"Young master Richard!" a hurried voice hissed towards the relaxed young man.

Hearing it, Richard was startled for a bit, before recognizing it as the voice of one of his distant cousins who belonged to a side branch of the family, Joel.

"Uh huh? What's the problem?" Richard asked impatiently and with a frown as he walked over to where Joel was hurriedly beckoning him.

"Remember how the aliens warned us that 100 people would be selected and suddenly disappear, so we shouldn't panic?" Joel began with a subtle look.

Richard nodded with curiosity. "Uh huh? Did someone we know get selected then?"

Joel hesitated. "Well… yes. Your sister, Felicia."

Richard froze, looking like he had a mini mindfuck as he stood there. "Of all the people on this big blue beautiful Earth… just why did those aliens have to choose my sister?"

Joel looked partly incredulous and partly worried, since his cousin started to resemble someone who had just found out that the Earth was neither round nor flat, but was actually shaped like a beyblade.

"Are you alright? Should we go and do something about it?" Joel asked eventually.

Richard just let out a sigh so deep that part of his soul might have escaped. "What even can we do? They've taken her to their spaceship. Even if we tell NASA to send someone to take her back, it's not like the Rothschild name means anything to them, so I guess we can only wait for her to return."

.........….

A week passed since the arrival of the spaceship. As it idly hovered above the planet with no intention to leave nor cause trouble, the people below began to grow less weary of it and daily life resumed as normal.

Well, one thing humans had apart from various vices was the ability to adapt to things quicker than most species. There were some outliers who took the arrival and presence of the spaceship to extreme ends.

The religious ones called it the sign of the end and began getting their congregation to do very questionable things in the name of 'cleansing their spirit' for the next stage. Some felt it was the peace before the storm, so they began hooking up, spending, and generally doing everything on their 'bucketlist' in the name of 'the last time'.

So all in all, the world's current state was basically no different from your typical mayan calendar end of the world kind of deal, only that this time it was a giant spaceship actually hovering above the planet.

Today was another day that meetings were held by the leaders of various countries on what to do with this information. By broadcasting all this, the aliens had deprived the government of its favorite right - to get to pick and choose what 'truth' the public was allowed to 'know'.

Now, the public was… panicking? Well yes, but actually no. Not really. The state of things was such that only those who wanted to cause trouble were causing trouble. The average man was going on about his daily life without a care.

Or probably - and most likely - with a care, but understanding that he/she was unable to influence the reality of the situation, so what was the use of fretting? Might as well continue playing that toxic battle royale game that everyone loved while waiting for the fate of humanity to be decided by someone else.

So to summarizes, leaders were leading, bosses were bossing, workers were working, and the public was publicking. Nothing to see here.

Interestingly, the Internet was lit during this period, far more than 'real life'. Various forums and image boards were rapidfire undergoing many questions, arguments and debates per hour, with many more erupting.

Reddit, Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr and more were active with high traffic, a lot of the 'panic' that should be going on in real life happening on there instead.

But who cared about the opinions of those who used such platforms? Rather, let's dive into the wonderful world of 4chan, where the 'real' thinkers and doers existed, as well as the almighty 'anon' who would bring together world peace, happiness and justice!

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: "Ayooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo…"

: "Aliens, man."

: "What an insightful start to this thread. Anyway, anymore smoothbrains wanting to share their level of retardation?"

: "Why wasn't I selected in the first 100?!"

: "Because you have to be handsome, dashing, suave, possess a baritone, posses a chode, and have a 15 pac… which is something I possibly do not have, but if I did, I probably wouldn't boast about it, hahaha!"

: "Today, my class teacher broke down in the middle of the class while screaming that the world was coming to an end."

: "Oh my god, did you help them?"

: "Help them? Bitch, do I look like a shrink? I made sure to record and compile the worst and most embarrassing parts for blackmail. I ain't failing my course anymore, that's for sure."

: "Its sad…"

: "What's sad? Do you need help?"

: "The fact that you are all deflecting from the actual topic on your minds and of this post. You aren't worried about aliens. You aren't worried about an apocalypse scenario."

: "No, you little NEET fucks are boiling with excitement. All you can think about is what that elf dude said, about the universe providing every species with a way to gain power. Its what you socially deficient fucks have always dreamed of, am I wrong?"

: "…"

: "…"

: "…"

: "…"

: "…"

: "Heh… hehehe…"

: "Pfff…"

: "Sigh…"

: "Tsk Tsk."

: "Whew lad."

: "What? The fuck is up with you shits?"

: "Mate, you aren't as clever as you think."

: "Of course we're excited for it retard. I have beat off like 7 times a day this week alone due to excitement and anxiety."

: "I actually get pussy, and I have done questionable things I would have never done before in order to distract myself."

: "For me, I bathed 4 times, shaved 7 times, combed my hair 10 times, tried on different outfits 20 times, shopped for new fashionable clothes 30 times, ate kale 40 times, deceived impressionable girls into my bed 3 times and oiled my hair 50 times this week. I can't stop."

: "Well, since that dumbass brought it up, I can stop pretending to be nice. So basically, fuckhead, we are all like that legendary bear that scuffed down 10 bags of abandoned cocaine, full of energy and feeling like we can crush the world. But you know why we're on this shitty site, insulting each other and pretending to be something we're not?"

: "ITS BECAUSE FUCKING 7 DAYS HAVE PASSED SINCE THE ANNOUNCEMENT, AND NOTHING! NOTHING AT ALL! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?! WE'RE ON THE CUSP OF ACHIEVING OUR DREAMS WITHOUT HAVING TO GET HIT BY A TRUCK?!"

: "To put it in smoothbrain terms for you, its like being promised to go to Disneyland, but your parents spend the entire week pretending as if they have forgotten. You, being a good kid, don't want to pester them about it and make them angry, but each day that passes kills you inside."

: "Its like, why are they silent? Why are they just there? Who are the selected 100 people? What have they experienced? Are they out in the galaxy, meeting extraterrestrial babes and fucking them?"

: "I'm more worried that we need something to happen. I honestly don't care if the aliens sacrifice those hundred who were chosen, or even every human being but me as long as I get any form of power. Fuck everyone but me, unironically."

: "I'm looking forward to how much alien pussy I can smash till I die of some weird scifi bacteria that the human species ain't adapted to. Heck yeah."

: "…"

: "You… you guys are mental. You're crazy! You're fucking insane!"

: "None of you are normal! Aren't you scared? Panicking? Worried?!"

: "Nah, that's for normies. The 'abnormal' people like us that are used as a bad example by normies have been ready and waiting for something like this for years."

: "Heck, I even gave up, thinking it would only happen after I die."

: "Personally, I was betting on nuclear war and then a post apocalyptic scene like Fallout. Shit would have been cool if I survived."

: "Above, you have good taste. I'm more of a webnovel reader, so I was expecting the return of spirit energy so everyone can cultivate or sum shit."

: "Same, but I was hoping for a heavenly dao list that ranked people based on handsomeness. I'm not saying I'd be number 1, but haha, I might become the most powerful in the world based on those rules!"

: "You're all just freaks. Its my fault for coming on a shithole like this!"

: "Mhm. Hey buddy, you wouldn't happen to be Lokram Jameson, 27 years, working at Amazon NJ, 2nd Lily Lane, Hackensack, right?"

: "What the fuck? I'm gonna report you guys to the police! Fuck off!"

: "Mhm, sure. Oh, say hi to little Janice for me. She's so cute. Would be totally terrible if something were to happen to her, amirite?"

: "Hello? Kek, did he leave?"

: "I know I'm an evil fuck, but man, you're a demon."

: "Thanks. And btw, its woman fyi."

: "Guess that guy fucked around and found out haha!"

: "Oh and send a picture of your titties bitch. @actuallyniceperson"