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anyoneshorizon
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- Jun 8, 2022
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Gun I would love to just shoot myself. But rn I am doing SN. It would be nice if I had a friend that was suicidal and we could do it together.
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Lol I made a post about this exact thing! It's so frustrating how quick and painless deaths are depicted in film and tv shows. I realize it's mainly just a plot device to keep the story moving, as they're not going to show the agonizing amount of time it would *really* take for someone to die of poisoning or hanging or whatever... but it's irritating to watch knowing it's not that easy! I did appreciate this one show I watched with my mom on PBS. This guy poisons himself with hemlock and the episode focused on him being bedbound, slowly dying from the poison while the other characters came to interview him and get information to try to solve his "murder" only for it to be revealed he was committing suicide while trying to frame someone for his death and purposefully chose hemlock so he could have time to say a proper goodbye to his wife. It was nice to see some realism for once haha. You don't see it often though. The worst are those scenes where someone slits their wrists and bleed out in like 2 minutes... virtually impossible, but I'm sure many misinformed people think it's a viable way to off oneself.Mine is simple, I'd ike to have a poison that, like in the movies, you put in your drink and just die immediately after haven taken it. I always be jealous when I see this in movis tv shows or telenovelas, the person drinks, make this face of "no u didn't" and drops dead. Oh man drinking one of those, that's my ultimate phantasy
Would a regular bomb suffice or would it have to be atomic? Just curious. This is a stand out response on the thread and might be the most intense one I've read so far.unfeasible for any human being on earth (except for Kim Jong Un maybe...)
Take a plane at cruising altitude flying over the sea (of course a flight with only me in it) and blow yourself up with an atomic bomb... So no funeral, no traces, no memory! disappear suddenly and definitively from this little world
Atomica... even the little "Bomb suitcase", to ensure that nothing from me remainsWould a regular bomb suffice or would it have to be atomic? Just curious. This is a stand out response on the thread and might be the most intense one I've read so far.
wow, you are a good writer... this story really sucked me in—a black magick necromancy death fantasy was not something I expected to read today! to each their own, of course. I have to wonder how often this scenario has played out in reality. I mean, it's definitely plausible.I arrive at her cabin at the agreed time. She is dressed like a sorceress wearing a long dark blue robe with wide purple sleeves. I know that she is a little crazy as she believes to be a ghoul. To underline this, she has decorated her robe with bones. I wonder whether she got them from the adjacent graveyard or whether they belong to the guy she had killed before.
"Do you want to talk?" "No, let's go on like planned." Is my reply. I hand my phone and my computer over to her and she nodded satisfied. I undress and she shackles my hands on my back with handcuffs and my legs with leg cuffs. She touches my chest. "You have worked out? I will taste your pecs but first I will eat your heart. It´s the heart that tastes best of a man´s corpse."
She leads me into the main room. It is a little like Christmas when the Christmas tree is presented to the children for the first time. A red bench is placed in the centre of a circle of grave lights. Germanic runes are painted on the bench and a hangman´s noose dangles above it. The skull of my predecessor observes the scene.
Unlike me she has no hanging fetish but when we discussed how to kill me, she was very happy with hanging. She knows about a man´s death erection and hopes to have "normal" sex with my corpse. Sex with a living guy gives her no satisfaction.
Carefully she slips the noose over my head like a mother who puts a shawl around her child´s neck. I climb the bench with her support and she fixes the free end of the rope quickly. Relieved: "I was afraid of your resistance but you are the perfect sacrifice."
She takes her dissection knife and cuts into my thighs. Whilst she paints Germanic runes with my blood on my naked skin I concentrate on my mission: Sending her a massage or at least a sign from the other side. Basically, this human sacrifice initializes a necromancy. Her idea is to start the necromancy when the dead person is still alive in order to get a good connection to the deceased.
With the words "Hel, take the life of this man who is now hanging by his neck until death!" She drags the bench away. She believes that Hel would support her necromancy best. We have played this scene a couple of times but this time I will not come back.
SameIn my sleep. Just slowly drifting into a permanent unconsciousness.