(This is just silly ... I can see how it's mildly amusing but this forum isn't the place for these games. I would be happy if the game had some comical value, occasionally it does but most of you just use some deus ex machina to solve the job. I just feel my IQ lowered, reading some of these. I'm not saying stop the game but add more artistic and creative value please before we all die of haemoraggic shock. I will however commit as I have posted here ...)
The yellowstone volcanoe erupts, spewing millions of tons of gas and ash into the atmosphere. The following is a nuclear winter of which man has not before witnessed. The poles drop below 100 degrees, the only relatively mild place left is death valley, at a cool -10 celcius is it warm compared to some places. The ice sculpture shivers it's so cold.
Now for a question ... Ahha. You can assume the role of hitler and your favourite thing gets delivered personally to you or you refuse to play the man himself and everything you ever liked gets outlawed.
Lol, I agree.
I rig myself up to 400,000 volts of electricity with 0.5 Amps. This jolts the electronic connections in my mind and increases my brain growth. I am a genious now, with different interests. Luckily, TPT is not outlawed.
The next user is in the same situation, except without access to that much electricity.
Since I can't get that much electricity, I found another energy source: nuclear fission.
The next user cannot build their nuke because I "borrowed" their uranium-235 for my nuclear brain project.
I go searching for millions of miles and find no one willing to sell me uranium. Suddenly I realize that nukes are bad bidniss. I kill Michael238 after going into the future and seeing his reactor explode and irradiate half of whatever country he lives in.
The next user is back in 7th grade, you have five minutes to complete a test, forgot your pencil and pen, and nobody else will lend you one, and the teacher has no extras, oh yeah, and there are NONE on the floor. There are no extra writing utensils in the room.
I steal one.
Next user is having trouble finding his Plutonium cat.
Fortunately, I have a thermal camera, so I simply walk around my radioactive house looking for the heat signature of my plutonium cat.
The next user is on Pluto when they realize that they accidentally left their anti-psychotic pills on the surface of Venus.