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Started by cflnut, May 11, 2014, 02:32:14 PM

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Imagine if you would two planets orbiting the same sun. One a small red lifeless desert planet. The other a small blue-green planet full of life.

The red planet was named Mars. It was a barren desert planet were nothing lived. Sand storms raged eternally, non-stop, and for a very long time if you can imagine that. The only water to be found on Mars was in the north and south polar areas.

But on the blue-green planet named Earth, things were different. Earth was teaming with live of all kinds, large vast oceans, huge continents, massive mountains, and really big forests. Also there were fish that swam in the oceans, birds that could fly higher then the tallest mountain, insects that could live anywhere, and animals that lived all over every continent. But in particular, there was one animal that rose from the bottom of the food chain to the top, to become the most dominant, aggressive, feared, and just all round assholes, that they considered them selves to be not only the smartest creatures on Earth, but the only intelligent life in the universe. They called themselves humans and they were evil.

These humans were creators, thinkers, visionaries, and scholars. But they were are also animal, carnivores, hunters, and above all else, all humans have a basic instinct to kill. Especially each other and anything different from them. Now imagine if you would the human race as violent as it is actually making it to the dawn of the twenty first century of recorded history. Now add to this image the human race suppressing there violent ways, just a little, and making a lot of advancements in computers, social behaviour, art, literature, architecture, and the most advancements were made in weapons to kill with. Also, add to this the human race reaching out from Earth to colonize the red planet of Mars.

Centuries passed and Mars started to change. It began to look a lot like Earth. No longer a small red desert planet ravaged by sand storms, but a red-green planet similar to Earth. But the planet was not the only thing to change. The people who had colonised Mars started to change as well. Evolving differently from there cousins on Earth.

Even more centuries passed and the two planets began to look identical. The people of both planets forgot which one populated the other. For by the end of the twenty fourth century there was no more red-green planet of Mars. It was now a blue-green planet like Earth.

Fighting started over which planet was the first to have intelligent human life. For by the end of the twenty fifth century there was no way to tell which planet had the older culture, or which planet of humans was the original planet in the galaxy. After a few years of arguing and fighting a full-scale interplanetary war started.

Now imagine if you would a war lasting without peace or even the thought of peace for millennium. So many millennium that the human races forgot how long they were even fighting or why they were even fighting. They just were. And for what reason, because they were different from each other. And more so because of the basic instinct of all humans, both Martians and Earthlings alike.

Now inject an idea. An idea that no one had through out the entire war. Peace. Not only of peace but that war was stupid and not worth fighting. At least not if you don't know what your fighting for.

Now inject another thought that world leaders actually cared about there worlds and there people. They cared enough to actually try for peace.

For two decades, they talked peace. They also talked about how long the war had gone on. Know one knew. Also, they talked about how the war started. Know one knew that one either.

So peace was inevitable, and peace there was after decades, centuries, millennium, and a god dam long time. Prejudice still reigned supreme and everybody on both planets found peace hard. After millennium of being taut by there parents, grandparents, there great grandparents and as far back as anyone could remember both planets were taut to hate and to kill anyone from the other planet.

Little scrimmages broke out a few years after peace was announced. World leaders thought about using the military, but that would prove nothing. Using violence to stop violence will only create more violence witch will only lead to another war. The last thing the world leaders wanted.

So the world leaders decided to talk to the people to try to stop the fighting. Going as far as even getting the one man who was responsible for the idea of peace. After a lot of good reasons to stop fighting, and even more reasons to keep fighting, the peacemaker, as he was dubbed by everyone got picked to talk to representatives from both world. After a great speech of how peace would benefit both planets, he looked at everybody there and said, "Fuck it."

Peacemaker, then proceeded to draw a handgun. First, he pointed it at the leader of Earth and shot him twice in the side of the head. He then turned to the Martian leader shooting him in the back of the head as he ran off the stage.

He then turned to the cheering crowd, and to the further surprise of everyone he gave a grand speech of how Mars and Earth could not co-exist in the same galaxy and only one should be aloud to go on. He admitted that he did not know which one should be the one to continue so the only thing he could think of was for the two worlds to keep fighting till there be a victor. He then turned his handgun on himself.

As peacemakers, bloody body lay on the floor of the conference hall the war broke out again. This time they had a reason to fight. At least one the people could remember. To be the only populated planet in there pitiful little corner of the galaxy.

So imagine if you could a race of beings so violent that it cannot even populate two planets in the same galaxy. Also, imagine if you could, a war. A War that will last decades, centuries, millennium.

When will the fighting stop? When will the last shot be fired? When will the war end, and which planet be the victor?


Know one knows. Know one cares.

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If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense.
Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't.
And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would.