Somewhere in the ocean, a lone dinosaur strode along the seabed, a decently-fresh breath held in his super-elastic cheeks and strong lungs as he hunted for any juicy-looking fish. He wasn't having much luck with it, but he did find something strange: A large cluster of green sparks that floated around near each other and would repeatedly fade in and out of visibility. The dino approached to investigate, and, perhaps foolishly, reached out a claw to touch one of the sparks. Immediately, all the sparks flew into his body, a tingling feeling rapidly spreading through him as his vision heavily blurred. At the same time, there was an intense feeling of vertigo, as if his surroundings were warping and changing, and he closed his eyes, which seemed to help with it.
A few seconds later, the tingling abruptly stopped and the vertigo faded. The dino cautiously opened his eyes, and found that his surroundings were now completely different! A barren field of light grey rock stretched as far as he could see, lit as if by daylight despite the night sky being visible, which also had a blue and green circle he hadn't seen before. As the initial shock wore off, he realized he was still holding his breath despite no longer being underwater, and his nostrils flared as he drew in...Nothing? He tried harder, soon realizing the truth: There was nothing to breathe! While the dino himself didn't know it, those strange sparks had teleported him to the moon! What he DID realize, at least, was that he NEEDED to find air, and preferably also a way back to where he'd been. He took a step, and was surprised to find that he seemed to be much lighter here, taking noticeably longer to touch the ground again. It took some time to get used to, but soon the very out-of-place dinosaur was hopping across the lunar surface fairly easily as he searched for a place where he could breathe.
Much like when he'd been looking for fish in the ocean, his search wasn't going well. Hours passed, and as his need for air grew, so did his cheeks, eventually surpassing the size of the rest of his head! Even after so long, the dino kept himself shut, dreading his inevitable exhale that would certainly be followed by him desperately sucking at the void around him, not even able to gasp. Despite his willpower, his burning lungs still occasionally forced subtle, visible wisps of air from his nostrils. He grabbed his neck and pressed onward regardless. No matter what, he was GOING to find air!
according to The Infographics Show on youtube, the vacuum of space would've instantly sucked all air from his lungs and any attempts to hold it will result in them exploding. i'm not arguing, just stating facts
according to The Infographics Show on youtube, the vacuum of space would've instantly sucked all air
Ah, I knew someone would bring it up at some point. Yes, I know you shouldn't hold your breath in a vacuum, but I like the concept of it, so in my art and art I request it's always safe to do so.
Ah, I knew someone would bring it up at some point. Yes, I know you shouldn't hold your breath in a
Rekstone767, story by me.
