!! tw: death, short gore, slight motion sickness [for animation] !! this was intended to be watched on a computer - the fall - Deep had to clear his head. He had to take in one breath after the next. She was gone. Cure was gone, killed by that Riverspirit. His claws unsheathed, another unwelcome reminder of the rage in him that had begun to finally to reach its breaking point. A walk, a walk would stop him from lashing out. That's what he had to do. His paws took him to a familiar route, where he found the last of his kits. The cliffs, where the wind whipped furiously and the sea roared, so close to stealing him away, that's where Debbie could finally feel some semblance of peace. He bounded across boulders, going faster than he normally would've. Dee had to put distance between him and that cold-blooded hunter. Every stride, where his paw struck the earth, sending sand and dirt flying, was a reminder that Cure would never again be able to do that. Run in the wilderness, feel the air gliding over her fur. Never again. Never again. neveragain. neveragain. neveragain. neveragain. neveragain. neveragain. neveragain. neveragain. neveragain. neveragain. neveragain. neveragain. The words were crowding his mind, Deepmalesrom's chest was too tight, everything was too much it was all- His paw struck a rock, a discordant cry was ripped from his maw, and the world was falling around him, and the waters rose to meet him and he tumbled over the cliff's edge. They swallowed him in an embrace, wrapping him like a blanket. The stark cold shot to every bone, he opened his maw to yowl again, but the water came flooding in, and there was no one to hear. Faces appeared in the water before him, taking form in the flickering delusions of a dying cat, circling him, watching his end. He saw his sister, his loves, his kits, his friends, they were all there. His eyes grew wide, Deep's paws flailing, and the mask was swept away. He wasn't the medic who melded with the shadows, the charming guy who always remembered your birthday, the cat who always said he looked out for you not for his own gain, but because he genuinely liked you. Gone were all the lies, all the charades. All he was now was scared. - last words - "Daffy, I guess I'll be seeing you. I'm sorry I let your little heart grow so resentful Grace, I didn't last long. It was no fun without you anyways. Lumi... I should've been a better apprentice. Spent more time learning with you, more time bonding. Eyes, you were my world. I'll be the happiest cat to see you again. Maybe I'll get to tell you how I really feel, when we get out from this. Hiraeth, I never got to use all that knowledge you lent me. Oops. I never met your kits either. I ended up being a bad friend, I know. Coral... Where do I begin? You were everything I could've asked for in a child. Cowrie, I failed you. I never made that mistake again. You are the reason I stay awake at night, making sure no one goes like you. Ettie, you were my brightest star. I'm excited to spend my days with you, chasing the fireflies, watching over the kits with you by my side, forever. Plunderhaunt. I guess I was a mangy mentor, huh? Going off and managing to let you disappear. We miss you, if you cared to wonder. Divine, how did a cat like you get so twisted? If I had guided you away from that hatred, maybe you wouldn't have blood on your paws now. Wolfsbanecry, was it? I'm a lousy dad, I should've warned you. I fear what will happen if you catch me, but, let's be real, what did you expect? Vultureslaughter, I don't know if I've forgiven you yet. Mirthpaw, grow to be the protector I wasn't able to, and continue to be one of the most confident cats I know. The Clan needs someone to fight for them. Maudlinpaw, I should've taught you more when I had the chance to. I had so much to tell you, but I guess I'm saying it too late. The Clan will need someone to advise them. Sentimentpaw, I loved seeing you grow up, loved seeing you learn, I loved you. The Clan will need someone to remember our history. Luminarypaw, guide your siblings, please. You'll need to be the anchor of the family now, no matter how far away you are. Your Clan will need /you./ and to the rest of my Clan... watch out for cliffs, will you?" - credits + my final words - Thank you to everyone who let me use their cats in his death pmv, you all impacted his life majorly. They were all mentioned above. and I'm free now! Words cannot describe how happy I was to finally get rid of him. He was my cat with the most exp (compared to Obsidian's two and Orchid's twenty) and quite possibly had the most lore, out of all of them. I have no regrets about applying for Deepkit the day I saw him. Yes, at one point, I will be sad. I will think it was a mistake to get rid of him. I'm proud of what I did with him, though. continued in n & c
continued from above I'm going to miss the thrill of having a new cat, grinding exp, and all that. I truly am. Maybe, perhaps a year from now, maybe a few months, I'll come back. Maybe I won't. Regardless, Generations was always a thrill and has built some of my fondest memories here on scratch <3 - marshy copypasta: hello! i wanted to ask you if i could use your cat, [name], in deepmaelstrom's death pmv. he's not dead yet, don't worry! it'll be a big project, though, so I've got to start work on it in advance. replying with confirmation, either yes or no, would be greatly appreciated! [rwtrs: spam] copypasta two: seagulls caw overhead as those fateful words are spoken. "deepmaelstrom is... dead." you knew him one way or another, and his death srp and animation is finally out. https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1366143512 [spam: spammy]
