You’re given 10 million dollars to perform an elaborate practical joke. What do you do?
I’d stage a pretty convincin UFO landing in a very public place. Complete with creature effects and maybe even a laser battle. I’d also have pizza and cold beer for my coconspirators as we watch the multi-hour show.
I’d try to do something that involves masses of people turning up to the same place at the same time, all thinking they’re the only one invited until as late as possible in the game. I’ll try to flesh out a plan later.
I would use the money to go to some big televangelist or fundamentalist convention, like at a stadium or something. I would float down or fly in dressed as a beautiful glowing angel, and then once I was on stage and had everyone’s attention I would turn into a huge demon, complete with whips and flames, and condemn all present to eternal punishment. Then I would try to get out intact.
I would recruit 500 amateur actors, paint them green, and charter a 747 to take us places. We would go to a new place every day - small towns and big cities and everything in between. Once we arrived at a place, The troupe would head for the city center. They absolutely would not speak and they wouldn’t walk. They would skip everywhere. Their only verbal means of communication would be to sound like a donkey. After a few hours we could load back up in the 747 and go to some other random place. The public would became confused and scared by all of this.
Remember that group that did the ‘time stop’ in Grand Central Station?
Well I’d get a big group of people to do something like that except instead of freezing like a statute, I’d have them all drop to the floor convulsing for a bit and then play dead They would do it in waves from a central spot like a super plague. So one person drops and then a few people that bend down to help him drop then more and more and more.
Oh man that would be soooooo funny.
People dressed in merfolk costumes show up off Miami Beach. they get the beach goers attention. They start pulling actors down under the water and the actors stay under in a safe place. The beach goers watch all these people disappear. The merfolk disappear.
Extremely poor taste department: I would project am exact hologram of the World Trade Towers at Ground Zero. Make everyone wonder if they imagined 9/11.
I’d create Nigerian e-mails, and then deposit $1,000,000 into the first ten people’s bank account who responded. Make the stories public “Hey, these things do work!”.