What's the worst way you've seen someone die?

Personally? COPD combined with congestive heart failure. The dude was slowly drowning in his own lungs.

Drawn and quartered in the town square.

Held down by his teammates while they cut 9 of his fingers off to remove a bunch of cursed rings. One party member decided they might as well stab him in the heart to finish him off.

both were the same player

Guy chasing us in a GURPS Prison Break-campaign got his eyeball caught on barbed wire.

>One party member decided they might as well stab him in the heart to finish him off.
Uh, why?

He was a bow sniper and we'd just cut off 9 of his fingers. I wanted to leave him alive.

I once saw a fey corgi get stabbed through the dick sounding rod style with a rapier and the man uppercutted his way through the furry bastard's body until his rapier stuck out the top of his skull and tore his head from his shoulders.

The DM decided to have the character our "that guy" had created return as an antagonist and boy did we love killing him. It's a continuation of pic related's campaign.

Murder of Junko Furuta.

Friend was disintegrated by a Beholder while standing one foot in front of me, got covered in his ashes, went berserk and wound up ripping the beholder's eye from its socket despite only being 4'6".

You really should have added the "in a ttg" part.

I'd say when this one guy drank a "curing potion" offered by his friend that fleshwarped his lungs into gills so he drowned on dry land over agonizing minutes.

Package of classified materials inside an escort NPC burst, liquefied in front of us.

My aunt, cancer

...

A captured goon got some kind of vitamin shot for lizard aliens in him, caused his whole body to swell and pop like a baloon, showering the entire party with boiling-hot guts and blood. Fun times.

I had them in a Call of Cthulhu game. Imagine a mall in the process of being possessed by an elder god. Bloody death trap.

My PC flayed a werewolf alive for backstabbing and attacking the party. As she did it, she sensed the an evil presence of an evil god watching it and nodding in approval. The whole party got an evil blessing bon, especially her.

Dude was frozen solid by Ogre Mage's cone of cold; Paladin's henchman "accidentally" knocked him over (dude had badmouthed his master) and he shattered on the stone floor.

But wait, it gets better! The dunderhead cleric and wimpy thief gathered the chunks in some bags, hoping to get him raised/regenerated in town. Took 'em a while to get back. Dude was several bags of fermented organs, meat, and bones.

The priests at the local temple barfed when they opened the bags.

Ooo! Ooo! Ooo!

Infiltrating a Prophecy Temple. Trying to force info from Fake Prophet Monk. Asshole conman Fighter/magic-user/thief starts threatening torture. Dopey Minotaur fighter misunderstands, thinks torture is actually happening and that Fake Prophet is not gunna break, so he decides to "put him out of his misery", grabs Monk by ankles, upends him, and bashes his head against the floor like he's working a jackhammer, spraying and spattering blood, teeth, brains, and eyeballs all over everyone in the party.

It may not be as messy or physically painful as some of your other options, but Alzheimer's isn't a good way to go.

>tfw your grandfather thinks that you're your uncle
>you play along to keep from confusing or upsetting him
>he asks if you have a girlfriend
>your uncle's gay
>the two never really reconciled over that
>you can see the concern in your grandfather's face
>you lie to him and tell him that you do
>he breathes a sigh of relief and hugs you
It's not a good feel.

>Time Stop
>Push a Delayed Blast Fireball bead down an enemy's throat
>Allow time to resume, watch the results
Our wizard was a total prick in that game.

Pineapple salad.

TOO SOON

Halfling multiclass abomination got absolutely splattered by a giant's critical hit. He deliberately told me he wanted to attract the giant's attention, and, well, said giant rolled a 20 and like four eights for damage on his next turn.The halfling would have survived had he not dumped CON for some fucking reason.
One of his levels was even Barbarian, so if he had raged before attracting the attention of the Giant, he would have survived. Instead, he went from full to negative full in one shot. I, the DM, described it as the barbarian/rogue/sorcerer basically being turned into a bloody pancake

>This thread
y halo thar, I heard you wanted the worst imaginable experience multiplied a thousand times over, transmitted to a live audience, and your friends, with memoirs and souvenirs made after the proceedings?

Weeeell there's been some pretty brutal gifs and webbums posted on Veeky Forums in the past involving car accidents (I don't see them around on those boards any longer, guess that content got banned?) so it is difficult to choose but one that comes to mind is that guy who got sliced by a F1 car. But I suppose that's actually a pretty quick way to go.

Broken on the wheel and displayed before the city gates.

He was a bigger noble who had my TN high level fighter and minor baron's wife assassinated by a proxy, to steer him into joining a political faction.

The character was apolitical with few personal ties, and took it really badly. A few mind probes from the party wizard later, and we found him, mutilated him beyond a raise dead, and had a royal bounty on our heads.

Guy with a flamethrower charged an enemy emplacement, roasted a bunch of soldiers to death and was promptly killed by an enemy sniper.

Best game of BA I've played.

>female NPC in a post-apocalyptic campaign had her spine severed by an edgelord character and is slowly dying from infection while paralyzed from the legs down and shitting herself
>one PC was captured after going full rambo on the enemy base, and they propped up a truck on the block so the wheels were off the ground, attached snowchains to the tired and revved it up and slowly fed his face into the spinning tires to execute him.
>forced an NPC to choose which one of his children they killed in front of him, and if he didn't choose one they'd kill all of them
>cut a guy's arms and legs off and left him for the crows to eat alive
>one player character was shot in the stomach and left behind while they were fleeing enemies, and the enemy poured acid into his eyes until it burned into his brain and killed him
>one character was mind controlled by a psionic dude (think like the Brainer from apocalypse world) and forced to kill his girlfriend, slowly, while fully conscious but unable to control his muscles
>one guy forced to drink gasoline then they threw a match into his open mouth
>one guy forced to masturbate to his own daughter's rape or else she would be killed. Then he was shot in the head when he couldn't cum to it.
>psionics character literally mindraped a PC into schizophrenia from which he eventually shot himself

That game was way too edgy, but it was good. I think.

Suicide by self-mastication after the multiverse shat all over them.

A Ratling fail his dodge roll against a charging Squiggoth.

Didn't actually see it, but my Paladin was dragged kicking and screaming into a portal by allies as we were forced to leave behind our cute grippli druid. Shortly after, druid was ripped apart by fiends.

If you're going to use alignments, at least attempt to play it straight.
Also shit DM that allows you to just kill a greater noble like nothing. How did a bunch of nobodies get even close to the guy?
I'm glad I don't play with you.

Stop posting that fucking edgelord crap and especially the spine thing holy shit. Every week you find a thread to force that stupid story into.

High velocity extremely massive projectile piercing a cramped area and turning the occupant into festive garland.

My dad has Alzheimers. I rarely call anymore because it's hard to talk to him or my mom (all she does is talk about him and how bad he is, but refuses my help/advice).

Elaborate!

Your wizard also read 'Servant of the Shard' one too many times.

He was a bag of meat. We are all bags of meat.

>(all she does is talk about him and how bad he is, but refuses my help/advice)
Fuck, my sympathies.

Thanks. I live on the other side of the country, and when he started going downhill, I offered to move them here as I didn't think my siblings would give them the care they needed (they don't), but they refused. Now I'm trying to talk her into checking both of them into a care home (she's in poor health as well, and he doesn't remember where the bathroom is anymore), but she won't leave her fucking dogs. At some point, even though it's your parents, you just gotta wash your hands and feel solace in the fact that you tried.

You're a better person than I am because I might poison the dogs to get them proper care.

Why not just kill the guy in the first place?

It's relevant.

A Bag of Fuck You was tossed into a vault.

That is a bag full of dry poison ivy and alchemists fire. You know what poison ivy does to skin? It does that to lungs, too. You drown in your own fluids as your body attempts to dislodge the poison with sacks rapidly filling with fluid. And it hurts. It hurts as bad as poison ivy itches upon the skin.

Don't Fuck With Rangers, kids.

I watched my father die of late stage cancer.
Literally watched. I was at his side when he sounded the death rattle.
Pallid and still and clammy. jaw slack and gaze unresponsive. quietly wheezing his last breaths, hopefully unaware.

If your dad is still alive, please call him, you guys. Happy father's day. for my sake. please.

Please remember to add 'in an RPG' if you do not want real life next time.
Otherwise you're going to get real life. And stuff that may be either and it's hard to tell.

It's never fucking relevant you lil shit

Wow, that's hot opinions you got there. Got anything relevant? I had a bag of warcrime. What you got?

>the worst
>posts like 10 things
they can't all be the worst

I'm sure your mom sees those dogs as the only thing she has left that hasn't left her in one way or another, no way is she going to let go of them

I figure that Alzheimer's wouldn't be the worst for me-- I already forget dumb shit all the time, I'd have a chance to forget dumb shit I actually want to forget about, I'd have a chance to feel like I'm young and full of potential again, I could look at things with fresh eyes all the time, I could watch my favorite things ever and have them be fresh over and over again, and I'm not proud to admit it, but I'd be able to be really fucking lazy and have an excuse for it, which I almost have a complex about and have for my whole life
but maybe I'm fooling myself

I try, he won't fucking answer

Reciprocity is a valid way of playing TN.
And enlisting the help of someone who can literally warp the fabric of reality with his mind in order to gain intel on the target is not "like nothing", nor is it the modus operandi of "a bunch of nobodies".
Kill yourself immediately and never DM again.

Continue posting that fucking edgelord crap and especially the spine thing holy shit. Every week you find a thread to force my magical realm into.

It's fruity, and cliché, but my dad is my best friend. I can't imagine losing him that way, user. I'm so sorry.

Seen lots of "lel look how edgy I am pulling out the Orcs heart and eating it" kills, but the most "Bah god he killed em'! Somebody stop the damn campaign!" moment was when we botched a villains summoning ritual in an Urban Fantasy game. Man pulled a retardedly powerful fire spirit into himself and suddenly had no magical protection to keep it contained.

>vaporized instantly by a 500 pound guided bomb
Seeing the warplanes flying off ahead of you, no bursts of cannon fire or trails of missile smoke, but knowing you were going to die anyway; usually people don't know, they think because they didn't hear any shots that the plane missed them, but you know; of course you know; you always knew too much; that's why this is happening, that's why they killed you half a minute ago and why you're going to die in six seconds more. Knowing it all the way.

I mean I laugh at torture and gore because I'm an edgelord but this was one of the few times a GM really managed to get a reaction out of me.

>thread about the worst ways you saw people die (assumedly in RPGs as well)
>"get that fucking edgelord crap out of here"

Sorry I didn't post some whiny story about my family dying of AIDS. Fuck off.

Burned to death screaming the entire time just twelve feet in front of me because i was too weak to lift the support beam off of myself. Every time i bench press i think about jonathan and i still get nightmares about it.

I feel your feels, user. My dad had small cell carcinoma, died of an aneurysm.

We all knew it was going to happen but I never really felt like I got to say goodbye, and the last time I talked or even saw him it had been at least a few weeks before it happened. I feel cheated.

Fucking
Disintegration beam probably.
God damned beholders.

Shit, that's good. Got to remember that one

A friend came out of the closet to me and when i refused he shot himself in the mouth. He lived, half his jaw gone, then died about half a minute later.

In d&d? Digested by a gelatinous cube.

my barbarian sawed off a baddie lieutenant's head with a dull axe.

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scaphism

>when i refused
Refused to what? Have sex with him?

>but maybe I'm fooling myself
You are user, you really are.

My sister and I pretended we were a married couple with my grandma. She only remembered one of us at a time and even since I was 5 she would just ramble on about how her dying wish was to live to see grandchildren. We couldn't find a kid to use as our own though.

My sister is a lesbian and I'm gay so we have disappointed a lot of people.

To be his bf. I dont swimg that way.

If someone kills themselves because you turned down their advance, it's not love. Love is being willing and able to respect and accept someone for who they are and their opinions.

People like this aren't in love, they merely lust after a conceptual version of their object of fascination that doesn't exist. And when shown that reality will not conform to their fantasy, they breakdown from refusing to accept that their love wasn't honest or true

Honestly, it's sad and pathetic, how people can twist love and desire around their own selfishness when they refuse to respect someone else as a human being with all the choice and imperfections involved

So remember people, next time someone turns you down and breaks your heart, don't despair like this and make it about yourself, because all you're really doing is denigrating both yourself and the other person and showing that you're too selfish to really know what love is.

While I'm sorry that you're friend died, and that you had to see it unfold in front of you, I'd like you to know that it's not completely your own fault, and that you shouldn't feel responsible for his death, since really it should've been on him to have enough respect for himself and you as a person to not vilify you in such a way.

A friend decided to go to Castle Ravenloft on his own, he ran into a wraith in the hall after the entrance room, he lost 3 levels fighting it and barely won the fight at that. He was so distraught that he lost levels that he shoved his own sword into his belly and twisted it till he died. I described his death in excruciating detail to him. He never played again as far as I know. I didn't have the heart to tell him he could restore the lost levels at the church for a modest fee.

Thank you user.

Screaming for mercy from a psychopath.

Or did you not mean real life?

My fat alligator lizardfolk got digested down to bones by slimes, and it turns out the dm had a vore fetish and a hard on for my character.

>that feel when the dm describes it in so much detail it was borderline sexual abuse

>physically tortured
>sliced open and vivisected to obtain augments within
>thrown through a plate glass window
and this was done by a pc, on a girl who was physically 16 years old

Blood Eagle, Blazing bull and spine shattering are worst

The worst way to see someone die isn't as simple as some believe, a decapitation, incinerated, they are all too simple.
No, what is the true worst way to die is to live, to go on. To have EVERYTHING they had stripped from them, and no matter how they try to claw out of the hole that was dug beneath them, as they climb little by little, they end up sliding back down into the abyss.
Watching them lose themselves, their composure, their personality. Becoming less of who they are, and what they are, an animal, a soul without a purpose, begging for salvation that never comes. When a persons psyche deteriorates, you see the effects of the worst death. As they are driven mad trying to fix things that cannot be repaired, and as they succumb to the madness, you realize there is no worse a death then ones own madness.

Yeah, see, if I am ever diagnosed with Alzheimer's my reaction will be to say "ha ha ha ha, nope." and then fucking kill myself while I'm still me.

>rl
Finding my boyfriend on the side of road brain damaged and gurgling from getting hit by a car.

>RPG
We are all anti social assholes because our DM keeps turning the people we love inside out. It's a love/hate since he builds it up long enough that we moved on from said characters but ties them in without it being too much a hamfisted surprise but we have learned so he is out of luck.

That's not what Alzheimer's does. My mind is all I really have; the thought of losing it terrifies me so much more than something like becoming paralyzed.

*sighs* You said you were going to do that last week, dad. Look, we're going to be late to Carlson's practice. We'll see you next week, ok?

The problem with Alzheimer's isn't that you don't remember shit, it's that everyone else remembers things you don't. If you're already a blackout drunk, it probably won't be much of a change.

I have mild to severe memory problems, been putting off brain scans that multiple doctors and pyschs have been militant about. From off the bat it's not only actual brain damage due to multiple injuries but apparently psychological trauma too.

No sure how much I can compare it to Alzheimer's but it fucking sucks. I don't remember people I loved have died. I don't remember why I don't talk to some people but I remember I had nothing but good times with them and have to confirm what happened with different people to piece together a story. I will be laughing and raving about one person and notice who I'm talking too is uncomfortable and there we go. I ask if I forgot again, and it's confirmed they're a thieving, violent piece of shit that has beaten old women to rob them and rape.

Sometimes being told, sometimes it feels like a lie because I remember nothing. It's hard for me to trust people sometimes because once or twice I've been told I've done something that I'm 100% never happened but my memory problems is used against me for everything. My dog of 16 years died almost two months ago and up until two weeks ago I had to be reminded almost every other day that yes, she died two months ago. And that it had probably been because of her heart murmur rather than I originally thought she choked to death because apparently I turned into a doctor and opened up her mouth, looked and reached in her throat for inflammation and blockage but for those weeks I just got concerned about her getting out of the yard rather than dying and couldn't find her.
I will be in the middle of a conversation with someone I have known all my life and suddenly don't know who they are or where I am, but I can at least gather that my brain must have shit out so I need to go on auto pilot and act normal until I can snap back into reality.

Shit sucks.

To add, even my reflection confuses the shit out of me. Like some days I wake up and can't remember how many years it's been. One day I look ok and the next it's suddenly years later and I look like I've been doing meth the entire time and suddenly went from 155lbs to 103lbs. I can't remember the maybe two people that have been able to put up with not remembering who they are for so many years. I know I forgot, and most times I don't remember why I love and cherished them so much, and all the good times we had so by default at this point I talk to them days, weeks, months in-between because they know I don't remember and it hurts them so they have to distance themselves because I become a stranger just as much to them as they are to me.

It is waking up every day in a strange old body of aches and pains with no memory of how you spent your life and constantly knowing something is wrong. You just cannot remember it is you, that your brain is rotting and being eaten away and that it is changing you. Can you imagine not knowing your own face, or the face of someone you have lived with for 60 years? Nevermind how bad it gets as you wake up somewhere strange you ,as have spent decades in, wondering how the hell you got there where people who died years ago are, if the person in the mirror all wrinkled and old is you or not.

Can you guys just fuck already?

Witnessed a man break down the door to his house after his wife changed the locks. Some screaming when I cam in he had a shot gun, shot her in the leg then the head. Slowly he realized what he did and tried to kill himself only to miss his heart and tried again for the brain. He did it alright

It was V:TM, I actually broke in and murdered the wife with his shot gun, then got him to make it look like a murder suicide. I lost a humanity, but their house went up for sale!

Were any of the characters called Dan Bell?

I hate that you're trying to make alzhiemers look even remotely good, and even though I hate you for thinking like that I hope you never get alzhiemers because it's terrible for the person and everyone around them. It's a thing that's been running in my family for generations and I know if I live to be a grandfather I will develop the disease.

Teenager beaten to death with an English-Chinese dictionary

This is a legit fear

A midget torn to absolute ribbons by a double HMG turret in zero-g.
He went 2.5 times past his total health and flew backwards into space in 20 pieces.

There have been more personal or agonizing deaths, but that's probably the most significant for me, even though he was a throw-away follower.