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“Yes, oh yes! They both lost the race! They could no longer control their spaceships. Really weird. But uh- so… I’m afraid you didn’t win any spaceship.”
“This is about the fact I ran off in one last time, isn’t it?”
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@endw1gast from this thingy here
“Yes, oh yes! They both lost the race! They could no longer control their spaceships. Really weird. But uh- so… I’m afraid you didn’t win any spaceship.”
“This is about the fact I ran off in one last time, isn’t it?”
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“Sorry uh because I’m going to stay at your house? Yes. For a time. I lost Sakaar! My planet!”
The Grandmaster shook his head and put his hands on his waist. Really, his situation had changed dramatically… A week, or so, before, he was ruler of Sakaar. He throwed the best parties for the best guests, received strong fighters for his big arena,… Then he got betrayed, a revolution was made in his back and he was forced to leave Sakaar.
“Can you believe they stabbed me?! They did that. And ohh it hurt a lot.” And then his ship decided to stop here, on Earth. Certainly already damaged by the cosmic gateway that he had to take to get out of Sakaar…
En Dwi saw that the other was suddenly taken aback by his appearance, well their appearance, he shrugged. “Oh that… It happens! I already saw a lot of people looking like me- uhm us. It’s like the universe had no more inspiration and took the same design again and again hahaha! My design by the way. Because I was born before you all. Hum. Anyway, I’m The Grandmaster. Nice to meet you!”
"Your... your planet?” Ian repeated the stranger’s words back to him, noting with uncomfortable certainty that even their voices had a similar tenor, “Riiiiight. Sure. That makes perfect sense.”
At this point he was pretty close to just turning on his heel and heading back up the street to his apartment, but his incessant curiosity kept him there, whether he wanted to be or not.
“The Grandmaster?” he found himself repeating again, shaking his head slowly, “I’m not calling you that. And you’re not going to stay at my place. Absolutely not.”
Not wanting to sound too harsh, he finally gave his double a somewhat dubious smile. The things he was saying—however nonsensical—were oddly charming. And as for his explanation of their uncanny similarity... even though he most likely didn’t realise, he had unknowingly touched upon an aspect of fractal theory which Ian himself strongly subscribed to. Patterns, like ripples or echoes, repeating over and over again. Anything was possible after all.
“I can stand you a drink, but, ah, that’s about as far as it’ll go. If I start letting random people off the street stay at mine, my ex-wife’ll manage to worm her way back in somehow. Mark my words.”
"Your cheeks require Grandmasterkisses."
“.... Fine. Come here”
"Have you seen my meltstick?..."
“You’re...what?”
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Taneleer sighed, running a hand down his face, though he took care not to swipe off any of his meticulously applied makeup. He let the hand slide away to support his head, jamming his elbow into the arm of the long couch which he sat on, and at the opposite end-
En Dwi was ignoring him, too taken up with this battle going on down below.
With a minimum of effort and a touch of delicacy, Taneleer reached out for a napkin with his free hand, balling it up and throwing it directly at his brothers head.
"I can't take another second of this god damn Earth."
Come on, Earth is pretty nice, we got good stuff down here like ummm Captain America ? And the food is mostly not bad too !
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“Another coat, papa. Two coats,” TJ said, sniffling as he looked up at him with his tiny blue eyes. An unexpected cold had given him the shivers and now he just wanted to keep himself as bundled up as possible. Although, he could already feel too much warmth creeping up on, perhaps from a fever that was likely to soon come.
“...En, have you been picking my children out of the ground? I’m not mad, I just want to talk.”