maybe there's nothing

[yougotthatwrong]

Characters: Makoto Naegi and OPEN
Setting: Dorm Floors
Format: bracketspam!
Summary: He's tired, he just wanted to sleep.
Warnings: Suicidal thoughts, possible death.

[Spring // Everywhere]
[Maizono-san left.

Again.

To him, this chilling rain fit his current mood all too well as he just stood there in the hallways, trudging through silently as he did nothing of sorts to even protect himself. In fact, he was too tired that the only thing he could do was to walk on and try to get his bearings together. February and March at this point, could go to hell for all he care- but that'd be too strong a word for him, hell.

But it's really fitting, since this tower could be comparable to that.

His thoughts were interrupted as he collapsed on a heap, exhaustion, hunger and the cold finally getting to him as he just lied there on the ground, looking as if he's about to die.]

Comments

[goldendays]

[Left, right, left, right, taking a stroll through the tower with Typhlosion, left, right, left, right. He steps over a bump in the road--why would you make bumps in the ground in a tower, he wonders--but wait! Something was off about that strange road block. His foot like sank in. Mud hill? He steps backward, up and over that "bump" again to investigate further.

Huh. It looks like a boy, but boys don't just lay on the ground like that, heck he's not even in a field or meadow where that sort of thing was okay, to sniff flowers and all that stuff.

Of course the only other solution Hibiki could think of is that this was an elaborately made log. With clothes and everything to look like a person! And if being on a journey taught him anything at all, logs are made for sitting.]

Man, Typhlo', this tower's got some pretty cool things sitting around around this place!

[yougotthatwrong]

...Can you please get off of me...?

[THE LOG SPEAKS!!!!!!]

[goldendays]

Huh? Did........did you just say something, Typhlosion?

[A swing and a miss.]

[yougotthatwrong]

Down...here...

[IT'S A GOOD THING THE WATER'S NOT PROBABLY THAT HIGH YET SO HE'S NOT DROWNING.]

[goldendays]

Huh? [He looks left and right, and then down; is the log talking?]

Hey! I didn't know logs could talk!

[yougotthatwrong]

I'm not a log, I'm a person...!

[He's going to try getting up now...!]