In my opinion, killing your characters through accidents are the lamest way. Well, where’s the excitement of the story if the villain just die on a single gunshot (yes, this can be an accident), car accident, or falling from the 32nd floor of the building?
But it doesn’t mean that you can’t use these ways. You still can, just be creative like I do. I have a clever idea of combining all accidents at once. It may not be something new. But I love it. And I even created my own two-steps process for me to be guided: *SIDE NOTE: This is purely my opinion. If you have yours, please share it.
Also, always remember that you’re killing characters to add excitement to your story. If you can’t deliver it, what’s the sense of writing it right? And you have to do it with passion! For readers to believe that it’s really happening.
FIRST STEP: Find the right reason.
I always ask myself this question: “Why do I want to kill this character in the first place?”
If I know the reason, I’ll have the idea on the best way of killing that character.
SECOND STEP: Planning
For me, killing a character is more like planning my own wedding. I need to plan it as perfect as it can be. I need to find the right venue, character to kill, line ups of events, and proper timing.
Completing all these will give me the assurance that I will be having a happily-ever-after kind of ending (in a writer’s satisfaction, of course).
I wrote a short story that can be a good example:
Howard is so happy that his divorce went great. He’s going to call Laida to reveal the good news but he thought of something better. That’s why when he calls her, he just say “Pack your bag baby, we are going for a little trip.”
Laida asked why but he just replied “Later, you’ll know.” then hang up.
She just shrugged her shoulder and goes on with the packing. She pack all her lingerie because she knows Howard too well. If he said for a little trip it only means a lot of sex. Just the thought of it makes her excited.
It’s 4 in the afternoon when Howard came to pick her up on her small apartment. She dress so beautifully, in Howard’s mind. But others would rather see it as, the kind of clothing only a whore can wear.
“You look lovely, my dear” he whispered.
“I know” then kissed so sweet.
After a long tongue action, they then decided to go inside the car and start their long road trip.
Inside the car, Howard gave Laida the map to show her where they are going. She excitedly jump into joy when she finds out that they are going to Howard’s ex-wife lake house. She can’t believe it and asks on how he convince her wife to go in there without her.
“Ex-wife” he corrected.
She giggles more as she heard it.
“You made my day, darling! And later, I’ll show you how I appreciated all this.” she said with a very seductive voice.
Then they looked at each other as if tomorrow will never come.
They reached the railroad crossing and stopped as the train’s gate is closing. They waited patiently. But suddenly Howard notice a little boy is about to cross the train tracks. The train is approaching so fast, he will get hit if he didn’t run to safety. He’s so scared and without thinking twice, he opens his door and run to get the boy.
Laida is confused looking at him. She opened the door and shouted “Where are you going?”
“I need to save the boy”
“Let him die there” she replied. But Howard didn’t heard any of it. Laida walks through the train’s gate, feeling annoyed.
“He left me to save a little boy, whew!” she thought.
When the train is approaching near her, she walks away. But she can’t as her dress’ belt has been caught up on the pole. She’s not too eager to remove it at first because she knew the train couldn’t hit her. But when she heard a loud beep signaling the gate to lift up. Blood starts to rush into her head.
She try to remove the belt as fast as she can. But in her stress she can’t remove the belt from her waist. That’s why she decided to remove it by sliding her body down. But before she can slid her head from the belt, the gate lifted and so she is. The belt is surrounded to her neck. She hardly could breathe. But she’s not giving up. She pulled the belt away from her neck for her to breathe.
Howard saw her and stunned for a moment.
“What are y- loo–king at? He-p me!” she manage to say while trying to save her own life.
Howard look for someone to help him. But the road is empty which is kind of weird for a time like this.
She heard another train signal and get a little relief as she know the gate will go down. But the train is approaching so fast but the gate is not going down. She’s so scared. And with a matter of seconds, bright light filled her eyes.
The train hit her that makes her body swing and rolls on the side body of the train like an action star in a movie. Because of the huge amount of force, it cut the belt from the gate. Her body flew up in the air and landed to the nearby Skyway.
She can’t feel her body. She lay on the ground lifeless, waiting. Waiting for someone to save her.
‘I’m going to get through this’ she repeatedly saying this on her mind to keep her awake.
Hope arises as she’s having a glimpse of light. ‘Oh please, let it be Howard’ she prayed. But she lost that hope when she felt the vibration on the ground getting heavier as the car is approaching. And in one flash of light. Three sport cars are racing to one another, beating all the red lights, and playing catch-me-if-you-can to the police.
Howard finally came in to the scene accompanied by police officers and ambulance. His knee fell down on the ground as he saw the beaten body of her girlfriend. The police is about to pick up the body when a huge cargo truck came rushing on the road and hit Laida.
The police raised a STOP sign to all the incoming vehicle just to pick up the remaining parts of the victim.
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REASON: My character is a self-centered woman who love to steal someone else’s husband.
WHERE: Open road
Characters: Laida, the husband stealer; and Howard, the husband
Sequence of death: Hang, got hit by a train, body flew up in the air and dropped on the ground, and got hit again by several vehicle.
You may think it’s overkill. But for me, it’s reasonable. I killed my character based on their personality. If my characters are wild and aggressive, I give them more pain because that’s what they do to others.
For others, they may think of this as a joke or nonsensical kind of article. But I always have this in mind, “I am the writer of my own story. I can do everything I wanted and how I wanted it to be done. Everything is possible as long as I place it on its rightful category – Fiction, non-fiction, and so on.” It’s a good mantra as well.
Anyhow. This is how I kill my characters. How about you?
Piece of Advice: Don’t let others unfair criticism affects you. They just simply don’t have the kind of creativity that you have.