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[The man facing the camera might be familiar, or he might not. His face and voice resemble the Doc's, and the ID still reads 'Emmett Brown', but his demeanor has entirely changed. The man's hair is short and neat, he wears a prim and proper suit with conservative polo, and the eyes behind his glasses bear a stern impression, nothing like Doc's wide-eyed wonder. Perhaps strangest, his room is the vision of neutral sterility, lacking the inventive chaos and sprawling blueprints that usually surrounds him.]

Good evening, citizens. I believe this is the appropriate forum for introductions? My name is Emmett Brown and I have recently arrived in the town of De Chima. I've had a fine welcome, and I thank you, but I confess I'm troubled by some of what I've seen.

I see discord, grit and grime, compounded by the chaos these 'supernatural abilities' are said to bring, and I wonder, perhaps: if there might be a better way. You see, I'm the leader of a peaceful and thriving town, and if we're all to remain here for the time being, I believe I should offer my services to you as well. With some careful planning, we can make this town a cleaner, brighter, and happier place.

I therefore toss my proverbial hat in the ring for the role of Ambassador, and I'd be honored to receive your vote of support.

[He steeples his fingers, glasses glinting in the light.]

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[Komasan might have questioned the haircut, but he did just announce running for ambassador. So...maybe he did it to look nice for the people.

That must be it...]

MONGE!! That's great, now we can run together, zura!

[Sorry, Ikki?]

[ Max looks into the camera, looking a bit... pale. ]

...listen, I love a good prank as much as the next kid, but don't you think this is a little much?

[ Because this has to be a bad joke. A bad joke about someone messing with Doc's personality, which he should know is a touchy subject for Max.

Still, Max'll forgive him when he drops the act. Once he does drop it. ]

[ what.

Marty has to try to ignore how odd Doc looks right now. He doesn't know why Doc went through such lengths to alter his appearance to get this vote, but maybe he was onto something. Maybe changing it up a bit would guarantee a solid vote better? Something's telling Marty that things are suddenly very, very wrong, but he tries to ignore it. Doc can't be going through trouble or anything. That's his best friend. ]

Jesus Doc, you don't have to go kissin' ass to try and get a vote. Just be yourself!

[ Is it him, or does he look sick? ]

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[What the hell is that thing. It doesn't appear to resemble any Earth animal, but it probably has rabies.]

...I beg your pardon?

[It talked. How did it talk. He needs some time to process this.]

Where have I suggested that I'm being facetious?

[He's genuinely puzzled, peering at the kid over his glasses.]

[Oh dear, did he talk too fast again? That's been happening a lot, he wouldn't be surprised. Komasan will just have to slow down.]

Now.... we.... can.... run.... together.... zura.

[He pauses a little. This young man's appearance triggers something in his memory...and he's addressing him with a strange familiarity.]

This is a sincere appeal. Though in the interest of honesty, I must admit I'm not a doctor.

[He frowns.]

I heard the words the first time, I was merely expressing disbelief.

Is this some sort of practical joke?

[Well if everyone's going to fling that accusation around...]

[ His smile fades a bit. ]

C'mon, Doc. Stop dickin' around. Is this a birthday prank or somethin'?

Actually, never mind. You said your weird stuff, so how 'bout we go out? I'm eighteen! We gotta go out and get a bite to eat at least. Right?

Oh, no no, zura. [He waves off any concern.] I'm not very good at telling jokes, zura.

...Unless you wanna hear one I've been working on, zura! [Komasan clears his throat.] Knock knock, zura!

[His frown deepens.]

I suspect you may have mistaken me for someone else. I congratulate you on your birthday, but we haven't met before.

[Yet he doesn't sound entirely sure of that. Something about this teen is distantly familiar.]

[This is entirely unorthodox. Nothing about it makes sense. But what can he even say at this point? He's still gathering his thoughts.]

...Very well, who's there?

[Even when he's some sort of evil alternate universe Doc, he still knows how to make Komasan's day. He's been holding onto this one forever ever since he read it in some children's book.

Which, to him, is a huge deal because English is still difficult. It's a testament to how hard he's been studying.]

Olive, zura!

[Right, right...now what was the traditional structure of a knock knock joke again? Wasn't it...]

Olive...who?

Olive you, zuraa~!!

[He can't believe it, he did it! On his first try even!]

...Did you see what I did there, zura? "Olive you" sounds just like "I love you" in English, zura.

[Ah, a pun. That's...almost a smile on his face.]

A warm and clever sentiment, but wouldn't it be best used on a friend or loved one?

Yeah, exactly, zura!

[He's not seeing the problem here.]

But we're strangers to one another...

[...Well this is news to him.]

Eh...but...we live in the same house, zura...

[In the same house with this...oh dear.]

I've yet to encounter you. I've only been accosted by the two canines---they're quite active.

[Sounds like that was a bad thing. He's still a little reflexively afraid.]

[If he's afraid, Komasan certainly doesn't notice.]

But I'm in my room right now, zura.

[Of course he is.]

Which room would that be?

[He should make it a point to never go there.]

Ah... It's gotta little sign on the door that has my name on it, zura...

[It's also in Japanese, but details.]

Ah.

I don't think it's a good idea for me to visit, but thank you for the offer.

[What is he saying? This is...perhaps the most bizarre situation he's ever been in.]

I — no, listen, it's cool that you're running and all, but that getup is a little much, is what I mean.

[ Why does Doc sound so weird, good grief. ]

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