ⁱˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ˢᵒ ʷʳᵒⁿᵍ. .?
𝗦𝗣𝗢𝗜𝗟𝗘𝗥𝗦 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗜𝗥𝗢𝗡 𝗟𝗨𝗡𝗚
"Well, let's just get this shit over with so I can go home."
He straight-up pushes past Amari, sitting back down in the chair.
"You got a name?"
. .I wonder what his reasoning is for being here.
Won't do me much good, but for emergencies, I can overclock the sub. "
Purple-slitted eyes locked onto the convict...
"Well, let's just get this shit over with so I can go home."
He straight-up pushes past Amari, sitting back down in the chair.
"You got a name?"
. .I wonder what his reasoning is for being here.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about. We get this done, we get to go home. We get to LIVE."
"We want the same damn thing, don't we? Think about it."
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their electricity flow.
" What you mean 'do this, come back, you're free'?? "
"You know exactly what I'm talking about. We get this done, we get to go home. We get to LIVE."
"We want the same damn thing, don't we? Think about it."
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He closely examines it. .
He then turns his attention to the button at the back of the ship, maneuvering around Amari in this very claustrophobic sub, he presses the button, the screen next to him, lighting up
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Showing a picture of themself posted up with their friends.
" . . .I'll def be back soon. "
Guess /someone's/ sentimental.
He closely examines it. .
He then turns his attention to the button at the back of the ship, maneuvering around Amari in this very claustrophobic sub, he presses the button, the screen next to him, lighting up
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They are on their own till they get that sample.
The convict moves the chair closer to the controls, moving the dial on the left
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The dragon-human hybrid focuses on their surroundings. They also have a Jam-Collar on, deactivating their power.
" . . .Let's get this over with. "
They seem rather bored. . .and bothered.
The SM-13, nicknamed the Iron Lung, is being slowly dropped down into the blood ocean.
Only time will tell if these two get their mission done.
The convict sits in a chair, patiently waiting as the person on the other side of the intercom speaks.
'This is the test.'
They are on their own till they get that sample.
The convict moves the chair closer to the controls, moving the dial on the left
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It dawns on him.
". .wasn't a skeleton."
Suddenly, as if on cue, the intercom begins to blare static again.
Simon groans, holding his ears, kneeling down.
It rubs its eyes.
He slowly looks up.
"This. ."
He points at the camera sheet.
". .is an X-Ray camera."
It dawns on him.
". .wasn't a skeleton."
Suddenly, as if on cue, the intercom begins to blare static again.
Simon groans, holding his ears, kneeling down.
He slowly looks up.
"This. ."
He points at the camera sheet.
". .is an X-Ray camera."
"Is it over?"
He notices it and flips through the pages, landing on one about the camera.
It's an X-Ray camera. It's been giving Simon little doses of radiation for each photo taken.
He slowly looks up.
"This. ."
He points at the camera sheet.
". .is an X-Ray camera."
He notices it and flips through the pages, landing on one about the camera.
It's an X-Ray camera. It's been giving Simon little doses of radiation for each photo taken.
He grabs the frame, and shakes it. He wants something else.
Read the manual.
He notices it and flips through the pages, landing on one about the camera.
It's an X-Ray camera. It's been giving Simon little doses of radiation for each photo taken.
He grabs the frame, and shakes it. He wants something else.
Read the manual.
He gets closer to look at the picture, but it quickly fades away.
He takes another.
Then another.
Then another.
Then another.
Simon stop.
He grabs the frame, and shakes it. He wants something else.
Read the manual.
He gets closer to look at the picture, but it quickly fades away.
He takes another.
Then another.
Then another.
Then another.
Simon stop.
He sighs, walking to the back of sub.
"Cover your eyes."
He takes another picture.
What did he get. .?
He gets closer to look at the picture, but it quickly fades away.
He takes another.
Then another.
Then another.
Then another.
Simon stop.
He sighs, walking to the back of sub.
"Cover your eyes."
He takes another picture.
What did he get. .?
"I'll be fine. ."
Hand doesn't exactly look. .the best.
He sighs, walking to the back of sub.
"Cover your eyes."
He takes another picture.
What did he get. .?
"I'll be fine. ."
Hand doesn't exactly look. .the best.
It looks around for anything that could help him.
"Mother. . fucker!"
He moves it around, clearly in pain.
"I'll be fine. ."
Hand doesn't exactly look. .the best.
"Mother. . fucker!"
He moves it around, clearly in pain.
It gets closer.
"Is your hand okay?"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!"
He gives in and punches the intercom, shutting it up.
"Mother. . fucker!"
He moves it around, clearly in pain.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!"
He gives in and punches the intercom, shutting it up.
"I'm fine, I'm fine. ."
Suddenly the intercom screams with static for a moment.
Before repeating the phrase 'Hull Breach' over and over again.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!"
He gives in and punches the intercom, shutting it up.
"I'm fine, I'm fine. ."
Suddenly the intercom screams with static for a moment.
Before repeating the phrase 'Hull Breach' over and over again.
It looked down at Simon.
"Are you okay?"
Suddenly the ship begins to shake. . then shake more violently, tossing Simon around.
He lands on the other side, right onto the controls of the ship.
In the middle of the person on the other side of the intercom talking, it suddenly stops.
They lost connection.
"I'm fine, I'm fine. ."
Suddenly the intercom screams with static for a moment.
Before repeating the phrase 'Hull Breach' over and over again.
Suddenly the ship begins to shake. . then shake more violently, tossing Simon around.
He lands on the other side, right onto the controls of the ship.
In the middle of the person on the other side of the intercom talking, it suddenly stops.
They lost connection.
That was a horrible comeback Simon.
Suddenly the intercom begins to speak, asking who he's talking to.
"Uhh, nothing nothing. ."
Suddenly the ship begins to shake. . then shake more violently, tossing Simon around.
He lands on the other side, right onto the controls of the ship.
In the middle of the person on the other side of the intercom talking, it suddenly stops.
They lost connection.
That was a horrible comeback Simon.
Suddenly the intercom begins to speak, asking who he's talking to.
"Uhh, nothing nothing. ."
Simon how are you even alive.
That was a horrible comeback Simon.
Suddenly the intercom begins to speak, asking who he's talking to.
"Uhh, nothing nothing. ."
Simon how are you even alive.
A genuine chuckle comes out from Simon.
He still believes this is all some hallucination conjured up by the ocean or the radiation; nobody really knows.
Simon how are you even alive.
A genuine chuckle comes out from Simon.
He still believes this is all some hallucination conjured up by the ocean or the radiation; nobody really knows.
It whimpers.
"I'm your sleep paralysis demon. You're supposed to be asleep. I don't know how you're awake right now."
Simon is forced to put down the extinguisher, he walks over to the camera button, his hand shakily raising to press it once more.
"MOVE, OR. . I-I'LL PRESS IT!!"
Simon isn't very good at threatening people.
A genuine chuckle comes out from Simon.
He still believes this is all some hallucination conjured up by the ocean or the radiation; nobody really knows.
Simon is forced to put down the extinguisher, he walks over to the camera button, his hand shakily raising to press it once more.
"MOVE, OR. . I-I'LL PRESS IT!!"
Simon isn't very good at threatening people.
It rubs it's eyes and blinked slowly.
"W-. .what are you?! Some kind of shitface conjured up by this blood ocean?!"
He huffs, goodness, has the fire extinguisher always been this heavy. .?
Simon is forced to put down the extinguisher, he walks over to the camera button, his hand shakily raising to press it once more.
"MOVE, OR. . I-I'LL PRESS IT!!"
Simon isn't very good at threatening people.
"W-. .what are you?! Some kind of shitface conjured up by this blood ocean?!"
He huffs, goodness, has the fire extinguisher always been this heavy. .?
"OW! OW!"
Now it slowly dawns on him.
He screams, backing up, hitting the button that activates the camera at the front of the ship. Briefly illuminating Simon.
Some blood covers his face, his clothes seem partially damaged, and he looks tired. Very tired.
"W-. .what are you?! Some kind of shitface conjured up by this blood ocean?!"
He huffs, goodness, has the fire extinguisher always been this heavy. .?
Now it slowly dawns on him.
He screams, backing up, hitting the button that activates the camera at the front of the ship. Briefly illuminating Simon.
Some blood covers his face, his clothes seem partially damaged, and he looks tired. Very tired.
I guess sleeping on the floor of a horrid submarine is not a good sleeping environment.
He fully gets up, still unaware of what he's staring at.
Now it slowly dawns on him.
He screams, backing up, hitting the button that activates the camera at the front of the ship. Briefly illuminating Simon.
Some blood covers his face, his clothes seem partially damaged, and he looks tired. Very tired.
I guess sleeping on the floor of a horrid submarine is not a good sleeping environment.
He fully gets up, still unaware of what he's staring at.
I guess sleeping on the floor of a horrid submarine is not a good sleeping environment.
He fully gets up, still unaware of what he's staring at.