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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]

[ 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.

[uncertainty]

Want some, breakfast?

[switchback]

[ A noncommittal shrug. He still doesn't have much of an appetite. ]

Don't really wanna get up.

[uncertainty]

[ smiling. ]

Fair enough. We can just, lay here.

[switchback]

Surprised we both still fit...

[ laying his head back down again. ]

[uncertainty]

You did, shrink a bit.

[switchback]

A little.

[ Curling his hand around one of Tavros' arms. It's kind of weird how easily he's falling back into close proximity with him again. ]

[uncertainty]

[ nuzzle. ]

Are you, feeling better?

[switchback]

Sort of. [ There's the matter of knowing exactly how long he's looking at to think about now. But at least he hurts less. ] They gave me something for pain and something else to slow down the spread.

[uncertainty]

Good.

[ Petting his hair a little. ]

[switchback]

[ Quiet for awhile, stroking his fingers over Tavros' arm. ]

I got, like... about three months. Give or take. Thought you should probably know.

[uncertainty]

[ Quietly thinking. ]

I'll be here, if you want me to be.

[switchback]

You don't have to be, if it's hard on you. Just so we're clear.

[ As if he'd leave. ]

Other than that, I... I don't mind.

[uncertainty]

It's not.

[ Bumping their foreheads. ]

[switchback]

[ It might be later. It will be later. He doesn't expect anyone but Bro and Tavros to be here, whether he finally tells anyone or not (little does he know everybody in his family or close enough to him to be family already knows), and even then it wouldn't surprise him much if they left him to handle it alone.

Or maybe that's just his way of keeping them, to clear his own conscience.

He doesn't argue it, just bumps their noses together and then their cheeks and rubs like a cat. ]

Ok.

[uncertainty]

Okay.

[ Wrapping his arms more snuggly around him. ]

[switchback]

[ clinging to him like a skinny little limpet, awkwardly breathing wheezy breaths in his ear. ]

I dunno where we're at right now. You and me.

[uncertainty]

[ Rubbing his back. ]

I never stopped, loving you, you know.

[switchback]

I didn't either. I just thought you did.

[uncertainty]

You were the one, who left.