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the death meme


(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.)

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.


CAUSE OF DEATH

1 - Accidental. Nobody meant for this to happen, but it doesn't matter now. Due to negligence, 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.


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HOW IT WORKS:
1. This is where I am changing it up. Feel free to choose how you are going to die, just be sure to list the closest matching categories in your subject bar, along with your character and their series.

If you are having trouble coming up with a prompt or situation, feel free to use the random number generator. Or if you rather just take a risk feel free

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.

However, considering this is in our RP feel free to have your characters keep their CR, just make sure to inform the person which ever way you're going with it before responding!

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

4. Have fun!

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ETC

Other relationships -- such as murderer/victim, doctor/patient, etc. -- can be added in along with the randomized relationships at your whim if you feel the need, or even used to replace the relationships under that heading. Just, check with the other player first if you're going to do something extreme to their character! Or, in the case of canonmates, if you want to ignore the table and just go with your characters' canon relationship, you certainly can do that as well.

Also, if you would prefer to ignore the table entirely and just play out your own death scenario, feel free! This is a meme, so rules are pretty lax. If you like, you can also replace "death" with some other irreversible, negative scenario, such as being trapped in another dimension. The main point is that the characters conversing will never get the chance to talk to one another again, so you better make the last things you say to them count.

Immortal characters can be AU'd into non-immortals or otherwise made to fit the settings however their muns would desire. Also, if you get a death prompt and a time limit that don't make sense together you can either interpret the prompt as liberally as necessary to make it make sense OR you can simply roll the time left again until you get a time limit that makes more sense! :3

- reposted from here.

Comments

[precaria]

[ she probably shouldn't be here, but she just can't help herself. they say grace is what the heavens give you when you don't deserve it, and mercy is what they give you when you do. there's no real way to say which is true for Rufus Shinra, but whatever it is... well, whatever it is, at this stage, it doesn't truly matter. there isn't much time for him left on this Planet, and this is all she can do to ease his suffering.

he probably really doesn't deserve that, either, but there's a reason why she's the avatar of forgiveness here, and not someone who might judge just a little more harshly.

it's awhile before Rufus finally notices her, and when he does, she leans forward, looking down at him with a soft gaze. gentle, kind, but without an actual smile. almost like she's curious, enigmatic in the sort of fondly indifferent ways that angels painted on church ceilings look. of course, she'd be really offended if you described her like that. ]

Can't sleep? Is it because you're in pain? Or, is it...

[ something else? ]

[ambitiousblond]

I don't want your pity.

[The pain was manageable with the stimulant but he wasn't going to admit even to a figment of his imagination that the last couple of days had been the worst since he had gotten sick. He was going to have to talk to Tseng about making preparations soon even if that would mean finally admitting defeat. He had to be practical now.]

You're wondering if I feel remorse for what I've done.

[His voice is quiet, thoughtful. He did feel remorse, it sat heavily on him and weighed him down. Seeing the other Geostigma patients at Healen was a constant reminder of what Shinra did that he was forced to face every day. He never looked away no matter what he saw of the patients with the most advanced cases.]

Do you think I deserve this?

[precaria]

Mm... mm-mm.

[ Aerith shakes her head, her hair falling in her face. she lifts her chin to see clearly again, still bent forward to be closer to Rufus's eye level. she could just sit, but... not now. she's far enough out of reach that it follows just to look like a vision, or a ghost, or whatever they want to call her. ]

I know you do.

[ feel remorse, she means. but what she thinks? about whether he deserves it? she seems to think about that, head tilted somewhat to the side. but she wouldn't be here if she didn't already know what she thinks. ]

I don't think anybody deserves this. Not even you.

[ambitiousblond]

[Rufus didn't look away or reach out to see if she was real. His mental state must be worse than he thought since he could swear she was really in the room with him. It was strange how she felt like a comforting presence, it was something he couldn't explain and seemed entirely foolish.]

I can't do everything I need to in the time I have left.

[There is something vulnerable in his voice that he hates. He hadn't been willing to accept his death when Diamond Weapon had fired on his office, when he had been chained in that basement- but he could only fight so much from the corruption of Jenova's cells eating away at him bit by bit.

And a part of him was afraid, no matter how much he tried to hide that from everyone, especially himself. But he was alone now, with just a vision of the flower girl for company.]

Why are you here? Why haunt me?

[precaria]

Not haunting; helping.

[ at least she answers this time, although what she means by helping, she doesn't say. she clasps her hands in front of her, her expression soft and sympathetic. she can hear the regrets in his voice, the vulnerability, the hurt. even Rufus Shinra is human; everyone is. even Sephiroth was. even her. nobody is immune to it. maybe that's what she's here to help him with: to help him accept that. or at least see it.

eventually, she takes a seat on the side of the bed. the mattress dips under her weight, fabric rustling as she tucks her dress under her legs. warm, real—an actual presence. ]

What else do you need to do?

[ambitiousblond]

[He felt the bed move under her weight, wondering for a moment if he was talking to one of his Turks while thinking it was here. This wouldn't be the first time something like this had happened- he had nearly stabbed Rude thinking he was Sephiroth when Rufus had woken up feverish from a nightmare. That was one of the first incidents that made him realize how sick he had become.

He sat up a little despite the pain, not bothering to hide the wince as he propped himself up against the pillows. He decided to give up on sleep for now. If this was truly Aerith sitting with him, her presence was soothing, her kindness unexpected but warm. He could see why the Turks had protected her so fiercely. ]

I need to make sure that no one can ever do what Shinra did ever again. I can't let the past repeat itself.

[That meant finding Jenova and disposing of it. He had to make sure it was done while he was alive even if it meant holding on with the very last of his strength until the end. There is a moment before he softly speaks again.]

I've nearly died more than once but I don't think I'll ever be ready for when the time comes.

[precaria]

[ Aerith nods her understanding. perhaps even her approval—it's hard to say. the way she smiles, it could mean a lot of things. it doesn't widen with joy the way someone who might be very happy to hear something would be, that smile. it just goes on being soft, kind. attentive. her eyes stay focused on Rufus while he speaks, and she doesn't seem to miss a thing. every single display of pain Rufus shows her, from the visible to the invisible. the sound of his voice, how it goes soft when he admits his fear. ]

I don't think anyone really can be ready for it. All you can do is be brave enough to face whatever comes.

[ there's a sort of sympathetic sadness to face then, but also a reassurance. how she tips her head a little to the side, her smile so placid. and yet—just a tiny bit playful, teasing the way she always did. Rufus wouldn't know, but anyone else would. ]

If you're willing to do what you have to to make things right, then I think you have what it takes. And I think...

[ Aerith reaches out, one hand and then the other, and adjusts Rufus's pillow for him. just a little, so he can rest his head. ]

I think you know that, too. So you've got nothing to worry about.

[ambitiousblond]

[Rufus sat forward a little so she could adjust his pillow. He hated accepting help even in the advanced stage of his illness when he was so limited but he would accept this. She was gentle and he laid back, letting out a breath. His body felt heavy but he kept his attention on her, not wanting to slip back into unconsciousness and nightmares right now.]

I'll trust you then. I'm going to make sure I have time.

[If he had to cling to every moment than that is what he was going to do. He had to urge the Turks to work as quickly as they could to secure it. Then perhaps he had a chance to rest in peace. He didn't know what his Turks would do but he would also make arrangements for them to be provided for.

He looked at her, not sure whether he should ask his next question but he figured he had nothing left to lose at this point.]

What's it like? Being in the Lifestream?