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

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

[bustydefense]

[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]

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.]

... what?

[bustydefense]

[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!

Check the Friends List!

[a_gentle_boy]

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.]

1

[wybrows]

[ 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]

[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.]

[wybrows]

[ She slowly walks up to him. ]

I spoke to ya so ya gotta answer me. Hey! [ She kicks him, but only lightly. ]

[a_gentle_boy]

[As Wy approaches, Lucas looks up and meets her gaze. His face is blank. And there is suddenly something in his empty hands and on the ground all around him.

They are postcards.

Here is Lucas at age 2, posing with his twin brother Claus.
Here is Lucas at age 6, together with his family as he takes a bite of an omelet.
Here is Lucas at age 8, torturing a cat.
Here is Lucas at age 10, smiling as a brown-haired woman dies before him
Here is Lucas at age 12, stealing from Thomas's store.
Here is Lucas at age 14, learning a dark and insidious power.
Here is Lucas at age 16, attacking a boy with his dark PSI.
Here is Lucas at age 20, a general in the Pigmask Army.
Here is Lucas at age 24, murdering his friends in cold blood.
Here is Lucas at age --

. . . The scream sounds again.]

4

[bridgetroll]

[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.]

[a_gentle_boy]

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!

[bridgetroll]

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?!

[a_gentle_boy]

. . . 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.]

4

[bornwithskison]

[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.]

[a_gentle_boy]

[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.]

[bornwithskison]

[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]

. . . 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.]

4 of course

[strike_you_out]

[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]

[Lucas's eyes are filled with an unnatural fire as he bounces back away from Slugger.]

I didn't save you.

I couldn't save you.

. . . That doesn't mean . . . That doesn't mean I don't deserve the little I have . . .

[strike_you_out]

[Slugger responds with nothing more than a silent and steady stare. Slowly, the bat is turned and lowered to rest upon his shoulder.

It can't be done here. Here is too public. It must be done elsewhere.

He takes a hesitant step back...]

[a_gentle_boy]

Claus . . . Are you going to fight me?