Everything is in the title Personnally, loosing my head would be nice
shot by a justifiably jealous husband on my 90th birthday
lol, i had to agree with a nonny mouse, i would love to be killed because someone's jealous, especially a lover XDD
Strangled while being fucked, preferably in a bathtub.
Any way that involves all of my meat getting eaten, preferably by a hot guy or group of hot guys. So, probably cooked to death.
Depends, for real? As old as I can while I sleep. Death is scary. As in what do I like most? In a battle for a just cause. In a fantasy? (which I assume is the point of this) When I have thought of my own death as part of a fantasy (which only happened because of these boards really), my favorite ways of dying are the same as my favorite ways of killing ladies. Being impaled, gutted or beheaded, sometimes including previous damage to my genitalia, butt and muscly areas, and being eaten to some extent. Never -used- it, but I guess hanging would work too, specially if there's ladies benath who can reach most of my body. Now, I haven't thought of this a lot anyways.
I want a Russian special ops guy to rape me and then kill me. They're hot as hell. Er, preferably not soon, though, I rather like living. >>6 As old as I can while I sleep. Death is scary. I used to think that way, but recently, dying while I sleep without realizing it has become one of my greatest fears. I realized that I at least want to know when I die, even if said death is painful. Just the thought of going to sleep and never waking up, not knowing you died, it's... It scares the shit out of me. Not trying to diss on you or anything, I'm just... making conversation, I guess you could say.
4, 5, 6, and 7 i suppose that you are girls. A lot of girls are here ! Being swallowed is good too and of course digested.
Double suicide with whoever I love most, slitting our wrists in a bathtub and maybe taking slow-acting poison beforehand in case we screw it up.
I don't really fantasize about being killed, but I suppose being strangled by a hot girl (strangled with her scarf or something) while being fucked by her would be great. And she has to really sexually enjoy the death. It has to turn her on. I hate guro where the killer is just angry or desperate or something. It has to be very sensual and loving (geez, I sound like a chick) and a turn on. The girl cooking and eating some of me post-mortem would be hot too.
An interesting question, actually. I don't know about "how", but I do know "when" - when I won't have a thing to live for. I don't think I can commit a suicide if for some period in my life I won't have a "something to live for", or "a goal", but, how to say, in such a situation, if someone points a gun at me and says "give me your wallet or I'll shoot you", I will say "Shoot then". But not now, because now I DO have what to live for. And about "how"... I think the only certain thing about it is that the death wouldn't be very long. Not smth like falling out of the window in winter and dying on the snow at night for 8 hours. Something fast, preferrably.
Personally I'd like to die via execution by firing squad. I'd like to have no blindfold and be facing my executioners as well. Go ahead and call me a foolish romanticist but the whole scene just seems so iconic and "heroic" in a defiant individual vs society sort of feel. Of course since if I actually died this way it'd probably be in some 3rd world country that still allows such a punishment and thus my swiss cheese'd body would just be rolled over into a ditch and buried...guess that part isn't very epic.
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>>1 I'm with the op on this. The swift chop of an axe dropping my head into the waiting basket. Or I'd be as equally content with the sudden drop of the guillotine blade.
i fantasize about this all the time. right now my preference is to be cornered somewhere, in an alley or something, and just brutally beaten to death. i want someone to hit me so hard that all my teeth shatter and tear through my skin, i want my body to be beaten so i can't even move, so my skin and bones just break, so i vomit up blood and just lay there crying and begging to die. i want them to bludgeon my head until it caves in and rip out my guts. then they can rape my dead body and mutilate it even more so - do whatever the fuck they want, really. yyup
I want to be hardly whipped and then nailed to a cross by four girls or women. It would be so exciting...
Skinned alive...or failing that, a nice bloody gunshot wound.
Tortured and raped repeatedly until death from injury.
High as fuck off dilaudid as I'm raped to death by countless men.
Double suicide with someone I love. But what terrifies me, is imagining the other person's suicide not going through for whatever reason (poison not strong enough, misfired gunshot, some bullshit... it's happened to me before), and then waking up to find them lying dead beside me, knowing I was mostly or partially responsible for the death... something about imagining this scenario actually realizing itself sends shivers down my spine, to the point where I don't know if I'd even want to risk it. Of course, some people might find this hot, but for me, not irl, not with someone I actually loved.
Vecters... afterall their awsome and that would be an epic way to die... being shreaded by vecters
I want to dress up as a Viking and go on a killing spree with a Viking sword as the cops show up I charge at them with a battle cry and they shoot me down.
I drew a picture of myself today about the size of a small insect with a sewing needle impaled through my body. I had wings and shit. I'd like to die either like that, or I'd like to starve myself til I'm less than 100 pounds, and then slash my mouth from ear to ear once I'm near death so I look like a mummified Barbie doll.
BRUTALLY beaten and raped to death by an extremely muscled young hunter off in the woods, with my body left to be eaten by animals.
nuked without warning or knowledge, as i'm a wuss
>>23 Can we see it somewhere ?
I wouldn't mind, taking a lethal injection which causes parts of your body to violently combust or implode. As to avoid mess and intensify the pain.
I would love to be taken alive to some run down rendering plant, and thrown alive in their huge crushing mashine, but before I get so see all the nasty dead things around
I want to be bled out by some kind of lover in the ocean. The sting of the saltwater in my flesh...fuck. Might sound lame, I couldn't care less.
I'd go having hanged myself.
Ritualistic double suicide, with a lover or at least someone else I could be that intimate with, either by stabbing, strangling, overdose, or a combination of the above. I don't really care about gratuitous brutality or anything, just being so close to someone as to share the ultimate rite of devotion
In a really messy way like getting totally torn up by a chainsaw or getting completely crushed by some kind of heavy machinery.
lol though he is unaware of this fantasy, being strangled by my bf while he beats the shit out of me...until i die...having a bomb planted inside me...just something really violent, and then having him brag about it lol
two more: having a much older guy (a pervert of course) make me believe i love him even tho he doesn't love me, and tell me that the only way to show my love for him is by commiting suicide, (pills, bullet, supuku etc) while he masturbates and watches second, like 32, being in an industrial park where I fall into some kind of wacked out machine and am violently but slowy mangled until I am nothing more than a pulpy mess dripping through the cogs
I'd want to die during sex. My lover would make me suck him off, then fuck me with the barrel of his pistol, teasing me, threatening to pull the trigger...and after I came, he'd pull the gun out of me and make me suck it clean. While I was still trying to catch my breath as I licked my fluids off the gun, he'd stroke my hair and tell me that he loved me; and then he'd pull the trigger. It sounds like a nice way to go, I think.
I'll probably off myself eventually with a long-drop hanging. I really, really don't like the idea of being an old person and won't have a family to give a shit about. Not much of a mess to clean up and it's short and sweet. Probably give away all of my stuff first. Easy as pie. ^-^
i want to die old. one minute before my wife dies so i dont have to live without her. yes not very creative, but its the truth
As an old man in the middle of a massive orgy of girls pressing their flesh all over my body and I tire out and die in my sleep. Perfect.
I want one of the Aliens from the movie of that name to burst out of my chest.
what about smothered to death under the feet of Medusa of Soul Eater? that sounds like a nice way to go
This may sound weird, but I have always wanted to orgasm so hard during intense sex that I cease to breath and choke to death in the throes of ecstacy. >>37 I think that's adorable. GuroChanner or not, its adorable.
>>40 Smothered under those sexy feet? That is an epic way to die =D
I would like to leave 'an impact'. So I guess dying a heroic death in my struggle against the religion of mammon while obliterating a monetary capital would be awesome.
I've posted this in the past, but they're still recurring fantasies of mine. Here are two ways I would like to go: In my most macabre fantasy, I am seduced by a beautiful, pale red head that I despise, yet cannot resist. Her charm and allure render me completely powerless to resist her selfish and cruel pleasures. My psyche is stripped further by her two equally beautiful sisters whom she shares me with. After several days of depravity and violence, my seductress drugs me so that I cannot control a single muscle within my body, but I am completely aware and lucid. I am trapped within my own body. The three sisters proceed to force water down my throat and up my rectum, purging my body. After several purges, I am impaled on a spit to be roasted over an open fire. To keep me from suffocating, the sisters cut holes in my back to my lungs to enable me to breathe and survive longer. I am slowly and very painfully cooked alive to the sound of laughter and merriment. or I am captured and fed to a tentacle monster. The monster does not immediately devour me, but proceeds to rape my ass and mouth while milking my cock for human seed. To my horror, I am extremely aroused by this rape and cannot help but to give my seed generously to this beast. Over several days, eggs are being deposited in me to incubate. My body becomes engorged with these eggs, which hatch simultaneously and devour me from the inside out. Either way, upon death, I am judged and sent to hell, where I am enslaved by a succubus who tortures me for all eternity.
One way would be an older woman (over 40), probably someone I know, cannibalizing me. Parts of me slowly sliced off with sharp knives and cooked gourmet style over a number of days while keeping me alive. Limbs, slices off buttocks, tongue, etc. She dines on them in front of me with fine wine tinctured with a small amount of fresh blood taken off me. All the while telling me how nice the meat is, describing the taste, texture, and how she's always wanted to eat my flesh. What can I say, I'm a romantic. Eventually the kidneys are eaten, with me hooked up to a dialysis machine to keep me alive. Then the heart is taken out, which causes death, and the other edible organs, like the liver and intestines are taken for consumption. Another is forced administration of heroin over a few days (by a woman) until a heavy addiction develops, and then stopping until the withdrawals kick in and reach a severe level. Then me desperately begging for a dose to stop the pain and a final shot is administered that causes an overdose and I pass away in a beautiful heroin haze.
At the controls of a burning X-Wing screaming "I'm hiiiit!" Not very guro, I know, but that's how I wanna go.
And I wanna die together with my beloved in each other's arms, after living for 400 years without growing old. Actually when one makes ALL things they planned and wanted to do, they even don't notice as theyselfs die. There's no need for any help like physic damage.
I don't know how or why, but I would want to the cold.
to die in the cold is what I meant. Yeesh, I'm having trouble writing herd. >.>
Death happens sometime in the future, maybe tomorrow, maybe in 70 years. I'd rather have time to finish some things first, but then, I think I'd rather die of old age or by my own hand. It would be an interesting experience, sure it would likely be uncomfortable as all hell and maybe painful if it was a heart attack, but feeling your life slipping away before your lights go out... I'm blushing here, the thought just makes me oddly happy and content. Or, if that doesn't feel like a good exit plan in a few years, I'd make my suicide an interesting sight for someone to discover. Maybe write a humorous or philosophical letter saying good byes and fuck yous.
This may sound kinky but I'd say I'd want to be suffocated by the bare feet of a beautiful woman ((Eather Lucy of Elfen Lied or Medusa of Soul Eater))
i want to be killet with a huge nuclear bomb at the shortest possible distance
I'd prefer to die in a war of revolution, fighting for something I believe in. Silly, I know.
Crashing a race car.
gunshot or giant sword to the back dramatic fall
I'd want to be guillotined or my head chopped off with an axe while wearing a beautiful outfit of my own design. Moreso, it would be lovely to die by someone who would receive just as much pleasure from performing it as I would be in experiencing it.
Asphyxiation, any kind. But preferably hanging I loves me some slow death. Also, mai waifu. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sharon_Lopatka
>>59 Wow that is hot. He tortured her on her request, for three whole days... Damn, that must've been hot. Do you think she changed her mind during the torture? And the best part is, the guy was sentenced to only a couple of years! He stupidly died of heart attack right before he was released... Bummer.
Another way I'd like to die is during or just after sex with a beautiful woman. (I dont care how as long as it's while I'm fucking a hot babe or just after)
If I had to go a terrible way, Sawing. Sawing is where they take you, strip you naked, hang you upside down with your legs and arms strapped spread between two supports. Then two executioners come along with a two handed saw, and start to cut you in half, crotch first. you'll last anywhere from by the time it reaches your navel or sometimes up until your heart has been sliced clean through, thanks to blood flow slowing and retreating thanks to gravity. (I really wish there were more stories involving this too, I can write my own stuff as I have before, but it's never quite the same. )
Die by orgasm.
As for me, I would most like to kill myself as a side effect of wiping out this worthless, disgusting human race. Possibly by being in the epicentre as I crash the moon onto my house in Britain.
>>64 haha you're british
>>65 Haha, you appear not to be.
>>63 that nearly happened in a 1970's film. I think it was called "Deep Throat"
>>64 Btw a great idea, I'm having some thoughts like this (only not so obviously impossible as the one with the Moon); who cares if I live or not after it? I fucking destroyed the human kind! :D
To be shot in the stomach just getting out of the shower by a beautiful woman.
Killed in a war, fighting for my country would be a nice way to die.
Chopped into tiny pieces and eaten.
@64 <geek> Done in Transformers, at least once (attempted) And again in Star Wars, Vector Prime. This is actually how Chewie Dies, as a moon is crashing into the planet. </geek>
My preferred method of death would be to slowly freeze to death.
Hard wreck at Daytona or Indianapolis at extreme speed, ideally over 200 mph/h. Gordon Smiley and Scott Brayton's wrecks are ideal.
I would love to be impregnated and slowly devoured crotch first by my bitchy little sister, just to the look on her face as she realises shes bit through her unborn nieces body. She would then get shot in the back of the head and fall face first into my womb-wound and I would die happy of blood loss >:D
>>76 Woah lol ok. o_o
I dreamt lucidly about that and woke in a puddle ^^
I have to die screaming. I can't just die quietly. Perhaps when I grow older and closer to my end, I will go on a rampage in a place that I hate. As I die I'll experience adrenaline euphoria and pain like I've never felt before, likely from being shot several times. It will be dramatic and lovely. Maybe.
>>76 That's wired :o
Dissolving into the aether. Expanding my consciousness until I'll implode and disappear. Yeah.
I want to be killed by my best friend or lover. And I want to see remorse in his eyes before my death.
I'd want to be smothered by the beautiful feet of a beautiful woman...
Sex all day long with with all sorts of pain. Needles blades choking, belly punching. cumming over and over again in pain. Then being fucked by a long hard cock while slowly stabbed to death. My orgasm meeting with the last slow insert of the blade under my breast and into my heart.
Mmm, Id adore being fucked to death. Drugged to my tits on cheap, disgusting highs, huffing fumes and shit, fucked by animals, and wolfing their shit down, deliberately infesting myseilf with more of their parasites, letting them eat me from the inside as I mutilate myself. Mmm, getting fucked by horses, cramming their entire cocks inside me, perferating my internal organs before they get off, as I pop pills and do drugs, oding on really filthy shit. <3 maybe keep going by emptying my tits implants,and refilling them with piss and liquid animal shit. Horribly torture myself while high for shits and giggles. Heh, maybe even pop my tits. Just keep going like that until my used up body quits.<3 Thats how I plan on killing myself eventually. I already have the parasites
Grenade or any other kind of explosion large enough to discombobulate my body. It has a lot of variety, dieing in an explosion: fire, blunt force trauma, a few seconds of pain, shock and awe, and, of course, a large mess of body parts and blood.
Double post. Sorry.
Id love to be cut open and have my body used as a toilet. Puked in, shit in, pissed in, all while Im awake and drugged to enjoy it. FInally letting insects and rats eat me alive. WOuld love for a fire ant mound to be jsut dumped inside me with some live rats, some otehr carnivorous bugs. I want it to take daayss. THats how I want to die. <3
I'd like to die by a huge, fucking asteroid crashing into the earth and ripping everything into molecules.
I've died a ton of times in dreams, the ones I remember most are: 1.Sniped-Took off the top left part of my skull, brain leaked out. I could still see and my vision went wonky, then dark. 2.Sledge-Head crushed then dumped into a tub, couldn't feel anything, tasted blood and brains. 3.Fell off of a building, half of my face was crunched into the ground, blood and fluids pooled around my eyes, itched then burned then went black.
I'm a wuss. If I were going to die, I'd want it to be quick and painless. Asphyxiation by nitrous seems to be the most pleasurable way to die. However, I'd also go for something more dramatic, such as flying into the sun or a black hole, or maybe getting hit by a giant asteroid. But ideally I'd want my death to mean something. So some kind of kamikaze mission would be ideal. I also like the piano and bridge idea--where someone wheels a grand piano onto a bridge (or a freeway overpass) and ties a separate piano string around their neck and to each limb; then they tie one end of a rope around their waist and the other to the bridge and push the piano off the side--leaving just a hanging a torso dangling off the side of the bridge. I'm too big of a pussy to do that though.
Some kind of war, leading troops from out of the trenches to assault a hill, carrying a flag and a sabre, charging through constant explosions while yelling something, running through the first enemy I meet at the summit, then getting incapacitated by enemy machineguns on the far side. With my last strength I plant the flag in the ground where we fell. Living on excess adrenaline for some time and feeling no pain, only numbness and detachment, watching the carnage before me until things go quiet again, a junior soldier walks up to me, salutes and says "Sir, we got them", after which I expire. During that a wartime photographer shows up and makes a picture of me slumped against the flagpole and the other soldier saluting me, dead enemy with sword sticking out at my side, framed against the setting sun and I get to appear in every history book ever despite never doing anything special beyond stabbing that one enemy and providing a visual aid as to who owns that hill for every nearby soldier utterly incapable of reading maps. Yes, contrary to popular belief, you can be both a cynic and romanticist and the same time.
Maybe a little tame, but lately: I think of her, kissing me and cuddling. Maybe sleeping next to each other one last time, before she starts to kiss and bite me, everywhere. Before we fuck, she'd drag a knife slowly all over my body, finally slitting my wrists. As she gives me head, I drift away. I'm nauseous, I'm excited, and I'm floating and dizzy and the shapes are appearing again from the blood loss. She's kissing me as I lose consciousness, and soon after, finally, I die delirious and relaxed and comforted.
The same way I was born...screaming and bathed in blood. Or by a large explosion or burning so I don't shit myself. Remember kids, it doesn't matter how cool your death is if your body's intact, because at some point or other, you will shit/piss yourself. Or you can wear a diaper which kind of ruins it anyway.