escordvi | [open] waste time with a masterpiece, don't waste time with a masterpiece

Who: Zack Fair & You
Status: Open
Where: Where these threads happen.
What: A catch-all log for closed threads for February! Includes a few Manta Board prompts as well. If you would like something specific please let me know.
Warnings: Tba.

[🐺 a. the edge of sleep: closed to crewmates & planned cr]

[Ever wonder what it's like to drown? It's a story of opposites. There’s peace in the water. Like it’s holding you. Whispering low tones to let it in. And every problem in the world will fade away... But then there's this thing. In your head. And it's raging. Lighting every nerve with madness. You have to fight. To survive. And all the while the question is before you. Have you had enough?

Zack can't breathe. He can't concentrate. All he can feel is the water cradling him like a vice and the strange invisable fingers around his throat that are both there and not there. He's drowning... He has to fight to breathe and swim. He has to fight to wake up.

This time he does manage to wake up. It's with a painful jolt, his body screaming in pain as he winces awake. His lungs gasping and his muscles screaming. The black mark on his hand pulsates with dirty murkiness, threatening to slide up his arm.

There can be a few places to find Zack when he wakes up. Either in his cabin aboard his crew's ship or on deck where he's failed to keep himself awake and has fallen asleep in a chair or even leaning against the wooden railing. Or at the worst passed out in some random storage room on the ship.]

[🐺 b. part of their world]

[When he's not suffering sleep deprivation Zack does manage to get some work done. Life goes on and he’s well enough during the day to go about his daily life. That means that Zack is getting back to work. And that means taking pictures of...]

Mermaids? Great, the last time I dealt with mermaids they wanted to drag me under the water.

[He sighs. But he clicks through his shellphone for the camera function and then nods.]

Let's just hope the mermaids we find today are a little less touchy-feely.

[🐺 c. wildcard]

[got something else? feel free to put that down here or find me at

michrure for some extra plotting.]

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[Was he though? He felt safe under the House of the Hearth even though he had done questionable things. However, he was allowed to do however he wanted here with no fear of doing any clean up duties.]

If you say so...

[He couldn't bring himself to lie. Not when Zack was being so honest and simply helping him out. That and he wasn't like Lyney. He couldn't hide behind a mask. As he trailed on, that's when he spotted something in the ocean.]

Ah...is that the zombie mermaids?

[There's probably more to unpack here but- It's time to take some pictures of mermaids. He turns to the railing to look out when Freminet points out his find.]

Seriously? Zombie ones?

[He was kind of hoping for the non-zombie ones today. They bite less. But they will have to be cautious with what they find either way. There in the distance is... a fish tail of some sort?]

... Well, it's something.

[As Freminet get a closer look and takes a picture, he hummed to himself.]

Do you think that would be enough? I think there would be some more if we looked around...

[Although, he hoped he didn't have to go underwater to look for some more.] See anything else?

[Zack hums as he leans on the ship railing trying to get a better look.]

We should keep our distance but let's see if any more of them pop out. It looks like they're starting to gather up around that rock over there.

[There is a rock that's jutting out of the water just ahead.]

Uh...perhaps we can get some pictures of them? Maybe just not so close.

[All the while attempting to take pictures but staying afar.]

They didn't say that we have to get pictures that closely right...?

That's right. Don't worry, kiddo. We don't have to go near them at all if we don't need to. We've got it right here.

[That's the joy of using a camera on a shellphone. These things should be good enough. And as the ship starts heading closer there is some movement in the water. Then soon enough some non-dead, very alive, very breathing, mermaids start to pop out to peek at them.]

There! See those?

[Of course, Freminet couldn't help but flinch. After dealing with some mermaids a while back, he was fearful of what they'll do next. Carefully, he tried to zoom in and take a few pictures but...]

...Are they going to jump?

[Because he was definitely prepared to fight if he had to.]

[Zack hasn't forgotten that Freminet told him how he got bitten by a mermaid before. So, he holds out his hand protectively.]

I dunno, but if they do they'll have to go through me first.

[But luckily these ones just seem to wave and wink at them. Nice mermaids? ... Well. Nice-ish.]

[He was certainly surrounded by a bunch of big brother figures, wasn’t he? The moment the hand appeared in front of him, he couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.]

You don’t have to do that. I don’t want you to get hurt.

[Especially he knew how bad the nausea was!]

[He winks at the kid.]

Don't worry, it'll take more than a mermaid attacking me to take me down.

[Luckily he's so sturdy that a mermaid bite probably wouldn't even affect him that much. ... Probably.]

On the plus side, it doesn't look like those ones are interested in much of anything.

Are you sure?

[Maybe it was his own upbringing but he knew that he couldn't trust anything. Even if they looked harmless, he knew that could attack at any moment.]

...It makes me wonder just what they might do next.

[Zack nods. He does bring up his own shellphone to snap a few more photos of the lounging mermaids.]

You're a pretty careful kid, aren't you.

[It's not a bad thing. It's a good thing, really.]

[There was so much he wanted to say but he couldn't. Indeed, he was a very careful kid as he didn't know what might happen everytime he went on a mission. Was he going to get gravely injured or not? He didn't know.

Despite this being a rather light mission, it didn't stop him from being nervous.]

...Is that a bad thing?

[Because he didn't know how else to respond.] I'm sorry if it is.

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