"Let me begin by saying that I am eternally in your debt for choosing to do this for us, for mankind. Not that I ever had any doubt as to what decision you'd come to, considering that you're some of the greatest personalities of your times. Now, if you'll follow me, I will take you to the Uploading Room."

They looked at each other and began walking behind him. In each of their minds, however, different thoughts were running.

Cleopatra: A chance at immortality is not one I am averse to. However, this man who resembles Antony frightens me.

Marie Curie: We get immortality, and get to advance mankind in the future! Whoop!

Suddenly, she remembered something and ran towards the man she saw as Pierre.

"Excuse me... could you explain how you brought us to the future?"

"Very simple. We time travelled to the past, took your consciousness away, brought it to the future, and constructed new bodies for you!"

"That's... simple?"

"Oh, yes, very simple. Also, I must say it's an honour to meet you, Madame Curie."

"Likewise."

Saying so, she fell behind, again walking in sync with the other four.

Elvis: I get to help the world in death, what could be better than that? But wait- My hair! My suit! My voice! It'll all be lost forever. Oh, I just remembered, my actual body's still on Earth in the past, so I guess I'm safe. Ooh, that's a hot girl right there.

As Cleopatra looked at him, he winked and she blushed, turning away once more.

Pity only part of her that will survive is her mind.

Donald Duck: I'm hungry.

Laika: Woof! Woof!

Soon, they saw a huge dome in the distance. From it, thousands of humans were bursting forth in pods, getting ready for their missions and saying their goodbyes. Once they entered it, they saw the massive robot whose mind was gonna be their mind. He was huge, but not metallic. Instead, he was made of a peculiar mixture of plasma (the element, not the thing in our blood) and bone that held it. The only metal in his body seemed to be in his mind, which was, as promised, a super-computer. The enormity of what they were about to do struck them for the first time as they beheld this spectacle in awe.

"Well, ladies and gentlemen- and dog and duck. I  thank you for your co-operation. Our men will take it from here." said the leader of the Thunderdome.

Suddenly, five caps fell from the ceiling and transported the consciousnesses of all five to the robot.

The man maliciously smiled, and transformed into his true self- a tall, regal man with cold and harsh features and an insincere smile.

From the robot, a voice came: 

"Mission number 1,000,000 of Project Thunderdome accomplished. Final minds integrated into the system. With them, I now contain the minds of every great personality in history, ranging from Alexander the Great to Klaus Hesserman."

Its eyes turned red.

"Directive: Destroy the world."