.: 100 | I'm so dead ...
[Luke's voice comes through broken and shaking]
Th......s ...
...'m s...an i...t. ......ugh......t m...be ev...th......ld ......ght, th......ybe ......oul......et......an wh......eally am, ...re ......at I...al......m. ...th......nd, ...'m ju......s much ......n i...t ......ens......eryone e......ack h......ways sa.........am. A wor...ss f......wer tha......ash.
...an...ry ......rom th......uch as I wa......'s al...s goi......th...uth. Ho......ld I ha......ugh......at ......uld e...ap...t? Se...i, wh......de me, wo......ave alwa......own wha......uld amo...to. Of co......'d al...s ......st......ure if he s......t.
I'm sor......eep sc......p ... Axel...s ri......ne sho......ay at...tion t......very...e is be......ff f...ing my ex......nce. I can fa...ay ... hap...r? ...'d all b......pier ha......ever kno......'m so......or ever...ng.
Foo...sh ... wo...less re...ica ... ho......ld ......ve eve......ught ...'d ...le t......hat na...? I c...ldn't ev......old ont......e th......hat.....tered to me.
......asn......im ... I wa......re th......as, b...it ......'m s......upid ... Schu...g, I'...rry, ...'m s......orry th......id tha-
[the fragmented words cut off into a long, sharp, agonized scream, as though the speaker is being torn apart]
L...lei ...
Aaaaaaagh ...!
T...s is ... w...l th... ... tak......part ...?
...t h...ts ...
Why ... wh......his ha...ning? Ever...g's s......llin......in, no ... no mor...lease ...
[the recording cuts off abruptly]
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[Luke's voice comes through broken and shaking]
This is ...
I'm such an idiot. I thought that maybe everything would be alright, that maybe I could be better than what I really am, more than what I really am. In the end, I'm just as much of an idiot as sensei and everyone else back home always said that I am. A worthless failure, lower than trash.
I can try to run from that as much as I want, but it's always going to be the truth. How could I have thought that I could escape it? Sensei, who made me, would have always known what I would amount to. Of course I'd always be just a failure if he said it.
I'm sorry, I keep screwing up ... Axel is right, no one should pay attention to me. Everyone is better off forgetting my existence. I can fade away ... happier? You'd all be happier having never known me. I'm sorry for everything.
Foolish ... worthless replica ... how could I have ever thought I'd be able to fill that name? I couldn't even hold onto the one thing that mattered to me.
It wasn't him ... I was so sure that it was, but it ... I'm so stupid ... Schuldig, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry that I did tha-
[the words cut off into a long, sharp, agonized scream, as though the speaker is being torn apart]
Lorelei ...
Aaaaaaagh ...!
This is ... will this ... take me apart ...?
It hurts ...
Why ... why is this happening? Everything's so ... pulling, pain, no ... no more ... please ...
[the recording cuts off abruptly]
[OOC: If anyone were to go see Luke right now, they'll find him on his bed; he'll either be writhing in pain and oblivious to anything happening around him due to a sensation of his body being pulled apart and roughly shoved back together in quick succession, repeatedly, or they'll find him curled up and shivering, equally oblivious to anything around him. His eyes are glazed over, and he'll jerk violently sometimes. He will respond to people if they try to speak to him, but the words will be largely incoherent at best, even if they have meaning behind them, because he can't convey himself properly at the moment.]
Th......s ...
...'m s...an i...t. ......ugh......t m...be ev...th......ld ......ght, th......ybe ......oul......et......an wh......eally am, ...re ......at I...al......m. ...th......nd, ...'m ju......s much ......n i...t ......ens......eryone e......ack h......ways sa.........am. A wor...ss f......wer tha......ash.
...an...ry ......rom th......uch as I wa......'s al...s goi......th...uth. Ho......ld I ha......ugh......at ......uld e...ap...t? Se...i, wh......de me, wo......ave alwa......own wha......uld amo...to. Of co......'d al...s ......st......ure if he s......t.
I'm sor......eep sc......p ... Axel...s ri......ne sho......ay at...tion t......very...e is be......ff f...ing my ex......nce. I can fa...ay ... hap...r? ...'d all b......pier ha......ever kno......'m so......or ever...ng.
Foo...sh ... wo...less re...ica ... ho......ld ......ve eve......ught ...'d ...le t......hat na...? I c...ldn't ev......old ont......e th......hat.....tered to me.
......asn......im ... I wa......re th......as, b...it ......'m s......upid ... Schu...g, I'...rry, ...'m s......orry th......id tha-
[the fragmented words cut off into a long, sharp, agonized scream, as though the speaker is being torn apart]
L...lei ...
Aaaaaaagh ...!
T...s is ... w...l th... ... tak......part ...?
...t h...ts ...
Why ... wh......his ha...ning? Ever...g's s......llin......in, no ... no mor...lease ...
[the recording cuts off abruptly]
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[Luke's voice comes through broken and shaking]
This is ...
I'm such an idiot. I thought that maybe everything would be alright, that maybe I could be better than what I really am, more than what I really am. In the end, I'm just as much of an idiot as sensei and everyone else back home always said that I am. A worthless failure, lower than trash.
I can try to run from that as much as I want, but it's always going to be the truth. How could I have thought that I could escape it? Sensei, who made me, would have always known what I would amount to. Of course I'd always be just a failure if he said it.
I'm sorry, I keep screwing up ... Axel is right, no one should pay attention to me. Everyone is better off forgetting my existence. I can fade away ... happier? You'd all be happier having never known me. I'm sorry for everything.
Foolish ... worthless replica ... how could I have ever thought I'd be able to fill that name? I couldn't even hold onto the one thing that mattered to me.
It wasn't him ... I was so sure that it was, but it ... I'm so stupid ... Schuldig, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry that I did tha-
[the words cut off into a long, sharp, agonized scream, as though the speaker is being torn apart]
Lorelei ...
Aaaaaaagh ...!
This is ... will this ... take me apart ...?
It hurts ...
Why ... why is this happening? Everything's so ... pulling, pain, no ... no more ... please ...
[the recording cuts off abruptly]
[OOC: If anyone were to go see Luke right now, they'll find him on his bed; he'll either be writhing in pain and oblivious to anything happening around him due to a sensation of his body being pulled apart and roughly shoved back together in quick succession, repeatedly, or they'll find him curled up and shivering, equally oblivious to anything around him. His eyes are glazed over, and he'll jerk violently sometimes. He will respond to people if they try to speak to him, but the words will be largely incoherent at best, even if they have meaning behind them, because he can't convey himself properly at the moment.]