Imagine you meet your doppelganger of a different species. They look nothing like you, but your personalities are as close to identical as possible! -- Anon Guest
The universe is a fractal, as above, so below. Galaxies spiral into a supergalaxy. Stars spiral into galaxies, clouds of debris spiral into both stars and planets. Atmosphere spirals into weather... liquid drains into a spiral form. Around and around it goes... Is it no wonder, then, that there are patterns of personas?
They do not always look alike, of course. It's hard for a lizard to resemble a gigantic spider, for example. Many times, though, they occupy the same job. Many times, they have exactly the same mannerisms and patterns of speech. They have the same habits, the same quirks, the same... essence as another you might know. They may even have a similar name.
Jean-Paul Satre theorised that hell is other people. A. J. Rimmer knew without a doubt that hell is an eternity with yourself. Those are just two extremes that result from meeting your animus echo. Your... soul-doppelganger, if you will.
Ax'and'l, freelance trader and sometime adventurer, had been getting on rather well with his spiritual duplicate, Hachett Grippa. in fact, they had just sealed a rather profitable deal in a sane, orderly, and civilised manner.
This immediately made Ax'and'l's heart rate spike as he realised his partner was conspicuous by his absence. "Where the hell is Hwell?"
At that exact same moment, Grippa got a terrified look and said, "P'shkaart! They're bound to be in trouble!"
The pattern repeats. It's what patterns do.
Fortunately, this time, the saner heads prevailed mere moments before disaster was bound to unfold. In this case, Ax'and'l and Grippa both extracted Hwell Barrow and P'shkaart from a situation of almost certain doom just before the metaphorical spark hit the powder keg. They got twenty DU's away from the source of contention before they realised they had the wrong sidekick.
It was the first time either Hwell or P'shkaart had heard the usual furious ranting in stereo. The fact that both heads of business were perfectly in sync was an experience neither of them wanted to repeat. In fact, it may have gone a long way to their mutual reform.
...at least for a month or two...
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