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Threads - Meet Alex®

Ever wonder what it's like to live with an Animal that can walk, talk and speak like a Human? You could say it's interesting... Sometimes even fun when you get into deeper thought. But for me?

Year is 2023. The whole world has gone to hell. Moscow... New York, Rome, all those places. Run down and completely overtaken by rebellion. Who stands strong? London, of all places. Or so they say. Why? Because humanity itself can no longer breed. To procreate. To continue the Human race itself.

London is in fact crumbling, and falling in line like all and so many of the others, with a dystopian London fractious with violence and warring nationalistic sects.

What makes it worse is that the whole war itself is against those of the Carbine. Carbine? Eh... Strange people. Well actually not people at all. They're pretty much animals that can walk and talk, and everything that a Human can do but still keeping instincts and primal abilities.

What's the war? Huh... simple Humans doing what they do best. Making a complete fuck up of everything. It's as if we have gone back to our old ways. Before the pact. War raging again. And what has it done to us? Set us right back to square one.

The Humans began to steal away the Carbine. Foxes, Felines and near most one of each Animal from under the very sun was taken away as if a whisper exhaled from the shadows, and never seen again.

The testing began again. Probing the mind, taking away the thought of the creatures who we once admired, but now hate, and treat as if they were dirt. Not to mention the slavery that started up again. Humans are all the same. Greed, poverty, or even the simple misunderstanding to another beings way of life can change their own opinion in seconds, and change it in any way possible if they feel remotely challenged or opposed.

The Carbine are an incredibly strong race. But they lack the arms that the Humans own and create to detain the creatures away from civilisation. Indoctrination runs in the countries, presenting ill and wrong facts of the Carbine to all be vicious, primal and evil beings that would kill you in a heartbeat. Sounds as if Nazi Germany woke up and took over the reins.

Of course, not everyone agrees with sort of battlement to the Carbine. Many believe that they should live among Humans freely, and to be treated equally like everyone else. But in a Country that is practically run by the police, and split up into Human, and Carbine districts, that's very hard to get across.

Walls were built. Watch towers stood tall, looming over the Carbine as oppression and a way to "Ensure Human safety and well being."

They're ghettos... nothing but putrid and cramped living spaces. Well for rebellion there are, and still are many attempts to break back against the Humans themselves. Jumping over the walls, trying to escape any way they can. The poor souls are simply shot where they stood.

Sometimes I walk through the street on the way to work when the traffic is congested. You just see... bodies... everywhere that the police haven't been to collect up. And the looks on their faces when they move from one place to the other by escort.

I want it to stop, I want to help. But with the Government controlling, policing and in charge of everything, I would be shot or prosecuted.

It's sort of hard wanting to help someone when you actually work for the company that keeps them suppressed. I never wanted to take it really. I had little money, and all of that guilt tripping story. It paid handsomely so I took it.

It's all just a big mess that seems to have been nicely laid out.