Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170529190134/@comment-31749612-20170601224159

''Whiskey immediately got up and ran to the edge. ''"MEK!" He screamed only to hear it echo.

''Things only went from bad to worse as the ground below Whiskey gave away, due to it being already weak. He started falling, it looked like he just did a dive... But managed to grab a long branch looking thing that was sticking out of the cliff, which immeditaely sent pain through his arm...''

''He yelled in fear and pain as he thought he was going to fall the full way down. His eyes were wide and he started to take quick, frantic breaths. ''

''He simply looked up at Benvolio, a great sadness in his eyes... Accompanied by fear. He didn't say anything, what was there to say? Many thought raced through Whiskey's mind as he hung there... He couldn't hold on forever, not with one hand... His good hand already started to hurt as his grip got looser and looser.''

"Benvolio! I'm sorry!" ''He screamed as he lost his grip and fell all the way down, hitting into the trees... Obviously causing his hand to hurt and arm to hurt, a lot. ''"AHHHH!"

(Well, I'll let you decide what happened to Whiskey when he hit the trees.)