03-26-2016, 03:17 PM
It’s dark. Again. So motherfucking dark. Gamzee is afraid to open his eyes in this place. Whenever he does, he can’t control what he sees. That scares him. What he sees scares him- He’s kind of a wimp, really. Regardless of this wimpy attribute, Makara attempts some movement. His arms would be first. He tries to lift them forward and up, so that he can see his hands, but finds that both of his appendages are loaded down, locked in place by a viscous, goopy substance. Ew. He can’t feel with his fingers, but he can guess that his hands are stuck firmly to the floor.
Okay, well, lets try the legs. Struggling in vain against his slimey weights to stand up, Gamzee finds that he is in a kneeling position, sitting on his knees. The holdings are strong enough against his other limbs that he finds he is unable to move much from this position, much less stand.
The neck. Can he move his head? Twisting his neck from left to right, up to down, he finds that yes, he can indeed move his head. A miracle, that is. Quivering breath leaking from his lips, the lone Bard of Rage chances cracking his eyelids just a peek.
He kneels in a pool of white light coming from an unidentified source. It is not exactly dim, nor is it really very bright. There is a sharp inhale of breath as the grey teenager stifles a whimper.
Slime.
His arms are covered in green Sopor slime, pinning him to the floor.
At first, Gamzee tries his best to stay calm. He tries so hard, so very hard, but he can’t control himself when he begins to struggle, trying to flail and fling this putrid, acrid, demonic substance off of him. It is all in vain, however. The slime only seems to grow heavier across his shoulders and hands and arms and elbows and he can’t breath he can’t his mouth it ain’t working he ain’t working he’s gonna drown, this shit is going to drown him and there is nothing that he can do about it. Nothing.
Only briefly does it cross his mind that this is where he belongs, this is what he has done to himself. There's a reason he's going to be drowned in slime. There's a reason that the slime binds him.
But does this stop him? No. No it doesn't. The boy’s spasms are dotted with periodic shouts and screams of terror, sounds of agony and sorrow.
It’s pathetic.
Strazio Rockwell, the Blood Mage of Rage steps into the light from behind his veil of shadows.
Okay, well, lets try the legs. Struggling in vain against his slimey weights to stand up, Gamzee finds that he is in a kneeling position, sitting on his knees. The holdings are strong enough against his other limbs that he finds he is unable to move much from this position, much less stand.
The neck. Can he move his head? Twisting his neck from left to right, up to down, he finds that yes, he can indeed move his head. A miracle, that is. Quivering breath leaking from his lips, the lone Bard of Rage chances cracking his eyelids just a peek.
He kneels in a pool of white light coming from an unidentified source. It is not exactly dim, nor is it really very bright. There is a sharp inhale of breath as the grey teenager stifles a whimper.
Slime.
His arms are covered in green Sopor slime, pinning him to the floor.
At first, Gamzee tries his best to stay calm. He tries so hard, so very hard, but he can’t control himself when he begins to struggle, trying to flail and fling this putrid, acrid, demonic substance off of him. It is all in vain, however. The slime only seems to grow heavier across his shoulders and hands and arms and elbows and he can’t breath he can’t his mouth it ain’t working he ain’t working he’s gonna drown, this shit is going to drown him and there is nothing that he can do about it. Nothing.
Only briefly does it cross his mind that this is where he belongs, this is what he has done to himself. There's a reason he's going to be drowned in slime. There's a reason that the slime binds him.
But does this stop him? No. No it doesn't. The boy’s spasms are dotted with periodic shouts and screams of terror, sounds of agony and sorrow.
It’s pathetic.
Strazio Rockwell, the Blood Mage of Rage steps into the light from behind his veil of shadows.
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