Feel like testing it for us?
Feel like testing it for us?
Shit was so funny, my wife was so dead set on not jumping, on clinging to that last shread of hope that a fire man would burst through the flames with O2 and start pulling her and others to safety. She was adamant about not "giving up" which just blew my mind. I never looked at "jumping" as "giving up" but more like : "HEY FUCK YOU WORLD YOU PUT ME IN THIS SITUATION I'MMA DO WHAT I WANT TO DO AND FATE BE DAMNED!" I tried to explain to her the power of "fuck it" and how good it makes you feel.
I used a simple analogy:
Ya know how when you have a shit ton of chores or things that you need to do, but all you really wanna do is just lazy around the house watching youtube and eating pb&j's, well in my opinion jumping is like that, only on the most epic scale imaginable.
Oh I have to go on living my life? but the rest of my life is probably gonna be 20 minutes of painful burning and or more taxes/chores/drama? FUCK IT...
I imagine myself falling and litterly being completely free from all worries and for one honest time in my life, i could say that i was completely and utterly free. even if it only lasted 5-8 seconds.
I think that "Fuck it" attitude is the military in you talking.
All jokes aside though, I know that feeling and I love it. It's probably why so many people like to get drunk.
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LOL that's exactly what she said.
weird thing was she told me she was a bit jealous that I could do something like that, but she said the sweetest thing in the fucking world (sweeter than the red velvet cupcakes i had for desert) she said if i was there with her, she would probably jump with me ^^
all those jumpers went to hell for committing suicide. they didn't pass gods test, everyone who burned/buried is now in heaven despite years of sin.
i say burn (or smoke inhalation) since heaven is paradise!
I'd turn round and face Maester Seymour Guado, and my lover behind him and be like "I can fly." Then dramatically fall backwards, summoning Valefor, who would safely land me in the Bevelle Cloister of Trails.
Lmao
I know you're just trolling, but I'll throw this out there at least.
Officially, all deaths in the attacks except those of the hijackers were ruled to be homicides due to blunt trauma[2] (as opposed to suicides), and the New York City medical examiner's office stated that it does not classify the people who fell to their deaths on September 11 as "jumpers": "A 'jumper' is somebody who goes to the office in the morning knowing that they will commit suicide... These people were forced out by the smoke and flames or blown out."[1]
i dont think that the new york city medical examiner's office is employed by god. man does not get to decide what suicide is in the eyes of the lord. you sir are perpetuating satans will and shall now suffer the same fate as those who were to scared to see the light and forced themselves to jump.
I would be more convinced if you would of actually used some capitalization. Christians don't like their God like all the other gods.
People didn't even know that the towers would collapse, right? Everyone is answering the question based on knowing for a fact that the towers would fall, so it's easier to pick.
1. Jump
2. Icarus Landing Systen activates.
3. Everyone else wishes they'd spend their Praxis points more wisely.
4. Safety dance!
5. ???
6. LOLPROPHET
I'd jump standing on a large plank of wood, and right before I hit the ground I'd jump off the wood and land safely
After having been burned pretty severely before, I will fly like a mother fucking eagle.
A derpa eagle with no wings, but goddammit, an eagle none the less.
I'd jump personally. If someone is trying to kill me, fuck them. I'm going to chose how and when I die. Granted, I'd try and jiffy together a flying squirrel suit to save myself, but still.
I'm terrified of burning in a fire more than anything in the universe (seriously, terrified of fire) so I'd probably jump, burning is the absolute worst possible way to die IMO. But only once I was absolutely sure there was no way I'd be able to get out ... I'd probably run like hell as far as I could before I'd get to the point where I'd be walking through fire, then find my way of jumping, not that being any closer to the ground would save me but I don't know if I'd have the strength to jump, I guess knowing the alternative is just waiting for my greatest fear to overtake me, I'd bring myself to do it.
Fuck yeah.