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[fratropathic]

I know you're here. I've felt your presence ever since I arrived. Don't you think it's rude, making me wait this long to hear from you?

[This was absolutely meant to be public, and absolutely meant to be too vague for anyone to guess the intended recipient. Riverview, meet Regene Regetta and his flair for the dramatic.]

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[fratropathic]

Gold spandex.

[The other two are accurate, or close enough - technically he was programmed, and his component parts spent most of their time in a pod - but the last point makes it clear that they're dealing with nothing but massive coincidence.

Thank goodness whoever this is specified spandex, too, or Regene might have wondered if this was one of Ribbons's enemies.]

There's been a misunderstanding of considerable size here.

[500gallontank]

maybe its not spandex

not a fucking expert

[ What else would you call shiny gold thongs and booty shorts? He is at a loss! ]

now you decide its a misunderstanding

nice try

[fratropathic]

I can promise you, this is not who you think, and you're not who I'm looking for.

[500gallontank]

[ Wait. What? Oh, no. Frankenstein is not stupid. He's not buying this. ]


supposed to take YOUR word for it

?

[fratropathic]

Okay, fair enough. I did start this conversation by fooling you, after all. What would be the best form of proof?

[500gallontank]

[ There's a long, loooong pause. Because in a weird way, just admitting that something was unfair was so NOT Jed Perfectus that, well, what more proof does Frankenstein need? ]

how about a name

[fratropathic]

Are you sure? I could make up whatever name I want and have almost no chance of stumbling into the one you expect.

[500gallontank]

[That...was a damn good point. And more evidence that that wasn't Perfectus on the other end. ]

how about you tell me who you thought i was

[fratropathic]

Someone who knew far too much about me, considering you weren't actually supposed to know me. You were right about my being pretty and mostly artificial, but I've never worn anything in any shade of gold.

I accidentally got a few things right too, didn't I?

[500gallontank]

[Frankenstein is trying to wrap his mind around the coincidences here. Weird. ]

a few

[Or, a lot, but he doesn't want to admit how much.]

[fratropathic]

[So is Regene. So is Regene. His heart rate still hasn't quite dropped since the moment he thought he'd been found by someone who really might have it out for him.]

It sounds like all of us genetically enhanced beings may just be the same kind of asshole, or only slight variations.

[500gallontank]

we only had one

one was enough


[Frankenstein still can't figure out what he did to get a full dose of Jed's crazy. There was friendly competition and then there was...a guy in a gold speedo throwing you on a bed. ]

[fratropathic]

Strangely enough, I know the feeling. Be glad that yours doesn't have an entourage.

[500gallontank]

think he scored on one of his own fans

pretty sure he would have scored on any entourage too

[fratropathic]

"Scored on" being a euphemism for - I hate to assume the worst, but since I know our type so well, I'd guess murder?

[500gallontank]

technically

maybe

rules of the death race

not illegal

[In other words, assume away: murder made into mass entertainment!]

[fratropathic]

I'm also guessing "death race" isn't a new name or euphemism for war.

[500gallontank]

war's obsolete

if you believe the chairman

death race is exactly what you think it is

[fratropathic]

You're telling me that war has been eradicated, but replaced by killing one another for... what, sport? Entertainment? Both?

[500gallontank]

yes

[Oh, wait, was that enough?]

you get scored on time and also for kills

[Bad time to mention that he's really, really good at it? ]

[fratropathic]

What's the name of the person you mistook me for? Or if that's too much to share, what does he look like, aside from the taste for gold spandex?

[On one hand, Regene can't believe his own kind were involved - he can't, on a very deep and integral level - but on the other, these coincidences are stacking up much too quickly for him not to make sure.]

[500gallontank]

jed perfectus

[If it was possible, he'd put some sort of scowl or distaste in the words. Safe to say he's REALLY not a fan. ]

blond hair

shirtless whenever possible

[He's not TRYING to not be helpful. He just doesn't know what details are important outside a race.]

[fratropathic]

[He'd believe "Perfectus" as the name of a fellow Innovade, even if "Jed" isn't quite right, but blond hair completely breaks the mold. That thin amount of information is enough to ease his mind.]

Then the similarities in our stories probably are nothing but coincidence.

[500gallontank]

who the hell are you then
?

[One day he'll get the punctuation on the same line. Not today.]

[fratropathic]

[Well. He's probably earned the right to know something concrete.]

My name is Regene Regetta.