ellroy
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Got a question for you. When you hung out with Lucas and he began his descent into the deep end, did you ever feel awkward just being around him? Did you ever feel like the other students shot you weird looks or did you just get uncomfortable on your own?Sent ; )
This image was taken in the spring/summer of 2011.
I'm not sure Lucas ever utilized a fursona in the classical sense. The conversations I had with him indicated that he just liked the porn which is ironic as he would often take exception to my mockery of furries by claiming that the community was about 'more than just sex'. As far as I know the 'Keffals' alias is the only one he's ever used with any consistency. The word is meant to be a combination of 'cock' and 'waffles' iirc. Now that I think about it he's been using it as a screen-name since before I ever met him. Anyone interested/talented in internet sleuthing might be able to find something interesting by taking a deeper dive investigating the 'Keffals' name.
Since I'm making another post I might as well clarify a few things I see coming up ITT:
1) Luke is not the product of infidelity. If you look at photos of pre-HRT Lucas and pictures of Kingsley the resemblance is pretty obvious. Catherine was a lethargic homebody without an ounce of charm or sex appeal. The idea of her having a successful affair and cuckolding King with an illegitimate child genuinely makes me laugh. Luke took the Sorrenti name because he's a disrespectful cunt who always identified with his mother and disdained his mild-mannered father. He might also dislike the 'Roberts' name as it has masculine air to it. He really is that crazy. When I last talked to Lucas he was actually going by the name 'Kaylie Roberts' making 'Clara Sorrenti' his third pseudonym, not his second. Well... that is unless you count T-girl Skye. Yuck.
2) A lot of people have expressed sympathy or pathos towards me for having had to deal with Lucas. I appreciate the sentiment and we did have some rough times towards the end but honestly the guy was a lot of fun to hang out with. For a young teen boy Luke's house was like the wild west. There was junk food, old videogames, and big couches to crash out on. You never had to clean up after yourself and his parents were gone a lot of the time. He had a fire pit with a bunch of old broken furniture to burn and his backyard ended where a forested landfill started so you could just walk off into the woods and do whatever. There were late night walks to mcdonalds and all kinds of stupid misadventures. When he threw the pudding into the fan I howled with laughter. That guy was my friend. But like most aspects of youth in the early 2000's he is dead and gone. Killed by a society that betrayed a generation. In his place sits a monster. Grotesque and abominable.
I don't think I can forgive the shallow shortsightedness of the community that took my friend from me and I suspect that I'll always have some amount of contempt for the audacious creature that tried to replace him. Not much more to say, really.
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