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divineluckfuckoff · 1 year
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Wake up... please...
I can tell someone is gonna cry. (If nobody cries I will, so I will be right)
Akira stared at it with a horrified look on her face. What the fuck. This-This wasn't supposed to happen. "Aaah... Aaaaah!" Chiemi let out in fear, her legs trembling. Yumeo clicked his tongue, looking away with a pained expression.
"...No..." Akira whispered, her vision slowly getting blurry. She was frozen in shock, she couldn't react properly. What? What kind of bullshit was this? What the fuck?
DING DONG BING BONG
"Everyone, it pains me to announce that a body has been discovered. Please, report to the kitchen."* Kou's voice was heard from the speakers. That made Akira snap back to reality.
Because, in the kitchen...
Was the body of Tomoya Morita, who had been drowned in the sink.
"TOMOYA!!"
Yumeo and Chiemi flinched when they heard Akira shout. The purple haired woman ran to Tomoya's body.
"TOMOYA!! T-Tomoya, come on, wake up, this is not funny!!" she pleaded as she shook the therapist's body, her voice filled with fesr and panic. This might have been the third time they have seen her like this. The first time was when Kou announced the killing game, and the second one was when the motives where announced.
"A-Akira..." Chiemi whimpered, watching the pathetic and unsuccessful attempts of the Internet sensation to try and wake up the therapist.
"No... Tomoya, come on..! Y-You told me... You told me we were all gonna escape! You told me no one would kill!" Akira cried out, a desperate smile on her face as her hands were set on the brunet's shoulders. "Y-You said... you said you loved me..!" she whispered the last part, tears streaming down her face. But Chiemi and Yumeo heard it perfectly. They could only watch as the Internet sensation cried, pathetically attempting to wake up the very mucn dead therapist as the others slowly entered the kitchen.
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divineluckfuckoff · 1 year
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Useless
"Ah..." Xander groaned, struggling to get out of under the rubble. Thankfully no bones were broken, but still, he felt pain through his whole body.
Just a few minutes ago he was laughing and playing around with his classmates. And then, an earthquake happened. A big one. The school suffered a lot of damages.
"Ow... Ow it hurts." he whined, wobbily getting up. He felt like his leg wasn't responding at all. But still, he pushed through to limp around.
"Where are... Where are the rest??" he questioned to himself, a sudden feeling of worry overwhelming him. He needed to find them, he needed to find his classmates. Just then, he saw a puddle of blood near a small mountain of rubble, and he could feel his face going pale. Limping towards it, he started removing the rubble to try and get out whoever was under there. It didn't prove to be a difficult task at all, as he still had plenty of strength.
"Come on! Almost there!" he mumbled as he saw a human hand. Although he should have known, he kept going until he felt his face morphing into one of fear.
No
No
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NO
"DAVID!" under the rubble was the motionless, cold body of David Chiem, not moving one inch. Xander checked to see if he had any pulse, but it was useless. He had been dead for a while. The rebel felt his eye water as he slowly pulled the blue haired boy out.
"David... No, please..." he choked out, hugging him. Why couldn't he protect him? Why didn't he wake up earlier? He could have saved him! He could have protected him!
Why was he so useless?
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divineluckfuckoff · 1 year
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Nightmare
Acevi acevi acevi acevi
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Why couldn't he feel his legs? No, most importantly, why couldn't he move his body? What was going on?
His blurry vision and ringing ears didn't help the situation at all, he could hardly make out what was in front of him or hear anything at all. All he could feel was the numbness in his body.
He could distinguish a big blob of browm, someone calling for him. He has seen this shade of brown earlier. Where did he see it before? It was... It had to be someone he knew.
"L...e...vi...?" Before he knew it, he blurted out a name, the action felt almost robotically, his vision slowly becoming less foggy, the ringing in his esrs stopping. He could now see a familiar boy with light brown hair and blue eyes, looking at him with worry and despair.
"Ace!" The boy exclaimed.
"L-Le...vi..." he struggked to say "Where..."
"I don't know either, b-but don't worry ok? I'm going to get you out of where you are." Levi tl,d him with a nervous face. Ace couldn't understand what was going on. What did Levi mean by that?
He looked down. Down at the huge pile of rubble crushing his body, merely sparing his head and neck. He didn't have the energy to scream. He just felt... numb.
"Levi... My body, I... can't feel it at all..." he told the other. Levi's eyes widened as he quickly started removing the rubble from on top of the other.
"I-It's fine, just don't close your eyes, okay Ace?" Levi assured him. But Ace's brain did the opposite, his eyes were slowly closing. He doubted he would be awake for a while.
"Ace? Ace! Ace don't close your eyes!"
"ACE!"
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Ace gasped, quickly sitting up. What was that he just experienced? It felt real. So real.
But that's just how nightmares work, right?
Either way, he was glad that was not real at all. However, just to make sure of that, he moved his arms around, touching his chest, shoulders and legs. Yep, he didn't feel numb at all. That was a relief.
He looked to the side, seeing Levi completely asleep. His eyes fluttered shut, a small line of drool slowly falling from his mouth, limbs sprawled around the bed. The jockey stared at him for a moment. He then wiped the drool away before laying back down, burying his face on the taller's chest. Almost immediately, Levi wrapped his arms around Ace, like a robot obeying orders. Not like Ace minded, he felt much more safe like this.
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divineluckfuckoff · 1 year
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Discord can give a lot of inspiration, I have to say
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