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Writing a character who becomes severely malnourished/dehydrated/sleep-deprived?

Here’s what you’ll need to know! Learn all about the wonders of the human body and add scientifically-accurate drama to your stories.

MALNOURISHMENT

DEATH: average - 21 days (3 weeks), max ever recorded - 70 days (2.3 months)

6 HOURS: grouchiness and hunger due to lack of glucose.

24 HOURS - 48 HOURS: hunger very apparent; pains in stomach; body has entered ketosis and is using fatty acids as energy.

72 HOURS+: muscles begin to get broken down for energy.

You will become: increasingly depressed, irritable, hysteric apathetic; decline in concentration, comprehension and judgement; social isolation and withdrawal; possible self-harm.

If your character doesn’t eat for 5 consecutive days, they are at risk of Refeeding Syndrome. This is extremely dangerous and can be fatal.

recommended reading:

The Minnesota Starvation Experiment

Psychology of starvation based on the above experiment.

DEHYDRATION

DEATH: average 3 days; some live 8 - 10 days

for the calculations: TWV = total water volume in body; average adult loses 2.5 litres of water per day.

Assuming that your character does not eat, drink or absorb any moisture.

9 HOURS/2% TWV: thirst, discomfort, dry skin, loss of appetite; 50% loss of performance for athletes; elevated body temperature, rapid heartbeat, fatigue, dizziness when standing, decreased fluid secretion (sweat, urination, tears, etc).

24 HOURS/6% TWV: sleepiness, severe headaches, nausea, tingling in limbs.

36 - 72 HOURS/ 6 - 15% TWV: no urination, seizures, muscle spasms, shriveled skin, fainting, vision dimming, delirium.

72 HOURS+/15% TWV+: Organ failure.

recommended reading:

dehydration on the psychology wiki.

SLEEP DEPRIVATION

DEATH: not known, but can stay awake for 11 days; max chronic sleep deprivation ever recorded (until death) - 6 months.

NOTE: This does not mean you can stay awake for 6 months. It means you can survive that long with chronic sleep deprivation - going days without sleep and then sleeping once or twice.

24 HOURS: mental ability impairment of someone who has blood-alcohol content of 0.10%; everything is worse - emotional control, memory, attention, decision-making, hand-eye coordination.

36 HOURS: hormonal spikes everywhere; losing time; lack of motivation; head buzzing like you’re dehydrated.

48 HOURS: microsleep, regardless of what you’re doing (you fall asleep for 1-30 seconds and then become disorientated);

72 HOURS+: say goodbye to higher mental processes like decision-making and planning. Also, say good bye to saying goodbye because even simple conversations are hard.

80 HOURS+: … and hello, hallucinations!

recommended reading:

this article of a soldier’s experience with sleep deprivation.

Eleven Days Awake; The Experiment.

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Me: Doctor, why is that syringe filled with glitter? Doctor: Anaesthetic.

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"YES. LET’S GO. RIGHT NOW.”

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medic but in a 30′s cartoon style for fun

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when you have a problematic fave

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Reblog this if your muse misses other rper's muses when their mun is not online.

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“What, did you think I actually used eggs in baking? Hah!”

Blood can be used as a substitute for eggs when baking. Source

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ask-redfemscout:

“…I’m not a child! Only because you are older than me, don’t turn me into a child!” She said in a attitude infantile. “Anyway, You are jealous, because I am more awesome than you and more young and healthy”

“You even sound like child,” he retorts, rolling his eyes.

“You’re not a monster...you are the king of the monsters”

Tell my muse “You’re not a monster” and see how they react.(  Alternately: Tell them “You’re a monster” and see how they react. )

“Hmhm. Thank you.”

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lost-medical-license:

I don’t even care if I have it or not. I got anozher one from respawning.

/He stared down dully at the squished organ, and cocks his head back up to look up at him, noticing he was heading to leave.

Out of curiosity, vhy do you vant organs so much? Vhat do you do wizh zhem?

He paused at the door, tapping his chin in thought. “Let’s see. I collect them and use them for scientific purposes... Is about it.” It wasn’t really, but it’s not like he’s going to outright and tell the other. With that, he opens the door and walks out. 

// :^) Jou are a monster!... But I sort of like it. [lost-medical-license]

Tell my muse “You’re not a monster” and see how they react.(  Alternately: Tell them “You’re a monster” and see how they react. )

“Why thank y–”

“Wait, what was that?”

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theexiledsniper:

Hurt was quickly replaced by anger, as he shook his head, stalking off and drawing his shiv. If Mars wanted to be stubbron, then so be it! He was going to maim his own humans, but not the ones that could respawn. No.. Teufort always DID deserve some deaths, especially after all that they claimed the mercs did. Stalking out of the gate, he paused, giving one last glance at Mars, before heading off into the city, starting his own massacre there. Anger and frustration fueled the massacre, and he even decided to let the city burn, laughing as he happily set houses and business aflame, listening to the police as they commanded him to stop, but he surged forward, slamming his shiv into the officers, ignore bullets, and continued his slaughter, only stopping once the city was burning, his eyes shining with glee. He then began making his way back to the base, wondering if there were things he could set on fire there. Maybe his own van! None the less, he continued walking, eventually pausing at the gate as he searched around for Mars. He then shook his head, grabbed several gasoline containers, and began burning most of the base down, chuckling.. until it got near the lab. “Oh.. Oh fuck!!” He gaped, knowing the birds inside. He’d have to get them out. Running his hands through his hair, he hurried inside, slamming the windows open, and letting them fly outside, babies he grabbed and carried out, and tried to carry out the injured in an attempt to save them all.

Mars caught sight of the fire on his way back to the base, realizing that he had his birds still in his lab. Quickly, he rushed to his lab only to find that they had been let go. He spotted Talon carrying the baby ravens and ran toward him only to be crushed as a burning wooden beam fell onto him with a yelp. 

He scrabbles, trying to crawl from underneath it, feeling the wood being engulfed in flames and burning his back as the weight of the beam held him down. He lost sight of the Sniper as flames rose in front of him and seared his body. 

“Talon! Run!” He tried to call out to him, feeling his body temperature rise with the flames that scorched the ground before him.

*combines two memes* "GET YER ASS IN BED, MARS!!" Talon yelled, arms crossed, "I'M NOt FEELIN WELL ENOUGH TO LET YOU WORK ALL BLOODY NIGHT. NOW GO. GO!!"

My Muse is Refusing to go to bed and insists on Staying up all night long to Work, Study, Play Video Games est.. Send “Get your ass in bed!” For Their reaction..

“Нет. Am almost finished,” he responds, those his eye lids are threatening to close on him and he shakes himself awake before returning to his work. “If you are not feeling well, then go to sleep!”

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"I hate my life..." (a-vultures-eye-red)

“Why is that, Merlin?” Mars reached out to gently pat the man on the head. He had an idea of why, but he wasn’t completely sure. 

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thesocialpariah:

“You mean him?” She said quietly, gesturing to the befallen mugger before shaking her head. “No.. No I didn’t..”

“Alright. That’s good,” he reached out to gently pat the woman on the shoulder before turning and leaving. “Stay safe.”

┼ ((I've never sent anything so it's time to bite the metaphorical bullet! Hope you don't mind))

Send me ┼ for my muse’s reaction to walking in on your muse

4: Being attacked

The Brutal was out walking around downtown when he spotted a blue-haired lady being mugged by someone. He wasn’t really one to meddle in civilian lives, but he couldn’t help but draw his Übersaw as he drew closer to the two. The look on the thief’s face was one of pure terror as he stabbed the man in the chest with one swift movement. 

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Interesting day in the clinic today. Interesting, but sad.

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Headcannon!: Mars bears the scars of his transition, and ended up doing transition surgery himself, rather than going to a doctor. And they are his first scars from the war.

Write a Headcanon about my character

{This is a headcanon that I already had for him but nonetheless it is approved}