Humans are Space Orcs
Humans love destruction. Not crush entire planets and wipe out civilizations kind of destructive. Although we have done so in the past. To our own people too.
Not all alien species know about the human history of destruction. Those humans classified with psychopathic tendencies don’t qualify to go into space and leave Earth. So most aliens haven’t experienced the human destruction.
We love it. We knock over towers of cards our friends built. We tear up paper for the fun of it. Don’t even mention bubble wrap. Pop pop goes the plastic. There is no purpose other than our enjoyment.
Martial arts and war games online. It is simply in our nature, no matter how kind and peaceful you are.
Some aliens notice after months on a ship with a human member. Some don’t say anything because the galactic court rules humans to be a loyal and peaceful ally. Some ask about it.
“Human Jade, why have you ripped the schedule?”
“Oh, hey Jolac. I was just bored. I didn’t really need it anymore.”
Jolac made a head motion and tilted his head in confusion.
“You could have put it in the recycle shute as it was.” He added.
“Don’t worry, I’ll put the pieces in the recycle…”
“That’s not what I was referring to…”
Mark was walking by in that moment and stopped by them.
“What a mess you are Jade. My sister did the same thing. Clean up okay?”
Mark pointed at the paper scraps.
Jolac turned to Mark.
“Is reckless destruction a habit of boredom? Is it a common trait among humans?”
Mark and Jade glanced at each other and shrugged.
“Yeah, sort of. But we don’t mean anything bad by it.” Mark said and went on his way.
Jade stood as well and scooped up the paper pieces, heading for the recycle shute. Jolac was frozen with confusion.
Another instance was a conversation between Jolac and his brother Kamo. They had both gone down to a surface mission with the two humans Mark and Jade. They were on a break at the moment.
Mark had picked up a thick stick and called over to Jade. The female human picked up some of the round and hollow fruit shells that were shattered around on the ground. She tossed the shells at Mark and he swung at them. Some were shot up into the air while others bust open into pieces and dust. Laughter erupted from the two.
“What are the humans doing?” Kamo asked his brother as they ate from their food supplies. Jolac huffed.
“I think that is a game of theirs”
“Hitting things until they break? I thought our humans were peaceful” Kamo asked. Jolac tilted his head.
“That’s the thing. They are. It’s a complex thing, human nature.”
They continued to watch their humans as they beat hollow shells and laughed loudly.