Grey Knight Posted September 15, 2015 Posted September 15, 2015 "That's not a book- I mean, food," Thow said. "Stupid language. That's a book, ParadoxSpren." 1
The Honor Spren she/her Posted September 28, 2015 Posted September 28, 2015 "Be on the look out for a blue box! Time travelers are everywhere. . . " 1
Mistrunner Posted September 29, 2015 Author Posted September 29, 2015 "Be on the look out for a blue box! Time travelers are everywhere. . . " Mistrunner pops up. "Yes! And aliens. One must always be wary. Fortunately, I made a hat. It isn't full protection, being made from straw instead of aluminum foil, but it's worked for me in the past." She flops a floppy flop of a hat onto her head and grins madly. 1
The Honor Spren she/her Posted September 29, 2015 Posted September 29, 2015 (edited) Mistrunner pops up. "Yes! And aliens. One must always be wary. Fortunately, I made a hat. It isn't full protection, being made from straw instead of aluminum foil, but it's worked for me in the past." She flops a floppy flop of a hat onto her head and grins madly."Ooh! Ooh!" Maggie jumps up and down, hand raised. "Can I have one? They might not work as well for aliens, but they could help with Gaks, which are nearly as bad, you know." She nods sagely, an effect slightly diminished by the crumbs of a Shallan bookie all over her face. (Innocent with undertones of dark secrets) Edited September 29, 2015 by The Honor Spren 1
Grey Knight Posted September 30, 2015 Posted September 30, 2015 (edited) Thow scratches his head. "I'm... not sure if I should be offended or not." Edited September 30, 2015 by The Potato 1
The Honor Spren she/her Posted October 1, 2015 Posted October 1, 2015 Thow scratches his head. "I'm... not sure if I should be offended or not." Maggie peeks out her head from behind a stack of books, new straw hat firmly in place. "Why would you be offended?" She looks around and quietly whispers, "Did I eat your bookie?" 1
Grey Knight Posted October 1, 2015 Posted October 1, 2015 "Exactly. I just... feel... like that should offend me. No idea why." 1
Mistrunner Posted October 2, 2015 Author Posted October 2, 2015 "Exactly. I just... feel... like that should offend me. No idea why." "Have a Lopen bookie. It makes you almost impossible to offend for upwards of half an hour after eating." 2
The Honor Spren she/her Posted October 2, 2015 Posted October 2, 2015 "Have a Lopen bookie. It makes you almost impossible to offend for upwards of half an hour after eating."Maggie chimes in, "Or you could have a horneater princess bookie! It will make you very offend and give you an urge to steal all of the boots you can find!" 2
+Slowswift Posted October 2, 2015 Posted October 2, 2015 A pile of books shifts in the corner, and a tired-looking face appears. "Hum? I miss something?" 1
Mistrunner Posted October 2, 2015 Author Posted October 2, 2015 A pile of books shifts in the corner, and a tired-looking face appears. "Hum? I miss something?" Mistrunner clears her throat and reaches for her crown, promptly remembering that she does not in fact own one. "A bit, honestly. Maggie and I were just discussing a few flavors of bookie, if you were wondering."
Amrynn he/him Posted October 2, 2015 Posted October 2, 2015 Amrynn looked up from "The Hero of Ages" (he was frustratingly close to the end, but couldn't find time/was too lazy to pick it up). "On the topic of bookies, a Jasnah-flavored one might do the trick." He suggested, "It makes you uncaring, if a bit cold, to others' opinions of you for about a half hour. Side effects include an obsessive and stern personality." He picked up one for himself, nibbling on it slowly. "We should really make a list of flavors for a bunch of Cosmere characters." 1
Grey Knight Posted October 2, 2015 Posted October 2, 2015 "I'll take a Lopen bookie. That sounds nice." Thow leans in close to Summer, and whispers, "I honestly have no idea. It's usually best to just nod and agree with people if you don't understand them." 2
The Honor Spren she/her Posted October 2, 2015 Posted October 2, 2015 What is a bookie?Maggie gasps. "You don't know what a bookie is??"She whips out her new iPhone and begins scrolling through the role play furiously. "Found it!" "Want some bookies? They're like cookies, but shaped like books. And they taste like characters. See, that one's a Kaladin. It tastes somewhat like feelings of inadequacy mixed with pure awesomeness!" She sinks back into her chair, feeling awkward. "Er, if you want some, they're on that table." "Does that help, Summer?" 2
Amrynn he/him Posted October 2, 2015 Posted October 2, 2015 (edited) "They seem the be the only cookies around here that aren't filled to the brim with spikes, spheres, or metalminds." Amrynn remarked. Fi sat on his shoulder. "Well, would you really complain that much if you got some free stormlight or, oh I don't know, ALLOMANTIC POWERS with your delicious treat?" "Stormlight, maybe not, but I'd rather not be susceptible to control by a destructive shard of the universe." He said. "But maybe that's just me." Edited October 4, 2015 by Amrynn 1
Curiosity he/him Posted October 3, 2015 Posted October 3, 2015 A knock came at the door. A dark-haired man lugged a bulky package across the floor, his cloak trailing chocolate shavings. He cleared his throat. "Delivery of assorted 'bookies'," he said. With some uncertainty, he added, "For the spreniest spren who ever sprenned at the Halls of Awkward?" The awkwardness fell again. "I guess this is the right place. Just be sensible with these. One guy I know almost choked to death on the Sadeas one." More chocolate shavings fluttered in the air as the box thudded to the ground and the figure disappeared with a faint twang. The alluring lettering on the side of the package proclaimed: Try our new Lift flavor! The awesomeness is so pure you'll belch rainbows! 4
The Honor Spren she/her Posted October 3, 2015 Posted October 3, 2015 Maggie jumps up right before the mysterious deliverer disappears. "The sprenniest spren to ever spren? That's me!" She hurries to the crate so quickly that her straw hat almost comes off. "Let's see," she mutters, taking individual bags out of the box and sniffing each one, "Lift, They do smell awesome! Elend, Ooh nerdy with a flair of leadership? Amaram . . ." Maggie grimaces, "Can someone throw these out? They smell like they've gone moldy." After looking through the entire box, she picks up the whole thing and dumps them all onto the table. (It is a very large table.) 1
Amrynn he/him Posted October 4, 2015 Posted October 4, 2015 (edited) Amrynn approaches the table eagerly. "Wow! That's a large shipment of bookies!" He observed the large stack, deciphering what flavors they might be. "Scholarly, but with very strong self doubt just beneath the surface. That must be Sazed." Fi flitted over to the table, hovering just above the massive pile of treats. "Subtle, easy to miss, but very complex when you look closer. Hmm, probably Renarin." She muttered, "Uh-oh, this one's covered in poison. Looks like we've gotten a couple of Kabsal..." Amrynn tentatively tok a bit of one, ponering the taste. "It's really difficult to decipher at first, but is quite nice once you get through it. That one's definitely Spook." Edited October 4, 2015 by Amrynn 2
+Slowswift Posted October 4, 2015 Posted October 4, 2015 Sadly, the allure of delicious bookies did not have any affect on Slowswift. He disappeared back under the pile of books. 1
Mistrunner Posted October 4, 2015 Author Posted October 4, 2015 Sadly, the allure of delicious bookies did not have any affect on Slowswift. He disappeared back under the pile of books. Mistrunner sends her condolences to Slowswift who is uninterested in book-related food. Speaking of such... "MY CHOUTA!" She jumped up and ran into the kitchen, where the faint smell of burning soulcast meat hung in the air. 1
+Slowswift Posted October 4, 2015 Posted October 4, 2015 "May... Maybe next time, then..." Slowswift's voice is muffled by the books and his own fatigue. Zzz... *dreams of bookies and chouta*
Grey Knight Posted October 6, 2015 Posted October 6, 2015 NO. Thow threw a potato at the Ruin and Devotion bookies. When the potato hit the bookies, it exploded, vaporizing them.
Grey Knight Posted October 6, 2015 Posted October 6, 2015 Thow threw a potato at the bookie, knocking it out of Summer's hand. The potato spun in the air, then fell on the package. It turned into a vortex, swallowing the box whole. The vortex then disappeared. 1
Mistrunner Posted October 7, 2015 Author Posted October 7, 2015 "THE BOOKIES!" Mistrunner screams into the void, eyes full of sorrow and loss. A few seconds later, she shrugs and sits back. "I can go make some more, if you want. Who's up for some Alcatraz bookies? They always break, though..." she mutters as the leaps off her chair and heads into the kitchen. 1
The Honor Spren she/her Posted October 8, 2015 Posted October 8, 2015 "While your at it," calls Maggie, "could you do some Grandpa Smedry? I can wait. A long time." Opal whirls back, looking dejected. "I couldn't find any blue boxes. If there was a time traveler here, it wasn't the Doctor." 1
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