zombra wrote:fire, continue this so we* can present this to hollywood for their next summer blockbuster.
ok, good luck with that.
the MmNn instantly descend on earth. without any time passing, every machine is rendered useless. every one of them turned into an angular jumble of cubist junk sculpture. they haphazardly dissected the machines and put them back together with contempt.
earth is plunged into darkness. satellites fall from the sky daily. without machines society collapses, billions die. humanity is perplexed to desperation. there is no explanation for what happened. superstition rages. the tower of babel is brought up. some suspect aliens, but there is no evidence of anything.
for generations, humanity struggles to survive. cities, long left behind, fall under nature. new social centers are formed and the old ways are soon forgotten. the day of destruction is forgotten. humanity rises and again embraces technology. now thousands of years later, the world again becomes machine dependent. a peaceful social order based on human capital eschews war. instead they focus on space travel and hopes of alien contact.
the MmNn went into hiding. punishing the earthlings brought them no relief. they had not stopped the noise. and they never experienced time before. now they were waiting. the universe had become their prison, endless expansion of pain. the only place to hide was near a black hole, in the event horizon. the light there was thin and rushing fast, weakening its impact. but this also meant they could not talk to each other. a solitary confinement, listening to the horrible echo just beyond.
out of time the MmNn knew there was an end to their suffering. in the future, where they already were, they could feel the end of the disturbance. as the man steps out of the anomaly the tear closes. the sound ceases. some of the MmNn try to bi-locate, leaving a part of them in time and part to live in the reunified infinite future. the split in consciousness causes the part which is left in the past to become unstable. those MmNn disperse throughout the universe. they go mad in the past, spawning a future storm.
the insane MmNn lose touch with the infinite. cut off from their future selves and unable to properly communicate, they become introverted. they drift slowly, aimlessly through space, tearing things apart and reconstructing them randomly. they don't do anything instantly anymore, instead fascinated by changes over time. they become fixated on rearranging matter, seeing all the different configurations. some of them destroy whole galaxies.
humanity reaches out to space, looking for life and answers. they spread across the solar system, on outposts and mining colonies and terraforming on mars and io. with 'maximization' life spans increase to many hundreds of years. deep space missions leave the solar system yearly, some intending to study anomalous data coming from certain galaxies. research ships travel at near light speed, taking several generations to complete their missions. research begins into 'gravity drives' for near instant transportation.
an engine that can bend space is built. when energized, it appears instantly at its target location, and also, still at the original location. when switched off, it settles in one of the locations. systems are designed to control the effect. more tests are done, devices are improved, and a craft for human transport is created. some ponder the implications of instantaneous travel. one concern is the physics, and whether the body can survive the process. others wonder about the effect of co-location on the mind. still, there is no shortage of volunteers.
the test pilot fits himself into the small compartment of the gravity ship. he straps in. the first test 'flight' is to the moon. systems are go, he ramps up power to the coil. the ship disconnects from local gravitational influence. the ship begins to 'float', but there is no sensation of movement. he sees the laboratory surroundings slightly dissipate, superimposed with a view of dark black space and the surface of the moon. he realizes his target position is just above the surface of the moon. he adjusts the projected location until the ship is level with the ground. then switches off. the lab disappears, the blackness of space solidifies as does the surface of the moon. in a puff of dust, the ship settles into the surface. he calls to earth, only half joking, "am I still there?".
all over the universe, the insane MmNn start hearing loud clicks or pops. the sound is only just noticeable over the background wail they have become familiar with. but the clicks become more frequent, and begin bunching together to form a buzzing. once again, driven by irritated curiosity, one by one, they begin to seek out the source. the insane MmNn begin a slow migration towards earth.
"recon mission GAMMA 1-13 THETA 33.4. company Orenas Six Five. pilot WDLS YELLOW CLASS FULL"
"WDLS true. G 1-13 T 33.4 laser lock, standard delay- 124599837 seconds, recording now… "
"target achieved. "
"negative classes. no habitation zone."
"moving to secondary target."
"target achieved, there is something here."
"the… there is… a planet… "
"it keeps relocating. it changes shape constantly, instantly, it's amazing!"
"now it's falling apart into little pieces. it's blowing away like dust."
"what… something is wrong
"WDLS true. G 1-13 T 33.4 laser lock lost. WDLS true… WDLS?..."
the lone MmNn is drawn in by the laser. using it to navigate. the focused light awakens it's sense of movement, accelerating it towards earth.
"Orenas reports unclassified communication. laser reflections suggests incoming mass, otherwise unidentified."
"if this is hostile contact, we have to evac Orenas."
"impossible. Orenas is our eyes on the horizon. nobody goes anywhere."
"put out some drones, one every light year for a hundred years."
"and fire up the maglev generators… fill all the tubes with scrap."