Splinter

Quaqua Qua, a small quick-witted nine year old will be signing up. He was born on the south side of Scadrial, unknown to the people under the Lord Ruler's rule. At seven weeks, he was somehow transported to Saverfrex(probably instinctual worldhopping but he can't be sure), and was adopted by a family there. He has been living with them ever since. He has no allomantical or feruchemical abilities known yet. EDIT: typo

Alvron, has my personal conversation been deleted? I cannot find it, am I dead?

Odium has fallen! I did not die in vain!

I don't trust Jain, though Fafa but why is everyone voting for him? Do they have information I don't? I hate being left out! "Trust no one!" - Ghost of Captain Qayshar Junglewood, previous holder of Honor, now splintered.

Lil' Meester Wafa hit the ground running. They're gaining on me! I'm going to die this time, aren't I? Earlier Wafa had been spying on some inquisitors, and saw them stab a man with a spike, similar to the ones on Wafa's elbows. The inquisitors did this over and over again, bringing in new people every time. These people did not always die, but when they left, they would walk out in a stupor, as if their soul had been punctured, and was deflating with every step they took. After many people had been impaled, the inquisitors brought in a new man, who looked triumphant, excited, and excited, as if his life goal was to come here. They tied a man to a metal table, and abruptly stabbed his eyes with two spikes, and the man shrieked, writhing on the cold metal, as blood poured down his face. It took Wafa awhile, as he was a bit slow but eventually started to make connections about his sudden powers and how it had happened the same day he had got his spikes. He had figured out the secrets of hemalurgy. Flaring his luck, he snuck into the room and managed to grab two spikes before an inquisitor noticed him. "Kae!" an inquisitor yelled, angry, charging at Wafa "There's a boy in the room! Don't let him out!" Fafa stuffed the spikes into a pack he brought, and still flaring his compounded chromium, he also burned regular chromium, and directed it at the two inquisitors chasing him. The inquisitors had been momentarily stunned by their loss of powers, and Wafa jumped out the window, stained glass shattering, and Wafa the ground running. I'll need to hide, I can't face them all, unless I use my shardblade or awakening. The inquisitors were gaining on him, and soon he found himself cornered in an alley, three inquisitors looking triumphant. "It must be my lucky day!" An inquisitor said coldly, with a smirk on his face. "A Leecher. I myself don't have Chromium!" the inquisitor added, taking a spike out of his robe. "No," said Wafa, trembling, but determined not to show weakness "It's my lucky day. I'm also a Spinner," So, with a tremendous flare of compounded chromium, Wafa knocked the spike out of the inquisitors hand, just as a shardblade appeared in his hand, wet, like as if it had been left out in the grass over night. With that, Wafa seperated the inquisitors head from his shoulders, severing his soul. When he looked up, he saw that the two other inquisitors had left, evidently scared (Yeah Winter, Wafa sacred Kae and Cleo!). Wafa sat down on his bread, braciing himself, as he stabbed two spikes into his sternum, one above the other.

Or maybe you're devoted to being devoted to hate.

I'm stepping out of character here. Who do you mean by "I"? Are you possessed by Odium?

"Winter is offended by this," the ghost of Captain Qayshar Junglewood reported to Wafa, telling him the words Winter had said, and telling Wafa that she had said it without a trace of emotion. Winter does not care thought Wafa, sniffling she just doesn't want to get on anyones bad side. "Would you like me to report that back to Winter as you reply Wafa?", asked the ghost of Qayshar. "No no, that isn't necessary," answered Wafa, uncomfortable "Tell her I'll meet her in the village square, and tell her to say that she is sorry!" Wafa started to cry. "No one loves me!"

Who, me Winter of the Wolfkind? Are you speaking to I, the ghost of Captian Qayshar Jungelwood, previous carrier of the Shard Honour? Yes, I do believe with all my incorporeal heart that I will live forever as a ghost, forever tormenting those who have wronged me during my life. EDIT: I forgot to use epithets, which the the ghost of Captian Qayshar Jungelwood, previous carrier of the Shard Honour loves.

Try as you might, you cannot lynch a ghost like me, or my fellows like the ghost of Ostrich. As I am incorporeal, the most harm you could ever do to me would have to be verbal. I am sorry to tell you Mailliw, but as much as you wish to live once again, you are as much of a ghost as I, Captain Qayshar Junglewood, previous carrier of the Shard of Honour, and have no right to vote. If you wish to vote for me, you may vote for Fafa, a friend of mine playing in the next Sanderson Elimination. I will be his adviser, and would love for him to die, so that we may wander the Cosmere together as ghosts, Fafa and I, side by side, as EQUALS! I will live forever (as a ghost)! EDIT: Spelling

"Wafa forgives you, and hopes that you'll give him a second chance. He is not telling you in person because he is not sure if he can trust you yet, so I have come to act as a messenger," said the ghost of Captain Qayshar Junglewood, emerging from the ground in front of Winter of the Wolfkind.

Alas, I had forgotten to ask almighty Joe, if I, the ghost of Captain Qayshar Junglewood may speak, but I now have. At least I have given nothing away, with my ghostly comments, but you are right, oh Winter of the Wolfkind, I should have asked the great Joe for permission.

I guess you're right Winter," said Wafa "but I personally had never thought of tapping and storing at the same time. You have now diminished my courage, Winter of the Wolfkind, and I now have no self esteem." Wafa leaves the room, sulking and looking down at his shoes. A tear trails down his cheeks, leaving a line of cleanliness on his otherwise dirt covered face. EDIT: I added the action.

Wafa has figured out how to always be lucky, even when storing luck! "By tapping fortune in one metal mind, and burning compounded chromium at the same time you can store and use fortune at the same time! After storing chromium, you can compound it, therefore making up for the compounded chromium you were burning while you were storing chromium. Ya feel me?" I haven't explained very well, so you may not understand, but it works! EDIT: Puncuation

I am the ghost of Qayshar Junglewood, Winter. OOH OOH OOH OOH OOH

Fafa looked up to see an anchor hurtling towards him, about to crush him. Hastily, he ducked, a narrow escape. Anchors don't fly, thought Fafa as he looked skyward to where the anchor had come from. Only an allomacer could have done that! He looked up to see a tall robed figure, spikes protruding from it's eyes, standing on top of what was left of the skaa shelter before him. Fafa heard screams, and the heavy stench of smoke and burned flesh was in the air. The plantation was burning. As the inquisitor walked out of the inferno, advancing towards Fafa, Fafa began to cry, tears streaming down his plump face. "I'm going to die, aren't I! I'm too young, please Harmony! Save me!" But the Shards were busy, they had to deal with their own problems, like Odium, who was gaining more and more followers. But Fafa was determined to stay alive, and not wanting to show any more weakness, he wiped his face on his coat, and with a strong flare of Chromium, stripped the advancing inquisitor of his metals. The inquisitor was obviously very confused, and swiveled his head, looking for the allomancer. Using this as an opportunity, Fafa snuck up on the inquisitor, who now had his back turned. Fafa reached to pull out the spike that should have been on the inquisitors back, but as he reached into the inquisitors robe, his fingers hit a hard metal plate. In a flash of speed the inquisitor spun around. "It was you, little boy! You were the leacher who stripped me of my metals, you filth!" Fafa was petrified, but he somehow found the strength to flee and ran. The inquisitor sent several dozen coins at Fafa, who flared compounded chromium, and they all missed. The inquisitor, who obviously had began to think that he had poor aim, was furious, and sent another dozen coins at poor Fafa. They all missed again. The inquisitor was now outraged, and as he chased Fafa, pushed over 50 knives at Fafa, who with another flare of compunded chromium, managed to elude them. He'll never give up, will he! Though Fafa annoyed and turned to see the inquisitor, who was using Iron to fly towards, Fafa. Just before the inquisitor made contact, Fafa ducked, then turned to see the inquisitor smash into the flag pole that he had been using as an anchor. The flag slid of the pole and landed gently on the inquisitors back, who was laying face down in the dirt. He began to get up, dazed, and turned to face Fafa. I'll just get this over with, who cares if someone sees me? Thought Fafa, very annoyed that the inquisitors wouldn't leave him alone. I didn't murder anyone that bad, just the new king of Haverfrex. He wasn't very nice. So Fafa summoned his shardblade, and ten seconds later, it appeared in his hands, misty. Before anyone could see, he impaled the inquisitors chest, severing his soul. He willed the shardblade to disappear, wiped his hands on his shirt, now covered in blood, and made his way. Then, he began to cry. This was the worst thing he had done yet, he thought. The inquisitor hadn't been evil, he was just doing his job!

I am using a very similar character to Wafa in a Sanderson Elimination game, but gave him more abilities and changed his name to Fafa. EDIT: Spelling Typo

Will Bort be good or evil? Know one knows...

Lil' Meester Fafa, (call him Fafa a for short) will be playing! He is 17, and has had a very hard life, so don't be to hard on him, as he is very sensitive. He has never known his parents, and has been forced to live in the underground of Elendel. He grew up as a thief, and being very mistreated by his crewleader, was rather ragged looking, though very keen of mind. This was all up until the age of 11, when is life changed critically. He was thrown into an alleyway by a cloaked figure, who thought the figure looked rather like his own crewleader, but was soon mistaken. As the cloaked figure approached Fafa, who lay sprawled on his back, he noticed metal spiked protruding from his eyes, or eye sockets now. The figure towered over Fafa, and pulled out many spikes out from inside his robe. In an instant, he stabbed Fafa above the elbows with two of them, and felt a warm feeling inside of him. It may of been because he had just peed his pants because of the sudden pain above elbows, but he had also just been granted the feruchemical and allomantic powers of Chromium. Just as the dark figure was about to impale Fafa with yet two more spikes, Fafa disappeared. He had never known, but Fafa had been a worldhopper from birth, which may have had something to do with never knowing his parents. Using this power, Fafa transported himself to the South Side of Scadrial! In just a few minutes, Fafa became a Chromium Compounder, and learned that he was a Worldhopper! Fafa has ever since been hopping all over the Cosmere, and bringing back souvenirs from many places, like Shardblades from Alethkar, 217 breaths (just past the second heightening) from Hallandren, and countless other treasures. EDIT: Spelling Typo

Good bye, fellow shards. May Odium fall!

I am suspicious of Feligon too, Bort.

I knew Araris was evil! Yahoo! There is probably only one evil player left now, as last game there were six and two have died.

Wafa, currently 17, is a boy who was born on Nalthis, but is now living on Scadrial. How he got there is a mystery, but he has some clues. He often has fleeting memories flashes of light (he thinks them to be lighting), and a tall cloaked figure standing over him, silhouetted by flashes behind it. The cloaked figure looms over him, then thrusts it's arm out in front of it, and Wafa saw a masculine face under the cloak. A woman, a bubble of color around her, who Wafa presumes to be his mother, somehow brings a boulder life, and it hurls itself towards the strange man. The boulder is almost upon the mysterious man when a gleaming, six foot ornate sword appears in his hand. Then, as if it were air the man cleanly slices through the boulder, and the pieces fly over him. He turned his back on Wafa, and then flew over to his mother. Another man, coming from the other direction picks Wafa up as the cloaked figure turns on his mother. Wafa saw the cloaked figure hurl the long sword at his mother, but he didn't see what happened next for he was transported somewhere else, with the second man still holding him. Nine years after this incident, at the age of eleven another cloaked figure hurled him into an alleyway, then impaled him in the elbows with long metal spikes, which granted him the feruchemical and allomantic powers of chromium. This is the story of Wafa, and how he came to be a Chromium Compunder. EDIT: Spelling

Because Araris was a Voidbringer (thanks Snoopy for clearing that up) I am going to take my vote off of him as it is pointless. I have some suspicions for Feligon but I don't actually have any proof other than he has been acting suspicious so I will not vote for him just yet.

Sorry Snoopy, but I have been sick the past few days (stomach bug) and have not been able to follow up on things. How is it pointless?