Games

Judging by what the people in this world are saying, being rolled up into a giant ball and lobbed into space isn't as bad as it sounds.

Someone, get me a crowbar!

RDR2.

I'll go ask Dutch if I make negative amount of money if I'm supposed to take 50% from the camp funds

i teleport to the world of Deep Rock Galactic.

If im in the inner colonies, im probobly fine. If im part of the DRG crew, im screwed.

Witcher 3, Velen. I'm immediately killed by a bandit or a Drowner.

I would get killed by a Worm with a Bazooka, unless it's my turn first and I manage to kill it before it kills me.

Get eaten by giant sea abomination if I don't drown trying to collect metals

I like to think that I'd join a pirate crew and go on adventures, but more likely I'd be a hobo on some street on a Caribbean island. Could be worse.

I find myself on a large, nice, and green felt. As I stand up, I see a stack of cards in the distance. Next to it are seven spreads of cards, each with the top card face up...

"Bomb has been planted.." Shit.

I gotta catch 'em all

I would be the lone human in Deep Rock Galactic. Hopefully I would be transported into the Rig and drink some beers because if I ended up on Hoxxes I'm pretty sure I would be glyphid food.

Since it has been confirmed that all the characters in Smash are toys, and the human playing with them are the hands, does that make me a hand?

If I become my save file, I'm gonna hop into my Star Eagle, fly to New Atlantis, and use my million creds to furnish my Class One citizen penthouse, and fucking retire.

Maybe go visit Neon once a month to trip out on Aurora and catch BorealUS's next show.

Also I'm female now. I may ride this for a bit before going to Enhance and switching back to Male and getting the full Chad look. Might do this sooner to hide from Starborn assassins lol

I'd probably either get killed by a nosalis or forget to change my mask filter. Greetings from Metro: Last Light!

I would tame a gecko and ride it into battle. Or get ganked by a bunch of wasps, could go either way.

I think I'll just chill in the space rig and drink ale.

The first thing I do is gather wood. Make a crafting table, a wooden axe and a wooden pickaxe. Where am I?

A creeper blows up behind me while I'm punching a tree.

Prince of Persia Warrior Within.

Hmm. If I'm on the island of time I'm royally screwed but living in some random town is okay I guess. Could be worse.

Faerûn. I'd probably fail to see a trap and die.

But in my defence, those are invisible until I roll a high enough number on a dice.

I am struck by an overwhelming urge to make paperclips.

the last game I played was Duskers, so I'm probably either immediately dying in the vacuum of space or trapped in a derelict space station without any power.

I own a wine empire and a giant gold clock. Pretty cool.

I guess I'd go to the bus tunnel and check if any of my wine is ready yet.

Everything must be Satisfactory.

I spawn next to some weird tower with a princess on top. I see another three stone towers in the distance. The princess tells me to go shoot one of the stone towers with my shotgun. When walking on the bridge, giant log with iron spikes just appears in the air and start rolling to me. It nearly kills me, but I survive. My happiness don't last long, because I see old ugly witch spawning near me. Before I can shoot her, she turns me into a pig. Scared and confused, I turn around and run back to safety. Last thing I see is the princess that I thought was my ally, shooting me with her bow. I hate Clash Royale.

OP what game are you describing? I played Middle Earth Shadow of War, so I'd be perched up on a building watching two uruks throttle each other

I get to be a Destiny NPC. Honestly, not the worst fate.

I abandon my plans of defeating Ruby Weapon and just get in the Highwind and go to the Golden Saucer.

Eaten by local fauna,Shot, blown up, or crushed by a titan. Just got done playing titan fall 2.

Mechwarrior 5? Depending on where I end up, I could be fine or screwed...

Last game I played was World of Tanks, so...

Society as we know it ended in 1919, after the calamitous fall of every world government. There is no order or law save the will of the Tank Clans, roaming columns of tanks from every nation on the constant prowl for ammunition, fuel and supplies to keep their rampage sustained for even a moment longer.

To be a tanker in this time is to embrace chaos and anarchy. Tank clans commit to bloody battles, fighting to the last man over scarce resources. The victors cannibalize the smouldering wrecks of the fallen for whatever scrap remains. Technological advances come at the cost of hundreds fallen, all in the name of making deadlier war machines. This the world I now inhabit, a world of steel and chaos, of armor and war. This is...

The World of Tanks.

Considering I'm guaranteed to eventually get viciously eaten by a horde of zombies with no hope of survival, I think I'll just end it myself.