WHEN IT'S COLD | o. breakdown | I'D LIKE TO DIE

MIKE ! · Sep 16th 2016

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/IF YOU CAN, PLEASE READ THE WHOLE THING! THANKS <33
summary at the bottom!
song i wrote to: when it's cold i'd like to die by moby
if you wanna get sad, feel free to play the song while you read whoops

spoiler warning: once again, this post contains spoilers for episode 8, the season finale of stranger things. IF YOU HAVE NOT WATCHED/FINISHED THE SHOW, DO NOT READ ANYTHING IN BETWEEN THE [b]**, OR SIMPLY READ THE SUMMARY! if you don't care, feel free to/please read it all c:[/b]

Everything had been getting better for Mike these past few days. A kind NPC had taken him under their wing, teaching him how to fight and hunt. Training wasn't so bad, but the first time Mike had killed a bird, he had been a bit upset for the first hour.

The NPC had told him they were going out again to hunt tomorrow, and even though Mike didn't want to go, he knew he wouldn't be able to get out of it, no matter how hard he could try. In fact, now that he had been so distracted with his training, his mind was focused more on that than missing home and his friends.

But, that night, all of the memories came to haunt him once more, most of them about Eleven. This caused him to wake up and for the first time in months, Mike cried, the quiet, grief-filled sobs causing his body to shake.

**

He wished he could reverse it all, wished he could have saved her somehow... why did she have to sacrifice herself for them? Why? Why?

He just wanted her back... he wanted her back so badly, it hurt.

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... Mike?

A familiar voice spoke to him from within his mind, causing him to stop his sobbing. Opening his green eyes, he'd briefly scan the room. Had that been...? No... it couldn't have been... she couldn't be... "El?" The boy would whimper.

... Mike!

Mike slowly came out of the fetal position he had put himself into, sitting up on his bed. "El?" He repeated his words, louder this time. Was he... hearing things? Or was this a dream? There was no way that-

Mike!

"El!" Mike would exclaim, jumping off his bed and standing in the middle of his cabin for a second. It was her! She... she was here... she was actually here! He knew it... he could feel it, she was alive. "El!" He shouted again, running out of his cabin.

It was about 4 in the morning, the moon was still out, but was quickly fading as night turning into day. There was hardly any light, but he had to find her. He needed to find her, even if it meant waking up his clanmates. Mike would find her. "EL!" The boy shouted once again, beginning to walk toward the camp entrance.

Hold on, El... I'm coming... I'll find you... I promise.

/screaming
i almost cried writing this i

feel free to have your character try and stop mike! in his next post, he'll explain where he's going and your character can try and stop him by telling him it's just grief (he won't listen though). after he leaves, he will be gone for a day main game time (basically until pretendings posts w/ eleven!)

[ summary: mike was finally getting over everything when he dreams about the memories of his friends, but mostly of eleven. he breaks down pretty much, crying for a while until he hears her voice in his head. he believes that she has come back and is somewhere close, deciding to run out into the middle of camp and yell out her name. he then begins to walk out of camp, set on finding eleven, even if it means leaving windclan's territory. ]

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TOKIWA · Sep 16th 2016

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~~//that was beautiful to read :^) and i really need to watch stranger things and mike just reminds me of that~~

The akita had been curled up, fast asleep and wrapped up in his own dreams when he had heard shouting. The canine flicked his ear in a futile attempt to brush off the distant sounds, selfishly drawing into his own world to ignore it. But his dream began to warp against him, corrupted by the wave of guilt that washed over him. His molten chocolate eyes fluttered open accompanied by an irritated groan. He was being self-centered by trying to ignore someone who was clearly distressed and that realisation that had seeped into the blur of his dreams was enough to stir him from his slumber.

The small dog got to his paws, discarding the orange blanket that he had curled up in for the time being as he quickly moved. He blinked in the dark, vision swiftly clearing as he pinpointed the one calling out what appeared to be someone's name. El? Who was that? He had not encountered anyone here in Windclan that went by that name so maybe it was one of their friends. He was unsure and uncertainty was clear in the way he hesitated, ears briefly flicking back against his head before he decided on what to do. "Um, hey, are you alright? Where are you going? Isn't it a bit late to be going out and who's 'El'?" Taro asked, his rapid barrage of questions forming an unintentional interrogation as he took a few steps closer to the feline although there was still quite a distance between them leaving him peering at the black and white cat with apprehensive intrigue.

[spoiler=info, updated 15th September 2016]
[size=8]GENERAL:
▪ Tarotpaw Hanamura
▪ Varco-Alastair-Jones-Severinus (surnames through adoption)
▪ Biologically carries: Gruchy Praelium Praevado Integre Resurgam Sartaq Capone Flameseeker Reaver Darling Grimm Harbringer Darling Stormborn
▪ Male
▪ Demi-homoromantic | Pansexual
▪ 8 months | Ages every 250 posts
▪ Apprentice | Windclan
▪ Based off the characters of 'Persona' (especially Yosuke Hanamura from Persona 4)

RELATIONSHIPS:
▪ Single | Not crushing on anyone | No potential crushes
▪ ½ ---
▪ Slowmotion xx Capricorn (doesn't know this)
▪ Is the adoptive brother of Quentin (Pinballwizard xx Befriendingdemons/Lucien)

PHYSICAL:
★ SPECIES [birth/main]: Akita (without the collar) | health: 100%
— Plush, tan coloured akita. Bright, friendly dark brown eyes
— major injuries: none
— minor injuries: none

PERSONALITY:
— Clumsy
— Vibrant
— Speaks before thinking at times
— Can be a bit of a flirt
— Angry, protective smol™

POWERS:
currently undiscovered

INTERACTION:
▪ medium physically/mentally
▪ Attack in bolded and italicized #f76b00.
▪ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.

MIKE ! · Sep 16th 2016

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i forgot to add a spoiler warning oops
that reminds me- more spoilers below. spoilers are tagged with a **

It hadn't been Mike's intention to wake anyone up, but at the moment, he didn't care. This was a matter of urgency. He didn't want to think about it but... she could be hurt. Seriously hurt. Eleven had sounded so desperate... so scared when she had called out to him... he had to find her.

He would quickly turn his head, a look of desperation on his face. "No! I'm... I'm going to find my friend. She..." The boy paused, sadness filling his green eyes as he gazed at the other apprentice. ** "She disappeared... I-I don't know if she died- I mean it looked like she died but... s-she came back!" ** Mike stammered, fighting back tears. "She came back and she spoke to me... she's still alive and she's here I know she is!" He explained, already turning around and resuming his quick pace to the camp entrance.
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TOKIWA · Sep 16th 2016

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//don't worry, it's alright. i'll probably forget any spoilers anyway by the time i watch it

Alright, at least it had been somewhat confirmed who 'El' was. They were his friend. He had suspected that to be the case although the clarification was much appreciated. He opened his mouth to reply when the feline began to speak again and his lips met once more. He took the opportunity to try and wipe sleep from his eyes with his paw, fighting back a yawn as he attentively listened to Mike's words. He was clearly urgent and from what he could gather, the other male had every right to be. His friend had died, well she had looked dead, but she was back. Taro was glad for him deep down although those thoughts did not cross his mind in the moment.

"What? Your friend is back? That's great" he said, closing his eyes to let out a small, stifled yawn. When his molten brown orbs were visible once more he let out a little gasp as he watched the other apprentice continue his walk to the entrance. Was he going to look for his friend right now? Like, right now? "Hey wait, it's like the middle of the night. You can't go looking for her now. What if you get lost or something bad happens? I'm sure that she'll find her way here. It's too risky for you to just venture off" the canine barked out, alarmed by the seemingly rash decision although it made him quite the hypocrite. He knew deep down that if this was him he would have done the same thing. He would have thrown caution to the wind and darted off without even so much as a second though. But then again, he didn't exactly have friends so such a situation would not arise in his case. He took a small step towards Mike but he made no attempt to openly stop the other male.

[spoiler=info, updated 15th September 2016]
[size=8]GENERAL:
▪ Tarotpaw Hanamura
▪ Varco-Alastair-Jones-Severinus (surnames through adoption)
▪ Biologically carries: Gruchy Praelium Praevado Integre Resurgam Sartaq Capone Flameseeker Reaver Darling Grimm Harbringer Darling Stormborn
▪ Male
▪ Demi-homoromantic | Pansexual
▪ 8 months | Ages every 250 posts
▪ Apprentice | Windclan
▪ Based off the characters of 'Persona' (especially Yosuke Hanamura from Persona 4)

RELATIONSHIPS:
▪ Single | Not crushing on anyone | No potential crushes
▪ ½ ---
▪ Slowmotion xx Capricorn (doesn't know this)
▪ Is the adoptive brother of Quentin (Pinballwizard xx Befriendingdemons/Lucien)

PHYSICAL:
★ SPECIES [birth/main]: Akita (without the collar) | health: 100%
— Plush, tan coloured akita. Bright, friendly dark brown eyes
— major injuries: none
— minor injuries: none

PERSONALITY:
— Clumsy
— Vibrant
— Speaks before thinking at times
— Can be a bit of a flirt
— Angry, protective smol™

POWERS:
currently undiscovered

INTERACTION:
▪ medium physically/mentally
▪ Attack in bolded and italicized #f76b00.
▪ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.

daybreak xerses · Sep 16th 2016

★ ★ ★ the child was awoken by a commotion outside, and soon the feline was out on her porch, grumbling about how people just couldn't stay asleep at night. then she saw mike and tarotpaw a little ways off, talking about something. continuing to grumble under her breath, the blue-furred child would make her way over, eyes narrowed. then she heard their conversation. why was mike looking someone this late at night? couldn't he wait until morning? coming to a stop beside tarotpaw, the child would speak. "isn't it a... a little late for that? and no one named 'el' lives in windclan..." she would say, wishing she had her purple scarf with her, but the child had left it in her cabin, much to her dismay.

MIKE ! · Sep 16th 2016

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[fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px;][size=7pt]The trainee stopped, turning around again. That was what he was afraid of. If she had turned into a cat like him... it was possible she was alone, and probably scared. She would be confused, just as he had been, perhaps even more so. "I don't care. I'm searching for her anyway- she needs my help. She won't able to get here by herself." Mike said, ears flattening against his skull as he spoke, irritation beginning to creep it's way into his voice. "And I'm not coming back until I find her." He added, expression turning serious. Even if it meant he'd be in danger- he would find her, whatever it took to do so. Mike turned around one final time, making his way out of camp, not turning back to look behind him.

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