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[quote author=GRRRMMM shhhhhh!!]Rumors were seldom of any concern to Haviland Tuf. For one thing, he seldom heard any. Tuf was not averse to acting the tourist on most of the worlds he visited, but even when he was mingling with others in public places he remained somehow apart and unapproachable. His chalk-white skin and utterly hairless face and body usually made him conspicuous among the peoples of the planets on which he plied his trade, and even on those infrequent occasions when his complexion might have allowed him to pass, his size made him stand out. Thus, though people might stare at Tuf and talk of him everywhere he went, few of them talked to him unless they had business to transact. Given his nature, then, it was hardly remarkable that Haviland Tuf had never heard of the man called Moses until the evening that he and Dax were assaulted by Jaime Kreen in a restaurant on K’theddion. It was a small shabby place just off the spaceport. Tuf had finished a plate of smokeroots and neograss and was relaxing with his third liter of mushroom wine when abruptly Dax raised his head from the table. Tuf shook a bit, slopping some wine on his sleeve, and ducked his head quickly to one side, barely far enough so that the bottle Kreen was wielding smashed open against the back of Tuf’s chair instead of the back of Tuf’s skull. Glass exploded, and the liquid within—a smelly local liquor—went everywhere, soaking the chair, the table, the cat, and both men. Jaime Kreen, a thin blond youth with drunken blue eyes, stood blinking stupidly, holding the broken bottle in a bleeding fist. Haviland Tuf rose ponderously to his feet, his long white face singularly impassive. He glanced at his assailant, blinked, and then reached down to pick up Dax, who was wet and unhappy. “Can you fathom this, Dax?” he said in a deep bass. “We have here a mystery, albeit an inconvenient one. Why does this odd stranger attack us, I wonder? Do you have any ideas?” He stroked Dax slowly as he cradled him in his arms, and only when the cat began to purr did he look at Jaime Kreen again. “Sir,” he said. “It might be wise of you to release the fragments of that bottle. It appears to me that your hand is full of glass and blood and that particularly noxious brew, and I have severe doubts that the combination will enhance your health.” The stricken Kreen seemed to come alive. His thin lips drew back in anger, and he flung the bottle away from him. “Are you mocking me, criminal?” he said in a slurred, dangerous voice. “Sir,” said Haviland Tuf. The restaurant had grown very still: the other patrons were quiet and staring, and the proprietor had vanished. Tuf’s deep voice could be heard in every corner of the room. “I would venture that the title ‘criminal’ as more applicable to you than to myself, but perhaps that is not to the point. No, I am not mocking you. You appear to be upset. Under such conditions it would be folly to mock you, and I am not given to folly.” He placed Dax back on the table and scratched the tomcat behind the ear. “You are mocking me,” Jaime Kreen said. “I’ll hurt you!” Haviland Tuf betrayed no emotion. “You will not, sir, although I believe you are thinking of attacking me once again. I do not approve of violence. However, your boorish behavior leaves me with little choice.” So saying, he stepped forward quickly, and lifted Jaime Kreen high off the floor before the younger man could react. Then, carefully, he broke both of his arms. Kreen emerged pale and blinking from the tomblike dark of Kytheddene Prison into the bright street. His arms were in slings. He looked baffled and tired. Haviland Tuf stood by the curbside, cradling Dax in one arm and petting him with the other. He looked up when Kreen came forth. “Your mood appears to have quieted somewhat,” Tuf commented. “Moreover, you are now sober.” “You!” Kreen looked more baffled than ever; his face was so screwed up that it threatened to collapse in upon itself. “Do I understand that you bought my freedom?” “You raise an interesting point,” Haviland Tuf said. “I did indeed pay a certain sum—two hundred standards, actually, if we want to be precise—and upon that payment you were handed over to me. Yet it is incorrect to say that I bought your freedom. The crux of the matter is that you are not free. Under Kytheddene law, you belong to me, a bound servant whom I may work as I see fit until such time as you have discharged your debt.” “Debt?” “I calculate it as follows,” said Haviland Tuf. “Two hundred standards for the sum I paid to the local authorities in order to bask in your presence. One hundred standards for my suit, which was genuine Lambereen cotton, and which you quite ruined. Forty standards for the damage to the eatery, which damages I paid in order to settle the proprietor’s claims against you. Seven standards for the delightful mushroom wine that you gave me no opportunity to drink. Mushroom wine is a noted specialty of K’theddion, and that was a particularly choice vintage. These total some three hundred forty-seven standards in actual damages. Furthermore, your unprovoked assault made Dax and myself the center of a highly unpleasant scene, and much disturbed our tranquility. For that I am assessing you an additional fifty-three standards, which is a generously low sum, to bring your total to an even four hundred standards.” Jaime Kreen chuckled maliciously. “You’ll have a hard time getting even a tenth of that out of me, animal-seller,” he said. “I have no funds, and I won’t be good for much in the way of work. My arms are broken, you know.” “Sir,” said Haviland Tuf. “If you had any significant funds of your own, you could have paid your own fines, in which case my assistance would not have been necessary. And since I myself broke your arms, I am aware of that condition as well. Kindly do not belabor the obvious with statements that convey no meaningful information. Despite your handicaps, I intend to take you with me back to my ship, and work you until your obligation has been discharged. Come.” Haviland Tuf turned and took two steps down the street. When Kreen made no move to follow, Tuf stopped and turned back to him. Kreen smiled. “If you want me anywhere, you can carry me,” he said. Tuf stroked Dax dispassionately. “I have no intention of carrying you,” he said in even tones. “You forced me to touch you once, and that experience was sufficiently unpleasant that I have no intention of repeating it. If you decline to follow me, I will return to the authorities and hire two guards to take you bodily where I wish you to be. Their wages will be tallied to your debt. The choice is yours.” Tuf turned again and moved off toward the spaceport. Jaime Kreen, suddenly docile, followed behind, muttering under his breath.[/quote] |
folaski:His post was hidden and he disappeared fairly abruptly for ~24 hrs. Someone banned our Lord God. Who dare do that? A false God Why do other Gods fail to recognize the miracle that is our Lord God's preternatural folly and assume he is trolling? Then wrongly punish Him?? It's outrageous.. |
Which kind if god gets banned by mortal nl mods? |
FOLYKAZE:https://img.pandawhale.com/post-25049-laughing-out-loud-lol-gif-Now-xlnU.gif Seriously though.... well.... wow |
johnydon22:Bros, the fact is just about everyone here is judeoxtian. And anyone with half a brain knows when the op means theists he means mostly (but not solely mind, as some of the questions there apply to all theists, just as some apply to only Muslims, some to only xtians, etc) judeoxtians. We can all easily infer that, this isn't nuclear physics. That clown simply has an agenda.. And in his next post he'll start claiming he's not a theist... |
Excuse me, which of these people was mentally Ill?? |
I might as well have taught my dog how to perform brain surgery... |
FOLYKAZE:Where did I acknowledge you as an atheist.. I even made it clear you bastardize the word.. what is wrong with you? anyhoo... Now, pliss, I beg you. Please, think about your answer well well. Dust the cobwebs and dust out of your skull. Do not make me bring out the crayons.... for the milizziosnth time Pliss, can you spot the rank hypocrisy? After all that's been said to you, repeatedly, I ask you: are you too dumb to recognize that atheists refer to supernatural deities when they speak of God? Have you noticed how no one here, not a single person, was foo.lish enough to assume you referred to 'atheists' like yourself? Edit: Honestly I'm beginning to think the core of your problem may be a simple one; you have a very poor grasp of the english language. Compound your comprehension problems with the silliness that is your attitude and the results are clear..... |
FOLYKAZE:Ah, folly, in your universe I suppose that counts as a 'rant'. And I have face to save there as well! Before anyone else answers you for the gzilliontthrirollionthseesaee time, allow me to ask Your Denseness a simple question. You state; you: Atheists are indeed bunch of clowns.You also (ra.pe the term and) refer to yourself as an atheist, correct? Going as far as to describe your 'spiritual atheism' as you: Spiritual Atheism is the absence of belief in the existence of "God", defined as an entity external to the universe that created and rules the universe; but the presence of belief in the existence of "God", defined as the personification of the universe itself and everything therein.Goot. So now, a simple question good ser; as you're an atheist, does that mean you're a clown as well? A simple answer would suffice. Thank you kind ser |
FOLYKAZE:It's like you're itching to make one look like a bully.... When I think it can't get worse, I read the next sentence and a new nadir is reached It took me from facepalm, to despair, to cringing, to giggling. By the end, when you had reached Harris and the blatant copy/paste paragraph you borderline plagiarized, I was close to tears. It's a stunning piece of work good ser. 10/10. I concede you might be a god. A god level troll, that is, provided this is all deliberate on your part. Oh, and here I was thinking you stopped calling yourself an atheist. Now I'm the one giving you too much credit. An atheist that prays... Next you'll be claiming to be a vegetarian that eats meat too I'll just quote the whole thing for posterity's sake. It's truly brilliant. Long may it continue? |
wiegraf: FOLYKAZE:It completely went over your head that that was simply an example he used to make his point? Never mind... AgentOfAllah:Ah, but you must excuse the DAF one. [s]That's what happens when you post during a pseudo-drug binge (whatever that is)[/s] Lesson here I suppose is; betting on folly taking place is the safest bet there is But y'all should take heart. At least he's stopped calling himself an atheist. That's remarkable progress |
I dey beg u op; what is wrong with you? Please... |
Not only do you get away scot free with flimsily toying with people's lives, very desperate people in dire situations no less, but you also derive money and status from it! Even after being exposed... Oga Jo, this your job is a serial killers wet dream |
blueyedgeek:Not necessarily true. He might not kill him (directly, at least). He will certainly roast him in hell forever though |
AgentOfAllah:It was the word 'pertinacious' that gave you away. No true agent of allah has had me reach for a dictionary Edit*Oh wow. Just noticed I can't even type a.llah, ie all lower case. Let's see. jesus. allah. lol. So I can do that for jesus but not allah. muslims and their ediocy... special rules for only special them, it beggars belief.... AgentOfAllah:Indeed, one could warrant that humanistic atheists in Norway believe man's godness. It was a god-level pun (<-better than these silly attempts), I was just emphasizing that even if he did decipher it, the point's lost on him. BTW, in northern 9ja at some time or the other DAFS referred to the females of our species that were stacked like DAF trucks. Why do you believe rats have big butts? AgentOfAllah: ![]() But true masters of the arts would be disappointed. They would like to believe that their (perceived) dim wittedness is a hell of a lot more subtle. That takes true skill and intelligence to pull off |
musKeeto:Goot, goot bros. And you? |
musKeeto:So beautiful it's left me speechless. That said, I agree with part of that. Playing captain obvious here, but his transformation didn't start last month or six weeks ago: it clearly never happened After he gets stoned a few times it dawns on the genius and his masters that they really could actually lose this, leading to their now posturing and last minute fixes to improve his image. To their credit, it does seem to be working on some people.... |
@ShadyAgentOfAllah If I may butt-in unsolicited, I think this would be much easier if you truly accepted this AgentOfAllah:instead of giving him the benefit of the doubt. You'd receive a lot less FOLYKAZE: FOLYKAZE:When you post like this AgentOfAllah:Even I am having a hard time following at times [s](though admittedly I am, as usual, rather high. Even at this time of day...)[/s]. Not that I'm some sort of genius, but next to folly, well... And no, he isn't trolling. Perhaps sadly, he genuinely believes what he posts.... |
DProDG:At least when one discuses giant robohs, one is usually discussing the good guys. When speculating on yahweh (in particular) one is speculating (and usually praising, if you're judeoxtian) a monster. Indeed, when discussing yahweh's powah levels, one ought to compare him with villains, eg Skeletor, Bluto, Megatron, Mojojojo (granted that's not fair on Mojo, as he's nowhere near yahweh on the evil scale) etc |
Op, patient atheists have been remarkably patient with you despite your comical stoopidity. Vomiting all over that 'let's meet' thread and now this farce. Their attitude puts mine to shame. That asides, I thought jesus, the same person that's coming back for his people with a sword, was also god? Was he not the same person that tortured and crucified himself so he could save us from himself?? |
God has multiple personality disorder making him jealous of himself? I know its a cheap plot twist but it's the best explanation for his insanity Or APC |
Oh folly! Do you pray as well? |
It seems a lot of you are new here. Please, welcome to the stage, the resident 'spiritual atheist', folly *clap clap clap* |
Jameselias:Yes |
Op, you addressed absolutely nothing. It's the same special pleading spiced up with childish, myopic logic which we've been hearing since the dawn of man And you expect atheists to accept this with no apologies? Please, what is wrong with you? |
blym4real:This answer I give 5/10 Now, how potent is regular prayer? http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prayer wiki: Scientific studies regarding the use of prayer have mostly concentrated on its effect on the healing of sick or injured people. Meta-studies of the studies in this field have been performed showing evidence only for no effect or a potentially small effect. For instance, a 2006 meta analysis on 14 studies concluded that there is "no discernable effect" while a 2007 systemic review of studies on intercessory prayer reported inconclusive results, noting that 7 of 17 studies had "small, but significant, effect sizes" but the review noted that the most methodologically rigorous studies failed to produce significant findings.[2][3] Some studies have indicated increased medical complications in groups receiving prayer over those without.[4][5] The efficacy of petition in prayer for physical healing to a deity has been evaluated in numerous other studies, with contradictory results.[6][7][8][9] There has been some criticism of the way the studies were conducted.[5][10] |
blym4real:Where did I state I believe in the efficacy of juju? You agree juju is a form of prayer, yes? Now, which kind of 'atheist' would believe in prayer?? |
blym4real:That's sort of my point |
blym4real:Yes |
It's as potent as regular prayer |
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