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All I'm going to say is what the hell is this?Oh yeah?! What the hell are you?![snapback]40336[/snapback]
The Issue
The Anarki is on the brink of extinction, largely due to people hunting them down for tasty Anarki-kahbobs and Anarkiburgers, and as ecological disaster looms, various factions are all calling for what they feel should be done about the Anarki.
The Debate
1. "This is an outrage!", shouts Tobias Fellow, outspoken member of the Zairo-Sleekism Wilderness Protection Movement. "The government has to put a stop to the out of control hunting of our beloved Anarkis. Do you want our children and grandchildren to miss witnessing the spectacle of wild Anarkis prancing freely in our forests?"
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2. "Who cares what happens to some dumb wild pest?", scoffs Klaus Bush, employee of Zairo-Sleekism National Lumber, "If they're endangered it's 'cause they were too weak to adapt. They probably deserve to be killed off. With them out of the way, we could clearcut the forests Anarkis like to hide in, which would really boost the economy through the timber industry!"
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3. "Nature is hardly a black and white issue." Beth Washington, a respected scholar notes. "We should start a breeding program to help these creatures recover their numbers. We can display them in captivity, and gradually release them into the wild. Couple it with limiting, but not abolishing Anarki hunting, and everyone benefits. Of course, Anarkis raised in captivity don't generally survive in the wild, but I'm sure we can find a way!"
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QuoteLIAR! nobody in South America ISN"T catholic, except for the jaguars.. and they are only lapsed catholics!!! :lol: ^_^QuoteI read the Inferno in high school... and wasnt Catholic.[snapback]40017[/snapback]
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I read the Inferno in high school... and wasnt Catholic.[snapback]40017[/snapback]
Many and varied sinners suffer eternally in the multi-leveled Malebolge, an ampitheatre-shapped pit of despair Wholly of stone and of an iron colour: Those guilty of fraudulence and malice; the seducers and pimps, who are whipped by horned demons; the hypocrites, who struggle to walk in lead-lined cloaks; the barraters, who are ducked in boiling pitch by demons known as the Malebranche. The simonists, wedged into stone holes, and whose feet are licked by flames, kick and writhe desperately. The magicians, diviners, fortune tellers, and panderers are all here, as are the thieves. Some wallow in human excrement. Serpents writhe and wrap around men, sometimes fusing into each other. Bodies are torn apart. When you arrive, you will want to put your hands over your ears because of the lamentations of the sinners here, who are afflicted with scabs like leprosy, and lay sick on the ground, furiously scratching their skin off with their nails. Indeed, justice divine doth smite them with its hammer.
