How Would You End the World?
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I wish to activate God Mode so that I can never die, never age, never feel pain and can kill anyone with a punch. Then fire a 9mm round directly into the ground.
A galactic armada of some nondescript Alien species(which is my way of saying I haven't thought of one yet)descends upon our planet. Uniting the forces of the world against their common foe, as we rise up to face the Alien menace.
We find that we are hopelessly outmatched, destruction and despair engulf the world. The purge begins, one by one the valiant armies of the Earth fall against the relentless crush of our superior enemy. The world population dwindles, the once mighty Earth armies are scattered around the Earth in small militant groups desperate to maintain survival.
Whittled down to small rebel contingents the remaining survivors battle on, launching valiant attack after valiant attack on the oppressors. Their success and accumulation of the alien technology makes their attempts more and more effective.
However against a seemingly limitless force and with no coordination their attacks are futile.
Then, from the ashes of misery, comes a leader who guides the remaining humans onto victory after consecutive victory. Forming a cooperative network of the remaining rebel forces. They launch well planned and calculated assaults on their foe. Due to their small numbers the rebel forces prove difficult to wipe out entirely.
Though growing suspicious of the rebels' organisation they guess they must have a link, a means of effective and secretive communication, with some form of permanent HQ from which to stem their attacks.
Their base of operations discovered, the rebel forces are hunted down.
The defenders, battling courageously hold off their adversary, countless misshapen pieces of flesh line the entrances, the once desolate passageways now filled with the remainder of the dead.
Beads of water drip down the faces of the remnants of humanities final hope. Crimson gashes riddle their bodies, their faces made of stone, determination etched into the rock. No tear at what will be their last hour is shed, just pride that they fought to the last.
The beats on the metal flooring of the corridor leading to the control room where they make their final stand grow louder and more frequent.
The lasers sights are activated, the power cells charged as the last of a proud race face their end.
They fight to a man, the leader crouches, his fingers digging into his hip in a vice like grip, red liquid flowing like a river bocked loosely by boulder. His eyes are an inferno, as they burn into the faceless creatures looming ominously over him.
One steps forward and utters sounds in a language that can loosely be translated as:
"You have lost, human'
The man, looks long at hard at what will be the last sight he sees, he recalls an ancient film he had seen. And in his raspy, determined croak says
'I warn you, I'm a screamer'
He pushes all the strength left in him on the button his hand rests upon and the Earth explodes.
And that would be my perfect end to the world.
We find that we are hopelessly outmatched, destruction and despair engulf the world. The purge begins, one by one the valiant armies of the Earth fall against the relentless crush of our superior enemy. The world population dwindles, the once mighty Earth armies are scattered around the Earth in small militant groups desperate to maintain survival.
Whittled down to small rebel contingents the remaining survivors battle on, launching valiant attack after valiant attack on the oppressors. Their success and accumulation of the alien technology makes their attempts more and more effective.
However against a seemingly limitless force and with no coordination their attacks are futile.
Then, from the ashes of misery, comes a leader who guides the remaining humans onto victory after consecutive victory. Forming a cooperative network of the remaining rebel forces. They launch well planned and calculated assaults on their foe. Due to their small numbers the rebel forces prove difficult to wipe out entirely.
Though growing suspicious of the rebels' organisation they guess they must have a link, a means of effective and secretive communication, with some form of permanent HQ from which to stem their attacks.
Their base of operations discovered, the rebel forces are hunted down.
The defenders, battling courageously hold off their adversary, countless misshapen pieces of flesh line the entrances, the once desolate passageways now filled with the remainder of the dead.
Beads of water drip down the faces of the remnants of humanities final hope. Crimson gashes riddle their bodies, their faces made of stone, determination etched into the rock. No tear at what will be their last hour is shed, just pride that they fought to the last.
The beats on the metal flooring of the corridor leading to the control room where they make their final stand grow louder and more frequent.
The lasers sights are activated, the power cells charged as the last of a proud race face their end.
They fight to a man, the leader crouches, his fingers digging into his hip in a vice like grip, red liquid flowing like a river bocked loosely by boulder. His eyes are an inferno, as they burn into the faceless creatures looming ominously over him.
One steps forward and utters sounds in a language that can loosely be translated as:
"You have lost, human'
The man, looks long at hard at what will be the last sight he sees, he recalls an ancient film he had seen. And in his raspy, determined croak says
'I warn you, I'm a screamer'
He pushes all the strength left in him on the button his hand rests upon and the Earth explodes.
And that would be my perfect end to the world.
"I hope on this morning that the sun will explode on me"
The second I die, the world will burn in my blaze.
The second I die, the world will burn in my blaze.
I'm surprised no one has started a thread like this before. I do believe I've got m wa planned out down to a T already.
My wish would be that when i eventually do die, my body will convert into a 300 mile high fire wall that stretches from pole to pole and will travl round the entire earth at a leisurely 1-100 mph depending on my mood when i died. It's only cause 3rd degree burns over someone entire body, thus causing massive misery, suffering and injury to everyone it came across. Thus resulting in a constantly moving human race who cant mine anything combustable because at best it would last a couple of months before exploding. Any caught in the fiery wall of agony would be pretty much screwed since they'd have to be constantly on the move or get vaporised.
But just incase the humanr ace mastered running away from firewall, every year It would get 100 mph faster. And it wouldn't be gradual either, it would simply go from 1mph, to 100 mph in an instant. Thus pretty much guarenteed to eradicate the entire human race in say...2-3 years at most.
My wish would be that when i eventually do die, my body will convert into a 300 mile high fire wall that stretches from pole to pole and will travl round the entire earth at a leisurely 1-100 mph depending on my mood when i died. It's only cause 3rd degree burns over someone entire body, thus causing massive misery, suffering and injury to everyone it came across. Thus resulting in a constantly moving human race who cant mine anything combustable because at best it would last a couple of months before exploding. Any caught in the fiery wall of agony would be pretty much screwed since they'd have to be constantly on the move or get vaporised.
But just incase the humanr ace mastered running away from firewall, every year It would get 100 mph faster. And it wouldn't be gradual either, it would simply go from 1mph, to 100 mph in an instant. Thus pretty much guarenteed to eradicate the entire human race in say...2-3 years at most.
i would ask the death angel to make me invincible. (as having a kind of invisible bubble around me that resists all), then ask the angel, to give me full power of everything on earth and it its atmosphere. after that, i would burn the world, while yelling to the whole world with my new super voice and language that everybody understands, "ONLY THE STRONGEST WILL SURVIVE" quote from "blow me away" by breaking benjamin. Then when its all over i would sing Ascendancy by trivium just to get the "I stand above the ashes, of the worlds i once knew!" part. after that i would forge a katana of hardened ashes and kill my self.
....Except for me. I AM ETERNAL.Mookie_Magnus said:
That seems very depressing. Let's blow up the moon and see what happens.
No thats you my friend,danskrobut said:
Also the Swine Flu is not much more deadly than bog standard Influenza.
A ship the size of Jupiter pulls up, beams everyone off the planet and then vaporizes it. They calm everyone down by telling everyone that nobody was left behind and Earth was gonna blow anyway.
The ship is giant farm where humans now grow as food for the aliens!
/sci-fi version of Soylent Green
The ship is giant farm where humans now grow as food for the aliens!
/sci-fi version of Soylent Green