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[designedtoparty]

[Grubby and cobwebby, Nathan is slouched on his bed, smoking a joint. He's definitely not feeling his usual self, looking a bit more withdrawn than he would normally.]

So, I think I died last night. Either that, or someone slipped me some really bad acid. [He stops and groans there, squeezing his eyes shut and dragging a hand down his face.] I don't know. I'm kind of fuzzy on the details.

On the plus side, immortal. So, I don't have to worry about that zombie shit the rest of you lot have going. Down side... actually, I don't think there is a down side to dying, in this case. I mean, it's that or I got raped by some big, beefy bloke while having the worst trip of my life. [Pauses, looking mildly disgusted as he pictures that.] Yeah... let's not go there.

[He waves a dismissive hand at the camera.]

Anyway, I have this letter... bill... thing. Just so you know, I didn't buy anything, so you can forget about me paying it. Thanks.

[He takes one last, long drag off the joint, then pushes himself forward to stub the end out and turn off the camera.]

Comments

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[thenormalsquint]

Neither have I, but I think I can figure out the feeling.

How many times have you died? In the general sense of the word.

[signatures]

I suppose most drug-induced hazes tend to prevent that, sure.

[designedtoparty]

Do you want to come with me, if I do go through with it?

[Because he's actually kind of scared, even if he's not going to admit it.]

[designedtoparty]

I didn't even take anything!

audio;

[designedtoparty]

Twice before now. This'd be the third.

audio;

[thenormalsquint]

What happened?

audio;

[designedtoparty]

First time I fell off the roof of the community centre, got impaled by a fence. Then I got shoved onto a pipe someone conveniently left sticking out of the wall by a shape shifter.

Don't have clue what happened to me this time. Although I still don't think I'd recommend it.

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[thenormalsquint]

Well, sure there are worse ways to go, but I wouldn't want to end things that way either.

[loonyandproud.livejournal.com]

Alright. Could be a laugh. Are you gonna go at night, then, cos maybe I should bring a weapon too.

[signatures]

Unless you took something bad enough to not remember any bit of it.

audio;

[designedtoparty]

So, how would you choose to end it?

Because, you know, I'm thinking I've got all the time in the world. There's an onslaught of ways I haven't died yet and I may as well put my power to good use.

[designedtoparty]

Or if someone spiked me.

Which was pretty pointless on their part. All they had to do was ask!

audio;

[thenormalsquint]

I try not to think about that most of the time. But as far as I know, I'd like to go out with a bang in my sleep, after some fantastic sex, a great meal with great wine, after I've done everything I've possibly could have done. And I'll preferably be about 95.

[designedtoparty]

Nah. I was thinking of going in the day. Maybe they aren't so murderous before it gets dark.

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[designedtoparty]

Ohhhhhhhh. Jesus. No.

Don't have sex when you're 95. There's way too much wrong with that.

[loonyandproud.livejournal.com]

Aye, probably not. Good idea. Are y' gonna go today or are y' waiting until you're less dead? Oh, and 'til you get a gun.

[designedtoparty]

Well, I'm not going without one.

[loonyandproud.livejournal.com]

Okay. So tell me when y' have one and we'll go.

[designedtoparty]

Cool. I'll get back to you.

[signatures]

Ask if you wanted to die?

[designedtoparty]

No. If I wanted drugs.

Then they could've killed me and I might have some idea about which murdering bastard I need to get back at.

[signatures]

What's the last thing you do remember?

[designedtoparty]

Drinking. And I think at some point I may have been looking up someone's skirt.

I'm probably not allowed back at wherever that was, now I think of it.

audio;

[thenormalsquint]

There's nothing wrong with it. I don't plan on giving sex up until I'm actually dead.

audio;

[designedtoparty]

Then I hope you die a very early death!

No offence, but think of all the people you're traumatising doing that until you're 90!