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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]

Hear what? [ looking... over at the door. ]

[switchback]

[ good.

leaning over and smooching him as soon as he looks away. ]

That.

[uncertainty]

[ oh. ]

No, I, didn't quite catch that.

[switchback]

Listen carefully.

[ and then they made out ]

[uncertainty]

[ the question is mr. strider

do you want to go for a symphony. ]

[switchback]

[ depends on if he can manage to strike the band up. conducting is more exhausting than it looks, especially when you're sick. ]

[uncertainty]

[ It's okay.

Mr. Nitram is especially skilled at playing the skinflute. Let him warm it up for you. ]

[switchback]

[ NOT SURE IF WAok yes want

sit back and marvel at his talent with waving a baton around. ]

[uncertainty]

[ all seems to be in order here lets get this show on the road ]

[switchback]

[ yep

he has trouble keeping up but it all works out in the end ;) ;)

and then he passes out so hard its not even funny afterward ]

[uncertainty]

[ cuddling & whatever now. ]

[switchback]

[ He's sore and tired and in a lot of pain when he wakes up and it was probably not entirely worth it for his trouble, he thinks, especially since he has no idea where they stand now and he basically just contradicted everything he had been saying for forever. But it's done.

He just gasps and writhes and puts up such a pained fit that Bro comes in to take care of him, not even batting an eye at the two of them half-naked and covered in Substances. It's cool he already got over laughing at their inept banging hours ago. ]

[uncertainty]

[ Tavros wakes up mid-fit and starts to reach out to take the edge off, pulling back once he remembers that Dave doesn't want him to and that this is probably all his fault. ]

[switchback]

[ Bro gets him pumped full of painkillers and adjusts the pillows so he can prop himself up more comfortably and leaves them be. There's not much else he can do with Dave refusing to get treated. Dave forgets to mention it, laying still and breathing deep and slow to get his breath back. ]

[uncertainty]

[ once bros' out of the room he climbs out to get dressed. ]

Is there anything, you want me to do..?

[switchback]

[ Shaking his head, lips pursed tight. ]

'Sokay.

[uncertainty]

Do you want me to go tell bro, about making an appointment?

[switchback]

[ Still shaking his head. ]

[uncertainty]

Okay.

[ tentatively

reaching out to stroke his cheek. ]

[switchback]

[ He tenses at first. And then relaxes, letting out a quiet breath and leaning his cheek into his hand. ]

I'm fine. It's nothing.

[uncertainty]

I know it's not nothing.

[switchback]

Nothing new, I mean. It's ok.

[uncertainty]

[ worrying his lip. ]

Make the appointment.

[switchback]

[ sigh. ]

Tell Bro.

[uncertainty]

Okay.

[ ... a brief kiss to his forehead and then he's wheeling away. ]