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Wish did not see reality as reality. Rather, each moment of time, each precious state and arrangement of the universe was a work of art, a story. He was familiar with stories, and familiar with life. He closed the thick, leather bound volume he held with a careful, almost reverent motion, and placed it back upon its shelf, with the countless other tomes that told one grand, immense story. He called them his Memoriam. A vast collection of books containing the intricate story that had been his life. It was a helpful thing to have, a strength to rely upon when he could not recall why he fought against the constantly beating current that was senescence. A blank volume lay closed on his desk. That, he hoped, would become a work of equal, even greater magnitude to his grand collection. This place that defied reason, expectation, even natural law. Yes, this was a place that could harbor such a powerful story. The real trick, Wish had learned over his many years of life, was getting the story, containing it between thin paper and binding it, in its fullness, with the ink of writing. Luckily, Wish had some time to spare.

Darien sighed as he opened the door of the abandoned warehouse. This plan of his better work. Inside was a large empty room the size of the building. empty barrels and crates lay around the building. Darien walked to the other side of the room, towards a large crate. Elek said, "remember the code?" He nodded absently, Darien lifted the lid and lifted it over. there was a small keypad on the bottom side of the lid. He tapped in five numbers, 5, 6, 1, 3, 2. A disguised wooden door in the wall opened up and Darien went into the room beyond. As he closed the door behind him looked around the room briefly. it was a metal room with a bar and a dart board. several tables were in the corners. Five or six people lingered in the room, having drinks and such. One of them was talking with the guy who managed the bar. as they noticed Darien they said, "hey boss." "How did it go?" "want a drink?" "Sure, sure, I'll have a drink." Darien said, he sat down on one of the bar stools and grabbed the drink he was offered. after a deep sip he said, "I did it, we have the spike." They cheered. Elek said, "are you alright?" Darien sighed, "yeah, yeah." He took a long drink of his wine and thought about his next move.

"Here's the place I was telling you about!" Jessica said, presenting to Shadow and Sicaria. It was less of a place and more of a shanty. A little hut built along a line of buildings. The Alleycity was always kind of dark and dreary, but this place was really dark and dreary. The perfect place for a villain hideout. "Yes, I know it's kind of underwhelming. We're on a budget! On the bright side, we don't have to worry about people finding us anytime soon." Jessica scratched her chin. "Or maybe that should be an issue, because now it'll be hard to join... eh, we'll save those issues for later. Welcome to Supervillain Incorporated HQ, my friends!" @Condensation @Scarletfox

Althara sat in his chair. Fine make, from Scadrial. And, of coarse, heavily rigged. He tapped his pen repeatedly on the outside of his facemask, near the side of the chin. HOARD. The only way. He had found a deserted building, primarily made of stone, and solid, thick wood, and commandeered it for the use of HOARD. He had also left notes, encoded, across the city he had found himself in. Alleycity. The notes would lead those clever enough to understand them to HOARD. He could only hope they wouldn't attract... Unwanted attention. In its fetal stages, HOARD couldn't be jeopardized. Althara had already prepared several hidey-holes. The people would know HOARD. Not now, but they would know HOARD. Althara swapped his pen for a dagger, spinning it in his hand. HOARD was coming. Alth stood and left the building. He had things to check on.

This clan is for Stormlight Archive fans who are Dustbringers--if you don't know if you are or not, take the quiz here: https://www.brandonsanderson.com/the-ten-orders-of-knights-radiant/. This guild will focus on the Stormlight Archive, not other series' unless it has a direct relationship to the topic that we are talking about. Thanks!

A Silvery Tower dominated the Night. At the end of a particularilly twisty Alley, next to a nooky building, stands the Silberturm. It is tall enough to impose its sight upon the horizon of the city, but the alleys, as is their nature, hid it from sight until it stumbled upon. Above the silver weathered door is a sign. Its Blood red resalting from the Silvery stone of which the tower was made. The Trader's Heaven If you seek to trade this is the right place Offer any service or good and we will give you customers. likewise, ask for any and we will get you a provider. Free membership. Confidentiality and Profit Members Lord-Son-Son-Son-Silberfarben -- Leader

Friends, Sharders, BoredBois, lend me your time. I come to praise Boredom, not to bury it The fun that men have lives after them; The fun is oft interred with their bones; So let it be with Boredom. The bored @I Am A Fish Hath told you Boredom was bored: If it were so, it was a boring fault, And boringly hath Boredom answer’d it. Here, under leave of @I Am A Fish and the rest– For @I Am A Fish is a bored fish; So are they all, all bored men– Come I to speak in Boredom’s monologue. Yep, I literally copied a Shakespearean monologue onto here, then put my name in here... He was my friend, bored and boring to me: And you wonder why I'm bored? But @I Am A Fish says he was ambitious; And @I Am A Fishis a bored fish. He hath brought many BoredBois to this thread Whose boredness did the general coffee fulfill: Did this in Boredom seem bored? When that the bored have cried, Boredom hath been bored: Boredness should be made of sterner stuff: Go find our origins Yet @I Am A Fish says he was bored; And @I Am A Fish is a bored fish. You all did see that on the 17th Shard I thrice presented him a bored award, Which he did thrice refuse because he was bored: was this boredness? Yet @I Am A Fish says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is a bored fish. I speak not to disprove what @I Am A Fish spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did tolerate him once, not without cause: What cause withholds you then, to be bored for him? O Boredness! thou art fled to BoredBois, And men have lost their boredness. Bear with me; My boredness is bored here with Boredom, And I must be bored till Boredom stops be boring. Hello that must have been quite boring. Well if you're bored, join the BoredBois. The Shard's first guild dedicated to boredom. We go around the Shard being bored, and reveling in boredom, feel free to have long boring posts. To join swear the 6 ideals of Boredomness: 1. I will share in others boredom 2. I will chill with my fellow BoredBois during Borantine 3. I will be bored for those who can't be bored themselves 4. I will glory in the many memes of the Universe 6. I will end every post with Hoc erat odiosis Hoc erat odiosis

Hey y’all! This is the official out of character thread for CotW! Discord link: https://discord.gg/gSt52pj If you have any questions on recruitment please contact @Sherlock Holmes, any other questions can be directed to me at the moment.

Lance walked into a small closet sized room, filled with wires, gemstones, and fabrails. He pulled out his painrial, and jammed it into a slot in the wall. The room shook, then made a popping noise. Lance stepped out into a wide circular room of marble & steel. "I can't believe that worked! I had no idea replicating oathgates would be that easy!" He smiled, looking over the headquarters of THE VOIDBREAKERS Welcome to the Voidbreakers guild. Our mission? to control ALL cookiE spYking in the alleyVERSE During the secOnd Month of every fIfth NormAl daTe In vOriN terms. (If you're smart enough to join the VoidBreakers, you'll figure out what that means) We intend to accomplish this by replicating powerful magical devices, such as oathgates, unkeyed metalminds, and dawnshards. If you wish to join, speak this oath, and pledge yourself to power: Power before Honor, Strength before Shards, Cosmere before EVERYTHING!!! Oathgate entrance is to the left of the odd job tavern, inside the ShardShop, Alleyverse division

A large building sits in an out of the way street. Once in disrepair, the interior now shines brightly with stormlight. The walls are lined with bookshelves, and tables and chairs dot the room. A smaller building sits behind the first, also marked with the symbol of the guild. A large desk lurks in the back of the room, behind which the leader, Aln, can often be seen working. On the frotn window hangs the following sign: The Scholar's Guild Welcome to the headquarters of the Scholar's Guild. As an entirely non-combative guild, our mission is to gather knowledge and spread education throughout the Alleyverse and surrounding worlds. We strive to discover the true nature of the universe, through scientific study and research. All are welcome, whether you bring a question or an answer. If you wish to join the Scholar's Guild, and dedicate yourself to the gathering and spreading of truth, please enter and speak to the Head Scholar of the Guild, Alanis Sheneth [Rushu42]. Current Scholars: Deceased/Inactive Members: A neatly handwritten note was affixed to the door. "I can't hear you knock; please just come in."

Sofya looks up at her small library, smiling. A plaque on the top reads "LIBRARY OF VARIOUS THINGS" in women's script, with a small picture of a book to clue in the uneducated. Sofya opens the door to the library and walks in, revealing a small area with various bookshelves with various books upon them. A spiral staircase leads above, to Sofya's apartment.

Hello all. I've finally made it from the cosmere to the Alleyverse You mere mortals are fortunate, as today is a day of brilliance! I write this in a small corner as I scrawl a new diagram on the wall of this alley. This new diagram predicts even the most unpredictable, such as Ioc, and mandates the perfect formula to rule the Alleyverse! Come Diagramists, come Silent Watchers, come all who are loyal to the brilliance of the boon. I know you are out there, hiding in the shadows, waiting for the oppurtune time. That time is now, we will rise like the sun over a horizon of darkness, this time not to save, but to rule, stabilize, and protect. What price are we willing to pay to see this realm secured? The answer is any. The protection of the entire homeless race cannot be measured in single lives of men. Join with me, for a better tomorrow, for a better Alleyverse, and ultimately, for a better Brandonverse. To join us, you may talk to my advisor, or me directly. Find the Diagramist extension agent near you and give him the code word 'coup d'etat' to be referred to me. I prefer to handle all recruitment myself, but unfortunately, the flood of new members must be handled with absolute efficiency. Therefore, anyone higher than the rank of Militia Battalionlord or Silent Watcher may recruit new members. The ranks are as follows: Note: All ranks are filled by NPC's until I have members. Also, the militia does not exist for the moment. Upon arriving to the Alleycity, we will stake out a portion of territory for ourselves. This area will be well maintained, protected, and policed by our militia. With regard to the diagram: Non may see the Diagram except for The Most Brilliant, the Advisor to The Most Brilliant, and the Most Brilliant's Ward. It is a specific document, and non may dispute my orders if they come from the diagram. Here are the oaths you swear to join. Members are free to pursue whatever interests they might have until they are called to duty. If you are caught betraying your oaths, you have but one chance at redemption. If you betray our trust yet again, you will be executed. Oaths: Diagramist Disclaimer applies to pretty much every word* *The disclaimer may or may not actually exist

The Sentinels are a military group dedicated to maintaining order in the Alleyverse. However, recent events have led me to the conclusion that reform is necessary. Originally, it was a military-only group, but now, we are expanding it. Where a sole tower once stood, a vast keep now sits. Where empty space in the Cognitive Realm used to be, a city and base of operations now occupies the space. The military philosophy is now important, but not the only thing that factors into the guild. I also am going to be working with my characters quite a bit in preparation for Era 3, but for now, if you have any questions, ask me on this thread. My Sentinel characters(only Kane, Zaren, and Orren are considered primary characters) Kane. Zaren, son of Kane, Mistborn, second-in-command of the guild. Davad Orren, Elsecaller, Elite Sentinel, recruiter. Tikor Vedev, scout, spy, Awakener. Cayza, a young woman who is Zaren's love interest, a Sentinel with no Investiture. Sudo Kion, Lai MikRu, and Omin, three Selish men that specialize in the arts ChayShan, Forgery, and AonDor respectively. I'm going to be hopping around threads, developing Zaren and Orren, though not Kane because he is currently preoccupied. Warning: There will be explosions.

Thel walked out to the front of the Crawler. He amplified his voice, "MY FRIENDS!!! WE HAVE BUILT OUR FORCES LONG ENOUGH!!! TODAY WE ANNOUNCE OURSELVES TO THE WORLD, AND START OUR TRUE MISSION!!! THE SPREADING OF ORDER AND TRUTH THROUGHOUT THE UNIVERSE!!! WE WILL BE UNITED WITH ALL THOSE THAT JOIN US!!! LET ALL THOSE THAT WISH TO JOIN US, COME!!!" The army cheered and fired their weapons into the air. The sky lit up with the light of rocket fire and the sounds of gunshots. The Precursor army was ready to go into the world, and help anyone in the Alleyverse with their law and order problems, and would respond to any threat to law and order across the planet. They would not force themselves upon other cities, and would not be dangerous. Welcome to the precursors! Our mission, is to maintain peace and order within the Alleyverse. We will go to war, but only if we believe that joining one side will maintain peace and order for a more long term amount than the other. Unless they are erratic and viscous, we will generally join the winning side. We would like to ally ourselves with any law enforcement group, and will go in to try and stop any battle, or disruption of piece in existence. We have 50 regiments, which each regiment has 2 hundred men, and the regiments are shown below. I also have to say this. Nobody, and I mean NOBODY who is not a god, or a member of the precursors, will have command of more than 3 basic soldiers from a normal regiment. That is all bribes will get you. Nobody can bribe crawler guards. Nobody. THE OATH OF THE PRECURSORS *This is in general, and out of character. If it relates to us, don't accept bribes.

Zaphoid Beeblerock, after many years of travel, had finally arrived to the place he would come to call home. A small, dirty shack in the middle of Alleycity. There was mold on the walls, the floor was wet and Zaphoid thought he saw an insect crawling into a crack in the wall. Home sweet home. The salesman who had sold him the house had assured that there was a basement for extra space, but Zaphoid couldn't find the entrance to it. The previous owner had probably hidden it for some reason. With a sigh, Zaphoid started burning steel. Steel lines were pointing in every directions. Zaphoid ignored all of them, except for one that was pointing in the floor. He followed it and found a trapdoor that was sealed with a thick padlock hidden in the floor. Zaphoid sighed again, and flared his steel. 6 more steel lines sprouted from the one pointing towards the padlock, and he pushed on the line he knew was the right one. The lock's innards clicked, and Zaphoid pulled open the trapdoor, finding a ladder. He extinguished his steel and followed the ladder downwards. At the bottom, he found a large room in a much better shape that the shack upstairs, with walls out of concrete and Aon-powered ligt strips in the ceiling. A large worktable stood against the wall, furnished with a stock of drawing utensils and rulers. This room was why Zaphoid had spent all the money he had made for the past 2 years to buy the house. Zaphoid grinned. Home sweet home.

In light of recent threats against the balance of the universe, I hereby create this guild to honor and protect the Order of Chocolate. (And I fully expect an eggnog rival to arise soon, so I will save me time and effort in the future by just declaring war on them now.)

This is a guild of thieves, like the title implies. We heist stuff, pickpocket people, con them, whatever. We are an all purpose thieves guild, stealing from those who have, and giving to each other. This guild is different than the other guilds in a few ways. The first, is that your character needs to have low investiture levels and shouldn't be all that powerful (In this context investiture also applies to anything remotely magical). Their primary skills should lie less with investiture and more in other areas. The second is kind of in conjunction with the first, but you need to make a new character for this guild. If you yourself have a problem with us heisting a specific guild, you can choose not to participate, but please don't actively oppose us. Another way this guild will be different, is that all of the members won't be involved at the same time. The way I envision it working will be, one guy comes up with a job, posts it in the thread, then anyone who wants in will signal in the thread, and they will be added to a PM where the actual planning of a heist will take place. I hope that this will minimize people dropping out mid heist due to IRL stuff and forcing us to change plans. As for the characters, I hope that we can have a variety of characters to sign up. Ideally we wouldn't have a bunch of con men sign up, because then we could only con people. Or if we have a lot of pickpockets, then we won't be able to break into places or pick locks. @BitBitio@Gancho Libre@Sorana@xinoehp512@I think I am here.@Ark1002@Darth Woodrack@Inklingspren@JacobClaeSpooky@Silva Yall professed interest in this. Guild Master: McKarl

Me, @AonEne, @Inklingspren and a few others made some PM's a few weeks back, a Pokemon one and a Wings of Fire one. Post here and tag one of us if you'd like to join, we have discussions about them and are trying to do an RP for them.

The stars will soon be right. The old ones must be awakened. They will return to us, We shall lose our minds and laws and morels, we will transcend good and evil. The old ones shall teach us their ways, we shall all revel in the ecstasy of madness and flame. It’s high time we had a Guild dedicated to the worship and introduction of HP Lovecraft's eldritch horrors into the Alleyverse. Essentially we are a Lovecraftian cult whose aims align with the DA’s for now… If you want to join us in our cyclopean quest just make a post where your RP character has a nightmare filled with guttural chants before awakening to find themselves beset by the urge to chant along with them. And you also have to swear to follow the elder gods, just a formality. Fair warning, your sanity has no place in this guild.

Kane proudly watched as his men began to prepare their weapons. This project had taken a long time to complete, but now, The Sentinels were ready. He walked through the line of crates and inspected an assault rifle. Perfect. He fired it into the air. He then Lashed himself upwards and tapped electrum. He cleared his throat. "Sentinels! Today, today we rise! Today we will show the world what we're made of." The army began to cheer. "So who's with me?" Yells of approval echoed back at Kane. He landed and prepared his Soulcaster. He paused. He stared at it. It was no ordinary Fabrial. A Cryptic had been killed to make it. It didn't provide Illumination, but it did provide Soulcasting. He bowed his head in respect, then lifted it and transformed the last of the limestone into steel. In the background, his Sentinels cheered. Quin, in the form of a ribbon of light, floated down onto his shoulder. "When are you going to tell Adli?" "One day. But today is not that day. Today, the real war begins." *** Hello! The Sentinels are a military group, directly associated with TUBA, but ties with other guilds can be negotiated, of course. If you would like to join, swear an Oath. (At bottom of post) If you aren't convinced yet, here are some perks of joining! 1. A pay of 10 crysts per job you do 2. A cool coat, plus a matching helmet that can be summoned at will 3. A position in a fun group, and it there are no prerequisites! Other than being involved in the Alleyverse. We can be hired to guard things, no questions asked. You can buy weapons from us. Weapons and equipment available for sale: Our services require only a small amount of pay. Oath for joining: I, [insert name here], swear that as a Sentinel, I will honor my contracts, my superiors, and not get my coat dirty. I also have accepted the terms and conditions of becoming a Sentinel. My military duties as a Sentinel come before commercial duties, and I will not make unauthorized agreements without permission. I hereby swear this Oath with the intent of becoming a Sentinel.

Hello. Death here. Some recent occurrences have led me to believe that a new guild must rise, a guild to help the Alleyverse survive and grow, not stagnate and die. We are the protectors of the Alleyverse. The Guardians that protect the Alleyverse from irreperable damage. We are watchers on the wall. Guardians at the gate. Defenders of the dimension. I plan for this to be a non partisan guild, a place where great minds can cooperate no matter their allegiances. Anyone who swears the oaths will be considered and probably accepted. But do not fear guildless, you are also welcome. Each member shall receive a gift of Death, as well as training with the best. Pleaseppat below to join. The oath: I [insert name] swear to defend the Alleyverse. I shall not use my position here to betray others, but to help cultivate the Alleyverse, to assist with its growth. I pledge my loyalty to the fate of the Alleyverse, and am ready to give up life and limb to defend it. I am a watcher om the wall, a guardian at the gate, a cultivator of destiny.

We are The Informants. Our specialty is to get information from guilds and provide that information to those who Hired us. This is a public organization with secret members. If you would like to join, PM me your information, using the following template. I have seen a few spots where people have discussed getting informants from other clans, and decided to start a neutral clan, with that intention. PM title: Joining the informants I hereby declare, on oath, that I will keep my position within The Informants a secret, and I will work for whichever guild hires me, until I have provided as much information as possible to the employer. I will report the desired information to The Project leader, who will take care of all communications, thus keeping my identity as an informant a secret. I swear this to keep myself protected within the alleyverse, and to allow me to continue to be an efficient informant. I realize that If I reveal that I am an informant, it does not at all harm The Informants, but it may not make me as effective of an informant, and I no longer will have the protection of The Informants. Please let me know which guilds and clans you are currently part of, and which clans and guilds you would be and would not be willing to betray. I will keep your information secret and secure, so that no one else is able to view and no one will know if you are acting as a traitor Any other relevant information that you wish to include(Meta RP character, Info that you already know, that you would like to provide, etc...) GROUP PM Hiring an Informant Project leaders Please Note: This organization is available for hiring immediately, However, seeing as the organization is new, there are currently very few members. Hiring the informants too early may result in bad information. (For example, if you try to hire us, and I'm the only member, then when I try to infiltrate, the clan will know that I'm an informant, and will likely not give me the best information.

Hallo, I'm resurrecting this guild for mysterious purposes. If you want to join, PM me. Original post:

All those who enjoy Feruchemy and the many possible uses of it, this is the place for you. The purpose of this group is to spread the use itself. Kind of like the Dark Alley and the spread of Hemalurgy. When we see something good in the Creator's Corner, instead of offering them a spiked dessert, we give them something like a ring of Connection. For those who need a bit of a boost, give'em some Determination. Just PM me and I will add you. And don't be afraid to spread it in your own way. Member List: @Kaj , @Kidpen, @I think I am here., @The Forgetful Archivist , @MacThorstenson, @Keeper , @Gancho Libre , @ElephantEarwax, @Silva, @Ark1002, @Nohadon Metrologist: @The Forgetful Archivist Hemalurgic Crossover Specialist: @MacThorstenson Spiritwebology: @ElephantEarwax

Ah hello, wise internet-person. I see you have found... TBOP! ( THE BROTHERHOOD OF PRESERVATION, whose name must always be typed in capitol letters.) This organization is devoted purely to preservation, whether it be preservation of knowledge, life, or delicious jams and jellies. Okay. This is my plan for... THE PRESERVATION BROTHERHOOD, an offshoot of TUBA. Meetings will be called "Jam Sessions". Our Oaths of Preservation are: I will preserve what is right and eat what is left. I will never taint any preserves with anything that does not belong. I will never fill any jellied donuts with hemalurgic spikes. I will always eat preserved food when possible. Requirements: Must enjoy reading about Shallan and Kabsal's adventures with jam. Must state a favorite non-jam or -jelly preserved food (Could be from mix or can or MRE, etc.). A PM will be started, so if you want to join, just say the Oaths here and I will add you to the PM. Also, towards members of the DA whomst would like to join. Just because you are in the DA does not mean you are a heartless monster. If you are a heartless monster, you are most likely in the DA. The DA does not make soulless monsters, soulless monsters made the DA.