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I AM SO GLAD I TYPED ALL THIS OUT WHEN I WAS SOBER

I know you weren't expecting to see me again so soon, but frankly, you should just consider yourselves lucky and leave it at that.

I've always had something of an interest in time travel. Never wanted to try it myself - after all, there's so much that can go wrong. But once again, you heros have been given a higher purpose! My attempts to meld two parts of the timestream appear to have been successful!

So there's now not only your normal, 'gamecanon' selves wandering around, but now you've got to deal with these 'ten years later' nutjobs.

One small stipulation: past and future selves can not speak to each other. I talked to the lovely lady who assembled you all, and if two copies get within twenty feet of each other, one of them will be 'ported' off and away. If it happens repeatedly she'll send one of you home.

[TL;DR it's an open RP post that allows characters from

capeandcowl and

cnc2020, just don't talk to yourselves and break the timestream.]

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Why should I give you credit? You're not giving me any.

Credit for what? That you really don't want to be the person that you were? I can believe that. I do believe that.

No. You all hope these random acts of stupidity are going to make me better, like I'm something that needs to be fixed. It's insulting. If I had a wife and a kid, do you think you'd know?

If you had a wife and kid, I think you'd know they'd be used against you. I don't think you'd put a kid through that, or anyone you cared enough about to share your life with. I couldn't.

That's because you're hiding. I'm not. But it's nice you admit you'd track my kid down and hold him hostage. Or whatever. It's a great organization that you've got.

Wow. So many things wrong with that sentence, where do I start. First of all, you're crazy if you think I'd hurt any kid, especially yours. And even crazier if you think whoever's pulling your strings is above it. Second of all, I'm not part of any organization. You've got a meta on your hands with a goofy set of powers and absolutely no contact with the larger community. Lucky you.

You're wrong. And I use the term "organization" loosely.

Wouldn't surprise me. I've been wrong about a lot of things.

I don't have a kid. Or a wife. But I plan on asking my girl as soon as I find a ring.

Huh. No lie? Well, mazel tov. She must be something special. Hope marriage works out better for you than it did for me.

You can't do it while you're running.

Nah, that was when I was hiding. But you're right. I went on the run, and making sure he was safe was more important than making sure he was with me. It's the second time I've had to do that, too.

Besides, I'm a meta. It's running or registering. And being registered doesn't make getting married any safer.

We don't go after the ones who follow the rules.

Of course not. Only the ones who follow the rules and have dangerous powers. Or the ones who follow the rules but get too popular outside the metahuman community. Or the ones who follow the rules but would make fantastic experiments as far as building a super powered army go.

I think maybe I know what I'm talking about. I think maybe what the other side does isn't much better.

Okay, color me interested. How are they the same?

Oh, because there haven't been terrorists. Just ignore the building in Atlanta that blew up last week, 204 people inside. But no, you're not one of those, you'd never hurt an innocent just to prove a point. Most of the people who're "after" you? Just run of the mill cops. Short term assignment, filing tickets every other day of the year. But "following orders" isn't an excuse, is it? No, of course not, you have to look at where the orders are coming from. A legitimately elected, democratic government. But you all have the temerity to suggest that America doesn't know what it's about. And your solution to this problem is running round in armed gangs and messing up your own chances at happiness. The loud ones are killing people, and the quiet ones, like you, are determined not to exist— and it's everyone else's fault they're scared.

I mean, look, I've spent the past three years or so trying to build myself a life. Sure, I've got a job, but right now? Off the clock. If you hadn't gone and thrown yourself at me in a bizarre attempt to ruin the peace I've worked for, I'd've left you alone. God knows, I ain't got a clue of you from Adam. But no, you've taken it upon yourself to go and wreck my life, because you think you've got a right to. I sure can't make these decisions for myself! If you had your way, if you really had your way and I came back to however I was before— by doing this, or whatever. Do you think I'd be happy? Is that something you'd really wish on somebody else?

Of course there are terrorists. Hell, I bet that, a long time ago, I knew the guys who did that job. It wouldn't surprise me. And of course I think that's wrong. But you act like people and governments can't be wrong, even if they're democratic. Reservations, slavery, the internment camps, I could go on. I'm not saying terrorism is the right thing to do, or even accomplishing anything. Things never get better if people keep their heads down and act normal- and a lot of us can't. Messing up our own chances at happiness? What chances are those? We can hide what we are, if we're lucky, and pretend we're someone we're not, and move from town to town and job to job, and wake up in the middle of the night and just listen for footsteps coming towards our door. There isn't a chance for us to be happy or normal. You think Kitty Pryde is happy? Or Tony Stark?

Being happy isn't the most important thing there is. No, I don't think you'd be happy, and I know the man you are now doesn't want to be the man you were then. But the man you were then- I can't believe he'd want things like they are.

And I'd like to say that I was talking. You were the one who brought up bringing me in. I agreed because I'm nice like that.

[A long, long pause.]

Where are you even bringing me? You know this isn't where we were, right? Who knows if the people you're even bringing me to are here? Or the place?

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