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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: 2011-11-18 06:25 am (UTC)It's not that; he got away and we should find him. I need your help, Lucas.
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Date: 2011-11-19 01:18 am (UTC)[...The clone doesn't sound very surprised, though.]
I knew you wouldn't be able to manage it alone. Alright, we've got to go find him, then!
[And the clone will head straight for the front door.]
sorry it's so slow.
Date: 2011-11-25 04:54 am (UTC)He just caught me off guard.
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Date: 2011-11-25 08:43 pm (UTC)[And then a tea table walks through the front door.]
and here too
Date: 2011-11-28 06:38 am (UTC)No problem!
Date: 2011-12-01 01:15 am (UTC)Oh! It's the ta --
[And the fake Lucas is squirted with a massive cloud of stinkjuice from the bug clinging to the underside of the table.]
Aaaaugh, gross!
/worst :'|
Date: 2011-12-08 06:57 am (UTC)No worries!
Date: 2011-12-09 02:32 am (UTC)It goes down.]
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Date: 2011-12-12 09:59 pm (UTC). . . is that it?
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Date: 2011-12-16 03:01 am (UTC)I think we should think of somewhere to keep him. He's not dead, after all.
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Date: 2011-12-16 04:30 am (UTC)[He'll think for a few moments.]
There's a storage closet in the pharmacy.
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Date: 2011-12-17 03:15 am (UTC)[Lucas is almost apologetic.]
...Do you have any sleeping solutions in the pharmacy, Mr. Netherlands?
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Date: 2011-12-17 05:06 am (UTC). . . that's a good idea. I'm sure there's something.
[He'll pick up the fake Lucas. . . despite the smell. Holland coughs a little.]
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Date: 2011-12-18 04:57 am (UTC)...Sorry...
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Date: 2011-12-19 08:16 am (UTC)It's good that you made a plan. It worked.
[Now to take this fake to the pharmacy.]
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Date: 2011-12-20 04:56 am (UTC)