Writing Prompt You are 17 and will die when you turn 50. What will you do?

[CadmarLegend]

Go on.

 

[Napelynn]

I’d probably continue on with my life normally. 33 years is quite a lot of time already.

 

[Cossimeri]

Oh dang...
I don’t know that id do anything differently. I had a major health event when i was 17 that i didnt think i was going to survive. So getting out on the other side of that has already affected how i view life.

I’d feel pretty blessed if a god was like “no yeah... you are definitely making it to 50”

 

[Deleted member 46002]

Procrastinate dying

Probably live my own life just like before

 

[Businesssn]

Live life

 

[Kilolo]

Have you ever heard the concept of lifespan? It is something that used to measure life expectancy before a living being would died because of an old age.
A cat could live for 10 years, a dog could live for 13 years, a turtle could go for the hundred. Assuming that there's no misfortune befall on them.
Our tribe is called Moira, we're specifically a human race with one thing that differs us from the others: the concept of lifespan works differently for our tribe, no kind of misfortune nor disease could kill us, everyone from our tribe died exactly at their 50th birthday anniversary.

Today is my coming of age ceremony. When someone from our tribe reaches the age of 17, they're considered as an adult. And since I'm an adult now, my family order me to go into a journey and I have to be back before my 50th birthday. Basically; they kicked me out.
It's usually not mandatory to getting out of this hidden village, you see. But since I'm a lazy bum, they forced me to go out to the world and do some meaningful things with my limited yet precise lifespan.

Sigh. Now that I'm out here, I have no idea what I supposed to do with my life. You might think that i could just go to the city and apply to any dangerous job since nothing could kill me anyway. But no, while it is true that I'm practically immortal before I reach 50, i still could lose my limbs, damage my organs, or break my bones. And I have to live with those inconvenience for the remaining of my life. Can you imagine the horror of that?

Well, but that's life I guess. For now, let's just keep walking west until i might meet some heroine and having a fulfilling romance comedy journey with her....... yeah, who am i kidding. There's no way such a thing could happen in real life.
Well, the journey to the west is true thought. i still would like to think that the reason they want me out from the village because they know I'm pretty proficient in telling a story, so they perhaps expecting the story of my grand adventure when i get back home later. I might as well try to telling people out there stories of some legendary tribes I know to make a living.

Sigh, I should've learned some string instrument back in the village..... Well, anyway. Here goes nothing.

 

[Businesssn]

Have you ever heard the concept of lifespan? It is something that used to measure life expectancy before a living being would died because of an old age.
A cat could live for 10 years, a dog could live for 13 years, a turtle could go for the hundred. Assuming that there's no misfortune befall on them.
Our tribe is called Moira, we're specifically a human race with one thing that differs us from the others: the concept of lifespan works differently for our tribe, no kind of misfortune nor disease could kill us, everyone from our tribe died exactly at their 50th birthday anniversary.

Today is my coming of age ceremony. When someone from our tribe reaches the age of 17, they're considered as an adult. And since I'm an adult now, my family order me to go into a journey and I have to be back before my 50th birthday. Basically; they kicked me out.
It's usually not mandatory to getting out of this hidden village, you see. But since I'm a lazy bum, they forced me to go out to the world and do some meaningful things with my limited yet precise lifespan.

Sigh. Now that I'm out here, I have no idea what I supposed to do with my life. You might think that i could just go to the city and apply to any dangerous job since nothing could kill me anyway. But no, while it is true that I'm practically immortal before I reach 50, i still could lose my limbs, damage my organs, or break my bones. And I have to live with those inconvenience for the remaining of my life. Can you imagine the horror of that?

Well, but that's life I guess. For now, let's just keep walking west until i might meet some heroine and having a fulfilling romance comedy journey with her....... yeah, who am i kidding. There's no way such a thing could happen in real life.
Well, the journey to the west is true thought. i still would like to think that the reason they want me out from the village because they know I'm pretty proficient in telling a story, so they perhaps expecting the story of my grand adventure when i get back home later. I might as well try to telling people out there stories of some legendary tribes I know to make a living.

Sigh, I should've learned some string instrument back in the village..... Well, anyway. Here goes nothing.

Sell all your organ,a new hope the regen

 

[Ai-chan]

Umm... that's quite a good life to be honest. Not only you live long enough to reach 50 years old, you don't live too long that you end up becoming thrown around by your own kids who don't want to take care of you. Plus, you know when you will die.

If it's Ai-chan, Ai-chan would make a world record of being the first to swim around the world, because what would Ai-chan need to be afraid of? Ai-chan will die 33 years later. No need to worry about anything.

 

[BenJepheneT]

I'll keep doing what I'm doing. Life's too precious to worry about death. I'll just keep writing. Let's be honest: with the way we're living, we're DEFINITELY gonna be past our prime by 40+. So save up some money and make your last years the absolute best.

And get ready to feel bullshit when you pass your 50th birthday but you still ain't meeting god.