People you wouldn't want to meet in a dark alley

[the winter system]

"Agreed." Winter stretched. "I feel insane. I feel like my head's going to explode from Alley-Exposure."

[Voidus]

So Slowswift, is there any area in particular that interests you?

[+Slowswift he/him]

Areas, as in like roleplaying? 'Cause I'm mostly just here to pick up a thing or two about hemalurgy and spiked cookies. 

Edited February 10, 2015 by Slowswift

[the winter system]

Areas as areas about Hemalurgy research.

[TheSilverDragon he/him]

I have a question about hemalurgy, and I thought this would be the best place to go, even though I disprove of your practices. So you know how when you spike someone, and some of the power is lost? Where does that power go? Is it just gone or could you get it back some how?

[Voidus]

I have a question about hemalurgy, and I thought this would be the best place to go, even though I disprove of your practices. So you know how when you spike someone, and some of the power is lost? Where does that power go? Is it just gone or could you get it back some how?

Wherever it normally goes when someone dies, Hemalurgy is an end-negative art so no barring WoB I'd say there's no way to get it back. Atium can be used to prevent it decaying as much but it'll still decay at least a little.

[the winter system]

Winter felt all the rest of Feruchemy's abilities enter. She grabbed a box of metal minds after.

[Fatebreaker he/him]

The Stranger watched it all on the screen on his pocket-toaster. He shook his head as he watched the test-subject make a mess of her accommodations. Some folks had no manners these days. He wondered briefly if manners could be gained via Hemalurgy, then dismissed the thought. Even Science had it limits. No, manners had to be taught. Generally with the aid of percussive teaching implements.

 

The picture on the screen fuzzed briefly, and a slice of toast popped out of the device in his hand. He caught it and proceeded to munch as he contemplated the situation. Her lycanthropic abilities apparently had come with some unexpected side-effects. He needed to take a closer look. He pulled a slice of bread from his pocket and put it in the toaster, setting the dial to crisp. The picture switched to the psychowavelength spectrum and told him something very interesting. There were two sets of thoughts coming from the test subject. How interesting. There were only a few possibilities of what that could be, but he had a hunch.

 

The Stranger turned the dial on the toaster to crunchy, but nothing showed up. Nope, not possession then. He turned the dial up to Burned. And there it was. An Essence Spike.  So that was where it had gone. It explained alot, but only if you had the data. The stranger was about to go into the room, when he noticed several of the denizens leaving with the test-subject. They left the DA premises and went into a bar, presumably to relax her and get her out of her aggravated state. The Stranger wondered if this was against any codes, but then remembered that the only code was that codes were irrelevant. 

 

He grinned.

Let them have their fun, I'll tell them when they get back. I'm sure it'll be a wonderful surprise.

He turned to a workbench and began fiddling with a strange device with tubes coming out of it.

He whistled a merry tune, and without looking stuck out his hand as the toaster forcefully ejected the toast, sending the piece of charred bread flying through the air and into his waiting hand.

They would be back. And he would be waiting to tell them the news.

Edited February 16, 2015 by Fatebreaker

[ostrichofevil he/him]

Maleril pulled the large nickel Spike from the Elantrian's thigh.  Aten had been a fine Elantrian, but his Investiture would serve a greater purpose.  The man would even be spared; the Thigh was a non-fatal bondpoint.

 

"Why?" Aten yelled.  "Please, Devotion, stay with me.  I was picked by the Shao—AAAAGH!"

 

The glow in his skin and hair turned red, then faded.  He was no longer an Elantrian.

[A Joe in the Bush]

Just popping in to tell you that the Phrase "You're one smart Cookie" really creeps me out Now.

 

Carry on.

Edited February 18, 2015 by The Only Joe

[Redbird he/him]

Well, you're welcome then.

 

Note to self: awaken cookie with the command be smart.

Edited February 18, 2015 by Redbird3000

[18th Shard he/him]

So, uh, Fatebreaker,

a ) how did we lose an Essence Spike,

b ) how did it get in Winter,

c ) and by Essence Spike, I assume your referring to the combination of Forgery and Hemalurgy in Alley [redacted],

and d ) what future developments can be developed?

 

Nice poem, by the way. For every one else, here it is:

We do what we must

because no one else will.

We sacrifice ourselves,

To offer the Worlds Eternity.

 

Perfection is a myth,

But understanding elevates.

Success or failure,

It's all useful data.

 

We use one spark,

to ignite an endless flame.

Death is a mountain

We conquer with Science.

 

You don't have to like us,

We're different and strange.

Science is a misunderstood art,

That we craft for The Future.

 

Would you like a Cookie?

Edited February 18, 2015 by 18th Shard

[Kipper he/him]

I was working on the abovementioned combo spike in Alley [REDACTED], but I don't know how Winter got it.

[Fatebreaker he/him]

Actually, no, the Essence Spike was my doing. I'll take responsibility for this one, though I appreciate that Snoopy.

a.) Not so much lost as misplaced.

b.) she was in the wrong place at the wrong time

c.) It's along those lines yes. I'll further explain it all when the test subject returns, as she should be aware of her situation and the options she has.

d.) The Possibilities are Endless...

[Kipper he/him]

Voidus, I thought I asked that Forgery/Hemalurgy be added to my specialties, but perhaps you missed it.

[Fatebreaker he/him]

No,no, you're very right. Inspired me in fact. but this is something more than just the merging of magic and science.

This is something we had only hoped was possible.

Edited February 19, 2015 by Fatebreaker

[Cheese United he/him]

No,no, you're very right. Inspired me in fact. but this is something more than just the merging of magic and science.

This is something we had only hoped was possible.

A food better than pizza?

[Fatebreaker he/him]

 nah, we already had steak.

[Kipper he/him]

And barbecued chicken. And Nutella.

[mail-mi he/him]

Still Alive: Dark Alley:

 

You are a triumph.

We’re making a note here:

HUGE SUCCESS.

It's hard to overstate our satisfaction.

Oh the Dark Alley.

We do what we must because we can.

For the good of all of us

Except the ones who are dead.

But there's no sense crying over your brother Mike.

You just keep on trying till you run out of spikes.

Hemalurgy gets done and you make a Metalborn.

Of the people who are still alive.

You shouldn’t be angry.

It only effected a couple men.

And, of course, we broke their Webs and killed them.

And tore Webs to pieces.

And put every piece into a spike.

And as we put them in, it hurt because

You are becoming so great!

Now these points of data make a beautiful line.

And we're in Alley Beta, we’re releasing you on time.

So be GLaD you got spiked

Think of how much you’ll be liked

By the people who are still alive.

Go ahead and leave us.

We really prefer to stay in here.

Jump away and find someone to help you.

Maybe Preservation...

THAT WAS A JOKE. Haha. FAT CHANCE.

Anyway, this cookie’s great.

It's so chocolaty and soft.

Look at us still talking when there's Science to do.

When we look out there it makes us so GLaD for you.

We've experiments to run, there is research to be done

On the people who are still alive

And believe me we are still alive.

We’re doing science and we’re still alive.

We’re stocking spikes and we are still alive.

We’ll get test subjects while we’re still alive.

And when there’s no more we’ll be still alive.

Still alive

Still alive

Edited February 20, 2015 by mail-mi

[Queen Elsa Steelheart she/her]

Still Alive: Dark Alley:

 

You are a triumph.

We’re making a note here:

HUGE SUCCESS.

It's hard to overstate our satisfaction.

Oh the Dark Alley.

We do what we must because we can.

For the good of all of us

Except the ones who are dead.

But there's no sense crying over your brother Mike.

You just keep on trying till you run out of spikes.

Hemalurgy gets done and you make a Metalborn.

Of the people who are still alive.

You shouldn’t be angry.

It only effected a couple men.

And, of course, we broke their Webs and killed them.

And tore Webs to pieces.

And put every piece into a spike.

And as we put them in, it hurt because

You are becoming so great!

Now these points of data make a beautiful line.

And we're in Alley Beta, we’re releasing you on time.

So be GLaD you got spiked

Think of how much you’ll be liked

By the people who are still alive.

Go ahead and leave us.

We really prefer to stay in here.

Jump away and find someone to help you.

Maybe Preservation...

THAT WAS A JOKE. Haha. FAT CHANCE.

Anyway, this cookie’s great.

It's so chocolaty and soft.

Look at us still talking when there's Science to do.

When we look out there it makes us so GLaD for you.

We've experiments to run, there is research to be done

On the people who are still alive

And believe me we are still alive.

We’re doing science and we’re still alive.

We’re stocking spikes and we are still alive.

We’ll get test subjects while we’re still alive.

And when there’s no more we’ll be still alive.

Still alive

Still alive

 

I can just imagine this as a rock song

[the winter system]

Haven't you ever heard the end somg to Portal?

[Queen Elsa Steelheart she/her]

Haven't you ever heard the end somg to Portal?

 

Nope. Good song?

[mail-mi he/him]

Nope. Good song?

 

[ostrichofevil he/him]

Lady Eris EsNaan, Chromium Compounder, stepped into the Alley.  Her friend Maleril had told her about this place, but she had never visited before.  Not intending to be ambushed by a hostile Allomancer, she burned Chromium, sending her anti-metal waves all around.

"Hey!  My Atium!" yelled one unfortunate Seer.  "Two-hundred thousand boxings, gone just like that…"

"Sorry!" Eris replied, Compounding Chromium, "Reach into your nearest bag without looking."

"Oooh!  Three million boxings!  How did those get there?"

Eris was laughing too hard to hear.

 

Eric planned to make a very special Spike.  Compounding Chromium, she looked behind her.  Sure enough, there was a handsome Shardbearer (Chromium really was useful).  She stepped outside, holding a small Atium Spike.   Before the Shardbearer could say anything, the Spike was in and out of his elbow.

 

"Yay!  Free Shardblade!"