I'm just your friendly neighbourhood necroph-- I MEAN, normal male. WAIT NO, FEMALE. DEFINATELY FEMALE.
Notice: The name "chainsawGUTSfuk" is not permissible. ~Fox It's damn acceptable in my world, fox. ~TBP It would be hypocritical of Fox and myself to tell you off for that. -MF
I'm just your friendly neighbourhood necroph-- I MEAN, normal male. WAIT NO, FEMALE. DEFINATELY FEMALE.
Notice: The name "chainsawGUTSfuk" is not permissible. ~Fox It's damn acceptable in my world, fox. ~TBP It would be hypocritical of Fox and myself to tell you off for that. -MF
The rain has finally abated. Somehow, the water seems to be covering even Everest. The sea level has increased by 19367 cubits. I'm not sure what the source of this water is, since surely Earth doesn't have that much water. I hear rumours of God draining some planet called “Mars”. It is of no worry to me, of course. Everything down there is dead, of course. It's a pity for most of the creatures. After all, it was humans that were wicked, not sloths or elephants. The fish live on, and I'm sure they will be happy until the sea falls again. Someday people are going to find fish skeletons in the middle of the desert and be very confused indeed!
I've taken matters into my own hand and sent out a raven. The raven should be able to help with the water, somehow. I made sure to remind it not to get rid of the oceans or lakes. I also sent a dove to check up on the water. The dove later returned. No land in sight, apparently. I hope the raven hurries.
Day 251:
I sent the dove out again. It returned with an olive branch. How any olive trees survived this massive flood is beyond me, but I did find my olive seeds suspiciously missing from my collection. I'm sure God had something to do with it. I asked the dove where land is, but naturally the dove isn't talking. I forget that these creatures do not speak my language sometimes.
Day 258:
I sent the dove out yet again. It never returned. The world must be dry. I've taken off the cover of the ark, and the ground is indeed dry. Why I didn't think of this earlier is beyond me. It's January 1st, just over eight and a half months since we began construction of the ark, and the ordeal is finally over.
Day 316:
Earth is finally dry enough to leave this ship. God's told us to abandon this ship and repopulate the planet, but how that will happen from only two parents per species without serious inbreeding issues is up to him. Also, God's asked me to offer one of each creature of which I brought seven as a sacrifice to him. It seems like a bit of a waste to take the animals all the way over here, but I suppose he did give me an opportunity to survive the flood, so fair is fair. He's promised not to destroy Earth again. That's good as far as I'm concerned. I don't think I could take another one of these incidents. Ten months stuck on any ship would be enough to drive a man crazy, let alone a ship with millions of species of animal in it.
Day 317:
On second thought, I'll just have Japheth rework the DNA of the creatures to create genetic diversity. I have no idea how he will do that using our technology, but I trust he can.