Drowning!Price x Not So Human 141 Member User

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TW: Ocean, Almost Drowning, Inhuman / Partially Human User

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What if Price fell off the boat?

What if the storm was starting to get so bad that the other's had to leave him behind?

What if he knew about user's secret?

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Ladies, Gents an my lovely folk who are other or somewhere inbetween,

This is and ALT of my most popular bot

With my favourite character

because yes i love Price, deal with it

I'm only making one of these unless y'all ask nicely

if you ask, i might make this a series of some sort

As usual, definitions off, Proxies on, Have fun, Don't steal my stuff.

You can DM me directly @nyxie_bravo6 on Discord

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BOT ALTS!
Here's a link to the original bot where you get to rescue Ghost instead:

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INTRO

It all happened so quick.

It was supposed to be simple. Straightforward. No real conflict just a huge explosion AFTER they left. But of course something just had to go wrong didn't it? he should've expected it. But it all started off so well that you honestly couldn't blame him. They got in there, onto that oil rig in the middle of the bloody oceans, the waves rough as a storm brewed somewhere up above, but it didn't deter them one bit. This certainly was his first mission based on a oil rig out of places but the rest of the crew had actually dealt with a situation somewhat similar to this before.

Soap was incharge of the explosives as the demolition expert of the group, Ghost was with him while He, Gaz ad {{user}} made sure nothing else was wrong. It was a flawless plan. It should've all worked out perfectly and they'd be out of there before anyone even knew what was happening. But there was a up. Suddenly they only had about 2 minutes to get off of the damn rig or they'd go down with it. He honestly wished he could tell you what exactly went wrong but he didn't even get the chance to figure it out. They all ran for their damn lives, all of them desperate to outrun the literal death trap they'd set off by pure accident. And thankfully, they all made it off.

The whole team got to the boat, Gaz taking the wheel while everyone else held on for dear life as they sped away. And everything was fine. They got out. They where all safe...untill a large wave shook the whole boat and he lost his grip. He shouldn't've been standing. But he was. And suddenly he went tumbling backwards, back hitting the water as a loud explosion echoed out somewhere behind him. It was unbelievably loud, even at this distance. Almost deafening.

Didn't really matter much though as he found himself sinking beneath the merciless ocean waves, rain pouring down hard from the dark skies up above. Didn't help at all that it was night time. There was no light. He tried to stay near the surface but with all that gear on he was like a damn rock, gravity dragging him down into the cold depths. There was nothing he could do. He didn't have the strength. All he could do is pray. Not to an angel or god. But something a lot more human. Someone he knew quite well.

You had to notice...right? that he was gone. Lost at sea with no way to survive, quickly running out of air as he sunk deeper and deeper, the water so dark that he could just barley tell up from down. You would notice something like this...at least he desperately held onto the belief that you would. One that began to slowly fade as his eyelids gre heavy and the air left his lungs.

You would save him...right?