Police Station under Attack
Deep Space probes report incursions of hostile and warlike tribes of semi-primitive space aliens. Two remote mining stations have been attacked. Are we prepared for alien invasion? Can you sleep at night without planetary ion weapon defences? Expensive yes, but so effective for planetary defence ... they can even stop a hostile comet! Yes, taxpayers, an investment in technology from The Alchemist Chaletan the Great is indeed wise.
Our Planet and Civilization is Under Attack. Rally to the bunkers! Save food for seven years of atomic winter as we battle with the space aliens in grim attition campaigns across our priceless wetlands and rainforest. You will not see sunlight for seven years if you are to stay alive. You will live on mush and be ordered around by a brutal yet stupid military police state in the model of Lee Marvin, yet our human race will survive this great peril.
Half of the population of Earth will die in the next year. Famine, our old friend, will come back from vacation. Soon, your daily question will be: are my neighbours weak enough for me to catch and eat them. Are they hoarding potato flakes? Are they hiding a dog or cat that I can eat? Can I eat their shoes? Yes, a grim, horrible hockey season.
This time next year, will you be a cannibal, fighting each other over the scraps of human bacon, fighting off hordes of feral dogs with only a childs slingshot? Those that survive will be the gene pool for the next human race. Does that include you? Are you one of the ones who will fight in the arena of life and win enough life to live through the sunless years. Of course, you can still see the moon.
Look into your hearts and listen to see if it will still be beating in five years time. Or are you dead wood?
I, Fenris Badwulf, wrote this.
Our Planet and Civilization is Under Attack. Rally to the bunkers! Save food for seven years of atomic winter as we battle with the space aliens in grim attition campaigns across our priceless wetlands and rainforest. You will not see sunlight for seven years if you are to stay alive. You will live on mush and be ordered around by a brutal yet stupid military police state in the model of Lee Marvin, yet our human race will survive this great peril.
Half of the population of Earth will die in the next year. Famine, our old friend, will come back from vacation. Soon, your daily question will be: are my neighbours weak enough for me to catch and eat them. Are they hoarding potato flakes? Are they hiding a dog or cat that I can eat? Can I eat their shoes? Yes, a grim, horrible hockey season.
This time next year, will you be a cannibal, fighting each other over the scraps of human bacon, fighting off hordes of feral dogs with only a childs slingshot? Those that survive will be the gene pool for the next human race. Does that include you? Are you one of the ones who will fight in the arena of life and win enough life to live through the sunless years. Of course, you can still see the moon.
Look into your hearts and listen to see if it will still be beating in five years time. Or are you dead wood?
I, Fenris Badwulf, wrote this.
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