Well, there is a chance I am delusional and completely putting this together wrong. Which at the end of the day, that is how I usually am anyways. I have figured out how the psionic idea of empathy may in fact have a biological functionality to its working. Further more, this hypothesis explains the rise in Autism by a rouge DNA strand that is created by having large cities.
Let us go down this rabbit hole of madness shall we (what? I read this blog too you know, I cannot even suggest anything here is sane or reasonable).
They have done research that have found subaural noise, that is noise below what our ears can pick up and detect, do influence our mood state. It has been done to for crowd control, allegedly. Somebody apparently took the Machiavellian Prince far too seriously here. Why would making a lynch mob scared disperse it? Wouldn't that escalate that situation? Wait... isn't London using this for crowd control? My response is... why not just figure out what subaural noise makes people really happy and pleasant... and point that at crowds you want to control. I think it is hard to riot when people are pleasant against their normal peace and will... but I may be weird. Or know too many stoners (A stoner riot? Whhhaaaa?).
Now, meanwhile, in Japan, as a standard Japanese Research Product, a Scientist is playing happy music to water... then flash freezing it. Or just having happy people around water. Angry people around water--or just having himself feeling "positive" or "negative". Then flash freezing it, and noticing, positive emotions crystalise different from negative ones.
Going out onto a limb here, but fluid works as a great medium for sound waves. Including ones that are below what we can hear. The subaural frequencies being too low for our ear to hear, would influence how the water crystalise by way of the water being a medium for the sound wave.
The human body is comprised of a fair amount of water--or fluid based on a hydrogen hydroxide solute at a fair rate. Water could be vibrated to produce subaural waves. As the Japanese researcher has shown, water can also be used to receive these waves. Most of the body has nervous tissue structures that could produce enough electrical current, to make the water in the body produce subaural waves, to those around it.
Essentially putting emotional states as a starfish language that worked mostly on "there is food that way" and "we are food that way" dynamics, from before animals had faces or any other way to communicate such items on them.
Based on how DNA has been found to work, on that it simple goes, "does this not kill a species" "yes, keep it", "no, toss it". Making it so that any addition if it comes across as benign, it usually stays in the DNA for some time to come... as well as stuff that helps creatures live and function. It is only if it ends up killing creatures faster than they can reproduce, that it really goes away.
There really is no reason to say such a communication method, based on nervous system structures and vibration of water molecules using low amounts of electrical current would no longer exist... if it ever had before.
This would explain those freaky deaky hippies talking about "empathy" and "how it feels", in a way that does not have me come across as a complete tool. As I care about that idea. At the simplest level, it just means empathetic people are just not as deaf as the rest of the population to this concept. It also allows a way to honestly measure how something feels in a scientific manner. Just fashion together a structure to work as a subaural receiver and observe what frequencies tend to induce what feelings (making notes for the mental health, and place of original) in certain subjects.. with little to no other noise present... and you can measure, "yes, that crystal does feel happy".
The thing is, I do believe in preternatural and supernatural items... I just really hate calling them "psychic" or "magic". Being an "empath" myself (that is, having the water structure in my body more sensitive to the sub aural frequencies coming from other persons... and not psychic or in touch with my aura). This may also explain what an "aura" is... and put people who see it, as having sensual dissonance. The mental illness that has people see music, without ever taking LSD. Probably screwed up the name.... I just think "that thing, that has people smell colours, without LSD... making it much harder to function."... but that is wordy, and people complain when I do not use the right sterile medical shorthand.
Now, I am going to describe the REAL crazy part here: how this relates to the rise of Autism cases. This is likely the fictional portion that I am very much wrong on... and am only a crazed lunatic.
There is a sizable population in the Autism groups, that what happened was the general noise and emotions of the room itself is much louder for them, than others. A smile that is quiet to most... is a shout for them. They mostly handle this by shutting off all input of the emotional type. Forcing themselves to be deaf, dumb and blind to all around... just to function in the world. Akin to The Who's Tommy conceptual album character... just with emotions and not literal sight and sound.
Again, going with the DNA notion that if there is no reason to remove a genetic trait, it stays in, and the fact we are dealing with Hive environments, rather than Pack environments. The human mind, can only handle ~200 "People", beyond that, it only can put these people shaped objects as statistics. This brain based function is why if you kill one person, you are a murder.. but if you kill a thousand, you are a hero. As a thousand is a statistic--which is very true. Try throwing rapid numbers of how many are dead or influenced... then try naming a specific person and describing their habits. Which is more effective? Having a poster child (or representative stereotype) usually is.
Now we as a society are living in conditions that have far more than the ~200 "People" our minds can handle. And more so: it is impossible to go BACK to having on ~200 people.
Now, moving onto the controversial biology subject of Super Organisms, there may be a dormant genetic trait that under certain conditions create Super Organism type characteristics.
There are plenty of genetic traits in all of humanity that do not turn on, or activate unless certain stimuli exists. These do not do anything as far as super powers are concerned... unless you consider being homosexual is a super power (Commissioner David of the Fashion Police called! Quick Robin--TO THE MAKE OVER MOBILE!). Homosexuality is a fertility gene that under certain stimuli will result in a gay individual. However: removal of the gene itself, would cause a drop in fertility in the heterosexual population to the point of near species extinction... and attempting to remove the stimuli that produce homosexuality, would create a psychological situation that INCREASES how many homosexuals are produced by the current ambient stimuli.
Hey, gay people: you are the reason the breeders can function. Take that in your pipe and smoke it... oh... wait... raging dyke here... damn hypocritical statements.
Likely Autism could be used to describe how Super Organism structures start and create. By creating a situation with more population that each member can hold at its "pack level" identity, that the population need to look at, could result in an increase of this genetic trait activating, that makes the entire emotional environment louder for one of the local members.
Such a louder trait, would allow that member to make that cluster of people its own organism, that is, have a crowd become one person in a group. Each person is an extension of the congeal super person.
Unfortunately, people are quite a bit different from ants or bees. The mental and emotional structures and pathways in bees and ants, are not at the same level as various larger mammal populations. Even more so, there have not been any sizable pool of major species that have grouped together larger than what their minds can handle, apart from humans and possibly rats.
Humans, due to a fvckload of emotional trauma we all deal with as part of life... are more emotionally screwed up, as we enter adolescence... never mind approaching adult hood. Which causes the Austism Super Person trigger to not be beneficial when its stimuli is present. That is, yes, it works for ants... but you know what? Fvcking Ants!
This would allow to explain how empathic individuals who have a fair amount of ability to control and handle the incoming emotional stresses, tend to also be able to lead and develop. By having this trigger activate, with stimuli that does not have the trigger backfire (think of it like a weapon that 9 times out of 10 blows up in your face)... the seem to control other people, like they are not other people, but just part of their own person.
The main item here, would be for me to figure out a way to properly research this stuff. As even if I am wrong... looking into this, would be beneficial to crowd control, civil engineering, super organism hypothesis (even if nonconclusive, it is helpful data), mental health for people with items on the Autism spectrum. No matter how fvcking nuts this idea is.
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2011-08-14
On Over Reacting
It has come to my attention that people tend to see my rants as long amounts of over reacting. Currently, I do not have my actual website up (Currently? Isn't that redundant at this point?). So I will be posting this blog entry here, on Blogger.
I must not concur with the idea I over react... my responses and measures are entirely valid for the position being given.
Let's take the common example of some jack off parking in a handicapped parking zone. The guy is perfectly capable and healthy. No major mental problems or physical problems. He might even be a dry waller. Yet, he parks in the spot, as he cannot be bothered to walk to that spot. Having somebody with motion issues, like a walker, having to walk from the far end of the parking lot.
This is something that I'd like to see sharks involved as the proper level of response. It will take a while, of course--giving him plenty of time to incur many more infractions on my completely proportion vengence's whims. The sharks will need to be conditioned to swimming in salted lemon water. With a fair amount of lemon juice, salt--and maybe mercury content. This will take a little while to accustom the sharks to this kind of living environment.
Once this is set up, the criminal will be fitted in a swimsuit made from poison nettles. Specificially a women's 1800s swimsuit (complete with umbrella) will be fashioned from poison nettles. The criminal will be forced to wear this, no matter what his gender identity was. Then forced to play a few good games of Women's Field Hockey.
Now, if you are not familiar with the sport... it is the most manly sport ever devised, Women's Field Hockey. The sorts to play it, are usually construction workers, lumber jacks, drive big trucks and have an impressive flannel shirt collection. They also are very interested in other women's sexual organs... which again is very manly. The sport is one with more physical contact than ice hockey. There is a point to the game... but it can be hard to decern between the canes, hard rubber ball--and the rough conduct.
Now the women playing this manly sport of violence would best be suited as having their grumpy time. This tends to allow for any injuries of the man to be met with response such as, "look, you want to know pain? Try having a child. Stop whining about your fractured rib cage and sprained waist." Should the criminal be a woman, this little addition may not add quite as much.
During this whole time, the criminal will have Henry Kissinger narrate the whole events, and give his personal commentary on the actions. Margret Atwood will also be instructed to talk about how much she hates men. This usually involves personal antidotes about clothing and previous times with men she has known. True to the Atwood needs, a small microphone will be fitting in the criminal's ears to get most of what Atwood is saying. It will miss bits and pieces and make the voice sound just slightly off. With a slight buzzing the whole time.
Then after the whole game is done, the criminal is to swim with the Salt Lemon Water Mercury Laden Sharks. They will give a few playful nibbles and possibly eat him alive. He is to allow this, as the still talking Henry Kissinger and Margret Atwood will tell him not to bother the sharks as they are endangered species and much more beautiful creatures than the criminal will ever be. Telling them not to eat him, may stress the sharks. They are also lemon scented.
Now, this will seem like hell. As it would have to be. It is more properly called Tartarus. It is not possible for these all to be together, as the sharks are endangered species. Having the Field Hockey game nearby these sharks, and the Atwood involvement would ultimately have PETA and several other animal organisations onto our asses, for some very just worthy causes, due to our improper treatment of the sharks.
This being Tartarus, the criminal will have survived the eating by the sharks, as this fits as his eternal punishment for parking in a handicapped parking zone improperly. This is not an over reaction as after his day is over, he can relax with a nice cup of tea.
Now, had I made him have to get something from Starbucks we are moving into over reacting.
That is, after his day of perfectly acceptable torture for his heinous crimes, he has to go into Starbucks (the only place to get coffee in Tartarus), and order in broken Italian some poorly brewed coffee. The guy would get mild distain, as he cannot understand true coffee, and probably enjoys dish water. Sure the coffee has a few issues. That is because the local roaster is in Seattle, and the roasted beans are shipped to Tartarus from Seattle. The coffee is clearly awesome as you have to order it with very very bad Italian sounding phrases and pay ten dollars for what may possibly qualify as a small--but if you call it that, you cannot get by to get the coffee. If you were to drink the Seattle stuff, it would be too awesome for you to comprehend.
The person seems to hold himself as better than you, as while drinking your over cooked coffee, with old roasted beans, that was made in the morning and has not been changed since this morning, your only entertainment are Joe Biden frames of him eating a sandwich. These frames will be told why they are good, and why they are crap, as only a true connoisseur could tell the quality of them. The criminal will not want to interrupt so as to be seen as rude in such a situation.
In the case the criminal tries to mention what kind of day he has, the person tending the coffee will get irritated, and tell him everybody has horrible days in Tartarus. He spent his entire day trying to get his thick rimmed glasses positioned on his nose right. While listening to music that you might have heard of, and the bands are in danger of showing up on Wikipedia. Having to laud at the fact Tumblr might no longer be obscure. That the criminal's complaints are completely unwarranted--and him paying no mind to what the criminal seems to have had to go through.
This BTW is the punishment for Hipsters... to spend eternity as a Hipster in Tartarus. The rest is not added... it is just them being a Hipster and being tortured forever in Tartarus (you probably do not even know what Tartarus is).
Now adding this Starbucks and not allowing them a nice tea... that is over reacting. I'll thank you to know the difference!
I do not over react in my responses.
I must not concur with the idea I over react... my responses and measures are entirely valid for the position being given.
Let's take the common example of some jack off parking in a handicapped parking zone. The guy is perfectly capable and healthy. No major mental problems or physical problems. He might even be a dry waller. Yet, he parks in the spot, as he cannot be bothered to walk to that spot. Having somebody with motion issues, like a walker, having to walk from the far end of the parking lot.
This is something that I'd like to see sharks involved as the proper level of response. It will take a while, of course--giving him plenty of time to incur many more infractions on my completely proportion vengence's whims. The sharks will need to be conditioned to swimming in salted lemon water. With a fair amount of lemon juice, salt--and maybe mercury content. This will take a little while to accustom the sharks to this kind of living environment.
Once this is set up, the criminal will be fitted in a swimsuit made from poison nettles. Specificially a women's 1800s swimsuit (complete with umbrella) will be fashioned from poison nettles. The criminal will be forced to wear this, no matter what his gender identity was. Then forced to play a few good games of Women's Field Hockey.
Now, if you are not familiar with the sport... it is the most manly sport ever devised, Women's Field Hockey. The sorts to play it, are usually construction workers, lumber jacks, drive big trucks and have an impressive flannel shirt collection. They also are very interested in other women's sexual organs... which again is very manly. The sport is one with more physical contact than ice hockey. There is a point to the game... but it can be hard to decern between the canes, hard rubber ball--and the rough conduct.
Now the women playing this manly sport of violence would best be suited as having their grumpy time. This tends to allow for any injuries of the man to be met with response such as, "look, you want to know pain? Try having a child. Stop whining about your fractured rib cage and sprained waist." Should the criminal be a woman, this little addition may not add quite as much.
During this whole time, the criminal will have Henry Kissinger narrate the whole events, and give his personal commentary on the actions. Margret Atwood will also be instructed to talk about how much she hates men. This usually involves personal antidotes about clothing and previous times with men she has known. True to the Atwood needs, a small microphone will be fitting in the criminal's ears to get most of what Atwood is saying. It will miss bits and pieces and make the voice sound just slightly off. With a slight buzzing the whole time.
Then after the whole game is done, the criminal is to swim with the Salt Lemon Water Mercury Laden Sharks. They will give a few playful nibbles and possibly eat him alive. He is to allow this, as the still talking Henry Kissinger and Margret Atwood will tell him not to bother the sharks as they are endangered species and much more beautiful creatures than the criminal will ever be. Telling them not to eat him, may stress the sharks. They are also lemon scented.
Now, this will seem like hell. As it would have to be. It is more properly called Tartarus. It is not possible for these all to be together, as the sharks are endangered species. Having the Field Hockey game nearby these sharks, and the Atwood involvement would ultimately have PETA and several other animal organisations onto our asses, for some very just worthy causes, due to our improper treatment of the sharks.
This being Tartarus, the criminal will have survived the eating by the sharks, as this fits as his eternal punishment for parking in a handicapped parking zone improperly. This is not an over reaction as after his day is over, he can relax with a nice cup of tea.
Now, had I made him have to get something from Starbucks we are moving into over reacting.
That is, after his day of perfectly acceptable torture for his heinous crimes, he has to go into Starbucks (the only place to get coffee in Tartarus), and order in broken Italian some poorly brewed coffee. The guy would get mild distain, as he cannot understand true coffee, and probably enjoys dish water. Sure the coffee has a few issues. That is because the local roaster is in Seattle, and the roasted beans are shipped to Tartarus from Seattle. The coffee is clearly awesome as you have to order it with very very bad Italian sounding phrases and pay ten dollars for what may possibly qualify as a small--but if you call it that, you cannot get by to get the coffee. If you were to drink the Seattle stuff, it would be too awesome for you to comprehend.
The person seems to hold himself as better than you, as while drinking your over cooked coffee, with old roasted beans, that was made in the morning and has not been changed since this morning, your only entertainment are Joe Biden frames of him eating a sandwich. These frames will be told why they are good, and why they are crap, as only a true connoisseur could tell the quality of them. The criminal will not want to interrupt so as to be seen as rude in such a situation.
In the case the criminal tries to mention what kind of day he has, the person tending the coffee will get irritated, and tell him everybody has horrible days in Tartarus. He spent his entire day trying to get his thick rimmed glasses positioned on his nose right. While listening to music that you might have heard of, and the bands are in danger of showing up on Wikipedia. Having to laud at the fact Tumblr might no longer be obscure. That the criminal's complaints are completely unwarranted--and him paying no mind to what the criminal seems to have had to go through.
This BTW is the punishment for Hipsters... to spend eternity as a Hipster in Tartarus. The rest is not added... it is just them being a Hipster and being tortured forever in Tartarus (you probably do not even know what Tartarus is).
Now adding this Starbucks and not allowing them a nice tea... that is over reacting. I'll thank you to know the difference!
I do not over react in my responses.
2010-08-25
DO NOT Masturbate while watching Jim Henson's Labyrinth
Okay... I do some pretty weird and odd things. Yes. At one point, I put on some Internet porn, while playing Jim Henson's Labyrinth. It was another Tuesday for me--and I figured, I am a little bit bored. Maybe I will motivate myself with some dirty stories, that is Erotic Fiction. I had put Jim Henson's Labyrinth on a bit prior. I was half watching it.. but really, that is all I have to do with that movie. I really do not think I missed much.
As well, it was a movie from before movies decided that the need to change camera angles and scenes fast enough to give small dogs seizures.
So, thanks to newer movies ruining me, by their flashing a scene for five seconds then onto another one like they were targeted for people with severe ADD, I was generally able to quickly see the wonderful and beautiful scenes in the movie. They truly were nice btw.
I was also able to load up some erotic fiction to try to release some pressure that tends to build up naturally. The movie was helping slow the build up. We have a stupid girl, who thinks she is more clever than she is. Kind of reminds me of some all blog writers. We have a David Bowie wandering around, essentially being the girls subconscious side of her mind. One that is merely there to keep her from her goal.
Girl has a really fvcked up mind. I mean, yes, I am certain I do have David Bowie running around in my head--but I understand it is because I am screwed up.
So, I am going into a fantasy or two. It is the internet, and erotic fiction covers all targets. Well, it covers a few that require the writer have some knowledge of biology before working on it.
I am going through it--imagining my little fantasy world, where sex is perfect. There are no issues... when the movie starts to pop in and interrupt. No... no... I can just ignore the fact we have a rather freaky looking David Bowie singing for a kid that he is going to turn into a Goblin. I can shut that out, while I explore.
Well, turns out I could not. I got off in my fantasy world, without much interference that time.
However, every time, I have tried to think about sex... David Bowie enters my head Labyrinth style.
I mean--maybe I should just accept this and make a sexual sort of fantasy out of it.
How about... no!!
I mean, I did consider the idea that doing this would have me get turned on during watching Labyrinth. I have a friend, that I had a threesome with, while watching Sweeney Todd. Who now gets an erection EVERY time he sees the movie. This same friend, I had another threesome with while he was playing Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time. No word on if that has made him get an erection at Legend Zelda games, young Zelda or young link. Or at the mention of forest stones. Me and his girlfriend kind of jumped him during the first speech Link and Zelda have, after he sneaks into that spot.
I mean, I am cool with getting hot when watching the movie. Or even when looking at David Bowie.
No... what really freaks me out, is when I am trying to have a nice peaceful, estrange sexual fantasy that breaks several taboos and quite possibly immoral, I suddenly have cast members from Jim Henson's Labyrinth show up.
It makes me feel guilty about what I am doing, and a bad person. Considering the actions in these fantasies WOULD make me a bad person, should I lose the ability to tell fantasy from reality--I really do not appreciate the added guests in the fantasy. GAH! Thank you David Bowie, you ruined sex for me!
As well, it was a movie from before movies decided that the need to change camera angles and scenes fast enough to give small dogs seizures.
So, thanks to newer movies ruining me, by their flashing a scene for five seconds then onto another one like they were targeted for people with severe ADD, I was generally able to quickly see the wonderful and beautiful scenes in the movie. They truly were nice btw.
I was also able to load up some erotic fiction to try to release some pressure that tends to build up naturally. The movie was helping slow the build up. We have a stupid girl, who thinks she is more clever than she is. Kind of reminds me of
Girl has a really fvcked up mind. I mean, yes, I am certain I do have David Bowie running around in my head--but I understand it is because I am screwed up.
So, I am going into a fantasy or two. It is the internet, and erotic fiction covers all targets. Well, it covers a few that require the writer have some knowledge of biology before working on it.
I am going through it--imagining my little fantasy world, where sex is perfect. There are no issues... when the movie starts to pop in and interrupt. No... no... I can just ignore the fact we have a rather freaky looking David Bowie singing for a kid that he is going to turn into a Goblin. I can shut that out, while I explore.
Well, turns out I could not. I got off in my fantasy world, without much interference that time.
However, every time, I have tried to think about sex... David Bowie enters my head Labyrinth style.
I mean--maybe I should just accept this and make a sexual sort of fantasy out of it.
How about... no!!
I mean, I did consider the idea that doing this would have me get turned on during watching Labyrinth. I have a friend, that I had a threesome with, while watching Sweeney Todd. Who now gets an erection EVERY time he sees the movie. This same friend, I had another threesome with while he was playing Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time. No word on if that has made him get an erection at Legend Zelda games, young Zelda or young link. Or at the mention of forest stones. Me and his girlfriend kind of jumped him during the first speech Link and Zelda have, after he sneaks into that spot.
I mean, I am cool with getting hot when watching the movie. Or even when looking at David Bowie.
No... what really freaks me out, is when I am trying to have a nice peaceful, estrange sexual fantasy that breaks several taboos and quite possibly immoral, I suddenly have cast members from Jim Henson's Labyrinth show up.
It makes me feel guilty about what I am doing, and a bad person. Considering the actions in these fantasies WOULD make me a bad person, should I lose the ability to tell fantasy from reality--I really do not appreciate the added guests in the fantasy. GAH! Thank you David Bowie, you ruined sex for me!
2010-06-10
If you could ask George W. Bush one question what would it be?
Yeah--could I get that supersized? And ooh--is the iced coffee still in season? Ooh! And could I get two apple pies with that order, please?
First thing you'd do after surviving a zombie apocalypse? "Surviving" in this question is flexible because if you're undead and don't get a face of buckshot, you've still survived.
Well depends...
I mean, if it was one handled quickly, with the Zombies killed before the disease got too far, I'd probably return to work. Noting that nobody will really care about my Z-Day stories at the water cooler.
In the case that it is handled poorly, the only way that Z-Day will end--is once all humans are Zombies. As well, if we have both, the Zombie Apocolypse is still going on...
In which case I would be a screaming nympho zombie. The one that screams at you or has sex with you, while eating your brain.
2010-06-09
Do you believe in life after death?
No. When I die, I am taking all of you with me. X3
Well--not entirely. No idea whether there is something in the great beyond. My after life, is anybody I have impressed in my life with knowledge.
Be if positive knowledge.
Be it negative knowledge.
Be it a wonderful loving relationship.
My life and my death, is the spark that anybody I touch, carries in them, by knowing me.
2010-06-06
The only reason any of you use the internet (And internet commandments)
Well, I normally only post blog entries during the last week of the month. No idea why one week of the month, my greatest desire would be to chew people out, bite their heads off and spit down their throat.
However, I came up to a little epiphany.
Why people use the Internet? Drama!
People talk about how much they hate Drama. Oh my god, there is so much drama here. Please, stop this.
In the past, I would have been more inclined to agree that less drama would be better.
However, it just kind of made sense that the only reason anybody uses the internet is because of how often we get that Special Olympics playing along. Whether you enjoy watching some of these events, or are a very big fan of taking part in these Special Internet Games, everybody loves drama on the Internet.
First lets go over the other "reasons" people give to justify this. Some of which I kind of thought might have been true before his most noodly appendage reached out from an alley and touched various parts of me. In other news, I need a new school uniform.
Myth: People Use The Internet for Research
This reason would work just fine... if not for the most abhorrent sin possible being present all over the internet.
1. Thou Shalt Not Be WRONG!
The internet allows us a rather wonderful medium to fix the idea that somebody out there may be wrong. This causes various methods to be put into place to try to fix their wrongness and make them stop being so damned wrong.
I mean, do you know how many billions of people every day, on the Internet, go around being wrong? It is a good thing that I have this blog, in place to slowly fix this horrid horrid crime. As we all know, ranting and raving on some blog is the best way to fix wrong people. Hell, I mean, the majority of my blog's followers are not even family members--so I must have a very good reach here (never mind that this is only because my family does not really bother or care to read my blog. As well, I seem to violate this, first commandment of the internet, as far as my family is concerned).
I mean, it is good that we have this great medium of information out there, and a large group of people to tell others just why and how everybody, but them, is completely wrong.
Myth: People use the Internet to talk to Friends and Family
Right--how many people actually enjoy talking to their family members? I mean, yes, you do get some members that are okay, and very nice to talk to.
However, most of your family is just people who are there, and generally annoy the crap out of you. Either you have a really psychotic mother (which, I am finding is surprisingly common). I mean, all women are crazy, and my Mom use to tell me growing up, "insanity is hereditary, you get it from your kids."
2. Go forth and be psychos. For Psychotic people are the bread and butter of the internet
Think about this for a bit? Who are the people bringing about all the great technologies on the internets. Who is it that brings all the large amounts of social change. I will tell you who:
Crazy Fuckers.
Between much of how the World Wide Web was worked on in the late 1990s being done by the Heaven's Gate Cult. To the point that some suspect that one of the main causes of the Dot Com Bomb, was their little Nike Blanket Party, that they went to, to exchange Apple Sauce recipes. As most of their members were very influential workers of the Internet at the time.
Then we have The Goons, Anonymous and the Japanese bringing forth a large amount of technologies and social structures, concepts and pretty much everything we know about on the internets. Personally, of those, I would put the The Goons at the most sane, Anonymous at second place for sanity, and the Japanese as last place, no matter who is entered into this contest for sanity.
But then, I very public suspect that Japan consists entirely of C'thulhu Cultists.
Myth: People use the internet to talk to people of similar interests
Well, yes--and this is probably the biggest cause of drama out there.
I mean, I see myself, as a fan of anthropomorphic artwork, and very spiritually in tune with certain animals.
Which, thanks to internet drama lets me know, that my greatest desire is to have sex in teddy bear suits.
It really does not help that most interest groups are completely and totally wrong. In violation of the first commandment of the internet (not to be confused with the Rules of the Internet).
I mean, as we all know, I am a fan of the Vim text editor. Which of course, is the correct text editor to be interested in.
You get some asshats who try to say EMACS is much better. They are completely and totally delusional. As I can tell you exactly why Vi and Vim is the ultimate editor for all to use:
However, I came up to a little epiphany.
Why people use the Internet? Drama!
People talk about how much they hate Drama. Oh my god, there is so much drama here. Please, stop this.
In the past, I would have been more inclined to agree that less drama would be better.
However, it just kind of made sense that the only reason anybody uses the internet is because of how often we get that Special Olympics playing along. Whether you enjoy watching some of these events, or are a very big fan of taking part in these Special Internet Games, everybody loves drama on the Internet.
First lets go over the other "reasons" people give to justify this. Some of which I kind of thought might have been true before his most noodly appendage reached out from an alley and touched various parts of me. In other news, I need a new school uniform.
Myth: People Use The Internet for Research
This reason would work just fine... if not for the most abhorrent sin possible being present all over the internet.
1. Thou Shalt Not Be WRONG!
The internet allows us a rather wonderful medium to fix the idea that somebody out there may be wrong. This causes various methods to be put into place to try to fix their wrongness and make them stop being so damned wrong.
I mean, do you know how many billions of people every day, on the Internet, go around being wrong? It is a good thing that I have this blog, in place to slowly fix this horrid horrid crime. As we all know, ranting and raving on some blog is the best way to fix wrong people. Hell, I mean, the majority of my blog's followers are not even family members--so I must have a very good reach here (never mind that this is only because my family does not really bother or care to read my blog. As well, I seem to violate this, first commandment of the internet, as far as my family is concerned).
I mean, it is good that we have this great medium of information out there, and a large group of people to tell others just why and how everybody, but them, is completely wrong.
Myth: People use the Internet to talk to Friends and Family
Right--how many people actually enjoy talking to their family members? I mean, yes, you do get some members that are okay, and very nice to talk to.
However, most of your family is just people who are there, and generally annoy the crap out of you. Either you have a really psychotic mother (which, I am finding is surprisingly common). I mean, all women are crazy, and my Mom use to tell me growing up, "insanity is hereditary, you get it from your kids."
2. Go forth and be psychos. For Psychotic people are the bread and butter of the internet
Think about this for a bit? Who are the people bringing about all the great technologies on the internets. Who is it that brings all the large amounts of social change. I will tell you who:
Crazy Fuckers.
Between much of how the World Wide Web was worked on in the late 1990s being done by the Heaven's Gate Cult. To the point that some suspect that one of the main causes of the Dot Com Bomb, was their little Nike Blanket Party, that they went to, to exchange Apple Sauce recipes. As most of their members were very influential workers of the Internet at the time.
Then we have The Goons, Anonymous and the Japanese bringing forth a large amount of technologies and social structures, concepts and pretty much everything we know about on the internets. Personally, of those, I would put the The Goons at the most sane, Anonymous at second place for sanity, and the Japanese as last place, no matter who is entered into this contest for sanity.
But then, I very public suspect that Japan consists entirely of C'thulhu Cultists.
Myth: People use the internet to talk to people of similar interests
Well, yes--and this is probably the biggest cause of drama out there.
I mean, I see myself, as a fan of anthropomorphic artwork, and very spiritually in tune with certain animals.
Which, thanks to internet drama lets me know, that my greatest desire is to have sex in teddy bear suits.
It really does not help that most interest groups are completely and totally wrong. In violation of the first commandment of the internet (not to be confused with the Rules of the Internet).
I mean, as we all know, I am a fan of the Vim text editor. Which of course, is the correct text editor to be interested in.
You get some asshats who try to say EMACS is much better. They are completely and totally delusional. As I can tell you exactly why Vi and Vim is the ultimate editor for all to use:
- Personal Preference
- Familiarity
- It is a standard
See, this is exactly why, anybody who says they like EMACS are fucking nuts. I mean, how can they not understand that Vim is so much better than EMACS will ever be, for those above three reasons.
I will note, that my choice of operation system, or distribution of operation system, is best, for those above reasons. Anybody who suggests another one is one of the most laughably insane people out there.
And even then for interest groups, it is not because it is fun--it is because it is work.
3. Stop Having Fun!
I mean, how can you enjoy playing Super Smash Bros., if you have no clue what Wave Dashing is? I mean, that is the reason Brawl is the worst game on the planet. They removed Wave Dashing.
Then we move into Pokemon, which you cannot possible play the game, unless you know about natures, IVs and EVs. I mean, playing the game is useless without such knowledge.
This is exactly why Final Fantasy XIII is the penultimate game out there. You have to slog through twenty hours of completely dull and trite crap, just so that when you do get somewhere interesting, you have done all the work in being exactly like how you want to be, before you are allowed to have fun.
These are games here people! Ones that you need to play exactly one fucking way, of GTFO. See Internet Commantment 1.
It is rather common, for any interest group, to ban anything that is fun to do. I mean, look at Christianity, and their one simplified commandment: "if you enjoy doing it, it is a sin."
And like Christianity:
4. Thou shalt not improvise. For improvisation shows no knowledge of the subject matter, like that of drolling out rote memorised speeches.
This is a mix of commandments number 3 and 2.
I mean, you improvised a bit based on Monty Python? You did not match the lines and words completely and totally perfect?!
YOU CAD!
You coloured outside the fucking lines on some standardised rule set, that helps make a game better by removing the fun?
GTFO YOU MONSTER COW!
Clearly you have forgotten the whole point of the internet. You have turned away from your god, and these commandments. You shall be case out into the fiery inferno where disco will be played for all eternity.
Speaking of Disco Infernos.
5. Thous Shalt make porn of it.
However, this commandment cannot break any of the other four commandments. Especially number four. I mean, if your pornography is not something that matches all the other porno up completely and exactly, with perhaps even the horrid idea of some originality to it, this also ends up breaking commandments 1, 2, and 3--as well as the obvious breaking of number 4.
I mean, the idea that you like something that is not the same plastic mold over and over again, is completely abhorrent and wrong. How can you live with yourself?
The idea that everybody enjoys the same thing, also very nicely falls under number 2.
Enjoying pornography? Are you kidding? Nobody enjoys pornography. It is the most abhorrent item to ever look at. Just ask any clergy man. He will set you straight. Then, he will go to the Choir Boy's special vocal chord therapy, where he applies a very holy cream to their vocal cords, that give them the voice of angels. A completely valid practice in helping people sing. Just look at pretty much every pop star out there today. Proof that giving lots and lots of head is the best thing you can do for your singing career.
Summary of the Internet Commandments to follow with zealous religious passion:
- Thou shalt not be wrong
- Go forth and be psychotic. For the crazy people are the bread and butter of the internet
- Thou shall stop having fun!
- Thou shalt not improvise. For improvisation shows no knowledge of the subject matter, like that of drolling out rote memorised speeches.
- Thou shall make porn of it
Now then, the Internet shall be a good and holy place, for all of mankind to thrive, live, breath and sleep. While womankind is in their kitchens, fetching them beer and sandwiches.
2010-05-08
Who I am!
Okay, first off--I am not a harlot. Nowhere do I say I am a harlot. I am The Harlot, Now, to explain my position here.
Society has certain etiquettes. Rules to follow. Behaviours a girl should do. Behaviours that are required to be accepted.
I tried to follow these societal etiquettes. I really did. Trying to live this cookie cutter role nearly killed me.
Rules have reasons--and you need to look into why you are doing things. Why regulations are in place. Why it is that certain things are done.
If there is a perfectly good and valid reason for doing said rule or action. Then, you regard your behaviours and patterns based on that good and valid reason. Acting on that reason--with a small regard for the rule that was made. Ready to adjust those actions and behaviours, as more information on the reason is presented.
Typically, the good rules have very good reasons.
This why anarchy is a bad thing. Some of these structures and what not have a very good reason to be in place.
Though, in order to see the structure, you need to know why it is there. What presents it. What makes it, what drives it.
If you agree with that structure, praise it. As it has earned it. If you disagree--well, I personally recommend arson. It is fairly popular with others.
Now, how did I get here--ignoring polities that was impressed upon me since an early age? Taking common society ethics and pointing out how retarded they are--to the point, that some people in ivory towers may suggest that I have the social graces of a retarded five year old?
I questioned them. I looked into why most of them are there.
Much the same reasons I am not a Christian for the reason of actually reading the Bible--most of these proper behaviours I have looked into as out dated. Archaic... and largely no longer relevant.
It is not to say that I do not have ethics... I just have ones that allow me to live. Poorly, yes--but hey, I am alive, and that is what counts.
Why did I question these? Well--I was kind of put to gun point over them. The thing is, the best authority requires people to question it. To ask about its invalidity. To point out issues with it. If it stands up, then the authority is earn--and is to be respected until further notice.
With me, you need to earn my respect. Just because you are a police man, homeless bum, govenator, president, politician, teacher, laywer or doctor, does not automatically earn respect. As well--you all fry the same. However, if in my questioning of who you are and what you do, everybody is an equal to earn my respect.
Except Gingers... bloody plague. We should round them up, put them into ghettos and gas them. I mean, they cause GRIDS you know, Ginger Related Immunol Deficiency Syndrome. I think I am valid here on my prejudices.
So, my ethics I follow? Lets go over them:
Sober People Make No Sense.
This is an important part of how I see the world. Now, imagine a drunk person. A group of sobre people are around that person. That drunk person will not be able to make any sense. However, it is not because they are in anyway drunk. As you put a sobre person in a group of drunk people--and you know what? It is the sobre person that is completely loony toons, nuts and has no clue what they are doing.
In any situation, were I do not make sense, or possible seem to make sense, I understand, that I have an equal chance of being drunk or sobre here.
I Do Not Convince Others In Arguments
When I argue, the last thing I am trying to do is convince the person. No, I reserve that for scolding or preaching. When arguing, my main purpose is to figure out how the other side's argument works. How it occurs, and operates. This is why I take it apart, to figure out how it works. And you know what? There generally is a good chance it works better than my side. At which point, my next few steps are to adopt their side into my views of the world.
If you do end up being convinced as I am questioning you, first, this requires the conscious idea on your part that your view does not add up. That it is broken. Typically, I am not going for this state. I start off assuming that your side works flawlessly, and to learn how and why it works. Generally defaulting to my side being in the wrong. Just trying to find out why and how I am wrong, in the dispute.
Without any solid evidence backing up your side, you are crazy.
Much like a person on the side of the street, holding an "end of the world is nigh" sign, tin foil on theri head, screaming about the 96 hour day--unless you can present some reason for why something is true, you will be regarded in this state or image.
If you cannot show why or how you came to a conclusion, I am entitled to believe you are nuts.
You are required to think I am nuts, until further notice
Did you know, that I believe I have some psionic ability? I do--I think all sorts of crazy things. Do I expect you to believe me that I am not crazy?
No, I am fucking nuts.
Until I can present any evidence that what is in my head is outside my head in some tangible form, my expectations is, if I mention something as ludicrous as my psionic abilities, that you roll your eyes, say "of course you do," and change the subject.
Or do the smart thing, and ask why I think such an insanely ludicrous proposition. As well, there must be some reason I have come to that conclusion. Such as:
Most of my views come from a complete lack of Nirvana Fallacy
I do not know why people say I invoke the Nirvana Fallacy all that often. As most of my knowledge on how the world works operates on me joking about how flawed my view is--I just do not have a better reason to explain the world.
Yes, a lot of what I observe, typically has some logical and viable reason to it. Please give that to me. As I look rather silly saying that crazy stuff. I mean, think about how silly most people claiming they have psychic powers are. Now realise that I know that I look this silly. Due to lack of other reason presented.
I only say that crazy stuff, due to complete lack of logical explanation. Once a logical explanation is given that fits all present criteria, I will latch onto that, like a pack of hungry weasels onto flesh.
I swear, I curse and I insult
It is nice that when some people are stressed they have some way to express it, that is acceptable. If you know a way, let me know, mmmkay?
Myself, when something pisses me off, my best bet for dealing with it is to face it. To confront it. Question it. Try describing it--and try to get it to describe itself.
If I am really stressed, insults and curses will slip in. You are fully capable of filtering these out to see my point. Just like you are capable of focusing on my insults, you are capable of looking around them, noting that I am obviously stressed--and look into seeing why it is that I am stressed.
Also, insults and curses are not capable of hurting you. About the only thing a person going off on a rant, insulting and cursing really harms is themself. For an insult to hit a major cord in you, or for a swear word to harm you--you need to allow it to. Typically, getting angry is a secondary emotion. Always there is a memory, mental image or feeling that comes up at prior to the anger.
When an insult causes somebody to go off, do not blame the insult. At this point, it merely is a symptom of a major issues. Much like giving somebody Vitamin C helps the scurvy, look into what is causing the insult to hurt the person.
As if not for that, all somebody jumping around cursing, screaming and flailing is going to do, is going to evoke a massive giggle attack. Which btw:
When I am Pissed Off, I am Going to Invoke a Giggle Attack
When, I am angry, stressed, or otherwise hurt, I start to crack jokes. Typically, you can gage how much a situation bothers me, due to how off coloured my jokes become. The more sarcastic I get, as I dress the situation down--and generally making myself look retarded as I rant about it...
The more stressed it has evidently made me. When I am stressed, and really pissed off, I start taunting what is causing it. Usually, it is the ridiculous situation itself that I make fun of an taunt. As it is more the situation than the person that is to blame. People are generally nice and fun to talk to. Situations are what usually makes them less fun.
So, when in an uncomfortable situation, I start cracking jokes.
Apparently, I Upset People With My Ethics
Society has certain etiquettes. Rules to follow. Behaviours a girl should do. Behaviours that are required to be accepted.
I tried to follow these societal etiquettes. I really did. Trying to live this cookie cutter role nearly killed me.
Rules have reasons--and you need to look into why you are doing things. Why regulations are in place. Why it is that certain things are done.
If there is a perfectly good and valid reason for doing said rule or action. Then, you regard your behaviours and patterns based on that good and valid reason. Acting on that reason--with a small regard for the rule that was made. Ready to adjust those actions and behaviours, as more information on the reason is presented.
Typically, the good rules have very good reasons.
This why anarchy is a bad thing. Some of these structures and what not have a very good reason to be in place.
Though, in order to see the structure, you need to know why it is there. What presents it. What makes it, what drives it.
If you agree with that structure, praise it. As it has earned it. If you disagree--well, I personally recommend arson. It is fairly popular with others.
Now, how did I get here--ignoring polities that was impressed upon me since an early age? Taking common society ethics and pointing out how retarded they are--to the point, that some people in ivory towers may suggest that I have the social graces of a retarded five year old?
I questioned them. I looked into why most of them are there.
Much the same reasons I am not a Christian for the reason of actually reading the Bible--most of these proper behaviours I have looked into as out dated. Archaic... and largely no longer relevant.
It is not to say that I do not have ethics... I just have ones that allow me to live. Poorly, yes--but hey, I am alive, and that is what counts.
Why did I question these? Well--I was kind of put to gun point over them. The thing is, the best authority requires people to question it. To ask about its invalidity. To point out issues with it. If it stands up, then the authority is earn--and is to be respected until further notice.
With me, you need to earn my respect. Just because you are a police man, homeless bum, govenator, president, politician, teacher, laywer or doctor, does not automatically earn respect. As well--you all fry the same. However, if in my questioning of who you are and what you do, everybody is an equal to earn my respect.
Except Gingers... bloody plague. We should round them up, put them into ghettos and gas them. I mean, they cause GRIDS you know, Ginger Related Immunol Deficiency Syndrome. I think I am valid here on my prejudices.
So, my ethics I follow? Lets go over them:
Sober People Make No Sense.
This is an important part of how I see the world. Now, imagine a drunk person. A group of sobre people are around that person. That drunk person will not be able to make any sense. However, it is not because they are in anyway drunk. As you put a sobre person in a group of drunk people--and you know what? It is the sobre person that is completely loony toons, nuts and has no clue what they are doing.
In any situation, were I do not make sense, or possible seem to make sense, I understand, that I have an equal chance of being drunk or sobre here.
I Do Not Convince Others In Arguments
When I argue, the last thing I am trying to do is convince the person. No, I reserve that for scolding or preaching. When arguing, my main purpose is to figure out how the other side's argument works. How it occurs, and operates. This is why I take it apart, to figure out how it works. And you know what? There generally is a good chance it works better than my side. At which point, my next few steps are to adopt their side into my views of the world.
If you do end up being convinced as I am questioning you, first, this requires the conscious idea on your part that your view does not add up. That it is broken. Typically, I am not going for this state. I start off assuming that your side works flawlessly, and to learn how and why it works. Generally defaulting to my side being in the wrong. Just trying to find out why and how I am wrong, in the dispute.
Without any solid evidence backing up your side, you are crazy.
Much like a person on the side of the street, holding an "end of the world is nigh" sign, tin foil on theri head, screaming about the 96 hour day--unless you can present some reason for why something is true, you will be regarded in this state or image.
If you cannot show why or how you came to a conclusion, I am entitled to believe you are nuts.
You are required to think I am nuts, until further notice
Did you know, that I believe I have some psionic ability? I do--I think all sorts of crazy things. Do I expect you to believe me that I am not crazy?
No, I am fucking nuts.
Until I can present any evidence that what is in my head is outside my head in some tangible form, my expectations is, if I mention something as ludicrous as my psionic abilities, that you roll your eyes, say "of course you do," and change the subject.
Or do the smart thing, and ask why I think such an insanely ludicrous proposition. As well, there must be some reason I have come to that conclusion. Such as:
Most of my views come from a complete lack of Nirvana Fallacy
I do not know why people say I invoke the Nirvana Fallacy all that often. As most of my knowledge on how the world works operates on me joking about how flawed my view is--I just do not have a better reason to explain the world.
Yes, a lot of what I observe, typically has some logical and viable reason to it. Please give that to me. As I look rather silly saying that crazy stuff. I mean, think about how silly most people claiming they have psychic powers are. Now realise that I know that I look this silly. Due to lack of other reason presented.
I only say that crazy stuff, due to complete lack of logical explanation. Once a logical explanation is given that fits all present criteria, I will latch onto that, like a pack of hungry weasels onto flesh.
I swear, I curse and I insult
It is nice that when some people are stressed they have some way to express it, that is acceptable. If you know a way, let me know, mmmkay?
Myself, when something pisses me off, my best bet for dealing with it is to face it. To confront it. Question it. Try describing it--and try to get it to describe itself.
If I am really stressed, insults and curses will slip in. You are fully capable of filtering these out to see my point. Just like you are capable of focusing on my insults, you are capable of looking around them, noting that I am obviously stressed--and look into seeing why it is that I am stressed.
Also, insults and curses are not capable of hurting you. About the only thing a person going off on a rant, insulting and cursing really harms is themself. For an insult to hit a major cord in you, or for a swear word to harm you--you need to allow it to. Typically, getting angry is a secondary emotion. Always there is a memory, mental image or feeling that comes up at prior to the anger.
When an insult causes somebody to go off, do not blame the insult. At this point, it merely is a symptom of a major issues. Much like giving somebody Vitamin C helps the scurvy, look into what is causing the insult to hurt the person.
As if not for that, all somebody jumping around cursing, screaming and flailing is going to do, is going to evoke a massive giggle attack. Which btw:
When I am Pissed Off, I am Going to Invoke a Giggle Attack
When, I am angry, stressed, or otherwise hurt, I start to crack jokes. Typically, you can gage how much a situation bothers me, due to how off coloured my jokes become. The more sarcastic I get, as I dress the situation down--and generally making myself look retarded as I rant about it...
The more stressed it has evidently made me. When I am stressed, and really pissed off, I start taunting what is causing it. Usually, it is the ridiculous situation itself that I make fun of an taunt. As it is more the situation than the person that is to blame. People are generally nice and fun to talk to. Situations are what usually makes them less fun.
So, when in an uncomfortable situation, I start cracking jokes.
Apparently, I Upset People With My Ethics
How to call somebody a god in a very insulting manner.
Oh, hey, want to refer to somebody as a very enlightened person, with all evidence pointing to yes, this person is in fact the enlightened Kung Foo master and all? Yet, still have everybody around you, see this as you completely tearing a strip off this person, while calling him highly enlightened?
Here is one way:
As here, I pointed to a policy in question that was confusing as a form of enlightened Koan of sorts. That is, something along the line of "I am Buddha. I am not Buddha.". In this case, "You may not used the Article Talk page. You may use the Article Talk Page."
To clear this up further (brown is such a clear state of mud, you know?), I tried to support that it was a Buddhist Koan type reference here, by referring to a specific (an near lunatic status) school of Buddhism, that asks if dogs have Buddha qualities.
Essentially, I just told somebody that
A) His policy does not make any sense.
B) Opened a line of question to explain it.
C) Called him an enlightened admin
and
D) The admin felt rather insulted in the process
I mean, yes, I was rather impatient with him--but looking at previous articles, I am usually on edge in various communities dealing with Wikis. As typically, the admins of these places, are the exact sort that use to admin /M[UO].*/ of yesteryear. Typically as it is the only way they can get a power trip. It is, in short an outlet on life, where they still have some power.
Mind you, I do not hate them for it--no, this is merely a symptom of another worse situation. As the solution SHOULD be, looking into why they have gotten to the point, that the only place they think they have power is online. That should be what is disliked--not the power tripping admin.
Also, further more, it was cleared up, after I was blocked, that the talk page is for pointing out typos and broken links. Only confirming what I had long since suspected: complete and total misuse of MediaWiki software on a news portal.
As the whole point of having a software that anybody can edit, is that, well, anybody can edit it. And removing that "anybody can edit" by having them required to go through several steps of well--redundant department or redundancy stuff--to edit it for valid reasons to just do it (typos and bad links)...
Well--this is why I really hate wikis. The software and product itself is manageable, however, this is another Internets that I hate on the grounds of, "DAMN SCOTS! THEY RUINED SCOTLAND!"
This goes along with sprite Comics, Fan Fiction, Vampyr Communities, FPS, MMORPGs, Flash and PHP--that I really am leery about entering. As the concept of these communities really is not bad in and of themselves--it is the idiots using the concepts that I hate.
Here is one way:
See! I just called a site admin a rather enlightened Buddha type figure... and... I got banned for it.*blinks* well between the complete English fail here on presenting what you mean, this discussion was pretty much over already.I mean, while I understand that this has been discussed to death (hence why I kind of dropped it in a form of agreement)... you DO realise that you said, "the talk page is to talk about X. Not to talk about X." to most people? I mean, unless you mean, that we are only to talk about the spelling, grammar and literary value of the article, I cannot have any clue as to what you just suggested as the policy in place here.I mean, unless we go uber-meta, how can you talk about the article without talking of the context that the article is in, that is, the article's subject.To bring up a summary, you just jumped into a discussion that ended, and said a confusing statement that talking about your article is a rather schroedinger's status here. As in the Talk we can both talk about the article and not talk about the article. Darklord, do you perchance have dog qualities? And if so, could you regale what the sound of one handed clapping is? --KatrinaTheLamia 19:49, 7 May 2010 (UTC)
As here, I pointed to a policy in question that was confusing as a form of enlightened Koan of sorts. That is, something along the line of "I am Buddha. I am not Buddha.". In this case, "You may not used the Article Talk page. You may use the Article Talk Page."
To clear this up further (brown is such a clear state of mud, you know?), I tried to support that it was a Buddhist Koan type reference here, by referring to a specific (an near lunatic status) school of Buddhism, that asks if dogs have Buddha qualities.
Essentially, I just told somebody that
A) His policy does not make any sense.
B) Opened a line of question to explain it.
C) Called him an enlightened admin
and
D) The admin felt rather insulted in the process
I mean, yes, I was rather impatient with him--but looking at previous articles, I am usually on edge in various communities dealing with Wikis. As typically, the admins of these places, are the exact sort that use to admin /M[UO].*/ of yesteryear. Typically as it is the only way they can get a power trip. It is, in short an outlet on life, where they still have some power.
Mind you, I do not hate them for it--no, this is merely a symptom of another worse situation. As the solution SHOULD be, looking into why they have gotten to the point, that the only place they think they have power is online. That should be what is disliked--not the power tripping admin.
Also, further more, it was cleared up, after I was blocked, that the talk page is for pointing out typos and broken links. Only confirming what I had long since suspected: complete and total misuse of MediaWiki software on a news portal.
As the whole point of having a software that anybody can edit, is that, well, anybody can edit it. And removing that "anybody can edit" by having them required to go through several steps of well--redundant department or redundancy stuff--to edit it for valid reasons to just do it (typos and bad links)...
Well--this is why I really hate wikis. The software and product itself is manageable, however, this is another Internets that I hate on the grounds of, "DAMN SCOTS! THEY RUINED SCOTLAND!"
This goes along with sprite Comics, Fan Fiction, Vampyr Communities, FPS, MMORPGs, Flash and PHP--that I really am leery about entering. As the concept of these communities really is not bad in and of themselves--it is the idiots using the concepts that I hate.
2010-04-14
Strip Prisoner's Dilemma: Rules
So, I have officially been challenged. I read something on XKCD that indicated nobody came up with rules for the game Strip Prisoner's Dilemma.
A brief summary of Prisoner's Dilemma for those unfamiliar:
Prisoner's Dilemma was designed to be a psychological game. One that is meant to figure out how most people work. Created one: to understand how people work, and two: gain the task of getting prisoners to confess.
You have probably seen this on various crime dramas.
The idea is that the prisoners are split up. If one confesses, and the other denies, the person who confesses will get six months, where as the one that denies will get ten years. If they both confess, they both get five years. If neither confess, they got off without a punishment.
Now, naturally because of how Rule 34 works and operates to most people (protip: it is a challenge for people, to ensure that nothing is safe from Rule 34) I have to come up with a set of pornographic rules to this game.
This is a game where there are two people involved. Prisoner's Dilemma really does not allow for more than two people--though, I will give mutliplayer rules in an advanced section.
Each person has a two cards they can use. One says "confess" and the other says "denies".
If one confesses and the other denies two articles of clothing come off the denier, followed by the denier required to masturbate for two time units (this is an arbitrary amount of time that both partners should know before hand), while the other player lightly feels up their skin in nonsexual regions however they want (finger tips, toes, tongue, nose, side of head, etc. You know what gets you off).
If both confess, both players remove one article of clothing and proceed for a rather heavy make out session for one time unit.
If both deny, both player keep their current clothing and lightly feel each other up in nonsexual regions. That is by rubbing finger tips, toes, tongue, side of head, etc., over the other player. Naturally the two partners should have a good idea of what gets the other off. Finger tips _usually_ are a save guess. Unless on of the partners is a amputee without finger tips and gets jealous at the idea of this occurring (would not be the most psychologically screwed up thing I have heard about people not liking). This is merely done until one of the partners says, "crime", or some other word as such.
In the case of more than two players, the total amount of time units, is how many players there are. This is also the total amount of clothing to come off in a turn is how many players there are.
In the case of a confession, the amount of people denying have to remove a set of clothes divided based on "total clothes" / deniers. Rounding up, of course. The amount of time units spend with the people denying in the case of a confession is "time units" / deniers. Rounding up of course.
In the case that everybody denies, it most results in people feeling each other up, until somebody says "crime", or something like that.
There we go, Rule 34, complete fixed to have Strip Prisoner's Dilemma.
I expect to see at least on fetish site with a fantasy scene around Prisoner's Dilemma also called Strip Prisoner's Dilemma. Likely a lesbian or gay bondage site or some sort, with two "prisoners" confessing or denying to a kinky "crime", and punished accordingly.
Now go my little starlings, go forth and be fruity!
A brief summary of Prisoner's Dilemma for those unfamiliar:
Prisoner's Dilemma was designed to be a psychological game. One that is meant to figure out how most people work. Created one: to understand how people work, and two: gain the task of getting prisoners to confess.
You have probably seen this on various crime dramas.
The idea is that the prisoners are split up. If one confesses, and the other denies, the person who confesses will get six months, where as the one that denies will get ten years. If they both confess, they both get five years. If neither confess, they got off without a punishment.
Now, naturally because of how Rule 34 works and operates to most people (protip: it is a challenge for people, to ensure that nothing is safe from Rule 34) I have to come up with a set of pornographic rules to this game.
This is a game where there are two people involved. Prisoner's Dilemma really does not allow for more than two people--though, I will give mutliplayer rules in an advanced section.
Each person has a two cards they can use. One says "confess" and the other says "denies".
If one confesses and the other denies two articles of clothing come off the denier, followed by the denier required to masturbate for two time units (this is an arbitrary amount of time that both partners should know before hand), while the other player lightly feels up their skin in nonsexual regions however they want (finger tips, toes, tongue, nose, side of head, etc. You know what gets you off).
If both confess, both players remove one article of clothing and proceed for a rather heavy make out session for one time unit.
If both deny, both player keep their current clothing and lightly feel each other up in nonsexual regions. That is by rubbing finger tips, toes, tongue, side of head, etc., over the other player. Naturally the two partners should have a good idea of what gets the other off. Finger tips _usually_ are a save guess. Unless on of the partners is a amputee without finger tips and gets jealous at the idea of this occurring (would not be the most psychologically screwed up thing I have heard about people not liking). This is merely done until one of the partners says, "crime", or some other word as such.
In the case of more than two players, the total amount of time units, is how many players there are. This is also the total amount of clothing to come off in a turn is how many players there are.
In the case of a confession, the amount of people denying have to remove a set of clothes divided based on "total clothes" / deniers. Rounding up, of course. The amount of time units spend with the people denying in the case of a confession is "time units" / deniers. Rounding up of course.
In the case that everybody denies, it most results in people feeling each other up, until somebody says "crime", or something like that.
There we go, Rule 34, complete fixed to have Strip Prisoner's Dilemma.
I expect to see at least on fetish site with a fantasy scene around Prisoner's Dilemma also called Strip Prisoner's Dilemma. Likely a lesbian or gay bondage site or some sort, with two "prisoners" confessing or denying to a kinky "crime", and punished accordingly.
Now go my little starlings, go forth and be fruity!
2010-04-07
Why Nintendo Kicked Square Out of their Good Graces: The Alternative Truth
As we are all aware, when Nintendo released the Nintendo 64, relations with Square kind of took a nose dive. It should also be known that the last decent Final Fantasy game was for a Nintendo system. Final Fantasy seemed to keep getting more crap like with each installment from number seven on. Now, was it so much that Square left Nintendo in disgust of their cartridge system? Or perhaps Square felt Nintendo was being too limiting on the games they could make.
As we all know, Nintendo at least tries to make their games resemble a quality game for the whole family. At least... out side of Japan anyways.
It was during discussions of what Final Fantasy 7 would entail that Nintendo and Square had their big dispute. Generally listed that Square wanted to "do more on a game than the system would allow."
Now, let us suppose that the System here is not the N64 cartridge limitations--which were not nearly as severe as people make them out to be. Consider what all was done with LoZ: OoT and LoZ: MM. We STILL have people tearing though the code for those games and finding new stuff. Including a few things that were just thrown in as junk. Like the reports of code for Arwings and a Pirate Ship in OoT. OoT was in development for some time--and it was fairly impressive how they set it up.
Likely Square was talking to Nintendo about Cloud and some of the other characters in Final Fantasy 7. You know Cloud, Mr. "I cut myself, because I only know I am still alive if I hurt."
The writers likely presented Cloud and a few other characters--and the concept of Aeris dying to Nintendo, and I really doubt they would have any of it. I mean, if they had stayed, there would have been a quest to revive Aeris. And Cloud would have been a lot more chipper and happy in the game. Perhaps generally enjoying life--for just as little reason as Cloud currently is a--to put it simply: an Emo bastard.
I mean, yes, he did seem to have developed and got better by the end of Final Fantasy 7, only to have had the writer's decide that merely was a high point in his otherwise overly chemically depressed life.
Now then, compare this to other Nintendo Characters:
Mario is a large over weight plumber. Generally looks about as ugly as something that gets his face smacked in with a shovel every third day. He has a happy simple life. Gets hit on by trannies (like Birdo or Vivian)--and has a few Princesses shove him around, generally being various teases. Including Peach who instead went to "her" (see last blog entry) kidnapper for a relief.
Then to Link. If anybody has any right to be emo, it is Link. Link generally starts off every game with his parents killed off in some fashion, and an evil entity out to kill all his friends and people he cares about. Followed by this evil entity poisoning the land he grew up in. Then he usually has to grab three tokens followed by seven tokens to even see him. Yes, he does get some decent weapons--but he generally starts off his every incarnation getting the short end of the rope.
Never mind the four Legend of Zelda CDi games that he has to him. Samus Aran, Mario and Fox McCloud do not even have this to them. Oh--right... you only know about the first three. The fourth LoZ CDi game, known as The Death Disk colloquially, is said to be a component in the Necronomicon for the summoning of the final days, where the elder things from worlds outside our comprehension shall rise from the depths, and feast on us all. The Death Disk is currently being guarded in secret. The lucky ones are the first to be eaten, should any body find the Death Disk.
Kidding about fictional games aside--if anybody has any right of Nintendo mascots to be an emo kid, it would be one of Link's many incarnations. Though, I doubt any Emo kid would be known for the lines associated with Link from the old cartoon, such as: "weeeeeeeeell, excuuuuuuuse me princess."
I mean, and then Link also has Navi for a reoccurring character. If I had Navi even appear in my life, I would probably start talking about how I want to kill myself and being all depressed. I mean, seriously--living with Navi is probably a lot better reason to do emo blogs on livejournal than anything else I can think of.
And yet--nobody can possibly think of Link and Emo--until now. Eris damnit! I just invoked Rule 34 on Emo Link--probably mixed in with Shadow Link. If you desire to kill me, this would be another very good reason to do so. I am personally surprised with the sheer lack of lynch mobs in my life. I am going to need to change this.
Next, we move onto Fox McCloud. His father was shot down by his father's wingman. His father exists only in a state of his own mind, where every now and then, Fox will hallucinate his father coming to help him. Or sometimes this element in his mind will be used against him, by entities with telepathic powers, such as the Aparoids.
Now, Fox has not had much for games. His first game was on the SNES, which he seemed fairly calm and confident. Able to choose his path. The second game, Star Fox 2, was never released. It looked like it may have been a fairly decent and well done game.
Then Star Fox 64 was a remake, of sorts, of Star Fox. With some differences to the comic made of Star Fox. The Star Fox comic had Fox McCloud going on all three routes to try to get to Andross generally getting a lot of collateral damage done on his home, the Lylat System. Even then, in Star Fox 64 there are a lot of remnants of a really fierce war. Fox pretty much grew up in a war torn home.
I mean--this kind of puts Fox McCloud on a similar level to child soldiers in Africa.
Next game, he meets the love of his life, Krystal. Then has to deal with a Borg-like enemy consuming the Lylat system with technology that was hard to really face. There was a lot more that could have been lost in that war.
Then we move onto his involvement in Star Fox: Command Missions. Generally having a lot of character development elements show up in the game. Even at one point, with Krystal going off to join Star Wolf--his arch nemesis.
And yet, Fox does not seem Emo. If anything, he seems to be a little bit gruffer around the edges after this. Rather than blog about it on the Lylat Equivalent to live journal, he is more likely to kick somebody's ass in a bar fight. Orrr... go on a hot steamy date with Falco. I am personally waiting for this to show up as canon myself. As it is, there is no sign of any form of torrid love affair between Falco and Fox out side of slash fiction.
It really does not help, that Star Fox games generally tend to be few and far between. I personally love the series.
Next we move onto Samus Aran. Samus Aran has no idea who her parents were. They were killed long ago by a space pirate raid. She was left alive to be raised by the Chozo. Which she then went on to get her revenge mission, and become a well known bounty hunter.
While she may lament about fallen allies in Fusion--I must admit, I never really saw her as Emo. More just likely to kick your ass for looking at her the wrong way. But then, this was never a series I particularly enjoyed. I enjoyed Metroid on the NES--it has been a while since I played Metroid 2. Super Metroid I generally consider very over rated, and really, not worth my time. Metroid Fusion I got stuck in--there was a puzzle that refused to be solved. This puzzle is never able to be solved any time I head there either in the game. Metroid Prime, I am staying away from until I can find a copy of Metroid Prime Trilogy. Though--even then, I have never really been that interested in FPS, after all the really bad FPS I have seen over the years.
Then we have Metroid: Other M, and Metroid: Zero Mission, that I may check out--but well, I just cannot get into the Metroid series. I also really do not get why people are such huge fans of it. I just do not see the connection people have with it.
But then, I also consider Legend of Zelda: Link to the Past one of the biggest scrap heaps I have ever had the misfortune to play. Generally looking like an NES game, with only minor increases in functionality for the SNES. The graphics look horrible, even by other SNES games of a similar release date. I mean, compare the graphics in Sword of Mana (originally a SNES game) and Secret of Mana to LoZ:LttP. This is without going into what we found the system to really be capable of, when they released Yoshi's Island and Kirby's Dreamland 3. Kirby's Dreamland 3 generally having better graphics and much nicer look to it than Kirby 64: the Crystal Shards.
Also, around the same time as the release of the N64, Pokemon would have been gearing up. Creating Nintendo's mouse mascot we all know: Pikachu. The idea of Pokemon is the world is filled with monsters that generally could destroy you by breathing on you. There are many Pokedex entries about Pokemon who can destroy entires cities and militia forces in their general goals. You play as an 10/11 year old kid, who runs around, and shoves these monsters in tiny little capsules. I mean, I just want to see them try an Emo protagonist with this game. I honestly do not want to know it is possible though. I mean, even Wes, who was 17 did not seem Emo. Well, not to me anyways.
-=-
So--I dunno it just seems that very Square was going with the Final Fantasy series. Particularly FF7, FF8, FFX and FFX-2, may not have been a direction that Nintendo would have been happy with. If they did stay with Nintendo, the series likely would have ended up being way different than how we know it. Even without technology constraints measured in.
As we all know, Nintendo at least tries to make their games resemble a quality game for the whole family. At least... out side of Japan anyways.
It was during discussions of what Final Fantasy 7 would entail that Nintendo and Square had their big dispute. Generally listed that Square wanted to "do more on a game than the system would allow."
Now, let us suppose that the System here is not the N64 cartridge limitations--which were not nearly as severe as people make them out to be. Consider what all was done with LoZ: OoT and LoZ: MM. We STILL have people tearing though the code for those games and finding new stuff. Including a few things that were just thrown in as junk. Like the reports of code for Arwings and a Pirate Ship in OoT. OoT was in development for some time--and it was fairly impressive how they set it up.
Likely Square was talking to Nintendo about Cloud and some of the other characters in Final Fantasy 7. You know Cloud, Mr. "I cut myself, because I only know I am still alive if I hurt."
The writers likely presented Cloud and a few other characters--and the concept of Aeris dying to Nintendo, and I really doubt they would have any of it. I mean, if they had stayed, there would have been a quest to revive Aeris. And Cloud would have been a lot more chipper and happy in the game. Perhaps generally enjoying life--for just as little reason as Cloud currently is a--to put it simply: an Emo bastard.
I mean, yes, he did seem to have developed and got better by the end of Final Fantasy 7, only to have had the writer's decide that merely was a high point in his otherwise overly chemically depressed life.
Now then, compare this to other Nintendo Characters:
Mario is a large over weight plumber. Generally looks about as ugly as something that gets his face smacked in with a shovel every third day. He has a happy simple life. Gets hit on by trannies (like Birdo or Vivian)--and has a few Princesses shove him around, generally being various teases. Including Peach who instead went to "her" (see last blog entry) kidnapper for a relief.
Then to Link. If anybody has any right to be emo, it is Link. Link generally starts off every game with his parents killed off in some fashion, and an evil entity out to kill all his friends and people he cares about. Followed by this evil entity poisoning the land he grew up in. Then he usually has to grab three tokens followed by seven tokens to even see him. Yes, he does get some decent weapons--but he generally starts off his every incarnation getting the short end of the rope.
Never mind the four Legend of Zelda CDi games that he has to him. Samus Aran, Mario and Fox McCloud do not even have this to them. Oh--right... you only know about the first three. The fourth LoZ CDi game, known as The Death Disk colloquially, is said to be a component in the Necronomicon for the summoning of the final days, where the elder things from worlds outside our comprehension shall rise from the depths, and feast on us all. The Death Disk is currently being guarded in secret. The lucky ones are the first to be eaten, should any body find the Death Disk.
Kidding about fictional games aside--if anybody has any right of Nintendo mascots to be an emo kid, it would be one of Link's many incarnations. Though, I doubt any Emo kid would be known for the lines associated with Link from the old cartoon, such as: "weeeeeeeeell, excuuuuuuuse me princess."
I mean, and then Link also has Navi for a reoccurring character. If I had Navi even appear in my life, I would probably start talking about how I want to kill myself and being all depressed. I mean, seriously--living with Navi is probably a lot better reason to do emo blogs on livejournal than anything else I can think of.
And yet--nobody can possibly think of Link and Emo--until now. Eris damnit! I just invoked Rule 34 on Emo Link--probably mixed in with Shadow Link. If you desire to kill me, this would be another very good reason to do so. I am personally surprised with the sheer lack of lynch mobs in my life. I am going to need to change this.
Next, we move onto Fox McCloud. His father was shot down by his father's wingman. His father exists only in a state of his own mind, where every now and then, Fox will hallucinate his father coming to help him. Or sometimes this element in his mind will be used against him, by entities with telepathic powers, such as the Aparoids.
Now, Fox has not had much for games. His first game was on the SNES, which he seemed fairly calm and confident. Able to choose his path. The second game, Star Fox 2, was never released. It looked like it may have been a fairly decent and well done game.
Then Star Fox 64 was a remake, of sorts, of Star Fox. With some differences to the comic made of Star Fox. The Star Fox comic had Fox McCloud going on all three routes to try to get to Andross generally getting a lot of collateral damage done on his home, the Lylat System. Even then, in Star Fox 64 there are a lot of remnants of a really fierce war. Fox pretty much grew up in a war torn home.
I mean--this kind of puts Fox McCloud on a similar level to child soldiers in Africa.
Next game, he meets the love of his life, Krystal. Then has to deal with a Borg-like enemy consuming the Lylat system with technology that was hard to really face. There was a lot more that could have been lost in that war.
Then we move onto his involvement in Star Fox: Command Missions. Generally having a lot of character development elements show up in the game. Even at one point, with Krystal going off to join Star Wolf--his arch nemesis.
And yet, Fox does not seem Emo. If anything, he seems to be a little bit gruffer around the edges after this. Rather than blog about it on the Lylat Equivalent to live journal, he is more likely to kick somebody's ass in a bar fight. Orrr... go on a hot steamy date with Falco. I am personally waiting for this to show up as canon myself. As it is, there is no sign of any form of torrid love affair between Falco and Fox out side of slash fiction.
It really does not help, that Star Fox games generally tend to be few and far between. I personally love the series.
Next we move onto Samus Aran. Samus Aran has no idea who her parents were. They were killed long ago by a space pirate raid. She was left alive to be raised by the Chozo. Which she then went on to get her revenge mission, and become a well known bounty hunter.
While she may lament about fallen allies in Fusion--I must admit, I never really saw her as Emo. More just likely to kick your ass for looking at her the wrong way. But then, this was never a series I particularly enjoyed. I enjoyed Metroid on the NES--it has been a while since I played Metroid 2. Super Metroid I generally consider very over rated, and really, not worth my time. Metroid Fusion I got stuck in--there was a puzzle that refused to be solved. This puzzle is never able to be solved any time I head there either in the game. Metroid Prime, I am staying away from until I can find a copy of Metroid Prime Trilogy. Though--even then, I have never really been that interested in FPS, after all the really bad FPS I have seen over the years.
Then we have Metroid: Other M, and Metroid: Zero Mission, that I may check out--but well, I just cannot get into the Metroid series. I also really do not get why people are such huge fans of it. I just do not see the connection people have with it.
But then, I also consider Legend of Zelda: Link to the Past one of the biggest scrap heaps I have ever had the misfortune to play. Generally looking like an NES game, with only minor increases in functionality for the SNES. The graphics look horrible, even by other SNES games of a similar release date. I mean, compare the graphics in Sword of Mana (originally a SNES game) and Secret of Mana to LoZ:LttP. This is without going into what we found the system to really be capable of, when they released Yoshi's Island and Kirby's Dreamland 3. Kirby's Dreamland 3 generally having better graphics and much nicer look to it than Kirby 64: the Crystal Shards.
Also, around the same time as the release of the N64, Pokemon would have been gearing up. Creating Nintendo's mouse mascot we all know: Pikachu. The idea of Pokemon is the world is filled with monsters that generally could destroy you by breathing on you. There are many Pokedex entries about Pokemon who can destroy entires cities and militia forces in their general goals. You play as an 10/11 year old kid, who runs around, and shoves these monsters in tiny little capsules. I mean, I just want to see them try an Emo protagonist with this game. I honestly do not want to know it is possible though. I mean, even Wes, who was 17 did not seem Emo. Well, not to me anyways.
-=-
So--I dunno it just seems that very Square was going with the Final Fantasy series. Particularly FF7, FF8, FFX and FFX-2, may not have been a direction that Nintendo would have been happy with. If they did stay with Nintendo, the series likely would have ended up being way different than how we know it. Even without technology constraints measured in.
Super Mario Sisters: Your Plumber's Life in the Dirty Streets of the Mushroom Kingdom
Okay--now then. the Mario Bros series may be a little bit hard to follow. Here is a little set of clip notes to help you understand this world and series a little bit better.
You start off with Mario and Luigi. Two Brooklyn plumbers who are ethnically Italian, for some odd reason. Mario and Luigi are fraternal twins. They found themselves, somehow, in the Mushroom Kingdom, where they are the only human people there.
Well, except for Wario. Mario's OTHER twin brother. And Wario's twin brother Waluigi. Though, there is doubt as to whether Waluigi exists and anything other than a hallucination by Wario. Which is a very entertaining idea to follow. As Waluigi does not really appear in many games at all.
So, we have four twins. This without the "evil twin" villain that has appeared in various of the RPG titles. Usually an enemy disguising themselves as Mario.
Next we have Baby Mario and Baby Luigi, both of whom where born and were residents of the Mushroom Kingdom. Kind of screwing with Mario and Luigi's already highly held back story. Mostly held by a fair amount of outside media that Nintendo spread around prior to Super Mario World 2: Yoshi's Island. This appearing in The Super Mario Brothers Super Show and the Mario Brothers cartoon that was created, independently from Captain Lou Albino, in Japan.
Okay, you have this all settled, good.
Now, we meet Mario's first love. Princess Pauline. Mario saved Princess Pauline from Donkey Kong several times. Eventually Mario ends up putting Donkey Kong in a cage, and Donkey Kong Jnr. comes and rescues his daddy. Placing Mario as a villain in a game.
Next, Mario moves onto rescuing Princess Peach Toadstool from King Bowser Koopa. Princess Pauline is dropped like last night's spaghetti and spicy meat-a-balls. Rarely mentioned from here on. Generally, Princess Peach is the damsel for all the games, up until the Wii games. Then we get Princess Rosalina for our damsel.
So why not move onto the Koopa family. Currently, the known members are King Bowser Koopa, the Koopa Kids, and Bowser Jnr. Bowser Jnr. is noted as King Koopa and Peach's love child. Though, when Mario confronts Bowser, Bowser Jnr. and Peach about this, Peach says it is not "her" kid.
Now then, we go to the Koopa Kids. Where do they come from? I mean--it is not like Bowser really has a harem or anything. I mean--"he" is always after Princess Peach. Well, one game does have the Koopa Kids call Bowletta mom. Also known as: Bowser in drag. Though, Bowser having large amounts of anonymous sex as a girl with fully working reproductive organs WOULD explain their appearance. In lieu of any other seemingly reasonable explaination.
Now, this leads the question of where did Bowser Jnr. come from? If Bowser is a girl, and Peach is a girl...
Did I mention that Peach is rarely the damsel in distress on games from the Wii forward. Peach has also been the hero of one game where she saved Mario and Luigi from Bowser.
We also have seen various games where Peach has disguised herself in various situations to get somewhere she wanted to be. Though, this ability to sneak out with disguises seems to not appear consistently. Possibly because the Peach persona she has taken the show with, is one she enjoys the most.
Bowser Jnr's mother is actually Bowser--his/her father is Princess Peach. This kind of sort of hints as to what that rather odd talk Bowser and Bowser Jnr would need to have after the end of Super Mario Sunshine.
It also raises questions as to why TEC from Paper Mario: The Thousand Year Door, was so interested in Peach. The Pervy computer's perv factor has just jumped up a few levels.
It is not like the first time there has been /trans.*/ characters in Mario Brothers. Vivian is a male, who generally flirts with everybody in the game he is in. In Japan and a few other regions, his flirting is taken just fine, with no major issues. However, outside of Japan, Nintendo did not think that Vivian was quite the image they wanted to spread. So Vivian got his MtF transitional surgery outside of Japan.
This is without going into the Birdo issues. Birdo was noted in the manual of his debue game as being a guy, but wore a bow, and insisted everybody refer to him as "her". This manual, revealing Birdo to be a drag queen, cross dresser or transgendered, was recalled shortly after it was put out. He was only returned to this status, after he hooked up with Yoshi. A character generally referred to as male, despite having fully functional reproductive organs. Nintendo, decided to start going with the idea of referring to Birdo as male, and Yoshi as female. As the idea of a /trans.*/ lesbian couple seems really weird to most people. It is either those of Birdo is a girl, and Yoshi is constantly mpreg.
I mean, it is fully possible that Peach is just a really convincing Ladyboy. Try playing Super Princess Peach with this idea. Helps if you have seen enough cartoons and comics depicting this happenstance. Hayate Combat Butler is a popular one I hear. There are many many more.
Naturally when Peach ended up finally getting close with Mario, doing more than bake him some cake--which was not known to be a lie at this point in history. Since then, scientific research has indicated that yes, the cake is, in fact, a lie. Finally Mario got the truth--all twelve inches of it. Peach rarely needs to tuck it. However, when she does tuck it in, she does do a remarkably good job of it. This does explain greatly why dresses are an issue in New Super Mario Brothers Wii.
So now Mario is after Princess Rosalina--with I guess Peach still in the story as Bowser Jnr's deadbeat father. Though, this would explain her kidnappings now. Bowser just wants to talk about alimony and child payments.
And that is my post, ensuring your nightmares have been kept booked for the next week. Well, some of you, this will result in a few wet dreams... perverts.
You start off with Mario and Luigi. Two Brooklyn plumbers who are ethnically Italian, for some odd reason. Mario and Luigi are fraternal twins. They found themselves, somehow, in the Mushroom Kingdom, where they are the only human people there.
Well, except for Wario. Mario's OTHER twin brother. And Wario's twin brother Waluigi. Though, there is doubt as to whether Waluigi exists and anything other than a hallucination by Wario. Which is a very entertaining idea to follow. As Waluigi does not really appear in many games at all.
So, we have four twins. This without the "evil twin" villain that has appeared in various of the RPG titles. Usually an enemy disguising themselves as Mario.
Next we have Baby Mario and Baby Luigi, both of whom where born and were residents of the Mushroom Kingdom. Kind of screwing with Mario and Luigi's already highly held back story. Mostly held by a fair amount of outside media that Nintendo spread around prior to Super Mario World 2: Yoshi's Island. This appearing in The Super Mario Brothers Super Show and the Mario Brothers cartoon that was created, independently from Captain Lou Albino, in Japan.
Okay, you have this all settled, good.
Now, we meet Mario's first love. Princess Pauline. Mario saved Princess Pauline from Donkey Kong several times. Eventually Mario ends up putting Donkey Kong in a cage, and Donkey Kong Jnr. comes and rescues his daddy. Placing Mario as a villain in a game.
Next, Mario moves onto rescuing Princess Peach Toadstool from King Bowser Koopa. Princess Pauline is dropped like last night's spaghetti and spicy meat-a-balls. Rarely mentioned from here on. Generally, Princess Peach is the damsel for all the games, up until the Wii games. Then we get Princess Rosalina for our damsel.
So why not move onto the Koopa family. Currently, the known members are King Bowser Koopa, the Koopa Kids, and Bowser Jnr. Bowser Jnr. is noted as King Koopa and Peach's love child. Though, when Mario confronts Bowser, Bowser Jnr. and Peach about this, Peach says it is not "her" kid.
Now then, we go to the Koopa Kids. Where do they come from? I mean--it is not like Bowser really has a harem or anything. I mean--"he" is always after Princess Peach. Well, one game does have the Koopa Kids call Bowletta mom. Also known as: Bowser in drag. Though, Bowser having large amounts of anonymous sex as a girl with fully working reproductive organs WOULD explain their appearance. In lieu of any other seemingly reasonable explaination.
Now, this leads the question of where did Bowser Jnr. come from? If Bowser is a girl, and Peach is a girl...
Did I mention that Peach is rarely the damsel in distress on games from the Wii forward. Peach has also been the hero of one game where she saved Mario and Luigi from Bowser.
We also have seen various games where Peach has disguised herself in various situations to get somewhere she wanted to be. Though, this ability to sneak out with disguises seems to not appear consistently. Possibly because the Peach persona she has taken the show with, is one she enjoys the most.
Bowser Jnr's mother is actually Bowser--his/her father is Princess Peach. This kind of sort of hints as to what that rather odd talk Bowser and Bowser Jnr would need to have after the end of Super Mario Sunshine.
It also raises questions as to why TEC from Paper Mario: The Thousand Year Door, was so interested in Peach. The Pervy computer's perv factor has just jumped up a few levels.
It is not like the first time there has been /trans.*/ characters in Mario Brothers. Vivian is a male, who generally flirts with everybody in the game he is in. In Japan and a few other regions, his flirting is taken just fine, with no major issues. However, outside of Japan, Nintendo did not think that Vivian was quite the image they wanted to spread. So Vivian got his MtF transitional surgery outside of Japan.
This is without going into the Birdo issues. Birdo was noted in the manual of his debue game as being a guy, but wore a bow, and insisted everybody refer to him as "her". This manual, revealing Birdo to be a drag queen, cross dresser or transgendered, was recalled shortly after it was put out. He was only returned to this status, after he hooked up with Yoshi. A character generally referred to as male, despite having fully functional reproductive organs. Nintendo, decided to start going with the idea of referring to Birdo as male, and Yoshi as female. As the idea of a /trans.*/ lesbian couple seems really weird to most people. It is either those of Birdo is a girl, and Yoshi is constantly mpreg.
I mean, it is fully possible that Peach is just a really convincing Ladyboy. Try playing Super Princess Peach with this idea. Helps if you have seen enough cartoons and comics depicting this happenstance. Hayate Combat Butler is a popular one I hear. There are many many more.
Naturally when Peach ended up finally getting close with Mario, doing more than bake him some cake--which was not known to be a lie at this point in history. Since then, scientific research has indicated that yes, the cake is, in fact, a lie. Finally Mario got the truth--all twelve inches of it. Peach rarely needs to tuck it. However, when she does tuck it in, she does do a remarkably good job of it. This does explain greatly why dresses are an issue in New Super Mario Brothers Wii.
So now Mario is after Princess Rosalina--with I guess Peach still in the story as Bowser Jnr's deadbeat father. Though, this would explain her kidnappings now. Bowser just wants to talk about alimony and child payments.
And that is my post, ensuring your nightmares have been kept booked for the next week. Well, some of you, this will result in a few wet dreams... perverts.
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