Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160927005650/@comment-26517142-20160928014625

Jeiel eases his breathing a little, knowing that there is back-up to his worries. "Examination... yes....it could help. If it is caused by the cloning process..let's do that. But.. if I were to warrant my guess as to why this all started... it was when I..... forcefully tried to rehabilitate the Paths myself in the alternate woirld..."

Doc instantly remembers the precise moment in time - when Jeiel lured all Paths and his wives into the shield, sending neural links to them to make them remember who they truly are....before weakening to a near death state...

"I'm not sure if I'm right.... but I wager that's one of the setbacks that's caused this dilemma of mine. "

Jeiel straightens his back. "Doc. This third query is something you must come to understand. Before everyone goes adamant on saying I'm doing wrong. "


 * SNAP

At a snap of his fingers, Jeiel's consciousness sags and his head falls back. The next second, a stream of white hair grows in front of him, followed by the purpling of his locks and the darkening of his scleras. His skin turns to a shade of indigo. His lips, bloodred.

He sits straight. Crosses his legs. Speaks.

"Hello Doc. Long time no see?"

(Gonna go out for now Doc!)