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One cannot simply verb into noun.

A car that can steer into a tree is not a true car, is it?

We know Good and Evil to be absolutes, that much I think can be taken as true. But do we define what is good and evil by what doesn't suit our personal fancy, or by some kind of standard? If by the standard, where does that standard come from? If that standard is inherent of the physical universe, then why has science never explained it? If that standard is inherent of the nature of man, where did it come from and why does it persist? If that standard is inherent of the nature of man for the purpose of the betterment of his species, then it encounters the problem with the lack of scientific explanation again, as well as science infringing on the realm of philosophy. But God is not malicious. Those are the willful decisions of persons, and decisions that God is not responsible for causing, nor does he wish them to be conducted. I never said the world was perfect. I said God made it to be Good.

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No thank you, I have better things to do with my time than become part of market research.

The briefing room bustled with various elements of conversation, although the tonality was fairly hampered with distrust and enmity. Argyle took stock of his Convoy's command to-be: four men, a Doppleganger, a Corsian, a Jiespher and apparently some variety of robot. "Small favors indeed!" he thought to himself. Roam spoke up before Argyle did. "Greetings, fellows. I am Captain Richard Roam, I command the Valiant. And as Captain of the Expedition under our good friend the Doct-" "Professor." "Professor Argyle, I am Commodore of this Venture and as such, am in charge of this Convoy. Professor Argyle trusts my command to be in the best interest of the Expedition, so with all courtesy I expect your cooperation and obedience as much as well all expect to be paid handsomely." he gave a hungry sideways glance at Argyle. Edward simply looked on, waiting patiently for Roam's speech to conclude. "Professor, would you care to de-tail?" "Thank you, Captain. Now that we are assured in secure quarters I will give more specific details regarding our mission. It was relatively inaccurate of myself to be saying that this was a Treasure Hunt. Indeed it is much more correctly termed an Expedition, because it is scientific in nature." Argyle clicked a button on a controller, making a hologram appear in the middle of the room of the star Iyliss, detailing the orbit of its five smallish planets. "We will be travelling to Iyliss system not because of the golden Planet, we are headed there because of the U.E.R.S. Carbunkle. What most people think of when they hear of the Carbunkle (if they even have heard of it), regarding it being a lost vessel full of unimaginable wealth gleaned from the golden planet, or that its a refinery vessel filled to the brim with precious ore- are myths." A picture of a very newly built-looking and quite highly advanced (for 100 years ago) vessel appeared on the projection. "The actual nature of the Carbunkle is Suprafundamentalochemidynamics. It's a research vessel designed to do complicated research in the inter-dimensionality of matter on a large scale, for chemistry research." an artist's rendition of the Golden Planet appeared. "The nature of the golden planet however is not a myth; 150 years ago, the golden planet, Iyliss-2, was a gas giant. The Carbunkle's advanced research according to records I have analyzed, was able to compress the planet's density in a controlled manner so that they were able to change its chemistry completely and consistently, turning it entirely into a large sphere made of gold. Obviously gold does not have as much worth in the galactic economy compared to dismini or thorium or even platinum. However the fact that the Carbunkle was capable of such a feat has far-reaching implications on Material Science, as well as the galactic Resource economy, which is why I've been sent to do my research on why it disappeared, and if its possible to recover the research which they conducted." Whomever of the Captains present that did not have 'poker faces' pronounced themselves in their expressions, as Argyle concluded his presentation. "Our course will take us as direct as we can around the Galactic Core." continued Roam, sitting down. "Obviously if Argyle had the funding, he would have taken some kinda diplomatic course through the politicians and chartered one of those Rad-shield ships to take him through the core, but not everyone is made of that kind of money (or patience). We'll be heading through the Nardo Border, to Rigel, Fisny, Harrowing and then we're on our own starguilding from Argyle's research to carry us the rest of the way there. All in all the voyage should take 10 days or so, one way. The obvious risk then is just the weirdness of localized law as we pass through as many territories as we'll do, so the best thing will be just not to be seen.- You can take your leave Professor, I'll just be filling them in on the navigation and so on." Argyle nodded in assent. "Good luck to you all. I trust we shall all see this to good hands and good minds." with that, the Professor left through the door and down the hall, to his private study. As soon as the brief room door had shut behind him, Richard looked at the ensemble of characters. His expression slowly changed from serious commandment into a wiley sneer that almost said 'I hope you weren't taking all that too seriously.', putting his hands together at the height of his mouth, elbows resting on the table. "I know your types. None of you would trust a dog to run away if you kicked it. You want to know what I think? I think our good friend the Doctor there," he said, thumbing the door "isn't in it for the research. I checked his stuff when he was away, he's not part of Polaris. He's been getting angry mail from the Acter Society too. I think he's in it for a private venture. Maybe he's funding it out of his own pocket, or has a rich uncle someplace up high. You all know the big fancy-britches types with their diplomas but no astro-know-how. Maybe he's just in it to get whatever secret's hidden in the Carbunkle, gonna take it and sell it and use the rainfall from that to pay us. Or maybe even he'll get to what's in the Carbunkle and then call in the Rangers and have us all jailed and impounded. Or worse. Trust me when I say I got a good plan going on that'll see us all on the winner's end of this. Just stick together, follow orders and I can assure you that whatever Eddie promised you guys is the least you might be seeing in for this job." Captain-Commodore Roam stood to his full height, looking remarkably dapper and with all the silent hope of a con-artist at the height of his genius. "We're all in this together." he said, smiling warmly. "Any questions?"

Where do people find this stuff?

Help its alluring

Ah Les Miserablés. Odd though, Javert is like a robot in a cast of humans, only processing crime vs. not crime.

Good work, soldier.

The side that is the least angry at the other.

From what book does that come from? My understanding is that the theoretical stance of Satan would be: Before creation, there was God. There was the Trinity, with some angels, and his right-hand Angel Lucifer. And God said "Gather 'round everybody, I'm gonna make some stuff." And all the angels are talking to themselves like "Oh awesome! What's stuff? Well I guess we'll find out pretty quick." *PTHOOM* and God creates the Universe. ON a little planet in this Universe, is his crown creature. Lucifer says to God "What are they?" God says to Lucifer "I call them Mankind. They can reason, they can figure out for himself how wonderful the universe is. They is created in my image." Lucifer says "Are they mine?" God says "I made the Universe as a love letter from me to them, to show how much I love them, so that they would love me in return." Lucifer (who suddenly has the pride to think his power could equal God's) says "They can reason; can they really? What is the point of free will if there is really no choice between loving You and loving.... well... not You." God says "What are you saying?" Lucifer says "Allow me to give them a real choice, between loving You, and loving Me." God says "Alright. Give it your best shot." And so sin entered the world, beginning with the form of a serpent, who deceived Eve. Lucifer could not create his own world because he did not have that power; he could only change what had already been made. From this is where corruption of God's good creation comes from, and where we get evil.

I think I understand your meaning now. You mean Efficient as in "Less energy spent on wasteful nonsense and the bad things in the world", except the 'spent' part is on behalf of the universe. God created the world and said it was good. Then, by the deception of the Serpent, Mankind chose to allow sin into the world, and the good became corrupted; hence good and bad exist in the same world. God did not create death or disease. They are the good of God's creation, corrupted. God created Man and Woman, and said they were good. That has all sorts of implications: the wide variety of emotions we have, our ability to think, to create, to love, to have sex, all good things that God made for us to enjoy. Sin's corruption means those things which God made good, could be changed in such a way that they would be meant for evil. To expression, came irrational extremism. To the ability to create, the ability to create good things ourselves also enabled us to create evil things. Love corrupted into lust, sex gave existence to perversion. And the natural world became corrupted too: what is meant by "death entering the world" in the same way it referred to Sin entering the world in the book of Genesis, it is to say that before sin, there was no death. There was no such thing as decay or disease. (A world would be like without death, disease or decay, I have no idea what that would be like, if that's what you're considering asking. If you'd like evidence regarding it, do tell if you find it- you'll shortly afterwards find the bones of Adam and Eve.) Sin in of itself is responsible for all ill in the world, all things that would be classified as bad, as evil, as detestable, as unlikable. If you think that God is some sort of reprehensible creature for the world that it is, the blame would be much better sought by gazing into a mirror. If you would question why God even made this amount of corruption a possibility, take a cursory look back at the latter part of what I said earlier: "With great power came the potential of great good and great evil when given free choice. God apparently thought this worth the risk." If we did not have free will, and were automatically "programmed" from the word go to instantly give glory to God, he might just as well made mindless robots with no agency or decision regarding his creation, and we would just be like any other animal. A universe without free will would be much more a toy than a wonder.

You'd have better success with a coping saw. No, not a copulating saw, a Coping saw.

Good night everybody!

The just as good looking and deft little sister of the Raptor, Lightning II. My favorite too.

I'm an Engineer. He's my favorite.

Too much Oooooonazine. This aughta fix that Clydesdale.

Oh good Lord it's more contagious than CandIejack.

Awesome, I've started something. yay!

Thou art hate-filled?

See how those smooth surfaces turn into sharp edges right around the engine intake? THAT STUFF IS HARD TO REPLICATE IN 3D >

^This I actually did a doodle of a pony shaped aircraft. It wound't work having a "standing pony" being upright, so I put the silhouette on its side. (Imagine a 2D pony from the top with the legs being wings) seeing as asymmetrical aircraft are nothing new. The challenge would then be the "Fortress" part. Making planes that are big is hard. Making anything that's big is hard.

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But we're still waiting on a cliffhanger, Srake. I mean I'd love to-D'AWWW it's fluttershy