Subject: [FFML] Re: [EVA] AT-Field Theory 2.0
From: Jason Liao
Date: 1/13/2000, 3:29 PM
To: Nanashi
CC: evangelion@eva.onegeek.org, ffml@fanfic.com

On Thu, 13 Jan 2000, Nanashi wrote:

[to the FFML]:
I prefer private comments, but if the admin will allow
it, public comments are welcome. It's gonna be worked
into a future fic . . .

Since I haven't seen any banning of this thread yet...

Premise:
AT-Fields exist as physical entities.

What is a cell without an AT-Field?
LCL, the non-living chemical soup, organic as it is. The 
Third Impact shows us that much.

How are you deriving this from your premise?  I'll take this as another
given.

What, then, is LCL with an AT-Field? Reversing the 
previous scenario, living cells.

That's fallacious logic.  Reversing the premise of an implication does not
reverse the conclusion.  In other words, if I am standing outside in the
rain, I will get wet.  But if I am not standing outside in the rain, then
it is not necessarily true that I will not get wet (I could be taking a
shower).

Does a cell have a soul?
The removed AT-Field (which exists as its own physical 
entity) is applied to the LCL, turning it into cells. The 
result is the original person. Does this person have a 
soul? Yes. Hence, so do the cells.

What is the soul then, but an AT-Field?

Existential bigamy.  Bad logic.

The ultimate consequence of this game is the ATF 
Theory, which isn't what would be called authoritative.

Versus the *other* ATF theory, concerning Koresh.  ^_^

Seriously, though.  If you want to write a fanfic with this theory in
mind, I don't think anyone will look that closely.  But if you're asking
if this is a credible proof, I have to be honest and say no.

-Natsume Ranma Ranma
-------
The sardines weren't worth the trouble.  A few more shots, then
Ryoga-san would overheat and explode.  Ducking around a corner,
I managed to lose him as I entered the ramshackle residence of
my Anime supplier.

One look at his face and I knew that I had been betrayed.  "Tell me,"
I insisted.  He refused, so I slammed him against the wall.
"Last chance.  Where can Ranma-Ranma find good fanfics?"
"Try Jason Liao," he whispered, before he slumped to the floor.
I heard the sounds of a door splintering as I left through the
window, one step ahead of Tendo Heavy Industries...




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