Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20150722084207/@comment-5426254-20160415033233

''And we're back! Truth be told, I'm impressed that Jade remembered the name; that was no small feat. And I can't believe that the following situation looks like Terminator: Genisys. Also, please don't kill me Jade, if I get Asura wrong! - GL''

Kreutznauer noticed a ruckus going on in the village just as the standoff commenced. He barely made out three duplicates of the same person in a standoff, pistols pointed at each other's heads.

"Shit. I've heard of those buggers before."

"I ... beg your pardon?" Thompson asked.

"That right there, are a species of Grimm called Faux. They shapeshift into every single bloke, and mimic everything they say and do, like a parrot with arms and legs!"

"How can you be sure it's not a Semblance and Laura's playing a practical joke on us?"

"Gee, do you even have your own bloody ears to listen with?"

He immediately grabbed Friday and prepared to aim it at one of the three.

Which one, damnit? --- The spectacle had continued with each passing moment, with each Laura having to justify why she was the genuine person and the others were fake.

And Vert was quite upset. He just wanted to be left alone after what had transpired so far, and now Laura appeared to bring a bigger headache to him, having to deal with three of them at once.

Asura, being annoyed, had woken up and had noticed what had happened.

Crap!

Standing before her was her friend, against two doppelgangers in the classic standoff. And she, like anyone else, couldn't tell the difference.

''Okay, how do I deal with this? Ask them a question the real Laura would know? No, we don't know each other that well, and what if the two fakes are just too damn good?''

She rubbed her head against her temples as she quickly tried to come up with a solution.

Maybe I can use my Semblance, pick up their social cues, and figure out which one's which!

Vert, however, was getting pissed.

"Okay, I had it! All I wanted this morning was some peace and quiet, but now I get a mountain full of horseshit dropped off at my doorstep! This ends now!"

Kreutznauer panicked when Vert intervened. The lad was about to do something stupid that would get him into even more trouble than last night!

He instinctively ran out the door and headed to the spot.

"Jacobs! Are you daft! You're still in trouble after last night and-"

"Save it, Professor. I got this."

He better not do it! Kreutznauer thought.

"You three," he barked. "Get into a line. It's time I settled this once and for all."

As the three nervously complied, Vert pulled out Order, and aimed it at the group.

Shit! Asura panicked. I don't have enough time - Laura's going to be hurt!

"Wait!" The three exclaimed in unison. "What are you doing!?"

"This," he responded, shooting the three Lauras in the toe with rapid succession.

As they all fell down, he noticed from the two fakes that large holes of bright red emerged from the gunshot wounds where the bullets hit, while the genuine Laura was unharmed, without a scratch in the spot where a stubbed toe should have been.

"Ow!"

The two fakes slowly began to clutch their legs, as their human skin from the foot upwards began to dissipate away, reverting their transformation back to their true forms - that of foxes with black fur, streaks of red appearing at their paws and tails, with the usual Grimm mask on their heads.

Sensing the presence of multiple nearby Huntsmen, the two decided to retreat back in the forest, dodging all of Vert's remaining bullets.

"How did you - jskfz - HOW!?"

"Grimm don't have souls, unlike people and animals. No souls, no Aura. Second, their "blood" is always a bright shade of red. Third, even if Laura had no Aura left, she'll live with a stubbed toe. Them? Not so much."

"Um, thanks, I guess," Laura stammered as Vert gave her a hand up.

"Okay, cut!" Thompson called to the cameraman, who recorded the entire incident.

"Nice work," Asura mused.

"Whatever," he replied. "I'd rather you didn't bug me from now on."

The crowd soon dispersed as the caravan departed in a few hours. -- As the trailers continued their journey to the next village, Kreutznauer noted the incident and appropriately documented the strengths, weaknesses, and Vert's strategy of defeating the things.

He also noted about the boy's mood, something that concerned the man.

''Let's hope the lad won't do something really insane. I wonder if all of us went overboard that night and made the bloke really mad.''

Everything went still as the trailers kept moving forward, the crew waiting for their next encounter...