All the bad aliens journeyed back to earth, hoping this reality will turn out as kind and giving as last time, but upon arrival, they were immediately brushed-off by most like dandruff.
Andy was heartbroken. “Is it my face?” He said to himself, “Is it my voice? Is it the way I move?” Little did he know, they were now competing with an infinite amount of content.
They camouflaged themselves in items they thought the public might notice and digest easier, but to no avail. Cynicism was alive and well. This delighted Zykametrios as it appealed to his worst nature and allowed him the opportunity to utter “I told you so.”
They distanced themselves from Earth and temporarily settled on planet Shlaarslaarz, located in Sector 11, where frequencies travel faster and farther than anywhere else in the galaxy.
“Well, we could show them why we’re the superior species.” Zykametrios suggested, “Maybe then they’ll stop looking at their screens all the time!”
“We’re nothing but outcasts!” Andy declared in frustration, “There’s no point in us preaching about superiority. Let’s make them understand that no one’s story is too different to be neglected”
Zykametrios hated being wrong, but he got on board and they started transmitting.
Those signals became…
“Transmissions from Sector 11”
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