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405. There is no armour against fate; Death lays his icy hands on kings.

(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.)





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.

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.


HOW IT WORKS:
1. 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. 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.)

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!



((Snagged from an earlier post from way back when... Different pic, but it's pretty much the same.))

Pft, what is this "rolling" of which you speak.

[Simon drops to his knees beside Guri. Blood splashes.] Guri, no, nononono, little brother, no...

IKR? incidentally it gave me a 2 and a 1 which seems oddly useful

[Guriel coughs wetly and stares down at the enormous hole in his center of mass. He's . . . pretty sure regular guns have never done that.] Ow.

Almost as if random.org read our minds or something!

[And Simon's trying to stanch the blood, but there's so much, and he's pouring his Grace into his little brother, trying to keep him in the here and now. His voice is choked and broken.] Stay with me Guri, for Dad's sake...

[Guri chokes and reaches out to make a feeble grab for Simon's hand. It doesn't actually work.] Stoppit, Simon, you'll hurt yourself . . .

Not as much as you're hurt, Guri. [This is bad, this is very bad, this is all his worst nightmares coming true all at once. His hands are soaked with his little brother's blood.] Raph, where's Raph...

[Guriel shakes his head weakly, still trying to get hold of Simon's hand. His fingers won't work.] Don't think Raph can . . .

No, he has to, you have to, just hold on, Guri, stay with me. [He catches Guri's hand, since that seems to be what he wants, and continues to try to stop the bleeding with his other. But there's too much, way too much...]

[Guriel shivers and tries to squeeze Simon's fingers. It goes about as well as you'd expect.] I wanna, Simon. Don't think I'm gonna, though.

So proud of you. D'I tell you that? I forget.

Yeah. Yeah, you did. Lots of times. [Simon's getting more frantic.] Don't go, Guri, please...

RAPH! [He sends the cry winging out through the universe, but he doesn't know if it'll do an good from this place.]

[Guri nods and closes his eyes. He's flickering, he can feel himself flickering, like a reel of film right before it runs out . . .] Proud of you, big brother. Love you. Always loved you.

Always. Will.

No. Suitable. ICONS.

[Simon gathers him up and wraps wings and arms both around his body. Oh, Dad, he's so cold, please...] Love you too, Guri. My brave little brother. Dad's Lion. [More Grace. He's not sure he can keep this up without guttering out himself.]

THERE WILL NEVER BE SUITABLE ICONS :'(

[Guri shivers and leans weakly into the contact.] Stoppit. I mean it, don't. Don't hurt yourself for me, Simon. Don't want that.

You gotta stay. Take care. Raz n' Ben n' Lester. Need someone.

NO THERE WILL NOT.

[He's crying, when did he start crying, how can he not cry over this.] I suck at taking care of people. Please...

Re: NO THERE WILL NOT.

[Guri shakes his head and burrows against his brother. He's freezing.] Don't gotta. Be alone no more. Family. Takes care a' you too.

Gonna be okay. Come back. Someday.

*cries*

We'll meet again. When Dad allows. We will, oh, we will... [Simon tightens his arms and wings, trying to transmit some warmth.] Oh, God, Guri, please, Dad, no...

IKR

Sorry. [Guriel closes his eyes. Not that it seems to matter, everything's already blacked out anyway.] Love you. Love you always, Kem--

[And he's gone.]

IHU

Love you t-- [Simon chokes out a sob, because all he's left holding is a rainbow-colored slick that's dissolving to nothing in his hands.] Oh. Oh, Father, oh, Dad, no...

NOOO ULM

[And in almost no time there's nothing left, except for the few tiny physical objects Guriel carried on him -- a tiny beaded dog that Lester made, one of Ben's business cards. Nothing else remains.]

...okay, ILU. But you are mean. :p

[Simon holds those objects to his chest like the precious things they are. What is he gonna tell Ben and Lester...]

reconstructing because whaaat the fuck LJ

[And Simon's trying to stanch the blood, but there's so much, and he's pouring his Grace into his little brother, trying to keep him in the here and now. His voice is choked and broken.] Stay with me Guri, for Dad's sake...

[Guri chokes and reaches out to make a feeble grab for Simon's hand. It doesn't actually work.] Stoppit, Simon, you'll hurt yourself . . .

Not as much as you're hurt, Guri. [This is bad, this is very bad, this is all his worst nightmares coming true all at once. His hands are soaked with his little brother's blood.] Raph, where's Raph...

Don't think Raph can . . . [Guriel winces and tries again to catch hold of Simon's hand.] Don't hurt yourself.

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