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 ANGST MEME

Sometimes we all want to play some angst and see just how far our characters will fall.

 

- Post your characters, name and series in the subject along with any preferences.

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- Play!

 1. just depressed.

Things are tough, you're feeling worn out, or whatever the case, you're depressed. You need help or someone else thinks you do anyway.

 

2. abandoned.

You were left behind by everyone you hold dear and now you're forced to see how well they've adjusted, how happy they all are while you're screaming inside.

 

3. sick.

Cold, flu, or something even worse, all you can do is lay back and let someone take care of you.

 

4. fight.

You've been fighting nonstop with the other person and it just keep escalating.

 

5. break up.

You're being broken up with and they won't reconsider... Damn.

 

6. separated.

For some reason, you've been separated from the other person for a long time.

 

7. kidnapped.

You've been held captive for how long now? Maybe they've been torturing you even, using your blood to write ransom notes, threatening to cut off fingers to send next, etc. Rescue is on the way though, right?

 

8. beaten up.

Just because someone didn't like you or maybe they wanted something you had, whatever the case is, you're coming home sporting some nasty wounds and bruises.

 

9. jealousy.

You just have this undeniable jealousy suddenly and you need to let it out.

 

10. cheated on.
This goes beyond just suspicion and you have full on proof of what your lover has done. How do you handle it?

 

11. apathetic.

You're not sad, you're not happy, you just... don't feel much anymore. The sparkle of life has gone right out of you and you're just going through the motions now.

 

12. addicted.

Drugs, alcohol, whatever your drug of choice is, you can't fight the draw and you can't draw yourself out of the hole, but the other person is going to try.

 

13. bad romance.

You know this isn't good for either of you, but you can't stop now.

 

14. fear.

Nightmares, the feeling someone is following you, etc. You can't shake the feeling.

 

15. insanity.

You're seeing things and hearing them, waking up only to realize you've done things you don't remember or you're in a place you weren't before. You're losing it and you don't know what to do.

 

16. guilt.

It's eating you up inside and you have to tell someone about it now. You want to be punished and you won't take no for an answer.

 

17. loss

You've lost something dear to you.

 

18. wild card.

Combine some options or make your own!

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[strengthtohelp]

As soon as the soup was cooked, Noa scooped it into a bowl and set it down. He poured a glass of juice to go with it, then swung open cabinet doors looking for a tray or some other surface to serve everything. No tray was in immediate sight, and checking the dark nooks and crevices in the cabinets produced nothing as well. He shook his head and picked up the bowl and glass. The pleasantries could wait. Crona's health couldn't.

"Crona? Food is ready," Noa announced before letting himself in the room. "You might not feel up to eating, but I promise it'll help." He placed the soup and juice down on the nightstand, when he saw it -- Crona curled on his side, the blanket pulled up to his face, covering him like a tarp. Noa furrowed his brow. "What's the matter? If the air conditioning is too cold, I can turn it down. Whatever will make you feel better." Though Crona's face was half concealed, something in his face conveyed vexation beyond just his illness.

[ijustcantdeal]

Through the delirium of fever Crona looked up and felt relief move through him. not only that, but his mind was more simplified, the filter that usually did exist in him was gone. not that anyone would have ever thought Crona had a filter at all given his usual state of being.

Noa... why did you leave me? I was alone and talking and you were not here... I was alone, and I don't know how to deal with being alone right now..." he mumbled through the blanket. As he spoke his curled up and disappeared even more under the blanket. "And I'm sick. I don't know how to deal with being sick either. And you left me alone..."

[strengthtohelp]

Noa pressed his lips together, a quivering line for a mouth. He swallowed hard. "I'm sorry, I just wanted to help you feel better with the soup, and I rushed out before you could say anything." His eyes narrowed into slits behind his glasses. He gripped his hands into fists at his sides. Crona was delicate, in a way, that Noa rushed to care for him physically. However, emotional well-being was just as, and in some cases, as it seemed to be turning out, more important. "I didn't mean to upset you. I should've paid more attention to your feelings."

Palpitating the mattress for room first, Noa sat himself down beside Crona but leaving space between them. He didn't want to upset the other boy anymore than he already did by encroaching in his personal space. "How can I make it up to you? I wasn't going to be gone long, but even though it wasn't my intention to hurt you, the damage is done..." His voice cracked about halfway into his apology.

[ijustcantdeal]

Crona looked up at Noa through half-lidded eyes, drowsy with a slight glassy quality of a person sick and not as mentally on top of things as they would normally be. and Crona most certainly was not. effort went into thoughts going much slower than the rapid-fire pace they normally went. So it took a moment to soak in Noa's words.

Looking down to the pillow he laid on his cheeks seemed to get even more rosy in color through embarrassment at the words Noa spoke. Crona still wasn't use to someone caring about him, being worried about him. How was he suppose to respond to something like this? Was there a right response? If so, Crona wasn't familiar with it. Never experienced it himself. so instead he tried to think of if he ever witnessed anyone else in this situation. "Your... I..." He licked his lips, trying to gather the right assembly of words. "Soup is... fine. Thank you..." He then shifted beneath the blanket, moving to rise up into a seated position.

Sorry this is late. Been a busy week.

[strengthtohelp]

Crona looked so out of things, the way his eyes couldn't focus on anything and his lids too heavy to open wide. His complexion paled even more than it usually was. If he hadn't gotten so upset about Noa leaving, Noa would've thought to do so to let him sleep undisturbed. The sick needed enough rest to recover but not so much their bodies would become sluggish from misuse. Noa knew that from his own experience, missing school a lot due to his chronic condition. He was glad though he could be here to help Crona through his illness, though.

"Oh, here," Noa said, then handed the other boy the soup. He picked up the washcloth that had fallen off Crona's head when he sat up. It was already warm. He must've had quite the fever. "If you need me for anything else, please let me know." He offered a smile. "I won't go this time unless I ask you first this time."