Originally posted by Swamp_Thing
It´s not the death that counts, it´s those two seconds when you contemplate the end of your life inside the stomach of a beast. Watching that mouth opening and getting ready to slash you in half is a million times worth than watching a high speed car coming towards you, or an artillery shell describing a perfect arc to hit you smack in the head. In both you know you are as good as dead, but somehow ending your existance as shark feces isn´t exactlly the coolest thing on Earth. Or is it?
Not to me, at least. But tastes do vary...
I want to be crucified. And not just your old run-of-the-mill crucifixion. No! I want something special.
At November a huge wooden X will be erected in a distant, barren, small island off the coast of Alaska. I will be stripped naked, pumped up with some rapidly-vanishing yet extremely powerful painkiller and crucified. The wooden X should be not unlike a windmill's... things, that is, it could rotate slowly yet majestetically while being whipped by cold northern winds of satanic delight.
As I now lay, dying [painfully] on my cross, the island should be covered in dead pigs, fish, rubbish and all kind of stuff, only to attract a large number of birds - eagles would be cool. Now, I obviously die pretty soon (hypothermia plus crucifixion plus obscene OD'ing of painkillers), but my body still has a purpose! For weeks to come, the different scanvegers would eat what's left of my dirt house of a body, and the entire thing would be videotaped and then showed to pre-school kids just for the hell of it.
And the story's not over yet. Before my body is completely ragged, it should be taken down from the cross (like Christ, but nothing like it anyways), balsamated and wired with all kinds of high-tech stuff, like LED lights and iPods with speakers attached. Then the now-glowing and music-playing embalmed body would be smoked to the point of being coppery brown and shiny. Now, several huge balloons would be hooked to my body (I think wrist and heels would be nice, how about you?) and the entire thing is sent to fly all around the globe. Optimal altitude would be around 500 meters, with loud and bad music like Barbie Girl and Superhero Lover + JPop blasting from the speakers 24-7. Also, my body should be fitted with different kinds of animatronics so the gross body would shake and mosh every now and then.