Being killed by someone you trust and love would be the worst. And you know what? If you are murdered, odds are it was someone you loved and trusted.
Other horrible deaths:
-Kiki Camarenga (spelling?), a DEA agent was kidnapped by Mexican drug dealers and tortured to death. To keep him alive longer to lengthen his torment, they kept pumping him with drugs.
-Being burned at the stake
-Being fed to the lions
-In “Caligula”, they tied off a Roman soldier’s penis, filled him up with a jug of wine, then cut open his bladder.
-Being forced to drink acid
-In “Seven”, a guy was forced to fornicate with a hooker at gunpoint- while being strapped with a knife.
I would not like to die in space,
I would not like to burn my face.
I would not like to fall to death,
Or suffocate or lose my breath.
I would not like a belly shot,
I would not like it, Sam I’m Not.
Maybe snap a bungie cord?
Or meet the end of someone’s sword?
How 'bout drowning in a tub?
Or serving on a Russian sub?
Or cook in something really hot?
I do not want it, Sam I’m Not.
You must enjoy a crashing plane,
While KJ makes holes in your brain.
Or sinking into wet cement,
Or HAPE while on a high ascent,
Enveloped by a poison cloud,
Or trampled by a concert crowd.
An earthquake in a hatchet store,
Or eaten by a dinosaur,
Or headfirst down a flight of stairs,
Or torn apart by angry bears.
And then there’s always skinned alive,
Or buried where the earthworms thrive,
Or overdosing on a drug,
Or stick your fingers in a plug,
Or doused in gas with quick ignition,
And hey, the Spanish Inquisition!
There’s many more that I’ve forgot,
But not for me, no, Sam I’m Not.
Yes, AuntiePam, please do explain. I was thinking about this all day, and alas, I was drawing a blank.
Cervaise:
Would you like dying on a boat?
Would you like dying with a goat?
Sorry to have to get serious about this, but I think dying from cancer is the most horrible death. My father suffered from pancreatic cancer for several months before dying this past March. All of the other methods of death mentioned here last for a short period of time. There is nothing worse than watching a loved one die a slow, painful death.
Shitty ways to buy it, huh? Let me think…
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[li]The way the guy was tortured and kept alive for a year in Seven was pretty horrid. The guy was basically dead, for all intents and purposes. Braindead, at least.[/li]
[li]And remember in that one Sword or Truth Novel where that guy chained a box with rats in it to that chics stomach and strapped some hot coals to the box? Not only did the box burn her, but it cause the rats to gnaw into her guts. Yikes.[/li]
[li]One word: Quicksand[/li]
[li]A gunshot wound to the guts.[/li]
[li]Being flayed alive and consequently bleeding to death would suck.[/li]
[li]Working tech support call center for more than one year will make you put a gun barrel in your mouth.[/li]
[li]Parachuting into an alligator farm would suck.[/li]
[li]Having a knife shaped like a christmas tree shoved up your ass repeatedly until you die of shock would be unpleasant.[/li]
[li]Dating my ex is both cruel and unusual. And if prolonged, fatal.[/li]
[li]Two words: buried alive.[/li]
[li]Five words: Head crushed in a vise.[/li]
[li]Castrated while fully conscious and then made to kneel and eat your own testicles.[/li]
[li]Three words: flesh eating bacteria.[/li]
[li]Eight words: squicked to death by a well-endowed[/li]wolverine.
[li]Having someone strangle you until you almost die, then doing it again and again until you die of exhaustion.[/li]
[li]Being drug behind a pick up full of drunk rednecks.[/li]
[li]Drawn and quartered.[/li]
[li]Shark attack[/li]
[li]Choking on your own severed/scooped out genitals while being strangled with your own entrails.[/li]
[li]Bones broken one by one until you die of shock.[/li]
[li]Holes drilled into your bones and explosives entered into those holes, then having to hear happy birthday as the fuses burn down.[/li]
[li]Chained to the wall in a dark room and physically and psychologically tortured to death over the course of several years.[/li]
[li]For a woman, to be hauled around with a band of roving bandits, raped and beaten and all that all the time.[/li]
[li]For a man, the same thing.[/li]
[li]To have a wound gashed open in your belly, and kept free of infection, but allowed to be infested with maggots and such.[/li][/ul]
There’s plenty more in the back of my head than this.
You remember that scene in Tommy Boy, where the chic stands up and says “I know where you live and I’ve seen where you sleep and your parents will cry when they see what I’ve done to you.”?
I can back that up.
The worst is a fire.
We had a fire here on my street, 1/2 mile down.
I cried for days after hearing the details, which I will spare you.
Now that’s the spirit Lexicon!!! I’m almost vomiting on my keyboard…but haven’t you missed one? Being forced to eat your own surgically removed limbs and appendages until you burst open because the matter excedes the body cavity size?
I don’t remember the name of the story (Survivor, I think) written by Stephen King about a surgeon who crashes his plane on a rocky island. He was smuggling drugs. As time wore on when he was trying to catch a seagull to eat he broke his ankle. After that he began sawing off his own body parts for food, trying to save his hands as he was a surgeon. By the end of the story he was completely insane and eventually had to eat his fingers. It ended with him saying “Ladyfingers, they taste just like ladyfingers.” That was a disturbing story.
Realistically, the way my stepfather died would be pretty horrible. He had Multi-System Atrophy (a.k.a. Shy-Drager). It’s similar to Lou Gehrig’s disease so the different ways his disease could kill him were: eventually his neck muscles would weaken so much it would collapse and he would choke to death, or he could stroke out from his incredibly low blood pressure. We thank God he had a stroke. It was torture watching him deteriorate over that past seven years. Slowly his body was failing him, but his mind stayed sharp and coherent. By the end he could barely speak above a whisper.
Auntie Pam–you must tell me where I can find that story. Ever since I moved to Oakland, I’ve been thinking what the hell would happen if a really BIG earthquake happened, while I was under the Bay.
As for horrible death:
How about being embalmed alive.
Or travelling over to Gulu, Uganda and getting a nice little case of Ebola.
How about being thrown into a pit filled 10 feet deep with cockroaches.
Here’s a recurring nightmare of mine since I was six or so, after my uncle was kind enough to share some Native American folklore with me:
Wrapped up mummy-style in a long strap of wet leather, and being crushed slowly to death as it dries.
Thanks, Unc!
I once read of a prisoner in Olde Englande who had a funnel jammed in his ass, then molten metal was poured in. That would sting in the morning…
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Crucifixion
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Drowning in the intake pool of a sewage treatment plant.
“Survivor Type”, from the compilation Night Shift. I concur.
I think Steve Allen managed to once ugain upstage us all. Collapsing in front of your granchildren with an apparent heart attack, to me, qualifies as a horrible death.
On the other hand, he died doing something nice.
Back to the other hand, I feel terrible for his poor granchildren.
I think Steve Allen managed to once ugain upstage us all. Collapsing in front of your granchildren with an apparent heart attack, to me, qualifies as a horrible death.
On the other hand, he died doing something nice.
Back to the other hand, I feel terrible for his poor grandchildren.
Fear Itself - I read about that in Michael Crichton’s Timeline. I think he was a nobleman of some sort who was killed by having a white hot poker shoved up his butt, cooking him form the inside. It was so that a) they didn’t leave a mark on him and b) there were rumours of his homosexuality and they were soooo-openminded.
Poysyn,
This was Edward II of England, who reigned from 1307-1327. (The son of Edward Longshanks of Braveheart fame.)
He was indeed homosexual (actually, bisexual as he did, in fact, father a son).
However, he was NOT deposed because of his homosexuality: he was deposed because he was an ineffective king–he had very unpopular advisors and favorites, misgoverned the kingdom, etc.
And he was NOT killed because he was homosexual: he was killed because, as a deposed king, he was an obvious focus for rebellion against the new government (a regency which consisted of his wife and her lover, ruling in the name of his son). Simply put, there were escape attempts launched to free Edward II and reinstall him as king. Edward did in fact, escape at least once but was quickly recaptured.
It IS, however, very possibly true that Edward’s homo/bi-sexuality was a factor in the manner of his death. And, in fact, it was rumored that the hot poker in the anus was a symbolic act on the part of the killers, deriding him for his love of other males.
Re the OP: I agree with Poysyn–this is a HORRIBLE way to die. In fact, legend has it that the neighboring townspeople could hear Edward’s death screams.