migraine // charlotte's death

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charlotte brownings.[/presto]

(Don't stop thinking.)

In school, she never paid enough attention as she wish she had in that moment; always more focused on how the person next to her smelled like a mix between salami and mint and how the one bitch wouldn't ever shut the hell up, but Charlotte never really saw what she should do when she's fucking bleeding out from multiple stab wounds and burn marks. Throughout all these mother fucking years of practice she still didn't know how the fuck to stop herself from free falling off the cliff of life and into a state called death, all she remembered was don't. Fucking don't. But in between her shaking hands and the pounding in her skull and the burn marks and tear stains that nearly hurt just as bad tattooing her, she almost didn't care.

Seventeen years later, and she still don't care. Except now she almost prayed for death, sitting on the ground as Siren said nothing more than 'and,' heaving in and out like her lungs were filling with the very blood soaking through the back of her shirt and the open wound of her leg. It felt like falling, shifting in fucking place, she missed home. The shift in her soul and her body felt like Aelia, it felt like the ocean of blood coming to drift her off to her grave, it felt like it would take her home, finally. Charlotte missed Rene, a full three weeks of spite led her where (to her grave) and she was all the grudge the moment that vulture ate it out of her body. She wouldn't apologize for it ever though, even if there was some tiny chance of her getting back up - even she knew at this point that wasn't happening.

She wouldn't apologize, because Brownings never do. Not for anything.

The only thing Luce ever told her that made sense, the only thing she knew left, don't apologize, for anything. It didn't hurt to think of him anymore, it didn't hurt to think of him, or Death, or Aelia, or Owen, or Radler, or Leon (don't stop thinking, that's when you die.) All that hurt now was the fucking gap in her chest from Siren's what ever the fuck, and she put her hand on it - the good one, her left one. It stuck like paint. In her last few seconds, she could draw a picture, that'd be kind of cool. A signature or something, hell she didn't give a fuck, just don't stop.

(Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale.)

Owen. The fucking dipshit, such a fucking dipshit. Charlotte needed him this one time, just this one time, and she'd protect him and Aelia a million lifetimes over, she swore it. She just needed him this one time, and they could get out of this shit one more time and they'd make bad puns all over again and pull Aelia out of holes. If only he'd come back, she actually needed his ass for once, she needed to stab him for leaving Aelia alone, or yell at him for splitting the both of them from Charlotte. She needed to kill him herself, such a dipshit, she needed him this one fucking time. (Don't stop thinking.) They were gonna make it back, Aelia could see the ocean, and Owen could see his brothers, and Charlotte could see them both safe and with Rene, and they could be back in that training center eating flowers like fucking pixies without fucking fuckface Leon fuckgel.

Fucking dipshits, fucking idiotic dipshit, mother fucking, how could he leave them after just one day? Where the fuck even was he (inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale) - not dead. Not yet. Charlotte'd skin him alive, she'd fucking skin Leon fuckboy Krigel's fucking fuckboy nose off before she saw satan himself, or she'd raise hell if she died just to get the chance at him. She'd fuck him up, her hand whipped against the ground, paint sticking her hand to the sand like it belonged together in the same way her fist needed to be up Leon's fucking ass for outliving her. For outliving Aelia, he was supposed to be here, not his side-show. (Don't stop thinking.)

Siren's hand touched her's for a second, her right hand - the one with Aelia's last lifeline and Charlotte's as well. Their rings, Charlotte's home, she felt Siren taking one from her, Aelia, for a second time. She took them from her - Siren Baitwell took Leon from her, Siren Baitwell took Owen from her, Siren Baitwell took Aelia from her, Siren Baitwell took Charlotte from her. (Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale.) Charlotte wanted to rip her limb to limb, she wanted to bit at Siren's skin and she wanted to spit acid into her lungs - she wanted to kill Siren Baitwell before Leon could. But she couldn't.

(She still couldn't.)

(Not with Aelia, not without Aelia.)

She needed Aelia like she needed air, she needed Aelia like she needed Rene; she couldn't die alone. Even worse, she couldn't die with only Siren Baitwell. Charlotte didn't want to be alone with Death; for two days she dreamed of only the release, not the meeting, not the aftermath. She wanted salt to pure her wounds and take her for freedom's sakes, to sink her away into abyss and away from the pain and she would be alone. Never had she expected it to come so fast, alone. (Don't stop thinking.) She wanted to stop now, but she prayed for all she could without being able to move for it took too much to that she could still limp away once more.

(Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale.)

Just like Leon, Owen, Aelia, Death, Luce, Rene, Charlotte, Siren was gone. It was okay, the blood sticking to her forehead, stomach, chest, leg, back, neck, hair, she was okay. Siren was gone, she'd be okay. Siren arrived, Leon left, Siren arrived, Darius died, Siren arrived, Aelia and Owen went missing, Siren left, they both died. Siren's gone, Charlotte's dead, (inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale) it was okay. Charlotte felt the knife in her hand, the blood fusion of Siren and Erebus and herself, and she felt like she was sinking before she could even think about it (don't stop thinking,

fucking don't.)

(Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale.)

No matter where, she'd have Rene, and if only she had understood this back when she had two legs, she would've ran all the fucking way back and raise hell until she did. Maybe she wouldn't be trapped in this fucking ghost town with nothing but her own ring - she missed Aelia. She fucking took Aelia, Charlotte gripped the handle of her lifeline. (Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale.)

No matter where, she'd have Rene, and no matter what she'd be armed with amassed barriers and the walls pass away, in her she has the sacred fire that nothing and nobody will stop her or stop her from moving forward. (Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale) she aimed for the open wound of her chest. Throughout her body she felt a burst, it felt like sinking, shifting under the tide, it felt like salt in her wounds and it burned. Her necked clenched and her veins burned within that second, her fist clenched deeper as she grew out of color. In the second duration, she felt like a single screech, as she punctured her graceless heart she gasped for any last word.

(I'm not sorry, Erebus. Brownings don't apologize. Aelia, Rene, Owen, Luce, Leon, Siren, Erebus, Radler, Jem. "I don't feel very dead." Fuck you, fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you. "Did you do that?" Don't stop thinking. "Charlotte, that's a pretty name, but I'd much prefer to call you Charlie." Yeah, and I'm going to stab you in the neck. "It's a lovely shade of fuck off." A six. Just a six. "Horseshoes, anyone?" Who the actual fuck are you. Free, and fuck you Dan. "Since you've saved both of our asses multiple times over the last few days, I guess that makes you a hero, and it's only plausible that a superhero has a fitting name, so Charlie, what would your title be?" Missus fuck you, captain screw off, the great middle finger, literally fuck yourself. "You're a fucking bitch." If only I had more plates. "And?" Aelia's crying, I need Rene.

"You're really pretty, ya know.")

(stop.)

There was no inhale.

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Holy shit okay, so thank you's come next and I'm gonna try my best to make these as like, least awkward and family-reunion hug with that one family member you don't know that well as possible, okay.

-Mylee, foR BEING THE BEST PERSON EVER OK. that's it. Except not really, since my like entire experience for the 67th and my first games in general was with you, and I can't thank you enough for that. It was amazing getting to waste like 9 weeks with you and Owen and getting to cry together and eventually both joining the "Killed by Siren Baitwell" club. You're like my entire being mhm, and without you Charlotte would've never even gotten into the bloodbath, nevertheless actually turning into a character that didn't suck complete ass like originally. Also, I still haven't finished Noah sory.

-Anzie was pretty cool, ya feel, even tho she kinda ditched us it helped Owen/Charlotte/Aelia and that like 2 second shout-out to Darius to become one of my favorite things about these games. Also, you won that one time and I can say I was allies with you, so A+. Even though I spent lie, these entire games trout-mouthing at the screen at you for no reason tbh. Also also, Leon's banging like half of district four and it's gonna be awkward but kinda great. Good job you.

-Cass, CASS ME BAE, in all honesty there was no way in hell I would've gotten into the top 3 without you, you were my light beacon and I was one of those half-scented bacon things, you know? But yeah, you're great and both me and Charlotte loved Aelia with our entire heart, except I didn't stab my heart in the end. You're amazing and continue to do what you do.

-Um, Pogue right

-CAIT. Basically, this entire thing is your fault since I was originally gonna step down but you were like "no don't do that you noob" and I was like wow how dare you and stepped up just to spite you. But basically every time I ranted about hating Charlotte you were like "no, don't do that yo noob" and I started to like her a little more just to spite you and then I ended up almost liking her as a friend.

-And lastly, a shout out to my homegirl Henna/Vulpix/Gabi/whatever she is??? She was on here for like 2 days right, but she made Rene and I made Charlotte and yeah, it was lame but Charlotte died and now she cri errday. Also she's bae, but nowhere to be found ever.

-Actually, that wasn't the last one but I wanted my homegirl to feel special mhm, but at the same time shout out to Kay since she's pretty rad and I'm getting really tired. Like, I was supposed to do this death post a month ago and it's kinda awkward doing these shout outs, but Kay was a hella game maker along with Charade and both of y'all were phenomenal and perfect in every way during this entire thing.

-Dars and Tristen get a thing

-AND LASTLY, TO ALL DOESE OTHER TRIBUTE OWNERS BC YOU'RE GREAT, and ily that's all. Thanks to all the other twenty-three of you guys for making my first games the shit to me, and I'm gonna stop here bc I'm getting really lazy yeh.

-I forgot Sam

-TOTALLY DIDN'T FORGOT KIAH DOE I SWEAR TO SWEAR