The Life Series Oneshots

{A Win In Losing - !LL! 🥀}

Yay! Team T.I.E.S. is in the houseeeee!!!!

TW'S:
- Self harm
- Hating yourself/Self-hatred

"Nah, I don't wanna play this silly little game anymore!"

Martyn grabbed his lava bucket and poured the lava all over Scott, before slashing him with his sword. Just like that, Scott was killed.

<Smajor1995 was slain by Inthelittlewood>

"Whoa, whoa whoa!" Impulse cried out as he franticly tried to dodge Martyn's attacks. He ran from him, yet Martyn was faster than him.

"It doesn't matter if you're a mean gill, a bad boy, a neighbour or a clocker!" Martyn continued to yell as he slashed Impulse. He fell, and tried to scramble away, but Martyn caught up.

"You're all going down, it doesn't matter anymore-!"

Martyn slashed Impulse yet again, and Impulse died.

<ImpulseSV was slain by Inthelittlewood>

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Impulse woke up with a gasp, he was dead, he was in the afterlife.

He had promised them that he would win, but he didn't.

He was  disappointed in himself, he couldn't keep a promise. He was stupid, and he got in second place. Fucking second place.

At that, even 3rd place could've made Impulse happier, yet he was stuck with second place. Right below 1st place, he didn't win. He had been so close, if Martyn didn't betray them and the rules.

And he was so disappointed in himself.

Raising his fist into the air, Impulse punched the ground.

Over and over again. Until his hand was bloody, until tears were streaming down his face.

"Damn it!" He yelled out, yet no one heard him. He fell to the ground, wrapping his knees to his chest as he cried.

"Impulse!!"

Wait. Impulse looked up. Was that- Tango!?

Sure enough, the other members of team T.I.E.S. were running towards him.

Tango, Etho, and Skizz.

Tango was the first to reach him, and he crashed into Impulse, sending them both to the ground now. Etho and Skizz soon caught up, and now, they were all laying on the floor together, in a small pile.

"Congratulations buddy! Second place!" Skizz shouted in joy. 'Second place.' Those words made Impulse hate himself even more. Skizz seemed to notice, and he looked down, seeing that his hand was bloody. Gently, Skizz took it, and using his angel powers, he healed it.

"Impulse? You okay buddy?" Tango asked, concern starting to fill his eyes. Impulse looked away, before he responded.

"Yeah, it's just that I didn't win. I only got second place." Impulse said bluntly. The others looked shocked, before Etho started to speak.

"Dude, you think we care!? You got further that any of us could've done. You did great, stop beating yourself up over second place." Etho told him, a smile hidden under his mask.

Impulse couldn't believe them. They really didn't care if he didn't win or not, but they were happy. Nothing mattered anymore, they were all happy.

Impulse started to laugh, and after a pause, they all joined in. Soon, T.I.E.S. were all on the ground, rolling with laughter.

"Gosh, I love you guys." Impulse managed to say between laughs.

"We love you too Impulse." Etho, Tango, and Skizz all said in unison.

They all smiled at each other for another moment, before dissolving into fits of laughter again.

At least they were all together, and they were all happy.

Nothing mattered anymore.