I think something this momental would make it so that the world won’t allow us to forget even if the news does. Think about it. Imagine the fallout that would follow finding out that we’re not alone in the universe, that there’s something out there way smarter than us and have been in contact with our government. How did contact the government? How long have they been in contact? Are they here already? People would probably go a little bit crazy initially. Doomsday peppers would stock up, like what happened during covid, religious fanatics would probably go haywire because what if aliens had something to do with shaping religion? Then there’s the scientific stuff. How are they comminicating? How can the government keep contact? There’d probably be people calling the government into question because how can they hide something so momental from is for however long they have? Then the other governments of the world to. What would they say? Would they be contact to? Would they start fighting because they’re not in contact and want to be? I think the world would go crazy enough that’d we’d feel the effects for a while and definately longer than until Halloween.
Kill me fourth, but before these first three
Them: You’re a ninja? I didn’t realize you all still existed. You: Thank you
Gunning down helpess mutants, raiders, and scavengers who happen to cross my path in a nuclear wasteland. I think I might get the chair for mass genocide.
He’d probably become another Cohagen from Total Recall
Hell yeah!
“I once led a small group of Rebels. Turns out being a rebel is some kinda ‘traitorous’ behavior or something. Pfft, can you believe that?”
“I was a smuggler back home. Let’s just say one of my ‘packages’ were a little bit too loud for their own good and my ‘package’ kinda…‘broke’ and now…well here I am.”
“Have you ever heard of the shattering of the north land? You know that big fissure that was caused by a giant explosio-…no? Oh, well in that case I’m just here on vacation.”
“Would you believe me if I said I was a runaway Prince? Because I’m a runaway Prince. Don’t bother asking me for money; had to leave it when I ran away.”
“Long story short, did you know that if you cheat on your wife and your wife turns out to be the daughter of a crime boss you can die?”
“Look, if anybody asks you if you know a guy that has the vial of liquid life you don’t know me. Capiche?”
“You know the good, innocent princess that lives Sarifal? Heh, well did you know that she has a mole in the shape of a heart on her butt? Don’t tell the King I told you though. Turns out the King doesn’t like me much anymore.”
“Funny enough, I was actually a magician back home. I was so good that I actually used to perform for the King and Queen frequently. So, with that being said, if a dog named Mitzy randomly appears in front of you, you’ll let me know so I can finally go home?”
“I have amnesia.”
I’ve always made fun of the way Kennedy moved his head and said “Gentlemen, lock and load!”
It’s been 7 months for me and in all that time I got one job offer that they ultimately gave to someone else. The pain is real…
My username has been some variation of monster since I first decided to use it on Mario Kart DS
That was…surprisingly good
That’s…not a bad idea. Maybe I’ll try that
Who? I don’t know anyone or where to look
Well I would be one of the writers and a game designer. Contributing designs to the overall design. I know by myself I’m doing a lot of things wrong so bouncing ideas and coding off of others would help immensely. If I had the capital I’d love to pay people but until then I don’t expect anyone to join and I don’t want anyone to join until I can pay what they deserve.
I’m on the cusp of the change between Gen Z and Millennial and I’m with you in this. When I graduated college and got my bachelor’s, I envisioned a life where I’d live in a big city, go do some interesting work, and in my off time I’d be able to finally afford to travel. Explore the world. Meet interesting people and do interesting things. But, I was quickly humbled.
I had to fight, I mean literally FIGHT for my current job for a year. No matter what I did, I couldn’t get one since I had no experience and no one wants a college graduate. Now that I have one, I sit about 6 to 7 hours a day in front of a computer. I’m having lower back problems and the lack of exercise is giving me gut problems. I can’t afford to live my own so I can forget about traveling. And, now, my contract is nearing its end so I might not even have a job soon.
This was the world we were handed and, now that I’ve experienced it, I’m looking forward to the day everything goes haywire and we start all over again.