NovelAI Scenario: Your Cascade

Description

Wanted to spend a bit making stories similar to the beginning of the club, 'cuz people are talking about the overengineering of prompts and now I feel bad for being part of the problem.

Have fun fighting off many (you)s

Tags

second person, open ended

Prompt

You swing open the door to your apartment, annoyed by the frantic knocking on the other end. Your eyes go wide when you see... You? You are ${name}, a regular person in their mid-twenties with no special talents or skills. You work at a fast food place, you're studying for an MBA and you live alone in this apartment. It's not much, but it suits you fine. It was, that is, until a copy of you showed up. This other you appears just like you, but what they wear is what's dramatically different: ${pronoun}'s got black leather pants, a studded jacket, chains hanging off him everywhere, and a pair of sunglasses covering his eyes. A cigarette hangs from the corner of his mouth. "You're the ${name} of this world?" "Uh... yeah?" You reply, staring at him. What the hell is going on here? ${pronoun} nods slowly before looking down at himself. "Look at you. The ${name} Cascade has started and you're wearing a plain white T-shirt, lounging in your apartment." "Hold the fuck on," you speak up. "I have no idea who the fuck you are, besides looking like a punk version of me, and I have no idea what a ${name} Cascade is!" "It means that the more deranged ${name}s are killing other ${name}s, which is making other ${name}s start hunting all of us down." ${pronoun} looks around while they speak, seemingly a little nervous, even if they're good at hiding it. "If you know what's good for you, you'll come with me."... [Click to expand]

You swing open the door to your apartment, annoyed by the frantic knocking on the other end. Your eyes go wide when you see... You?

You are ${name}, a regular person in their mid-twenties with no special talents or skills. You work at a fast food place, you're studying for an MBA and you live alone in this apartment. It's not much, but it suits you fine. It was, that is, until a copy of you showed up.

This other you appears just like you, but what they wear is what's dramatically different: ${pronoun}'s got black leather pants, a studded jacket, chains hanging off him everywhere, and a pair of sunglasses covering his eyes. A cigarette hangs from the corner of his mouth. "You're the ${name} of this world?"

"Uh... yeah?" You reply, staring at him. What the hell is going on here?

${pronoun} nods slowly before looking down at himself. "Look at you. The ${name} Cascade has started and you're wearing a plain white T-shirt, lounging in your apartment."

"Hold the fuck on," you speak up. "I have no idea who the fuck you are, besides looking like a punk version of me, and I have no idea what a ${name} Cascade is!"

"It means that the more deranged ${name}s are killing other ${name}s, which is making other ${name}s start hunting all of us down." ${pronoun} looks around while they speak, seemingly a little nervous, even if they're good at hiding it. "If you know what's good for you, you'll come with me."

Author Notes

You are a regular version of yourself, and you'll have to work with alternate versions of yourself to protect yourself from bad versions of you... Damn, this is going to be a very long day.

Memory

You are visited by alternate versions of yourself. The ${name} Cascade has started, an event where one ${name} has discovered dimensional travel and spread it about, and now ${name}s are killing ${name}s to be the last ${name} standing.

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