023 [Action] (Fourth Wall)

[fabrecation]

[Well. Luke wasn't expecting to pop up in the middle of the plaza relatively unharmed. Just a moment ago the Malnosso were preparing him for... he didn't want to think about it, really. But now he's here? He escaped somehow? And... there seems to be a huge crowd of people around him.

Huh.

Right now, he just wants to get home. So, he takes in a deep breath, then begins to try pushing his way through the mass amount of newcomers.]

Sorry - Coming through - Would you watch it?! - Hey!

[Gosh, this is giving him the strangest sense of deja-vu for some reason.]

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[mixolydianmode]

[ Luke might have gotten used to being bounced from world to world, but this crazy swarm is too much for him to tolerate. All he wants is lunch and these people keep stepping on his toes! For several minutes Luke makes an unsuccessful attempt to go upstream against the crowd, finally snapping when someone puts an elbow in his side. ]

AAAAARGH! QUIT SHOVING, DAMMIT!

[fabrecation]

[Oh, sorry, was that his elbow?

Luke had met the double Guys by then, so he's totally prepared to meet another version of himself, his long haired self at that, totally prepared -

NOPE.]

Hey, what the - ?! [REARING BACK. OH HELL NO, NOT ANOTHER LUKE REPLICA. A LONG HAIRED REPLICA. FUUUUCK.]

[mixolydianmode]

[ It must have been; that jab felt way too familiar for Luke's liking. So he's not as surprised to turn and find himself faced with one of the short-haired weirdos that are so prevalent. Doesn't mean he's happy to see Luke either. ]

Oh geez, one of you are here too?

[fabrecation]

Wh... What are you talking about? One of you? [OH GOD THERE ARE MORE?]

[mixolydianmode]

[ Tons more where he last was. It was like a convention. ]

Unless you're Asch. [ For a moment he almost looks hopeful, but it fades just as quick. ] Nah, you can't be. Not angry enough.

[fabrecation]

No, I'm not Asch! [He would go on, but OW he just got elbowed in the back, so he turns to glare behind him before facing this... other one... again.]

Look, let's talk somewhere else. Somewhere a lot less crowded.

[And before waiting for a response, Luke takes the other Luke's arm and begins to lead him through the crowd towards the forest. Not only does he want answers, but... well. It's him. He's going to be just slightly protective of himself.]

[mixolydianmode]

Keep it up with that face and nobody'll be able to tell the difference anywa--AGH! Hey, quit pulling, would you?! [ Help! He's being kidnapped! ...by himself. How would that even work. Luke stumbles after his older self with much flailing to avoid falling on his face or running into other people. ]

Where're we gonna go? It's like this everywhere! [ "Everywhere" being the four or five blocks that he'd managed to navigate during his short stay. ]