CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
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Because I'm WACKy
Spam along if you feel that Wackiness is the truth
Because I'm WACKY
Spame along if you feel kill yourself kill yourself hsould fuckding KILLETH THINESELF
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rtf
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Metal Man was made out of metal.
Nothing could stop him!
Not even rust.
He was rust-proof!
Of course he was also entirely alone in the world.
The human race had died up.
He had been created by the Last Human.
Well, he had claimed to be the Last Human.
It was possible there were more in the world.
Metal Man was in a lab and didn't know.
The Last Human had died before Metal Man had been completed.
He sat there in the lab waiting.
He was alive and metal.
And trapped.
His movement circuits were not active and he could not move at all.
Only think.
For years and years.
He could measure time still.
It was seven thousand and eight years.
Until finally something happened.
The Earth shook.
He thought maybe the planet itself was dying now.
He fell over.
Still he could not move, of course.
But...
Something shifted in his mind as he hit the ground.
He told his body to move.
And it responded.
He stood up.
For the first time he could walk.
Even as the lab was collapsing around.
He left the Last Human's remains behind, etombing him in his lab.
ANd he flew.
For Metal Man could fly.
He flew high up into the sky.
He saw the sun for the first time.
And below him was the Earth.
And it was empty.
No people.
No animals.
Nothing.
Just him.
He flew all over the world.
No one.
He existed in many different parts of the world for many more years.
Nine hundred and four.
He grew bored.
Funny, he'd never been bored in the lab.
There had always been the possibility of someone else in the world then.
Maybe another Metal Man.
Maybe evena Metal Woman.
But now he was free and new the truth.
There was nothing.
No possibilities.
No one else like him.
No future.
No point.
All that promise was wiped out.
And so he took to space.
To find other life in the galaxy.
He could not travel faster than light.
He knew it would take thousands of years to reach another star system.
He didn't care.
For he had promise again.
Possibilities.
He had things to think about.
The Earth disappeared into a blue dot.
Then eventually it was gone.
And there was nothing but Metal Man and the void.
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anyway
umm
my body hurt?S
I say that al ot
it's true
my balls hurt
i guess evyeron'e body hurts often though
that's the thing with having a body
THE THING WITH BEING HUMAN
the hurt
haha
yeah
at least ti ends when you die!
well not ends
ther'es ntohign when you die
there's no absence of hurt
there's no you to appreciate the abesnce of hurt
there's nothing
there's not even nothing
there's less than tonhing
no there's no measturement of more or less.
look I'm just saying death isn't the answer
the answer is ceating robots bodies to live in!
Because I'm WACKy
Spam along if you feel that Wackiness is the truth
Because I'm WACKY
Spame along if you feel kill yourself kill yourself hsould fuckding KILLETH THINESELF
g:Ggh;hh
h
h
h
rtf
________________
Metal Man was made out of metal.
Nothing could stop him!
Not even rust.
He was rust-proof!
Of course he was also entirely alone in the world.
The human race had died up.
He had been created by the Last Human.
Well, he had claimed to be the Last Human.
It was possible there were more in the world.
Metal Man was in a lab and didn't know.
The Last Human had died before Metal Man had been completed.
He sat there in the lab waiting.
He was alive and metal.
And trapped.
His movement circuits were not active and he could not move at all.
Only think.
For years and years.
He could measure time still.
It was seven thousand and eight years.
Until finally something happened.
The Earth shook.
He thought maybe the planet itself was dying now.
He fell over.
Still he could not move, of course.
But...
Something shifted in his mind as he hit the ground.
He told his body to move.
And it responded.
He stood up.
For the first time he could walk.
Even as the lab was collapsing around.
He left the Last Human's remains behind, etombing him in his lab.
ANd he flew.
For Metal Man could fly.
He flew high up into the sky.
He saw the sun for the first time.
And below him was the Earth.
And it was empty.
No people.
No animals.
Nothing.
Just him.
He flew all over the world.
No one.
He existed in many different parts of the world for many more years.
Nine hundred and four.
He grew bored.
Funny, he'd never been bored in the lab.
There had always been the possibility of someone else in the world then.
Maybe another Metal Man.
Maybe evena Metal Woman.
But now he was free and new the truth.
There was nothing.
No possibilities.
No one else like him.
No future.
No point.
All that promise was wiped out.
And so he took to space.
To find other life in the galaxy.
He could not travel faster than light.
He knew it would take thousands of years to reach another star system.
He didn't care.
For he had promise again.
Possibilities.
He had things to think about.
The Earth disappeared into a blue dot.
Then eventually it was gone.
And there was nothing but Metal Man and the void.
_____________________________________
anyway
umm
my body hurt?S
I say that al ot
it's true
my balls hurt
i guess evyeron'e body hurts often though
that's the thing with having a body
THE THING WITH BEING HUMAN
the hurt
haha
yeah
at least ti ends when you die!
well not ends
ther'es ntohign when you die
there's no absence of hurt
there's no you to appreciate the abesnce of hurt
there's nothing
there's not even nothing
there's less than tonhing
no there's no measturement of more or less.
look I'm just saying death isn't the answer
the answer is ceating robots bodies to live in!