B- This may be fun...

Reaction will often precede action. What appears to be senseless cruelty in the moment will be justified in some way, at some point. The people killing you have their reasons.

By the time the whole chain of events shows itself it will be too late, time travel or not.

What kills you is not guaranteed to offer you any respite.

The notion of unconditional love will kill you, badly. You do not love me in every universe. I do not love you in every universe. Cherish the exceptions.

Whatever power you gain will not be enough to make you not-hurt, not-scared, not-dying. If you manage to become a shark there are still bigger fish, more sharks. There is still the ocean.

Despite the temporal displacement your actions still have consequences. The people saving you have their reasons.

It is just as unwise to care as it is to stop caring. You will have to choose over and over again anyway.

At some point you will be someone else (action, consequence). This happens to everyone but for you that transformation is unlikely to go by invisible. The future can haunt just as well as any past.

There will never be a perfect point of balance where everything remains the same, but you know that already.

Many people, some of them probably you, will have ideas on the trajectory of you, citing action and reaction, displaced consequences you have to handle now. By the time you see the whole picture it will be too late. You will have to choose anyway.

You will remember things that have never happened. You will be to foreign places that have been or will be or are your home, around strangers who love you but a little to the left, plus-minus a cowboy hat.

You will wake up screaming from the things that killed you but didn't give you respite.

'what's in this box, anyway?' you would ask, and everyone else in the house would say, 'that thing's not supposed to be there, we don't have one,' and you'd say 'cool, but it's too big to get it out the door. it won't fit. i tried.' and everyone would just shrug and say 'well, that's your problem then.'

and you'd say, 'so what's in the box?' and everyone would just say 'you're not even supposed to have that box.'

anyway one day you open the box and it turns out what was in it the whole time was a version of you from a future where you're happy. and you sit there looking at your curled up fetal future of happiness, and everyone in the house stands there at the door and stares at you in horror.

and they all say, very worried now, 'you're not supposed to have that box. none of us have a box like that'

and you say to all of them, 'well that's your problem then,' and you let your future out.

sometimes what happens is that you have a pretty big room and the box is off to one corner of the room so you don't really notice it that much. but as you grow, you accumulate more stuff and you need to use more of your room and it starts to get in the way

and it takes you many many years to even start thinking about the box, because it's not like you stub your toe on it every day, right? but it does get to a point where you finally open it up, and yup, there's your little future curled up in there

and you don't really know what to think, because on one hand you starte at it, bewildered, like — this was here all along? this was an option??? I could have had this ages ago???

and on the other hand, would you rather have been forced into a smaller room where the box would have been more in the way, so you were forced to open it sooner?

"Oh my god, people are awful!"

"They're not. A person rescued her, other people who are trained in helping animals treated her injuries to make her healthy again, and so so so many people contributed to pay her medical costs, I don't even know how many. That she was hurt by...what, one person? Three? Certainly not many. Is honestly maybe the least important and least meaningful part of her story."

"...Oh."

I am holding a triumph of human kindness in my lap right now and her name is Fancy.

So this driver tells me she’s literally never met the other lady in her life, but when this passenger started crying in the car with her dog because she was worried, this angel in the form of an Uber driver went off the clock, came inside the building, and waited over an hour in a busy emergency room with a complete stranger just so she would have someone there by her side in a scary situation. This woman even took notes about everything I said so the owner wouldn’t have to try and remember it all later.

many games can be slotted into multiple genres and many gamers play and adore lots of (sub)genres. try to narrow down to your ultimate favourite!

if i listed your favourite game in a certain genre and you think it fits better into another, don't worry about it, it's just a silly little poll! ^_^