bakerstreet | The Death Meme

the death 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
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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. 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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[He blinks up at Levi, and rain gets in his eyes. That's right, it's raining. Of all the things to forget, at a time like this. If only it hadn't rained... that was the problem with making plans. There were always factors you couldn't control. If it hadn't rained, if they hadn't split up...

He'd known it would be a bad idea. Nobody listens to Farlan. He'd die as he lived, with nobody listening to him. Except Levi's here now. Telling him not to die. That's an order he can't follow, even if Levi is his leader.]

Then—hurry up.

[He doesn't think Levi's going to die, because if anyone could survive, it would be him. Levi shouldn't worry about him at this point. He should accept the inevitable and cut his losses, but part of Farlan admits that it's nice for Levi to worry about him, nice that someone cares that he's dying. He just... doesn't like to see him so upset. Farlan's never seen Levi so frantic.]

You don't have long...

[He can taste blood on his lips. The rain's washing the blood away, but it keeps coming. Even if his injuries weren't so severe, transporting him back to the wall would be difficult and would probably kill him.]

...Levi.

No...no.

[It wasn't supposed to turn out like this. Sure there had of course been the risk - being accepted into the Survey Corps, going out into titan territory. But Levi had assumed that if their ability with the gear had really been so impressive to even veterans of several expeditions, that they'd be able to handle anything. He hadn't come along to fight titans, none of them had. All they'd needed to do was get those documents and assassinate Erwin Smith and disappear and that would be the end of it.

They would steal away and find some village or a corner of one of the cities to live out their lives above ground in the sun. Dying before they got to that wasn't part of the plan.

But Isabel is dead, that's for certain, and Farlan will be too, soon.

If he hadn't left them, they'd be alive. The three of them together would have pulled through, but he'd been too late.]

You have to live - we were going to live up here free and in the light-

Not... gonna happen.

[He knows it and Levi knows it. Anyone could see it by now, even someone without any experience with death and dying—and both of them have no shortage of experience with that. He's never hurt so much before, and he's been dealt a lot of pain. Life didn't get easier at any point.]

Few flaws in my plan...

[He tries to smile, but his mouth twists, and he knows that whatever he manages probably doesn't resemble a smile in the least, more a grimace of pain.]

Sun's not even shining... I can't see the sky...

[Kind of unfair, isn't it? In his last moments. Just his luck. A lot of clouds and rain. Isabel's dead, and he's all but dead, and Levi's the only one who has a chance to live free.]

You do that. The light, and everything.

[He's soaked through with mud and rain, and it's dripping into his eyes from his hair. When Farlan says he can't see he moves back and looks up at the sky, cursing again.

It's his fault. Levi knows it and can't deny it, even to himself, and that's what makes him angry.

He grabs Farlan's hand, and already it feels cold and nearly lifeless as it's covered in bloodied mud. Levi squeezes it until his own hands hurt, hoping that Farlan can feel it.]

I won't let you die for nothing. I promise you.

Then what—am I supposed to die for?

[It's not like he had some big dream. He just wanted to live somewhere less shitty, not to have to worry about food, not to live in the dark. He'd wanted to be free. He wasn't going to save the world or something like that. Maybe he was selfish, but he doesn't care. People are selfish. There's no point denying that.

It seems like it was all for nothing, dying in a twisted wreck out here, where he never wanted to go.]

Hey, Levi, I'm glad... I got to be in your gang.

[He couldn't have asked for anyone better to follow, even if Levi often didn't listen to him and gave him nothing but trouble.]

I'll make sure that bastard dies. He'll die and then I'll find a way to get everyone out of there-

[It's the people who keep them down underground and dirty and depraved who are really to blame for this. The ones who make it impossible for anyone to get out of the slums, who demand more and more money from people who don't have it, who prey on the weak when they're already stronger than most of them could ever be. They wouldn't be here, desperate for freedom and a way out. They wouldn't be here in this hell beyond the walls. This in't how it was supposed to end.]

Don't fucking talk like that.

I don't care anymore if he dies.

[It doesn't matter to him now. He's already dead, more or less. He should have known better than to think he could go up against people who could basically crush him like an insect. Kind of like the titans. To people in the underground, it almost doesn't make a difference what the titans do.

He hadn't expected to live a long life, but he'd wanted one. He'd tried to get one, but he'd failed. Well, every thief fucks up eventually. That's the way the odds work. Every con artist knows as much. But Levi's different. He's not like everyone else.]

If anyone can do it, you can.

[Though it's a little hard to believe. Farlan doesn't think on that grand a scale. But he wants to believe in Levi, even now.]

It wasn't all shitty, right...? No one else... thought I could be more than a thug... so thanks.

[He's not really good at talking about how he feels. Well, unless he's annoyed. Weird to think that he'll never complain about Levi flying off the handle again, or Isabel being a pest. All that's over with.]

You've always more than that. The real thugs were the ones that tried to keep us trapped, that want to use us for their own gain.

You're actually a good person. Nothing will change that-

[there's too much rain streaming into his eyes, and he drags his damp sleeve across his face to wipe away the excess water. A distant roar makes him snap his head around, looking for any titans at the edge of what little visibility he has. He'll be damned if one of them gets him too--]

Shit-

You're right... More than that...

[It was those assholes who'd considered them thugs. They were doing what they had to to get by. And they'd helped people, too. They'd fed people. They hadn't been just trash.]

You're a good person, Levi.

[Farlan hears the noise, too. He doesn't turn toward it, making a pained noise instead as his body seizes up.]

Take care... of yourself. If you see them, tell the guys I said good-bye.

[He hopes everyone back home is doing fine. Probably. Those guys know how to take care of themselves. They'd left them behind, but they were better off staying where they were than coming out here.]

I couldn't take care of you.

[Farlan hadn't really needed his protection. The fact that Levi has always been physically stronger hadn't necessarily made him a better leader. Tact and diplomacy had never been strong qualities in Levi, and he'd always left that to Farlan. But if it ever came to strength, Levi had always tried to do whatever was within his power.

This time, though, his own pride had gotten in the way. It hadn't necessarily been the first time, but this time, it's costing him more than ever before.]

I'll get them out. Someday, we'll all be free. I promise.

The Death Meme

it's true, why must we suffer so

because isayama, or something.

thanks, isayama

thanks obama

someone needs to make it up to us

seriously

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