NCunt: Black Cocks Only

[pibbs]

...but if it explained that it's race were omnivores and the carnivores from it's planet were known to be aggressive (or maybe all carnivores species among the trillions were aggressive and humans are the first advanced ones?)

No. She did not.
TBF I could have missed it, because of the long boring dialog I'm not quoting here.

[pibbs]

Axiom's End by HotDog Girl
Chapter 13: The Day the Erf Stood Still- Trying to read this book.
DHI Book Club Discussion by pibbs
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“We require a method of conveyance,” he responded.
“A car?”

Now he talks like Data.

“I am open to suggestions that would not seem so obvious to our pursuers.”
Aside from horses or cows, Cora was at a loss. “I don’t see what option we’d have out here besides cars.”

NYT best-selling author.

A page of Cora's rambling thoughts later.

Cora decided it was permissible to make some small talk.
“So … you said you’re not ‘post-biological’?” she asked.

If I had a physical copy of this book, this is where I would throw it across the room.

No, & is an engineered cyborg of some kind. It takes Lindsay another couple of pages to explain this.

“So, you’re mostly…” She didn’t know what word felt right. She figured “cyborg” was the most accurate term, but that didn’t quite sit right with her. Accurate though it might be, it felt too … fictive.
“Engineered biosynthetic.”

Afraid of using offensive language against your made up critter? This generation, I swear. “Cyborg” is fictive? Dude can't say car, do you really think “cyborg” is even in his vocabulary? These are YOUR rules, Lindsay. You can make it make sense if you want. Fuck.

Cora worries about asking & too many questions.
Again, someone draw this thing, if you can...

In profile, his head reminded her of the heads of the oil well pumps that dotted the near entirety of the greater Los Angeles metro area. The crest on the back of his head was less triceratops and more like half a dozen thick, silvery banana leaves that curled downward like a rosebud when at rest but perked up like the petals of a sunflower when he was alert or excited (which was, at present, always).

Gross. I know what everyone one of you is thinking.

She spends a page describing &'s eyes, and wondering about his psychic powers. & reveals the other &s want to apprehend him because he's so smart. He wrote an algorithm that can translate any language. Centuries ago, I might add. So, he can translate all human languages, but doesn't know what the word “car' is? & tries to explain his age is relative because of near-light travel, and Lindsay avoids researching it by making her character too dumb to understand.

She didn’t want to admit that she didn’t know what the theory of special relativity actually explained, except for something broadly related to space-time and whatever E=MC2 meant.

Feminist of the year.

She missed that stuff because...

Ugh, but she hadn’t really been paying attention. She had been going through a breakup with her girlfriend...

Her virtue points are over 9,000!

Anyway, & is over 600 years old.

Figuring her best bet to staying on his good side was to be subservient, she kept at a respectable distance with her eyes to the ground, and asked, “What would you like me to do?”

Lindsay is a feminist, right?

Cora uses her feminine wiles to stop a truck.
& injects him, and off they go.

The chapter ends with an MSNBC interview with Cora's daddy. He's yammering about government control and media bias. On MSNBC.

End Chapter.

[Kugelfisch]

Did somebody say streetshitter?

[Moe Bitches]

But that's a good street shitter my friend.

[Kugelfisch]

But that's a good street shitter my friend.

Superpower by 2021, dear friend!

[pibbs]

Axiom's End by HotDog Girl
Chapter 14: & and Me
DHI Book Club Discussion by pibbs
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We start with this short sentence.

Cora settled on the encouragingly named Luck Buddy Motel as the place to dump Ampersand, not because it seemed an especially advantageous place to hide—it was hardly two hours’ drive from the scene of the crime(s)—but because it took cash and because she needed to get rid of the truck.

Uh, “crime(s)”? I've never seen that “singular/plural with 's' in parenthesis” used in a novel before. Am I the only one finding that weird?

Anyway, back to Sarah Connor and Reece at the hotel- she goes to pay for the room and dude isn't paying her any attention because he's watching her daddy's interview on MSNBC. 'Nam flashbacks for Cora and her not daddy issues.

The receptionist...

He looked like the type who probably had a doomsday bunker buried in the hill behind the motel.

Has Lindsay described any men in this novel in a positive light? She even called her own kid brother a pervert. Anyway he says...

“You know Area 51 is down the road, few hours south from here. That’s where they’re keeping ’em.” He pointed out the window behind her.

Huh. I guess it is.

She ran back to the truck just as the parking lot lights flickered on for the evening, hesitating at the tarpaulin as though looking beneath it might have the same face-melting effect as opening the Ark of the Covenant. She lifted the tarp, carefully, as if it were wet paper that might rip, halfexpecting him not to be there. But there he was, coiled like a giant rattlesnake, the crest on the back of his head lying flat like an angry cat.

AGAIN, I cannot get my head around what this thing is supposed to look like. I'm just going to picture a big white, wingless, tailess dragon with no mouth.
Cora wants to ditch the stolen truck. & is all like nigga please, we need conveyance. They argue for a page two pages.
Fine. He'll wait in the room. But how to get him in there without drawing suspicion. How about Predator cloaking? Yup. That'll do.
Cora dumps the truck, and hitchhikes back. She finds & curled up on one of the beds like a cat. They discuss the plan. & wants to Naruto rush a guv'ment building, Cora says no. He agrees that he's too retarded.

“I have not had adequate time to gather sufficient intelligence on either American culture, human behavior, or government securities to safely accomplish such an operation.”

So what to do? Let's meet up with Aunty. So, Aunty immediately leaves her cabin that's not so near San Jose but more closer to Santa Cruz, and drives off to near area 51 for a meet at a diner. But fatty can't wait.

Cora drained her last couple of dollars on candy bars from a nearby vending machine.

And this stupid thing happens.

She felt disgusting, aching for a shower but ill at ease with the idea of getting naked with an alien in the next room. She compromised by showering with her underwear still on.

Cue the “Crying Game” song.

She sat in the old, grimy bathtub with her knees huddled to herself, one eye always to the door while hot water washed over her.

Then naps.

She gasped herself awake sometime later, coated with a sheet of slimy sweat.

Good god, Lindsay! The fuck?

Time for pillow talk.

“Oh.” She rolled onto her back. “So you’ve been to Earth before.”
“Not I,” said Ampersand. “Others.”
“When?”
“Centuries ago.”
“Oh,” she said, the implications of that sinking in slowly. “Others?”
“Similars. Explorers.”
“Had you ever left your … Superorganism before the genetic purge?”
“No.”
She took a breath, and it trembled. “So Similars … brought humans back to your Superorganism. Centuries ago.”

Medieval abductees. No info about butt probes. But Cora doesn't want to judge.

How hypocritical, she could imagine him saying. Even if we did something bad to a group of human specimens, it’s a drop in the ocean compared to the horrors humans have wrought on each other.
And he wouldn’t be wrong.

She gets a text that Aunty has arrived. Time to eat!
Chapter End.

[Poonoo]

How hypocritical, she could imagine him saying. Even if we did something bad to a group of human specimens, it’s a drop in the ocean compared to the horrors humans have wrought on each other.
And he wouldn’t be wrong.

More noble savage bullshit, just goes to show she is an out of touch liberal douche.

[rabidtictac]

I bet she'd bitch about noble savages if she were reviewing a book for her jewtube audience. Dumb cunt.

SpoilerShow

Intelligence implies belligerence. Any alien species capable of space travel got there by purging all threatening animals (competitors) and domesticating the rest. If we ever meet an alien race, we should expect them to be at least as warlike as ourselves. Less infighting, sure. But the capacity will be there for great atrocities.

[Kugelfisch]

I still think that any race dumb enough to land here would get their asses fucked. Sure they would be advanced but you don't just cruise to the middle of nowhere with a war force. They would come here with a few exploration vessels and we're well too tribal and aggressive for those to deal with.

[Poonoo]

I still think that any race dumb enough to land here would get their asses fucked. Sure they would be advanced but you don't just cruise to the middle of nowhere with a war force. They would come here with a few exploration vessels and we're well too tribal and aggressive for those to deal with.

At the very least they would observe the planet first before contact, the lights everywhere on the dark side would be a dead giveaway. And with nukes that we could easily fire at their ships they would get fucked, that magical sci-fi crap of force-fields wouldn't be real, especially since they would be invading a planet they know next to nothing about and would therefore have no idea how we would defend ourselves.

There is a reason a lot of sci-fi stories and conspiracy theories have aliens walking among us, it's because it makes sense to gather intel for a war. People like Lindsay have just copy pasted that from other stories without knowing why the trope exists.

SpoilerShow

Intelligence implies belligerence. Any alien species capable of space travel got there by purging all threatening animals (competitors) and domesticating the rest. If we ever meet an alien race, we should expect them to be at least as warlike as ourselves. Less infighting, sure. But the capacity will be there for great atrocities.

The hippie ideal of everyone being ultra peaceful and super intelligent makes no damn sense. The space race mainly happened because it was a dick waving contest between the USA and Russia, tinfoil hatters claim we never got to the moon but the reality is the only reason it happened then and isn't happening now is because it was insanely expensive. It was solely a moral boost for The West.

Fuck, a HUGE chunk of modern technology is actually made by the US military first and then brought into the market later, including the internet. But nah bruh, peaceful hippies in the forest could have built super rockets that can reach Mars in a second but our violent ways held us back.