Autistic Readings

[Uncle Warren]

Post your shit for me to read and post on audio.

Don't give me fucking essays, trying to make things not sound like trash is harder when I am reading whole novels.​

 

[Sicko Hunter]

The fact that so many books still name the Beatles as "the greatest or most significant or most influential" rock band ever only tells you how far rock music still is from becoming a serious art. Jazz critics have long recognized that the greatest jazz musicians of all times are Duke Ellington and John Coltrane, who were not the most famous or richest or best sellers of their times, let alone of all times. Classical critics rank the highly controversial Beethoven over classical musicians who were highly popular in courts around Europe. Rock critics are still blinded by commercial success. The Beatles sold more than anyone else (not true, by the way), therefore they must have been the greatest. Jazz critics grow up listening to a lot of jazz music of the past, classical critics grow up listening to a lot of classical music of the past. Rock critics are often totally ignorant of the rock music of the past, they barely know the best sellers. No wonder they will think that the Beatles did anything worthy of being saved.

 

[OwO What's This?]

lol do my SA drunk post from when the site went down

 

[Rand /pol/]

Read the first chapters of "Industrial Society And Its Future" by Ted Kazycnski.

 

[Uncle Warren]

@Deathfromabove https://my.mixtape.moe/flhzxp.ogg

Also don't give me fucking essays, trying to make things not sound like trash is harder when I am reading whole novels.

 

[Sicko Hunter]

@Deathfromabove https://my.mixtape.moe/flhzxp.ogg

Also don't give me fucking essays, trying to make things not sound like trash is harder when I am reading whole novels.

Okay I will. ty for reading it btw. you did a good job

 

[Sicko Hunter]

First of all, I would just like to specify that this is not my account, this was loaned to me to make this post. I understand that account sharing is against the rules, but hopefully, considering the circumstances, an exception will be made. I will not be using this account for long. Lowtax is going to be giving me my own account tomorrow. He has not read this post yet, but I do have his permission to post it.

I am Kiwi Farms user 'OwO What's This?' you might have recognized my avatar from this funny YouTube video:

I imagine a lot of you have very strong feelings about Kiwi Farms, and that's fine. I'm going to lift the veil as to the motives of a lot of our activities, and as to why the site is gone now. I feel like I should do the former first.

First of all, something to understand: There was never a real war with Something Awful, at least not from our perspective. Doxxing in our community served several purposes, but believe it or not, none of them was harassment. With respect to your community, it was a tactic used to pop social bubbles, damage safe spaces, and lift a mirror up to your community. In that respect, it worked wonders, despite fucking up hilariously a couple times - like when a 'double agent' informant got us to dox the Goatse guy. Let me tell you, I found it HILARIOUS, but there were those behind the scenes that were quite bitter about the trick. Whichever goon got us with that deserves a medal.

But let's be real: You wouldn't have been a fun target if your community was doing well. It's not. There were many of those within our community who not only felt like you would be a fun target, but felt a sense of injustice that a site that used to be so legendary, a site they were a part of, was dramatically changing into one that prioritized people's feelings over comedy. There is an extremely vocal minority on your website trying to play morality police and shut down conversation.

The decision to start this mock war with your website happened when your Shmorky thread was successfully shut down by the combined efforts of a mutinous administration and their defence of a user spamming up the thread for many pages to make it unreadable. But before shit got dirty, the site's owner, Null, tried his hardest to reach out to Lowtax and LadyAmbien to try to help while holding back the wolves best he could. When that proved fruitless, he stopped standing in the way.

A lot of laughs were had, and the only regret shared was a lot of it came at Lowtax's expense. The grand irony of ironies is that if you had listened to Lowtax in the first place none of this would have even happened - and he's the one taking the most heat. Which is not to say Lowtax is completely blameless... he really should've stood his ground on a lot of issues. Moderators were walking all over him in public. Almost any other community, your ass would've been handed to you for pulling something like that. My guess is a lot of people felt 'immune' due to how close-knit the moderation team is. The massive solidarity walk-out recently is evidence of this. In fact, one of your moderators was so angry that despite hating Kiwi Farms, they were going to let us into the mod forum and archive everything simply out of spite. And we weren't going to say no.

And speaking of turncoats, for all the allegations of transphobia placed on Kiwi Farms, there's something you should know - almost 100% of the information regarding transgender members of your community came from transgender people in your community - people who felt like they were shut down for wrongthink by both their peers and the backing of the administration. Of all the admin panels bans (bans that don't show up in the Leper's Colony or on people's avatars) doled out after the grand doxxing, you only managed to hit one of our informants. Literally everyone else was innocent, and I'm not making that up to help anyone.

To prove it, I would like to let you all in on another ruse - Jenner is not a troll account. She is real. Because she was trying SO HARD to get targeted by us so she could become some sort of martyr, we came up with the narrative that we discovered she was playing all of you as some sort of master class long term troll. It was wonderful to see the bait taken by so many goons pretending not to have been reading the thread. But make no mistake - so many people bought it for good reason. When you looked at her behavior, you wanted her to be fake. That's what made the lie so appealing. It is a secret we would've kept and giggled to ourselves forever had Kiwi Farms not been shut down.

Which... brings me to that unfortunate story. Null is a huge believer in free speech, and would allow just about anything to be said on his website so long as it was legal. And whether or not you agreed or disagreed with our methods, it was legal. He sees the world as becoming too big and complicated for any major public figure to face any sort of scrutiny for their actions unless it came at the sacrifice of privacy. In other words, with the incomprehensible amount of people involved in influencing the world around us and the field of journalism becoming an entertainment industry, Kiwi Farms was viewed as the lesser of two evils. If it meant to have the dick pics of EVERYONE to get to the bottom of who is accountable for what, so be it. It is so easy in this day and age to sweep things under the rug, and if Kiwi Farms hadn't existed when it did, Shmorky wouldn't have been exposed as a pedophile.

And whether or not you agree with that principle, it was a principle Null strongly believed in. He sacrificed everything for his website up until the bitter end. Kiwi Farms made an enemy, one hell of an enemy. No, not Derek Smart. This was a man with no ethics or morals, who went to any end necessary to achieve his goals. He is a man so dangerous, that even saying his name on your website puts you at risk. Now doesn't that sound silly? I imagine some of you are chuckling at the idea. But it is true. He is a man that fancies himself a literal terrorist. And for the sake of irony, I'll refer to him as Voldemort.

Without the benefit of the KF resources in front of me, it is hard to delve into specifics. Voldemort completely ruined Null's life from top to bottom, but Null wouldn't quit. Even with himself becoming unhireable due to the harassment he faced, he stuck to his principles. He wasn't going to let someone else tell him what to do. That's when Voldemort started going after Null's family. But so principled was Null that for the longest time, even as his family was harassed, he still said no. It put him at an awful strain with every relative he had.

But finally, a line was crossed. Voldemort's harassment of his mother finally became too much for him to bear. His campaign involved sending childing pornography to everyone involved in her real estate career under an endless supply of pseudonyms. Her real estate license was revoked. And something else happened very recently that he has not gotten into, not even with me, that finally convinced him to pull the plug on the entire website.

Terrorism won.

As a final plea, I want you to consider some of the values Null shared, as distasteful as you might find them. Look at the world around you and compare it to the world of years past. In many ways, it has gotten better, but I have never seen censorship like this before. Mob rule is becoming the norm, wherein we're not controlled by the majority anymore, but an extremely vocal minority whose endless patience for harassment triumphs over people who just want to live their lives.

Don't let Something Awful become like that, I beg of you.

Thank you for your time.

 

[Gym Leader Elesa]

First of all, I would just like to specify that this is not my account, this was loaned to me to make this post. I understand that account sharing is against the rules, but hopefully, considering the circumstances, an exception will be made. I will not be using this account for long. Lowtax is going to be giving me my own account tomorrow. He has not read this post yet, but I do have his permission to post it.

I am Kiwi Farms user 'OwO What's This?' you might have recognized my avatar from this funny YouTube video:

I imagine a lot of you have very strong feelings about Kiwi Farms, and that's fine. I'm going to lift the veil as to the motives of a lot of our activities, and as to why the site is gone now. I feel like I should do the former first.

First of all, something to understand: There was never a real war with Something Awful, at least not from our perspective. Doxxing in our community served several purposes, but believe it or not, none of them was harassment. With respect to your community, it was a tactic used to pop social bubbles, damage safe spaces, and lift a mirror up to your community. In that respect, it worked wonders, despite fucking up hilariously a couple times - like when a 'double agent' informant got us to dox the Goatse guy. Let me tell you, I found it HILARIOUS, but there were those behind the scenes that were quite bitter about the trick. Whichever goon got us with that deserves a medal.

But let's be real: You wouldn't have been a fun target if your community was doing well. It's not. There were many of those within our community who not only felt like you would be a fun target, but felt a sense of injustice that a site that used to be so legendary, a site they were a part of, was dramatically changing into one that prioritized people's feelings over comedy. There is an extremely vocal minority on your website trying to play morality police and shut down conversation.

The decision to start this mock war with your website happened when your Shmorky thread was successfully shut down by the combined efforts of a mutinous administration and their defence of a user spamming up the thread for many pages to make it unreadable. But before shit got dirty, the site's owner, Null, tried his hardest to reach out to Lowtax and LadyAmbien to try to help while holding back the wolves best he could. When that proved fruitless, he stopped standing in the way.

A lot of laughs were had, and the only regret shared was a lot of it came at Lowtax's expense. The grand irony of ironies is that if you had listened to Lowtax in the first place none of this would have even happened - and he's the one taking the most heat. Which is not to say Lowtax is completely blameless... he really should've stood his ground on a lot of issues. Moderators were walking all over him in public. Almost any other community, your ass would've been handed to you for pulling something like that. My guess is a lot of people felt 'immune' due to how close-knit the moderation team is. The massive solidarity walk-out recently is evidence of this. In fact, one of your moderators was so angry that despite hating Kiwi Farms, they were going to let us into the mod forum and archive everything simply out of spite. And we weren't going to say no.

And speaking of turncoats, for all the allegations of transphobia placed on Kiwi Farms, there's something you should know - almost 100% of the information regarding transgender members of your community came from transgender people in your community - people who felt like they were shut down for wrongthink by both their peers and the backing of the administration. Of all the admin panels bans (bans that don't show up in the Leper's Colony or on people's avatars) doled out after the grand doxxing, you only managed to hit one of our informants. Literally everyone else was innocent, and I'm not making that up to help anyone.

To prove it, I would like to let you all in on another ruse - Jenner is not a troll account. She is real. Because she was trying SO HARD to get targeted by us so she could become some sort of martyr, we came up with the narrative that we discovered she was playing all of you as some sort of master class long term troll. It was wonderful to see the bait taken by so many goons pretending not to have been reading the thread. But make no mistake - so many people bought it for good reason. When you looked at her behavior, you wanted her to be fake. That's what made the lie so appealing. It is a secret we would've kept and giggled to ourselves forever had Kiwi Farms not been shut down.

Which... brings me to that unfortunate story. Null is a huge believer in free speech, and would allow just about anything to be said on his website so long as it was legal. And whether or not you agreed or disagreed with our methods, it was legal. He sees the world as becoming too big and complicated for any major public figure to face any sort of scrutiny for their actions unless it came at the sacrifice of privacy. In other words, with the incomprehensible amount of people involved in influencing the world around us and the field of journalism becoming an entertainment industry, Kiwi Farms was viewed as the lesser of two evils. If it meant to have the dick pics of EVERYONE to get to the bottom of who is accountable for what, so be it. It is so easy in this day and age to sweep things under the rug, and if Kiwi Farms hadn't existed when it did, Shmorky wouldn't have been exposed as a pedophile.

And whether or not you agree with that principle, it was a principle Null strongly believed in. He sacrificed everything for his website up until the bitter end. Kiwi Farms made an enemy, one hell of an enemy. No, not Derek Smart. This was a man with no ethics or morals, who went to any end necessary to achieve his goals. He is a man so dangerous, that even saying his name on your website puts you at risk. Now doesn't that sound silly? I imagine some of you are chuckling at the idea. But it is true. He is a man that fancies himself a literal terrorist. And for the sake of irony, I'll refer to him as Voldemort.

Without the benefit of the KF resources in front of me, it is hard to delve into specifics. Voldemort completely ruined Null's life from top to bottom, but Null wouldn't quit. Even with himself becoming unhireable due to the harassment he faced, he stuck to his principles. He wasn't going to let someone else tell him what to do. That's when Voldemort started going after Null's family. But so principled was Null that for the longest time, even as his family was harassed, he still said no. It put him at an awful strain with every relative he had.

But finally, a line was crossed. Voldemort's harassment of his mother finally became too much for him to bear. His campaign involved sending childing pornography to everyone involved in her real estate career under an endless supply of pseudonyms. Her real estate license was revoked. And something else happened very recently that he has not gotten into, not even with me, that finally convinced him to pull the plug on the entire website.

Terrorism won.

As a final plea, I want you to consider some of the values Null shared, as distasteful as you might find them. Look at the world around you and compare it to the world of years past. In many ways, it has gotten better, but I have never seen censorship like this before. Mob rule is becoming the norm, wherein we're not controlled by the majority anymore, but an extremely vocal minority whose endless patience for harassment triumphs over people who just want to live their lives.

Don't let Something Awful become like that, I beg of you.

Thank you for your time.

@OwO What's This?

 

[heymate]

The fact that so many books still name the Beatles as "the greatest or most significant or most influential" rock band ever only tells you how far rock music still is from becoming a serious art. Jazz critics have long recognized that the greatest jazz musicians of all times are Duke Ellington and John Coltrane, who were not the most famous or richest or best sellers of their times, let alone of all times. Classical critics rank the highly controversial Beethoven over classical musicians who were highly popular in courts around Europe. Rock critics are still blinded by commercial success. The Beatles sold more than anyone else (not true, by the way), therefore they must have been the greatest. Jazz critics grow up listening to a lot of jazz music of the past, classical critics grow up listening to a lot of classical music of the past. Rock critics are often totally ignorant of the rock music of the past, they barely know the best sellers. No wonder they will think that the Beatles did anything worthy of being saved.

Are you dissing the Beatles???

 

[Uncle Warren]

First of all, I would just like to specify that this is not my account, this was loaned to me to make this post. I understand that account sharing is against the rules, but hopefully, considering the circumstances, an exception will be made. I will not be using this account for long. Lowtax is going to be giving me my own account tomorrow. He has not read this post yet, but I do have his permission to post it.

I am Kiwi Farms user 'OwO What's This?' you might have recognized my avatar from this funny YouTube video:

I imagine a lot of you have very strong feelings about Kiwi Farms, and that's fine. I'm going to lift the veil as to the motives of a lot of our activities, and as to why the site is gone now. I feel like I should do the former first.

First of all, something to understand: There was never a real war with Something Awful, at least not from our perspective. Doxxing in our community served several purposes, but believe it or not, none of them was harassment. With respect to your community, it was a tactic used to pop social bubbles, damage safe spaces, and lift a mirror up to your community. In that respect, it worked wonders, despite fucking up hilariously a couple times - like when a 'double agent' informant got us to dox the Goatse guy. Let me tell you, I found it HILARIOUS, but there were those behind the scenes that were quite bitter about the trick. Whichever goon got us with that deserves a medal.

But let's be real: You wouldn't have been a fun target if your community was doing well. It's not. There were many of those within our community who not only felt like you would be a fun target, but felt a sense of injustice that a site that used to be so legendary, a site they were a part of, was dramatically changing into one that prioritized people's feelings over comedy. There is an extremely vocal minority on your website trying to play morality police and shut down conversation.

The decision to start this mock war with your website happened when your Shmorky thread was successfully shut down by the combined efforts of a mutinous administration and their defence of a user spamming up the thread for many pages to make it unreadable. But before shit got dirty, the site's owner, Null, tried his hardest to reach out to Lowtax and LadyAmbien to try to help while holding back the wolves best he could. When that proved fruitless, he stopped standing in the way.

A lot of laughs were had, and the only regret shared was a lot of it came at Lowtax's expense. The grand irony of ironies is that if you had listened to Lowtax in the first place none of this would have even happened - and he's the one taking the most heat. Which is not to say Lowtax is completely blameless... he really should've stood his ground on a lot of issues. Moderators were walking all over him in public. Almost any other community, your ass would've been handed to you for pulling something like that. My guess is a lot of people felt 'immune' due to how close-knit the moderation team is. The massive solidarity walk-out recently is evidence of this. In fact, one of your moderators was so angry that despite hating Kiwi Farms, they were going to let us into the mod forum and archive everything simply out of spite. And we weren't going to say no.

And speaking of turncoats, for all the allegations of transphobia placed on Kiwi Farms, there's something you should know - almost 100% of the information regarding transgender members of your community came from transgender people in your community - people who felt like they were shut down for wrongthink by both their peers and the backing of the administration. Of all the admin panels bans (bans that don't show up in the Leper's Colony or on people's avatars) doled out after the grand doxxing, you only managed to hit one of our informants. Literally everyone else was innocent, and I'm not making that up to help anyone.

To prove it, I would like to let you all in on another ruse - Jenner is not a troll account. She is real. Because she was trying SO HARD to get targeted by us so she could become some sort of martyr, we came up with the narrative that we discovered she was playing all of you as some sort of master class long term troll. It was wonderful to see the bait taken by so many goons pretending not to have been reading the thread. But make no mistake - so many people bought it for good reason. When you looked at her behavior, you wanted her to be fake. That's what made the lie so appealing. It is a secret we would've kept and giggled to ourselves forever had Kiwi Farms not been shut down.

Which... brings me to that unfortunate story. Null is a huge believer in free speech, and would allow just about anything to be said on his website so long as it was legal. And whether or not you agreed or disagreed with our methods, it was legal. He sees the world as becoming too big and complicated for any major public figure to face any sort of scrutiny for their actions unless it came at the sacrifice of privacy. In other words, with the incomprehensible amount of people involved in influencing the world around us and the field of journalism becoming an entertainment industry, Kiwi Farms was viewed as the lesser of two evils. If it meant to have the dick pics of EVERYONE to get to the bottom of who is accountable for what, so be it. It is so easy in this day and age to sweep things under the rug, and if Kiwi Farms hadn't existed when it did, Shmorky wouldn't have been exposed as a pedophile.

And whether or not you agree with that principle, it was a principle Null strongly believed in. He sacrificed everything for his website up until the bitter end. Kiwi Farms made an enemy, one hell of an enemy. No, not Derek Smart. This was a man with no ethics or morals, who went to any end necessary to achieve his goals. He is a man so dangerous, that even saying his name on your website puts you at risk. Now doesn't that sound silly? I imagine some of you are chuckling at the idea. But it is true. He is a man that fancies himself a literal terrorist. And for the sake of irony, I'll refer to him as Voldemort.

Without the benefit of the KF resources in front of me, it is hard to delve into specifics. Voldemort completely ruined Null's life from top to bottom, but Null wouldn't quit. Even with himself becoming unhireable due to the harassment he faced, he stuck to his principles. He wasn't going to let someone else tell him what to do. That's when Voldemort started going after Null's family. But so principled was Null that for the longest time, even as his family was harassed, he still said no. It put him at an awful strain with every relative he had.

But finally, a line was crossed. Voldemort's harassment of his mother finally became too much for him to bear. His campaign involved sending childing pornography to everyone involved in her real estate career under an endless supply of pseudonyms. Her real estate license was revoked. And something else happened very recently that he has not gotten into, not even with me, that finally convinced him to pull the plug on the entire website.

Terrorism won.

As a final plea, I want you to consider some of the values Null shared, as distasteful as you might find them. Look at the world around you and compare it to the world of years past. In many ways, it has gotten better, but I have never seen censorship like this before. Mob rule is becoming the norm, wherein we're not controlled by the majority anymore, but an extremely vocal minority whose endless patience for harassment triumphs over people who just want to live their lives.

Don't let Something Awful become like that, I beg of you.

Thank you for your time.

This was drawn out and there is no way for me to sound like a tranny.

But here you go. https://my.mixtape.moe/rxkeee.ogg

 

[Dolphin Lundgren]

The animal rights people in 28 Days Later need to get yelled at too.
If you assholes didn’t break into a place and release a virus enraged monkey you wouldn’t have fucked over your country. Yes it’s bad that the animals were being tested on but the guy warned you and said that they would bite you and infect you yet you opened the cage anyway. You deserved to get bitten by that monkey.
Also Don did the right thing leaving his wife, Alice in 28 Weeks Later. Everyone knows that if they stayed with that kid who helped the infected find them then they all would have died. Alice made the dumb choice to stay so he shouldn't feel bad for it. And if the stupid lady told Don to begin with that she was infected, she wouldn't have doomed the country, so all the blame goes to his wife there.

 

[Bob Page]

Spoiler: Scolar Visari's speeches from the Killzone series

(KZ1)
"My people... Sons and Daughters of Helghan... For many years, we have been a broken nation: shunned, oppressed, and conquered by those we sought to escape. Ten years ago, I asked for time, and that time was granted by you. You: the strength in my arm, the holders of my dreams... Our forefathers embarked on the greatest exodus in the history of all mankind. An exodus for freedom, Helghan became that freedom. Our new world changed our bodies. At first, it weakened us, but in fact, we were growing... stronger. In the time you have given me, I have rebuilt our nation, I have rebuilt our strength, and I have rebuilt our pride! Our enemies at home have been re-educated; we have given them new insights into our cause. On this day, we stand united once more. On this day, those driven to divide us will hear our voice! On this day, we shall act as one, and we shall be ignored NO MORE! Defenders of the Helghast dream, NOW IS OUR TIME!"
(KZ2)
"My people... Sons and Daughters of Helghan. This much I vow: The history of these days will be written in blood. By crushing the armies of our enemy, by seizing the weapons they thought to turn against us, we were fighting for our very existence. But if there are those who would deny us peace; refuse us our rightful place in the universe, then we will unleash such terrible vengeance that generations yet unborn will cry out in anguish![...]The enemy may shatter our bodies, but they cannot break our spirit. Even now they advance on our home world, to seize by force what they cannot claim by right. They cannot imagine what awaits them. WE WILL SMITE THE INVADERS FROM OUR SKIES! Though they sweep over our lands like the sands of winter, never again will we bow before them; never again endure their oppression; never again endure their tyranny. We will strike without warning and without mercy, fighting as one hand, one heart, one soul. We will shatter their dreams and haunt their nightmares, drenching our ancestors' graves with their blood. And as our last breath tears at their lungs; as we rise again from the ruins of our cities... they will know: Helghan belongs to the Helghast."

 

[Uncle Warren]

Work has gotten me dead in the water, but here's an autistic voiceover for @Oscar Wildean https://my.mixtape.moe/raynvw.ogg

Spoiler: Scolar Visari's speeches from the Killzone series

(KZ1)
"My people... Sons and Daughters of Helghan... For many years, we have been a broken nation: shunned, oppressed, and conquered by those we sought to escape. Ten years ago, I asked for time, and that time was granted by you. You: the strength in my arm, the holders of my dreams... Our forefathers embarked on the greatest exodus in the history of all mankind. An exodus for freedom, Helghan became that freedom. Our new world changed our bodies. At first, it weakened us, but in fact, we were growing... stronger. In the time you have given me, I have rebuilt our nation, I have rebuilt our strength, and I have rebuilt our pride! Our enemies at home have been re-educated; we have given them new insights into our cause. On this day, we stand united once more. On this day, those driven to divide us will hear our voice! On this day, we shall act as one, and we shall be ignored NO MORE! Defenders of the Helghast dream, NOW IS OUR TIME!"
(KZ2)
"My people... Sons and Daughters of Helghan. This much I vow: The history of these days will be written in blood. By crushing the armies of our enemy, by seizing the weapons they thought to turn against us, we were fighting for our very existence. But if there are those who would deny us peace; refuse us our rightful place in the universe, then we will unleash such terrible vengeance that generations yet unborn will cry out in anguish![...]The enemy may shatter our bodies, but they cannot break our spirit. Even now they advance on our home world, to seize by force what they cannot claim by right. They cannot imagine what awaits them. WE WILL SMITE THE INVADERS FROM OUR SKIES! Though they sweep over our lands like the sands of winter, never again will we bow before them; never again endure their oppression; never again endure their tyranny. We will strike without warning and without mercy, fighting as one hand, one heart, one soul. We will shatter their dreams and haunt their nightmares, drenching our ancestors' graves with their blood. And as our last breath tears at their lungs; as we rise again from the ruins of our cities... they will know: Helghan belongs to the Helghast."

Fuck that shit.

 

[PuToTyra]

Our principles of operation are:

(1) Attack dispersed isolated enemy forces first; attack concentrated strong enemy forces later.

(2) Take small and medium cities and extensive rural areas first; take big cities later.

(3) Make wiping out the enemy's effective strength our main objective; do not make holding or seizing a city or place our main objective. Holding or seizing a city or place is the outcome of wiping out the enemy's effective strength, and often a city or place can be held or seized for good only after it has changed hands a number of times.

(4) In every battle, concentrate an absolutely superior force (two, three, four and sometimes even five or six times the enemy's strength), encircle the enemy forces completely, strive to wipe them out thoroughly and do not let any escape from the net. In special circumstances, use the method of dealing the enemy crushing blows, that is, concentrate all our strength to make a frontal attack and an attack on one or both of his flanks, with the aim of wiping out one part and routing another so that our army can swiftly move its troops to smash other enemy forces. Strive to avoid battles of attrition in which we lose more than we gain or only break even. In this way, although inferior as a whole (in terms of numbers), we shall be superior in every part and every specific campaign, and this ensures victory in the campaign. As time goes on, we shall become superior as a whole and eventually wipe out the entire enemy.

(5) Fight no battle unprepared, fight no battle you are not sure of winning; make every effort to be well prepared for each battle, make every effort to ensure victory in the given set of conditions as between the enemy and ourselves.

(6) Give full play to our style of fighting - courage in battle, no fear of sacrifice, no fear of fatigue, and continuous fighting (that is, fighting successive battles in a short time without rest).

(7) Strive to wipe out the enemy when he is on the move. At the same time, pay attention to the tactics of positional attack and capture enemy fortified points and cities.

( Concerning attacking cities, resolutely seize all enemy fortified points and cities that are weakly defended. At opportune moments, seize all enemy fortified points and cities defended with moderate strength, provided circumstances permit. As for all strongly defended enemy fortified points and cities, wait until conditions are ripe and then take them.

(9) Replenish our strength with all the arms and most of the personnel captured from the enemy. Our army's main sources of manpower and materiel are at the front.

(10) Make good use of the intervals between campaigns to rest, train and consolidate our troops. Periods of rest, training and consolidation should not in general be very long, and the enemy should as far as possible be permitted no breathing space. These are the main methods the People's Liberation Army has employed in defeating Chiang Kai-shek. They are the result of the tempering of the People's Liberation Army in long years of fighting against domestic and foreign enemies and are completely suited to our present situation . . .. our strategy and tactics are based on a people's war; no army opposed to the people can use our strategy and tactics.

 

[BILLY MAYS]

Vivec lay with Molag Bal for eighty days and eight, though headless. In that time, the Prince placed the warrior-poet's feet back and filled them with the blood of Daedra. In this way Vivec's giant-form remained forever harmless to good earth. The Pomegranate Banquet brought many spirits back from the dead so that the sons and daughters of the union had much to eat besides fruit.

The Duke of Scamps came while the banquet was still underway, and Molag Bal looked on the seven pennants with anger. The King of Rape had become necessary and therefore troubled for the rest of time. His legions and Kh-Utta's fell into open war, but the children of Molag Bal and Vivec were too elaborate in power and form.

The Duke of Scamps therefore became a lesser thing, as did all his own children. Molag Bal said to them: 'You are the sons of liars, dogs, and wolf-headed women.' They have been useless to summon ever since.

The holy one returned at last, Vehk, golden with wisdom. His head found its body had been tenderly used. He mentioned this to Molag Bal, who told him that he should thank the Barons of Move Like This, 'For I have yet to learn how to refine my rapture. My love is accidentally shaped like a spear.'

So Vivec, who had a grain of Ayem's mercy, set about to teach Molag Bal in the ways of belly-magic. They took their spears out and compared them. Vivec bit new words onto the King of Rape's so that it might give more than ruin to the uninitiated. This has since become a forbidden ritual, though people still practice it in secret.

Here is why: The Velothi and demons and monsters that were watching all took out their own spears. There was much biting and the earth became wet. And this was the last laugh of Molag Bal:

'Watch as the earth shall crack, heavy with so much power, that should have been forever unalike!'
Then that stretch of badlands that had been the site of the marriage fragmented and threw fire. And a race that is no more but that was terrible at the time to behold came forth. Born of the biters, that is all they did, and they ran amok across the lands of Veloth and even to the shores of Red Mountain.

But Vivec made of his spear a more terrible thing, from a secret he had bitten off from the King of Rape. And so he sent Molag Bal tumbling into the crack of the biters and swore forever that he would not deem the King beautiful ever again.

Vivec wept as he slew all those around him with his terrible new spear. He named it MUATRA, which is Milk Taker, and even the Chimeri mystics knew his fury. Anyone struck by Vivec at this time turned barren and withered into bone shapes. The path of bones became a sentence for the stars to read, and the heavens have never known children since. Vivec hunted down the biters one by one, and all their progeny, and he killed them all by means of the Nine Apertures, and the wise still hide theirs from Muatra.

The ending of the words is ALMSIVI.

 

[Uncle Warren]

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[Audit]

Courtesy of Allen John Jones III,

Spoiler: Enjoy

REGAS HELLSIDE DETOUR CHAPTER 6: True Heroes

Well Rega just probably made the most stupid decision in my entire life; it was a bad habit he developed on topside as whenever he ever visited a restraunt he never planned to return.

“Over here Shirley” Rega said exasperated as he tugged the pinkish drop along, taking cover in a nearby alleyway to hide from the store owner alongside a pair of men, both of them demon jackals from the looks of it, clad in matching maroon and black uniforms.

Usually in most instances he’d disappear into wilderness, as not many places on owel have any centralized justice system, so it was easy to evade capture by simply lying low, but what absolutely terrified Rega in this instance was, wherever he was, they don’t accept unpaid debts here like they do up around Dewclaw.

Well mostly because whatever they sent against him were amateur bounty collectors, usually the unwritten rule is if they fail the retrieve the culprit and/or die the charge is void.

But this time it’s much, much different and that terrified Rega.

“Rega…what the hell were you think…” he placed one of his hands over her mouth, knowing jackal’s exceptional sense of hearing, he’ll bet his dead body they didn’t hear her.

“SHHHH… quiet down… do you want to get arrested, I’m sorry but my wallets currently stolen right now and I was hungry so… I do stupid things when I'm desperate… and I’m desperate most of time.”

After speaking his apology, he lifted his hands away from her mouth,

“No No I understand… you topsiders can have quite strange customs when it comes to offering debt credit”

“Yeah, they should know that in Auroria were I’m from, pocket sand being thrown in their face means I’ll offer to pay them back later…” The blue aurorian fox trailed off, not wanting to make any more enemies than he already has, and lying is a good alternative than having someone else trying to turn you in.

Also from the looks of things, Shirley is too innocent to be exposed to his not so good side.

“Culture shock or not Rega… you should really try to explain yourself” Shirley was quite concerned and rightfully so about Rega’s brashness.

Rega made a slight grimace before defaulting back into a neutral expression, knowing rega, whenever he drop his perpetually happy go lucky demeanor and gets serious, things are VERY serious.

“Shirley..” he sighed.

“Let’s just say I'm not that used to law enforcement, and any I encountered hasn’t exactly been too kind to me in the past and I certainly don’t want to deal with them now…”

It almost seemed in a slight way that Rega was pleading with the forest drop for his innocence.
But just then Rega began to notice a peculiar poster on the wall, strange, he could have sworn it was an advertisement for what he could guess was for a consumer electronics outlet.

The fox approached the poster, narrowing his eyes as he leaned into it.

It was a strange looking hellsider that Rega couldn’t quite tell just what exact species it was.

It had what looked like an irregular shaped white mask with the only the eyes being visible..
That was strange, he could have sworn the eyes changed position, but he could just be overreacting.

It had 2 pairs of black, spider like arms and in each 4 digit hand he held a certain piece of merchandise, a radio, compact, an auto reader, and a camcorder.

Kind of cluttered to advertise four things at once, but he was no advertising expert

What he wore was a simple, rainbow colored, floral styled gown.

Whether he had legs or was just floating of his own volition is anyone’s guess.

“Shirley.. I don’t think this poster looked like this last time we first entered the alleyway.” He said, turning his head back towards the drop, who all of a sudden projected a look of sheer fear and dread.

“Oh…oh no…. he found us.” The drop said, experiencing a mix between the excitement and of apprehensive dread.

At first he didn’t get what Shirley meant by that statement, but soon he felt it, a strange, almost pungent odor of magic emanating off the poster.

It couldn’t be an image switch enchantment; the magic feels far too dense to be something that simple.

The image changed again when he wasn’t looking, this time it was smiling as if to mock him.

“This poster is bugged, were being watched”

“Oh I have to admit, I’m quite impressed by your ability discern all the clues to a most satisfactory conclusion”

The person in the image moved again and began talking,

“AAAGHHH!!”

Causing Rega to almost jump out of his coat and just barely correct his footing.

“What’s the matter? Haven’t you ever met a living work of a…. wait is that… ice?… wait are going to let me fin.”
The being was cut off with a big block of ice as Rega enveloped the poster in a thick layer of ice.

Shirley was flabbergasted at his almost impulsive action.

“Did…d…did you just stand up to the Arch Magi of Trebol?!”

He turned to the drop, smiling like he just won the jackpot.

“Arch Magi, Is that what you call your king, didn’t know he was an easily freezable piece of paper hehehee”

The drop didn’t know what to say. To think that he could just brush off the chief governor of Trebol like he was nothing was something that was unheard of to her until she saw it happen in front of her.

To think there are actually people out there who don’t respect our Glorious Arch Magi or most authority figures for that matter was incredibly puzzling to her.

“THERE HE IS, YOUR EITHER PAYING FOR THE SOUP OR YOU’RE GOING TO HAVE TO ANSWER TO US!!!!”

The Aurorian and the forest drop snapped their attention immediately towards the alleyway entrance.

Son of a whore gave us away. Darn it!!

“Shirley stay back, I know exactly what to do”

He was more than confident about dealing with a couple of dumb farts in fancy suits as he began his slow walk towards them.

“Rega?” Shirley rhetorically asked… completely confused as to why I would begin walking towards the same people he said he wanted no business with.

“by the decree of Archi Magi Andre, you are both hereby under arrest for center arrest for refusal to pay what is owed and harboring a fugitive of the law” one of the demon jackal enforcers said twirling his shock baton.

“Turn yourself in peacefully and we won’t beat you to a pulp as retribution”

“Just do what they say Rega, there just doing their jobs, but if you force their hand, they will use force.”
she was really concerned about his

Rega stopped for a moment before looking back towards Shirley.

“Don’t worry, I know just the trick”

Things were going smoothly until on the officer noticed the huge block of ice protruding from the wall the poster used to be and looked down to see Rega beginning to charge up a spell.

“DAN, WATCH OUT, HE’S A MAGE, code 1, I repeat code o…”

“EARADEN STUGGAR!!” shouted Rega’s exclamation at the top of his lungs, usually when casting, it’s important to be as loud as possible so the energy can “clearly understand” what you’re saying.

Unfortunately for them, The call on his transponder couldn’t be completed as dialed

“REGA!! What did you do!? Those were the authorities!!” Shirley exclaimed, justifiably perturbed.

“I just thought they needed some time to….chill out” okay Rega had to admit, that wasn’t his best pun.

But if there’s one thing he’s good at, it’s turning people into frozen popsicles.

There they were, frozen right in place, stuck expressing the look of shock they had when I pulled the fast one on them, hilarious.

“Don’t worry; they can still breathe through magic ice… so I say they have about”
Rega checked his rectangular shaped compact for the time.

“3 to 4 hours before the ice thaws”

“You’re really cool you know that” Shirley said with an unintentional pun at the end.

“HAHAHAHA, your pun almost reduces the awkwardness of mine.”

They both laughed together as they walked past the now frozen patrol officers.

High noon gave way to a somber evening, something an Aurorian Fox such as himself was grateful of as things have finally began to cool off to a much more manageable temperature, around 64 degrees at most.

It was a refreshing reprieve from the constant beaming heat that bore down on him for hours on end, his combat poncho barely able to keep up with the sheer high sustained temperatures.

Still, Rega knew he wasn’t in the clear just yet

“Do you know if there is some sort of hotel we could hang low for a while?”
“Well there’s this one hotel near the outskirts that topsider tourist generally like to stay in, you’d be able to blend in perfectly there but..”

“Yes?”

“I’m not a topsider myself, so they would definitely find our relationship a bit odd and it might give us away to”

Shirley then looked away from Rega towards the ground, feeling a sense of guilt

“I really need to get back home.. I have school tomorrow, my last day as a matter of fact and this will all blow over eventually if we just pretend none of this ever happened. But just so we can keep in touch, here’s my compact number… I know you’re simply scared and lost and I’m more than happy to help you anyway I can”
She’s on the right track on that one, a warm smile gracing her odd yet interesting features.
Rega, taking out his rectangular ice compact, grabbed the paper and held it above the compact as it began to slowly disintegrate into data before being logged into his contacts list.

Immediately afterword’s, Shirley handed him a small bundle of inscribed paper which he couldn’t exactly read save for it being graced with strange eye symbols.

“Here, this will get you through a couple nights at the Value Star motel just down the road.”

“You had money this whole entire time?” Rega asked more confused than angry.

“You never really asked, you really need to learn to think before you act”

“Point taken”

Rega smiled warmly towards Shirley, even though he was relieved to finally be cold again on the outside, he really felt something towards her, and that really heated him up on the inside.
Maybe on her 18th he would like to give her a little birthday present.

But in the meantime he needs to lie low for a while if he’s going to get out of this place in one piece, and he doesn’t want to take his chances with Hellsides definition of “justice”

But shortly after they began walking apart,they were both interrupted by a strange verse of music followed by them being encircled by a strange aural projection of a musical measure.

“What the!!”

“EEP!!”

Shirley and Rega were completely caught off guard, they both could have sworn that not a singular person could have possibly been around or even bothered to notice them.

Rega traced the path of the “music” and looked up to see another native species of hellside, not sure on the name of the species but most hold a special inclination towards musical magic.

“YAJ SUA EXPUAN YUSAF THAR…..” the Bipedal unicorn demon rambled on, Rega not understanding a single word of that gobbly gook.

“Oh sorry, pardon my friend, she doesn’t understand common topsider that fluently, but I’d be more than happy to translate”
Hopping off the back of the demon unicorn and landing gracefully on the ground was a small horse demon, but unlike the others pale white complexion and snappy suit, skirt combo, was a bright bubbly bright with an equally frilly dress, and topped off with an obligatory witches cap.

“Ahem, sorry for my partners rudeness” she said throwing a death glare over at her pale protégé, the other rolling her eyes.

“I am Orobas, the team oracle” she said offering a formal courtesy, a bit too polite for the people who are arresting them to be honest.

“and over here is my partner Amduisias, she, as you can see, is quite the expert of symphonic magic.”

The well-dressed one looked little bit pissed, wondering if she should just tell Orobas to cut with introductions and just book him already”

“She’s wants you to explain yourself, why I can sense your hiding something”
Orobas’ voice began to take on an air of concern, her eyes widening when her eyes locked onto Shirley
“Also what in the name of Arch Magi Andre are you doing with one of our commanders sister?”





“Oh yeah hehe that.. you see the funny thing is”


“ Don’t even try lying” The pink moon mare said, her tone becoming a bit harsh as she narrowed all three of her eyes on Rega.


“Nothing can escape my foresight and from what my third eye told me, you are not here for a simple romp through the islands… nooo… I can sense quite a bit of sinister intent in your heart.”

“Ohohohohhh yeah your real mysterious with your fancy words, I don’t need to explain anything I…”

Shirley interrupted.

“What my topside friend was trying get across is that your arrest is completely unwarranted and he doesn’t realize you don’t need a warrant on trebol to apprehend suspects or search their belongings”

Orobas and Amdusias looked at each other before looking back at the other duo.

“true….”

“Also, I know this man and he’s no crook, he may be scared, he may be confused, but this man saved my life from a bandit when I was walking home”

“Ohhhh… he did…didn’t he?”

“Yes and…and…”

“and what?” Orobas said giving a sly smirk.

“AHH…nothing, he’s innocent is all that I'm saying, if this was about the soup fiasco, Im more than happy to pay for it myself.”

“listen darling, if this was just about about petty theft, we’d let a normal soldier handle it, but this is more about what he has the POTENTIAL of doing”

“What?! That’s bullshit… you basically just arrested me on a hunch!!!” Rega was enraged.

“Oh you silly topsider and your temper, tehehehe” Orobas giggled, mocking Regas density.

The Fox couldn’t help but let out a low growl of frustration.

This was nothing short of humiliating, Being hold up by a couple of women and their frilly novelty acts, he would be more than happy to show them he’s experience gained during The Great Northern War, but taking a lesson from Shirley, its best to bide his time, for now at least…
.
Amdusias dropped her musical barrier around the two, finally bringing end to a nominally testy moment.

He doesn’t just hate them for the fact that these are, from what he could feel in from the mana pressure, class 4 or higher mages.
“RA LUT AR GOO FAR NEUW” Amdusias explained in unintelligible retarded gibberish.

Orobas was conveniently there to translate.

“Amdusias says you’re free to go…. on a warning that you stay within city limits… I’m not sure if we can have someone as unknown to these parts as you wondering around aimlessly, utleast until we can find out who exactly you are.”

Rega maintained a forced stoicism at that last part. Knowing the slightest showing of shock toward her would possibly cause her to start digging deeper into his thoughts, but even then if they contact topside for his file, he’d be screwed faster than you can say “SOLD”.

“In the meantime, enjoy your stay, and Shirley, keep this man out of trouble for me kay?”

Shirley nodded, resting her chin on her hands, starry eyed.

Sure, keeping him out of trouble was what she was doing before, albeit she was doing a terrible job at it.

But having it in the form of a formal assignment from one the higher ranking commanders really flattered her in a way.

With all said and done, the female duo flew off to attend to other business.

PHEW that was a close call.

“Well you know what they said; I can’t let you out of my sight sorry.”

“Well I guess were heading to your place”

“Oh don’t worry, my parent would love to hear how you swooped in and saved me like a vassal in shining armor, besides, they never got to meet a real topsider before. They also have plenty of guest rooms so you don’t have to worry about sleeping on the couch hehe, we can talk more one we get there”

With that they both began the long walk back to her house. Rega still shaken by the mere experience of witnessing female wizards that FAR exceeded his known magic reserves from what he could sense.

Even if he tried his more intensive techniques.. It’s still 2 against 1, so he didn’t even have the tactical advantage.

The best bet would be his firearms, but with limited ammo, he has to distract them somehow, he needed a plan, but for now he was tired, and from what he heard, her house seems pretty cozy and lavish.
Rega just hopes he never gets to see those nosy harlots again.

 

[PuToTyra]

But I thought it's supposed to be autistic reading

 

[OwO What's This?]

@OwO What's This?

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