Huh?

[a_gentle_boy]

[phone]
[Oh OK so.  That just happened.  ...Lucas listens a little blankly to the announcement before blinking a few times to himself.]

So, um.  I'm... kind of... still here... So don't worry!  ...I mean, not that it's really that important, and there are probably a lot of other people who are really gone, but.  ...Is there someone else named Lucas here?

[action]
[Today is a normal day.  Lucas delivers the mail, takes his rounds making sure his friends are alright, stops by at the malt shop... And yet, everywhere he goes, he gets nothing but dirty glances.  It's more than mildly confusing, and so it is that he ends up sitting on his front porch frowning to himself.  It's been a long time since he's done so, but eventually, he'll get out the yo-yo and begin to quietly practice some tricks by himself.

The rhythmicity of the movements makes him feel a bit better.]

((Lucas was wiped, so please respond as if he were fake!))

Comments

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

What kind of joke is this?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

I-It's not a joke. I'm serious.

...Um. I'm sorry, who... is this? It's not Aaron, is it?

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

It's Karkat. You're making my skin crawl, so I'm assuming it's really you.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

What? [Sadly, Lucas isn't anywhere near as quick to pick up on things.] Is it about the apologizing thing? I don't think I actually apologized this time.

[Short pause.]

This is Karkat? As in... the person who made the housing lists? [sounding... dubious.]

[badend-replay.livejournal.com]

[ Rika flinches when she hears the call. Because how dare that imposter do something like this? It tears at her sadness more to have the fake try to fool her. It tears the cute little mask of Furude Rika right off of her face, leaving nothing but the low-voiced Frederica Bernkastel. ]

Shut up!

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

W-What?!

[Holy crap that's the first time anyone's ever said that to him. Lucas stares stunned at the phone for a few moments before recovering himself.]

Who... Who is this? Why would you say that?

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[hintcoinplz.livejournal.com]

[Luke was also erased, and his response is to sit on the front porch of his house and pout like a mature adult.

If he was supposed to be erased, then why was he still here?]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas will begin to walk by.

And then, as he spots Luke, his eyes will open a little wide and he'll begin to try and cross the street.]

[roadroller]

L-Lu-

...No, this is wrong! What the hell are you? ♪

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Someone who's been erased, I think...

phone

[friendly-ghosts.livejournal.com]

Ummm....

Are you really Lucas?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Mindy...

I am. I promise I am.

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[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

[Canada rarely goes anywhere without at least her bear, but today the bear (and the moose and Hilda's Pokemon and Netherlands, which hurts the most) wants nothing to do with her, so the nation doesn't force her out. She couldn't remember if she knew where Lucas lived or not, but she almost certainly didn't intend to go there. Nevertheless, when she sees him, she stops and adjusts her cardigan a little bit, looking at him. He seems wrong, like so many others. But also like her.]

... Hey.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas snaps the yo-yo back to his hand before glancing up at the woman. Her nose is definitely much sharper than it was before and the way she walks is completely off, but he blinks past it after a few moments. ...It helps if he doesn't look at her directly.]

...Hi.

Um. ...Would you like to sit?

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[hispalette.livejournal.com]

[Lucas isn't the only one who's felt out of sorts today. continuing the trend is Red, walking on the sidewalk with his hat pulled down low over his head and nary a Pokemon in sight. his Pokeballs are still clipped to his belt, make no mistake about that, but Pikachu isn't out on his shoulder or sitting in his backpack like he'd normally be. this is likely because every time Red tries to get close to him, he gets an electric shock and a disdainful tail wag for his trouble. even his closest friends think he's a stranger.

he watches Lucas for a moment before approaching with little reluctance to sit down on the steps next to him. he's silent for a moment and only speaks right before Lucas is about to get a word in.]

Neat tricks.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Thanks.

[Lucas glances up and shoots Red a small, wavering smile.]

Since I keep thinking your hat is all wrong, I'm guessing we've been going through the same thing today.

[phone, also erased]

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

I dunno, I'm pretty sure there aren't any other kids named Raz, though.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Raz...

[Lucas frowns a little bit. He did sort of know someone named Raz, but not well enough, really. This person was just coming across a bit... odd.]

So... you were on the list and you're still here, too, right?

[His response is slow and repeating the obvious, but he needs a few moments to think.]

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Crowe's also another who's been erased. He's in a bit of a panic - it's giving him flashbacks of last Christmas in Mayfield. Being invisible amongst everyone. This is playing on a big fear of his.

He's running up to Lucas's house to check on him and Silence, to see if they'll remember him, when he stops dead a few yards away. He's panting hard.

That wasn't Lucas. It looked like him, but...]

N-No... Lucas?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas glances up and Crowe and manages a small smile. By this point, he's used enough to the feeling when he sees his 'friends' not to be too perturbed by it.]

It's me.

...Mr. Silence is out. ...He was on the list, too.

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[naicha]

I heard the yo-yo was once used as a weapon long ago!

[ Taiwan stands on the sidewalk, in front of Lucas. ]

But you're not going to hit me with it, right?

Just checking, but was she erased?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Erm.

Long ago, uh-huh. ...About two years now.

[Lucas glances up at Taiwan.]

Are you going to tell me I look all wrong, too?

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[imjustpicky]

[Picky really needed to go and see for himself that the other disappeared people really were disappeared... and although he hadn't liked what he first saw, he had to keep seeing. Had to. Just to be sure.

So he was standing a distance away from not-Lucas-but-maybe-Lucas-but-not, watching with wide eyes as he did awesome things with his yo-yo.]

...I didn't know Lucas knew yo-yo tricks.

[Because that wasn't Lucas up there. And that was sad. But yo-yo tricks were cool, no matter who was doing them.]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[...Sigh. Third person it is.]

Lucas doesn't know yo-yo tricks more than he knows yo-yo fighting moves... The tricks just came on their own later with some practice.

[He'll glance up at Picky quietly for a few moments.]

You, too, Finch...?

(Erased)

[kleptophile.livejournal.com]

...shit. This feels like those weird alien pod things all over again...

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

But they're telling us this time who it is that's supposed to have gone.

That makes it... a little suspicious, right?

[Lucas certainly sounds suspicious. His voice is hesitant as he struggles to connect this voice with his friend. The inflections and timbre were...]

Phone

[photonicfighter]

[On his rounds to check on his friends, he'll find Dakki shovelling the front walk. Gat had done it last, and almost froze to death and...

And really, what was the discomfort of an "erased" person? The way everyone was reacting to her, well... what could be done?]

...Lucas?

[She had caught blond hair and the right height from the corner of her eye, but upon actually looking at him... something was wrong.

She looked heartbroken.]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Miss Dakki.

[Lucas quietly approaches on his table, who he could, at the very least, depend on not to abandon him. Dakki looks different, as a large number of people had that day. He is, by this time, almost used to seeing it.]

...Do you need any help?

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[mute-mystic.livejournal.com]

[As unsettling as Silence finds the fake Lucas, he can't bring himself to actually be cruel to...whatever it is that's wearing the face of his assigned son. But Lucas may notice that Silence's wings seem to always be drooping when he's around - one of the usual telltale signs that Silence is extremely sorrowful about something - and that, at the very least, Silence can occasionally be spotted watching him warily.

Silence may not treat the replacement Lucas harshly, but that doesn't mean he trusts whatever Mayfield's intentions with this doppelganger are, or that he intends to be caught unawares by it if it has some agenda.

Of course, since Silence was himself erased...Lucas might have some odd reactions to him, too.]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Whenever Lucas is home, he finds himself avoiding his 'father'. The quality of... unrealness about him was especially eerie. Given that Silence was mute, it manifested in his movements, in his posture, in his gestures, to give the effect of a very crude... doll.

It is impossible to escape at some times, though. During dinner, Lucas silently descends from his room and sits at the table.]

...We should talk about this. Mr. Silence.