Random Story 2

You don't have to travel very far from the surface of the earth before people start losing their individuality and start looking like a mob.

Patterns of behaviour become self evident and somewhat monotonous. Somewhere around sunrise (a relative concept if ever there was one as the sun never moves) the people begin streaming from their little boxes and take a short walk before they enter an even smaller box and just sit still apart from waggling their hands and feet in attempt to give the small box direction and motion. Some people waggle their fingers at each other too, but that's something else to explore.

Once these people have transferred themselves into towering, coffin like structures another type of human has already started their day, which is often spent rarely leaving the confines of their box apart from short, erratic dashes to set points within a few miles of their box.

The people who have spent the day in the box/tower/coffin then emerge once the majority of the day is over only to rush back to the smaller box, sometimes putting their very existence in danger along the way. Shortly after the orbit of the planet shifts the sun's light to another part of the world they stop all activity, apart from breeding, which this race are particularly good at, until the sun wanders over in their direction again

This carries on for a few of the planets cycles when the pattern changes. Varying due to the current state of the local climate they will either leave their small box and go to a tiny strip of silicate along the edge of a H20 mass crammed in with numerous other humans and then proceed to remove their protective shielding and expose their fragile bodies to the harmful spectrum of radiation that their sun bestows upon them.

However if the local climate is more bountiful and feeds the surrounding land with much needed water the people tend to go to a different type of large box. What happens here is that a large number of them arrive in their travelling boxes and proceed inside the new structure. They enter with nothing and exit it with more than they seem capable of comfortably transporting. Even to the short distance to their travelling box. They seem to have developed a shift pattern whereby everyone in their community takes it in turns to remove the contents of this box. I have observed this behaviour for a very long time and no-one has ever left it without taking something.

Of course there are exceptions to this rule. For instance not everyone goes to the H20 mass, some stand outside their boxes and set off a controlled combustion onto which the flesh of their cohabitants on the planet are placed. Please don't misunderstand me. They are not from the same species.

So what am I to do? How do I rescue these creatures from their pointless existence. As a benevolent, god-like being, I cannot sit by and watch them waste their existence.

Shall I intervene in the lives of them all?

How would that be any better for them? They would not be responsible for their own achievements.

Should I influence just a few of them?

Who would I choose?

There must be a way of selectively rooting out those on the planet who would inspire greater things in them and save them from this miserable existence?

I did leave my spaceship sometime ago and tried to blend in with them. I tried to consult with them about how to make a better world for themselves. I don't think they listened.

I beamed out of there after they tried to kill me. I wonder what happened to those few friends who I visited to let them know I was really okay after all. They probably died the death of the forgotten billions.

Oh well. It's only another 5 Billion years till the sun burns out and they're dead anyway. If they carry on like this they'll never leave the planets surface and survive that. Either way, I get a new assignment then.

I hear there are interesting things happening in galaxy 52-B3. It's got to be more exciting than this.

















Character: everyone Plot: Selectively Resolution: consult


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