If as myself, i'll try to stay away from the US portion of Earth. They get attacked a lot.
If as my character, I guess i'll just have to make a Captain's Log noting this strange phenomenon before giving the order to warp towards my next mission for Starfleet.
Life in Star Trek is easier than most, if you're in the right place.
I guess I'm now stuck in the digital world with my companions that consist of a pile of sentient poop and a Dinosaur that can breath fire and talk. Both of which will experience the cycle of life, death, and re-incarnation roughly every few weeks.
I will chill in the idealistic socialist town and happily eat the freshly grown meat straight off the vine that the living plant monster gives out to everyone for free daily
I'll need to build shelter , gather food, add defense and make a dam table to eat off of because we just crash landed on a planet and survived, but eating without a table is what sets me off!!
Shitty time to have dusted off plants vs zombies. Guess me and crazy Dave are buds now. If you need me, I'll be rummaging through the kitchen cabinets looking for a helmet!
Depending on where in the game I end up: realize I'm basically already dead, shotgun a bottle of bleach and die, or try to survive for a while, get bitten, drink bleach and die. Or just get eaten alive, or get food poisoning, or a cold, and die.
Wtf is with all these zombies and skeletons at night? Why is that green guy running at me? Does... does he not have arms? Are those... four legs? What is going on here?
I'd be killed by a monster straight from Hell in under 10 seconds unless I start moving and never stop. Never stop moving. Hopefully I can find a weapon and some body armour!
Pros: I'd only have to solve puzzles, then defeat an AI god at puzzles in order to be born into the real world and become effectively immortal so long as I keep up maintenance on my robo-bod. It's easier than it sounds.
Cons: Most human media is lost to time. I would be alone except for the fellow robots I wake up, and a lot of them are apparently annoying. The work of restoring civilization rests entirely on my shoulders. Luckily, I'm immortal.
Get I teleported into the game as the hero?
Then I have to mine for a while, find a strange artefact, have a seizure and then fly off into space with a helpful robot.. were I will most likely die due to space pirates a I have no idea how to pilot a spaceship for real.
If I become my save file, I'm gonna hop into my Star Eagle, fly to New Atlantis, and use my million creds to furnish my Class One citizen penthouse, and fucking retire.
Maybe go visit Neon once a month to trip out on Aurora and catch BorealUS's next show.
Also I'm female now. I may ride this for a bit before going to Enhance and switching back to Male and getting the full Chad look. Might do this sooner to hide from Starborn assassins lol
I find myself on a large, nice, and green felt. As I stand up, I see a stack of cards in the distance. Next to it are seven spreads of cards, each with the top card face up...
I would be the lone human in Deep Rock Galactic. Hopefully I would be transported into the Rig and drink some beers because if I ended up on Hoxxes I'm pretty sure I would be glyphid food.
I would like to think I would be some kind of PMC trying to survive in a quarantined zone after mass evacuation. The Russian government has cordoned off the area as a result of some kind of conspiracy by a secretive 'Umbrella Corp' style mega corp and has stranded the Russian and Western PMCs that were caught in the area when it closed.
But in reality I would be a Scav and almost immediately killed by some lvl70 Kappa chad.
I'd be thrust into a dog-eat-dog world of 4 warring factions each out to establish dominance and feed themselves. I'd say in a week give or take I'd end up on someone's dinner plate.
(I played 3/4s through of Tooth and Tail last night in 8 hours).
Ask me again in two weeks and I'd be in a city where you MUST take a train to get anywhere, in Cities Skylines 2. That would be a nicer fate.
Crash land near/in the main colony? Eh. I'd be thrown into prison to be beaten or put into Boris' chair until I was compliant, but after, there's a chance at a decent life with only some risk of death. At worst, they might decide I'm worth tossing in a Warcasket and joining the Dead watching the walls.
Outside of them? Ehh. Might be able to throw in with a tribe and keep my head down until we're all slaughtered in a raid. Some of the Empires seem somewhat friendly, could try to offer services cleaning and hauling for a bed in a servant barracks. Completely fucked if I'm caught out by Raiders, Pirates, Insectoids, or Mechanoids.
the last game I played was Duskers, so I'm probably either immediately dying in the vacuum of space or trapped in a derelict space station without any power.
I'd either be an immortal capsuleer in charge of a space ship. Or I'd be some peasant on a planet that are so unimportant that they don't even get mentioned in the lore.
I spawn next to some weird tower with a princess on top. I see another three stone towers in the distance. The princess tells me to go shoot one of the stone towers with my shotgun. When walking on the bridge, giant log with iron spikes just appears in the air and start rolling to me. It nearly kills me, but I survive. My happiness don't last long, because I see old ugly witch spawning near me. Before I can shoot her, she turns me into a pig. Scared and confused, I turn around and run back to safety. Last thing I see is the princess that I thought was my ally, shooting me with her bow. I hate Clash Royale.
Technically I'd be in Night City, but for the first few hours surrounded by homelessness and decay I'd likely be trying to figure out how I got to San Francisco again...
I hunt mushrooms and apples for the next 5 days till I max out my supply in the stash and carefully avoid monster encounters because I'm scared shitless and I only get one life this time.
Society as we know it ended in 1919, after the calamitous fall of every world government. There is no order or law save the will of the Tank Clans, roaming columns of tanks from every nation on the constant prowl for ammunition, fuel and supplies to keep their rampage sustained for even a moment longer.
To be a tanker in this time is to embrace chaos and anarchy. Tank clans commit to bloody battles, fighting to the last man over scarce resources. The victors cannibalize the smouldering wrecks of the fallen for whatever scrap remains. Technological advances come at the cost of hundreds fallen, all in the name of making deadlier war machines. This the world I now inhabit, a world of steel and chaos, of armor and war. This is...
Probably finish all of my builds and farms, build a lot of new and awesome builds before eventually begging for help from the other members of the server at least assuming I'm trapped in that world specifically, if I can go to others it might be a bit longer before I try to get help.
I am quickly fragged by space-aged weaponry, provided I don't explode from the strange atmosphere. Best case scenario isn't good, food seemingly doesn't exist.
Kill some marsupial rats, descend a level, kill some more rats and snakes, descend again. Now for the knolls, rats and snakes. Probably die before the black blob, maybe not.
uhhh, I'm not really sure what would happen in Muse Dash. if it was a Log Horizon situation where i assume the role the character i probably can't hit anything to the beat lol
I crouch on sand, I'd assume. Next to me a woman pulls a purple sword out of her own chest, tells me to get going then disappears. On my other side a sniper with bandaged eyes talks about a piece of her soul before shooting someone.
If by “game world” you allow TRRPG’s then it’d be Golarion (Pathfinder 2e) and last nights game was “Case File #4” where a creepy leather bound book (the ‘Dark Archive’) keeps appearing and transporting us to various other places to fight undead.
#4 was an abandoned mansion overrun with undead that we needed to clean out. Fuck almighty almost every room was a combat session!
So to be teleported there I’d just run away. Even if I could find a suitable weapon I’d not survive more than one encounter. Not worth throwing away my actual life for some stupid book!
VRChat. What does that mean? Do I literally get teleported into vrchat as I am irl? Do I have a little menu that'll pop up on my wrist to change avatars/bodies? Can I go to new worlds or am I stuck in the last world I was in? Am I by myself in some kinda limbo-vrchat where it's not actually a game but some kind of other universe that just appears to be vrchat, or can I actually meet up with other people? Can I get hurt or do the same rules of physics, health, food, etc apply? Is vrchat even a game?
If vrchat isn't considered a game, then Bomb Rush Cyberfunk. It'll be cool to be in the future I guess? The game itself is fun, but if I show up as the person I am irl, then it'll be kinda boring. I guess I could always learn how to do sweet tricks and grinds though.
Really hope I can get an entry position at Ryujin Industries (they always seem to be recruiting) so I can afford to not live in the slums and work on getting the skills needed to survive long-term.
Well, I’m lost in this ever-changing burning basement and have to shoot my tears at all these weird enemies and hope I find some good power-ups, and hope I can evade Mom. (Binding of Isaac)
I'd be attacked by a scholar and cleric at night and have my stuff/information taken. People around me won't even be aware of what's happening despite being pummeled an elemental barrage. I will be relatively unscathed though.
I'm a muffifed immortal redneck shooting eypgetican creatures sounds good to me at least my teeth isn't all crooked wait do rednecks have good dental care?
Well, the base is on an island with fairly good turret protection from the biters, but I dont know anything about engineering, so Id probably shut down the factory except for the bullet farm, make a comfy nest in the wreck of the ship, and go fishing.
Some jacked up 8-8 monster comes around the corner as i, a poor 1-2 Aegis soldier am demanded to sacrifice my self to the beast, so my Commander can go another round.
Will I remain as the same I am in the real world person or do get to choose who I become. Because if I remain a normal human, I am pretty much fucked in the 40k universe
Destiny? Assuming I'm in the Last City, things MIGHT be OK. If I'm not, assuming the season is the current timeline, there's a short amount of time before the Shadow Legion captures me, some hangers-on from House Dusk kill me, the Red Legion (what's left of it) kills me, or the Witness ends reality as we know it.
Digimon cyber sleuth. I guess it really depends in what position I would be in in the world but overall it seems like a jackpot. I get to capture and battle with digimons and there's an actual virtual reality world to travel to. Sweet.
I've been wasting time with Noita and BG3 as of late. I played Noita before leaving for work today, so the most likely thing to happen is I set myself on fire.
I need to find a hat, backpack, and some shoes so I can hopefully survive fighting a genetically engendered duck with the body of Arnold Schwarzenegger, the grim reaper, and a noodle bowl..
my 1WO stares at me in utter disbelief how his supposedly ace of a Kaleun could fuck up this badly. again. (Silent Hunter 3. snuck into a convoy at night and bad weather. convoy zigs towards me, no time for final speed estimation, i go with last estimate, 4 eels in the water, all pass ahead. possibility: convoy slowed one knot due sea state. decide to surface to reposition. have a brainfart, my artillery starts shooting. hell breaks loose, star shells and searchlights everywhere. both engines AK, course 90. destroyer follows shooting star shells. half an hour zigzagging until he loses me.