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 Male x Male Perspective (Indigo x Le Petit Prince)

Discussion in 'Roleplay Execution' started by Indigo, Jun 12, 2018.

  1. Indigo

    Indigo Gay Lil Snek Member

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    Green. It was green. It was, it was, it was! Green, the color was green. -- A pause, hesitation -- Red only for a second when I came over the hill, it had just turned green! Right? Right...? -- Fingers began to numb -- It wasn't red, it couldn't be, it had turned green. Green means go... go... -- Head throbbing, mind spinning - go.

    Five minutes before Elijah had been driving down in his mothers old silver car, he had gotten it for his birthday that was now many months behind him. It wasn't the most beautiful ride, it had stained seats from children throwing food, some ripped fabric and dimples where stuffing was pulled out from three American Eskimo dogs had fussed. There was a dent in the back bumper, the crash when he was six, a drunk man unable to stop on the deadly black ice. Sometimes it'd make a funny noise, and the heater didn't work at all, which sucked during the winter. Still, this car held memories, and he loved it.

    Four minutes before the boy had been thinking about his final exam, tomorrow was the first exam, which meant the last day of school was slowly approaching. It was pre-calculus, the one he had been dreading the most, and he had spent most of the night with his closest friend Alice. They were studying together, Alice being much better at math while Elijah better with English and History. It was a yearly tradition almost that the two spent final week studying together, they had met in the summer between middle school and freshmen year of high school. His mind was on her and how she could just flow through the questions without much of a second thought while he struggled with the simple concepts.

    Three minutes before the phone began to buzz in the passenger side seat, the urge to just glance over was pulling at him. He shook his head and focused on the road, his home was only a few minutes away and he could check whoever texted him then. He didn't like driving anyways, it was dangerous with all sorts of distractions that could lead to something horrible happening. He was close to home where he would be greeted by the three fluffy dogs that he liked to call miniature polar bears and his younger brothers.

    Two minutes before he noted how slippery the road was as the June rain poured from angry grey clouds, and it was really coming down at this point. He assumed there might be a thunderstorm tonight, and he loved the loud booming sounds and sparks of light that crackled through the sky. He would take his youngest brother Jackie and let him watch from the porch with him before he got too tired and would have to go back inside. He could see his bright smile and sparkling eyes, the slight tint of flush that seemed to always be on his freckled face.

    Going over a hill his eyes flicked towards the light, the bright red light changed to it's green. His home was right after the light. He relaxed into his seat as he continued to the light, but by the time his foot slammed down onto the brake hard enough that it might just go through the floor of the car it was too late.

    A truck with lights like wide eyes of a beast, illuminating through the dark rain looked right through Elijah, one that cut right through him. It flooded the car within a second, and he couldn't do anything as the eyes grew in size until they seemed to be the size of the entire car. Then, his world was turned upside down, literally. The truck had been speeding and was much bigger than the dinky little silver car that went rolling like a deformed ball. Cars skidded to a screaming halt as the car rolled too many times before landing on its side.

    One minute... There was screaming, the words reached Elijah who dangled almost lifelessly with his seatbelt the only thing slightly holding him in place of the seat. He could hear the words, but ti was almost in a different language. "Oh my god!" One woman screamed in horror. "Call 911!" A man shouted, but there were already so many people with their phones, calling for an ambulance. One woman who looked in recognized the car and Elijah and started to cry hysterically. "It's Jane's oldest boy! Dear lord have mercy, it's Elijah..." His mother, Jane, was a very well known woman in the small city, and her four sons were fairly well known as well.

    Green. It was green. It was, it was, it was! Green, the color was green. -- A pause, hesitation -- Red only for a second when I came over the hill, it had just turned green! Right? Right...? -- Fingers began to numb -- It wasn't red, it couldn't be, it had turned green. Green means go... go... -- Head throbbing, mind spinning - go.

    Then the world went black for an unknown amount of time before he suddenly woke, but he couldn't breathe. He gagged and choked as his eyes opened wide, staring up at the white colored walls. Hands helplessly grabbed at what he thought was a tube the went into his mouth, but before he could pull it out a nurse rushed in and tried soothing him as she pulled it out for him. "It's okay, please relax--" And there was a rush of relief as he took a deep breath, the dizziness of lightheadedness overwhelming him as the world began to spin once again.
     
  2. Le Petit Prince

    Le Petit Prince Le Prince de Gay Community Helpers

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    Zero. Elijah's mind was completely shattered. No one would be able to save him now. No one could quite predict what had happened to his brain yet as he hadn't been awake to respond. Finally, he had and the nurse allowed him to breathe on on his own, she also reached over to press the emergency call button to get the doctor in. While she waited, she grabbed a clipboard and wrote down some notes. Elijah would hardly be able to comprehend any of this, however. His mind would be fogged over and his ears ringing.

    When the car had rolled, it caused Elijah's head to hit the roof of the car, not only that but the whiplash from the impact with the truck had been quite violent. This left him with a concussion, a haemorrhage, fracture in his skull and multiple lacerations from the shattering glass. It didn't help he wasn't wearing his seatbelt at the time. That would change his life forever and certainly make sure he would put it on next time.

    The doctor rushed in and said some things to Elijah that he couldn't quite understand, then he was being wheeled off to some other room in the hospital, then he fell unconscious again. By the time he woke up again, his mother and brothers had been allowed to see him, they sat down beside the hospital bed, his mother looking anxious as she tried to keep the younger boys in check. While he was out, they'd stemmed the bleeding caused by the haemorrhage, wired up his jaw and sutured the worst of his wounds. He was still pretty out of it but this time he was much more aware of the aching all throughout his body. He would also be aware of someone sitting on the edge of his bed. A stranger. Someone who didn't look quite human if the horns or tail protruding from his body were any indication. He wouldn't have any time to ask questions about him as his mother immediately wrapped him into a hug, his brothers also took turns giving him hugs too.

    "How are you, sweetie? I was so worried about you. Are you okay? Were the doctors nice to you? Does anything hurt?" As typical of his mildly overbearing mother, she bombarded him with questions, her eyes filled with worry and nearly overflowing with tears. This time, Elijah would be able to actually understand what everyone was saying, even if it took a moment for him to process everything and respond. Maybe it was just his brain messing with him or was that stranger really sitting there on his bed?
     
  3. Indigo

    Indigo Gay Lil Snek Member

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    Elijah watched his mother rush into the room with one of his brothers at each of her sides. Soon his bed rocked and he felt his head throb painfully as her voice filled the room. He winced and tried to move a bit, his shoulders tender and her weight on him didn't feel like heaven. He waited for her to pull back before looking at her and then to the two brothers who seemed a little scared of him at the moment.

    Too many questions thrown at him all at once that they bounced around aimlessly inside his head as he tried to grab at one to reply to. His lips parted as he looked at his mother, worried lines prominent on her face, her under eyes had bags as if she hadn't been sleeping right. "I'm fine," His voice was weak and not very convincing as he, in fact, felt terrible. He wanted to just go back to bed, but he felt like his mother wouldn't leave his bedside until he was fine enough to go home, whenever that was. His mouth dry, throat aching, head throbbing. He felt terrible. It didn't help that his mind was playing with him, a creature was sitting a bit behind his brother, staring.

    Elijah had tried to focus his gaze anywhere but on the trick before him, but he looked up and over the top of his younger brothers head. He looked to just be staring off in the distance, spacing out. 'Too much reading, it doesn't look much like a windigo though.' He thought to himself as that was the latest topic he had been looking through. He tore his gaze away to look back at his mother, blinking slowly. Everything took great effort to do but he didn't want to worry his mother by suddenly falling asleep with her trying to talk to him, or just stare quietly at the walls as he tried to think of anything but the pains aching through most of his body.

    The boy took a moment to move each finger and all of his toes to see if they were fine. He then shifted both of his arms and legs, they were fine as well. His head, from what he could tell, was fairly normal as well. "Water-- Please," He asked his mother, he mostly wanted her and his little brothers to leave as they were shaking the bed while making noise. He wanted to be alone and sleep, but he understood his family was worried so he didn't want to bluntly tell them to leave him alone.
     
  4. Le Petit Prince

    Le Petit Prince Le Prince de Gay Community Helpers

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    It was a relief just to hear Elijah's voice. He didn't sound too great but that was to be expected. He was alive. That's all that mattered to his mother. He could have asked for anything in that moment and she would have done it for him. Water almost felt like too little at that moment but if that's what he needed, she would do it. Collecting the kids, she shuffled them out of the hospital room, assuring them they would come back in just a bit as soon as they got water. They were also worried about their brother and made a fuss about leaving him alone.

    The 'windigo' hadn't left Elijah's bed. He still sat there, smiling down at him with a cheeky grin. In the time it took for Elijah to blink, it had moved into the seat his mother had just occupied. He leaned in close to examine the boys face. From this close, both of them could get a good look at each other. The stranger had perfect skin and his breath smelled minty fresh. The rest of him smelled something like ashes, vaguely smoky and generally of death. His irises looked like more of a red colour this close up than the brown it looked from far away, his pupils were more oval than round and his sclera were vaguely tinged yellow. His hair was pure black, similar to his horns which were ridged and curved upwards, almost meeting at the tips but not quite. He had a sharp jawline and a slim looking body that hid most of its strength. Below that was a tail that curled upwards, almost as if it was looking over his shoulder, just as curious as he was. It was thin and at the tip was almost like a barb. Best not to touch it to find out if it was just as sharp.

    "You can see me, can't you?"
     

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