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.

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.

Everyone would be very careful because there would be no doctors. I’m in good health now but any serious injuries or future diseases would go untreated until some of mes went to self taught medical school.

We are trashgirlfriend.

We are many.

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

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

Very quiet.

I’d give it like 2 weeks.

Probably attempt to evacuate and dangerous places I absolutely have no place being. I’m sure lots of me would die in plan crashes, and I pity the ones currently in nuclear submarines. They’d probably try to figure out how to land or steer but probably fail. The rest would probably get together and form some agrarian society while we figured out how to industrialize.

Kinda lonely.

Change my name to Horatio.

The world would collectively chuckle at my/our stupid reference.

Never-ending global orgy

The world would be a far better place

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…

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.

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.