Without a doubt a 1970s rockstar
A spoiled rich kid. I want to have a life I’ll never know in this one, a life without real worry and to actually own a home. A life of stability and unlimited possibilities with all the time in the world to train for whatever I would want to do/become.
This life, living in someone else’s garage while still spending 1/2 of my income on rent and no hope for future advancement and knowing that the only financial stability possible would require marriage/a second income, and that it just isn’t in the cards is not a fun life.
You won’t have a memory of this live and as a spoiled rich kid you won’t enjoy all your privilege and take it for granted.
After 9 years, you know what I realize? Ignorance is bliss.
I don’t wanna remember nothing. Nothing. You understand? And I wanna be rich, you know someone important… like an actor.
(holy shit!)
I understand what you’re saying. I’ve been thinking of alternative timelines and all of the good ones involve being rich. I would do anything to live in a big fancy mansion with my boyfriend in somewhere warm and have so much money I could just go to any shop I want and buy whatever without thinking of the price. Every way you look at it being rich is ideal. This is why I would love to be a 1970s rockstar. Steady and huge flow of income, adoring fans, fame, endless opportunities, sexy groupies and all the drugs and alcohol you could want but I am stuck in my stupid, miserable life.
Since you said what and not who.
I’ll come back as an Autobot from Transformers. I’m thinking Fortress Maximus.
While we don’t have an exact height. Best numbers state 2,400 meters high or 7,874 feet. His head transforms into a tall Autobot and that head transforms into a human sized robot (actually it’s a human in an exoskeleton).
Fortress Maximus becomes a city when it transforms.
BTW the tallest building is the Burj Khalifa it’s height is 2,722 feet.
What about Unicron, but pre-destruction? He’s basically planet sized.
You are right I should have gone Unicron.
A fancy house cat of a nice middle aged middle class white woman.
Okay, my mother’s cats. She pampers them a lot.
A human that is cisgender would be cool.
Honestly though, how would I appreciate it if I don’t keep memories?
A person again, female again, in a developed country again. I would do this again. Please.
I’d like to try being a lemur. Swinging through the canopy on those long arms, giving/receiving back scratches as a form of social currency and hooting at leopards when I feel like it.
A Limited Liability Corporation
Would I know everything I know now? Cause if not, then what’s the point? I might as well be a completely different person (because I would be).
If I do know everything I know now, then would I retain that intelligence if I was another creature? Like could I come back as a chimpanzee with my full current intellect? What about an octopus?
Could I come back as a 90 year old billionaire’s only heir, and be born with my complete current knowledge? Then I can just use the cash to help people?
Since this is fantasy anyway, could I come back as a Viltrumite? What about a Kryptonian?
Could I be Cthulhu?
Could I just be me, but reborn with my current information?
WHAT ARE THE RULES???
A human, several hundred years in the future when Communism has won out.
I would rather not. One lifetime is too much for this crappy world.
Alligator. Being a human isn’t fun at all. I just wanna float like a log all day.
As a literal class K star
Someone from an advanced spacefaring civilization
You know those stories about people who insist they remember their past life? But there’s no way to confirm it? I’d like my memories passed down like that.
big-ass dragon.
skate around on hot wheels, zip around the burj khalifa, blend in with humans.
wear a beat-up rag in the desert and save a traveler.
be mysterious at the soup kitchen. but an observant worker notices something’s off.
live through a hundred calamities because eh, humanity will get through it.
smash a wall with my big-ass human-form tail.
eat 1500 drumsticks, sleep 80 hours, then fix the wall bc the landlord’s a nice lady and i don’t want to disquiet her.
the soup kitchen friend is on to me.
big-ass dragon.
I think I’d like to be an outside cat for some rich family lol
That’s good as well
Same except indoor cat with a balcony. I don’t want to get eaten by a hawk or ran over by a car.
I’m assuming I’ll be smart enough to not get hit by a cat. Fair point about natural predators tho.
