My head would fuse with my chest of drawers, the rest of my body would fall limply to the floor about 70cm below, if my head fusing with my furniture didn’t kill me, then the fall could break my neck, it would absoluetely make the chest of drawers fall over me which absolutely could crush my neck.
A bunch of people in here without something solid two feet to the left of them seem to be assuming that there is a perfect them-shaped vaccuum that they will be teleported into. That’s not the case. There is air there, and you’ll be just as dead as the guy sitting next to the family refrigerator.
Unless you are an astronaut currently in space, the only correct answer is “dying of multiple simultaneous embolisms, with or without widespread traumatic amputations, and ‘gross dismemberment’ (SFW, only text) from instantaneous pressure changes inside the body.”
Presumably, teleportation is a bidirectional process, and everything that was occupying the space you now take gets teleported to your previous position.
I’m now pooping outside for the neighbors to see… and probably fell over, bare-ass, struggling to figure out wtf just happened. And I’m locked out with a dirty bum; whyyyy!? Why have I been forsaken during my phone poop time?!
I’d fall off my displaced chair and have my left kneecap stuck in the drawers. I guess I’d die if that merge of my knee with the drawer would result in fusion.
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