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Spectating with an Overactive Imagination
Jupiter is tossed forward and creates several cataclysmic collisions. Neptune and mercury are knocked entirely off their orbits, and in our solar system nothing will ever be quite as predictable. Suddenly, Venus can support life again, as it rolls further and further from the glossy sun. The asteroid belt needs to be redrawn.
A tie-string bag lay on the outskirts of the universe, slumped over rather picturesque. It was a burlap black hole, sucking marble planets out of tesseract filled dimensions and excreting them into this. Clack clack clack! Oh, the devastation of extraterrestrial battle fields! Species after species are flung from a green blue planet with gravity no longer able to tolerate this spherical brutality.
"How dare they," thinks Gaia to herself. Her oceans pour from her, now also unrestrained. It begins to rain once again over all the silky fabric of space and time. The belt will not be reconstructed today, so the children pack up existence into their burlap black holes and head home. They whistle for el chupacabra, not wanting him drenched in the downpour.
