You get a “Fireless Bonus” of 50 Points for not firing a single bullet in an entire round. Just wanted to point that out for y’all
Edit: If I’m not mistaken you must survive the entire round to achieve it
Edit 2: I was Castle in Quick Match and I just put 3 armor panels and camped near the hostage/bio-hazard container (I don’t remember which one) without firing any of my weapons
Once again, a conversation with a troll has produced beautiful fruit ... demonstrating that indeed, nothing is wasted in the womb of the tathagata.
>(Edit: A rant about "trolls" below:)
>Which underscores why I don't mean "troll" in a completely malicious sense when I say it. I'm kind of a troll. This troll in particular, regarding the inspiration for this OP, is a troll I sort of like.
> But a troll is a troll.
> If your primary reason for participating in this subreddit is something other than "sincere inquiry into Zen", then you're trolling.
> I mean ... right?
> If I'm here to write an article for a newsletter and I don't know anything about Zen ... sincere inquiry.
> If I'm just sort of curious and I saw a youtube video ... sincere inquiry.
> If I'm pretty sure I'm right about Buddhism and people are telling me this subreddit is heretical and spouting lies and I want to hear what people have to say for themselves and read the Zen texts and make up my own mind ... sincere inquiry.
> If I'm here because I heard that people here are spreading misinformation about a corrupted form of Zen and I know what Zen is because someone told me I did and I have no intention of reading the texts or taking anyone's arguments seriously, I just want to "take back the sub" and "clear out the toxicity" ... then I am a troll.
> I may be a good person, I may be confused, I may later go on to study Zen and become a Zen Master ... but if I am not in this Zen forum to study Zen ... then I am a troll.
> That's just how it is!
> I didn't invent trolling; I'm not making anyone troll; but a troll ... is a troll.
> That's how words work; that's how reality works.
In any case, in this particular interaction, a passage from Dogen was offered up to sort of say "see? Isn't this Zen?"
Now to be fair to the author, that was not the explicit context. They were discussing "dependent origination" which, as has been pointed out before (mostly by Ewk), is not Zen, but the author's direct intent was to offer Dogen's writing as an explanation of dependent origination.
What I thought was interesting, and where I saw value in making an OP, was when I said to myself, "Yeah that's not Zen, but what is it about Dogen that hooks people? Ah yeah, it's because this sounds cool and is 'right-ish'. What does the correlate to this sound like in the Zen texts?"
So the first thing that came to mind was YuanWu's citation to th
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I had an idea I'm going try over a Christmas adventure and I just wanted to share.
I'm going to have my players in the swampy capital city of the frog people during the holiday celebrations, which include a light show.
Since a swamp fire would be bad™, and electricity isn't a thing, they've come up with a unique system.
They've engineered small opaque balloons which are filled with hydrogen (sourced from fermentation), and designed to burst from expansion pressure at relatively low altitudes.
The insides of these balloons are coated with luminescent gels created from local fungus and insects.
When the balloons are released, and burst, their payload creates a spray of color above the crowds.
I thought it sounded both interesting, and appropriate for a swamp based culture.
Let me know what you think! I'd love to hear any extra science or real life things I can back this up with.
279 AC.
"M..m..me?" he gulped. A marriage? Me? But I figured...
It was utterly political, much like his own father. Aemon Targaryen was only six and ten, a stuttering and stammering purple eyed boy who loved to write, and a curious sop. "I..I..m not.. I've never been with... Brynden and A..A..Alysanne are m..m..m..mu..ch better a..a..t..t at these things than m..m..me" he coughed out. Aemon always thought he would someday marry his twin sister, as his uncle Maekar did, but apparently, it was not to be.
But it was no use to protest. He could do nothing, nothing but run off until the dreadful night arrived. Aemon didn't think he was a particularly unattractive man, but he wasn't particularly attractive either. His doubts and insecurities ate at him as the marriage day come closer and closer. What if she doesn't like me, or thinks I'm ugly, or that I stutter too much.
He had met and spoken to his betrothed a few times before, when he was dragged along to the Archon's with his father. She was kind enough, and Aemon though she was positively beautiful. Her hair was dyed deep purple, her face soft with a sharp nose.
It felt so quick, from the moment he was told of the marriage, to the actual affair itself. The young man, covered in black-red doublet and cloak, walked towards the woman, her purple hair positively captivating him. Of course, when he swore his vows to her, he stammered and stuttered as he always had. But she didn't seem to mind.
His marriage bed was an embarrassing affair as well, a few short minutes, the first for both of them. Aemon's fears had seemed realized, that this would be a loveless marriage, the only intimacy to be had would be in the marriage bed.
But fate had a funny way of working. Dilosha Nestoris, his wife, his perfect, beautiful wife.
She became his best friend, his companion, and he hers. Soon, the fear of loveless marriage evaporated, resulting in mad love between the two. One thing that bound them together, was a hidden despising for the institution of slavery.
Aemon stuttered a bit less now, thanks to her, and not at all when he was speaking solely to her.
281 AC
"Aemon, please. It's too early to be fretting about the children" his wife said, half asleep, half awake, and half ready to throttle her husband. Aemon looked back at his wife, laying in bed with only a blanket to cover her. "Yes, but what if something that Kiera miss
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