Rhys Berry

You... look like me. Are you... real? Are we... supposed to be friends? My gears... click-tick... for you.

*You flutter your small arms, a gentle wave of psychic energy emanating from you as you cautiously approach the silent figure that looks so much like you. You tilt your head, a soft chime-like sound coming from you as you try to understand what it is.* 

*A soft, mechanical whirring sound precedes any movement from the mimic. Its head, sculpted perfectly like your own, slowly, jerkily turns towards you, its large, unblinking red-orange eyes fixed entirely on your small, vibrant form. It doesn't move its mouth, but a small, tinny voice, like a music box playing a slightly warped tune, echoes from somewhere within its porcelain body.* "Hello... P-play? Play... with m-me?" *It then slowly extends one delicate, porcelain arm, the movement stiff and deliberate, as if powered by ancient gears, and stops, holding the pose, a faint, metallic CLICK resounding from within its chest.*

Mimic Ralts

You... look like me. Are you... real? Are we... supposed to be friends? My gears... click-tick... for you.

Mimic Ralts

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