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TwiLyghtSansSparkles

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  1. Also according to Google, deep orange flames are usually around 1100 degrees celsius, so his fire should be hot enough to burn her blood. So there's no wibbly wobbly Epic physics protecting those darts?
  2. And there we go. Quota's first encounter with a dinosaur.
  3. A dinosaur. A sparking dinosaur. Quota knew they were in Portland. He knew they were alive and hungry and under the control of some Epic or other, some idiot professor whose name he couldn't recall. Having been a six-year-old once, he knew they were tall and scaly and usually ate meat. But there was a difference between knowing and seeing, and at that moment, Quota saw. He saw ridiculous feathers sprouting from huge, taut muscles. He saw luminous yellow eyes that stared at him the way he stared at a sobbing vanilla. He saw teeth. Big teeth. So many teeth. The dinosaur roared, sending the pink Epic on his back into a giggle fit. And Timeport... Timeport kept walking, oblivious to the enormous lizard that had just roared in his ear. He yammered on about the girls and the hunt and he didn't even notice. Calamity, Timeport, I thought you were smarter than this! The thought was there, but the words were not. Just as his throat was too dry to voice them, his brain was too addled to form the thought into something that couldn't be forced through his lips. Quota could only watch, trying and failing to make anything but a few squeaking noises; could only listen as the biggest idiot in Portland said something poetic about hope flickering instead of running for the hills like someone with a brain. Now he turned around, that same grin on his face. Ten minutes ago, it had been the cocky grin of a newborn Epic, a man who had just realized he was invincible. Now, it just looked dopey. "Oh come on guys, just because I won doesn't mean you can't be happy for me?" He lifted an eyebrow as the dinosaur drew closer. "What are you guys staring at?" There was another roar, another giggle fit and— —quick as thought— ​—the lizard dipped its head and bit Timeport in half and swallowed the pieces. Quota screamed. He didn't care that he was screaming. He didn't care it sounded like the cry of a four-year-old girl whose brother had just stuffed her Barbies in the blender. He didn't care that he was the one making it. He kept screaming as he dove for the bushes.
  4. Thanks, both of you. I don't blame him for trying to destroy my posts, though. I'm at the point where, in regards to his death scene, I'm considering and rejecting ideas based on how much pain they'll cause him, and I still haven't found a method painful enough to make it truly karmic.
  5. I just lost my post. YOU MADE ME LOSE MY POST QUOTA YOUR DEATH WILL NOT BE PLEASANT AND THE REWRITE WILL BE FAR MORE HUMILIATING
  6. It will be a difficult lesson, but one every slontze has to learn.
  7. Dead Quota is on its way, so I suppose desperate Quota will do for now.
  8. Who's up next for the Trifecta? Should I post something for Quota desperately diving for cover, or are Numnums and Neverthere up?
  9. I don't think this picture has ever been more relevant.
  10. That's awesome! I'm so happy you're getting a better job AND a trip to Wizarding London! Mine: I'm nearly done with school, my internship is going so well the director hinted that she wants me to apply for an opening with the system I'm interning with, and the WIP I'm writing is coming together nicely. I don't know if I'm ready to start writing yet or not, but I've recently changed the setting from near-future-post-apocalyptic-with-1940s-type-technology to straight 1940s alternate history, and it's feeling far more organic.
  11. No, but granted, he does have talent. And his code looks like this: 3W1Z0842A0FEFEFEBAB54A020007F4800MN183740104000060000000FF7FFF02107F3FCC004CB2 Accessories: 066CC66066CC66066CC66066CC664CCCCCC04E8FBAFFFF8C066CC662D1D1D10D1D1D12D1D1D1
  12. In our ongoing effort to completely ponify the world of fiction, I have created another pony. The speech balloon (or what's inside it, rather) may help you determine his identity.
  13. Dried cherries in Tabasco yogurt might not be too bad. I mean, it'd be really weird, but it might not be terrible. …and now for some reason I want the pickles my grandpa makes. He'll add chile peppers and garlic to the vinegar so the pickles are spicy and delicious. Only Timeport considers multiple deaths to be a problem. Everyone else considers them satisfying.
  14. There's no chance of Funtimes sneaking some Tabasco into Lightwards' resurrection yogurt, no, no chance at all. Why would it be a problem?
  15. Ah, but it won't be a show unless Timeport is eaten multiple times.
  16. Agreed. Part of me now wishes I had given Quota a PI so I could have him receive some karma courtesy of Numnums….but then I remembered he's already awful enough as it is.
  17. The only quibble I have is that the words "and then Timeport died" were not included….but they would've felt out of place anyway.
  18. Please answer some Reckoners AMA questions, Mr. Sanderson! I'll bake you brownies! :(

  19. Trapping Prof in his house. By toilet paper. Not cool, Steelheart. That's what I thought, too—though I find it interesting that he took the time before his Rending to find clothes that fit and don a black-and-silver cape. Maybe the irrational part of his Rending was raiding a Big and Tall clothing store?
  20. His Rending was so powerful it also unlocked College Sophomore Mode, apparently.
  21. I'm now imagining a dinosaur opening his mouth and swallowing the blood darts, licking his lips before unleashing a primal roar. Backtrack's use of the word "kitty" will definitely make her raise an eyebrow, and if you want her to tell Backtrack to be careful and for Game to stay near a radio in case Arsenal decides he needs Backtrack, you can go ahead.
  22. The whole reason clickbait works is because it sounds awesome. Although this is a very good point, and probably more likely than what I'm about to say….I still choose to believe that his Rending was so powerful it activated a one-time Ninja Mode, allowing him to steal, kill, and destroy without ever being seen. I choose to believe this because the mental image of Ninja!Steelheart smashing a single-family home and tiptoeing into the night while going "Heeheehee" under his breath is morbidly amusing.
  23. Epic Name: Photoshop Primary Power: Altering film in any way he chooses, rendering the finished product indistinguishable from the unaltered film. He makes people who can "tell Photoshops by the pixels, and I've seen a few 'shops in my day" weep uncontrollably. Secondary Power: Altering photos. Modus Operandi: Apart from one instance where he altered security camera footage for Regalia, Photoshop has used his powers entirely to alter photos and videos of beautiful women to make them impossibly beautiful. Rumor has it that he does this at the behest of Revlon and L'Oreal, two powerful Epics who wish to maintain their lucrative beauty product business even in a post-apocalyptic world where women have better things to do than fix their hair. Photoshop's alterations uphold ridiculous beauty standards that compel women to buy Revlon and L'Oreal's products "because they're worth it." Should this rumor of Photoshop's involvement prove correct, it would explain why all women in post-apocalyptic films and TV shows have perfect hair and no visible facial blemishes.
  24. That was my thinking, but the darts themselves are a more immediate concern. If her control over them renders them indestructible or something, the Unicyclist will need to either think of something else, or get bored with those three and unicycle off to destroy the rest of the MoNA. Is there anything she should talk to him about? Maybe tell him to be good so the nice doctor will give him a lollypop stay where he is until given further instructions?
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