Post by asscat on Sept 22, 2013 14:32:42 GMT
come make fun of me lmao
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On August 14th, 2171, the last human being died.
She was from Gibraltar. She had no name.
The extinction event was the result of global ecophagy, the cause of which was an error due to faulty safety protocols in medical nanotechnology used by volunteer workers in third-world countries. Contrary to the popular 'grey goo' theory, the process was one more of corruption than conversion. Every last living being's genetic code was irreparably altered, making reproduction impossible. Rampant mutation gave way to widespread destruction of the global ecosystem, countless organisms thrashing against each other, no longer able to feed, mate, or - eventually - even think.
Humans were not the last to die, but they were close. Even the nanorobots, the cause of the destruction, did not survive, eventually consuming each other as part of the same flawed process that initiated the extinction event.
There is nothing left but dirt and water.
In a decaying city, towering buildings cast shadows on streets cluttered with debris and corpses, a silent testament to a dead empire . A crow's nest, woven of straw and garbage, tumbles from the highest level of a rusting skyscraper, blown off by a gust of wind. There are no eggs inside of it, and there never were.
There is nothing left but steel and concrete.
Without plant life, the atmosphere is gradually deteriorating. Global temperatures are rising, causing flooding as what is left of the polar ice caps melt. Waves crash against abandoned coastlines, leaving millions of rotting marine animals in their wake.
There is nothing left but sand and seashells.
A hidden cavern deep beneath the surface of Italy, never discovered by humans, has gone dark; no longer do the fungi within illuminate the walls with their sickly green glow. In the empty blackness, an underground stream flows, the bed covered in gold that no longer glitters.
There is nothing left but gemstones and precious metals.
No songs. No prayers. No wolf packs roaming through the forests. No crying mothers greeting their newborn child, no insects performing an elaborate mating dance.
There is nothing left but silence.
...And yet.
The sun still sets. The wind still blows. The rain still falls. For now.
Hundreds of millions of years until this system is no longer habitable.
Dirt and water. Steel and concrete. Sand and seashells. Gemstones and precious metals.
There is so much left here. So much room to build.
I think I will make something new.
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On August 14th, 2171, the last human being died.
She was from Gibraltar. She had no name.
The extinction event was the result of global ecophagy, the cause of which was an error due to faulty safety protocols in medical nanotechnology used by volunteer workers in third-world countries. Contrary to the popular 'grey goo' theory, the process was one more of corruption than conversion. Every last living being's genetic code was irreparably altered, making reproduction impossible. Rampant mutation gave way to widespread destruction of the global ecosystem, countless organisms thrashing against each other, no longer able to feed, mate, or - eventually - even think.
Humans were not the last to die, but they were close. Even the nanorobots, the cause of the destruction, did not survive, eventually consuming each other as part of the same flawed process that initiated the extinction event.
There is nothing left but dirt and water.
In a decaying city, towering buildings cast shadows on streets cluttered with debris and corpses, a silent testament to a dead empire . A crow's nest, woven of straw and garbage, tumbles from the highest level of a rusting skyscraper, blown off by a gust of wind. There are no eggs inside of it, and there never were.
There is nothing left but steel and concrete.
Without plant life, the atmosphere is gradually deteriorating. Global temperatures are rising, causing flooding as what is left of the polar ice caps melt. Waves crash against abandoned coastlines, leaving millions of rotting marine animals in their wake.
There is nothing left but sand and seashells.
A hidden cavern deep beneath the surface of Italy, never discovered by humans, has gone dark; no longer do the fungi within illuminate the walls with their sickly green glow. In the empty blackness, an underground stream flows, the bed covered in gold that no longer glitters.
There is nothing left but gemstones and precious metals.
No songs. No prayers. No wolf packs roaming through the forests. No crying mothers greeting their newborn child, no insects performing an elaborate mating dance.
There is nothing left but silence.
...And yet.
The sun still sets. The wind still blows. The rain still falls. For now.
Hundreds of millions of years until this system is no longer habitable.
Dirt and water. Steel and concrete. Sand and seashells. Gemstones and precious metals.
There is so much left here. So much room to build.
I think I will make something new.