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“Well there’s only one Rocket, but I see two. So obviously there’s a fake here and just maaaaybe I’m starin’ at'em, handsome though you may be..”

“I think I’d know if I weren’t me, so that pretty much opts that idea out, unless you’re a fake... but I am sure there’s gotta be some kind of scientific explanation for this bullshit... clone maybe?”

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gun-toting-procyonid replied to your post “Long time no see, Tin Soldier. You forget my communicator number or...”

"That.. actually makes me feel muuuch less guilty about copying some of your suit's schematics some time back! Dinner it is!"

“Trust me, I wouldn’t be angry about that, I’m actually really smug about it. Want to guess why? You clearly see my suits are something superior and worthy of being copied. Now, what did you make out of them?“

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gun-toting-procyonid replied to your post “"You smell and have claws just like another guy I know, hotshot....”

"Name's Rocket. S'pose it's nice to meet you. Out there question, but.. if I shot you in the leg, would it heal up quick? I mean if you have the same neat little regeneration trick. Still jealous of that, by-the-by."

“Yes.” Before he could even think about it, Daken held a finger up to halt that thought process. “Don’t shoot me.”

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"You smell and have claws just like another guy I know, hotshot. Though.. with less mullet and tattoos , more muttonchops and cheap beer.."

“What a coincidence,” Daken responded flatly. How was he supposed to react to an articulate raccoon? The mutant rolled his shoulders back and settled his hands on his hips, letting out a defeated sigh. He’d seen stranger things. “My sperm donor is who you’re talking about. I’m Daken. You are–?”

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