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wintercrazed2014-07-02 04:25 pm
winterbolt) wrote in wintercrazed2014-07-02 04:25 pm
Entry tags:
+The Sensory Deprivation Meme+
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.
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No. Not really.
[If she could she would have laid in bed all day. She's aware, in the back of her mind, that that isn't something she would normally do. She would hate laying in bed all day, doing nothing. ]
It's not that big a deal either. Just...
Well, nothing is a big deal. Nothing...
[Matters enough.
And that's wrong. That's way wrong. Right?]
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< So I guess it's safe to say that something- or someone- did this to you. >
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This is so unlike me.
[She knows it, and it scares her. Even that is muted by whatever is wrong with her.]
Sorry to ruin our flying date.
CW: GROSS MORPHING AHOY
After he grows into his limbs he gets to the point where he can stand up, shaking his head a bit to get his unruly hair out of his eyes, bending his fingers a bit once they've fully appeared. The last thing to disappear is his beak, which seems to be sucked back into his face to make way for a proper human mouth and teeth.
He quickly takes advantage of this to offer Rachel a weak smile.]
Don't worry about it. Flying isn't the only thing we can do.
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Definitely not. Walking it is.
[She takes a deep breath, and pushes off from the tree, managing another smile, this one more like her normal self. Dazzling.
If you ignore the chocolate in her teeth.]
Think you can keep up?
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I'm pretty sure I can manage.
[He'd be lying if he said the change didn't feel weird, even now. Not having a roof over his head made him feel a bit more at ease, but it takes a lot of concentration to keep from wavering as he starts to walk at her side.]
I'm guessing none of the others know about this yet.
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She shakes her head at his question.]
No. I haven't talked to anyone other than my family and you so far today.
Although...
[She tilts her head, letting her hand absently brush his.] Sara was still asleep when I left. She's usually the first one up in the morning. And Jordan wasn't even complaining about missing Saturday morning cartoons, while mom watched CNN.
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[Tobias lets out a thoughtful hum as he reaches over just enough to let his hand take hers as they walk through the meadow, his fingers intertwining with hers. He hopes that the gesture is somewhat comforting- he's not entirely sure, with Rachel as out of sorts as she is.]
So you're saying things were a little off for everyone, then. Though definitely a lot more for you than for them.
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Seemed that way, thinking back on it. I didn't think much of it when I left. I didn't really care.
[She shrugs again, the shirt dropping over one shoulder. She pulls it back up with her free hand.]
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[Rachel just doesn't have off days, ever.]
Otherwise, it doesn't really make sense either, does it?
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[She stumbles, herself, over a root sticking out of the ground. That's what she gets for wearing flip flops out in the woods. Good decisions, Rachel.]
I'm starting to feel the stupidity of my decisions, I think.
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[He shrugs, keeping his hold on her hand tight when she stumbles.]
Maybe that means it's wearing off..?