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 Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2008 8:51 pm
The pencil falls off a tall building onto my head where it impales my skull. I die from the wound later in the local hospital.
I drop a sandwich.
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Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2008 8:58 pm
I pick up a sandwich and choke on the olive loaf inside. Also, I'm allergic to whole wheat. I die choking and from my allergies.
I drop my drumsticks.
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Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2008 9:35 pm
I find a pair of drumsticks. Being a french horn, I have no need for drumsticks, so I give them to a random stranger. Well I guess he didn't like me because he stabed me in the chest with one of the sticks...
I drop my french horn... crying
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Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2008 10:52 pm
I pick up the french horn and play it (I play horn and handily have my mouthpiece =P). Someone doesn't like my playing though, and drops a cinder block on my head from twenty stories up. My skull is instantly crushed and I die on the spot.
I drop my beautiful silver mouthpiece. gonk
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 6:55 am
I trip on your mouth piece, fall into a drain pipe that's open due to construction and then die because the rats eat me sad
I drop a dead rat.
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 6:00 pm
As I walk up to a dead rat on the ground, a very large feral cat runs up to it and proceeds to eat it. Then, annoyed by my presence, it scratches my eyes out and I die of infection.
I drop a crumpled piece of paper.
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 6:37 pm
I pick up the piece of paper, but it is actually a cleverly hidden trap that shoots a toxic dart into my arm. I die from the venom within, writhing in agony on the sidewalk as pedestrians give me weird looks.
I drop my glasses.
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 8:09 pm
I step on the glasses. Breaking them and sending pieces of glass into my foot. I get gangrene in the wounds and die a slow painful death.
I drop my Will.
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 10:39 pm
I find the will, but it is cursed. I die a slow painful death minutes after picking it up.
I drop a paintbrush...
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 7:16 pm
I pick up the paintbrush and begin painting at wall at my house. I get lead poisoning from the paint and die.
I drop a car.
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 9:59 pm
This is the second time a car has fallen on my head!!!! I am crushed on impact.
I drop on of those paper fortune teller thingys....
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 12:58 am
I pick it up and read it. 'You have great fortune in the near future to look forward to.' Unfortunately, it doesn't specify good or bad. I get sniped by a hitman on the way home. My brains end up splattered all over the sidewalk as other pedestrians run about in terror.
I drop my bike.
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 8:20 pm
I go for a ride on the bike only to have the handle bars pop off as I near an intersection. I roll out into the intersection and get hit by a semi.
I drop a bike tire.
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 10:38 pm
I throw a bike tire I found against a wall...not a smart move. The tire rebounds and hits me in the face, thus rendering me unconscious. A homicidal maniac sees me and kills me for the fun of it.
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 7:43 pm
Nothing hits me in the head and I die slowly from blood loss.
I drop a chair.
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