chompie
Eats too effin' much
Honesty eyebrows furrowed as she claims to have let Emma out, leaned back as he heard her screeched in pain. "K-Kat!" He yelled, pulling her closer to made the pain fade. He held her very very tightly, hoping that somehow their problems would be resolved by a tight embrace. But thing's wouldn't be that easy... Suddenly she broke away and began backing up, which confused and saddened Honesty. He was wincing every time she moved, and he began to follow her. "Kat? Katarina? What are you going away for, stay close and I'll protect you!" He shouted, keeping the water or tears back from his eyes.
Suddenly. Honesty felt different...
He leaned back, his mouth opening, but not a sound willed to come out. He breathed gently but he felt like he wasn't getting a whiff of air. He clenched at his neck, his mouth quiver. He tilted his head, letting out a shrill, pained yell from the screeching noise in his ears, breathing heavily a as his fingers curled and straightened. Crimson began to run down the swimmers ears, and as if looking for help in such a desperate, almost saddening way his eyes looked up higher above Kat and towards the ceiling, soon rolling back as his sclera darkened and his pupils no wonder to be found. Just imagine Tokyo Ghoul eyes~ Thin drips of crimson escaped his tear ducts, and even managed to gush out between the folds of his eyelids, his veins bloodshot and pulsing with pangs of intense agony. He whimpered and moaned loudly. Honesty's voice changed, dramatically, like a thousands demonic voices talking at once as he bellowed a weak help, making the shack quiver. His neck and head convulsing strangely and violent, his screams of helpless as he's violently snatched up from his own body. Clear spit forming at his mouth soon turned to pink then red as he slammed himself onto the floor, as if fighting for a last bit of his own body, not using his arms that flopping uselessly to his sides. His feet turned and jittered, making strange crackling sounds as his lifeless body began pushing itself towards Kat only by it's feet. His head tilted unnaturally and his nose leaving a thick trail of blood as he pushed himself. The walls were quivering, things fall off shelves and windows cracking as he kept breathing heavily. His eyes, directly on hers.
Suddenly. Honesty felt different...
He leaned back, his mouth opening, but not a sound willed to come out. He breathed gently but he felt like he wasn't getting a whiff of air. He clenched at his neck, his mouth quiver. He tilted his head, letting out a shrill, pained yell from the screeching noise in his ears, breathing heavily a as his fingers curled and straightened. Crimson began to run down the swimmers ears, and as if looking for help in such a desperate, almost saddening way his eyes looked up higher above Kat and towards the ceiling, soon rolling back as his sclera darkened and his pupils no wonder to be found. Just imagine Tokyo Ghoul eyes~ Thin drips of crimson escaped his tear ducts, and even managed to gush out between the folds of his eyelids, his veins bloodshot and pulsing with pangs of intense agony. He whimpered and moaned loudly. Honesty's voice changed, dramatically, like a thousands demonic voices talking at once as he bellowed a weak help, making the shack quiver. His neck and head convulsing strangely and violent, his screams of helpless as he's violently snatched up from his own body. Clear spit forming at his mouth soon turned to pink then red as he slammed himself onto the floor, as if fighting for a last bit of his own body, not using his arms that flopping uselessly to his sides. His feet turned and jittered, making strange crackling sounds as his lifeless body began pushing itself towards Kat only by it's feet. His head tilted unnaturally and his nose leaving a thick trail of blood as he pushed himself. The walls were quivering, things fall off shelves and windows cracking as he kept breathing heavily. His eyes, directly on hers.