Citadel of (you)s

A whole bunch of your alternate selves from parallel universes band together to form a secret safe haven. What's it like?

Hard mode: it's something you yourself would never be on board with and constantly oppose.

everyone has a constant desire to fuck one another but also disgusted by the thought

>Hard mode: it's something you yourself would never be on board with and constantly oppose.
This is not hard, since I have a volatile personality who would disapprove of past me's.
It's not about convictions, they are steady. It's about how to approach them.

Everyone is manic depressive, going back and forth between feeling optimism and despair like clockwork and underlined with a desire to change and better themselves but are suck weak fucks they easily cave and revert back to square one.

>big underground city
>all these dumb bitches believe in survival of the fittest and have moped so long they've decided to become massive hedonists as anything else would be "meaningless"
Terrible!

Autistic conglomerate that uses normies for slave labour

Everyone takes it seriously when in reality the whole thing is built on the jokes of a sad individual

We love fat chicks.

It'd be comfy, but it would collapse quickly when the versions of myself that try hard and succeed in life would be hunted down and lynched by all of the shitty envious loser versions of myself.
like me.
Also any female versions of myself would end up as a higher caste, due to everyone wanting to either be or date them.

Well like most people it would be crappy compared to that Citadel because those guys are almost all goddamn super geniuses.

It's pretty chill, full of Nintendo vidya and also furry porn. Not just furry porn, all manner of porn. Drawn by us.

Not surprisingly, any reality where athromorphic beings are the dominant species is very popular.

So is that your motto? Somebody crosses into your territory and it's

Anonland
We love fat chicks.
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>Everyone is locked in their own room shitposting on Sup Forums
>Rare moment anyone meets another they just stare silently at each other

I don't think we needed a secret citadel.

Imagine a giant city kind of like Tokyo, Vegas and a shopping mall all combined with a carnival, like one of the casino zones from a sonic game.

Now imagine that it is populated with Dan from Dan versus except he's a spic.

Food, indulgent entertainment, good entertainment, trillions of indignant manlets and the finest ayylmao whores in the multiverse.

I was wondering what it'd be like with a bunch of teenage mes and my maternal grandfather.

I think it'd be pretty divided because we don't speak the same language.

I think the evil one would be my grandfather because he was a pastor and that would be some serious reversal shit. He could just go undetected like that.

meant to say "good music" after indulgent entertainment.

I'd honestly wonder why there'd ever be a Citadels of me.
We hate ourselves, why wouldn't we hate eachother? We'd probably avoid the place because the idea that the only person that would befriend ourselves IS ourselves is too depressing to actually confront and we'd never accept it.

Something about the slogan 'Life Elevated' superimposed over a fucking dinosaur is hilarious. What were they thinking?

>A whole bunch of your alternate selves from parallel universes band together to form a secret safe haven. What's it like?

Sup Forums

Everyone loafs around all day watching tv, playing vidya, and doing drugs. If there are female versions of me there as well then there would also be tons of sex.

Taking antipsychotics

>we don't speak the same language.
That sounds kind of fucked.
How'd that happen?

My citadel is dedicated to making rule 34 of every fictional character in existence. All the mes that became artists constantly draw porn. The citadel captures artists from different universes and forces artists to draw rule 34 because none of the mes believe in paying for porn drawings.

I feel like it’d go pretty well actually. A lot of alts that all know our mutual weaknesses with a personal space to work on art and shitpost and just chill out would be pretty fucking nice. I’m imagining a surreal fantastic exaggerated mish mash of classical stylings with some truly weird breaks into the fantastic from time to time.

I think I’d mainly just hate it because it’d encourage disconnecting too much from the real world and just circlejerking about me-world all the time.

The alternate mes get together and build a "safe haven" for misunderstood geniuses after society rejects them and their ideas for being too radical and off-the-wall.

In reality, they're a bunch of arrogant assholes who think they know what's best for everyone all the time, even in situations where they are wholly unqualified to give advice or direction. When other people refuse to listen to these whiny self-important narcissists or implement any of their ridiculous poorly-informed milquetoast "brilliant plans" they rage quit reality and take their "misunderstood genius" to their own pocket of reality where they can suck each others dicks and whinge about how no one listens to them.

As the only one with any self-awareness or empathy, I find the entire place alternately awful or annoying, depending on whether they're making yet another attempt to take over a universe (which always fail because they are completely incapable of understanding that they are uneducated manchildren who know nothing about taking over or running a universe) or if one or more of them have popped into my universe to lecture the "unenlightened" (you).

A corrupt shithole of lazy politicians trying to force lazy workers to work but the cops are too lazy to enforce the lazily made law.

All I know is that 95% of the population in my citadel has yellow fever.

Actually fun Smash Bros tourneys because none of us actually know how to play the game competitively.

Also

>tfw it turns out the majority of mes are Chads and I'm one of the gimmick alt versions

>it's something you yourself would never be on board with and constantly oppose
Well, that means their entire society is dedicated to the eradication and extermination of monstergirls, tomboy childhood-friend teens, milfs, /ss/, and vanilla (all at the same time), across all universes. This while consolidating the 3D full bitch-cunt c-carousel rider human woman type as the only and mandatory companion for every form of life that holds something similar to a penis.

And since I oppose them, I guess I'm one of the few things that is trying to save monstergirls, tomboy teens, /ss/ and all of that shit. We are fucked.

Nothing would get done due to everyone being distracted.

Everyone in the gang learns how to draw like champions, and after this is accomplished, we all work together to write and draw out a continuation of Wander over Yonder. We are hailed across the Internet.

Ground rules would be laid down first. We'd probably all contribute as a group to everything any individual member did, to the point where we'd have a committee to handle who does what.
My alternate selves would probably view having sex with your alternate self's gf/wife cheating, so there would be none of that.
There would be a lot of D&D being played, and probably a special safe room that bypasses or indulges the need for sleep.
>Hard mode
Turns out I'm secretly the final boss and my alternates have formed a shadowy cabal to seize power in the universe I'm in.

That clearly says IITAH

Iitah, the floating state populated entirely by velociraptors.

>Turns out I'm an aberration, and all alternate me's are horrible people, or women.

>tfw you are the rule63 version of yourself

Assuming they're as much like me as the Ricks are like Rick. It would be a place where nothing got done because everyone was terrified of confrontation. We would probably get conquered quickly.

Idealistic and moralistic but depressed and lazy.

without a morty? a suicide club
>hard mode
hypocrisy? so I guess a suicide club that tries to force others into it

who would be your morty Sup Forums? a companian-non fiction or fictional. your closest opposite (and yes you still take the reins regardless)
what would adventures in the multiverse be like with them?
mine would be Johnny Bravo I guess

/thread

I'd be ok with that.

Battle royale I guest. At first it would start out as a half decent community of people sharing ideas and fetish. But soon enough, they will split into two sides:one trying to use the citadel to change the world they're living in, while the other want to live on the citadel indefinitely whining about everything.
I'll give it about a week before the civil war destroy the entire citadel

I hate interpersonal conflict but I would be worried about the citadel getting attacked, so it would probably have the ironic setup of being somewhat militarized but everyone including the military acts timid and polite most of the time

its a bunch of degens who only talk about anime vidya and the like, but everyone somehow has opposing opinions and cites themselves a patrician so its really a giant flame war so basically Sup Forums

It would be a fucked up place. I imagine it would be a hedonistic place that survived by enslaving people for profit and mercenary operations.

If it's so easy why did you say literally nothing except some general bullshit?

you ever been to a special-ed class?

A bunch of jocks and rich Catholic guys that keep the citadel at a cold climate.

Shit. Same.

>Architecture
Like Venice got crossed with the the Citadel from Mass Effect; it'd be a massive station spread out over an ocean planet that's halfway submerged into the water so that there's an underwater city and above water city using canals as streets. The buildings would have that ultra-sleek, semi-organic look but with holographic color to paint the the place.

>Defence
Emplaced anti-air/ship/sub weapons like turrets, missiles, and torpedoes along with arrivals augmented with cybernetics filling out the Air Force, Army, and Navy.

>Society
New arrivals get drafted into the armed forces, their enlistment can be reduced if they can prove they have a high demand skill and apply for the right job. After service you're considered a citizen of the Citadel and have full rights. Basic food and housing provided, anything above that you have to buy yourself.

>Entertainment
Assuming we have the tech, prostitution is legal and staffed by either gynoids or bioroids, along with drugs which can only be done at home, in special supervised drug dens, or designated parks. Videogames everywhere, from old arcade level up to VR with anti-grav harness, gambling approved and includes fatal bloodsports

>Politics
Basically a copy of the US system, government transparency is absolute, term limit is 2 4-year terms for all elected officials with special exceptions for local-level officials, subject to upper level review and 85% approval from all constituents.

>Main objective
Expansion and exploration, dimensional and space exploration prioritized for more resources with the goal of building more Citadels and sending them out to go conquer the universes and find new species to fuck.

You flatter me, user.
But I'm not genius enough to create interdimensional portals. Maybe like... 3% of the alternate me's elsewhere in portal aether, but the majority is too poor even for a counsil.

'Preciate the thought though!

We run our own imageboard

The horror

>mfw all the others are white and I'm the black version of me, or I'm the guy version of me
If they're as desperate as I am I'd be very popular.

One of my parents is a foreigner.

We kill each other as our self-hatred comes out in full force.

That's assuming that you're the base you
The real youest you could be some smart guy or something and you're just a dumb version

Well -- I'm the Me-ist Me that I know.

[me cont. ...]
Actually that is pretty weird.
why would they bring a dumb version to their citadel? Unless their Morty/better half brought them there.
Very odd.

more bodies for more power

We'd probably form together to try and improve people's lives. Basically a one man charity, and volunteer force. I can't say it'd be successful, because of all the fear, and anxiety, but who knows. Maybe I'm the most uncomfortable out of my alternate selves, and they're more competent and can manage things.

It wouldn't exist, it would just be the strongest variation of myself sitting on a throne of burned bodies.

If my selves are anything like me, they'd kill each other on the spot.

Hard mode; It would be a group of my selves sitting on a throne of the selves who hate themselves and figuring out how to kill me.

Regular Mode
>Sexbots and clone waifus everywhere, no need for jobs or stress, and lots of food that tastes just like unhealthy food despite being super healthy
Hard Mode
>The same as above, but I'm an outlier and the rest of me think I have shit taste in waifus

>TFW even you think you have shit taste

This honestly

Me and all the other me's, after spending a few days talking and really plumbing the depths of our collective mind without fear of what others will think since hey, we're all me right, rape and kill everything up to and oftentimes including ourselves.

I wish I was being edgy

My citadel would actually be smart and they probably wouldn't tell me about it cuz i'm the dumb one.
>Hard Mode
they probably don't like me cuz they all care about themselves but I'm the only one who hates myself

This is what happens to spics in certain parts of america. The third generation on becomes proud that they can't speak spanish.

>What's it like?
Probably be an alright place. There'd either be one chad version of me who runs the place, or the leadership constantly changes because no one really wants to step up for too long because that would be a lot of effort. Every other me probably just hangs around talking shit and doing hobby stuff.

c o m f y

It would just be a bunch of fetishists, transhumainists, robots and robot fetishists, with one big transcendent me running the place
Hard mode is that big me is a cryptic bitch

I'm deathly afraid that my sympathetic nature will turn it into a SJW dystopia. Like, I hate SJWs, but if it was to progress into something I dislike in a natural evolution of my nature, probably would be the result.

That or my contradictory hatred of people would cause my alternate selves to kill each other off to get a moment of peace and quiet.

A whole organization of people who fully believe themselves to be better than everyone else but are too lazy to actually accomplish anything.

I frequently do dumb things that I think are incredibly funny at the time, but I often look back on as cringey. Then I cheer myself up I go and have fun, and often end up embarrassing myself and creating the cycle all over again.
I am both my greatest friend, and my worst enemy all in myself.

Also I am a big attention whore, so I dunno how that would work out. We would all clamour about our favourite pornos, argue about comic book characters, just do general dumb shit and hate each other for it all the time

A massive circle-jerk over everything we like and a massive hate-jerk over everything we dislike.

General counterparts will probably feel comfortable around each other since neither would have to worry about judgment, and even if there is, neither would really care that much since we're all the same person.

Since everyone is an alternate version of me as a template, that would mean we are mostly losers and other counterparts who are more successful – like being smarter, athletic, and popular would not be allowed to join out of bitterness. Some of the female versions of me would probably be mistreated because the robot within, but some the general (male) versions would be pathetic and desperate enough to try to sleep with them.

Problems will arise when the more “alpha” versions of me start taking control to regnant over the more “beta” (general) versions of me. Probably because they carry a few traits from the successful versions, but are still loser faggots. So if by carrying my insecurities they would want to finally have control over others. Either they get kicked out or everyone listens.

And if I'm the anonist user, I would probably get sick of it because I'm a natural contrarian and would find myselves insufferable. Plus, when we happen to disagree with each other: things would get incredibility viscous and autistic.

An enormous haven of people working, with around half of everyone doing nothing at any given time. Probably still only 80% finished, but nobody can be arsed to finish anything because they're too busy working on their own pet projects. Also, nobody knows how to cook properly so there is constant traffic to the outside to get food.

It's a kickass airship fleet that's constantly in the air because airships are fucking kickass. Everyone gets kickass WW1-esque uniforms and shit. Lots of booze, lots of weed, and lots of picking up chicks by showing them the kickass airships. Entire sections of airships are devoted to space for D&D sessions and vidya tournaments. It would also probably go south pretty quick when mes start accidentally falling off the airships and/or drunkenly crashing the planes used to get to them. Would make a fucking awesome setting for a final confrontation too, which means one of us would inevitably start some shit with a rival who has the resources to actually attack us, but I can't imagine a version of me that wouldn't want to die in a god-damned airship fleet battle.

It'd be a Jerry's club but with blackjack and furry hookers. Sadly I see myself as weird because I love generic "nerd" shit but actually delve into the content, so every other me would be a obnoxious redditor who's even more entry level and doesn't read comics, watches only modern horror films, and more autistic. We'd all also create sonichu tier art, cause I'm a shit artist.

Honestly, I could actually see myself avoiding it.

An isolated cabin in alaska. Sitting over a massive fallout style bunker complex. All day every day is anime, guns, telling people on the internet they're wrong, and cooking.

we fuck a lot

das gey

>he lurks Sup Forums, Sup Forums, /k/, and /ck/
We're making fun of you over at the airship fleet.

>thinks selfcest is gay

ha ha ha look at that faggot!

Sounds alot like Dungeon Seeker desu

We'd probably kill ourselves out of paranoia that the others would do it to be the only one left standing.
Either that or just try to coordinate our autism to something productive and then give up halfway through

The entire citadel is dedicated to the manufacture and production of the whimsical wonders of life. They grow their perfect girlfriends in tubes, they produce close friends on a production line, they wear special glasses that projects the perfect sunset on every horizon, and they've condensed the feeling of a cool breeze on a warm day into an easy-to-swallow pill form.
Everything a me could want.
I however, insist it's hard to tickle yourself, and any experience you produce yourself for yourself to have, horribly cheapens it.

Honestly it wouldn't be all that different from the council of Ricks. Intelligent, nihilistic, and with a wicked sense of humor :-)

this
Or at least we'd avoid each other out of the disgust that comes from having to look at us

Pronounced "Two-Tah" of course.

Where are they from?

Actually pretty similar to Rick's except I'm obviously way dumber. Everyone there would believe that together they could make the multiverse better simply due to how "wise" and morally superior they are.

The reason this version of me opposes the Citadel is also different. I would oppose them because they're all sanctimonious holier-than-thou twats who think they're better than everyone else, not because I'm "anti-government" like Rick. Most likely, this version of me would be the only one who acknowledges that my own wisdom and righteousness is an unknown quantity, that I have an equal likelihood of being foolish and evil as I do being wise and good. It is impossible to analyse myself in this manner because I would be the one doing the analysis, and this version of me would be the only one willing to now only acknowledge that I may be a worse overall person than I think I am, but that I may actually be the worst person in the world on all levels and accounts.

I'd get too much to my own nerves for two of me to get along well at all, let alone a whole citadel of us.

It's a deep dark basement filled with beanbags and whiskey

we can never quite pay the rent

the bottommost layers are filled with projects we started and still feel kinda passionate about. it would be cool if we got around to finishing that one day.

Hive mind.

It's just a non-stop gay orgy, just, all the fucking time

mind hive

what about the girl versions of (You) ?

Non-stop lesbian orgy.

*tips fedora*

sign me in

we form our own animation studio fuck yeah

best case scenario we become a cult of puritans
worst case scenario we become a cult of hedonists
third unlikely case is we couldn't form a citadel due to one of us wanting to be king
I'd assume my alpha self would crown himself and rule the others and with all likelihood we'd want to narcissisticly fall in line, worshiping even the slightest fact that the multiverse proved our perfect condition to exist and be real.
reality is being treated like a joke and its not
nothing is there when you die thats why were here now
the idea of god is that if you are being observed you live to your best intentions with the other poor souls who had the misfortune of enduring this plane of existence and with all around you degenerating what can you do but fall belly up to the passions you woe or throw idk fucking kill me

A transhumanist utopia where everyone is an immortal superman. You can either genetically engineer your own waifu, or use dimension-hopping tech to travel the multiverse and find a waifu.

>Hard mode

A society of sanctimonious pricks who think they're the hottest shit in the entire multiverse. Go around the multiverse conquering others under the guise of enlightening and helping them, but really we're just a bunch of self-important control freaks who abuse their advanced technology and superhuman abilities to satisfy their massive egos.