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?
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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.
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bakerstreet2012-01-04 01:53 pm
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Either way, he breathes a sigh of relief when Jim steps in. It doesn't last long. The duplicate struggles against the hold with ferocity, and Dean grabs a silver knife that had been sent skidding across the pavement earlier.
There's a cracking sound as the fake-Dean's arms dislocate, as some of the flesh peels away and slime oozes down. It's changing, trying to switch up shapes to survive, to get away, to anything, but it doesn't have a chance. Dean lurches forward, plunging the knife into it's heart.]
I don't think so, you son of a bitch.
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--and then he ended up losing the hold he had on on arm; left holding onto a bit of slimy flesh. Once the knife went in, there didn't seem to be much of a wait before it died. It turned into a dead weight in his arms, and he let it drop to the ground.]
That's gross.
[And Jim has made himself more than a little bit known. He's just murdered a sentient being. Well, helped to.
It was still very, very dead.
This would be the perfect time for the Enterprise to show back up and beam up their wayward captain.]
Damnit.
[Nothing happens. No such luck.]
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After a certain point, it stops being human-looking and just... looks like a puddle of skin and mucous.]
Thanks for that. Damn things are impossible to kill when they're you.
[To his credit, the guy looks less freaked out about this whole thing than your average civvy. He shoves back up, wiping his hands off onto his jeans.]
Scale of one to ten, how freaked out are you right now?
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He waves a hand, after dropping the gross bit of...yeah, shaking it to get the slime off.]
Two. [He answers it a bit quickly, then thinks maybe he should have gone with more. It's a bit late for that now though, isn't it?] But that could be just because it just kind of shed its gooey skin all over my hand.
[He makes a face of disgust at his hand, and immediately thanks whatever that he's not on the Enterprise. Spock would want a sample, and Bones would stab him with every hypospray ever.]