Planets
Part 1:
The Earth breathed a huge sigh of relief. It was such a huge sigh, that it created earthquakes, tsunamis and volcanic eruptions, which would have hit a 12 on the Richter scale, had man still been alive. The demise of all mankind, and all other forms of life on earth, had been the reason for her sigh of relief. Mankind had nearly killed her with pollution. When mankind killed every other single living organism, including plants, animals, amoebas, germs, bacteria and jellyfish, she had decided she would not mind at all, if man also killed himself too.
The year was 2100 AD in human terms. It had taken them roughly 600 or so years to create enough pollution and hatred for each other in order to accidentally end all life. Oh sure, there had been warnings for the last 200 years before the end, but as stubborn as mankind were, the leaders among them had opted to ignore the solution, figuring that it would be someone else’s problem in the future. They had chosen to live in the luxury of their home comforts rather than to preserve the planet for their children and future generations to live or even just survive in. Most figured that they wouldn’t be around much longer to see the effects of pollution happening, and so did nothing about it. They were wrong, and about three or four generations later, once it was too late, they realised their grave mistake. By this time, however, all they could do was to wait and die.
Part 2:
The last few people alive had spent their last few days wishing they were dead, choking on the smoggy air, which meant they had slowly suffocated and their throats were raw from coughing up blood. 50 years previously, the Americans and a few of the European governments had issued everyone with oxygen masks as a necessity, but this meant using up the world’s oxygen supply, and although plants thrived on carbon dioxide, the heat of the atmosphere and lack of rain and clean water, had killed them all, meaning there was no more oxygen to be converted from the plants. The earth had become a barren and radioactive wasteland, worse than even the surface of Mars. In fact, Mars was now showing the first few forms of life, of its own, they were only small plants and bacteria, but it was better than nothing, and besides, didn’t life have to begin somewhere? The earth had warned Mars not to grow humans, and that she was the prime example of why this was. Mars had agreed that if his beings ever turned into anything like humans, that he would make their lives hell. Earth reminded him that she’d tried this 200 years ago with climate changes, tropical storms, volcanic eruptions, and other natural disasters of the sort. She’d even had fun with it. Watching them try to fix everything and help one another. She also laughed knowingly at their prayers. Maybe if they had respected her enough she would play nicely. She now made the decision, that if a new race of humans ever developed upon her surfaces again, she would self destruct. She had tried to rid herself of humans before, but failed when one small group of them created a boat to sail above the floods. She resolved that next time she would try fire.
Actually, no. on second thoughts, there would be no next time at all. She sped up her rotation so as to get further from the sun, and completely thaw over. If humans were still around, they would have referred to it as the mother of all ice ages. She never really liked the humans much anyway. They made her itch and she had no hands to scratch with. She had tried giving them head lice to see how they liked it, but they didn’t take the hint. They just invented a lotion to kill them off. She wished she could have done the same. She arrived next to Pluto, and settled down.
Part 3:
Pluto on the other hand, had always been jealous of Earth, and had wished he could create his own life forms. He had become even more pissed off, when the humans had ruled him out as a planet, and classed him as a moon status because of his size. He’d kept shouting “size doesn’t matter!” but all it had actually done was to create a tsunami. Neptune’s moons had laughed at him and called him “moon boy.” Pluto had been planning his revenge on the humans for over a century, but had wasted his time because they had killed themselves with pollution. Pluto decided there and then upon two things:
He saw the earth settle, and he spun up his rotation system, and settled down in her old place, before Neptune could get there.
The Earth breathed a huge sigh of relief. It was such a huge sigh, that it created earthquakes, tsunamis and volcanic eruptions, which would have hit a 12 on the Richter scale, had man still been alive. The demise of all mankind, and all other forms of life on earth, had been the reason for her sigh of relief. Mankind had nearly killed her with pollution. When mankind killed every other single living organism, including plants, animals, amoebas, germs, bacteria and jellyfish, she had decided she would not mind at all, if man also killed himself too.
The year was 2100 AD in human terms. It had taken them roughly 600 or so years to create enough pollution and hatred for each other in order to accidentally end all life. Oh sure, there had been warnings for the last 200 years before the end, but as stubborn as mankind were, the leaders among them had opted to ignore the solution, figuring that it would be someone else’s problem in the future. They had chosen to live in the luxury of their home comforts rather than to preserve the planet for their children and future generations to live or even just survive in. Most figured that they wouldn’t be around much longer to see the effects of pollution happening, and so did nothing about it. They were wrong, and about three or four generations later, once it was too late, they realised their grave mistake. By this time, however, all they could do was to wait and die.
Part 2:
The last few people alive had spent their last few days wishing they were dead, choking on the smoggy air, which meant they had slowly suffocated and their throats were raw from coughing up blood. 50 years previously, the Americans and a few of the European governments had issued everyone with oxygen masks as a necessity, but this meant using up the world’s oxygen supply, and although plants thrived on carbon dioxide, the heat of the atmosphere and lack of rain and clean water, had killed them all, meaning there was no more oxygen to be converted from the plants. The earth had become a barren and radioactive wasteland, worse than even the surface of Mars. In fact, Mars was now showing the first few forms of life, of its own, they were only small plants and bacteria, but it was better than nothing, and besides, didn’t life have to begin somewhere? The earth had warned Mars not to grow humans, and that she was the prime example of why this was. Mars had agreed that if his beings ever turned into anything like humans, that he would make their lives hell. Earth reminded him that she’d tried this 200 years ago with climate changes, tropical storms, volcanic eruptions, and other natural disasters of the sort. She’d even had fun with it. Watching them try to fix everything and help one another. She also laughed knowingly at their prayers. Maybe if they had respected her enough she would play nicely. She now made the decision, that if a new race of humans ever developed upon her surfaces again, she would self destruct. She had tried to rid herself of humans before, but failed when one small group of them created a boat to sail above the floods. She resolved that next time she would try fire.
Actually, no. on second thoughts, there would be no next time at all. She sped up her rotation so as to get further from the sun, and completely thaw over. If humans were still around, they would have referred to it as the mother of all ice ages. She never really liked the humans much anyway. They made her itch and she had no hands to scratch with. She had tried giving them head lice to see how they liked it, but they didn’t take the hint. They just invented a lotion to kill them off. She wished she could have done the same. She arrived next to Pluto, and settled down.
Part 3:
Pluto on the other hand, had always been jealous of Earth, and had wished he could create his own life forms. He had become even more pissed off, when the humans had ruled him out as a planet, and classed him as a moon status because of his size. He’d kept shouting “size doesn’t matter!” but all it had actually done was to create a tsunami. Neptune’s moons had laughed at him and called him “moon boy.” Pluto had been planning his revenge on the humans for over a century, but had wasted his time because they had killed themselves with pollution. Pluto decided there and then upon two things:
- If he ever created his own life forms, they would never progress enough to even invent the wheel.
- if they did he would kill them all.
He saw the earth settle, and he spun up his rotation system, and settled down in her old place, before Neptune could get there.