Armored Core 6, yeah it's probably not going to end well for me.

I get to be a Destiny NPC. Honestly, not the worst fate.

I abandon my plans of defeating Ruby Weapon and just get in the Highwind and go to the Golden Saucer.

Shit.

Last game I played was World of Tanks, so...

Society as we know it ended in 1919, after the calamitous fall of every world government. There is no order or law save the will of the Tank Clans, roaming columns of tanks from every nation on the constant prowl for ammunition, fuel and supplies to keep their rampage sustained for even a moment longer.

To be a tanker in this time is to embrace chaos and anarchy. Tank clans commit to bloody battles, fighting to the last man over scarce resources. The victors cannibalize the smouldering wrecks of the fallen for whatever scrap remains. Technological advances come at the cost of hundreds fallen, all in the name of making deadlier war machines. This the world I now inhabit, a world of steel and chaos, of armor and war. This is...

The World of Tanks.

Unciv.

Just living my daily life until other civilization besieges and bombard my city.

BroForce. I'd flex all over those fools from Terroristan

I feel I need to turn a crank. It feels tedious at first, but it gives me some power to make scrap metal.

I'd be thrust into a dog-eat-dog world of 4 warring factions each out to establish dominance and feed themselves. I'd say in a week give or take I'd end up on someone's dinner plate.

(I played 3/4s through of Tooth and Tail last night in 8 hours).

Ask me again in two weeks and I'd be in a city where you MUST take a train to get anywhere, in Cities Skylines 2. That would be a nicer fate.

Making a deal with a Daedric Prince.

I'm playing Fea Farm so, farm, fish and hang out with my friends all day. Plus I have cute little fairy wings in that game. I'm set for life.

I hunt mushrooms and apples for the next 5 days till I max out my supply in the stash and carefully avoid monster encounters because I'm scared shitless and I only get one life this time.

I would like to think I would be some kind of PMC trying to survive in a quarantined zone after mass evacuation. The Russian government has cordoned off the area as a result of some kind of conspiracy by a secretive 'Umbrella Corp' style mega corp and has stranded the Russian and Western PMCs that were caught in the area when it closed.

But in reality I would be a Scav and almost immediately killed by some lvl70 Kappa chad.

Drown in rain. I'm too big for the shelters.

Take me apart, take me apart,
What a way to roam
And if you have to take me apart to get me there
I'd rather stay at home.

I’m immediately killed with a flamethrower or hit in the head by a magically teleported sniper bullet.

Well, I’m lost in this ever-changing burning basement and have to shoot my tears at all these weird enemies and hope I find some good power-ups, and hope I can evade Mom. (Binding of Isaac)

likely I die crashing my ship into the sun trying to figure out where the fuck this lost civilization went. (outer wilds)

I’d be screwed, because the last game I played was Dying Light 1. I have a fleeting feeling that I’m not athletic enough to climb skyscrapers and buildings.

I end up as the final boss of some Pikmin game and get pimp-slapped by 1 inch tall astronauts.

A Pikmin infestation, if they were real, would unironically be worse than bedbugs or cockroaches and I will fucking die on that hill.

So I'll be driving a lot of cars and racing them in lobbies filled with kids ramming?

Mugello, Suzuka, your time to shine starts now!

I go hollow, probably

I'd be kicking some mf'ing shell, that's for sure!

I am quickly fragged by space-aged weaponry, provided I don't explode from the strange atmosphere. Best case scenario isn't good, food seemingly doesn't exist.

Really hope I can get an entry position at Ryujin Industries (they always seem to be recruiting) so I can afford to not live in the slums and work on getting the skills needed to survive long-term.