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HYPOTHETICALS
would you rather eat the pill that plagues you with shapes or the pill that plagues you with concepts
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INTRODUCTION
THREE WISHES
THC
HYPOTHETICALS
would you rather eat the pill that plagues you with shapes or the pill that plagues you with concepts
INTRODUCTION
THREE WISHES
YOU ARE UNFORTUNATELY ME
Yes, its an entire page based on hypotheticals. What did you expect, my name is literally shapesandconcepts.
I'm goofin. This IS a page on fun little hypotheticals, but I'm not actually big brained. Nothing is going to be some 4th wall ultra critical reverse meta breakdown on why the kitty pill is better than the puppy pill. It doesn't change the fact that I like thinking about them. I often use them to break the ice with people by tossing some into the converstation.
Have fun looking through these. I had a lot of fun doing a little homage to Disco Elysium's thought cabinet. I read everything in my head with Lenval Brown's voice.
Obviously the puppy pill is better, shapeshifting is better than invisibility, I'd get rid of pie if it was between cake and donuts. Pick up a couple of questions to toss to the lads in vc or your coworkers in your shift.
A GENIE HAS GIVEN YOU 3 WISHES
THE hypothetical question man. It's also the one with the most bullshit answers. We are nothing without framework and restrictions so here's the set up:
◇ You can't wish for more wishes. at all. no dumbassery like 'I wish I could wish for whatever I want. Okay, now I wish for infinite wishes.' or 'I wish I existed in a plane of existence where I make all the rules.'
◇ Aladdin rules in here too: can't bring back the dead, can't make anyone fall in love with you, and you can't kill anyone.
◇ This IS supposed to be fun, so I'm gonna add in that the genie isn't an asshole. They won't misconstrue/twist your wish.
We're here for some good clean fun lads. The world's our goddamn oyster. Let's address the popular answers. A lot of what I've heard and seen have been related to getting a ton of money, world peace, family lives long and die natural deaths. All noble choices.
- Just plain money is safe but sooooo booorrrringggg. Theoretically, any stoner can just have money. I can't just do a cop out and wish for money straight out.
- Also for me, I'd kinda worry that world peace has some unforseen consequences. Not even from the genie, just that there's some butterfly effect down the line that leads to like false uptopias or something.
- Last one's easy heh. I am estranged heart emoji. I don't do the whole gender thing too well apparently, got booed off da stage a while back.
Right off the bat, I'm wishing for shapeshifting powers. I will throw in the caveat of it only being animals or humans. I could even add another where it takes a ton of energy to do so. Maybe I have to eat more calories or have a cooldown kinda thing. How fucking cool would it be if I could become a crab. Or like a grasshopper. Imagine being a fucking 56 year old italian man. I would come back here an make a new section dedicated to ranking all the things I become.
For my next wish, the ability to duplicate things by touching them. Nothing sentient though. See? So much more interesting than just money. I could duplicate some $100s. Will I eventually get caught because they all have the same serial numbers? Absolutely, but not before I finish duping nefarious things like 100s of cars in some parking lot or a really good sandwich. I could probably get pretty far with just cash though. It's just complex enough to make being alive still interesting, rather than become completely disillusioned and numb to numbers. POV we are leaving taco bell. You pick up your phone as we're about to leave but I already duped 8 of them and keep placing a new one back on the table before saying 'oh dude you left your phone behind.' I'm a lil jester. The oomfs either hate or love my jovial whismy and pranks.
And then there's the last wish. If you are caught up on your shapesandconcepts lore then it shouldn't be that big of a surprise.
That's right. It all comes back to her. I'd be getting back together with my bitch ex-wife who I need so bad it makes me look stupid. I would be able to convey any drawing in my mind perfectly onto any medium. If I can think it, I can draw it. It wouldn't be too overkill, I still have to actually imagine what I want. Still, fucking incredible power. The terror, the frustration, the hours of redrawing - gone. No more. My first act? Draw Kim Kitsuragi 100 times. Second act? None, I didn't think that far ahead and would probably get permanent art block. I wouldn't really use it for good, I'd be a fucking menace. I'd make someone use a wish just to take this away from me. I'd be known on twitter and not in a good way. You ping @everyone in the server whenever I make a new fucking post.
Well that's all of them. Let's imagine a day in the life of me with all of these, yeah?
> I wake up in my bed as some sort of kitty cat, with the new 14 pillows I duped the night prior.
> I got to the bathroom to brush my teeth, shifting into a little monkey fella for a laugh. I dupe a brand new toothbrush everyday for no fucking reason. I am joyous and a newly formed environmental threat that could rival an oil rig.
> I dupe a delicious burger, and eat it. I even throw in an entire cake too. I discovered the strat of semi-transforming into an elephant to digest the food/burn the calories en masse. I eat the same thing everyday and do not mind it, just wonder if there is some undisclosed spectrum I may or may not be on.
> I sit at my desk. I open up aseprite and draw the most detailed and pleasing pixel drawing of your comfort character hitting you in the head with a rock, all with ease. I send it to you with the caption 'lol this you?'. I am one of 4 people who even know this character exists and you have no choice but to eat the art scraps of them I feed you.
> I give a hearty laugh. I begin to make plans on sneaking into a hobby lobby (classic shift into a mouse and wait in the vents until closing move) and start filling every inch of it with thumbtacks.
> Later, I go fuck with cops by shifting into them and standing off in the distance in the middle of the night to haunt them. Life is wonderful. I am fulfilled.
Some runner ups: make vampires real for no reason, book that makes whatever I write/draw in it real, immortality that I can choose to end willingly, being able to pause time, instantly read a book by touching it. I don't ever get too deep into these because I like to think about this stuff right before I go to bed. I'm one thought in and then I conk out.
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