weirdthings dot online
A growing pile of weird, useless, playable experiments. Press the buttons. See what happens. Come back next week — there'll be more.
32 weird ones, and counting.
Pop it the moment it's golden. No timer. Just nerve.
Pick food. Pick a time. Somewhere it explodes. Good luck.
Rock, paper, scissors. Your opponent has zero chill.
Push a button. Ride to a floor. Floor 7 is lava. They were warned.
Flip the switch. A tiny hand flips it back. Forever. Try anyway.
Ethics, but make it stupid. Run over the moai or the council? Choose.
Pick a rock, pick a speed, click the planet. Read the impact report.
Combine two things. Maybe get a new thing. Maybe get regret. Keep going.
Ask a yes-or-no question. Receive a deeply unhelpful answer.
Rate the sun. Rate gravity. Rate your left foot. Be honest.
Don't move your cursor off the eye. Don't blink first. Don't.
A whole crowd, very into you. They follow your cursor everywhere.
A knob. It turns. You probably shouldn't turn it that much.
One word at a time. Crank the wpm. Feel your brain rearrange itself.
You have $1,000,000,000. Try to spend it on a Big Mac, yacht, skyscraper.
Scroll down through the ocean. Past whales, past Titanic, past the light.
Pick a password. Each new rule is more unhinged than the last.
Tell the duck your problem. It quacks. That is the entire therapy plan.
Click the goose. Or hold space. The goose escalates. Quickly.
Drop food. Fish chase it. Feed enough, new fish move in. Repeat.
Moles pop out of holes. You bonk them. 30 seconds of chaos.
It plays a tune. You play it back. It gets longer. You don't.
Drop cats. Build a cat tower. Cats wobble. Cats fall. More cats.
One of these buttons is real. The other fifteen are lying to you.
A bar slides back and forth. Click in the green. It gets faster.
Pop them. All of them. Hold and drag to mass-pop. Deeply satisfying.
A button that agrees with you. Increasingly. Concerningly.
A plant that only grows while you're not looking. Leave the tab.
Set the swing. Watch them drift into music, then back into silence.
Draw your own constellation. The sky already has a name for it.
Click to spawn matter. Tune gravity. Wait for a planet to happen.
Drag dancers into invisible music. They'll tell you when they hear it.
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weirdthings.online is a corner of the internet for experiments that don't really need to exist — but here they are anyway.
A patient garden. A button you just hold. A stranger's cursor. A universe in your pocket. All free, all weird, all on purpose.
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