This is foolishness and I’ll bear no more of witnessing it. Aria, stop this, stop this now
Are you sure she’s even capable of honesty at this point?
At the very least she and the other conspirators can come clean so other Amarr don’t have the shame of thinking SFRIM actually harboured someone who had practiced heathen magic rituals… Let alone the one million lives now directly on their hands. Shameful.
Given the other things/people I’ve seen SFRIM ‘harbor’ lately, heathen magic is the least of their concerns. Trust me, you’re better off thinking this is them at their worst.
I am not fooled by unbelievers who have not learned what I have learned about the power of Achuran magicks.
Let’s be honest; the beast was going to do this eventually regardless of any occult goings-on being dangled in front of it. The horrors it’s inflicted already shall forever remain, and the ones to come are nigh inevitable. I am loathe to say it, but what new negative impact could this theatrical performance really have caused? If anything it’s only accelerated what we all knew was coming.
I’m of the opinion the Butcher’s head should be broken into non-functionality, physically or otherwise. I’m sure this curse is some form of nonsense, but it won’t be convinced of that now. There is only one path for that creature, and that is deeper into its pit of madness. I hope it gets lost in it for good.
As I say this, I know I am merely a spectator in this circus. But I am bored of it and am waiting for a finale. Perhaps this is it. Likely not, but one can hope.
Go on, Butcher. One last bloodbath before you realize how empty your existence is. May God’s silence be deafening to you.
If the curse is true, don’tcha think you’d just be digging a deeper hole doing exactly what the curse is trying to make you to do?
Sides, what Sir Shutaq just said!
My understanding is he will be asking his God to answer him if Miss Jenneth’s recording is not a lie. So silence would put him back in the same position he was in before all this.
Wow, he’s good at this whole pit of madness thing.
That angle of questioning, combined with his whole “God does not explain himself” line, it’s almost as if he’s going to get exactly the non-answer he needs. In a deeply convenient turn of events…
God continues to be aloof and unresponsive, Nauplius gets his silent “confirmation”, and the curse is no longer a factor leaving him to get right back to the business of Naupliusing.
No, his phrasing is ‘if it be not true’. Even Napkins is apparently smart enough to know that if he sets up conditions where God agreeing with him yields exactly the same result as it would if God doesn’t even exist won’t actually answer any of his concerns.
You have it backwards.
Oh good.
Deafening!
[ YC120.07.24 11:37:58 ] Kalaratiri > How exactly are you tempting him? Are you challenging him somehow?
[ YC120.07.24 11:38:22 ] Nauplius > Yes. I am demanding that he answer, if Aria’s record be no lie.
Perhaps I misunderstood?
From this statement I took it that God will answer, if Aria is not lying.
Therefore no answer would mean that she is lying.
You missed this bit later, where he went into details:
Otherwise, all he does is provide fodder for people telling him his god didn’t answer because his god doesn’t exist. He’s demanding validation, after all.
The quote in my previous post is from a conversation I had with him this morning, not these forums. It seems he’s mixing up his “be not”'s and “not be”'s.
Gotcha.
As for the scale of this plan… let’s keep something in perspective here: He’s been doing this for years. 30,000 slaves in a tower every few months, at one point. A million? It’s actually smaller than the body count he’ll rack up over the next 5 years, regardless. Does it suck? Well, yeah. Obviously. Is it some amazingly monstrous act that none of us should countenance? Definitely not something we should countenance… but also pretty small potatoes compared to just the number of ‘freed slaves’ who’ve been jet-canned into space to suffocate over the last two weeks.
Nobody in our line of work should begin to delude themselves into thinking their hands are clean of atrocity. Sometimes, you just have to grit your teeth in the face of that which makes your stomach churn.
Actually, my idea for the copper armour and height had more to do with it’s conductivity than anything else.
There can be no resisting such a powerful curse.
You’re not even trying.