a_gentle_boy | Fourteenth PSI

[It is time to sum up what Lucas has been doing all summer. This is the culmination of hours of hard work and dedication. This is the pinnacle of success for the boy who has been deprived of a normal childhood. It is also the first time the player has tried a post of this sort.

Four scenarios will be presented. One is welcome to respond to as many of them as one wishes. Numbering the initial comment may be helpful.]

First Scenario:
[It is a peaceful day in Mayfield. But what is that horrific racket? As the alarm rings insistently, smoke pours out an open window accompanied shortly after by its source, a flaming brick of some sort that unfortunately lands in a rosebush and immediately sets it on fire. Closer inspection would reveal that this was once formerly a cakepan. Closer inspection is, however, impossible due to the fact that a coughing, choking Lucas covered in soot has just run out the front door and is now blasting the burning bush with the hose. He does not look pleased.]

Second Scenario:
[It is a peaceful day in Mayfield. But what is that horrific racket? Again? In the park, birds, humans, and anything with ears quietly begin to edge away from the child ostensibly playing a recorder on a bench. In actuality, he is managing to hit a note that has never been recorded before in the history of mankind. This is a great achievement and is followed shortly after by the world record of 'most incorrect notes played simultaneously on one instrument'.

After about twenty minutes of this, Lucas sighs and places the instrument on the bench beside him. He does not look pleased.]

Third Scenario:
[It is a peaceful day in Mayfield. It is difficult to make a horrific racket while drawing, so the town is spared, for now. He is again in the park, but this time, stares intensely at anyone who happens by. Those who come up from behind may notice that his artwork is . . . Well, actually, it's not terrible. He doesn't seem too pleased with himself, though, and there is soon a large pile of crumpled paper around him.]

Fourth Scenario:
[It is not a very peaceful day in Mayfield. There is a boy in the middle of his yard yelling, screaming, and performing the most bizarre form of martial arts ever invented. It seems, somehow, to involve a lot of kicking and a lot of . . . yo-yo tricks. Walk the Dog leaves a trail of burning grass, Around the World breaks off a tree branch with concussive force, and the Forward Pass is . . . actually headed straight at your face. Whoops.]

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From:

repeatsalvation.livejournal.com

[The man takes the blow to the face, head leering back at the force. He doesn't look fazed in the least when he faces Lucas again, though a small trickle of blood is running down his face from his nose. He doesn't seem to notice. Rather, he just seems interested.]

How interesting. I've never seen anyone manage such force with a toy before.

From:

a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com

[Lucas blinks for a few moments at the man who had popped out of nowhere, seemingly almost confused as to why his yo-yo had suddenly rebounded. It takes another few moments for him to return to reality.]

A-Ah! I'm really sorry; I didn't see you! L-Let me get that for you.

[Fwoosh. Here comes a Lifeup Alpha.]

From:

repeatsalvation.livejournal.com

[He simply stands still and lets Lucas heal him. He doesn't necessarily seem surprised at Lucas' psychic ability as much as intrigued.]

How interesting. Are there many of you here?