Twenty-First PSI

[a_gentle_boy]

[filtered and whatever]
[The voice that speaks into the phone is strangely calm.  After having suffered a severe shock and half-believing he had been transported back to Westport, Lucas wisely decided to remain at home.]

Please listen, everyone.  There are some things you should know about these people.

We called them the hazmat men when they first showed up in Westport.  They started off pretty slow and they weren't much of a threat, but as the days passed, they became much faster, stronger, and smarter.  I don't know how they'll behave now, but to be on the safe side, you should assume that they're at full power.

If you have to fight them, you should know that there's nothing underneath the suits.  Blunt force won't do anything and they won't react to getting hit.  What you need to do to break through -- stabbing or piercing or shooting works.  When the suit is opened, they release a lot of poison gas that can kill you if you're too close.  If you touch them or if you inhale any of it, the chemicals will burn you badly.  Some people died from the gas alone.

They attack with axes and they carry gas sprays with them.  Don't let them touch you.  The best thing to do if they're chasing you is to run.  They're not too fast.

Comments

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Here's hoping it's not a waste then.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Just don't . . . blow yourself up.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

It's kind of hard to do that with missiles fired from something I'm on top of, but I'll try.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . . What if the thing that's shooting it messes up and it all explodes?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Then we have bigger probelms then me getting blown up if something causes the Phase Distorter to explode.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[don't ask don't ask don't ask don't ask don't ask don]

The what?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Yeah...if I wasn't traveling whenever you met....future me, I may not have had it. Giant spider mech. It warps space time to let me travel through it.

I named her Josephine.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[oh yes he knows that well.]

. . . . . . . . . . . . . oh.

. . . . . . josephine?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I mean, I couldn't not name her.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . . If you say so.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

What, you don't have a name for your h-your pet?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . . But your mech isn't alive.

1/2

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

...It is to me.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[And now he's angry.]

And, well, it has a semi-AI! So it kind of IS alive! So there!

1/3

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

2/3

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Really? Wow. . . . That was. Kind of sad. Did Porky really want friends that badly? Did he build his own friend because nobody else wanted to be his friend? What's worse, his friend is a destructive monster of epic proportions.

. . .

Lucas's thoughts continues along these lines for quite some time.]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . . . . . . .
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Oh. That's, um. Great. It's good you have . . . hobbies.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Yeah. It's wonderful. Whoop-de-doo.

...Try not to get killed, nerdlinger.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . . Y-You, too.

[Was nerdlinger a gesture of affection. Probably not.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Whatever.

[Click.]

[With Pokey? Honestly, who knows? But no, probably not.]