When I Climb To The Top Of Mount Rock,and Im There Staring Down From The Heights.

when i climb to the top of mount rock, and i’m there staring down from the heights.

Lawrence raised an eyebrow at the demon with a slight head tilt. He was slightly intimidated, but curiosity killed the cat, so he might as well play along with this little charade. He had questions, but didn’t want to be too straightforward. It was always fun to beat around the bush every once and awhile..

“The hell do you mean, ‘talk things out’? I BARELY know you? Granted, we look almost identical, but that MUST be purely coincidental.. There’s no way..

Call me crazy, but I think I’m YOU, from the PAST...”

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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….?”

“Are we going by the first name now huh? Well suppose it’s a somewhat normal breather name.”

His features fell from the grin that had been held to then a rather surprised look now, an almost scared look but he wasn’t scared, just shocked. He didn’t ever except this, never excepted anything like this to happen at all. All this happened when he saw Lawrence pull the very old crumpled stack of cards. 

Maybe then this was a weird time thing, an old friend he knew was a time hopper or whatever, not that he had really believed the man back then. But still it seemed perhaps that maybe, this Lawrence was a possible future or another timeline where he got to stay alive. 

But to confirm any of that they would need information and well Beetlejuice was now stuffing the card he had held out back into his striped jacket pocket now. He was getting annoyed,not at the other but at himself, this was turning out more confusing to him. He’s still staring at the card, in disbelief. 

“…well Handso– Lawrence maybe that’s something for us to work out..”  

“How was your day, man?”

“So-so.”

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. 

“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