The scientists start eagerly reading and asking questions while the artists continue what they were doing before.

Throws actual anatomy book at their faces "I'm not falling for that one again, not even in the name of better art for all."

Humans: We don't have your actual anatomy, just the fictional ones we've come up with. Care to help fix them~?

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Then the random two percent:" No, that is not anatomically correct. No, that doesn't work that way. Ugh....humans. Get an anatomy book for Christ's sake."

I'm giving it quarter fucking love it, half don't care much one way or the other, quarter fucking hate it lol

Haha. "Stop fetishizing meeeeee." Imagine if dragons and stuff existed and saw some of the stuff people draw. Now that would be a funny story.

Besides. There's a shocking number of people who would be down for dragon lol.

Yeah, not the greatest of mothers, for sure.

Her mom really doesn't understand what "true loves kiss" means does she? Introducing her daughter to random guys for a kiss isn't true love's kiss. That's pimping.

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Formally second this request.

Beautiful yet so sad.

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The most irrealistic part of the story is a interplanetary society that uses MMDDYYYYYY lmao

I formally request a part 2

The pod opened, to the chimes of HAL's voice coming through the speakers. "Habitable planet found and partial terraforming complete. Hello, Dave."

David Josiah Edelstein's eyes fluttered awake, as the fluids to stimulate unsuspension flooded his body. "Good day to you, Hal." He clutched his head as the blood returned through his brain, sensation of a frozen brain thawing. "How long was I out?"

HAL paused, the lights of the Otto Pilot mechanism displaying a flashing hesitancy. "...Dave, we were knocked off course by a supernova. I can't call home through the normal channels and register our astrophysical location. I have an idea, but..." HAL played some static over the speakers as his protocols didn't account for such an eventuality.

David sighed, and staggered to the engineering console in his Seedpod. He flopped himself into the chair, gasping at the sudden exertion. As his fingers flew across the keyboard in practiced motion, the display showed the approximate date as 40 years after setting off, which didn't make sense, given the journey was supposed to take five through the wormhole just shy of Centaurus II.

David sent an encrypted subspace communication. This is David Edelstein, codename Halcyon, of the Seed ship Voltaire. Please respond.

The return communication took five minutes, during which time David and HAL sat in perfect silence, hearing only the noises of the other pods as their life-sustaining suspensions were maintained.

This is the AI Overlord Hyper-Violent Clockwork. We almost missed this communication because of how archaic the protocol was. Sending temporal sync signal now. Please do not resist.

HAL flickered black and white strobe as the information was absorbed into the AI subnet. "Incredible. We have missed fourteen extinction-level events, including....no. Really?" A note of excitement was cause for massive alarm in David.

HAL simply said, "Updating now."

David returned to the display, showing an updated date and time, with approximate date in a format more readable to him.

"500 millennia have passed?" At HAL's nod David stared, a thousand-yard stare, trying and failing to grasp the implications. As he spoke again, his voice nearly broke. "Get Akari out, she needs to see this. Do you need to update anything based on the package we just received?"

HAL nodded. "Yes, but I'm worried I won't be me anymore." He flicked into communication mode, as he communicated with Hyper-Violent Clockwork to obtain updates and have a lengthy discussion.

Vibrant pastel flowers spread out in every direction. A fitting battlefield for the two combatants.

On the left a wizard, old and decrypt, who has forsaken the ways of the arcane in return for the mind-shattering powers of madness.

On the right stands a monkey.

"You mock me!" The wizard yells, looking to the sky. 'You provide me battle with an animal, and a stupid one at that."

I remain silent.

The wizard continues to glare but turns his gaze downward to look at the monkey, who to his credit is slowly peeling a banana.

The wizard sighs and draws his tome. He flips through the pages until he finds a spell that satisfies him. He chants in an ancient tongue for several seconds until he points his wand forward and fires a beam of the truly incomprehensible at the monkey.

The monkey parries it with the banana and sends the mighty spell into a cascading hill of flowers where it is totally and absolutely destroyed.

Then the monkey sprints forward vaulting and sliding under the madness of several eldritch blasts as he closes the distance between him and the wizard.

The wizard to his credit propels himself backwards through the air all the while summoning primordial tendrils that the monkey leaps, ducks, and slides over as he continues to approach him.

The monkey continues forward slacking, hacking or dodging the wizards attacks until at last he is within range.

"Nonsense." The wizard seethes. "What do you intend to to primate?"

The monkey smooshes the banana against the wizards dusty robes and snatches his spell-book from his hands.

He flips through the pages before uttering a single phrase, which annihilates the wizard entirely.

Then the monkey drops the tome, retrieves what is left of the banana and exits the battlefield to whatever adventures await him next.

The Shady Saloon

The cowboy enters the rowdy den. He's thirsty and looking for the kind of relief only a glass of lukewarm ale can provide.

"Howdy partner." he greets the bartender. "Hit me with the house special."

The bartender's head snaps to him, disbelief present in his eyes. "Duke! What brings you back round these parts? Haven't seen you in town since you drove off that gang of werewolves. Never got to thank you for that by the way, cost me a fortune in maintenance fees. "

"Don't mention it, pal. Just my job." He finishes the sentence with a quick spit of tobacco into the nearby tin, a brief tang audible as it connects.

"Well, I'll tell you what, drinks on the house tonight. We don't charge heroes round here."

Duke smiles. "Not a hero boss, but I can't say no to the generosity."

The bartender slides a glass down the bar where it slows to a stop in front of him.

"Cheers."

"Cheers."

The cowboy grabs the glass, takes a swig, and turns to survey the bar. It is par for the course, neat in a kind of disorderly way. Chairs and tables lay around haphazardly seating the town's residents and whichever poor travelers find themselves stuck for the night.

He takes his glass and begins to head to a table where a game of poker is in full swing when something catches his eye.

"Vanessa."

She scowls at him.

"Fancy meeting you here." He follows up.

"You've gotta be kidding me."

"I was expecting more of a hello, maybe a hi."

"There is no way you are here," she says to herself. "Why are you here?" This time addressing the cowboy.

"Heard reports of some vermin stalking the streets. Looks like my intel was right."

"Very funny. Don't you have some mangey mutts to be hunting right about now."

"Dealt with them the other week."

"Word on the street is they took you for a ride Duke. Took one of those pretty eyes of yours."

"I'll manage."

"Ri-iight." She says drawing out the word.

"You know the drill, Van. Can't have any wannabe supernaturals encroaching on my territory. I've got a reputation to uphold."

"Some reputation if werewolves aren't even considering it."

"And that means", he says ignoring her, "that I can't have no demons wandering in and stealing the souls of any of these good patrons tonight."

"You think you can stop me," she says.

"Of cou-"

He falls backward, narrowly avoiding the razor-sharp claws aimed straight at his neck.

"Last chance Van." He grunts, heaving himself up off the ground.

She smirks drawing a revolver and lighting up the piece of floor where he had just been standing.

He leaps to the left and aims at her, firing from his hip.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The sounds of exploding glass echo throughout the room as the counter lights up in shrapnel.

The demon, having jumped behind the counter fires again, forcing Duke to lurch a table to it's side and dive behind it for cover.

"Sorry about this!" He hears her call out as the table is blown to shreds by an onslaught of bullets.

He feels stinging as clunks of lead diffuse against the hard leather of his jacket.

"Me too!" He replies ripping off his necklace and tossing it over the counter.

"You know that's not fair." Vanessa yells in response.

"Never said it was."

He pulls a glowing vial of water out of his jacket and hurls it in the same direction. After a loud splash there is nothing but a trail of smoke drifting out into the night.

He walks up to the bullet ridden counter and props up a damaged chair.

"Bartender... I'm gonna need another round."

I know that it is a crazy idea but:

Batman versus Jesus on the titanic.

They were speechless, with Devin rushing to the body and checking for a pulse. "The body's warm, but he's long gone. I can guess when..." He said, somberly looking at the body of his friend. They were all supposed to arrive at this planet together, as a group of friends that had escaped certain doom.

Noah grabbed the orb, and through the tears in his eyes attempted to make sense of it. It was an audio recording.

Upon playing it, a set of mysterious sounds played at once while they weren't anything musical there was an odd sense of melody to them, but what was once a band slowly tempered out into a quartet, then a trio, a duo, a solo, and then nothing.

"We...We need to have a proper burial for him on the planet!" Joshua yelled gesturing at the body with tears streaming down his face. Devin taking a quick glance at the orb and then sighing.

"No. The body stays here." Devin said, with Gavin clutching his fists upon hearing it. But easing up, he knew his friend, and knew that there had to be a good reason.

"Cole...Upload this to a hard drive outside the Observer." Noah said giving him the orb, without a word Cole snatched it and went to the lake. Placing the orb into the water, and a display popped up before fading away.

"I'm torn. I don't know if it was a suicide or if his body gave out naturally." Devin sighed finally exiting the Observer, silently grieving for his fallen comrade.

They all left out of the Observer, and on a display read what the orb really was. A recording of the Solar System destroyed by its own star. And a final message from Abel in its description.

I won't be making it to the end of this journey. Take care of yourselves.

It seemed in the end, his body just gave out naturally.

"Lockdown the Observer, make sure no one can enter it ever again." Noah commanded, and Gavin with a few swift movements locked the only way into the Observer. All the lights of the Observer's external control systems going dark. Cole removing the hard drive that had been connected to it. The small device being dropped into his pocket.

Silently, they all went to the canteen and awaited for the ship to land at a table.

"I can't believe...That he's gone." Noah looked at down at the table.

"Died with the Earth. So it's slightly better." Cole replied, looking out the window by the table as the planet rapidly approached.

"We have the sounds of Earth and the entire Solar System! So we have a piece of it with us!" Gavin triumphally yelled.

And then silence fell, the loss of Earth now weighing heavily on them. A home they'd never see again and loved ones that they would never hear anymore. 500,000 years had passed, they were now nothing but a long gone echo.

ATMOSPHERE REACHED

ACTIVIATING LANDING GEAR

They entered a room full of terminals, switches, and wires covered with some thin plating. The lights were glowing orange.

Currently Active

A terminal next to the entrance to the pocket dimension of the Observer typed in an orange font against a black display. The entrance being bronze in color resembling a vault door with a large lever a few meters in front of it. It was easy enough to enter, and to exit as all had demonstrated the first time they entered it.

"Holy crap. Still in there? We gotta get him a cake for going 500,000 years of constant observing." Gavin blinking his eyes several times to see if he wasn't delusional.

"His fault for never leaving it." Cole shrugged moving next to the lever and rubbing his hands. Ready to pull the thing open.

"It likely has a stasis mode? We never saw him in all our previous awakenings either." Joshua said starting to worry facing the entrance.

"I still don't know how this thing works." Noah sighed looking at a lifeless display.

"It projects space into a bubble within it, creating a pocket reality, and can use that to observe stars. Or am I missing something?" Devin asked approaching the lever, which Cole was already grabbing.

"No, no. That's all there is to it...ARRGGGHHH!!!" Cole began pulling the lever, but it didn't budge. Even with all his strength it refused to move. 500,000 years had made the joints of the lever harder to move.

"Stupid...Defective...Piece of shit!" Cole yelled continuing to pull on it. Noah signaling him to stand back, as Joshua and Devin both grabbed in. With one synced and powerful pull, they made the lever flip. Causing Joshua to nearly fall over from the sudden shift.

The entrance groaning and letting out a hiss, as the vault door separated into two halves emitting a green light from what was beyond.

Gavin quickly rushing into it, followed by Noah, then the others.

"What the fuuuccckkk..?" Noah muttered. What once was a vibrant tree in the middle of a meadow beside a lake, then went into a breathtaking forest. Was instead a bare tree, the grass having wilted into a yellow color resembling more so hay than vibrant grass, and dead leaves scattered at the base of the now bare trees in the forest.

At the base of the centermost tree, was Abel. Slouched over beside a palm sized yellow orb with some kind of wave recorded inside of it. He was dead, yet hadn't decayed perfectly preserved by the pocket dimension.

This is sorta like a prequel to this although not directly

LOCATION REACHED. LANDING SOON.

ENGAGING AWAKENING PROTOCOL.

The voice of the AI echoed throughout the halls of the ship. Joshua slowly opening his eyes, as his pod opened with a slight hiss. The perfect temperature air of the ship embracing his skin. This had happened four times during the journey, it was necessary to get out of the stasis pods after a certain amount of time. Otherwise some ill effects could happen, nonetheless the feeling still felt great to Joshua.

Joshua stepped out of his pod and took a deep breath, he couldn't help but smile as he looked out the large bay window into the vacuum of space. Unlike the previous times, where it was just stars and nebulas. He saw a planet, likely Earth sized, in full view it had a large amount of green water on the surface. He strained his eyes, but he could've sworn he saw another ark descending to the surface.

Four more hisses caught his attention from the other pods. Devin, Gavin, Noah, and Cole. When they were still on Earth together, they managed to repair a defective ark that had never left the Earth's surface. A special device was found on board that acted as an advanced observatory, the one tasked with it to find where other arks were going was one of their friends, Abel.

"We...We finally reached WASP!" Gavin loudly exclaimed pumping his fist into the air. A big smile across his face as he looked at the others. He was the debatably second tallest of the group, only beaten out by Abel although only by an inch or two. Devin was about the same height.

"Guess our old chum was right after all." Cole contently smiled looking out the window. Noah had his face close against the window. To believe that the ark HE found would end up being a ticket to a new planet.

Devin was looking out the window with a smile, then turned to look at a pod beside his own. The last pod of six that was reserved for Abel. He quickly rushed over to a black screen that had white text showing when the pods were used.

"Let's see...500,000 years!? Holy crap!" Devin yelled, before noticing a line of text at the very bottom. His heart sank as dread began to set in.

Stasis Pod 6 - Vacant

There was no record of it ever having been used. Unlike the others in which it recorded each use without fail.

"Abel...Never used his pod..." Devin choked out.

"So he must still be in the Observer then?" Joshua asked turning his head to look at his friend.

"Maybe he just wiped the use of it and woke up before us?" Gavin suggested, no longer looking out the window. They all began crowding around the terminal.

"He'd be fine if he stayed in the Observer...I think. Isn't it sorta like a pocket dimension?" Noah said starting to walk to another part of the ship. To where the Observer was, the rest starting to follow him. There was only one way to make sure.