Ever watch a movie called Castaway? If not, here's the gist of it: Tom Hank's character is a Fedex delivery man who survives a plane wreck and ends up on a deserted island in the middle of the ocean. He's all alone on this island for 4 long years. During this time, he creates a person to talk to out of a volleyball and a face he made with his own blood (you'd have to watch the film.) He names this character Wilson, and he becomes his best and only friend on this island.

Now what I want to know is this: Picture yourself in Tom Hank's position. You're stranded on an island all by yourself for 4 years, possibly even longer. Assuming you have the skill and knowledge to survive for such a long period of time, if you were going to create a character like Wilson, who would it be? Doesn't have to be an inanimate object; it could be a character you see and talk to because you're slowly losing your mind or whatever.

With me, I would try to maintain my mental status at first, but after a few days, I wouldn't be surprised if I started hearing childlike laughter from an imp I know all too well....

Probably my penis Mr. PeePee, naa I'd have an Xbox controller named Frank

A mirror. Mirror "Joe" McMirror. He reads my mind, maaan.

Totally. Fucking. Reads it.

That was a damn good movie. If I was going to end up creating a meaningful relationship with an inanimate object or imaginary creature I suppose I'd end up with a pet rock since atleast that's familiar territory, and I can use him to break open coconuts and possibly even descale fish or some such thing.

I'm hoping there would be monkeys or boars or some sort of animal on the island that I could slowly tame and become friends with. Perhaps even friends with benefits, if the need arises. Which it probably would after a few years. Or months. Or weeks. Or-

Uh...
I don't think I would do that
Talking to imaginary characters isn't my thing
I certainly have no wilson esque character already around now.

Gerald:
Liar

Be quiet Gerald, they'll hear you.

Depending on where I am in the house, I discuss issues with my bass, which is hanging from the wall in an ideal place for conversation. I spent 98% of my time at home in my room, so it's always there for me.

If I'm taking a shower, I'll ask the shower head. It looks me straight in the eye. It's quite comforting. Sometimes I get the impression that the razor in the corner wants to join in, but it's shy.

Trapped on a desert island... well, sometimes I imagine how Kurt Cobain would respond to my concerns. I guess it's kind of like praying to him. So... stranded in the ocean, I'd talk to Kurt Cobain. Yeah. That'd actually work well if I had my t-shirt with a big picture of his face on it. I'll be sure to pack it if I ever go on a cruise.

I have a kickass picture in my dorm room a look at for spiritual guidance, and frequently ask questions at. I'm still waiting for an answer.

Well, how about talking to yourself, does that count? In that you are talking to yourself who actually thinks in a way completely different from yourself. And answers differently to your questions like you're talking to another perIT'S CALLED MULTIPLE PERSONALITIES YOU JACKASS!!!

My abs.

I'd want it to be Milky Joe.

Vanguard1219:

EDIT: Heh, ElephantGuts posted roughly the same thing while I was typing this. Crazy coincidence...

Actually, considering how popular pet rocks seem to be (atleast among children, which are about equatable with mentally unstable individuals), I would be surprised if more people didn't mention pet rocks. Friendly and useful! And they're fucking rocks.

A coconut

...named Gary

theklng:

hahaha, sorry, but that's just fucking funny right there. thanks, i needed that.

Glad I brightened your day :)

It would be a tree growing out of my rotting flesh called Bob, although I'd call him Herbert to annoy him.

I am my own Wilson.

I am Wilson.

I think an Abraham Lincoln bobble-head would be a good Wilson.

I have imaginary conversations with my RL friends in my head all the time.

My dogs, and the computer. Mostly during single player games, and I mostly complain.

berethond:
I have imaginary conversations with my RL friends in my head all the time.

I have conversations with the characters that populate my stories.

They make for a much better chat.

probably my guitar. her name is cassandra

An Imaginary Aaron Barret. Front man of Reel Big Fish.... No I don't care if you've heard of them.

I thought this was gonna be something like "Who's the Wilson to your House.", but no.
*Sighs*
Anyway, mine would be... um... Wilson, from House M.D.
Yeah...

Michael_McCloud:

berethond:
I have imaginary conversations with my RL friends in my head all the time.

I have conversations with the characters that populate my stories.

They make for a much better chat.

I don't know, they make really good conversation.

wilsonscrazybed:
Tom Hanks.

Ho ho ho, I see what you did there you, mischevious typing volleyball.

If I was stranded on an island I would spend most of my time inching through the sand while taking gulping mouth fulls of sand.

However, I'm sure if I found a crab I would bind its claws together, turn it upside down and use it as a Frisbee to keep me entertained.

Nailbunny. I'm sorry, but I just read the JTHM Director's Cut, and I just can't stop thinking about it.