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[abduxel]

So it's Chilts and not cocks you're trying to avoid.

[ferrisbuellean]

I wouldn't say that. It's my own cock I want, not anyone elses. I wouldn't fuck me because I'm a guy with a dick, I'd fuck me because I'm irresistible.

[abduxel]

I can make myself look like other people, if you ever want to give that a try.

[ferrisbuellean]

[Well that's not fair! The real life possibility of making out with himself is actually ridiculously tempting. This is the guy who gets more turned on during sex when he can look at himself in the mirror. And yet... someone wearing his face isn't the real him, it's just a costume.]

You could never play me convincingly enough.

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[abduxel]

[It takes about fifteen minutes, but the feed switches to video and Jeff will see his own face smirking back at him. It's pretty convincing, but might fall apart if Abduxel speaks, because he doesn't know Jeff well enough to do a good impression - he has his voice by way of black magic, but not his mannerisms. So, he just presents that closed-mouth smirk and tries not to do anything else to make the imitation look too fake.]

[ferrisbuellean]

[Sweet Jesus that is one handsome looking dude. Jeff stares, because that's really all he can do for the moment, a slight twitch of muscle displaying his tightening jaw while he considers whether to be flattered or offended. Sometimes this world wasn't fair.]

Yeah, nice try.

[abduxel]

So you're all talk, then, Jeff Winger.

[The voice is unmistakably Jeff's, and his impression of Jeff's mannerisms are okay but not great. A longer sentence with more emoting would have been harder.]

[ferrisbuellean]

[There's something that's just not quite right about it all, like when you flip a photo and everything's just kind of... backward. It's hot and it's a damn good attempt, but there's just something... off.

Or perhaps Jeff just isn't ready to see his own pure sex appeal.]

You're not me though. I'm me. That's just a costume. A really, really ridiculously good looking costume.

[abduxel]

[He grins then, a very Matthew Lin kind of grin, not an expression Jeff would characteristically hold. The disguise slips away, melting off of him in a pattern like paper burning: holes form to his real appearance and expand until the costume is all gone. His own voice returns:]

Your clone wouldn't be you, either, though. Not really.

[ferrisbuellean]

[As if things couldn't get any weirder.]

But at least he wouldn't be you pretending to be me. You looked good though. I mean, not perfect, but still hot.

[abduxel]

I'll take that as a compliment on your behalf.

[ferrisbuellean]

Well, I am the best judge, right? No one knows me like me. And by the way, you ever use that to screw me over? I'll know.

[abduxel]

[He laughs.] How would you know, Jeff Winger? I'm more likely to try to use it to screw you than to screw you over.

[debatable.]

[ferrisbuellean]

How would you even do that? I'd know.

[abduxel]

Try is the operative word, here. I just did. It didn't work out.

But maybe I can wear you down.

[ferrisbuellean]

You could just ask nicely.

[abduxel]

Alright. [He laughs.] Want to sleep with me while I'm dressed as you?

[ferrisbuellean]

Nope.

[abduxel]

[Laughingly,] You're an ass.

[ferrisbuellean]

I'm a fantastic ass.

[abduxel]

I haven't gotten a good look at it, yet, myself. But I believe you.

[ferrisbuellean]

I'll show you next time we meet.