captured by in a huge web, wrapped, liquefied, and eaten. She knows how to use a bug zapper light.

Peter Griffin finally nails you.

I'm getting sailor moon vibes, magical girl vibes, pirate vibes, magical realism semi-dystopia vibes with human experimentation (??? how did I get /those/ vibes), uh wow hm I bet your guy gets killed while. Battling. Demons. In a hospital. At midnight.

edit: oh huh your avatar changed as i pressed the reply button Vampire vibes? Lots of vampire vibes, maybe vampire knight specifically. They die while !! Choking on a lump of garlic that's been erroneously placed on a pizza. Yes.

!!! /o/ I do hope they're a vampire.

was making a volcano sacrifice, but the virgin had other ideas.about who should be tossed in. It ...worked?

feeding on eating dead animals that were poisoned

you're blissfully unaware that the "snowball" about to hit your avatar's face is actually a rock.

while trying to perfect your cat disguise and finally infiltrate and assimilate, the cats turn on you. and well.... you die.

Their brains get eaten.

Those cute little bunny ears is wearing are a rental and are infested with a rather rabid and ravenous population of ear mites (from the Underground in Shadowglen, possibly via a little mad science from Ian too). Invermectin won't help with these little horrors.

After the sun set the weather went deathly cold. There was no fire lit and the rest of the party had wondered off. You died of exposure, alone.

Dies from untreated inflammation caused by aspiration pneumonia when accidentally inhaling a flower petal.

I'm way too hawt and full of kissmarks in my HA to be alone or cold. Must've died some other way, sry. :)

valiantly slaughtered all but three zombies, but then the producers didn't want to pay the salary that her agent negotiated so they told the writers to gratuitously toss her over the wall instead.

I one of your "Id-be-naked-if-law-allowed" beach runs you tripped and fell eye-first on a rock. Police is glad the ocean washed the blood away.

Accidentally set blaze to his apartment building while attempting to show off how he can juggle 5 fireballs at once. Smoke inhalation ended things pretty quickly.

died two hundred years ago and no longer remembers the details, but is about to be staked by a vampire hunter she is behind one of those trees (whittling one of its fallen branches into just the right shape of wooden stake) right now.

hmm...snail bite allergy?

maggot infestation!

was abducted and experimented on by multifaceted shades of blue and after a life time and a half of dodgy alien pokings you kicked the bucket somewhere out past alpha centauri.

Upon the ejection of your late matter from the ship, the last embers of your dying consciousness 'accidentally' uploaded into a passing bag of eyeballs.

Since assimilating into your new form you've come to realise that your new conscious awakening was in fact the product of theft and you are now trapped forever within the gelatinous mass of the all seeing eyes as some kind of organic, freerange, hipster battery. Fun times.

Also, somehow genetic memory kicked in a couple of weeks back and you, it, grew legs. So there's that. You're literally just legs and a bag of eyeballs tho so the cloak's become kinda important these days.

spontaneous human combustion