[ WP ] You live in a world where the day of your death is on your body . You are also extremely bored at the moment , and have begun to test whether or not you have control over your death time .

4-1-2017. Steve is sitting at his computer, drumming his fingers on the desk. April first, he thinks. Not even three months left now and goddamn this is some bullshit. A short life is obviously the worst kind to get in this godforsaken world. Some parents pop that little bastard out and think,'You know what? 20 years is n't long for this world so lets give him a good time.' His parents were of the school of thought that said,'he's dying prematurely, let's not get attached.' And damn it all if they did n't. 
 
 Steve looked at his forearm. Then back at Reddit. Then he typed in a search. `` Premature Death.'' 0 results from News, just a few from No Sleep and some of the weirder porn subs he was subscribed to. He sat back and looked at his forearm again.'I mean, it would at least pass the time.' He opened askreddit. 
 
 If you wanted to be the first person to prematurely die, what is the most epic way you could do it? He sat back and waited a few seconds, then refreshed the page. One new response. `` In bed with a belly full of wine and a girls lips wrapped around my cock.'' Well he expected that. It was reddit, after all. The next was better. `` I'd probably live stream it, show some proof, and then try blowing my brains out.'' Steve replied. `` Hang on let me get on twitch right now.'' He posted his channel title, `` D3athcomes4usall'' 
 
 It was after this that the thread took off. One `` Dude, are you serious'' and it was the tastes good with rice thread all over again. People were ringing in with crazier and crazier answers and Steve was eating up the attention. `` Nope,'' he said on his Twitch stream.'' The razor blades cracked the second they touched my skin, just like u/ballsinmyface hypothesized. It's time to try eating a Fugu venom sac as put forth by u/jetfuelcantmeltdankmemes.'' He toasted his webcam and tossed it in his mouth with a swallow of water. Seconds later he was gagging and retching as his esophagus rejected the sac. `` Ok, thanks for the suggestion, but I'm going to have to move on to...'' and so it went for several more hours. 
 
 Finally, he was running out of fuel. `` Look guys, I do n't have enough money left to keep trying these out and it's getting late, so I'm going to close it on the suggestion that started this whole thing off, u/thetaintthegrundlethefleshyfunbridge: with a bullet to the brain. Let me just go find my dad's gun.'' 
 
 Half an hour passed and he finally came back to the screen, a snubnosed revolver in hand. Having learned to be a great showman over the past few hours, he took all of the bullets out except for one and rolled the drum back into place with a satisfying click. The number of people watching had skyrocketed over the past few minutes. 
 
 `` Thank you all for watching,'' he said after giving it a quick spin. `` Let's make this last one fun, eh?'' He held the gun up to his head and pulled the trigger. A small shockwave went out around the world from the force of hundreds of thousands of tightening sphincters. `` I guess it was n't in that one, huh.'' Click. God, but he had n't ever had this much fun. `` Only three more left, which will it be?'' Click. `` Alright, another one bites the dust.'' He thumbed back the hammer. `` Let's see if this-'' the shot rang out and a huge cloud of blood splattered across the screen. The world watched for a few more seconds before Twitch finally cut the feed. 
 
 In his living room, u/thetaintthegrundlethefleshyfunbridge checked the clock in the bottom right of his screen. 12:01. January 4th, 2017. Or, as the rest of the world writes it, 4-1-2017.
