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estivates ([personal profile] estivates) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2013-11-19 01:08 am

i n s o m n i a ☽ m e m e

the i n s o m n i a meme

It happens to everyone - sometimes, you have nights where you just can't fall asleep, no matter what you do. It could be for a number of reasons, or no reason at all. And this is what's happened now: you've been laying in bed for what feels like hours, just tossing and turning, and nothing seems to help. So what's left to do? Get out of bed and go wake someone else up, of course. If you're not getting any sleep, then why should they?


i n s t r u c t i o n s

• Post with your character (note the name and fandom in the subject).
• Other people reply to you by generating a number from 1 to 10.
• Have fun!


o p t i o n s

01 • FEAR. Maybe you're hearing strange, indeterminable noises; maybe there's a severe storm happening outside; maybe you watched a scary movie before bed? Whatever the reason, you're terrified and it's keeping you awake. You just want to wake someone else up so they can protect you from the monster in your closet.
02 • HUNGER. Your stomach is growling and it just won't stop. Or perhaps your throat is so dry you could cough up a tumbleweed? Well, you've gone to the kitchen to remedy this and hey, that was a pan that just dropped on the floor. It was loud enough to wake the dead! Oops.
03 • PAIN. Your body is completely worn out, be it from exercise, battle, sickness, or what have you. Either way you're in enough pain to keep you from sleeping, so maybe someone else has a home remedy or something, or can at least help you take your mind off of it.
04 • SOLITUDE. For some reason, your bed just feels so empty at the moment. You're feeling terribly lonely and really just want someone to keep you company for a while. Maybe it'd be easier to fall asleep if you're with them...
05 • DISCOMFORT. Your room is an oven. Either that or a freezer. Or maybe this bed is just really uncomfortable? Who knows why you can't get to sleep, it feels like it could be anything. Why even bother trying? Maybe someone else can preoccupy you until you feel tired enough to ignore your discomfort.
06 • PENSIVE. Something's on your mind, and no matter how hard you try to focus elsewhere, it's just not going to work. Your body may be tired, but your mind is incredibly busy and it's virtually impossible to get to sleep. Surely, talking it out with someone else will help?
07 • SADNESS. Something terrible has happened that day, perhaps; or you could just be severely depressed. Either way you're trying your hardest not to cry yourself to sleep, and it's not working at all. Better find a way to get it out of your system somehow; you need a shoulder to cry on.
08 • ANGER. You are just... fuming. Who knows why - that annoying dog is barking again, or maybe the people next door are getting busy and keeping you awake. Whatever the reason for your ire is, you'd better put an end to it so you can get some damn rest already! Go wake up a friend so you can complain to them.
09 • RESTLESS. You're far too energetic to sleep right now. Maybe you're just trying to do so out of necessity - you have to be up early tomorrow! But you just don't think you'll be able to fall asleep for a while now, so why waste the time trying to sleep when you could be doing something else? Namely bothering someone else - you're totally jealous because they're getting more sleep than you.
10 • WILDCARD. Choose one of the options above, or make up your own scenario.

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Logan || MCU || OTA

[personal profile] withoutamaster 2013-11-18 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[OOC: Depending on which Logan you'd prefer, please state a timeline where appropriate :). Anything from before Origins to the middle of The Wolverine movie is fine with me, though his default is generally set sometime after The Last Stand.]
Edited 2013-11-18 21:19 (UTC)

10, timeline: the wolverine

[personal profile] crippled 2013-11-21 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
[She escapes, because she has no choice. Away from England and the truths it offers, the promises of "peaceful means" to treat her supposed illness, the underlying threat issued to all of her kind: deportation, or death. Ordinary people, humans, she couldn't trust them, and she finds her way off the continent for a new life, boarding a ship with stolen tickets, a handful of clothes, and little else. Without knowledge of her destination, she is dropped off in a new country, where the language spoken is a jargon of sharp syllables she can't decipher, and the signs are written in a series of unintelligible lines.

Over time, somehow, she manages to make her way in the world. She picks up a few phrases, adjusting to the various times of day, and constructing her schedule around it: in the morning, she shoplifts food from convenience store shelves, and at night, she loiters in various internet cafes, where other sleepless teenagers spend the hours. Petty thievery doesn't cause her guilt, not when the alternative is going hungry.

It's a miserable night, storming and raining when someone new interrupts the pattern of cafe regulars. A disagreement turns into an ugly argument, and now the two men are shoving each other in a scuffle, and honestly, she's hoping they attract enough attention to be escorted out by security. She's already learned first-hand the xenophobia a foreigner can attract, but the man involved in the fight—muscular and tall, obviously not native—seems about ready to launch into an explosive rage. She grip the wheels of her chair, letting herself wander closer to the scene, curiosity urging her to investigate against all common sense. Caution has never come naturally to her, not when pride and anger drown out the fear.]