Imagine you had to kill yourself

It's called an Exit Bag, actually.
I was planning on using one of those.

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For some reason you are put in a position wherein you have to kill yourself in the most creative and deviant way possible.
Fill a wet suit with chum and sky dive into shark infested water, though my personal favorite is the killdozer. Entombing yourself in a custom bulldozer and wrecking economic havoc on those who wronged you without killing anyone is quite the way to go.
 
Deviant and extravagant, huh? I'd hunt down an oligarch's general location and record myself aggressively fucking one of their family members then kill them. Then find the oligarch, tie them up, and force them to watch that recording. After that, I'd slit their throat and write "The Aristocrats" in blood on the wall. Maybe shit on their corpse, too. By that time the police will probably be waiting outside, so I'll just sprint at them naked with a weapon in my hand and see what happens.
 
Deviant and extravagant, huh? I'd hunt down an oligarch's general location and record myself aggressively fucking one of their family members then kill them. Then find the oligarch, tie them up, and force them to watch that recording. After that, I'd slit their throat and write "The Aristocrats" in blood on the wall. Maybe shit on their corpse, too. By that time the police will probably be waiting outside, so I'll just sprint at them naked with a weapon in my hand and see what happens.

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jerk off into a giant vat until its full of cum and then break my limbs and jump in so i would be preserved like a deformed baby in a jar of formaldehyde
 
I'd down a cocktail of ebola and smallpox before embarking on a tour of my least favorite metropolitan areas, making sure to get as touchy feely with as much shit as I possibly can.
 
12 gauge, 00 buck, barrel in mouth pointed at brainstem.
The creative and deviant part comes in with the fact that I would do this with a large canvas behind me and a will that states my family receives the resulting painting (after it's been properly framed, of course) as part of my effects and belongings.
 
Unleash my inner weeb by strafing Mecca with an A6M Zero. Kamikaze that bitch right into the Black Stone during the Haj.

Start a real Weeb War up in this shit.
 
I'm going to cut to the chase and huff Febreze Fabric Extra Strength and Extra Efficience or something on livestream and see if Febreze actually kills me or not.
 
The very first thing I'd do is make sure that my family and friends know that my suicide wasn't because of anything they did. I've seen suicide destroy good people, and I would never want that to happen to anybody I cared about because of me.

As for the method, I'd want to do as much good as possible with my death as possible. I think I'd sign on to some medical experiment or something, and hope that my organs would be undamaged and fit to donate.
 
I'm going to cut to the chase and huff Febreze Fabric Extra Strength and Extra Efficience or something on livestream and see if Febreze actually kills me or not.

It won't. Jonathan Ross actually drank Febreze on livestream iirc and it didn't do shit except maybe give him the shits or something.
 
Get in my car, find the nearest set of train tracks, wait for a fast train to start coming, and drive full speed head-on into it, and give onlookers one hell of a fireworks show.
 
Drive to DC. Find a high place with a view of the Senate. Get cozy with a suppressed rifle and some iced tea. Pump round after round into lobbyists, representatives, lawyers, and their support staff until security is able to intervene.

On a Christian Minecraft server, obviously.
 
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