Dear Mr. Smith,
We have noticed, good sir, with cautious trepidation,
that you have found–to be fair–a quite awful fixation,
in killing off characters for all sorts of occasions.
(doing so, to be frank, with huge variation).
While we are but fictional characters, you see,
it terrifies us how you do so with glee.
Not stopping to think of characters like me,
who sit shivering and shaking in fear of such sprees.
As your pen strokes quicken and your hand starts to shake,
I often struggle not to cower or quake.
It’s often too much for us characters to take,
especially after considering our lives are at stake!
Imagine the way that we so suddenly feel,
when our legs are torn off or zapped with an eel.
And I don’t understand how you get so much zeal,
When my body is crushed by two sets of large wheels.
As a figment of imagination, we really don’t have much say,
but if it suits you, or you’re tired, don’t kill us today?
The process is exhausting, and dismal, and gray,
so maybe perhaps…I’ll be a character who stays?
Z-Day: A Bloody Last Stand