let's meme

[blastiafreak]

☹ HURT / COMFORT ☺ MEME
Taken from here.

Post a comment, others will reply with a scenario--pick from the list, use the RNG, or just make one up--then let the comforting begin.

1. INJURY: Maybe a tiger bit you in the arm, maybe you got attacked by some douchebag with a knife, who knows? The point is, you're hurt and probably bleeding! Better do something before that gets infected. Severity of the injury is up to you, from a papercut to outright guro.

2. SICKNESS: So much for that amazing immune system of yours. Cold? Flu? Some rare illness only one in thirty million people ever get? You've caught something. Chicken noodle soup, anyone? Or, you know, a trip to the hospital. Depends.

3. FEAR/ANXIETY: You're terrified! Don't ask me why, though. You just are. (Unless that tiger from example one is back and it's staring you down...) Hyperventilation! Trembling! Sweating! The works. How unpleasant for you.

4. LOSS OF SENSES: Perfect eyesight? Godlike hearing? Say goodbye to those! Sight, touch, taste, hearing, and smell are all fair game here. And though it's not exactly a 'sense', 'ability to speak' will be added under this umbrella too.

5. DESPAIR/DEPRESSION: Nothing is beautiful and everything hurts. You feel helpless and hopeless! This sudden sorrow came from nowhere and it seems pretty hard to shake, but maybe someone will be able to pull you out of your dark, gloomy emotional rut?

6. PARALYSIS: You can't move your legs, or perhaps it's your arms that are affected... Or even your whole body if you're especially unlucky. Unfortunately, you've been paralyzed somehow. If you're a Pokemon, you'd better hope someone has a Parlyz Heal or two on hand.

7. HALLUCINATION/DELUSION: There is most definitely something in the corner waiting to spring at you! ...Except when you take another look? No, there isn't. You've suddenly started hearing and seeing things that just don't exist, as the other person in the room will gladly tell you. The hallucinations can't hurt you physically, but your mental state, on the other hand...

8. MEMORY PROBLEMS: What's your name? Where are you from? These questions might become awfully hard to answer. Your memory is deteriorating as we speak; you can't remember what the conversation you just had was about, and you may well forget that you were having a conversation at all.

9. NIGHTMARES: Went to take a peaceful nap? Time for a nightmare! Hit in the head and knocked unconscious? You're getting a nightmare too, buddy, to increase the unpleasantness of your predicament. It'll be a little hard to wake you up from your bad dream, though it will be possible. While the dream may have ended, that doesn't mean it's completely out of your mind.

10. WEAKNESS/TIREDNESS: You're tired, exhausted, and you want to rest. All of your strength has left you. It's actually requiring all of your willpower not to just fall over on the floor. You should really find a bed soon.

Comments

nightmare

[stargathering]

[ Fishing really is boring, at least the way Tyr does it. It shouldn't be a surprise that he's propped the pole between a few rocks and decided to curl up in the grass and dirt to rest.

Right now, though, the sleep doesn't appear to be restful. His hands, tucked close to his body, are almost in fists and his face is scrunched up like he's just smelled something foul. Every now and then he mumbles something which may or may not be intelligible or even actual words. ]

[blastiafreak]

[It's not often that Rita goes through the forest for anything but the occasional materials from monsters, so it's some coincidence that she happens to come across Tyr.

She almost feels a little mischievous when she approaches and sees that he's sleeping, but it changes to one of slight confusion at the look on his face. It doesn't seem like a restful sleep. So instead of shoving him in the water, she settles for talking to him.]

Hey...Tyr?

[stargathering]

[ He doesn't seem to register her presence, with his body still turned towards the lake and his eyes still shut tight. In his head he's not even in the City or anywhere he thinks he's seen before, but he hates it. There's only a deep feeling of foreboding and fear that he can't shake. His fingers pull at the grass a little as he murmurs something like: ] You have to stop...

[blastiafreak]

[So he's sleeping a little deeper than she'd hoped. Rita's no strangers to nightmares so she can guess what's going on. And while he might no be in any "real" pain...she doesn't want to just leave him like that. Her hand moves to his shoulder to give him a little shake now, her voice louder and sharper.] Tyr! Wake up!

[stargathering]

[ He tenses more at the sound of her voice—what's that supposed be?—but he only really reacts to her touch. He rolls away from her, tucking his arms close to him. While his mouth opens to speak, he doesn't say a word. ]

[blastiafreak]

[She doesn't relent, believing that waking him up is for the best, and grabs him again. This time, she shakes him a bit more roughly and leans close to his face to shout.] I said, wake up! You're dreaming!

[stargathering]

[ He cringes and shoves his hand up at her, but he does open his eyes at that point. ]

Just get away!

[ Whether he registers what she said or not is up in the air. At the moment, he just looks angry and panicked. ]

[blastiafreak]

Hey-!

[She's surprised and manages to catch herself with one hand before she ends up sprawled on the ground, but she's relieved to see his eyes open. That means he's awake, right? She thinks so...

Rita straightens herself to a kneeling position, not touching him now but still close.]

Tyr? Hey, can you hear me?

[stargathering]

[ He finally comes to his senses, the expression gradually slipping from his face. It's Rita—he thought it was—but this isn't where he thought it was.

It was just a dream. A really vivid one. He almost stares through her more than at her for a few seconds before he slowly nods. ]

Yeah... I hear you...

Are you okay?

[blastiafreak]

Huh? I'm fine.

[She is, just surprised. She brushes herself off, then looks back to Tyr--not especially worried since she doesn't know what he was dreaming, but still glad he's awake and offers a slight smile.]

You looked like you were having a pretty bad dream.

[stargathering]

[ She's definitely okay, he thinks. While he doesn't smile, he does look at her fondly. After having nightmares for so long, he should be used to dismissing them, he thinks. ]

Yeah, it wasn't really... It was worse than usual.

[ He folds his arm behind his head and rolls around to look at her better. ]

[blastiafreak]

[She tilts her head, a little more concerned.]

What do you mean, "usual"? You don't have nightmares all the time, do you?

[Although she thinks she might understand why if he does.]

[stargathering]

[ He looks down to her knees. ]

Most of them don't have people I know, but... It's gotten more common in the past few years...

paralysis

[blastiafreak]

[Rita might be great at wiping out enemies only if she hits them first, but weak monsters are no problem. So tromping through the forest collecting a few synthesis materials should be a piece of cake. Even if one she hadn't seen before managed to sting her, it's nothing more than a scratch.

But maybe she's more tired than she thought. Her legs feel a bit like jelly, making it harder and harder to walk properly until finally she leans against a tree. A quick break, and it'll be as good as new, right?]

[stargathering]

[ It's not that unusual for Tyr to simply wander the forests. Most of his personal time out of the city proper was spent either there or the beach. He still has his staff slung over his shoulder, it was a relaxing walk for the most part...even if there were more monsters than usual and he had to watch his path more carefully.

Because of that, the little peek of bright red fabric from behind the tree is enough to catch his attention. He approaches it slowly and carefully, trying not to make a sound as he comes closer. ]

[blastiafreak]

[She doesn't notice anything out of the ordinary around her, more focused on the fact that her legs aren't really feeling any better. Maybe she should just head back...

Her attempt to step away from the tree is awkward and stiff, and before she realizes what's happening, her right leg--the one that was stung--simply gives out. She stumbles into the grass, propped up on her hands, and starts worrying out loud to herself.]

What's...Wait, it can't be...

[stargathering]

[ Even if he didn't immediately recognise that voice, he would have rushed over when he saw her fall back to the ground. He can only assume she must have been injured, possibly severely, and needs help.

The panic he feels is obvious in his voice as he calls out to her and rushes to her side. ]

Rita!

[ He lets himself fall to his knees beside her, and he's completely prepared to...well, if he could see where the injury was, he'd bandage it, but it doesn't seem large enough to have left a telling pool of blood yet. ]

Are you okay?

[blastiafreak]

Huh?

[Although a little panicked herself, she can't help but look up and gape at Tyr. It's like he suddenly appeared out of nowhere.]

How--what are you doing here?

[She shifts a bit, but her leg just feels like dead weight. It's a worrying conclusion--that little scratch, just above her boot, must have been something more. Poison? She doesn't feel sick, though.]

[stargathering]

[ He shakes his head. Explaining he just casually wanders the forest sometimes won't help the current situation, nor would feeling a little proud that she hadn't heard him approach her before.

He resists trying to move her, but he's more than ready to. ]

That's not important. What happened to you?

Also, shower! Be right back. /o/

[blastiafreak]

[Not that she isn't used to some people showing up out of the blue, anyway--and she is more worried about her current state. Voice a little shaky, she starts trying to explain.]

I don't know...I-it was probably from a monster, but I can't move my leg anymore.

Okay! \o\

[stargathering]

[ His eyes narrow slightly in confusion and he looks from her face down to her leg. He can't actually see the cut from the angle he's at, but it's more worrying that she doesn't really know the cause of her immobility. It could have been anything, though he can at least, likely, rule out something like a broken bone.

He reaches down to lightly touch her calf. He speaks more quietly but no less seriously. ] Does it hurt?

And baaack~ :3

[blastiafreak]

No, it... [She watches his fingers resting on her calf, but doesn't feel them at all--that monster paralyzed her.] It doesn't hurt or anything--I can't feel a thing!

Welcome back! :D

[stargathering]

Nothing? [ He pulls his hand back in shock. How could she be paralysed? It was stupid to ask, but he wanted to know. He couldn't watch out for something she didn't see.

He moves to hold her shoulders. He wanted to move her—if her arms gave out...—but he also thought...she might more than just physical support. ] Do you know the extent of it?

Thaaanks! :D How's the visit going?

[blastiafreak]

No, nothing! [Her heart is racing. She didn't think to bring any medicine--besides a couple gels--with her and even then, she's never totally lost feeling like this.

Tyr's touch on her shoulders, and just the fact that he's here, calms her a little bit, and she tries to concentrate on her other limbs. She manages to shift her left leg, though it's also going numb.] I think...it's just my legs right now.

Ahh, it's fun! /continues it comment

[stargathering]

[ We made dinner together and it was really yummy! And we played Vesperia up to where Rita shows up! and then Jane stayed up all night so I'm letting her sleep in... ]

[ Right now... So it's clearly spreading. If not for the fact her legs are completely covered, he'd check them to see if there's any visible signs to check for the spread. (The little he can see isn't much help, either...)

It might be moving too quickly for that to matter, though. He didn't bother bringing medicine either, much less any to cure paralysis.

He hates this; this is already really serious. He's not going to think about if it progresses through her organs ] All right...

[ The panic is almost clouding his mind, but he shoves it aside. ] ...We need to get to a doctor. Hold onto me.

[ He's not sure how he'll hold her, but he'll do it. ]