[quote]imhungry wrote:
[quote]Edgy wrote:
[quote]imhungry wrote:
[quote]Edgy wrote:
with the ImHUNGry version…
is there a way we can insert the work ideal only for the weak? that way we can Lord over them and have them do our bidding?
we could also spend more time on the pleasurable practices of eating/training/sexing/fighting if we aren’t wasting time working.
(this is beginning to sound like the book animal farm)[/quote]
Nope.
There’s no room for weak or lazy in this society.
What you give is what you get… and then some.[/quote]
so the strong and dedicated are the ones who are reap the rewards? How about a strong leader that puts together a collective, makes it productive and gains all the rewards?
Another case where the strong and ambitious can Lord over the weak and insignificant. and that way, the weak and insignificant are able to be part of a strong group and reap the rewards bestowed upon them by their master.
and they will protect the master to the death, knowing that without him/her they would be returned to insignificant-ness.
Scenario…Beast protects the weak, the weak multiply, now Beast has an army to bring against the loosly governed group and takes it over so he can gain all the rewards.
I think we need a stronger governing body to keep this from happening.
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Edgy, where the fuck are you finding these weak people and how did they get here?
Did you let them in?
How about we just eat them?[/quote]
Well, I imagine DarkNinja and myself will live separately from this “colony”, where we will be viewed as outsiders, but extremely lethal and efficient outsiders. Those that you all deem as “weak” and try to eat will flee into our territory, where they will, with no other choice, gain our deadly attention. But…upon learning of their plight, we shelter them, making them strong beyond their beliefs. It is then that DN and I will have our own “colony” of powerful, newly lethal assassins. We will keep to ourselves, remaining wholly self-sufficient and fruitful, with work, training, and lots of extracurricular activities. Life will be simple and good. Until one day, your people get wind of our prosperous lives, and you all get the insane notion that our existence is a slight against you all, so you decide to take up arms and strike at us first. Mistake.
Our casualties were minimal, as we are ever vigilant of our surroundings. As your attack ends, ours begins. With DN and I at point, we infiltrate your city, however, we do not slaughter all; oh no. That would be too easy…too merciful. It wasn’t everyone that decided to attack us. Only your “would-be” leadership, so it is them that we slaughter. No one sees or hears us enter your city, nor exit. All that is left of our visit are the heads of your leaders on pikes, displayed in the center of your colliseum. Our message to your people that we are not to be fucked with, for we will bring about ruination and death of the likes not seen since Sodom and Gomorrah. So long as you all keep this in mind, there will be peace.