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[saymy_name]

Okay, I'll admit: this is pretty cool. 

( In the mirror is a teenage girl dressed all in black. Her gothic-style dress is obviously handmade, down to the pins on the collar, and her black hair had recently been dyed. She wears a plastic choker and lace black gloves,and finally ties the look together with her dark lip gloss. This girl knows exactly what her style is. )

My name's Lydia. Lydia Deetz. Though, I know there's another version of me here, so that might get confusing... ( She wears a thoughtful look for a second, weighing her options. ) Since she was here first, makes sense for me to have a different name. I don't usually have a nickname, but - well, only one person-slash-dead-guy has called me Lyds, but I'd be okay with others calling me that, if it makes things less confusing.

If it helps: the Beetlejuice that's here is from my universe, not the other Lydia's. Oh, and I'm the Lydia who killed him. ( A sugary-sweet smile with a little wave, suddenly sounding perhaps not the most sincere. ) Looking forward to meeting everyone and saving the world and such!

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[creepyoldguy]

You forgot to mention you’re also a natural blonde.

[Trolling? Clueless? Hard to say.]

Also, I have a late birthday present for you.

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[serpentinthegarden]

Not many would go around confessing to murder.

Maybe we should call you murderer-deets.

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[not_so_different]

[Guess who didn't go to the party because she just didn't feel like it. Dis Time Lady! So have an arched eyebrow as she looks you over.]

Two Lydias? Oh my, now isn't that an interesting turn of events.

[strangeandunusual]

It is pretty cool. [she grins]

Oh! I forgot to ask you at the party ... did you find out what your class is?

[originaldragoon]

Two Lydias? That will certainly become confusing.

[Though this one seems to be slightly different from the Lydia she knows.]

[connie_maheswaran]

Wait, what?! That can happen?!

[saymy_name]

Do you want to get pushed off a roof again?

( Lydia narrows her eyes. ) Since when do you know when my birthday is... or give gifts that aren't jump scares?

[saymy_name]

Eh, "Murder-Deetz" works better. It has a double meaning and rolls off the tongue faster.

Anyway. He was gonna kill my family. So. ( A shrug, like that should explain everything. )

[saymy_name]

( Lydia gives Missy just as much of a look-over, mentally taking a note of her style. )

It's surprising that I'm the first one. I'd think with so many universes colliding, maybe there'd be a lot of different versions of people here, right?

[creepyoldguy]

[He made a bored, "bring it on" sort of gesture, then, tilted his head and huffed, crossing his arms.]

I don't....I only know when other Lydia's birthday is, and no one remembered it, which is pretty suck-tac-u-lar. So, Sly and me planned a party for her. Well, okay, so Sly planned the party and I was in charge of the cakes. Hers bled when it was cut.

[A pause.]

Anyway. While I was shopping for her gift, I saw a thing and bought it. Just in case I could take it back with me or whatever. If you don't want it, I can always give it to her or maybe Nerdling might like it. I dunno. S'not a big deal.

[Beetlejuice drummed his fingers anxiously against his arm. Obviously, it was a big deal, a very big deal, and...he was trying very hard to play it cool and failing miserably.]

[saymy_name]

( Lydia gives Other Her a delighted grin. This is one of the first instances where she talks to someone her age and doesn't feel like a freak. Of course, the fact that it's another version of herself, yet markedly different, helps.

She wrinkles her nose at the question. ) Ugh... fairy. You too, or did you get something different?

[saymy_name]

( This Lydia gives a very helpful shrug. )

Hey, I'm still getting used to the fact that I can use magic here. I'm guessing there's a learning curve to... all of this.

[saymy_name]

Apparently? I assume you know the, uh, other Lydia.

[connie_maheswaran]

Most people here do. She's been here awhile and she has that really cool photography place.

She's also one of the nicest people here, but that's more of a bias on my part.

[saymy_name]

( Lydia made an unimpressed look at his gesture, then crossed her arms when she listened to him continue. At the mention of the bleeding cake, the edges of her lips turn upward. ) That's pretty cool. ( She'd always wanted a gorey cake... maybe she could convince Barbara to make it for her next year.

She was silent for a moment. Lydia probably should be suspicious, at least a little bit. The last time she met Beetlejuice was the day of her coerced marriage-slash-his murder. But... she had missed him, and since he killed his mom for her, it stood to reason that they were cool now. Her family would hate it, of course, but what they didn't know couldn't hurt them in this universe.

Anyway, Beetlejuice was being so obvious, Lydia couldn't help but smile amusedly. ) Fiiine. Since you're mister Guide, you know a place we can meet up? Maybe grab some food while we're out, I'm starving.

[saymy_name]

What? She didn't tell me she showed her photography here! ( Her interest is clearly piqued, but when the girl talked about Lydia being "nice", she froze. )

Oh. ( Lydia could be a lot of things, but she didn't think she was... nice. Suddenly some anxieties started to bubble: would she just be known as the bitchy Lydia here?

At a loss for what else to say, she looked at her boots below the magic mirror. ) That's cool.

[connie_maheswaran]

You should see it! Plus, it's just a cool place to visit!

[Connie had to admit part of her undercover aesthetic was some dark and creepy stuff].

Not that you aren't nice! I mean, I'm just describing how she is. You're both different people, after all. I'm looking forward to getting to know most people too.

It's just really interesting that you both are kind of sharing the same name and a bit of a similar history!

[serpentinthegarden]

It's more jaunty with the 'z' besides. Murder-Deetz, it is.

He did say something about that. I sorta tuned out when he started on about 'breathers' and how 'lively' the dead were.

[creepyoldguy]

[He grinned.]

Alright, if you insist. I’ll give you the tour and we can get ice cream.

You have to carry Mr. Chupacabra. He’s essential to the tour.

[strangeandunusual]

Nope, I'm a Princess. ... But a couple of my best friends here are fairies! I think you'll really like Eleanor and Fenton, they're great. Oh, and there's another fairy, but ... he hates being called that and gets super offended. Fairy magic can do some super cool stuff, if you can concentrate. Did you see the giant book in the lobby, the scrapbook by the stairs? That was made with fairy magic. I've just been filling it with pictures.

[saymy_name]

You need to tell me where to go, you idiot! I don't even know where to start with this town, as excited as I am about this Mr. Chupacabra.

[saymy_name]

Yeah, he complains about 'breathers' a lot... actually, he complains about everyone. But I do too, so I guess I can't judge.

You gonna tell me your name?

[creepyoldguy]

It’s complicated, and I’m not entirely sure you can manage this first part, but, by God/Satan we’ll try.

You have to open your apartment door. STAY WITH ME LYDS. We’ll get through this! [Demon drama: Level 11.]

After you open the door you—have to walk through it, and close it behind you.

Walk down the stairs. All of them. Hold onto the railing, or don’t, I’m not the boss of you.

THEN open the apartment building door and step outside.

The incredibly awesome and attractive demon in stripes standing outside with a bottle of water and granola bar to reward you for your arduous journey, is yours truly.

[He grinned widely at the mirror.]

[saymy_name]

( Lydia makes the flattest look imaginable before shutting her mirror. She decides to wait a few more minutes before heading down, too. )

[creepyoldguy]

[Guess who is just polishing off the actual bottle the water came in, as Lydia finally arrives?

He tossed her this abomination.
as soon as she was close enough. ]

That's Mr. Chupacabra. He helps me give tours and fights to protect this Kingdom against the vampiric goat cult that terrorizes it.

[And then he puts a wad of wrapping paper and tape into her hands. This, is the aforementioned birthday gift. It looks as if a squirrel on LSD wrapped it, which, isn't actually too far off from the truth...]

And there's a thing. If you want it.