It turns out that I have a secret bunker at the core, so you simply teleported me to it.
The next user is a normal human who has been poisoned with a mixture composed of one gram each of polonium, sodium azide, methylmercury, hydrogen cyanide, arsenic, and chlorine gas, all of which are extremely toxic, and the sodium azide is explosive.
woah. that wasn't racist at all. (more often than not it's the hot blonde chick, but whatever)
I'm the badguy in said horror movie. I murder everyone at the band camp.
The next user is armed with nothing but a flute. I have my trusty M60 LMG at my side, mowing down bandcamp kids left and right.
I somehow managed to jam your machine gun with the flute, preventing you from firing it. (Actually, one of the gun's flaws was that it could jam or misfire really easily, especially under extreme enviromental conditions.)
The next user is trapped in Minecraft's Nether in survival mode in a singleplayer world. You have no flint and steel, a ghast has destroyed the only portal back to the normal world with a fireball, there is a group of zombie pigmen attacking you, and you are in hardcore mode, which means you only have one life.
I survive off my left over food and water, build a wall around me.
The next user is on a trip to mars but it crashes on the moon. So you must find a way, to survive with the little time you have left.
The acid is Citric Acid, It doesn't hurt me.. *tastes the citric acid river* Mmmmmm.. It's too sour.
The next user is a normal human that is crushed by a hot wrecking ball.