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But Allomancers burning a Feruchemically charged metal will only get the Allomantic power out of it (WoB that's out there somewhere). Unless, as is stated in the linked theories, their Identity has been messed with somehow. So, strip away Miles's Feruchemy and he becomes an ordinary Allomancer with access to only the Allomantic side of the power.
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But we know that spiking steals the power itself, which should include the ability to tap reserves of that power. Sorry, I must respectfully disagree; I am convinced that if you spike away Miles's Feruchemy, he dies without even the slightest bit of pining for the fjords.
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The potential flaw in this theory is that if his Feruchemy were spiked away, he would no longer possess his affinity for his own stored attributes; the spiking actually removes the piece of his soul that is bound up in his Identity as a Feruchemist. At that point, he may well become an ordinary Allomancer and only be able to access the standard Allomantic gold. If this is the case, then spiking an Investiture away also removes the target's ability to use that Investiture. So spiking Miles's Feruchemy would very likely just kill him.
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Heh. It's an idea that occurred while I was making a chainmail shirt for another costume. What if....the X-Men were costumed like they were in a D&D world? Jean Grey was an obvious choice, as I've got the long, red hair and I hate wearing wigs. (And I'm blessed with genetics that keep me looking about 10 years younger than I am, so I've still got some superhero cosplay life left in me. It looks arrogant to type out like that, but dangnabbit, I suffered throughout my early adulthood being mistaken for a high schooler all the time; now it's time to reap the benefits!) I've knitted the gauntlets already; worked the scale mail right into the yarn. I've got plans of sewing scales onto a fully boned corset (making the grid for that is going to be a pain), chainmail to attached to the corset top to go up over the chest and neck, scale pauldrons, faux leather leg armor pieces....yeah, it's a bit nuts. I intend to have it completed by next year's Costume Con when it's close enough to drive to. Between that and having World Con here at home, 2016 is going to be a big convention year for me.
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Given what the annotations say about Wayne's character creation origins, I think this is actually a surprisingly likely scenario.
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I know that sewing machines can seem intimidating at first, but don't fear them! Every cosplayer has to start somewhere. If you're at all interested in learning, I'd recommend starting with Simplicity patterns; they're usually pretty easy to follow. But don't fear trying something new! (Just don't practice on the good fabric! ) Arglebargle. That...show filmed at one of my local cons a couple of years back. I kind of hate the fact that this show has become the public face of cosplay. Just from A ) knowing what actually happened, and B ) how they edited the footage to make our local people look like jerks, I can attest to the fact that the producers are terrible, terrible people. Maybe the actual professional costumers are OK, but the producers can go sit in a bucket and rust. Do. Not. Give me. More. Ideas. I don't neeeeed them! I've already got two Alloy of Law-era costume ideas percolating, and am working on an armored Jean Grey costume. Stop!
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Having a Bad Day? Stop here for a Good Rant!
Kaymyth replied to traceria's topic in General Discussion
What's been driving me nuts lately (i.e., for about the last year) is a particular corporate client who is now also a competitor. We're dumping them as a client as soon as we can, but it's to the point where I want to decorate the end date on the calendar with shiny stars and sparklies and things and throw a gorramed office party when the day finally comes. But the really awesome thing about all of it is that they keep doing these weird things, and we are constantly having moments of, "Wait, are they attempting more shenanigans? Or is this just them being incompetent again?" I keep my spirits up by imagining them in their office building, trundling along in little clown bumper cars and bouncing off of each other while Yakity Sax plays in the background. -
My religion's a bit off the beaten path, but if you're cool with throwing the ancient Egyptian gods into the ring, I'll make some offerings tonight. If not, you get virtual *hugs* instead. And on a more practical note, to anyone else reading this: lymphoma is one of the types of cancer for which one of the more advanced treatments is a bone marrow transplant. If you're not already, please consider heading over to the Be the Match website and getting yourself on the donor list.
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This actually kind of tickles me, as while I did quite enjoy the Mistborn trilogy, Alloy of Law is what is sucking me down the Sanderson rabbit hole. But that may have a lot to do with the fact that I'm still limping from how hard Wayne hit me in the funny bone. I can't really have a least favorite yet since I haven't branched out into the other Cosmere works yet. I intend to eventually, but right now I've put myself on a book moratorium until I can get the first draft of the (stupidly long) fic that I've been writing done. Sigh. If I crank out another 10,000 words, maybe I'll finally make it to the climax of the story....
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I remember pretty distinctly Wax taking out some paving stones with his shotgun when he was bouncing around in the mists. I've also got it in my head that there's a part where he's thinking derogatorily about cars and the pavement they required, but that may have been in the Shadows of Self preview.
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Well, as of Alloy of Law era, we have automobiles, which means that city streets are paved. Probably not much more than that, though.
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I've thought for a while that the roll potential of both of them was rather inconvenient. Granted, a good, hard Steelpush is going to flatten the casings pretty quickly, but still. Something more along the lines of a scales (as in scale mail pieces*) would work extremely well. The leaf-shape would prevent rolling, and them being concave would give some extra grip to any roughness in the ground. Add in the little hole punched in one end, and you could keep them on strings. * Yeah, I have chainmail and scale mail pieces just lying around the house, giving me ideas. I might have a costuming problem.
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I would argue that these are, in fact, completely different concepts. Think of a piece of metal as a thumb drive that can store specific information. You can only store information on "Strength" on a pewtermind. You can't specify what kind of strength or what body part, it's just Strength. However, another Feruchmist can use the same flash drive. But everyone has automatic password-protection on their data/attribute, so while they can take up space on your metalmind, you can't access their data and they can't access yours. But the metal itself can only hold so much data, so you wind up with the equivalent of hard drive partitions. ...there might be some technological mixed metaphors in there, but I think I got the core of the idea.
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Just a bit of a nitpick, but the actual issue with Wayne storing health with his broken arm was that he'd heal slower while storing, and then tapping later would just bring him back up to par. It wasn't that he couldn't, just that there was no point, because it'd all come out even in the end.
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Well, that clinches it. This is definitely happening to one of the bad guys in the story I'm writing. Heheh. I was mostly teasing. Mostly. Eesh, dragonsbreath rounds. It's a whole new meaning to "kill it with fire". That is a fate that only a spider deserves.
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I'm....thinking that i don't ever want to make you angry, hoidhunter. I've thought for a while that a good nonlethal way to take out a Coinshot (or most other Allomancers, for that matter) would be an aluminum shotgun loaded with rock salt. I believe the phrase, "Ow, ow, owow, ow OW," comes to mind.
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Oo! Oo! Sir! Me! Sorry, I'm afraid you got 'em backwards. Allomancy (the end-positive Metallic Art) is entirely of Preservation. Feruchemy is the balance power.
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Yeah, I've died before, too, a few times. It generally goes like this: 1) Bad Thing happens. It's usually an explosion. Once it was actually a nuclear blast. 2) A sense of Doom appears, and I think, (a la Arthur Dent), "So this is it, I'm going to die." 3) A wave of heat washes over me. 4) The adrenaline rush wakes me up. I then think, "Eesh, that was disturbing," and lie awake for a while, as it's hard to fall back asleep when you've got an adrenaline kick in your system.
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It was actually Wax, not Wayne, and I think it was more to illustrate that the instrumentation could be there. There are a lot of genres that use brass ensembles; it could be referring to anything from a classical-style brass quintet to something more bombastic like a Sousa-style band. The point, more or less, is that people are starting to experiment more with different musical styles and instrument line-ups than your classical orchestra or string quartet. To Wax's highborn ears, this was a strange, new thing.
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Ahoy, fellow music nerd! You lay out a lot of really good points. However, I think that most of them could just as easily apply to any other genre of music / instrumentation. Who on Scadrial invented the pianoforte? How did stringed instruments like violins evolve? Do they have oboes? Saxophones? Tubas? Are their trumpets pitched to Bb like ours? It's an entirely different planet, why would they have any instruments that we recognize at all? It really all boils down to the fact that Brandon has paralleled a lot of the social and technological development of Scadrial to ours. There are probably a lot of reasons for it, not the least of which is that it's easier. And it gives the reader some threads of familiarity to link back to. Is it really all that likely that an entirely different culture would manage to create an instrument identical to the violin? No, but Scadrial has them, because Brandon said so. Even as a musician, the notion of inventing an entirely new set of instruments is a daunting task. Down that road lies madness and left-handed sewer flutes.
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And I see now that the radiation decay idea was already brought up before I oh-so brilliantly added my 2 cents. That'll teach me to try to participate in theory threads whilst suffering from a raging head cold. Head...full...brain...drowning...
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Perhaps Hemalurgic decay follows along the model of radioactive decay, in half-lives. So, after X amount of time, the spike loses half of its charge, another X time passes and it's half again. The charge would drop off pretty rapidly at first, and then level out, never quite decaying completely.
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The other theory I've seen bandied about regarding Hemalurgic decay is that it's only a problem right after the spike has been created, and once it's bonded to a person, the decay ceases, even if it's removed from them for a period of time. This would explain both why Vin's spike maintained its power level and how Wax could get a measurable boost from such an old one.
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Agreed. It takes practice. A lot of what you're doing is training your subconscious to ignore the laws of physics. We're so used to all of these basic natural laws that it can be very, very difficult to convince yourself that gravity doesn't exist here. By the same token, you can absolutely feel pain in your dreams, because you get injured and you expect it to hurt. After all, pain is an impulse in your brain. Though I've noticed that it's not usually nearly as intense in dreamland as it is in real life.
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There is a sizing scale, but outside the MAG (which is completely unreliable for Investiture mechanics) we have no concrete description of the details of that scale. It would be interesting to know, but right now, all we can do is speculate.
