JUDAS! Youre Playingwithout Me!?

“JUDAS! you’re playing without me!?”

“it’s only just started– i only have a few minutes until patty gets home!”

[PLAYER TWO HAS ENTERED THE GAME] // ned & dewey being ass kicking titans of rock

𝑭𝑹𝑶𝑴 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑪𝑹𝑨𝑫𝑳𝑬 𝑻𝑶 𝑪𝑹𝑬𝑴𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵, 𝑫𝑬𝑨𝑻𝑯 𝑱𝑼𝑺𝑻 𝑵𝑬𝑬𝑫𝑺 𝑨 𝑳𝑰𝑻𝑻𝑳𝑬 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ! 
𝘽𝙀𝙀𝙏𝙇𝙀𝙅𝙐𝙄𝘾𝙀 𝘼𝙇𝙄𝙑𝙀! 𝘼𝙐 
𝙋𝙀𝙉𝙉𝙀𝘿 𝘽𝙔 𝘽𝙀𝙓!

“How was your day, man?”

“So-so.”

“ i understand that it’s a lot to process ”

LAWRENCE knelt in front of Nessarose’s chair, a small smile making its way to his face.  “Hey.. You don’t have to keep thinking about that stupid Boq guy, you know. He was a waste of time, Nessa. You have other things you have to worry about, anyways! Like.. giving me a sufficient amount of daily cuddles..! And making sure you’re getting proper exercise! Speaking of, we should probably go do that. Would you like me to carry you?”

‘i want something to believe in.’

LAWRENCE sat beside Nessa, as he softly strummed his guitar with a hum. 

“So.. Nessa.. Have you ever missed someone you were really close to..?”

He sighed, shaking his head with a small chuckle. 

“I miss someone.. Her name was Lydia Deetz, heh. Ended up killing me though, haven’t heard about her in awhile.. ANYWAYS!..”

Lawrence glanced at the card with a scoff.

“Hey I used to give these out... Huh. ANYWAYS I’m Lawrence! Nice to meet you, Be- Hold on a second.. I’m sorry.. Can I show you something..?”

The rocker pulled out from a very old, crumpled card stack from his inside jacket pocket. They all read:

BETELGEUSE BETELGEUSE BETELGEUSE, SELF PROCLAIMED BIOEXORCIST

“What the FUCK IS HAPPENING....?”

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The rockstar raised an eyebrow as he eyed the other curiously. The strange entity looked almost identical to himself.. Odd.

He paced around the demon with a curious flint in his eye, as a look of shock overtook his features.

“Uh… Who the hell are you..?

And why do you look so much like me…?”

“Oh Hello there handsome, you can see me~” 

He chuckles a little and brings himself to the floor, closer to the breather that looks like him, eye to eye at this point as he’s still grinning widely now. He tilts his head to one side, it almost seems like to much of a tilt that it’s unnatural. But then the demon was always like that, just bending or moving a little too much one way or another to seem a bit unnatural, as he then held out the battered and torn card he carried to show his name; Beetlejuice.

“Well you can call me that on the card or BJ, but who the hell are you? I never knew a breather could look so much like me?” 

He was studying the other watching him closely and careful. The demon hadn’t excepted his day to be so interesting and yet, here he was staring down his almost living mirror image and it was something he was insanely curious about now, wanting to know more about him. He wondered how the other people he had known recently would react to this too.