Aliens discover celebrity fandoms (Elvis, Morgan Freeman, etc.) and take them for human religions.
(#00644 - A279)
[AN: This is going to be interesting because the Amalgam Universe does possess the First Church of Elvis…]
From the journals of Kor'kor the Fascinated:
The humans, as always, were very welcoming and allowed me to trade for a ticket to their ceremonial enclosure. The sacrament was a large portion of exploded grain. Perhaps a sacrifice to the spirits?
The exploded grains were coated with a greasy substance that rendered the foamy remains of food flavourful and interesting. Of course, I preserved a sample for later analysis, but I already expect it to be deleterious to long-term survival.
The altar initially seemed to be a plain, white sheet, but when the lights lowered, it was revealed to be a surface to project images on. These were rather primitive, given other media examples from the humans, and I suspect the events projected onto the screen occurred a very long relative time ago.
There was no sound. What dialogue there was occurred via plates filled with the written word. And it soon became apparent that it was one of these ancient players that the humans had come to worship.
His name was Buster Keaton. And he evidenced some very typical manifestations of human insanity. Among examples I have seen, he had courted numerous injuries by tumbling down an escalating staircase, failing to leap across the gap between two tall buildings, racing against a landslide, and allowing a building to fall down around him.
The humans around me seemed to believe these were feats worth admiration.
I declined to voice my opinions out loud.
I posit that survival against the odds can elevate some humans to the levels of godhood. Or at least minor deity-ship. The fact that these survivals were documented strictly for the sake of entertainment is an avenue of human sociology that may warrant further investigation.
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