04-05-2018, 06:23 PM
I am yet surrounded by hulking, lurking bodies. They gawk and sneer and laugh and I laugh right back at them. They may know something that I don’t know, Yes, but that will not keep me from pretending to know what they know, or at least what I think that they think that they know. And so I laugh and laugh along with them as I make my way through the land of sluggish red water. My face is a stony mask of pure nothingness full of deception as I mask my worry expertly. (Never you mind that really I look like I am panting like an overworked cat with eyes balls trying to run away from each other!)
This is bad water. Bad, naughty water that tries to eat people. I saw it eat a squirrel once. All black and red this place is. Terrible.
Something speaks behind me, and I quickly turn to face it, nearly tripping and falling into a stream of naughty water. Alas another one has come to life. A wild grin splits my face and my head tilts sideways.
“Helllloooooo Jack.”
This beast is much prettier than the last one I came across, though it smells like smoke and ash where the last one smelled like pine and blood. And in one long step I am closer to the smoke-scented being, the odd grin never leaving my face.
”You’re pretty, Jack.” Suddenly my grin falls flat into a pout and my brows draw together. “But if you’re Jack, who am I?”
@[Wishbone]
This is bad water. Bad, naughty water that tries to eat people. I saw it eat a squirrel once. All black and red this place is. Terrible.
Something speaks behind me, and I quickly turn to face it, nearly tripping and falling into a stream of naughty water. Alas another one has come to life. A wild grin splits my face and my head tilts sideways.
“Helllloooooo Jack.”
This beast is much prettier than the last one I came across, though it smells like smoke and ash where the last one smelled like pine and blood. And in one long step I am closer to the smoke-scented being, the odd grin never leaving my face.
”You’re pretty, Jack.” Suddenly my grin falls flat into a pout and my brows draw together. “But if you’re Jack, who am I?”
@[Wishbone]