~~Unfortunately, my job is forcing me to spend valuable time
doing other things… I’m not able to get down to the nitty
gritty and put plans in motion…
That’s why I’m asking for some help… If anyone has extra
time and/or the mind to scheme up the best way to take the
world out please let me know…
If any poster here has made a similar
request to the board or is already in the works on the same
type of plan, I apologize and maybe we’d do well to get together…
thanks in advance
Why destroy it when you can use the same time and energy to just take over? A one-world government! Whoo-hoo!
I get Holland, by the way. Y’all can fight amongst yourselves for the rest of it, but I want my homeland under my tyrannical rule - I mean, my kind, gentle guidance. 
-Syko
I should have some spare time in a few weeks as I’ll likely get laid off. I’m with SirSyko though. Why destroy when you can conquer?
And I have no problems with Syko getting Holland, but I get control of mid-USA, specifically my home state of Missouri and maybe one or two adjacent areas.
no, no…
after reading this horrible travesty against knowledge, i agree that planetary destruction is the only option.
so, how do you want to go about that? nuclear weapons at the earth’s core? supervirus programs released into defense neworks, causing automatic launch sequences to touch off? thermite used in ingenious ways?
economic collapse?
or, do you just want to build some heavy mecha and lay waste to all major cities?
Well, I am already involved in a world domination conspiracy here, but I suppose it’s a good idea to cover all the bases.
So I’m in. I require the West Coast of North America from Monterey up to Seattle, Pacific coast to the Sierra Nevadas.
Resistance is futile.
~~After watching an episode of the Powerpuff Girls the other
night, I’m convinced that total destruction is feasible.
…the only way to cleanse the earth…
There’s just too many things in this world that has turned
sour to do anything good with it…
There’s too many car dealers with too many discounts…
…too many football commentators, too many play by plays…
…too many news networks with too much damn news…
…too many good looking 15 year old girls at the mall,
walking with too many wannabe-thug gangstas…
…too many forensic investigation shows, with too much info…
…too many companies sending me too much junk mail…
…too many frozen foods at the grocery store that’s too crowded…
…too many old rock stars making too many comeback albums…
…too many excuses…
It’s time to fix things. I’m thinking about igniting the
earth’s atmosphere…
oh! i’d gladly help; leave me a note, i’m ready when you are!
The best ways I believe are :
#1 drill a deep hole and let the pressure out
#2 (missed oppertunity since Boris is now out) Go to Russia
and give Boris Yeltsin a crate of polish strong (160% proof on the american scale) and let him get real drunk.So drunk he might get into the phase where people do dares no matter how stupid , dare him to press that big red button on his desk . (unfortunately Boris ceased to be Russian president a while ago)
Pshaw. As if.
Shoo, off to Belgium, kiddo. The Netherlands (as our Kingdom is rightly called) is not up for grabs.
Comrades, depression is a hateful substance; never let depression throw its net over you, and when it happens, tear your own way out, for there will be no one there to help you.
oh god!
but what about the Baboons?
someone think of the Baboons!
~Anticay, for the sake of Baboons everywhere, lets go for world domination.
I get Texas.
That’s already being organized. Jump on board.
You could always use dihydrogen monoxide.
I prefer more precision…
Are you talking about killing all humans, all plants and animals, everything down to anthrax spores, or scattering the powder of the plant through the solar system, if there’s a solar system left?
I suggest an attack on the Sun. Something that will make it belch and pass gas.
Yeah, that’s the ticket.
I won’t tell you exactly how to destroy the world, but I’ll surely give you some hints: Incindiery explosives, a midget on a motercycle with a bullwhip, and free-range chickens, lots of free-range chickens. Think about it.
Well, I might be able to find Mr. Neutron for you - my cat and Teddy Salad go to the same vet.
i think “eradication of civilization, but not all life” would be sufficient, probably. it means i get to play with this nice Mecha whilst blowing urban centers to shrapnel.
well, it’s not REALLY a mecha, more a large battlesuit, but it stil works.
it’s about thirty feet tall, and about twelve wide when it stands spread; built like a very hefty linebacker. it has an three-inch-thick armoring curtain hanging to it’s knees, making it look like it’s wearing a giant steel kilt. the operator stands inside a free-motion chamber, with all his/her movements wired to the control system so the suit follows it’s wearer’s motions. all weapons and incedental functions are controlled by voice commands, and supported by top of the line targeting computers and chaotic prediction software. it also has a fusion core, and three booster jets; one each in each small of it’s “back”, and one set slightly foreward in it’s “crotch”.
it packs a hefty armament, too, carrying;
a collapsable 120[sub]MM[/sub] cannon on the left shoulder, with twenty each of the following rounds; HE concussion explosive, sabot armor piercing /w no explosive, and incendiary shells. it also has one plutonium miniature rocket, for all your baby-nuke needs.
a mini-missle launcher is on the right shoulder, with four small barrels, each containing a single small HE missle that can draw a lock individually. the torso contains many more minimissles, each ready to be autoloaded into the launcher.
holstered on the right thigh there are two guns- one that fire light explosive AP rounds at a rate of three per second, and a MiniGun variant that fires small-caliber 9[sub]MM[/sub] bullets at the blistering rate of 7000 rounds per minute. fun.
holstered on the left thigh is a heavy-payload claw-style rocket laucher. this launcher has some hefty ammo, too.it has three small F.A.E. bombs, which are the really heavy hitters. it has fractic rockets, each containing a carbon-monofilament mesh and some tiny iridium beads to give the net weight. shreddy! it also has five carpet incendiary rockets, to brighten up your day.
the last weapon would be a compressed-air blastbead gun set in the left palm. it would have four types of bead; firestarter incendiaries, like they use to start back burns against forest fires; light explosive shells, like small grenades; some concussion shells, which would shatter glass and stun people, but would be MUCH less lethal than everything else; and finally some stungas beads, which would release non-lethal gases that would put all who were exposed to them into unconsiousness, and would decay and dissapate before anyone could recieve a lethal dose.
it’s huge. it’s slow. it’s unstoppable.
IT’S THE DIAMOND X BATTLESUIT!
[sup]ahh, thank goodness for my semi-psychotic dreams of destruction! without them, i could never come up with ideas like this![/sup]
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:vrr-VRRRR! boom!: :vrr-VRRRR! thump!: :vrr-VRRRR! thud!: :vrr-VRRRR! thud!: :vrr-VRRRR! zzt!: :vrr-VRRRR!: :vrr-VRRRR! vrr-VRRRR! vrr-VRRRR! vrr-VRRRR! vrr-VRRRR! vrr-VRRRR! vrr-VRRRR! vrr-VRRRR!:
“boosters!”
:FOOOOOSH!:
the Diamond X rises magestically into the sky, as the shoulder cannon swings out and readies to launch a plutonium rocket at the nearest major population center; in this case, downtown Kansas City.
“time to test this awesome mechanism’s capabilities!”
the tracking reticicles converge, and a tone sounds.
“BWA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!”
to be continued…
If the astronomers are correct, wait about 5 billion years and it will be done for you.
Short of that, our civilization does not have nearly enough energy at hand to do much more than destroy ourselves.
Best bet: get an asteroid. Hit the earth, in the ocean.
Second best bet: Set off a lot of nukes over a supervolcano, like Yellowstone.
I’d say good luck, but hey- I like Earth.
I believe that you need a Uranium PU-38 Space Modulator.
Along with, of course, a loyal but dumb dog and 10,000 Dehydrated Martians.