We’d be cracking bobiverse jokes until the world ended

We’re going to starve. But until the food runs out, the orgy will be massive and non-stop.

Without anyone around who would be sad if I ceased to exist, quite a lot of me would leave pretty quickly, if you catch my drift.

But then, there’s also that all but one of me would be in my house, with my things. I’m a nigh-agoraphobic hoarder. Several billion of me would be a long, long way from home and my (our?) stuff, and several thousand would start heading to my house as fast as humanly possible.

There’d be a lot of road accidents. I don’t drive.

Infrastructure would crumble immediately.

Anyone who didn’t “leave” would starve in a few days.

This is not a good plan. Do not use.

The world would become pretty gay, since there wouldn’t be another option.

We are trashgirlfriend.

We are many.

We have no idea how to operate a nuclear power plant.

War would be declared every morning before all the me’s have had my coffee.

This happens in a comics, I’ll try to remember it’s name but there is a sentient, ultra violent poo-like protagonist who is kind of the hero named Schlock or something.

It’s a teleport malfunction and a science guy gets multiplied like 400 million times.

There was an episode of The Twilight Zone about this it’s called The Mind and the Matter. I don’t recall that it turned out well

Nothing will get done.

Well, not exactly. My clones could probably make a decent guess on what to do, but they’d procrastinate on it and do something else given what’s available to them. Before long, everyone starves to death.

A lot of deaths because of accidents and because nobody knows how to do medicine, but not a single more death because of war. And after 2-3 years of learning how to do most tasks with okay proficiency, I see a much fairer distribution of resources (food, shelter, etc.) which means less starvation deaths etc.

Also, anarchism overnight.

Nothing productive is going to happen ever again

I’m literally killing myself

I will give an honest answer. I think the biggest problem would be the knowledge that humanity ends with US. There is absolutely no future unless we decided to clone the opposite gender or something, but honestly that sounds like too much work. So the next thing that would happen is the inevitable depression that follows as all of modern society grinds to a halt and we all decide that any continued existence is just prolonging our inevitable extinction. I give it about a week before most of my copies have died from giving up, the rest live out their days with little meaning in their lives aside from day to day survival.

The world would pretty much immediately grind to a halt because, surprisingly enough, i don’t know everything.
Power stations would shut down, water treatment plants would fail, crops would fail to get harvested, air traffic would be a disaster, etc. I will say that once i figured out that it all relied on “me” i would put in serious effort but it couldnt possibly make up for the lack of knowledge.
On the plus side conflicts would likely just end because I’m mostly a pacifist and open minded.

It would temporarily be pretty chill.
Ya boi (that’s me) is known among friends to be easy-going, relaxed, and easy to work with.
…Until it devolved into chaos and we all died, anyway.

Edit: oh and obviously Lemmy would die :(
I could probably figure out how to keep it running with all the information online but with everything else going on…