Distorted Miracles (Thundy)

Quint
Retired Staff

[M:4320]

658 POSTS
last seen Aug 7, 2014 15:08:30 GMT -5

q u i n t

Distorted Miracles (Thundy) Sept 8, 2009 23:03:55 GMT -5

Quote

Post by Quint on Sept 8, 2009 23:03:55 GMT -5

Scamp Anderson

I hadn't planned my death this way, okay? So I guess last time you saw me, I jumped off a cliff with Myla into the depths of Ocean. But I guess you couldn't have gotten rid of us that easily. Whether we liked it or not.

So we survived the jump. Wierd, but somewhat relieved that my death wasn't meant to be and that I still had more time to live. I literally threw myself out of the water and thrashed for air. Sweet air.

"MYLA!!!!!!!!!!"

I looked through the water for her. Finally, a figure brushes past me and I yank it up. Myla. Unconscious. I drag her to what little there is of shore. Possibly 4 feet of sand lying below the cliff.

She's in my arms and I give her mouth to mouth. I continue to breath. Hoping to hear her sweet voice once again...

When you look into an abyss, the abyss also looks into you.

[/size][/i]

Sunrise Rainier D2 // [Thundy]
Retired Staff

6,346 POSTS
Pronouns: He/Him
last seen Nov 17, 2023 15:15:56 GMT -5

cozy, queer af

Distorted Miracles (Thundy) Sept 8, 2009 23:44:06 GMT -5

Quote

Post by Sunrise Rainier D2 // [Thundy] on Sept 8, 2009 23:44:06 GMT -5

The falling wasn't so bad, Myla realized as she plummeted towards what she figured would be her death. The summer air had been warm when she jumped, and it almost felt nice. It was a wierd feeling, enjoying the fact that you were about to die. She had no thoughts of fear, and she was glad that Scamp was falling beside her.

What in the world was wrong with her mind? Just before she hit the water, every feeling of fear and sadness and everything she felt right then, and she screamed before she hit the water. Maybe this was not the best idea.

The water felt like a concrete wall as she hit it, and she didn't even have time to breath. Immediately water filled her lungs, and she was struggling. Panicking, she tried to inhale air but all that filled her lungs was cool water. She struggled there for several more moments until her head hit a stray rock in the water, and everything went black.

She saw her sister. No, something was wrong. Not only was she looking at her sister, but she was also looking at herself and Scamp too. If she was seeing them.. then was she dead? That seemed the most logical explanation, but why would she be looking at herself? It didn't make any sense. It was peaceful, and the Myla that she saw was smiling. Was that possible?

Myla's eyes slowly opened up to the bright light from the sun,and she coughed up water.She kept having her fits of coughing for several minutes, before she realized what was actually going on.She snapped back into reality, and realized that Scamp was gazing down at her with an extremely worried expression on his face, and he was soaking wet.

She tried to think about what happened, but her thoughts were a mess and she could barely think straight. Why was she soaking wet, and why was she at the ocean?

Then it hit her, everything that happened.The first thing that Myla did was mutter a curse word. Her voice was hoarse from coughing, but that didn't stop her. She looked up at Scamp, and asked quietly,her voice weaker then it had ever been,"I didn't really want to die anyways." A few tears escaped her, and she flung her arms around Scamp, even though the both of them were still soaking from the water. It didn't really matter. He was alive. She was alive. They were together, and that was what mattered the most.

[/size]

Last Edit: Sept 8, 2009 23:49:37 GMT -5 by Sunrise Rainier D2 // [Thundy]

warehouse

Quint
Retired Staff

[M:4320]

658 POSTS
last seen Aug 7, 2014 15:08:30 GMT -5

q u i n t

Distorted Miracles (Thundy) Sept 13, 2009 18:30:24 GMT -5

Quote

Post by Quint on Sept 13, 2009 18:30:24 GMT -5

Scamp Anderson

"I didn't really want to die anyways."

“Yeah, suicide is way overrated.” I chuckled and embraced her in my arms. I got up from my knees and brushed off the sand and seaweed that I got tangled in through my little swim.

“So what now?” What were we supposed to do? Another attempt? Go back to District 12? It had been about 7 months since we had left the wanderer side of life.

What had come upon our old guild of rebels? We were what Panem stood for? And we’d never die because there was always someone who believed?

After Haven sacrificed herself in the explosion that killed her and I killed Caden, I’d been debating whether I did the right thing. Whether I was a murderer or a hero? A savior or a antagonist? A hero or a villain?

I didn’t know where I stood in all this? But I did know one thing. That I’d hunt down the Capitol and destroy every last one of them until I dropped dead from my own bare hands.

But once again, came the question. What now? The horrible question that came up after something big happened.

What would happen if the Capitol ultimately defeated us? What would happen if we won? What would we do after that? Celebrate?

It’s a simple, yet deep question. What now? It would haunt me forever and I’d know it. Once this is all over. Once the Capitol won or the Uprising won.

This was going to end. This had to to end. Because if it didn’t, what would happen? What would become of us? What would we do? What would they do? What would happen to the wanderers? The Uprising? Myla? Her sister? Me? Us?

What now?

Last Edit: Sept 13, 2009 18:57:49 GMT -5 by Quint

When you look into an abyss, the abyss also looks into you.

[/size][/i]

Sunrise Rainier D2 // [Thundy]
Retired Staff

6,346 POSTS
Pronouns: He/Him
last seen Nov 17, 2023 15:15:56 GMT -5

cozy, queer af

Distorted Miracles (Thundy) Sept 13, 2009 22:12:57 GMT -5

Quote

Post by Sunrise Rainier D2 // [Thundy] on Sept 13, 2009 22:12:57 GMT -5

“Yeah, suicide is way overrated.” He said with a laugh, and Myla managed a shaky laugh as well. Why had they even decided upon suicide in the first place? It had seemed like a good idea at the time, dying together. But why did they have to die?

They didn't, really. Right then, Scamp asked the question that was weighing on her own mind as well. “So what now?”

Myla thought for a moment and looked around. They had many options, it seemed, but what should they do?

They could go back to District 12, but that thought was repulsive. District 12 had nothing for them but starvation and rules. They could go back and find what was left of The Uprising, but goodness knows what happened to it. They could just wander around and avoid all civilization, but of course that would be hard.

She looked up at him, and of couse noticed that he smelled like seaweed. She wrinkled her nose a moment and smiled, before she spoke. "I don't know, what do you think? We could go back to District Thirteen..."

[/b] She stopped right there, because that would be a bad idea. Scamp had killed Caden.. he probably didn't want that memory back. "Wait, nevermind. What do you think?"[/b]

[/color][/center][/size]

warehouse

Quint
Retired Staff

[M:4320]

658 POSTS
last seen Aug 7, 2014 15:08:30 GMT -5

q u i n t

Distorted Miracles (Thundy) Sept 17, 2009 18:52:49 GMT -5

Quote

Post by Quint on Sept 17, 2009 18:52:49 GMT -5

“I don't know, what do you think? We could go back to District Thirteen.….wait, never mind. What do you think?" she said. I already knew why she stopped. Caden. The guy who died. No. Murdered. By me.

He had betrayed us, and Haven had paid the ultimate price. Caden had still haunted me in my sleep. His distorted body limping towards me. His arms blown off into bits until only veins hung out from his wrists. And his face. Always the face. It’s burned and scarred until his bulging eyes pop out with his brain. And then came Haven.

I can’t say that I had real relationship with Haven, but I guess you can consider it a mutual friendship. We hadn’t talked much. And back then, Myla hadn’t yet been a romantic option. I was the boy who had forced her to train me and she was the girl had been blackmailed to be my guide. Haven had been extremely attractive for wanderer or even Capitolite, but obviously too old for me.

We had an on-and-off relationship while living in District 12. There was days where we’d spend hours hugging and cuddling and there was days where we’d just not talk at all and brush past each other as we didn’t know each other. It was hard. Faking to be part of a family that perished long ago and to take shelter in the Grimme House.

But I guess we got through and now here we were. Sitting in a small layer of mushy sand that was barely big enough to carry us both and thinking about where we were going next. Now, my answer.

But first, her idea. Returning to District 13. Was it a good idea? Or would it just haunt me more? By the time I’d opened my mouth to talk, I’d made my decision. We’d return to the Uprising and see what’s going on. And who knows? Maybe I’ll get over my fear.

And then I repeated the same words Myla had told me right before we first left from my home to District 13, not but 1 year ago.

“That's actually not a bad idea.”

And off we went.

Last Edit: Sept 17, 2009 18:55:47 GMT -5 by Quint

When you look into an abyss, the abyss also looks into you.

[/size][/i]

Sunrise Rainier D2 // [Thundy]
Retired Staff

6,346 POSTS
Pronouns: He/Him
last seen Nov 17, 2023 15:15:56 GMT -5

cozy, queer af

Distorted Miracles (Thundy) Sept 18, 2009 19:01:39 GMT -5

Quote

Post by Sunrise Rainier D2 // [Thundy] on Sept 18, 2009 19:01:39 GMT -5

OOC: We should end this thread with that, if they're going to District Thirteen. We should probably start a thread there now and if they join the gang again, use their resumes again and make them members. Sound good?

P.S. I like the header. Hmm.. I wonder who made that for you..?

warehouse

Quint
Retired Staff

[M:4320]

658 POSTS
last seen Aug 7, 2014 15:08:30 GMT -5

q u i n t

Distorted Miracles (Thundy) Sept 18, 2009 20:12:38 GMT -5

Quote

Post by Quint on Sept 18, 2009 20:12:38 GMT -5

OCC: Agreed. Um..idk, some girl named Emily called Thundy. Not important as you though. XD. (btw, I was wondering if you can make 2 more: 1 for Dorian and 1 for a character who I'm gonna make once I get my laptop fixed.)

When you look into an abyss, the abyss also looks into you.

[/size][/i]