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Created by MoonDancing on Jan 14, 2013

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the tiger, she's barbaric

the lady, she'll kill her later

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#1 Jan 14, 2013
When all the people had assembled in the galleries, and the king, surrounded by his court, sat high up on his throne of royal state on one side of the arena, he gave a signal, a door beneath him opened, and the accused subject stepped out into the amphitheater. Directly opposite him, on the other side of the enclosed space, were two doors, exactly alike and side by side. It was the duty and the privilege of the person on trial to walk directly to these doors and open one of them. He could open either door he pleased; he was subject to no guidance or influence but that of the aforementioned impartial and incorruptible chance. If he opened the one, there came out of it a hungry tiger, the fiercest and most cruel that could be procured, which immediately sprang upon him and tore him to pieces as a punishment for his guilt. The moment that the case of the criminal was thus decided, doleful iron bells were clanged, great wails went up from the hired mourners posted on the outer rim of the arena, and the vast audience, with bowed heads and downcast hearts, wended slowly their homeward way, mourning greatly that one so young and fair, or so old and respected, should have merited so dire a fate.
But, if the accused person opened the other door, there came forth from it a lady, the most suitable to his years and station that his majesty could select among his fair subjects, and to this lady he was immediately married, as a reward of his innocence. It mattered not that he might already possess a wife and family, or that his affections might be engaged upon an object of his own selection; the king allowed no such subordinate arrangements to interfere with his great scheme of retribution and reward. The exercises, as in the other instance, took place immediately, and in the arena. Another door opened beneath the king, and a priest, followed by a band of choristers, and dancing maidens blowing joyous airs on golden horns and treading an epithalamic measure, advanced to where the pair stood, side by side, and the wedding was promptly and cheerily solemnized. Then the gay brass bells rang forth their merry peals, the people shouted glad hurrahs, and the innocent man, preceded by children strewing flowers on his path, led his bride to his home.
This was the king's semi-barbaric method of administering justice. Its perfect fairness is obvious. The criminal could not know out of which door would come the lady; he opened either he pleased, without having the slightest idea whether, in the next instant, he was to be devoured or married. On some occasions the tiger came out of one door, and on some out of the other. The decisions of this tribunal were not only fair, they were positively determinate: the accused person was instantly punished if he found himself guilty, and, if innocent, he was rewarded on the spot, whether he liked it or not. There was no escape from the judgments of the king's arena.

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#2 Jan 14, 2013
This semi-barbaric king had a daughter as blooming as his most florid fancies, and with a soul as fervent and imperious as his own. As is usual in such cases, she was the apple of his eye, and was loved by him above all humanity. Among his courtiers was a young man of that fineness of blood and lowness of station common to the conventional heroes of romance who love royal maidens. This royal maiden was well satisfied with her lover, for he was handsome and brave to a degree unsurpassed in all this kingdom, and she loved him with an ardor that had enough of barbarism in it to make it exceedingly warm and strong. This love affair moved on happily for many months, until one day the king happened to discover its existence. He did not hesitate nor waver in regard to his duty in the premises. The youth was immediately cast into prison, and a day was appointed for his trial in the king's arena. This, of course, was an especially important occasion, and his majesty, as well as all the people, was greatly interested in the workings and development of this trial. Never before had such a case occurred; never before had a subject dared to love the daughter of the king. In after years such things became commonplace enough, but then they were in no slight degree novel and startling.
The tiger-cages of the kingdom were searched for the most savage and relentless beasts, from which the fiercest monster might be selected for the arena; and the ranks of maiden youth and beauty throughout the land were carefully surveyed by competent judges in order that the young man might have a fitting bride in case fate did not determine for him a different destiny. Of course, everybody knew that the deed with which the accused was charged had been done. He had loved the princess, and neither he, she, nor any one else, thought of denying the fact; but the king would not think of allowing any fact of this kind to interfere with the workings of the tribunal, in which he took such great delight and satisfaction. No matter how the affair turned out, the youth would be disposed of, and the king would take an aesthetic pleasure in watching the course of events, which would determine whether or not the young man had done wrong in allowing himself to love the princess.
The appointed day arrived. From far and near the people gathered, and thronged the great galleries of the arena, and crowds, unable to gain admittance, massed themselves against its outside walls. The king and his court were in their places, opposite the twin doors, those fateful portals, so terrible in their similarity.

All was ready. The signal was given. A door beneath the royal party opened, and the lover of the princess walked into the arena. Tall, beautiful, fair, his appearance was greeted with a low hum of admiration and anxiety. Half the audience had not known so grand a youth had lived among them. No wonder the princess loved him! What a terrible thing for him to be there!

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#3 Jan 14, 2013
As the youth advanced into the arena he turned, as the custom was, to bow to the king, but he did not think at all of that royal personage. His eyes were fixed upon the princess, who sat to the right of her father. Had it not been for the moiety of barbarism in her nature it is probable that lady would not have been there, but her intense and fervid soul would not allow her to be absent on an occasion in which she was so terribly interested. From the moment that the decree had gone forth that her lover should decide his fate in the king's arena, she had thought of nothing, night or day, but this great event and the various subjects connected with it. Possessed of more power, influence, and force of character than any one who had ever before been interested in such a case, she had done what no other person had done - she had possessed herself of the secret of the doors. She knew in which of the two rooms, that lay behind those doors, stood the cage of the tiger, with its open front, and in which waited the lady. Through these thick doors, heavily curtained with skins on the inside, it was impossible that any noise or suggestion should come from within to the person who should approach to raise the latch of one of them. But gold, and the power of a woman's will, had brought the secret to the princess.
And not only did she know in which room stood the lady ready to emerge, all blushing and radiant, should her door be opened, but she knew who the lady was. It was one of the fairest and loveliest of the damsels of the court who had been selected as the reward of the accused youth, should he be proved innocent of the crime of aspiring to one so far above him; and the princess hated her. Often had she seen, or imagined that she had seen, this fair creature throwing glances of admiration upon the person of her lover, and sometimes she thought these glances were perceived, and even returned. Now and then she had seen them talking together; it was but for a moment or two, but much can be said in a brief space; it may have been on most unimportant topics, but how could she know that? The girl was lovely, but she had dared to raise her eyes to the loved one of the princess; and, with all the intensity of the savage blood transmitted to her through long lines of wholly barbaric ancestors, she hated the woman who blushed and trembled behind that silent door.

When her lover turned and looked at her, and his eye met hers as she sat there, paler and whiter than any one in the vast ocean of anxious faces about her, he saw, by that power of quick perception which is given to those whose souls are one, that she knew behind which door crouched the tiger, and behind which stood the lady. He had expected her to know it. He understood her nature, and his soul was assured that she would never rest until she had made plain to herself this thing, hidden to all other lookers-on, even to the king. The only hope for the youth in which there was any element of certainty was based upon the success of the princess in discovering this mystery; and the moment he looked upon her, he saw she had succeeded, as in his soul he knew she would succeed.

Then it was that his quick and anxious glance asked the question: "Which?" It was as plain to her as if he shouted it from where he stood. There was not an instant to be lost. The question was asked in a flash; it must be answered in another.

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#4 Jan 14, 2013
The Lady. As misogynistic as I am, I would hope that most would prefer for their loved one to live, even if it were with a rival. Plus, should the marriage not last, she'd always have a shot at joining her lover at some later point.

Besides, if you've seen one tiger mauling, you've seen 'em all.

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#5 Jan 14, 2013
EraserX wrote:
The Lady. As misogynistic as I am, I would hope that most would prefer for their loved one to live, even if it were with a rival. Plus, should the marriage not last, she'd always have a shot at joining her lover at some later point.
Besides, if you've seen one tiger mauling, you've seen 'em all.
LOL but she'll kill her later... that's ok?

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#6 Jan 14, 2013
What's barbaric anyway?
Are we better off? Don't we have our own arenas? Instead of instant death it's slow torture?
Could Topix not be an arena? Look how sometimes people rip each other apart in here?

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#7 Jan 14, 2013
QuiteCrazy wrote:
What's barbaric anyway?
Are we better off? Don't we have our own arenas? Instead of instant death it's slow torture?
Could Topix not be an arena? Look how sometimes people rip each other apart in here?
All the world's a stage. We make choices every day - perhaps not on this epic of a level though.

Topix, and most of the internet, just condenses the worst in us and puts it all out there for display.

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#8 Jan 14, 2013
EraserX wrote:
The Lady. As misogynistic as I am, I would hope that most would prefer for their loved one to live, even if it were with a rival. Plus, should the marriage not last, she'd always have a shot at joining her lover at some later point.
Besides, if you've seen one tiger mauling, you've seen 'em all.
But would He choose death over living without his loved one?

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#9 Jan 14, 2013
EraserX wrote:
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All the world's a stage. We make choices every day - perhaps not on this epic of a level though.
Topix, and most of the internet, just condenses the worst in us and puts it all out there for display.
The worst?! Aye no!
I've met some wonderful people here and I wouldn't think that.
All the world's a stage... Is that Bill? William SHakespeare.. we strut upon the hour... something something.. oh good grief I can't remember but I hear the director banging out the iambic LOL and yelling at the actors... LOL
Oh no.. here comes another memory.. CATS... LOL

Memory all alone in the moonlight.. crap.. there comes the spiral
gtg kids to pick up!
Have fun all.
I think there are two important threads there, barbarism and power of love? oh no... Huey Lewis and the news...

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#10 Jan 14, 2013
-VENOM- wrote:
<quoted text>But would He choose death over living without his loved one?
OHhhhhhhh GOOD ONE!!
I feel the poison!!! lol

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#11 Jan 14, 2013
-VENOM- wrote:
<quoted text>But would He choose death over living without his loved one?
No. Where there is life, there is hope.

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#12 Jan 14, 2013
-VENOM- wrote:
<quoted text>But would He choose death over living without his loved one?
btw I gave you the fireball.. cause that was an awesome twist LMTO

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#13 Jan 14, 2013
QuiteCrazy wrote:
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The worst?! Aye no!
I've met some wonderful people here and I wouldn't think that.
All the world's a stage... Is that Bill? William SHakespeare.. we strut upon the hour... something something.. oh good grief I can't remember but I hear the director banging out the iambic LOL and yelling at the actors... LOL
Oh no.. here comes another memory.. CATS... LOL
Memory all alone in the moonlight.. crap.. there comes the spiral
gtg kids to pick up!
Have fun all.
I think there are two important threads there, barbarism and power of love? oh no... Huey Lewis and the news...
Behind the cloak of anonymity, we are free to be mean, spiteful, petty, malicious and even violent. We can spew vitriol and any and all targets without fear of reprisal. We can play cruel tricks against good hearted folks and toy with our victims emotions. The internet truly does bring out the worst in us.

“HEY SPIDEY!!!!”

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#14 Jan 14, 2013
EraserX wrote:
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No. Where there is life, there is hope.
This is in Medeval times where pride and honor is everything

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#15 Jan 14, 2013
EraserX wrote:
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Behind the cloak of anonymity, we are free to be mean, spiteful, petty, malicious and even violent. We can spew vitriol and any and all targets without fear of reprisal. We can play cruel tricks against good hearted folks and toy with our victims emotions. The internet truly does bring out the worst in us.
I think I've been an alright squirrel and mermaid, so far.

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#16 Jan 14, 2013
-VENOM- wrote:
<quoted text>This is in Medeval times where pride and honor is everything
I think if she truly loved him, he'd read that she'd want him to live.

Doesn't it look like it becomes a question of how she was raised versus how she feels?

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#17 Jan 14, 2013
-VENOM- wrote:
<quoted text>This is in Medeval times where pride and honor is everything
Do you think they sold those giant turkey legs back then?

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#18 Jan 14, 2013
QuiteCrazy wrote:
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I think I've been an alright squirrel and mermaid, so far.
Some do. Some don't. You never really know. On the whole though, I believe I'm right.

You're a squirrel/mermaid? That would have made for an interesting tryst. How did your folks meet? Acorns in the surf?

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#19 Jan 14, 2013
Why didn't the King put the Princess in there with no tiger and have a prince of his choice behind each door?? then have the man go in next with 2 tigers??

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#20 Jan 14, 2013
EraserX wrote:
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Some do. Some don't. You never really know. On the whole though, I believe I'm right.
You're a squirrel/mermaid? That would have made for an interesting tryst. How did your folks meet? Acorns in the surf?
You may not like me soon enough.. I'm from the trailer LOL

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