How do you want to go?
 

How would you like to go? you know... 'Kick the bucket', 'take a dirt nap', become worm chow', etc etc...

Hypothetically, lets say that you HAVE to die an untimely death.. how do you want to go...?

Here's mine... its' complicated, and completly unrealistic for who I am etc... but its just a fun thing me and a friend thought up while discussing the topic... I decided that this was the coolest way to go out with a bang...

Ok, so I'm a spy/secert agent, right? I'm on the top floor of 1930's fantasy style new york sky scraper, except its on an oil rig, in the middle of the ocean. And it's filled with terrorists. Not terrorists of any paticular religion/culture, just multi-billion dollar terrorists with a profit to make from the destruction of the world as we know it. Also, the top floor is all glass.

Ok, so continuing... Top floor of the sky scraper, and I've hijacked a car (ruby-red convertable, really fast, and terrorist-technology infused) that was in the building for some reason. I'm driving the car all around the top floor, avioding gunshots from said terrorists. I've already destoryed the WMD (weapon of Mass destruction) and it was oh, let's say, a really big lazer.

Now I'm pulling uzies out of my trench coat, which is blowing in the wind as I stand up while the car is on cruise control. I'm shooting terrorists left and right. What they don't know is, I've rigged the building to explode, in case I see no way out. There's no way out, so I set off the bomb, and as I'm driving around shooting terrorists, the fireball starts climbing the skyscraper, and I punch the gas for the nearest window.

The fireball just reaches the top floor as I crash out of the window, still in the car, and some really intense orcestrated music is playing, but no other sound effects. The fall itself kills me.

That's how I wanna go.

Preferably not... but if you have to know:

During a long and intense swordfight (yes, I know we live in the era of nuclear bombs and stuff...) with me being surrounded by three dozen or so adversaries(sp?), after having killed of another dozen of them. Basically being outnumbered, because i'm so damn good with my blade.
Satisfied? Oh, yeah, I've already killed of their strongest warrior in a previous fight, and my opponents have come to get revenge.

p.s. This is a bit morbid, y'know... talking about your own deaths...

Truth be told, I'd rather die drama free. A nice simple thing that happens when I sleep. No fuss, no muss... only a stinky corpse for whoever lives nearby to find.

However, given some thought, I realize I'm going to die a rather dramatic and timely death. You see, what'll happen is one day I'll become famous. Indeed, mine will become a household name. I'll make enough money to never work again, and have a huge fanbase for my works.

Then I'll discover I have either liver cancer or a juggernaut sized brain tumor.

Okay, so maybe that isn't dramatic. It is funny though, unless you're me in the next 20 years.

Oh, it is not. Best to realize that you're going to expire anyway. Laugh it up, or use flair or something.

Besides, if 8-Bit Theater has taught me anything it's that hell has poorly rendered demons who can be conquered by removing their spines, and one fully rendered uber-demon who can probably be bested in that fashion or by poking him in the eye.

Well, everyone here has kind of a violent death, in which they die fighting or killing off a bunch of people. I can't do that, since I'm a pacifist. I guess the most idealistic way to die is to sacrifice myself for one of my friends, but when is something like that ever going to.... NO! RODRIGUEZ! NOOO(jumps in front of bullet)OOOOOO!!!.

While I'm not really sure how I would like to die, I know how I'd like to be preserved. I want to be stuffed like one of those bears that hunters kill. And, I want to be in the fearsome bear pose, too, with my mouth open, hands ready to claw, and my nose all flared up like I'm angry. That way, it'll look like I was a fearsome beast when I was alive, even though I'll probably die in my sleep. In my will, I'll make it that I have to stay in one of my children's houses in the living room as a conversational piece. I think I want to be remembered that way.

I really don't mind how I die, as long as it's quick, and I take down someone with me whom I have a vendetta against for whatever reason.

I wouldn't mind dying to save or protect someone... But my most preferred way is in my own bed, with all my family and friends there to say goodbye.

I'm corny. But meh.

i think i'd like to die from falling down a couple dozen flights of stairs. probably the first flight would kill me from breaking my neck, but the other 15 flights would just be there for the punchline. theres nothing wrong laughing at the floppy rag-doll body of a man falling down a bunch of stairs, is it?

I agree. If I'm gonna go down, no matter how old i am, i'm takin someone with me. I'd feel accomplished then and only then. You see, If i die of old age and i take someone with me, thats quite the feat even if the person i off is just as old as me. People would be all like "aww! but he was a nice old guy," and i'd be all like "go fuck youreself" and then they'd rear back and breath in really deep with their eyes widened. Oh yes, it would be a magical day that all would rue: the day the old guy that hates the world finally kills someone. Think of it like something good happening to Ziggy.

Or if i have an untimely death (and of course i would take someone down with me regardless of my age of my falling), i'd probably either want to be strapped to a billion kiloton nuke (screw you hero bastards... im the guy that owns the crooked corporation who's building you're driving around on the top floor. oh yeah, look in your trunk. I thoroughly doubt you'll have time to defuse THAT before you smash and help my chain reaction destruction of the world. Thats what you get for making fun of me for playing MTG in middle school WORLD *flips finger*) in the middle of Yellowstone national park where that HUGENORMOUS volcano is so then the entire world would be killed even after James "Drive In My Building? How Dare You" Nique shits the bed (speaking of which, those guys you killed? they were holograms. you were fighting projected light. dont you feel stupid now.).

As for you Mr. Swordfight, I'd be throwing the final blow. Across your face. That'd suck for you cause you'd be able to see your vision slowly slide off at an angle cause i perfectly sliced your head across yoru eyes. Oh yeah; *flips finger.*

YOU'll ALL RUE THE DAY! BWAHAHAHAHAHA! BWA AAHHH AAHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!

When I die, I want to get in the Darwin Awards. Preferably in a large explosion making my body fly so far I also get some world record.

I would not mind dying protecting someone or something else, but as to how? The answer is a bullet to the head so that I don't suffer...maby drowning...