The Duplicate Diary
"Well, that was a thing." Aisha muttered as she stepped into the workshop. "I wonder what that was all about." She stretched her arms out until her joints made a very relieving pop. "Eh whatever, I'm sure Survey and Tetra can handle it."
She had about thirty minutes to burn before heading home now that the Garment extravaganza was all done. Sure, it was fun and snazzy, but also really exhausting. She was way better with people than Joe was, but even her social batteries were reaching critical levels of
ugh.
But thirty minutes outside in Brockton Bay now meant
five hours inside the workshop. That was certainly a head trip to think about. And definitely something she planned to abuse
maliciously. All she needed to have a full eight hours of sleep now was forty-eight minutes. This was truly the best part of Joe's powers so far!
…Okay, his tea was better than this, but only by a bit!
Well, before she took a nap, there was always time to check in with Joe's duplicates. '
Should I call them Joe #2 and #3 or B and C? I'll figure something out. Oh, one of the Joes is hooked up to the super computer, neat.' "Hey Survey?"
"Yes, Aisha?"
"Is Joe numero dos doing anything related to that thing I'm not supposed to know about?"
"If you are referring to the Duplicate currently connecting to the Spiritron Computer...Yes."
"Gotcha. What about Joe C? Is he doing anything I can take a peep at?"
"Joe… C." There was a pause. "The other duplicate is currently spending their allotted twenty percent time early. Both of them wish to keep constant oversight on the confidential project, and thus are staggering their recreational time. They decided over who would go first over rock-paper-scissors. Joe C lost."
AIsha smiled at that last remark. "Oh sweet, so he's doing some crazy fun stuff right now!"
"No."
Aisha blinked. "What?"
"Currently he's in the process of reviewing the Duplicate Diary for inspiration."
"The what now?"
"The Duplicate Diary, or Journal as they prefer, is the catalog in which I have documented all Duplicate projects in. This is necessary as the Duplicates in the past preferred to surprise Joe with their additions to the workshop, but also must be informed of what their previous iterations have done so as to not repeat past projects. While its purpose of secret documentation and record keeping has been mostly antiquated after Joe received the perk designated Central Control, it still serves as an organized document for what projects Duplicates undertake and has even inspired a few projects from Matrix as well. Considering this is the first "twenty percent time" done so with the benefits of temporal controls, they have much more time allotted for independent projects."
"Huh. Can I look at this diary, or is there stuff 'I don't want to know' on there?"
Immediately, Survey replied. "There is no information considered "Joe's eyes only" in the diary. Would you like me to send you a copy to your Omnitool?"
Aisha shook her head. "Nah, thanks Survey. I think I'll read along with Joe C. Where's he at?"
A few moments and a portal later, Aisha found a very constipated looking Joe-Clone scrolling through a file on his wrist mounted supercomputer.
"Uh, hey. You know if you need a bathroom, I'm pretty sure you could just make one in like five seconds. Maybe ten if you wanted to throw in a sewage treatment plant."
Joe C laughed slightly. "No, I don't think the workshop needs more toilets." His face took a more thoughtful look. "You'd be surprised how many previous duplicates have made…"
"Wait, really?"
For the conversation at hand, he had a very appropriate looking grin on his face. "There's over a dozen golden toilets hidden around the workshop now. Joe-Prime hasn't found a single one yet." He frowned petulantly before grumbling. "Well, not before Central Control at least. Way to ruin the fun powers."
"Wow, really?"
"Really."
"Huh. So that's the "Everything a Duplicates made ever" document?"
"Oh, Survey filled you in." His look of constipation returned. "Yup. Everything I think of to make for fun, because I can, or because I think it's neat? It's been done already. The top ten things I'd want to make for fun? Already done." He pointed in a random direction. "Two-hundred miles that way? There's an entire life-sized lego mockup of Brockton Bay, with each lego brick made out of adamantium. Suffice to say,the Celestial Forge has a lifetime supply of adamantium caltrops."
Joe C laughed at the horrified look on Aisha's face. "Adamantium… legos?"
"Well, Legos with the strength and durability of Adamantium, but the pliability of plastic. But yeah, don't walk around it without your power armor please!" He pointed in another direction. "About five hundred miles that way, there's a one to one mockup of Sphere's Moonbase. Well, this one's finished of course. Then on the complete opposite side of the Kerbals, there's the Enterprise made out of exclusively Star Wars tech, the Star Destroyer made out of exclusively Star Trek tech, and then the addition so they can mecha shift into each other."
Joe C started listing things on his fingers. "There's the medieval-themed airbase, the cyberpunk jousting arena, the opposite-carrier, the redwood Christmas tree park, the museum of wax parahumans, a recreation of the ancient seven wonders made out of cheese, and after that things just get
really silly."
Aisha just sat there and blinked. "And I thought the mecha basketball court was the biggest thing you guys made."
"Please Aisha, that project is over three days old."
Both of them started snickering. A growling stomach interrupted the laughter.
"Oh, are you hungry?"
Aisha put a hand on her belly. "Yeah. I didn't eat dinner yet because of how busy things were. Got too caught up in the flow of the event and all. Too bad there's not a fast food place here, huh?"
A glimmer of an idea blazed in Joe C's eyes. "Give me ten minutes."
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"Welcome to Boundless Burgers! May I take your order?" A Survey asked while dressed in a vintage but immaculate fast food uniform.
Aisha just stood there gob smacked and slowly looked at Joe C.
"Hey, it won't be as good as me in the kitchen, but it's the next best thing!" He cracked his knuckles. "You enjoy your dinner, I need to spread a franchise or five across a Texas sized land mass. I'm thinking "A Cup of Joe" for coffee, "Three Day Tacos" for Mexican, "Papa Aperion's Pizzeria" for pizza… Oh yeah. It's all coming together."
Aisha's eyes just followed him on the way out, before she turned back to the Survey behind the cash register-less counter. "Uh, you okay working here?"
"Don't worry Aisha, this is merely an autonomous drone much like Delphine is. And when people do partake in Aperion-grade fast food here, I'll be in the perfect position to observe and document!"
Aisha sighed. "I figured." She looked up at the impossibly beautifully crafted menu for a few seconds. "Uh… Can I get a number one with large fries and an," She paused and looked at the menu closer. "Aegis slash shake?"