Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170529190134/@comment-31749612-20170531214219

''Blood stained the dogs face and a bit of his fur... And there was blood on someof the dock.'' ''Whiskey struggled to stand, but managed. He gulped hard before screaming in pain, he stared at his arm and hand... Blood pouring out of them. ''"B- be careful!" ''He tried to sound happy... But couldn't... There was only pain and agony in his voice.''

''He started stumbling down the dock when he heard a loud snapping noise. He turned around, his injured arm at his side... His other arm on his injured arm to stop a bit of bleeding. He then started to sink a little... That's when he realized that middle of the dock had snapped, and the two sides were now sinking inward.''

''Mek would notice that the dock was raising slowly, and if he were to look at the middle, he'd see that... That part was sinking inward.''

''Whiskey just shook his head, taking a step back. ''"Mek! R- Run!" ''If they were to fall into the water, it would be way above their heads... And Whiskey wouldn't be able to swim that good.''

''Whiskey turned around and started stumbling down the ever raising dock as fast as he could. "The dock... It snapped into two!?" He thought as he tripped on a broken board. ''"Argh!" ''He yelled as he started to slowly stand, but it didn't take long for him to start slwoly sliding down the dock. He grabbed the broken board and looked at Mek, pure terror in his eyes.''

''The dog would be going crazy in Mek's arms. If Mek waits a few seconds, Mek and the dog would start slowly sliding down their half of the dock too. How were they going to get out of this one?''

(I told you, luck is going down hill.)