i. Crash Landing Bastion knew what this was or at least, he thought he did. This was the end. The Titans had won, their world had been torn apart, the Scions and the Gods had failed. It wasn't surprising, but it wasn't an easy pill to swallow either.
He'd never died before, but he'd come close a few times and this wasn't what he'd expected. Like, at all.
Without warning, he was skidding across something coarse and painful, tumbling across the beach until he came to a stop. Aside from a few scratches, he didn't exactly look worse for wear and seemed to be shaking off the epic fall without much trouble.
Now came the confusion because this was definitely not what he expected death would be like.
ii. Fairgrounds Bastion wasn't really sure what to make of this place or this fair, but the bright lights and the smell of amazing food that was terrible for you had him wandering through the crowds of people. The games and rides didn't exactly interest him, though subtly people watching others get excited or scared over them was worth putting up with getting yelled at by the carnies trying to entice more people to part with their money.
His nose led him over to the plethora of food booths and were those... Yep. Definitely waffle dicks. They actually looked delicious.
"I'll take one of the- Is that vanilla on the tip? Oh, that one there. With the chocolate and sprinkles," He smirked as he was handed the waffle, looking for a place to sit down and attempt to try this thing.
iii. Network ... used grindr or gone on a date with someone I met online.
Bastion Davilla | White Wolf's Scion
Bastion knew what this was or at least, he thought he did. This was the end. The Titans had won, their world had been torn apart, the Scions and the Gods had failed. It wasn't surprising, but it wasn't an easy pill to swallow either.
He'd never died before, but he'd come close a few times and this wasn't what he'd expected. Like, at all.
Without warning, he was skidding across something coarse and painful, tumbling across the beach until he came to a stop. Aside from a few scratches, he didn't exactly look worse for wear and seemed to be shaking off the epic fall without much trouble.
Now came the confusion because this was definitely not what he expected death would be like.
ii. Fairgrounds
Bastion wasn't really sure what to make of this place or this fair, but the bright lights and the smell of amazing food that was terrible for you had him wandering through the crowds of people. The games and rides didn't exactly interest him, though subtly people watching others get excited or scared over them was worth putting up with getting yelled at by the carnies trying to entice more people to part with their money.
His nose led him over to the plethora of food booths and were those... Yep. Definitely waffle dicks. They actually looked delicious.
"I'll take one of the- Is that vanilla on the tip? Oh, that one there. With the chocolate and sprinkles," He smirked as he was handed the waffle, looking for a place to sit down and attempt to try this thing.
iii. Network
... used grindr or gone on a date with someone I met online.