Hmm. I think the first thing I’ll do, is give a few to Ukraine. You know. Just to demonstrate their total superiority. Maybe install kill switches so they have to come back for maintenance periodically. Like John Deere or something.
Then get all the “good” guys addicted to them so all the “bad” guys get fucked… Then hit the kill switches and demand everyone stops being fucking mean.
Maybe give them a few of the crappy battle droids from the prequels, so they’re autonomous and can’t necessarily be hacked.
We’re getting into the nature of free will, whether or not it exists at all. One of the hardest questions we’ve never really been able to answer, and quite possibly never will.
What if the well is merely looking into the infinite possibilities and determining who the true love is based on what will happen anyway? What if she also made a wish at another well at the same time, also for true love? What if she didn’t exist at all, prior to his wish, and was created as his true love?
Nah, it’s magic, it can just make it so that the girl happened to be in the right place. Maybe it told the girl that she would find true love there and she decided to go.
I love this comic, seen it first I think a decade ago.
Of course it’s already funny on the surface, but it also makes you stop and think about what you would choose.
Is it really true love, if a wish compelled it?
Millennium Falcon. Just saying.
Actually, I think I’d rather a Ton Falk, complete with a collection of fighters/bombers to go with it.
What would you need all those military vehicles for, though? Who exactly are you fighting?
Hmm. I think the first thing I’ll do, is give a few to Ukraine. You know. Just to demonstrate their total superiority. Maybe install kill switches so they have to come back for maintenance periodically. Like John Deere or something.
Then get all the “good” guys addicted to them so all the “bad” guys get fucked… Then hit the kill switches and demand everyone stops being fucking mean.
Maybe give them a few of the crappy battle droids from the prequels, so they’re autonomous and can’t necessarily be hacked.
Maybe it just brought them together giving them both true love.
Yep, that’s the thing. The girl was walking around and got commandeered into loving this guy. So much for the illusion of free will.
I would also have asked for a starship: reverse engineer that and you’ve single handedly saved the human race from the climate disaster.
She wished for true love too, Wich is why he is there at all.
But if that is true, then he had no free will. He was there because of her wish!
It’s compulsion all the way down…
We’re getting into the nature of free will, whether or not it exists at all. One of the hardest questions we’ve never really been able to answer, and quite possibly never will.
What if the well is merely looking into the infinite possibilities and determining who the true love is based on what will happen anyway? What if she also made a wish at another well at the same time, also for true love? What if she didn’t exist at all, prior to his wish, and was created as his true love?
But what if it simply found his true love on this world and teleported her to him?
And then she falls instantly without knowing anything about the dude? Very reasonable
Nah, it’s magic, it can just make it so that the girl happened to be in the right place. Maybe it told the girl that she would find true love there and she decided to go.
Arguing about the trueness of love is just getting too into semantics and willfully creating a non true scottsman debate.
I’ll take a Death Star and a shuttle to get to it. You won’t believe what happens next!
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That kid with the xwing blows it up?
Come on, if you are going there, wish for a Battle Planetoid like Dahak, often described “what the death star wants to be when it grows up”.
Armorments include multiple km thick armor, mass missiles capable of destabilizing stars… and a park the size of Manhattan island for its captain.
Highlights from the books include being pelted by enough multi-gigaton missiles to make its deflectors look like the cornea of a star
a hotdog