dear_mun | Because his mun's friends are horrible, horrible enablers.

I suppose now is as good a time as any to remind you that no matter how high our rank may be, we reploids are subject to the will of humanity. Your demands are only going to fall on deaf ears.

There's human will, then there's slander. Are you expecting me to sit back and deal with this...this woman's insufferable insults?

What are you going to do, then? Have her declared Maverick? Believe me, this particular song and dance is an exercise in futility.

...

[He ponders for a moment, as though seriously considering the idea. But then he switches to this irritable huffy expression, which so isn't pouting what are you talking about.]

I guess that would be a waste of time.

[Even if he did, she'd just laugh at him anyway.]

But there has to be something I can do about this. Maybe get her to see reason.

[And then marshmallows will fly to the sherbert kingdom. Really, Copy. It's not going to work.]

There are times to assert your authority forcefully, but there are times when one needs a more subtle hand.

For example... the whole point of this coy little game writers play is accuracy, isn't it? Yet we both know that her choice of titles is objectively false. You're not technologically inferior to other reploids, and it's certainly not like you've been replaced by something better. You're only obsolete, say, in comparison to me.

[Being condescending to a writer and a character in the same tag. Dang, Copy, you've just gained a level in Smug Douchebag.]

[Copy-X only smirks.]

Obsolete? To you? The Reploid who has become nothing more than a whimpering nanny to his Original? Joking doesn't become you, Other-Me.

You may be me, but it's clear you haven't got my level of class.

[In other words, you scored an ice burn, other Copy.]

Really, the fact my original self already relies on me this much... I'd say it's a sign of my superiority, if anything. I certainly don't see the original putting his trust in you, now do I?

Considering who I'm talking to, I'll take that as a compliment.

[All the smirks, Copy. Have all of them.]

Oh?

Is it reliance, or pity, do you think? Considering that he treats you less as we are and more as a child, it's a wonder how you can even say that with a straight face. It's remarkable, really.

From whose point of view, exactly? He's the one that's behaving like a child! If he dares look down on me after I deign to help him, then he certainly needn't expect to see any sympathy from me ever again. I refuse to be patronized. Not by my original, and certainly not by my own self!

Good luck with that kid.

[Man, they grow up so fast. Look at the cute widdle thing flip out.]

[Ohay! You just used one of Copy's anger words.

B-but wait. Is that...?

He'll grit his teeth, and try not to go into full-on apeshit mode.]

...kid?

[Smiiiiiiiiiirk.]

You've got to be new if you think muns would really prioritize our feelings over their sense of humor.

The title fits, doesn't it? Of course, at my age most people are kid.

[Nope, not gonna ask why there's a widdle copy of him running about and eyetwitching. Probably safer that way.]

[Have a huffy glare back, X. From his perspective, he supposed his words made sense, but the rudeness that accompanied them.

Was this really his original?]

She treated my Original with the most infinite of courtesies, considering his circumstances. Is it so wrong to expect the same treatment?

[After all, he's his Perfect Copy. Why wouldn't he get the same treatment?

And he crosses his arms, holding his irritation in check.]

Even if that is so, do you not think it's rude to address--

[The ruler of Neo Arcadia...]

--your equal in such a manner?

Oooh sucks to be him then. Generally when you're the mun's favorite you have an express ticket to wish-you-were-fragged-town.

[Seriously, Copy, you are kind of adorable like this what even.]

If you're throwing a fit over nicknames, I think you have a lot to learn about life before you can call yourself a lot of people's equal. Relax. I don't bite. [Pause.] Well, unless you ask nicely.

[Copy is about to throw in a quip, possibly having to do with the fact that he's not throwing a fit, and that he can't stand being thrown such slander by that woman--

--but stops.

Wait. Wait, no, he didn't think he heard him right. Did he seriously--?!]

Are you propositioning me?!

[All the eyebrow-raise, Copy.]

No. Do they not have banter where you come from?

[Wow. You're just shoving all of his buttons. First making him feel like an idiot and now admonishing him for being wrong. I'm sure you two will be super special friends in no time!]

Of course we have banter.

["What do you think I am, an idiot?" The words were unspoken, but clear in his tone.]

[Won't be the first time. You kinda remind X of Axl, only less fanboy-friendly.]

Just checking. You never know with all the AUs and so on.

My, my, but it suits you so well.

[Is that an indignant glare I see? Why yes. Yes it is.]

You're trying my patience, maverick.

[That glare of yours will be ignored for a smirk.]

You never did have a long strand of patience. But, I don't necessarily find it a bad thing.

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[Instead of indignance, he's just going to get a little huffy now, Omega. His hands move to his hips, in a beautifully flawed imitation of his Original's 'serious-pose'.

Really, did he have to smirk? Was he really so non-threatening?

~~The answer is yes, lolibot.~~]

Strange, hearing such a thing from you.

[Omega will continue his smug attitude, keeping his arms crossed as he eyes the copy.]

Is it? I suppose I haven't said much of anything to you in the past.

[Considering that he comes from mid-Z1? All of his knowledge of Omega comes from history books rather than in-person communication.

Copy X will keep his hands on his hips, his expression huffy but controlled.]

Prior to this, we have not been...acquainted.

[Oh. Is Omega gonna have fun with this.]

...Is that so?

[Omega steps forward, hiding an even wider smirk.]

Shall I give you a proper acquaintance, dear Copy X?

[Copy X doesn't make a move to step away, but his eyes are even, trained on this...this maverick. Any wrong moves...]

You are Omega, Devil Reploid of the Elf Wars. Don't tell me that you need more of an introduction than that.

[Omega continues forward, again, and again, until he's within half his arm length to the copy.]

That's the basics. Shall I tell you how we're far more...acquainted in the future?

[Nooope. Not stepping back. He's going to stand defiant. Still, a bit of curiosity moves across his face, before he hardens it back again.]

Go on.

[That woman said nothing about him and Omega being acquainted! He was lying, surely. Or trying to toy with him.]

[Omega raises his hand, cupping Copy X's cheek fondly.]

It may be too much for your heart to handle, my dear Copy X.

[But oh, the things he could say to this Copy. He honestly couldn't resist the temptation. Playfully, his thumb rubs over Copy X's bottom lip.]

You'll become my queen.

[Hey, that feels kind of nice--NO. NO, DOES NOT COMPUTE.

404 ERROR NOT FOUND.

Copy pushes Omega's hands away, stepping back with his face contorted in full-on huffy indignance.]

I become your what?!

[Well, it's not far from the truth. He wants Copy X to become his queen.]

You become my queen.

[He'll attempt to raise up Copy X's head.]

There's no one better to rule this filthy world. Not to mention, this face has become my favorite.

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[Well, admittedly the flattery IS pretty nice. And he is the ruler of Neo Arcadia, best Utopia ever, just sayin' (for humans).

But QUEEN? Really? No, no. And ruling side-by-side with a Devil Reploid -- what did he think he was, some sort of Maverick?!

Copy will accept his face being raised towards him, but it's almost as though it's an act of defiance.]

I belong to no one.

And flattery will get you nowhere with me. I am not whimpering maiden who will swoon at your every word.

[Actually, Omega, it'll bring you everywhere.]

If I really do become your 'queen', then prove it to me. Give me one good reason why I would lower myself to do such a thing.

No one, hm? You said that before you became mine.

[Again, there's a rub to Copy X's bottom lip, though this time he hesitates in pulling his thumb away.]

If I wanted a whimpering maiden, I'd go and get one. What I want is the perfect queen, who can rule with an iron fist, wise beyond their years, and please me well enough.

[Omega the charmer will work his way into your bed now, Copy X.]

Shall I give you the same treatment that changed your mind before? [He says this while leaning down, to bump their foreheads together.]

[If he pulled away, he'd show cowardice. Though he couldn't help but find his words appealing, if only to his spoiled side. But it also made him uncomfortable, extremely uncomfortable, for reasons he couldn't really express why.

The ruler in him told him to back away, perhaps even punch Omega in the face for his insolence. And blast him for good measure.

But the child in him was not going to back down from what was an obvious challenge.

He smirked.]

You can try.

[Challenge accepted.]

[Omega doesn't bother to answer as he closes the distance between them, capturing Copy X's lips with his. While for the first few seconds he keeps it slow, Omega does start to speed up the pace and ferocity of the kiss, even trying to nip at the copy's bottom lip.]

[Oh. Oh. So this was the sort of treatment he was talking about.

Wait...this was the sort of treatment he was talking about?! He kissed him, and then suddenly he became his...?

No. No, this wasn't how it was going to go down. He wanted a kiss? Fine. He could do that -- it was just senseless touching, anyway, regardless of how good it felt. He wasn't going to give Omega the satisfaction of becoming putty in his hands; the Copy matched his pace exactly, even adding to his ferocity.

Copy X: The most mature Reploid ever, surely.]

[He gives a good look at the display name before crossing his arms and raising a brow.]

First a fake sun, now a fake copy, huh. What will they come up with next?

I Can't Believe It's Not Zero?

[Oh yeah. Grinning.]

[Oh, it's an X. A different X but...X nonetheless. There's a smirk in response.]

Heh, at least we know it'll never compare to the original.

I don't think there'd be enough room in the world for that much ego anyway.

[X stopped counting the Zeros a while ago. It's all good.]

Been good?

Ego? I'm just stating facts.

[There's another raise of his brow. Of course that playful smirk doesn't go away.]

Can't complain I suppose. How about you X? Your mun treating you well?

Zero facts or actual facts? There is a difference!

[Emphatic finger point up! Probably the impish grin isn't helping.]

I'm all right. I was happily retired from this business until a few days ago.

Apparently there were feels involved. I'm just hoping it blows over before there are any impulsive applications filed.

Oh, and what would they be?

[No Zero he's your BFF! Another version of him sure but he probably has a List-

Zero does give a slight pause. Feels...? Human and their slang.]

With them you never know. Mine intended on playing X, and here I am instead. Something about ships and punching.

[X blows a raspberry at Zero because he is the most mature. Ever.]

You're lucky I don't have my list handy.

[Should have seen the display earlier. There's still wailing and gnashing of teeth going on over there.]

Eh something about continuity plague in another fandom. Not that we wouldn't know anything about that, of course.

Ships and punching? Sounds interesting.

You actually keep a list?

[Well, there's a snort in response.]

I guess it only takes the smallest reasons to spark their interest. Anyway, I don't think she meant a literal ship and punches. If that was the case I'd have no complaints.

[Zero. In the flesh...if that term could properly be used. Still, this was an older model. Not the same one that was wreaking havoc in his time.

But bitterness was bitterness.]

I don't know what you're talking about.

But I'm sure you would know all about that, wouldn't you, Maverick?

Maverick?

[Oh that insult it stung so much Copy X- except not. What are you, twelve? Time for Zero to sigh and shake his head. Whoever made this copy of X did a swell job. Not.]

As a Hunter, the last thing I'd be is a Maverick.

Because his mun's friends are horrible, horrible enablers.

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Oh, OW.

Nicest character ever :'|

Oh, absolutely.

Truly this is a thread that can only go well

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Oh Omega <3

All his feels for Copy X ♥

And all the tsun for Omega. <3

Omega will gladly accept this tsun. B)

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threadjack whoops

and I accidentally a response whoopsies

aw whoops again. man just the clumsiest

oh man same here, I guess we're both klutz.

klutz party right here

More like a klutz express!

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