The Last Words Meme

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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.

HOW IT WORKS:

1. Comment with your character. Using it random.org or a similar site, the first character to post rolls for their cause of death and how long they have left to live. Or you can leave it blank and let the person commenting choose for you!

2. 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.

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

4. Have fun


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?

RELATIONSHIP

1 - Lovers. This is your husband, wife, boyfriend, girlfriend, mistress, whatever you call them they were the person you wanted to spend your life with. Too bad you don't have much of a life to spend with them anymore.

2 - Siblings. Your beloved little or older sibling is just standing there, watching you slowly waste away before their eyes. Can you say anything to comfort them? Note that it doesn't necessarily have to be interpreted literally; adopted siblings and friends so close they might as well be siblings work too.

3 - Parent and child. Nothing is worse than a parent having to bury their child... except, maybe, a young child now alone in the world after losing their parent. As with the sibling prompt, this can be expanded to include parental figures and people who are LIKE a father/mother to you as well as actual biological parents.

4 - Co-workers, teammates or classmates. You were fighting for the same side. Or you worked together in the same office for years. Or they sat behind you in biology all semester. However you met, how do your react when you find out someone who used to be a fixture in your life is going to die?

5 - Friends. You're the best of friends! You go everywhere together, know all each other's secrets, and are never seen apart. At least, you didn't use to be. Now one of you is dying and the other one is left alone in the world. Or maybe you're dying together. Wait, is that better or worse?

6 - Bitter enemies. You hate, hate, HATE this person. In fact, maybe you killed them. Or they killed you. Or maybe nobody killed anybody and they're just bitter that Mother Nature got to you before they did. Regardless, they want to confront you one last time before you bite it, if only to rub your nose in your imminent demise and their ability to outlive you.

Comments

Spring Eddings | 4 | 1

[notaloneinthis]

[Spring is curled up in her bed. She's too weak to go anywhere or even move. She had really hoped life would last longer than this, that she'd do more and get further, but she's not bitter. She's had a beautiful life. She's not afraid of death, she can't be.

And maybe, just maybe, she'll see her mother again somewhere.]

Matilda Eddings | 5 | 2

[notaloneinthis]

[Til is hungry. She's never been so hungry in her life, and it hurts. Of all the ways she's ever imagined her death, this was not one of them. She doesn't even know how she got here, but she is here, and she knows she doesn't have long to last. She just feels too weak.

She's not ready to go and leave her world behind. She loves it too much, she loves what she has too much. She's not ready to go.]

Colin Eddings | 1 | 4

[notaloneinthis]

Ira Eddings | 6 | 2

[notaloneinthis]

[Ira can still feel the electricity sparking through her, but instead of it's usual comfort it pains her. She meant to do better. She meant to be better. Be something her family could be proud of. She always thought she'd be okay no matter what, that her electricity would always save her and be her crutch, but she has learned the bad way that she was wrong.

She's sprawled on the ground and she can't move. She's sore, weak, and burned. She knows she should be scared, or accepting, but aside from the pain she doesn't feel anything.

Death. Dying. It's coming, and she can't stop it. She can't find the emotion to fit it.]

7(...ish) -- 2

[handswillwork]

[There was never any other way things could turn out, really. It was always bound to happen eventually. One job too big, one healing too many -- something was going to get into her system and pull her down, the Calling was going to take over and make her work till she collapsed and couldn't get up again -- it was always going to be because of what she was.

At least she's in her own bed. It was a struggle to get her there, but Abby is curled up in her own room, back to the window's light. She's shivering under the heavy quilt on top of her, but at least she's stopped coughing up blood for the time being.

There's not going to be any coming back from this one. The last week has only been a steady decline, and even without healing anyone else, her body just can't take any more.]

the Charger // 7/1

[makesureitlooksgood]

[Cars die eventually. Cars end up in the scrap heap, they get so broken they can't be fixed, or at least there's no point in trying to fix it. Cars don't last forever, and the Charger was already an old car before she was given to a man who ends up in high-speed chases and gets shot at on a regular basis.

So you'd think she'd have accepted that she was going to die, but does anyone ever really accept that?

The Charger is curled up on her other self, on top of the trunk. The car is gone, useless already. The girl won't be far behind it, she can already feel herself fading, and she chokes back a sob. She doesn't want to go. She likes being a girl, likes talking to people and hugs and how sunshine feels on skin instead of metal. She likes being a working machine, likes running smooth and going fast and belonging to somebody and getting them where they want to go.

She doesn't want to lose either one, but she doesn't have a choice.]