There are some weird sights in the desert..
I am not afraid to keep on living
Chapter 9
Cry Baby’s P.O.V.
As Stringent and I look around the desert for the diner hidden behind some dunes, we hear a truck. It sounds like the pickup we got into this mess in. I look round, and see it is, and Plastic, Pilot, Electric and Dagger are inside it, looking like they might be crying. They pull up to hand us a note before carrying on their speeding trail across the empty desert.
The silence is interrupted by Stringent after about ten minutes. “What does the note say?” he asks. I hand it over wordlessly, after reading it for the hundredth time myself.
*Dear Cry Baby and Stringent Death,
We have decided to move on from the safety of the diner, and to live out the probably short remainder of our lives fighting Bli closer to battery city. I’m sorry this is short but we don’t have much time. Tell the others to read this letter to know we haven’t betrayed them.
Keep running,
Electric Scream, Plastic Nightmare, Dead Pilot and Searing Dagger.
P.S. Straight Jacket got shot by dracs, she might not make it. I advise you both tread VERY carefully around Kobra Kid.*
Although the letter was short, we could both see the pain and effort gone into writing it. Clutching the battered piece of receipt it was written on, Stringent and I made our way across the dunes to where our home is. Our home filled with anger, defiance, heartbreak and love.
Straight Jacket’s P.O.V.
Where am I? I keep hearing voices, but I don’t know if they’re in my head or not. They’re distorted, as though I’m remembering them rather than hearing them fresh out of someone’s mouth. The, I remember. The anger I felt towards my attacker, and then pain. Pain in my left shoulder, like I’d just been dipped in lava. Then I realise I’ve been shot, and bloody hell, it’s not nice. I feel myself falling, and then I hear screams, and realise they’re my own. I see the remaining two dracs being ghosted before my vision disappears and my mind goes black.
So does this mean I’m dead? If I am, then where’s the painlessness? My shoulder still hurts like a bitch, and I’m really hungry. How long was I out for, two days?? More??
*Time lapse*
I can feel someone holding my hand, and also a small body nestled into my side. I think it must be Tangent, and the hand is either Kobra’s or Toxic’s. Then I’m suddenly not so paralysed anymore. I can see a faint light from behind my eyelids, and I as I try to move my hands and feet, they comply willingly. I hear someone gasp, who could only be Kobra.
Kobra Kid’s P.O.V.
I can’t believe she’s dead! We were only chatting together two days ago, and now my life is just one meaningless thing after another. I haven’t eaten, I’ve not slept... I didn’t realise how much it would hurt to lose someone you love. Ghoul says that I can stay with her a few more hours, but then we have to bury her; otherwise with the heat of the desert we’ll see, well, you get the idea. I’ve been sat there just holding her hand and crying for over three hours now, and about an hour ago Tangent came in and curled up against her side, which made me cry even more. But then I feel something twitch in my hand. I gasp, and then see her feet move slightly too.
“GHOUL!!! GET YOUR ASS IN HERE NOW!!”
He runs in, to then sadly shake his head at me and give me a hug. “I’m sorry Kobra, she’s not there.”
“But, but I felt her move, I SAW her move! She’s alive, I swear it!”
“I’m sorry Kobra, she’s not there. They’re just her nerves twitching.”
I look over to Straight, not believing Ghoul in the slightest. I KNOW I felt something! And then I hear a gasp from Ghoul at the same time as me and Tangent, because Straight’s eyes fly open, like in the Helena video fifteen years previous. She smiled, and I knew it was real, because she then spoke with the same sass as always “Ghoul, I don’t intend on dying just yet, so could you keep your deathly predicament to yourself, you upset my Kobra Kid!”
Cry Baby’s P.O.V.
As Stringent and I look around the desert for the diner hidden behind some dunes, we hear a truck. It sounds like the pickup we got into this mess in. I look round, and see it is, and Plastic, Pilot, Electric and Dagger are inside it, looking like they might be crying. They pull up to hand us a note before carrying on their speeding trail across the empty desert.
The silence is interrupted by Stringent after about ten minutes. “What does the note say?” he asks. I hand it over wordlessly, after reading it for the hundredth time myself.
*Dear Cry Baby and Stringent Death,
We have decided to move on from the safety of the diner, and to live out the probably short remainder of our lives fighting Bli closer to battery city. I’m sorry this is short but we don’t have much time. Tell the others to read this letter to know we haven’t betrayed them.
Keep running,
Electric Scream, Plastic Nightmare, Dead Pilot and Searing Dagger.
P.S. Straight Jacket got shot by dracs, she might not make it. I advise you both tread VERY carefully around Kobra Kid.*
Although the letter was short, we could both see the pain and effort gone into writing it. Clutching the battered piece of receipt it was written on, Stringent and I made our way across the dunes to where our home is. Our home filled with anger, defiance, heartbreak and love.
Straight Jacket’s P.O.V.
Where am I? I keep hearing voices, but I don’t know if they’re in my head or not. They’re distorted, as though I’m remembering them rather than hearing them fresh out of someone’s mouth. The, I remember. The anger I felt towards my attacker, and then pain. Pain in my left shoulder, like I’d just been dipped in lava. Then I realise I’ve been shot, and bloody hell, it’s not nice. I feel myself falling, and then I hear screams, and realise they’re my own. I see the remaining two dracs being ghosted before my vision disappears and my mind goes black.
So does this mean I’m dead? If I am, then where’s the painlessness? My shoulder still hurts like a bitch, and I’m really hungry. How long was I out for, two days?? More??
*Time lapse*
I can feel someone holding my hand, and also a small body nestled into my side. I think it must be Tangent, and the hand is either Kobra’s or Toxic’s. Then I’m suddenly not so paralysed anymore. I can see a faint light from behind my eyelids, and I as I try to move my hands and feet, they comply willingly. I hear someone gasp, who could only be Kobra.
Kobra Kid’s P.O.V.
I can’t believe she’s dead! We were only chatting together two days ago, and now my life is just one meaningless thing after another. I haven’t eaten, I’ve not slept... I didn’t realise how much it would hurt to lose someone you love. Ghoul says that I can stay with her a few more hours, but then we have to bury her; otherwise with the heat of the desert we’ll see, well, you get the idea. I’ve been sat there just holding her hand and crying for over three hours now, and about an hour ago Tangent came in and curled up against her side, which made me cry even more. But then I feel something twitch in my hand. I gasp, and then see her feet move slightly too.
“GHOUL!!! GET YOUR ASS IN HERE NOW!!”
He runs in, to then sadly shake his head at me and give me a hug. “I’m sorry Kobra, she’s not there.”
“But, but I felt her move, I SAW her move! She’s alive, I swear it!”
“I’m sorry Kobra, she’s not there. They’re just her nerves twitching.”
I look over to Straight, not believing Ghoul in the slightest. I KNOW I felt something! And then I hear a gasp from Ghoul at the same time as me and Tangent, because Straight’s eyes fly open, like in the Helena video fifteen years previous. She smiled, and I knew it was real, because she then spoke with the same sass as always “Ghoul, I don’t intend on dying just yet, so could you keep your deathly predicament to yourself, you upset my Kobra Kid!”
Notes
so what do you guys think?? also If anyone's still alive out there, What's your favourite season? mine's autumn, because of Halloween and pumpking carving and leaves and it's not xmas yet but still feels festive :)Carry on,
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OMG i love dventure time !!!!
12/24/13