015 [Written/Voice]

[cakeblocked]

[The handwriting that suddenly appears is very sloppy, but still somewhat readable. It's a combination of being drugged, having messy handwriting in the first place, and having a cast on his arm to have to work around.]I don't really remember what happened, so I'll try to write what I can here

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[Voice]

[once_knighted]

[...........................................

What.]

... Luke?

[... That ... can't be right. Uh, right?]

[Voice]

[bratacus]

[He spins at the voice - aaand finds nothing.

...

He'll play it cool. It's just a voice out of nowhere. Maybe he's hidden in the trees or something.]

Hey, I don't like being yanked around like this! Where the hell are you?!

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[once_knighted]

You can't tell?

[... Oh lord. Then this is like what happened to him nearly a year ago, isn't it? Rather than mixing up things in his head, he flat out forgot Luceti, didn't he.

.........]

[Voice]

[once_knighted]

[... Screw it. He'll give Luke one more shot to figure things out on his own before he--]

Just take a guess. I might even help you out a little if you guess right.

["Might".]

[Voice]

[bratacus]

How should I know?! Your voice is coming out of nowhere!

[Though it sounds like he's stepping closer to the journal. That seems to be where the voice is coming from, but books don't just talk.

... Huh. He thought it'd hurt more to step on twigs and leaves and rocks and whatnot. Who'd've thought.]

[Voice]

[once_knighted]

[It sounds like he's moving closer, but ... well, he didn't say anything about the journal. WELP. All gears to troll throttle. He's sure someone else is already getting a map set up for Luke anyway.]

Looks like you're out of luck, then. Guess I'll just stick to haunting you until you find a way to get rid of me.

[Voice]

[bratacus]

Who are you supposed to be, anyway?

[He grits his teeth in frustration and KICKS THE JOURNAL. Hope you don't mind the dark view the camera had suddenly spiraling out of control, Yuri.]

[Voice]

[once_knighted]

[H-Hey! 8( ... Whatever. As long as he can still hear and be heard, he could care less what the view is.]

No one important. Just your average disembodied voice.

[Voice]

[bratacus]

I thought those were only in stories!

[There's a rumbling in the distance, too, and Luke looks up at the sky with an apprehensive expression. The rain might have died down when Luke was returned, but now it seems to be coming back.]

[Voice]

[once_knighted]

[He's hearing that rumbling as well. ... Perfect B)]

Now that's just rude. You really shouldn't get something like me pissed off, you know. Things happen to people who do that.

[Voice]

[bratacus]

Wh... What kind of things?

[HE'S NOT SCARED, he just. Doesn't know where the damn voice is coming from and he WANTS TO KNOW.]

[Voice]

[once_knighted]

Oh, you know ... Things.

[Poor Luke. If only you just took a closer look at that journal, then you'd see the jackass who's telling you all this with an enormous smirk on his face. It's just his way of showing he cares, really.]

You'll see soon enough. Don't worry.

[Voice]

[bratacus]

I don't want to see anything! Just shut up and leave me alone!

[STOMP STOMP STOMP. He's going towards the journal again, since he could've sworn the voice was coming from that way.]

[Voice]

[once_knighted]

Sorry, can't do that.

[Voice]

[bratacus]

Yes you can! You just shut your mouth and leave!

[He finally comes to a stop right near the journal and stares down at it, though the pages are facing the ground again. ... Oh, no way.]

[Voice]

[once_knighted]

Well, if you insist, then all right. I'll just go ahead and leave you to starve to death in some rainy forest.