Aberrant Specimen X-G315

'Fifteen'

Played by: Jinx

INFORMATION

Doppelganger, Unknown Gender, Unknown Age

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Nationality: Unknown
Residence: Unknown
Employer: Unknown
Function: Unknown

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Our wisdom flows so sweet. Taste and see…

TRANSMIT - initiate the heautoscopic signal - RECEIVE - initiate the Tryonean mystery - IMITATION IS THE MOST SINCERE FORM OF FLATTERY - I never forget a face - WITNESS - Fifteen.

An identity thief before the act was crime de jour. A familiar face to everyone save the one staring back in the mirror. Does a facsimile retain the emotions and desires of the original? The changeling hesitates to answer, unsure. Does a replica bleed like the genuine article when poked, prodded, or cut? Fifteen can recall that answer far faster.

It was hiding from the Watchful Eye, from Big Blue Brother. On the run after a short but painful stint in captivity at the Canadian research facility. This replicant had no desire to be the plaything of curious researchers nor a pawn for ambitious middle managers. When the remote laboratory fell to chaos and darkness beneath the blade of the horse-faced assassin Fifteen capitalized on the opportunity. It escaped from its prison with a new face and new enemy. Now it travels south along the New England coastline, unaware that it walks into Mordor itself. Much like the Big Apple itself, the All-Seeing Eye never sleeps, nor does it forget.

What is now trivial act of cyber crime was once the territory of illusionists, and before that nature itself. Technology replaced magic replaced nature, lather, rinse, repeat. The doppelganger has lived long enough to see the cycle repeat in other aspects of the secret world and so it bides its time. There is safety in staying under the radar, but Fifteen can do so until age takes the operator and moss or vine claim the dish as their domain. Its kind are masters par excellence in matters patient and surreptitious. Your kind should take note.

Initiate the unrecorded histories.

It thinks of a time long before when doppelfolk were not as scarce. Seven hundred years plus since it saw the last other of its kind, though the memory of tribal infighting sends hairline cracks snaking across rose-tinted glasses. Doppelganger never created their own society nor kept their own history. Indeed, they didn't even bear names as a culture or individually. It simply wasn't their way. Adopting that of others was. To act as separate proved they existed, and every prosecutor knows that lack of evidence creates safety for the accused.

Initiate the empathic protocol.

Fifteen was becoming hungry, a problem not solved with hotdogs of dubious origin. It was an appetite sated by absorbing the emotional output of others. How do you feel about vampirism, sweetling? A doppelganger needs to find someone who trusts or fears it or starvation becomes a harrowing possibility. Perhaps it was time to make a deal. "I'll render a service to you in exchange for your gratitude". It was suspiciously simplistic, benevolent even, but it never failed. Everyone wants something.

ENTRY 7 LOCKED

"Haven't we met before? You remind me of someone. I'm sure you get that all the time." The changeling laughs and reassures them of her authenticity. The ease at which humans accept what they see sharply contrasts the Golden Rule of the secret world: nothing is as it seems.

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An identity thief before the act was crime de jour. A familiar face to everyone save the one staring back in the mirror.

"Haven't we met before? You remind me of someone. I'm sure you get that all the time."

She laughs.

The Golden Rule of the Secret World: nothing is as it seems.