Over infertile lands and dusty paths, and under the constantly drifting, blood-red sky and burning sun, Zobby #776 ambled along through the thin dirt amidst many other Zobbies and Zobbas to the Prine. Just for clarification, a Zobby is a male, whereas a Zobba is a female. #776 had dark, reddish, puffy skin with welts across his face, almost as if his skin had been contused in some way. In fact, all Zobbs looked as such, worn and battered. The sky was huge, and the scorching sun covered a large portion of it.
Each Zobb had a specified number given to them by the Prine, the reason being so that the Prine could easily punch in a number to their tech and find every piece of information there is about that Zobb. And not just a name and a background...everything, and that means an exact location, everything they’ve said or done EVER, and several angles of them through camera. They could even pull up a personal perspective coming from that Zobb’s eyes. The Zobbs “lived,” if you could call it living, in the middle of an infinitely expanding barren desert, the sweltering sun and twinkling stars acting as their roof. They didn’t eat, nor did they drink, for they did not require nourishment to survive.They were headed to the Prine now, the dusty wind pressing into #776’s face.
Once a week the Zobbs were summoned to the Prine to take part in the Pluck. This was a reaping of death. Whomever was chosen would be sacrificed to the sun. You see, the Prine felt indebted to the sun in a way.The sun’s enormity and overbearing heat had little effect on the Zobbs. Several events can be used to back this up. At one point when “humans” roamed the Earth, the sun started acting up. “Humans” are a species of prehistoric creatures who thought they had the Earth to themselves long ago. For almost 5 billion years they developed and adapted to several small environmental changes, but the struggle and stupidity of their state kept them from evacuation and survival. When they were least expecting it the sun roasted them to a crisp. Humans would not have lasted long whether they had escaped their fiery death or not. The humans hated each other down to the marrow of their bones; the hatred was within every one of them, and they didn’t care for anyone or anything.The whole world was at war, and there was no peace. They died at a point when they were farthest apart as a species. So they were gone, and the same could be said for whatever other species had at one point coexisted with these humans. That was when the Zobb people tore themselves from the sun’s core and came to inhabit the Earth.