You would still have the same age, gender, personality, skin color, etc. and you would be able to speak at least one local language and would know basic information of the era and place. Your family, social standing, and such would be randomly picked.

  • @[email protected]
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    511 year ago

    New Zealand 800 years ago. The rest of the question doesn’t matter because there were no other humans there.

        • Pietson
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          51 year ago

          And people ask why Gandalf didn’t call em up to fly to mount doom.

        • Deceptichum
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          51 year ago

          Oh you mean the ones that went extinct not longer after meeting us?

          • livus
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            @Deceptichum pretty sure that was because humans ate the eagles’ main food source, the giant moa, to extinction.

            I don’t think you two three citizens of the fediverse are going to single-handedly defeat them.

            Edit: forgot @Nepenthe is now arriving before you.

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              @Deceptichum pretty sure that was because humans ate the eagles’ main food source, the giant moa, to extinction.

              It was also because giant eagle eggs were a (relatively) easy source of protein.

    • @IIII
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      That means you would doom yourself to die alone…

      Or you have to spend your whole life building a boat, collecting food and being able to navigate, just to rejoin civilisation

    • BlueÆther
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      As I’m from NZ atm I would choose here about 800 years ago as well - 800 years ago is about when the first Maori arrived - give or take a few

    • @MrsDoyle
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      With my luck I’d die of a katipo spider bite in the first month lol. Also, I’m minded of the scene in the film Boy, where said boy is cooking tea for the family. “Ah no, not crayfish again!” whines his sister. (Though I can’t imagine getting sick of crayfish.) Ask yourself why the Māori started eating tītī/muttonbird…. that smacks of desperation. Pack a few kūmara in your bag, maybe an axe and a box of matches?