The Choice - Brian
11-12-2024, 08:21 AM
(This post was last modified: 11-12-2024, 08:25 AM by NPC. Edited 5 times in total.)
This is the last NPC post- since Brian is dead. RIP. . Feel free to continue this thread if you want, though it won't be rolled anymore or other eventy things. Please do I wanna watch the drama between Seere and Enyo lmao
It would have been kinder if Brain was not himself, if his mind had slipped away like the rest. But he felt it all and still, somehow the dread of it was worse than the pain, that he would die terrified and unable to do anything but writhe. But then came comfort, gentle soothing words, an even kinder paw that cradled him close and offered him something to drink. He would die but not alone, he found comfort in that.
What little respite Seere was able to provide was swiftly cut short as the falcon and owl grabbed at him with their talons and began to drag him back, scratching deep wounds that had the worms rippling beneath the surface. Brian cried out in pain, his paws dug into the ground as he tried to hold on, scrambling for purchase as he was dragged closer and closer to the edge.
Enyo's weight bared down on him and forced the air from his lungs, the pressure causing a worm to burst out of one of the scratches her bird companions made. Like squeezing water out of a sponge. It landed on Enyo's snout and quickly burrowed its way into her nostril before it could be swatted away, slipping and sliding down her nasal passage, eager to find somewhere warm to grow and multiply.
But her efforts were not in vain, Brian's weak form was sent tumbling over the edge. His end was neither quick nor painless; as he sunk beneath the surface, the seawater slowly filled his lungs and he drowned. So much for swift and merciful.
It would have been kinder if Brain was not himself, if his mind had slipped away like the rest. But he felt it all and still, somehow the dread of it was worse than the pain, that he would die terrified and unable to do anything but writhe. But then came comfort, gentle soothing words, an even kinder paw that cradled him close and offered him something to drink. He would die but not alone, he found comfort in that.
What little respite Seere was able to provide was swiftly cut short as the falcon and owl grabbed at him with their talons and began to drag him back, scratching deep wounds that had the worms rippling beneath the surface. Brian cried out in pain, his paws dug into the ground as he tried to hold on, scrambling for purchase as he was dragged closer and closer to the edge.
Enyo's weight bared down on him and forced the air from his lungs, the pressure causing a worm to burst out of one of the scratches her bird companions made. Like squeezing water out of a sponge. It landed on Enyo's snout and quickly burrowed its way into her nostril before it could be swatted away, slipping and sliding down her nasal passage, eager to find somewhere warm to grow and multiply.
But her efforts were not in vain, Brian's weak form was sent tumbling over the edge. His end was neither quick nor painless; as he sunk beneath the surface, the seawater slowly filled his lungs and he drowned. So much for swift and merciful.