From Time to Time

>Take your time.

>Maybe the secret lies in your TIME hat.

You literally just finished concluding doing that exact thing with no positive consequences. It's already been done! There's nothing doing it again will accomplish!

Wait... Unless...







Yes, yes. This is starting to make sense. If you were to travel back in time to meet yourself from the past and remember that one time along with him, the DOUBLE REMEMBRANCE could trigger a more favorable outcome!

But clearly you didn't travel back to meet your current self, so the only option is to meet yourself sometime in the immediate future.

You'll have to and think this one over!













Looks like you manage to figure it out!

> Quick! Time Travel! You have to maintain the loop bro.

> Future self: Happily tell your past self that you have no idea what to do next. You just felt you ran out of time and came back to now to think some more.
>> Future self: You have however, realized that single-syllable aspects are almost as stupid and lame as single-syllable classes; You are now the Haberdasher of Chronology.
>> Future self: Have eureka moment and head off without even tell yourself what it was. Jerk.

Before any of that rubbish "which one of us is from when" garbage has a chance to occur, you backhand yourself across the face and leave an unsightly and highly identifiable bruise on your future cheek. You understand and decide not to freak out about it.













You tell you that you have in fact come back to attempt to execute some sort of technique based on your combined brainpower. There is some concern between you and yourself that your collective lack of any of the Mind, Brain, Smartthink, Techno, or Psychiatrist aspects will ultimately lead this plan to failure, but you both have a minor in the Believe In Yourself aspect and have confidence that nothing can be lost from trying.











Unfortunately, minoring in an aspect actually isn't even a thing, and this plan has absolutely no real power whatsoever.

Both of you give up.













Having failed colossally, you figure it's time to make ends meet ends and close this loop as quickly as possible. You take your hat from the past and pop it up so that it's as tall as yours.













You both wave goodbye as the earlier you goes back in time to participate in what he knows is a futile effort for the sake of stable time loops, and the later you only just now realizes how depressing that is.













Anyway, you go back in time and get slapped in the face, pretend to remember an event, pop a hat taller, and then watch yourself travel back in time.

You are finally the you that got slapped in the face.

What do you time now?

> Make an infinite number of yourself by time traveling.

>Hurry, catch the deathblade with your hat! You're nearly outta TIME!

Throw your hat in front of the deathblade Oddjob-style.

You're just chuck full of swell ideas today!

Giddied by the delusions of incarnate cinematic audacity, you doff your TALLHAT in preparation for some sick, deathblade-blocking, DIY action stunts. TIME to reassess the scene.



Oh.

Unsurprisingly, the time you spent being a dipwad was more than enough for a sheet of sharpened metal traveling at DEATH miles per hour to forcibly separate your companion's upper and lower body sections, and apprently also get shattered into a lot of pieces.

She just sort of floats there in whitespace. Gross.

It's a good thing your buddies the Avocado of TRIPLE-LIFE and Page of FREEDOM have the big bad on lockdown because you're way to sick to the stomach to battle efficiently right now. They probably broke the blade, too.







Even though you've missed your big opening, it might be good practice to try and send the buzzsaw back in time anyway, just in case you have to deal with a similar event again. You focus your abilities on reassembling and deccelerating the deathsaw.

You recall, after a minute of fruitless grunting and violently gesticulating, that as the Haberdasher of TIME, your time abilities are effective only against well-dressed men and men's apparel. Your classpect kind of sucks.







Haha! Look at you! Coming through again with another brilliant strategy! Obviously you would never let your dear friend suffer such a brutal end, and so you have/will used/use time travel to spend countless painstaking hours assembling a realistic duplicate to trick the saw blade into thinking it got the right gal!

As a point of reference you decide to examine the stunt double, just for a sneak preview at your meticulous and loving craftsmanship. Off in the distance, you think you notice a few of you talking about something. Probably pretty important time stuff! You'll stay over here where you won't interfere.



Gee wiz! This is wonderful! So warm! So lifelike! Is this real human blood? Gosh, it sure seems like it! This is the best quality fake hair you've ever seen! Maybe it's one of those wigs made of real hair. You even spent the time to mould the shape of all the guts and-WOW! Just look at the detail on this bone marrow! Stunning!



Looks like you've got your work cut out for you! You leap a generous distance into the past based on a rough estimate of how long this likeness will take.



The Haberdasher of GREEN TIME is severely dissapointed in you.

>Be the Haberdasher of Lime