May Poems of 2018
One leads and teaches not by brutality, but by that of logic and rationality.
Torpedo Run Chapter 3
Trying to prevent a panic was the likely logic.
Chalk - My Roommate's A Stripper?! Short Story
Max frowned, feeling rather defeated by that logic. she knew mr. johnson wouldn't really give her a hard time if it was wrong anyway. but at the same time, she really didn't want to go to the board. maybe it was time for an old standby to get out of it.
Chapter 3: What's in a Word
The srothar's logic for such matters as this...was simple. if somebody didn't feed him enough food, then they -were- food.
Dragonlord Saga - Prologue
"truth seems to be less palpable the longer i dwell within the torment of my own logic," i cackle beside a sap-burst tree. never had i any talent for telling one leaf or bark from another; we can give it no name, save "momentary companion".
Project FUR reloaded prologue
"i believe we are all in the same situation" said a brown colored allosaur with a green uniform "someone has brought us here, i believe the most logical thing to do is to wait until that someone shows up and gives us an explanation" "welcome" said a voice
The Cohen Clover, Ch 7
It was a very upfront answer, but that didn't really tell mason very much, especially since there was a hole in the wolf's logic. "but... you talked to me when we first met before i introduced myself." lark grunted. "we had established roles.
3:1 The Puppet Master
Since he is the agent assigned to my case, logic dictates that if i can implant myself in his conscious, i can write off the case, and use his government access to complete my directive." the face moved its eerie eyes from trilby to leigh.
Chapter 1: A new threat
{of course you don't, your my logic who also lacks any emaphy or sympathy as you are just logic} trent said. {you don't need to remind me of who i am, that just proves my point and you know it} scient said.
Walls: Reboot 12 - The Looking Glass
I nodded, "he called you a logical extremist..." "ah..." he mused. "a _logical extremist_, in what sense exactly?"
Synthetic Unlife
This worries her, something her logic circuits haven't pinged in, well, ever. her actuators, motors, and bearings scrape as she takes steps, in what amounts to a limp, she'd always wondered what that's like. it brings a smile to her foxen face.
Waiting for Thunder
They try to sail life's waves ... with logic.