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Humans are unstoppable...Until they aren’t.

I’m not the most eloquent writer, but I’ve had this idea kicking around for a while and figured I’d put it out into the universe.

A lot of the basis for the “humans are space orcs” stuff is the idea that we’re pretty durable compared to many species, yeah? When it comes to physical trauma, we can bounce back from most things that don’t kill us outright, especially given the benefit of hypothetical space-age technology, and adrenaline is one heck of a drug when it comes to functioning under stress. 

But that doesn’t make us unkillable, and even though we can survive debilitating injuries and not die from shock, it doesn’t mean it’s fun. Dying of shock sucks, but at least it’s probably quick.

So - Imagine a ship, adrift in space, slowly being drawn into a star or something. In order to save the ship, someone has to repair the hyper-quantum-relay-majig on the hull or in the engine or whatever. Bit of a problem though- there’s a ton of deadly, deadly radiation (Wrath of Khan style) or poisonous fumes or, I dunno, electrical current, between the crew and the repair. Like, enough to kill most species instantly, so the crew is just like, ‘welp, guess we’ll die then’. But then.

BUT THEN

They ask the human. Because everyone’s heard the stories - you’re basically unkillable, right? Could you survive long enough in there to fix it? And their human goes real quiet for a second, but still says ‘Yeah, I could fix it’. And the rest of the crew is like, ‘Whaaaaaa, it won’t kill you?’ and the human repeats “I can fix it” (which isn’t an answer, but no one catches that, not yet at least), so they send ‘em in. And the human fixes it, they come back, the ship flies to safety, and the crew is thrilled to survive. If the human is a little quiet, well, they’re entitled after pulling off a miracle. Everyone else is just excited to get to the nearest station’s bar to tell their very own human story, cuz, ‘those crazy humans, amiright?’.

The good mood keeps up until the human is late for their next shift. At first it’s just faint unease, but- but they earned a bit of a lie-in, right? No reason to begrudge them some extra rest, even if it is a little weird for them to oversleep. They’ll be fine. Humans are always fine. 

(Right?)

(…Wrong.)

- What is… help. Help!-

- ake up! You have t-

- been days. You need sleep, you-

- nother transfusion. We could-

- out of sedatives!-

A week later, the crew finally reaches the station. They stumble into the bar, haggard and haunted. And over the next months and years a new rumor about humans starts to make its way through space. A rumor unlike any before.

‘Be careful with your humans’ it whispers. ‘Their strength is not always a blessing. Be sure they don’t do something they can’t come back from, because when a human dies… they die slowly.’

#awww yea cryin on tumble dot com at 1am #thanks maz (/gen)

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Well damn i guess i gotta listen to mika

i said EVERYBODY’S gotta love today

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Is that a trebuchet in your pants or are you just happy to siege me

#hmmmnmhhnghhnbgnhbnnnn #morvran voorhis #lofty don’t look I am NOT reading it….. yet

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died and came back exactly the same but something was so so so wrong with me before and now I have an excuse to really lean into it

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#about to visit my bestie at her office so we can do this #✨together✨ #(and by about to I obviously mean I’m still in bed struggling to do anything)

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unsung benefit i think a lot of ppl are sleeping on with using the public library is that i think its a great replacement for the dopamine hit some ppl get from online shopping. it kind of fills that niche of reserving something that you then get to anticipate the arrival of and enjoy when it arrives, but without like, the waste and the money.

#hhyea

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does anyone know if we have transmasc and transfem love and friendship today

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anybody else in the club feeling this one

#im still in beeeeeedddd

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You know what you REALLY can’t kill in a way that matters? Mint.

#I approve f replacing Jesus with mint #that being said #im so sorry cola good luck with the garden

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they should make an international travel that is free if you're internet friends

#not to be greedy but #what if it was also fast

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#she’s not gonna see this but I have to reblog piss Manuel Miranda for Lena

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I’m begging you to look at this.

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Just finished a lil personal project of mine, a fully poseable christmas themed sinosauropterix!

(I got a free blaze cupon)

#absolute lil guy

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Queer people will ask you on a date and when you get there it's retro video games.

#partner commentary: mh hm! mh hm! mh hm!

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biologist here! why are plants green? well they suck up air from the sky (blue) and mix it with the sunlight (yellow) i fucking love science.