Dick Greyson (nightwinging_it) wrote in valarnet, @ 2012-07-26 12:53:00 |
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Current mood: | anxious |
Entry tags: | cassandra anderson, dick grayson (nightwing), kitty pryde (shadowcat), remy lebeau (gambit) |
Okay, Who Fed The Furballs After Midnight?
...And now this happens and these...things were there to greet me when I got to work Monday.
You know, at first I thought it was pretty cute and kind of harmless. New little pets or something like that. Watching them now? I am CONVINCED that they're the first round of the alien invasion force. I've read Ender's Game, I know how advance strike forces work. Maybe not tomorrow, maybe not next month or year, but these little bastards are probably paving the way for something worse. They'll knock us off our guard, maybe excrete something invisible, with no smell, taste or other detection method, that leaves us all vulnerable when the REAL invaders come. How could something that cute do anything but?
...Maybe I'm a little too dramatic here, but you're an intelligent network, and some of you are just as crazy as I am, you get my points. The thing is, we don't know what we're dealing with, or when or why. It's...worrying. A lot. And they just keep reproducing. Who knows that the hundreth time one of them does it isn't the time it becomes a Hollywood style threat?
Have the scientists working on this found anything definite? Anybody else have solutions other than the plant ideas I've seen and sent the interns looking for? I'm not trying to be histrionic or anything, only I actually AM histrionic, because this is getting pretty close to taking up one of our entire floors.
So, uh seriously, any updates would be GREAT.