ok so like imagine an alien landing and doing the whole “take me to your leader” spiel, and you’re just like “aight” bc aliens are fuckin cool, but the problem is the president is on the completely other side of the country, so you have to go on a cross country road trip with said alien
I feel like those tumblr posts that are all like “blows a kiss for the aliens” and “when will the aliens come to take me away from this planet”, while well-intentioned for our visitors from beyond the stars, might end up like that crowd of people on Independence Day who are cheering the aliens and holding these signs about how much they love them on top of the skyscrapers while everyone else is fleeing the city before the hatch opens up on the mothership and the giant laser cannon emerges to greet them
listen, if we’re right then we’re on the right side of history and get to leave this Hell Planet behind, and if we’re wrong then we finally experience the merciful embrace of death. it’s a win-win
i feel like “fighting game where none of the female characters’ anatomy and outfits are bizarrely sexualized/fetishized” would be a pretty groundbreaking concept at this point