I meant it when I said I wanna get well
07-19-2014, 08:00 AM
Still playing dead boy, Nemesis allowed his mouth to be manipulated. It didn't feel very good, but he let it slide, not considering what was about to happen next. All he knew was that the healers were convinced that he was in trouble. This was going to be soooo funny! He could hardly wait. Honestly, the boy wasn't sure how he was going to spring to life yet, but he was sure he could come up with something that would blow them away. Maybe he'd get in trouble for worrying them, but it would be worth it. The young healer succeeded in prying his mouth open and Nemesis continued to lay passively. That is, until she put her mouth inside of his and poked a glob of something STICKY and GROSS down his throat. The boy howled, sucking in the chewed mass and jerking his head back at the same time. The sloppy glob hit the back of his throat with a splat and he choked, retching and squealing as it clung stubbornly to the inside of his mouth. If he hadn't been so weak, the boy would have been on his paws and flying around the densite as if his tail were on fire. Instead he rolled onto his back and, still squealing, began clawing at his face, green slime oozing from his nose and mouth. Speaking - - Thinking |
