Murphy's Law
12-02-2011, 12:00 PM
You were only six years old.
Your family was driving to their summer cottage, but halfway there a freak blizzard struck, even though it was the middle of July. The resulting storm led to a major traffic jam, making it as difficult to go back home as to keep heading to the cottage.
Over the next five hours, as you shivered in the back of the car, you gradually made it closer to the cottage.
Then the engine gave out.
"Hey, it could be worse," your father joked as he opened his door, planning to fix the engine in the middle of the raging snow.
Your young mind soon thought of just how it could be worse. At least there weren't any dinosaurs, right?
And then, right in front of your eyes, your father was devoured by a pack of velociraptors.
That was twenty years ago.
You are Murphy S. Law. You have a unique and dangerous power: the ability to make any situation you're in worse for you.
It's not really all that useful. You've spent most of the intervening years learning to carefully control what you think about so you don't use it accidentally.
Right now, you're watching TV. Your favorite show is about to start.
*bzzt*
"Greetings, pathetic worms."
Oh, great. It looks like some nutcase has hijacked the world's broadcasting networks.
"My name is David Stroyer," the man on your TV set says. "I am the leader of the Exquisitely Perfect Legion of Overwhelming Death and Evil, or EXPLODE. In twenty-four hours, we will destroy the entire world. There is no ransom. We simply wish to destroy everything. Enjoy your last day of existence while you can."
Well. This could be a problem.
You feel something within you stirring you into action. You can't let these terrorists succeed in their evil schemes.
You have to stop this somehow. But what can you do? You've got no special skills, all you have is the power to make things worse.
On the other hand... You have some control over how things get worse. Maybe you can use that to your advantage.
Well, you'd better get started. Terrorists are going to destroy the world in 24 hours, and you have no idea where they are.
So! How can this possibly get any worse?
Your family was driving to their summer cottage, but halfway there a freak blizzard struck, even though it was the middle of July. The resulting storm led to a major traffic jam, making it as difficult to go back home as to keep heading to the cottage.
Over the next five hours, as you shivered in the back of the car, you gradually made it closer to the cottage.
Then the engine gave out.
"Hey, it could be worse," your father joked as he opened his door, planning to fix the engine in the middle of the raging snow.
Your young mind soon thought of just how it could be worse. At least there weren't any dinosaurs, right?
And then, right in front of your eyes, your father was devoured by a pack of velociraptors.
That was twenty years ago.
You are Murphy S. Law. You have a unique and dangerous power: the ability to make any situation you're in worse for you.
It's not really all that useful. You've spent most of the intervening years learning to carefully control what you think about so you don't use it accidentally.
Right now, you're watching TV. Your favorite show is about to start.
*bzzt*
"Greetings, pathetic worms."
Oh, great. It looks like some nutcase has hijacked the world's broadcasting networks.
"My name is David Stroyer," the man on your TV set says. "I am the leader of the Exquisitely Perfect Legion of Overwhelming Death and Evil, or EXPLODE. In twenty-four hours, we will destroy the entire world. There is no ransom. We simply wish to destroy everything. Enjoy your last day of existence while you can."
Well. This could be a problem.
You feel something within you stirring you into action. You can't let these terrorists succeed in their evil schemes.
You have to stop this somehow. But what can you do? You've got no special skills, all you have is the power to make things worse.
On the other hand... You have some control over how things get worse. Maybe you can use that to your advantage.
Well, you'd better get started. Terrorists are going to destroy the world in 24 hours, and you have no idea where they are.
So! How can this possibly get any worse?
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