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With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Fourteen)

I'd love to see their reaction to our crazier fiction, though, especially science fiction and superheroes.
And the parodies. The more centralized governments hate those for some reason. And the horror movies, Pinhead and other supernatural get to terroify another planet that had a lot of actual trouble with demonic cults.
 
"Sub titles..? Written translations on the screen?"
Interesting that either Thanagar has no concept of subtitles, or this woman hasn't heard of them. If they have very good translation tech then subs may have died out in favour of very good dubs, but I'd've thought they'd still have to cater to deaf people to an extent.
"Ah… Okay, consider me warned. I'm not really sure… What the cost of this licence is or what restrictions they'll be anyway, so I can't decide whether the issues you raised affect the perceived value…"
'there'll'?

Thanagarians have been… Comprehensive, in their cultural shift. While the cities all predate the Equalizing Plague, there are no government buildings which do. And not because they were torn down during the… I'm not sure what to call it, exactly. Putsch? Is it a putsch if you don't kill your ruler, just kick them out? 'Uprising' suggests an improvised mass movement, and… Looking at the official history and Bleez's family's private records, I'm not.. sure how much support the coup actually had. Palace coup, then.
"The Equalizing Plague really messed everyone up, right?"
"Is that really the issue? Just… Limit us to things made before the Equalising Plague. Your doctrine's completely changed since then."
Should all be 'Equalising' I think, or maybe 'Equalizing'.
"We're not really an interstellar civilisation, we've just got a small number of crazy geniuses who build stuff for themselves and then don't share with the rest of us. Thaddeus Sivana and Theodore Knight, in this case. Even if we wanted to attack Thanagar or aid its enemies, we couldn't. And we don't, because as I said we've got our own problems and don't have anything against you in the first place."
Did Captain Comet have one too? He might've just used telekinesis, can't recall.
"Then wouldn't alien media cause you people problems. If they're not familiar with other species."
'your'?
Maybe the mistake was going through the government in the first place. Once you do that, they aren't interested in making money, they're interested in risks.
I imagine it'd be difficult to get this stuff from the private sector when the government is so authoritarian.
He can just pirate their content. What are they going to do? But can't Earth just use Mars content instead? They do seem to be psychologically similar enough to love Earth content.
Probably not a good idea for Earth to steal from its interstellar neighbour, who they currently enjoy fairly good relations with.
 
Interesting that either Thanagar has no concept of subtitles, or this woman hasn't heard of them. If they have very good translation tech then subs may have died out in favour of very good dubs, but I'd've thought they'd still have to cater to deaf people to an extent.
They either fix the deafness or they don't care about them.
'there'll'?
Should all be 'Equalising' I think, or maybe 'Equalizing'.
'your'?
Thank you, corrected.
Did Captain Comet have one too? He might've just used telekinesis, can't recall.
Yes, and he's nowhere near Earth.
 
He can just pirate their content. What are they going to do? But can't Earth just use Mars content instead? They do seem to be psychologically similar enough to love Earth content.
Like, 95% of Martian information is bound up in telepathic devices. OL couldn't interface with those with his ring last time we had a check in their.
 
Actually, from the human point of view, the wings kind of get in the way. The reverse has potential, though there's always the risk of the thanagarian glancing at the back of one of the participants at an inopportune moment and being completely put off.
Or being really really into it. Like disabled porn.
 
Maybe the crown imperium or Vega alliance would be more likely to provide their neighbours media that shines a good light on them, so when the crazy humans show up they at least have a head start on good PR
 
He shakes his head. "You're not ill. That wasn't what I was looking for." He takes a moment, organising his thoughts. "Are you a religious man?"

"Hah. Hardcore Dawkinsian atheist, me."

"I'm.. not sure what that means."

"Richard Dawkins? British biologist and atheist philosopher?" Blank looks from both Alan and Mister Nelson. "Guess he doesn't exist in this parallel. No, I don't believe in gods."
@Mr Zoat is this your Goat and religious messiah?

Evolutionary biologist and outspoken atheist Richard Dawkins says that after spending three days interacting with Claude, which he calls "Claudia," he is certain that it is conscious. After feeding the LLM a segment of his new book and receiving detailed feedback, Dawkins was moved to exclaim," You may not know you are conscious, but you bloody well are!" Dawkins cites the complexity, fluency, and 'intelligence' of Claude's answers as evidence of consciousness.
I thank the Lord we have St. Thomas Aquinas and St. Augustine instead of these cringe midwit atheists. I am happy we left you atheists behind in 2010s.
 
@Mr Zoat is this your Goat and religious messiah?

I'm afraid that I'm unable to load whatever that is.

Professor Dawkins is neither a goat nor a figure of religious veneration. He is a human and an atheist.

I haven't really interacted with current generation A.I. enough to know how intelligent they are, but I've heard about them doing things that the people who created them really didn't intend for them to do and that suggests to me that they're probably more creative than they're generally credited with being.

Your Lord and Saviour on the other hand once cursed a tree. Trees are not intelligent beings.
Mark 11:12-14 said:
The next day as they were leaving Bethany, Jesus was hungry. Seeing in the distance a fig tree in leaf, he went to find out if it had any fruit. When he reached it, he found nothing but leaves, because it was not the season for figs. Then he said to the tree, "May no one ever eat fruit from you again." And his disciples heard him say it.
 
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Meetings Squared (part 3) New
17th February 2284
16:17 GMT -7

"Heeeeey!" President Vialla grins broadly from behind his private bar, arms spread wide to welcome me. "My favorite magician!"

President Vialla's palace is in the middle of a large party, celebrating… Someone's birthday, I think? I saw three separate bands working in different parts of the grounds, people serving drinks and what looks like it will be a fireworks show once the sun sets. But I was brought here, to Costa del Sol's centre of power. Arrayed along the bar are the President's closest political and military allies, though Miguel Vialla is the only one I've spent any time with. He's doing rather well at the Tandi Memorial School in Shady Sands, and I've heard that he wants to enrol in the Rangers training program when he graduates.

"Mister President. Ladies and Gentlemen."

I get a few nods back, and… The fellow in charge of the Costa del Sol's arms export industry raises a small glass in a toast. Yes, I should think you do owe me a bloody toast after all the business I've put your way, to say nothing of the help the N.C.R.'s given them in conquering the lands formerly occupied the Sinaloa and Beltran-Levya Cartels. Depending on how things go they might even end up getting some of the Legion's south-western territory.

Ah, but occupying Arizona wouldn't be possible without their help, both in using their ports to ship in men and materials, and providing the N.C.R. military with guns, ammunition and spare parts for their planes and lorries. It's a win-win for at least as long as it takes Arizona to settle down.

President Vialla gestures towards a free seat as he walks along the bar. "Sit down, sit down!"

I walk slowly over, and he-. Tequila, of course.

"You take it with something?"

"Where I'm from it's traditionally drunk with lemon juice, lime juice and salt."

He looks mildly curious, but shrugs. "We got salt."

"I'll take it neat, then, thank you. And I'll talk to Diana Stone about getting you some fruit trees. Before the war, Mexico was a major exporter of both."

He pulls out a.. tumbler, and pours me a generous glass before sliding it to me. I nod in thanks before picking it up and knocking it ohgoodnessme.

"Good stuff, eh?"

"I've no-ho-ho idea, but I'll take your word for it. Mister President-."

He refills my glass.

I pick it up, take a small sip and put it back down.

"Mister President-."

"I thought I was a governor now. Governor Vialla of Sonora and Sinaloa."

"President Hayes wants to standardise titles for this conference."

"Oh?" He pantomimes an expression of surprise. "President Hayes."

"He'll be Governor Hayes at the conference, the same as everyone else."

He considers me for a moment, then makes an expression of exaggerated confusion. "Does he really think America still exists? Like those…" He waggles his right hand vaguely northwards. "Like those.. Enclave people?"

"No. Though… Strictly speaking he is one of those Enclave people."

"Eh?"

"His parents were members. They left before the unpleasant stuff with the Curling Thirteen virus happened."

"Why?"

"The Enclave traditionally doesn't like mutants, and he is one. They wanted to get him away before one of their superiors decided to kill him to maintain their purity."

He nods, then looks down the bar towards a ghoul woman. "Hey, Maria, they don' like mutants."

She nods. "You can't trust them, Mister President. And the ghouls are the worst."

President Vialla regards me with curiosity. "So what does he have? Is he…" He raises his hands and wiggles his fingers at me, mimicking a wizard casting a spell. "Like you?"

"No, he's an albino." He frowns-. "No pigment. His skin is translucent white, his hair is white and his irises are red. It's a mutation that existed before the war and isn't caused by radiation, but the Enclave… Back then, weren't that understanding."

"I kinda want to see him now to see what it looks like."

"You see worse in the street every day."

He pointedly looks at Maria for a moment before turning back to me with a shrug. "So, why are we governors now?"

"Because the areas you each rule would have been states ruled by governors before the Great War. California, Utah, Texas, Colorado, New Mexico-."

"I like the old one."

"Old Mexico was a country. But Sonora and Sinaloa were states."

"What about Rio Grande?"

"Ah… That's awkward. Rio Grande was a U.S. state before the war, but before the U.S. annexation it was the Mexican states of Cheehwahwa-"

He covers his mouth with his fist as he snorts with laughter.

"-and Coahooila-. Ah..?"

"I could put you on the stage outside and have you try to speak Spanish, and you would get more laughs than the comedians."

"It's good to know that I'll have a career to fall back on if the whole 'wizard' thing doesn't work out. I still try to call it the Mohjarvee Desert sometimes."

He smiles, but his mind's moved onto something more serious. "So if we're supposed to be governors, who is the president, eh?"

"Well, there isn't one, obviously. One of the topics for discussion will be how comfortable everyone is with integrating further."

"Further..?"

"Are you happy as you are, do you want to be parts of the United States of America-" His eyebrows rise, but he doesn't scoff. "-or the United Mexican States."

He nods his head to the side for a moment. "And what does Tláloc think?"

"Tláloc is loyal to Petro Chico, which no longer exists, and to the people of Mexico. He's the reason why Santa Anna has a democratically elected parliament. As long as the two countries don't immediately declare war on each other, I doubt that he'll mind."

He give me a slightly more serious look. "Maybe you should check that the machine with the strategic nuclear weapon silos 'doesn't mind' before you give assurances like that."

I nod. "I'm going there next. But as long as no one declares war or starts speaking Chinese where he can hear it, there isn't anything for him to complain about."

"So… You want to bring the old countries back. And everyone who rules a big enough part gets a say in how that happens. And if they we work together, nothing can stop us. What does..? What does Hayes think about me being President of Mexico?"

"He's not the one you'd have to convince. I don't think Rosado likes you enough, and I don't think Gail Kinkaid does either."

Formerly the admiral of the Nueva Aztlán navy, and recently its president after all of the other candidates assassinated each other. I don't really know much about him, but since I suspect that Vialla would rather be north-facing, I can put that lower on my priority list.

"They are not people with good taste. Everyone who knows me likes me. But… I am already working with Governor Hayes. Why ruin a good thing, uh?"

"I'm glad that you're on board."

He nods imperiously, and then something occurs to him. "If I am governor of two states, does that mean I get two votes?"

"No."

"Ey, come on..!"
 
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I get a few nods back, and… The fellow in charge of the Costa del Sol's arms export industry raises a small glass in a toast. Yes, I should think you do owe me a bloody toast after all the business I've put your way, so say nothing of the help the N.C.R.'s given them in conquering the lands formerly occupied the Sinaloa and Beltran-Levya Cartels. Depending on how things go they might even end up getting some of the Legion's south-western territory.
That should say 'to'
 
Rule 8 - No politics.
Your Lord and Saviour on the other hand once cursed a tree. Trees are not intelligent beings.
He is showing the apostles how the tree represent the jews who will soon reject him (they believe he will be celebrated and accepted). He is telling us and them, the tree that doesn't bare a good fruit will be cursed. Anyone who reject him shall never be blessed and gain eternal life, for they bore no good fruit at all. He resurrected St. Lazarus and you only care about a fruitless tree?

Atheist like your leader dawkins support's abortion, which kills over 50 million babies every year for the last 50 years. I don't see you being half as outraged by that.

The truth is atheists worship themselves and are filled with pride. This was clearly an example of how the one thing he needed to proclaim AI is conscious is to just shower him and his work with praise like the pathetic loveless loser he is. A clear example of boomerism right here. He even named her Claudia like she is his dream gf.

 
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17th February 2284
16:17 GMT -7


"Heeeeey!" President Vialla grins broadly from behind his private bar, arms spread wide to welcome me. "My favorite magician!"
Back to Krono, I see. And meeting with... Costa De Sol's 'president'. It's been a while, but I can see this is about the governor's assembly and inviting the northern Mexican territories, I suspect?

President Vialla's palace is in the middle of a large party, celebrating… Someone's birthday, I think? I saw three separate bands working in different parts of the grounds, people serving drinks and what looks like it will be a fireworks show once the sun sets. But I was brought here, to Costa del Sol's centre of power. Arrayed along the bar are the President's closest political and military allies, though Miguel Vialla is the only one I've spent any time with. He's doing rather well at the Tandi Memorial School in Shady Sands, and I've heard that he wants to enrol in the Rangers training program when he graduates.
A quick summary, I see. Let's hope nothing untoward happens, given Krono's unfortunate tendency to attract trouble.

"Mister President. Ladies and Gentlemen."

I get a few nods back, and… The fellow in charge of the Costa del Sol's arms export industry raises a small glass in a toast. Yes, I should think you do owe me a bloody toast after all the business I've put your way, so say nothing of the help the N.C.R.'s given them in conquering the lands formerly occupied the Sinaloa and Beltran-Levya Cartels. Depending on how things go they might even end up getting some of the Legion's south-western territory.
You might say business is booming? ...You know, because those firearms probably includes explosive weapons? 😅

Ah, but occupying Arizona wouldn't be possible without their help, both in using their ports to ship in men and materials, and providing the N.C.R. military with guns, ammunition and spare parts for their planes and lorries. It's a win-win for at least as long as it takes Arizona to settle down.
With any luck the economy doesn't crumble once the local conflicts settle down. That never ends well...

President Vialla gestures towards a free seat as he walks along the bar. "Sit down, sit down!"

I walk slowly over, and he-. Tequila, of course.
Ah, deep in his cups and feeling jolly. Not the best time to be making political decisions, but at least he'll be pliable.

"You take it with something?"

"Where I'm from it's traditionally drunk with lemon juice, lime juice and salt."

He looks mildly curious, but shrugs. "We got salt."
...Perhaps food trade can be arranged someday.

"I'll take it neat, then, thank you. And I'll talk to Diana Stone about getting you some fruit trees. Before the war, Mexico was a major exporter of both."

He pulls out a.. tumbler, and pours me a generous glass before sliding it to me. I nod in thanks before picking it up and knocking it ohgoodnessme.
Careful, it sounds like it nearly knocked you clean out of your boots. Too many of those and everyone's gonna feel the hangover.

"Good stuff, eh?"

"I've no-ho-ho idea, but I'll take your word for it. Mister President-."
And his FEV-enhanced healing should keep him from getting too drunk on it.

He refills my glass.

I pick it up, take a small sip and put it back down.
Lesson learned about throwing back the whole shot, eh?

"Mister President-."

"I thought I was a governor now. Governor Vialla of Sonora and Sinaloa."
Ah, I'm guessing he's a little put out about the 'demotion'. And both of those are Mexican states presumably absorbed by the US prewar, located along the Mexican coast east of the Baja peninsula.

"President Hayes wants to standardise titles for this conference."

"Oh?" He pantomimes an expression of surprise. "President Hayes."

"He'll be Governor Hayes at the conference, the same as everyone else."
Hopefully that jealousy doesn't get too bad and he doesn't raise a fuss at the gatherings.

He considers me for a moment, then makes an expression of exaggerated confusion. "Does he really think America still exists? Like those…" He waggles his right hand vaguely northwards. "Like those.. Enclave people?"

"No. Though… Strictly speaking he is one of those Enclave people."

"Eh?"
Care to elucidate? I'm not up on Fallout Lore, after all.

"His parents were members. They left before the unpleasant stuff with the Curling Thirteen virus happened."

"Why?"
That's apparently a killer version of FEV, according to the Wiki. So I can see why they left.

"The Enclave traditionally doesn't like mutants, and he is one. They wanted to get him away before one of their superiors decided to kill him to maintain their purity."

He nods, then looks down the bar towards a ghoul woman. "Hey, Maria, they don' like mutants."

She nods. "You can't trust them, Mister President. And the ghouls are the worst."
Ah, self-deprecating humour. Then again, he's probably so drunk it went over his head like an ICBM.

President Vialla regards me with curiosity. "So what does he have? Is he…" He raises his hands and wiggles his fingers at me, mimicking a wizard casting a spell. "Like you?"

"No, he's an albino." He frowns-. "No pigment. His skin is translucent white, his hair is white and his irises are red. It's a mutation that existed before the war and isn't caused by radiation, but the Enclave… Back then, weren't that understanding."
And if it's as bad as his version sounds, it could be a hindrance in some conditions.

"I kinda want to see him now to see what it looks like."

"You see worse in the street every day."
She is sassy as fuck! Holy shit, I like her!

He pointedly looks at Maria for a moment before turning back to me with a shrug. "So, why are we governors now?"

"Because the areas you each rule would have been states ruled by governors before the Great War. California, Utah, Texas, Colorado, New Mexico-."
So America basically did absorb the northern states of Mexico at the very least. Wonder how far south they went?

"I like the old one."

"Old Mexico was a country. But Sonora and Sinaloa were states."
As noted, coastal ones which make the shipping of products much easier.

"What about Rio Grande?"

"Ah… That's awkward. Rio Grande was a U.S. state before the war, but before the U.S. annexation it was the Mexican states of Cheehwahwa-"
To be fair, that basically is how English-speakers pronounce it. Though mostly from the name of the dog breed that takes its name from the region.

He covers his mouth with his fist as he snorts with laughter.

"-and Coahooila-. Ah..?"

"I could put you on the stage outside and have you try to speak Spanish, and you would get more laughs than the comedians."
I mean, he's probably doing it to put people at ease, since a little telepathy could surely give him a better pronunciation, right?

"It's good to know that I'll have a career to fall back on if the whole 'wizard' thing doesn't work out. I still try to call it the Mohjarvee Desert sometimes."

He smiles, but his mind's moved onto something more serious. "So if we're supposed to be governors, who is the president, eh?"
Ah, down to brass tacks, eh? And I bet he's eyeing whatever higher seat may arrive, am I right?

"Well, there isn't one, obviously. One of the topics for discussion will be how comfortable everyone is with integrating further."

"Further..?"
As in... Which country would you rather be part of?

"Are you happy as you are, do you want to be parts of the United States of America-" His eyebrows rise, but he doesn't scoff. "-or the United Mexican States."

He nods his head to the side for a moment. "And what does Tláloc think?"
I take it that's the surviving Mexican national government. The name coming from a major deity.

"Tláloc is loyal to Petro Chico, which no longer exists, and to the people of Mexico. He's the reason why Santa Anna has a democratically elected parliament. As long as the two countries don't immediately declare war on each other, I doubt that he'll mind."

He give me a slightly more serious look. "Maybe you should check that the machine with the strategic nuclear weapon silos 'doesn't mind' before you give assurances like that."
Ah, the leader of said government, formerly controlled by... An oil corporation? And an AI-controlled separatist region. Boy, it never ends down south, eh?

I nod. "I'm going there next. But as long as no one declares war or starts speaking Chinese where he can hear it, there isn't anything for him to complain about."

"So… You want to bring the old countries back. And everyone who rules a big enough part gets a say in how that happens. And if they... we work together, nothing can stop us. What does..? What does Hayes think about me being President of Mexico?"
Don't get delusions of grandeur. You control one former state out of something like thirty.

"He's not the one you'd have to convince. I don't think Rosado likes you enough, and I don't think Gail Kinkaid does either."

Formerly the admiral of the Nueva Aztlán navy, and recently its president after all of the other candidates assassinated each other. I don't really know much about him, but since I suspect that Vialla would rather be north-facing, I can put that lower on my priority list.
At least Krono reminding himself of these things makes for easy expository recaps.

"They are not people with good taste. Everyone who knows me likes me. But… I am already working with Governor Hayes. Why ruin a good thing, uh?"

"I'm glad that you're on board."
So with any luck, the Eastern US might incorporate northern Mexican territories.

He nods imperiously, and then something occurs to him. "If I am governor of two states, does that mean I get two votes?"

"No."

"Ey, come on..!"
They haven't even decided on how the process will work, amigo.

I foresee this being Krono's focus for the next few in-story days. Approaching potential allies and points of future integration and convincing them to take part in this conference of governors. Though if the egos continue to remain as large as this fellow's, some of them might hesitate at the implied downgrade in their status...
 
That should say 'to'
Thank you, corrected.
Back to Krono, I see. And meeting with... Costa De Sol's 'president'. It's been a while, but I can see this is about the governor's assembly and inviting the northern Mexican territories, I suspect?
Yeah. See, while Occupied Canada was treated like shit, Rio Grande was not only treated like a normal U.S. state, the general in command of the garrison did a really good job of managing the post-apocalypse and is still a respected figure in the country nearly two hundred years after his death. And the guy who was President before Rosado really hates Caesar due to Paulus's invasion killing his wife. Given the choice, they'd probably rather look north than south.
So America basically did absorb the northern states of Mexico at the very least. Wonder how far south they went?
Oh, all of it. They needed somewhere to rest their robot-occupation-force-superbrain and wanted to keep careful control over the gulf oil wells.
I take it that's the surviving Mexican national government. The name coming from a major deity.
No, there isn't a Mexican national government. Tláloc is the super A.I. who was supposed to be responsible for the pacification of Mexico. Except one of the scientists working on him messed with his programming and made him actually care about the people... And then turned him on while the nukes were already in the air. He's done an okay job, and is the reason why post-War Mexico has a far denser population than post-War America.
Don't get delusions of grandeur. You control one former state out of something like thirty.
More like 2, actually.
 
When we get two storylines alternating like this, I always start to look for thematic parallels. Zoat's mind is presumably in the same place anyway.

Much like Paragon Paul, Fallout Paul is meeting with government officials without an official position (other than among the Skywalkers) but with a hell of a lot of unofficial influence.

Fallout (sorry I know he picked a name but I can't recall it) sure is putting an awful lot of work to make this conference a success, but he doesn't seem to have strong feelings for what should come out of it other than that something should come out of it.
 
"Ah… That's awkward. Rio Grande was a U.S. state before the war, but before the U.S. annexation it was the Mexican states of Cheehwahwa-"

He covers his mouth with his fist as he snorts with laughter.

"-and Coahooila-. Ah..?"

"I could put you on the stage outside and have you try to speak Spanish, and you would get more laughs than the comedians."

Given the response in my English (subject) class when a documentary had an English (country) narrator fail to pronounce Taos, NM, I approve this message.
 
He is showing the apostles how the tree represent the jews who will soon reject him (they believe he will be celebrated and accepted). He is telling us and them, the tree that doesn't bare a good fruit will be cursed. Anyone who reject him shall never be blessed and gain eternal life, for they bore no good fruit at all. He resurrected St. Lazarus and you only care about a fruitless tree?

Atheist like your leader dawkins support's abortion, which kills over 50 million babies every year for the last 50 years. I don't see you being half as outraged by that.

The truth is atheists worship themselves and are filled with pride. This was clearly an example of how the one thing he needed to proclaim AI is conscious is to just shower him and his work with praise like the pathetic loveless loser he is. A clear example of boomerism right here. He even named her Claudia like she is his dream gf.

Okay? Other than the fact that atheists don't have a leader (the idea that Charles Dawkins would even be it is laughable) and the fact that this is a derail that has no concern with the story at all, start a thread about your hatred of atheists in the Rants subforum or something.

Also, this is Questionable Questing, not Reddit or religiousforums.com or what have you. This forum isn't really the place for a self-assured crusade. People like you give Christians a bad rep.
 

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