"Ego World "
In a universe where great quantities of matter are spread over even greater distances,
compounded by complex material relationships between particles that don't really exist,
the possibilities can get somewhat interesting.
Consider systems existing within this universe that preserve their form.
This is no simple feat. New resources must be acquired as existing ones are depleted.
Dangerous obstacles must constantly be avoided.
However, if there are any mistakes in the design, the system will eventually fail.
Therefore, a team effort is usually put forth to preserve the form.
This process is repeated until it's not fun anymore.
Man, I'm *tired* of engaging reproductive activities!
A system of redundancy is eventually developed.
In the event of an accident, a backup is downloaded to a new body.
What's the last thing you remember?
I just backed myself up. Then I woke up on this table.
Yeah, apparently you had a rough day yesterday.
A network of servers cover the globe, maintaining redundant backups.
Backups are pirated and hybrids are created.
Great minds of the time are combined with sex symbols to create near godlike individuals.
Eventually, an individual's form is only limited by their imagination.
Some people become microscopic travelers while others become towering war machines.
Empire State Building? Could we hitch a ride? We've jumped off 23 times today!
*Who said that?*
Me. We're in your ear.
OTHEr MICRO DUDES
Hi. Hi there. Hey. What's up.
Scientists calculate that it's statistically impossible for someone *not* to destroy the planet in the next five years.
The individual has became too powerful and chaotic.
Even someone with the best of intentions will eventually cause a global catastrophe by mistake.
After avoiding it for as long as possible, space travel becomes the only option for survival.
However, the problems of inter-solar travel are too complex to solve in a few years.
There are no survivors. The era of ego ends. The cycle of life starts anew.
Back To 2012...
INT. TWO PEOPLE TALKING
We need to figure out our own problems before we worry about space travel.
All we're doing on this planet is fighting over resources that exist in infinite quantities, *everywhere!*
It took us a hundred thousand years to be able to occasionally not smash each other's heads in.
How long do you think it'll take us to learn to live in peace and harmony?
You, like, have no faith in humanity, man.