<p>I'd like to have a scavenger hunt funeral. 20 of my body parts will be hidden throughout a large mansion, and everyone has to work together to find my parts and assemble me. And in addition to mine there will be some body parts from other people, but the funeral can't begin until everyone weeds out which are mine!</p>
<p>O.o ummm... i honestly don't care whether i have a funeral or not - once i'm dead, i've left my physical body. Don't really need it until the rapture :)
... so why have an elaborate procession unless it would better serve/love people ...</p>
<p>It should rain in respect of my death. Along with that, Guns N' Roses has to attend my funeral to play "November Rain" and all the girls will start crying dramatically when Slash busts into the guitar solo while the men try to stay strong. I want a huge tomb and the attendants should enjoy themselves to apples and cheese during my viewing.</p>
<p>Cremation.</p>
<p>I would like to be definitely dead. Other than that I don't care. Oh except no open casket - I hate that.</p>
<p>My ideal funeral is the one that never happens</p>
<p>throw my tomb into the water, just like POTC II.</p>
<p>By the time we are all old and decrepit enough to die, there won't be any room for funeral land. Most people, I believe, will be cremated by then (except for the insanely wealthy).</p>
<p>I think DuckedTape's idea is kinda creepy and morbid. I don't even want to think about my funeral. I hate funerals.</p>
<p>They will play that song Helena by MCR and then my corpse will get up and start dancing like in the music video</p>
<p>I honestly don't care what happens when I die, because I'll be dead anyways.</p>
<p>Have you seen ducktaped's other threads? Yeesh!</p>
<p>Okay, here's how it's going to go down:
(keeping in mind that this wil have been arranged in secret beforehand with the funeral service directors, pre mortem)</p>
<p>It will be a quiet but large funeral, on a barren, grassy hill overlooking the ocean. My loved ones attend wearing black as is traditional. My casket lies on a raised stage, and there are black banners around the rows of benches for the mourners to sit. It is a solemn occasion, and the funeral procedes as most do..</p>
<p>Half way through my eulogy the casket is opened for viewing, and the crowd (I hope there's a crowd...) peers to view what remains of my earthly container. Only to find in shock...</p>
<p>A large firework.
With my ashes in it, as I was, in fact, secretly cremated at the last moment.</p>
<p>Pointing straight towards the heavens.
And the fuse is burning......</p>
<p>As the fuse shortens the perfectly measured piece of rope my pre-recorded voice booms over the loudspeakers: "I may be dead, but you aren't! Let's celebrate life and PAR-TAY!!!! Whoooo-yeah!"
At the end of this brief self-memorium the firework launches into the sky and erupts, spreading blue and white light across the darkening evening and filling it with thunder, even as other rockets stationed around the area lift off. The black banners fall to the ground, revealing disco and dance lights behind them that pulse around the mourners. A DJ comes out from behind the stage and begins to lay that funky music down. Etc, Etc.</p>
<p>It's better to remmember that one was alive and happy then to broad on the fact that a loved one is no longer with us. </p>
<p>.....of course, if I can't afford any of this, just put me under a tree. Any tree. Just not an Oak. That's pretentious.</p>