The first thing Deon thinks is that the transfer failed in some spectacularly bizarre way. Scouts don't cough and sputter. Scouts don't have lungs or tastebuds to taste the saltwater or mouths to feel the grit of the sand on their tongues and teeth. He's not a Scout. He's still a human. Somehow. And there's no pain in his gut. He doesn't feel weak from blood loss.
Am I...dead?
This isn't what he'd expected from an afterlife. He hadn't thought about an afterlife at all. And the scent of gunpowder on the wind and the distant sound of gunfire as he struggled to his feet seemed to belie the idea of a good afterlife.
He ineffectually tries to clean the water droplets and sand off of his glasses. "What happened?" he croaks, mostly because he wants to hear something that isn't like what had just happened an hour ago.
2. Arcade Fire
The Fourth God. He's heard about this being, and finally decided to seek it out. The arcade is certainly different from the rest of the town, and it's free of the Fog God's influence that has made the hair on the back of his neck stand up since he'd gotten here. The robots at least are comforting, to a degree. He likes robots. He understands robots. They make sense to him.
"Hello?" he calls, wondering if anyone else is here among the pinball machines.
Deon Wilson | Chappie
The first thing Deon thinks is that the transfer failed in some spectacularly bizarre way. Scouts don't cough and sputter. Scouts don't have lungs or tastebuds to taste the saltwater or mouths to feel the grit of the sand on their tongues and teeth. He's not a Scout. He's still a human. Somehow. And there's no pain in his gut. He doesn't feel weak from blood loss.
Am I...dead?
This isn't what he'd expected from an afterlife. He hadn't thought about an afterlife at all. And the scent of gunpowder on the wind and the distant sound of gunfire as he struggled to his feet seemed to belie the idea of a good afterlife.
He ineffectually tries to clean the water droplets and sand off of his glasses. "What happened?" he croaks, mostly because he wants to hear something that isn't like what had just happened an hour ago.
2. Arcade Fire
The Fourth God. He's heard about this being, and finally decided to seek it out. The arcade is certainly different from the rest of the town, and it's free of the Fog God's influence that has made the hair on the back of his neck stand up since he'd gotten here. The robots at least are comforting, to a degree. He likes robots. He understands robots. They make sense to him.
"Hello?" he calls, wondering if anyone else is here among the pinball machines.
3. The wildest of cards!