Design Your Own Death
 

This is a good chance for anyone to be a killer.

I want this thread to be about horror fans creating their own death scene.

Please don't rip-off movie death scenes.
This is a good way to crack into the twisted heads of the horror.com members.

You don't have to tell the whole story. Just build up a scenario and write the death scene.

Here is an example of; My death scene:



Shaken from the voices and the madness in her tired head Marisa sat in the corner of the darkened room. She wept dryly, drummed her head against the wall, clutched her legs with a hug, and feared the shadows that we're clouding her mind.

She would have shivered from the cold wind that willowed from the open window but something kept her warm. Maybe it was her fear or perhaps the tears.

Marisa realized she was no longer a sleep. The nightmare she had just moments ago had waken her suddenly. But, now as she sits on the floor with her eyes clenched, being to frightened to open them, the nightmare is not gone.

The sickening distorting shadows. Their bodys like long dead men, their faces like nothing ever concieved of before. Their faces were difficult to detail, they were continuely shifting like images in a dark horizon.

Hard and heavy breathes release from Marisas gut. She decides to open eyes to stop the headache begining to numb her.

A few dangling tears drop from her lashes as her quivering lids struggle to part. Her breathing subsides, slightly. The shadows of long dead men fading from her awareness, and places her hands to her throbbing head before opening her eyes.

She's still against her bedroom wall, in the dark, and starting to feel the cold wind upon her.

She pushes herself to stand. Her knees wobble from the sudden pressure of posture.

Marisa looks all around her room. At her bed for warm comfort.

Marisas attention shifts when feeling a twitch in her head. It was a disturbing sensation like a pair of clawed icy hands rubbing at her brain.

And after Marisas one last breath the hands inside her head clap together smoothly. An eruption of brief pain as brain splatters in her skull, Marisa crumples lifeless to the floor.

*Walks in to local post office*

Me: Hello. I'd like to mail this parcel.

Clerk: *bang*

"Today a local woman was found shot in the head at a downtown post office. Paramedics say she was also not wearing clean underware as mother suggested"

Yes, i can see it now.

Sorry my imagination is has been on strike since '87.

*I'm sitting in my room eating sushi, crab legs, beef jerky and sirloin steak while watching my flat-panel widescreen plasma TV*

Me: (between bites) Boy, some fellatio sure would be nice by now

*Heather Brooke, Kobe Tai, Heather Hunter, Katie Morgan, and Gage come in*

Me: Huh. That usually doesn't work.

*They laugh and say I'm the funniest person ever. Then they fellate me to death*



I could have been woken up that day by getting a swift kick to the crotch by Low-Ki, and that'd still be a damn good day, even with the dying.

What he said, except with Jennifer Connelly and Kate Blanchett.

Im in the womb, its warm, moist and maybe a bit sticky. I can see my fingers and toes and there is a sliver rod being shoved into my face. There is a light at the end of a tunnel and then all the fluid is gone and Im on a whirlwind adventure down a tube.

....

I thought we had an understanding

sorry, it was kinda like a reflex.

cool!

tom awakes with a serious head ache, hanging by his ankles with his arms tied behind his back.

a loud noise, the steel door in front of tom opens. a tall being dressed in black with a pale white blank mask enters.( he shall be called the mr. x)

mr. x draws a skinning knife from its sheve. he aproches tom. mr.x places the knife on toms left leg and slowly draws it down peeling skin away.

the screen goes black. tom is know totaly skinned, he is still alive.
mr. x pulls out a scalple. he then slowly slices toms bloody fleshy body. this continues for about 2 min.

mr. x then leaves the room. 1 min or 2 min passthen the door opens again. in run 3 german rotts. they begin to knaw on toms body( he is still alive). 2 mins of the eating pass when the door opens again and mr. x has a gasoline can. mr. x calls the dogs.

mr. x walks up and poors the gas on tom. he lights a match, ignites tom and walks away.