Canon is Warehouse 13, I crossover-AU'd her into Star Trek: TNG because I have PROBLEMS.

[troublesomegirl]

I don't know what you think you're doing but I do know that I'm the one that's going to get blamed for it. So you should probably stop.

[I don't know what I'm doing either how do I even drive this thing and I'm only on the third season of TNG and you belong in the Warehouse and oh god--]

What did you even do, clone me? There's like a bajillion of me in this headspace thing of yours and all of us are a little different and most of them are older and--

[ SIGH. ] Like, just take me back to the Enterprise. I've got things I need to be doing and if I get scolded for slacking off on my studies one more time my head's going to explode. And Captain Picard will probably blame me for it and make me clean up the mess. Even while my head has exploded. Do you see the problem here.

[On the off-chance anyone replies to this I'm so sorry if I am super slow in tagging you back because oh my god what am I even doing with this, I DON'T KNOW. I will probably screw this up royally. Here goes nothing.]

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I am sorry, but not really sorry.

[damncompass]

Claud? Why are you talking like you're in an episode of Star Trek?

[Here, Claud. Have a confused brother from another AU-ish]

/screams softly

[troublesomegirl]

Excuse me? A what now?

...Okay considering how all of my "headspace" clones are reacting I guess I'm supposed to know who you are, but uh... Heh, sorry, I don't? You look sort of familiar though?

[damncompass]

[Joshua opens and closes his mouth a few times, face a little pale, a little hurt.]

Oh. Um. Sorry. Er. You look a lot like my sister. [quietly] Exactly like.

[troublesomegirl]

[ Peers at him a little, tilts her head one way, then the other. ]

Okay, so I admit there is a certain resemblance, but I don't actually have any siblings. That I know of. Plus, you look a little too old to be my mother's son.

[Mun is so sorry Josh we don't mean to put you in any emotional pain!]

[damncompass]

Oh. Well this is awkward, then. I did read once that everyone has an alternate universe twin. Guess I found Claudia's.

[long pause]

Not to mention, I'm older than I look. [SIGH] My sister's fourteen years younger than me. Well, ok, fourteen years younger technically, but practically two years younger because I had a twelve year vacation from time... And now I'm weird and awkward. Great.

[Joshua's actually fine (maybe. possibly), just CONFUSED.]

[troublesomegirl]

Well, my name's Claudia, so that could support the whole alternate universe twin theory.

What, so you're actually twelve years older than you look? And that's human years, right? I'm assuming you're human, but that's just because you're humanoid and I should really probably stop doing that whole "assuming" thing, because that's bound to get me in trouble one of these days...

[ She laughs. ] Weird and awkward, huh? Maybe we're related after all.

[damncompass]

Strange. I'm Joshua, by the way.

[He pauses, and just laughs]

God, you even sound like her. Or like me. Whichever, it's still creepy. Anyway, yes. I teleported myself into an interdimentional space for twelve years. It wasn't something I'd really ever suggest.

[moment of thinky]

Well, maybe it's a future-thing. We don't have anything other than humans, which I'm assuming you do, because you mentioned them, so obviously, unless we're in one of Helena's novels, which I doubt, you're from my future. [another pause] Now I'm wondering what the Warehouse is like in the future....

[yes, somehow, even in vastly different alternate universes, they are so alike.]

[troublesomegirl]

Huh. How did you even manage that, some sort of wicked transporter malfunction or...? Wait, it wasn't alternate-universe-me's fault, was it? Because admittedly I do sort of have this... accident-prone thing going on lately. So it wouldn't really surprise me if me-but-not-me had the same sort of... prone-ness.

You don't have anything other than humans and yet you're mucking about with interdimensional space? Sort of makes it hard for me to pinpoint what era you're from, then... And I'm not sure how much warehouses have really changed over the years, I mean they're just places to store things, so...? [ She's a little confused about why he's asking about warehouses all of the sudden. ]

[damncompass]

Oh god, no, it wasn't your fault. Far from it, actually. I was using an old-school compass to teleport... ever heard of Rheticus, he was an old mathemitician? Anyway, I, uh, didn't realize it was a two-step process and got stuck. [He winces a bit.] My version of you kidnapped the guy who pushed me into using the thing before I was ready, and pulled me out of that space. She's... well, she's always saving my ass, frankly.

I'm only fussing with teleportation because I can. I've always wanted to prove that science fiction isn't as much fiction as people think. [He pauses] Oh. The Warehouse isn't just a place to store things. It's where my Claudia and I work. Well, she works there, I help run the place. It's... well, it's where we collect all kinds of things that we can't explain and keep them from the assholes who would mis-use them.

[troublesomegirl]

Ha! See! I knew I was capable of saving asses, I mean I've even helped save the ship before, but just... Ugh, no one ever wants to give me credit. [She crosses her arms, looking just the tiniest bit bitter about that. She pauses then, rethinking over what he just said.] ...Not sure how willing I'd be to go around actually kidnapping people though. [Oh if she'd lost her family like Joshua's Claudia did, she probably would, but it's hard for her to think about that]

Wait, you just... collect them? You don't try and figure them out? I think I would probably try figuring out how they work.

[damncompass]

It was... complicated. Artie was... [He trails off, flailing for a moment.] Why don't people want to give you credit? I mean, if you're anything like my Claudia, you're brilliant and freaking amazing at technology.

Oh, I try to figure them out. I'm doing research on them to see how they're created, and how they function. It's... it's complicated, because they just don't seem to work on typical scientific principles. [He's more than a bit frustrated with his current research]

[truth_detector]

It sounds as if your mun is searching for more of a creative outlet.

[troublesomegirl]

I guess. She's avoiding doing more important things, though. Such as, oh I don't know, sleeping? Which, I mean, I've pulled that too for projects, granted, but this is just kind of ridiculous...

[truth_detector]

That doesn't mean she shouldn't enjoy creating crossovers in her off time. I know my mun has made similarly unlikely match-ups.

[troublesomegirl]

She has a bad habit of it. And lately it almost always seems to be different versions of me, which is kinda mildly unsettling. I mean I guess it's also vaguely flattering too, but... Uhm. I don't know.

[truth_detector]

It appears she's made you an addition to Beverly's family.

[troublesomegirl]

My mun insists we're alike in some ways. She keeps using the phrase "redheaded sass".

had tooooooooooo

[claudiometer]

...Okay, Joshua's mun was right, this is weird.

Just, uh. Keep an eye out for Space Artie. I think under the circumstances that's as helpful as my advice can get.

[troublesomegirl]

...Space Artie? I've never heard of a...

Ohhhh. Oh! You're my alternate-universe-twin!

[You might notice she's a bit smaller than you, Canon!Claudia. She's only seventeen, so. She's also poking and prodding at you a bit, as if to check if you're real. FOR SCIENCE!!!] How does this even work...?

[claudiometer]

No, dude, clearly you're my alternate-universe-twin. And technically as of this weekend I'll be canon's alternate-universe-twin. Gotta love muns deciding things went off the rails in the original, but hey, I get more quality brother time out of the deal.

[This Claudia's 25, so! Because the timeline where she's 22 in S1 makes way more sense than the timeline where she's 19. She eyes the prodding, but doesn't really pull away. It is science, after all.]

Eh, you'll know Space Artie when you see him. At least, I can't unsee it now.
...Oh. Mun says your mun may not have hit that episode yet, but basically When Actors Collide.

[troublesomegirl]

Well, as far as I've learned, alternate universes can coexist mostly without ever having cross-interaction, so really it would make more sense for us to be "alternate-universe-twins" of each other, rather than, you know, one being based off of another? ...Though my mun is shaking her head at my theory, I'd like to point out that she isn't the one currently studying to become a Starfleet officer. [She refuses to believe she is actually the "clone" here in this situation. REFUSES!]

...For some reason your last comment has my mun laughing and shouting "Is he in EVERYTHING?" Which is kinda concerning, I mean she was a little... unhinged... to begin with, but I'm afraid she might actually be broken now.

[claudiometer]

...That I can maybe work with. Wouldn't be the strangest thing I've heard today.

Eh, she's not unhinged. It makes sense in context. But yeah, Space Artie and his Space Tesla. Made for a pretty hilarious Halloween costume, while my game still had an Artie.

He's canon for this thread, but using it for a TNG AU downthread, JSYK

[artemismaximus]

"Space Artie?"

No, no, no, I have way too much to do keeping an eye on you all down on the ground without jetting out into space, thank you very much.

Besides, I'm not that fond of heights.

's all good, I'm flexible!

[claudiometer]

Oh, come on, surely even you've seen some Trek. Gotta admit that guy who kidnaps Data looks a hell of a lot like you.

o/

[anautomaton]

Interesting. My typist is not familiar with the canon from which you originate. Hence, she has little to no knowledge of you as a character or as an individual. Nonetheless, she is insistent that had the role of acting Ensign Crusher been supplanted by a female character in my canon, subsequent storylines involving the ensign would have been ... "more compelling".

[thoughtfully,] Perhaps her assertion is an example of the human tendency to more readily empathize with others possessing a physical form similar to their own. I suppose it may also be a reaction to the relative scarcity of female lead characters in my canon and to the logical inconsistency of that scarcity with the purportedly egalitarian nature of the society in which--

[pausing now, slowly closing mouth. the captain's right: he talks too much]

Pardon me. I am Lieutenant Commander Data. It is possible that you are acquainted with an alternate version of myself, if you hail from a version of the Enterprise commanded by a version of Captain Picard; however, I do not believe that we, personally, have met.

alsdghjshk o hai I apologize for this awkward mess right here U H M

[troublesomegirl]

[Apparently he can babble as much as he wants because even after he's done speaking it takes a minute for Claudia to do anything other than stare. She is taking in every word he says though, and before she answers she has to glance down at her feet for a second.]

Uh. Uhm, yes, I. I know... who you are. We've m-- Well, no, I mean, we haven't met, I've met... a different.. you.. I guess. But you, uhm, well you seem... You seem the same?

Your... Well, what you're saying and.. and heh, what your mun thinks too, that's, uhm. That's... all correct. I think? [Okay give her a second she can do this. She clears her throat and looks back up at him, tucks a few strands of hair behind her ear.] She also wants to-- My mun, that is. She wants me to mention that, having talked with other people about it, she thinks I may be a better example of mixing 'genius' with 'teenager', whereas uh... "Wesley's"? Is that right? Yeah, Wesley's personality, as it was written, seemed inconsistent, like the writers had trouble mixing those two aspects of his personality consistently or... something... [And now she's staring again. Shit. The rest she ends up murmuring:] ...Something to that effect, anyway...

Lol!

[anautomaton]

[Oblivious to the awk and accustomed to stares, he just blinks and tilts his head quizzically.]

'Inconsistent'? May I ask in what way?

[troublesomegirl]

Well, I might not actually be... relaying her thoughts the way she wants me to, uh... From what she's seen so far, she feels as if the way he interacts with others, or reacts to them, maybe? That it doesn't seem the same from one "episode" to the next and... I...

[ She's been making somewhat useless gestures with her hands as she speaks, but she stops now and drops them to her side. Winces a little. ] I don't know, I don't think I'm explaining it very well... [ It's not entirely her fault, her mun's a little unsure of what she's trying to say, either. ] It could be possible she does just have, uh, trouble... empathizing with him, like you said, like your mun said, and she's already been known to do so with me... I mean, with other versions of... me... so...

[ Just realizing she didn't actually introduce herself even when he so politely did. She practically jumps, startled, at the realization.] Oh, I'm Claudia! Crusher, Dr. Crusher is my mother... you... probably already gathered that, uhm... My mun felt like I had some things in common with her, so that's another reason why I... [ She pauses, fishing for the correct word. She's gesturing with her hands again, fidgeting even, as if doing so might help land the term she's looking for. ] ...exist?

[ Mun and mun's friends tend to affectionately call some of that similarity "redheaded sass", but from this one may not guess that's something they share. She's obviously having more trouble communicating properly with Data, thanks to her intense admiration of him, but towards other people she can have a bit of an attitude. ]

[anautomaton]

[polite nod.] I am pleased to meet you, Claudia.

Are unpredictable temperamental fluctuations not symptomatic of the hormonal and physiological changes endured by adolescents such as yourself and Mr. Crusher? The Dr. Crusher with whom I am acquainted has given this explanation for Wesley's behavioral patterns on more than one occasion. Is there some ... special quality conferred by the superimposition of exceptional intellectual aptitude with adolescent physiology that negates her theory about puberty's role in his behavior?

[ex_shadowstep567]

Enterprise?

[artemismaximus]

Considering what happened the last time you decided to experiment, I'd say making you clean up after yourself is extremely lenient.

[Says the science officer who ended up covered in spoiled melted ice cream when you decided to play with the food synthesizer, thank you very much. His favorite coat was a total loss.]

[youarelying]

[ Oh jeez. There are no words for this. Jinix is just going to be holding back a little smirk at this entire thing.]