Boundless

"What the mind is unable to remember, the soul is incapable of forgetting"

[coldestcarrow-blog]

     DISGUSTING— that was Dante’s first thought as soon as he realized this rain wasn’t just RAIN. He was confused, but mostly, he was intrigued. Being his typical self, of course, his FIRST plan of action was to fuck with anyone who might be freaking out around him. So, he went out into the thick of it and extended his arms out on either side of him in an embrace towards the strange weather.

          “ I hear bathing in BLOOD is actually supposed to be super good for your skin.           Haven’t ya heard that? ”

[jo-bones-blog1]

“And I’ve heard it makes your dick grow larger. You should try and scrub it with the blood, you clearly need the extra length.”

[thane-bow]

jo-bones:

“Huh. Sounds to me he thought you were gonna kiss her or something.” She raised an eyebrow at him and shook her head in disbelief. Her father had been extremely overprotective as well, but that was just a whole new level. “It’s a machine that helps you breathe. We just needed a rotor—” She paused. He probably didn’t know what a rotor was. He really was Radioactive Tarzan. “We needed a metal piece that rotates so he could breathe with it. The funny thing is, we never got it.” Jo looked up at the ceiling again, and noticed how every few seconds it rattled violently. One good gust of wind and goodbye ceiling. Unfortunately, he was right. “I-… I was in a hurry, okay?” She glared at him playfully before looking around. “What’s your plan, Tarzan? You do know who Tarzan is, right”

Thane sighed and shrugged. He didn’t feel like talking about his nearly a decade long crush on his best friend. Instead he turned his attention to her answer. “Oh… why do you guys need help breathing?” He asked. “And I get you were in a hurry but sometimes you have to take your time in order for it to be worth while.” He looked at it and he looked at the rain. “It’s something that will have to wait until the rain stops.”

[jo-bones-blog1]

“It was just him. He used to smoke, so he got sick and couldn’t really breathe well on his own. I assume he died without it.” Jo frowned and looked away, trying her best to sound monotonous. Her eyes darted back and forth between the metal sheets and the rain. “If we could move this closer to that tree we could tie it to the trunk so it won’t fly away.” She looked up at him and couldn’t help but smile weakly. He was patient, apparently. A quality she, personally, didn’t have. “So... If you were banished that means you’ve been on your own all this time, right?” Slowly, she lied on her back. “It isn’t so bad, you know. Being alone.”

[thane-bow]

jo-bones:

She frowned at the mention of a commander. “Why didn’t he like you? Did you tell bad jokes? I hate bad jokes. That’s a good reason for banishment.” Jo hadn’t really spoken about the whole incident yet, but then again, she’d probably never see him again. “I uh, I tried to beat some guards up while they were beating up my dad. We were stealing parts to build him a ventilator when we got caught. They called it assault. Didn’t even scratch the guy.” She smiled weakly, shaking her head ‘no’. “Not at the moment, no. If I’m in a mood though, that’s when you should be concerned.” She looked up at the metal sheets she’d screwed together. It wasn’t perfect, sure, but it was something. “…Depends. How would you help?”

Thane shook his head. “I was best friends with his daughter, that’s why I was banished, because he thought I was a distraction towards his daughter. “ He shrugged and pulled his knees up to his chest. “What’s a ventilator?” He asked slowly. “Well I would probably start by making sure it’s not going to fall over at the slightest drop of a hat.”

[jo-bones-blog1]

“Huh. Sounds to me he thought you were gonna kiss her or something.” She raised an eyebrow at him and shook her head in disbelief. Her father had been extremely overprotective as well, but that was just a whole new level. “It’s a machine that helps you breathe. We just needed a rotor—” She paused. He probably didn’t know what a rotor was. He really was Radioactive Tarzan. “We needed a metal piece that rotates so he could breathe with it. The funny thing is, we never got it.” Jo looked up at the ceiling again, and noticed how every few seconds it rattled violently. One good gust of wind and goodbye ceiling. Unfortunately, he was right. “I-... I was in a hurry, okay?” She glared at him playfully before looking around. “What’s your plan, Tarzan? You do know who Tarzan is, right”

[kaya-scodelario]

Kaya Scodelario for Dujour Magazine.

[peytonharrison-blog1]

jo-bones

She’d been searching for cables amongst the ship’s wrecked motor when the rain began. It felt hot, and sticky. Jo groaned, wiping the blood away from her forehead as she kept searching. There was a large whole where the ceiling should’ve been, letting the crimson droplets pour inside. The blood would ruin everything that was still reparable, and without these parts she would never survive on her own. The sound of footsteps broke the silence, her eyes darting where she’d left her machete. Even if it had been at arm’s reach her hands were too occupied to actually defend herself. She took a deep breath, spitting out the blood that had gotten into her mouth. “Are you going to help me or kill me?”

hearing the woman, ryder moves quickly, looking into the ship noticing the hole in it.”do we have like tarps or something?” he asks,  before he’s looking around the place.”clearly not here to kill you. though i don’t think anyone wanting to kill you would actually say they’re going to kill you.” he says a light smile playing on his face.

[jo-bones-blog1]

“If we had tarps do you think I’d be—” She spit, “—swallowing blood here?” Jo yelled back as she kept searching for the one, specific cable. Even amongst the blood rain situation Jo couldn’t help but laugh before she spit another load of crimson. It was hot and tasted like copper. “Yeah well, you know people these days. They announce they have to crap, it wouldn’t surprise me if someone came in here announcing my imminent death.” Amongst the rubble and broken machinery she spotted the piece of engine she’d been looking for. She grabbed it with both hands and pulled up, but it was too heavy and fell forward on it. 

[walkerrenee]

Cymopolea or Kymopoleia 

was a sea-nymph goddess of violent sea storms

url edit for @kymopoleias

[isabellaxblake]

jo-bones:

She stepped closer to the fire, squinting to get a better look at the girl. She’d seen her in the ship. “We haven’t even been here that long and you already have enemies wanting to attack you by surprise? Huh.”

Isabella didn’t bother glancing over to look at who the voice belonged to. In all honesty she wasn’t all that interested. “It was a joke” she spoke dryly “God people have no sense of humour anymore around here..” 

[jo-bones-blog1]

“That’s a joke?” Jo scoffed, sitting down on the opposite side of the fire.  “Yeah um, just keep the bitchy act going. You can’t really pull off the funny act. You probably won’t last much but—” She shrugged. “Who wants to spend one more unnecessary day in this hellhole?”

[itsxariel-deactivated20171229]

jo-bones:

She’d been searching for cables amongst the ship’s wrecked motor when the rain began. It felt hot, and sticky. Jo groaned, wiping the blood away from her forehead as she kept searching. There was a large whole where the ceiling should’ve been, letting the crimson droplets pour inside. The blood would ruin everything that was still reparable, and without these parts she would never survive on her own. The sound of footsteps broke the silence, her eyes darting where she’d left her machete. Even if it had been at arm’s reach her hands were too occupied to actually defend herself. She took a deep breath, spitting out the blood that had gotten into her mouth. “Are you going to help me or kill me?”

Ariel had been standing guard in the distance since the grounders had made themselves known to Benjamin, and a couple of others around the camp it was agreed that the stronger ones where to stand in as guards around the perimeter. Though her brother would have never of let her stand guard he wasn’t around at the time she volunteered herself. The rain was thick, and heavy. She looked up at the sky, before wiping away what had fallen on her face. “It’s.. it’s” she said softly, she looked over at the others in the distance. Each one confused on what to do. “Take cover, stay on guard” she yelled out to the others that had been watching the perimeter. “I’m going to get everyone else to get in that dropship” she said, she ensured her weapons where still secure in her belt before running in to the camp. She approched everyone ordering them to get in to the dropship. Yes, this was blood– but she was unaware of if it posed a threat to them. “Everyone in the dropship now” she screamed out. Grabbing the people hanging back by the collar of there shirts. “This isn’t a request people, this is an order” she yelled out, she wiped the blood off her face looking around when she saw one of the mechanics still trying to still scrounge what was left of the motor. 

She ran over to the girl, almost stepping on her machete. She picked it up, holding it with one hand using her other to grab what she could of the motor. “If you don’t get up now and get in that dropship– it won’t be me having to kill you” she told her. She knew how stubborn most of the mechanics are. “Hold on” she yelled out over the heavy thick rain before running over to the dropship. She looked around, quickly grabbing the tarpaulin sheet she managed to take from the radiation military base her and her brother had been retrieving supplies from before running back over to the girl. “Help me put this over it. It will help protect it from the rain, maybe not all of it but we can at least try” she said holding out one end of the sheet.

[jo-bones-blog1]

“If I don’t get these then I’m not going to last long out here!” She yelled back, yanking her arm away from the redhead. She kept pulling at the cables desperately, frustration rising up her throat as she searched for one specific cable. In a matter of seconds her lungs burned; she couldn’t breathe through the thick blanket of blood falling on her head. Jo gasped, nodding as the girl came back and pulled the tarpaulin sheet over the cables. “Cover these—” She gasped out, her vision already blurry from the blood entering her eyes. She ran beneath the first chunk of ceiling she could find, her heart racing after her uneven breaths. “Fuck, the engine—”

[isabellaxblake]

As night fell, Isabella folded her arms across her body, shifting closer to the fire, crackling away steadily before her. It was getting late but she wasn’t tired, plus she didn’t exactly trust a lot of the people around here - especially with the introduction of outsiders. She glanced down at the metal bracelet sitting firmly against her wrist. It was still the one thing connecting them to the Ark and to be quite honest she wanted it gone. Isabella didn’t bother looking around when she heard footsteps “Good thing you’re not trying to attack me because your footsteps gave you away” she spoke bluntly to the person approaching. 

[jo-bones-blog1]

She stepped closer to the fire, squinting to get a better look at the girl. She’d seen her in the ship. “We haven’t even been here that long and you already have enemies wanting to attack you by surprise? Huh.”

[jo-bones-blog1]

She frowned at the mention of a commander. “Why didn’t he like you? Did you tell bad jokes? I hate bad jokes. That’s a good reason for banishment.” Jo hadn’t really spoken about the whole incident yet, but then again, she’d probably never see him again. “I uh, I tried to beat some guards up while they were beating up my dad. We were stealing parts to build him a ventilator when we got caught. They called it assault. Didn’t even scratch the guy.” She smiled weakly, shaking her head ‘no’. “Not at the moment, no. If I’m in a mood though, that’s when you should be concerned.” She looked up at the metal sheets she’d screwed together. It wasn’t perfect, sure, but it was something. “...Depends. How would you help?”

[thane-bow]

jo-bones:

Her hand immediately went for the machete next to her as soon as he stepped beneath the metal. She didn’t know him, and Earth was filled with Delinquents. Including herself. Just to touch it made her feel safer. “I—” She took a deep breath in, the taste of blood and metal strong in her mouth. “Jo. Josephine, but don’t call me that.” She still couldn’t make out his face, it was too dark and he was too full of blood, but his eyes looked kind. “Where you on the ship?”

Thane frowned slightly. “The ship?” He looked at her confused. “Oh… wait. No..” He stated after a second. “I was born here.” He pulled off his jacket and wiped the blood away from his face. “I take it you’re a sky person then?” He frowned a little. “Well, this shit seems to go on forever when it happens…. We might as well hunker down.” 

[jo-bones-blog1]

She frowned. “Born? They told us you were all dead, down here.” A few seconds later she took her hand away from the machete. “So are you like a Radioactive Tarzan or what?” At the mention of sky person she couldn’t help but laugh, “Sky person? Is that what you call us?” It was the first time in weeks since she’d laughed. “You make us sound like fallen angels when we’re all criminals. That’s why we were sent down here.” Jo looked away from Thane and stared at the thick curtain of blood, a small smile on her face. “Hunker down. Have you seen the size of my hut, pal? It’s huge.”

[jo-bones-blog1]

She’d been searching for cables amongst the ship’s wrecked motor when the rain began. It felt hot, and sticky. Jo groaned, wiping the blood away from her forehead as she kept searching. There was a large whole where the ceiling should’ve been, letting the crimson droplets pour inside. The blood would ruin everything that was still reparable, and without these parts she would never survive on her own. The sound of footsteps broke the silence, her eyes darting where she’d left her machete. Even if it had been at arm’s reach her hands were too occupied to actually defend herself. She took a deep breath, spitting out the blood that had gotten into her mouth. “Are you going to help me or kill me?”

[gracexgreene]

Zeta had been watching the Sky People for some time when the Jus Woda  as the grounders called it. She was near one of the foreigners as the thick liquid fell from the Sky. While she had the chance, Zeta grabbed the woman’s machete and heard her words. Zeta chose not to speak and instead turn to run to a nearby cave she knew of. It was close and within a few seconds she was in the cave, knowing the woman would probably follow her. She kept the machete drawn in case the girl was dangerous. 

[jo-bones-blog1]

“Oh, come on!” She groaned, looking around for anything else that could replace the machete but there wasn’t. The machete was invaluable. “Fuck!” She stuffed her pockets with everything she could and ran behind the thief, her vision quickly becoming blurry with the blood. She followed the sound of the footsteps, and soon there wasn’t any blood pouring down on her head. “Hello?” Jo called, groaning as she scrubbed her stinging eyes. “Shit, I can’t see.” She whispered, “Could you please give me back the machete? You wouldn’t hurt a blind girl now, would you?” She could see something, a dark figure at the end of the cave. Jo reached for the wall and began touching her way in. “I’ll build you a TV for the machete!”

[thane-bow]

jo-bones:

Half-hour into the rain, Jo managed to screw together some metal sheets she’d found near the drop ship and huddle beneath them. They didn’t do much covering, but at least she could breathe without tasting the thick, hot liquid. At the sound of grunts she looked up and saw someone. She couldn’t see his face through the blood but he didn’t sound familiar. “Step in here!” She yelled, waving so the stranger could somehow make her out through the blood curtain. 

Thane whipped his bow out at the sudden sound but relaxed when he realised it was one of the sky people. Putting the bow down He ran under the metal and wiped the blood from his face. “It’s so fucking thick” He whispered. “Thank you. My name is Thane.” 

[jo-bones-blog1]

Her hand immediately went for the machete next to her as soon as he stepped beneath the metal. She didn’t know him, and Earth was filled with Delinquents. Including herself. Just to touch it made her feel safer. “I—” She took a deep breath in, the taste of blood and metal strong in her mouth. “Jo. Josephine, but don’t call me that.” She still couldn’t make out his face, it was too dark and he was too full of blood, but his eyes looked kind. “Where you on the ship?”

[s-tigmata]

[thane-bow]

Thane frowned as the storm clouds rolled in. When the blood started he sighed. “Fucking hell this is disgusting.” He stated as he ran through the trees. He couldn’t breath through the blood. “Fuck… I need to find someplace to hide.”

[jo-bones-blog1]

Half-hour into the rain, Jo managed to screw together some metal sheets she’d found near the drop ship and huddle beneath them. They didn’t do much covering, but at least she could breathe without tasting the thick, hot liquid. At the sound of grunts she looked up and saw someone. She couldn’t see his face through the blood but he didn’t sound familiar. “Step in here!” She yelled, waving so the stranger could somehow make her out through the blood curtain. 

[cxramae]

Some would say reckless is a trait that Cora does hold, she would easily respond saying it’s a family trait. She had awoken to find out her sister had gone off. She had no clue what she was doing, or where she went. Though she wouldn’t admit it she felt uneasy and worried despite her being placed under territory arrest, every guard in the clan seemed to have been told to keep Cora-Mae within the boundary and away from the sky people. Dressing herself up in more ruined, and poor like clothing she snuck out, she wasn’t one that liked to be kept imprisoned– or let alone told what she can and can not do by the guards. She headed down towards the river, it was quiet and calm. She took off a few of the layers she wrapped her self in, draping them over a near by branch. She placed her sword on the ground and slipped off her shoes, pushing them aside before stepping ankle deep in to the river. Cora let out a soft sigh, feeling the cold water against her skin though just as she went to step in she heard a voice close by. She jumped, before reaching over and taking hold of her sword waiting for the voice to make themselves physically present. 

[jo-bones-blog1]

“Are you even listening to me?” Jo called, rolling her eyes at the girl who stood a few meters away from her. She’d been about to undress when a sigh suddenly broke the silence. Jo didn’t recognize her, but then again, there had been a hundred different faces in the ship. She was never going to remember them all. “I said ‘Do you have another shirt’? This one smells.” 

[jo-bones-blog1]

She’d been searching for cables amongst the ship’s wrecked motor when the rain began. It felt hot, and sticky. Jo groaned, wiping the blood away from her forehead as she kept searching. There was a large whole where the ceiling should’ve been, letting the crimson droplets pour inside. The blood would ruin everything that was still reparable, and without these parts she would never survive on her own. The sound of footsteps broke the silence, her eyes darting where she’d left her machete. Even if it had been at arm’s reach her hands were too occupied to actually defend herself. She took a deep breath, spitting out the blood that had gotten into her mouth. “Are you going to help me or kill me?”