You have 48 Hours to Live.

[Anarchemitis]

Due to unknown, hypothetical and irreversible circumstances, you have exactly 48 hours until you die starting at 6am tommorow morning. What do you do with the remainder of your life? (I feel very sorry for you if you have video games anywhere in that time.)

And if you have anger or rage that would be exposed, please justify other than whims. Khell, why would you blow up the Vatican? I mean what the crap!?

(Khell, PurpleRain, FireDaemon, stop debating jaywalking. Although this comment will probably just encourage it. *sigh*)

 

[Saskwach]

You know, I haven't really given this much thought so here's some spur of the moment stuff.
Call "the one that got away" and arrange to meet once more.
Organise a big shindig with all my friends. Get thoroughly smashed.
OR
Leave everyone behind and take a plane to one of the many places I'd like to go in my life. Travel around and talk to everyone, have shenanigans. Die in a place that don't know my name.

 

[Mstrswrd]

If I was to die, and knew that I had exactly 48 hours, no exception, i would find the people who made my life living hell when I was younger, and cripple/possibly kill them. I'm twisted, I know, but that's what I would do...

HEY! Don't ask if you don't want to know!

Edit:

There's lots of people I've always thought would be better off dead, and I have nothing to lose.


You fill in the blanks.

Yay! I'm not the only one.

 

[x434343]

Wow lot's of killers.

I prolly would not do anything different. No one really loves me, so I'll leave none behind.

 

[CodeChrono]

I would get in my car and drive to a secluded place (probably a field) with my MP3 player. I would listen to music and await my death in silence, writing memoirs.

 

[Fire Daemon]

I will just go and walk around town, maybe go to the botanic gardens and feed some ducks and just chill out. I'm not that afraid of dying. I think I might have to write out a will and get my burial plans sorted out if I know I will die soon.

I might steal something big, like a TV. That would be fun.

 

[PurpleRain]

Masterbate.

Yeah, just masterbate.

 

[Fire Daemon]

Masterbate.

Yeah, just masterbate.

No change there then.

 

[Calobi]

I prolly would not do anything different. No one really loves me, so I'll leave none behind.

Aww. I love you, platonically of course.

For me, probably like Saskwach said call up the one that got away and apologize (it was my fault she got away, I'm terrible at the whole showing feeling thing).
Next, give all my stuff to friends and people I know who need/want it.
Then follow PurpleRain's lead and masturbate, furiously and for the duration. Well, maybe not the durations.

 

[Evilbunny]

I would go to africa and start handing out food, I would buy video games for sick children in the hospital, then give the rest of my money to the poor. I would like to know I died a good person, not a monster.

 

[mshcherbatskaya]

I'd give all my stuff away, and all my money. I don't have a lot, but I have enough to keep me occupied for 48 hours.

 

[Jenkins]

i would like to go to a secluded part of a beach with my music, i would like to just watch the waves and think. I would then like to call up someone and tell them how much i love them and that when i die Ill still be there for them. i would like to be buried at the scenic point at the beach with a small funeral.

but i dont wanna die unloved

 

[Senmurv]

I'd lock my apartment, get in my car and start driving west. I'd stop at every stupid little roadside amusement and buy way too much junk food to munch on the way, singing along to every song on my mp3 player. I'd break out the cell phone and call everyone on the list, even the entries which I don't really remember who they are. I wouldn't tell 'em about the death thing, just have a nice chat as I drive. Once I reached Colorado, I'd pull off at a post office and snail-mail back the keys to my place with a letter of explanation to my family, together with my "will" of sorts, hand-written on a sheet of looseleaf. Then, I'd drive to the top of Mt. Evans with a good book and a flashlight and freeze to death an hour or so before the deadline. I play to no one's timetable, bub.

 

[Anarchemitis]

I would totally do things I would never be able to do like skydive, marry my girlfriend and the last night before I die I spend after-supper time to choose a coffin.