Interdimensional Traveler

You are hesitant to leave this party, but you feel compelled to hear this woman out. Besides, you can always go to a party some other time.

You get in a car with the woman, who drives out of town, and drives you to a house that is shaped like a giant mushroom, out in the middle of the forest.

You come into the house, and you see that she has a whole family, all of whom are tattooed as well.

The woman who brought you here directs you to sit down at a table, and you do. Her daughter, whom you would guess to be about 13, comes up with some tea. She has butterfly tattoos all over her legs, and cherry blossoms up and down both arms, and a shooting star on her neck.

"See, my people have known about interdimensional travel since the earliest ages of humankind. We lived in peace, in this dimension, until that wretched little Sansevieria leaf with eyes and hands found this dimension...in your year it would have been around 1984. He didn't know it was already occupied - we have always kept our numbers small to keep our resources from running out. But he came with several embryos from other dimensions, and began his genetic experiment here."

"That's why everybody here looks the same..." you say.

"Right." she replies. "And the problem is, he just kept cloning and cloning. Today there's more than ten billion of them...they're destroying the forests to build new cities to house them as we speak. They cut down even more trees to build roads and services between the cities. Doki Doki thinks he's created the perfect civilization, but the problem is, he's also destroying ours..."

"I don't even know your name, though..."

"My name's Karla."

You want to help her, but you don't know if you can. For one thing, you're not sure how wise it is to go to war against a poisonous plant and ten billion clones of your favorite actress, who is probably fairly adept at kicking ass if she wants to...

Second, you're not sure Karla is telling the whole truth.

Third, maybe Doki Doki would be willing to reach a peaceful agreement between the tattooed natives...