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Now, I would really like to express that I am NOT bagging religion. If you believe in God or any number of Gods, immortal beings, prophets or spiritual leaders, then I won't diss or otherwise act rudely towards you in anyway. Those are your beliefs, I just don't happen to share them. The following is just a true story that I and everyone else present at my local GW store found humourous. A man in perhaps his forties walks into the store, he resembles your everyday John Smith. He asks around what the place is and what they sell. Upon having a quick tour and a few minutes watching a bitterly fought game between Empire and Dwarven troops, he seems impressed, stating that "This game seems to encourage creativity, strategic thinking and hand-eye coordination. But, he then asks about the fluff and background of the game, ans upon hearing 'daemon', 'magic' and 'psychic power' he quite literally explodes in anger, yelling at everyone for endorsing witchcraft, demonology and that we are all being corrupted by the dark hand of the devil. He then storms out of the store muttering about how nothing is holy and how satan is corrupting the children. Has anyone had a similar experience with a religious person they know? Or maybe you just have a comment.
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+1, IBTL, etc... These things will never end well.
People are like dice, a certain Frenchman said that. You throw yourself in the direction of your own choosing. People are free because they can do that. Everyone's circumstances are different, but no matter how small the choice, at the very least, you can throw yourself. It's not chance or fate. It's the choice you made.
Look... yeah, we know they're ignorant of the hobby, don't bother looking into it, and take their religion word for word. That was common in the 80's with D&D. Religious fundies all over America were calling it Satanic and whatnot, and of course they're wrong, but there are still nutcases who listen to them (there's even one here on Dakka IIRC; won't get into that though).
I've been playing D&D for six years now, and I've never had the urge to sodomise a cat or sacrifice babies.
But anyway, it really is best to keep these kinds of threads off Dakka. It's not against the rules, but it seems to be really hard to have a thread involving religion without it devolving into a stinking heap of flaming and trolling on both sides of the religious divide.
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People are like dice, a certain Frenchman said that. You throw yourself in the direction of your own choosing. People are free because they can do that. Everyone's circumstances are different, but no matter how small the choice, at the very least, you can throw yourself. It's not chance or fate. It's the choice you made.
When I was a 15 year old kid, my gran's evangelical church nutso friends all showed up at her house when I'd gone there after school. I was in another room watching tv when I heard them all gibbering away and so went to investigate. My gran had previously seen me reading my warhammer books and had asked in her rather hardcore born again church about it, they had formed an 'intervention mob'.
In the lounge, they had opened my schoolbag and taken out my copy of Realm of Chaos: Slaves to Darkness and were waving it about and crying out about it's evil.
They told me that they would burn the book for me, then when I protested, they started screaming, pointing at me and telling my gran I had devils in me and then surrounded me (all 12 of them in a smallish lounge) and started trying to lay on hands and all started 'Speaking in Tongues' (if you've never been around a large group of people speaking in tongues, it's very scary, to me they were the ones possessed).
To my credit, since seeing all these people gibbering and frenzying and putting their hands on me and the rather disturbing sight of my own dear old gran praying and rolling her eyes and starting to speak in tongues (it's like finding yourself the only human left in 'The Bodysnatchers'). I held my ground and calmly and firmly repeatedly shouted that if they burned my bloody book, they were going to pay for a brand new one.
At that time, my Granddad returned from his work (he was a bus mechanic and had no interest in the 'holy rollers' my gran had joined up with). On seeing what was happening, that old guy, covered in engine oil stained overalls and a setting his toolbag down on the table, said very firmly.
"Right, you lot, out now. Wife, get my gammon and chips cooked. I'm gonna get a shower and if anyone is here when I get back downstairs that shouldn't be here, they'll be escorted outta my house by my foot up their ass..."
They all filed out rather sheepishly, other than one of the ringleaders who started to remonstrate my grandad for allowing me to fall into evil. Granddad just said, firmly but quietly "You do not sit in judgement, only God gets to do that my dear..." and she scurried out with the rest.
I held a strong dislike for all Christians for a long time through my teens and early 20s, until I grew the hell up and realised most Christians aren't cracked lunatic fringe bastards like the ones who took my gran in.
I am very pleased she is back attending Methodist chapel again and has little to do with those lunatics.
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Cheese Elemental wrote:
I've been playing D&D for six years now, and I've never had the urge to sodomise a cat or sacrifice babies.
...Then you're doing it wrong...
If you can ever find it, there was a great article many years ago in Dragon magazine, called 'Angry Mothers from Hell' about the evangelical 'crusade' against D&D in the 80s. Frankly, whilst drug abuse, child prostitution, gang membership and murder, teenage depression and suicide all ravage the young, the decision of some in religious positions of power to 'go after' a bunch of geeks rolling dice is, in it's self, the real sin.
This movie was funded by an evangelical church, it starred a young Tom Hanks, who plays the game 'Mazes and Monsters' and then falls into evil and ends in a terrible tragedy...
MeanGreenStompa wrote:most Christians aren't cracked lunatic fringe bastards like the ones who took my gran in.
This is why all these threads get locked; instead of attacking the crazies, people lump all religious people in with the mad stories they hear. Nutters will always be nutters, even without the crazy religious leanings :(
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Gwar! wrote:Debate it all you want, I just report what the rules actually say. It's up to others to tie their panties in a Knot. I stopped caring long ago.
I've got a few fundies in the family tree.... nothing more obnoxious than someone being so ignorant as to read the opening page of your 4th edition mini-rulebook (the Mcragge boxed set, clearly marked "Rule Book" in sizable letters on the cover) and then following up with a question as wantonly moronic as "So, do you believe all of this is real?" whilst you build plastic models.
I almost called a buddy of mine for an early ride home after that one. I don't tolerate willful ignorance too well.
My only other comment is that this woman also home-schools her kids. May their god have mercy on them, because reality certainly won't when their ignorance of things like actual science and how life in the real world works is revealed...
Things I've gotten other players to admit...
Foldalot: Pariahs can sometimes be useful
Dronze wrote:nothing more obnoxious than someone being so ignorant as to read the opening page of your 4th edition mini-rulebook (the Mcragge boxed set, clearly marked "Rule Book" in sizable letters on the cover) and then following up with a question as wantonly moronic as "So, do you believe all of this is real?" whilst you build plastic models.
I am always tempted to answer in the positive to questions like this. "Yes, the God-Emp sits in living death on a golden throne watching over us, protecting us from the daemons and evils of the warp while countless trillions of people fight and die each day on uncountable worlds in order to defend his dominion. Although I am too old now to undergo the alteration process to turn me into a 9 ft tall superhuman killing machine, wearing powered armour and weilding my faith in the aforementioned God-Emp in one hand, and a bolter in the other, I hope that one day I can be inducted into the ranks of the prisethood and divine the Emps wisdom from the reading of scrolls, portents and sacrifices in the name of the Emp, possibly while making a pilgramige through the stars to the shrines of Saints of the Imperium on a giant 2 mile long space cruiser."
@ Soup and roll - Well done *rolls eyes*
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When I was a teen, I had an aunt who flipped out because I was playing "Golden Axe" on the 386. She was/is a total wingnut. But she never had any problems begging for freebies from any of her extended family. In fact she quite willingly took the old NES and a handful of games, some of which had monsters (gasp!) to save a couple bucks.
On an aside, it's my mom's side of the family that is religious and there are a few preachers and whatnot. Every summer we'd visit this really lame camp/cottage spot for a night or two that they all went to. Anyway, the last year we went up there, one relative's wife (they were elderly) had somekind of brain problem and ended up with turrets [sic] syndrome. I remember her being driven around in a church golf cart dropping the "Feth" bomb every 2nd or 3rd word and calling my Golden Axe hating aunt a "cheap bag of fething gak."
Sounds like some guy form the 1600s who still burns witches..i never knew there were people like that..but then again there seems to be every type of person you can think of in the world
You should have started chanting weird stuff, pointing at him, and rolling dice.
And so, due to rising costs of maintaining the Golden Throne, the Emperor's finest accountants spoke to the Demigurg. A deal was forged in blood and extensive paperwork for a sub-prime mortgage with a 5/1 ARM on the Imperial Palace. And lo, in the following years the housing market did tumble and the rate skyrocketed leaving the Emperor's coffers bare. A dark time has begun for the Imperium, the tithes can not keep up with the balloon payments and the Imperial Palace and its contents, including the Golden Throne, have fallen into foreclosure. With an impending auction on the horizon mankind holds its breath as it waits to see who will gain possession of the corpse-god and thus, the fate of humanity......