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!))

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[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.]

[badend-replay.livejournal.com]

[ From a fake that seems to be mocking her. Saying her sadness is silly and pointless and maybe hinting that this time it is permanent. ]

Don't say that... don't say it like that! They will be back. They wouldn't leave us like this, you'll see..! [ And then hangs up so she can go cry somewhere. ]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas will just stare at the phone for a few moments after he's been hung up on. ...He could almost swear that when she'd been crying... that was Rika.]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

S-Sorry.

I guess I should... apologize for upsetting you and hang up?

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

Are you mocking me?

[hintcoinplz.livejournal.com]

Where are you going?

[Not that he cares if fake!Lucas runs away from him, he...just doesn't have anyone to talk to okay.]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

No! I don't... What do you want me to do?

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

That's what we all have to do.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

...Home.

[With something of a small effort, Lucas will turn back around. He'd talked to Karkat about what was going on, but... it was still so difficult not to feel that repulsion.]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

...Yeah.

I've been having a lot of strange conversations.

[His voice, briefly, sounds very dull.]

What do you think we should do? Just... sit it out? I think it's probably how Mayfield is celebrating Christmas this year.

[hintcoinplz.livejournal.com]

...Of course you are. This isn't really your home, you know. Although it's pretty pointless telling that to you.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

...

Since I don't like you very much right now, that means you're real. Right?

[hintcoinplz.livejournal.com]

I am real.

[But if Lucas was asking him things like this, then...

No, he had to be a fake. Right?]

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

I want you to go away and for everyone to come back.

How about that one?

You know what? Nevermind.

I'm not playing this stupid game.

[[Click! He hangs up.]]

[roadroller]

L-Lu-

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

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

I don't know what to do, We need to get through to everyone else somehow, but I don't know if it's possible.

I can't just let them believe I'm gone for however long it takes Mayfield to stop this.

phone

[friendly-ghosts.livejournal.com]

Ummm....

Are you really Lucas?

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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.

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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.

[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.]

[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.

[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?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Mindy...

I am. I promise I am.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

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