Turns out, after a lengthy and heated conversation, that a crew that had returned previously never logged that fact, and human error led to the wrong code being listed with the wrong description. The squad is on their way back, roughed up, but alive, and it’s a miracle. At first they may be angry, especially because they’re talking about the recently deceased/missing squad… until they look at the radar. So imagine their surprise when they’re called into the landing bay the room awash with excitement and chatter. The base is solemn after the news, even more so when the team begin to register what happened. Nevertheless, the whumpee left for the mission, all smiles and the bravado of someone who’d cheated death more times than reasonably possible. However their dreams are crushed when the words ‘missing in action’ follow.Įveryone is understandably crushed, even if they did have a feeling something was going to happen. The problem is, your brain is starting to decay and it's weakening your tether on reality. You look alive, you act like yourself, but whatever it was that made you 'alive' is gone, yet you can't seem to leave your body. Enjoy, use, tag me in your creations.Your characters are waiting on base, anxiously awaiting news from the whumpee.Īcross the radio someone relays the whumpees team/squadron code, and for a moment there’s hope as the caretakers crowd the radio and demand silence from those surrounding them. If you draw something based on a prompt I posted, tag me I would LOVE to see it Feel free to submit a prompt in. You died last year but you still wake up in your body everyday. But I really want them to be sharable, so here they are. I found them on a deactivated blog, and I was unable to reblog.
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