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lilfluff: “The polite and extremely apologetic alien invasion.”
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Bob looked at the man, appeared to be a man anyway, except for the blue skin and the Star Trek forehead bumps, who had stepped out of the spaceship. “Um, can I help you?”
“Yes, greetings from the stars. I’m Brother Neuvo of the Church of Higher Conciousness,” the alien said, bowing. He adjusted the lapels of his conservative suit. “A great pleasure to meet you.” He held up his palm in what looked like a gesture of greeting, the other handing over a sheet of blue paper printed in alien script. “May I have your name and offer you an explanatory pamphlet, sir?
“Sure. It’s Bob, er, Robert Thomspon.”
“A great pleasure to meet you, Bob.”
“Same. Um, shouldn’t you be talking to the President or something?”
“We prefer to start from the ground up when we take over a world,” Neuvo said.
“Sorry, you’re what?”
“Taking over your world. Basically we’re going to overwhelm you with superior technology, destroy your culture and make you adapt to our needs.” He shrugged apologetically. “It’s what we do I’m afraid.”
“Any particular reason why?”
“God told us to. Sorry.”
Bob sighed. “That’s okay. We do a lot of that here too.”
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Bob looked at the man, appeared to be a man anyway, except for the blue skin and the Star Trek forehead bumps, who had stepped out of the spaceship. “Um, can I help you?”
“Yes, greetings from the stars. I’m Brother Neuvo of the Church of Higher Conciousness,” the alien said, bowing. He adjusted the lapels of his conservative suit. “A great pleasure to meet you.” He held up his palm in what looked like a gesture of greeting, the other handing over a sheet of blue paper printed in alien script. “May I have your name and offer you an explanatory pamphlet, sir?
“Sure. It’s Bob, er, Robert Thomspon.”
“A great pleasure to meet you, Bob.”
“Same. Um, shouldn’t you be talking to the President or something?”
“We prefer to start from the ground up when we take over a world,” Neuvo said.
“Sorry, you’re what?”
“Taking over your world. Basically we’re going to overwhelm you with superior technology, destroy your culture and make you adapt to our needs.” He shrugged apologetically. “It’s what we do I’m afraid.”
“Any particular reason why?”
“God told us to. Sorry.”
Bob sighed. “That’s okay. We do a lot of that here too.”
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Date: 2013-05-27 03:00 pm (UTC)