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[font=century][size=1]"They are going to DIE!" Mr. Marksman yelled. "Don't you think this is going a little far? We might be descovered!" Kyoshiro yelled. He turned the car around. "NO! Turn back!" Mr. Marksman yelled. "I'm not going to jail." Mr. Kyoshiro said. They pulled into the parking lot. "What if they talk?!" Mr. Marksman yelled angrily. "They won't be believed. They never are. Besides, it looks like you've been assaulted." Mr. Kyoshiro said. "DON'T YOU THINK I CAN HOLD MY OWN AGAINST A TEENAGER!?" Mr. Markman bellowed. Mr. Kyoshiro didn't move. "Apparently not." he said. and walked into the school. "GYAAAAH! **** IT!!!!" Mr. Marksman yelled, and shot several bullets into the ground.[/font][/size]

[font=century][size=1]OOC: Tell me if it was the wrong time to do this. -------------------- "We only have three minutes left. It doesn't matter." Mr. Marksman said happily to Circa. [i]This guy doesn't seem so bad.[/i] Circa thought. "Everyone, pack your things, unless of course, you have detention." Mr. Marksman said. His eyes flashed. [i]Then again, maybe he is that bad.[/i] Circa thought. She began to sweat. The clock ticked, from Mr. Marksman's point of view, all too slowly. Each time the second hand moved, he felt more and more anticipation. He had been looking forward to this for a long time. How unfortunate he hadn't been able to kill Tanya before. The final bell rang, and the classroom cleared out. Two minutes later, Tanya poked her head in. "Mr. Marksman...?" she asked. She had her hands behind her back, holding her two butterfly knives. "Ah yes, Tanya, come in." He said, all too kindly. [i]He's going to try to kill me. I know it.[/i] she thought. Mr. Marksman walked past her and closed the door. He unsheathed his knife and walked towards her. "Do you have any idea how long Ive been looking forward to this? Since the first day I saw you, since I heard you!" He said, with a certain satisfaction. He charged. She blocked his knife with her two knives. "This is how we're going to play, is it?" Mr. Marksman asked softly, in a tone that seemed a little too excited. They both charged this time, knocking the knives out of each other's hands. "We've had enough of this ****!" Tanya yelled. "Really? Too bad!" He yelled back. He punched her in the shoulder with all his might. She had blocked it just enough to puch his hand to the side, causing him to dislocate her arm instead of breaking it. "Eh..." She muttered under her breath. She popped her soulder back into place, and winced. She held up her fists. Mr. Marksman took out his gun, and fired. Unfortunatly for him, however, such a high-powered hand gun cannot be simply pulled out like a smaller one. One like Tanya's. He missed, and she had her gun trained on his head. "Look at all these errors, Mr. Marksman. You get an F!" she said, and knocked him over the head with a rather thick dictionary. He was unconscious. She walked out of the room, plotting a way to get out of what she had just done.[/font][/size]

[font=arial]The class looked frightened. Mr. Marksman glared. The bell rang, and the students rushed out of his room. "Fine. I'll get you later." he mumbled, and walked to the teachers lounge. Mr. Lunais was reading the paper. Mr. Marksman pored more steaming coffee. "You sure drink alot of that, don't you?" Mr. Lunais asked. "I have trouble sleeping, so it's hard for me to wake up." Mr. Marksman said in an annoyed tone, and walked back to his classroom. "Geez. Pardon me." Mr. Lunais mumbled sarcastically once Mr. Marksman was out of earshot. He sat down in his chair, and waited for the next class. He picked up his book, but couldn't read. [i]This is the last class of the day... Tanya is mine after this class...[/i] he thought. The class filed in and opened their notebooks, prepared for notes. "No notes today, class. Today, your going to go on a feild trip... We will explore what lives in the ground. We will go into the forest, and dig a hole. 8 feet deep, 3 feet wide. You are to lower a camera into the hole, and record the activities of worms and such underground life." He said, smiling. [i]So much time will be saved...[/i] he thought, looking at the area of his coat that had the knife in it. "Class, let's go!" He shouted, and they followed him deep into the woods. Once the hole was dug, the class looked for the cameras. "Oh my. I seem to have forgotten the cameras. Oh, by the time we get them and bring them back, it wil be time to leave for home. Pity. Oh, we won't be able to do this tomorrow, either." Mr. Marksman said with sarcasm that he couldn't hide. Some of the sharper kids realized what the hole was probably for, and gaped in horror. "Secrecy." He whispered in a dangerous tone, and led the students back to the classroom.[/font]

[size=1][color=royalblue][b]Name:[/b] Arch K'irik Don [b]Age:[/b] 1,254 [b]Species:[/b] Homo Superior [b]Appearance:[/b] Arch wears a mythril breastplate, armguards, and boots. Under the armor he wears a green tunic. Under the tunic, is a full body suit made from the fibers of a Black Widow Spider's web, which is stronger and more lightweight than kevlar. He also wears brown leather gloves and a leather belt. He is lean and tall, and his facial features are sharp. His hair is gold in color, and falls on his shoulders. He has peircing silver/blue eyes. [b]Weapons/Abilities:[/b] [b][u]Electro-Magnetic Pulse[/u][/b]- Creates and EMP wave, shutting down all electronic devices within a mile radius. [b][u]Lightning Bolt[/u][/b]- Summons a bolt of lightning. [b][u]Plasma Bolt[/u][/b]- Summons a bolt of plasma. [b][u]Plasma Sword[/u][/b]- Charges Arch's sword with so much electricity, it becomes plasmatic, enabeling it to cut almost anything. [b][u]Plasma Barrier[/b][/u]-Creates a wall of plasma that sheilds Arch from most attacks. [b][u]Chain Lightning[/u][/b]- Allows Arch to climb and follow lightning through the sky. [b][u]Shock Charge[/u][/b]- Contact with Arch will cause electricution. [b][u]Fist of Lightning[/u][/b]- Charges Arch's hands with lethal electricity. [b][u]Berserker[/u][/b]- Arch can only use this ability when he is near death. Shoots multiple bolts of extremely leathal plasma from his body for up to one minute. [b]Bio:[/b] Arch is a Homo Superior that almost believes in living the way that the early Homo Sapiens did. However, it is his job to make sure that all radio waves are working correctly. Arch loves and respects nature, and only participates in the radio wave process to stop Homo Sapiens from what he veiws as pointless destruction. [b]Personality:[/b] Arch is very temperamental when it comes to protecting nature, but he won't hesitate to eliminate a Homo Sapien. He is kind to those he respects, and he is spiteful and impatient with those that he does not respect. [b]Other:[/b] In Arch's consciousness, he has secretly been planning to destroy every single radio tower to free the Homo Sapiens.[/size][/color]

[color=teal][size=1]This story takes place in the two year period between .hack//QUARENTINE and .hack//DUSK. Corbenik was destroyed by Kite, but Morganna survived. She seeks to find a way to awaken the tainted version of Calibur, the male version of Aura. She has learned from her mistakes involving Aura and Tsukasa. She plans to succeed in fully corrupting the MMORPG, "The World," as well as the real world's electronics. She plans to do this by tricking the player character Kaiho(my character) into believing that she is his sister, who passed away years earlier. She plans to use Kaiho's negative emotions to wake up the tainted Calibur, the same fate that was supposed to befall Aura and Tsukasa. She does not succeed in trapping Kaiho inside "The World", but plans on tempting him in other ways. Her main objective, turning him against the other players inside "The World." There is currently a rumor on the message boards about a strange boy floating around in Area Delta: Hidden, Forbidden, Holy Ground. Your characters decide to check it out.[/color][/size] ------------------------ [color=royalblue][size=1] Kaiho was walking in the middle of Root Town: Carmina Cadelica when Morganna contacted him. [i][b]"Kaiho, come to me."[/b][/i] she told him. "I'm busy," he said, "I need better armor." [i][b]"Nonesense. Your armor is perfectly fine. I need you. Go to Delta: Hidden, Forbidden, Holy Ground. That is where you will find me."[/i][/b] "Alright, if you say so." Kaiho said. He walked to the Chaos Gate, and warped to first Delta Server, then to Delta: Hidden, Forbidden, Holy Ground. He appeared in the main room of the church, which was odd. Normally, characters appear in front of the castle. [i]Oh, well.[/i] he thought, [i]Must be a glitch.[/i] He looked up and noticed a statue of a boy, in chains on a raised platform. He had heard a rumor of this before, when he first began to play "The World." The only different thing about the rumor, was that instead of a girl in chains, it was a boy. "Hey, what the-" he began, but was knocked aside by a large, red wand. A tall creature, that appeared to be made of stones towered over Kaiho. "Skeith..." Kaiho muttered, as if remembering something. [i][b]"I've been waiting for you... For such a long time."[/b][/i] The graphics began to act strangly, accompaneid by a loud, scratching noise. [i][b]"I need you...Just as you need me."[/i][/b] Morganna continued. "No, wait! what are you doing?!" Kaiho yelled. [i][b]"As long as we walk toge- What is this?!"[/i][/b] Morganna paused. A bracelet was opening out of thin air, pointed at the Skeith. She commanded the Skeith to eliminated the source of interference, and the Skieth opened it's bracelet, too. They both fired, met, and destroyed each other. [i][b]"Impossible!"[/b][/i] Morganna exclaimed.[/color][/size]

[size=1][color=royalblue]Alright, I can finaly post in the Adventure Arena. Yay![/size] [size=3]ATTENTION: Signups are now over.[/size][/color]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by kyonen [/i] [B]I have a question on a few names of the PCs and a statement. Tsukasa. Not really any questions, but the name can be either male or female. So him being a girl IRL while a boy ITW, is like a play on names. I also heard here that it means "to govern". Is that right? [/B][/QUOTE] [size=1][color=royalblue]Yes, this has been meantioned on .hack//SIGN. Tsukasa can be either a first, middle, last, male, or female name. Tsukasa was probably trying to escape from the real world, and life. As for Tsukasa meaning "to govern", I'm not sure.[/color][/size]

[font=arial]I see that I should have answered your question before, instead of giving a pep rally, so here's my answer. One thing that keeps my going is wondering what people would do if I died. Another thing is, I don't want to be remembered as depressed and lost. I want to leave a mark where I was, not of who I wanted to be, but who I truely, deeply, in my innermosst self, was. I do not want to leave this world without my message being heard. I fully intend to show the world who I am once I'm an adult.(I don't mean terrorism) Another thing that keeps me going is the unanswered questions in my life. I do not want to die without knowing these things. Go against the flow, and create your own current. Otherwise, you will be washed out to sea. That's my motto.[/font]

[font=arial]"Shut up with the sympathy crap, and get in the car!" Kilo yelled, rubbing his head. "Oh, right... we're fugitives." Charelotte sniffled. "Get in, n-" Kilo was cut of by charlie, who put her hand over his mouth. "Adult time, now." Charlie said. "Mmmhhmmph." Kilo muttered, shut his eyes and fell asleep. "That was easier than expected." Charlie muttered, and decided that she would also take a nap. "Can you expand on that?" Jackel asked Charelotte.[/font]

[font=arial]Well, here it is. My masterpeice. I'd like some comments on this one.[/font] ------------------------- [color=seablue][size=1][u]Heart, Mind, and Soul[/u] Walking down this path again, I see the stars and the way they shine, And the way the river bends I know the way now to the heart of the forest, I can follow the path marked in my mind, and step into infinity Once again, I step into my light I can see the way to walk, and I shall take that path The path marked in my heart No matter, how the darkness flows 'round my feet Its cry cannot be heard, drowned by the crashing waves I know the way to the heart of the sea I can follow the path marked in my soul, and step into infinity Walking down this path again, I see the way the fire burns, And the way the trees sing I know the way now to the solace of the stars, I can follow the path marked in my mind, and step into infinity Once again, I step into my light, I can see the path marked 'cross my soul, And the way I should walk, to reach my infinity[/size][/color]

[font=arial]Mr. Marksman tapped his pen on his desk to an unknown beat. He was staring at the kids, wondering: [i]How can they not be doing anything wrong? Then again, I always have Tanya to prey on...[/i] "Class, bring me your notes." He said. Everyone unclipped their notes from their notebooks, and placed them on a pile on his desk. He began to read. [i]Let's see... 'They move around with the little hairs on the sides of their bodies'... Horrible example. 'Instead of sexual reproduction, they duplicate themselves. The seem to swallow tiny bits of food that are around them through an opening underneath them. They deficate unneeded materials after'... Nerd,[/i] thought Mr. Marksman. "Who wrote this?" Mr. Marksman asked the class, holding up the paper, who's writer he had deemed a nerd. "I did." A small boy answered. "It is exceptable, but your grade is being brought down to a C, because of your lack of social skills." He said, proudly. "B-But, I have lot's of friends!" he squeaked. "Silence, boy!" Mr. Marksman barked. The boy cowered in his seat. He flipped through the pages, looking for Tanya's name. He found it, and without reading it, he held it up. "This is the worst example of student effort I have seen in many years." he said. "Mr. Marksman, out of curiosity, what is wrong with it, just so i can improve my grade." she said, in a faked polite voice. [i]That bastard.[/i] she thought. "Everything. You misspelled paramecium." he said, She took a look at the paper. 'Paramecium' was spelled correctly. She knew better than to point this out, though. "Your handwriting is also incredibly sloppy." he said. Her handwriting was extremely neat. "It is completely unexceptable. Your grade is an F." He said, with a slight smirk.[/font]

[font=arial]You should never just give up life. Defend your ideals, and stick up for yourself. What do you desire? Fulfill it.(as long as it's not illegal) Don't back down in the face of certain death. Request police protection for a while. If he does break in, as Baron Samedi said, it would be selfish to let him kill you, just so you could go out with a bang. Fight back. Don't go with the flow.[/font]

[font=arial]Tsukasa.hack, I'm sorry, but you can't do that. You must be a regular player in the game. You have to have a class. You also cannot have data drain. I believe I said that you are a normal character, that investigates a rumor. Please edit your post.[/font]

[font=arial]Out of everything, I have [strike]four[/strike] three things: 1: Marry "The One." 2: Create an Anime with a stroy I have been cuncocting in my head for years. 3: Achieve happiness and peace with all the world. [strike]4: Eliminate the pathetic humans that annoy me so.[/strike] By the way, if an anime called "The Legend of Draken" ever is released, then Arch made it![/font] EDIT: 4. was purely joke.

[font=arial]That was amusing, thought Mr. Marksman, But intolerable. "Tanya. Unexceptable. Detention." He said in his evil tone. She looked slightly frightened, because she knew what Detention really meant. It meant "get a beating." She sighed. "Now, class. Take the microscopes form the shelf and begin to observe the paramecium. Take notes. If they are bad notes, an F for today." He said, and returned to his book. No one said a word, and the only sound was of clinking vials and slides. Finally! Peace and quiet. Tanya is doomed. He thought, and turned the page.[/font]

[font=arial]The vials in the Biology lab clinked on the table. Mr. Lunais should have more control over students. Mr. Marksman thought, and went back to his staring game. One of his students broke a vile full of the microorganisms. Mr. Marksman glared. He hurled a text book at the kid who spilled it, hitting him in his shoulder. "Gyah!" The kid yelled. His shoulder was in a rather odd position. "Shut up, you money wasting pile of garbage!" Mr. Marksman yelled, "Tell the nurse you fell and dislocated it!" He glared at the kid the entire time he walked out of the classroom. "You." he pointed at a short kid with messy hair. "Clean this up." The kid got a paper towel and wiped the floor clean. "I will not tolerate such disgusting behavior. I'm giving you all a zero for class participation this semester." He said evily, took out a book, and began to read.[/font]

[font=arial]"Eh?" Mr. Marksman muttered. He could feel the bass vibrating through the floor. He sighed, and went back to staring at the class, thoroughly enjoying making them feel insecure. Some of the kids heads started to bob a little with the beat, and Mr. Marksman slammed his textbook closed as hard as he could, suprising some kids to the point where they fell of their chairs. "I am not playing the music, therefor, it does not exist. Do I make myself clear?" He said, in his usual evil tone. The class went back to examining paramecium, and taking notes. Mr. Marksman began to tap to the beat. "Hypocryte." someone muttered. Mr. Marksman stood up. "I will be right back." He said, and walked out. In the teacher's lounge, he poured a seperate mug of steaming coffee. He walked back to the classroom, and stood behind the kid who had been whispering. He turned the mug over, pouring the boiling coffee on the kid. "AH! IT BURNS!" He yelled, and flung himself to the floor, rolling around over and over again. "Yes, it does burn, doesn't it?" Mr. Marksman said, and sat down at his desk, sipping his own coffee, which was not nearly as hot. [/font]

[font=arial]"I-I... When I dissapear I either go to the time I was meant to be in, or some other place in a random time." He said. "You didn't answer my question. Why do you give people these looks?" She asked again. "I... err... It's a little confusing..." He muttered, and walked on. "Stop ignoring me, Arch!" She yelled after him. "We should get back to camp..." He muttered. "No! Answer me!" She yelled. She ran up to him. Arch turned around and kissed her for what seemed like hours. "Does that answer your question?" he asked. He teleported. Mystika stayed in the same position for a moment, the began to walk towards the others.[/font]

Mr. Marksman was shacking with rage when heard the sires. "Go back to your reading. Not a sound." He said. He walked out the door. "Hey, he never told us what pages to read!" A student whispered. Mr. Marksman was hurrying towards the main doors, and he saw that Mr. Lunais was also checking out the scene. He walked up to Mr. Lunais. "What is going on?" He asked. "I have no idea. Maybe they found something..." He muttered. They spotted a body bag. Mr. Marksman's eyes widened. "Don't worry. It won't stand up in court. It never does." He said, and walked back to his classroom. Mr. Lunais also walked back to his classroom. Mr. Marksman walked through the door. Who's done with the reading. "You didn't tell up what pa..." The kid stopped talking when he saw Mr. Marksman's evil glare. "Then start from page 1, and read the entire thing." He muttered, and walked up to the chalkboard. He wrote down the word 'secrecy.' "Who knows what this means?" Mr. Marksman said. A kid raised his hand. "Yes?" Mr. Marksman said, in an almost normal teacher tone. "It means that you don't tell someone something." The kid said. "A horrible definition, but that is the basic idea." He said. He walked to his desk, and sipped his coffee. "You will not tell anyone of the happenings in this school. If you do..." He said. Mr. Marksman took out his gun and showed it to the class. "You can figure out the rest, right?" Mr. Marksman said. The class nodded. "Good. Tommorrow we will be experimenting with microorganisms, such as paramecium. You are excused." He said, exactly when the bell rang. The class exited the classroom hurridly. Mr. Marksman sipped his coffee, then picked up the phone, and called the vice pricipal. "I was just wondering why an ambulance is in our parking lot. It interrupted my class." he said. "Oh, a few people were assaulted by classmates, and some of them were just clumsy. A few stitches for one kid, and another girl had a concusion. Kids really are violent today, aren't they." The principal said. "Yes." Mar. Marksman said, and hung up the phone.[/font]

[font=arial]Mr. Marksman walked into the teacher's lounge, and poured more coffee into his mug. Mr. Lunais was spawled out on a couch. "These kids never know when to quit, do they?" Mr. Lunais said. "No, no they don't." Mr. Marksman said, and took a sip of the coffee. "We best be off to class then." Mr. Lunais said, and stood up. "Yes." Mr. Marksman said. He strolled into the hall. When he reached the classroom, everyone was waiting perfectly. Too perfect, Mr. Marksman thought. Even when they are obedient, they aren't perfect. "What's wrong. I can smell your fear, you know." He said. "Did he grin? No, his mouth just twitched." someone whispered. Mr. Maksman put down his coffee cup, and picked up a pen. "I expect your obediance!" He bellowed, and threw the pen at the direction of the noise, hitting the person in their forehead, which began to bleed. The guy reached up to his forehead, and touched the cut. He winced. "Something wrong?" Mr. Marksman said sarcastically. "N-No, sir." He said. "Good. Mr. Marksman muttered and turned around. Read pages 526 thr-" He was hit in the back of the neck with a spitball. It had been Danny. Mr. Marksman began to twitch. "Who did that?!" He roared, throwing a binder at the clock mounted on the wall, destroying it. "Tell me... Who it was." He whispered, and silence filled the room.[/font]

[font=arial]Okay, after this, I'm not posting here. If I do, I might accidently start other little off-topic subjects. I can't stand the thought of this thread being closed. PheonixFlame, I did not participate in this thread to get in a arguement, or to be told what I believe. I did not say that I think all humans should die. I said I am in both parties. Did you read my entire post? I've even said before that humans have hope. Also, PheonixFlame, where do all your "facts" come from? What tells you that the entire universe will eventually be destroyed? You talk like these are proven facts. Also, contrary to popular belief, the universe is expanding, not contracting. It's getting bigger, not smaller, if that's what your getting at.(please don't start a conversation about that) What gave you the idea it would all be destroyed? I"m only saying this in closing, the [b]point[/b] of this thread, my basic opinion. I believe that humans are a threat to the universe. They shouldn't colonize other planets, unless it is a pollution free colony. So, do I believe humans are monsters? [b]No.[/b] I believe humans need to get even more self conscious, and stop the polluting, killing, and burning. (don't start yelling at me, I know it's not that simple, but it would be if the governments stopped worrying about the economy and elections, and more about the environment.) NOTE: I said [b]more[/b] about the environment, not about the environment.[/font]

Yes, I am aware of this. Reptiles are born with instincts that tell them to go to water once they hatch, etc. But once again, the topic is straying. This is getting rather pointless, because the same thing is being said over and over again... Humans can be monsters, and they cannot. They turn against themselves, slaughter each other and animals, descriminate against one another for stupid reasons like skin, deprive the earth of it's natural resources, and destroy the reasources that are already there. Some humans are trying to stop all this, and I know that. That is the basic essance of each party, and I am in both. I am leaning toward the first one, but what I say stands. To me, humans are a threat to the universe. We can stay on our own planet. No need to destroy others.

"Class, take out your textbooks, and flip to page 526, now." Mr. Marksman barked, and recieved perfect obedience. "I hate this class, that guy is so mean." One girl whispered to another next to her. "Jenna! Get up here!" Mr. Marksman bellowed. The girl looked frightened. "Do you know what you've done?" He whispered in a deadly tone. "I-I only whispered!" She squeaked. That did it. Mr. Marksman wacked the girl ver the head with the textbook on his desk. She fell unconcious. "You. You did it." Mr. Marksman said. He was pointing to a boy in the front of the class. "B-But-" He studdered. Mr. Marksman took out his gun, and pointed it at the boy. "Take her to the nurse, and tell her what you've done, you naughty boy. You assaulted her in the hall. Now go." He said quietly. The boy got up, picked up the girl, and ran. Mar. Marksman put the gun in it's holster, which was carefully hidden under his jacket. "Read pages 526 through 564. Go, now." He said calmly. All students responded immediately and perfectly. Mr. Marksman picked up the phone and dialed the nurses office to see if the boy had arrived yet. "What boy?" The nurse asked. "He's not there...?" Mr. Marksman's eyes darted around the room. "Couldn't he still be walking here?" The nurse asked. "It's been five minutes... And my classroom is close to your office..." He mumbled into the phone, and stood up. He left the class without explanation. He walked briskly down the hall, and toward the nurses office. Sure enough, the girl was lying outside the door. Mr. Marksman picked her up, and brought her to the nurse. "The boy I was speaking of assaulted this girl." He said, then walked out of the room. The nurse looked stunned. Mr. Marksman ran out the doors of the school, and into the parking lot. He spotted a figure running down the street. He jumped into a bush closeby, and pulled out the handgun. "Driveby shooting. Unfortunate." He mumbled under his breath. He aimed at the boy. "There is no evidence." he whispered, and pulled the trigger. ten minutes later, he walked into the classroom, to find everyone reading. He sat down, and sipped his coffee.

[font=arial]Heh, allow me to restate what I said: [b]Most[/b] of my poem rhymed. I couldn't really get it to rhyme at the end anymore, so I basically put it in song format. I personally think it's rather depressing if you read it without a tune, but a tune gives it just what it needs to make the poem the way I intended it to be. and no, most of my poems don't rhyme, because it's usually too hard to do that with the right words.[/font]

[font=arial]PheonixFlame... That's restating exactly what I said on the other page in different words... Humans have raped the earth of it's resources, poisoned it's water supply, filled it's air with toxins, and killed off many of it's inhabitants. Some humans, however, are trying to stop this, and return earth to it's natural state. [b]Trying[/b] being the operative word, unfortunately, because to the governments, sometimes the economy is more important than nature. Humans are a species ruled by their instincts, yes, but the strength of these instincts varies, obviously. A man with completely [i]primitive[/i] human instincts would not be a man on a campaign to save the rainforest, but a man who cuts down the forest for farmland, burning the trees because it's faster and cheaper than using it as lumber. Primitive, however, is a word I myself am not sure of. What if the instincts are the opposite of what I said? What if the primitive instincts tell a man to help nature, and the modern one's tell a man to use it for fuel? I am not sure of this. More on the point, it is wrong to classify one [i]entire[/i] species as evil, however, I believe that we are a threat to the universe. We could do what we did to earth to other planets. Like I said before, we'd probably put the inhabitants of other planets in a zoo. It would be a typical human train of thought in my eyes.[/font]