I assume the little train car will quickly become a wrecking ball, leaving a band around the earth where you can't build anything and also if you go there you might randomly get absolutely FUCKED by a swinging train car.
Jesus Christ, imagine pulling off the heist of your lives, sneaking around and escaping your captors, evading recapture from terrorists and scared civilians for however long in the bombed out badlands, finally glimpsing your hope and salvation in the distance, and then getting shot down by the very soldiers you put your hopes in. Brutal.
They are ageless beings from outside our cosmos. They're in our cosmos because they had the same questions that mythbusters were answering, but they couldn't do those experiments in their universe because of a boatload of bureaucratic red tape.
I can't imagine not eating for three whole days. I'd be a groveling mess switching between begging for food and raging at every little thing. How do people do this comfortably? Atleast without breaking the china?
Is there a way to train yourself vis a vis slowly building tolerance or something?
There will be an investigation into the algorithms you use to estimate optimism, to make sure you do not collude with Hopelords to inflate optimism quotients and rob hopees through conspiracy.
Do not resist.
Dont the manatee!