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I'll die...

....screaming, covered in blood, and taking someone else with me.
....by withering away, starving to death. Nothing matters anymore.
...ditto. I don't belong here.
...by sleeping myself to death.
...no die. Stupid.
...running out of fuel and starving to death on the road.
...ditto, sans the 'fuel' part.
...failing to prove myself worthy. I will not give in to my fear.
...of boredom, probably. Nothing to do around here.
...of starvation.
...out on the ocean, which is where I was meant to be. But not before accompishing by goals!
...because I'll be forgotten.
...of a freak baking accident.
...during the grand scheme I have already concocted.

About five years since my last post here. None of these chars from my first time in the game are alive. Felt curious about how wrong was I with the expectatives. I died...

... calm, old and wrinkled, crochetting with my trembling hands until the last breath.
... can't recall. Died being relatively old and boring, nothing to remember.

... killed by an idiot with a better weapon and a worse sense of humor.
... incredibly, managed to survive and mature a bit... Died in the arms of his true love, after a long-term relationship full of ups and downs. Lots of fun playing a char with the premise of always keeping the "rawr" factor high, very high. Intensssito!

... waiting for a summer love that never came back.
... waiting for a summer love that never came back. Even forgot to eat. (ooops, and eventually starved when the player took a few days of holidays! )

... killed by some of the ravens I have been feeding.
... sick of everything, waving in the ocean, wanting to leave her corpse to go back to nature and be with the spirits of her beloved ones.

... drunken over a dock tavern's table, old and surrounded by friends, avoiding that way the worst of the hangovers.
... drunken over the ship deck, old and surrounded by the friends still alive, avoiding that way the worst of the hangovers. A happy life with adventures and fullfilled sailor dreams, the player still misses this char often.

... famous and excentric, probably young.
... Excentric, fabulous and quite young. This char would have loved customization being implemented a few years before...

... quietly in my house. How many time will it take till they notice it?
... Quietly in my house, how good not to be alone in the end.

... alone. Alone and terrified. He lied!
... alone for years and years. Having lost all traze of civilization, and back to wild. Very funny to roleplay alone, writing nonsenses in her diary as she progressively lost her language skills and her rational thinking.

... ill, suffering a lot.
... ill, suffering a lot. You got what you deserved, sailor.

... leaving a mistery unsolved.
... didn't live long enough to plan it. But had an interesting life in the sea as self-made trader and captain, and her heart gave out surrounded by her faithful crew.

... rich, old, and respected.
... old and still with an air of dignity and beauty, counting with the respect of those who matter.

... peaceful, looking at the sea.
... peaceful, looking at the sea, thinking how it gave her the best of her life, and how it took it away, too.

... young, hanged, smiling.
... poorly developed, it's hard to be evil when everybody give you free stuff and treat you nicely. It had never happened before, but this char got an unexpected wealthy being 21 in the EZ, and as player I didn't know how to manage it.

... old, happy, and surrounded by my fellows.
... not so old, drugged, having lost the music his way and the muse of music... Leaving just a collection of smiles, a gig boat, an old guitar, many songs, and a desolated fan, his last companion after a life dedicated to music, passion and seek for freedom.

I like this

I'll die...

...Playing my guitar. I'll get so into the music that I'll fall asleep for good.
...From a tragic sewing accident, I suppose.
...Bravely, and I'll be taking my attackers with me.
...Along this godforsaken road on this stupid tandem with this girl that dropped dead.
...Without figuring out what makes people tick. I need to know!

I'll die...

... buried in all my inheritance because I don't know the first thing to do with it.
... old, leading a town to glory, and leaving my legacy in capable hands.
... lost, probably drunk and sad.
... preferably in battle, with honor, but more likely not at all!
... sleeping and bored because I lost my purpose.
... trying to survive, tooth and nail, for what, and who, I believe in.

Okay! Let's do this!

I died....

...alone, heartbroken, ignored, forgotten, the precious gem that never shone.
...over something stupid I finally couldn't talk my way out of, with a trail of broken hearts behind..
...drunk, starving, and drowning in the bloody fucking rain, most like.
...when the people who tend to me died.
...just falling asleep, in an abandoned town, my valiant cause long behind me.
...in a pile of feathers, it was too comfy to get up.
...somehow? Let's find out!

Vega wrote:Vega escribió:
... scared, alone, and with a radio as my only friend.
(I died. Forgotten. As forgotten that my player doesn't even remember how.)

Wow... As forgotten than my player had another char in my town not so long ago and no one remembered my name. And what they remembered of me, they thought it was someone else... (and I swear I was an active character!)

That's harsh Vega

Rebma wrote:That's harsh Vega

I know... It hurt my pride.

I'll die...

1. Quietly, at home or exploring for my map, but either way, I won't be missed by many.
2. After having gotten myself over my head in some worrying situation. I'll probably still hate myself at the time.
3. Can't imagine, but with any luck there'll be someone who can take over the town after I'm gone.
4. Provoking someone stronger than me, on some foreign island, with no regrets.
5-7. Sleeping or starving to death.
8. Someone'll probably get sick of my carefree ways and off me. Ah well.
9. Getting lost in my attempt to build temples for the gods, and not finding land before I starve. It's worth the risk.
10. (too early to tell)

3. Old, sleepy, cranky. Or maybe I'll have an interesting death at the hands of pirates or something.
4. Eventually, inevitably.
9. Quietly. Nobody will miss me.
10. Old, sleepy, cranky. The bears will probably get me.
14. From lack of decent food. Why does everyone insist on eating rice all the time?!!?!?
17. Quietly. I'm so young, but it's no tragedy.

All: BECAUSE SNICKIE IS TOO BUSY HAVING HER OWN LIFE TO MANAGE OURS. BAD SNICKIE. BAD BAD SNICKIE.