Cantr II Discussion Forum

We're up to 67% now.
one more...'cmon.

i could help except that to catch up with the receding edge it would require traveling faster than the speed of light. unfortunately that's impossible at only .8 clarkes per hour. maybe with a car.....

*Dragging*


"You see RKLenseth being dragged out of this topic into outerspace"

It worked!

He disappeared of the register users list for the forum.

Now let's see if he comes back or has to ask for support first.

I'm still here. I just went on to check my characters for a moment. I guess your theory was wrong.

I also think we have done a fine job of being totally off topic and forum as this might be better suited for something in Non-Cantr Discussions.

the dragging of rklenseth from the thread to outside the universe is metaphoric for the dragging of characters from boats to the location traveling in some some unknown and lost place which we know nothing about. we were exploring the implications of a real world equivalents of game errors in order to better understand the universe and it's complex mechanism using cantr as a lens... so they got nothin on us!

(i told you guys it wouldn't work)

They'll have to literally drag me away from my computer before they can get rid of me. Too bad they'll never find me. Now where is my rifle. You want to see the Deliverance of New York. Just walk around here in the boonies of Poestenkill.

six by seven, actually.
Oh crap, i posted too late.

rklenseth wrote:They'll have to literally drag me away from my computer before they can get rid of me. Too bad they'll never find me. Now where is my rifle. You want to see the Deliverance of New York. Just walk around here in the boonies of Poestenkill.

do i hear banjo music? *shudder*

I think....that I will run as far away from this crazy thread as I possibly can XD

|west| wrote:we could quote the whole series, or we could tell people to go out and read "the hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy" series

and also Terry Pratchett's Discworld books.

YAY.... Discworld.

Hmmm.... A thread of quotes of death. I lauhed my ass of reading them. Death is funny.

"Death comes to us all. When he came to Mort, he offered him a job.
After being assured that being dead was not compulsory, Mort accepted"

-IT WOULD BE A BLOODY STUPIDWORLD IF PEOPLE
GOT KILLED WITHOUT DYING,WOULDN'T IT?

"It can't be intelligent, can it?" said the Bursar.
"All it's doing is moving around slowly and eating things," said the Dean.
"Put a pointy hat on it and it'd be a faculty member," said the Archchancellor.

Remember -- that which does not kill us can only make us stronger."
"And that which does kill us leaves us dead!"

The members of the Guild of Assassins considered themselves cultured men who enjoyed good music and food and literature. And they knew the value of human life. To a penny, in many cases.

The vermine is a small black and white relative of the lemming, found in the cold Hublandish regions. Its skin is rare and highly valued, especially by the vermine itself; the selfish little bastard will do anything rather than let go of it.

Rincewind: I'm not going to ride on a magic carpet! I'm afraid of grounds.
Conina: You mean heights. And stop being silly.
Rincewind: I know what I mean! It's the grounds that kill you!

It's going to look pretty good, then, isn't it," said War testily, "the One Horseman and Three Pedestrians of the Apocralypse."

This is very similar to the suggestion put forward by the Quirmian philosopher Ventre, who said, "Possibly the gods exist, and possibly they do not. So why not believe in them in any case? If it's all true you'll go to a lovely place when you die, and if it isn't then you've lost nothing, right?" When he died he woke up in a circle of gods holding nasty-looking sticks and one of them said, "We're going to show you what we think of Mr Clever Dick in these parts..."

Real stupidity beats artificial intelligence every time."



The duke had a mind that ticked like a clock and, like a clock, it regularly went cuckoo.

The calender of the Theocracy of Muntab counts down, not up. No-one knows why, but it might not be a good idea to hang around and find out.

"Give a man a fire and he's warm for a day, but set fire to him and he's warm for the rest of his life."

His philosophy was a mixture of three famous schools -- the Cynics, the Stoics and the Epicureans -- and summed up all three of them in his famous phrase, "You can't trust any bugger further than you can throw him, and there's nothing you can do about it, so let's have a drink."

And it came to pass that in time the Great God Om spake unto Brutha, the Chosen One: "Psst

"Pets are always a great help in times of stress. And in times of starvation too, o'course."


The trouble with being a god is that you've got no one to pray to.

"What's a philosopher ?" said Brutha. "Someone who's bright enough to find a job with no heavy lifting," said a voice in his head.

He says gods like to see an atheist around. Gives them something to aim at."
The trouble was that he was talking in philosophy, but they were listening in gibberish.


All from "small gods" my favourite>

Terry Pratchett rules.

*peers off in the distance, searching for the original topic*

..Nope. Nowhere in sight.