Kobold King

I think it's hilarious that they think their puny little Vashikaran magic can stand against the might of spiked cookies.

I'm currently trying out eyelashes-free Lightwards at the moment--I've saved all the others in case I decide to use them in the future. Doesn't David say in the novel that the Reckoners only target High Epics?

Buy, because seeing Brandon Sanderson tackle a brand of steampunk would be too awesome for words. There will be an interlude scene written from the point of view of a shellbeast--likely a whitespine or a chasmfiend.

I'd adopt her. I haven't had people leer at me in Walmart, but I've seen people who looked likely to leer at women in Walmart. Do they count? Anyway, I'm considering changing my profile picture. Here are the four options I'm bouncing between at the moment. Anyone want to help me choose?

Can we have an Epic whose power is making people die ugly and alone? Lucentia is an utterly detestable person. So is Nighthound, but Nighthound's the over-the-top kind of psychopath that you know exists, but don't know personally. I think we all know a Lucentia or two, though. I love Pokerface. Seeing him in action will be very interesting--if he tells a lie that's completely ridiculous like "I'm from Mars," would someone be able to reason through it even though they don't specifically know for sure he's lying?

My sympathies to people here who actually have problems and annoyances that plague them. This isn't so much a problem as a concern. I have a porch covered in young kittens that are roaming increasingly far from the house. I live in a fairly rural part of Texas, however, and a roaming coyote is passing through the area right now. The dominant pack of coyotes in the area is remarkably well-mannered and doesn't come up close to human habitations, but young males with a nomadic lifestyle occasionally roam through. These individuals seldom have a fear of humans instilled in them, and every time one has passed by before, I have lost a cat to it. So yeah. Carry on, ye who have actual problems and aren't just incurable worrywarts.

It wouldn't be the best possible thing for them if they wind up bringing down the Museum and causing their re-deaths. The fundamental problem with that statement is that Lucentia is always condescending.

In that case, I have no idea. Though there's a very real chance that if Murphy visits the MoNA, the raptors will break loose from Lightwards' control, run rampant through the Museum for a while, and ultimately cause the Museum to plummet from the sky, killing everything within.

Murphy is making my head hurt. I was under the perhaps unfounded impression that his powers only activated if you were working against him in some way. So Lightwards could raise Warriors to attack him, but they'd all trip or shoot themselves by mistake when they tried to hurt him.

OK, so here are my thoughts on the first three episodes of Capaldi's era. As they are the first three episodes of his era, I dwell rather inordinately on how I perceive his characterization and the show's shifting tone. I try to cover the actual plots of the episodes, but my own rants and ravings tend to overshadow the rest. Each set of rants and ravings contain information on the plot and outcome of the episodes, so be sure to heed the wise words of River Song: "Careful, sweetie. Spoilers." Deep Breath Into the Dalek Robots of Sherwood

Thank ye kindly. EDIT: This was supposed to be an edit. I don't know how it became a double post so PLEASE DON'T BAN MEEEE!

Oh? It's just a reference to Lucentia having a sparkling hand. There's no meta-reference.

My limited experience indicates that flowchart is a clear depiction of the reality of that man's brain. Looking forward to the continuation of Nathan's character development. And if you could post Saccharine's cutie mark as well, that would be great. * falls asleep at keyboard *

That Salvadore Dali painting is terrifying. I think he has seven Warriors in the Museum, and another five down below in the old clothing shop. I'll take a full inventory tomorrow when I'm not so tired. Thanks for the Saccharine code, and good night.

Buy. He will be described within the novel as having fought a week-long duel with an Epic called King Kobold. (A guy can dream, can't he? )

Word cannot describe how much this terrifies me. This picture, on the other hand, is quite apt. EDIT: TwiLyght, do you still have the Saccharine pony code?

Ooh, buy. Bonus points if it's a Radiant we've already seen. There will be an Epic based off of Peter Ahlstrom.

Revolution, unexpectedly enough, pulled Sam and Remington into a tight embrace. "Just relax," the hippie said, beaming at the Unicyclist. "Funtimes is taking care of things, and eventually she'll get bored enough to let us get away. Then you can all visit where I live. We'll all be laughing our heads off over this and eating fresh summer squash." Sam smiled, letting herself cheer up. Revolution's home must be a nice place--anywhere where you could feast on fresh vegetables and freely laugh at Epics was all right in her book. Then Remington spoke up. "She gave you a chainsaw," in a comforting voice. "Gave me a gun. Ever met an Epic who'd arm you and say 'Go to town'?" Yes. Yes I have. She got brief glimpses of gunfire, of that supernal glow. Of those falling corpses and that terrible stare. She repressed the memories and gave a shaky smile directed above. "Yeah, I suppose you're both right," she said. "At any rate, she's better than Lightwards the Leprechaun or Twilight Sparkle up there." . The blindfolded Epic jumped straight to the point. "I am called Sightline," he said bluntly. "You already know Voidgaze, you two met last night. We're here on behalf of Altermind and Thoughttown. Now, I heard you mention you had a teleporter in your Employ. I would like to talk with him." "Expediency," Lightwards proclaimed, raising a finger and pointing at the Epic. "I like expediency from my allies. The teleporter, sadly, is not a paradigm of expediency--I'm still waiting for him and his lover to show up." He noticed a human Warrior sitting on a damp bench. He looked like as if the jungle had simply grown up around him. That was actually quite a probable explanation for his position. Lightwards pointed at the Warrior. "You. Simon Regway, was it? Find the old kitchens and pull out some tea for our visitors." The Warrior nodded slowly and headed into the jungle, plodding through thick vegetation with no care for thorns or brambles. Voidgaze took a white robe from her companion and slipped it on. Her eyes were wide, taking in the dinosaurs and the jungle landscape. She at least seemed properly impressed. You have a very nice place," she blurted, turning to face him. Lightwards smiled at her. "I do, don't I?" he replied, feeling smug. "It's only fitting that the finest empire in Portland be established in this jewel of a museum. I'd be glad to give the pair of you a tour--if we kill some time, maybe I can introduce you to my less expedient allies." He turned to face Sightline, staring into that dark blindfold of his. "You brought those maps with you, correct?"

When I was four I deliberately shoved a puzzle piece inside of an air vent where nobody ever found it. Six years later I burst into tears and confessed of of my sin. #reasons-i'd-make-a-terrible-supervillain The weirdness contest is too much for me... why don't we have a tooth-pulling contest instead?

True but somewhat unrelated story: I spent much of my youth under the impression that Al Capone was behind the 9/11 catastrophe. The subtle distinction between Al Capone and Al-Qaeda was not one my sugar-addled mind could cope with. Moving away from my crippling intellectual failings, here's Grace Coolidge with her pet raccoon. EDIT: I did create a thread for downvoting me, but the day I stop spewing quips, one-liners, and hilarious photos of Calvin Coolidge is the day I put my hand in that crazed raccoon's mouth.

If open sadness won't make you change your brazen ways, then we'll just let President Coolidge give you his patented "quiet judgement" look.

I wonder what kind of unruly behavior you'll start displaying once you hit the Roaring Twenties. You might have alcohol, or God forbid--show your ankles in public. * shudders *

Even with all the other powers, I don't think I could take the Human Aviary seriously. "MUAHAHA! I have overpowered a teenage girl in a fight to the death! Even with my thousands of years of experience versus her few months, and despite the fact that I've killed enough people by now to make this a regular occurrence, I still feel the need to pause and tell you just how small and insignificant you are. Because I'm just that kind of person." (I actually love Mistborn and this is very good natured teasing.)

You could say that, yes. Finding songs for Sam and Revolution is proving more difficult than I'd anticipated. I'm considering this for Revolution, since she seems to be a little more cheery then the angst-ridden Sam and Remington. Any suggestions?