How do you want to leave this world?
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I'd like to die in some heroic fashion, like saving a friend from a mad gunman or something like that. I don't want to grow old and wither away. It's a painful process for everyone involved, not just me.
Me and my friends will buy the Roman Colosseum, then fix it up, fill it with salt water, Tigers, and Sharks. We will then board our own boats and sail to the middle where we will hack at each other with axes. It will be epic, no?
It is my hope that I die shortly after hijacking a fuel tanker and driving it into something large. Like a grocery store. That would be awesome. Unlikely to happen, but awesome.
Police-Assisted Suicide has crossed my mind a few times too.
Police-Assisted Suicide has crossed my mind a few times too.
I want to leave it in a spaceship (Or whatever their using now that they've cancelled shuttles) - and go to MARS!
I don't know why your all talking about how you want to die; when clearly the thread title is asking how you want to leave the planet.
I don't know why your all talking about how you want to die; when clearly the thread title is asking how you want to leave the planet.
Leaving on a jet plane
Dont know when ill be back again!
i want to leave this world before i get to 50 really i see no joy in sticking around for the wrinkly years while my body systematically starts to fail me till i get stuck in an old folks home by some punk ass kids of mine(maybe ill just not have them that can solve that problem)
Dont know when ill be back again!
i want to leave this world before i get to 50 really i see no joy in sticking around for the wrinkly years while my body systematically starts to fail me till i get stuck in an old folks home by some punk ass kids of mine(maybe ill just not have them that can solve that problem)
I'd want to die by search bar impalement.
That or heroin.
I already posted a response in one of these threads a while ago, let me find the post.
Edit: Here it is...
3. Masturbaiting with a rope around my neck and suffering asphyxiation.
2. Dying to prove a metaphorical point (by whatever means relevant.)
1. In a duel to the death with the leader of a supreme alien race.
That or heroin.
I already posted a response in one of these threads a while ago, let me find the post.
Edit: Here it is...
3. Masturbaiting with a rope around my neck and suffering asphyxiation.
2. Dying to prove a metaphorical point (by whatever means relevant.)
1. In a duel to the death with the leader of a supreme alien race.
Okay, bear with me here. I want it to be when I'm old (die of age) and the day I'm going to die I want to be put on a gurney, IV and all, and then wheeled onto a plane they use for skydiving. I want to be flying over some place like New York City or Tokyo, Japan. Once we're over the city I want to be pushed from the plane, gurney and all, with no parachute or anything. I want to fall for a while but die during the fall (again, just from age or something, timing would have to be perfect). So, I'm dead by the time my gurney hits the ground and everyone gets shocked at what just happened. It would be even better if I landed on a murderer trying to escape from the law, my corpse would be a hero.
Yep, I want to be a corpse on a gurney hitting dead center of a Tokyo intersection or Times Square.
Yep, I want to be a corpse on a gurney hitting dead center of a Tokyo intersection or Times Square.
Best possible scenario?
I'm in a mansion made from the bones of dinosaurs I've slain, overlooking the desert which is illuminated by a hellishly beautiful sunset. The Oxycontin has just kicked in, and the three-breasted mutant hooker from Total Recall is riding me like a plummeting nuke. I can hear the radio in the background reporting that Dick Cheney has just been ripped to shreds by a pack of Velociraptors(they're small, so it takes longer). Then I notice I'm sweating more than I should be, and the temperature is rising...the sunset is larger than I remember it usually being. We climax as a wave of fire crests the ridge of the valley below, and in seconds everything is incinerated.
I like fire.
I'm in a mansion made from the bones of dinosaurs I've slain, overlooking the desert which is illuminated by a hellishly beautiful sunset. The Oxycontin has just kicked in, and the three-breasted mutant hooker from Total Recall is riding me like a plummeting nuke. I can hear the radio in the background reporting that Dick Cheney has just been ripped to shreds by a pack of Velociraptors(they're small, so it takes longer). Then I notice I'm sweating more than I should be, and the temperature is rising...the sunset is larger than I remember it usually being. We climax as a wave of fire crests the ridge of the valley below, and in seconds everything is incinerated.
I like fire.
