He was like that for a while, sobbing into his arms before laying down because his head felt like it was gonna explode. Eventually he calmed down, forcing himself to accept the situation.
"If I want to get out of here," Smii7y murmured, "I need to learn to control time."
~~~~~
Smii7y, Matt, Pezzy, Puffer, Grizzy, and Droid were all minding their own business when a comet decided to take a visit to Earth. It swept them off their feet and into a new world they never thought it was possible. Day by day news of unfathomable creatures or happenings spread across the globe, the whole world has a new hate towards all those affected by the star.
Well lucky for them they were just normal. Right?
~Mature Warning for language and eventually blood and gore!~
~More angst, no smut~
~ "Nobody has been a yellow life for 11 years, 4 months and 27 days"
"Yes, but we've been close, Grian" ~
11 years ago, the players banded together and agreed to refuse to delight the Watchers with a show. They decided on peace over fighting, and the Watchers weren't happy.
They decided upon a new form of torture: attachment. Time still ticked down for them, so the Watchers thought it would be interesting to send them something they'd never watch grow up: a child.
They loved their new children dearly, but knew they couldn't be there with them for most of their lives.
Until Grian discovered that the children had infinite time, but only one life. He found a way to get his child to send him time so he could live longer. He shared this with the other players, and they've been almost immortal ever since. The only catch was they couldn't take too much time off of their children without them getting close to death.
Grian became a Timekeeper, and all the other players began working to raise their kids and make a new civilisation, a new way of life.
Luckily, the Watchers were still entertained. The rest of the players? They won't be entertained much longer.