And I think Shadow tried to destroy my gun (flavor PM implies), but I still have a fully functioning Tommy Gun, so I think whoever saved me must have had a full cycle protection on me. I did lose 2 gold though.
you received the notice just now? hmm could be some kind of item bomb.
I got a message saying I got it. Then shortly after got another message saying that I was targeted by a vandal who attempted to destroy all of my items, but that my items were only damaged and cost 2 gold to repair. My sanity remained the same.
And I think Shadow tried to destroy my gun (flavor PM implies), but I still have a fully functioning Tommy Gun, so I think whoever saved me must have had a full cycle protection on me. I did lose 2 gold though.
I thought this was interesting. You all might like it too.
The octopus is an asocial genius that survives by its wits. The common octopus (Octopus vulgaris) lives from 12 to 18 months. A mature female mates, lays tens of thousands of eggs, tends them until they hatch, and dies soon thereafter. The tiny octopus hatchlings disperse quickly and seldom encounter others of their species until they eventually mate. The hatchlings spend 45 to 60 days floating in ocean currents and feeding in the plankton layer where most of them perish, becoming food for other predators. The small proportion that survive this stage grow rapidly, “parachute” to the sea floor, and begin a bottom dwelling life in an environment that is quite different from the plankton environment. When they land on the bottom, typically far away from where they hatched, octopuses must learn very quickly and be very lucky to survive.
The typical adult octopus has a relatively large brain, estimated at 300 million neurons. The ratio of octopus brain to body mass is much higher than that of most fish and amphibians, a ratio more similar to that of birds and mammals. The complex lobes of the octopus brain support an acute and sensitive vision system, good spatial memory, decision-making, and camouflage behavior. “Sensory and motor function is neatly separated into a series of well-defined lobes... There are two parallel learning systems, one for touch and one for vision, and a clear hierarchy of motor control.” Each arm has smaller, mostly independent neural systems (about 50 million neurons each) that deal with chemical sensors, delicate touch sensors, force sensors, and control of the muscles in that arm. All this processing power supports general intelligence, but at a cost. Neurons use more energy than other cells. Just the photoreceptors in the eyes of a fly consume 8% of the fly’s resting energy. The metabolic costs of an octopus’ large brain must be justified by its contribution to rapid learning of more effective foraging and more effective defenses against predators.
Adult octopuses are quite clever, adaptable, and rapid learners. Experts speculate that most octopus behaviors are learned independently rather than being based on instinct. At least one researcher posits that cephalopods may even have a primitive form of consciousness.
Unlike the octopus, humans can rely upon a large legacy of knowledge learned from, and actively taught by, parents, peers, and the culture at large. Social animals also make use of legacies of information that they are able to effectively transfer from one individual to the next and one generation to the next. More effective knowledge legacies go hand-in-hand with more intelligent reasoning although the correlation is far from perfect, as the octopus demonstrates.
A strange music plays on the winds. TheRealStinkyJoeTerry starts screaming.
Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
Fools, said I, you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you
But my words, like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said, the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sounds of silence
The octopus is an asocial genius that survives by its wits. The common octopus (Octopus vulgaris) lives from 12 to 18 months. A mature female mates, lays tens of thousands of eggs, tends them until they hatch, and dies soon thereafter. The tiny octopus hatchlings disperse quickly and seldom encounter others of their species until they eventually mate. The hatchlings spend 45 to 60 days floating in ocean currents and feeding in the plankton layer where most of them perish, becoming food for other predators. The small proportion that survive this stage grow rapidly, “parachute” to the sea floor, and begin a bottom dwelling life in an environment that is quite different from the plankton environment. When they land on the bottom, typically far away from where they hatched, octopuses must learn very quickly and be very lucky to survive.
The typical adult octopus has a relatively large brain, estimated at 300 million neurons. The ratio of octopus brain to body mass is much higher than that of most fish and amphibians, a ratio more similar to that of birds and mammals. The complex lobes of the octopus brain support an acute and sensitive vision system, good spatial memory, decision-making, and camouflage behavior. “Sensory and motor function is neatly separated into a series of well-defined lobes... There are two parallel learning systems, one for touch and one for vision, and a clear hierarchy of motor control.” Each arm has smaller, mostly independent neural systems (about 50 million neurons each) that deal with chemical sensors, delicate touch sensors, force sensors, and control of the muscles in that arm. All this processing power supports general intelligence, but at a cost. Neurons use more energy than other cells. Just the photoreceptors in the eyes of a fly consume 8% of the fly’s resting energy. The metabolic costs of an octopus’ large brain must be justified by its contribution to rapid learning of more effective foraging and more effective defenses against predators.
Adult octopuses are quite clever, adaptable, and rapid learners. Experts speculate that most octopus behaviors are learned independently rather than being based on instinct. At least one researcher posits that cephalopods may even have a primitive form of consciousness.
Unlike the octopus, humans can rely upon a large legacy of knowledge learned from, and actively taught by, parents, peers, and the culture at large. Social animals also make use of legacies of information that they are able to effectively transfer from one individual to the next and one generation to the next. More effective knowledge legacies go hand-in-hand with more intelligent reasoning although the correlation is far from perfect, as the octopus demonstrates.
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
Fools, said I, you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you
But my words, like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said, the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sounds of silence
Vote Gemma
If he refuses to fess up, then yeah, I think shooting me and then lynching him is the best option.