This is an idea for a character death scene. TW: guns, shooting, mentioning wounds and torture, falling to death,  suicide/murder (it's kinda hard to tell which). stay safe. 

About the character: the character (i imagined as female but it's up to you) is a storyteller with a  ✨Tragic past✨, they are very open about all things and like to dramatize them with big hand movements and acting them out sometimes, they are bubbly and will tell stories as coping mechanisms for past or preset stress. there is however one story they won't share, the story of their (mother/father/important older person role)s' death. they are also very smart and stubborn, coming up with the best possible plan in their heads and only doing things, including dieing, on their own terms. they have a necklace that is there most prised possession that is passed down through friends/family.

Scene: The group of main characters are surrounded by the enemy,  they have been told that they will be captured and thrown in some sort of captivity. they think there is no hope and that's when the leader of the whole operation of enemies asks: "any final words to your friend before your locked up forever away from them?" this is they're response.

"Yknow (insert main characters nickname here), I never did tell you that one story, the one I told you was too painful to  bring up...well i think now's the time to tell it. My (mother/father/important older person role) was a rebel like us, always fighting, always talking, they were stubborn, that's where i got it from. well one day they got cornered and they and their friends were gonna be locked up forever never seeing the sun ever again and be torchered to madness. I've told you before that my (mother/father/important older person role) was smart and loyal, they'd do anything for the people they trusted and cared about, so when the time came they knew what they were willing to do to allow their friends to escape. when the guard asked for their final requests, they took this necklace off," they removed the necklace from around their neck and handed it to me, smiling sadly eyes filled with pain but determination. "they gave it to their close friend who later gave it to me, telling me this story." they made eye contact with everyone in our group, almost i reassurance though i didn't know why or here they were going with this, "Finally they looked the guard dead in the eyes, giving their friend the signal to get ready to flee," They looked the leader of our enemy dead in the eyes and said, "they looked him dead in the eyes and said,  I'd Rather Be Shot." the coldness of their voice rang out through the mountain range we stood in as they lunged with full murderous rage at our enemy, bullets flew towards them as they grabbed his shirt and  pulled him off the cliff behind him, bullets through their head and chest, a triumphant smile on their face as they plummeted to their final resting place and our enemies demise, taking themselves and our enemy out with them, giving us time to flee. they died as they lived, on their own terms and a downfall to the ones they hated.

Thats it thats the idea

✨later nerds✨

-Artemis-