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Basically this is just an RP journal for the Lucca the GREAT. Gratias Multas to Squaresoft for this lovely character! If you want to read about the true madness that is behind Lucca please feel free to head on over to  devimalevolse . Lastly... you can build a robotic head that responds to emotions and has working 'muscles' and such as well as the appearance of a human face for under $400.
This journal is part of a non-profit roleplaying community and is not intended to be taken literally as the character portrayed. I am in no way associated with the owners of the intellectual property the character belongs to. No copyright infringement is intended, nor do I pretend to own any part of said property, trademarks or characters. This journal may be subject to permanent suspension without notice at the request of the real person, trademark holder, copyright owner or agent thereof.
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| "Just what the LO~VE doctor ordered." Log #000005 |
[06 Jun 2003|02:33pm] |
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Log Start (#000005)--- |_0\/3 5|-|4{|<
10101011111100000100
"Just what the LO~VE doctor ordered." is what the rotund old pervert said. Me and Marle met this apparition in the hall on our way out to get some sustenance. He was rather brash about us 'spending the night' with him, when we were escaping from this madman Marle ran into this foreign girl who goes by the name of Kid. She looked at me awfully strangely, but then so do most people. *insert patented Lucca laugh of morphic resonance here* After we did our introductions the apparition started coming forth to us and exclaiming all kinds of bizarre things in third person. Apparently this man calls himself 'The Don'... the Don of what? He dresses like a pimp when he's not in his janitorial clothing, and uhm... this guy has access to our DORMS. Ahhh, I swear... the strangest people we got around here... his strangeness is on such a level it defies the laws of physics. Anyway, Kid who joined our party at this point wanted to escape the smothering of The Don. He acted up so much and came for us that she decided to take matters into her own hands with her huge stabbing device. She pursed him down the hall and came very close to slicing the poor bastard's throat. I tried to reason with her not to, but then I just couldn't help myself and I started laughing at the whole strangeness of the situation. Well! I think my efforts actually stopped her, because she stopped about a few feet from him and turned around saying, "He ain't worth the time to clean my dagger." which is very true. I believe that she decided on her own, my influence was probably a little of a shove but I'm not going to take any credit. After all.... I was laughing hysterically right after I stated my logical terms. Me, Marle, and Kid are heading to the Chocobo Grill right now and Marle mentioned something about the arcade. I have a paranoid suspicion that 'The Don' might be even more persist then at first glance, this should prove more trouble then expected. Ahh but oh well, these experiences make life a little more fun. Like when my inventions explode every once in awhile! We learn from these experiences. Besides, he's more after Marle and Kid then me. *muffles her laugh* Well, I should be going now. We're almost there. I guess my voice recording memoir system works fine. I'm using my phone as the medium for it as of now. Did you like the opening line? That was 'The Don' himself, I guess he calls me the 'Love Doctor'. I don't think so... I think that man has a little too much soul to give if you know what I mean.
Log End (#000005)
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| Last Night Was A Night To Remember Log #000004 |
[27 May 2003|03:00pm] |
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Log Start (#000004)--- /\/\00|\||_|+ |>4|>\+`|`
10010101010101111110
Last night was a night to remember for sure. I went to my first dorm party at this school. Let me tell you something... it SURE was INTERESTING. To say the least... *mischevious smirk* Marle ordered my everso effecient ass downstairs to the dorm party which I believe some of the students in my Experimental Biology class hosted. There was drunkeness, there was transvestites, there was singing... and then mysteriously just about everyone passed out. Toma got shoved into the bathroom with Alfador, and Alfador scratched on the door on the other side to be let in. Sydney, Citan, and me were the only 'rational' ones there. Marle... well she had a bit too much cider! I had to drag her dead weight all the way to the elevator near the front. Good thing I had some Jolt... it was a bit of a task! I didn't really talk to Citan as I left and I feel kind of bad for it, I saw him talking to Sydney and I didn't want to interrupt so I just dragged her Highness out. The inferior device I had with me didn't get set off or anything. What a shame... but there's always next time. When Marle finally woke up she noticed the LEM, who couldn't notice it's goddess-like beauty? I was playing Parappa, because I actually was caught up on EVERYTHING. That's a strange game, and it doesn't have good response... I beat the first level miraculously. When I was on the Driving stage with the moose that's when Marle woke up and saw me carrying on about it. She inquired a bit and then took the controller away from me and beat the level on cool. I shall avenge you....you infernal defunct malevolent garish game you! *sighs* I must recover my dignity, maybe I'll try that dancing one I got... Bust A Move if I remember correctly? Well, I've got class in a little bit so I shall free you from my rambling.
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| Testing, testing! Log #000003 |
[18 May 2003|07:46pm] |
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Log Start (#000003)--- |_;|=3 ;5 4 +35+ 0|= \/\/;|_|_
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Testing, testing! *the camera angle shifts a little* Oh! You infernal thing, and it's recording... *the camera is adjusted and the angle is now proper*. Good evening all of my faithful viewers. This is quite a landmark, because this is actually the beta of this camera journal program. It seems to be working properly but I'll need to make quite a few more adjustments. I don't plan on making anymore camera devices at the moment, I think I'll stick with what I have. Anyway, my Superior project is in it's second phase. It's going well and should be VERY functional soon. As I said before my Inferior project is finished and is more of some prototype for another project I've been thinking about. It's compact and has a 240 driver in it and a mini woofer. Hahaahah! It's very alarming, as you noted in Log #000002. Aside from my projects... school is going well, and my instructor keeps on calling me Lucavi even though I keep on correcting him. All my classes are going well, and I bet most of you have noticed my arrogance about my genius! Ahahah well in my Kabuki class they also teach how to be more feminine and such. It's quite a test of wills for me. I must dumb down my true self and it pains me so. Oh well! Maybe people won't even notice who it is because I'll act so differently in class. These glasses give me away, though. It's ignorant to think that anyone wouldn't notice the Great LUCCA! *smirk* I've gotten a visitor recently, they remembered me! I haven't really seen Marle though, I talked to her on the phone and such... she must have a clique she hangs out with already. It's highly possible since she's so sociable. I hope she doesn't bring a huge pile of people up here, I don't mean that in an antisocial way... I mean that they'd scope out my ultra cool gadgetry and they'd probably over use it. *sigh* Well, I've plenty of gold to pay for it. I shouldn't complain, everything's going well. I hope Marlene is doing well, and I'd love to see Alfador again. That reminds me... *she scribbles some notes down on a paper near her* There. Well I'd better get off and work on more important things even though they are mostly near completion.
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| I am the science Queen. Log #000002 |
[07 May 2003|08:42pm] |
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Log Start (Log #000002)--- /-\|_|{3
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I am the science Queen, I can do anything. Actually, it seems I can't even leave the dorm building now. I was walking out of my room to go to the Solaris building and while I was walking I passed this quiet girl named Marlene. While I was walking, it HIT me! Now I am retrying one of my famous projects. My outburst seemed to disturbed Marlene so I apologized, and we started talking. Then all of a sudden a purple cat appears and starts talking to us. I thought the poor girl was going to faint because she'd never seen the likes of a talking magical cat. I haven't either... but I am very curious. We proceeded to talk to it and just as I thought, it was Magus' kitty. Alfador was it's name, and it told me about another dimension where the Palace of Zeal exists.... ruled by a different Queen. How in the world could...? Well, I'll figure it out eventually. I STILL haven't gotten my classes straightened out, it's bothering me to no end. I feel like Alice in the middle of this bizarre Wonderland, but I bet Miss Marlene feels this more then I do. I'll talk to her if I see her in the halls and ask how she's doing. I think I might have disturbed her though. That's strange... I haven't even seen the slightest hint of Marle around, she must be out with some friends. She's very sociable. I get the room to myself to work on my project! My inferior project I was working on earliar is finished. The voice has been downloaded. Now to move onto my superior experiment. I hope it goes through, my hypothosis seems truthful. Even if everything does go through... oh... I can't even say it. It's probably going to bring more trouble then it's worth since some people have access. I've got so much on my mind. I'm surprised I can even concentrate so well on one thing. I'd better get to work immediately. DFJKSAO Damn IT! I set the inferior project off, that was really startling.
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| It's been quite a ride. Log #000001 |
[06 May 2003|11:33pm] |
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Log Start (Log #000001)--- 3|\||) 0|= +;/\/\3
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It's been quite a ride, indeed. I've finally made it to the college SSU, as everyone calls it. All the way from Truce to here is quite the long journey, but I'm happy to be here. I will make my parents even more proud of me and of course be a sound investment for them. I can't wait to start classes and work til' I faint from exhaustion. I will make my instructors proud. This place is huge for me, but not exactly on a grandoise scale. I didn't take any time to find the Administration Office and recieve my dorm assignment. Looks like I'll be sharing a room with Marle! Princess Nadia herself. I'm thankful that my roommate is someone I actually know, instead of some alien person whom I just met. Royalty are very interesting people. I wonder if she or the Administrators for that matter... would mind if I spiffed up the room a little? Give it that touch of home. I do miss home, but my education is the absolute key. Speaking of which, I wonder what classes are available? I need to look more at the schedule. There's a lot of stairs here, and there's a few elevators too. This place is 6 stories tall. I prefer the stairs, a nice workout gives me more energy to study. I've been in pretty good shape thanks to beating up on Gato. That reminds me... note to self- Even though there are no pets allowed how about a robotic maid?-End note. I also don't like elevators because what if you get stuck in it with someone you don't like, or some kind of pervert? I know that's impolite of me... but ahaha I'd better stop now. I found it logical that the men's dorms are located at the bottom floor and the women's at the top. I believe that most certainly the men would chase after the women up here when they were done with classes... let me explain clearer: If the women had to run downstairs they'd probably kill themselves from falling down flights of stairs. Running up is tricky too, but at least you can save yourself some way. I'm wasting time rambling utter nonsense. I need actual work. I think I'll look at the class schedules now.
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