THUNDERSTRIKE
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Porn magazines, cannabis plants and graphic novels.
Who needs civilization when you have all three?
Porn magazines, cannabis plants and graphic novels.
Who needs civilization when you have all three?
Go crazy. If there is now one left then that means no athlectis to watch on tv and no one left to make new video games for me to play lol.
You mean just human or actually a male of the species?
Last man on Earth will fap a lot, I don't want to do that.
I have a feeling you'd be staging the Superbowl every year using McFarlane sports NFL action figures, and using other toys to fill out all the team rosters.
"Damnit, Drew Brees connected with a TD pass to Hello Kitty. I can't believe I lost another $50 betting on this game!"
I would probably spend all of my time traveling to the most iconic and historic places throughout the entire world. Then I would take a giant poo in the middle of it all.
Poo in the oval office.
Poo on the statue of liberty.
Poo on the eiffel tower.
Poo on the Pyramids.
Poo on the great wall of China.
Poo on Big Ben.
Poo on the tower of Pisa.
Etc.
A little part of me everywhere.
What if the word man is being used to describe humans in general and I am the last man on earth because everyone else has been turned into vampires? Just like the Richard Matheson novel I am Legend.
Or continuing this idea (but less stealing copyrighted material ) what if you were put into cryostasis and only awoken thousands of years in the future and humanity had evolved beyond you with you basically being a caveman to the future humans who called them selves something else, truely being the 'last man'?
Last Human? Try to get over the shock, fail, cry a lot, ask God "WHY!!" then recover a little, travel and see as much of the world as I could before the baboons took me.
Last man? With all the women still alive, God, I'd run for it... How could you live normally? If you were with one woman wouldn't there be like a police force or army of women? They could come and take you if they wanted, they would probably forcibly take my sperm, inseminate thousands of women of different races and creeds to repopulate the world, the new world order where women rule, then they would no doubt kill me slowly in revenge for every man who ever wronged each woman alive, then they would feed my body parts to the baboons, probably balls first
When I dream tonight it will be truly horrific, and in my heart I have no doubt that it will end with my demise at the hands of those cruel devious bastards, the women. Unless I'm fortunate and just get eaten alive by the baboons...
I love being by myself. I think I would be very happy.
And yeah, definitely travel.
Considering what we can do with science these days you might not be that important in the long run. Basically you'd be more of a lab rat than a breeding mule. Mostly to find out why you lived and if there was a way to reverse engineer the immunity into future generations.
Of course the main point in that is if it was only the human males that died, if it was all males of all species then almost all life on earth would be ****ed.
I would go to Disney World and ride all the rides for free... But then I thought if I am strapped in the seat... whose gonna turn on the ride...
Very good points you make, and they will not help my dreams one bit!. I see female baboons in surgical gowns and masks descending on my only half anaesthetised body with blades and devices that should never have been invented... The last thing I hear as I pass out from the pain of my own dissection is a baboon letting out a loud raspy yet mournful fart that sounds exactly like The Last Post.
I did also factor in to my 'last man' world that all the fridges would have broken when the men all died and as the women couldn't fix them themselves all the spunky goo started defrosting and spoiling. The scenes of hundreds if not thousands of women in various positions across the world pouring goo into funnels and then themselves is quite heartbreaking, trippy and pervy twisted all at the same time. It was like a scene from 1989's Society in it's own little way.
Hence the need for the womens police army to come and take me away to be milked and inevitably to become the new Father of all Humankind.
I am Adam in all but name.