The Distant Future. The vampires have risen and taken most of the world. Humanity's last refuge is Africa: where the rain itself is holy water, having been blessed long ago by the vampire hunters of Toto.
After North Korea declares that they will start a nuclear war if a single bullet is fired The Us military goes medieval
In a dystopian theocracy, criminals get injected with diseases and locked up until they either survive the disease or die. The worse the crime, the worse the disease. If a criminal survives the disease, the system determines that the person is innocent and God has interfered to show this.
As it turns out, the Avatar is still being reborn to this day. Unfortunately, if the government finds the Avatar, they’re killed before they liberate society. The handful of Benders left are few and far between. And you, an introverted Earthbender, just froze the liquid in your cup of tea.
America has fallen to invaders. But somewhere in occupied San Francisco lurks a dangerous resistance cell, equipped with firearms, ingenuity, and a seemingly limitless supply of C4: the Mythbusters.
You are a normal citizen in a relatively unimportant country. One day the goverment starts to act crazy, changing ideology overnight, drafting people for the army and antagonizing their neighbours. The player controlling your country in a strategy game has just begun their world conquest run.
Canada has suddenly gone dark. No communication, no trade, no activity from within. Nothing for days. Alaska, now cut off from mainland US, is slowly ceasing in contact with the US federal government until a final correspondence is given: "Leave us. Reinforce the border. Don't ever open it."
You are immortal, but a quirk of your condition also renders the person nearest to you immortal as well. A selfish king obsessed with living forever has gone to extreme lengths to keep you as the closest person to them at all times.
It is The Purge. Everything is legal. You are a real estate mogul, for 12 hours you don't need planning permits. There's money to be made.
Time travelers have become such a nuisance that governments have begun recording fake historical events that lead time travelers to areas where they can be arrested. You're a bartender at one of these artificial towns, trying to determine if the customer in front of you is from the future.
Murder is legal, once a permit has been obtained from the local police department. Permits require a declaration of a target victim and justification to commit the act. Once a permit has been issued it is valid for 72 hours. Once expired you can never get another for the same target victim.
"Attention civilians. From now on the speed limit will be vigorously enforced." You scoff, before the car beside you explodes into a ball of fire.
The year is 2045, countries as we know them no longer exist as the world has now been divided into Feudal States under the control of Multinational corporations. You are a Noogler, Googles peasant class, and your village is being attacked by the Elite Disney Imagineer Squadron.
You join the military, you are placed in the gardeners program. You garden in exotic places where the military has done operations, each time they give special glasses and forbid spraying others. One day your glasses fall off and you see you are actually burning corpses with a flamethrower.
4 more minutes on the run and you would have made it. But now your face in the mud, and a knee in your back the officer reads your rights. "Chosen by lottery, informed within the time limit. You are hearby duly sworn as the President of the United States."
"How many people have died to achieve this world domination of yours?" "769." "...What?" "769 people died to achieve my plans. I counted them, and had each of their names etched on my throne so I never forget what my victory cost the world. Now tell me, how many have you killed to see me dead?"
"Your job is simple, you make them scan their badges if a scan fails or they refuse shoot them immediatly, no matter what. If there is an alarm ignore and mute it, don't call anyone. If it's dark or foggy and you see something humanoid but not really human scorch it outright."
The Purge Day is coming, where all crimes are legal for only 24 hours, I'll finally install that extension to my loft without ANY planning permission
In an age where gaming is widespread, militaries all over the world swiftly (and successfully) adapt by drafting gamers and assigning them into units and roles based on mandatory tracking of their most played genre and overall gametime. You just got your draft letter.
At the age of 18 you take a mandatory test. Talking about the test is prohibited. If you score a 95% or above you're taken away. You just scored the highest in the world.
In a world where the government controls every aspect of citizens' lives, there is a black market where people can buy glimpses of their memories before the government wiped them. As an underground memory dealer, you must decide how far you are willing to go to help people reclaim their past
"We repeat: stay in your homes at all costs, all other advice is compromised and not to be trusted", the message on your screen concludes. "We repeat: head to the designated evacuation spots immediately, all other advice is compromised and not to be trusted" the message on your phone concludes.
When at least one copy of a book exists, so too exists an alternate dimension where the story is true. The government, upon building an interdimensional transportation device, realized the danger of this and began burning all 'harmful' books.
Attention Earthlings, your days of freedom are over! As slaves you will now work a grueling 4 hours before attending mandatory aphrodisiac enriched orgies. Yesssssss, shower us with you cheers and applause of despair!
In order to boost national morale, the newly established government has implemented a new national holiday. The Splurge (I know, I'm sorry but it rhymes), for the next 24 hours, all sex can be preformed in public and citizens are "free use."
As an immortal being who's been kicking around for several hundred years, there's something familiar about the rebellion's plan to bring down the oppressive regime they're fighting against...
Someone thought they could defeat a realm of succubi by introducing them to order and structure. Instead, this just made them more organizedand efficient. The world is now ruled by The Succubureaucracy. Remember, citizen, Ecstasy is mandatory!
Attention ‘Citizen 438’ it has been ‘15’ days since your last orgasm. A Lovedroid has been dispatched to your domicile to assist
You are a body double for a dictator, the real dictator has died and nobody has figured it out yet
You failed to stop the world from being taken over and died in the process. Now, 40 years later, you've been brought back to life and given a second chance.
Every month a child is chosen from the hallowed halls you call home and dragged away never to be seen again. Today, your name was chosen.
Attention 'Citizen 394' it has been '24' days since your last orgasm. A lovedroid has been dispatched to assist
'In life we live, and in death we serve' is what the people say who live under the Necromancer King. "Honestly, it's not that bad."
All at once, every screen on earth got hijacked and started displaying a face, the person promptly declared that the world is now under their direct rule and ended the signal soon after, that person is your best friend.
You are a survivor of the first ship with a functional (failed) Alcubierre drive. Your ship crash landed back on Earth but every motive, product, ads, billboards, dish, that you can see is Marmite. You realise that the Cult of Marmite has taken over the World. Now no food doesn't have marmite.
What arr you trying to say? That you *don't* want to participate in the government-mandated "dommy muscle mommy" program? What are you, some kind of fool?