June 8th, 2031,Emissary notes.
High above the earth, a spherical object hovered.
It was a round object, about 30 yards in diameter, made of a dark metal. It had a ring of flashing lights around its center, as standard to every intergallactic spacecraft.
Metal spikes and other strange instruments, looking like some demonic torture devices, protruded from the craft at random intervals, checking the air content, light intensity, barometric pressure, and other random statistics I dont know.
After a while, the ship slowly began a descent to the surface of the planet, extra-terrestrial "hazard" lights flashing continuously.
It came closer to the surface, five legs came out and planted themselves on the ground, here, in a small field covered in patches of purple thistle.
From the bottom of the craft came what seemed like a flight of stairs, sleek and metallic.
Descending from these stairs, came three entities.
They were quite short and stocky, standing at a momentous height of four and a half feet tall. They had two large eyes, sky blue in color, a head of blonde hair, and pale green skin, From somewhere in the Alpha Centauri Region,.... great... those freaks again...
Damn Centaurians.....come to our planet, ask questions that have no use, eat a ton of our food, and then leave, back to wherever the hell their home is...
Meeting those kind of people are the kind that make me want to quit my job. They aggrivate me so much, but I was assigned here, and if I were to quit, the damn government would have me killed for what I know...
They waddled towards me, slightly awkwardly, because of the weight of the gravity of the earth pulling on them.
"Greetings aliens, to the planet earth. I, as a noble emissary of this planet, first would welcome you to Earth". I said. "My name is Kazel, and I'm here to to be your guide, and answer any questions you may have" I continued to drone on, discussing the atmosphere and the rotation of the earth.
"Enough!" said one of the beings. " We know all this bullcrap already, now we come for true knowledge"
"okay, shoot" I said, expecting another stupid question about what the meaning of life was or why the caged bird sings.
"Why, are sums of those stones you call coins only with certain people, and only those people live well?"
This hit me ... I never really noticed, or cared, how the money had been with only the powerful, and only the powerful lived well. Now that it was finally pointed out to me by an outsider, I....still didn't really care..
"Because, either, they were born into a family with lots of money already, they worked hard to gain this money, or met the right people in life and gained the correct breaks. With that money they invested and gained more money, thus heaping it with them."
"Why" they proceded to ask.
"Thats how the world works, many rich don't want to share the money they have, although some do"
Gosh, so stupid, damn aliens, we should save the Earth from idiocy, and put restrictions against them coming her, questioning our ways as they do...
"oh, okay...I guess" one Centaurian said, "We shall leave you now" The other said.
They quickly got back in their spherical craft, obviously confused as to what I said.
How rude of them! to ask questions regarding our sacred god!
I must Pray:
Our Dollar, Which art in wallet
Papered be thy fame
Thy Kingdom come,thy will be done
In Wal-mart as it is in Target
Give today our weekly check
And allow me to spend wisely
as we allow others to spend wisely
please, lead us now to Ebay,
but deliver its packages fast.
For thine is thy King
Thy Glorious king
Thy Greatest power
Forever, a spender,
Amen
Oh well, at least they weren't from the Orian's Belt Region, those entities really freak me out.
High above the earth, a spherical object hovered.
It was a round object, about 30 yards in diameter, made of a dark metal. It had a ring of flashing lights around its center, as standard to every intergallactic spacecraft.
Metal spikes and other strange instruments, looking like some demonic torture devices, protruded from the craft at random intervals, checking the air content, light intensity, barometric pressure, and other random statistics I dont know.
After a while, the ship slowly began a descent to the surface of the planet, extra-terrestrial "hazard" lights flashing continuously.
It came closer to the surface, five legs came out and planted themselves on the ground, here, in a small field covered in patches of purple thistle.
From the bottom of the craft came what seemed like a flight of stairs, sleek and metallic.
Descending from these stairs, came three entities.
They were quite short and stocky, standing at a momentous height of four and a half feet tall. They had two large eyes, sky blue in color, a head of blonde hair, and pale green skin, From somewhere in the Alpha Centauri Region,.... great... those freaks again...
Damn Centaurians.....come to our planet, ask questions that have no use, eat a ton of our food, and then leave, back to wherever the hell their home is...
Meeting those kind of people are the kind that make me want to quit my job. They aggrivate me so much, but I was assigned here, and if I were to quit, the damn government would have me killed for what I know...
They waddled towards me, slightly awkwardly, because of the weight of the gravity of the earth pulling on them.
"Greetings aliens, to the planet earth. I, as a noble emissary of this planet, first would welcome you to Earth". I said. "My name is Kazel, and I'm here to to be your guide, and answer any questions you may have" I continued to drone on, discussing the atmosphere and the rotation of the earth.
"Enough!" said one of the beings. " We know all this bullcrap already, now we come for true knowledge"
"okay, shoot" I said, expecting another stupid question about what the meaning of life was or why the caged bird sings.
"Why, are sums of those stones you call coins only with certain people, and only those people live well?"
This hit me ... I never really noticed, or cared, how the money had been with only the powerful, and only the powerful lived well. Now that it was finally pointed out to me by an outsider, I....still didn't really care..
"Because, either, they were born into a family with lots of money already, they worked hard to gain this money, or met the right people in life and gained the correct breaks. With that money they invested and gained more money, thus heaping it with them."
"Why" they proceded to ask.
"Thats how the world works, many rich don't want to share the money they have, although some do"
Gosh, so stupid, damn aliens, we should save the Earth from idiocy, and put restrictions against them coming her, questioning our ways as they do...
"oh, okay...I guess" one Centaurian said, "We shall leave you now" The other said.
They quickly got back in their spherical craft, obviously confused as to what I said.
How rude of them! to ask questions regarding our sacred god!
I must Pray:
Our Dollar, Which art in wallet
Papered be thy fame
Thy Kingdom come,thy will be done
In Wal-mart as it is in Target
Give today our weekly check
And allow me to spend wisely
as we allow others to spend wisely
please, lead us now to Ebay,
but deliver its packages fast.
For thine is thy King
Thy Glorious king
Thy Greatest power
Forever, a spender,
Amen
Oh well, at least they weren't from the Orian's Belt Region, those entities really freak me out.
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