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And the only thing to eat is either poisonous or... Well, spiders. In the plane, you had with you a complete set of standard cooking gear, a thousand litres of water, one giant pot, a barbeque set, one rifle and your closest friends.
Oh, and you have collars around your necks that explode if you don't eat someone within three days.
What do you do?
Explode?
Well, obviously I would start by eating someone, because I don't want to die. Then I would cook a hell of a lot of spiders and have a barbecue with my surviving friends. Finally, I would lie down and sleep.
Make a machine from the plane bits and try to rid to civilisation. Otherwise die. And who the hell would put collars like that on someone?
I would explode. Eating animals makes me sad, but eating people would make me even sadder.
Why would we even agree to have explosives put on our necks?:confused:
I would shoot the least useful person, and share him with my friends. Instead of eating spiders, I'd go out and hunt me a wallaby. There are bound to be wallabies in Australia. It certainly isn't Australia without wallabies. Then I'd shove my friends into a bottomless pit for no apparent reason. Finally, I'd run to the ocean, then go for a nice swim to Hawaii, regardless of the poisonous water snakes and great white sharks around.
knives out, people!
Spiders are yummy.
Pass the Bleys, please.
Sounds somewhat similar to the film Battle Royale in some ways :p I guess I'd be one of the guys in that group that tried (and managed to) disable those necklace things - you have plenty of water, and a human can survive 3 days without food easily, so I guess that makes removing those necklaces the top priority :p
But wouldn't you rather just eat someone? It'd be much more entertaining.
I'd hitchhike back to Sydney. It would take like a week. I can survive that long. Drinking my sweat etc.
Well ya see. There will always be somebody who will refuse. Wait three days and *BOOOOOM* instant barbecue.
Ah, another cannibalism thread. I would <Edit by Kishi: No graphic descriptions of your abominable evil, please.>.:) See, I wouldn't have to kill them; I'm sure they'd understand and they wouldn't miss their asses too much.
After that I would go shooting horses with that rifle.
Hey, it's coming from Nait.Quote:
Originally posted by SomethingBig
Why would we even agree to have explosives put on our necks?:confused:
Thats why if you meet somebody from eyesonff you run like hell.
This is the worst hypothetical situation EVER. What is it with you people and cannibalism?
I'd kill myself. Being stranded is bad enough, but being stranded in Australia?!
Hoo, boy. No.
What the hell kind of plane trip is this?
I'd do the most obvious thing to human nature:
Do a dance!
I'd volunteer to get eaten. That's assuming that if you mess with the collars, they'll blow up.
I'd wait for Dingoes to eat me, and then explode inside them, splattering everyone with horrible ruptured dingonicky shrapnel.
Then Steve Irwin would come up and prod at me with a stick, and New Zealanders everywhere would cringe at being part of "Australasia".
I'd take off the collar.
Are there Aborigines still in Australia? I'd find one of them.
Murder every survivor. Since all my friends would just probably screw me over to, i'll slit their throats and then eat them. Then i would walk inland, with their body bits as snacks to Sydney and then get their networks to make a movie about it.
To their families.....I'll say I'm sorry while I eat their child's arm.
And as you might have guessed, i wrote this in a bad mood.
I'd dance dance dance 'til I explode~ :catsmile: