The Liberator
he/him/his
24
April 10
Lavaridge Town
Figuring it Out
Penitent
Renegade
Turned on my friends and brought them pain. I have no right to show I can change. But I gotta try!
TAG WITH @isaacmerlo
Isaac Merlo
GC EXCURSION B: Isaac & Doug
POSTED ON Mar 17, 2024 2:34:44 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","isaac2"] [attr="class","topimage"] [attr="class","textbox"]By this point, Isaac couldn't mind Doug if he tried. Not when he had so much else on his mind.[break][break] "I . . . I don't know," he admitted. "But I know what isn't right is lighting that building up while there could be anyone inside. I don't give a crap about the facility, or whatever notes they're drawing up. But the smoke . . . the debris . . . the inferno . . . if anyone gets stuck, killed in the most horrific way possible-" A familiar sensation; weak, feeble, choking on a dark, cloudy miasma. It stumbled through a towering complex for reasons it could no longer understand. Was it trying to help another? Or was it simply trying to survive? The darkness, both inside and out, crept in more by each moment. Its eyes fluttered. Its head drooped. Slowly, as if against it will, it lay its weary head to rest. When it next came to, it was in the presence of a legend, having been pulled from the brink of its feeble mortality and made something far greater.[break][break] Isaac looked down at his hands. They weren't legs. They were thin, slender paws. He opened his mouth to scream, but only a roar like howling wind came out. He turned to see who had done this to him, but it was not the familiar purple ripples of the northern wind that followed. It was a great firebird, feathers shimmering like a rainbow on a dewy morning as it crested the skies of another world.[break][break] None of that happened, of course. Not to him. But as Isaac blinked himself back into focus, he realized he understood his patron more than he ever had before.[break][break] "I can't," he said, the words only partly his own. His heart was pounding like an overclocked drum machine, and for once he could swear he knew the reason why. "Not again." [attr="class","oocbox"] TAG — John Sullivan [break] NOTES — notes go here [newclass=".isaac2"] --color:#c4c067; [/newclass] [newclass=".isaac2"] margin: 0px auto; background-color: #111; min-height: 500px; width: 450px; margin: 0px auto; padding-top: 20px; padding-bottom:20px; } .isaac2 .textbox a, .isaac2 .textbox i { color:var(--color); } .isaac2 .textbox b { font:bold 13px/10px 'Poppins'; color:var(--color); } .topimage { background-image: url(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/1058305315642286080/1155427871351906335/image.png); height: 250px; width: 400px; background-size: cover; background-position:50% 20%; margin: 0px auto; } .isaac2 .textbox { line-height: 15px; letter-spacing: .5px; font-size: 12px; font-family: roboto; color: #d6d6d6; margin: 20px auto 0px; text-align: justify; padding-bottom: 20px; background:#1E1E1E; padding:30px 50px; background-image: url(https://image.ibb.co/cpf8Wc/flower_patt.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-position: bottom; } .isaac2 .oocbox { border-top: 3px solid #333; padding-top: 10px; width: 260px; margin: 20px auto 0px; text-align:left; [/newclass]
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