Wouldn’t it be nice if there were kill shelters for humans, like they do for animals/pets? Of course, we’re ignoring reality and all the things that could go wrong- but this is a fake SP scenario after all. This is a place for defunct humans to send themselves when they’re too fed up with this shitty world and their shitty life.
There would be a Resort Center- where the to-die people can cross off all the things they want to do before going. The Resort Center will have concierges who can schedule your last things to do. Wanna go shark diving? We can schedule and plan it all for you!! (there actually are shark diving trips, fyi)
There’s also the Last Will Center- where you can get help on wrapping everything up. Help with suicide notes, help with sending all your $$ and possessions to whoever, or pets and instructions. Like they’d make sure your final instructions after death are taken care of, which you can’t do cuz, well you’d be dead.
Such a center would be awesome.
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Yes. Sounds amazing. Would stop me from spending another year shut indoors just existing, telling myself day in day out I’m going to end it soon.
Sign me up!
I don’t want to do anything before I die, just a 25ct futurama suicide booth would be enough
I WISH (and I wish this most everyday) THERE WAS A WAY I COULD HAVE SOMEONE HAND ME A SHOTGUN OR SHOOT ME TO DEATH IN THE BRAIN SOMEWHERE EMPTY, SOMEONE TO DUMP MY BODY SO IT IS NEVER FOUND, SOMEONE TO BURN ALL MY PHOTOS AND RECORDINGS, SOMEONE TO ERASE ALL PROOF I HAD EVER BREATHED (MEDICAL RECORDS, EDUCATION RECORDS, ETC. NO RECORDS ANYWHERE PLEASE) SOMEONE TO MAKE SURE I DO NOT HAVE A FUNERAL, BURIAL, GATHERING, OBITUARY AND SOMEONE TO MAKE SURE MY DEATH IS NEVER ACCOUNTED FOR BY AUTHORITIES OR OFFICIALS BECAUSE MY STATUS OF EVER EXISTING SHOULD BE CLEARED AND MY LIFE VOIDED AS I AM WIPED OFF THIS WORLD THAT WAS SO TERRIBLE.
THATS WHAT MY IDEAL HOMOSAPIEN SLAUGHTERHOUSE WOULD FEATURE. No, but that is what I need.
More realistically, I would need someone to supply me with ecstasy pills that I can overdose on with alcohol whilst a partner (of a not too shabby countenance) drives me to where I will end my life. (Whilst providing companionship – artificial or real) Either in a desert by some hills, a canyon, a forest, anywhere that is remote and not frequented by travelers, or dump my body in river, lake, etc. Then to make sure my suicide is successful and I am not in pain or still alive, and if I am still alive then find a way to end me (the finale) with slit throat or gunshot (anything quick and painless) and I would need them to not know anyone I know (so kind of as an escort – a death escort) – then I would have to have my death not reported but a missing body – so referred to as a missing person and then when I don’t turn up in time – a dead person. – only stated as dead for purposes such as insurance and tax returns.’
This brings back memories. Many years ago I was going to die with another person. Close to the same time and place. Her means was SLOW. Mine was complex. If either was to succeed, we needed each other. We both backed out of the deal after driving quite a ways together. But seeing the thought you have put into this reminds of the hours and hours of planning and discussing and researching that me and my cohort went through.
I sure remember she wanted certain outcomes, absolutely did not want certain other outcomes, and I was the same way. Trying to keep each other satisfied as to outcomes was far more challenging than either first realized.
Yeah. I had a few close friends growing up. They harmed themselves, but I always thought I was the most suicidal and the only one who would actually commit suicide. Then one of my best pals turns up dead in 2015. I’m in some mental hospital (barf btw) around the time she turns up fucking dead. Sometimes I get angry like I wish she would have taken me with her. I don’t know if it was accidental or planned or maybe she died in the hands of someone else – but fuck I wanted to die just as bad as her. She and I talked about our desire’s to end our lives before. That’s the only time I’ve ever talked to someone else about wanting to end my life. In person. Face to face. In detail. With emotion. Now I’ll say it and shit but have to pretend like I’m joking, if it slips. She should have taken me with her. I feel helpless, alone, she escaped – I can’t get out!! Whaaattttt hoooww doooeesss ttthhhhaaattt hhhhaappennn
But then again sometimes I think they hate me and she isn’t really dead. But she faked it an has a fake obituary. I STILL DONT KNOW.
More info on food and drink options. Is there a buffet? Please and thank you.
Only the finest foods and drinks. 😛
You know what I like!
Scheduling and planning a shark diving adventure put a smile on my face. Maybe they could find a mission for kamikazi pilot.
I’ve wanted to do that years ago (before I even became depressed lol). They actually have these adventures you can book. Diving with the sharks is one of them. They lock you up in a cage and put you in shark infested waters. The sharks can’t get to you and you get your thrills.
That would be a thrill hell yeah!
It falls in the fun, risky and expensive category 😛
Sounds like a dream to me, won’t have to worry about how to kill myself…I’d just want to visit a few swimming places and just be killed there
Murdered would be ok. Maybe not when you’re not expecting it, but like warn you first – let you get high one last time. You can thank god or whatever and then be killed.