My friend owes a sketchy dude money, so he's been asked to "deliver a package" to another sketchy dude 4 hours away. I dont have kids or dependents, so my buddy asks me to help him out. Shit goes side ways and it becomes clear only one of us is gonna make it out alive. He's got a wife and kids, i just have student loans, so i take the gun and hold off the pissed of dudes while he makes a break for it. I take two hits to my right shoulder before giving them the slip. I know I'm not gonna make it to the hospital, so i make my way to the bench on the river walk nearby so that this can be the last thing i see before i die knowing i did at least one good deed.
Then the craziest thing happened. A golden retriever walked up to me with a stick. He put it in my lap and I faded out in a blinding white light. I woke up with my arm bandaged in a brightly lit, but eerily silent room. I try to move my arm. "Shit." I reach over with my other arm and push the button to tilt up the powered gurney. "The fuck..." as I sit up and look more closely, my arm has actually been converted into a fully mechanical cyborg arm with what appears to be a modified belt fed StG 44 mounted to it and loosely wrapped in bandages. As I wince in pain, the door flies open. Two thugs dressed in black barge in holding a scruffy doctor by the collar. One points his pistol at me. "There's that motherf--" an eruption of gunfire occurs. I look to my left and there's a smoking hole in bed pillow behind me.
After the smoke clears all three men lay on the ground. I drag myself out of bed and kneel at the doctors side. He has a wound in his abdomen. "Your friend.. they have him.... And his family" he says with some effort. "Where?" I demand. He points to one of the slain thugs. A phone protruded from his hip pocket. I unlock it with his thumb print. GPS coordinates. I stand up, the sound of spent shells rolling on the ground and my new arm whirring. Looking at it, I know what I must do now. I pick up the ammo bag next to the bed and sling it over my shoulder and walk out the door.
The White Snow is a symbol of purity a Void of sin blood is the sacrifice for mankind a symbol as seen in the hit TV show Jesus Christ, this is a desire to sacrifice yourself for the sins of the world.
How will the school know you're teaching more? There's not more students paying tuition? I guess you'll use your magical language to do so telepathically.
Maybe we can talk about how a shit load of men fantasize about dying a peaceful and necessary death instead of wanting to live or having to live in reality?
You don't want to detonate the explosives while you're still dangling from the bridge pylon because the enemy army is advancing and there's not enough time to get away safely before they cross?
I think I'd actually like to stand on the bridge and gently play a tune on my flute to distract them long enough for the explosives to go off as they cautiously approach the center where I wait.
Many pieces of film/TV have scenes where a guy has been mortally wounded doing something for the greater good and then bleeds out in a scene like this. It's like a melancholic righteous death
But if you do gotta bleed out it might as well do it on fresh snow in an eerily quiet and peaceful setting, so as the steam rises from your blood your essence gently fades away
Yeah. That's about the only way that I can figure it could be done optically. Or else just fix it in post.
From a visual standpoint I know it lacks realism if we have a man bleeding out against the bench with no footprints or disturbance to show how he got there. But visually it looks better. I'd also costume the man in very gray colours, with almost the only noticeable color being the pool of red slowly spreading. Frank Miller-ish.
It's starts cloudy and when the fight ends it begins to snow. As the protagonist monolgues he and the cooling corpse of his rival bleed out in the accumulating snow. Bam no footprints, two slowly spreading blood pools, monologue, fade to white.
This man has been protecting a young kid from afar. The kid's never met him, but this man has spent the last few months keeping the bad people away from him and it's taken a very obvious toll on his body. Finally, in the final confrontation, he's mortally wounded and bleeding out after killing the "main" antagonist. He goes to his grave stoically, with no one ever knowing what he sacrificed.
Some say that vfx editors and post houses within a 5 mile radius have a fire-department-esque alarm whenever it is muttered 3 times. They’ll show up to grab dailies, curse you for not figuring out a solution in pre-production, then begrudgingly fix the issues.
For the justification for no footprints, you could have it in the script that the one dying fell into place. Fighting atop a crane, in a helicopter, or whatever. Seems appropriate for the kind of film that would end with a nice shot like that anyway. For the practical side, simply catapult the actor into position.
Cause Allie this the one time men are allowed to get in touch with their feelings with no judgement. It's cinema to go out this way. Way better than dying behind the Arby's dumpster with your pants down. No one wants to die like that.
When you clock out in the snow, have a smoke or swig from a flask or have in your hand a well loved photo of a loved one. Also have no ID, make it a mystery. Go out like a true boss.
Picture it, though: You're a bad man and you know that one good deed won't change that, even at the cost of your life - but maybe it's enough to regain your soul. The wound doesn't hurt any more and you know that's a sign the end is coming but for the first time in years you feel at peace. Individual snowflakes are settling on your skin like chilly kisses as your eyelids get heavy.
What you mean by bad man? unless you're committing war/ sex crimes... try therapy, drugs or changing your gender.
It's sad that people daydream about that but also kinda delusionally narcissistic, like in a way that could benefit from therapy or just talking to a single other person
I mean that bleeding out in the snow is a cinematic fate usually reserved for hardened killers who are fatally wounded in the process of redeeming themselves. The quiet of the scene reflects the silencing of their inner demons and they accept death with dignity and even a measure of grace.
The hospital will help anyone at the ER, maybe hand your wallet to a friend so you don't even need to give them any real personal info if you're that afraid of debt.
The lighting is wrong. Need either footlights like you would have on a flight of stairs or omnipresent lighting from an unknown source in the sky. 3/10 would not die here.
TW (trigger warning) paragraph 2 (spoilered, but some instances don't correctly spoiler)
the thing of protagonist (usually not great) does something awesome and dies from it (haven't watched blade runner)
::: spoiler TW (Trigger warning)
also when I said this, some dark thoughts were going through my head... yeah I'm ok, don't worry. I originally thought it was something to do with said thoughts. I thought it meant they want to die. Sorry this turned dark really fast.
It sounds cool to "bleed out", but realistically lots of marginalized and oppressed people simply freeze to death due to the intentional deprivation of basic human needs.
My friend owes a sketchy dude money, so he's been asked to "deliver a package" to another sketchy dude 4 hours away. I dont have kids or dependents, so my buddy asks me to help him out. Shit goes side ways and it becomes clear only one of us is gonna make it out alive. He's got a wife and kids, i just have student loans, so i take the gun and hold off the pissed of dudes while he makes a break for it. I take two hits to my right shoulder before giving them the slip. I know I'm not gonna make it to the hospital, so i make my way to the bench on the river walk nearby so that this can be the last thing i see before i die knowing i did at least one good deed.
That's what guys mean when they say that.
Then the craziest thing happened. A golden retriever walked up to me with a stick. He put it in my lap and I faded out in a blinding white light. I woke up with my arm bandaged in a brightly lit, but eerily silent room. I try to move my arm. "Shit." I reach over with my other arm and push the button to tilt up the powered gurney. "The fuck..." as I sit up and look more closely, my arm has actually been converted into a fully mechanical cyborg arm with what appears to be a modified belt fed StG 44 mounted to it and loosely wrapped in bandages. As I wince in pain, the door flies open. Two thugs dressed in black barge in holding a scruffy doctor by the collar. One points his pistol at me. "There's that motherf--" an eruption of gunfire occurs. I look to my left and there's a smoking hole in bed pillow behind me.
After the smoke clears all three men lay on the ground. I drag myself out of bed and kneel at the doctors side. He has a wound in his abdomen. "Your friend.. they have him.... And his family" he says with some effort. "Where?" I demand. He points to one of the slain thugs. A phone protruded from his hip pocket. I unlock it with his thumb print. GPS coordinates. I stand up, the sound of spent shells rolling on the ground and my new arm whirring. Looking at it, I know what I must do now. I pick up the ammo bag next to the bed and sling it over my shoulder and walk out the door.
Fucking bravo 👏 I wanna read the rest of this book.
Can I have this book? I wanna read it!
(っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ
It is a far, far better thing I do, than I have ever done.
Nah, I'm staying behind to get as many spite kills as possible!
Yeah I am definitely not eating lead for someone else's kids.
You aren't eating lead for his kids. You're eating lead for your friend.he has everything to lose and you have nothing left
Who decides to remove these posts?
it was a poem about bleeding out into the snow… i was kinda proud of it.
Reddit automod is leaking to other websites
Mods need an excuse to use the fancy remove button
According to one of my brothers, this theme is where Santa got his colors.
Removed my bod
After I bled out in the snow.
The White Snow is a symbol of purity a Void of sin blood is the sacrifice for mankind a symbol as seen in the hit TV show Jesus Christ, this is a desire to sacrifice yourself for the sins of the world.
Ah if it isnt my high school English teacher
Soldier! Drop and give me 20 essays now!
Mrs. R! I thought you had too much to mark before the end of the term! What are you doing schooling people online?
(/j)
I get paid more this way.
How will the school know you're teaching more? There's not more students paying tuition? I guess you'll use your magical language to do so telepathically.
(/j)
Maybe we can talk about how a shit load of men fantasize about dying a peaceful and necessary death instead of wanting to live or having to live in reality?
Cuz fuck, that's so bleak.
Is that not normal?
You don't want to detonate the explosives while you're still dangling from the bridge pylon because the enemy army is advancing and there's not enough time to get away safely before they cross?
I think I'd actually like to stand on the bridge and gently play a tune on my flute to distract them long enough for the explosives to go off as they cautiously approach the center where I wait.
Nice, man. Charisma 100+
uhhh, charisma -100.
I know. I play the flute.
I get it but at the same time I do not. It is a reference to a movie or something?
Many pieces of film/TV have scenes where a guy has been mortally wounded doing something for the greater good and then bleeds out in a scene like this. It's like a melancholic righteous death
We are speaking to the truth of our current world: there is no hope anymore.
Blade Runner 2049 reference maybe?
Maybe don't run around with blades if you don't want to cut yourself and bleed out.
But if you do gotta bleed out it might as well do it on fresh snow in an eerily quiet and peaceful setting, so as the steam rises from your blood your essence gently fades away
It’s at 2049 already? Damn I’ve missed 2048 Blade Runner movies.
It was a trope long before that movie though.
The cinematographer in me is wondering how I would go about staging the scene without putting footprints in the snow.
Composite 2 shots maybe? You would have to be sure to map routes in and out of the scene and then make sure the action doesn't cross those routes.
Yeah. That's about the only way that I can figure it could be done optically. Or else just fix it in post.
From a visual standpoint I know it lacks realism if we have a man bleeding out against the bench with no footprints or disturbance to show how he got there. But visually it looks better. I'd also costume the man in very gray colours, with almost the only noticeable color being the pool of red slowly spreading. Frank Miller-ish.
It's starts cloudy and when the fight ends it begins to snow. As the protagonist monolgues he and the cooling corpse of his rival bleed out in the accumulating snow. Bam no footprints, two slowly spreading blood pools, monologue, fade to white.
I'd say no dialogue. Tell the story visually.
This man has been protecting a young kid from afar. The kid's never met him, but this man has spent the last few months keeping the bad people away from him and it's taken a very obvious toll on his body. Finally, in the final confrontation, he's mortally wounded and bleeding out after killing the "main" antagonist. He goes to his grave stoically, with no one ever knowing what he sacrificed.
You are thinking too hard.
Just projectile him into position.
Say fix it in post 3 times. Then shoot clean plates and hope the studio has a vfx budget.
Does that make a computer effects tech appear like Beetlejuice?
Some say that vfx editors and post houses within a 5 mile radius have a fire-department-esque alarm whenever it is muttered 3 times. They’ll show up to grab dailies, curse you for not figuring out a solution in pre-production, then begrudgingly fix the issues.
For the justification for no footprints, you could have it in the script that the one dying fell into place. Fighting atop a crane, in a helicopter, or whatever. Seems appropriate for the kind of film that would end with a nice shot like that anyway. For the practical side, simply catapult the actor into position.
I want to bleed out not on the bench, but just below it, my back propped up by the wood.
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appropriate username
Behold my works, ye mighty, and despair!
Settle down, Ozzy.
Oh fuck yeah that's prime real estate
It doesn't have to be that way if you just leave John wick the fuck alone.
Listen, periods are not as glamorous as you’ve been led to believe.
Is that Lady Snowblood? I still need to watch that
Ayup.
Cause Allie this the one time men are allowed to get in touch with their feelings with no judgement. It's cinema to go out this way. Way better than dying behind the Arby's dumpster with your pants down. No one wants to die like that.
When you clock out in the snow, have a smoke or swig from a flask or have in your hand a well loved photo of a loved one. Also have no ID, make it a mystery. Go out like a true boss.
Kinda like the Somerton Man although he died having a cigarette on the beach, leaving behind a coded message and a possible illegitimate child.
Picture it, though: You're a bad man and you know that one good deed won't change that, even at the cost of your life - but maybe it's enough to regain your soul. The wound doesn't hurt any more and you know that's a sign the end is coming but for the first time in years you feel at peace. Individual snowflakes are settling on your skin like chilly kisses as your eyelids get heavy.
What you mean by bad man? unless you're committing war/ sex crimes... try therapy, drugs or changing your gender. It's sad that people daydream about that but also kinda delusionally narcissistic, like in a way that could benefit from therapy or just talking to a single other person
I mean that bleeding out in the snow is a cinematic fate usually reserved for hardened killers who are fatally wounded in the process of redeeming themselves. The quiet of the scene reflects the silencing of their inner demons and they accept death with dignity and even a measure of grace.
I dig well-executed tropes.
Ash, just go to the hospital please...
No
With what money
For the shop there? Or parking?
The hospital will help anyone at the ER, maybe hand your wallet to a friend so you don't even need to give them any real personal info if you're that afraid of debt.
The hospital near my house has a HORRIBLE track record of letting people die in the waiting room.
As opposed to dying on the steps.
They do have wheelchairs and ramps that are reasonably well maintained
Yes however we will be alone with snow falling?
Ooooh that's a good spot to die on.
It's from Istanbul, apparently
Not Constantinople?
That's nobodies' business but the Turks
Been a long time gone, Constantinople.
brb, putting on the Ritz.
My second home and I didn't recognize it. /blushes
Edit: then again, resolution sucks and this could be anywhere, really.
Not enough cats in this picture
Not Constantinople?
The seduction of the Noir.
I'd like to do baby footprints with the side of my loosely clinched hand and dab in the toes with my fingers, but whatever.
It's possible to do two things with one's life.
Screw that, I'm not bleeding out freezing.
On the other hand it would make one metal snow angel.
Is that the war-torn moon Europa?
This reminds me of that Don McLean song Vincent.
And the virgin snow line. I really like that song.
The lighting is wrong. Need either footlights like you would have on a flight of stairs or omnipresent lighting from an unknown source in the sky. 3/10 would not die here.
That wouldn't be so bad.
Too cold; blood'll freeze and stopped bleeding.
You wouldn't understand...
Bleed (out here) or (bleed out) here?
Bleed out
Heck you want to freeze to death while bleeding to death? Maximizing suffering.
I'm sure the wound will just freeze closed right?
If I go numb, I can't feel it right?
(not a dude, but still)
Good point, I think...
No, not at all.
It's me coping with humor (or trying to)
I think I might get it
I don't know if I do can someone explain it?
Watch Blade Runner 2049 and make believe that you're a real boy.
TW (trigger warning) paragraph 2 (spoilered, but some instances don't correctly spoiler)
the thing of protagonist (usually not great) does something awesome and dies from it (haven't watched blade runner)
::: spoiler TW (Trigger warning)
also when I said this, some dark thoughts were going through my head... yeah I'm ok, don't worry. I originally thought it was something to do with said thoughts. I thought it meant they want to die. Sorry this turned dark really fast.
:::
have a great day
Yeah, you're right about the protagonist doing something selfless before finding peace in the snow of a lonely but beautiful landscape.
Yeah
Blade Runner 2049?
https://youtu.be/XK0mjeIky0Y
The original
It sounds cool to "bleed out", but realistically lots of marginalized and oppressed people simply freeze to death due to the intentional deprivation of basic human needs.
Ah yes, the best way to counter the misoginists: misandry
That must be Pizzacake.
Yikes
Is there some sarcasm I'm missing?
Yeah right? I love unprovoked attacks on something I didn't choose to be.
That's a yikes
No thanks, I'd rather get vaporized by a neutron star, I had enough man stuff. Let's trade!
Username doesn't check out?
How nice of your gender
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