Any 1 Superpower?
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Alright then I would have the power to give everyone pleasure, orgasmicly! I would be ruler of the planet in under a week!!!
Geeez, even your superpowers are square
Neuromancer said:
Tonight on CNN: Retaliatory attacks in the Gaza strip have ground to a halt after the entire region has become a single, writhing peninsula of pleasure. No one has yet claimed responsibility for the orgasmic attack, but it is believed that Neuromancer has recently acquired vast orgasmic powers. He is not available for questioning at this time.
I'm kiddin' myself. Anyone who had vast orgasmic powers would spend all their time using them on themselves. And maybe politicians during debates.
I always liked the idea of being able to change shape; the only problem was how to get back to your original shape, but then I guess when you learn to shapeshift you don't really have one anymore, so...
Tonight on CNN: Retaliatory attacks in the Gaza strip have ground to a halt after the entire region has become a single, writhing peninsula of pleasure. No one has yet claimed responsibility for the orgasmic attack, but it is believed that Neuromancer has recently acquired vast orgasmic powers. He is not available for questioning at this time.
I'm kiddin' myself. Anyone who had vast orgasmic powers would spend all their time using them on themselves. And maybe politicians during debates.
I always liked the idea of being able to change shape; the only problem was how to get back to your original shape, but then I guess when you learn to shapeshift you don't really have one anymore, so...
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Originally posted by BinaryMixer
If you could have any superpower (only one) what would it be.
(and to all those wankers who are going to say "to be GOD"...dont
Me.... to fly, simple and to the point, but fun and travel wise too!
Mmmhh... Let's think.
Maybe to be invisible.
Well, light would not interract with my eye lenses, so I will see all out of focus.
So definitely not invisible.
Maybe superstrong like superman.
Well, I'd be able to take an entire building with one hand
But how could the one little brick, in the corner of the building, that I would hold in my hand, support the whole building. It is not supposed to be super strong, I am.
So definitely not superstrong.
Maybe telekinesis.
Well, I have allready this power. With the power of my mind I allready can move physical objects. For example my fingers that type this message.
So definitely not telekinesis.
Maybe superattractive to women.
Well, for one or two month's that could be nice, but I think that I would like sometimes to read, to eat, to type stupid messages in sciforums, and instead I would be on the run all the time from women chasing me.
So definitely not superattractive.
Maybe the power to see in the future.
Well, that doesn't exist. Have you ever heard of one of those future predictors winning the big price at the lottery?
So definitely not seeing the future
So I think the only thing left would be superintelligent.
But thats ok with me because I am allready superintelligent
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Indestructible metal endoskeleton grafted to your own (a la wolverine) would be quite handy, although the grafting surgery doesn't look too nice, so I guess I'd also have to have his powers of regeneration too.
Yeah, but what if an alien sucks your brain out through a straw? Or does your brain regenerate as well?
CaptainCaper
Registered Senior Member
The power to poop out a breakfast cereal of my choice, and pee milk.
CaptainCaper,
That reminded me of a KitH skit in which this pot smoker makes a deal with Satan so that hemp grows out of the guys head and he can just reach back and grab some dried leaves to smoke. Now that’s a superpower!!! Heck with biotech we could actually make that possible! :m: All we need is the engineer a hemp plant with certain genes of skin fungi and operons, instant pot head!
That reminded me of a KitH skit in which this pot smoker makes a deal with Satan so that hemp grows out of the guys head and he can just reach back and grab some dried leaves to smoke. Now that’s a superpower!!! Heck with biotech we could actually make that possible!
:m: All we need is the engineer a hemp plant with certain genes of skin fungi and operons, instant pot head!If I were telekinetic, the first thing I would do is get a cape and some sort of costume with a mask so nobody would recognize that I am really cool skill. Then, I would rob the bank. I'd fly over there in the middle of the night. Then I would make the vault open, and make the money float into my bag. Then I would fly the hell away before the police knew what hit them. Then I would use my super powers to get roles in movies. They would hire me to play somebody with telekinetic powers. They wouldn't have to use special effects because I already have the powers. Then I would go to my university that ripped me off all throughout college, and make all the buildings crumble. With great power comes great responsibility. Therefore, I would start a Christian Terrorist organization because it’s not fair that all the Muslims get to be terrorists. Then I would go destroy an abortion clinic or two in the name of Jesus and the Christian Terrorists. After that, I would go to NASA, and organize a trip to Mars. We would figure out a way for me to use my powers to help fly and land the shuttle. Then, I would hold a contest for the Sciforums girls, and chose the hottest one to accompany me to Mars. Upon arriving to the red planet, unbeknownst to the Americans, I plan to jump out of the shuttle first, plant my flag, and declare the planet property of cool skill. As soon as I get back to earth, I would go on vacation to Antarctica. I would bring anybody from the forum along as some sort of convention. When I get back home, I’ll probably rob a few more banks in the middle of the night, then blow up the credit card companies that claim I owe them money. Then I would rob Circuit City for some handy electronics. Then I would go destroy Sprint, and put them out of business for ripping me off that one time. Then I would design and build myself a secret fortress in the ghetto. My room would be on the top floor, and the rest of the building would be for my most loyal followers. Then I would go work for the CIA. Then I would use my inside CIA knowledge to upgrade my fortress with lots of spy technology. I would also use my inside CIA information to find out where the aliens are kept, and go visit them. My gift to them would be an official autographed picture of me.
I would be such a great guitar player that even Satan disguised as Ralph Macchio disguised as Steve Vai disguised as a supermodel would not be able to beat me in a Crossroads-style guitar duel.
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Mercy.
Adventures of cool skill the two year old.
I turn myself into a two year old, and call up my friends. I tell them to come over to my apartment to show them my new body. They ask me how I am supposed to cash my checks in this body. They ask how I will drive my car to the post office to collect my mail. I give them the key to my mailbox, and ask them to please collect my mail when they go to get theirs. I let them hold onto my computer which is pretty much my only possession. I sell off all my belongings, and realize I have no clothes that fit. I pay a friend to take me to Wal-Mart to by me some shoes and clothes. Once I have myself in order, I pay a friend to drive me down to the city where the homeless center is. I go in there, and tell them I have no home. They do all of my paperwork to make sure social security is aware of my existence as a brand new citizen. I get put in a home for homeless kids. Then I get adopted by some white family. I show them I have all this knowledge and ability that adults have. I can read, write, do calculus, fix computers, use various programs, dance, sing, and cuss like a sailor. Thinking that I am some sort of child genius, they send me to Oprah. My first instinct is to cuss Oprah the hell out, but I decide that perhaps she could be of some use. First, I convince them to help me skip high school, and take the SAT and GED. After seeing my high scores, I get accepted into the best universities, and attend part time majoring in law. In the meantime, I use my connections in the entertainment industry to become a child TV/movie/music star. Books, clothing, toys, and various merchandise is sold in my name. I put the Olsen twins out of business fast. I make tons of money which my adopted family puts away for me. I have my own website dedicated to my organization. I also take all types of lessons including gymnastics, yoga, and singing. I build a 4 story building to house my adopted family, and my company. I send lots of money to my real family and friends so that they may build a building to live in. When I turn about four years old, I have my own independent screen play ready to be produced. By the time I’m eight years old, I finish undergraduate law school, and stop there. I have a multimillion dollar company producing entertainment and merchandise. In the next few years, I continue to expand my franchise, and gather more funds. When I turn sixteen, I join the Air Force, and learn how to fix satellites in orbit. In about two years, I become an astronaut candidate. After about a year or so of intense training, I am accepted as a full fledge astronaut mission specialist. After a few assignments and planning, I arrange a trip to mars. Upon arriving to the red planet, unbeknownst to the Americans, I plan to jump out of the shuttle first, plant my flag, and declare the planet property of cool skill. When I get back, I continue making money, and set up small cities and schools in underdeveloped countries. I write more fiction, act in more movies, and continue designing the ultimate city.
I turn myself into a two year old, and call up my friends. I tell them to come over to my apartment to show them my new body. They ask me how I am supposed to cash my checks in this body. They ask how I will drive my car to the post office to collect my mail. I give them the key to my mailbox, and ask them to please collect my mail when they go to get theirs. I let them hold onto my computer which is pretty much my only possession. I sell off all my belongings, and realize I have no clothes that fit. I pay a friend to take me to Wal-Mart to by me some shoes and clothes. Once I have myself in order, I pay a friend to drive me down to the city where the homeless center is. I go in there, and tell them I have no home. They do all of my paperwork to make sure social security is aware of my existence as a brand new citizen. I get put in a home for homeless kids. Then I get adopted by some white family. I show them I have all this knowledge and ability that adults have. I can read, write, do calculus, fix computers, use various programs, dance, sing, and cuss like a sailor. Thinking that I am some sort of child genius, they send me to Oprah. My first instinct is to cuss Oprah the hell out, but I decide that perhaps she could be of some use. First, I convince them to help me skip high school, and take the SAT and GED. After seeing my high scores, I get accepted into the best universities, and attend part time majoring in law. In the meantime, I use my connections in the entertainment industry to become a child TV/movie/music star. Books, clothing, toys, and various merchandise is sold in my name. I put the Olsen twins out of business fast. I make tons of money which my adopted family puts away for me. I have my own website dedicated to my organization. I also take all types of lessons including gymnastics, yoga, and singing. I build a 4 story building to house my adopted family, and my company. I send lots of money to my real family and friends so that they may build a building to live in. When I turn about four years old, I have my own independent screen play ready to be produced. By the time I’m eight years old, I finish undergraduate law school, and stop there. I have a multimillion dollar company producing entertainment and merchandise. In the next few years, I continue to expand my franchise, and gather more funds. When I turn sixteen, I join the Air Force, and learn how to fix satellites in orbit. In about two years, I become an astronaut candidate. After about a year or so of intense training, I am accepted as a full fledge astronaut mission specialist. After a few assignments and planning, I arrange a trip to mars. Upon arriving to the red planet, unbeknownst to the Americans, I plan to jump out of the shuttle first, plant my flag, and declare the planet property of cool skill. When I get back, I continue making money, and set up small cities and schools in underdeveloped countries. I write more fiction, act in more movies, and continue designing the ultimate city.
As I have said before, absolute control over my biological structure. With every cell doing your bidding you are basically immortal until every single cell in your body is killed, you can shapeshift, and do all sorts of neat stuff. You have near infinite potential.
BinaryMixer
Registered Member
The ability to control all agriculture.
I would controle the world!
Oh no wait....my competitor would be Monsanto, and they have patents on everything.....ok, so I would control them too!
I would solve world hunger and have all the world's economies at my pleasant mercy. I would be a fair a just ruler banning the concepts of poverty from the human mind creating a better quality of life (not communism folks, thats one of those GREAT idea, but doesnt work thingies...My idea does!)
"He who controls the spice..."
I would controle the world!
Oh no wait....my competitor would be Monsanto, and they have patents on everything.....ok, so I would control them too!
I would solve world hunger and have all the world's economies at my pleasant mercy. I would be a fair a just ruler banning the concepts of poverty from the human mind creating a better quality of life (not communism folks, thats one of those GREAT idea, but doesnt work thingies...My idea does!)
"He who controls the spice..."