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I'd prefer to go down like the chubby dude from Shaun of the Dead, sacrificing myself for the greater good during the zombie apocalypse, left behind with nothing but a shotgun, extensive leg wounds, and a Cuban cigar.

Yes, Cuban. I'll be damned if I'm sacrificing my life for some jerks that'll leave me behind with nothing but a cherry-flavored Philly and a pat on the back.

Oddly enough, as soon as I saw the title of this thread, my immediate guess as to the content was right. I keep meaning to write my parents a will-of-sorts detailing how to notify all my online friends (not just on PPT, either) if anything happens to me...

For whatever twisted reason, I think it would be awesome if someone performed "Ding Dong, the Witch is Dead" at my funeral. There could be a cheerful little choreographed dance and everything.

Preferred methos of dying: dramatically, yet painlessly. Maybe by being stabbed or shot or something...while being some sort of major movie-plot-esque hero-person-thing, I dunno. Wow, it's fun to talk about morbid stuff like it's just another topic to chatter on about

Hahahhaha!
This is exactly why the universe loves you Fidds.

I reckon I'll be in a gruesome car crash when it comes to the whole death thing. I don't know why, but I just think so...

Hmm...I think I would just go quietly in the dark. Nobody has to know.

Unless, I decided to will somebody to create a wikipedia article about me listing all my screennames and locations. Then suspicious PPTers can look me up if I haven't created sets for at least a decade.

Me? I'd always planned to go out with a bang. I can see the headlines now:

"Curtains close on Madame Helen.

Madame Helen, acclaimed dance teacher, dies aged 99 and 364 days whilst on stage during tribute from her many students over the years."

What a way to go.

I dunno. I guess, like Fidds, if people posted on my Facebook eventually a PPTer would realise.

The only PPTer I know IRL is Rachel, so I guess she'd only find out about it if my parents told her. (Well, I also know Marcus and Kym, but my parents wouldn't make the connection).

I, hopefully, will go out in a way that will make other people say, "That was awesome!"

With any luck, it'll include 1) space aliens, 2) bikinis, 3) explosions, and 4) some sort of laser light show with taking-itself-too-seriously synthesizer music.

So I guess your death can be summarized with a viewing of Grindhouse then.


That really would be awesome

Well, I guess my family would find my notebook with my words and sites and stuff, but I doubt they'd log on to post or anything.

Doesn't matter though. I'm waiting for the Apocalypse.

"Kym explodes from eating too many delicious lollies and hence, overdosing on sugary goodness. He remains, however, very sweet. So sweet that people are licking his remains."

Wow... that sounded way more plausible in my mind before I typed it down.

That's gross...anyway...

No one here would probably know. My husband might post something, but I doubt it...

I think I read that wrong......
Now to clean up all the water I spat out after I read it....