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Uki666[OP]
08.01.2021 02:10
LinkYour OF takes your friend, Ivan, to the beach, forgetting he can't swim. He was wading in the shallow water while you were out swimming. suddenly a HUGE wave crashes over the both of you. You were fine, but Ivan was gone. You look around, unable to see him. You then hear a scream from deeper in. You look in the direction of the scream to see Ivan drowning, gasping for breath-
Uki666[OP]
08.01.2021 02:13
LinkOC*
Oh and there weren't any lifeguards nearby
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faron:*in his mind* god damn it!...*he swims down to ivan as fast as he can puts his arm out till he can grab it*..
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faron:*he trys not to use his sealing mark to help him*...*mind* **** IT!*he uses the sealing mark to grab ivan and tps back on land*...
Faron:*he chuckled*..y-you think i-im d-dead?....i-i just used t-too much o-of t-the m-mark...
Faron:o-ok i guess so.. *he trys to get up and looks at his arm*...
faron:y-yeah anyways l-lets just-...*his eyes turned black and he collapsed*..
faron:*the mark on faron was trying to break his demon out*.....
faron:*he woke up screaming in pain while the mark on his arm trys to get his demon out* AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!
faron: *he was growling but it was not normal it was way to deep*...
faron: *his eyes slit as he tried to attack ivan*...*he growls*..
faron: *he scratches ivans eye and runs out of the room running into the dark part of the woods*...
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Azul:*being an octopus he quickly grabbed him, and tried to swim up*
Azul:*he pulled him close and put his mouth on Ivan’s, giving him air*
Azul: I know.. but it’s going to be ok... you won’t go back there again... *he held him*
Azul:*he took him to his house, and carried him inside*... there.. it’s ok.
Azul: hey.. are you ok? What’s wrong? *he cuddles him, rubbing his back*
Azul: hey- *he grabbed his shoulder * I would never let you drown. I know you almost died.. it’s scary,. But I will always save you. Now.. take a deep breath...and gently let it out...
Azul:*he got up and got some from the fridge * here you go. I’ll make you some warm milk with honey later ok?
Azul:*he got a blanket and wrapped him up in it like a burrito * owo
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Azul : ok. *he carried hi to his bed, here, I’ll go sleep on the couch ^^
Carlos didn't fear death.
He'd seen it in shows, movies - even books; each time, it was presented as something grand and majestic; as something one has no control over, and as something one should fear, as its consequences are too big and spread for one to comprehend.
He had disagreed with all of that. He had scoffed and turned away, with a smug expression and a smirk.
A smaller, yet still as strong wave hit him as he opened his mouth and tried, with all his might, to grab at least one gulp of air, before screaming Ivan's name in desperation and regret.
His head was grabbed and forced to look at death in the eye.
After inhaling with tears in his eyes, he swam down and looked. There was Ivan, grasping at the water as if it would save him. He couldn't help but to swim towards him and try to grab his arm.
They were sinking. They were sinking and there was no escape. The water had swallowed them, and it wasn't yet over.
He failed to grab Ivan's arm. He failed to be there to support him, even after all he'd promised to do as a friend.
Was it his own arrogance? Was it their own mistake?
He saw as Ivan struggled. How he struggled to live.
He felt himself trembling, even underwater, as he finally felt coldness and pressure; a pressure he hadn't felt before, as it coupled with regret, pain and anger.
His breath was running out. He wasn't good at holding his breath. He had lost a contest when he was a kid - a simple contest of five year olds. He had lost it, does it mean he's going to lose this one too?
He swam down, chasing Ivan's body as the latter sunk further into the dark. His eyes burned. So did his nose.
He caught up to him once again, and, in a frail attempt at a grab, he reached out his hand.
He felt a grip. Carlos could jump in relief, if they weren't in such a situation.
It felt like a smile creeped up on him. He couldn't stop the wave of relief that brought him. He looked upwards. They'll swim towards the surface now, even if it looked to be so far away. They'll be safe.
He couldn't hear anything. His eardrums felt like they bursted, but he didn't see any blood.
He drove his thoughts away, and swam towards the surface.
It was a slow swim. Slow, filled with pain and the need to breath. His lungs felt like they couldn't anymore. His eyes felt like they were about to close.
In a pathetic, weak, and useless flinch, he was forced to breathe.
Water went inside his nose, and as he opened his mouth for a desperate attempt at grabbing air, it broke through his throat and went to his lungs. He tried to cough, but only more water came in as he swam upwards.
He needed to keep swimming. Keep swimming.
But his limbs felt weak. They felt slow. They weren't this slow before. He panicke
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He felt Ivan's grip, yet he didn't. It felt like it was all so far away. His eyes were closed.
He drifted off. He didn't feel pressure, nor the coldness of the water. It was as if it caressed him; it wanted to embrace him.
Did he ever fear death?
He couldn't answer that question. Death is scary. It's something one should fear. But when the time comes, should one be so fearful?
Should he be fearful and suspicious of this embrace? Should he deny it, and never look back?
He looked at the water, and it looked back at him. The water smiled, and spread its arms.
Carlos stood there. He felt light in his eyes, but he didn't want it.
The water was waiting for him. He walked, and walked, with a stumble and a sway. But that didn't stop him. He spread his arms, and the water got closer.
In the end, he was grateful for death, as all feelings and worries left him.
It was en embrace. A precious, loving embrace. He didn't feel Ivan's grip anymore.
He thanked Ivan in his head, and his thoughts st
Ivan tried to swim faster, his adrenaline going away and starting to sink again.
It was right /there/, he could feel the warmth of the sun on his face, the feeling of fresh air in his lungs.
He couldn't get there in time.
His eyes teared up, he could feel it in the water, as he looked down at Carlos.
He couldn't let his friend down. He just couldnt.
Ivan bit his lip, kicking his legs ferociously as he finally reached the surface, taking deep breaths as he pulled Carlos up as well. He swam to the land, and pulled Carlos into the sand.
"C'mon, Buddy." He pleaded. "Wake up. Please."