something went horribly askew [now killing is their only source of joy]
Met a kid on a bridge last night contemplating freedom
Met a kid on a bridge last night and he said I'm tired of this maddening life
He's okay with the irony of the situation.
Looking down from the edge, he's still doing the math in his head. What are the odds of surviving a one hundred and ninety two foot fall? He remembers his tenth grade physics class doing an experimentation based on the Coronado Bridge. Mostly he thinks it's because everyone wanted to throw eggs off the edge of the bridge and not because force equals mass times acceleration divided by the square root of one minus the ratio squared of the object's velocity to the speed of light.
He does remember - not just creaming Duncan in the back of the head with one of the eggs - that approximately a body hitting the water at this height, this speed and his mass, would be like crashing into a brick wall at eighty miles per hour straight to zero. They discussed what would happen if someone jumped off the bridge. There was something about the physics of inertia and how your body may have stopped but your internal organs are still going at that speed. Ribs get broken and impact ends up shoving shards into the heart and lungs.
Just in case you weren't dead enough.
So, he figures he can die one of two ways on this bridge. He hits the water, the impact kills him. Hopefully, quickly. Some internal bleeding and being knocked unconscious would be preferable. Or, he drowns. He hits the water fast and his body plunges into the water deeply. He breathes in saltwater and he asphyxiates right there and then.
Tipping his flask towards the water as he performs his balancing act, he lets the water drink him in.
If there was any way to go, this was it. He thinks his mother got that too. Bridges aren't a clean death, and now - more than ever - he understands the purpose of letting your guts spill out of your body. So everyone can see what life really is. So life can reflect death. Messy and horrible and painful. There is no other way.
Multiple blunt force trauma is what they call it. He drinks to that. Lilly would love this, which he doesn't drink to. Lilly loved chaos and, hey, he was the root of it. Misguided and dysfunctional, he imagined himself as a masterpiece. Every art had its destruction. Really, honestly, he truly believes that this will be nothing. He'll be nothing, fragments that used to compose a whole lot of nothing ebbing away eaten by fish and decomposing back into nothing.
He's okay with that too.
This wouldn't be like Lilly or his mother. Mourning would occur and then, sometime in the future, things would just achieve this sense of being "fine" - of life again. Duncan would have his life and Veronica would have hers. Trina wouldn't miss him, but she'd get a career boost, and his father... well, not like he wanted to do any favors, but this certainly wasn't going to cause any insomnia. Maybe he'd get a pet to beat instead or something, the psycho.
The only thing he's not sure of is if he has the courage to take that step. But he's definitely okay with the irony of the situation.
Muse: Logan Echolls
Fandom: Veronica Mars
Words: 653
Met a kid on a bridge last night and he said I'm tired of this maddening life
He's okay with the irony of the situation.
Looking down from the edge, he's still doing the math in his head. What are the odds of surviving a one hundred and ninety two foot fall? He remembers his tenth grade physics class doing an experimentation based on the Coronado Bridge. Mostly he thinks it's because everyone wanted to throw eggs off the edge of the bridge and not because force equals mass times acceleration divided by the square root of one minus the ratio squared of the object's velocity to the speed of light.
He does remember - not just creaming Duncan in the back of the head with one of the eggs - that approximately a body hitting the water at this height, this speed and his mass, would be like crashing into a brick wall at eighty miles per hour straight to zero. They discussed what would happen if someone jumped off the bridge. There was something about the physics of inertia and how your body may have stopped but your internal organs are still going at that speed. Ribs get broken and impact ends up shoving shards into the heart and lungs.
Just in case you weren't dead enough.
So, he figures he can die one of two ways on this bridge. He hits the water, the impact kills him. Hopefully, quickly. Some internal bleeding and being knocked unconscious would be preferable. Or, he drowns. He hits the water fast and his body plunges into the water deeply. He breathes in saltwater and he asphyxiates right there and then.
Tipping his flask towards the water as he performs his balancing act, he lets the water drink him in.
If there was any way to go, this was it. He thinks his mother got that too. Bridges aren't a clean death, and now - more than ever - he understands the purpose of letting your guts spill out of your body. So everyone can see what life really is. So life can reflect death. Messy and horrible and painful. There is no other way.
Multiple blunt force trauma is what they call it. He drinks to that. Lilly would love this, which he doesn't drink to. Lilly loved chaos and, hey, he was the root of it. Misguided and dysfunctional, he imagined himself as a masterpiece. Every art had its destruction. Really, honestly, he truly believes that this will be nothing. He'll be nothing, fragments that used to compose a whole lot of nothing ebbing away eaten by fish and decomposing back into nothing.
He's okay with that too.
This wouldn't be like Lilly or his mother. Mourning would occur and then, sometime in the future, things would just achieve this sense of being "fine" - of life again. Duncan would have his life and Veronica would have hers. Trina wouldn't miss him, but she'd get a career boost, and his father... well, not like he wanted to do any favors, but this certainly wasn't going to cause any insomnia. Maybe he'd get a pet to beat instead or something, the psycho.
The only thing he's not sure of is if he has the courage to take that step. But he's definitely okay with the irony of the situation.
Muse: Logan Echolls
Fandom: Veronica Mars
Words: 653