[Sorry for the vanishing act, chaps. Still getting used to the new job. Our Humble Narrator is welcome to bother me on Skype for any updates needed.]

Finally, a worthy opponent! I can tell just from his dulcet honeyed tones.

Well, one thing's certain: if we're about to fight another me, then you lot are in for a world of weird. I may have my morals, but I can be very unpredictable in the battlefield, especially if this is one of those "even eviler" situations. Shatner's beard, you can barely cope being around me apparently!

After a quick jaunt to the armoury, I'm going to figure a way to slip through the oncoming armada and pay a personal visit to my other self for tea and scones. Let's face it, the only person who's capable of talking me out of attacking myself is, well, me. And yes, one or two of you can come along if you're still hung up on the whole trust thing.

Seriously, though, do I really sound like that? Brillo.