Everyone from QQ wake up as their Avatar, what's the first thing we do in real life?

Technically, I find it cringeworthy when the entire world does it... American Football (AKA- gridiron) shouldn't be just called 'football', either.

In the same I'd find it cringeworthy if you called chess "boardgame"- yes, it is *a* board game, one of many, but not *the* boardgame.

 

If i actually wake up in the DC verse i am finding a very deep hole and hiding in it. No superhero is going to listen to a Balrog...
Should i wake up in the real world... Well anything i feel like.

 

You can get lots of different wrong answers. Or the correct one.

 

Probably the same thing I usually do, but with a deadpan look and a hat.

 

Learn to see if my archery skills had carried over along with my company Queen Industries than just sit back in my home doing jackshit all day except play video games and have one night stands till I find the one

 

Start a cult. With tons of little frog orgies.

 

I wake up as Nynaeve al'Meara?

Cry because I've lost ten inches. Then maybe find some work Healing people. I'm good at that now apparently!

 

I wake up as Nicolai Malthus with my Summoner-O and the mechwarrior skills to pilot a mech'

I issue a batchall' for a trial of control of my hometown. If I'm a clanner then I must clan as hard as I can be.

 

Launch a holy grail war for shit and giggles and grant the winner's wish in the most perverted way possible.

 

Probably freak out. Then try to figure out how being made mostly of tentacles and mouths works. Possibly revel in our new ability to shoot lasers, and then panic about how much we'd need to eat to stay alive. Then try to avoid stepping on anyone. Or their houses.
Because Monster King Orochi is big.

 

Strip in front of a nearby mirror, call up my BF. Revel in my ability to now give very few fucks about the summer heat.

Be slightly disappointed that I'm not her superior sister who has bigger tits and more muscle and is taller.

Do I get her dragon?

Edit: Definitely going out and buying some flattering swimwear. I have a fair bit of money saved up, I can waste half a hundred bucks on a couple outfits.

 

Freeze some frogs and get in trouble I guess.

 

Not sure what I am but I have changed sex, species and de aged massively. Mental Breakdown
Fap repeat. I guess.

 

I will freak the fuck out.

 

Learn sign language.

 

Ho ho ho, time to play around with that firepower... also maybe figure out if those mecha parts are actually detachable or not.

 

Strip naked and masturbate furiously.

 

Why tho, you lood lood person?

 

Because my new avatar is a hot lady wearing practically nothing.

 

I mean, I can empathize there.

Though I have rather less to work with in my case.

 

Depends on if I'm in Power Armor. If I am my bed breaks and then I'd probably fall through the floor to the first story of my house.

 

Punch God.

 

I would advise against that. It seems a poor tactical choice, especially for those of us that require a universe to survive.

 

See how much free stuff I can get from flashing my tits.

 

Check the memories of my fantasy-crusader-self for anything useful. Then become a politician, take over Germany (legally), ban globalism, give more funds to the military, make people who have problems with climate change happy by using nuclear power plants,...

If there are other people, who are from QQ and become their avatars, I'd watch out for them and act accordingly, most likely try my best at killing some of you apes who become evil/mad.

 

You don't got no ranged weapons, I think I'd be fine...

(although I'm pretty sure the missile launchers are actually loaded with rubber chickens)

 

Way I look at it is one of two ways.

One: There is no God.

Oh well.

Two: There is a God.

The bastard deserves it.

 

Even though you don't get a sword, I can feel the edge from here, cringe.

 

Raise an army of orcs, forge the One Ring, and then start taking over the world, I suppose.

 

Y'know, in thinking of it, Sauron would be 80 kinds of fucked in the modern world. Bunch of cave-dwelling freaks rushing face first into automatic weapons' fire... still using elephant cavalry in a world of main battle tanks...

It's all fun and games until someone gets his eye poked out by a drone strike.