Eighteeenth PSI

[a_gentle_boy]

((I apologize in advance for being a drama whore.  Indulge me.  I am sorry.))

[The inhalation of Luke's hallucinatory gas has left Lucas in a terrible state. This is what he sees. The island of Tanetane . . . The island of nightmares and delusions.  And though he knows that the images he sees must be false, he cannot help but succumb to his dark fears nonetheless.  In fact . . . his mental delusions are so strong that anyone who comes near him may, perhaps, catch a momentary glimpse of his nightmares.  Is this due to the gas lingering around his body or is this because of what is buried deep within his psychic mind?]

[Scenario 1]
Lucas has opened your mailbox and is rifling through the letters.  The expression on his face is one of tormented anguish.  Whispers can be heard if he is approached closely, though they do not appear to be made in his voice.  "The boy named Lucas . . . The boy named Lucas . . . The boy named Lucas . . . . . . . . . . . . . . "    There is a terrifying scream.  It is not his.

[Scenario 2]
Lucas is shivering and shuddering as he takes his bath.  His bath appears to be a dirty puddle of mud in the park.  Or a dirty pool of water on the side of the street.  Or a septic tank.  Or a poison swamp.  A pool of knives.  A pool of nothing.  Nothing after nothing after nothing after nothing.

[Scenario 3]
He's running towards you with a baseball bat.  "Run!"  His voice is harsh as he engages the massive smiling face beaming balefully from midair.  Will you fight with him?  Will you help him?  He needs to get home before supper.  Hinawa is coming home for supper.  When is Hinawa coming home?  Come home, Hinawa.  Come home.

[Scenario 4]
He's running towards you with a baseball bat.  " . . . Get away!"  He swings at you.  He wants to kill you.  Let him kill you.  You should die.

[Scenario 5]
Lucas is huddled, knees to his chest, on the ground in the middle of the street.  All of his things are spread out around him as he holds his hands over his ears and rocks back and forth.  Approaching him, you may see a shadowy image and hear a torrent of harsh, angry, deriding words.  Why are you coming near him?  What are you doing?  What did you do to him?  Huh? . . . . . . . . I did it to him? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . No.  Don't go near him.  Don't go near him.  You did it.  Don't go near her. Don't go near her.   Don't go near her. Don't go near her. Lucas did it.  Lucas did it.  Lucas did it.  Lucas did it.

[Scenario Q]
You could have saved me.
Why didn't you save me?
Switch places with me.
I want
I want to be
I want to be alive, Lucas. 
You're more . . .
You're more . . .
You're more . . . . . . . .   
It's all your fault.  It's your fault.  It's your fault.  I hate you.  You don't deserve it.  No one loves you.  Everyone's waiting for you.  Everyone's waiting to throw rocks at you, spit on you, and make your life hell.  Everyone hates you.  Everyone hates you.  I hate you.
Switch with me
Switch with me
Die
I want to be
you
I will be

you

Comments

RNG says 4, but Mia isn't really into dying

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

[She'd meant to check up on him after the town had gone Communist, and somehow she hadn't. Of course, this doesn't really seem like a good time to try.]

I knew I forgot something, shoot. My profuse apologies. =(

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

You're . . . You're not actually Dad! You're just a monster! Get away!

[The boy lashes forward desperately with his bat, no doubt missing wildly if Mia had any ability to dodge at all.]

1

[wybrows.livejournal.com]

[ Wy opens her door as she hears the scream. ]

H-hey, what's goin' on out here?! Why're ya going through our mail? Learn manners!

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas ignores her. Envelope after envelope goes fluttering to the ground as he continues to leaf through them quickly and silently. When he has gone through all the mail, he continues to make the same motion nonetheless.]

4

[bridgetroll.livejournal.com]

[What do you get when you mix one (1) wandering Parsee, inattentive and upset due to waking up in a weird place that isn't her home, and a Lucas hopped up on hallucinatory gas? Something inevitable; she hears his words too late, turns too slow, and is wide open for a blow from the young boy's bat.

She'd have to agree with you, though, if she knew: she should die.]

... what?

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

[She dodges the first time, but reaches out to try to stop him the next time]

No, no I'm not. I'm not going to hurt you!

4

[bornwithskison.livejournal.com]

_{[He glances over his shoulder when he catches his warning, but he's a little too late and he catches the bat with his midsection. Can anyone say 'major bruising in the morning'? That is, assuming he can get away.]}

Check the Friends List!

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

I can see you for what you really are! Stop lying!

[Indeed, from Lucas's perspective, Mia is barely concealing her evil smirk as she speaks her spurious words. He struggles against her and lashes out to the side.]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Why . . . Why do you look like her?

[Lucas swings at Parsee with a degree of hesitation. There are tears in his eyes.]

Stop looking like her. Stop looking like her!

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas doesn't even speak to this one, his look of fierce anger saying everything he needed to say. The next blow comes soon enough.]

! Yuki doesn't need to filter, if that's weird

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

Stop! What do you think I am?

Re: ! Yuki doesn't need to filter, if that's weird

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Y-You . . . You're just a chimera. Let go of me!

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

A what?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

A monster . . .

[Lucas continues to struggle, pounding, kicking, scratching and generally being a pain.]

((Would you prefer it unfiltered?))

[bridgetroll.livejournal.com]

What are you-

[Bam, she takes the hit across the face and stumbles back with a yelp, tears of pain welling up in her eyes. A hand comes up to the place of contact; bright, angry eyes glare at Lucas through her fingers.]

-What the hell?! What was that for?!

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

[Do we need to hug you]

What kind of monster?

[It's up to you - it has the potential for Yuki to hear from other people if she just announces it, but that may not be her style]

[bornwithskison.livejournal.com]

_{[There goes the wind out of Norway's lungs, and he's making a weak grab for the bat to try and prevent any further damage--He's not sure what brought this attack on, but he's not going to go down without some form of a fight.]} O-Oi--!

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

What do you mean what kind of monster? A monster is a . . . monster. A monster is . . .

[A monster is an animal that was subject to reconstruction against its will. A monster is an animal that was driven insane by the process of becoming an abomination of nature. A monster is a person who was subject to reconstruction against its will. A monster is a human that lost its mind through the process of becoming an abomination of nature. A monster is his brother. A monster is Claus.

Monsters must be killed. Claus must be killed. . . . He killed Claus. He killed Claus.

Lucas continues to flail and struggle, though his efforts are definitely weakening.]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . . Do you really think I'd fall for this again? I know . . . I won't listen to you. I won't listen to what you say.

[Lucas backs away a few steps, shaking his head slowly before swinging again.]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . . D-Don't say anything! Don't say anything! I'm not gonna listen . . . ! I'm not going to listen to my nightmares this time!

[Lucas scrambles backwards a few steps before the chimera can do anything to hurt him.]

[bornwithskison.livejournal.com]

_{[Norway coughs, backing away.]} I-I don't know what-- _[cough] You're talking about!

[bridgetroll.livejournal.com]

Look, I don't know what your problem is, but-

[Oh, another swing? Parsee tries to grab the bat this time, intending to hold it still and stop him.]

-you better cut it out! I didn't do anything to you, you little....human!

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

[Still holding because. babby.]

How can I make the monster go away?

4 of course

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[Lucas's behavior throughout the day has not gone unfollowed by those who keep a sharp eye out for disturbances. Granted, disturbances happen all the time in Mayfield, but this one in particular is truly promising.

Armed with a baseball bat of his own, Slugger steps out onto a patch of lawn in an alley set between neighboring rows of houses. Seemingly, he has just passed right through a tall privacy fence (or was it only the effects of the hallucinogen?) and directly into the boy's line of vision.

An attack is imminent. Slugger sees it coming, sees it in the kid's eyes. Something is so wrong.

Something... is so right.

There comes an explosive metallic crack when the two bats meet, Slugger's bat poised even with the horizon to block the other's oncoming swing.]

[ooc] I may have to ask something of you...

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

You're not Wess . . . You're . . . You're a figment of my imagination.