What would the Black Mercy show you?

Probably working as an architect instead of an office job.
Same wife but met a few years earlier. Already 2 kids.
Parents a decade younger.
2 dogs.

A world where I'm in complete control of my thoughts and emotions. Where I didn't make so many impulsive decisions and screw up my life. Where people are more empathetic. I'd be married and have a house in a good neighborhood. I'd be rich, but I'd donate a majority of my money to conservation efforts and charitable, non-profit organizations. I'd host a live-stream of D&D on Wednesdays and work as a voice actor.

Me marrying my fiance and her being alive. Living happy life

My dick being bigger than 3 inches

Is that true user?

Sorry for you.

Yes. It's been a year now

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>Me having not failed university in 3rd year
>Fixing my coordination issues (dyspraxic. Noticed in the last couple of years I can't really feel my hands moving the way I want them to if that makes any sense)
>Stable job in an office, and better impulse control

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Have you tried boxing?
That could help.

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>What would the Black Mercy show you?
>Would have gone to a uni rather than an art school. Be a high school teacher. Marry a fellow weeb. House and a dog. Maybe a couple kids. My subject would be history.

Nope, but I do have a gym nearby tbf. I play stick on fighting games because my ability to use pad never picked back up after a couple years away from fighting games. It's in no way debilitating but it's constantly there when I need any kind of fine control

Fuck off memeposter

Consider it. It's fun and it may also help for impulse control.

I'll consider it. Thanks for the advice, user

Nothing.

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My former fiancé and the life we would have had.

>Back in 2011 I had proposed to my girlfriend and she said yes. She went out one Friday night with two of her friends to have a girls night out thing.
>Around 11:30 that night a drunk driver had slammed into the four-door car's driver side doing over 90 mph and killed the driver instantly. The passenger on the rear driver side passed on route to the hospital. That was my fiancé.
>The only survivor was the woman next to my fiancé and she is now in a wheelchair as her spine was damaged.
>Haven't moved on still to this day.

Fuck this gay earth Yea Forums, fuck it with every dildo shaped nuke available

Drunk drivers are the lowest of the low. Fortunately for the rest of us, self driving cars will be a thing relatively soon.

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My mom....

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Probably me in a hyperbolic timechamber with all my waifus.

My life if it were written as a Robert E. Howard power fantasy, complete with techno-barbarians, space dragons, and big titty aliens.

It would basically play me an isekai anime in first person.

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>successful in life
>with a loving wife and kid(s)
>treating out my parents to dinners and vacations
>role model for my siblings and relatives
>outgoing and proactive
>enjoys sports, just like how his dad wanted him to be
>hair is not balding
>teeth so good, you'd think he's a model for toothpaste
>dick is bigger than 3 inches when hard

A bigger, blacker mercy.

A life.

I'm dead.

No.

You are inside, Boco. Halfway there!

So does this thing plant itself in your body and grow? Does it work similar to Dio's flesh buds?

>I'm actually attractive
>Own a house
>Married to a loving, big-titty wife
>Stable job as a television showrunner
>Kids are on the way
>A world not getting fucked by climate change, corrupt corporations and inept politicians

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death

Gadget, the years I have spent with you were the best years of my life. You are beautiful and brilliant, and I will love you 'til the day I die.

But... Gadget, I... I don't believe you are real.

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I can’t even imagine what I want.

Maybe I’d be a girl, I guess.

I'd be a pretty little girl.

I'm afraid to.

Shut the fuck up, and seek therapy Boco.

Correct, I don't know what it takes to be happy anymore.

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That was the funniest joke in all of DBZ A...

A world without SJWs.

Fuck. I'll be trapped in there forever.

The point of the Black Mercy is that you have to let it go in the end, anons.

me taking a shit that lasts less than 25 minutes to clean

You know what's fucked up? I'm so broken I can't imagine a world where I'm happy.

Probably validation of my ego.
Not sure what that'd look like.

FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAG

No you won't you'll just find something else to blame for all your problems and your inadequacy.

Superman hugging me repeatedly until I turned red and blue

The truth.

aw

So you want Matt Mercer's life?

A world in which I am the only living person.

me on a non-shit Yea Forums

It's been ten years since secondary cancer of the liver.
Never truly heals, does it?

>I have a purpose
>I'm not just going to work because I'm good at it and I feel passionate over what I do.
>I go back and be better to all the girls I've loved, even the ones that dont deserve it.
>I'm content and happy
>For the night terrors to stop, I can't handle not being able to move.

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A childhood where Mom and Dad didn't divorce.

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I'm sorry user

something i would easily perceive as false;

Yea Forums like it was pre 2007.

Hollywood's love afire for Comicbook movies is over and industries start to have a Japanese structure.
The big two die off and in their place are several smaller but more importantly specialized publishers that have particular target markets
>Boys
>Girls
>Edgy teens
>Weird hipster shits
>Black people
etc.
Creative are hired on a year to year basis and have to have actually submitted something to a contest that readers actually voted on that they wanted more of.

Comic Con is like Comiket and thus Tijuana Bibles become pretty popular.
Nobody flips a titty when someone draws an underage fictional cartoon character having sex.
Kids start reading comics again and it isn't all cape shit, most characters actually embark on some kind of adventure.

Animation becomes a more respected art form and studios crop up one after another that just make 1:1 adaptations of all the popular comics being published by all the new publishers.
Not Japanese slave labor quality, but at least something, stuff that isn't just incredibly poorly made comedy cartoons for 8 year olds.

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Living innawoods with muh raifu and decently working internet so I can shitpost on Yea Forums with no one around for miles and only take breaks to hunt and eat deer. Maybe throw in a cute cryptid waifu into there but that's most just a bonus.

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>Wake up in a field of grass and flowers, the wind blowing them ever so softly, the sun is shining with only a few clouds in the sky
>I get up and see the ocean and a small island with a single tree
>For some reason I'm drawn to it
>I cross a wooden bridge and reach the island
>Sitting in the shade of the tree is my ex, the love of my life
>She's sleeping, but is slightly shivering
>I sit next to her and hold her close
>She gives this contented sigh and smiles, still asleep, and snuggles closer to me
>I kiss her forehead and say "I love you", holding her tighter
>Hear her say "I love you too"
>Lay there and sleep for eternity, sometimes beneath the tree, sometimes in the field, but always together

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The gluten woes got to you too, eh?
It's a fucking curse.

All entertainment being stylistically and popularity-wise around where it was in the late 90's-mid 00's.Video game graphics can be current level I guess, everything else needs to go back to the way it was.

>Spaceship with FTL and holodecks
>Lifelike female androids run the ship
>I can go anywhere in the universe
>Never have to interact with people again

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Burning hellfire of an endless war against the enemy of earth, but fun in a GI Joe kinda way.
Burgers and Pies with maximized nutritional value and Good Vidya and a new IRL sport called Battleball.
Family and Friends in perfect health and wealth.
TV channel or WebSite where Yea Forumsmrades dream shows are made and broadcasted.

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This. It's all I've ever wanted.

"her" saying yes this time.....
Not even any of the stuff that might have happened, just the yes and spending time talking.

An immediate and painless death, so I don't have any chance to back out of it.

I mean god damn. My weird ass subconsciousness might give me something totally different but my conscious wish really would be to dial back the pop culture clock to before a lot of art styles became ugly for bullshit reasons and even the most basic plots became too meta to the detriment of the stories. A lot of records might have been broken since then, some types of entertainment reaching higher heights etc., but I really feel fiction in general was in a better place back then.

I can't imagine being happy. That should probably make me feel sad.

I'd be a woman and everything after that would be gravy.

>>Stable job in an office
What the hell?

Me actually wanting to do something with my life, and attempting it even if I failed.

A reality where I'm socially adjusted, have a job I like and where I'm respected by my peers, moved out of my parents' basement, have plenty of friends and maybe even a girlfriend and am living a meaningful life where I actually look forward to each new day instead of waking up disappointed I didn't die in my sleep.

AKA obviously fake shit I'd see through in a second and find a way to go back to being a miserable lonely fuckup because obviously I don't deserve nice things happening to me so for them to happen it HAS to be an alien parasite feeding illusions into my brain. NOT TODAY YOU ALIEN SCHMUCKS

not too different from my life, except I have a small group of friends I feel comfortable with and generally more social confidence. also, I understand my parents better. also, my daughterfu is real and I have some sort of joint custody over her, or a better job so I could support her full time

A mommy gf giving me a lap pillow and stroking my head while she tells me what a good boy I am and how much she loves me and how she'll never hurt or leave me.

Eventually we'd move on to other scenarios like her feeding me during dinner, holding my hand in walks and comforting me whole I tell her about my feels, but the core would be an emotionally available mommy gf

Basically same as Mongul

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A lot of black and mullato sluts in bikini

Me as a child, this time making many friends, not a total sperg, and my parents still being together.

Not that user, but I can promise that after a string of part time customer service jobs, an office job with regular hours and regular pay become an actual dream.

>It's just one of those dreams where your life seems like it's realistically but slowly changing for the better

I honestly think I'd just kill myself if I reach that point in life.

I wish I could help ease the pain of others

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I did not expect to get depressed when I opened up Yea Forums this morning

This but Chinese flavor.

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ouch
sorry for your loss

Everything is the same except I've made peace with death.

No.

Original user here. The dyspraxia thing fucks a lot of stuff up to the point that I'm extremely not good at manual jobs despite not being physically weak, and I struggle in phone jobs. I'm in a part-time retail job atm and I'd rather just have a nice 40 hours where I can have something to show for it. It'd also fund some comics nicely

>alternatively, that I'd swallowed that box of painkllers that one time instead of cowarding out- I mean, it'd give me 70s Ghost Rider in colour collections

Damn..i'm sorry man.

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Mother of 3-4 kids maybe more , small home in a rural town, loving hubby, works from home as an illustrator/comic artist. A dog or two and maybe a cat.

I don't know what to say. I'm sorry, bro.

...When I think of my mother I am happy. Not sad.

Liar.
That is so easy to achieve.
But you won't.

And don't say "I go on because of others". That means you consider their happiness more important than what you think would make you less unhappy.
What you really want is to not be broken.
You have to learn to live with being broken.

These are your options: Live or die.

Live.

Maybe you are happy without realizing it. I once read a book in which God - who turns out to be completely evil - thinks it's hilarious how many people are unhappy mostly because they think other people are much happier than they are, which isn't actually true.

Why?

You just know that when he was a kid, he had a giant poster of Darkseid on his wall.

Finally. Something simple.

Me being immortal and having the powerset of a realitywarper.

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>Awww, my son grows up to be a real cutie! Not to men--
>Oh my god i solicited my own son for sex

>fit
>not crazy
>successful fine artist, comic artist, game designer (Tabletop RPGs), animator, and hobby pornographer
>live in geodesic dome-house compound, with wife, buncha kids, dogs, cats, and best friends
>fruit trees, nut trees, huge garden/farm
>farm animals - horses, cows, sheep, goats,alpacas, ostriches, chickens & other fowl
oh, and I have superpowers

Surrounded by all the Yea Forums girls i have crushes on.

...and now I feel like killing myself.

I don't get it fully. What did he do to the hostess?

I want liberty and nothing for all.
What sort of cunt would I be if I took nothing for myself?

me and my anime harem.

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Time isn't contingent. In logical time, universal extinction has already happened.

A life where, not only do I have a career, but I don't suffer from "grass is always greener" syndrome , constantly worried that I might be happier in the other job, but knowing I would miss the current one.

Not having problems making decisions that make me procrastinate on things for months or years.

Having a full head of hair and not being bald by the age of 21. Also, not having to wear glasses.

Also, being able to let things go and act appropriately in the moment, instead of never letting go of the thousands of things that have happened to me and always wondering what I could have done better.

That, and a seven foot tall, JJ cup amazon wife and a husband in a three way relationship that has no problems. [Spoiler] Preferably anthros.

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I should think that Superman like powers to finally be free of all the shit that's bearing down on me and just fly around the world exploring.

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A lifetime of adventure.

That, too. When I was a kid, I couldn't wait to be an adult so I could travel in my free time. But at 27, I just keep making excuses.

I wish I was still 27.

...Well, no. I wish I was 27 now with everything I have learned.

It may seem simple but it would take me home.
Home would be my Aunt's double wide trailer
Home would be my aunt sitting down in front of the tv, wathcing her crappy novela
Home would be my uncle working on his shed or working on his garden
Home would be my moms hands and feet still working and her continuing her job as a provider
Home would be my dad still on the road as a truck driver
Home would be my brother not slipping into alcoholism and peeing blood as a result
Home would be my sister not loosing her job as a clerk and becoming manager of the store
Home would be my eldest brother still being alive and barbecuing on the patio area that my uncle made out of various bricks.

But then the vision ends and I see my oldest brother, fathers, aunt, uncle's dead faces and the screaming begins.

All the while this soundtrack plays int he background

youtube.com/watch?v=JqUDeBPTouU

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A real delusion. Me with a strong body without a horse allergy, riding across the world at the head of a vast army. Conquering, destroying, but not settling, not becoming the new fat old man who sits in the most important chair. Cleansing the world with a tide of blood, washing away the industry and post-modern philosophy that makes the world increasingly banal and grey where it was green and governed by the supernatural. Drinking deep of civilizations pleasures, as is the right of the victor, before throwing them away for a relatively simple life in the woods with a strong wife and strong children. I'd go so far as to return humanity to the state of nature, hunting and gathering and raiding the few farmlands that'd remain. I'd fire all the guns, and destroy all the missiles until there were only axes and clubs and daggers and arrows left; I tell myself I'd like a kind of war where a big man could really prosper instead of getting shot from a mile away by an angry prepubescent or blasted into mist by a slob with a remote control and a drone. I'd have taken on to myself the mantle of myth's destroyers, the dark primordial beasts of the Chaoskampf, Typhon, Jormungandr, Apep, Tiamat, Vritra, Leviathan, Orochi. The seven headed fucking dragon, come to throw it's fury against the gates of divine civilization before the entire planet is consumed by factories, urban sprawl, and orchards of nothing but wheat, onions, and corn. Maybe I'd really come out of the sea like those serpents, to prevent the last living things therein from being choked by currents of plastic sand and lead.

I'd never take that Black Mercy off, even if I knew what was going on.

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A white nation.

When I was 10 I lived with my grandparents and my dad, who was a shiftless jobless loser. I didn't understand that at the time though. My grandparents divorced so all but my grandpa moved to a Podunk town in the south, where I spent what should have been my formative years. The Black Mercy would show me a world where it wasn't too late. My grandparents don't divorce, and my dad gets a good job, and I lose weight before i'm already a weirdo loner in his 20's. All the girls I fell for that I didn't have the emotional capacity to confess my feelings to make up the tapestry of my love life, and instead of pursuing creature comforts I work hard on my writing, every day I work hard on my writing, and I'm published making just enough to live, not so much that I'm like a Grant Morrison super star writer, more on the scale of a Cullen Bunn or something. I'm filled with so much regret to my wasted youth.

Thank god for horse allergies.

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a reason to live, and another chance to see my dog again. perhaps just a healthy family of my own.

I appreciate you humoring me with the idea that I could achieve this, for the want of a horse. You get a harem of your choosing and a hundred casks of mead in my weird psychic hentai parasite dreams.

Yea Forums

I didn't want these feels now

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I don't know. I hate myself to much to buy a life where I'm truly and genuinely happy. Even if it would be a world where, my pursuits fully even out, my self loathing is kind of what drives me in those pursuits and a constant sense of dread and hate.

Fuck dude

>another chance to see my dog again

Fuck. This.

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Fuck off, Boco.