[CONTENT WARNINGS: Questionable anime DID is a given. Organised crime, murder and drug trafficking are likely subjects, arson and matricide/patricide are possible, but who the hell knows how this is gonna go.]
[You might not be sure where you are, if you find your way into this part of the Mirror Dimension; inside this shard is an entire labyrinth, its walls lined with large, cracked mirrors. There is no ceiling, nor are there walls surrounding the labyrinth - instead, the whole thing seems to be floating in space, or at the very least under a vast, dark sky dotted with stars.
They aren't quite sure where they are, either, but they're trying to figure that out. You can hear them in the process of doing so, in fact:]
It's no good, Boss. I'm right back where I started.
[That's Doppio's voice. You might recognise it.]
There must be something that we're missing. Hold your position, Doppio. I need a moment to... assess the situation.
[That's an older, deeper voice. It's unlikely that you've ever heard it, unless you've had the misfortune of crossing its path.]
... Sure thing. [A pause. Hesitation.] We... ARE in the same place, aren't we, Boss?
Certainly, my Doppio. This realm... There is something uniquely bizarre about it, separate from the larger world we have been trapped in, but I know you are close to me. I would not be able to reach you otherwise.
That's a relief. [Doppio sighs.] To be honest... I don't know what I'd do if I was lost here without you.
... I could say the same, my dear.
[Lost as they seem to be, however, you probably won't have much trouble finding them - they're within the labyrinth's walls. Each cracked segment, from the smallest to the largest, seems to hold an image that doesn't quite match the one closest to it. A gangly lower leg becomes a firmer, sturdier thigh; a patch of freckles is abruptly interrupted. There are two peoplein these walls, and yet, though you might struggle to understand how each mismatched part forms a whole, they share the same space. The same reflection.]
Vinegar Doppio/Diavolo | OTA
[You might not be sure where you are, if you find your way into this part of the Mirror Dimension; inside this shard is an entire labyrinth, its walls lined with large, cracked mirrors. There is no ceiling, nor are there walls surrounding the labyrinth - instead, the whole thing seems to be floating in space, or at the very least under a vast, dark sky dotted with stars.
They aren't quite sure where they are, either, but they're trying to figure that out. You can hear them in the process of doing so, in fact:]
It's no good, Boss. I'm right back where I started.
[That's Doppio's voice. You might recognise it.]
There must be something that we're missing. Hold your position, Doppio. I need a moment to... assess the situation.
[That's an older, deeper voice. It's unlikely that you've ever heard it, unless you've had the misfortune of crossing its path.]
... Sure thing. [A pause. Hesitation.] We... ARE in the same place, aren't we, Boss?
Certainly, my Doppio. This realm... There is something uniquely bizarre about it, separate from the larger world we have been trapped in, but I know you are close to me. I would not be able to reach you otherwise.
That's a relief. [Doppio sighs.] To be honest... I don't know what I'd do if I was lost here without you.
... I could say the same, my dear.
[Lost as they seem to be, however, you probably won't have much trouble finding them - they're within the labyrinth's walls. Each cracked segment, from the smallest to the largest, seems to hold an image that doesn't quite match the one closest to it. A gangly lower leg becomes a firmer, sturdier thigh; a patch of freckles is abruptly interrupted. There are two people in these walls, and yet, though you might struggle to understand how each mismatched part forms a whole, they share the same space. The same reflection.]