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303819 No.41984   [Delete]   [Edit]  [Reply]

How Weeaboo are you?

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Thank God I'm introverted.

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I marked out the things that I don't do. Anything untouched are the things I do/have done/am guilty of

16 out of 25
I feel very weaboo.
Although admittedly, some of these things are only true because I've fucking lived in Japan before.

Pocky is really common over there, and I had to learn honorifics to be polite to locals in the neighborhood I lived in. That was before I really cared for anime.
Also my pirate outfit doesn't count as cosplay, so suck my nigger. :D

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Go home plebs, I'm failing my way through this place.

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>tfw weeb
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am I a weeb?

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And now for some bits from The Shepherd's Crown.

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She stepped into the stream, getting as clean as could be. And now, drying herself off and wrapping just her cloak around her washed body, she went back to the cottage, where she gave You an extra meal, stroked her head, and climbed the squeaking staircase to her bedroom, humming an old dirge as she went.

Then Esmerelda Weatherwax brushed out her long gray hair and repinned it into its usual bun with an army of pins, and dressed again, this time choosing her best witch's dress and least-mended pair of drawers. She paused to open the little wooden window to the soft evening air and carefully placed two pennies on the small bedside table, beside her pointy witch's hat festooned with unused hatpins.

The last thing she did before she lay down was to pick up a familiar card she had written on earlier.
And a little later, when the cat jumped up onto the bed, it appeared to You that something strange was happening. She heard an owl hoot, and a fox barked in the darkness.

And there was just the cat, You. All alone.
But if cats could smile, this one did.

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It was a strange night; the owls hooted almost nonstop, and the wind outside for some reason made the wicks of the candles inside wobble with a vengeance and then blow out; but Granny Weatherwax was dressed in her best and ready for anything.

And now in the deep warm darkness, as dawn began to stealthily steal the night, her soul had a visitor, an individual with a scythe- a scythe with a blade so shadow-thin that it could separate a soul from a body.
Then the darkness spoke.

"I know it is you, Mr. Death. After all, we witches always knows what's coming," said Granny, looking down at her body on the bed.

Her visitor was no stranger, and the land she knew she was going to was a land she had helped many others to step through to over the years. For a witch stands on the very edge of everything between the light and the dark, between life and death, making choices, making decisions so that others may pretend no decisions have even been needed. Sometimes they need to help some poor soul through the final hours, help them to find the door, not to get lost in the dark.
And Granny Weatherwax had been a witch for a long, long time.

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In the early morning light, in a village pond near Slice, bubbles came to the surface, followed by Miss Tick, witchfinder. There was no one there to observe this remarkable occurrence, apart from her mule, Joseph, grazing steadily on the riverbank. Of course, she told herself sadly as she picked up her towel, they all leave me alone these days.

Sh sighed. It was such a shame when old customs disappeared. A good witch-ducking was something she had liked doing in the bad old days-- she had even trained for it. All those swimming lessons, and practice with knots at the Quirm College for Young Ladies. She had been able to defeat the mobs under water if necessary. Or at least work at breaking her own record for untying the simple knots they all thought worked on the nasty witch.

Now, a bit of pond-dipping had become more like a hobby, and she had a nasty feeling that others were copying her after she passed through their villages. She'd even heard talk of a swimming club being started in one small hamlet over by Hma-on-Rye.^

^(A popular idea among the young lads, since they felt that everyone-and "everyone" definitely included the young ladies-should swim without their clothes.)

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Miss Tick picked up her towel to dry herself off and went back to her small caravan, gave Joseph his breakfast nose bag, and put the kettle on. She settled down under the trees to have her snack-bread and dripping, a thank-you the day before from a farmer's wife for an afternoon's knowledge of reading. Miss Tick had smiled as she left because the eyes of the rather elderly woman had been sparkling-- "Now," she had said, "I can see what's in those letters Alfred gets, especially the ones that smell of lavender." Miss Tick wondered if it might be a good idea to get moving soon. Before Alfred got another letter anyway.

Her stomach filled, ready for the day ahead, she sensed an uneasiness in the air, so there was nothing for it but to make a shamble.

A shamble is a witch's aid to inner concentration and always has to be made right there and then, when needed, to catch the moment. It could be made of pretty much anything, but had to include something alive. An egg would do, though most witches prefer to save the egg for dinner, in case it exploded on them. Miss Tick dug in her pockets. A woodlouse, a dirty handkerchief, an old sock, an ancient horse chestnut, a stone with a hole in it, and a Toadstool that Miss Tick couldn't quite identify and so couldn't risk eating. She expertly strung them all together with a bit of string and a spare length of knicker elastic.

Then she pulled8 at the threads. But there was* something wrong. With a twang that reverberated around the clearing, the tangle of objects threw itself into the air and spun, twisting and turning.

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Just across the woods from Granny Weatherwax's cottage, Nanny Ogg nearly dropped a flagon of her best homemade cider on her cat, Greebo. She kept her flagons of cider in the shady spring by her cottage. The tomcat considered a growl, but after one look at his mistress he tried to be a good boy, for the normally cheerful face of Nanny Ogg was like thunder this morning.
And he heard her mutter, "It should have been me."

In Genua, on a royal visit with her husband Verence, Queen Magrat of Lancre, former witch, discovered that even though she might think she had retired from magic, magic had not retired from her. She shuddered as the shock wave was carried across the world like a tsunami, an intimation that things were going to be... otherwise.

In Boffo's Novelty and Joke Emporium in Ankh-Morpork, all the whoopee cushions trumpeted in a doleful harmony; while over in Quirm, Agness Nitt, both witch and singer, woke with a sinking feeling known to many that she might have made a fool of herself at the previous evening's first-night party.^ It certainly still seemed to be going on behind her eyeballs. Then she suddenly heard her inner Perdita wail...

^(Though Agnes does have the very handy excuse that if she behaves badly, it might not be Anges doing the Devil-Among-The-Pictsies dance on the table, but her other personality, Perdita, who is much more outgoing and, incidentally, a lot thinner.)

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Over in the great city of Ankh-Morpork, at Unseen University, Ponder Stibbons had just finished a lengthy breakfast when he entered the basement of the High Energy Magic Building. He stopped and gaped in amazement. In front of him, Hex was calculating at a speed that Ponder had never seen before. And he hadn't even entered a question yet! Or pulled the Great Big Lever. The ant tubes that the ants crawled through to make their calculations were blurred with their motion. Was that.... was that an ant crash by the cogwheel?

Ponder tapped a question into Hex: What do you know that I don't? Please, Hex.
There was a scuffling in the anthills and the answer spat out: Practically everything.

Ponder rephrased his question more carefully with the requisite number of IF and BEFORE clauses. It was wordy and complicated, a huge ask for a wizard with only one meal in him, and no one else would have understood what Ponder even meant, but after a big hiccup of ants, Hex shot out: We are dealing with the death of Granny Weatherwax.
And then Ponder went to see the Archchancellor, Mustrum Ridcully, who would definitely want to hear this news....

In the Oblong Office of the Patrician of Ankh-Morpork, Lord Vetinari watched as his Times crossword filled itself in....

High above the Ramtops, in the monastery of Oi Dong, the Abbot of the History Monks licked his mystic pencil and made a note of it....

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I was drunk one night a long while ago.

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This is apparently his aroused face

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Let's see if Aurorachan knows how to logic.

In Ancient Rome, there are five senior Senators in the Roman Senate who are all very intelligent but also politically cunning and greedy. A recent military campaign successfully conquered 10,000 square kilometers of land, and the Roman Emperor expects these Senators to distribute the lands fairly amongst themselves for governing.

The most senior Senator, known as the Consul, is expected to make a proposal on how to divide the lands. All of the five Senators shall vote on how the lands shall be distributed according to the proposal. If more than half of the Senators vote "Yes", then the 10,000 square miles of land shall be distributed as according to the proposal.

To emphasize efficiency in the voting process, the Emperor passes a law in which a Consul who makes an ill proposal during land distribution shall be stripped of power and his Senatorship.

Thus, if the Consul fails to acquire more than half of the votes (himself included), then he will lose support in the Senate, and shall be removed from his voting rights and his Senate seat. The remaining Senators shall vote again, with the next most senior Senator as the new Consul to make the proposal, bound to the same law of the Emperor.

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pay fourth senator more than 1/3 and second man more than 25%
that will make maximum availability for Consul =
less than 1-(.25+(1/3))= less than .416667 of total= 4166.66666666666666666666666 Square miles

Thank you

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actuall, for the second man, anything more than 20% should do.
So now our Consul gets anything less than 1-((1/3)+0.2)*10000= anything less than 4666.66666666666 square miles

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the consul will retain all 10,000 as they vote during session as the greatest fear is disobedience to the empire. if it were not divided evenly as ordered, they would all be stripped of power and protection. as no single body can be equal to the emperor's, the senators agree that each will build a house the one plot.

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as each senator votes, they must vote no either way for any proposal every time. each time, another consul is made and the old one retires with a house to be built later.

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Senator 1: 0
Senator 2: 300
Senator 3: 100
Senator 4: 0
Senator 5(Consul): 9600

And unless this ever gets revisited, I'm not explaining squat :U

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Ah, good, you got something similar to me~

The senators are rational and scheming, intelligent men who can think ahead to how this situation will go if they allow the first few consuls to be retired. If they're made an offer that's better than the next consul in line will give them, they will take it. They won't just sit by like morons and let it get all the way to the 5th consul who would just take everything. Keep in mind as well, that if you don't get a majority vote, you lose both your senate seat and any chances of getting land. You're basically voted out of the system. Also, 50/50 is not enough to win. There must be an odd number of senators to have any chance at all.

Even the third consul is too far, because he's in a position to be super greedy and probably still win.

What we're asking here is what the very first senator to be made consul can propose that will assure him a victory. What's the maximum amount of land he can propose for himself and not be voted down? My logic is as follows:

Let's say you lose. Here's what will happen if each successive Senator becomes the Consul:

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This is the only *chan that I can access through shitty blocked internet, and it looks like it's been dead since 2011.

Is anyone still lurking here? Anyone at all?

In the meantime, I'll enjoy lurking the shitposting from five years ago...

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Dunno if serious poster if not, but in case you are the answer to your questions is that this is a site for a small, if closeknit, group of people.

Most of the boards don't see much activity since they are mostly secondary in nature, most communication is done on Skype and the primary purpose of this site is for roleplaying on the /rp/ board.

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Well considering AuA -hasn't- been dead since 2011, I'm not sure I wanna take this seriously.

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testing tesing

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This chan is from which country?

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The Shivering Isles

also testing

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I'm missing some pages. This bugs me. But I'll post the ones I have. This is a really cool scene from the comics. I'm redownloading Vicious Cycle right now so I can recap them.

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you're late to the party
this image has been floating around for quite a while now

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