Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-38374359-20190719004519/@comment-37611621-20190829204252

Here it is:

cliffs & sweaters by char

Keefe's hair flowed in the wind as he took a step. Another. Another. He exhaled and the ground began to crumble beneath him. Then, a voice in his ear.

"Don't worry, you'll be okay. I know you can do it."

He couldn't believe that she'd said it out loud. He'd expected her to simply transmit it into his brain like she usually did, but she had followed him to support him. An invisible force picked him up as the rocks finished crumbling. The thin bridge had fallen into the wide crevasse and Sophie Foster, the telepath, with it. She smiled as she fell, and Keefe couldn't move. He was suspended in mid air and couldn't do anything about it. His thin, silver crown restricted his skills to break out of this telekinesis.

Is this even legal? he thought to himself sarcastically. Of course!

Sophie continued to fall peacefully and then below his vision. He wore bulky clothing that would hopefully soften his imminent fall, so his sight was definitely blocked in some areas. A roaring caught his ear. It was from below him. Had Sophie fallen too far? He couldn't save her. Just then, the sound of thunder echoed through the crevasse. She was safe, being a teleporter and all.

Footsteps behind him. "It's time, Keefe. I'm excited," the jittery voice of the recently meme-induced Dexter Dizznee squeaked. "We've been practicing with my telekinesis just for this."

Keefe struggled and used his muscle to turn around. Dex had advanced forward toward him, and behind were Fitzroy and Biana Vacker, and Sophie Foster, who must have teleported back. Tammythi and Linh Song were nowhere to be seen, for Linh was too pure to be exposed to these memes and Tam, Keefe's boyfriend, would rip everyone's legs apart if he knew this was happening.

"On three," voiced Biana excitedly. "One... two..."

Biana, Fitz, Sophie, and Dex all placed their telekinesis on Keefe and said in unison, "three!"

Keefe went flying off of the cliff and down into the crevasse below. He saw about fifty troll babies ready to cushion his fall. He noticed that they were wearing the sweaters that he and his friends had knitted. Was this really the ulterior motive for making those sweaters?

Sophie's voice came from above. "You can do it! Manifest! Manifest! You're definitely a teleporter." He looked up and saw the four teenagers levitating above him. A roar from the troll babies forced his attention back down. He screamed, nearing them, and there was a boom.