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towerofanimus2013-04-21 05:56 pm
wolfbat_captain) wrote in towerofanimus2013-04-21 05:56 pm
Entry tags:
Wave 3 | Aftermath - Open
Characters: Tahno and anybody!
Setting: Floor 90
Format: Prose to start, but I'll match you.
Summary: The Wolfbat King never thought he'd die, except maybe in a drunken coma. He can still feel the gears grinding through his entire body.
Warnings: Recounting a pretty gruesome death. Traumatized superstar athlete. Probably swearing.
Ten minutes. Ten minutes he couldn't move, and yet it felt like hours. He didn't know what to think. Did that kid break his neck and paralyze him? No, he had done more than that. He had torn through his skin and his bones and his insides and split him into... how many pieces?
How was he awake, then? Did the tower do something to bring him back?
He didn't know, and didn't care. When he could finally move again, he stumbled out of his room and began to wander the tower. He didn't know how high he'd climbed, but eventually his legs were about to give out, so he stopped on floor 90. The lagoon in the middle looked so refreshing. Water.
He almost ran and threw himself in, but before he hit the water, he saw the creatures inside. He didn't want to go in anymore. So he sat a few feet away with his knees to his chest and pulled out some water for himself. He held it on his hands, and didn't like how warm it was. He froze it, and then it hurt.
But it hurt in all the right ways
A moment later, he pulled more out of the pond until he could coat his whole torso in it. And then he lowered the temperature until it wasn't quite frozen. But it hurt.
Do you dare approach someone who feels so... lost?
Setting: Floor 90
Format: Prose to start, but I'll match you.
Summary: The Wolfbat King never thought he'd die, except maybe in a drunken coma. He can still feel the gears grinding through his entire body.
Warnings: Recounting a pretty gruesome death. Traumatized superstar athlete. Probably swearing.
Ten minutes. Ten minutes he couldn't move, and yet it felt like hours. He didn't know what to think. Did that kid break his neck and paralyze him? No, he had done more than that. He had torn through his skin and his bones and his insides and split him into... how many pieces?
How was he awake, then? Did the tower do something to bring him back?
He didn't know, and didn't care. When he could finally move again, he stumbled out of his room and began to wander the tower. He didn't know how high he'd climbed, but eventually his legs were about to give out, so he stopped on floor 90. The lagoon in the middle looked so refreshing. Water.
He almost ran and threw himself in, but before he hit the water, he saw the creatures inside. He didn't want to go in anymore. So he sat a few feet away with his knees to his chest and pulled out some water for himself. He held it on his hands, and didn't like how warm it was. He froze it, and then it hurt.
But it hurt in all the right ways
A moment later, he pulled more out of the pond until he could coat his whole torso in it. And then he lowered the temperature until it wasn't quite frozen. But it hurt.
Do you dare approach someone who feels so... lost?
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"Y-You!"
The water that had been on his body was quickly frozen and thrown into the lagoon like a raft. While he wasn't too keen on going into a lagoon with strange creatures in it, it was better than being crushed again. He jumped on and froze his feet in place to keep his balance.
"You wanna take on a Wolfbat this time, kid?!" He asked, letting his bending feel the water beneath him. "I've got the whole lagoon this time!"
With that and his perfect icing moves, he thought that this time, it could be different. Maybe. Still, his face betrayed him and he looked like a scared young boy rather than a champion pro-bender.
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"I'm not here to do anything. I...I'm just wanderin' the floors is all." He doesn't blame the other for being apprehensive at all. He doesn't blame the other at all for not wanting to be anywhere near him.
"I'm sorry though. For what happened." He shuffles from foot to foot, anxiously. "Look. If you want to get back at me, just fucking do it. It's not like I don't deserve it. I ain't here to do anything, but if you want revenge. Well, that's cool. I'm not gonna fucking hold it to you." He let's his arms drop. "I'm not gonna retaliate. I ain't even gonna run. What I did. That was fucked up as hell."