Sadism: The Most Appropriate Punishment for Gor

[LT.Hit-Man]

Let's see send in the Janeway clones, drop a few drow cites on Gor or better yet let lose a gender bender pluage on Gor that swaps men and woman then unlesh a pluage that turns men and woman into hromardies
Or better yet turn the men and woman into asexual beings.

What, don't want to do it the old fashioned way? I even loaded up your guns with special stun rounds so you can have more.. Fun.

Hey thanks that was nice of you.
But think about this how do you think the people of earth would react if suddenly everyone had there gender's swaped then end up genderless?
Can you say insaity on a plantery scale?

[SirNitram]

Let's see send in the Janeway clones, drop a few drow cites on Gor or better yet let lose a gender bender pluage on Gor that swaps men and woman then unlesh a pluage that turns men and woman into hromardies
Or better yet turn the men and woman into asexual beings.

What, don't want to do it the old fashioned way? I even loaded up your guns with special stun rounds so you can have more.. Fun.

Hey thanks that was nice of you.
But think about this how do you think the people of earth would react if suddenly everyone had there gender's swaped then end up genderless?
Can you say insaity on a plantery scale?

I prefer a sudden blast which polymorphs them. The good boys simply become women. The bad boys.. Well. There are things so much worse than Death.

[LT.Hit-Man]

What, don't want to do it the old fashioned way? I even loaded up your guns with special stun rounds so you can have more.. Fun.

Hey thanks that was nice of you.
But think about this how do you think the people of earth would react if suddenly everyone had there gender's swaped then end up genderless?
Can you say insaity on a plantery scale?

I prefer a sudden blast which polymorphs them. The good boys simply become women. The bad boys.. Well. There are things so much worse than Death.

Such as a tampon for an ugly 1,000lbs chick with a yest infection

but why jusy work the guys over, I maybe loony but I'm not a sexest everyone gets to suffer equaly so no one can I don't belive in equal rights

[The Yosemite Bear]

I know Minoan Women and Men start sailing the seas of Gor!!!!

let's see, boat commanded by women, *short ones at that* with equal numbers of men backing them up. WIelding Bows, battle axesm, spears and shields. WOrking in an effieciant military manner. Oh and all they want is free trade.

Figure that if you give them a few years they will own everyting worth owning anyways.

[Peregrin Toker]

dark eldar wyches.

I already suggested that.

[Enforcer Talen]

damn

[Typhonis 1]

the rabid monkeys here already now about the "special " female clones I`m cooking up on another note send in android 18 specially before she was turned human NOTHING on Gor could possibly stop her

[The Yosemite Bear]

No need to do that, I am sure the Crete/Minoan trade fleet would utterly decimate them. Besides without plauges and volcanos to stop them, they will rapidly out breed anything on Gor since the slave women are all sterile, and the freewomen don't usually have kids either. d

[XaLEv]

For those unfamiliar with the Grey Area/Meatfucker, an excerpt from Excession:

He awoke and there was something inside his head.

He was back in reality, back in the present, back in the bedroom of his house in the retirement complex, near the sea; he
could see the sunlight hitting the tiles of the balcony outside the room. His twinned hearts thumped, the scales had risen
on his back, prickling him. His leg ached, echoing with the pain of that ancient injury on the glacier.

The dream had been the most vivid yet, and the longest, finally taking him to the ice-fall in the western face and the
accident with the drag line (deep buried, that had been, in his memory, submerged beneath all the dread white weight of his
remembered pain). As well as that, whatever he had experienced had gone beyond the normal course, the usual environment of
dreams, propelled there by the reliving of the accident and the image of fighting for breath while he stared transfixed into
the face of the dead girl.

He had found himself thinking, explaining, even justifying what he had done in his army career, in the most definitive part
of his life.

And now he could feel something inside his head.

Whatever it was inside his head got him to close his eyes.

~ At last, it said. It was a deep, deliberately authoritative voice, its pronunciation almost too perfect.

At last? he thought. (What was this?)

~ I have the truth.

What truth? (Who was this?)

~ Of what you did. Your people.

What?

~ The evidence was everywhere; across the desert, caked in loam, lodged in plants, sunk to the bottom of lakes, and there in
the cultural record too; the sudden vanishings of art works, changes in architecture and agriculture. There were a few
hidden records - books, photographs, sound recordings, indices, which contradicted the re-written histories - but they still
didn't directly explain why so many people, so many peoples seemed to vanish so suddenly, without any sign of assimilation.

What are you talking about? (What was this in his head?)

~ You would not believe what I am, commandant, but what I am talking about is a thing called genocide, and the proof thereof.

We did what had to be done!

~ Thank you, we've just been through all that. Your self-justifications have been noted.

I believed in what I did!

~ I know. You had the residual decency to question it occasionally, but in the end you did indeed believe in what you were
doing. That is not an excuse, but it is a point.

Who are you? What gives you the right to crawl inside my brains?

~ My name would be something like Grey Area in your language. What gives me the right to crawl inside your brains, as you
put it, is the same thing that gave you the right to do what you did to those you murdered; power. Superior power. Vastly
superior power, in my case. However, I have been called away and I have to leave you now, but I shall return in a few
months and I'll be continuing my investigations then. There are still enough of you left to construct a more... triangulated
case.

What? he thought, trying to open his eyes.

~ Commandant, there is nothing worse I can wish upon you than to be what you already are, but you might care to reflect upon
this while I'm gone:

Instantly, he was back in the dream.

He fell through the bed, the single ice-white sheet tore beneath him and tumbled him into a bottomless tank of blood; he
fell down through it to light, and the desert, and the rail line through the sands; he fell into one of the trains, into one
of the trucks and was there with his broken leg amongst the stinking dead and the moaning living, jammed in between the
excrement-covered bodies with the weeping sores and the buzz of the flies and the white-hot rage of the thirst inside him.

He died in the cattle truck, after an infinity of agony. There was time for the briefest of glimpses of his room in the
retirement complex. Even in his still-shocked, pain-maddened state he had the time and the presence of mind to think that
while it felt as though a day at least must have passed while he had been submerged in the torture-dream nevertheless
everything in the bedroom looked just as it had earlier. Then he was dragged under again.

He awoke entombed inside the glacier, dying of cold. He had been shot in the head but it had only paralysed him. Another
endless agony.

He had a second impression of the retirement home; still the sunlight was at the same angle. He had not imagined it was
possible to feel so much pain, not in such a time, not in a life-time, not in a hundred lifetimes. He found there was just
time to flex his body and move a finger's width across the bed before the dream resumed.

Then he was in the hold of a ship, crammed in with thousands of other people in the darkness, surrounded again by stink and
filth and screams and pain. He was already half dead two days later when the sea valves opened and those still left alive
began to drown.



The cleaner found the old retired commandant twisted into a ball a little way short of the apartment's door the next
morning. His hearts had given out.

The expression on his face was such that the retirement-home warden almost fainted and had to sit down quickly, but the
doctor declared the end had probably been quick.

[Micheal Ryans, Beta pilot]

I say the members of this board, in character of course, and with the SSD Crimson Blade in orbit for fire support.

I've only read excerpts from the Gor books, and as people here have actually read them, I respect their nerve. Don't think I could seriously stomach them.

John Norman deserves to be given to LT. HIT-MAN.

[Enforcer Talen]

they were selling them at fetish faire.

seemed popular enough.

[InnerBrat]

They weren't selling them at teh Fetsish Fayre I went to on Sunday.
I guess the IFF's just too classy for that kind of thing.

[LadyTevar]

No need to do that, I am sure the Crete/Minoan trade fleet would utterly decimate them. Besides without plauges and volcanos to stop them, they will rapidly out breed anything on Gor since the slave women are all sterile, and the freewomen don't usually have kids either. d

God, I know too much about these books... This is what being forced to read them to your (thankfully ex-)husband does to you....

The slaves aren't sterile, they're just on a very powerful contraceptive. There is also an entire sub-set of slaves just for breeding purposes, when the male wishes to have children.

[Peregrin Toker]

The slaves aren't sterile, they're just on a very powerful contraceptive.

If they weren't, I'm sure that accursed world would suffer from the worst overpopulation problem this side of Bangladesh!

This gives me another idea!! What about a genetically engineered STD that only affect males??

[InnerBrat]

This gives me another idea!! What about a genetically engineered STD that only affect males??

That would certainly make a welcome change.
Can we have a much more mild version for earth, as a revenge for thrush and cystitus?

[Peregrin Toker]

This gives me another idea!! What about a genetically engineered STD that only affect males??

That would certainly make a welcome change.
Can we have a much more mild version for earth, as a revenge for thrush and cystitus?

And on the planet Gor, it would be... well, poetic justice or something like that.

[InnerBrat]

This gives me another idea!! What about a genetically engineered STD that only affect males??

That would certainly make a welcome change.
Can we have a much more mild version for earth, as a revenge for thrush and cystitus?

And on the planet Gor, it would be... well, poetic justice or something like that.

Oh no, a lethal one for Gor.
An aggressively irritating one for Earth.

[Darth_Shinji]

Yep, Gorian should actaully be weaker than normal humans becose of the lighter gravity.....When this guy was ripping of John Carter he should of at least smart enought to get that part right.

Which brings prob the most poetic revengous on Gor, the black pirates of Issus from the Burrogh's books he stold so many ideas from. Thier air fleets will make quite short work of oppisition and then the Gorians get to look forward to being the sex slaves/dinner of a thousand year old hag whose face scared John Carter himself.....Almost too much, but hey.

If anyone wants to read these awesome novels and see what I'm talking about.
http://www.unityspot.com/arthurs/burroughs.html

The first one of the mars series is princess of mars, the black pirates are in The Gods of Mars, and the end of the story of these two books in Warlord of mars.

[SyntaxVorlon]

This gives me another idea!! What about a genetically engineered STD that only affect males??

That would certainly make a welcome change.
Can we have a much more mild version for earth, as a revenge for thrush and cystitus?

I'd say there already is the clap, but that's more karmic justice for naughty army men and little army men.
This is probably one of the best tangents yet in this thread. A horrid death for the male population of Gor. Followed by the relocation of the female population and the destruction of the planet, in case some men survive.

[LT.Hit-Man]

The Cleaners
Nuff said

[FOG3]

While not female and not as sadistic as some of the above listed. We could send in Aptom. In about two weeks he'd have eaten them all and these scum are such he'd probably go ahead and do it nice and slow. They'd slowly feel their body cease to be their own as Aptom uses their bio-mass to make something useful, another Aptom.

[LT.Hit-Man]

Better yet send in a few hundred noise marines and a few hundread slaanesh demons and watch as the pervertion level goes though the roof

[Micheal Ryans, Beta pilot]

Freyalise (M:tG).

She'll have the whole place under her control in a week. Two days if we leave her titan engine as well.

[LT.Hit-Man]

Ahh fuck it.
Turn Kharn lose on Gor he'll have that world whiped in no time flat

[Micheal Ryans, Beta pilot]

Ahh fuck it.
Turn Kharn lose on Gor he'll have that world whiped in no time flat

Or Sanguinius.

Could drop Russ on there as well mind. Sanguinius can't be kill everything at once after all.