The Message
Apr. 23rd, 2013 10:44 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
theresistancemodsMy name is Jake. I’m a kid from planet Earth. Leader of the Animorphs, and what’s left of planet Earth’s resistance.
A few years ago, my friends and I were walking home from the mall when an alien crash landed in the construction site, and he had just enough time to tell us about the Yeerk invasion and give us the chance to fight back before they caught him. Visser Three, leader of the Yeerk forces on Earth, killed him before our eyes. We were lucky to get away before he could kill us, too.
Yeerks. Gray slugs that crawl in through your ear and wrap themselves around your brain. They take complete control of you, leaving you helpless, trapped and alone inside your own body. You can’t move. You can’t speak. They do that for you. They can even read all of your memories. They learn how to play you so well that no one – not even your family or closest friends – will know that you’re not the one calling the shots anymore. They could take over the world, and no one would ever know about it until it was too late.
Except us.
We fought back. Even if it was just the five of us – six, once we found Ax – we weren’t going to let humanity go without a fight. We were a thorn in Visser Three’s side for years. But it didn’t last.
We lost the war. We lost too many people – good people – to get where we are now, to save us all, but we failed them. The Earth we knew is gone, humanity enslaved. And now the Yeerks are looking for other worlds to conquer. They’ve even discovered a way to get into entirely different dimensions through a place we call Z-space. I know. I’ve been there.
If you’re getting this transmission, it means we’re still fighting, but your world is in danger. We may have lost Earth, but we’re not giving up on it or any other world out there. Funny thing about us humans. Even in the face of impossible odds, we never give up on freedom. The Yeerks could never understand that.
But we need help. Only a few of us are still free to fight back, and the Yeerks are still going strong. Maybe you’re one of them – a Controller with a slug in your head.. We can’t know that. But it’s a risk we have to take. If we let them keep spreading, they’ll take over everything. Every world, every dimension. And then we’ll have really lost. Your world is at stake, just like Earth was. Help us, and we’ll help you. We’ve already watched them take over one world. We won’t do it again.
Send us a message. This device will connect you to a network specifically designed to spread through as many dimensions as we need it to. Don’t ask me how. I’m not a scientist. But if you use it to send us a message, we’ll get it. Ask for help. Proof, if you need it. Whatever’s happening, just let us know, and we’ll find a way to help.
I know it sounds crazy. Trust me, I thought so, too, when this began. But it isn’t. The Yeerks are real, and they won’t stop with our universe. They’ll come for yours, too.
Maybe they’re already there.
A few years ago, my friends and I were walking home from the mall when an alien crash landed in the construction site, and he had just enough time to tell us about the Yeerk invasion and give us the chance to fight back before they caught him. Visser Three, leader of the Yeerk forces on Earth, killed him before our eyes. We were lucky to get away before he could kill us, too.
Yeerks. Gray slugs that crawl in through your ear and wrap themselves around your brain. They take complete control of you, leaving you helpless, trapped and alone inside your own body. You can’t move. You can’t speak. They do that for you. They can even read all of your memories. They learn how to play you so well that no one – not even your family or closest friends – will know that you’re not the one calling the shots anymore. They could take over the world, and no one would ever know about it until it was too late.
Except us.
We fought back. Even if it was just the five of us – six, once we found Ax – we weren’t going to let humanity go without a fight. We were a thorn in Visser Three’s side for years. But it didn’t last.
We lost the war. We lost too many people – good people – to get where we are now, to save us all, but we failed them. The Earth we knew is gone, humanity enslaved. And now the Yeerks are looking for other worlds to conquer. They’ve even discovered a way to get into entirely different dimensions through a place we call Z-space. I know. I’ve been there.
If you’re getting this transmission, it means we’re still fighting, but your world is in danger. We may have lost Earth, but we’re not giving up on it or any other world out there. Funny thing about us humans. Even in the face of impossible odds, we never give up on freedom. The Yeerks could never understand that.
But we need help. Only a few of us are still free to fight back, and the Yeerks are still going strong. Maybe you’re one of them – a Controller with a slug in your head.. We can’t know that. But it’s a risk we have to take. If we let them keep spreading, they’ll take over everything. Every world, every dimension. And then we’ll have really lost. Your world is at stake, just like Earth was. Help us, and we’ll help you. We’ve already watched them take over one world. We won’t do it again.
Send us a message. This device will connect you to a network specifically designed to spread through as many dimensions as we need it to. Don’t ask me how. I’m not a scientist. But if you use it to send us a message, we’ll get it. Ask for help. Proof, if you need it. Whatever’s happening, just let us know, and we’ll find a way to help.
I know it sounds crazy. Trust me, I thought so, too, when this began. But it isn’t. The Yeerks are real, and they won’t stop with our universe. They’ll come for yours, too.
Maybe they’re already there.
