The Utopia Project
I sit quietly on my patio overlooking the grand, beautiful skyline of Talbot, capital of the Mirovandian Federation. The moonlight glistens of the desert-like Martian soil, littered with oases, and reminds me of just how beautiful and tranquil this planet would seem to an outsider. As if to remind me of the world’s troubles, my watch lets out a beep and emits a bright blue hologram of Mirovandia’s president, Richard Randall. And now I fall back to reality... “Good evening, my fellow Mirovandians. Tonight I bring you an urgent message. The rumors you've been hearing are true. Kechrin forces have crossed the Ikland strait and are now within miles from the cities of Ruther and Kell.” Ruther and Kell? They are only 300 miles from here.
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He invited me to a meeting where he briefed his most trusted advisors, only a couple of days ago. I learned of his plans there.”
I suddenly remember. The soldiers facing the protestors should have been riot police. President Randall is preparing to declare martial law.
“What can we do about it? Our project has only just been complete. We now know that genetic modifications would be needed to live on Earth. Have any of you briefed the president about Project Utopia?” I say.
Both Michael and Elizabeth shake there heads. Good, I think.
“So the President doesn’t know. He would die as soon as he opens the door to his ship. We have nothing to worry about other than the nukes.”
The results of Project Utopia concluded that our species could not inhabit earth without some genetic modifications. The plan was to colonize the planet to be used as a new home in the case of a nuclear war. It seems that plan will have to be adjusted.
As if reading my thoughts, Michael says, “We need to save our species. The nukes will inevitably fall. Our species could have a new start in a new world.” “I agree.” Says Elizabeth. “It is too late to send colonists. We need to make
I sit quietly on my patio overlooking the grand, beautiful skyline of Talbot, capital of the Mirovandian Federation. The moonlight glistens of the desert-like Martian soil, littered with oases, and reminds me of just how beautiful and tranquil this planet would seem to an outsider. As if to remind me of the world’s troubles, my watch lets out a beep and emits a bright blue hologram of Mirovandia’s president, Richard Randall. And now I fall back to reality... “Good evening, my fellow Mirovandians. Tonight I bring you an urgent message. The rumors you've been hearing are true. Kechrin forces have crossed the Ikland strait and are now within miles from the cities of Ruther and Kell.” Ruther and Kell? They are only 300 miles from here.
“The …show more content…
He invited me to a meeting where he briefed his most trusted advisors, only a couple of days ago. I learned of his plans there.”
I suddenly remember. The soldiers facing the protestors should have been riot police. President Randall is preparing to declare martial law.
“What can we do about it? Our project has only just been complete. We now know that genetic modifications would be needed to live on Earth. Have any of you briefed the president about Project Utopia?” I say.
Both Michael and Elizabeth shake there heads. Good, I think.
“So the President doesn’t know. He would die as soon as he opens the door to his ship. We have nothing to worry about other than the nukes.”
The results of Project Utopia concluded that our species could not inhabit earth without some genetic modifications. The plan was to colonize the planet to be used as a new home in the case of a nuclear war. It seems that plan will have to be adjusted.
As if reading my thoughts, Michael says, “We need to save our species. The nukes will inevitably fall. Our species could have a new start in a new world.” “I agree.” Says Elizabeth. “It is too late to send colonists. We need to make