Without a doubt a 1970s rockstar
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.
Definitely a fungus that grows huge under the earth and spouts a few fruiting bodies every one in a while.
Just leave me alone and unbothered to grow and eat, maybe with a few other fungi in the area so I can exchange signals with them.
A Limited Liability Corporation
As a literal class K star
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???
Why would anyone want to be reincarnated? The world is descending into fascism and it won’t be liveable much longer anyway. When I die it better be fucking permanent.
Protozoa on the bottom of the ocean do not care about fascism. Protozoa just need nutrients.
I understand what you’re saying. I wish I was never born to begin with but life could be better. I mean, whatever the world descends to it doesn’t matter if you live on a private island in the Caribbean or Oceania.
Human again but as a girl. Wanna know what it’s like
Any alien
Earth is overrated
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.
I think I’d like to be an outside cat for some rich family lol
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 snag enough to not get hit by a cat. Fair point about natural predators tho.
That’s good as well
A human, several hundred years in the future when Communism has won out.
Animal-wise, something simple with slow lifestyle. Man, I just want to chill and be left alone. Maybe a swimming sea cucumber, because echinoderms are cool and wide-open expanses of deep sea are cool.
There may or may not be some kind of human equivalent, depending on the rules of how souls work in this hypothetical.
Something that doesn’t feel pain. A starfish maybe
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.
A migratory goose, so I could fly around to other countries! I love swimming too, so being an aquatic bird is a plus!
What about a seabird? Albatross would probably be the pick for travel, gannet for extensive swimming.
