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The chantry is right and mages should be in the circle. Solas and anders are terrorists and anyone who believes they arent is delusional or a hypocrite. Anders killed a hundred innocent civillian non combatants and solas wants to tear down the veil killing millions in the process. But yes we should let the people causing firestorms and summoning demons go completely un supervised

                                                         MY FIRST ARGUMENT AGAINST A TEMPLAR BOOTLICKER! YAAY!

 @lordaspoons Ok listen, first of all, I'm not felassan nor dalishlicious, my writings style is different and not as good as them, and I love to use a lot of profanities in my writings, so if you ever find ‘shit ‘ or ‘fuck’ in a post, not sorry  I SWEAR THIS POST HAVE MORE THAN 7K WORDS!   That’s why it took MONTHS for me to answer it 

TEMPLAR AND CHANTRY ARE GOD-AWFUL AND CIRCLE IS NOT NECESSARY 

Let’s see the canonical narrative okay? Let's take a look at Dragon Age keep descriptions of each MAGES heroes story and background.

Mage Hawke:

The son of Malcolm Hawke and Leandra Amell, Garrett has lived in many places throughout Ferelden. His father was a mage whose gifts were passed onto both Garrett and Bethany, Malcolm's daughter.

Malcolm refused to submit himself to the Chantry's rule; he kept his abilities a secret and taught his children to do the same.

Therefore, the family was constantly on the move to avoid templar hunters. Ten years ago, the family settled in the village of Lothering, building a home on the outskirts and making a life where they wouldn't forever be on the run.

Though Leandra worried constantly that the templars would one day catch up with them, Malcolm's teachings were sufficient to keep them safe.

He died three years ago, leaving Garrett responsible for the welfare of his mother and younger siblings. When the Blight began, Carver enlisted in King Cailan's regiment, saying the horde spilling from the Korcari Wilds meant their home would be quickly overrun if the darkspawn were not defeated immediately.

If the circle is not a goddamn prison that literally abused and drive so many mages to commit suicide then why the fuck hawke father decided to escaped and run away? The fact that even though his wife is a noble, a noble who should have been powerful enough to support him and their children and protect Malcom and their children with her name and connection is Kirkwall were forced to live in secret and ON THE RUN WITH HER FAMILY! is another of many many proofs that the system that chantry created for Thedas HURT everyone, whatever you are a peasant or a noble, if you have a mage in your family then they will be imprisoned in a circle that definitely will abuse them or you are forced to hide with them and run away from home.

IS QUARANTINE DRIVE YOU INSANE? ARE YOU BORED? WANNA GO OUT WITH FRIENDS? WANNA GRAB A MEAL IN A RESTAURANT? OR GET A HAIRCUT?

Remember De’Launcet fucking quote:

“You don’t understand. I’ve been in the Circle since I was six. Six! For Twenty years I was locked up. Never had a real drink, or... cooked something for myself. Never stood in the rain... or kissed a girl.”.

You cannot treat people like that! You can’t! it’s not right to imprison and enslaved people, mages, like that, there’s no justification to deny basic human rights/rights for any races. Imagine how desperate, depressed, touch-starved and horny you are, if you are not allowed to touch a woman who consented to have sex with you, imagine beingfucking locked up for twenty years and never feel the rain on your face. 

Maybe you should try being locked up for most of YOUR LIFE, for shit you never did in your life ever, aka committed horrible crimes that you never committed in the first place? 

Where’s the logic? Where’s the humanity? Andrastianism and The chantry is the worst religion and the worst religious institution in Thedas, and templars are not champion of the just, they are champion of abusers. 

But besides because of religious zealotry and dogma, why did the chantry locked up and enslaved mages in circle and put templar in circle to fucking abused them? OH RIGHT! I KNOW! its for power and profits, because using slave labor to make enchantments and used mages as soldiers who never wanted to be dragged into war in the first place,  it was and as prison/free labor to mass products enchantments is profitable for the chantry. !GROSS! DISGUSTING! Disgusting really.   The circle system is not only a prison camp, but also an institutional slavery.  

GROSS! DISGUSTING! But it sounds like any oppressive nations/institutions ever that used prison camp free labor to built factories and to work in their factories right? 

Disgusting really. 

Hey, LOOK AT HERO OF FERELDEN AND INQUSITOR EXPERIENCES IN THE CIRCLE! WHOA, IT WAS AWFUL!

For Mage!Trevelyan:

Born to the Trevelyan noble family of Ostwick in the Free Marches, you were originally intended for a life of privilege—until magical abilities surfaced at a young age and you were forced into a life of confinement within Ostwick's Circle of Magi. Protected but stifled, educated but isolated, the Circle would have been your entire future had the mages not rebelled against Chantry rule.

Trevelyan said that templars are a piece of shit who has two fucking faces (he said it to Josie) they smiled at mages (fake) but then they turned into as still as tone when a mage was punished ‘harshly” 

Remember what Cassandra said when mages find out that Tranquility can be reversed, dipshit fucking seeker, lord seeker lucius punished mages ‘harshly’ and there were deaths, and by definition of harsh for mages in thedas is: 

Rape

Isolation in an isolation cell (like what happened to Anders for a year!)

Starved to death like what happened to the real Cole

Tranquility or they are just killed. 

Every mages, adult or child, has seen or experiences abuses daily in their life, you can imagine the physical and physiologicalphysicological damages that templar and chantry have inflicted on them. As a person who was fucking abused by her own father, Ii know too well how lasting scars could damage you for life. 

TO ANYONE WHO DISMISSED ABUSES ESPECIALLY ABUSE THAT WAS PERPETRATED BY A RELIGIOUS SYSTEM/INSTITUTION, here take my middle finger AND SHOVE IT UP TO YOUR ASSES! 

Look Hero Of Ferelden life when she was still stuck in the circle:

The Hero of Ferelden belonged to the Circle of Magi in Ferelden, and resided in the tower at Lake Calenhad for most of her life. First Enchanter Irving recommended the Hero to Grey Warden Commander Duncan; shortly after the Hero's Harrowing, Duncan recruited her into the order.

https://mllemaenad.tumblr.com/search/mage+warden+

https://dalishious.tumblr.com/post/190968276307/mage-child-are-the-templars-coming-for-us-mage

Mage child: Are the templars coming for us?

Mage child: Is death painful? Am I going to die?

HEY WANNA TAKE A LOOK AT SER ALRIK? THE SERIAL ABUSER AND RAPIST?

 This is a letter that Alrik send to justinia before he died.To Her Excellency, Divine Justinia,I am well aware both you and Knight-Commander Meredith have rejected my proposal, but I beg you to reconsider. The mages in the Free Marches are past controlling, their numbers have doubled in three years, and they have found a way to plant their abominations in our ranks. They cannot be contained!

The Tranquil Solution is our answer. All mages at the age of majority must be made Tranquil. They'll coexist peacefully, retain their usefulness—a perfect strategy! It's simply the best way to ensure mages obey the laws of men and Maker.I remain, as always, your obedient servant,

Tranquil solution? Sounds like what Henrich Himmler said about Jews!

 Because Tranquility is a genocidal weapon that the chantry used to decreased the mages population and culling them, hmmm you heard about an 11 YEARS OLD GIRL WHO was MADE A FUCKING TRANQUIL IN KIRKWAL? 

Here I will give you a link to dalishious post about a young mage, 11 years old kid who was made tranquil by templar and chantry: https://dalishious.tumblr.com/post/620951635453149184/im-confused-it-says-that-she-requested-to-be|

ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTING *spit on chantry and templar* 

There’s no fucking justification for turning a kid into a tranquil, neither raped woman who was made tranquil or mages in general just because they have magic. Alrik and his man are known for abusing and raped tranquil on a daily occasion, and they were granted a title, position, money, and job by the chantry, meredith is a bitch who treated mages like a slave, she was drunk on red lyrium, she didn’t do shit for refugee and she fucking took over Kirkwall seat of government, forcefully, while it was not her job to lording over Kirkwall like a power-hungry bitch. 

And for years no one checked on this bitch, because miss little grand cleric of Kirkwall is part of Meredith group, and no matter what unless the chantry got fucking destroyed or HEAVILY REFORMED like what Divine Leliana did, people like Meredith and

Ser Alrik will never be held accountable by the chantry or any rulers in Southern Thedas (except by King Alistair who gave rebel mages a safe refugee place I guess) because most shit heads who ruled in Thedas profited from oppression and slavery of their PEOPLE, OF MAGES AND ELVES. 

You are a modern man, how could you ever side with the medieval church like the chantry? YOU KNOW THAT MEDIEVAL VATICAN AND TEMPLAR OF OUR WORLD WERE AWFUL RIGHT?

You knew that the vatican/church in the medieval era trapped people in dark ages with their regressive politic and dogma, you knew that gay people and woman were burned alive just because they were gay and just because they are? Woman? Maybe some of them truly practiced magic, but hey magic is cool.

I don’t understand at all, this fucking hatred and bigotry against mages and elves that spewed by some people in the fandom, anyone who hates mages and elves inherently hates them for who they are, for simply who they are. 

My burning hatred for templar and chantry were caused by templar and chantry terrible actions for the past 10000 YEARS!!!!!!!! And not because they don't have magic or just because they are human. 

The chantry brainwashed human to dehumanize others 

I think this is one of the most disturbing crime the chantry ever committed for the past 1000 years, I can’t even help but shudder in disgust every time i heard chantry sisters or brother calling other people ‘abomination’ or ‘heretic’ because i know how dangerous religious zealotry can be.

As a Muslim who live in Indonesia i have seen people being thrown out of their house or whipped in public (In Aceh province) 

2.NOW MAGES ALLIED BY THE THE INQUISITOR AND THE INQUISITION IS THE CANON PATH!

 (deal with it honestly) 

First of all, when The inquisitor went to Val Royeaux, the inquisition met with Lord Seeker who was arguing with chantry sister, he didn’t want to listen to her, and then he punched her (bitch fucking deserve it, to be honest, chantry members except anyone whose not bigoted like Leliana and Giselle deserve to be punched) he insulted the inquisition and the inquisitor! ( what a Bastard Dick! Well, templar order is gone and he’s going to die anyway so....Whatever) 

When the Inquisitor went back to the way he came from (from Val Royeaux gate)

FIONA LEADER OF FREE MAGES HERSELF, DESPITE THE RISK AND DANGERS, WAS WILLING TO PERSONALLY GAVE AN OFFER OF ALLIANCES BETWEEN REBEL/FREE MAGES WITH THE INQUSITION.

FIONA GOES ALL THE WAY, FROM SAFETY OF REDCLIFF VILLAGE TO VAL ROYEAUX JUST SO SHE CAN meet WITH THE INQUISITOR AND OFFERED HIM AN ALLIANCES WITH OTHER REBEL MAGES (Of course The inquisitor accepted it, he’s a rebel mage after all duh!)  

From the very beginning you can see which path is the preferred freaking option, Its In Hushed Whispers and not the other one.

Besides it would make more sense for the sake of continuity to find out about the rift, time magic, who’s the mastermind behind what happened in Redcliff Village (Alexius tricked Fiona and other mages with time magic and blood magic to signed up with Tevinter) AND HOW FUTURE WITH CORYPHEUS WON LOOKS LIKE, rather than I don’t know.....Whatever bullshit in Therinfal Redoubt.

SECOND. Free alliances with rebel mages definitely would give The inquisition more advantages, first mages knew how to deal with magic and the fade, mages are more suited and powerful to fight against enemies that cannot be defeated by shield and swords. 

THIRD. 

THERE WERE NO ACCIDENT, NO UNWANTED POSSESSION OR EVEN NO POSSESSION AT ALL, NO DISASTER, AND NO ‘ABOMINATION’ .

 FOURTH. THE MAGES CONSUMED fewer RESOURCES BECAUSE THEY DONT NEED LYRIUM TO FEED THEIR ADDICTION/CAST SPELLS.

FIFTH. 

 FOR A WHOLE YEAR DURING CAMPAIGN AGAINST CORYPHEUS, MAGES HAS PROVEN THAT THEY CAN TAKE CARE OF THEMSELVES, MAGES WERE DISCIPLINED, RELIABLE AND BOTH THEDAS, INQUISITION, PEOPLE WHO LIVED IN SKYHOLD AND MAGES THEMSELVES ARE FINE WITH THE MAGES BEING FREE, WITHOUT RELIGIOUS SLAVERS WHO OWN THEM, WITHOUT JAILER WATCHING THEIR BACK. 

SIX. SPIRITS AND DEMONS were LITERALLY EVERYWHERE, AND EXCUSE ME, HAVE FRANCOIS EVER RECEIVED/READ REPORTS ABOUT HIS FELLOW MAGES FALL INTO DEMON POSSESSION? HELL NO! NOT EVEN ONCE

SEVEN. 

MAGES ALLIED AS FULL ALLY WOULD BE MORE INDEPENDENT, AND THEY COULD TEACHED YOUNG MAGES HOW TO SURVIVE ON THEIR OWN, THEY COULD BE MORE INVOLVED WITH SOCIETY, AND MAGES ASSIMILATED TO SOCIETY  

AND FINALLY.

DO YOU want A ANOTHER FUCKING PROOF OF MAGES FREEDOM BEING SUCCESSFUL? DO YOU WANT LITERAL CANON PROOF THAT MAGES BEING FREE IS ONE OF THE BEST THING THAT EVER HAPPENED IN THEDAS?

 The Inquisition's mages – the former rebels led by Grand Enchanter Fiona – are left with a choice.

Alliance

Leliana is Divine

When Leliana disbands the Circles, they leave the Inquisition and reform the College of Enchanters as a new order. The College, they say, will allow mages of the South to gather in peace and seek new solutions to age-old problems. For the moment, it appears to be working – mages are enjoying unprecedented acceptance throughout Thedas. 

Epilogue for mages freedom in Trespasser:

NOW College of Enchanters, Thedas third or fourth most powerful mage order and government (third if Rivain mages flocked to The College but I think Rivain mages after all mages has been freed (remember its canon) they will unite with Rivain government or if College Of Enchanters turned out to be stronger than mages order in rivain ) , the college is third/fourth-strongest order after Tevinter obviously, Nevarra death mages, and Rivain mages.

And everything is totally fine.

Leliana Divine, Mages recruited as allies

The end of the Inquisition as it had been sent shock waves through the College of Enchanters. Madam de Fer ably played on the mages' fear. Her followers united to build a new Circle - with Vivienne as its Grand Enchanter - in direct competition with the College. What the Circle lacked in numbers, they made up for in political connections; soon they were a force to be reckoned with.

Well about this stuff in trespasser it’s just vivienne stuff I guess *shrug* 

College of enchanters will always exist because like I said before so many many many times, that ever since Hero of Ferelden Era, To Kirkwall and then to Dragon 4:41/ 4:44, the canon and preferred path is to support mages and elves equality and freedom!!!!

THERE I GIVE YOU ONE, AND IT WAS MORRIGAN WHO SAID IT HERSELF.

Even a chantry sister from haven admitted that the mages looked happier and she said that she supports/give them chance to 

 SO WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?! CIRCLE IS NEVER BEEN FUCKING NEEDED! IT WAS JUST DRAKON STUPID BIGOTED MOVES TO ENSLAVED AND COLLARED MAGES AND ELVES.

Rivain mages were fine, and their society worked well with mages have their freedom Rivain trained their female mages to be seers, and seers hold important positions within Rivain government and society, oh but what happened? When the chantry fucking find out that Rivain didn’t treat their mages like shits and slave, that Rivain treated mages with respect like any other people. 

The chantry fucking send right on annulment and committed genocide against Rivain fucking mages, chantry you shit organization, Rivain will hate you more than before and I wouldn’t be surprised if the grand cathedral in Rivain will go boom too (i will support it, fuck those people) the chantry literally murdered children there and committed genocide against people of Rivain, No one will defend them in Rivain, no one. 

Codex Entry:

 When we heard of the injustices against our fellow mages at the White Spire, the Circle of Magi in Val Royeaux, I feared what was to come. Our Circle at Dairsmuid is small and isolated; it exists largely as a façade to appease the Chantry.

When the other Circles rose up, the Chantry sent Seekers across the bay from Ayesleigh to investigate. They found us mixing freely with our families, training female mages in the traditions of the seers, and denounced us as apostates. Perhaps they thought we were spineless robes who could be intimidated with a little bloodshed. Before I was first enchanter, I was the daughter of Captain Revaud, of the Felicisima Armada. I know how to plan a battle.They brought with them a small army of templars. We fought. And we might have won. But they invoked the Right of Annulment, with all the unrelenting brutality that allowed. 

It is their right to put screaming apprentices to the sword, burn our "tainted" libraries, crush irreplaceable artifacts under their heels, tear down the very walls of our home. 

No mage has the right to disagree. We of the Dairsmuid Circle wait now, behind barricades. I have sent word to our brother and sister mages of this outrage. When they breakthrough, we will not die alone.—Final journal entry of First Enchanter R

Whoaa look at the chantry and templar, casually committed genocide because they are ass hole who cannot accept that they are wrong, maybe they should accept those different nations have different cultures and traditions? Hmmm, maybe templar and chantry should accept that people are not a mother fucking weapon and slaves to be used and imprisoned since they discovered their magic, chantry and Templar  should learn when to stop, and they should learn that they didn’t know shit and doesn’t want to know shits about spirits? self-righteous much? 

Circle system, templar system, and chantry system cannot be saved because it’s just awful, those systems systematically oppressed and abused people, and we all know that time and time again YOU CANNOT KEEP PEOPLE OPPRESSED AND ENSLAVED FOREVER, THEY WILL REBEL AND SOONER OR LATER THEY WILL WIN THEIR FREEDOM AND THE OLD SYSTEM WILL BE BURNED TO DUST.

No matter how you tried change the circle/templar system, it will always be prone to corruption, because the system put templar above mages, and when someone have more legal immunity and power above other people, then abuses of authority will always happen, hey....LOOK AT COPS IN OUR WORLD.

if anyone tries to prevent other people from being equal and free just like any outer people there who have privileges and advantages, holy shit you are horrible, that’s a shitty bigoted view. 

BEFORE INQUISITION WAS EVEN REBUILT, MYTHAL AND MORRIGAN PREDICTED THAT THERE WILL BE GREAT CHANGES COMING, MORRIGAN PREDICTED THERE WILL BE A HERALD OF CHANGES IN THEDAS. 

They were talking about The Inquisitor who will completely turn Thedas upside down and changed systems that Thedas know it with better ones. 

SO why even bother to fucking keep an old system that doesn’t work and very oppressive and it was designed to imprison and enslaved people? 

okay, listen here you little templar- oh I mean Ex-Templar, because templar order of the south is just gone forever  ( who the hell wanted to be a templar again after people knew how dangerous lyrium could be? Especially after they saw lumbering red templar ABOMINATION, *not sorry they are really ugly bastard* Wrecking havoc all across Thedas 

3.MAGE FREEDOM AND DESTRUCTION OF TEMPLAR ORDER IS A GOOD THING FOR EVERYONE AND FOR THEDAS! 

Let me explain it to ya! 

1. Mages won their freedom means, no more tranquil, there would be no more long-suffering half walking, half living person who’s cursed in the emotionless body (well at least in the south) 

2. Mages could finally raise their own children, have family, married without fear and they don't have to run away from templar and chantry if they want to marry someone, mages children who were taken forcefully from their parents could finally meet their parents again, you don't want kids who were kidnapped from their family since a young age to be reunited with a family who loves them and misses them so much? Holy shit that’s monstrous.

3. Mage Orphan who has no relatives/family/home/ or friends to return could stay with College of Enchanters with other mages.

4. No more children will be kidnapped from the parents, no more mother who will lose their mage baby again because the templar and chantry ripped their baby away from their arms, never again.

5. New Generations of Mages kids who never have to endure torture and abuses in the circle, they can grow up in a safe and happy environment with their family or with the college.

6. Mages actively participated in society, and they can invent a great many things for Thedas modernization and advancement, remember Zither? He’s a mage and he uses his magic to play in a band, imagine the possibilities of Thedas technology-magic advancement with unrestrained magic, boi based on the newest leak, it seems like Arlathan was a magical cyberpunk empire. 

7. As a free citizen, many mages abilities/ skill can be implemented for different kinds of jobs, hey remember Lysas who wanted to be a mage farmer? Agriculture in Thedas could be improved with magic, Medication, and medical studies could be greatly modernized with magic, not to mention fashion, opera/plays, and music, hell even professional chef jobs will be much easier with magic, The inquisitor used telekinesis/spell to fixes broken bridges, and lit a veil fire are another example that magic could be used for mundane stuff and not just for

8. College of Enchanters definitely would be a steadfast ally for The Inquisition and The inquisitor, and not to mention that the Inquisition new operations area would be in the north/Tevinter, mages would be able to help greatly.  9. With templar order gone forever in southern Thedas, then there will be no more people who are force feed lyrium and suffer from lyrium addiction to the point they become a beggar because they wasted all of their coins for lyrium. 10. So mages now are free, no more circle, then what’s the point of templar or seeker anymore? Actually Seeker, circle and templar are never needed, then how southern Thedas  should handle with magic related crime or just crime in general, well I’ts easy, you see mages guard in Tamriel world? You know those guards in Skyrim? Or guard/law enforcer in Warcraft world who use magic? With mages free they also can work as guards

Why templar and chantry bootlicker literally believed in The chantry fearmongering false propaganda about mages and magic? It’s like medieval Vatican bullshit! fearmongering about technology and ‘sin’, fearmongering about spirit and magic? 

We live in the modern era! So stop believing chantry propaganda! 

Stop living as if its the 10th centuries, don’t keep clinging on the awful terrible system and it’s past, dude, see the future in front of you, and  try to be positive about progressive changes. You know what happened to a world who refused to change? Yeah man look at Anor Londo, everything rot there.  And have we ever heard about terrible accident that was caused by mages from College of Enchanters? Or by any mages at all? NO ONE EVER CONFIRMED THAT FREE MAGES OF THE SOUTH WRECKED HAVOC ALL ACROSS THEDAS, BECAUSE THE FREE MAGES DIDN’T DO ANYTHING AT ALL. AND THE MAGES HAS BEEN FREE FOR TWO YEARS! COLLEGE OF ENCHANTERS HAS BEEN OPERATING FOR TWO YEARS WITHOUT ANYONE ENSLAVED AND JAILED THEM  Hey man, i gave you straight fact that mages being free is the best choice to support, and facts that nothing bad happened with mages being free, so your theory and your fear (that actually is just wrong, and it’s sounds kinda like paranoia to be honest Persecution is really stupid, that’s why it’s called persecution in the first place. HA!  

ANDERS WAS, RIGHT!

‘Terrorist’ is a term that can be overused and utilized by people in power to demean and demonized freedom fighter/Resistance movement against tyranny.

  https://mllemaenad.tumblr.com/search/is+anders+terrorist%3F

There’s fuck tons examples of people who were falsely accused as terrorists by tyrannical power to labeled them as a danger and to demonize them, while ‘the terrorist’ who fight for equality and freedom were demanding their people to be treated like a human, and they wanted equal rights. 

 examples: 

[ I am an Indonesian btw, so I knew personally some stuff about dictator and dictatorship government]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bgwS_FMZ3nQ&ab_channel=PhilosophyTube

 https://www.britannica.com/event/resistance-European-history

https://www.thejakartapost.com/academia/2020/09/07/long-road-to-see-justice-over-munirs-murder.html

As an Indonesian woman, our people were oppressed by many European nations, from Dutch To British to French and Portuguese, our nations were stripped and reduced to mere colonies of European powers, our people were enslaved in their own lands, woman raped and children murdered, then after Dutch leave, because Hitler almost sunk their nation during WWII, Japan fucking invaded our land and then enslaved us again! 

Japan lost the world war alongside with its axis allies, YAAY! We are free, but wait, the Dutch Empire was such a baby they wanted their ‘toys’ , they fucking demanded the allies to helped them invaded Indonesia again because in the eye of Dutch Empire we are nothing but their slaves to be milked dry and taken advantages of, but we fought back! And now all Indonesian people from children to the elderly are free!

Did Indonesian people won their freedom and built their nation with being subservient and asked nicely? 

FUCK NO, blood was spilled and heads were cut, a lot of head, but at least now generations upon generations of Indonesian people will never taste the brutality of slavery and how does it feel to be enslaved. Our first president was considered as a menace and a terrorist by Dutch Royalty, he was imprisoned in isolation but managed to escape over and over again! 

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But wait, if any person who rebelled against the government regardless of their intentions can be labeled as a terrorist *gasp* IS THAT MEAN GEORGE FUCKING WASHINGTON WAS A TERRORIST?! Apparently, by British Empire standards, he was.

 The guy and his friends waged a war against the crown, because British Empire keep treated American colony like shit, from the perspective of King George, Washington was a piece of shit who kept ruined his country and his colonies, but boi Americans would be angry if someone called Washington a terrorist right? Because for them, Washington's struggle and rebellion were righteous. 

YOU CAN’T SIMPLY USE THE LABEL OF ‘TERRORIST’ TO CONDEMN ANDERS AND HIS ACTIONS WITHOUT EVEN UNDERSTAND HIS MOTIVE.

Because if you keep doing then, in your perspective every single freedom fighter who rebelled against cruelty and tyranny should be condemned? 

We are talking about what is a ‘terrorist’ here, and if you want to label someone as a terrorist then you have to read their manifesto, understand their motive, try to hear what they wanted to say, and understand the core of ideas behind their rebellion. 

Here’s the thing, will you call the Stonewall riot as an act of terrorism? ( i presume from your blog description you are a supporter of LGBT right? ) 

What about Joachim Ronnenberg? A man who leads a daring raid against Nazi Germany nuclear weapon factory had the german succeded in their efforts, we might have read devastating histories about the nuclear bomb that destroyed London like what happened to Nagasaki and Hiroshima.

From the perspective of Nazi Germany...This guy  wasis a terrorist and an enemy!

But it feels so wrong to describe freedom fighter as a terrorist right? How could we label people who resist nazi Germany as a terrorist?!

Because we know, despite the casualties, despite everything that happened, what they did was right, and they needed to fight back. 

Allies marched to Berlin was the right thing to do, American colonies rebelled despite they knew that a lot of people will die in war, but have you ever condemned the founding father and his people for their rebellion? Or argued that it wasn’t necessary for them to rebelled. Soekarno wars and rebellion against dutch colonists and invaders cannot be condemned, because objectively, no one should support slavery and colonization of other nations. 

French people were so sick and tired of their nobilities and royalties bullshit to the point they cut off their own monarch head, but they were right, because French Monarchy was corrupt and incompetent, while nobles and royalties were feasting and drinking as if there’s no tomorrow, poor people in French can’t even afford bread. 

Trans and Gay people who fight back and demonstrated against injustice was right, the woman who demonstrated and rioted against the oppressive system and patriarchy was right.

WE KNEW DEEP DOWN THEIR CAUSE ARE NOT EVIL, OR CONDEMNABLE, THEIR CAUSES ARE OBJECTIVELY RIGHT! 

But what if it were someone like Adolf Hitler who hmmm rebelled against the Weimar Republic, back before his raises to power around 1920-1923, I’m sure that you are familiar with his Beer Hall Putsch, when he held 14 mass meetings in Germany, for the nazi it was a historical moment, ‘a glorious resistance against the weak and incompetent Weimar Republic’

For his supporter it was glorious, but despite their best efforts to convinced themselves that they were right, WE KNEW HE WAS NOT RIGHT, Nazi was god awful.

What is the core idea of nazism? (I'm going to compare it with socialism/communism because some people keep saying that communism is just like nazi, and it's absolutely wrong) 

https://www.britannica.com/topic/communism/Marxian-communism

https://www.britannica.com/event/Nazism

They are very different. Ya see despite some people who keep yelling that communist is just nazism by any other name. ( and I’m not a communist) 

Adolf Hitler might see himself as a savior, a martyr, and his party also people who supported him

richard spencer, see himself as a ‘liberator’ and voice of white people, but behind all of his fucking bullshit, his core ideas are just Naziism, he is a nazi, Richard Spencer is a white supremacist so does any other alt-right edge lord on the internet who insisted that they are not nazi, despite the fact they fucking followed nazi ideologies and practiced hatred ( btw nazi ideology is based on white supremacist and eugenic ideologies too, so what’s the difference really?” Nazi is white supremacists and white supremacists will always be a nazi) 

Alright and how all of it ties back to Anders and mage rebellion, you might ask, ‘why did you write about histories lessons that I already knew about?’ 

Well templar child, it’s all lead back 

TO THE CORE OF ANDERS IDEAS AND MANIFESTO AND WHY HIS IDEOLOGIES/BELIEVES AND MAGES REBELLION WAS ON THE FREAKING RIGHT SIDE. 

I wrote that fucking long-ass paragraphs so people will be able to differentiate the righteous kind of rebellion (or ‘terrorism’ from the perspective of the power/oppressors) and the god-awful kind of rebellion/terrorism.  

Because instead of listening and learning about what anders wanted, some people are often so fixated on the semantic of the word ‘terrorist’ and got too distracted by that stupid chantry explosion. THE CHANTRY EXPLODED IS THE SAME KIND OF THING IF HITLER OR STALIN’S OFFICE too  

People died? Yeah so does people who died during USA war against British Empire, was it terrible that people died? Yeah it was terrible but just like what i wrote before, the rebellion had to happened. And you said that he killed hundreds? Huh the numbers was never 100% confirmed because i don't think Isabela count the bodies, and second we cannot be sure about numbers of the casualties, because we never really see  ALL them in the first place. And actually arent Hero of Ferelden, Hawke and Inquisitor killed SO MANY PEOPLE? What about The Dragonborn? No to mention that in their journey they also destroyed private and public property and killed so many god damn animals to the point they could have been the reason why some species of animals are endangered.  And no one ever protest or raised a fuss when heroes killed tons of people.  Arent templar and chantry also killed and tortured so many people? What about mages who were killed or made tranquil for the past 1000 years? What about mages who committedcommited suicide like Orsino friend who locked herself in a closet then set herself on fire? Because she no longer can’t stand living in Kirkwall Circle prison? What about Anders friends who often committedcommited suicide because what templar did to them and that lead to severe depression? What about mages and elves who were hunted down and killed just because they escaped from their circle prison, they were killed by order of the chnatry and templar cut them down with their sword? What about Elves of Dales who died because Orlais wanted to expand its fucking territoryterrtotry and justified their racial superiority? Chantry and templar supported that. What about Karl who asked Anders to killed him because he preferred to die rather than be a tranquil again? Or captured by templar again? TEMPLAR AND CHANTRY COMMITED MORE CRIMES FOR THE PAST 1000 YEARS MORE THAN ANY PERSON DID, THE TEMPLAR AND CHANTRY MURDERED, ENLSAVED, TORTURED AND IMPRISON PEOPLE ALSO SUPPORTED GENOCIDE FOR 1000 YEARS!  IF WE CALCULATED NUMBERS OF PEOPLE WHO DIED BY THE CHANTRY ORDER AND TEMPLAR SWORDS, IT’S MORE THAN FREAKING MILLIONS!  ANDERS DID WHAT HE DID TO FREE THE MAGES AND FUTURE MAGES CHILDREN, SAME THING WITH FIONA  AND THE MAGES WHO REBELLED TO FREE THEMSELVES AND  FOR THE FUTURE OF MAGES, THEY ALSO REBELLED FOR FUTURE MAGES FREEDOM, THEY REBELLED FOR THE FREEDOM OF PEOPLE (because unlike what noodle and chantry said and spread, mages are PEOPLE!) so what are you saying again? HUH ? what is your justification? What is your defense? CHANTRY AND TEMPLAR CRIMES CANNOT BE DEFENDED!   If you justified Templar and chantry crimes then THE EVANURIS AND TEVINTER and the stupid qun ideals  can be justified too? From OBJECTIVE perspective Anders ideology WAS RIGHT! HE AND THE MAGES BELONG WITH THE RIGHTEOUS REBELS. Let’s compare chantry/templar mentality and moral vs mages and elves believes and pursuit of freedom. 

Let’s see examples of chantry/templar mentality based on evidence and popular opinion in Thedas that was forced by The chantry to people head.

1. The interpretation of chant of light that mages and nonhuman are abhorred by the maker, and they are ‘evil’ and corrupt’ i must remind you that MODERN and RELEVANT andrastianism in modern Thedas, has twisted whatever Andraste said and they strayed so far away from what andraste possibly could have wanted. 

What if Maferath Betrayal was not based on maliciousness? Or not just based on maliciousness? What if Andraste was truly a mage? The chantry lied about Shartan, the chantry fucking lied about Ameridan, if there’s one IRONIC TRUTH about the chantry, they lied, they twisted story and histories for their political power and their gains.

the whole ‘magic must serve man and not rule over him’ was purposely misinterpreted to fucking justify drakon fucking fanfic holy book, and his campaign to conquer the rest of Thedas. And the chant verses were twisted as a stupid and terrible justification to demonize and enslaved mages and elves in circle towers. 

In a nutshell that chant actually said that magic is a gift that should not be used for terrible deeds. But andrastian changed the meaning and twisted their own prophet words to enslave and oppressed southern mages.

2. The chantry believes about Everything that related to the fade/spirits/ or demon are dangerous and inherently evil, I ALWAYS LAUGHED MY ASS OFF, whenever templar/chantry/andrastian/non mages spouting hateful shits about the fade and spirits, it’s incredibly ironic, because there’s an implication that ALL PEOPLE who were not made by Titans (dwarves was made by titan) were spirits from the fade who ��created body from the earth’ after they descended to the material world.

The evanuris, first of elven people, Solas and his people were spirits, it can be safely assumed that modern elves, humans and qunari in their truest form are spirits as well. 

 I think during his personal quest, All New Faded forFor Her, Aka The Dreadwolf Fen’harel, Solas has explained the truth about what human, elves and qunari truly are and what is their true form would be once they are died ( if they are not a remarkable person then they will simply be lost to the fade ) 

Besides it’s the chantry who spread hateful and ignorant propaganda about evil of spirits/demons, the fact that chantry spread such misinformed propaganda and derailed hates of the fade and spirit into people mind actually is one of the reasons why demons and unwilling possession as modern thedas know it exists, I know Cole explained that  spirit who crossed from the fade to the world was simply traumatized by their journey, the veil hurt them ( we can blame Solas for that) rules in the material world is just confusing, the earth and it’s mostly inflexible and unchanging rules confused them.

But if The fade can be bend and shaped by powerful dreamer/mages/ dreams and believes of people. That means...Demons were also created by The chantry ignorant and hateful propaganda. If many people believed that spirits are dangerous or ‘they are demon’, that spirits and the fade are scary then that’s how they will manifest.

The fade and spirit can be influenced by people's collective beliefs and perceptions. That’s mean it also The chantry and their dogmatic backward propaganda that made spirit/demon as we know it today, I mean for some reason Cole called himself a ‘demon’? While the boy was never corrupted nor twisted from his true nature, i think it’s because people perception of him and spirit.  The chantry dogmatic believes backfired on their own face. rule about 

3. Blind devotion to Orlais Chantry, theThe chantry foundation was made of bones upon bones and blood, emperor kordilius drakon butchered many cults and stamped out any non-andrastian religion or branch of andrastianism that didn’t conform to his cult believes so he can establish his cult of andraste as the dominant religious power in southern thedas or thedas in general. 

The Daughters of Song 

Wine. Music. Poetry. And the wanton and frenzied indulgence of carnal fancies. These things characterized the hedonistic cult known as the Daughters of Song. Calling them an order of the faithful lends them a legitimacy they do not deserve. The daughters (and sons, though they saw themselves also as "daughters") celebrated Andraste's holy union with the Maker in almost every way imaginable. And it was only the "holy union" they venerated. Andraste's life, her war, her teachings, and her sacrifice were blithely ignored.

At its height, the Daughters of Song numbered in the thousands. They maintained a stronghold in a village called Virelay, in the Fields of Ghislain. Virelay saw a yearly event during which the Daughters of Song paraded carven images of the "Maker's Glory" through the square.The Daughters of Song were wiped out by the righteous forces of Emperor Drakon during his campaigns to unite all of Orlais. When the emperor's forces sacked the village, the Daughters would not arm themselves and were either killed or captured. The village was destroyed, and the cult never recovered.—From Before Andrastianism: the Forgotten Faiths by Sister Rondwyn of Tantervale

HA! Blithely ignored her fucking war and ‘sacrifice’ is much better than using the story of andraste life as propaganda and tools to conquer, murder, enslaved, and wiped out groups of people who didn’t buy to your shit.

The daughter of the songs was not a cult of a sex-crazed hedonist, they were another group of pacifist andraste cult who didn’t do anything wrong at all (seems like they were peaceful, they didn’t even willing to armed themselves when Drakon butchered their people) and they just wanted to be left alone to their own device, but of course Drakon,  that egotistical bastard who sees himself as a martyr and narcissistic self-proclaimed holy man, so he put any people who didn’t want to listen to his bullshit to sword. 

The chantry and Orlais using their god, their prophet words, and their religion as a bludgeoning tool to conquer and forcefully converted people, the foundation of modern andrastianism religion was based drakon totalier philosophy his ambitions to rule all of Thedas. 

Ironically if there are people who smeared and desecrate andraste and the maker, its their followers. 

This kind of religious militant mentality has ledlead to people justification of exalted march, because they thought that they were doing it for the maker, they believed that the march is the maker works, anyoneany one who supported exalted march were so convinced that they were right to spilled so many blood and butchered so many people for their religious zealotry (and political ambition of their rulers but eh peasant rarely know anything about what happened in winter palace right?) 

if you supported exalted march of dales or exalted march against mages then.... As a Muslim i just want to say, what’re the differences between exalted march and Christian crusade? And we know that Crusade was a waste of resources and lives  or ISIS ambition for expansionism? 

Military and Religion is a dangerous and scary combination. And I can’t comprehend why any modern human could be so thirsty and horny to destroy other people's nations for their religion and their interpretation of their religion. and let me remind you again, the chantry and templar supported this mentality and often using the maker as a reason and justification of their terrible deeds.  The chantry refusal to acknowledge and respect different kind of andrastian religion and their outright rejection of different religion lead them to wiped out pre-chantry andrastian cult aka their own brethren and destruction of The dales, destruction and deaths of so many dalish clan, prejudice and bigotry against qunari and dwarves. and we don’t have to talk about what happen to old god religion worshipper. Y’know sounds like dark age church and their obsessions to stamped out any kind of ‘heresy’ , you like that shit? You supported it? EWWWW. D:  4. Templar and Chantry brainwashed people to be hateful bigot, I don’t care about any kind of justification or ‘positive deeds’ that andrastianism has done, a thousandthousands years of proofs and facts has proven that most of the time they spreading bigotry and hate for their own political power and gains, the chantry instilled intolerance on people mind and using terror as a way to control population of Thedas, people except for the ruling class are live in uncertainty and fear, we might see peasant in thedas just living their simple life, but if the temple and chantry find out that they are doing anything ‘suspicious’ or they hide their relatives who can use magic then that’s it, their life will end by chantry order and Templar sword, not to mention that the chantry bigoted cheating also lead to  these kind of situation, remember  that mage who were murdered in the storm coast by villager? She died because the chantry brainwashed people to hates on anything non-human and to hate on mages. NOW THE MAGES, let’s take a look at the mages and elves. 1.The mages and elves just wanted to be free and to be treated as an equal in society, not as a walking weapon to be enslaved and imprisoned and not as a servant/slave to non-mage human (or in tevinter and the qun not as a slave in general for elves and mages too who suffer under the qun ) if anyone supporting an ideology or people who deny other people rights, BASIC RIGHTS, then all of you fucktard can rot in hell. 2. Fiona, despite the chantry and Templar oppressed and enslaved her people for must I remind you again 1000 year! Fiona Was still willing to let other fraternities and other circles to vote, whenever they wanted to follow her rebellion or not, AND THE SOUTHREN MAGES CHOSE TO REBELED AND FOLLOWING HER! 3. Now mages freedom is canon, the mages now have their own government and they   rule over themselves( college of enchanters) and they never try to enslave, oppress, brutalize and hurt non mages 4. Now Briala rule in Orlais, she  could help to keep:  1. Remember that mage who died in Gaspard on leash and preventing him from invading other nations, not to mention that she definetly

4. 

Oh, Solas where are thou ~

Now about Solas and the veil, we might speculate to our heart content about Solas plans and what he might do in the future, but to be honest, truth to be told, NO ONE EXACTLY KNOW what is his actual plan for the evanuris, for the blight, for titans and to tear m down the veil. We only have morsels of information about his plans from trespasser, and Tevinter night (also from the leaks).  Who knew maybe Solas plan will ironically save the world? Doomed it? Saved some people? Only doomed half of the world? Will the world end? Or survive?  Now i want all magic to come back but without have to kill millions of people in Thedas, Because it will solve non-mages vs mages problem, everybody will be mages and the centuries of problems will be solved, not to mention that with the minuscule amounts of magic Thedas physical world now have, people seemed to slowly devolving, being cut from magic of the fade is not only horrible for mages but also for non- mages (Because the fade is the sources of power and life itself, not to mention that Solas referred to it as ‘The sea of souls’ in Tevinter Nights)  Here’s the thing, with or without Solas even waking up from his long sleep, i think The veil will be destroyed either way, here’s the evidences that supported my theories (But i still have no idea about What exactly will happen just like many other people out there ) Sandal Prophercy:  “Sandal: One day the magic will come back. All of it. Everyone will be just like they were. The shadows will part, and the skies will open wide. When he rises, everyone will see.”  Grand Duchess Florianne: “ A great CHANGE  is coming for all of us lord seeker lucius:  “ We created a decaying world, and  fought to preserve it even as it crumbled, we had to be stopped” Kieran:  “My mother is the inheritor of the next age” Mythal: WE HAVE NO IDEA ABOUT WHAT SOLAS PLAN IS, what is he going to do with other evanuris? What bout the titans? What about mythal? and ghilan’nain creatures that has been slowly emerge from the sea? What about the blight and darkspawn? I feel  like Solas wouldn’t be the true next main villain, he wouldn’t be Corypheus 2.0, why? Because unlike the blight or Corypheus, Solas have important relationship with The inquisitor, while most any other fucking villain have little to no relationship with heroes. So here Solas quote from Tevinter Nights: His look pinned her “I have no choice.What  I am doing will save this world, and those like you- the elves who are still remain-may find it better, when  it is done.” Solas might call himself “Prideful, hot headed and foolish.”  but he’s not a fucking idiot, he wouldn’t just tear down the veil  just to bing elven glory back,  there must be something bigger behind his motives, like the evanuris and well titans I don’t want to say much about the possible consequences of what might Solas  do, because frankly we don’t know anything about it. It is possible tho that the veil destruction will be the same thing just  like the fifth blight, mage and elves vs Templar and chantry/human war, Corypheus rises and fall  and the fucking explosion of both Kirkwall chantry and temple of sacred ashes,  it just going to happen, it is what fucking it is man. To quote Steve Jobs “One more thing” Patrick  fucking Weekes and their wife supporting mage and mage rights MEANWHILE... if you could live anywhere in Thedas, where would you live? PATRICK: I would live in Rivain. Because Rivain is not as hung up on magic, because they have seers who let themselves get possessed... they also have a relatively peaceful relationship with the Qun. And they're kind of a melting pot and multicultural... they're a place where a lot of different cultures come together. And also? Beachfront property. KARIN: I was just gonna say... if you need further justification, they get to say, "I want to live on the beach."

Yeah, that was a really good one. Okay, moving on: Mages or Templars? PATRICK and KARIN (in unison): Mage

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Youre A Single-Celled Organism. Can You Evolve Into A Duck?

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Okay, so.

So.

You live on this.

Im on the thing.

You are this.

Im the thing.

Youre alive.

You know life is me.

Nah.

Ah. Okay.

Never mind.

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Yes, great. Youre alive, and you live here.

Great.

For your first act as a living thing, you die.

You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

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You imagine your descendants, and their descendants, and all their exploits and achievements in the world.

Then a vivid image comes to you.

Surrender yourself to the vision.

You surrender yourself to the vision. You think about this.

Aha duck.

Its perfect.

So it is resolved: You will be this thing. Someday, the child of the child of your distant descendant will wake up, and it will be this. It will be a duck.

I will become a duck.

Good idea. You try out making a protein. Whoa. Thats actually a good protein you made. You have a knack for this.

I will make another protein.

I will do something else.

You make another protein.

Oh, my God.

You were born to do this. The joy you get from making proteins causes one of your organelles to contract and then expand, and its the greatest feeling youve ever known.

I will keep making proteins forever.

I will give up this crazy pipe dream and do something else.

Flouting tradition, you throw yourself into making proteins. You go on to become the most prolific thing ever to have lived on the thing, in terms of proteins made.

After 16 minutes of protein production, you die. You did not manage to evolve into a duck, but you left behind a legacy of incredible proteins that will not soon be forgotten.

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Over the next billion years, you really go all-out theming your genetic buildup around the idea of Under The Sea. Pretty soon, you look like this.

Nice going! What next?

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go for style.

Your body swells, and soon youre this huge thing.

Go for size again.

Go for style.

Go for depth.

You adapt to the low depths of the deep sea, and soon you look like this thing.

Go for depth again.

Go for size.

Go for style.

Go right for the duck.

You go for style, and it pays off. You spend the next era cruising around the ocean as this incredible fish.

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go right for the duck.

Oh, no. You went right for the duck too early and mistakenly evolved into Michael Phelps the swimmer. In the open ocean, you are quickly eradicated by some of your better-adapted cousins. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

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You go all in on bigness. Your body swells with each generation, and your species becomes known throughout the ocean for its incredible size.

Keep going.

Boldly venture onto land.

Over billions of years you become bigger and bigger until, finally, just as the present day arrives, you are Australia, the largest creature in the seven seas.

You are a titan of the ocean, but you have failed to evolve into a duck.

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Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you take one last gulp of water and burst through the surface and onto land.

Your fins fall away, your gills wither, and the land becomes your home.

Boldly venture back into the water.

Become trees.

Become a walking land creature.

Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you migrate into the water and leave the land behind.

You begin to grow fins and gills, perfect for this new era of life under the sea.

Boldly venture onto land.

Go right for the duck.

Wasting no time, you work your position on land to your advantage by becoming trees. Tall and wooden, you are built to last.

I am trees.

You remain trees. You are trees.

I will be trees.

You are still trees.

I will be trees.

You are trees.

I will just keep being trees.

Okay, I will be paper now.

You keep being trees. The present day arrives, and you are trees. The future arrives and passes, and you are trees. You did not evolve into a duck, but in a way thats okay. You are trees.

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You are no longer trees. Instead, you are paper.

I will be trees again.

I will evolve ink.

You evolve ink. As millennia pass, the ink patterns begin to form better and better shapes.

At last, you arrive at the most highly evolved form of paper that is possible: You are a picture of a duck.

Congratulations. You almost did it. You did not evolve into a duck, but you came very close.

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You are a plain-flavored land creature.

I am happy with this; I will become another plain-flavored land creature.

I now think that beaks look good.

You become this plain-flavored land creature.

I am fine with this; I will start a family of plain-flavored land creatures.

I am deciding that beaks are the way to go.

I will become a more stylish land creature.

You evolve to get some things installed in your ears that make you more stylish. Its not comfortable.

I will be plain-flavored again.

I will decide that beaks are the goal.

You are a family-oriented plain-flavored land creature.

This is still good; I will continue to be this plain-flavored creature.

I will decide that beaks are good.

As a species, you decide that beaks look good and that everyone should have beaks.

Beaks are mandatory.

Many millions of years pass. Eventually, you look like this.

Ah, yes. Im a duck at last. This is a duck.

There is no denying that what I am is the very definition of a duck.

No, Im not a duck. I must keep evolving.

You look around, and it seems everyone has the same idea. All trying to be a duck, but no one quite getting it right.

Meanwhile, just look at me.

You keep evolving, day in and day out. But it seems to be of no use.

This is the wrong size to be a duck.

This is the wrong shape to be a duck.

This isnt working.

Form a symbiotic relationship with Henry.

Pray to God to make you into a duck.

This is more like Michael Phelps the swimmer than it is like a duck.

God hears you and mutters some magic words.

Look at yourself now.

Awesome! You are practically there. Becoming a duck from here should be an absolute layup.

I will just evolve a tiny bit more.

No

What happened? Somehow, you took things too far, and you evolved into an ostrich. In case you werent aware, this creature is a scam, posturing as an upgraded, premium duck that in practice lacks any of the charm of the barebones original. Youve been had. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

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Evolution hasnt been going so great, so you form a symbiotic relationship with Henry. The way your mutualistic dependence works is that Henry points at you and then you point at Henry. Then you both reproduce and your children do the same thing.

I will continue with the symbiotic relationship.

I will go for the duck now.

You remain in the symbiotic relationship with Henry.

I will keep going with Henry.

I will go for the duck now.

I will become something simple, like a stone.

You stay in the symbiotic relationship with Henry forever. When the present day arrives, you are still pointing at each other, and you have not managed to evolve into a duck.

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You go for the duck, but its too much of a stretch. On June 30, 1985, you evolve into Michael Phelps the swimmer. Its clear that there is nowhere to go from hereyour body is optimized for acquiring gold. You and your descendants are happy to be the species called Michael Phelps the swimmer, and yet sometimes you still dream of the duck you might have become, imagining what might have happened if youd made just a few different choices somewhere along the way

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You become a rock. Its a relief to be out of that strange situation with Henry.

I will become specialized for roundness.

I will become specialized for legs.

You become a round rock.

Specialize for legs.

Specialize for smallness.

You become a small round rock.

Become even smaller.

You become a many-legged rock.

Specialize for roundness.

Giving up completely, you split yourself open, and a miracle happens. Its a duck. After billions of years, you are here. The prophecy fulfilled. You evolved into a duck.

Relish it.

Yes. You are duck.

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You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will adapt myself to the theme of Under The Sea.

I will make a protein.

No, youre not. This is a duck.

And look at what I am.

You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will daydream about the possibilities.

I will die off.

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Youre A Single-Celled Organism. Can You Evolve Into A Duck?

This feature requires JavaScript to function.

Okay, so.

So.

You live on this.

Im on the thing.

You are this.

Im the thing.

Youre alive.

You know life is me.

Nah.

Ah. Okay.

Never mind.

Start Over

Yes, great. Youre alive, and you live here.

Great.

For your first act as a living thing, you die.

You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

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You imagine your descendants, and their descendants, and all their exploits and achievements in the world.

Then a vivid image comes to you.

Surrender yourself to the vision.

You surrender yourself to the vision. You think about this.

Aha duck.

Its perfect.

So it is resolved: You will be this thing. Someday, the child of the child of your distant descendant will wake up, and it will be this. It will be a duck.

I will become a duck.

Good idea. You try out making a protein. Whoa. Thats actually a good protein you made. You have a knack for this.

I will make another protein.

I will do something else.

You make another protein.

Oh, my God.

You were born to do this. The joy you get from making proteins causes one of your organelles to contract and then expand, and its the greatest feeling youve ever known.

I will keep making proteins forever.

I will give up this crazy pipe dream and do something else.

Flouting tradition, you throw yourself into making proteins. You go on to become the most prolific thing ever to have lived on the thing, in terms of proteins made.

After 16 minutes of protein production, you die. You did not manage to evolve into a duck, but you left behind a legacy of incredible proteins that will not soon be forgotten.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Over the next billion years, you really go all-out theming your genetic buildup around the idea of Under The Sea. Pretty soon, you look like this.

Nice going! What next?

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go for style.

Your body swells, and soon youre this huge thing.

Go for size again.

Go for style.

Go for depth.

You adapt to the low depths of the deep sea, and soon you look like this thing.

Go for depth again.

Go for size.

Go for style.

Go right for the duck.

You go for style, and it pays off. You spend the next era cruising around the ocean as this incredible fish.

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go right for the duck.

Oh, no. You went right for the duck too early and mistakenly evolved into Michael Phelps the swimmer. In the open ocean, you are quickly eradicated by some of your better-adapted cousins. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

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You go all in on bigness. Your body swells with each generation, and your species becomes known throughout the ocean for its incredible size.

Keep going.

Boldly venture onto land.

Over billions of years you become bigger and bigger until, finally, just as the present day arrives, you are Australia, the largest creature in the seven seas.

You are a titan of the ocean, but you have failed to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

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Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you take one last gulp of water and burst through the surface and onto land.

Your fins fall away, your gills wither, and the land becomes your home.

Boldly venture back into the water.

Become trees.

Become a walking land creature.

Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you migrate into the water and leave the land behind.

You begin to grow fins and gills, perfect for this new era of life under the sea.

Boldly venture onto land.

Go right for the duck.

Wasting no time, you work your position on land to your advantage by becoming trees. Tall and wooden, you are built to last.

I am trees.

You remain trees. You are trees.

I will be trees.

You are still trees.

I will be trees.

You are trees.

I will just keep being trees.

Okay, I will be paper now.

You keep being trees. The present day arrives, and you are trees. The future arrives and passes, and you are trees. You did not evolve into a duck, but in a way thats okay. You are trees.

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You are no longer trees. Instead, you are paper.

I will be trees again.

I will evolve ink.

You evolve ink. As millennia pass, the ink patterns begin to form better and better shapes.

At last, you arrive at the most highly evolved form of paper that is possible: You are a picture of a duck.

Congratulations. You almost did it. You did not evolve into a duck, but you came very close.

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You are a plain-flavored land creature.

I am happy with this; I will become another plain-flavored land creature.

I now think that beaks look good.

You become this plain-flavored land creature.

I am fine with this; I will start a family of plain-flavored land creatures.

I am deciding that beaks are the way to go.

I will become a more stylish land creature.

You evolve to get some things installed in your ears that make you more stylish. Its not comfortable.

I will be plain-flavored again.

I will decide that beaks are the goal.

You are a family-oriented plain-flavored land creature.

This is still good; I will continue to be this plain-flavored creature.

I will decide that beaks are good.

As a species, you decide that beaks look good and that everyone should have beaks.

Beaks are mandatory.

Many millions of years pass. Eventually, you look like this.

Ah, yes. Im a duck at last. This is a duck.

There is no denying that what I am is the very definition of a duck.

No, Im not a duck. I must keep evolving.

You look around, and it seems everyone has the same idea. All trying to be a duck, but no one quite getting it right.

Meanwhile, just look at me.

You keep evolving, day in and day out. But it seems to be of no use.

This is the wrong size to be a duck.

This is the wrong shape to be a duck.

This isnt working.

Form a symbiotic relationship with Henry.

Pray to God to make you into a duck.

This is more like Michael Phelps the swimmer than it is like a duck.

God hears you and mutters some magic words.

Look at yourself now.

Awesome! You are practically there. Becoming a duck from here should be an absolute layup.

I will just evolve a tiny bit more.

No

What happened? Somehow, you took things too far, and you evolved into an ostrich. In case you werent aware, this creature is a scam, posturing as an upgraded, premium duck that in practice lacks any of the charm of the barebones original. Youve been had. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

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Evolution hasnt been going so great, so you form a symbiotic relationship with Henry. The way your mutualistic dependence works is that Henry points at you and then you point at Henry. Then you both reproduce and your children do the same thing.

I will continue with the symbiotic relationship.

I will go for the duck now.

You remain in the symbiotic relationship with Henry.

I will keep going with Henry.

I will go for the duck now.

I will become something simple, like a stone.

You stay in the symbiotic relationship with Henry forever. When the present day arrives, you are still pointing at each other, and you have not managed to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

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You go for the duck, but its too much of a stretch. On June 30, 1985, you evolve into Michael Phelps the swimmer. Its clear that there is nowhere to go from hereyour body is optimized for acquiring gold. You and your descendants are happy to be the species called Michael Phelps the swimmer, and yet sometimes you still dream of the duck you might have become, imagining what might have happened if youd made just a few different choices somewhere along the way

Start Over

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You become a rock. Its a relief to be out of that strange situation with Henry.

I will become specialized for roundness.

I will become specialized for legs.

You become a round rock.

Specialize for legs.

Specialize for smallness.

You become a small round rock.

Become even smaller.

You become a many-legged rock.

Specialize for roundness.

Giving up completely, you split yourself open, and a miracle happens. Its a duck. After billions of years, you are here. The prophecy fulfilled. You evolved into a duck.

Relish it.

Yes. You are duck.

Start Over

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You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will adapt myself to the theme of Under The Sea.

I will make a protein.

No, youre not. This is a duck.

And look at what I am.

You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will daydream about the possibilities.

I will die off.

Read more: http://www.clickhole.com/clickventure/youre-single-celled-organism-can-you-evolve-duck-3179

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Youre A Single-Celled Organism. Can You Evolve Into A Duck?

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Okay, so.

So.

You live on this.

Im on the thing.

You are this.

Im the thing.

Youre alive.

You know life is me.

Nah.

Ah. Okay.

Never mind.

Start Over

Yes, great. Youre alive, and you live here.

Great.

For your first act as a living thing, you die.

You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

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You imagine your descendants, and their descendants, and all their exploits and achievements in the world.

Then a vivid image comes to you.

Surrender yourself to the vision.

You surrender yourself to the vision. You think about this.

Aha duck.

Its perfect.

So it is resolved: You will be this thing. Someday, the child of the child of your distant descendant will wake up, and it will be this. It will be a duck.

I will become a duck.

Good idea. You try out making a protein. Whoa. Thats actually a good protein you made. You have a knack for this.

I will make another protein.

I will do something else.

You make another protein.

Oh, my God.

You were born to do this. The joy you get from making proteins causes one of your organelles to contract and then expand, and its the greatest feeling youve ever known.

I will keep making proteins forever.

I will give up this crazy pipe dream and do something else.

Flouting tradition, you throw yourself into making proteins. You go on to become the most prolific thing ever to have lived on the thing, in terms of proteins made.

After 16 minutes of protein production, you die. You did not manage to evolve into a duck, but you left behind a legacy of incredible proteins that will not soon be forgotten.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Over the next billion years, you really go all-out theming your genetic buildup around the idea of Under The Sea. Pretty soon, you look like this.

Nice going! What next?

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go for style.

Your body swells, and soon youre this huge thing.

Go for size again.

Go for style.

Go for depth.

You adapt to the low depths of the deep sea, and soon you look like this thing.

Go for depth again.

Go for size.

Go for style.

Go right for the duck.

You go for style, and it pays off. You spend the next era cruising around the ocean as this incredible fish.

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go right for the duck.

Oh, no. You went right for the duck too early and mistakenly evolved into Michael Phelps the swimmer. In the open ocean, you are quickly eradicated by some of your better-adapted cousins. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

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You go all in on bigness. Your body swells with each generation, and your species becomes known throughout the ocean for its incredible size.

Keep going.

Boldly venture onto land.

Over billions of years you become bigger and bigger until, finally, just as the present day arrives, you are Australia, the largest creature in the seven seas.

You are a titan of the ocean, but you have failed to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

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Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you take one last gulp of water and burst through the surface and onto land.

Your fins fall away, your gills wither, and the land becomes your home.

Boldly venture back into the water.

Become trees.

Become a walking land creature.

Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you migrate into the water and leave the land behind.

You begin to grow fins and gills, perfect for this new era of life under the sea.

Boldly venture onto land.

Go right for the duck.

Wasting no time, you work your position on land to your advantage by becoming trees. Tall and wooden, you are built to last.

I am trees.

You remain trees. You are trees.

I will be trees.

You are still trees.

I will be trees.

You are trees.

I will just keep being trees.

Okay, I will be paper now.

You keep being trees. The present day arrives, and you are trees. The future arrives and passes, and you are trees. You did not evolve into a duck, but in a way thats okay. You are trees.

Start Over

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You are no longer trees. Instead, you are paper.

I will be trees again.

I will evolve ink.

You evolve ink. As millennia pass, the ink patterns begin to form better and better shapes.

At last, you arrive at the most highly evolved form of paper that is possible: You are a picture of a duck.

Congratulations. You almost did it. You did not evolve into a duck, but you came very close.

Start Over

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You are a plain-flavored land creature.

I am happy with this; I will become another plain-flavored land creature.

I now think that beaks look good.

You become this plain-flavored land creature.

I am fine with this; I will start a family of plain-flavored land creatures.

I am deciding that beaks are the way to go.

I will become a more stylish land creature.

You evolve to get some things installed in your ears that make you more stylish. Its not comfortable.

I will be plain-flavored again.

I will decide that beaks are the goal.

You are a family-oriented plain-flavored land creature.

This is still good; I will continue to be this plain-flavored creature.

I will decide that beaks are good.

As a species, you decide that beaks look good and that everyone should have beaks.

Beaks are mandatory.

Many millions of years pass. Eventually, you look like this.

Ah, yes. Im a duck at last. This is a duck.

There is no denying that what I am is the very definition of a duck.

No, Im not a duck. I must keep evolving.

You look around, and it seems everyone has the same idea. All trying to be a duck, but no one quite getting it right.

Meanwhile, just look at me.

You keep evolving, day in and day out. But it seems to be of no use.

This is the wrong size to be a duck.

This is the wrong shape to be a duck.

This isnt working.

Form a symbiotic relationship with Henry.

Pray to God to make you into a duck.

This is more like Michael Phelps the swimmer than it is like a duck.

God hears you and mutters some magic words.

Look at yourself now.

Awesome! You are practically there. Becoming a duck from here should be an absolute layup.

I will just evolve a tiny bit more.

No

What happened? Somehow, you took things too far, and you evolved into an ostrich. In case you werent aware, this creature is a scam, posturing as an upgraded, premium duck that in practice lacks any of the charm of the barebones original. Youve been had. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Evolution hasnt been going so great, so you form a symbiotic relationship with Henry. The way your mutualistic dependence works is that Henry points at you and then you point at Henry. Then you both reproduce and your children do the same thing.

I will continue with the symbiotic relationship.

I will go for the duck now.

You remain in the symbiotic relationship with Henry.

I will keep going with Henry.

I will go for the duck now.

I will become something simple, like a stone.

You stay in the symbiotic relationship with Henry forever. When the present day arrives, you are still pointing at each other, and you have not managed to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You go for the duck, but its too much of a stretch. On June 30, 1985, you evolve into Michael Phelps the swimmer. Its clear that there is nowhere to go from hereyour body is optimized for acquiring gold. You and your descendants are happy to be the species called Michael Phelps the swimmer, and yet sometimes you still dream of the duck you might have become, imagining what might have happened if youd made just a few different choices somewhere along the way

Start Over

Share Your Results

You become a rock. Its a relief to be out of that strange situation with Henry.

I will become specialized for roundness.

I will become specialized for legs.

You become a round rock.

Specialize for legs.

Specialize for smallness.

You become a small round rock.

Become even smaller.

You become a many-legged rock.

Specialize for roundness.

Giving up completely, you split yourself open, and a miracle happens. Its a duck. After billions of years, you are here. The prophecy fulfilled. You evolved into a duck.

Relish it.

Yes. You are duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will adapt myself to the theme of Under The Sea.

I will make a protein.

No, youre not. This is a duck.

And look at what I am.

You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will daydream about the possibilities.

I will die off.

Read more: http://www.clickhole.com/clickventure/youre-single-celled-organism-can-you-evolve-duck-3179

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Youre A Single-Celled Organism. Can You Evolve Into A Duck?

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Okay, so.

So.

You live on this.

Im on the thing.

You are this.

Im the thing.

Youre alive.

You know life is me.

Nah.

Ah. Okay.

Never mind.

Start Over

Yes, great. Youre alive, and you live here.

Great.

For your first act as a living thing, you die.

You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You imagine your descendants, and their descendants, and all their exploits and achievements in the world.

Then a vivid image comes to you.

Surrender yourself to the vision.

You surrender yourself to the vision. You think about this.

Aha duck.

Its perfect.

So it is resolved: You will be this thing. Someday, the child of the child of your distant descendant will wake up, and it will be this. It will be a duck.

I will become a duck.

Good idea. You try out making a protein. Whoa. Thats actually a good protein you made. You have a knack for this.

I will make another protein.

I will do something else.

You make another protein.

Oh, my God.

You were born to do this. The joy you get from making proteins causes one of your organelles to contract and then expand, and its the greatest feeling youve ever known.

I will keep making proteins forever.

I will give up this crazy pipe dream and do something else.

Flouting tradition, you throw yourself into making proteins. You go on to become the most prolific thing ever to have lived on the thing, in terms of proteins made.

After 16 minutes of protein production, you die. You did not manage to evolve into a duck, but you left behind a legacy of incredible proteins that will not soon be forgotten.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Over the next billion years, you really go all-out theming your genetic buildup around the idea of Under The Sea. Pretty soon, you look like this.

Nice going! What next?

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go for style.

Your body swells, and soon youre this huge thing.

Go for size again.

Go for style.

Go for depth.

You adapt to the low depths of the deep sea, and soon you look like this thing.

Go for depth again.

Go for size.

Go for style.

Go right for the duck.

You go for style, and it pays off. You spend the next era cruising around the ocean as this incredible fish.

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go right for the duck.

Oh, no. You went right for the duck too early and mistakenly evolved into Michael Phelps the swimmer. In the open ocean, you are quickly eradicated by some of your better-adapted cousins. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You go all in on bigness. Your body swells with each generation, and your species becomes known throughout the ocean for its incredible size.

Keep going.

Boldly venture onto land.

Over billions of years you become bigger and bigger until, finally, just as the present day arrives, you are Australia, the largest creature in the seven seas.

You are a titan of the ocean, but you have failed to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you take one last gulp of water and burst through the surface and onto land.

Your fins fall away, your gills wither, and the land becomes your home.

Boldly venture back into the water.

Become trees.

Become a walking land creature.

Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you migrate into the water and leave the land behind.

You begin to grow fins and gills, perfect for this new era of life under the sea.

Boldly venture onto land.

Go right for the duck.

Wasting no time, you work your position on land to your advantage by becoming trees. Tall and wooden, you are built to last.

I am trees.

You remain trees. You are trees.

I will be trees.

You are still trees.

I will be trees.

You are trees.

I will just keep being trees.

Okay, I will be paper now.

You keep being trees. The present day arrives, and you are trees. The future arrives and passes, and you are trees. You did not evolve into a duck, but in a way thats okay. You are trees.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are no longer trees. Instead, you are paper.

I will be trees again.

I will evolve ink.

You evolve ink. As millennia pass, the ink patterns begin to form better and better shapes.

At last, you arrive at the most highly evolved form of paper that is possible: You are a picture of a duck.

Congratulations. You almost did it. You did not evolve into a duck, but you came very close.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are a plain-flavored land creature.

I am happy with this; I will become another plain-flavored land creature.

I now think that beaks look good.

You become this plain-flavored land creature.

I am fine with this; I will start a family of plain-flavored land creatures.

I am deciding that beaks are the way to go.

I will become a more stylish land creature.

You evolve to get some things installed in your ears that make you more stylish. Its not comfortable.

I will be plain-flavored again.

I will decide that beaks are the goal.

You are a family-oriented plain-flavored land creature.

This is still good; I will continue to be this plain-flavored creature.

I will decide that beaks are good.

As a species, you decide that beaks look good and that everyone should have beaks.

Beaks are mandatory.

Many millions of years pass. Eventually, you look like this.

Ah, yes. Im a duck at last. This is a duck.

There is no denying that what I am is the very definition of a duck.

No, Im not a duck. I must keep evolving.

You look around, and it seems everyone has the same idea. All trying to be a duck, but no one quite getting it right.

Meanwhile, just look at me.

You keep evolving, day in and day out. But it seems to be of no use.

This is the wrong size to be a duck.

This is the wrong shape to be a duck.

This isnt working.

Form a symbiotic relationship with Henry.

Pray to God to make you into a duck.

This is more like Michael Phelps the swimmer than it is like a duck.

God hears you and mutters some magic words.

Look at yourself now.

Awesome! You are practically there. Becoming a duck from here should be an absolute layup.

I will just evolve a tiny bit more.

No

What happened? Somehow, you took things too far, and you evolved into an ostrich. In case you werent aware, this creature is a scam, posturing as an upgraded, premium duck that in practice lacks any of the charm of the barebones original. Youve been had. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Evolution hasnt been going so great, so you form a symbiotic relationship with Henry. The way your mutualistic dependence works is that Henry points at you and then you point at Henry. Then you both reproduce and your children do the same thing.

I will continue with the symbiotic relationship.

I will go for the duck now.

You remain in the symbiotic relationship with Henry.

I will keep going with Henry.

I will go for the duck now.

I will become something simple, like a stone.

You stay in the symbiotic relationship with Henry forever. When the present day arrives, you are still pointing at each other, and you have not managed to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You go for the duck, but its too much of a stretch. On June 30, 1985, you evolve into Michael Phelps the swimmer. Its clear that there is nowhere to go from hereyour body is optimized for acquiring gold. You and your descendants are happy to be the species called Michael Phelps the swimmer, and yet sometimes you still dream of the duck you might have become, imagining what might have happened if youd made just a few different choices somewhere along the way

Start Over

Share Your Results

You become a rock. Its a relief to be out of that strange situation with Henry.

I will become specialized for roundness.

I will become specialized for legs.

You become a round rock.

Specialize for legs.

Specialize for smallness.

You become a small round rock.

Become even smaller.

You become a many-legged rock.

Specialize for roundness.

Giving up completely, you split yourself open, and a miracle happens. Its a duck. After billions of years, you are here. The prophecy fulfilled. You evolved into a duck.

Relish it.

Yes. You are duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will adapt myself to the theme of Under The Sea.

I will make a protein.

No, youre not. This is a duck.

And look at what I am.

You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will daydream about the possibilities.

I will die off.

Read more: http://www.clickhole.com/clickventure/youre-single-celled-organism-can-you-evolve-duck-3179

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Youre A Single-Celled Organism. Can You Evolve Into A Duck?

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Okay, so.

So.

You live on this.

Im on the thing.

You are this.

Im the thing.

Youre alive.

You know life is me.

Nah.

Ah. Okay.

Never mind.

Start Over

Yes, great. Youre alive, and you live here.

Great.

For your first act as a living thing, you die.

You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You imagine your descendants, and their descendants, and all their exploits and achievements in the world.

Then a vivid image comes to you.

Surrender yourself to the vision.

You surrender yourself to the vision. You think about this.

Aha duck.

Its perfect.

So it is resolved: You will be this thing. Someday, the child of the child of your distant descendant will wake up, and it will be this. It will be a duck.

I will become a duck.

Good idea. You try out making a protein. Whoa. Thats actually a good protein you made. You have a knack for this.

I will make another protein.

I will do something else.

You make another protein.

Oh, my God.

You were born to do this. The joy you get from making proteins causes one of your organelles to contract and then expand, and its the greatest feeling youve ever known.

I will keep making proteins forever.

I will give up this crazy pipe dream and do something else.

Flouting tradition, you throw yourself into making proteins. You go on to become the most prolific thing ever to have lived on the thing, in terms of proteins made.

After 16 minutes of protein production, you die. You did not manage to evolve into a duck, but you left behind a legacy of incredible proteins that will not soon be forgotten.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Over the next billion years, you really go all-out theming your genetic buildup around the idea of Under The Sea. Pretty soon, you look like this.

Nice going! What next?

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go for style.

Your body swells, and soon youre this huge thing.

Go for size again.

Go for style.

Go for depth.

You adapt to the low depths of the deep sea, and soon you look like this thing.

Go for depth again.

Go for size.

Go for style.

Go right for the duck.

You go for style, and it pays off. You spend the next era cruising around the ocean as this incredible fish.

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go right for the duck.

Oh, no. You went right for the duck too early and mistakenly evolved into Michael Phelps the swimmer. In the open ocean, you are quickly eradicated by some of your better-adapted cousins. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You go all in on bigness. Your body swells with each generation, and your species becomes known throughout the ocean for its incredible size.

Keep going.

Boldly venture onto land.

Over billions of years you become bigger and bigger until, finally, just as the present day arrives, you are Australia, the largest creature in the seven seas.

You are a titan of the ocean, but you have failed to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you take one last gulp of water and burst through the surface and onto land.

Your fins fall away, your gills wither, and the land becomes your home.

Boldly venture back into the water.

Become trees.

Become a walking land creature.

Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you migrate into the water and leave the land behind.

You begin to grow fins and gills, perfect for this new era of life under the sea.

Boldly venture onto land.

Go right for the duck.

Wasting no time, you work your position on land to your advantage by becoming trees. Tall and wooden, you are built to last.

I am trees.

You remain trees. You are trees.

I will be trees.

You are still trees.

I will be trees.

You are trees.

I will just keep being trees.

Okay, I will be paper now.

You keep being trees. The present day arrives, and you are trees. The future arrives and passes, and you are trees. You did not evolve into a duck, but in a way thats okay. You are trees.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are no longer trees. Instead, you are paper.

I will be trees again.

I will evolve ink.

You evolve ink. As millennia pass, the ink patterns begin to form better and better shapes.

At last, you arrive at the most highly evolved form of paper that is possible: You are a picture of a duck.

Congratulations. You almost did it. You did not evolve into a duck, but you came very close.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are a plain-flavored land creature.

I am happy with this; I will become another plain-flavored land creature.

I now think that beaks look good.

You become this plain-flavored land creature.

I am fine with this; I will start a family of plain-flavored land creatures.

I am deciding that beaks are the way to go.

I will become a more stylish land creature.

You evolve to get some things installed in your ears that make you more stylish. Its not comfortable.

I will be plain-flavored again.

I will decide that beaks are the goal.

You are a family-oriented plain-flavored land creature.

This is still good; I will continue to be this plain-flavored creature.

I will decide that beaks are good.

As a species, you decide that beaks look good and that everyone should have beaks.

Beaks are mandatory.

Many millions of years pass. Eventually, you look like this.

Ah, yes. Im a duck at last. This is a duck.

There is no denying that what I am is the very definition of a duck.

No, Im not a duck. I must keep evolving.

You look around, and it seems everyone has the same idea. All trying to be a duck, but no one quite getting it right.

Meanwhile, just look at me.

You keep evolving, day in and day out. But it seems to be of no use.

This is the wrong size to be a duck.

This is the wrong shape to be a duck.

This isnt working.

Form a symbiotic relationship with Henry.

Pray to God to make you into a duck.

This is more like Michael Phelps the swimmer than it is like a duck.

God hears you and mutters some magic words.

Look at yourself now.

Awesome! You are practically there. Becoming a duck from here should be an absolute layup.

I will just evolve a tiny bit more.

No

What happened? Somehow, you took things too far, and you evolved into an ostrich. In case you werent aware, this creature is a scam, posturing as an upgraded, premium duck that in practice lacks any of the charm of the barebones original. Youve been had. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Evolution hasnt been going so great, so you form a symbiotic relationship with Henry. The way your mutualistic dependence works is that Henry points at you and then you point at Henry. Then you both reproduce and your children do the same thing.

I will continue with the symbiotic relationship.

I will go for the duck now.

You remain in the symbiotic relationship with Henry.

I will keep going with Henry.

I will go for the duck now.

I will become something simple, like a stone.

You stay in the symbiotic relationship with Henry forever. When the present day arrives, you are still pointing at each other, and you have not managed to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You go for the duck, but its too much of a stretch. On June 30, 1985, you evolve into Michael Phelps the swimmer. Its clear that there is nowhere to go from hereyour body is optimized for acquiring gold. You and your descendants are happy to be the species called Michael Phelps the swimmer, and yet sometimes you still dream of the duck you might have become, imagining what might have happened if youd made just a few different choices somewhere along the way

Start Over

Share Your Results

You become a rock. Its a relief to be out of that strange situation with Henry.

I will become specialized for roundness.

I will become specialized for legs.

You become a round rock.

Specialize for legs.

Specialize for smallness.

You become a small round rock.

Become even smaller.

You become a many-legged rock.

Specialize for roundness.

Giving up completely, you split yourself open, and a miracle happens. Its a duck. After billions of years, you are here. The prophecy fulfilled. You evolved into a duck.

Relish it.

Yes. You are duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will adapt myself to the theme of Under The Sea.

I will make a protein.

No, youre not. This is a duck.

And look at what I am.

You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will daydream about the possibilities.

I will die off.

Read more: http://www.clickhole.com/clickventure/youre-single-celled-organism-can-you-evolve-duck-3179

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Youre A Single-Celled Organism. Can You Evolve Into A Duck?

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Okay, so.

So.

You live on this.

Im on the thing.

You are this.

Im the thing.

Youre alive.

You know life is me.

Nah.

Ah. Okay.

Never mind.

Start Over

Yes, great. Youre alive, and you live here.

Great.

For your first act as a living thing, you die.

You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You imagine your descendants, and their descendants, and all their exploits and achievements in the world.

Then a vivid image comes to you.

Surrender yourself to the vision.

You surrender yourself to the vision. You think about this.

Aha duck.

Its perfect.

So it is resolved: You will be this thing. Someday, the child of the child of your distant descendant will wake up, and it will be this. It will be a duck.

I will become a duck.

Good idea. You try out making a protein. Whoa. Thats actually a good protein you made. You have a knack for this.

I will make another protein.

I will do something else.

You make another protein.

Oh, my God.

You were born to do this. The joy you get from making proteins causes one of your organelles to contract and then expand, and its the greatest feeling youve ever known.

I will keep making proteins forever.

I will give up this crazy pipe dream and do something else.

Flouting tradition, you throw yourself into making proteins. You go on to become the most prolific thing ever to have lived on the thing, in terms of proteins made.

After 16 minutes of protein production, you die. You did not manage to evolve into a duck, but you left behind a legacy of incredible proteins that will not soon be forgotten.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Over the next billion years, you really go all-out theming your genetic buildup around the idea of Under The Sea. Pretty soon, you look like this.

Nice going! What next?

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go for style.

Your body swells, and soon youre this huge thing.

Go for size again.

Go for style.

Go for depth.

You adapt to the low depths of the deep sea, and soon you look like this thing.

Go for depth again.

Go for size.

Go for style.

Go right for the duck.

You go for style, and it pays off. You spend the next era cruising around the ocean as this incredible fish.

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go right for the duck.

Oh, no. You went right for the duck too early and mistakenly evolved into Michael Phelps the swimmer. In the open ocean, you are quickly eradicated by some of your better-adapted cousins. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You go all in on bigness. Your body swells with each generation, and your species becomes known throughout the ocean for its incredible size.

Keep going.

Boldly venture onto land.

Over billions of years you become bigger and bigger until, finally, just as the present day arrives, you are Australia, the largest creature in the seven seas.

You are a titan of the ocean, but you have failed to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you take one last gulp of water and burst through the surface and onto land.

Your fins fall away, your gills wither, and the land becomes your home.

Boldly venture back into the water.

Become trees.

Become a walking land creature.

Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you migrate into the water and leave the land behind.

You begin to grow fins and gills, perfect for this new era of life under the sea.

Boldly venture onto land.

Go right for the duck.

Wasting no time, you work your position on land to your advantage by becoming trees. Tall and wooden, you are built to last.

I am trees.

You remain trees. You are trees.

I will be trees.

You are still trees.

I will be trees.

You are trees.

I will just keep being trees.

Okay, I will be paper now.

You keep being trees. The present day arrives, and you are trees. The future arrives and passes, and you are trees. You did not evolve into a duck, but in a way thats okay. You are trees.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are no longer trees. Instead, you are paper.

I will be trees again.

I will evolve ink.

You evolve ink. As millennia pass, the ink patterns begin to form better and better shapes.

At last, you arrive at the most highly evolved form of paper that is possible: You are a picture of a duck.

Congratulations. You almost did it. You did not evolve into a duck, but you came very close.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are a plain-flavored land creature.

I am happy with this; I will become another plain-flavored land creature.

I now think that beaks look good.

You become this plain-flavored land creature.

I am fine with this; I will start a family of plain-flavored land creatures.

I am deciding that beaks are the way to go.

I will become a more stylish land creature.

You evolve to get some things installed in your ears that make you more stylish. Its not comfortable.

I will be plain-flavored again.

I will decide that beaks are the goal.

You are a family-oriented plain-flavored land creature.

This is still good; I will continue to be this plain-flavored creature.

I will decide that beaks are good.

As a species, you decide that beaks look good and that everyone should have beaks.

Beaks are mandatory.

Many millions of years pass. Eventually, you look like this.

Ah, yes. Im a duck at last. This is a duck.

There is no denying that what I am is the very definition of a duck.

No, Im not a duck. I must keep evolving.

You look around, and it seems everyone has the same idea. All trying to be a duck, but no one quite getting it right.

Meanwhile, just look at me.

You keep evolving, day in and day out. But it seems to be of no use.

This is the wrong size to be a duck.

This is the wrong shape to be a duck.

This isnt working.

Form a symbiotic relationship with Henry.

Pray to God to make you into a duck.

This is more like Michael Phelps the swimmer than it is like a duck.

God hears you and mutters some magic words.

Look at yourself now.

Awesome! You are practically there. Becoming a duck from here should be an absolute layup.

I will just evolve a tiny bit more.

No

What happened? Somehow, you took things too far, and you evolved into an ostrich. In case you werent aware, this creature is a scam, posturing as an upgraded, premium duck that in practice lacks any of the charm of the barebones original. Youve been had. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Evolution hasnt been going so great, so you form a symbiotic relationship with Henry. The way your mutualistic dependence works is that Henry points at you and then you point at Henry. Then you both reproduce and your children do the same thing.

I will continue with the symbiotic relationship.

I will go for the duck now.

You remain in the symbiotic relationship with Henry.

I will keep going with Henry.

I will go for the duck now.

I will become something simple, like a stone.

You stay in the symbiotic relationship with Henry forever. When the present day arrives, you are still pointing at each other, and you have not managed to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You go for the duck, but its too much of a stretch. On June 30, 1985, you evolve into Michael Phelps the swimmer. Its clear that there is nowhere to go from hereyour body is optimized for acquiring gold. You and your descendants are happy to be the species called Michael Phelps the swimmer, and yet sometimes you still dream of the duck you might have become, imagining what might have happened if youd made just a few different choices somewhere along the way

Start Over

Share Your Results

You become a rock. Its a relief to be out of that strange situation with Henry.

I will become specialized for roundness.

I will become specialized for legs.

You become a round rock.

Specialize for legs.

Specialize for smallness.

You become a small round rock.

Become even smaller.

You become a many-legged rock.

Specialize for roundness.

Giving up completely, you split yourself open, and a miracle happens. Its a duck. After billions of years, you are here. The prophecy fulfilled. You evolved into a duck.

Relish it.

Yes. You are duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will adapt myself to the theme of Under The Sea.

I will make a protein.

No, youre not. This is a duck.

And look at what I am.

You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will daydream about the possibilities.

I will die off.

Read more: http://www.clickhole.com/clickventure/youre-single-celled-organism-can-you-evolve-duck-3179

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Youre A Single-Celled Organism. Can You Evolve Into A Duck?

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Okay, so.

So.

You live on this.

Im on the thing.

You are this.

Im the thing.

Youre alive.

You know life is me.

Nah.

Ah. Okay.

Never mind.

Start Over

Yes, great. Youre alive, and you live here.

Great.

For your first act as a living thing, you die.

You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You imagine your descendants, and their descendants, and all their exploits and achievements in the world.

Then a vivid image comes to you.

Surrender yourself to the vision.

You surrender yourself to the vision. You think about this.

Aha duck.

Its perfect.

So it is resolved: You will be this thing. Someday, the child of the child of your distant descendant will wake up, and it will be this. It will be a duck.

I will become a duck.

Good idea. You try out making a protein. Whoa. Thats actually a good protein you made. You have a knack for this.

I will make another protein.

I will do something else.

You make another protein.

Oh, my God.

You were born to do this. The joy you get from making proteins causes one of your organelles to contract and then expand, and its the greatest feeling youve ever known.

I will keep making proteins forever.

I will give up this crazy pipe dream and do something else.

Flouting tradition, you throw yourself into making proteins. You go on to become the most prolific thing ever to have lived on the thing, in terms of proteins made.

After 16 minutes of protein production, you die. You did not manage to evolve into a duck, but you left behind a legacy of incredible proteins that will not soon be forgotten.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Over the next billion years, you really go all-out theming your genetic buildup around the idea of Under The Sea. Pretty soon, you look like this.

Nice going! What next?

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go for style.

Your body swells, and soon youre this huge thing.

Go for size again.

Go for style.

Go for depth.

You adapt to the low depths of the deep sea, and soon you look like this thing.

Go for depth again.

Go for size.

Go for style.

Go right for the duck.

You go for style, and it pays off. You spend the next era cruising around the ocean as this incredible fish.

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go right for the duck.

Oh, no. You went right for the duck too early and mistakenly evolved into Michael Phelps the swimmer. In the open ocean, you are quickly eradicated by some of your better-adapted cousins. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You go all in on bigness. Your body swells with each generation, and your species becomes known throughout the ocean for its incredible size.

Keep going.

Boldly venture onto land.

Over billions of years you become bigger and bigger until, finally, just as the present day arrives, you are Australia, the largest creature in the seven seas.

You are a titan of the ocean, but you have failed to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you take one last gulp of water and burst through the surface and onto land.

Your fins fall away, your gills wither, and the land becomes your home.

Boldly venture back into the water.

Become trees.

Become a walking land creature.

Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you migrate into the water and leave the land behind.

You begin to grow fins and gills, perfect for this new era of life under the sea.

Boldly venture onto land.

Go right for the duck.

Wasting no time, you work your position on land to your advantage by becoming trees. Tall and wooden, you are built to last.

I am trees.

You remain trees. You are trees.

I will be trees.

You are still trees.

I will be trees.

You are trees.

I will just keep being trees.

Okay, I will be paper now.

You keep being trees. The present day arrives, and you are trees. The future arrives and passes, and you are trees. You did not evolve into a duck, but in a way thats okay. You are trees.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are no longer trees. Instead, you are paper.

I will be trees again.

I will evolve ink.

You evolve ink. As millennia pass, the ink patterns begin to form better and better shapes.

At last, you arrive at the most highly evolved form of paper that is possible: You are a picture of a duck.

Congratulations. You almost did it. You did not evolve into a duck, but you came very close.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are a plain-flavored land creature.

I am happy with this; I will become another plain-flavored land creature.

I now think that beaks look good.

You become this plain-flavored land creature.

I am fine with this; I will start a family of plain-flavored land creatures.

I am deciding that beaks are the way to go.

I will become a more stylish land creature.

You evolve to get some things installed in your ears that make you more stylish. Its not comfortable.

I will be plain-flavored again.

I will decide that beaks are the goal.

You are a family-oriented plain-flavored land creature.

This is still good; I will continue to be this plain-flavored creature.

I will decide that beaks are good.

As a species, you decide that beaks look good and that everyone should have beaks.

Beaks are mandatory.

Many millions of years pass. Eventually, you look like this.

Ah, yes. Im a duck at last. This is a duck.

There is no denying that what I am is the very definition of a duck.

No, Im not a duck. I must keep evolving.

You look around, and it seems everyone has the same idea. All trying to be a duck, but no one quite getting it right.

Meanwhile, just look at me.

You keep evolving, day in and day out. But it seems to be of no use.

This is the wrong size to be a duck.

This is the wrong shape to be a duck.

This isnt working.

Form a symbiotic relationship with Henry.

Pray to God to make you into a duck.

This is more like Michael Phelps the swimmer than it is like a duck.

God hears you and mutters some magic words.

Look at yourself now.

Awesome! You are practically there. Becoming a duck from here should be an absolute layup.

I will just evolve a tiny bit more.

No

What happened? Somehow, you took things too far, and you evolved into an ostrich. In case you werent aware, this creature is a scam, posturing as an upgraded, premium duck that in practice lacks any of the charm of the barebones original. Youve been had. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Evolution hasnt been going so great, so you form a symbiotic relationship with Henry. The way your mutualistic dependence works is that Henry points at you and then you point at Henry. Then you both reproduce and your children do the same thing.

I will continue with the symbiotic relationship.

I will go for the duck now.

You remain in the symbiotic relationship with Henry.

I will keep going with Henry.

I will go for the duck now.

I will become something simple, like a stone.

You stay in the symbiotic relationship with Henry forever. When the present day arrives, you are still pointing at each other, and you have not managed to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You go for the duck, but its too much of a stretch. On June 30, 1985, you evolve into Michael Phelps the swimmer. Its clear that there is nowhere to go from hereyour body is optimized for acquiring gold. You and your descendants are happy to be the species called Michael Phelps the swimmer, and yet sometimes you still dream of the duck you might have become, imagining what might have happened if youd made just a few different choices somewhere along the way

Start Over

Share Your Results

You become a rock. Its a relief to be out of that strange situation with Henry.

I will become specialized for roundness.

I will become specialized for legs.

You become a round rock.

Specialize for legs.

Specialize for smallness.

You become a small round rock.

Become even smaller.

You become a many-legged rock.

Specialize for roundness.

Giving up completely, you split yourself open, and a miracle happens. Its a duck. After billions of years, you are here. The prophecy fulfilled. You evolved into a duck.

Relish it.

Yes. You are duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will adapt myself to the theme of Under The Sea.

I will make a protein.

No, youre not. This is a duck.

And look at what I am.

You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will daydream about the possibilities.

I will die off.

Read more: http://www.clickhole.com/clickventure/youre-single-celled-organism-can-you-evolve-duck-3179

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Youre A Single-Celled Organism. Can You Evolve Into A Duck?

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Okay, so.

So.

You live on this.

Im on the thing.

You are this.

Im the thing.

Youre alive.

You know life is me.

Nah.

Ah. Okay.

Never mind.

Start Over

Yes, great. Youre alive, and you live here.

Great.

For your first act as a living thing, you die.

You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You imagine your descendants, and their descendants, and all their exploits and achievements in the world.

Then a vivid image comes to you.

Surrender yourself to the vision.

You surrender yourself to the vision. You think about this.

Aha duck.

Its perfect.

So it is resolved: You will be this thing. Someday, the child of the child of your distant descendant will wake up, and it will be this. It will be a duck.

I will become a duck.

Good idea. You try out making a protein. Whoa. Thats actually a good protein you made. You have a knack for this.

I will make another protein.

I will do something else.

You make another protein.

Oh, my God.

You were born to do this. The joy you get from making proteins causes one of your organelles to contract and then expand, and its the greatest feeling youve ever known.

I will keep making proteins forever.

I will give up this crazy pipe dream and do something else.

Flouting tradition, you throw yourself into making proteins. You go on to become the most prolific thing ever to have lived on the thing, in terms of proteins made.

After 16 minutes of protein production, you die. You did not manage to evolve into a duck, but you left behind a legacy of incredible proteins that will not soon be forgotten.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Over the next billion years, you really go all-out theming your genetic buildup around the idea of Under The Sea. Pretty soon, you look like this.

Nice going! What next?

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go for style.

Your body swells, and soon youre this huge thing.

Go for size again.

Go for style.

Go for depth.

You adapt to the low depths of the deep sea, and soon you look like this thing.

Go for depth again.

Go for size.

Go for style.

Go right for the duck.

You go for style, and it pays off. You spend the next era cruising around the ocean as this incredible fish.

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go right for the duck.

Oh, no. You went right for the duck too early and mistakenly evolved into Michael Phelps the swimmer. In the open ocean, you are quickly eradicated by some of your better-adapted cousins. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You go all in on bigness. Your body swells with each generation, and your species becomes known throughout the ocean for its incredible size.

Keep going.

Boldly venture onto land.

Over billions of years you become bigger and bigger until, finally, just as the present day arrives, you are Australia, the largest creature in the seven seas.

You are a titan of the ocean, but you have failed to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you take one last gulp of water and burst through the surface and onto land.

Your fins fall away, your gills wither, and the land becomes your home.

Boldly venture back into the water.

Become trees.

Become a walking land creature.

Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you migrate into the water and leave the land behind.

You begin to grow fins and gills, perfect for this new era of life under the sea.

Boldly venture onto land.

Go right for the duck.

Wasting no time, you work your position on land to your advantage by becoming trees. Tall and wooden, you are built to last.

I am trees.

You remain trees. You are trees.

I will be trees.

You are still trees.

I will be trees.

You are trees.

I will just keep being trees.

Okay, I will be paper now.

You keep being trees. The present day arrives, and you are trees. The future arrives and passes, and you are trees. You did not evolve into a duck, but in a way thats okay. You are trees.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are no longer trees. Instead, you are paper.

I will be trees again.

I will evolve ink.

You evolve ink. As millennia pass, the ink patterns begin to form better and better shapes.

At last, you arrive at the most highly evolved form of paper that is possible: You are a picture of a duck.

Congratulations. You almost did it. You did not evolve into a duck, but you came very close.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are a plain-flavored land creature.

I am happy with this; I will become another plain-flavored land creature.

I now think that beaks look good.

You become this plain-flavored land creature.

I am fine with this; I will start a family of plain-flavored land creatures.

I am deciding that beaks are the way to go.

I will become a more stylish land creature.

You evolve to get some things installed in your ears that make you more stylish. Its not comfortable.

I will be plain-flavored again.

I will decide that beaks are the goal.

You are a family-oriented plain-flavored land creature.

This is still good; I will continue to be this plain-flavored creature.

I will decide that beaks are good.

As a species, you decide that beaks look good and that everyone should have beaks.

Beaks are mandatory.

Many millions of years pass. Eventually, you look like this.

Ah, yes. Im a duck at last. This is a duck.

There is no denying that what I am is the very definition of a duck.

No, Im not a duck. I must keep evolving.

You look around, and it seems everyone has the same idea. All trying to be a duck, but no one quite getting it right.

Meanwhile, just look at me.

You keep evolving, day in and day out. But it seems to be of no use.

This is the wrong size to be a duck.

This is the wrong shape to be a duck.

This isnt working.

Form a symbiotic relationship with Henry.

Pray to God to make you into a duck.

This is more like Michael Phelps the swimmer than it is like a duck.

God hears you and mutters some magic words.

Look at yourself now.

Awesome! You are practically there. Becoming a duck from here should be an absolute layup.

I will just evolve a tiny bit more.

No

What happened? Somehow, you took things too far, and you evolved into an ostrich. In case you werent aware, this creature is a scam, posturing as an upgraded, premium duck that in practice lacks any of the charm of the barebones original. Youve been had. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Evolution hasnt been going so great, so you form a symbiotic relationship with Henry. The way your mutualistic dependence works is that Henry points at you and then you point at Henry. Then you both reproduce and your children do the same thing.

I will continue with the symbiotic relationship.

I will go for the duck now.

You remain in the symbiotic relationship with Henry.

I will keep going with Henry.

I will go for the duck now.

I will become something simple, like a stone.

You stay in the symbiotic relationship with Henry forever. When the present day arrives, you are still pointing at each other, and you have not managed to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You go for the duck, but its too much of a stretch. On June 30, 1985, you evolve into Michael Phelps the swimmer. Its clear that there is nowhere to go from hereyour body is optimized for acquiring gold. You and your descendants are happy to be the species called Michael Phelps the swimmer, and yet sometimes you still dream of the duck you might have become, imagining what might have happened if youd made just a few different choices somewhere along the way

Start Over

Share Your Results

You become a rock. Its a relief to be out of that strange situation with Henry.

I will become specialized for roundness.

I will become specialized for legs.

You become a round rock.

Specialize for legs.

Specialize for smallness.

You become a small round rock.

Become even smaller.

You become a many-legged rock.

Specialize for roundness.

Giving up completely, you split yourself open, and a miracle happens. Its a duck. After billions of years, you are here. The prophecy fulfilled. You evolved into a duck.

Relish it.

Yes. You are duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will adapt myself to the theme of Under The Sea.

I will make a protein.

No, youre not. This is a duck.

And look at what I am.

You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will daydream about the possibilities.

I will die off.

Read more: http://www.clickhole.com/clickventure/youre-single-celled-organism-can-you-evolve-duck-3179

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Youre A Single-Celled Organism. Can You Evolve Into A Duck?

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Okay, so.

So.

You live on this.

Im on the thing.

You are this.

Im the thing.

Youre alive.

You know life is me.

Nah.

Ah. Okay.

Never mind.

Start Over

Yes, great. Youre alive, and you live here.

Great.

For your first act as a living thing, you die.

You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You imagine your descendants, and their descendants, and all their exploits and achievements in the world.

Then a vivid image comes to you.

Surrender yourself to the vision.

You surrender yourself to the vision. You think about this.

Aha duck.

Its perfect.

So it is resolved: You will be this thing. Someday, the child of the child of your distant descendant will wake up, and it will be this. It will be a duck.

I will become a duck.

Good idea. You try out making a protein. Whoa. Thats actually a good protein you made. You have a knack for this.

I will make another protein.

I will do something else.

You make another protein.

Oh, my God.

You were born to do this. The joy you get from making proteins causes one of your organelles to contract and then expand, and its the greatest feeling youve ever known.

I will keep making proteins forever.

I will give up this crazy pipe dream and do something else.

Flouting tradition, you throw yourself into making proteins. You go on to become the most prolific thing ever to have lived on the thing, in terms of proteins made.

After 16 minutes of protein production, you die. You did not manage to evolve into a duck, but you left behind a legacy of incredible proteins that will not soon be forgotten.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Over the next billion years, you really go all-out theming your genetic buildup around the idea of Under The Sea. Pretty soon, you look like this.

Nice going! What next?

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go for style.

Your body swells, and soon youre this huge thing.

Go for size again.

Go for style.

Go for depth.

You adapt to the low depths of the deep sea, and soon you look like this thing.

Go for depth again.

Go for size.

Go for style.

Go right for the duck.

You go for style, and it pays off. You spend the next era cruising around the ocean as this incredible fish.

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go right for the duck.

Oh, no. You went right for the duck too early and mistakenly evolved into Michael Phelps the swimmer. In the open ocean, you are quickly eradicated by some of your better-adapted cousins. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You go all in on bigness. Your body swells with each generation, and your species becomes known throughout the ocean for its incredible size.

Keep going.

Boldly venture onto land.

Over billions of years you become bigger and bigger until, finally, just as the present day arrives, you are Australia, the largest creature in the seven seas.

You are a titan of the ocean, but you have failed to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you take one last gulp of water and burst through the surface and onto land.

Your fins fall away, your gills wither, and the land becomes your home.

Boldly venture back into the water.

Become trees.

Become a walking land creature.

Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you migrate into the water and leave the land behind.

You begin to grow fins and gills, perfect for this new era of life under the sea.

Boldly venture onto land.

Go right for the duck.

Wasting no time, you work your position on land to your advantage by becoming trees. Tall and wooden, you are built to last.

I am trees.

You remain trees. You are trees.

I will be trees.

You are still trees.

I will be trees.

You are trees.

I will just keep being trees.

Okay, I will be paper now.

You keep being trees. The present day arrives, and you are trees. The future arrives and passes, and you are trees. You did not evolve into a duck, but in a way thats okay. You are trees.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are no longer trees. Instead, you are paper.

I will be trees again.

I will evolve ink.

You evolve ink. As millennia pass, the ink patterns begin to form better and better shapes.

At last, you arrive at the most highly evolved form of paper that is possible: You are a picture of a duck.

Congratulations. You almost did it. You did not evolve into a duck, but you came very close.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are a plain-flavored land creature.

I am happy with this; I will become another plain-flavored land creature.

I now think that beaks look good.

You become this plain-flavored land creature.

I am fine with this; I will start a family of plain-flavored land creatures.

I am deciding that beaks are the way to go.

I will become a more stylish land creature.

You evolve to get some things installed in your ears that make you more stylish. Its not comfortable.

I will be plain-flavored again.

I will decide that beaks are the goal.

You are a family-oriented plain-flavored land creature.

This is still good; I will continue to be this plain-flavored creature.

I will decide that beaks are good.

As a species, you decide that beaks look good and that everyone should have beaks.

Beaks are mandatory.

Many millions of years pass. Eventually, you look like this.

Ah, yes. Im a duck at last. This is a duck.

There is no denying that what I am is the very definition of a duck.

No, Im not a duck. I must keep evolving.

You look around, and it seems everyone has the same idea. All trying to be a duck, but no one quite getting it right.

Meanwhile, just look at me.

You keep evolving, day in and day out. But it seems to be of no use.

This is the wrong size to be a duck.

This is the wrong shape to be a duck.

This isnt working.

Form a symbiotic relationship with Henry.

Pray to God to make you into a duck.

This is more like Michael Phelps the swimmer than it is like a duck.

God hears you and mutters some magic words.

Look at yourself now.

Awesome! You are practically there. Becoming a duck from here should be an absolute layup.

I will just evolve a tiny bit more.

No

What happened? Somehow, you took things too far, and you evolved into an ostrich. In case you werent aware, this creature is a scam, posturing as an upgraded, premium duck that in practice lacks any of the charm of the barebones original. Youve been had. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Evolution hasnt been going so great, so you form a symbiotic relationship with Henry. The way your mutualistic dependence works is that Henry points at you and then you point at Henry. Then you both reproduce and your children do the same thing.

I will continue with the symbiotic relationship.

I will go for the duck now.

You remain in the symbiotic relationship with Henry.

I will keep going with Henry.

I will go for the duck now.

I will become something simple, like a stone.

You stay in the symbiotic relationship with Henry forever. When the present day arrives, you are still pointing at each other, and you have not managed to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You go for the duck, but its too much of a stretch. On June 30, 1985, you evolve into Michael Phelps the swimmer. Its clear that there is nowhere to go from hereyour body is optimized for acquiring gold. You and your descendants are happy to be the species called Michael Phelps the swimmer, and yet sometimes you still dream of the duck you might have become, imagining what might have happened if youd made just a few different choices somewhere along the way

Start Over

Share Your Results

You become a rock. Its a relief to be out of that strange situation with Henry.

I will become specialized for roundness.

I will become specialized for legs.

You become a round rock.

Specialize for legs.

Specialize for smallness.

You become a small round rock.

Become even smaller.

You become a many-legged rock.

Specialize for roundness.

Giving up completely, you split yourself open, and a miracle happens. Its a duck. After billions of years, you are here. The prophecy fulfilled. You evolved into a duck.

Relish it.

Yes. You are duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will adapt myself to the theme of Under The Sea.

I will make a protein.

No, youre not. This is a duck.

And look at what I am.

You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will daydream about the possibilities.

I will die off.

Read more: http://www.clickhole.com/clickventure/youre-single-celled-organism-can-you-evolve-duck-3179

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Youre A Single-Celled Organism. Can You Evolve Into A Duck?

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Okay, so.

So.

You live on this.

Im on the thing.

You are this.

Im the thing.

Youre alive.

You know life is me.

Nah.

Ah. Okay.

Never mind.

Start Over

Yes, great. Youre alive, and you live here.

Great.

For your first act as a living thing, you die.

You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You imagine your descendants, and their descendants, and all their exploits and achievements in the world.

Then a vivid image comes to you.

Surrender yourself to the vision.

You surrender yourself to the vision. You think about this.

Aha duck.

Its perfect.

So it is resolved: You will be this thing. Someday, the child of the child of your distant descendant will wake up, and it will be this. It will be a duck.

I will become a duck.

Good idea. You try out making a protein. Whoa. Thats actually a good protein you made. You have a knack for this.

I will make another protein.

I will do something else.

You make another protein.

Oh, my God.

You were born to do this. The joy you get from making proteins causes one of your organelles to contract and then expand, and its the greatest feeling youve ever known.

I will keep making proteins forever.

I will give up this crazy pipe dream and do something else.

Flouting tradition, you throw yourself into making proteins. You go on to become the most prolific thing ever to have lived on the thing, in terms of proteins made.

After 16 minutes of protein production, you die. You did not manage to evolve into a duck, but you left behind a legacy of incredible proteins that will not soon be forgotten.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Over the next billion years, you really go all-out theming your genetic buildup around the idea of Under The Sea. Pretty soon, you look like this.

Nice going! What next?

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go for style.

Your body swells, and soon youre this huge thing.

Go for size again.

Go for style.

Go for depth.

You adapt to the low depths of the deep sea, and soon you look like this thing.

Go for depth again.

Go for size.

Go for style.

Go right for the duck.

You go for style, and it pays off. You spend the next era cruising around the ocean as this incredible fish.

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go right for the duck.

Oh, no. You went right for the duck too early and mistakenly evolved into Michael Phelps the swimmer. In the open ocean, you are quickly eradicated by some of your better-adapted cousins. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You go all in on bigness. Your body swells with each generation, and your species becomes known throughout the ocean for its incredible size.

Keep going.

Boldly venture onto land.

Over billions of years you become bigger and bigger until, finally, just as the present day arrives, you are Australia, the largest creature in the seven seas.

You are a titan of the ocean, but you have failed to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you take one last gulp of water and burst through the surface and onto land.

Your fins fall away, your gills wither, and the land becomes your home.

Boldly venture back into the water.

Become trees.

Become a walking land creature.

Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you migrate into the water and leave the land behind.

You begin to grow fins and gills, perfect for this new era of life under the sea.

Boldly venture onto land.

Go right for the duck.

Wasting no time, you work your position on land to your advantage by becoming trees. Tall and wooden, you are built to last.

I am trees.

You remain trees. You are trees.

I will be trees.

You are still trees.

I will be trees.

You are trees.

I will just keep being trees.

Okay, I will be paper now.

You keep being trees. The present day arrives, and you are trees. The future arrives and passes, and you are trees. You did not evolve into a duck, but in a way thats okay. You are trees.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are no longer trees. Instead, you are paper.

I will be trees again.

I will evolve ink.

You evolve ink. As millennia pass, the ink patterns begin to form better and better shapes.

At last, you arrive at the most highly evolved form of paper that is possible: You are a picture of a duck.

Congratulations. You almost did it. You did not evolve into a duck, but you came very close.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are a plain-flavored land creature.

I am happy with this; I will become another plain-flavored land creature.

I now think that beaks look good.

You become this plain-flavored land creature.

I am fine with this; I will start a family of plain-flavored land creatures.

I am deciding that beaks are the way to go.

I will become a more stylish land creature.

You evolve to get some things installed in your ears that make you more stylish. Its not comfortable.

I will be plain-flavored again.

I will decide that beaks are the goal.

You are a family-oriented plain-flavored land creature.

This is still good; I will continue to be this plain-flavored creature.

I will decide that beaks are good.

As a species, you decide that beaks look good and that everyone should have beaks.

Beaks are mandatory.

Many millions of years pass. Eventually, you look like this.

Ah, yes. Im a duck at last. This is a duck.

There is no denying that what I am is the very definition of a duck.

No, Im not a duck. I must keep evolving.

You look around, and it seems everyone has the same idea. All trying to be a duck, but no one quite getting it right.

Meanwhile, just look at me.

You keep evolving, day in and day out. But it seems to be of no use.

This is the wrong size to be a duck.

This is the wrong shape to be a duck.

This isnt working.

Form a symbiotic relationship with Henry.

Pray to God to make you into a duck.

This is more like Michael Phelps the swimmer than it is like a duck.

God hears you and mutters some magic words.

Look at yourself now.

Awesome! You are practically there. Becoming a duck from here should be an absolute layup.

I will just evolve a tiny bit more.

No

What happened? Somehow, you took things too far, and you evolved into an ostrich. In case you werent aware, this creature is a scam, posturing as an upgraded, premium duck that in practice lacks any of the charm of the barebones original. Youve been had. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Evolution hasnt been going so great, so you form a symbiotic relationship with Henry. The way your mutualistic dependence works is that Henry points at you and then you point at Henry. Then you both reproduce and your children do the same thing.

I will continue with the symbiotic relationship.

I will go for the duck now.

You remain in the symbiotic relationship with Henry.

I will keep going with Henry.

I will go for the duck now.

I will become something simple, like a stone.

You stay in the symbiotic relationship with Henry forever. When the present day arrives, you are still pointing at each other, and you have not managed to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You go for the duck, but its too much of a stretch. On June 30, 1985, you evolve into Michael Phelps the swimmer. Its clear that there is nowhere to go from hereyour body is optimized for acquiring gold. You and your descendants are happy to be the species called Michael Phelps the swimmer, and yet sometimes you still dream of the duck you might have become, imagining what might have happened if youd made just a few different choices somewhere along the way

Start Over

Share Your Results

You become a rock. Its a relief to be out of that strange situation with Henry.

I will become specialized for roundness.

I will become specialized for legs.

You become a round rock.

Specialize for legs.

Specialize for smallness.

You become a small round rock.

Become even smaller.

You become a many-legged rock.

Specialize for roundness.

Giving up completely, you split yourself open, and a miracle happens. Its a duck. After billions of years, you are here. The prophecy fulfilled. You evolved into a duck.

Relish it.

Yes. You are duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will adapt myself to the theme of Under The Sea.

I will make a protein.

No, youre not. This is a duck.

And look at what I am.

You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will daydream about the possibilities.

I will die off.

Read more: http://www.clickhole.com/clickventure/youre-single-celled-organism-can-you-evolve-duck-3179

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Youre A Single-Celled Organism. Can You Evolve Into A Duck?

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Okay, so.

So.

You live on this.

Im on the thing.

You are this.

Im the thing.

Youre alive.

You know life is me.

Nah.

Ah. Okay.

Never mind.

Start Over

Yes, great. Youre alive, and you live here.

Great.

For your first act as a living thing, you die.

You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You imagine your descendants, and their descendants, and all their exploits and achievements in the world.

Then a vivid image comes to you.

Surrender yourself to the vision.

You surrender yourself to the vision. You think about this.

Aha duck.

Its perfect.

So it is resolved: You will be this thing. Someday, the child of the child of your distant descendant will wake up, and it will be this. It will be a duck.

I will become a duck.

Good idea. You try out making a protein. Whoa. Thats actually a good protein you made. You have a knack for this.

I will make another protein.

I will do something else.

You make another protein.

Oh, my God.

You were born to do this. The joy you get from making proteins causes one of your organelles to contract and then expand, and its the greatest feeling youve ever known.

I will keep making proteins forever.

I will give up this crazy pipe dream and do something else.

Flouting tradition, you throw yourself into making proteins. You go on to become the most prolific thing ever to have lived on the thing, in terms of proteins made.

After 16 minutes of protein production, you die. You did not manage to evolve into a duck, but you left behind a legacy of incredible proteins that will not soon be forgotten.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Over the next billion years, you really go all-out theming your genetic buildup around the idea of Under The Sea. Pretty soon, you look like this.

Nice going! What next?

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go for style.

Your body swells, and soon youre this huge thing.

Go for size again.

Go for style.

Go for depth.

You adapt to the low depths of the deep sea, and soon you look like this thing.

Go for depth again.

Go for size.

Go for style.

Go right for the duck.

You go for style, and it pays off. You spend the next era cruising around the ocean as this incredible fish.

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go right for the duck.

Oh, no. You went right for the duck too early and mistakenly evolved into Michael Phelps the swimmer. In the open ocean, you are quickly eradicated by some of your better-adapted cousins. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You go all in on bigness. Your body swells with each generation, and your species becomes known throughout the ocean for its incredible size.

Keep going.

Boldly venture onto land.

Over billions of years you become bigger and bigger until, finally, just as the present day arrives, you are Australia, the largest creature in the seven seas.

You are a titan of the ocean, but you have failed to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you take one last gulp of water and burst through the surface and onto land.

Your fins fall away, your gills wither, and the land becomes your home.

Boldly venture back into the water.

Become trees.

Become a walking land creature.

Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you migrate into the water and leave the land behind.

You begin to grow fins and gills, perfect for this new era of life under the sea.

Boldly venture onto land.

Go right for the duck.

Wasting no time, you work your position on land to your advantage by becoming trees. Tall and wooden, you are built to last.

I am trees.

You remain trees. You are trees.

I will be trees.

You are still trees.

I will be trees.

You are trees.

I will just keep being trees.

Okay, I will be paper now.

You keep being trees. The present day arrives, and you are trees. The future arrives and passes, and you are trees. You did not evolve into a duck, but in a way thats okay. You are trees.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are no longer trees. Instead, you are paper.

I will be trees again.

I will evolve ink.

You evolve ink. As millennia pass, the ink patterns begin to form better and better shapes.

At last, you arrive at the most highly evolved form of paper that is possible: You are a picture of a duck.

Congratulations. You almost did it. You did not evolve into a duck, but you came very close.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are a plain-flavored land creature.

I am happy with this; I will become another plain-flavored land creature.

I now think that beaks look good.

You become this plain-flavored land creature.

I am fine with this; I will start a family of plain-flavored land creatures.

I am deciding that beaks are the way to go.

I will become a more stylish land creature.

You evolve to get some things installed in your ears that make you more stylish. Its not comfortable.

I will be plain-flavored again.

I will decide that beaks are the goal.

You are a family-oriented plain-flavored land creature.

This is still good; I will continue to be this plain-flavored creature.

I will decide that beaks are good.

As a species, you decide that beaks look good and that everyone should have beaks.

Beaks are mandatory.

Many millions of years pass. Eventually, you look like this.

Ah, yes. Im a duck at last. This is a duck.

There is no denying that what I am is the very definition of a duck.

No, Im not a duck. I must keep evolving.

You look around, and it seems everyone has the same idea. All trying to be a duck, but no one quite getting it right.

Meanwhile, just look at me.

You keep evolving, day in and day out. But it seems to be of no use.

This is the wrong size to be a duck.

This is the wrong shape to be a duck.

This isnt working.

Form a symbiotic relationship with Henry.

Pray to God to make you into a duck.

This is more like Michael Phelps the swimmer than it is like a duck.

God hears you and mutters some magic words.

Look at yourself now.

Awesome! You are practically there. Becoming a duck from here should be an absolute layup.

I will just evolve a tiny bit more.

No

What happened? Somehow, you took things too far, and you evolved into an ostrich. In case you werent aware, this creature is a scam, posturing as an upgraded, premium duck that in practice lacks any of the charm of the barebones original. Youve been had. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Evolution hasnt been going so great, so you form a symbiotic relationship with Henry. The way your mutualistic dependence works is that Henry points at you and then you point at Henry. Then you both reproduce and your children do the same thing.

I will continue with the symbiotic relationship.

I will go for the duck now.

You remain in the symbiotic relationship with Henry.

I will keep going with Henry.

I will go for the duck now.

I will become something simple, like a stone.

You stay in the symbiotic relationship with Henry forever. When the present day arrives, you are still pointing at each other, and you have not managed to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You go for the duck, but its too much of a stretch. On June 30, 1985, you evolve into Michael Phelps the swimmer. Its clear that there is nowhere to go from hereyour body is optimized for acquiring gold. You and your descendants are happy to be the species called Michael Phelps the swimmer, and yet sometimes you still dream of the duck you might have become, imagining what might have happened if youd made just a few different choices somewhere along the way

Start Over

Share Your Results

You become a rock. Its a relief to be out of that strange situation with Henry.

I will become specialized for roundness.

I will become specialized for legs.

You become a round rock.

Specialize for legs.

Specialize for smallness.

You become a small round rock.

Become even smaller.

You become a many-legged rock.

Specialize for roundness.

Giving up completely, you split yourself open, and a miracle happens. Its a duck. After billions of years, you are here. The prophecy fulfilled. You evolved into a duck.

Relish it.

Yes. You are duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will adapt myself to the theme of Under The Sea.

I will make a protein.

No, youre not. This is a duck.

And look at what I am.

You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will daydream about the possibilities.

I will die off.

Read more: http://www.clickhole.com/clickventure/youre-single-celled-organism-can-you-evolve-duck-3179

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Youre A Single-Celled Organism. Can You Evolve Into A Duck?

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Okay, so.

So.

You live on this.

Im on the thing.

You are this.

Im the thing.

Youre alive.

You know life is me.

Nah.

Ah. Okay.

Never mind.

Start Over

Yes, great. Youre alive, and you live here.

Great.

For your first act as a living thing, you die.

You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You imagine your descendants, and their descendants, and all their exploits and achievements in the world.

Then a vivid image comes to you.

Surrender yourself to the vision.

You surrender yourself to the vision. You think about this.

Aha duck.

Its perfect.

So it is resolved: You will be this thing. Someday, the child of the child of your distant descendant will wake up, and it will be this. It will be a duck.

I will become a duck.

Good idea. You try out making a protein. Whoa. Thats actually a good protein you made. You have a knack for this.

I will make another protein.

I will do something else.

You make another protein.

Oh, my God.

You were born to do this. The joy you get from making proteins causes one of your organelles to contract and then expand, and its the greatest feeling youve ever known.

I will keep making proteins forever.

I will give up this crazy pipe dream and do something else.

Flouting tradition, you throw yourself into making proteins. You go on to become the most prolific thing ever to have lived on the thing, in terms of proteins made.

After 16 minutes of protein production, you die. You did not manage to evolve into a duck, but you left behind a legacy of incredible proteins that will not soon be forgotten.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Over the next billion years, you really go all-out theming your genetic buildup around the idea of Under The Sea. Pretty soon, you look like this.

Nice going! What next?

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go for style.

Your body swells, and soon youre this huge thing.

Go for size again.

Go for style.

Go for depth.

You adapt to the low depths of the deep sea, and soon you look like this thing.

Go for depth again.

Go for size.

Go for style.

Go right for the duck.

You go for style, and it pays off. You spend the next era cruising around the ocean as this incredible fish.

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go right for the duck.

Oh, no. You went right for the duck too early and mistakenly evolved into Michael Phelps the swimmer. In the open ocean, you are quickly eradicated by some of your better-adapted cousins. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You go all in on bigness. Your body swells with each generation, and your species becomes known throughout the ocean for its incredible size.

Keep going.

Boldly venture onto land.

Over billions of years you become bigger and bigger until, finally, just as the present day arrives, you are Australia, the largest creature in the seven seas.

You are a titan of the ocean, but you have failed to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you take one last gulp of water and burst through the surface and onto land.

Your fins fall away, your gills wither, and the land becomes your home.

Boldly venture back into the water.

Become trees.

Become a walking land creature.

Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you migrate into the water and leave the land behind.

You begin to grow fins and gills, perfect for this new era of life under the sea.

Boldly venture onto land.

Go right for the duck.

Wasting no time, you work your position on land to your advantage by becoming trees. Tall and wooden, you are built to last.

I am trees.

You remain trees. You are trees.

I will be trees.

You are still trees.

I will be trees.

You are trees.

I will just keep being trees.

Okay, I will be paper now.

You keep being trees. The present day arrives, and you are trees. The future arrives and passes, and you are trees. You did not evolve into a duck, but in a way thats okay. You are trees.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are no longer trees. Instead, you are paper.

I will be trees again.

I will evolve ink.

You evolve ink. As millennia pass, the ink patterns begin to form better and better shapes.

At last, you arrive at the most highly evolved form of paper that is possible: You are a picture of a duck.

Congratulations. You almost did it. You did not evolve into a duck, but you came very close.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are a plain-flavored land creature.

I am happy with this; I will become another plain-flavored land creature.

I now think that beaks look good.

You become this plain-flavored land creature.

I am fine with this; I will start a family of plain-flavored land creatures.

I am deciding that beaks are the way to go.

I will become a more stylish land creature.

You evolve to get some things installed in your ears that make you more stylish. Its not comfortable.

I will be plain-flavored again.

I will decide that beaks are the goal.

You are a family-oriented plain-flavored land creature.

This is still good; I will continue to be this plain-flavored creature.

I will decide that beaks are good.

As a species, you decide that beaks look good and that everyone should have beaks.

Beaks are mandatory.

Many millions of years pass. Eventually, you look like this.

Ah, yes. Im a duck at last. This is a duck.

There is no denying that what I am is the very definition of a duck.

No, Im not a duck. I must keep evolving.

You look around, and it seems everyone has the same idea. All trying to be a duck, but no one quite getting it right.

Meanwhile, just look at me.

You keep evolving, day in and day out. But it seems to be of no use.

This is the wrong size to be a duck.

This is the wrong shape to be a duck.

This isnt working.

Form a symbiotic relationship with Henry.

Pray to God to make you into a duck.

This is more like Michael Phelps the swimmer than it is like a duck.

God hears you and mutters some magic words.

Look at yourself now.

Awesome! You are practically there. Becoming a duck from here should be an absolute layup.

I will just evolve a tiny bit more.

No

What happened? Somehow, you took things too far, and you evolved into an ostrich. In case you werent aware, this creature is a scam, posturing as an upgraded, premium duck that in practice lacks any of the charm of the barebones original. Youve been had. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Evolution hasnt been going so great, so you form a symbiotic relationship with Henry. The way your mutualistic dependence works is that Henry points at you and then you point at Henry. Then you both reproduce and your children do the same thing.

I will continue with the symbiotic relationship.

I will go for the duck now.

You remain in the symbiotic relationship with Henry.

I will keep going with Henry.

I will go for the duck now.

I will become something simple, like a stone.

You stay in the symbiotic relationship with Henry forever. When the present day arrives, you are still pointing at each other, and you have not managed to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You go for the duck, but its too much of a stretch. On June 30, 1985, you evolve into Michael Phelps the swimmer. Its clear that there is nowhere to go from hereyour body is optimized for acquiring gold. You and your descendants are happy to be the species called Michael Phelps the swimmer, and yet sometimes you still dream of the duck you might have become, imagining what might have happened if youd made just a few different choices somewhere along the way

Start Over

Share Your Results

You become a rock. Its a relief to be out of that strange situation with Henry.

I will become specialized for roundness.

I will become specialized for legs.

You become a round rock.

Specialize for legs.

Specialize for smallness.

You become a small round rock.

Become even smaller.

You become a many-legged rock.

Specialize for roundness.

Giving up completely, you split yourself open, and a miracle happens. Its a duck. After billions of years, you are here. The prophecy fulfilled. You evolved into a duck.

Relish it.

Yes. You are duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will adapt myself to the theme of Under The Sea.

I will make a protein.

No, youre not. This is a duck.

And look at what I am.

You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will daydream about the possibilities.

I will die off.

Read more: http://www.clickhole.com/clickventure/youre-single-celled-organism-can-you-evolve-duck-3179

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Youre A Single-Celled Organism. Can You Evolve Into A Duck?

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Okay, so.

So.

You live on this.

Im on the thing.

You are this.

Im the thing.

Youre alive.

You know life is me.

Nah.

Ah. Okay.

Never mind.

Start Over

Yes, great. Youre alive, and you live here.

Great.

For your first act as a living thing, you die.

You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You imagine your descendants, and their descendants, and all their exploits and achievements in the world.

Then a vivid image comes to you.

Surrender yourself to the vision.

You surrender yourself to the vision. You think about this.

Aha duck.

Its perfect.

So it is resolved: You will be this thing. Someday, the child of the child of your distant descendant will wake up, and it will be this. It will be a duck.

I will become a duck.

Good idea. You try out making a protein. Whoa. Thats actually a good protein you made. You have a knack for this.

I will make another protein.

I will do something else.

You make another protein.

Oh, my God.

You were born to do this. The joy you get from making proteins causes one of your organelles to contract and then expand, and its the greatest feeling youve ever known.

I will keep making proteins forever.

I will give up this crazy pipe dream and do something else.

Flouting tradition, you throw yourself into making proteins. You go on to become the most prolific thing ever to have lived on the thing, in terms of proteins made.

After 16 minutes of protein production, you die. You did not manage to evolve into a duck, but you left behind a legacy of incredible proteins that will not soon be forgotten.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Over the next billion years, you really go all-out theming your genetic buildup around the idea of Under The Sea. Pretty soon, you look like this.

Nice going! What next?

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go for style.

Your body swells, and soon youre this huge thing.

Go for size again.

Go for style.

Go for depth.

You adapt to the low depths of the deep sea, and soon you look like this thing.

Go for depth again.

Go for size.

Go for style.

Go right for the duck.

You go for style, and it pays off. You spend the next era cruising around the ocean as this incredible fish.

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go right for the duck.

Oh, no. You went right for the duck too early and mistakenly evolved into Michael Phelps the swimmer. In the open ocean, you are quickly eradicated by some of your better-adapted cousins. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You go all in on bigness. Your body swells with each generation, and your species becomes known throughout the ocean for its incredible size.

Keep going.

Boldly venture onto land.

Over billions of years you become bigger and bigger until, finally, just as the present day arrives, you are Australia, the largest creature in the seven seas.

You are a titan of the ocean, but you have failed to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you take one last gulp of water and burst through the surface and onto land.

Your fins fall away, your gills wither, and the land becomes your home.

Boldly venture back into the water.

Become trees.

Become a walking land creature.

Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you migrate into the water and leave the land behind.

You begin to grow fins and gills, perfect for this new era of life under the sea.

Boldly venture onto land.

Go right for the duck.

Wasting no time, you work your position on land to your advantage by becoming trees. Tall and wooden, you are built to last.

I am trees.

You remain trees. You are trees.

I will be trees.

You are still trees.

I will be trees.

You are trees.

I will just keep being trees.

Okay, I will be paper now.

You keep being trees. The present day arrives, and you are trees. The future arrives and passes, and you are trees. You did not evolve into a duck, but in a way thats okay. You are trees.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are no longer trees. Instead, you are paper.

I will be trees again.

I will evolve ink.

You evolve ink. As millennia pass, the ink patterns begin to form better and better shapes.

At last, you arrive at the most highly evolved form of paper that is possible: You are a picture of a duck.

Congratulations. You almost did it. You did not evolve into a duck, but you came very close.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are a plain-flavored land creature.

I am happy with this; I will become another plain-flavored land creature.

I now think that beaks look good.

You become this plain-flavored land creature.

I am fine with this; I will start a family of plain-flavored land creatures.

I am deciding that beaks are the way to go.

I will become a more stylish land creature.

You evolve to get some things installed in your ears that make you more stylish. Its not comfortable.

I will be plain-flavored again.

I will decide that beaks are the goal.

You are a family-oriented plain-flavored land creature.

This is still good; I will continue to be this plain-flavored creature.

I will decide that beaks are good.

As a species, you decide that beaks look good and that everyone should have beaks.

Beaks are mandatory.

Many millions of years pass. Eventually, you look like this.

Ah, yes. Im a duck at last. This is a duck.

There is no denying that what I am is the very definition of a duck.

No, Im not a duck. I must keep evolving.

You look around, and it seems everyone has the same idea. All trying to be a duck, but no one quite getting it right.

Meanwhile, just look at me.

You keep evolving, day in and day out. But it seems to be of no use.

This is the wrong size to be a duck.

This is the wrong shape to be a duck.

This isnt working.

Form a symbiotic relationship with Henry.

Pray to God to make you into a duck.

This is more like Michael Phelps the swimmer than it is like a duck.

God hears you and mutters some magic words.

Look at yourself now.

Awesome! You are practically there. Becoming a duck from here should be an absolute layup.

I will just evolve a tiny bit more.

No

What happened? Somehow, you took things too far, and you evolved into an ostrich. In case you werent aware, this creature is a scam, posturing as an upgraded, premium duck that in practice lacks any of the charm of the barebones original. Youve been had. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Evolution hasnt been going so great, so you form a symbiotic relationship with Henry. The way your mutualistic dependence works is that Henry points at you and then you point at Henry. Then you both reproduce and your children do the same thing.

I will continue with the symbiotic relationship.

I will go for the duck now.

You remain in the symbiotic relationship with Henry.

I will keep going with Henry.

I will go for the duck now.

I will become something simple, like a stone.

You stay in the symbiotic relationship with Henry forever. When the present day arrives, you are still pointing at each other, and you have not managed to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You go for the duck, but its too much of a stretch. On June 30, 1985, you evolve into Michael Phelps the swimmer. Its clear that there is nowhere to go from hereyour body is optimized for acquiring gold. You and your descendants are happy to be the species called Michael Phelps the swimmer, and yet sometimes you still dream of the duck you might have become, imagining what might have happened if youd made just a few different choices somewhere along the way

Start Over

Share Your Results

You become a rock. Its a relief to be out of that strange situation with Henry.

I will become specialized for roundness.

I will become specialized for legs.

You become a round rock.

Specialize for legs.

Specialize for smallness.

You become a small round rock.

Become even smaller.

You become a many-legged rock.

Specialize for roundness.

Giving up completely, you split yourself open, and a miracle happens. Its a duck. After billions of years, you are here. The prophecy fulfilled. You evolved into a duck.

Relish it.

Yes. You are duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will adapt myself to the theme of Under The Sea.

I will make a protein.

No, youre not. This is a duck.

And look at what I am.

You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will daydream about the possibilities.

I will die off.

Read more: http://www.clickhole.com/clickventure/youre-single-celled-organism-can-you-evolve-duck-3179

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Youre A Single-Celled Organism. Can You Evolve Into A Duck?

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Okay, so.

So.

You live on this.

Im on the thing.

You are this.

Im the thing.

Youre alive.

You know life is me.

Nah.

Ah. Okay.

Never mind.

Start Over

Yes, great. Youre alive, and you live here.

Great.

For your first act as a living thing, you die.

You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You imagine your descendants, and their descendants, and all their exploits and achievements in the world.

Then a vivid image comes to you.

Surrender yourself to the vision.

You surrender yourself to the vision. You think about this.

Aha duck.

Its perfect.

So it is resolved: You will be this thing. Someday, the child of the child of your distant descendant will wake up, and it will be this. It will be a duck.

I will become a duck.

Good idea. You try out making a protein. Whoa. Thats actually a good protein you made. You have a knack for this.

I will make another protein.

I will do something else.

You make another protein.

Oh, my God.

You were born to do this. The joy you get from making proteins causes one of your organelles to contract and then expand, and its the greatest feeling youve ever known.

I will keep making proteins forever.

I will give up this crazy pipe dream and do something else.

Flouting tradition, you throw yourself into making proteins. You go on to become the most prolific thing ever to have lived on the thing, in terms of proteins made.

After 16 minutes of protein production, you die. You did not manage to evolve into a duck, but you left behind a legacy of incredible proteins that will not soon be forgotten.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Over the next billion years, you really go all-out theming your genetic buildup around the idea of Under The Sea. Pretty soon, you look like this.

Nice going! What next?

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go for style.

Your body swells, and soon youre this huge thing.

Go for size again.

Go for style.

Go for depth.

You adapt to the low depths of the deep sea, and soon you look like this thing.

Go for depth again.

Go for size.

Go for style.

Go right for the duck.

You go for style, and it pays off. You spend the next era cruising around the ocean as this incredible fish.

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go right for the duck.

Oh, no. You went right for the duck too early and mistakenly evolved into Michael Phelps the swimmer. In the open ocean, you are quickly eradicated by some of your better-adapted cousins. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You go all in on bigness. Your body swells with each generation, and your species becomes known throughout the ocean for its incredible size.

Keep going.

Boldly venture onto land.

Over billions of years you become bigger and bigger until, finally, just as the present day arrives, you are Australia, the largest creature in the seven seas.

You are a titan of the ocean, but you have failed to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you take one last gulp of water and burst through the surface and onto land.

Your fins fall away, your gills wither, and the land becomes your home.

Boldly venture back into the water.

Become trees.

Become a walking land creature.

Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you migrate into the water and leave the land behind.

You begin to grow fins and gills, perfect for this new era of life under the sea.

Boldly venture onto land.

Go right for the duck.

Wasting no time, you work your position on land to your advantage by becoming trees. Tall and wooden, you are built to last.

I am trees.

You remain trees. You are trees.

I will be trees.

You are still trees.

I will be trees.

You are trees.

I will just keep being trees.

Okay, I will be paper now.

You keep being trees. The present day arrives, and you are trees. The future arrives and passes, and you are trees. You did not evolve into a duck, but in a way thats okay. You are trees.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are no longer trees. Instead, you are paper.

I will be trees again.

I will evolve ink.

You evolve ink. As millennia pass, the ink patterns begin to form better and better shapes.

At last, you arrive at the most highly evolved form of paper that is possible: You are a picture of a duck.

Congratulations. You almost did it. You did not evolve into a duck, but you came very close.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are a plain-flavored land creature.

I am happy with this; I will become another plain-flavored land creature.

I now think that beaks look good.

You become this plain-flavored land creature.

I am fine with this; I will start a family of plain-flavored land creatures.

I am deciding that beaks are the way to go.

I will become a more stylish land creature.

You evolve to get some things installed in your ears that make you more stylish. Its not comfortable.

I will be plain-flavored again.

I will decide that beaks are the goal.

You are a family-oriented plain-flavored land creature.

This is still good; I will continue to be this plain-flavored creature.

I will decide that beaks are good.

As a species, you decide that beaks look good and that everyone should have beaks.

Beaks are mandatory.

Many millions of years pass. Eventually, you look like this.

Ah, yes. Im a duck at last. This is a duck.

There is no denying that what I am is the very definition of a duck.

No, Im not a duck. I must keep evolving.

You look around, and it seems everyone has the same idea. All trying to be a duck, but no one quite getting it right.

Meanwhile, just look at me.

You keep evolving, day in and day out. But it seems to be of no use.

This is the wrong size to be a duck.

This is the wrong shape to be a duck.

This isnt working.

Form a symbiotic relationship with Henry.

Pray to God to make you into a duck.

This is more like Michael Phelps the swimmer than it is like a duck.

God hears you and mutters some magic words.

Look at yourself now.

Awesome! You are practically there. Becoming a duck from here should be an absolute layup.

I will just evolve a tiny bit more.

No

What happened? Somehow, you took things too far, and you evolved into an ostrich. In case you werent aware, this creature is a scam, posturing as an upgraded, premium duck that in practice lacks any of the charm of the barebones original. Youve been had. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Evolution hasnt been going so great, so you form a symbiotic relationship with Henry. The way your mutualistic dependence works is that Henry points at you and then you point at Henry. Then you both reproduce and your children do the same thing.

I will continue with the symbiotic relationship.

I will go for the duck now.

You remain in the symbiotic relationship with Henry.

I will keep going with Henry.

I will go for the duck now.

I will become something simple, like a stone.

You stay in the symbiotic relationship with Henry forever. When the present day arrives, you are still pointing at each other, and you have not managed to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You go for the duck, but its too much of a stretch. On June 30, 1985, you evolve into Michael Phelps the swimmer. Its clear that there is nowhere to go from hereyour body is optimized for acquiring gold. You and your descendants are happy to be the species called Michael Phelps the swimmer, and yet sometimes you still dream of the duck you might have become, imagining what might have happened if youd made just a few different choices somewhere along the way

Start Over

Share Your Results

You become a rock. Its a relief to be out of that strange situation with Henry.

I will become specialized for roundness.

I will become specialized for legs.

You become a round rock.

Specialize for legs.

Specialize for smallness.

You become a small round rock.

Become even smaller.

You become a many-legged rock.

Specialize for roundness.

Giving up completely, you split yourself open, and a miracle happens. Its a duck. After billions of years, you are here. The prophecy fulfilled. You evolved into a duck.

Relish it.

Yes. You are duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will adapt myself to the theme of Under The Sea.

I will make a protein.

No, youre not. This is a duck.

And look at what I am.

You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will daydream about the possibilities.

I will die off.

Read more: http://www.clickhole.com/clickventure/youre-single-celled-organism-can-you-evolve-duck-3179

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Youre A Single-Celled Organism. Can You Evolve Into A Duck?

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Okay, so.

So.

You live on this.

Im on the thing.

You are this.

Im the thing.

Youre alive.

You know life is me.

Nah.

Ah. Okay.

Never mind.

Start Over

Yes, great. Youre alive, and you live here.

Great.

For your first act as a living thing, you die.

You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You imagine your descendants, and their descendants, and all their exploits and achievements in the world.

Then a vivid image comes to you.

Surrender yourself to the vision.

You surrender yourself to the vision. You think about this.

Aha duck.

Its perfect.

So it is resolved: You will be this thing. Someday, the child of the child of your distant descendant will wake up, and it will be this. It will be a duck.

I will become a duck.

Good idea. You try out making a protein. Whoa. Thats actually a good protein you made. You have a knack for this.

I will make another protein.

I will do something else.

You make another protein.

Oh, my God.

You were born to do this. The joy you get from making proteins causes one of your organelles to contract and then expand, and its the greatest feeling youve ever known.

I will keep making proteins forever.

I will give up this crazy pipe dream and do something else.

Flouting tradition, you throw yourself into making proteins. You go on to become the most prolific thing ever to have lived on the thing, in terms of proteins made.

After 16 minutes of protein production, you die. You did not manage to evolve into a duck, but you left behind a legacy of incredible proteins that will not soon be forgotten.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Over the next billion years, you really go all-out theming your genetic buildup around the idea of Under The Sea. Pretty soon, you look like this.

Nice going! What next?

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go for style.

Your body swells, and soon youre this huge thing.

Go for size again.

Go for style.

Go for depth.

You adapt to the low depths of the deep sea, and soon you look like this thing.

Go for depth again.

Go for size.

Go for style.

Go right for the duck.

You go for style, and it pays off. You spend the next era cruising around the ocean as this incredible fish.

Go for size.

Go for depth.

Go right for the duck.

Oh, no. You went right for the duck too early and mistakenly evolved into Michael Phelps the swimmer. In the open ocean, you are quickly eradicated by some of your better-adapted cousins. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You go all in on bigness. Your body swells with each generation, and your species becomes known throughout the ocean for its incredible size.

Keep going.

Boldly venture onto land.

Over billions of years you become bigger and bigger until, finally, just as the present day arrives, you are Australia, the largest creature in the seven seas.

You are a titan of the ocean, but you have failed to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you take one last gulp of water and burst through the surface and onto land.

Your fins fall away, your gills wither, and the land becomes your home.

Boldly venture back into the water.

Become trees.

Become a walking land creature.

Wow. This is a big moment for you.

Forsaking everything, you migrate into the water and leave the land behind.

You begin to grow fins and gills, perfect for this new era of life under the sea.

Boldly venture onto land.

Go right for the duck.

Wasting no time, you work your position on land to your advantage by becoming trees. Tall and wooden, you are built to last.

I am trees.

You remain trees. You are trees.

I will be trees.

You are still trees.

I will be trees.

You are trees.

I will just keep being trees.

Okay, I will be paper now.

You keep being trees. The present day arrives, and you are trees. The future arrives and passes, and you are trees. You did not evolve into a duck, but in a way thats okay. You are trees.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are no longer trees. Instead, you are paper.

I will be trees again.

I will evolve ink.

You evolve ink. As millennia pass, the ink patterns begin to form better and better shapes.

At last, you arrive at the most highly evolved form of paper that is possible: You are a picture of a duck.

Congratulations. You almost did it. You did not evolve into a duck, but you came very close.

Start Over

Share Your Results

You are a plain-flavored land creature.

I am happy with this; I will become another plain-flavored land creature.

I now think that beaks look good.

You become this plain-flavored land creature.

I am fine with this; I will start a family of plain-flavored land creatures.

I am deciding that beaks are the way to go.

I will become a more stylish land creature.

You evolve to get some things installed in your ears that make you more stylish. Its not comfortable.

I will be plain-flavored again.

I will decide that beaks are the goal.

You are a family-oriented plain-flavored land creature.

This is still good; I will continue to be this plain-flavored creature.

I will decide that beaks are good.

As a species, you decide that beaks look good and that everyone should have beaks.

Beaks are mandatory.

Many millions of years pass. Eventually, you look like this.

Ah, yes. Im a duck at last. This is a duck.

There is no denying that what I am is the very definition of a duck.

No, Im not a duck. I must keep evolving.

You look around, and it seems everyone has the same idea. All trying to be a duck, but no one quite getting it right.

Meanwhile, just look at me.

You keep evolving, day in and day out. But it seems to be of no use.

This is the wrong size to be a duck.

This is the wrong shape to be a duck.

This isnt working.

Form a symbiotic relationship with Henry.

Pray to God to make you into a duck.

This is more like Michael Phelps the swimmer than it is like a duck.

God hears you and mutters some magic words.

Look at yourself now.

Awesome! You are practically there. Becoming a duck from here should be an absolute layup.

I will just evolve a tiny bit more.

No

What happened? Somehow, you took things too far, and you evolved into an ostrich. In case you werent aware, this creature is a scam, posturing as an upgraded, premium duck that in practice lacks any of the charm of the barebones original. Youve been had. You did not manage to evolve into a duck.

Start Over

Share Your Results

Evolution hasnt been going so great, so you form a symbiotic relationship with Henry. The way your mutualistic dependence works is that Henry points at you and then you point at Henry. Then you both reproduce and your children do the same thing.

I will continue with the symbiotic relationship.

I will go for the duck now.

You remain in the symbiotic relationship with Henry.

I will keep going with Henry.

I will go for the duck now.

I will become something simple, like a stone.

You stay in the symbiotic relationship with Henry forever. When the present day arrives, you are still pointing at each other, and you have not managed to evolve into a duck.

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You go for the duck, but its too much of a stretch. On June 30, 1985, you evolve into Michael Phelps the swimmer. Its clear that there is nowhere to go from hereyour body is optimized for acquiring gold. You and your descendants are happy to be the species called Michael Phelps the swimmer, and yet sometimes you still dream of the duck you might have become, imagining what might have happened if youd made just a few different choices somewhere along the way

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You become a rock. Its a relief to be out of that strange situation with Henry.

I will become specialized for roundness.

I will become specialized for legs.

You become a round rock.

Specialize for legs.

Specialize for smallness.

You become a small round rock.

Become even smaller.

You become a many-legged rock.

Specialize for roundness.

Giving up completely, you split yourself open, and a miracle happens. Its a duck. After billions of years, you are here. The prophecy fulfilled. You evolved into a duck.

Relish it.

Yes. You are duck.

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You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will adapt myself to the theme of Under The Sea.

I will make a protein.

No, youre not. This is a duck.

And look at what I am.

You are a single-celled organism that has had a vision of a duck. You dont know how to do it, but its still billions of years ago, so youre optimistic.

How will you proceed?

I will daydream about the possibilities.

I will die off.

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