Ghouls trying to open a door that is seemingly wedged shut. Rated out of ten. Let’s go.
Aether:Tries using his weight to his advantage to brute force the door open, but he just winds up hurting himself in the process. Realizes after the fact that it’s the “pull” side of the door he’s stuck on and feels immensely embarrassed.
Wounded Pride/10.
Dewdrop:Tries kicking the door open from the other side after hearing Aether’s failed attempt and winds up hurting his foot. Gives up and goes to get ice.
Nope, screw that/10.
Multi/Swiss: Tries the same thing as Aether but from the other side and somehow misses the door and smacks his elbow on the handle.
Critical hit/10.
Rain: Looks for another way to get inside of the room instead of going through the door and gets lost.
“Copia, come pick me up, I’m scared”/10.
Mountain: Suggests removing the handle just to see if they can get it open that way.
“Oh, hey, Aether, how are you doing over there?”/10.
Cumulus: Finds Rain and asks what’s going on only to decide she doesn’t want to get involved.
There are other doors/10.
Cirrus:Tries to brute force the door like the others and winds up punching the door when it doesn’t work.
Bruised knuckles/10.
Sunshine:Takes a moment to look at the door and notices a secondary lock that slots into the upper portion of the doorframe. Pulls it down and swings the door open before walking through.
“Wait, what”/10.
Bonus Copia: Locked the door because it was in a rarely used hallway and he didn’t see any point in keeping it open.
I want Ghost to cover or do something with My Chemical Romance’s Mama from The Black Parade
Just imagine
Everything is falling, the buildings, the bodies, the hopes of many. This once great and proud city has begun to fall. The debris spiraling to the ground around him and the dust brings fire with it. The confusion and panic begin to settle in the realization of what is happening. Papa 4 cries out, for someone to save him. He was originally okay with the thought of death but this was different. What was happening finally sunk in. Facing it himself was different. After the constant beratement from everyone he thought he was ready for this change. He WAS prepared for something like this to happen. Watching the fire creeping around him while it’s warmth was different. He began to remember every mistake he ever made, every letdown and slip up. In this moment he was more self-aware than ever.
In this moment he froze, he knew he was going to die and he wasn’t ready. He did the only thing he could think of. Looking for a way out proved pointless. So screaming and pleading for Sister Imperator to just do something became his only option. Maybe someone would hear him, take pitty, and save him. Yet no one heard. He screamed till his lungs hurt, breathing in smoke and dust didn’t help for his worsening condition. Yet he continued for a woman he KNEW was supposed to save him, left him to die. Everything begins to fade the sound becomes dull and empty his screams quickly following.
He dies alone buried in debris
This time, something was different. A few seconds had passed till he opened his eyes again. Once believed he lived through this event but quickly shot that idea down. No one could have survived that alone. So while looking around, his eyes land on the shapes in front of him. With a few more quick blinks and his eye finally adjusting to the new surround, this shapes was familiar. Papa 4 began to get up and fix himself to appear more proper and for the other three Papa’s before him. Yet they just nodded at him in recognition of him being there but not speaking to him.
As they turned around together and began to walk, Papa 4 questioned their choices as he wasn’t sure where they were going. For what he knew there was nothing left. Yet thought it would be best to follow. Seeing as he was just screaming for someone to help him. This was a gift, a weird gift but still a gift.
Why not follow your dead brethren into the known.
As he walked quickly to catch up with them, they began to sing a familiar tune, one he swore he knew but wasn’t sure why. He dropped this thought as soon as it came to him, choosing to pick the moment instead of his mind.
So he began to sing with them
“We’re damned after all
Through fortune and flame we fall
And if you can stay then I’ll show you the way
To return from the ashes you call
We all carry on
When our brothers in arms are gone
So raise your glass high for tomorrow we die
And return from the ashes you call”
As they fade into the distance, Papa 4 joining them.
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