kingofpain

Mr. Pink: "What are the dimensions of the stab wound? How quickly did the victim die and of how (severed spinal cord, cardiac failure, blood loss, asphyxiation)? There's only one explanation - One of us is a rat! And I ain't tipping nobody!" Cheers! -- Vig

Cheers! -- Vig

peach, possum

--------------------------------------------------- Light... Pain... Excrutiating Pain... And then his eyes were open and he was awash in relief. He had explored the infinites of the ocean surrounding him and so too the stars that littered across his night sky. He felt powerful. He had knowledge. He knew something more than he did the day he retired into his slumber. Segnal had finished applying the last bit of bandaging to the wounds. He did not know the woman he was treating. She'd been there before. She had been wounded then too. Her skin was cleaved by lashes undoubtedly from the this spine of a palm leaf. He felt nothing. No curiosity to know who did this to her. No compassion for her painful circumstances. He did not even feel his absence of empathy. He left for the cliff the same time he left everyday - when the sun was a thumb's width above the watery horizon. As he watched the sun set, he was sated. There were no visits today. Why not? No one had arrived again and Segnal had lost count of how many sunsets had passed since their last arrival. Segnal yearned for them. They knew more than he did. They always told him something he did not know. He yearned for knowledge. As Segnal turned around, he started thinking. Maybe knowledge is not acquired. It is created. Created by solitude. Created by reflection. Created by the synthesis of emotion and intellect. He collapsed where he was. He had unlatched his burdensome bodily function. He then started picking up fragments of his experience. He was building something from these fragments and he built on and on... Until he had finished. As he stepped back to admire this knowledge he had assembled from nothing but his heart, mind and soul, he looked up and could not fathom the magnitude of his construction. Then he felt the pain of the light and woke up from his slumber. He tried to stand, but he couldn't. He tried to speak, but he croaked. He lay there emaciated. He wondered how many sunsets it had been since he turned his back to it. He looked at his thigh. The wound he had had before his slumber was completely healed. That meant he had lay there at least fifteen sunsets. He was wet. He was thirsty. He was hungry. He was immobile. He also felt more powerful than anyone on Epsilon 16. Segnal lay there helpless; Helpless but powerful! ------------------------------------- Late entry, but my character's name is Segnal and I occupy Epsilon 16

Mensa's weird. I took their entrance and I was "in the 99.9+%" and I am fairly sure I am not in the smartest 0.1% of the people I know or the population in general. Either that, or IQ measures absolutely zilch beyond a certain level which I would certainly agree with after going to the Mensa AGM where I met some wonderful people! Cheers! -- Vig

That sounds more like what I came up with Still not sure if it can be improved though. Cheers! -- Vig

That was my first answer too, but apparently you must ignore spaces, so (somewhat counter-intuitively, 'eighteen' appears before 'eight hundred'). Even if you do not ignore spaces, there is a better answer See my earlier post. Cheers! -- Vig

Oh! It's ON! I see your 19 and raise you post 13..I just reiterated my answer coz I was lazy to link ) Cheers! -- Vig

I called it first! That's my rude way of saying I agree

Can you explain why? If we ignore spaces, then the best answer would probably be

How about this

Fully awake and able to differentiate between odd and even numbers - just yanking your chain!!

Hmmm... curious!! Cheers! -- Vig

do we ignore spaces? If yes, Cheers! -- Vig

10^10 is 10 billion, so that answer is out - and my answer above ought to appear earlier I'd assume

Gnosso: What were you doing around the tomb? Did you know Axon in any way? What is your business in our city? Joana: Did Axon mention anyone by the name of Gnosso? Hoana: Did Joana ever mention anyone by the name of Gnosso? Coroner: Did Axon's body show any sign of a struggle?

HAven't been on BD in a long time, but can I have in? and I'll be Mr. Pink pleeez!

The word preceding the colon seems like it should be 'following' I feel so smart right now )

edit error...can't cancel - newbie - sorry

The question seems to be discussed in The Philosophical Quarterly and the author seems to agree with you guys. However, as the author is in fact opposing a previous stance by a different author, I am still not convinced. Also, legally, it seems that if the precise action that caused a crime cannot be determined, all the involved parties are tried for the severest crime that they could be tried for. This seems to be more acceptable to me. Refer to a google of the words 'Mises' 'Ridiculous' and 'scenarios'. I am more confused than I was to start with, but it seems like a lot of people agree with you guys. I guess I need to analyse this further philosophically, but legislatively, your points of view would win... Unless B had a kickass attorney Cheers! -- Vig

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