ugh you kill a few people on a camping trip and suddenly everyone calls you a “murderer” i’m so sick of labels

She walked over to him, taking her goggles off of her face and setting them on her head. “What have you got there Croc?” She asked, peering at the scribbles.

"Just some n-n-notes." He replied, putting his pencil down. "I-I’m working on s-something.." He explained, pointing to a desk in the corner of the room. The desk had a few metal parts laying all over it, nothing seeming spectacular.

“Could I help?” She asked, sitting beside him. She tapped his goggles.

He blinked, looking down at his notes. "U-um... I d-don't really k-know.."

She walked over to him, taking her goggles off of her face and setting them on her head. “What have you got there Croc?” She asked, peering at the scribbles.

"Just some n-n-notes." He replied, putting his pencil down. "I-I'm working on s-something.." He explained, pointing to a desk in the corner of the room. The desk had a few metal parts laying all over it, nothing seeming spectacular.

Hospital Visit (closed with dib-the-survivor)

"Oh. You know. Just used a few techniques to make sure she doesn’t alert the others. Besides, it’s a hospital. You’d expect blood to be there, right?" He asked, marching out into the hallway again. 

It took a moment before Possum shrugged his shoulders. “I guess you have a point.” He said as he followed slowly after. “So,” He started. “Why were you waiting for me to wake up again?”

He looked back at Possum. “I could tell you were different. People consider you a monster, right? Well. Us monsters gotta stick together ya know?” He smiled. “So how’d you get hurt enough to be put in the hospital?” He asked. “To be honest these people are stupid enough not to question about our masks…”

Possum shrugged to the best of his abilities."Actually, the last person to call me a monster was my partner.. I'm labeled more of as an 'insane killer', or a 'homicidal manic'. Which is really annoying." He explained. He took a moment to respond to the next question as he looked down at his side. "Well, I ran into a few 'buddies' of mine, they used to be my buddies - keep in mind." He made sure that fact was clear. "And those assholes decided that I needed to die because of a rumor of some kind going on about me..." He trailed off, sighing. "What was it again..? I was-" He looked down. He had to remember, the kid was five. "...Was... Getting, really friendly with a chick high up in the ranks and they didn't like that." He touched his side where a wound was. "Shot me a few times and left me to die. I would be dead if it wasn't for this lady that found me."

The Crocodile's Nightmare

She blushed, “Of…Of course Crocodile…” She smiled widely, and hugged him, “One last question…Where do you want it to take place? I would suggest the beach..But it’s your choice.” The nightmare closed her eyes, and started to relax against the other, one of her arms snaking around his chest in a hug.

He shrugged the best he could. “The b-beach sounds nice..” He yawned softly, moving his hand up to cover his mouth. “Let’s.. Go there..”

She nodded, and nuzzled him, “Okay…You can fall asleep whenever you’re ready.” She turned a dial and slid a heart-shaped knob up, turning into a solid yet misty figure. She put a hand to his cheek, “We’ll do just fine..”

He smiled at those words and soon after, CT fell quickly into sleep. Soon enough, he was greeted by the sound of waves and the salty sea air. He opened his eyes and smiled at the view.

The Crocodile's Nightmare

She smiled, “I’m sure I’d love to see one of your inventions..Anything else? Animals, food…Anybody special you want in your dream?”

He was hesitant to say at first. “C-could.. Could you be there?” He asked shyly. “W-we could just h-hang out.. I-in my head…”

She blushed, “Of…Of course Crocodile…” She smiled widely, and hugged him, “One last question…Where do you want it to take place? I would suggest the beach..But it’s your choice.” The nightmare closed her eyes, and started to relax against the other, one of her arms snaking around his chest in a hug.

He shrugged the best he could. "The b-beach sounds nice.." He yawned softly, moving his hand up to cover his mouth. "Let's.. Go there.."

The Crocodile's Nightmare

She laid with him, and smiled. “If you’d really like. I’m not as good at happy dreams…What do you like?” She drummed her fingers on his chest, “It’ll help..”

"W-well.." He thought for a moment. "I like to invent things.. O-or at least, try…" He sighed. "No one l-likes my inventions…"

She smiled, “I’m sure I’d love to see one of your inventions..Anything else? Animals, food…Anybody special you want in your dream?”

He was hesitant to say at first. "C-could.. Could you be there?" He asked shyly. "W-we could just h-hang out.. I-in my head..."

The Crocodile's Nightmare

She nodded, “Of course I am, if I wasn’t, I wouldn’t exist.” She stretched, and cracked her back, “…You should have some pleasant dreams now.” She hugged him again, “I’ve had enough..”

He nodded, messing up his hair from rubbing it back and forth on the pillow. “Okay..A-are you gonna be controlling those d-dreams too?” He asked, closing his eyes.

She laid with him, and smiled. “If you’d really like. I’m not as good at happy dreams…What do you like?” She drummed her fingers on his chest, “It’ll help..”

"W-well.." He thought for a moment. "I like to invent things.. O-or at least, try..." He sighed. "No one l-likes my inventions..."

The Crocodile's Nightmare

Shodaw hugged him, “Are you okay?” She pulled away, and looked over his head, not meeting his eyes. If he didn’t want them to be seen, then she would do her best to abide by that rule. “It wasn’t too bad, was it?”

He shook his head. “N-no, it’s fine. J-just freaked me o-out.” He said quietly. He pinched the bridge of his nose as he took in a shaky breath. “You’re good at w-what you d-do..” He chuckled softly.

She nodded, “Of course I am, if I wasn’t, I wouldn’t exist.” She stretched, and cracked her back, “…You should have some pleasant dreams now.” She hugged him again, “I’ve had enough..”

He nodded, messing up his hair from rubbing it back and forth on the pillow. "Okay..A-are you gonna be controlling those d-dreams too?" He asked, closing his eyes.

The Crocodile's Nightmare

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Everything happened so quickly it was a blur. First he was on the edge of a building quickly shutting his eyes as he heard the gun shot, then he drowning in the water trying to swing against gravity. He let his breath go as he finally was out of the water, but quickly gasped as he felt the rope around his neck. As he fell and the rope covered his face he panicked slightly since he couldn’t see anything.

He screamed at the sudden pain in his chest. He fell to his knees as he looked down at the knife, trying to grab it in vain. He coughed up blood as he fell to the ground, waking up again. This time it wasn’t as bad as the first. His eyes were wide as his breathing was in short pants. “C-crap..” He stuttered, wiping his face.

Shodaw hugged him, “Are you okay?” She pulled away, and looked over his head, not meeting his eyes. If he didn’t want them to be seen, then she would do her best to abide by that rule. “It wasn’t too bad, was it?”

He shook his head. "N-no, it's fine. J-just freaked me o-out." He said quietly. He pinched the bridge of his nose as he took in a shaky breath. "You're good at w-what you d-do.." He chuckled softly.

The Crocodile's Nightmare

She burrowed under the blanket, and laid next to him, “…I like you, you got guts.” She put her goggles on, and put a hand on his chest, “Go to sleep now…I would suggest I sing you a lullaby, but my voice is…Horrid. I sing like a lion roars. Loud and scary.” She tapped her fingers on his chest. “Sleep now..I’ll be here.”

He blushed softly at the touch, scoffing lightly at the comment. “I-I must be the only person y-you know then. I-I have no guts once-soever.” He smiled. ‘Thanks for the complement though.’ He thought to himself. “A-alright.. See you in the morning I-I guess…”

“You do for trusting me.” She laughed, “If by morning, you mean thirty minutes from now..” She laughed more. She waited for him to fall asleep, fiddling with the knobs on her goggles. As soon as he fell asleep, she turned into the black fog, and invaded his dreams… This time, he was on top of a building, on the edge. People were staring at him, and one person from behind him walked towards him. She held up a gun, and pointed it to his head, shooting. He fell over the edge, and the ground rushed up to him. Instead of hitting pavement, he was suddenly underwater, a brick and chain attatched to his leg. It pulled him down, down, blood scenting the water. A crocodile swam around to him, and opened it’s jaws, going in for the kill. Right as the jaws closed around his neck, the scene changed again. He was about to be hung, a purple rope around his neck. A noose. A male stepped forwards, and kicked the barrel out from under Croc’s feet. He fell, and instead of choking, the rope was growing, getting bigger, winding around him. A crowd stared on as he was consumed be the rope, and he was forced to look at them until the rope constricted around his face. Then he saw nothing but black, until a pair of eyes opened in front of him. Eyes that were as reflective as mirrors. They showed him what he was, and then there was a piercing pain in his chest. A knife was embedded in his heart…

Everything happened so quickly it was a blur. First he was on the edge of a building quickly shutting his eyes as he heard the gun shot, then he drowning in the water trying to swing against gravity. He let his breath go as he finally was out of the water, but quickly gasped as he felt the rope around his neck. As he fell and the rope covered his face he panicked slightly since he couldn't see anything.

He screamed at the sudden pain in his chest. He fell to his knees as he looked down at the knife, trying to grab it in vain. He coughed up blood as he fell to the ground, waking up again. This time it wasn't as bad as the first. His eyes were wide as his breathing was in short pants. "C-crap.." He stuttered, wiping his face.