[Pre-Game Tuesday 10th - MM] Frankie Friday on a Tuesday

[Frankie Reynes]

She looked at the hand for a moment and shrugged. For other Frankie, this might be the most important day of her life, but for Frankie, this was just a Tuesday.

She took the hand, and then held her other hand out for other Frankie to take.

[Dapper Dog]

There is flash, but not a blinding one, it is a mental flash, as their minds start to sync and although move is not exactly the right word they now move in a rhythm that courses through them. Then it is over and Frankie and Fake Frankie finds themselves still sitting in the house they were just in.

Everything is the same except there is no Jun-Min.

[Ultimate Frankie]

"Is she having a go at us, yeah?" Frankie muttered looking around.

[Frankie Reynes]

"Huh, where'd she go?" She asks, standing up out of the chair and looking at other Frankie, "Wait, is this one of those, we're in our memories not yours, so you just become a disembodied voice sort of scenarios? That'd totally make sense."

She looked up at the ceiling, expecting an affirmative reply. Or *something*, at least.

[Dapper Dog]

There is a voice it's not hers. It sounds like a boy or maybe someone in their teens, but male, "No and yes."

"This situation has drawn my attention, so hello."

[Frankie Reynes]

"Uh... well, hello, I guess? Who are you, then?" She glanced at other Frankie, then looked around; as if hoping to spot where this new voice was coming from.

"Uh... so... about this situation..."

[Dapper Dog]

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The walls of the room tear away as if pulled out of reality revealing a wild expanse of grasslands with twin suns in the sky. There is a lone tree and a young man sitting under it as if he sleeping.

His clothes are a strange motley of colors and clashing styles.

[Ultimate Frankie]

Real Frankie responded, “Umm… did we die?”

[Frankie Reynes]

"Huh, that's new," she said, looking up at the twin suns, before remembering that staring into the sun.. or multiples thereof... is not the smartest thing to do.

Only when she shielded her eyes with a hand did she manage to see the person beneath the tree.

"Oh. This is definitely not one of *my* memories," she said to herself, sparing other Frankie a glance at the same time, "I don't think we're dead, though. Be pretty terrible if we died in like the prologue, anyway."

She then called out to the guy under the tree.

"Uh, hello? Are you the disembodied voice?"

[Ultimate Frankie]

"You really are weird," she said following.

[Dapper Dog]

The youth sat up and stretched as if coming out of nap and then looked left and then right and then upwards. He seemed satisfied and then said, “Hey Frankie, Frankie… I just want you to know this is all your fault. This time it’s not my doing. And just in case anyone is listening I am technically not interfering with this reality.”

“Technically.”

[Frankie Reynes]

"Yeah, I get that a lot," she said, though it wasn't clear whether she was answering Frankie or the guy. She was probably answering both of them.

"What are you talking about though? How is *this* my fault, and what do you mean, this reality? Also who are you, I guess, that's a question too."

[Ultimate Frankie]

"Yeah and who would be listening?" Frankie asked.

[Dapper Dog]

He started ticking off the answers on his fingers, “One, you wouldn’t understand. Two, you somehow breached realities, although are you a boy or girl? Human right? This reality has humans? Me?”

“Just call me Xaos, it’s the best approximation that won’t exceed the lifetime of your stars. Oh and four, they could be listening. Messing with reality is considered bad form.”

[Ultimate Frankie]

"You are officially weirder than Fake Frankie," she responded.

[Frankie Reynes]

"I mess with reality for breakfast, though," she said, not skipping a beat, "And I'm not the fake one."

She put a hand on her hip, looking him over for a moment. "And uh, yeah, humans. And both girls... yeah. Obviously?"

Next she crossed her arms. "But what do you mean, breaching realities? Are you saying I made it into a different universe or something? Like in the comics? I thought that was just a fan-fiction sort of thing. Although, if I can do that... it *would* explain a lot. And not just stuff from today or yesterday. Wait, am I like, totally powerful or something?"

[Dapper Dog]

“No, absolutely not, and some realities are easier to breach than others, I don’t make the rules just break them down and ignore them. Yes, you are in a different reality to your own, isn’t it obvious you have that glow. Can your species see in five dimensions? Probably not,” Xaos mused.

“Humans, you are related to what you call cats right? The master race of cats that bred you to be docile servants? Most breaches are minor but this one seems to be more on the catastrophic level. Have any stars disappeared? Star systems? Is your local star giving off a strange odor?”

[Frankie Reynes]

"Hold up," she said, raising a hand, "Question. If I did something that's 'catastrophic', and I mean, not just in a cat pun sort of way, then how come I'm *not* super powerful? Being super powerful would be so cool too. Can't we upgrade my status to being super powerful?"

She shook her head, "Anyway no, we're the ones that domesticated the cats. Okay no wait, maybe you're right about that. But nothing catastrophic, feline or otherwise has happened. Yet. I don't know. Maybe it has? I'm not in a habit of smelling stars. Seriously, what's going on? So I'm in a different reality... I can't just like, bop back or something? Or stay, maybe... I mean, this place seems better than the one I came from so far. Free room and pizza, even if I have to deal with myself calling me fake, I guess."

"Okay... maybe we should slow down and take this from the top. I'm from a different universe than the one I'm in. I can make weird things happen. Somehow I skipped over to another universe. And this is... bad... how?"

[Dapper Dog]

“I am trying to figure that, when the initial breach happened. Breaches are not normally dangerous but realities have rules and those rules are not constant from reality to reality. This reality was highly resistant to outside breaches, but something managed to punch through. Maybe it was you or maybe you are just like… thinking of… maybe you’re a quarbax after the Vinderkrax?

“Does that make sense?”

[Ultimate Frankie]

"No, not at all," Frankie responded. "At least none of this is my fault."