[Chris]

Choose at random from the five options. How random is a human being really capable of being?

Based on a similar and suprisingly interesting experiment in the C&A forums.

[Jane Sherwood]

I don't think I can be random sometimes. I obsessive-compulsively go for threes, fives, and sevens.


Or nines, when I need to get three portions of three...

[SimeSublime]

I just go central.

[Stalky]

I always go for twos or fours, but four is double the size and coolness of two, so therefore four it is.

[SkinnedAlive]

I go for even numbers above ten, odd numbers below.

[Jane Sherwood]

When it gets higher I always go for seventeen, nineteen, twenty-two, and twenty-four. If it goes into triple digits I always pick something with those numbers in it.

Nine is usually only when I'm actually picking things up (like pieces of gum for example, I pick up three pieces three times). I have a couple of weird rituals like that for twos and fours also, like when I'm locking doors.

[Ninja Duck]

How I long to live in a world where options don't have to compete for the title of "best" just to appease some hokey sociology experiment...

[Heccubus]

*Very long, completely unenthused stare*

[Chris]

Well this surely fell on its face. Last time it was tried, in the C&A forums, it ended up level, but only after a strange one-two effect as everybody chose the first two options to start with, then after a few days people apparently had some sort of a revelation and started voting the opposite way. Nobody wants the third option, for some reason.

[Jane Sherwood]

Threethreethreethreethreethreethreethreethree.

(*this post made for absolutely no explainable reason, but to add a little more to it...counters Heccubus's stare with a wide-eyed, glazed-over one*)

[Stalky]

*pokes Jane in the eyes*

Anyway, surely an experiment doesn't work if the candidates tell you why they chose what they chose? That ruins the idea of a coherent hypothesis throughout all the candidates, and just depends on personal preference.

I'm sorry, I couldn't think of anything smarter to say.

[Jane Sherwood]

(*recoils, then breaks Stalky's offending poking-finger*)

[Stalky]

I guess I deserved that.

[Jane Sherwood]

Yeah, that's what you get.