Just in case you're wondering.

Kagoatweed's rant: R&R please, but don't steal ideas!

This is for all those who have wondered what it's like to melt right out of your eye sockets.

A strange phenonomona, it occurs only when your brain turns to goo at the same moment as your eyeballs implode like miniature supernovas. Once your brain has stopped working, once your frontal lobe and your brain stem have merged into one dripping mass not unlike the pulp that clings to an orange rind after it's been squeezed, your bodily functions will start to break down as well.

Your heart, not knowing what to do with itself, will jump right into your mouth, or, if you are the strong of heart, right into that creamy mass behind your forehead. Your intestines will begin to dry up and curl, snapping into little pieces that will settle quite calmly in the hollow they made for themselves. Your stomach will begin to rupture, spewing little fountains of stomach acid all over the exposed organs within reach. Your liver, kidneys, and bladder will most likely be taken out by this rainshower, assuming they didn't already drip away their color and shrivel up like little gray raisins.

Your entire bloodstream, your arteries, veins, and capillaries alike will do to for body what the veins do for a leaf once it falls from the tree: nothing. Though you do begin to look a little like a leaf since from the outside you will begin to crack and peel, dropping little skin scales that are almost as light as air.

Every strand of hair on your entire body will forcefully rip itself in two and some will even decide to commit ritual suicide which, to any onlookers, looks an awful lot like the result of hair meeting flame, just without the bad smell. Your nails will remain securely attached to your fingers, but they will turn thick and yellow as your body attempts to push all the crud from your lungs out your limbs.

Speaking of lungs, they have been spending all this time seeing how many ways they can collapse into themselves, only to be repetitively dissatisfied with the result, which provokes a re-inflation and another attempt.

And the whole time your brain has been dripping down your face in little monochromatic paths, collecting in little pools in the corners of your mouth, as your thoughts collect on the floor.

That was for all of you who have wondered what it's like to drip right out of your eye sockets.