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roguesquadron2017-01-10 08:27 pm
ex_rebelyell669) wrote in roguesquadron2017-01-10 08:27 pm
hurt/comfort meme
It is in times of distress that hope is truly found. How you handle those periods of duress is a mark of character. Whether you're the one in pain, providing sanctuary, or even if that ache is mutual, hurt/comfort is all about empathy. Connecting with the people around you.
Instructions:
→ Post with your character (note name, canon [if relevant], and preferences in the subject line).
→ Others reply by either generating a number between 1-21 for a prompt,
→ Go forth and connect.
Options:
o1. injury: somehow, you've been injured. the severity, whether a mortal wound or "just a scrape" is up to you.
o2. sickness: thinking of calling out of work today? chances are you've got a common bug...or worse.
o3. fear & anxiety: careful where you throw that "scared to death" nonsense...it might just be an omen.
o4. loss of senses: you're missing one of those fundamental six senses, whether it's your sight, hearing, touch, smell, taste, or the Force.
o5. despair: the idea of hope looks more and more like a pipe dream right now.
o6. breakup: and we are never ever ever ever getting back together. ever.
o7. makeup: but you called me up again tonight...
o8. rescued: it's time for one of you to get your damsel in distress on.
o9. bad romance: i knew you were trouble when you walked in.
1o. loss: one of you has just experienced a loss of some kind; can you cope?
11. insanity: for whatever reason, "reason" is lost to you. you're seeing and hearing things. sometimes dead people.
12. tired/insomnia: is it the caffeine or the fact that you never leave your damned senatorial office? whether it's just lack of sleep or lack of energy, this exhaustion is bone-deep.
13. addiction: something's got you hooked, and you might just need a helping hand to give it some distance.
14. nightmares: okay, now you're definitely seeing dead people. do you dare go back to sleep?
15. blackmail: you've been caught and the evidence is compromising. do you seek help or vengeance?
16. separation/homesickness: whatever it is, the nostalgia's got you missing something (or someone) awfully.
17. betrayal: your trust has been violated, but is it a real or imagined slight?
18. stranded: you're stuck. maybe someone crashed your only ship for the 50th damn time. are you sure this isn't reality tv?
19. sins & guilt: the weight of your past deeds is like holding a world on your shoulders. maybe it's time to seek some help, atlas.
2o. secret: loose lips sink spaceships.
21. wildcard: "take your script and shove it, meme."
[adapted and remixed from here.]
no subject
Karabast. [Buried as he is under fractured speeder bike and tall Lothal grass, Zeb can tell that Ezra is at least alive because he can hear his voice. Chest tight, he coughs from the smoke and moves to push twisted pieces of metal off his torso. One arm moves at his request. The other rewards him with a searing burst of pain. He winces with a grunt of pain. Can't really see the arm to tell what's wrong. Broken? Burned? It hurts is all he knows for sure.
His voice doesn't quite work the first time he tries to shout. The fall knocked the breath out of him.] Ez-- Ezra! Over here! Follow the smoke.
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Hhrrrgh! Dammit, why does your speeder bike have to be so big?
[He pulls back, frustration and worry making it hard to find any calm.]
Just... just hold on a second. I'll get this off.
[Soon as he can concentrate on the Force enough to tap into its strength.
You know, assuming Zeb is actually as pinned as Ezra thinks he is.]