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Thread: Mosque Near Ground Zero--Good or Bad?

As an NYC Resident I feel that if anyone would oppose a community center sensitive to the needs of Muslims then they should not complain if others opposed the Catholic Churches in the area. Its a community center, its for all peoples, will they go after the halal food vendor that is literally across the street from ground Zero? I've seen him get out of his cart to pray, I know its owned by a Muslim. I'm hearing things in the news like They have a right to but should they? Yes, they should. Islam is the largest religion in the world right now, if they want to build a most with a giant gold penis atop it, that's their right so long as there is no city ordinance against it. There isn't actually as the obscenity laws lead to it being something explicit, if they can't have a gold cock the wall street bull can no longer have balls.which it does It brings to mind the reasons behind separation of church and state for this exact reason. Politicians should have no religious opinion or bias when it comes to decision making at all and if they show it, it should eliminate them from the running for the office they hold. Far too long has America been held back by religious belief and or intolerance on the grounds of politics, technology, law, and various other advancements.It is a problem when religion becomes a point for bias in politics and one that should be addressed fully.
Thread: Mosque Near Ground Zero--Good or Bad?

To be perfectly honest, the US needs to get the fuck over 911 and move on. This constant bickering over anything involving 911 and Ground Zero by proxy is only driving people further apart when we're at a time were we should be getting along with our fellow man. There are much bigger things to worry about then a community center being built near an empty lot in NYC. Personally, I think they should build a community center and park over Ground Zero instead of treating it like some tourist attraction for the morbid or 'patriotic'.
Thread: Mosque Near Ground Zero--Good or Bad?

My feelings on the whole thing.. Full sized and readable image here.
Thread: Mosque Near Ground Zero--Good or Bad?

While I will no doubt induce some rage with this, I am gonna go out on the proverbial limb and say that I disagree with the building of the mosque. Ok, personally, I am fine with Muslims practicing religion. I respect any and all Muslims that choose to practice their beliefs in a peaceful manner. However, I feel like some people are blowing this whole thing out of proportion. Is it somehow wrong to ask them to simply pick a different spot that is not so close to someplace where 3000 Americans were killed by Muslim extremists? Surely the people asking to build it can see that this is a very delicate issue. The way I see it its not an issue of denying their right to practice their beliefs, its simply asking them to pick a different place for their house of worship. By all means build the mosque in New York, just reconsider where you put it. Is a little sensitivity too much to ask? Here's something to think about. Say some group claiming to be working for the glory of Christianity, hijacked a few planes in an Arab country, and flew them into a couple buildings. Fast Forward ten years. A pastor is now working to try and have a church a couple blocks from where this happened. Now, what do you think would happen? Odds are he probably wouldn't get greeted with a hug and a cold drink. Now then, were the pastor's intentions good? Of course? Was he simply trying to find a place for his fellow believers to gather for worship? Yep. So then what's the problem? The problem, in both cases, is that despite good intentions, and a genuine desire to do something positive, the people who did the evil deeds and killed innocents are inclined to see this as either a victory, or even as a way to cause further harm. Now, I'm no psychic, I can't see if this is what would actually happen, I'm simply stating my views on the matter. I am entitled to an opinion, even if it goes against what the majority of the people here might believe. I just felt like giving my two cent's worth.
Thread: Mosque Near Ground Zero--Good or Bad?

Religious freedom. Private property. Not a mosque. In your strawman example, that's an ARAB COUNTRY, not America. We're 'free', remember?
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Nothing, I was going to write up a post to debunk your egregious post but that'd probably be a waste of time. Instead I'll leave it short and simple. America has values such Freedom of Religion and Property Rights. They own the land, they can build an Islamic community centre on it if they desire, as Ben points out. Toss in the fact that this is going to be run by Sufi and the situation becomes patently absurd. Sufi's are on the shitlist of those same Islamic extremist. The building isn't even on Ground Zero, it's about three blocks away. What's truly amusing is that there is an actual mosque already on the door step of ground zero, it was set up before the World Trade Centers ever existed. You are truly an idiotic little fuckhead, your two cents are worthless.
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I'm kind of in a bind here. There a lot of things I could say about MyNameIsNothing's argument. It mostly devolves to one thing Christians did a lot worse than kill about 3000 people the Crusades and yet there are still thriving Christian communities all throughout the Middle East that coexist with their Muslims neighbors. Shocking, right? The Crusades weren't even carried by extremists.
Thread: Mosque Near Ground Zero--Good or Bad?

The fact that it's a religious place of worship should be all that's considered. Not which religion. The terrorists that flew those planes are no more a complete representation of the people that would be in that Mosque then the grand dragon of the KKK is a complete representation of your local church. While I understand the outrage a lot of people are feeling at the idea, I think it's simply emotion and a tender subject. I don't think this Mosque is any sort of 'terrorist victory' as a lot of the opposing media puts it. It is a place of religion and worship, no different then a Church, or a Buddhist or Jewish Temple. The fact that the people that go in there say Alha instead of Jesus doesn't mean they're going to strap bombs to themselves, or scream about killing American infidels. Lately, more evil things have been going on in the back rooms of the Catholic Church then any Mosques in North America.
Thread: Mosque Near Ground Zero--Good or Bad?

I think we get a lot of media coverage and distortion because the people who are braying the loudest about it are also self-declared enemies of the current administration, and they're going to be sure to point out on whose watch this misconstrued, exaggerated travesty of justice happened. Fucking neo-cons.
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NihilisticImpact said I think this is the most amusing thing about the protesters. snipped From here. Click to expand... So... irrational and racist, then? Nonspecific rabble-rousing and promulgation of hatred? Yeah, I thought so.
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Isn't one of the men in charge of building this Mosque a part owner of Fox?
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Dameon said Isn't one of the men in charge of building this Mosque a part owner of Fox? Click to expand... No. According to the Daily Show, it was in response to Fox News saying that the community centre may be partially funded by a group that I can't remember that's supposedly evil and headed by a dude who owns the largest share of Fox outside of the Murdoch family.
Thread: Mosque Near Ground Zero--Good or Bad?

I can understand that some simple minded people might be offended by this but they have to realise not all muslims are fucking terrorists! The fucking media has scared every non muslim Mainly the white people into thinking every guy with a beard and a turban is going to blow them up! I live in Northern Ireland and everyone here isnt a terrorist! To be honest its a tiny majority of people who still find a need to drag up the past as an excuse for violence. If thats the case then we should all invade Italy as the Romans almost took over the world! lol There was a simmilar situation in England where a abandonned church was to be converted into a Mosque. This got the attention to the English Defence League Fashist Fucktards who decided they suddenly gave a shit about a building that was no longer in use as a church! Its funny aswell because I doubt any of them are fucking christian! Ok thats my wee rant over! P.S - Iam white just incase anyone was offended about my mention of white people. If you were offended then your a HONKEY CRACKER MOTHER FUCKER!
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If you were offended then your a HONKEY CRACKER MOTHER FUCKER! --Confucius
Thread: I Can't Believe Your A Demon! *Mr. Neo/ Sweet Angel Jocelyn*

Jolene Marie LeBeau had only been in New York City three weeks when she got her job, and her very own puppy. She already had an apartment, rented with part of her savings, and a car, but it was so much more freeing to have a place to work and someone to go out with. Hades was the name that she'd given to the Malamute puppy she'd gotten from the shelter. He was a white and tan ball of fuzz that she had fallen in love with the first second she'd seen him. Her life had been greatly improved the second she'd seen taken him home. As a waitress, Jolene could have been better. But her cute Cajun accent had endeared her to a great many customers. That, and her waist length ruby red hair, large emerald green eyes, and small stature. She was a beauty, that seemed more delicate than she really was. Standing at only five feet three inches tall, with a gorgeous hourglass figure. That didn't stop her from being a slender woman, in fact she doubted she could gain more than a few pounds if she even tried. Walking into a local bar after work, the girl looked around, already reaching into her purse for her ID, since everyone seemed to think she looked younger than her twenty-one years.
Thread: I Can't Believe Your A Demon! *Mr. Neo/ Sweet Angel Jocelyn*

His eyes darted back and forth across the room, examining every human in front of him. His hands nimbly twirled a bottle of vodka around the bar. He skillfully filled four shot glasses and flung them to his customers, keeping the liquid in the glass regardless of how violently he shook them. He flipped the strands of hair out of his eyes and smiled warmly at his patrons. Enjoy, my darlings, he said with a quick bow as he began polishing his glasses. He shook his hair out of his face and began softly whistling, his melody silky and smooth. Everything about him seemed inhuman, and anyone who thought so would be surprised at how accurate an assumption that was. James looked into the mirror behind him, smiling evily at himself. He leaned against the bar and reminisced about the recent past. A demon from Hell was he, and banished he was. He chuckled lightly to himself, thinking about his former life. He was a general in Hell's army before he questioned Satans authority. He was sentenced to begin life anew on earth, never to return to Hell and never to be given access to Paradise. He looked around at the room he was serving and shrugged. 'Not a bad punishment after all,' he thought to himself. He had just finished polishing his glasses when he turned to face the door, hearing the tell tale bell ring of a new customer. She walked towards the bar and put her identification in the palm of his hand and he took in every detail of her form. What seemed like an eternity was only mere moment in reality, and he returned her ID and gave her the order she asked for. something was different about this girl.
Thread: I Can't Believe Your A Demon! *Mr. Neo/ Sweet Angel Jocelyn*

Immediately, Jolene saw something different about the man tending bar. There was an air about him, something dangerous, deadly, off. But, she also saw the way his eyes moved around the room, the hint of pride in himself that spoke of arrogance and just knowing that he was something special. He definitely wasn't timid and that spoke volumes about the man to the girl. As naive as she was, she could still tell an attractive, sure man when she saw one. Just a Miller Light, please. She requested, and was happy when he delivered it. She drank slowly, her eyes very rarely leaving the man. So.. Her accent was thick even with the few words. Are you from New York? She asked curiously. It seemed half and half to her, some people had moved to New York for the fun of it, others would never consider leaving it, because the'd been there their whole lives.
Thread: I Can't Believe Your A Demon! *Mr. Neo/ Sweet Angel Jocelyn*

He nodded his head towards the young woman and tipped his hat. One Miller Light, he said softly, tilting the glass underneath the fountain, letting the beer get just the right amount of foam, the bubble slowly making their way to the top. His ears almost literally perked up as the tell tale Cajun accent filled the room, all other sounds going silent. His eyes nearly flashed to their original blood red color so he had to slowly rub his eyes. Her voice was as intoxicating as the drinks he sold and he began to let his human side take over for a while. Yes, I am from here, he said leaning over the bar a bit, gazing into her eyes, the brilliance they gave off made his human form shiver a bit. It's a beautiful place, isn't it? So many places to go, people to see and all that. He looked past the woman for a moment and was given an order from the young couple behind her. Excuse me a moment, my dear, he said, quickly pouring the cups of scotch the people ordered. He passed them out nimbly and leaned over the bar once again. So, I take it you're from the south with that accent of yours.
Thread: I Can't Believe Your A Demon! *Mr. Neo/ Sweet Angel Jocelyn*

Jolene flashed him a smile and nodded as she took a small drink of her beer. It was very good, but she expected no less of Miller. That I am. The middle of God's ass no where. She said, laughing very softly. She was a bit surprised, actually, that he was from New York. Though, someone like him would come from a place like New York. So magnificent and out there. Something that no one would want to take their eyes off of. I'm actually from a little town in Louisiana. I'm absolutely loving New York, though. It's so fascinating. She commented, sliding the glass between her hands as she looked at this man. She realized, quickly, but not quickly enough, that she would be holding him back from work while she talked to him. But, I'm sure thats not interesting to you. She produced the money for the drink, so that she wouldn't be stiffing him and he'd have a reason to be able to just slip off without worry.
Thread: -=The Legion of the blue moon=-

New scene's These scenes are currently my favourites, choosing one of these, will surely peak my interest. Play your cards right and there might even be a home baked cookie in it for you -o. The blood warrior I dont wish to kill you, but fate has left me no other choice, The man said. You can only hope that death will not be painful. He sighed, the deep sigh of a man who had resigned himself to his fate and his destiny. -The sound of swords being drawn- There was suddenly a weapon in the mans hand, a wicked curved sword beside which even a Kings long blade would have looked a wooden toy. Nimble feet carried the two warriors forward, sparks leaped through the air to engage each other, and the battle began. His first swing came with deadly force and power, and the opponent barely managed to duck the massive swing. His heart throbbed painfully as he forced it to work faster and faster. Each increase forced his body to move faster, dodge quicker, striker harder. The tip of the blade grazed his chest as he struck back with his curved sword. His opponent was quicker than he looked-starling fast for a man so big. The man struck again and a again, forcing the larger man backwards. His veins were thick and steely. Blood ran down his lips, his own blood. Using all experience and the way of the blood, he dodged perfectly. As he nimbly avoided the strike aimed for his head, he brought his own sword to the mans sword arm, severing it in one clean strike. Blood sprays filled the world as the man spun around his heels, directing his sword once again. The curved side of the blade connected with his opponents chest. The mans eyes turned bright red as time began to slow. Blood ran down his lips at an alarming pace. He guided the blade towards the mans stomach and began to push hard and fast. Forcing his entire weight behind the strike, he let go of the blood right. Time quickly regained its former pace, as the man cut the other in twain. The blood and gore covered the man completely as he fell to his own knees. Around him now lay ten fresh corpses. The once perfectly white snowy pass, now stained red. The coughing began, as his free hand rushed towards his chest. Pale faced and exhausted, his began to rise. He had to move, had to continue. He took the first step slowly, while coughing up the remaining drops of blood in his throat. The second step brought back his clear vision, while the third brought back haste. He had to move.
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Hall of fame The guysgirls I can wholeheartedly recommend. If your name is not on the list, Its because I am lazy. - FadingCards Because I completely lost myself in his characters - missedstations A frigging pervert, and a wordsmith on top of that.
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Status cleaned up introduction.
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Status Added a new Scene Sith Lordapprentice
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Bump for you 3
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Thank you for the bumb!
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Status Changed my kinks
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I read over your plots, and the one with the blind girl seems interesting!
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Status Added a new Scene Motherson
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Status Changed my kinks to allow some Yaoi
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Status Back from vacation
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flassche said Status Added a new Scene Motherson Click to expand... Hmmm some look interesting and you preferences seem to fit mine, except the mother and son idea. I'd love to learn more
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Status Added a new Scene Human MercAlien Merc Female or fem-boy Based off predator, What sue me
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flassche said Status Added a new Scene Human MercAlien Merc Female or fem-boy Based off predator, What sue me Click to expand... roflmao calls her attorney XD
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WOW! It's so long.. My eyes are creeping out. Okay I joke.
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I know I hear it a lot. fails with his penis joke
Thread: Daddy's Sex Toy (Ryanmo97 x katie marie)

Ryan Morris Age 45 Height 5' 11 Weight 195 lbs. Hair Brown Eyes Hazel Body Type Athletic. Ryan Morris wasn't a very happy man. He was heading up to the private school his daughter was attending to pick her up. He got a call last night informing him that she and a few of her friends snuck out of the dorms, stole a school van, went to a bar to pick up some guys, got thrown out of the bar for being underage, and before they could get back in the van someone crashed into it. No one was hurt but the van was totaled. The headmistress found out and expelled all of the girls involved. He walk into the main building and saw his little girl sitting in front of the headmistress' office. She's wearing a blue vest, with a white blouse underneath and a blue neck tie, a blue and black plaid skirt that goes to her knees, white socks, and a pair of black MaryJanes with a 2 heel. He walk up to her... You are in big trouble when I get you home... then he walked into the headmistress' office...
Thread: High Protocol

The country air was clear and fresh, suspended with moisture. Dew hung from the leaves of a large, wrinkled oak tree, around which looped a gravel driveway and adjacent sat a low, wide house. It was the very capital of nowhere, suspended between sloped green hills. A simple 'rustic cottage'. A tall and lanky but otherwise handsome man. Dark hair fell just beyond his shoulders and his face was pensive but severe. His eyes... deep and cruel. 'Mr. Moss' was a name he used sometimes, as secrecy was key in many of his affairs. Mr Moss' eyes crept from his book to the clock and back. He was expecting a delivery, and as soon as he could sign for the damned thing, he could get on with his day. Several months previous, he had done business overseas with a rough sort of man from southern Ireland. The man, 'Tulip' had vehemently refused to pay him with valid currency due to his paranoia about traceability. While Mr. Moss was debating whether to simply kill the Irishman, Tulip made a very promising offer. Allegedly, he had connections with a reputable branch of the human trafficking network and could get him an 'insane deal' on a trained assistant. Considering this, Mr. Moss had been having some difficulty managing his home affairs due to the vast demands for his services. He hadn't had much else of a choice. Mr. Moss closed his book. It was 'The Art of War' by Sun Tsu, a book that Mr. Moss had read many, many times. He stood and drained the rest of his coffee, cleared his throat, and started towards the garage. He was certain the package would not arrive today. His next client was from Kobe, Japan, so the time difference would set the meeting back by several hours. Not much else to do but head into town for groceries.
Thread: High Protocol

Sophia had been in the box for about a day now, she had been traviling from Kobe, Japan. The time differences had been messing her sleeping habit up. She was to be the new assistant of a so called 'Mr. Moss'. All she had known was that she would become his new assistant and travel there in a box. Knowing no further information, she had been very curious and anxious to arrive. More the so to get out of the box that she was in. It had only been big enough for her to sit down in and curl up in a ball to sleep. Hearing and feeling movement, she looked up. She had must arrived at her new 'home'. She felt a thud as they lowered her on to the front steps. Hearing the truck speed away, she wondered when she wold be let out of the box. But her luck, no one was home.
Thread: High Protocol

The black Mercedes rumbled hastily into the driveway. As it slowed and turned, the front passenger window slowly slid down. Mr. Moss peered across the passenger seat at the wooden crate freshly bestowed upon his front steps. He cursed under his breath. How long had it been there? He'd been gone well over an hour. The weather was fairly warm, who knows when the detainee had eaten last. A dead body was the very last thing he needed right now. The car swung right and slowed into the narrow 2-car garage. Mr. Moss removed his suit jacket and folded it over his arm before stepping out into the bright sunlight. He examined the horizon before turning his attention to the smallish wooden crate. It seemed a little small to comfortably house a person, so he could only assume the inhabitant within was somewhat contorted as a result. An assistant with a bad back? Fantastic. He walked over to the crate with slow, deliberate steps, and flicked open his penknife. He carefully pried the staples out of the top of the crate, but left the lid down as he flicked the knife closed. Mr. Moss rapped his knuckles on the lid of the crate. He hung his jacket on the hook below the mailbox. I am going to open this lid, he announced, You are to put both hands on your head and stand up slowly. It would be in your best interests to do as I say.