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"Help me." | Failed escape | On the run | Fetal Position
Cw: medical whump, needles, restraints
Whumpee contently sighs while slowly opening their eyes, squinting at the bright hospital lights. Their eyes widen as they see an IV sticking out of their arm.
Nononono. This cannot be happening again.
Whumpee starts hyperventilating, tears welling up in their eyes. Without a second thought they reach to pull the needle out, but their arms won't move. They look closer to see they are tied down to the bed. They start thrashing around frantically trying to escape the restraints.
"Where am I?" They couldn't possibly be back with whumper. "Help me!"
Caretaker comes running into the room. Their heart drops as they see whumpee thrashing around with a look of pure terror on their tear streaked face.
"What's wrong whumpee? You're in the hospital, you're safe." Caretaker runs over to whumpee's bedside gently pushing the hair out of their face.
"W-why is there an IV? Why am I tied down?" Whumpee's voice breaks, trying but failing to hold back their tears.
Caretaker grabs whumpees hand, gently rubbing circles on their palm. "I know you hate needles, but you need the IV to stay healthy. I didn't want to have to tie you down either, but everytime you wake up you keep trying to pull the IV out and escape. Don't worry. It's for your own safety ."
"So you're sure you're not drugging me or anything."
"No whumpee, of course not."
"I promise I'll be good. Just- take the restraints off. Please? It... reminds me too much of whumper."
Caretaker's heart breaks again at that. They don't understand what kind of monster could hurt whumpee like this. "I'm sorry but the doctor said to leave them on until we can be sure you won't act out. Can I trust you won't try to run out again?"
"Yes. I won't try anything again."
"Promise?"
"Yeah, I promise."
Caretaker sighs, "Okay."
Whumpee calms down quickly as caretaker undoes the restraints. Whumpee is still frightened by the IV, but they tell themself they'll get used to it eventually.
"Thank you caretaker," whumpee says with a wobbly smile.
Caretaker smiles back warmly.
Whumpee curls into a ball under the sheets, careful not to mess with the IV. Caretaker stays by their side running their fingers through whumpee's hair until they fall into a peaceful sleep. This is going to be a long recovery, but caretaker promises to be by whumpee's side every step of the way.
I hear you know a lot about sedatives. Is there anything that works really quickly and is really strong, like a movie-style instant knockout drug? I have to admit, I was a little disappointed at how un-cinematic it was when I experienced being sedated myself
Unfortunately not, or at least, not to the degree you'd hope.
The slowest method is intramuscular, which are tranquilizer darts. These aren't precise, and hit muscle to slowly inject through the fibers and eventually reach blood. They take anywhere from 20 to 40 minutes, and need a counter-agent administered immediately after whatever's been done is done to ensure whatever (or whoever) was hit doesn't die to it. Sedatives are lethal, upping the strength doesn't mean they just up how fast they work, it means the risk of death by overdose is increased. So, a dart to the neck or butt wouldn't instantly send a character off to dreamland (in fact, you don't dream under sedation), and if it hits a vein or artery, that can be it for them.
The second, is intravenous sedation. This is usually used in hospitals, typically taking 15-30 minutes. Unless you're a stunning sharpshooter, you typically can't use a dart to administer this, but if your whumpee is restrained, and they're perhaps shot with a dose of paralytics before being administered this...
The third is inhalation, so that chloroform rag a whumper slapped to a whumpee's face as they struggle before falling limp for hours? Really, it would take 5 minutes (compare to the other's double digit numbers) of constant deep breathing, and only keep them under for a minute once it's removed. But, if you really want chloroform, a way you could do it is soak a fabric bag in it, and tie it over your whumpee's head, resulting in constant exposure and your whumper not having to hold a rag the entire time.
And, the quickest and most dangerous, is an injection directly into the heart. There's little research past pet euthanasia vets, which I feel speaks for itself when I say that this method is dangerous.
But, a lot of sedatives have flexible times. Some take hours, some take minutes. If you want to use a real sedative for your story, research what type it is! If you want to use a fictional one, try to base it off a real one for a certain interest to the story. I always love watching whumpees helplessly struggle as they inevitably fall asleep.
Oh, also, because I hate when people go off on a different topic and don't answer the original question itself; this is fiction, M99 is probably your ticket to insta-knocking out your character. A quarter's worth of weight can knock out a couple thousand-pounds stallion. Have fun!
I’ve had these characters in my mind for a while now, and I actually have a good idea of where this is going for once. So meet Noah, my OC who I plan on torturing loving a lot.
CW: forced stripping and noncon touching (neither of them sexual), lab whump (not really, but that’s the vibe), manhandling
There was something wrong.
Noah didn’t know what, or why, but he could feel it. It was a sharp tug in the pit of his stomach, the imaginary feel of cold fingers trailing down his spine, a want to hide, go back, give up.
Maybe it was just anxiety for being in a new place, taking a chance he wasn’t expecting until a few days before. Maybe it was just him overacting to the change of scenario, the coldness of the too-white building, the grim vibe a lab usually had. His instincts were rarely on point anyway, usually so mixed with fear and reluctance that he didn’t know how to separate the instinct from the unease.
So he kept walking, even though something urged him to go back.
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