fabrecation: (Actual calm speech)
2011-02-05 09:56 pm

011 [Voice]

[Filtered to Guy//Ridiculously hackable Unhackable]

Hey, Guy? My hair's getting kind of long... Could you come cut it for me? I'd do it myself, but I can't really see back there...


[Filtered to Ion//So hackable it hurts Unhackable]

Ion, can I talk to you? It's important.

[/Filter]


[Now that those are out of the way, Luke rests his chin in his hand and stares off to the side, lost in thought. The thing he wanted to talk to Ion about... It's been weighing heavily on his mind ever since he heard it. Luke isn't sure what to think of it, or even how to feel about it. There's a sort of happiness inside him, sure, but... he can't deny the hesitation and confusion he feels. So, after a few minutes, he opens up the journal again to ask the general populace:]

What do you think it means to have a soul?
fabrecation: (Asch grow up)
2010-12-18 01:53 am

008 [Action/Voice]

[Luke had been trying to get back to House 5, but it's awfully hard to do so with a sudden crowd of people. There's a whole slew of sounds coming from the journal as if Luke's right in the middle of the crowd, along with Luke himself switching between trying to be polite and being outright indignant about being pushed through a sea of people. One can hear him saying "Excuse me" and "Sorry", along with "HEY" and "WATCH IT, YOU JERK".

Eventually, though, the noises fade as Luke escapes and slides down the wall of a house that he decided to take refuge behind. With a loud sigh, Luke straightens his jacket and speaks to the journal, ignoring the light pain in his abdomen from his still healing wound.]


What a pain...

Guy, Asch, Natalia, I don't think I can make it back to the house. I'll just camp out or something, okay?

[Maybe he can find some marshmallows and make some awesome smores or something. Away from the sudden crowd.]
fabrecation: (Mmmm I dunno about that)
2010-09-10 04:07 am

002 [Voice]

If anyone can hear me through this thing... I guess you can, I'm just not used to-

A-Anyway, my name is Luke fon Fabre. You've... probably heard of me before. I, uh... don't really know how to say this, but... I-If you know me and I don't know you, I- sorry. I was... here before, but I don't remember any of it. I kind of wonder if that really was me.

If you know-... knew me, then... I wouldn't mind getting to know you again. I... That's probably- It's a lot to ask, I know, and it's okay if you don't want to, I just... thought I'd say it.

... Maybe I should just stick to writing.

[Aaand click, he shuts it off before it gets even more awkward.]