Apr 22, 2006 23:14
A small ball of flame inside the Nexus slowly flickers into a vaguely humanoid form. A form which then gives a most most satisfied stretch and yawn. It appraises a small sign nearby.
"Hm. Queries, eh? Oh, what the hell."
"Something has always mystified me. Why do so many sentient species create things like hospitals, medicines, and the like? The only goal such things accomplish is the fostering of weaknesses in the species. It is in direct opposition to natural selection. Yet I have seen countless beings care for their weak and dying."
"Alternatively, how many others here recognize certain things in their own species, that are detrimental to the whole of it? How can you tolerate it?"