+The Sensory Deprivation Meme+

[winterbolt]

the SENSORY DEPRIVATION meme:
You know those things you rely on to navigate you properly through life?
Senses? Yeah, well, kiss those goodbye.

(TRIGGER WARNING: This meme deals with the loss of senses:
blindness, inability to feel. If the concept of blindness, deafness
and/or the loss of any of your senses bothers you, please do NOT play this meme)

✖ Post with your character name/fandom/options for scenarios
✖ Use RNG to pick your numbers (or don't)
1-5 for regular senses, 6-10 for moral sense, 11-16 for cracky senses.


The Basic Five

1. Sense of Sight - Whether you woke up that way, had an accident,or you had a bad reaction to something, you're now blind. Fully and completely. Watch out for that bu--*wince*

2. Sense of Smell - Did someone step in dog crap? It could be you, but you'd never know. You've lost your sense of smell. I guess there's no stopping by the roses for you, huh?

3. Sense of Hearing - "I'M NOT YELLING!!" Yes, yes you are. And no matter how loud you crank AC/DC, you're never hearing Highway to Hell again. Guess I shouldn't have gotten you the Stones compalition CD's, huh?

4. Sense of Taste - No, it doesn't taste like chicken. In fact, it doesn't taste like anything. Perfect time to get that friend that burns everything to cook for you - at least it'll make them happy and you can smile through the whole ordeal.

5. Sense of Touch - Where'd you get that bruise? Or that gaping knife wound? No clue. You have utterly lost the ability to feel anything, like your body is enveloped in fuzzy packing tape. Punch the wall all you want, you ain't gonna feel anything.

The Guiding Factors

6. Sense of Right and Wrong - Tripping people that get in your way? Taking candy from babies? Killing someone that hurt you and yours? All sound like pretty good ideas right about now. Your entire moral code has been thrown into the 'grey' area. There is no right or wrong, only what you want.

7. Sense of Decency - Things that just 'aren't done' are in play for you now. Evicting old ladies and orphans because they can't pay? Pff. Good. Lousy Mooching leeches. Deport and debauch yourself to your heart's content.

8. Sense of Self - You don't even know who you are anymore. What are you doing with your life? What's it all mean? What the hell's it for? Why even bother to get up in the morning? Are you going to go try and 'find' yourself? Or just give up?

9. Sense of Preservation - Your life? Means about as much as a mouse fart. Why should you step out of the way of that speeding train? You were there first. Mouthing off to that huge, angry, overpumped steroid-faced goon sounds like a good idea too. He took your seat. And he smells.

10. Sense of Empathy - That ability that lets you put yourself in the shoes of others, to relate to them? Gone. No, you don't know what they're feeling, and quite frankly, you don't want to. You have your own things to deal with, and they're much more important. Why? Because they're yours.

The Quirky Ones

11. Sense of Humor - Wait, am I supposed to laugh now? You have to take your cue from those around you, laughing when they do, usually a little bit late and a little too long. Not even a fart joke will crack a smile.

12. Sense of Direction - You couldn't find your way ten feet without a sticky-note pasted to your forehead screeching GO THIS WAY YOU NINNY, but even then you probably wouldn't get that far. Good luck man cause it looks like you're going to be stopping and asking for directions whether you want to or not.

13. Sense of Modesty - So what if you're using a belt as a skirt. It looks good, right? Bending over and showing off too much isn't an issue for you, neither is changing in the middle of the store if you just have to wear that cute little shirt now.

14. Sense of Fashion - Yes, you think a pink polka-dotted bikini top goes just smashingly with the neon green bellbottoms. Bubblewrap tops? Freakin' awesome. Put it on and flaunt it, and watch people's eyes bleed.

15. Sense of Timing - "What do you mean now's a bad time?" Yes, because you think trying to pick up a girl at her husband's funeral is a good thing. What? She's single. You're late to everything. A clock? Wassat? Strange, foreign words...

16. Mix and Match - You poor thing, you've lost more than one sense. 2? 3? The whole lot? Who knows, that's up to you.

(Taken [with some altercations] from bakerstreet)

Comments

[awesmazings]

[Jimmy looks up when he hears the voice, abruptly pulled out of his thoughts. He honestly...can't find the words to answer Naomi's question, at least not at first. He's still trying to sort out his thoughts as he slowly shakes his head no, his hesitant expression turning more and more dire by the second.

He remembers this place. ...at least, to some extent. Enough to remember that it was a horrible, terrible place full of despair, and the fact that he can't find Heloise anywhere has caused a deep feeling of anxiety to settle into the pit of his stomach.

Still, he somehow manages to keep a rather light if not uneasy tone to his voice as he finally answers.]

I....I don't know.

[chatwithdeath]

[Brows furrowed for a moment, she looks away. It was definitely concerning. Did he have a head injury, or had his memories been messed up the moment he stepped onto the campus?]

Shame... it could have helped us out if you did know...

... How is your head? You haven't been injured, correct?

[awesmazings]

My head...?

[Jimmy unconsciously lifts a hand to his forehead, touching a spot on the right side of his head, just above his eye. After a moment he shakes his head and lowers it again.]

I don't think I have, but....I feel like I did. Just...not recently? I'm sorry that doesn't make sense..

[chatwithdeath]

Hm... He must be behind it somehow then. Don't concern yourself with it.

[She pinches the bridge of her nose. This was an unfortunate occurrence for the boy.]

... You've entered Hope's Peak Auxiliary Campus. Unfortunately, a number of us have been trapped here for some time.

[awesmazings]

[Jimmy wants to say "I know, I've been here before" but something stops him. Something tells him that saying something about that might not be a smart idea, so for the time being he keeps quiet.]

Do you....know where we are right now, exactly? Like...other than just in this school.

[Relatively speaking, for some reason he can barely tell what's up and what's down. Maybe he really did hit his head.]

[chatwithdeath]

I can't say what city or ward, but we're located in Japan.

[The bear did confirm.]

[awesmazings]

Japan?

[...What is a Japan.]

[chatwithdeath]

Japan... it's an island nation in the Pacific Ocean.

[Pause.] ... You're from another world where it doesn't exist, aren't you?

[Makes it difficult to explain...]

[awesmazings]

[He hesitates before nodding slowly.]

I...I think so, yeah.

[chatwithdeath]

Alright... We have a few people here that are similar. I can't say they're from the same place, but they've never heard of Japan either.

[awesmazings]

Y...yeah, probably not.

...My name's Jimmy, by the way.

[chatwithdeath]

Jimmy. [She nods in acknowledgement]

I'm Dr. Naomi Kimishima... or the SHSL Pathologist.

[awesmazings]

It's nice to meet you, Naomi.

...so, uh....how many other students are there here, exactly?

[chatwithdeath]

... Eighteen. There were thirty of us originally.

[awesmazings]

Thirty...

[That seems to surprise him at first, for some reason, but he's quick to try and pretend that he wasn't.]

I...and what happened to the others..?

[Just to be sure that this ISN'T a dream.]

[chatwithdeath]

They were killed... or executed by the Headmaster.

[No, you're very much awake Jimmy... probably now the thirty first student though.]

[awesmazings]

[OH GOOD. Just what he was afraid of.]

G-gosh.....I...I'm sorry.

[chatwithdeath]

Don't apologize... I guess, in a way, it was almost expected given the rules.

[awesmazings]

Well....with only eighteen of you left, have you guys been...you know, trying to find a way out?

[chatwithdeath]

Personally, I would like that to happen. However, most of us have fractured off.

[awesmazings]

...You guys need to try to work together. That's the only way anything's gonna happen.

[chatwithdeath]

... Perhaps you could try. Although, I do have to warn you some people are tired from the 'rousing speeches'.

[awesmazings]

Me?

[Jimmy blinks, reaching over to rub his upper arm a bit nervously.]

Well...I guess I could. I mean even if nobody wants to listen, I'd still give it a try anyways.

[chatwithdeath]

Good... Until we run into the others, I suppose I should show you around.

[awesmazings]

That'd be great, Naomi. Thank you.