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Luke fon Fabre ([personal profile] sacred_flamer) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2013-04-15 06:54 pm

What Lies Beneath

Characters: [OU] Luke fon Fabre and YOU!
Setting: All over the Tower, event time.
Format: Starting prose; will match you.
Summary: Luke disappeared late, and reappeared late and in a horrifying condition... This will be a catch-all thread for Luke during the event. Please say what day you're running into him, in addition to the location.
Warnings: Some serious body horror, and the usual brain washing warnings for this event. Likely to be death by sound waves, which... yeah. If you can imagine something vibrating so hard it turns into a liquid, then you'll have an idea of how he'll be killing people when he goes berserk.

Dorm Floor: 03-14 - Awakening
If you happen to be passing by Room Fourteen on the third floor of the dorms, then you'll likely hear the scream of horror coming from inside. It sounds distorted and filtered however, like it's coming from a pair of speakers not meant to handle audio output that loud and high pitched. Heading into the room, the reason why quickly becomes apparent: there's a living instrument laying sprawled out on the bed that's supposed to be Luke's.

His body has become a hodge podge of various instruments, from horns to winds and strings to the strings themselves binding it all together. As he moves, you can see them drawing taunt, letting out soft notes with each little twitch of the elongated keys that are serving as fingers on his flute-like hands. They snap open and close as he fumbles about, his trombones for legs sliding as he struggles to figure out how movement works. His mouth is the only thing visible on what where his face is supposed to be, because the rest of it is covered by a massive phonograph funnel, blinding him to anything or anyone entering the room. Despite the fact that his mouth is open, no sound is coming out of there: the screaming is coming from the headphones at his neck, projecting loudly and crackling, trying to compensate for the massive sudden output of his horror.

Meadow Floor - Sanity
Sometime later, after someone gets Luke to calm down, he can be found at his favorite spot on the Meadow Floor; the same spot where he fought to get his friend back. That spot has a lot of meaning for him, and he's pretty sure not even Yu understands how much. That's why he's there now, "watching" his fingers flexing as if he had eyes, but really he was more perceiving the movement from the faint notes the strings made. It was weird; his hearing was so good now that he could almost name the notes let out when when he moved his fingers.

He continued flexing, trying to get a sense of each note, eventually picking up a rhythm, and... if anyone chose to peek in after that, they'd be able to hear that song that he always harps others about, but it doesn't sound... quite right as he's playing it. If anything it sounds really distorted, and not anything like what it's supposed to sound like...

Anywhere in the Tower - Mindless
Then there are the times where he is just like the others that have been taken in by the corrupted worker units. Problem is, he can't really... do much. He can't see, and he can barely feel, not to mention his fingers don't exactly have the dexterity of normal human hands.

What he does have is hearing, and it's becoming easier and easier for him to pick up on what the worker units of lower rank than him sound like when they move about on their tasks. It doesn't matter what rank they are when he stops them; he knows just how to get people to do what he wants, after all.

"Orders from the administrators," his voice says from the headphones at his neck, sounding completely flat, but definitely his voice. "I need assistance to complete my tasks."

Anywhere in the Tower - Insanity
...and then there are the times where there is nothing he can do against the madness.

If you're unfortunate to stumble on Luke while he's malfunctioning, it won't end well, for you or anyone in the vicinity. The headphones at his neck shut themselves off to protect themselves from the massive output that results when he comes across anyone that so much as twitches in the area, though you can still see his mouth moving as if he were screaming. The faintest intake of breath, the slightest movement; he can hear it all, and when he does, every single instrument that is his body will open up with a massive out pouring of sound. It's so powerful it rattles anything not tied down, and can break glass after a few seconds. After a few minutes, it could start busting eardrums... and worse...
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[personal profile] swordofzero 2013-04-18 04:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Suzaku nodded, surprised that the man had recognised him and saddened by the words. He hadn't thought to go and check on Lelouch's roommates after Lelouch had disappeared, he had been worried about Rolo, but hadn't thought of Luke.

"I apologise, I should have come and found you."
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[personal profile] swordofzero 2013-04-19 11:34 am (UTC)(link)
"It is no excuse, I should have checked on you." He nodded, and spoke, since the man couldn't see. "I did, I was not taken."
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[personal profile] swordofzero 2013-04-20 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
"I am." He agreed, and felt another surge of anger that this was happening again.

He blinked at the question, similar to what Rolo had asked, "What I did before he came, keep fighting. Hope that if we beat them we can bring those we've lost back."
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[personal profile] swordofzero 2013-04-22 09:06 am (UTC)(link)
A harder question, "We don't give up." Suzaku looked down, "We keep fighting even if it is futile, because if we give up then we give them permission to do what they like to us, it's either struggle even when it is futile or give up our right to... well everything."
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[personal profile] swordofzero 2013-04-24 11:17 am (UTC)(link)
"So do I." She shook his head, "Lelouch was the one who had all the plans." Every time Suzaku had came up with a plan it usually had gone wrong, badly.