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Lil’ Tip
I see two common formulas when a character is severely hurt
injured >> panic >> faint
or
injured >> hide it >> faint
While these two formulas are great, I am here to propose other things people do when they are in severe physical pain. pain to this degree throws a persons entire body out of wack, show it!
here are some other less commonly found things people do when they’re in severe pain:
firstly, repeat it after me, kids! not everyone faints when they’re in a ton of pain! some people wish they could faint
but they do tremble, convulse, or thrash uncontrollably (keep in mind, trembling and convulsing are something the body does of it’s own accord, thrashing is an action taken by the person)
hyper/hypoventilate
become nauseous
vomit (in severe cases)
hallucinate
lose sight (temporarily)
lose hearing (temporarily)
run a low-grade fever
run a high-grade fever (in severe cases)
become unaware of surroundings
develop a nosebleed
develop a migraine
sweat absolute bullets
feel free to add more in comments/reblogs!
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