05-07-2020, 12:14 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-07-2020, 09:51 PM by Warringkingdoms.)
[font=trebuchet ms]/tw: people burning alive in italicized portion
Rin had searched both the sea town and the mountain camp for Videogames and Felicity, several times, and had found neither of them. Losing track of the two of them was particularly unfortunate considering the potential they'd shown, but perhaps they'd find their way back eventually. If they hadn't come back within the next week, she'd send a search party after them, but in either case someone needed to invite the Typhoon to the festival- and she wasn't sure either of them had done it yet. Walking up to the sandbar that led to the island, Rin checked over her shoulder to make sure Play was there, then set out onto the railway.
As she progressed along the railway and the island came into clearer view, however, it became increasingly apparent that something had happened. She remembered there being an unexplained quake of sorts the other day, but this- the land split open at the seams, fallen trees strewn about like pine needles, debris everywhere... this was no ordinary quake.
In fact, it almost looked like-
A wave of blinding light.
Screams echo around her, the earth scorching beneath her paws as death bears down on them.
A shockwave sweeps over them. There is no saving any of it- concrete and steel collapsing under the impact, mountains crumbling, creatures turning to cinders in the span of seconds.
She blinks, and before her is the skeleton of what had once been a proud clan, reduced to ashes and bone.
She sinks her claws into the sand.
Rin jolted, the gritty sensation of wet sediment under her paws bringing her back to reality. "Not the city," she murmured, the words spilling thoughtlessly from her mouth. It was true- this wasn't the city- but that didn't make this any better.
It's alright as long as you're not the one burning, isn't it?
Shrinking back, Rin lowered her eyes to the ground. Her paws trembled under the weight they carried, wisps of smoke slipping out from underneath her bandages. Smoke. Where there's smoke, there's fire. She shook her head. Don't deny it. You could have prevented all of this. Her eyes drew images atop the smoke's lines- images of faces, snarling, begging. It's not okay. This is not okay.
"...One," she whispered, fixing her gaze upon the railroad tie in front of her. Lifting her head slightly to stare at the next tie, then the next, then the next, she counted, "Two. Three. Four." She had to stabilize. She was of no use when she was unstable. She had to keep it together, just for once.
/tl;dr: Rin's on the railways leading to the island and freaking out, Play's next to her
/ [member=2426]Playerone Kennedy[/member]
/also gonna go ahead and link the actual event here
Rin had searched both the sea town and the mountain camp for Videogames and Felicity, several times, and had found neither of them. Losing track of the two of them was particularly unfortunate considering the potential they'd shown, but perhaps they'd find their way back eventually. If they hadn't come back within the next week, she'd send a search party after them, but in either case someone needed to invite the Typhoon to the festival- and she wasn't sure either of them had done it yet. Walking up to the sandbar that led to the island, Rin checked over her shoulder to make sure Play was there, then set out onto the railway.
As she progressed along the railway and the island came into clearer view, however, it became increasingly apparent that something had happened. She remembered there being an unexplained quake of sorts the other day, but this- the land split open at the seams, fallen trees strewn about like pine needles, debris everywhere... this was no ordinary quake.
In fact, it almost looked like-
A wave of blinding light.
Screams echo around her, the earth scorching beneath her paws as death bears down on them.
A shockwave sweeps over them. There is no saving any of it- concrete and steel collapsing under the impact, mountains crumbling, creatures turning to cinders in the span of seconds.
She blinks, and before her is the skeleton of what had once been a proud clan, reduced to ashes and bone.
She sinks her claws into the sand.
Rin jolted, the gritty sensation of wet sediment under her paws bringing her back to reality. "Not the city," she murmured, the words spilling thoughtlessly from her mouth. It was true- this wasn't the city- but that didn't make this any better.
It's alright as long as you're not the one burning, isn't it?
Shrinking back, Rin lowered her eyes to the ground. Her paws trembled under the weight they carried, wisps of smoke slipping out from underneath her bandages. Smoke. Where there's smoke, there's fire. She shook her head. Don't deny it. You could have prevented all of this. Her eyes drew images atop the smoke's lines- images of faces, snarling, begging. It's not okay. This is not okay.
"...One," she whispered, fixing her gaze upon the railroad tie in front of her. Lifting her head slightly to stare at the next tie, then the next, then the next, she counted, "Two. Three. Four." She had to stabilize. She was of no use when she was unstable. She had to keep it together, just for once.
/tl;dr: Rin's on the railways leading to the island and freaking out, Play's next to her
/ [member=2426]Playerone Kennedy[/member]
/also gonna go ahead and link the actual event here
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