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I actually skipped Elantris because the paperback had a cheap, dime-store-type cover. Then I read Steelheart on the strength of the blurb alone and absolutely loved it, which led me to overlook the less-than-appealing covers of some of Sanderson's other works.

To me, vampires are just glorified mosquitoes. So a vampire romance may as well be a sentient mosquito romance.

My reading list gets longer the more time I spend on this site.

No idea. But I assume they're cool.

I'm a Stormwarden now. Stormwardens are cool.

When it comes to books, I usually don't even look at the author's name or picture, unless it's one I already like. First thing: Cover. If the cover is pretty or eye-catching, I'll move toward it. Second thing: Title. If it has an intriguing title, I'll open to the dust jacket or turn to the back cover to read the summary. Third thing: Summary. This is the most important factor of all. I can usually tell from the summary if the book is what I'm looking for. If the first few sentences describe a pretty girl, her two love interests, and some paranormal stuff hastily tacked on, I'll skip; but if the summary promises something unexpected, like a city ruled by Evil Superman, I'll read the first few pages. Fourth thing: Opening pages. I can usually tell from the opening pages whether or not the writing is decent. If it's amateurishly written, I'll usually put it down, but if the writing is good I'll keep going. I've noticed that I do tend to read more fantasy by male authors, but for that I blame the current market. It seems as though every fantasy written by a woman these days has a "plain but pretty" protagonist and a love triangle with two bare-chested hunks shoehorned in. I'm honestly not sure why, because a good deal of those books would have worked with one love interest or none at all, but I suspect it has something to do with publishers and Twilight's popularity; it made them think that love triangles are necessary to gain someone's interest. Male authors, on the other hand, seem to have more freedom in deciding what goes into their stories.

I've kept up with every post for the last three pages and I still have no idea what's going on.

PONIFY ALL THE GUILDS!!!!

"HeLLo, DOCtor. IS your ReFrIgErAtOr rUnNinG?" "You know very well that the TARDIS doesn't have a refrigerator!" "ThEn YoU'D bETTer Go—CuRsE yOu, DOCtor!"

Why? Because your opponents are all scared speechless?

Scorch was already speeding off on his bike. He longed to dart ahead of Altermind, reach downtown a good fifteen minutes before he did, and take care of that new Epic himself. Fifteen minutes was all he'd need. Storms, he could do it in ten, if he had surprise on his side. He savored the thought of roasting the new Epic for a moment before crushing it. He had to focus. Altermind was his ticket to the new Epic, and he wouldn't make it there without him. Wind whipped through his clothes as the bike carried him past the border. An Epic who could make kittens appear….what would he be like? Strong, probably, with that same dismissive air Altermind liked to carry. "Oh, a fire Epic? I've never had much trouble from them," he would say. I'll prove you wrong, buddy, Scorch thought with a smirk.

I see your duster and raise you this.

"Wha—but—Boss, you can't go!" Scorch knew he sounded like a petulant child, but he didn't care. If Altermind met the kitten conjurer alone, chances were good there would be a new favorite member of his security team. It had happened with Flashpoint. He raked a hand through his hair, pacing. "You can't go alone. He might poof up a tank or a T-Rex or something. You need someone there to burn 'em."

Does someone want an awesome duster contest?

'Tis all right. It happens.

A kitchen full of evil Allomancers. *flees*

0.o Well, between the waffles and the tuna salad, at least we'll have plenty of Allomancers to ward off any new culinary developments....

A very sweet elderly woman who apparently lost her taste buds somewhere along the line. There were grapes in it, too. Chopped grapes in tuna salad, all covered in whipped cream and sprinkles. Not the best thing to bless your church with, but I guess it's the thought that counts.

This is true. Grilled brown things are almost always delicious. I say "almost" because there is usually an exception. I learned this the hard way at a church potluck. I assumed that things with sprinkles on top would be delicious and sweet, but I didn't think anyone would put sprinkles and whipped cream on top of a tuna salad. Live and learn.

It is delicious, that's what it is.

People were never meant to be puppets. We have free will for a reason. And the thing about having your emotions manipulated, or even your will controlled, is that one of two things will happen to the person being manipulated/controlled. 1. They will become docile, unable or unwilling to trust their own judgment and highly likely to become catatonic or panicky once their freedom is returned to them. 2. They will become stubborn and do the exact opposite of what they have been told to do once they are free, will turn and attack the person who controlled them, or both. As Swimmingly and Shaggai have said much more eloquently than I have, once you no longer have control of the populace, you'll be left with a mix of catatonic/panicky people and angry, violent ones. Which kind of defeats the purpose of your new world order.

And I, Duke Slimy, offer you yak meat. I trust my point is clear.

And malevolent.

Kobold, would you please stop posting empty spoiler tags? It is seriously annoying to open one and see NOTHING!

Eh, if it does, it'll just regenerate with a different title and OP. I think Billie Piper (Rose Tyler) would be a good choice, but only because of the reason I think it could work. What I see happening is that, during this regeneration or the next one, the Doctor does some awful things. He becomes colder, more calculating, more alien and less human-like. As he nears the end of his life, he remembers his old companions—and as he dies, he recalls the one who made him into a better man. The one whose sweetness made a Dalek slightly more human. So, as he regenerates, he chooses Rose's face in hopes that he can take on some of her personality traits and perhaps change what is becoming an increasingly dark course. That, I think, would be a compelling storyline, and a good excuse to make the Doctor female without turning it into a gimmick.