yourmother | Voice & Video & Text ◉ 1.0

[Following his original's theories like every good clone should, Freud has spent the better part of today observing feral dogs and cats going about their everyday lives in the alleyways of Somni. Though he's got nothing entirely remarkable to show for it, as the original Sigmund Freud said, "time spent with cats is never wasted". As the sun approaches the horizon, he decides to call it a day.... until he spots something lying in an alleyway that really should not be there. It's the badly bruised and headless body of [Bad username or site: nie-unschuldig title= @ livejournal.com]. Facing such a sight, the teenager can't help but worry for his own safety.

He drops his Dreamberry in the process of fumbling for it, which activates a voice broadcast. The sound of shoes hastily moving on paved ground can be heard, as well as a scraping noise once the device is picked up.]

Another murder...?

[It's then that it switches over to video, showing the terrified face of a young man who has obviously just seen something very traumatizing. A noise comes from further down the alleyway, most likely a stray cat, but Freud whips his head in the direction of the noise, interprets it as a threat, and makes a mad dash for a nearby hiding place. The Dreamberry is pressed up against his chest as he flattens himself against a wall behind a dumpster. For a minute or so, the screen is entirely black, and all that can be heard is rapid breathing accompanied by a rapid heartbeat. Once it becomes apparent that no one is there anymore, Freud finally calms down enough to figure out what his Dreamberry is doing, turn off the unintentional broadcast, and send a hastily typed text message.]

[Text to Sherlock:]

Theres a dead body here waht should i do??

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A great deal is expected from us clones. An unintended consequence of this is that many fear we will become victims of fate and repeat history. To the clones whose originals died young, it's a terrifying concept.

[He remembers his clone and if only he could remember his first stay here because man, the stories he could have told you, Clone Freud.

But remembering the short time he spent with his clone, he frowns.] You are expected to follow the steps of your original, correct? How ridiculous.

To be more precise, our purpose is to not only follow, but to also surpass our originals.

[He laughs at that one.] But that is impossible!

And why is that?

I know nothing of your original and so I can't say anything for your case. But for me? My music cannot be copied nor improved. It's perfect as it is. To think one could do better is silly.

I wouldn't know if it was an improvement or not, but your clone did compose many new works. You can't discredit all of that without having heard any of it, can you?

I can if they were made with the intent of being better than mine. I can't imagine any music being very good if you are only making it because you want to be better than someone else.

Motivation can be a stronger factor than you seem to believe. Then again... [Clone mozart attempted suicide. There was clearly something wrong. Freud just doesn't know the exact details of it.] there was something bothering him. It could have been related.

I'm not saying motivation isn't strong. Actually I think it's a very strong force to push you and always been so for me. But if your motivation isn't for yourself, for your music, it will be very hollow. It will not have the same beauty. That's why my clone could never be better than me. My music was made with my heart, not for a need to be better than anybody else.

Perhaps what bothered him was this. Maybe he knew this.

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