[ WP ] 10 years ago a being that looked human appeared in every television , every phone and every computer saying he would return one day to painfully kill anyone who committed murder , abuse or rape . Tomorrow is that day . How is society preparing ?

The Message was clear; Saloraxus made absolutely sure of that point before patching it through to every screen on Earth. *There wouldn ’ t be any misunderstandings this time. * He despised all forms of violence and had tried to eradicate them from his own planet in various ways, but each attempt had turned into another bureaucratic nightmare. At least he knew it was not exclusively a Jar ’ taak problem; violence always found a place to fester among the stars. That did not make the situation any less dire, but at least there was comfort in numbers. 
 
 So after his latest bill – Mobilization against Radical Violence in Nations – stalled on the Jar ’ taak House floor, Saloraxus took a different approach. *If they won ’ t take facts and figures seriously, perhaps a real-time application would do the trick. * And in that moment, Project Quell came to life. The idea was simple: find a suitable planet, send a message, wait a set number of years, and return to observe the results. Ten years seemed like the most practical division; the human race seemed very capable of shifting perspectives in that period of time, as the ‘ 70s and ‘ 80s clearly demonstrated. 
 
 Saloraxus even manipulated his normally oblong head – a stroke of genius, if I do say so myself – to more closely resemble the shape of his experiments ’ rounded domes. *They ’ re bound to listen to reason, * he deduced, *if the package it ’ s delivered in is familiar. * His Message, broadcast to every screen, went off without a hitch. The only thing left to do was wait, so wait he did. 
 
 *Today ’ s the day! * Saloraxus rubbed his talons together with glee as he booted the long-range feeds up one by one. *Today ’ s the day they ’ ll see nonviolence IS the answer! * The booth hummed as each viewport winked on, shaking off ten years of inactivity. 
 
 Something was wrong. 
 
 The first port should have been bustling with life – the camera sat directly above Times Square – but nothing could have been further from the truth. The next port was exactly the same; Hong Kong sat still. Saloraxus fiddled with the dials, hoping it was a simple time-sync issue, but as more ports came alive the real problem unmasked itself in all its motionless glory. 
 
 You see, balance is the key to civilization; a few nonviolent groups can live among the atrocities of the world in peace, and indeed they always have. However, when the Message struck fear into the hearts of the denizens of Earth, it unbalanced the equation. 
 
 Saloraxus turned off the ports and sat there for a long time, contemplating the dark screens that had displayed, only moments before, the apathy-induced extinction of the human race.
