I'd still use it all the time. Losing internet for a while sucks, but letting someone you'll never meet express their wrong opinions to equally unimportant strangers on a fake place for fake internet points without consequences??????????
Is it just the service I was using at the time to perform the slap, or all internet access is closed to me? Also, is it computer based only, or could I potentially buy 20 burner phones to slap the shit out of someone? What about VPNs?
I can feel the same emotions as others and am able to communicate without any misunderstandings.
I'm sooooo ok with this. Being able to understand where their depression was and able to communicate perfectly how to shift their perspective would give me a purpose that would kill my depression and realign my perspective.
whenever a bird chirps you hear the actual meaning of its song, as if it were shouted at you in your native tongue.
I kind of like that one. Might be a bit overwhelming but at the beginning it sounds like fun š
It's a gif! I swear it's not blank haha
Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull when the lady asks for all knowledge
yeah i've been speaking with the owner of this instance and they're doing some tweaks so things are a little funky
You have no built in shock absorption and the substance you secrete that allows you to stick to walls also gives you eczema.
Your perfume-like scent acts as a pheromone to all insects in your proximity, leading to an endless swarm everywhere you go
So basically anytime I sweat already, but I'll at least smell better. I honestly see no downsides.
Does obtaining the financial security of the average adult American in the 1980s count as a superpower? Home ownership on near-minimum wage does seem pretty fantastical.
But you become extremely jaded and disappointed in anyone younger than yourself, overcome with Ƥn irredeemable urge to tell people to pull themselves up by their bootstraps
They grow immediately, which leads to you getting either stuck inside a tree with wood in your lungs or getting impaled by a plant.
In doing so you also grant the plant sentience with a mind that develops at the same pace as its physical maturity.
These plants are fully aware that
A. They have been robbed of a full life, B. They exist solely for the harvest C. They are the only ones of their kind and are alone in the vast uncaring universe beyond the prison you call a āwindow sillā.
They also see you planting other seeds and understand that makes you their parent. Itās a lot to process.
Your clothes don't get invisibility, so you have to get naked and eventually die of hypothermia.
But you're still affected by gravity so you immediately start freefall into the centre of the earth
Retrying these fumbled social interactions can occasionally lead to absurdly consequential butterfly effects that rock the foundations of the world around you. Every disaster stemming from a social retake is preceded by a benign itch in the back of your ear. Sometimes you just get that itch for literally no reason anyway, though.
I have a set of mental buttons i can press which lets me instantly fix some common flaws of being a human:
Pressing one inconvenience-fixing button also causes a random inconvenience in the list to reoccur. Hope you like invisible splinters in your socks and random hiccups every time you want to cure your allergies.
"I really need to get this song out of my head so I can concentrate on cla....ZZZZZZZZZZ"
You fall asleep easily, but you have wicked sleep apnea.
You can stop humming songs but it dials the intrusive thoughts up to 11
Good news, your light headaches have been replaced with moderate migraines.
You can postpone your hunger for 3 hours, but anything you consume within that window you permanently develop a sickness taste aversion to.
The ringing in your ear has been replaced with the Wilhelm scream.
The itching has stopped. The only price was IBS.