Our Final Goodbyes

[Cirtur]

He's one of my biggest customers!

[LordRetard]

Ah you assholes get Nov. 11 off? Goddamnit. Well I guess I got it off anyway but still.

[Cirtur]

I didn't get it off. EVEN THOUGH it is Armistice Day, I still have to work*.

*You know, if I had a job.

[mountainmage]

Given that I am now picturing you as being Nurgle.

You're gonna have to explain that one to me.

[Edminster]

Nurgle is one of the four major Chaos Powers. He is titled the Great Lord of Decay and represents morbidity, disease and physical corruption. Of the Four Chaos gods he is said to be the most involved with the plight of mortals. Those afflicted by his contagions often turn to him in order to escape their suffering. The physical likeness of Nurgle is described as gigantic and bloated with corruption, with foul-coloured leathery and necrotic skin.

Nurgle is also the Lord of All, because all things, no matter how solid and permanent they seem, are liable to physical corruption:
"Indeed, the very process of construction and creation foreshadow destruction and decay. The palace of today is tomorrow's ruin, the maiden of the morning is the crone of the night, and the hope of a moment is but the foundation stone of everlasting regret."1

All gods are embodiments of the hopes, fears and other strong emotions and concepts generated by the mortal races. In Nurgle's case, the source of power is the livings' fear of inevitable death and disease, and their unconscious response to that fear, which is the "power of life", the motivating power of mankind and other races.

Nurgle and his daemons, in contrast to their putrid appearance, are jovial and friendly in demeanor. His daemon servants and mortal followers usually demonstrate a disturbing joviality and joy at the pestilence that he inflicts, seeing the plagues as gifts and the cries of their victims as gratitude rather than agony. This is demonstrated on the Daemon World of Bubonicus, where an endless chain of crazed revellers circle the planet's equator in a never ending dance. He is often referred to as Grandfather Nurgle, Father Nurgle or Papa Nurgle by his followers because of his paternal nature.

Nurgle's main enemy is Tzeentch, the Lord of Change, because their power comes from opposing sources. Tzeentch is hope and ambition, while Nurgle is defiance born of despair and hopelessness.

[mountainmage]

Right, I looked that much up. So, I'm Nurgle?

[Cirtur]

He is a god that has this guy as a high priest.

[Oldrac the Chitinous]

So, based on that description of Nurgle's appearance, I am thinking he looks kind of like this.

[LordRetard]

Ugh... Sweatpants. He reminds me of a really fat guy I see on the bus sometimes.

[Euclidthegreek]

GET LAPTOP!

Already do.

VIEW FORUM IN BED!

Already am.

Hey, when I had swine flu, I still posted.

That's what I'm doing right now.

And went to school with my 40° fever.* And I'm not a mod and have none of the great responsibility you do.

I went to school with my fever on Monday, but said screw it on Tuesday, and Wednesday was Veteran's day so we had the day off. Today I said screw it again, plus I don't want to infect other people.*


*Alright, this is a lie.

Sorry for being holier-than-thou. You have redeemed thyself.

[mountainmage]

I've always wanted to gain validation in the eyes of a Greek mathematician!

[LordRetard]

Isn't it weird that an ancient Greek only speaks in mock early modern English?

[mountainmage]

A thought occurs: could he be a fake?

[Cirtur]

What demented soul would impersonate someone else on the internet?

[Apocalyptus]

Maybe it's Euclid, reincarnated as some random American person. That's more believable than fraud on the internet, right?