respawn on earth.
"Well, their loners. Powerful ones."
Do this.
You do.
Create a army of half-dragon giant spiders to kill Furtaka.
[3] You create several, but it turns out that a crossbreed between a very territorial creature and a typically territorial creature is territorial! One survives.
Fart on everything until it dies.
...
No.
I dunno. o.o
Be godzilla I guess?
[6] You're the God of Zillas.
What's a zilla?
Summon Hari Seldon.
[4] Now, who is she?
Die!
[5] You die, and are really dead! None of this only mostly dead stuff for you! No, siree! You are dead as a doornail, dead as a doorstop, dead as a dodo crossed with a dinosaur. You're rotting on the ground because no one's around to bury you, but some nice vultures come along and eat your flesh. It doesn't hurt because you're dead. Your bones are scattered, and the dregs left behind by the vultures get eaten by assorted insects that feed on dead people. Now that only your bones are left, your dead deadness gets stepped on a bunch. Your skull, also dead, eventually gets covered by sediment in a flood and is eventually discovered alongside the fossilized bones of other dead creatures. The skull is put with other dead primate bones into a skeleton that looked like no real primate, and is gawked at by people wanting to see a dead primate. Eventually, your skull is removed and studied separately by scientists who study dead things and think that your skull did not belong to the same dead creature as the other dead primate bones.
By the way, you are dead.
P.S. We deserve a spot in the Hall of Fame, as we got enough votes. To remind Skyrunner, I'd like to ask everyone who voted for TAoM to vote again, just in case.
I'd also like it if everyone else did as well.
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