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Who: Adrien “purrfectly in control” Agreste who is totally not Chat Noir, his robot who is totally not Chat Noir-bot, and you.
When: IC: 6/25—6/30, OOC: 4/20—4/30
Where: Around Cerealia. Everywhere they are, you probably don’t want to be.
What: This is a Robot Identity Square. Things that Adrien was prepared for: murder robots. Things that Adrien wasn’t prepared for: murder robots.
Rating/Warning: Rated C for Cat Puns and Pain. Robot death or violence, potentially?!

A. FOWL PROBLEMS
[ what a beautiful day! the aliens are singing, the robots are slowly planning their grand uprising, and that alleyway sure smells like more ass than an alleyway should. … wait, what? yeah, repeating that: that sure is a foul odor, and should you decide to investigate (or perhaps you’ve stumbled upon the scene by accident), you’ll also find that with the odor comes the sound of… sneezing, and some minor yelling.

peeking into the alleyway gets you this particular scene: embarrassing teenage heartthrob adrien “not like this” agreste, struggling as he’s in a chair surrounded by feathers and stinky cheese, currently being recited cat puns by… the voice of himself, apparently. from a tape recorder on the ground.

in the wise words of socrates: the hell is going on here.

click, as the next pun on the recorder queues up. ]

Don't you wish you were more cathletic right meow?

[ and here is adrien, struggling in his chair. ]

You can’t jussssss— [ ACHOO ] —can’t just— [ sniff, achoo. ] —can’t just add those in everywhere! That doesn’t even make any sense!

[ ACHOO.

adrien-bot’s assessment: allergy to feathers (maybe he’ll sneeze to death). check. phrase: “the smell of this cheese might kill me”; smell of cheese potentially fatal. check. improperly placed jokes: also potential cause of death. and if he’s somehow found in this position, maybe the embarrassment would kill adrien too.

basically you’ve just stumbled into the weirdest damn murder attempt ever as a potential accomplice and maybe you should just leave. ]

B. HELP MEOW-T
[ after the chair incident... whether it be setting it up or suffering through it (?), the totally-unrelated-to-any-of-adrien's-struggles superhero chat noir is slinking through town, seemingly looking around attentively for... something!

is he looking for any close buddies to make sure they're safe, or to go yandere on their behinds? is he looking for adrien to finish off the job? is he looking for adrien-bot to make sure he doesn't get the jump on him again?! well, you probably won't know unless you try and talk to him from his position at the top of a tree/the top of his staff/VICIOUSLY PARKOURING OVER THINGS.

just make sure you're not the one he's looking for, okay? unless he ends up being actual chat noir, then that's probably fine. ]

C. crap cRAP CRAP oh right a pun er FURST DEGREE MEOWDER
[ here adrien (?) runs! see adrien run. run adrien run! run from... chat noir (?)? yeah, that sure is a skin-tight suit kitty-ears wearing superhero chasing down his alter ego. but, you sure don't know that, do you? at least both of them are equally concerned with keeping their secret identity a secret.

anyway, maybe you should stay out of the way as chat's extending staff very narrowly misses adrien's feet while they continue their rendition of The Amazing Race: Cerealia Edition. or maybe you should try and help?

but which one is the real one is still up for debate. adrien-bot? chat noir-bot? what does this make the love square anyway if you add robots to the mix... love cube? i hate this series just save someone from getting murdered okay.

especially considering adrien... or adrien bot just tripped. ]

Sorry, but... the game's over, copycat!

[ says chat noir. and adrien, on the ground, can only mumble this in frustration: ]

This is seriously getting old... [ ... ] You know that's not yours!

[ what are they talking about.

who is who.

why does cerealia keep doing this. ]

D. FUR-EE FUR ALL
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[ Now, Sirena's own bot is trying to hug her to death. Which hasn't worked so far, but you never know, it might eventually. Yeah, the bot's pretty airheaded as well, just like Sirena. How would it know how to handle the pressure of one gene making you light as a feather and the other one being made for withstanding tons of water pressure?

She floats into the alley, and tilts her head at the sight. ]

Water you doing, Chat?

[ Hmm, there's something different about him though, she just can't figure out what it is. ]

[ if it were a better day, steven would probably be a little more discreet in how this robot crisis is being handled. but after witnessing (and participating in) several robot killings, getting kidnapped, and getting splattered black oil all over his suit... well, his patience is being tested. severely tested.

he knows well enough now to keep at least two pokemon at his side for the time being - not doing otherwise could spell disaster. he's also been trying to contact adrien to no avail, so he's taken it upon himself to be proactive and, you know, not wait around to get potentially kidnapped again.

thankfully the familiar sound of his voice can be heard nearby, allowing him, metagross, and carbink to interfere with their game of cat and... cat. ]

That's enough.

[ with that as a command, carbink and metagross focus their telekinesis on both adrien and chat noir, locking their freedom of movement. while adrien will be put back on his feat, they both recieve equal treatment in having their arms forced behind their backs. it's more uncomfortable than painful, but steven's expression is probably a little more intimidating than adrien is used to. ]

[ uh. so, there's lots of reason to be alarmed here. his robot twin is trying to kill him, just like all the sci-fi movies told him would happen... then there's the feathers, and the fact he can hardly think through the stench of the cheese and the fog of his allergies and gosh sirena just called him chat didn't she is she getting hugged by her robot??

he jumps as much as he can tied to a chair, his mouth opening to say something but the sneeze comes out first. ]

I— a... a... [ ACHOO. ] I think you have me mixed up with... [ achoo. ] ... with someone else.

[ sniff. and all throughout this struggle of sneezing and sniffing and everything he's trying to get out of this chair he's tied up in, because he needs to find adrien bot and things are URGENT. ]

... Are you sure you should be letting her hang off you like that?

[ sirena bot, he means. ]

[ steven's having a good day! so's adrien and chat noir, really, and that's all topped off with being forced apart and restrained... though it's not like either one of them is really struggling against it. it is steven, after all, and they just barely registered his presence before the great psychic hammer smashed down from the sky, making chat noir drop his staff.

both are certainly regarding him with mirrored expressions of both shock and tentativeness—"intimidating" isn't anywhere close to what adrien would associate with steven, so... there's that.

the first to speak is chat noir, quietly. ]

Steven...

[ as adrien gives that superhero a slightly frustrated look.

steven sure signed up for a headache here, didn't he. ]

[ ..... honestly, why is this his life. isn't his existence strange and dramatic enough without adding weird public bondage scenarios involving cheese to the mix? he was honestly just trying to get a few things done between all the chaos happening.

still, he steps properly into the mouth of the alley, trying to radiate his usual pokerface instead of i'm-silently-judging-this-scene, and slowly sets his bag down. ]

Um. You.. do need help, right? [ this isn't some bizarre sexual fetish that he doesn't want to know about... right? ]

[ it might be a headache, sure, but it's one that he's willing to take on if it means keeping someone that he cares about safe. and while he wants to respond to that voice with reassurance, it might belong to a murderous robot. he can't let himself be swayed one way or another - not without proof.

his expression is hardened, not showing any immediate signs of emotion. ]

One of you is a danger to this colony. I intend to find out which, and deal with it accordingly.

[ there's a dark implication behind those words. he pauses. ]

I'm sorry it has to be done this way, but I don't have much of a choice.

[It's neither flattering nor amusing to find two smelly teenagers in leather doing weird shit in alleys. But because Kaneda is a good citizen, he takes it upon himself to waltz on over:]

There's a BDSM club around the corner if you wanna do this where impressionable youths ain't looking.

[just, no regard for The Takeover]

[ well. morbid as that implication may be, there's really nothing to be surprised about in that regard—it isn't like the fake can go running around freely, not when they're pretending to be something they're not and... uh. committing attempted murder, bad as they may be at it.

but that's also... not something adrien wants steven to deal with, considering what "action" really means here. it was his fault for activating the darn thing in the first place, even if he hadn't really directly done that. it's... his responsibility, either way. ]

Steven, I can— [ "handle it" is how that sentence from adrien finishes, though he hesitates to do so. obviously yelling that he's the real one isn't of any use in this situation. this wasn't quite like copycat, where they had the pads on his ring to tell them apart, or the fact he fed someone a lie that he shouldn't have—this was some robot who was doing a pretty good job in the "messing things up" department.

so, instead: ] —Just, the ring....

[ plagg.

it only makes sense for either one of them to be concerned about him, too. ]

[Edgeworth is now more on guard after a few robots have targeted him in the most hilarious but nonetheless troublesome ways. So when Adrien and the person chasing him - or that guy in the tight superhero suit and an Adrienbot - or whatever, suddenly land in the middle of his path, he steps back and draws his sword. His free hand crackles with electric-blue soul energy.

He should've thought of using his soul-based powers to find the people among the sea of robots, but anyway.]

Adrien? [Or was it really Adrien? And who was the other guy? He vaguely remembers a mention of a black cat-based superhero in Paris when he first met Adrien...that superhero was here too?

Edgeworth strides forward to place himself between the two of them, sword and magical crackling hand at the ready. One of them has to be a robot, he has to wonder which one it is. But first, he has to do something to stop them from killing each other. If Chat Noir attempts to attack, Edgeworth is ready to parry that staff.]

Is this the Parisian superhero you told me about?

[He's not very heroic right now.]

Noooo, I definitely have the right manster.

[ She doesn't know you're a human, Adrien. She thinks you're a monster.

She looks to her waist, and her fin swishes a little. The grip around her tightens. ]

It's fine, she's furiendly.

[ he doesn't know adrien, and he certainly doesn't know whoever it is that's running around in a black leather bodysuit and ... really questionable accessories (especially on someone who looks so young!!!). all lop knows is that he can hear the commotion from blocks away, and when he finally runs up to the source of it, he sees the perv -- the more threatening looking person looming over someone who seems to have tripped.

without even thinking, lop rips off his shoulderbag, using the momentum from his sprint to lob it like a (very clumsily-thrown) shotput at chat noir's face. there's about four very heavy library books in that bag. fun. ]

A - are you alright?!

[ he's too startled to actually draw any closer just yet, but at least lop calls out to adrien, shifting nervously on the spot. ]

[Go go Chat Noir Ranger -

Except please stop because that's Lili suddenly darting out from the corner of a building because she's trying to get away from any dangerous robothing that could be trying to grab her.

And she doesn't see Chat parkouring her way.

This is destined for disaster, isn't it.]

[ that's right... plagg is in the ring, isn't he? if one of them is chat noir, that means that the kwami might know which is the real adrien and which is the impostor. it'll certainly make things easier in that sense... the quicker that this is done, the better.

so he'll walk behind chat noir and grip his wrist, pulling the ring off of his finger. with the bonds of metagross and carbink's psychic, he won't be able to resist it. ]

[Look, extreme parkouring only works when both parties aren't doing the extreme parkouring.

But Ruby here was jumping from rooftop to rooftop as well (why? Just roll with it), and then suddenly there's someone else there, and they're crashing into each other.

Mid-rooftop jump.

This is fine.]

Gah--!

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