You die of being ninja'd

My death is only the beginning, and my followers brainwash the ninjas and lay siege to your house. You die not because of that, but because your cat attacks you. Your last thought is "I knew I should have fed that thing sooner".

Death, because while you are sieging my house you forget to eat.

You get disemboweled and used as a canvas for my art. At least you'll be immortalized in a museum.

I wasn't dead! I come back as a wiyt and strangle you.

Ieyfura (As a paladin or similar holy knight-type) smites you.

Because I was a holy person in life another paladin realising what she did kicks her out and shuns her, because you told here to smite me she goes and kills you!

While in Tokyo you go to a fast train. You start throwing up while you're in it, and you constantly do that for at least 5 minutes. Someone who works there throws you off the train before you get to the place. You fall down and die.

You're addicting Runescape for hours, you finally go to bed having an epic boss fight against Nex. You have a dream, Nex is in the dream, he reaches out and strangles you in the dream. You never wake up!!!

Nex is female and *really* hates being referred to as 'he'. She murders you in broad daylight.

Because Nex is just all evil and hates basically everything but herself, she kills you for the hell of it too.

You die in a plane crash. Puking.

 

[hide]And by the way I WAS creative, see the end of the first line of this post to see the creative part.[/hide]

Covered in bubblewrap, but the real death is when people stomp all over you to pop the bubbles. Or at least tears you out of the wrap, chucks you off a ledge, then does the popping.

During the Robopocalypse, you sell humanity's secrets - Notably, the location of supply caches left by doomsday planners- to our future mechanical overlords, and are allowed to oversee the slave camps/mines. You are killed by robots after falling in love with an attractive [your preference here]: You find yourself unable to execute them in front of millions of robotic spectators and are forced to watch [interest] be tortured and killed before the same is done to you.

 

Your death motivates the resistance movement, so it's not a complete loss :grin:

You star in a Prison Romance movie. Unfortunately, the director was dead serious on wanting realism to where he frames you for murder, gets you in Max Security and hires prisoners and guards to play the parts, installing hidden cameras for the recording. The story plays itself out.

Wait a minute, he's in prison. How exactly is that dead?

 

The real Loki is pissed at you for plagiarizing his name so he kills you.

Impaled with spears and left attached to an automatic torture rack that slowly stretches you over a 48 hour period until your muscles tear, bones, crack, and vessels ripped asunder, eventually dying from either dehydration, shock, or the septic waste that wasn't cleaned up.

 

I am so vicious. And Blaze, read more thoroughly.

You are cornered by a psychologically unbalanced individual who randomly bites off your toes making you walk without balance or control into the path of a well placed train track.

Thrown into a deviant Venus Fly Trap... on Mars. Upside is that you're the first human on the plan-- no way, this is staged, but you're still going to die to a depraved carnivorous plant that loves humans.

You will step out your door and you will get shot and an officer will tell you we thought you were our suspect and then 5 minutes later they will realize you were their suspect and will kill you.

Someone from your dark past goes to the present and kills you.

Arms and legs attached to T-Rexes who are commanded to run in opposite directions while wearing a latex suit to show the visual ripping in detail.

You participate in a civil war re-enactment that goes off the rails when you try to roleplay a spy for the Canadians.

You contract a flesh eating virus that you obtained whilst skinny dipping with the Dalai Lama.

You are surrounded by toy soldiers who are alive and kill you.