#prisoner's dilemma

[niuttuc]

Come play magic: the gathering! You can run psychological experiments and game theory concepts through your fellow players.

[v-as-in-victor]

Crab Dilemma

Okay, Tumblr hates the idea of cops more than it likes "points". But let's play a different game. This time, if you betray your game partner you get MORE IMAGINARY CRAB FRIENDS

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If you vote to play cooperatively and the person you reblogged from voted cooperatively you each get three imaginary crabs to rotate in your mind 🦀🦀🦀. Not bad, but you could do better.

If you vote cooperative and your prev voted shellfishly you get ZERO imaginary crabs and they get 🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀 imaginary crabs. You're in a pinch.

If you vote shellfishly and they voted cooperatively you get 🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀 imaginary crabs and they get ZERO imaginary crabs. You win all the crabs!

If you both vote shellfishly you get crab each. Just one sad, lonely crab. 🐚

Note how you voted in the tags, don't look at prev tags before you vote. Let's go!

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[sanguineterrain]

Okay so you're telling me that the premise of 2x07 is that Peter and Neal are trying to find an FBI agent on the run who was demoted previously because his romantic ("inappropriate") relationship with his CI (who's also charming and beautiful, may I add) was discovered and Neal says they need to talk to the CI because "she'd know how to hide someone." And Peter is doubtful but Neal is like "well if YOU went on the run..." implying that Peter and Neal's relationship is close and intimate enough to compare to this other agent who was romantically involved with his CI, and that therefore Neal would be the person that Peter would turn to if he went on the run. And then Neal helps Peter with hotwiring a car so he can pretend to go on the run with the agent i.e. Neal and Peter basically recreate the situation that they assumed the other agent and CI were in. Are they even trying to be subtle

[scuderlia]

tldr; that handjob will not save you, it will actually make you worse

There’s no kissing, their lips don’t meet. It’s perfunctory, borderline clinical at first, until Carlos fails to catch a moan pouring out of him, and the flag drops. He watches the whites of Charles’ eyes, how they pull up into his skull as he gets close. How his hips stutter into Carlos' hand. He is beautiful, even like this, with his neck bared and sweat dripping down the furrow of his cupid’s bow.

Carlos shifts closer, and the head of Charles’ cock catches on the ridge of his abdomen, smearing wetness across his hip. 

“F-fuck,” Charles has his eyes open again, mouth parted. He’s panting like an animal, and Carlos thinks he gets it now. Really gets it. They are like two stags fighting—antlers interlocked, pupils blown wide and unblinking, searing into each other with no one else to watch.

“Please Carlos,” he doesn’t know what Charles is asking for, but hears the change in pace, sees it too when his eyes flick down to where his teammate is fisting his cock frantically. 

“What do you—”

“Touch me, I don’t—I need—” Carlos doesn’t need to be told twice. He rubs his palm over his own cockhead, collecting the pre-come there with a hiss through his teeth. If Carlos were less polite, he’d spit, and watch it land between them on Charles’ shaft like a brand. 

Carlos fights the urge to buck his hips forward, like he's trying to fuck into Charles—through him, turn him into something easy and open. Carlos reaches for Charles after a particularly violent jerk, catching the smoothness of his cock against his hand before Charles can collect himself. Carlos copies what he likes, keeping his fist tight while he rotates his wrist. 

The nape of Charles' neck is sweaty under Carlos' palm. He grabs it and holds their heads together while Charles finishes, whimpering into the air that hangs heavy in front of his mouth. Carlos feels the wetness of Charles' breath on his cheek, and then against the side of his neck when Charles slumps forward, hips stuttering as he shoots white onto the plane of Carlos’ abdomen. 

The reality of things—the hotel room, Charles, the come on his stomach, Charles, arrives quickly.

“Carlos, let me—”

“It’s fine. Really.”

Carlos' hands shake as he stands. He blinks hard, ignoring how Charles is looking up at him with big, wide eyes. The bathroom is not far, but he still reaches an arm out, bracing himself against the wall as he stumbles inside.

Behind the locked door, Carlos collects the come—Charles’ come—on his torso with his hand, slicking it up and down his own cock while he grips the edge of the counter. His knuckles turn white, and the taste in his mouth sours while he swallows a name—it burns on the way down.

[victusinveritas]

[renegadesstuff]

This scene was heartbreaking 💔

[gregor-samsung]

少年的你 [Better Days] (Derek Tsang, 2019)

[felixcloud6288]

I have an idea I'd like to try next time I have to babysit my nephews (5 and 7). I'm going to buy Dokapon Kingdom for the Switch, and have them play a 10 week campaign with me. Before playing, I'll tell them if I don't win, I'll take them out for ice cream, but whoever comes in first place gets a double scoop. Then I'll play just well enough that I always stay in second place.

Let's see if 3rd place would rather his brother get more ice cream if it means getting some ice cream or if he'd rather get no ice cream if it means his brother doesn't get more.

[khruschevshoe]

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[theuntoaster]

If 20% of people or less vote for option A, everyone who voted A wins.

If more than 20% vote option A, everyone who voted option B wins.

[capricorn-0mnikorn]

Thinking about that "Prisoner's Dilemma" poll (on Tumblr)

I wonder what the ratio between Selfish and Cooperative respondents would have to be so that there's a better than 50/50 chance that both "sides" end up with an equal amount of points above zero.

(And, likewise, what the ratio would have to be for a better than 50/50 chance that both sides end up with negative points)

[maverickcalf]

The thing about that prisoner's dilemma poll is it is NOT talking about how the other person will lose points.

[aliaoftheknives]

whenever i deactivate my twitter im always like wowwww i feel so much less mad and annoyed at everything around me and ive calmed down and there is so much less hatred in my soul for random morons on my tl and such...maybe i should go back

[haaaaaaaaaaaave-you-met-ted]

Prisoner's Dilemma by Serena Malyon

[gregor-samsung]

少年的你 [Better Days] (Derek Tsang, 2019)

[system-of-a-feather]

Here's the thing with syscourse; everyones stuck in the prisoner's dilema, but if you swap "keep silent" with "actually have a fucking discussion" and "confess" with "argue your position with hopes of winning the debate"

If you are here trying to have a discussion and try to collaboratively get a clearer image of what is going on and the other person is trying to win and argue their position, then the person arguing will "win" solely by the nature of the differing approaches.

If you BOTH try to argue your position and win, you BOTH will waste your life away banging your head against a wall and worsening your overall health, thus both loosing.

If you BOTH try to have a discussion to get a clearer image of what is going on, you ACTUALLY can have a pleasant and enjoyable discussion where you both can get a bigger more clearer and nuanced opinion of what the fuck is going on.

Unfortunately, as the prisoner's dilemma research goes to state, is that the most common result is that both parties choose to "confess" and in this case, argue with the intent to win and all parties suffer.