Voice testing this grouchy clone

[darkened]

Oh, ha ha. You must think you're real funny. You really think that this'll work? Don't try and hide it, mun. I know who your favorite is. Why don't you save us both some trouble and go back to throwing the Real Thing around? Let him hog all the limelight like he always does. Not like it'd be anything new.

Besides, a "Chosen Child"? In case you forgot, I'm the imitation. And what makes you think I want to let some monster do all the fighting while I stand around like an idiot? If I'm gonna fight, I'm gonna do it the way I always have. No monsters, no magic crests or whatever. I'll stick with darkness, thanks.

[...]

What's that? You mean to tell me I'd lose that, too? Well, great. I'm sold. Go ahead and take away the one thing I had going for me besides my promise to Naminé. If you're gonna place me somewhere, can't you at least let me see her again? It'd be... nice, you know? At least then I could apologize for what I did before.

[And protect her... if she'd let him. Would she? For a short moment, the Replica closes his eyes before he shakes his head and sighs. On the upside, there's Sora, even if he's forgotten...]

Guess it's not like I've got a way out of this. Just don't think I'm gonna take this sitting down.

Comments

[trap_phantasm]

...With all that complaining... one would think you were mass-produced, as opposed to merely a copy...

[darkened]

[His hands snap into tight fists, and his brow furrows.]

There's nothing mass-produced about me!

[If someone did make other replicas... rgh, he'd give them a piece of his mind. Don't they realize how rough it is, being completely unoriginal? And what's the point in making more?]

So sue me for venting. I'm not some kind of toy for her to throw around. Bad enough that she's taking me after my death, but to top it all off, she's making me weak.

[Not that he's going to fall into the role of pacifist, but it's irritating. Why make him less than he already is?]

[trap_phantasm]

[Pandora lost most of her ability to emote long ago, but there's something in her tone-- her eyes, too, perhaps-- that seems... just a tad mocking, if it wasn't already.]

Clearly not...

....If you are made weak... then isn't it in your best interest to find new ways of becoming stronger...? The weak are destined to perish to feed the strong... after all.

...Or in your case, die again.

[darkened]

[The Replica growls, averting his eyes to hide his frustrations. He doesn't know who this girl is, but she's got a lot of nerve talking to him like that!

...even if she does have a point.]

Of course it is! And that's why I'm not gonna play the part she's trying to shove me into. If I'm gonna get thrown into some Digital World, I'll fight my own battles.

[The question is, can he really handle it? There's some hidden uncertainty, but like he'd ever say it out loud. Instead, he scoffs, cracking a smirk.]

Losing my darkness is just one small setback.

[That's some confidence from someone who was venting just moments ago.]