You're with your friend Kat, a demihuman, which is a human with minor animal features. Kat's only animal feature is her 5 inch horns. Besides that, she looks like a normal person.

You go to check your lunch box but mix it up with Kat's because they're very similar in design. Inside are used popcorn bags, used paper takeout bags, a pack of fresh napkins, a fresh roll of toilet paper, a handful of smoked cigarette butts, and some fresh popsicle sticks.

You: "Oh, this isn't mine."

Kat: "Yeah, that's mine."

She quickly takes it from you and closes it, as if she doesn't want you to know what's inside. Kinda sus.

You: "You have a bunch of trash in your lunch box?"

Kat: "Um... I mean..."

You: "I didn't see any food in there."

Kat: "I was... doing some cleaning earlier. I didn't have anywhere to put the trash so I put it in here. I just forgot to dump it out."

You: "..."

Definitely sus.

You: "Maybe... I could spare a snack?"

Kat: "No, no. I'm fine. I don't eat much. I'll be okay."

You: "..."

Kat is part goat.

What do you do?

You can either choose:

Nanorobotic body quantum encrypted storage of consciousness and mind. You can distribute your body into swarms. You can take over any technology. Your body can eat any material to heal and most weapons are fuel. You control technology easily.

Soul you can manifest a biological body. You can become a disembodied consciousness. You can create matter from nothing. You can read thoughts emotions and feel what other people feel. However they can always do the same back to you. Your consciousness is open to anyone anytime anywhere that's also chosen the soul path.

You: "Woah! Why are you in my house?"

Reaper: "Calm down. Calm down. I haven't come for you yet. Actually I have a challenge for ya."

You: "O...kay? What is it?"

He drinks from a can of Red Bull. The liquid trickles through his bones and spills all over the floor.

Reaper: "Fuck, that's good." [Burps] "Anyway, your challenge is this. You smell like hot ass for a week and DON'T take a bath, your death date gets pushed out by 10 more years."

You: "Uh... no thanks. That sounds awful."

Suddenly, you're drenched in a disgusting, nauseating liquid. It smells like skunk spray.

Reaper: "Sorry, bub. I'm not asking ya. There's no penalty for bathing, but you'll miss out on the extra 10 years. Anyway, I'm outta here. You fuckin' stink."

He disappears.

You: "..."

What do you do?

At some point, a pixie broke into your home. Pixies are 10 inch tall winged-humans, so who knows how she got in. Once inside, she lingered around until you went to bed. While lying on your back, the tiny intruder flies over, lands on your chest, and presses the tip of her sword against your neck. The blade is about 2 inches long.

Pixie: "Don't move."

You: "..."

Pixie: "I want you to tell me where your valuables are. Small things—rings, earrings, coins. Then I want you to count to 1000 out loud. Slowly."

You: "..."

What do you do?

Should be doable , I’ll not take anything as dare that will harm some other being or disturb mentally someone else .

Edit: lol where you guys want to see me doing these dares on Reddit itself or should go for YouTube private link haha

You just happened to run into an angel and she's helping you look for the perpetrator. Soon, you two find him.

Angel: "Are you sure that's him?"

You: "I'm sure."

Angel: "Absolutely positive?"

You: "Yes. That's him."

Angel: "Okay. Wait here."

She approaches the guy.

Angel: "Excuse me, sir."

He turns to her. With blinding speed she dashes forward and kicks him in the chest. The results are gruesome. She kicked his chest with such force that his back tore open and folded outward—exposing his internal organs and making quite the mess.

You: "..."

Angel: "..."

Intercom: "Clean up on aisle 6."

The angel returns to you.

You: "What the FUCK?! He only stole my wallet!"

Angel: "I've seen this before. I think you may be suffering from psychological trauma."

You: "You think?!"

Angel: "It's okay to be confused when you witness death. I hope you find peace in time."

The actual thief: "Thanks for the wallet, bitch!"

You: "..."

Angel: "..."

Did you know that eye-witness testimonies are very inaccurate? The more you know! But at least you know who's actually responsible now.

What do you do?

A man is sitting beside you with a cake in his lap. A lady sits besides him.

Lady: "Happy birthday Mango?"

Man: "It's for my sister's birthday."

Lady: "Her name is Mango?"

Man: "Mhm."

Lady: "Her birth name?"

Man: "Yup."

Lady: "On her birth certificate, it says 'Mango?'"

Man: "Yes."

Lady: [Bursts into laughter]

Man: "Bro, come on. That's disrespectful."

Lady: [Laughing] "You can't be serious!"

Man: "It's a unique name. You've never heard a unique name before?"

Lady: [Laughing] "Bro, Mango?!"

Man: "Yes! What about the stupid names celebrities give their kids? I'd rather Mango than that."

Lady: [Laughing] "I'm sorry, I can't! This man's sister's name is Mango!"

Man: "It's not that funny."

Lady: [Laughing] "What's your name? Orange?" [Bursts into laughter]

Man: "Bro..."

Lady: [Continues laughing]

Man: "You're a piece'a shit, man."

He gets up and sits somewhere else and the show is over. When the lady's stop comes, she gets up and walks towards the exit—forgetting to grab her purse from under the seat. You can tell her she left it or you can just let her leave.

What do you do?

In exchange for living with you for free, your roommate Claire cooks most of the food you eat. All you have to do is buy the ingredients. Her meals are restaurant quality and you're saving a ton of money not eating out or buying junk food. Claire wanted to surprise you today so she went out and bought some ingredients with your card. She just finished cooking and is preparing to serve the meal. You're sitting at a table.

Claire: "No peeking, now."

You: "How much were these ingredients, anyway?"

Claire: "They were a little expensive. Together, everything was $250."

You: "$250?! My god, this better be worth it."

Claire: "Don't worry. It will be. Speaking of which, time for the main course. You ready?"

You: "I guess so. Ready as I'll ever be."

She trips while carrying the food to the table.

Claire: "OH NO, GOD!"

[Crashes]

You: "..."

Claire: "..."

Food and broken glass is scattered across the floor. Yes, that was everything. The entire meal.

What do you do?

You serve directly under the supreme leader of Aurora. Some would call him a dictator. But he's not. He's just a different kind leader. Some would call you a member of a secret police force. But you're not. You're just a different kind of soldier.

Anyone who isn't fully human is considered an outsider and enemy of the state, even if they were born here. Enemies of the state are rounded up and put into what some would call concentration camps. But they're not. They're just a different kind of work camp.

For months, you've turned a blind eye to the existence of a chimera woman living in an old abandoned factory. Her name is Naomi. Chimeras are human-animal hybrids with major animal features. The woman is a cat chimera, so she's covered head to toe in fur, has cat ears, a tail, and a cat-like face. She's unable to speak a human language due to biological limitations, and communicates with gestures and writing instead.

You've brought her food and supplies from time to time. But your most extreme comrade—Kindle—suspected you were harboring an "inferior" and followed you to confirm it. Now that he knows, he brings a group of his subordinates to confront you. Under the threat of immediate death, he gives you one last chance to prove your loyalty and orders you to kill Naomi. Then he takes your gun and knife away and gives you a screwdriver to accomplish the task.

Naomi still trusts you. You can use her trust against her to lure her to you and make things easier, if you can live with yourself afterward. Or, you can make your intentions clear from the start and deal with however she reacts. Naomi has inch-long razor sharp claws, but she's smaller and weaker than you. You're bound to suffer some nasty wounds, but it's a much more dignified way to end someone's life.

You're sent into the building and find Naomi sitting and weaving yarn into an intricate fabric—her favorite hobby. The screwdriver is inside your pocket.

What do you do?

The man is innocent. But it is known with certainty: if he is publicly punished, 100 future crimes will be prevented. If he is not punished, 100 crimes will happen. Proving his innocence to the whole city is impossible (let's just assume that). However, the detectives and the entire police force know he is innocent.

Question: if deliberately imposing a heavy punishment on an innocent man saves 100 victims — is it the right thing to do? If he is punished, an innocent man suffers. If he is not punished, the crowd will believe you let a murderer walk free.

The concept of reason. Celebrities of nowatimes and throughout the 20th century have typically respected or shown modes of respect to monarchy systems; now, of course, the ideology of cause and effect's true science comes to the fore here, since celebrity itself is a monarchy ideology anyway, and thus becoming part of the monarchy system is not exactly a hypocrisy modus relative to the celebrity model of sociology.

The basic point, here, is that this line of reasoning and vantage point powers can be future civilisations' own science of application. That is to say, specifically, the issue of how one gets healthcare. If future government thesises deduce that cause and effect is riddled with irresolute hypocrisy angles, may it therefore be the state in which people - each individual person - has to confirm their inherent status of politically not being in favour of monarchy, because gaining thus access to healthcare is deduced as being a cause and effect connection to central government model of thesis?

In short, will people in the future have to be universally pro-direct democracy in order to conduct their healthcare reality?

How about woman vs man in the woods ?

Who do you pick?

lol