I take it. If I die, I still succeed as my wife and daughter will get a huge insurance pay out from the VA and USAA, and they'll be unshackled from my sardonic, broken, pessimistic ass, thus probably leading to being ultimately happier. If I live, I can be so much more to them than I am now. It'd be a win win to me.
No because that means a lot of people would have superpowers, diluting the intrinsic value of superpowers to a margin that possibly dying over it to acquire it isn't worth it.
Sign me up! I’d be the new starting offensive line for the Dallas Cowboys and get PAID! Who cares if you are fat, you millions upon millions and Super Bowl ring will get you more pussy than you know what to do with.
And on the side you could do open weight combat sports.
sure no more sports cars or roller coasters.... small price to pay for being exceptional in a world of billions of lamers.
I'd take it at 40. I feel I would have experienced most of the things life has to offer by then. No loss then.
I hope I become Flash, Thor or Spiderman.