Open Post

[ghostharasser]

All purpose open post for Dipper Pines of Gravity Falls. Top levels below

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[stananigans]

[Stanley's death hadn't been quite so calm. He and Ford did what they were told, they stayed together in the mist as long as they could manage. The mist was thick though and Stanley's eyesight isn't the best on a clear day, so all it took was one second for Ford to slip from his grasp and into the dangerous fog. He did his damnedest to catch up, but it wasn't long before something tripped him, ripped into him, and left him. Everyone does eventually.

There's no moment of relaxation or letting go. He struggles on the ground with only the smallest twitches of movement, trying to summon the strength to get up. Get up, get up, get the fuck up--

Something approaches him and he can't run or hide. Instead of attacking though, it crouches down and yanks off his gas mask. Inhaling mist immediately makes Stanley cough up...fluid? No, blood. It's gotta be blood.

Whoever took off his gas is just staring now and not doing anything, so with great effort he forces his eyes open. A blurry, broad-shouldered man is hovering over him. There's barely any light, but he can still make out the glint of glasses.

His breath catches in his throat, but he's been silent so long the words don't come. He just chokes on copper and metal and broken sounds.]

D...ah. Ugh...

[Easy, kid. I've got you.

The man sounds so far away, and he stubbornly thinks no, he doesn't, he hasn't got shit, but he feels himself being hoisted up in the air anyway. The world spins. ...When was the last time someone carried him?

His memories get hazy after that. He thinks he muttered more to the guy, but maybe he didn't. It's all distant under a dizzying swishing sound in his ears, like he's floating on the ocean...]