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The Last Words Meme

This is it. The final curtain. You're at the end of your life, and there's someone here you really, really need to say something to before you die. 


(TRIGGER WARNING. This meme deals heavy with death and also possibly with strong violence or with suicide/depression. If you are not comfortable reading about that, please PLEASE do not proceed further.)



HOW IT WORKS:
Getting your numbers from RNG (or pick your own), the first character to post rolls for their cause of death and how long they have left to live. They then post to the meme with their name, canon and the results of their roll. (For example: "Jane Doe | That One Series | 1 2" would mean Jane Doe from That One Series died of accidental causes and has a few hours left to live.) 

Responding characters then roll for the relationship between the two of you. Optionally responding characters can also share your cause of death/time left to live or roll for their own, but that's not required. A living character caring for (or horribly mutilating) a dying one is fine, too.

Tell the person what you need to tell them before you bite it. 

As usual, all meme's are open to interpretation. If you want to play an AU immortal, yay. If you want to be sucked into another dimension or shoved into a tiny glass box, also fine. YOUR PLAY, NOT MINE.



CAUSE OF DEATH

1 - Accidental. Nobody meant for this to happen, but it doesn't matter now. Due to negligance, arrogance or just plain bad luck, you've become gravely ill or injured and are now in your last moments. This covers all kinds of accidental deaths--strangulation, drowning, car accidents, unintentional beheadings, whatever you can think of. 

2 - Murder. Somebody really didn't like you. Enough to kill you, it seems. You're now dead by someone else's hand. (Maybe even the person replying to you?) As with accidental death, this covers all types of intentional, malicious murder, regardless of method--so poisoning, stabbing, shooting, etc., all work here. Same with all the below options: any possible variation you can think of on it will work!

3 - Suicide. There is no hope for you, and no way out. You've reached the absolute bottom pits of despair, and the only recourse you have is to take your own life. Someone shows up to stop you... but they're too late to help you now.

4 - Terminal illness. You have cancer, or tuberculosis, or cholera back when people got cholera. The doctors have done everything they could and it wasn't enough. The only thing to do now is give your loved ones the bad news.

5 - Starvation. So thirsty. So hungry. Maybe you've been traveling in the desert for hours, or maybe you're just really poor. Whatever the reason, it doesn't matter, because you're slowly wasting away until you're nothing but skin and bones.

6 - Death in battle. You've died a hero's death, and gone out in a blaze of glory. Or maybe you were a coward who got shot for deserting? Either way, you're now a casualty of war. Will you be honored with a parade or scorned as a traitor to your country? 

7 - Natural causes. You've lived a long, happy life, and now your story is at an end. In a warm bed, surrounded by your family and friends, you peacefully drift off. Just make sure that you've made a will somewhere, or at least use your deathbed to set the record straight. Otherwise, who knows what kind of squabbles might errupt after you leave this world?


TIME LEFT

1 - A few minutes. You're fading fast and you don't have much, well, any time left. Better tell the person with you that you love -- or despise -- them with your last breath, because you'll never have the chance otherwise. 

2 - A few hours. You haven't got much time left. Is there someone you still need to kill? To kiss? Better do it quick. (Note: last kisses not recommended for people dying of highly contagious illnesses.)

3 - A few days. The doctors have given you the news, and it's not very good. You've only got a couple days left to live. You should start trying to make peace with people and saying your final goodbyes with the days you have left.

4 - A few weeks. Take that vacation you've always wanted to go on but never had the chance to. Go do that thing you've never thought you'd be any good at. You've got only weeks left to live. Don't waste them. 

5 - A few months. While you aren't quite on death's doorstep yet, your lifespan has still dwindled considerably from what you probably thought it would be. How are you going to spend your last few months on Earth? Making the world a better place and telling your family you love them? Or raising as much hell as possible?

Comments

[uncertainty]

[ uhhh... ]

You're going out with Matt Damon?

[switchback]

I fucking wish I was going out with Matt Damon. I'd be his blushing bride in a heartbeat. You don't even know.

[uncertainty]

Yeah, well...

[ Guess who hasn't been on a date in nearly ten years. ]

[switchback]

It's never gonna happen, though. Guess that just leaves you to laboriously contract a wooing for the likes of which the world's never seen.

[ ... No, but seriously though. These are old jokes. He's surprised to catch himself doing it after all this time, looking up from the swings and then back down at the ground.

They're just jokes. They didn't work out. And he's not going to live long enough for any of it to matter. ]

[uncertainty]

[ He says nothing, tries to smile and falters. ]

Yeah...

[switchback]

[ Shaking his head faintly. ]

My time's up for that kinda thing. I'll leave the intense trolling for you as a bequeathment or something. Parting shot. Finish as strong as I started.

[uncertainty]

No, it's not, If you, fight it, you'll be fine.

[switchback]

I'm not going to.

[uncertainty]

What? Why?

[switchback]

There's a slim chance it'll even do any good. It'd be more than a handful of surgeries with months of chemo in-between, all for a next-to-zero percent likelihood of actually getting rid of it.

[ Shaking his head again. ]

I'd rather it just go quick.

[uncertainty]

[ Chewing his lip. What do you even say to that? ]

[switchback]

[ He falls silent. What else is there to say, really. ]

[uncertainty]

I wish you'd fight it. [ quietly. ]

[switchback]

So does Bro.

[uncertainty]

[ mm... ] I know, we can't make you.

[switchback]

It's not like I don't want to live, dude. But it's a fuckton of money and even I don't got it all. A lot of money and a lot of pain and there's no way it won't come back even if I do manage to beat it. So why bother.

[uncertainty]

To have, more time.

[switchback]

More time for what.

[uncertainty]

To live.

[switchback]

[ Sigh. He starts rocking himself slowly back and forth on the swing again. ]

I dunno, Tav.

[ He's just scared, when it comes down to it. Not too scared to play fast and loose with his life but too scared to face the consequences, one way or the other. ]

[uncertainty]

I'm sorry. I just think, that it's better to fight, than to go quietly.

[switchback]

Yeah, well, half of not being an idiot is knowing when to pick a fight and when to back down.

[uncertainty]

I guess.

[switchback]

[ He wraps his arms around himself and tries to make it look like he just caught a chill off the breeze coming in. ]

I'm not saying it's set in stone. I'm just saying it's not what I'm planning on. So don't get your hopes up on a pickup line to end all pickup lines before my lawyer's delivering it to you hand-written in a velvet box.

[uncertainty]

[ ... ]

Can you please, not make jokes like that.