It's a well known fact that holy water cannot be diluted. You sometimes wonder why the church fathers keep hiring hunters and commissioning inquisitors, instead of just dropping a few vials in the ocean and letting nature itself cleanse the planet of the supernatural.
There is no shortage of holy water in the world. Even in the old days, water only needed to be blessed by a priest to be holy, meaning that for holy water to get to the ocean you needed only a drunk priest with a funny idea.
In modern times, obtaining holy water has never been easier. If youāve ever happened to visit the Vatican, youād know that there is simply a faucet of holy water you can freely take from, not to mention the many many cathedrals that do a similar thing. It is incredibly easy for someone to simply get holy water and pour it into the ocean. Countless people have certainly done it.
The question should not be āwhy would they not do that?ā, as they most certainly have. What the question should be is āwhy didnāt it work?ā
scars in fiction: I got this trying to save my lover from an assassin- but tragically, I was too late. now I carry the mark of my failure with me always, and I can never forget~
scars in real life:Ā so I was trying to open macaroni sauce with a paring knife
Weirdly, yes, but only incidentally. When I was a kid, my best friend's dad owned an ostrich farm, and he loved keeping carved shells around his house. His wife wanted some more variety in the shells though, so he set up some kind of deal with a local emu farmer to do tradesies. He was always a little bitter that the trade ratio was something like 5 ostrich eggshells for 3 emu ones. He didn't like the implication that his shells were "inferior."
I'm actually remembering a lot of that guy. He was Jewish, and I remember that he took me and my friend to a diner one time after a sleepover, and offered to eat some bacon if I drank a cup of coffee. I was super Mormon at the time, but I took the bet anyway, and was pleasantly surprised to find out that coffee tastes far worse than it smells. Hadn't been missing out on anything. He ate the bacon and made a big fuss about how terrible of a Jew he was being, but at some point he had to go back to his car to grab something and while he was up my friend pointed out that he didn't actually follow the kosher stuff all that much, what with the amount of ostrich hot dogs that he ate.
Apparently ostriches are like, one of the very few non kosher birds.
He was an enormous man, about 6'6 and a little over 300 lbs. He had a whole ostrich leather phase and it was absolutely incredible. Ostrich leather keeps bumps in it from where the feathers' follicles were, which to ostrich leather people is like, The Whole Point, but to me, it just looked like it was covered in nipples. So if you can imagine a Jewish Andre the Giant walking down the street in a shirt made of hundreds of nipples, you will have experienced some portion of the magic of my childhood.
Actually, ostriches are one of the very many non-kosher birds!
The part of the Old Testament that explains which animals are kosher does not give an explanation as to how you would check if a bird is kosher. In terms of general rules, it only says that birds of prey are never kosher.
Instead, it gives a list of kosher birds. How useful!
Using names that have been lost to time.
This creates the issue that no one actually knows for certain which birds are kosher. Which birds are considered kosher at this point is usually just the birds that Jewish people have historically eaten.
Turkey in particular is an interesting case, being a bird which was not yet discovered at the time of the bibleās writing, and thus not possibly a bird that was historically kosher. However, the first Jewish people who had the opportunity to eat it were of somewhat different traditions (I donāt remember which specifically or where this was) and seeing as Jewish people elsewhere were eating it, the Jewish community at large decided it was probably kosher.
The fact that most birds arenāt kosher isnāt generally common knowledge because we donāt usually eat any birds that arenāt. Beasts have pork as their main example, and no seafood other than the fishiest of fish are kosher, but rarely do humans ever eat non kosher birds.
the ship potential of angua and sally (in "Thud!") is off the charts. and it's not just because they investigate a crime down a mineshaft in their spare time together, naked and antagonistic and bantering the whole time. it's also the fact that angua's approaching "time of the month" seems to come with omegaverse-esque symptoms (i.e. scent sensitivity, possessiveness over partner, being really fucking horny by discworld novel standards). also the bit where sally lets angua know that she noticed that, despite angua claiming that carrot is "hers", deep down angua sees herself as carrot's "good dog". frankly, if you told me right now they have sex which inadvertently snowballs into an orgy involving all the strip club's ladies in the next chapter, i'd see no reason to doubt you.
This is something of a thought experiment in relation to the story like sharks by the incredibly talented @inbabylontheywept, as well as my continuation of it.
Additionally, I am no physicist. What I say here will at most make literary sense. I will pepper in my understanding of actual physics whenever convenient, but I make no promises as to accuracy.
With that being said:
What would happen if you fired a railgun in ftl?
Letās ignore how it happened for now. Letās say the railgun was on a spaceship moving in ftl and fired like a rock thrown out the sunroof of a moving car.
Now, thereās no precedent for something like this happening. Neither is there any theoretical math that could inform such a thing. We may only guess what seems likely. But itās not unreasonable to assume that this would result in a black hole.
The real question is how much of the impacted object would turn into a black hole. The projectile would probably turn an area of similar mass from the object into a black hole, creating a black hole of approximately twice the mass of the projectile.
A black hole of such small mass would be incredibly unstable. While it would probably consume a significant chunk of the surrounding mass, it would ultimately probably evaporate almost immediately. Leaving us with a projectile that would immediately destroy smaller ships, but would ultimately be survivable by large ones.
Unless, of course, your ship is not just a ship. Unless your ship is also one massive gravitational anomaly. Unless your ship is the one like sharks is about. Thereās no knowing whatās actually going on in there. We may only speculate.
But maybe. Maybe itās possible that a black hole in that environment wouldnāt just evaporate. Maybe, between whatever malfunctions the damage caused and the already weird effects of the ship on spacetime itself, the black hole would be pulled apart.
And explode.
Which may result in a massive gravitational wave, traveling at the speed of light and pulling apart anything bigger than a molecule within a massive radius.
How could you escape such a thing?
Maybe if you yourself were moving faster than light, and thus could outrun the wave.
But youād still have to know itās coming for that to work.
Like maybe if you were the one who fired the railgun?
Sir Terry Pratchett awakens. A skeleton stands at his bedside, wearing a long black robe. He sits up.Ā āWell, hang on, let me get my hat,ā he tells it.
The skeleton reaches into its robe. From abyssal depths it produces a heavy book bound in sheets of lead and night. It is the kind of book that gets stolen by a rugged adventurer from a temple with more spike-traps than the average house of worship contains. It is the kind of book to which the word ātomeā might properly be applied. Frost forms on its pages from the lingering chill of the void.Ā
The skeleton coughs once and holds the book out to the man sitting on the bed.
Short version is that Pluto is a later name for the god of death, which is often associated with the Roman era/Roman mythology. Hades is the earlier name.
I made this post thinking I knew what kind of fire I was playing with. Hephaestus, God of Fire, looking upon me from his fuck off tower or whatever said āOh you think you know? Check this shitā and promptly set my post ablaze for everyone to observe
You're basically doing the post equivalent of standing out in a field during a storm with a ten-foot copper pole, you better hope Zeus is busy hiding from Hera.
I'm personally offended that you didn't mention Hestia, given how many times I've mentioned her on this post alone, as well as the obvious fact that Hestia is Bestiaā¢
Also did OP play God of War? Bc you have to kill Ares in the first game. That's how Kratos becomes the God of War. The game was originally named for the revenge quest you have against the antagonist, Ares, the God of War. So. Familiarity with the God of War videogame franchise should inform a person that Kratos is not, in fact, the God of War in the Greek mythological canon.
Kratos does have a basis in Greek mythology! But by no means a big one. Heās named in the theogony (like everything else in Greek mythology) and is the personification of strength. His main role in the mythos is appearing in the opening scene of Aeschylusā Prometheus bound with his sister bia (force) and forcing Hephaestus to bind Prometheus to his rock. And also bullying Prometheus severely.
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