In media, there are sometimes stories where a person is cloned/duplicated (usually with identical memories) and the clone is murderous towards the original. Usually it’s something like “I knew there could be only one of us, and you would do the same”. Sometimes, they’re able to work things out and can share a single public identity, or duplication gives one copy a chance to do go off and live a new life that they always wanted.
How would you and your duplicate get along? Assume you are living like you do today, in a society where duplication is unheard of and has no legal precedent.
Nah I’m pretty chill so imagine clone me would also be chill.
So I’ve been thinking about this and I think it mostly depends on if my wife was also duplicated. If so, I could see the 4 of us living together and pooling resources. Possibly even working out some shenanigans to double dip or get out of some things. However, I can’t see my wife or myself being cool with an arrangement where a duplicate and I share my wife. I don’t know if I’d kill The other me over it but, I could see us coming to blows over it.
I’d finally have a reliable coop gaming partner. Neither of us would squander that truly priceless gift.
I’d give him the keys, the passwords, and wish him good luck with my life. BUH BEYE!
If he’s you and you want to be free of your life and wish it could be someone else’s problem then your duplicate is just going to run a mile and thank their lucky stars for this break.
She and I would definitely be fucking tbh.
Other than that, finally, enough time in the day to work on hobbies. One clone works, the other hobbys, and alternate every now and again.
But… you don’t need a clone to do that. Just find anyone who wants to live with you and work 50%.
The likelihood of me waking up with a clone is higher than the likelihood of me finding someone I want to live with
Probably spend the first couple of days fucking and then figure out what happens next after that.
Ooh boy 😂
Hopefully my clone murders me so he’s the one that has to go to work
Nah, We would become buddies. We would pretend to be twins in public. We’d split the work, I’d go one week and he’d go the other. We’d play Soulcalibur and Tekken and since we’d both be equally bad it wouldn’t be frustrating.
