Although I voted in the poll, the scenario in the OP is completely impossible. [spoiler]
No one has less scruples than Rhymer Enterprises.
Oh. That may shoot my chances at pie. Never mind. I’d sell the truth for dessert and thus have less scruples than RE, so the above statement isn’t true.[/spoiler]
That said, I grew up in a household with a psychotic parent who was incapable of love for any of his children, and we’re all still dealing with the emotional mess. Drop me in.
Skald, are the results consistent with your expectations so far?
I love my SO more than anything. But, make me hate him. Life is far too sweet and fleeting and there are other loves out there. I’d be sorry to break his heart, but we could manage.
Death before dishonoring Madame Pepperwinkle’s memory! And a nice piece of coconut cake before I go? Cake and death!
I HATE cake, why can’t you understand this? To make amends for this you need to deliver to me a Fresh Banana Cream Cheesecake from the Cheesecake Factory. Have one of your Himbo bots deliver it to me. PM me and I’ll give you my address.
As to the OP, I don’t actually love any one. I do care about 2 people and don’t want to see them hurt, but I also look forward to death, so… Lava after cheesecake.
OMG it’s coconut cake. Yuck. Ptooey. Have mine.
Ability? Sure.
Motivation? Probably not. You hate them with the heat of a thousand novas now.
Rhymer Enterprises has TONS of scruples. We don’t harm women except in self-defense; we don’t harm children for any reason; we don’t …
Okay, Rhymer Enterprises has TWO scruples, with an option for 1998 more.
Just random thoughts, they are.
I didn’t have any expectations.
No, scratch that, I didn’t have any expectations when I made up the scenario (which I always do in a single freewritten draft), but after I posted it I figured that the people whose greatest love was their child would rather die than be forced to hate them, and that seems to be the case. I didn’t have a clue how people whose greatest love is their SO would vote.
Don’t wanna hate the ones I love… hopefully lava is a less painful death than it looks.
Do I get to eat my slice of coconut cake before I’m killed? I need more than 60 seconds to savor it properly…
I hate coconut. In cake or not.
There are plenty of people out there for me to love. Ok maybe not plenty but hopefully more than one. Death is final and there is nothing else. And I won’t be able to watch baseball or play video games. Zap me!
According to Wikipedia (which means I don’t trust this information but am using it anyway), molten lava is tends to be at temperatures between 700 and 1200 degrees Celsius. Even being suspended in a cage above it will probably kill you in minutes; once you’re dropped into the pit, I can’t believe you’ll be alive more than half a second.
That’ll be a very long half second, though.
I’ve had plenty of bad breakups and relations of intense love/hatred, I’ve already decided to keep on living anyway.
Amor vincit omnia.
Kill me. My love for my husband has been a foundation for all of my love everywhere. If that changed, so would I, and not in a good way.
I may have mentioned that my Wife has recently been diagnosed with a rather invasive cancer. My sudden and inexplicable death would be easier for her to deal with then my sudden and inexplicable withdrawal of support.
I hope to have the panache to do a swan dive into the lava.
The O.P.s premise couldn’t work.
I could NEVER hate myself .
Not sure who I love most, but I think maybe I’d rather die.
Skald: I will cheefully accept immediate dissolution from your orbiting death rays before I will hate forever the lady I consider the love of my life.
However, some of these polls you post make me wonder: What the hell are you smoking and can you sell me some of it?
I know that people can get over the death of a spouse. I don’t know how well they can get over having someone love them passionately one minute, then despise them utterly the next. I’d rather my husband didn’t have to find out. Lava.
Hitler should have started with the technomages.