Huh? I’m studying the volcano. Are you a camper from one of the nearby camps?
((totally fine – i know stuff happens. Glad to see you back! 🙂
I just wanted to make a point. I…
What kind of point?
I just wanted to…just…not exist…
*frowns* Max, this is even more reason to talk to your counselors. I understand if you don’t want to, but in any case your safety is in danger.
cliche-ask-max-deactivated20171:
Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?
//lol chill max//
David: okay…oh god…I’m a horrible counselor…I can’t even tell when one of my kids is upset…depressed, even…
No, son, no, you’re not horrible. You’re, what…
in your twenties? It’s okay. And Max didn’t want anyone to realize he was… so
upset. It’s not our fault, David.David: I’m going to go see him. Even if he’s asleep, I just wanna look at him…
Sure. *turns to open the door for David. Gives
him a small smile and steps aside so he could go in first.*David: *he gasps when he sees the small form of max, looking even smaller among the tubes and machines* oh max…
Max: *stirs and wakes up* d-David?
*shuts the door behind them gently* Hey buddy.
I gave him a call – I hope that’s okay.*he reaches out his arms* d-David.
David: *walks over and hugs the child gently*
*stands at the foot of the bed, just watching
them hug it out*David: max…I’m so sorry…
David…I did this…David…it’s all my fault…I scared everyone…I tried to…kill myself…
We got you out of the water and to the
hospital in time – that’s what’s important right now. The other kids will be
glad to know that you’re okay. *frowns* I… broke one of your ribs, Max, and
cracked a couple others. I’m sorry about that – I wish it was avoidable.
cliche-ask-max-deactivated20171:
Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?
//lol chill max//
*max
coughs, flips over, and vomits up a shit ton of water* *one of his ribs
is broken* *he coughs, and he coughed up blood* why? Wh…why… *he starts
to sob*David: OHGOSH MAX! ARE YOU OKAY? DO WE NEED AN AMBULANCE?
C: Call one. My god, I’m so sorry, Max… *holds
onto his shoulder, keeping him on his side while he coughs*
A: D-Daddy, there’s red….
C: I know, sweetie. Get a napkin – help him
clean his face.
*Angie does, taking one from the first-aid kit
and just gently dabbing at Max’ cheeks and around his mouth.*
cliche-ask-max-deactivated20171:
Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?
//lol chill max//
*max seems to be refusing to cough* *he weakly paws at Carlos’s hand*
David: *comes running* OH MY GOSH MAX!
C: He was in the lake! He’s not breathing! *still pushing on the kid’s chest*
*coughs weakly, but not enough to get any water out*
David: HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?! DID HE FALL IN? DONT WORRY MAX WE’LL HELP YOU! *points to angie* GET A FIRST AID KID!
A: Okay, David! *runs off toward the mess hall
to get the first aid kit*C: He just – *stops and looks at the other kids*. I – yeah!
He fell in! Obviously! Help me get him breathing! There’s water in his lungs!*max’s eyes flutter* *he coughs enough that he can make the words* didn’t…fall…tell…them…I..dare…you…
David: what? What’s going on!
C: That’s not important right now! God dammit,
Max! *pushes much harder on his tiny chest – could have broken a rib but he’s
trying to get the water out*A: *running back with an old plastic first-aid
kit**max’s body spasms* n-no. Let…*cough* me…die…
C: *looks at David* You know how to do this
better, don’t you?A: *sets the kit down by Max’ head and opens
it before moving so the adults could get to it easier.**max convulses on the ground* *his lungs are starting to shut down* l-let…die…please…
A: Daddy, turn his head so water can drain. He
needs air too!C: *nods and turns Max’s head to the side *
David, c an you give him some air? I’ve got his chest.((you’re playing David >w>
*max pushes everyone away* no…leave…it…
David: *does cpr* *idk how to describe that* max! Stay with us!
*Some kids are getting upset. Angie is
starting to cry and Carlos is just getting frustrated and teary*C: Max, for the love of God, just cough!
Breathe for me buddy, please! *he’s surprised when teardrops fall down onto his
hands while he’s pushing on Max’s chest*…stop…I’m…not worth…it *there are tears running down Max’s face*
David: MAX PLEASE! BREATHE!
C: YES YOU ARE! Yes you fucking are! Don’t die, Max! I don’t want you to die! Breathe, Max,
breathe!!
A: *Angie is so scared and crying* D-don’t
die, Max! P-please!
*some of the other kids are freaking out and
crying*
*Carlos puts his weight behind his arms and
gives one really hard push onto Max’ Chest – as hard as he could*
cliche-ask-max-deactivated20171:
Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?
//lol chill max//
No. Don’t. I don’t want to take a ‘day off’ no ones allowed to know that this happens. I have to be fine.
It’s okay not to be fine 100% of the time,
Max. You need a break. It’s okay.No. I won’t.
*stands up, not having any of it* Come on,
Max, let’s get you to your tent. *reaches down to turn the boy around and start
gently pushing him back towards camp* I’ll find David later.*smacks his hand away* DONT TOUCH ME! YOU SON OF A BITCH!
*is startled. He frowns, disappointed, but
doesn’t go to push him again* Come on, Max. Let’s go.Nononononononononononono.
Max – you’ve cried three times in front of me. You’re allowed to take it easy. I’ll explain satisfactorily enough to
David that you won’t get in trouble.No…I don’t want to…
You need it, Max. You need to just stop for a
bit and settle down. It really helps with coping, I promise you.No. I’ll be fine. I just need to go…swimming…to clear my head…
//max can’t swim//
You shouldn’t go swimming if the counselor’s
not around to watch you, Max. *pushes on his shoulders again to get the kid
moving* Come on, kiddo.I have to though. It’ll help, I promise.
I’m sorry, Max. I’m sure there are rules
against it. You can ask David later – he’s an actual camp counselor, and y’know…
paid to watch you.*just fucking takes off*
Wha- what the – Max! MAX! *starts running after him*
*jumps into the lake* *sinks*
What the – oh my god! SOMEONE! Help! *sheds
his labcoat and wrestles off his boots before running in and diving after Max**max is at the bottom of the lake* *he opens his mouth and breathes in the water*
//don’t worry I won’t kill him//
*carlos can’t really see. He has to surface to
rub his eyes but then goes down again, forcing them open. Sees a mass of blue
and black and dives down towards it. Grabs the blue hoodie and starts to drag
it up*
cliche-ask-max-deactivated20171:
Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?
//lol chill max//
No. Don’t. I don’t want to take a ‘day off’ no ones allowed to know that this happens. I have to be fine.
It’s okay not to be fine 100% of the time,
Max. You need a break. It’s okay.No. I won’t.
*stands up, not having any of it* Come on,
Max, let’s get you to your tent. *reaches down to turn the boy around and start
gently pushing him back towards camp* I’ll find David later.*smacks his hand away* DONT TOUCH ME! YOU SON OF A BITCH!
*is startled. He frowns, disappointed, but
doesn’t go to push him again* Come on, Max. Let’s go.Nononononononononononono.
Max – you’ve cried three times in front of me. You’re allowed to take it easy. I’ll explain satisfactorily enough to
David that you won’t get in trouble.No…I don’t want to…
You need it, Max. You need to just stop for a
bit and settle down. It really helps with coping, I promise you.No. I’ll be fine. I just need to go…swimming…to clear my head…
//max can’t swim//
You shouldn’t go swimming if the counselor’s
not around to watch you, Max. *pushes on his shoulders again to get the kid
moving* Come on, kiddo.I have to though. It’ll help, I promise.
I’m sorry, Max. I’m sure there are rules
against it. You can ask David later – he’s an actual camp counselor, and y’know…
paid to watch you.*just fucking takes off*
Wha- what the – Max! MAX! *starts running after him*
*jumps into the lake* *sinks*
What the – oh my god! SOMEONE! Help! *sheds
his labcoat and wrestles off his boots before running in and diving after Max*
cliche-ask-max-deactivated20171:
Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?
//lol chill max//
No, did you even listen to what I’ve been saying? I just hate it everywhere. I don’t want to be anywhere
Not even with your friend Preston? *he’s
trying to challenge the kid – make him think*I just don’t wanna be living.
*stumbles a bit out of shock. Yeah, definitely
not keeping that a secret. *
W-well, the alternative isn’t really an option. *tries to keep his tone calm,
almost conversational.*
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