59 - Action/Phone

[ceasetoexist]

[Action; Locked to 502 Ricardo]

[Well. Someone's pissy and annoyed after last night's dream. And because of that? Pokey is loud as hell as he gets up and storms off to the kitchen, somehow making a mess as he prepares a bowl of cereal for breakfast. Just fuming.]

[Phone]

Oh wow you morons put two and two together. Guess what? The town is probably brainwashing you idiots into thinking people aren't here. Whatever we were promised, we didn't get zip. I can't speak for anyone else but, uh, I'm legit. So stop running around like morons acting like anyone here is a clone or something.

[Action, Around Town]

[Pokey is busing running around like a moron, trying to search out the people he knows and see who was or wasn't replaced. So far? He isn't happy about the results, and he's busy hustling through the streets pushing over anyone in his way to see who's still here.

Picky? Slugger? Yeah, he'll also be heading for both your houses soon.]

[OOC: Pokey's been erased, so he'll seem like one of those doppelgangers yep.]

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[hispalette.livejournal.com]

[and there's Red, sitting outside the comic book store with his back pressed against the wall, watching people go by as he hugs his knees. all things considered, he doesn't look nearly as sad as one might expect; just anxious and more than a little uneasy. some of that dissipates as soon as he sees Pokey.]

Pokey!

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Pokey turns to the voice. Okay. Yes. Someone still recognizes him, and this time it'll probably be someone who-

No. Yet again, Pokey feels the clawing sensation in his gut that he's looking at a clone, at a fake, and he tries to shut it down. To tell it to shut up. After having run into so many by this point, he's getting the hang of it. But that doesn't mean he doesn't still having a sense of unease creeping up on him.

He cautiously moves forward.]

Red. Hey.

....You had the dream too, huh?

[hispalette.livejournal.com]

[- and for just a minute, something in him falters right when Pokey looks over at him. he can't put a name on the feeling, and if you asked him point blank right now why he's feeling his skin crawling at the very sight of the other boy's eyes on him (those intrusive, filthy eyes that don't seem natural in the very least), he wouldn't be able to tell you. muted as his relief was moments ago, it seems like it's just about dissipated for now.]

Yeah. [slowly, he rises to his feet.] Has everyone realized what's going on yet?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Pokey looks to the side a minute. It helps to not have to look. Or at least it keeps away the mounting feeling of disgust he has when he looks over at Red.]

Think so. It's the same old bullcrap with the town, with it trying to get us pissed at each other and then putting everything back to normal.