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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

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[mmbae]

[ It's never been easy to return to the church in Sector 5. If anything, Tifa would have figured that Cloud would steer clear of it. But that's what makes it the perfect hideout, she supposes, for someone who absolutely does not want to see her, someone who ghosts her calls and stows away with his sickness. To suffer alone and in silence in this sacred space can only make the agony too terrible to bear. What a Cloud-like thing to do, she supposes, the irony barely scraping the surface of shock and grief. These wounds are still too raw to feel.

Tifa hears him before she sees him. She is badly wounded, but the one thing that keeps her conscious is the tiny bundle she is cradling in her arms. His footsteps ring like churchbells, reverberating into eternity. She supposes it's a good a sound as any to fade out to as she sways upon the precarious threshold between consciousness and the merciful dark she can only pray to succumb to.

She is not the one dying, though she wishes that she was. If only she could trade places with the tiny body she's holding so close now, as close as she wishes that she'd always held her. Marlene. She cannot accept that she is gone. Even though she was the one to bear witness to that strange man grabbing her, unsure of how to handle such a fragile, fiesty thing. She'd fought, just like her father. Barret would have been so proud.

The sound of her neck snapping is haunting her, will always haunt her. She can still hear it, skipping like an overplayed record, the crunch-crunch-crunch of bone on repeat. An illogical part of her mind still believes that she can save her, if only she rocks her softly enough, whispers the right thing into her tiny bloodied ears. So small. Every precious part of her is too small to be so still.

Cloud's footsteps, coming closer. Tifa doesn't even have the strength to cry. ]

I tried to call you. I tried, Cloud. I called you, but you didn't—

[makopoison]

[ it had taken time for the old cloud to resurface. zack's personality bleeds out of him as the memories of the older boy's death trickle in, the old cloud showing in new doubts and hesitations. he's a mess, he knows, not quite who he was and never who he thought he could be.

but he'd tried.

for tifa, for marlene, and later for denzel - he'd tried. every day he had pulled himself out of bed, determined to face the world and be better. people learned to love this new cloud and he had hoped that maybe he could too. that he would find a way to forgive himself for not being strong enough, for being the catalyst that had almost ended the world.

and he had, almost. even as fatigue started to eat at him. dizziness and headaches and waking nightmares of the past he can't escape from, accompanied by agony that drops him to his knees. he maintained that hope, that dream of the future that they had all shared before that final battle... but leads only brought him to dead ends. cloud was no scientist, incapable of figuring out what this was and why it was killing him and others that they loved. he could stand in front of an opponent and fight until the end, but in the face of inevitability - of mournful eyes and false hope, he crumbled. he'd always been a coward.

so he'd fled.

and now it's come to this.

the church, more destroyed than it's ever been. tifa bleeding, a small body in her arms. he doesn't comprehend what he's seeing for a moment, the record skip and familiar static burst of his mind trying to protect him from the worst obscures the little girl's face for a reason. but that can't save him anymore.

he bolts to their side, reaching for his chest of materia, for the maxed out materia he keeps on hand for just such an occasion - but it's not there. it's gone. ]

W-what... [ what happened. what are you doing here. what can i do? ]