People won’t know where the message comes from, they’ll just hear your voice as though you were standing next to them. Everyone hears it at the same time. The message is not translated into anyone’s native language, everyone hears it exactly as you say it. The maximum length is 6 of your breaths.
“You have been chosen. Tell no one. The false idol must be killed.”
Then just watch the chaos unfold.
This is the kinda evil shit I came to the comments for. Well done.
Side note: nobody let this person gain any form of power
you just lost the game
I’m a little sad that I stopped playing.
You don’t quit the game. The game quits you.
FUCK
I just lost the game…
It feels awesome as a man to get your prostate massaged. Try it!
“Test, test, testicles. That is all.”
Testes, check, check, testes. One, two…three??
List of a random string of numbers in a monotone voice, have people go insane trying to figure out it means
4 8 15 16 23 42
God I loved that show
Needs to have one number out of sequence, just for maximum chaos
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“Er, excuse me, everyone… is this… is this thing on? Can they hear me? Can they?”
“A NEW HAND TOUCHES THE BEACON!,” etc.
I’m not sure I could get it out in 6 breaths but I’d try to read a great little piece:
"The Pale Blue Dot of Earth.
Look again at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every “superstar,” every “supreme leader,” every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there–on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.
Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.
The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.
It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we’ve ever known."
— Carl Sagan, Pale Blue Dot, 1994
If you want to hear this moving quote in Carl Sagan’s own voice (I recommend it):
Hey everyone, the Lord here. The Jews aren’t allowed to have Israel anymore. I’m giving it to the Palestinians, because the Jews wouldn’t behave. The Jews can have the moon instead.
You want my treasure? You can have it! I left everything I gathered together in one place! Now you just have to find it!
Please listen carefully to the following broadcast. Your survival depends on it. Do not, under any circumstances broadcast ends suddenly
WARNING: INCOMING GAME
Wait, is this a Reboot referrence in 2026 or am I too cartoon brained?
Glitch, make another reference so they know they’re among friends.
On a very full breath, I can do the “badger badger badger badger bager badger badger badger mushroom mushroom” like barely 3 times. So I would get that out like 18 times. My hope would be to cause a worlwide earworm with that terrible song.
It’s either I do that, or cause a worldwide rickroll without the backing track. See how far I can go.
So you’re not gonna go for baby shark?
Maybe if it was before it blew up and became what it is now. I remember when it was just a dumb camp song, similar to the moose who likes to drink his apple juice. Glad that hasn’t surfaced much in relevancy.
Edit:
Turns out the version of that moose song I remember is a different version of the song…
The song is about drinking a lot of juice, but the version we had replaced it with apple juice for some reason.
“Alright, we can kill it. Do we want to roll back the save or start over?”
