Injured/Hurt Meme

[pinkandyellow]

  THE INJURED/HURT MEME
Injured by your own hand or someone else's, you still need help to get you through it. Let's hope someone finds you before it's too late!

This meme contains triggers of violence/possible sexual assault, proceed with caution.

- Post your character, name/series/preferences in the subject.
- Others go to random.org and roll numbers 1-8 to choose a scene!
- Play it out!

1. Stabbed. You were stabbed, maybe multiple times.
2. Shot. You were shot either once or multiple times.
3. Broken bone(s). You're suffering broken bones.
4. Head injury. Enjoy that concussion...
5. Beaten. You were beaten to a bloody pulp.
6. Used. You were used for some kind of physical labor to the point you can't move anymore... or maybe it was more base than just 'labor'.
7. Abuse. Your injuries stem from a long period of abuse and torture.
8. Other. Is there something else? Want to combine something? Do so here!

Hopefully it's alright that I posted in here.

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[fleshydisguise]

[Not broken bones but broken metal struts--Alice's lower half looks like chewed-up tinfoil. Her carefully sharpened fingertips are blunted from having to drag herself into the limited shelter of a collapsed wall, and her false-flesh shell is hanging off her face in patches.

At least the pain can be turned off. Small blessing. But eventually she'll have to flee or risk discovery by the enemy. Alice huddles in her hiding place and wishes she had someone to pray to.]

[pinkandyellow]

[Something was exploding, someone was shooting. Rose was doing neither of these things. She was running. She wasn't a coward, but she wasn't stupid, either. She wasn't a soldier. She could barely shoot a target without flinching, let alone another person. Or... thing that looked like a person. Fall back, think it out, find a way to stop all of this. End it. Some sort of strategy.

A collapsed wall looks like the perfect place to take a breath, and she stumbles over, panting and out of breath, clutching her sides, breathing heavily-

Oh.

There's... someone already there. Someone, but not a human. Twisted metal sticking out at odd angles- that can't be... healthy. She really probably shouldn't be here, which doesn't stop her from edging a bit closer.]

Hey- white flag, yeah? Peace?

[fleshydisguise]

[Alice lifts her head, too weary to automatically bring up her weapons systems. No threat, just an unarmed human. Being...remarkably unconcerned about the killer robot, actually. The humans never spoke to her before.]

It's a nice thought. [Alice pushes herself up on one arm but can't quite see over the barricade.] I'm guessing you're not one of them, or I'd be dead already.

[pinkandyellow]

[She falters at the glance, and when the robot starts talking, she takes it as a sign of tentative truce and steps forward, edging closer.]

No, I'm just... passing through, really, trying to find a way to put a stop to the madness. [A bit closer.] You look... a bit bent out of shape. Are you alright?

[fleshydisguise]

[It's hard to tell with a hardly-human face like hers, but she appears to be glowering.] No, I'm fine. It's just the style these days to have your legs shredded.