Miscellaneous Street - The Soap Opera
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The Jenee on the roof looks down on the one in the window.
"CloneJenee, I see you have cheated on me and created another clone. I will have to deal with her after I have finished with you."
"Oh, no you're not," answers the Jenee in the street...
"CloneJenee, I see you have cheated on me and created another clone. I will have to deal with her after I have finished with you."
"Oh, no you're not," answers the Jenee in the street...
Jenee in the window is confused. "No. I'm the real Jenee. She" Jenee points down to the street "is from an alternate universe. And you ..., you must be a clone."
A sudden, uncomfortable feeling sneaks up on Jenee and she turns back into the room glaring at the Daniels walking back into the bedroom.
Daniels (in unison) "What?"
A sudden, uncomfortable feeling sneaks up on Jenee and she turns back into the room glaring at the Daniels walking back into the bedroom.
Daniels (in unison) "What?"
The Daniels are now more confused than ever.
"It's the Crisis on Infinite Misc Streets." says Daniel-1.
"That didn't have clones in it" replies Daniel-2. "Is Clone Jenee pregnant, too?"
"Hi guys" says the black-clad and bearded Daniel-3. "I'm from Mirror Misc Street and your problems are only just beginning."
"You got that right!" says the pink-clad, bleach blonde Gay Daniel-4, stepping out of the Sliders-style rift that has opened in the bedroom above the coffee shop.
Daniel-1 produces a pair of handcuffs and cuffs himself to Jenee-1. "I thought this would be the best way to avoid confusion. I really hope RJ's got a spell to fix all this, 'coz I'm totally out of ideas."
"It's the Crisis on Infinite Misc Streets." says Daniel-1.
"That didn't have clones in it" replies Daniel-2. "Is Clone Jenee pregnant, too?"
"Hi guys" says the black-clad and bearded Daniel-3. "I'm from Mirror Misc Street and your problems are only just beginning."
"You got that right!" says the pink-clad, bleach blonde Gay Daniel-4, stepping out of the Sliders-style rift that has opened in the bedroom above the coffee shop.
Daniel-1 produces a pair of handcuffs and cuffs himself to Jenee-1. "I thought this would be the best way to avoid confusion. I really hope RJ's got a spell to fix all this, 'coz I'm totally out of ideas."
* After completing his research in the dungeon library, RJ emerges onto Misc Street and is a bit taken aback by all the alternate versions of everybody running around. Especially the versions from the Nudiverse. *
"So here's the thing," he says. "Our recent trip through time has shaken the confidence of the Quantum Uncertainty Principle, making it even more uncertain. The only way to collapse the field into one definite reality is to find Schroedinger's cat and look in the box to see if it's alive or dead. Luckily we have a cat expert here on Misc Street to help us in this quest."
"So here's the thing," he says. "Our recent trip through time has shaken the confidence of the Quantum Uncertainty Principle, making it even more uncertain. The only way to collapse the field into one definite reality is to find Schroedinger's cat and look in the box to see if it's alive or dead. Luckily we have a cat expert here on Misc Street to help us in this quest."
"We need to find Crazy Cat Lady? I can do zat! I can do zat!" yells Daniel-1.
Dragging Jenee-1 along behind him, Daniel-1 heads back into the basement (trying not to look... trying not to listen...) and grabs the agents' gear. He'll need it to figure out which Crazy Cat Lady is ours. They duck out a window and into the chaos outside...
A load of rifts have opened all down the street and copies of familiar faces are darting back and forth. The forty temporal agents can't tell who's who. Well Adjusted Cat Lady wanders past, her cats Neo and Frowny following in her wake. A sober and smartly-dressed Conformist Lady is looking somewhat lost. Someone looking a bit like MLB, but dressed entirely in WWE merchandise is running back and forth. A miserable looking Daniel from the timeline where Jenee never came back from Toys 'R' Us is moping outside the deli.
Studying the temporal signature detecting gizmo, Daniel-1 realizes he has no clue how to operate it. "And I thought the DVD remote was bad..."
Dragging Jenee-1 along behind him, Daniel-1 heads back into the basement (trying not to look... trying not to listen...) and grabs the agents' gear. He'll need it to figure out which Crazy Cat Lady is ours. They duck out a window and into the chaos outside...
A load of rifts have opened all down the street and copies of familiar faces are darting back and forth. The forty temporal agents can't tell who's who. Well Adjusted Cat Lady wanders past, her cats Neo and Frowny following in her wake. A sober and smartly-dressed Conformist Lady is looking somewhat lost. Someone looking a bit like MLB, but dressed entirely in WWE merchandise is running back and forth. A miserable looking Daniel from the timeline where Jenee never came back from Toys 'R' Us is moping outside the deli.
Studying the temporal signature detecting gizmo, Daniel-1 realizes he has no clue how to operate it. "And I thought the DVD remote was bad..."
As Jenee is pulled about, she hasn't time to argue because she is completely engrossed in all the strange images before her. Thoughts have have popped in and out of her head have been:
Oh, look. isn't that nice, Hippie Lady found two new friends - and she looks like she's enjoying herself.
Strange, I don't recall opening a day care, but who are all these kids in my yard?
Is that Crazy Cat Lady?
and Hippie Lady's twin sister?
Oh, look, there's RJ flying a kite - odd ...
Mmmm... that Deli guy still looks good and now he's got a couple of duplicates hanging around ... I wonder .. Owe! Daniel, don't pull so hard, why didn't you get the fuzzy cuffs?
Hey, there's that hobo ... whatever happened to ours?
MLB has become WWE?
Oh, another RJ. Is he ours and can he fix this?
Oh, look. isn't that nice, Hippie Lady found two new friends - and she looks like she's enjoying herself.
Strange, I don't recall opening a day care, but who are all these kids in my yard?
Is that Crazy Cat Lady?
and Hippie Lady's twin sister?
Oh, look, there's RJ flying a kite - odd ...
Mmmm... that Deli guy still looks good and now he's got a couple of duplicates hanging around ... I wonder .. Owe! Daniel, don't pull so hard, why didn't you get the fuzzy cuffs?
Hey, there's that hobo ... whatever happened to ours?
MLB has become WWE?
Oh, another RJ. Is he ours and can he fix this?
Ice has just seen two truly frightening sights....two different MLBs.......one wearing Red Sox regalia and the other wearing a Dodgers jersey....
Daniel-1 and Jenee-1 have past at least a dozen Crazy Cat Ladies, with about a hundred cats between them. The temporal signature detecting gizmo (assuming it's being used right) has yet to identify the Crazy Cat Lady native to this universe.
"I probably should have found out exactly what RJ wanted with Crazy Cat Lady before we left." admits Daniel-1. "Now I'm not even sure I'll be able to find our version of RJ again once we find our Crazy Cat Lady. Or rather, if we find her."
Daniel-1 and Jenee-1 are nearly knocked down by Johnee, who is handcuffed to a oddly familiar girl named Danielle and who seem to be engaged in a frantic search of their own.
"Holy crap, Jenee - I think that's you as a guy! Who's that ugly girl with him?"
"I probably should have found out exactly what RJ wanted with Crazy Cat Lady before we left." admits Daniel-1. "Now I'm not even sure I'll be able to find our version of RJ again once we find our Crazy Cat Lady. Or rather, if we find her."
Daniel-1 and Jenee-1 are nearly knocked down by Johnee, who is handcuffed to a oddly familiar girl named Danielle and who seem to be engaged in a frantic search of their own.
"Holy crap, Jenee - I think that's you as a guy! Who's that ugly girl with him?"
MLB of this universe notices a cat has snuck into his sports bar and is trying to drink all the beer.
"Hey! Mr. Chicken! Stop it!"
"Hey! Mr. Chicken! Stop it!"
* RJD glares hatefully at all the freaky weirdos milling around. There's only one explanation for this. Books! Books are always causing trouble. He picks up his gas can and matches and heads for the Bookstore. *
Oh, wait, that's not me. This is getting confusing.
Oh, wait, that's not me. This is getting confusing.
Seeing all the duplicate Jenee's and Daniel's running around with machines and trying to solve this problem has given me an idea:
Leave it to them
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Daniel-1 leads Jenee-1 through the throng of quantum duplicates and long forgotten faces all the way back to the coffee shop. They sit down at a table and are served by Daniel-46, who's in biker gear and has a huge beard.
Leave it to them
.Daniel-1 leads Jenee-1 through the throng of quantum duplicates and long forgotten faces all the way back to the coffee shop. They sit down at a table and are served by Daniel-46, who's in biker gear and has a huge beard.
The idea is: Let them deal with it! We'll just kick back, relax and wait for some of our copies to figure this out and save the multiverse. After all, since we could do it, somewhere in the multiverse we did. Thus this will get sorted out and we don't have to lift a finger.
I think.
I think.
Ah, someone'll probably do it. Just give our duplicates (and duplicates of duplicates and clones) a few hours.
In the meantime, let's figure out which of these 25 Sodas is ours...
Blonde Soda? Nope.
Black Soda? He looks like Rolo from the Cleaveland Show!
No.
Girl Soda? No.
Evil Soda? Maybe...
Blue-eyed Soda? Ummm...
What colour shirt was our Soda wearing this morning?
In the meantime, let's figure out which of these 25 Sodas is ours...
Blonde Soda? Nope.
Black Soda? He looks like Rolo from the Cleaveland Show!
No.Girl Soda? No.
Evil Soda? Maybe...
Blue-eyed Soda? Ummm...
What colour shirt was our Soda wearing this morning?
I don't know, but he certainly seems to be having fun with himself. I feel bad for Hippie Lady, some of her alternate kids are not nearly as laid back or self-sufficient as she'd like them to be.
Jenee watches as Hippie Lady is pulled from the basement by the hand by at least 20 kids all asking for lunch and one is begging for the latest Wii game he saw on TV.
Jenee watches as Hippie Lady is pulled from the basement by the hand by at least 20 kids all asking for lunch and one is begging for the latest Wii game he saw on TV.
Hippy Lady wakes up from a Nyquil-induced stupor, and has only vague recollections of what happened over the past few days. She doesn't remember having such a bad head cold.
(Seriously, I spent Sunday in a stupor and yesterday in bed. My immune system appears to have gone south for the winter).
What the blazens is that smell coming from the kitchen? Is someone cooking...meat? Hippy Lady staggers into the kitchen and is shocked by an apparition of...what is it, really? Shaven legs...Janeway Bun of Steel hairdo (and the hair appears to have been washed within the past 3 weeks)...prim twin-set and tweed skirt...sensible low-heeled leather shoes...an I Voted Conservative badge...
"Will you look at the state of you!" barks the scary Conformist Lady. "Get yourself washed and dressed, and shave, for crying out loud! And get those damned kids rounded up, especially the Gothy emo ones. They keep hiding in the basement and playing Smiths albums, saying how the darkness matches their souls or some such nonsense. Soccer Mom Lady is in the back garden getting rid of all the illegal plants, which means ripping pretty much most of the garden, so thank heavens Preppy Lady and her kids Biff, Buffy and Skip are helping her. My sensible conformist children, Bob and Sue, will help you round up the rest of the kids. Go on!"
Hippy Lady staggers off to do as she's told, too shocked to argue or even try to figure out what's going on. She'd go outside to ask someone, such as the many Daniels, what's going on, but she's too scared to hear the answer. She makes an oath that if this mess is ever cleared up she's never, ever making Really Happy Brownies again.
(Seriously, I spent Sunday in a stupor and yesterday in bed. My immune system appears to have gone south for the winter).
What the blazens is that smell coming from the kitchen? Is someone cooking...meat? Hippy Lady staggers into the kitchen and is shocked by an apparition of...what is it, really? Shaven legs...Janeway Bun of Steel hairdo (and the hair appears to have been washed within the past 3 weeks)...prim twin-set and tweed skirt...sensible low-heeled leather shoes...an I Voted Conservative badge...
"Will you look at the state of you!" barks the scary Conformist Lady. "Get yourself washed and dressed, and shave, for crying out loud! And get those damned kids rounded up, especially the Gothy emo ones. They keep hiding in the basement and playing Smiths albums, saying how the darkness matches their souls or some such nonsense. Soccer Mom Lady is in the back garden getting rid of all the illegal plants, which means ripping pretty much most of the garden, so thank heavens Preppy Lady and her kids Biff, Buffy and Skip are helping her. My sensible conformist children, Bob and Sue, will help you round up the rest of the kids. Go on!"
Hippy Lady staggers off to do as she's told, too shocked to argue or even try to figure out what's going on. She'd go outside to ask someone, such as the many Daniels, what's going on, but she's too scared to hear the answer. She makes an oath that if this mess is ever cleared up she's never, ever making Really Happy Brownies again.
Looking out the coffee shop window, Daniel-1 sees that it's now shoulder-to-shoulder packed with duplicates out there.
One of the duplicates puts the news on, shocking everyone:
"The President will now be making an statement in this time of emergency" says an authoritative voice. The whitehouse appears on screen, where a dozen Obamas, a pair of Al Gores, a George Bush and a group of Hillary Clintons are fighting over the microphone. The picture abruptly cuts to a TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES, PLEASE STAND BY screen. We're then transferred to a newsroom where three of the same newscaster are looking quite befuddled.
"We may have a bigger problem than we thought" says Danielle at the next table.
"We may have a bigger problem than we thought" says Daniel-1.
"We may have a bigger problem than we thought" says Biker Daniel-46.
"RAHH! GIBBER-GABBER!! WHAT IS YOUR NUMBER!! I'LL KILL YOU!!! SHUT UP!! DON'T LOOK AT ME AND THEN BLINK TWICE!!!" yells Insane Daniel-89.
One of the duplicates puts the news on, shocking everyone:
"The President will now be making an statement in this time of emergency" says an authoritative voice. The whitehouse appears on screen, where a dozen Obamas, a pair of Al Gores, a George Bush and a group of Hillary Clintons are fighting over the microphone. The picture abruptly cuts to a TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES, PLEASE STAND BY screen. We're then transferred to a newsroom where three of the same newscaster are looking quite befuddled.
"We may have a bigger problem than we thought" says Danielle at the next table.
"We may have a bigger problem than we thought" says Daniel-1.
"We may have a bigger problem than we thought" says Biker Daniel-46.
"RAHH! GIBBER-GABBER!! WHAT IS YOUR NUMBER!! I'LL KILL YOU!!! SHUT UP!! DON'T LOOK AT ME AND THEN BLINK TWICE!!!" yells Insane Daniel-89.