Good Omens, The Lost Angel, Chap 1.

You feel the emotions of anyone you touch. You accidentally brush hands with the barista when they hand you your coffee. You’re the most scared you’ve ever been in your entire life.

Forgiveness

It is easier to forgive an enemy than a friend. Those are the words the human ambassador told us. It was the reason given for why the Dex was almost entirely wiped out. This is the story from their perspective from one of the soldiers.

The Dex were the ones who had helped us reach the stars, gave us the secret to FTL travel. Because of them, we were included in the galactic fold. We gained allies and new trading partners. We also gained the knowledge that we were woefully average compared to the races in the galaxy.

48 years, for 48 years the alliance held. We even had a holiday for it, it’s The 28th of august. It was the day of humanity’s dreams coming true. We were known as diplomats and constructors, traders and protectors, and even as good allies and friends.

Our past is not something we looked back on fondly for it was full of death and destruction. We had buried it after joining the fold because we didn’t want to muddy the relationships with our new friends, Of course, we still built weapons of war but only for protection and sheer curiosity.

Violence was never something we wanted because to participate was to unearth a monster that sat long-buried. That was until the Dex attacked us. They had seen us as a crop they meant to harvest, they had waited for the right moment and invaded. They tried to take our factories and force our people to work for them, but when it didn’t work and they realized it was more effort than the worth they glassed our planet and everyone on it.

Trillions were wiped out immediately. At this time humanity was beyond our home planet, we had many colonies with billions on them. But Earth was special to us, It was our Home. We didn’t take the time to grieve, We were sad but an old feeling lodged itself in our hearts. That feeling is one we haven’t had in a long time, Rage.

In all the wars we’ve waged we always had empathy for our enemies, after all in many situations it was kill or be killed. Never before have we not had an ounce of empathy for our enemy. There is an old adage of our people, It’s easier to forgive an enemy than a friend.

It didn’t take long for our ambassador to reach their leader and we asked only one thing. We wanted their immediate and total surrender. They declined but the ambassador persisted saying that if surrender was not offered it would almost certainly be never accepted again. They didn’t only decline, they killed the ambassador.

We sent warships to their outer colony and asked one last time for their total surrender to which they responded with an attack. We fired one shot, not at the ship but the planet. As the projectile hit the atmosphere it ignited and torched the entire planet, The fire from the enemy stopped for a moment to witness what just happened. The flames from what was once the atmosphere were flowing like a liquid and the surface looked like a star.

The moment of silence didn’t last long as the battle commenced, projectiles launched back and forth but our firepower was superior. The first battle ended as quickly as it began. We continued on to planet after planet and annihilating them entirely. Soon our fleets reached their final destination, The Dexes Home planet. They sent transmission begging for mercy, to spare them.

It pained us to see what once was our deepest ally in such despair but the screams of death that our people faced at the hands of them were worse. We only sent one last transmission back “We are sorry this had to happen we wish it didn’t have to come to this but you killed trillions of our people. Perhaps this in another time we could’ve stayed allies, Goodbye friends we will miss you.” As the message was sent we waited for enough time for it to be read and launched the projectile.

The vision of the planet being destroyed did not fill us with joy but sadness, It truly pained us for it to end this way. On that day the Dex was not completely wiped out, we kept a single planet alive, and with it millions of Dex civilians. We did our best to help them, we gave them everything they needed to thrive and live on. That planet now has billions of Dex on it and we have included them into our fold just like they once did, but we had no plans of hurting them any further.

This is why we wanted nothing but peace because the horrors we can unleash horrify us deeply, We would rather this never happened in the first place.

In 2153, humans escaped from their ruined planet with the help of an AI-controlled fleet whose goal was to find humans a safe place for them to live and put themselves in cryo-sleep. When humans woke from their sleep they found a variety of messages begging humans to stop their mechanical god

Shuri: *can’t find Peter in the soul realm*

Shuri: *inhales*

Shuri: ROAD WORK AHEAD

2849647 teenagers who got dusted in the snap: UH YEAH I SURE HOPE IT DOES

Shuri: 

Shuri: oh no

A computer programmer goes to buy some bread.

On his way out, his wife says, “and while you’re there, get a carton of eggs”.

He never returned.

Humans are weird “Tears for Everything”

Hey all. Didn’t think I would get this sort of response, but since I have. I have decided to do at least one of these “Humans are Weird or Humans are Space Orcs” every day. If you have any ideas you’d like to see me write, I’d be thankful for suggestions. 

Alien: *walks in to mess hall sees human sitting at a table crying*

Alien “Human, what is wrong. Why is your face leaking.”

*human looks up wiping eyes* 

Human: *Sorry, I’m just really upset. This is what happens when humans are upset, we cry….. There was a bombing back home, none of my family is answering.”

Alien: *walks back in later, human still crying*

Alien: “Oh no, human, are you ok? What is wrong?”

*human looks up wipes eyes again*

Human: “Oh sorry.” grins “my family just called back and they’re ok.”

Alien: *in confusion* “Why are you upset about that?”

Human: “Oh no, you misunderstand. Humans also cry when we’re happy or relieved 

Alien *rolls eyes but doesn’t question. Humans are weird after all 

Alien *returns later to see the humans in s big circle, all of them are crying so hard they are almost bent double. They have to be upset.*

Alien: “What’s wrong now?”

human: *regains breath and wipes tears from eyes, “Nothing, nothing, Jim just told a really funny joke. Laughed so hard I cried.”

Alien: *annoyed now. Walks away shaking his head*

Alien: *walks in to lab and is nearly hit by a metal trey flying towards the wall*

human: *screams in anger tears rolling down their face*

Alien: *tentatively peeks out from behind shelf* “are you alright, human?

Human: “NO I’M NOT ALRIGHT. I’M PISSED OFF!” *turns away wiping eyes*

Alien: *hurried from the room to scared to be annoyed*

human: *sneezes*

Alien: *turns around to find human’s face leaking again, exasperated* “What NOW? Why can you possibly be upset, happy, or angry NOW?”

Human: *looking confused* “I’m not any of those, my allergies are just really bad right now.”

Alien: *Sputtering in exasperation*

*out on a mission, the planet is freezing cold*

Alien: *looks at human*

Human *dribbling from the eyes and nose. this Cannot be laughter or allergies, they have to be upset*

Alien: “What’s wrong human?”

Human: *wipes nose* “Nothing, just cold.”

Alien: “You’re ****ing kidding me.”

*Human yawns. wipes eyes*

Alien “What now! What now. How can you possibly be doing this now. Are you hungry, horny or frustrated WHAT! WHAT IS THIS RIDDLE!”

*human: holds up hands wiping eyes* “nothing just tired is all”

Alien *screams in frustration*

Alien: *glares at human as human wipes their eyes*

Human: *Sees the look* “Sorry, eyes are burning. don’t know why”

Alien: *stands up* “Don’t know why. Don’t know why. Of course you don’t know why” *storms out. Opens human behavior log. scribbles our years of dedicated note taking. Writes In big bold letters*

WE KNOW NOTHING

there is something so darkly comical about tumblr potentially outliving twitter

tumblr, which is held together with duct tape and madness, run by three raccoons in blood stained Yahoo! hats and a handful of crabs, its only discernible source of income the sale of shoelaces from an inside joke so inside no one knows the original source anymore and fake blue checkmarks... that website still lives on

truly the cockroach of social media and I love it for that

I've been collecting these for a few weeks and I NEED MORE