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a_gentle_boy[voice]
Oh, everyone...! It looks like something strange is happening, after all. I don't want to say I told you so, but... well, I did tell you so. Be careful if you're going outside, alright? Until we sort out what's happening, it'd probably be for the best if everyone kept to themselves. After all... Wouldn't it be just like the town to trick us into hurting each other again?
[Lucas laughs, less nervous than such a laugh ought to be. It's slightly unnerving.]
If, you know, the doubles are really the real people just acting different because the town has brainwashed them... Then, if we don't stop to think... Well, I don't want to think what might happen. Nobody wants to hurt their friends, right? We can't just believe the people in the pods because they're more... accurate. It would be just like the the town to pull something so awful!
Anyway, if you're hurt at all, please call me! I'll be right there to heal you. That's what I do best... Please, don't hesitate!
[action]
[And Lucas can be found in his garden, tending to his plants with a smile on his face. ...He's ripping them out. It was fall, after all. They were dying.]
[action 2, first for Rainbow Dash, but open afterwards for anyone]
[Naturally, in the middle of his dead garden sits a small pod about the size of a child or a young teenager.]
[action 3]
PK Flash!
PSI Counter Alpha!
[The explosive green light reflects against the shimmering shield, bouncing back with enough speed to catch nearly anyone off-guard; Lucas, though, is intimately familiar with his own battling techniques. A flick of his stick and the green light harmlessly diffuses into flashing sparks.]
You won't get away with this!
That's what I ought to say! I'm the real one!
Liar! You're nothing like me!
Because you're a fake! You attacked first!
You ran at me with your stick! Now stop pretending!
[The two psychic boys continue to duke it out in the front yard. Lucas doesn't fight too often, but it becomes clear from this battle that he is much more well-practiced than might have been expected. PSI after PSI is flung back and forth and met with counter or shield; swings to the head are dodged easily; flying leaps result in evenly matched stand-offs as the boys bounce against each other again and again. At one point, one of the Lucases backflips, collecting a massive amount of PSI power in his foot. The drive downwards is met with an equally powerful blast of PSI upwards from the defending Lucas; the resulting explosion sends both of them flying. ...This seems to be a signal for a brief respite. One of the Lucases certainly could use some help. His doppelganger was every bit his equal.]
Oh, everyone...! It looks like something strange is happening, after all. I don't want to say I told you so, but... well, I did tell you so. Be careful if you're going outside, alright? Until we sort out what's happening, it'd probably be for the best if everyone kept to themselves. After all... Wouldn't it be just like the town to trick us into hurting each other again?
[Lucas laughs, less nervous than such a laugh ought to be. It's slightly unnerving.]
If, you know, the doubles are really the real people just acting different because the town has brainwashed them... Then, if we don't stop to think... Well, I don't want to think what might happen. Nobody wants to hurt their friends, right? We can't just believe the people in the pods because they're more... accurate. It would be just like the the town to pull something so awful!
Anyway, if you're hurt at all, please call me! I'll be right there to heal you. That's what I do best... Please, don't hesitate!
[action]
[And Lucas can be found in his garden, tending to his plants with a smile on his face. ...He's ripping them out. It was fall, after all. They were dying.]
[action 2, first for Rainbow Dash, but open afterwards for anyone]
[Naturally, in the middle of his dead garden sits a small pod about the size of a child or a young teenager.]
[action 3]
PK Flash!
PSI Counter Alpha!
[The explosive green light reflects against the shimmering shield, bouncing back with enough speed to catch nearly anyone off-guard; Lucas, though, is intimately familiar with his own battling techniques. A flick of his stick and the green light harmlessly diffuses into flashing sparks.]
You won't get away with this!
That's what I ought to say! I'm the real one!
Liar! You're nothing like me!
Because you're a fake! You attacked first!
You ran at me with your stick! Now stop pretending!
[The two psychic boys continue to duke it out in the front yard. Lucas doesn't fight too often, but it becomes clear from this battle that he is much more well-practiced than might have been expected. PSI after PSI is flung back and forth and met with counter or shield; swings to the head are dodged easily; flying leaps result in evenly matched stand-offs as the boys bounce against each other again and again. At one point, one of the Lucases backflips, collecting a massive amount of PSI power in his foot. The drive downwards is met with an equally powerful blast of PSI upwards from the defending Lucas; the resulting explosion sends both of them flying. ...This seems to be a signal for a brief respite. One of the Lucases certainly could use some help. His doppelganger was every bit his equal.]
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Date: 2011-10-26 04:02 am (UTC)[Yes. Yes he does.]
And even if I did? Yeah, hearing you say that isn't helping your "I'm the real Lucas" statement.
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Date: 2011-10-26 04:06 am (UTC)If I were perfectly honest with myself... this is exactly what I ought to say.
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Date: 2011-10-26 04:12 am (UTC)[Well. Shit. Alright. You've got him there.]
Except the thing is? Even when he said it? The tone was different. Yours is still off.
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Date: 2011-10-26 04:23 am (UTC)Confidence is something I've always wanted to have, too.
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Date: 2011-10-26 04:31 am (UTC)So everyone just decided to tell everyone else they piss each other off because they magically got more confident? Are you kidding me?
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Date: 2011-10-26 10:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-26 11:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-27 12:17 am (UTC)But Pokey, you know what I would really tell you if I were confident enough? I do like you.
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Date: 2011-10-27 12:19 am (UTC)[He doesn't know where the clone-it has to be a clone, right? That's what Ai meant by "new Ai". They're clones. They have to be.]
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Date: 2011-10-27 12:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-27 12:22 am (UTC)[Alright. He'll bite. He has a few ideas as to where he might be getting led in the conversation, but he has to know.
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Date: 2011-10-27 02:14 am (UTC)Well... I can't depend on something that's been destroyed!
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Date: 2011-10-27 03:42 am (UTC)You think this crap actually bothers me?
[It does.]
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Date: 2011-10-27 03:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-27 03:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-27 03:55 am (UTC)Oh, no.
No, no. The horror of Mayfield will eventually end. It has to. They won't live forever.
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Date: 2011-10-27 03:57 am (UTC)Well whichever version of you I'd go back to bother won't have to worry about it. I've got plans in case it does.
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Date: 2011-10-27 03:59 am (UTC)...Breathing.
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Date: 2011-10-27 04:02 am (UTC)Yeah.
It would be.
I'm not denying it.
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Date: 2011-10-27 04:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-27 04:20 am (UTC)Not really.
[He feels sick. It's not like self-destruction was particularly new to him. He'd already decided it'd be the path he'd take if Mayfield did come to an end and he couldn't simply choose to imprison himself there.
But it's different. Actually admitting it out loud. And his voice cracks a minute, before he can reply again.]
I'm sorry.
For existing. And what that entails
I'll probably never go and tell him that, the real you, but I guess I can tell you. Not like you matter or will remember, cause I doubt you'll be around much longer.
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Date: 2011-10-28 02:24 am (UTC)I'll always be around. As long as you see my face and hear my voice... I'll be around.
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Date: 2011-10-28 02:44 am (UTC)[He has to hang up now. He can't keep this up.]
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Date: 2011-10-28 02:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-28 02:48 am (UTC)[Click.]