Explore #sleepdeprived

     Lately, Mr.Greece had been having trouble sleeping, everyone could tell, he always came to the meetings looking worn out with heavy purple circles under his eyes. As an affect of his lack of sleep, Greece was beginning to get cranky, _________ stood watching Japan pace the room talking to Mr.Greece's other friends about what could have started this. He'd stopped sleeping a couple weeks ago, and since then, he'd deliberately argue with Turkey, at some point he even threatened war.
      No one was worried, until He'd shoved a cat off him, and snapped at Japan, all in the same day. The only person who hadn't seen a change in him was _________. Greece always had a very fond liking of his friend, who could often be seen taking naps with him, since they shared a border, they hung out often. She was in the front of the room of the meeting with Japan about Greece's sleeping habits, though he hadn't effected her, she was the top of th

Groggily opening his eyes, the mud blooded troll could feel the bitter tang of echoing pain. His proud lance was protruding, almost rudely, from his chest. As if to say, 'You are the biggest fuck up imaginable'. Tavros lifted himself onto his elbows, slowly trying to make some non-scrambled thoughts in his extremely abused and blurry think-pan. The Taurus could only think up a few basic thoughts;
The lance missed his spine.
He was going to die, no matter what he did.
And finally, he had to say goodbye to at least his best bro, Gamzee.
So Tavros gripped the bloody handle, slowly twisting the item from the new gaping hole in his chest. The sludgy brown tears flowing down the sides of his face didn't register in the troll's fuzzy think-pan, everything was quickly growing more and more numb. With a quick and sudden lurch, the lance gave and clattered to the brown pool. The sickening squench of the slowly drying puddle slurping around the new metal victim lasted in repetition in his