkduplication]

What could you possibly know?

[Plenty. Parallels abound in a melting pot like this. There's danger in going down this rabbit hole and the replica's aware of it regardless of his reckless curiosity.]

[scarcastically]

[ shame text can't convey tone. or laughter. ]

What, you think you have a monopoly on that?

[darkduplication]

No.
people

[He hits a wall, not physically but one of those things where he can't or won't articulate. A stark difference between the real thing and his replica is that the replica has never minced words or held back verbally. When he decides to, he's a loose cannon. Writing it out is a very different matter.]

[scarcastically]

People don't know shit.

They're just making it up as they go along.

[darkduplication]

Yeah? You telling me being a person is flying by the seat of your pants?
Sounds lame.

[And not untrue.]

[scarcastically]

But no less true.