OOC: Dream
He was mad at the figures in front of him. “Look, I ain’t gonna be like-” Static. “-So jus’ stop naggin’ me!”
The shorter figure replied. “No, son. We want you to do your best!”
“No, you want me t’be like *****! It ain’t happenin’!”
“Da-”
“Screw this shit, I’m outta here!”
And he was gone, and everything was a fuzzy blur of gray and black and wheels under his feet. And footsteps running after him, and someone calling him.
“Look, just come back!” A tiny figure behind him, someone he felt he needed to protect.
Tires screeching. Panic.
“Yo, outta the way!” He dived in front of the figure.
Then there was pain, and everything started fading. The last thing he saw was small, white, skull.
The shorter figure replied. “No, son. We want you to do your best!”
“No, you want me t’be like *****! It ain’t happenin’!”
“Da-”
“Screw this shit, I’m outta here!”
And he was gone, and everything was a fuzzy blur of gray and black and wheels under his feet. And footsteps running after him, and someone calling him.
“Look, just come back!” A tiny figure behind him, someone he felt he needed to protect.
Tires screeching. Panic.
“Yo, outta the way!” He dived in front of the figure.
Then there was pain, and everything started fading. The last thing he saw was small, white, skull.