Stop the world, I want to get off!

[vila_restal]

The world will end tomorrow. What do you do today?

Get off it of course! Suicide just stunts your growth. I've seen a couple of planets go up: one with a nuclear device down its volcano--bit close for comfort, that; one in some sort of Feldon crystal energy overload; and one moon taken out by tachyons if you can believe Egrorian. I mean, he could've just been showing us his holiday footage on that monitor. In most cases you don't get a lot of notice, but if I did, I'd be calling for teleport at the top of my voice.

Or do you mean the end of everything? Um, I assume this is hypothetical.

I don't really want to think about it. I don't know about you, but I get a certain amount of comfort out of thinking people will be around after I'm gone. If everyone's going to go at once, that's too awful to contemplate. So I won't. I'll take it as knowing I'm going to die in a few hours, and that's happened to me twice now--yes, obviously I was wrong. Actually, there've been lots of times I thought I was going to die, but these were the ones where I had a bit of notice.

The first time I thought I was trapped on a spaceship with no air. I might have panicked like that time Travis tried to suffocate us on Exbar, but Kerril was there. And besides, she came up with a much better idea.

The second time, I was trapped in a blown-up underground base with a virus in the aircon. There wasn't anyone there I'd have called a friend at the time and I'd been self-medicating myself for depression with the contents of Dorian's wine cellar, so I tried for an overdose so that when the time came I wouldn't care. Odd how you want to go on living even when it's no fun.

All in all, I'd go for option one, but this time I wouldn't care about getting dressed again afterwards and lying down with my hands folded on my chest to make a nice demure corpse to be found later. I'd go in Kerril's arms.