jason "why am i like this" todd ([personal profile] mind_blown) wrote2021-01-26 04:26 pm
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THE LOST DAYS... Round 2.

It's all darkness.

The feeling of nothingness, of being nothing. Of not existing. You have no thoughts, you will never have any thoughts again. While that fact is not comforting, because you cannot be comforted anymore, it is true.

There's a certain rest to being... nothing. And to both knowing and not knowing, that your time is done.

So it's all the more unfortunate when you feel, because you shouldn't feel. And the feeling is burning in your lungs, which you shouldn't have. Because you are- or were- nothing.

And then, you inhale a desperate gasp of air and open your eyes...

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[personal profile] idolpro 2021-01-27 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
The coffin is very solidly built-- though he can smell a faint aroma of dirt just beyond.

As for what's on him, he is allowed one reasonable tool from home.
protectshisown: (Gonna keep up?)

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[personal profile] protectshisown 2021-01-27 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
[That would definitely be a knife. Because knives are extremely handy tools with many uses.]

[Dirt though. Underground. Great. Real great.]

[He pulls out the knife to cut through the plush material, and he feels around for a board, see if any are at all weaker.]

[If there's none noticeably weaker to target, he'll go for a side board, to one part of the coffin, and work on sawing/stabbing a break into the wood to try and pull it open.]

[Going for a spot near his middle so he doesn't bury his face in dirt, but still easy to reach to try and get dirt spread out around him to try and get out.]

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[personal profile] idolpro 2021-01-27 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
Well, it's his lucky day. He's able to start prying, but the middle doesn't help with the structural integrity of the whole.

So, the dirt collapses in the coffin. And now, he has 6 feet of dirt to climb up through. And his burning lungs remind him: the oxygen situation is not fixed.
protectshisown: (its fine Toothless)

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[personal profile] protectshisown 2021-01-27 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Yeah, that tracks, but the important part is he's not pinned.]

[He takes a deep breath and holds it. Time to use all those ocean dives for what they're worth. Its like swimming!]

[Through dirt.]

[He starts to push the dirt down, towards his legs, trying to lessen the load of what he has to dig straight through, just taking a breath when he has to do it, and only pushing out into the dirt when it feels like he can't reasonably push more into the coffin around him to try and escape.]

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[personal profile] idolpro 2021-01-27 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
Well, the dirt doesn't seem to obey him. It spreads around him, and moving it just seems to make it looser? Like a wet, sticky bit of clay.

And he feels himself starting to panic as his lungs continue to burn, but this time with dirt flavoring.

Take 2 harm. Do one more Act Under Pressure roll.
protectshisown: (Mask)

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[personal profile] protectshisown 2021-01-27 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Apparently what Rye needed was a WHOLE FUCKTON MORE PRESSURE.]

[That's a 13 as he works harder to get out, pull out of this place, get out, get out, get out, he's sucking in no air at this point-]

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[personal profile] idolpro 2021-01-27 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
As you claw your way out, it becomes impossible to not feel the burn start on your lungs. Six feet is just so much. And dirt is deceptively malleable, forcing its way into your nose, your ears, your mouth. And this smells of death.

Which is appropriate, because you find yourself in a dully lit graveyard. In the distance, you can see what must be the glow of a city, obscured by soft rolling hills. And there are paths through the graves for grieving families. But none of those families are here. You are alone.

And you are confused, and desperate, and not even entirely sure what just happened, as a dull dumbness takes over your mind from untreated wounds and brain damage and--

Then the feeling vanishes. You hadn't realized it wasn't your own feelings until that moment.

There is a gravestone behind you. And you can see a path leading out of the cemetery.
protectshisown: (Catching my breath)

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[personal profile] protectshisown 2021-01-27 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
[This is familiar, so very familiar and not, because the sky burns in a different way, he can almost feel a way out, it sticks different then water-]

[But then there's night sky and he claws himself out with one last burst of adrenaline, and pulls himself out of the hole, coughing and hacking out dirt, until he can take a clean breath of air.]

[And just]

[Lay on his side for a minute as he gets his lungs to not burn. Before using the inside of his shirt to wipe away some of this access dirt form his face.]

[....]

[It takes about ten minutes before he pushes himself up, because he almost died, but there is]

[Something he has to do. He has work to do, and near death experiences aren't enough to stop him.]

[He looks around and]

[Looks at the gravestone. What even is this???]

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[personal profile] idolpro 2021-01-27 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
Here lies Jason Peter Todd
protectshisown: (It's exhausting)

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[personal profile] protectshisown 2021-01-27 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
....what the Hel is your world, Talon.

[Good gods, because he at least understands a grave marker if it says something like that.]

[Why would anyone BURY their dead, so weird.]

[He is going to push himself to his feet, brushing off dirt and he'll take a look around. For anything else that seems different or a person or anything like that.]

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[personal profile] idolpro 2021-01-27 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
The graveyard is empty... Except for a grave that looks recently climbed out of.

The dirt seems to head in this direction.