Twenty-Third PSI

[a_gentle_boy]

CITIZENS OF MAYFIELD!

Fear not for your safety!  Though trouble may brew in these uncertain times, know always that the shining shield of JUSTICE!  TRUTH!  And the TAZMILIAN WAY! stands by your side!   Rest assured that I, the Psychic PSIclone, will not allow these villains to wreak havoc with impunity!

Empress of Ebil!  Set aside your dark ways and return to the path of the adorable!

Baron von Barbarity!  Your plan shall never come to fruition!  Repent lest condemnation fall upon your head!

Tom Ato!  Cease your poaching and release the cuddly animals you've so mercilessly enslaved to fight for your nefarious means!

Tea-Timing Temptor!   . . . You're incorrigible, but at least pick a villainess sidekick your own age!

[Lucas can be found flying -- literally, flying -- around town, rescuing cats from trees, helping old ladies cross the street, and taking candy away from small children because it will rot their teeth.  He is trailing a ridiculously long blanket as a cape with a black strip of cloth wrapped around his eyes.

Supervillains may come up with their own, better names.  >_>  Also I have so much work to do I hate you Mayfield.]

Comments

[bridgetroll.livejournal.com]

[BROODING OVER THIS DAISY SHE JUST STEPPED ON

AND SPARKLING IN YOUR DIRECTION

HOW HEINOUS]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Egads! Snuffing out such beautiful life so callously . . . how could you?!

[bridgetroll.livejournal.com]

[dead monotone

and sparkles]

Killers don't have hearts.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Don't be silly. Everyone has a heart and all hearts embrace love! Justice! And truth!

[The blast of healing PSI directed at the plant is so intense it could probably bring the undead back to life.]

[bridgetroll.livejournal.com]

[oh hey the plant is okay again

she stares at it apathetically, and shimmers, whipping out some purple prose]

If I could, I would embrace those things....but I can't. There is only ice and misery and despair within my chest. I live in shadows; the light you speak of would only burn me.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . . But it would be a good burn, right, like the type you get when you sunbathe a long time and even though it hurts you know it's because you've just had a really nice day.

[bridgetroll.livejournal.com]

It would be a burn like...like all your being was turning to ash! Oh, woe is I....creatures of the night may never frolic through sunlit meadows.

Please, put me out of my misery, little hero.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

A true hero would never do that! A true hero would save you from the darkness within! Never fear, ma'am, the PSIren of Justice will escort you forwards on the path of righteousness!

And you're already standing in the sunlight, anyway.

[bridgetroll.livejournal.com]

That would explain this unpleasant tingle...

[STARES UP AT THE SUN, O DEATH STAR]

But how can I ever be righteous if I yearn to feast upon your lifeblood?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Have you tried . . . not yearning for that?

1/3

[bridgetroll.livejournal.com]

...Hm.

2/3

[bridgetroll.livejournal.com]

[tries]

[bridgetroll.livejournal.com]

...It didn't work. I still wish to bite your neck and feast on the insides.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Oh.

That's too bad. I can't really let you do that. But I can buy you chocolate instead if it will distract you from that.

[bridgetroll.livejournal.com]

...I suppose it's worth a shot....I'll try to contain these dark urges until then.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

I'll be right back! Do your best, citizen!

[And away he goes like a . . . slowly flying child.]

[bridgetroll.livejournal.com]

[JUST....SPARKLES

and makes up depressing poetry in her head]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas returns shortly with a giant bar of chocolate and a bouquet of flowers.]

Let the beauty of these flowers open your heart to the joys of life!

. . . And if that doesn't work, keep eating chocolate until you're stuffed.