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Original: Unity on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal

Transcript

Panel 1:
Green alien (a Zorblaxian): And now you will watch as we invade your planet.

Panel 2:
Green alien: You Zorblaxians think you can conquer us?! Ha!
(A bare-chested human man with reddish hair stands defiant.)

Panel 3:
Human man: We may seem disunited but we'll band together under a common enemy!

Panel 4:
Green alien: Wait, really?

Panel 5:
Human man: Yes. We may constantly be at each other's throats, fighting for dominance, but we will lock arms until the outside threat is vanquished!

Panel 6:
Green alien: I see.

Panel 7:
Green alien (speaking into a video screen showing another Zorblaxian): Hello General Zorkrang? Yes, change of plans.

Panel 8 (caption: SHORTLY...):
A TV/screen on a pole broadcasts a Zorblaxian to a city: Greetings Earth! We come in peace. Please select which leader will negotiate with us.

Panel 9 (caption: AND SO...):
A view of planet Earth engulfed in explosions/mushroom clouds.

Panel 10:
Human man (silhouetted figures standing on a hill under the stars): I can't tell if this is ironic or utterly predictable.
Green alien: I dunno, but the guys back on Zorblax think it's comedy gold.

Votey:
A close-up of a smirking face (the alien's perspective character) with a small speech bubble: Heh.

Alt text

An SMBC comic. A green alien with a pointed-helmet head, a Zorblaxian, threatens to invade Earth. A bare-chested red-haired man scoffs that humanity is disunited but will band together against a common enemy, locking arms until the outside threat is vanquished. The alien says 'I see,' then video-calls 'General Zorkrang' to announce a change of plans. SHORTLY: a public screen broadcasts the aliens saying 'We come in peace. Please select which leader will negotiate with us.' AND SO: Earth is shown covered in mushroom-cloud explosions — the aliens triggered humanity's self-destruction simply by removing the unifying threat and forcing them to pick a single leader. On a hilltop under the stars, two silhouettes talk: 'I can't tell if this is ironic or utterly predictable.' / 'I dunno, but the guys back on Zorblax think it's comedy gold.' Votey: a close-up of a smug smirking face saying 'Heh.'

Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.