[MEME: you guys all know where I got it, come on.]

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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, etc. 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. State in your post whether you want your character to be losing their senses and/or whether you want to roll/choose the scenario or are open (also note any scenarios that should be actively avoided for triggery/discomfort issues, this is supposed to be fun!)

Tagger(s), if needed, use RNG to pick a scenario or pick one that intrigues you. Go wild!

The Basic Five

1. Sense of Sight - Whether you woke up that way, had an accident, a brain tumor expanded 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. Hitting on that underage and naive little thing? Puh-leeze, they're an easy mark. Deflower, 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 ass with both hands. Literally. You tried. And wound up getting thrown in the clink for inappropriate conduct with a nun. Don't drop the soa-- Too late.

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 bastard, you've lost more than one sense. 2? 3? The whole lot? Who knows, that's up to you.

Comments

Enter (or Emeric)| Tokumei Sentai Go-Busters | OTA

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(Surprise me! Inflict whatever you like upon him!)

Re: Enter (or Emeric)| Tokumei Sentai Go-Busters | OTA

[red_pleather]

[okay but then you choose which one it is? XD]


[the explosion clears; I'm behind a pillar, but only barely managed it]

[my arm's singed, near useless]

[peering out to check on you but you don't look right]

[combo 8 and 12 and MAYBE MORE we'll see what happens]

[interpolate]

It's regrettable that the explosion I orchestrated was a bit too rambunctious, and knocked me silly as well.

I scramble to my feet, and sway awkwardly for a moment. I'm not alone, that much is obvious. But... Something's wrong.

Where am I?

WOO

[red_pleather]

"...Enter?" I call cautiously, watching as he sways back and forth. What the hell's going on?

Wait.

Not Enter.

Maybe. Maybe Emeric.

[interpolate]

I spin to look at him, and hesitate.

Hiromu Buster.

Or something.

I wince and shake my head experimentally.

"I need to go." I say awkwardly, and I can feel how awkward the words sound.

Great chunks of my programming are corrupted. How did this happen?

[red_pleather]

...crap. I know I should be pleased that Enter's so flustered, but I'm not. I can't be that much of an asshole.

I take a step forward. "Emeric?" I ask cautiously. "Are you all right?"

[interpolate]

Emeric? Is that me?

Enter? Is who I thought I was.

Who am I?

I take a step back from him reflexively and lift a hand, but nothing else comes to mind. "I don't know." I admit, more honestly than I think maybe he deserves. I can't remember.

How about 9?

[hybridoperatorblack]

[Morphed, blocking a shot that would have taken out Enter.]

Do you have a death wish? Move!

Joe Gibken | Kaizoku Sentai Gokaiger | OTA

[gibken]

(Go wild! He can take it!)

[HI. 1 or 5, which would you prefer?]

[curryjolokia]

You don't look good.

[let's go with 1. Is this Crew verse?]

[gibken]

"Basco?"

[That works~ Modeswitch on me if what I've picked doesn't work]

[curryjolokia]

"...Yeah, it's me." Why was that a question? And why aren't you meeting my...

OH.

You're trying not to show how alarmed you are, but the way you keep blinking, opening your eyes wide after, is speaking plenty.

"Something happen to your eyes?"

[this works~]

[gibken]

His voice is a bit more panicked than I think I've ever wanted to hear it, and I wince a little and wave a hand in front of me, hopefully in his direction.

"It's nothing." I clear my throat. "Probably just... it'll clear up."

[curryjolokia]

...It's close enough to my direction for me to put my hand out on the second sweep, just in time for your palm to slap into mine, and I grasp tight, leading you along the pull of your arm. I'm not going to tell you how close you were to walking into the corner of the stairwell leading down to the galley and bunks -- your pride really doesn't need that.

"C'mere, your workout bench's right over here." Even if you bitch I'm still leading you by the hand.

"I'm sure it will clear up," I agree, though whether or not I believe what I'm saying isn't really the point. "But what is the it that's happened?"

[gibken]

I frown at his grip on my hand, but I'm not about to shrug free. I'd probably end up falling down the stairs, and then where would we be?

He leads me to my bench and I reach and feel my way down to sitting on it before lifting my head towards him. At least I have a general idea of where he is now.

"No idea." I say with forced lightness. "Woke up like this."

Basco | You know where from, come on | FUCK HIM UP (See Comment)

[curryjolokia]

[I'm open to 1-5, 6, 7, 10, or 16. The others just wouldn't go anywhere and I'd have to quit the thread and leave you disappointed. Your pick which one!

Just please don't tag me with someone you primarily play for humor. I've got two other threads with comic characters going and I'm no good at comedy anyway T__T]

Umemori Takeshi | Shinkenger OC | OTA

[nonsamurai]

(third verse, same as the first. Particularly interested in 1-10~)

combos of 1-5 as you wish, this could be the Takeshi's come home drunk thread? UP TO YOU.

[sonofshiba]

...Takeshi.

pfft how about 7 and 9 instead? :F

[nonsamurai]

Takeru-sama.

[Spoken very carefully and respectfully because I am definitely slurring on a few of those letters.]

OKAY FINE :D

[sonofshiba]

Takeshi. Are you well?

[catches a whiff]

[nonsamurai]

[hesitates and bows awkwardly]

I'll be fine. I'm sorry.

[sonofshiba]

[I do not quite know what to do]

[sigh]

Please come inside, and sit. You require water and sustenance.

[and also, for me to ask just why you felt the need to drink; are you upset?]

[nonsamurai]

[squinting at you]

You know, no one talks like that. You could say, um, 'you need to eat something'. It sounds better.

[purposefully avoiding the unasked question]

Dillon | Power Rangers RPM | OTA

[hybridoperatorblack]

Open for any except 8. Because really.

Don Dogoier | Gokaiger | OTA

[hakaseheart]

[Any of my Dons you want, any way you want. ;) Although 14 might be a bit redundant...]