Just voice testing a bit.

[dreplica.livejournal.com]

[Naturally, when you hear that particular Luke whine currently coming out of one long-haired brat, you have to wonder where the cheese is.]

[Bad jokes aside, Luke is currently flailing and having an outright hissy fit of epic proportions. What do you do?]

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[fononfailure]

[ BEAT IT WITH A STICK. ]

[ Or just watch with a bored expression, because damn kid, you've got a mouth on you. ]

[dreplica.livejournal.com]

[Aw, but the stick would have been funny!]

[Either way, Luke takes notice. CUE DRAMATIC POINT!]

You got a problem!?

[fononfailure]

[ Maybe if he keeps being stupid! ]

I've got plenty, but none with you unless you keep shouting.

[dreplica.livejournal.com]

[That can be arranged!]

Then go away!

[HANDWAVE; you are dismissed, peon.]

[fononfailure]

[ DAMN MAN, were they really the same person?! No wonder Asch had ideas about replica skewers. ]

Hmmmmmm, no. I'd rather hang around and see what's got Mister Fancypants' panties in a wad.

[auldrant-troll.livejournal.com]

[TROLL-TIEMZ!]

My, my, Evil Noble, did you eat more bugs than usual?

[Yeah, AU Evil Fonist Not-Jade doesn't know who Luke is. Tough luck, dreck.]

[dreplica.livejournal.com]

[...okay, that level of creepy!Jade gets Luke to stop really fast. Luke let out an awkward noise, jerking back a foot or two.]

Uh... Jade...?

[auldrant-troll.livejournal.com]

[WOULD EVERYONE STOP CALLING HIM THAT. ):< ]

Are you not the Evil Noble?

[dreplica.livejournal.com]

[...Evil Noble?]

Do I look evil to you?

[auldrant-troll.livejournal.com]

You look like you always do. As if Dr Reaper had forced you into one of his frilly pink suits again.

(1/3)

[guykaiser]

[It's probably not the kind of talent he'd ever admit to, but Guy would know that whine anywhere. Whether he's proud of that or not is debatable.]

[guykaiser]

[Of course, recognizing that whine means...

Guy's head drops a bit and he lets out a slightly awkward sigh.]

[guykaiser]

[And he's right into best friend mode.] Luke? What's wrong?

[dreplica.livejournal.com]

[Luke perks up slightly. Only slightly; it is just Guy, after all.]

Guuuuuuuuy. [Special whine, just for you.] I saw the worst thing ever!

[guykaiser]

[It really says something that he's doesn't even blink at the special whine and, instead, just gives Luke that kind smile of his.] Come on, it can't have been that bad; what was it?

[dreplica.livejournal.com]

I... I saw me... but it wasn't me...

[WIBBLE]

[inlonelyexile.livejournal.com]

[so, what happens when two long-haired lukes meet and start yelling]

Ughh... shut up!

[dreplica.livejournal.com]

Hey, don't tell me to shut up!

[inlonelyexile.livejournal.com]

If you weren't being so damn noisy, I wouldn't need to tell you to shut up!

[dreplica.livejournal.com]

You're the one being noisy!

[inlonelyexile.livejournal.com]

[yeah... no.]

What, did you damage your hearing from the volume of the crap that comes outta your mouth?

[flamefusion]

[ Oh god. He's sorely tempted to just... get the fuck away, but something told him he just couldn't leave the brat there. Ugh, FINE. ]

[ So have a decidedly different Luke watching you hissy fit up the place. He's got his shorter hair drawn up into a ponytail, a different outfit complete with cloak that covered his red wings, and... strapped over his shoulder, a shotgun. ]

[ Yup, different. ] What's your problem?

[dreplica.livejournal.com]

[Luke whirled and... paused. Because, seriously, what?]

What's your problem? Got lost on the way to the playhouse?

[flamefusion]

[ Talk about having hissy fits, this Luke's trying not to pout. Wow, what a jerk he was back then... ]

I don't have one; you're the one whining about whatever it is!

[dreplica.livejournal.com]

I saw something stranger than you. I'm allowed!