[Lucas is in the park doodling in his notebook and doing nothing in particular when something catches his attention out of the corner of his eye. He half-turns. And stares.
His first thought is a Porky-bot, but the person was too thin. His next thought was some kind of deaging machine having gotten Pokey, but again. Too thin. ..............What was going on?
Picky may eventually notice the blonde boy staring in some measure of confusion and trace amounts of horror.]
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His first thought is a Porky-bot, but the person was too thin. His next thought was some kind of deaging machine having gotten Pokey, but again. Too thin. ..............What was going on?
Picky may eventually notice the blonde boy staring in some measure of confusion and trace amounts of horror.]