A list of puns related to "Gross Tonnage"
If you removed all the boats from the ocean would we be able to tell if the water level goes down? Or is the surface area just to great
In the war screen it'd be nice to be able to see how much damage different countries have inflicted/recieved in terms of lost tonnage of merchant and naval vessels. Having it contribute to warscore would allow smaller but still relevant countries to be able to better aid the world powers since subs are the most accessible way to build up a navy.
Gross tonnage is a measure of a ship's size derived from its volume V (not mass, despite the name). It is calculated as follows: V * ((log10(V) / 50) + 0.2).
My question is, why? What's wrong with just giving the volume?
Here's the thing, objectively speaking, team rwby has killed more people than neo, by a lot (if we are counting nameless grunts, which a lot of people in this fandom wanna count) in the episode where neo fought yang, team rwby killed a minimum of 50 white fang members on screen (they were knocked off the train and sucked under the wheels, even considering aura, that's deadly, the closest approximation of that train in our world is the GE AC4400CW, with a gross tonnage of roughly 216 tonnes, and the rail cars empty weigh a minimum of 27 tonnes a piece, yea, that's not survivable) and in regards the Atlas personal in v8, we only saw neo attack ONE, and she explicitly did not kill him, she only bonked him on the head. And no, I don't believe in the concept of guilt by association, so I don't not count Romans actions, period, only Neos actions that she autonomously carries out. In regards to the breech, it is reasonably forseable that a caring boss would make his underlings unaware of all but the most essential information to the plan in as much as it pertains to their role in it. I believe Roman did not make neo aware of the actual plan, giving her plausible deniability. Team rwby has killed a few orders of magnitude more people than neo, even giving the people on the airship, which I see as more debatable if they are dead or not. Anyway, the only reason neo is considered a villain and team rwby isn't, is because of protagonist centered morality, if you held neo to the same standards team rwby is held to in universe, then neo is ironically enough, literally a better human being
Kazlor sat, his face carefully neutral, and wept inwardly at the untold death and destruction he saw before the League worlds. In his mind blood flowed from the Prime Ministerβs pulpit as Jalat finally spoke again. βMy first action as acting Prime Minister is to level charges of a Gross League Charter Violation against the Humans.β She paused for effect, obviously expecting some sort of dramatic reaction to her charge. All she got was a little nervous shuffling. Her countenance stayed neutral, but Kazlor could see the tip of her tail twitch slightly in agitation as she continued. βThe Humans have built a number of massive ships which could only be construed as interminable weapons of mass destruction. I am forwarding you the proof of their treachery: the size and tonnage of these massive ships they have built can serve no other purpose than platforms for planetary subjugation, and they have built enough to potentially subdue everyone in the League.
βI warn you that the recording you are about to see will be disturbing to many of our less martially-inclined Ambassadors, but I must insist that all of you bear witness. Republic forces encountered one of these leviathan ships β from the enigmatic project βPhoenixβ they have been so secretive about β and managed to destroy it, despite great loss of life on our part and only due to the technological edge we still hold over the Humans. Pay close attention to the sensor readouts, my fellow sapients, and consider what the firepower hidden in that raw tonnage could do to any of your worlds.β
The lights dimmed and the open air of the Council Chamber filled with a hologram that looked almost like the one Kazlor had seen the night before. No, not almost; it had been altered heavily. The image of the ship β the same one that had fled Human space before Henryβs forces β had been doctored: it appeared to bristle with weapons. The rest of the hologram had been altered as well: the display showed an order of magnitude more Xaltan ships converging on the vessel than had truly been there, and the official Xaltan Documentation Codes were different.
A message from Yoro floated in space before him, displayed on the contacts he wore so she could send him messages that the Xaltans c
... keep reading on reddit β‘I sincerely hope that this letter finds you in jolly good condition- for my recent misadventures have forced me to severely question the effectiveness of Coalition Mail Service effectiveness as well as the quality of the vessels that use to deliver the mail. Neither the less, I send you this letter, hoping for the very best.
As you can probably make out of the return address, I was able to finally report back to Auriga Xenobiological Institute, thus ending my half a year long expedition to gather information about Husk influence on human digestive system during and after transformation.
After I gathered my data, samples and papers, I hired myself two worthy fellows to guard me from any misdeeds which may await me ahead, then presented the station manager with a worthy sum of 3000 marks, asking him to find me a vessel with a well-made hull and crew competent enough to get me b k to the Institute in one piece. The road ahead was quite a long one- moreover than that, it also required for the sub to traverse an area supposedly patrolled by pirates. After spending two days at the outpost (the conditions there were below acceptable- a noble lad like me forced to share a room with my servants, how pathetic!), I was finally contacted and arranged to meet up with the crew of the βLotan-Iβ submarine. Well, the files I was presented with certainly show the vessel to be an effective one- her crew have suffered no losses during her entire service, many of them awarded with Coalition medals and commendations- let alone the rather large gross tonnage of all pirate submarines, sunk by it. And how could I, being interested in Caanite religion ignore the sub, named after a mythological entity?
βLotan-Iβ was a ship of an unusual, may I even say, unique design, which resembled little to no other ones Iβve seen during my days. From the outside, it looked rather standard- although a little bit too long, but from the insideβ¦ Despite the outer hull being cylindrical in shape, all of the compartments were spherical, connected between each other through complex airlock systems, with every airlock sporting a diving suit shelf, with a deep diving suit inside! As the captain- a reasonable fellow, although somewhat too musical,- explained to me, the outer hull acts as some sort of βshieldβ, protecting the inner hull blocks, which house the crew and all of the subβ systems. According to them, even Charybdis itself couldnβt sink her- although, once asked why she declined to elaborat
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A birdβs nest made of stainless wire, 9 wire and bits of plastic
Steel toed boots crushing mottled seagullsβ eggs
The sad semi-sentience of the mother pecking at and eating the gold embryo
The fledgling covered in oil
(I called the environmental auditor but he didnβt answer so I left a message. Who cares about a stupid seagull anyways?)
The power-washed heat exchangers
The smell that anyone who has driven down the New Jersey turnpike passed exit 13 knows
The hungry beggar unfolds himself from his earthenware home and rises barefoot and wisen, a true cosmopolite
The migratory birds (cormorant, loon, merganser) diving along the pier where Louisiana gulf coast and New York City barges fill up with gross tonnage, from keel to funnel full of gasoline or diesel or home heating oil
Or, they (blue heron, egret) stand backward legged in cooling water runoff catching killifish
The mossbunker lead astray by the too-warm leaching waterway
The Company begrudgingly pays the fine for thermal pollution that The Agency demands, βput it on our tab.β
Take a break and grab a bottle of privatized all-natural spring water and get your daily dose of micro-plastics or use a disposable single dose coffee cup and perpetuate the plastic epidemic
Love like this cannot be sustained
Itβs Like treating your gout with more alcohol
We are broken
We are doomed
We are as one,
But, we refuse each other and exclude all things from ourselves Including our own cynical earthenware hearts
The Company we keep begrudgingly pays us the cost-of-living wages we demand but only if weβre unified and only until such a time that they can purchase a few more politicians and pundits
The way We go home at the end of a hard eight or twelve and spin our βTalking Headsβ records and think nothing of it
Sulking in our illusions, Dampening ourselves with booze and television and our new brand of media
Foggy morning highways
Polyethylene sugar daddies hurl disparaging comments from Dizzying heights and we delight
Too willing to impress
Too simple to be depressed
Happy to be able to fix their equipment and operate their machines complacent enough to not question the ends of our deeds
βA strong back and weak mind...β The Journeyman reiterates The Captainβs call
And we uncurl our racked-up broken selves to stoop again, arbiters of the great S
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