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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

[turntables]

[ His eyebrows raise a fraction of an inch. In other words, he's shocked. ]

'bout god damn time.

[uncertainty]

Yeah.

[ Sleepy smile. He did good?? he did good. ]

[turntables]

[ He always believed in you Tavros. ]

I'll call 'em, see if I can't get him in tonight. Just don't let him change his mind in the meantime.

[uncertainty]

I won't. [ He'll just use his whammy powers if it gets too bad. ]

[turntables]

Good. Keep him occupied. [ >:] ]

[uncertainty]

Okay. [ >8] ]

[switchback]

[ Bro picks up his phone to make the call and wanders off, picking up Dave's file and thumbing through it and rambling off all the many things that are wrong with his kid to the person on the other line.

Could take awhile. ]

[uncertainty]

[ Tavros takes the opportunity to go pee and wash up and then wheels back into the bedroom. ]

[switchback]

[ Dave's dozing again, still somewhat conscious but mostly not. Enough to mumble and raise his eyebrows a little when Tavros comes back in. ]

[uncertainty]

[ He reclaims his place at the side of the bed, stroking Dave's cheek with one hand and taking his hand with the other. ]

[switchback]

[ mumble mumble mumble. He tries to lift his head and it just lolls to the side, grumbling out something like Mmtavrrmrnrm. ]

[uncertainty]

It's, okay. Go back to sleep.

[switchback]

Stay. [ Slowly drifting. ] I waited—a long time. For you.

[uncertainty]

I'm not going anywhere.

[switchback]

Good.

[ knocking the fuck out. he doesn't wake up even when Bro comes to collect him for his doctor appointment, limp like a rag doll in his arms. Bro offers to either take Tavros home or bring him along to the hospital. Or he can stay and chill. Whichever. ]

[uncertainty]

[ Tavros initially agrees to go along... but after thinking about it, reluctantly requests to stay here. He'd probably be denied entry and at least here he could... clean or try to make himself useful. ]

[switchback]

[ coolcoolcool. Bro drops the hint that they still have the Alternian cartoons channel Just So You Know and wraps Dave up in a nice warm blanket before loading him up in the car. He doesn't expect it'll be a short trip. There will be testing, discussion and of course a metric fuckton of drugs.

The tests come up worse than Bro expected. It's getting pretty advanced. Treatment would be a long shot at this point—honestly they'd only be able to manage it for a little while at best. A handful of years. Maybe.

But Dave just wants something to make the whole dying process easier. There's no use fighting it, but slowly disintegrating to death fucking sucks. They prescribe him better painkillers and medication to slow the infection down so it doesn't spread to his other organs so quickly. Bro asks how long they figure he has on that stuff and they can't really give a solid ball park. A few months. Maybe three or four. It depends.

Dave comes back just as asleep as he was when they left, groaning a little when he's put back into bed. ]

[uncertainty]

[ Tavros is asleep on the couch when they get back, dozing with one of Dave's blankets drawn up tight to his chin. He stirs a little at the door opening but only curls tighter in on himself, mumbling a little in his sleep.

At least in his dreams everything works out for the best. ]

[switchback]

[ Bro tucks them both in individually, one on the couch and one in bed and heads off to go get some sleep himself. It's only a matter of a few minutes before Dave wakes up and comes trailing out of his room to squeeze himself onto the couch, tucking his skinny self up against Tavros and trembling until the tension in his bones fades again. ]

[uncertainty]

[ He welcomes Dave with open arms, waking up just enough to scoot back and wrap his arms snuggly around Dave. ]

[switchback]

[ Mmm much better. Snuggling in and tugging the blankets up and drifting back off to sleep. ]

[uncertainty]

[ Morning rolls around and Tavros isn't too keen to move. He really should go... but he doesn't want to. He doesn't even want to wriggle in fear of waking Dave up. ]

[switchback]

[ Dave doesn't wake up right away, not for a couple more hours. There's no moaning and groaning like usual, just a quiet whimper and then a stretch and a yawn. ]

Mmh...

[uncertainty]

[ nosing a little at his neck. ]

Good morning.

[switchback]

[ turning a little. ]

Hey.