01-01-2020, 10:49 PM
There was slow moving water about him. Ice cold, biting at his paws. It was the only place Piers could focus, his paws shoved deep into an ice cold puddle and his wide, wide ocean blues focused on it. Focus, he said to himself, time and time again. But the ringing in his ears didn't leave, the shock, the standard hyperventilation causing him to definitely not focus. There was a clock, ticking inside of him. Time, time slipping through his freezing toes.
BANG. BANG.
The dull thuds of the battle between Aurum and his father made his jaw clench. He cried out, his paw slapping the water. He pushed away suddenly, running further away. Snap, tick, tock. Constant, in his mind, like a driving force. A hum of a heartbeat, the working joints of a machine, pounding at their task, driven by a constant and supplied power. His paws, drumming on the ground. He didn't bother to open his eyes until the dull crashes of the forest battle was far, far away. He slid in the dust, right in front of the crater in the territory.
Warning bells rang in his head, chiming and humming in time with the machine. Something tasted bitter in his mouth. Indiana's words- "Don't go to the crater.". Everyone knew this. Yet, Piers' paws touched at the earth just over the edge of the crater, and he waded down into it. The rough ground, rocks sticking up here and there. His breathing tightened, skin crisping and burning. It felt like he was touching acid, paws twisting and bones cracking. It would be dark before Piers managed to claw his way back out of the pit.
His left paw, slamming down on the edge and hauling most of his body up, wasn't flesh. Most of his back, his tail, his ribs on his left side- it was all metal. Not smooth. It was scarred, twisted. Painted here, chipped there. It wasn't a good sight. A mutation more then an added useful tool. His breathing was rough, body shaking. His blue eyes seemed to have the color drained from them. They were barely blue anymore, a stone grey facing whoever spoke to him.
Was this even Piers, they had to ask?
// tl:dr; he went to the crater and now he's PHASE TWO
BANG. BANG.
The dull thuds of the battle between Aurum and his father made his jaw clench. He cried out, his paw slapping the water. He pushed away suddenly, running further away. Snap, tick, tock. Constant, in his mind, like a driving force. A hum of a heartbeat, the working joints of a machine, pounding at their task, driven by a constant and supplied power. His paws, drumming on the ground. He didn't bother to open his eyes until the dull crashes of the forest battle was far, far away. He slid in the dust, right in front of the crater in the territory.
Warning bells rang in his head, chiming and humming in time with the machine. Something tasted bitter in his mouth. Indiana's words- "Don't go to the crater.". Everyone knew this. Yet, Piers' paws touched at the earth just over the edge of the crater, and he waded down into it. The rough ground, rocks sticking up here and there. His breathing tightened, skin crisping and burning. It felt like he was touching acid, paws twisting and bones cracking. It would be dark before Piers managed to claw his way back out of the pit.
His left paw, slamming down on the edge and hauling most of his body up, wasn't flesh. Most of his back, his tail, his ribs on his left side- it was all metal. Not smooth. It was scarred, twisted. Painted here, chipped there. It wasn't a good sight. A mutation more then an added useful tool. His breathing was rough, body shaking. His blue eyes seemed to have the color drained from them. They were barely blue anymore, a stone grey facing whoever spoke to him.
Was this even Piers, they had to ask?
// tl:dr; he went to the crater and now he's PHASE TWO
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LEND ME YOUR HAND AND
WE'LL CONQUER THEM ALL
[size=9pt]BUT LEND ME YOUR HEART AND I'LL JUST LET YOU FALL —— INFO
WE'LL CONQUER THEM ALL
[size=9pt]BUT LEND ME YOUR HEART AND I'LL JUST LET YOU FALL —— INFO