• spittingimage@lemmy.world
    13·
    7 days ago

    Picture it, though: You’re a bad man and you know that one good deed won’t change that, even at the cost of your life - but maybe it’s enough to regain your soul. The wound doesn’t hurt any more and you know that’s a sign the end is coming but for the first time in years you feel at peace. Individual snowflakes are settling on your skin like chilly kisses as your eyelids get heavy.

    • TeraByteMarx@lemmy.dbzer0.comEnglish
      31·
      7 days ago

      What you mean by bad man? unless you’re committing war/ sex crimes… try therapy, drugs or changing your gender. It’s sad that people daydream about that but also kinda delusionally narcissistic, like in a way that could benefit from therapy or just talking to a single other person

      • spittingimage@lemmy.world
        4·
        6 days ago

        I mean that bleeding out in the snow is a cinematic fate usually reserved for hardened killers who are fatally wounded in the process of redeeming themselves. The quiet of the scene reflects the silencing of their inner demons and they accept death with dignity and even a measure of grace.

        I dig well-executed tropes.

  • AgentOrangesicle@lemmy.world
    4·
    7 days ago

    The lighting is wrong. Need either footlights like you would have on a flight of stairs or omnipresent lighting from an unknown source in the sky. 3/10 would not die here.

      • Camille_Jamal@sh.itjust.worksEnglish
        1·
        3 days ago

        TW (trigger warning) paragraph 2 (spoilered, but some instances don’t correctly spoiler)

        the thing of protagonist (usually not great) does something awesome and dies from it (haven’t watched blade runner)

        TW (Trigger warning)

        also when I said this, some dark thoughts were going through my head… yeah I’m ok, don’t worry. I originally thought it was something to do with said thoughts. I thought it meant they want to die. Sorry this turned dark really fast.

        have a great day

        • AgentOrangesicle@lemmy.world
          1·
          2 days ago

          Yeah, you’re right about the protagonist doing something selfless before finding peace in the snow of a lonely but beautiful landscape.

  • BakerBagel@midwest.social
    1061·
    8 days ago

    My friend owes a sketchy dude money, so he’s been asked to “deliver a package” to another sketchy dude 4 hours away. I dont have kids or dependents, so my buddy asks me to help him out. Shit goes side ways and it becomes clear only one of us is gonna make it out alive. He’s got a wife and kids, i just have student loans, so i take the gun and hold off the pissed of dudes while he makes a break for it. I take two hits to my right shoulder before giving them the slip. I know I’m not gonna make it to the hospital, so i make my way to the bench on the river walk nearby so that this can be the last thing i see before i die knowing i did at least one good deed.

    That’s what guys mean when they say that.

    • Quadhammer@lemmy.world
      171·
      7 days ago

      Then the craziest thing happened. A golden retriever walked up to me with a stick. He put it in my lap and I faded out in a blinding white light. I woke up with my arm bandaged in a brightly lit, but eerily silent room. I try to move my arm. “Shit.” I reach over with my other arm and push the button to tilt up the powered gurney. “The fuck…” as I sit up and look more closely, my arm has actually been converted into a fully mechanical cyborg arm with what appears to be a modified belt fed StG 44 mounted to it and loosely wrapped in bandages. As I wince in pain, the door flies open. Two thugs dressed in black barge in holding a scruffy doctor by the collar. One points his pistol at me. “There’s that motherf–” an eruption of gunfire occurs. I look to my left and there’s a smoking hole in bed pillow behind me.

      After the smoke clears all three men lay on the ground. I drag myself out of bed and kneel at the doctors side. He has a wound in his abdomen. “Your friend… they have him… And his family” he says with some effort. “Where?” I demand. He points to one of the slain thugs. A phone protruded from his hip pocket. I unlock it with his thumb print. GPS coordinates. I stand up, the sound of spent shells rolling on the ground and my new arm whirring. Looking at it, I know what I must do now. I pick up the ammo bag next to the bed and sling it over my shoulder and walk out the door.

  • SoftestSapphic@lemmy.world
    281·
    7 days ago

    Maybe we can talk about how a shit load of men fantasize about dying a peaceful and necessary death instead of wanting to live or having to live in reality?

    Cuz fuck, that’s so bleak.

    • Agent641@lemmy.world
      10·
      7 days ago

      Is that not normal?

      You don’t want to detonate the explosives while you’re still dangling from the bridge pylon because the enemy army is advancing and there’s not enough time to get away safely before they cross?

  • stupidcasey@lemmy.world
    325·
    8 days ago

    The White Snow is a symbol of purity a Void of sin blood is the sacrifice for mankind a symbol as seen in the hit TV show Jesus Christ, this is a desire to sacrifice yourself for the sins of the world.