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[miasmajesty]

 

 

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]

[ Me too.

She turns to the fridge and retrieves a juice box, sliding it along the counter toward him. ]

[miasmajesty]

[ Dirk grabs it pokes the straw through the top, giving it to the kid. ]

Say thanks, Irv. [ 'Kew.. ] Close enough.

[turntables]

[ A small smile, nodding. She gets a juice box for herself and sits down at the table.

I gotta do my homework. ]

[miasmajesty]

Okay. You need any help you can ask me. Bro's taking a nap.

[turntables]

[ It's ok. I'm good at maths and spelling.

Wonder where she got that from. ]

[miasmajesty]

[ Nodding.

Poor girl. ]

[turntables]

[ She's about as independent as Bro said she was. When she's done she checks her own answers online, washes up and cooks herself some easy microwave food, takes a bath and then gets dressed for bed. She appears downstairs holding a book to her chest and peering up from the doorway to see if Bro's awake yet.

He rarely is, tonight isn't much different. She bites her lip and heads back upstairs. ]

[miasmajesty]

[ Dirk spots that tentative little look and gets to his feet. ] What book you got there, kid?

[turntables]

[ Pausing at the foot of the stairs and looking back, then turning. She looks down at the book like she regrets having it in her hands.

Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. By... um... Roald Dahl. ]

[miasmajesty]

Been a while since I've visited the factory. Mind if I join you for the read?

[turntables]

[ Oh. A little nervous, a little happy. She smiles a little. Okay. If you want to. ]

[miasmajesty]

Aight. You mind if I take the ankle-biter along?

[turntables]

[ Ankle bi—oh, the baby. :( But he's a nice baby. She nods.

You can put him on my, squishy bean chair. ]

[miasmajesty]

Ok.

[ He scoops the sleepy kid off the floor. ]

[turntables]

[ Creeping back up to her room. It's a messy, crowded room, packed with everything a slumber party would ever need, had she the friends to ever throw one. She climbs up into bed with her book and pulls the chain on the unicorn desk lamp beside her bed to turn it on. ]

[miasmajesty]

[ Setting his kid on the chair, plopping down on bro's chair and reaching it out. ]

[turntables]

[ She wiggles to get comfy and then opens the book up from where the bookmark is placed in it. They evidently haven't gotten very far in, the tour of the factory hasn't even started yet. She reads steadily for awhile, sounding out the words that are too big for her and occasionally asking what something means.

After a good long chunk of reading she goes quiet between paragraphs, staring down at the book and thinking hard about something. When she looks up she hesitates and glances back down.

Mm... Uncle Dirk, Charlie's grandpa is really old in the story, isn't he? ]

[miasmajesty]

[

oh

fuck. ]

Yeah, he is.

[turntables]

[ ... Is Bro really old too? ]

[miasmajesty]

[ ... ah. ]

Yeah, he's getting up there.

[turntables]

[ She frowns uneasily.

But Charlie's grandpa still goes with him, and does fun things with him. Even though he's still old and sick. ]

[miasmajesty]

Our Bro's real old though, kiddo. He tries.

[turntables]

[ A long stretch of silence, curling her fingers tightly over the top of the book.

Is Bro gonna die? ]

[miasmajesty]

[ Don't ask me these fucking questions, anybody but me. ]

Not right now... but maybe soon, yeah.

[turntables]

[ ... Oh. She bites her lip, staring down at the book and searching the page as if looking for an answer. Ultimately she just doesn't say anything else. ]</small