I would like to die at the hand of someone who bested me in combat, perhaps stabbed or shot. (not betrayal anyone who knows me would know I loathe being betrayed)
I think I will go with being shot in the head at close range. It's quick and will be unlikely that i will feel anything. That or morphine overdose.
You're fun. :<
Mine would be kicking a poisoned shuriken back at a Japanese Shinobi at BlizzCon 2012.
Or kicking a cracked wall down in a skyscraper so it falls onto a rabble of menacing undead below, only to fall down with it and die trying to fend off the invaders with a Katana. Or with two Ninja-to, for a bit of style.
... You asked for creativity. And of course no I would not prefer dying in any of these ways... I don't quite plan my own death. :P
For me , i would like to die in a battle while i am a commander of a ancient army which wear armor,sword and shield to fight like Spartan.
Come on Paladin, something realistic now. ... Incase you can't tell, I'm being quite sarcastic... :P
Well, I'd live a life like Altair or Ezio from AC, then die like this.
But I guess that can count as in my sleep, so a rather epic death, like taking a bullet for someone or saving the world in the SAS or something similar.
I am walking to work on a fine fall evening, the leaves falling nicely, my job still untouched by the recession that engulfs the world. I work at an unnamed place purely staffed by desk workers.
I walk into the building,take the stairs to the 33rd floor and slide my hand into the check in slot. An unusual red light shows on the screen in front of me. Immediatly after the screen displays: The boss wants to see you in his office now. Of course, naturally, I begin to panic. Then I shrug it off and think positively about what I could be wanted for.
I stroll calmly to the office, greeting the usual crew of co-workers. The bosses office smells of sweet incense, like honey. He askes me to sit down. His face says "Strictly business", but his anxious, twitching hands say "something's happened"
I begin to fear but then he says, "My sons graduating from high school and I don't know what to get him." I simply, relieved say "Get him the new Xbox 1080." "Thanks." Is all he says. I have another thing to tell you, then BAM! A meteor crashes through the window into my chest killing me instantly.
I die happily, despite what the boss was going to say. (Which turns out to be news that I've just been layed off. Something which would have devestated my current, frivolous lifestyle. Dodged a bullet straight into a meteor.)
I dont know something impressive and not something imbearising like a toaster. Probaly either in a hail of bullets or how the Doctor (secretly he didnt) died. TIME TO SET THE SCENE: Utah, April 22nd 5:02 pm 2011. An impossible astronaut rises out of the lake me and some friends are at. I go over to the astronaut. After talking a little to the astronaut the astronaut raises his/her hand and I get hit three times by a laser coming out of the astronaut's finger. While my friends run over the astronaut retreats back into the lake. After they relize I'm dead they put my body in a canoe and lite my body on fire in a viking funeral, SCENE.
