Video games. So fun. Realistic, and amazing. But what would you think if some plumbers just randomly ran about squishing all our poor mushrooms (especially the more expensive kinds), and constantly shouting when he entered a room "It's me! Mario!" I mean, no one would care, and yet the poor lost character would continue to do so.
Or if animals ran around on two feet, making us do favors for them and offending us? Wait...cats already do that.
What if some weirdo decided to start to send scary creatures into our world, and only some farm boy could save us, but the evil person was smarter than that, so he hid everything the Farm kid-made hero needed for some reason in these intense castles that could only be reached through hundreds of puzzles? And the U.S. army (or any other for that matter) decided they couldn't do it and sent the kid to do it while they stayed in their homes.
What if every time you built more than one lego, they started blowing each other up and stealing the parts? That would be pretty cool...
And every time any of these people died, they would just pop right back up again as if nothing happened.
What about NASCAR? What would happen if the racers suddenly started throwing illegally obtained turtle shells at each other to slow each other down. Or throw banana peels on the ground (which does nothing, by the way, except give them littering fines.) How about striking everyone with lightning? Wouldn't that be a penalty of some kind?
Lastly, Why do we fill so much of our times with these unlikely circumstances? Questions to consider.