Your artwork decides to raise its value by slaying you. They may not get the inheritance, but their worth skyrockets.

You will fall down an up escalator for days and days until dying of dehydration.

Jimmy milks your teats until there is nothing left. Then you're hit by an old timey milk truck.

Someone will grab your shoes, force feed one of them to you and beat you to death with the other, and then feeding you to the sharks.

You will die of old age, happy, content, surrounded by your loved ones, and with no regrets.

You are mistaken for an elephant so you are sent to a warehouse full of elephants.

 

Unfortunately for you, there is no room for you in it and you go between two elephants and crush because of it and die.

You buy time for a ragtag group of survivors during the zombie apocaypse.

You will die doing what you love; parachuting without a parachute.

You are the fourth ingredient in the creation of a Gooturducken and get stuffed in a fridge after being boiled.

Your pointless and not to mention stupid hatred towards me eventually gets you killed.

You decided to engage in the pastime of hiking. Unfortunately, being unaware you bought a dated (and poorly translated) guide book, several things went awry. First of all, you get bitten by several serpents and use the wrong antidote each time, then run into five hives of angry hornets without the knowledge of it due to the book's lack of information, piss off several crazy hunters, and then succumb after an unfortunate counter with Poison Ivy.

 

Mother Nature is a jerkass.

Dysentry.

You get scorched alive attempting to bring a Muffin Factory to life as a sentient mecha. It makes sense in context.

You venture into a nuclear power plant hoping to gain superpowers, and are shot by the guards. Your bullet-riddled remains gain the ability to see through walls.

You puke to death after seeing a Garbodor in real life.

 

Like any other sane human being would.

But he's so huggable! ...And what the [bleep], it's bigger than I am? Kill it with fire!

 

Naturally, my terrible eyesight causes me to miss and hit you.

While taking a shower it starts bleeding instead of water coming out. And Freddy Krueger joins you for shower so he can brutally murder you.

You accidentally offend the Wizard That Did It. He does it.

The puny mortal ^ is smited by my  godsword!

You are combo'd to death by a volvidon.

 

You try to build powered armor, and are killed when a tree branch crushes your car on the way back from the hardware store.

*Bites Alg's head off like a true Lioness*

 

There, you're now dead.

 

On a side note, should I edit the title to change "zee" to "see" ? It's kinda driving me nuts V.V...

In your attempt to alter the title an angry mob attacks you for touching their original title

Death by fireworks!!

Death by Sinkholes.

 

All the trees/rocks/and fish you've ever harvested will be sent by the Naabe master to come and haunt you