Hey! Sorry for not updating for so long... Free to roast me in reviews.
Setting: When Dagbert had drowned Tancred and Tancred was sitting with his tigers. (Keep in mind he's a bit delirious)
I sat between my pretty girl had mystically turned into a bird looking worried, and flew out through the... hole. I laughed. I stood up, wobbling a bit. Water was seeping from the trough, It was spreading quickly. I shook my head. Why-...Why am I not running? Tripping up the steps, I ran to the door. I slammed at the handle, trying to break it open. I slammed and jiggled and pushed, trying to escape.
I did anything I could, anything I could think of. I even used my endowment to create a wind storm, blowing a hole of air into the water, so I could breathe. I even tried blasting at the wall with lightning, still nothing worked.
Eventually, I realized the water was rising, and figured I should get higher. But how? Where? I spotted the cross beams in the ceiling and smiled. I pulled the loose bricks farther apart, creating mini wedges to climb upwards.
I climbed all the way up the old wall, and just as my hand gripped the cross beam, the brick began crumbling beneath my feet, and I fell. I tried to climb back up. I barely managed.
As I clasped my arms around the beam a second time, I held with all my strength- but things were beginning to get blurry. I had stumbled and hit my head -quite hard, mind you- after I fell.
I held the beam, using all my upper-body strength to pull myself up so I perched on the wooden plank. I sat, holding tight to the beam, with my green cape billowing in the nervous wind I was creating. Suddenly, there was a loud thumping, it shook the beam.
The water was nearly to my knees, which were hanging off the beam. The thumping became worse. The beam began to disintegrate. I looked for another place to grab to, hold onto just long enough for someone to notice the water that was surely flooding into the art room.
Suddenly, that blurry sight I had- became unbearable. A minor headache had began to build, and everything was fuzzy. I couldn't remember much...
The thumping gave a roar, and the beam lost any last bit of structure and crumbled, and I plummeted to the floor. The last thing I saw, was the cold, hard, tile floor as the blackness took hold.
:D Short, but I think it was better than the other two. If you guys could begin sending me ideas for these, would be great because I can't really find anymore good ones.
Now, my friend I am Clarisse daughter of Ares has a Charlie Bone RP forum. She's told me it's utterly deserted, and asked me to see if any of you would like to join. You can make your own endowed there, or Role-play as a book character! If you want to join, the link is; forum/Charlie-Bone-Role-Play/125661
There's only three people there,... I'm sure she'd appreciate it if you came!
Gwen out~! (Oh, fancy looking!)