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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Jan 24, 2010 1:46:14 GMT -5
Finally, a bit of an escape from the world of slavehood. Kristopher Roberts was hiding himself today, hiding from his Master that was! Kris was not in the mood to deal with Sin in the least and he was also avoiding some...unpleasant chores he would have to do later tonight. But for now, the day was his to seiz and he was going to do just that!
So, the blond had gone into the fun house, nothing more then for cheap entertainment seeing as he was by himself and this area was a safety zone for him and many others. No boogie ever stepped foot into this area because they understood that humans had to have time for themselves, or they would not perform well in anything they did.
Krissy put his hands behind his head and yawned lightly as he made his way through the mirror maze. He smiled happily as he played around at the mirrors that made him too tall, short or really fat. He peered into one mirror and made a scary face at it and chuckled. This was far too much fun! So he did all these fun little things into each mirror! The next one he stepped in front of he did a funny little dance due to the fact the mirror made him look as thin as a tooth pick with a large ass!
But enough with that, he went down the walk way, apparently, there was one mirror missing and that needed to be fixed at some point. Unknown to him, he had just walked by that very mirror and something caught his eye, curious he back tracked by walking backwards and looking into the mirror.
A hand resting on his chin as he peered into it. It was a very good mirror. His reflection looked just like him!
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Post by Zeke Suzushima on Jan 24, 2010 1:56:49 GMT -5
Zeke had no real reason for wandering the Fun House this fine day. To be honest, he'd never like it much. Always reminded him of those creepy-as-hell horror movies where the kids get diced up in a circus, or something. Still, he was repairing a broken mirror today, so this was where he had to be. Zeke ran his finger through his hair, turning another corner into the hall of mirrors. Creepier and creepier... he mused, making faces at each mirror he passed. A game started that the blond would guess what kind of mirror was next.
Odd enough, he was always right.
More mirrors met him around the next corner until he reached what he found to be a dead end. The reflection that met him was diffrent from the others...not altered in the slightest. He put his hand to his chin, a curious look in his saphire blue eyes. This couldn't be right. There was supposed to be another hallway through here, leading to his destination, but not another mirror. Though it was a good mirror, not deforming or as creepy as some others were. He leaned in slightly, trying to get a better look.
Something was off, but he just couldn't place it...
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Jan 24, 2010 2:03:30 GMT -5
How very strange, here before him was a reflection that was not altered in anyway. How interesting. But much like Zeke, something felt a bit off but he just couldn't put his finger on what could be wrong. Ah well, it might occure to him sooner or later.
But the reflection was very good. Seeming to be pleased about his reflection, he stood straight and lowered his hand from his chin. Then smirked slightly. Ah well, why not have some fun with it too, just like the rest of the mirrors. So he raised his right arm up and then put a finger on his nose, sticking his tongue out for no reason at all other then just being a silly blond.
Then when he finished that, he stood straight again and moved his right leg and shifted his weight to the left. Mmm, very good reflection, but that nagging feeling came around and stayed so he tried a few other things and waved at the mirror.
Not like a boogie was going to jump out of it, pshh.
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Post by Zeke Suzushima on Jan 24, 2010 2:17:38 GMT -5
Zeke lowered his hand, giving the reflection a small smile. It seemed a tad diffrent in the reflection, but it was probably just the dark lighting. Grinning a bit sillier, Zeke put his left pointer finger to his nose and stuck out his tounge, watching the reflection do the same. It was pretty funny, and he felt like a little kid making faces in a mirror, but this was the only mirror where he could see his face unchanged, so it was even funnier. Putting his hand down, he leaned on his right leg, a bit bored already.
And then it waved.
That's right folks. The reflection waved. And he didn't. Incase normal people didn't know, normal mirrors, even funhouse mirrors, don't do that. Zeke's eyes widdened to the size of dinner plates and he took a step back. What the hell? Was this a Boogie trick? Was he caught in a trap? The teen backed up more, then took in a sharp breath of air. Maybe it was just his imagination. The creepy funhouse, playing another mind game on him in the hall of mirrors. Yeah, that has to be it. I'm just seeing things, aren't I?
Never hurt to just...ask.
"Um...hello?" Zeke said wearily, "Y-You're not a mirror...are you?"
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Jan 24, 2010 2:29:15 GMT -5
Oh crap. The reflection did not wave back! Suddenly confused and with his own green eyes growing rather large he too took a few steps back in surprise. Oh what the hell, what was going on? Was there a boogie about? Shit! He hopped not, he so did not want to be around any boogie whatsoever!
Kristopher stood still then for a long moment, then blinked a few times. "Um...hello?" Oh. My. God. The reflection talked back! But wait, this wasn't really a reflection was it? Curious, the blond took a few steps closure to the mirror, a few very careful and cautious steps that is!
"Y-You're not a mirror...are you?"
Kris shook his head slowly, still in shock. "You're not one...either...are you?" Kristopher asked the other as his reflection looked as shocked as he was. Curious still, the blond reached out and poked Zeke in to forehead. He was hoping to feel glass but instead he felt warm, squishy flesh.
"Oh hell." He muttered, freaked out. "You're real...but...like me..." By the terms of like me, he was not referring to the fact of being human but to the matter of Zeke looking just like Kristopher! But as he stood there, staring, looking the other up from head to toe. He could see the very small and slight differences.
Scary enough, they almost even sounded alike.
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Post by Zeke Suzushima on Jan 24, 2010 2:44:18 GMT -5
The reflection, or whatever it was, looked about as shocked as Zeke was. Maybe even more. It, he, took a step back as well, shocked and obvioulsy under the same impression that Zeke had been his own mirror image. What an intresting issue this was. As kris stepped foreward, Zeke stepped back, body tensing as the others hand approached his forehead. He smiled weakly at the question, or rtather the statment, the other made.
"N-No, I'm not a mirror..." Zeke closed his eyes, flinching at the boys touch. Skin, warm and human just like him.
"Just like me..." Zeke lifted one hand and put it from the top of his head to the top of the other humans. Same height, almost, same hair color, same skin color...same friggen clothes...the only diffrence he could really make out were their eyes. While his were saphire blue, this guy's were emerald green. And Zeke couldn't help it. He laughed out loud, closing his own eyes as he did. "God, you're like my twin!" he chuckled, "My green-eyed twin! This is so freaky!"
Kris was right, they did sound the same.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Jan 24, 2010 2:55:04 GMT -5
Kristopher blinked a few times, this was so creepy and yet so cool at the same time. He wasn't really sure what to think of the matter but he chuckled lightly as his head was patted and height compared. They looked the same in almost every single way possible. Minus a very few select differences.
The main one being that is person had blue eyes while Krissy had green. "God, you're like my twin! My green-eyed twin! This is so freaky!"
Kris couldn't help but laugh as well and put a hand over his eyes for a moment and shake his head, "God you're right, and you're like my blue-eyed twin! How the hell is that even possible?" Mused the other as he then looked back at Zeke with interest. It was so weird...even Augusta would take Zeke for Kristopher or his twin!
Wow.
But it was nice to know he wasn't insane and this wasn't a mirror talking back to him. It was a real, live, and very much human male. But Kris couldn't get over it, it was so strange. "You could pass for me...I mean, even your curls go the same direction as mine and even our taste in clothing." He laughed.
What else was the same? He had to wonder about this, it was just amazing. "Put please tell me, you're name isn't the same as mine. Or that would be really freaky." He pointed out and then offered his own, "So Mr. Twin. I'm Kristopher Roberts." He introduced himself, it only seemed right.
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Post by Zeke Suzushima on Jan 24, 2010 3:16:06 GMT -5
"Maybe we were sperated at birth..." Zeke laughed again, his own little conspiacy theroy brewing. He pushed some of his long blond hair from his eyes, pulling at one of his curls. It matched the ones on Kris just perfectly. Just when he thought Boogie-dom couldn't get any crazier, he find he has a double. "This is so weird. I feel like that kid from 'Parent Trap'."
One thing that wasn't similar, thank God, was their names. 'Kristopher Roberts'...the name sounded familiar. Then again, Zeke could pin any name to any face and never loose it...but he'd remember this guy. Hard to forget your own face. Zeke smiled, bowing slightly as he'd always been taught. Again. "Seems that's one thing. I'm Zeke Suzushima, Twin-chan. Nice to meet you."
Nice, but extremly odd.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Jan 24, 2010 12:39:27 GMT -5
"Maybe we were sperated at birth..."
The blond laughed at that and shrugged, "Who knows." Indeed, who knew. But life just got far more interesting right now and Kris actually kind of liked that. This meant new things to do and a little more spice in his life. At the mention of that old movie Kris smiled, "Yeah, no kidding but unlike the movie, we aren't in a camping area and trying to get our parents back together." He mused.
He did find it strange though, that he never seen Zeke around before, maybe he was new? Or, maybe he was just really good at hiding and blending in with other people that Kris never took notice of him. That had happened with him and Augusta until the blond helped the injuried boy...god knows how that took off.
"Well, we don't have the same last name, so theres one difference." He pointed out with wide grin, "However, it is very nice to meet you." Indeed he was, furthermore just like Zeke was thinking...
This was really odd...
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Post by Zeke Suzushima on Jan 24, 2010 16:27:04 GMT -5
Zeke chuckled, nodding at Kris's comment. This was probably the weirdest moment of the boy's three years in Wonderland, even weirder than being forced into cross-dressing by his mistress. Little did Zeke know that was yet another similarity he and Kris shared...they both had mistresses who liked dressing them up, sometimes in drag. Mostly drag and cosplay, in his case. Blue eyes scanned the room, just making sure the boogie who gave him this job wasn't around, then grinned.
"Yeah, so we're in a creepy funhouse instead of fencing, but it's the same thing." He shrugged, then took a few steps so he could go around Kris, not taking his eyes off him. He felt likea vulture circling a dead corpse...ugh...but he Zeke still needed to make sure this was really happening. Yup. He's 4D. Zeke smirked, poking Kris on the back, right between the shoulderblades. "Wonder what else we have in common..."
After a second, Zeke snickered. "Let me see...how old are you?"
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Jan 24, 2010 18:13:02 GMT -5
"Yeah, so we're in a creepy funhouse instead of fencing, but it's the same thing."
Kristopher nodded to that, "True enough, it works the same." he then shrugged but soon grew curious as he was then being circled by his twin, if you will. Kristopher raised a brow and turned his head to follow the other, "What are you doing?" He asked, then when it clicked he grew amused.
What else did they share in common, other then there women boogies liking to dress them up into attires they rather not wear. Funny, how Zeke just voiced what he had thought. "I have no idea, but that's creepy cause I was thinking the same thing."
After a moment he paused to think about the question just asked of him, "I'm nineteen, how about you?" He then thought for a moment. "Like tattoo's much?" Kris asked, wondering if the other blond had tattoo's like he did.
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Post by Zeke Suzushima on Jan 25, 2010 15:25:05 GMT -5
Zeke was amazed at the similarities. Not only did they look the same, but they thought the same and now...Zeke eyed the tattoo on the boys back, staring at it. The pattern was pretty unique, but it also made another similarity. The blue eyed blond had a tattoo too, not on his back, but on his shoulder. A snowflake. Ironic. Very ironic.
"Blond minds think alike, or so I'm told..." Zeke quoted one of his old friends, rounding Kris from the other side so they were face to face again. It was a funny one-liner his friend would use to insult him, since he was the only blond in the group.
His jaw dropped. "You're kidding, right?" Another laugh and Zeke thumbed at his chest. "I'm nineteen too! Turning twenty in April." Chalk another point for 'twins'. Height, age, hair...tattoo? Zeke grinned again, turning so Kris could see the palm-sized tattoo on his shoulder. "And look at that, another similarity. This just gets weirder and weirder!"
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Jan 25, 2010 21:50:19 GMT -5
Kris chuckled, this was so amazing. To meet someone that was like him in a matter of speaking. Hell, Zeke even looked like Kristopher. Which was scary but utterly amazing all at the same time! Just, wow. Now, both of the two boys had tattoos as well, he had to wonder what else they had in common.
"Wow, seriously? We both are nineteen? That's utterly amazing! However, I won't be twenty until October." He chuckled and rubbed the back of his head. But then he smiled and put a hand on his hip, looking at his "twin".
"So, what other surprises do you have?" He said in reference to them being alike.
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Post by Zeke Suzushima on Jan 26, 2010 18:32:33 GMT -5
Zeke turned face foreward, then made a face that looked like he was a scholar, rubbing an invisable beard for emphasis. "Seven months apart...darn. That's just a tad to long for us to be twins..." he held back a giggle, keeping on a stoic face. Expression control was key when it came to jokes, along with timing. And now was proabably a good time for a joke or six. Kris was right, but 'utterly amazing' dind't seem to fit the moment.
"More like unfathomably weird," the blue eyed blond laughed, breaking 'character'. Out of habit he tugged at his own hair, then noticing Kris make the same motion he laughed even louder. "Seems 'nervous habits is another..."
Surprises? Zeke was not a man of surprises. He could count all of them on one hand, though some were a bit akward and he wasn't exactly sure how the twin would take them. Ah hell. He might as well. "Let's see...I've been in Wonderland for three years, my mistress is a complete and utter lunatic who loves to dress me up...so was my mom...and I'm terrible when it comes to following directions." He smirked. "I don't think of it as a problem though. More like a talent that I'm never caught. What about you?"
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Jan 29, 2010 0:20:10 GMT -5
"Yeah, Seven months. To bad, would of been nice to know if I had a twin. I could od had a lot of fun with that." He mused brightly and slid his hands into the pockets of his pants and tilted his head in thought for a moment. Then blinked, yes, apparently they had the same nervous habits too, Kris could only smile sheepishly at him for that one.
"Ohh, three years? I've been here for around eleven or so and my Mistress likes to dress me up as well. but not to a totally lunatic way...unless you count collars and dark colors that I don't really like." He pointed out and shifted his weight to the side. Then Kris had to think for a long moment.
"Well, about me? Let's see, I like to cook a lot and help people. I like to wear my hair up sometimes and as awkward as this is going to sound for a moment, I'm bisexual too." He rolled his eyes skyward to stare at the ceiling as he think ticked things off with his fingers. "I like the color white, tight jeans, I like order a lot and I can not fix anything thats a machine. Oh, and I am kinda on the sickly side." He listed off.
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