One of the posts in a group I follow on Facebook asked the following question;
“What’s the most gruesome way you’ve ever killed off a character in one of your books?”
Here are a selection of the answers. What a nasty lot you are! Hope you’re not reading this at breakfast.
One of my important secondary characters was shot through the heart after electroshock didn’t work. And her daughter, the MC of the book, was forced to watch.
Zombies ate her guts out while she watched….lol.
Snapped neck and then a bullet in the head for good measure. Oh, then they burned the body just to be sure.
Leg and dangly bits cut off and eaten by cannibals 😵
Fell in a vat of acid and then a bunch of fireworks were down the street and as he was walking home they set him on fire so an ambulance was just happening by and they put him out and loaded him up to get 10 blocks and at the turn in for the ER and have a fire truck run into the ambulance and send it over the embankment across from the hospital to have it come to rest at the edge of the Ohio River when a tugboat snatches the edge of the ambulance and as the guy was making his way out and throw him on deck of the tugboat. The tugboat captain called the Coast Guard and airlifted him to the hospital where they did the wrong surgery on him, and he got rich and lived happily ever after.
Knife jabbed through a gaping mouth’s tongue, exits the lower jaw. Bullet to the head and then skinned for the sport of it.
A large mirror shatters and a rotating cyclone of glass shreds the character’s skin off, then fingers then goes deeper until they’re sucked backwards through a planar rift, and the mirror reforms like it never broke.
Slowly dissolved by alien digestive enzymes.
Ejected him into space, alone, with only a few hours of oxygen remaining with the knowledge there was no one able to help him. That’s a lot of time to ponder your certain death
Castrated, being crucified to the “T” bar on the back of a tow truck with razor wire, then decapitated.
Let’s see, here are a few of mine from various books I’ve written: beheading in front of his kids; dismembered and eaten by cannibals; eviscerated and strangled with own intestines; ripped to shreds by mutated badgers (really); helicopter crash; mind taken over and bashed own head into concrete until dead; LOTS of gunshots and explosions; starvation; torture tourism (various forms of torture for a crowd’s pleasure); stung and cut in half by giant mutated scorpions; torn apart by zombies… oooh, I know! I killed a squad of Nazis with a giant microwave ray that cooked them from the inside out, their blood boiled, and the meat burst through their skin. That was fun.
Eaten be a feral herd of ravenous, yet adorably cute, kittens.
It involved a blow torch, a broomstick, and a very ravenous feral rat.
Crabs tearing at their flesh as they dragged themselves across the debris left by a tidal wave. Oh, and it was a dog. Readers reacted.
Expanding foam. Ugh, no need to expand on that. lol
10 of my Main Characters died in One Big Battle They Got Blown up Eaten stabbed Lost a duel won a duel then died Burned Dissolved Electrocuted Shot Fell off a Terrace crushed Run over by a MonsteTruck plane Exploded…. but the side that they fought for won.
This question haha. Only on BoD. I’m about to have a character skinned alive by a demonic entity 😐Luckily the fellow doesn’t die and is healed as it’s set in a fantasy world.
Hogtied after being shot in the balls, floating in the Everglades, nibbled on by sharks before bring devoured by an alligator.
I had a character sew sock puppets into a person’s hands, complete with button eyes and yarn hair, then run fishing line through his arms and legs to turn him into a living puppet. He and a few others presumably die of septic shock.
Five years After: 2.0 The Drumhead The skin had shredded open like wrapping paper on a present. First one pair and then a second burrowed into the red, meaty sustenance. Maggie felt herself start to shiver. Are you cold, sweetheart? She thought she heard her mother say.
“No, I don’t feel anything.” She whispered back.
The probing, pasty hands burrowed up to the wrist and then the muscles on their arms tensed and pulled. Aaron’s body was off the pavement for a second and then landed back on the cold surface. Aaron’s legs convulsed like a fish out of water… He can feel what’s happening to him. Maggie’s thought was just a whisper in her ear as she watched. More faces appeared out of the solid forest of limbs to tear in to his skin. The look on their faces was hypnotic, delirious at taking down their prey. Is this what wolves are like? The hands on the back were pulling….
And pulling ……..
Murphy’s voice was a random collection of verbs and syllables that never approached meaning. Maggie watched bloodied skin start to peel back and split in several places at once. It was like the fractures of an ice shelf before it gave way. The tears appeared near other wounds on his skin and began to snake together before the whiteness of his back disappeared in a bath of blood. More hands plunged into the crimson, murky fluid and something of substance appeared to rear itself. As they pulled it away, the ribcage started to bend and snap in spots. Maggie’s mouth slowly parted as a snake-like object appeared.
The spinal column, inside she felt almost drunk to the world. Come inside, sweety. You look so cold……..
Ammunition called a ‘singularity round’. It collapses a wad of flesh down to the size of a pinpoint then expands it rapidly, shredding the body.