Fictional universes you wouldn't last a minute in

You voluntarily read and post to the Dope, yet you think that you would never end up coming across Forbidden Knowledge?

Come on, we’re all way-faster-than-average goners in the Lovecraft universe!

Err… If we can get a deal on two for one tickets, you kinda like wanna go together?

Marvel or DC.

New York City, Gotham City, and Metropolis are constantly under threat by some super villain. Sure The Avengers or Superman will eventually save the day, but how many civilians die first from explosions, monsters, buildings being crashed into during fights, alien invasions, etc.

Marvel or DC, but for different reasons than the above.

I’m assuming that the “me” who lives there has my current special knowledge. That means I know, say, Superman’s or Spiderman’s secret identity, plus a whole bunch of other “secrets”.

The chance that I’d be able to resist using that? Zero. Sending anonymous tease notes to Bruce Wayne about his Batman activities, for example; I’d do that in a heartbeat. (Yeah, yeah, world’s greatest detective; he’d find out it was me. It would be worth it! Plus, what’s he gonna do? Maybe I get a threatening visit from the Batman! Double worth it!)

Marvel or DC.

I’d be able to keep their identities but I’d totally want to go see the action that I’d probably have a building fall on me once I got to the action 15-30 minutes after I arrived.

How the heck do I manage to survive in this one?:confused:

My husband says he’s locking me in a closet should the elder gods ever awaken, because I love big slimy tentacled creatures the way children love puppies. I’d be the one running up and saying, “It’s not evil, it’s just misunderst-”

CHOMP!

I’m not really enough of an Arkham Horror nerd to really know for sure, but I don’t think the Lovecraftian creatures were even evil per se. I think at least Cthulhu and a few others actively subjugated humanity at one point, but most of them are just portrayed as so utterly alien that humanity doesn’t even ping their radar – it makes humans dead and insane but isn’t really trying to do anything, for a good or bad reason, they just are.

It’s like bugs when you’re riding at 75mph down the interstate in your car. You don’t even notice you’ve massacred hundreds of critters until you stop to get gas and go “how the hell did my windshield get so dirty?”

Even so, your husband if probably right to keep you locked up because CHOMP.

I don’t think I’d last long in a Oscar Wilde play.

*Lady Bracknell: Now to minor matters. Are your parents living?

**Me: ** I have lost both my parents.

**Lady Bracknell: ** To lose one parent, Mr. Alessan, may be regarded as a misfortune; to lose both looks like carelessness.

*Me: ** Go fuck yourself.

I came in to mention the Paranoia universe. I’d probably burn through my six-pack in less than 60 seconds.

In the original Xanth books, not having a magical power was punishable by banishment. Since I don’t have anything, I suppose I’d be quickly banished back into the “real” world as soon as I was discovered. Better than being killed but I wouldn’t last in Xanth. This also assumes I live that long without being consumed by the local flora or fauna.

I guess later books touch on this rule being relaxed or removed but I don’t have details there.

Hey, olivesmarch4th, knock knock!
(who’s there?)
Interrupting big slimy tentacled creature!
(Interrupting big slimy tenta–)
CHOMP!

The gunslinging Old West. It would be painfully clear that I was an educated big-city dandy who’d never sat a horse, roped a calf, or chewed 'baccy in my life. After unintentionally insulting the first roughneck I met, I’d be shot, hung, dragged, shot again, tarred, feathered, and then shot.

“But wait, guys, I can help you invent solid-state circuitry! What about data compression, who doesn’t love data compression? Guys?..” gallows trapdoor opens

Given that I’m 50 years old, I don;t think I’d last very long in the Logan’s Run universe.

That’s the beauty of it!

If I woke up in Watchmen’s mid-80s with Nixon still president, I’d blow my brains out.

If I had no morals I’d get in on a military research project to develop a weapon to drive people insane (even if only temporarily). It’d be called the “Outer God” and each new series revision would have names like “Azathoth” or “Nyarlathotep”. It would be beautiful.

You’d have to last long enough to sample the “Dial SOmething Warm for the Evening” transporter, though :smiley: Then the sandmen could take you.