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Oh gosh...one page away from death. This calls for emergency poems about death. And maybe some images about ponies crying, if twi or Kobold have any. Question number 12 Dissolves into nothingness We'll miss you old friend

Changed it. You are right, he did have a lot of power. But then again, its sounding as if the whole city was surrounded by epics under SoulCaster's control.Also, i was just trying to get whatever i could done. Before i had had a pretty nice post about him being deceived and stuff, but then I erased it. 2 times. It was enfuriating. Yeah, no double posting. Got it.

How about Warmup? That sounds like a good name to me.

Good point, but...were did the water come from? Out of his hands? Feet? You can't explain that!

Oops. lel. And sorry, i got confused with forums.

Yeah, i was bored. Wanted action. I can modify It if you wish, but i think of SoulCaster as the type of guy who usually runs tv shows. He doesn't care how but he wants Ratings.

Well...umm...maybe the people did enjoy watching epics getting their calamity-gifted butts handed to them. After all..who DOESN'T like to see people fight? And think about It. Reckoners watching random epics fight would actually benefit them. What if the big ol' mean epic RandomGrapefruit comes to town? Easy! His weakness is pizza dressing! As seen on tv!!! Oh no! Prof! Look! SuicideTrashcan is out to get us! "No worries, David you silly child! He is lactose intolerant and afraid of carrots! As seen on tv!!! Leal, added quote wrong.

I will fight with anyone really, most of the people chose physycal epics. No energy epics. No nothing. How will your fracking superstrenght help you in outer space with a GIANT bag of doritos huh epics???? Mwahahahaha! Mwahahahahahahahaah! Mwahahahahahaah! Mwahahahahahahahahahahaaahaa! Also, i can't help but to notice this Question thread is dying. I feel like we should all Pay our minute of silence to It. She served us well didn't she? So much planning was accomplished. *sniff* and to *sniff* think...that *sniff* It all started with a pug!!!! *críes desesperately* Also, yay! I finally learned to quote....sorta.

Oh, and just in case Voidus the God of Slowpokes is listening, i would like to battle in a zero gravity room, like, a room that makes you question your sanity. A room resembling outer space, with zero gravity, with random Junk lying around. Random GIANT Junk. Like a GIANT fork, a GIANT dorito bag, a GIANT baseball and maybe Even a GIANT rubber ducky. Also, what if the people in Newcago watched television shows like this in Steelheart's 100 entertainment channels? Just a random thought.

And yes, i Want to fight. So much that i added an action scene in the salem thread. But mostly i Want to fight against Lady Deathskull Because we are both Mexican #mexicanepicssticktogether,orfighttogether,iguess,inthisparticularcase

Well...It is common knowledge that unycicles are used by the illuminati to carry out their various schemes. Who formed América? Unyciclists. Who invented the atomic bomb? Unyciclists Who secretly rule over the nation? Actually, the answer to that is ponies. But those are another group. A much more creepier and secretive group. Also, upvote for bringing up Funtimes, Twi. Because she is my favorite epic of what i''ve read so far in the Oregon thread. Well, after Big Al. #SausageMcmuffinsareSOcool.

"Well...my weakness just happens to be..." He started. "Random mind epics getting on my mind and messing with my brain!" He finished quickly and procceded to throw his green water at her. The glass shattered in her face and she started to shake. Correction, the IMAGE of her started to shake. "She" started to shake uncontrollably and her image appeared and dissapeared randomly. She seemed like a glitch. Like an illusion. Actually, that's what she was. After a few seconds of glitching, she soldified. Well, actually, HE soldified. In her place stood a tall MALE epic in his twenties. He had blonde hair and blue eyes. Surprise flashed in his eyes for a second, but then he managed a Small laugh. "I see you've got more willpower than most epics i've charmed before. The name is ThruthCharm, Want a kiss handsome?" "What?" Substance managed to say. "You see, im in charge of interrogations around here. I take care of the suspicious epics and the ones SoulCaster sees as boring. You see, every once in a while an epic with...LAME powers comes in here and separates himself from the rest. We asumed you did because you were weak. Because you were boring. So i was sent to finish you off. Lame Fights are bad for Ratings you know? So...tell me Substance, are you lame? Are you weak? Are you...boring?" ThruthCharm looked at him. "Well?" Goddammit! He thought. How did he dare play with his emotions? He should have known better...." Woah Isaac" he thought. "Feeling a bit corrupted arent we?" He shook off that thought. This wasn't corruption. This was pure anger. And anger pushed him towards a stupid thing. He punched ThruthCharm in the face. It was a quick, thoughtless jab. "What do you think, Susan?" The Thruth epic spat blood. He smirked. "You are lucky mold breaker isn't here, he would have already turned you into jelly" he said. "Hey, here are some interesting News, idiot. "Im already Jelly" Substance yelled and punched him again, this time in the stomach. "You little-" ThruthCharm said and grabbed a silver pole he had in what seemed like a belt. "Good, Hit me..." Substance muttered. He had been practicing for months what seemed to be his only offensive ability. ThruthCharm started swinging the pole from hand to hand, demonstrating he knew how to use the pole he had. He knew how to use It really well. Out of nowhere came a baseball-bat like swing with so much force It would have broken a normal person's neck. When It Hit him however, his neck bended. It bended like the weeds one sees growing by the side of a river, when faced by wind. His head bended until the base of his neck hit the Palm of his hand, and then It retreated, with easily 3 times the same force. Substance wasn't Even sure he had bones anymore, as It didn't hurt him one bit. With ThruthCharm It was an entirely diferent story, however. His head Hit the mind epic somewhere in his stomach, and he flew to the other side of the room, breaking a wall and possibly his ribs. Substance smiled. Had the other epics seen THAT??? He looked around the room and was Surprised that no other epics were there. Sparks, he had really taken his time talking... Oh yeah, there might have not been any other epics, but they sure as heck were around 10 vanilla guards, with their guns pointed at him, ready to fire. A few seconds later, they did. Substance didn't trying hiding. When the hundreds of lead projectiles Hit him, they went deep inside his skin, but then bounced off at once. Random guards were hit, he doubted any were killed by the ricochety storm he caused, but many were injured. Some Even in serious ways. A guard who appeared to lead the others said: "Sir, ThruthCharm, should we call ShowStopper?" ShowStopper? Who was that? Even while injured, flattened against a wall, and hummilliated, ThruthCharm said: "No...i have a feeling he will be good for Ratings. Substance, you bastard, you are up in the arena tomorrow." Great, just great. "DreamDrifter, do your thing now please." Dreamdrifter? An epic suddenly materialized beside him, and put his hands around his neck. He watched in horror as ThruthCharm began to slowly stand up from the ground, as he did, the sound of bones returning to place and closing of wounds was audible. Of course ThruthCharm had regeneration powers...sparks. Also, why couldn't he move his body? "You know what they say, Thruth hurts, but also heals." Substance didn't say a thing, Even if he had wanted, he couldn't have. He was completely paralyzed."Stupid epic." You can't just come to Soulcaster's place and thash things up without consequence!" Substance could only look back at him. "DreamDrifter here will now make you sleep, and when you wake up, you won't be in a happy place." He said. Then he felt extreme pain for a few seconds, and all was still. All was quiet.

Substance sat isolated from everyone else. Well...almost everyone. He was talking like an idiot to a pretty girl. Did he ever suspect that she might have been an enemy gathering information, or did he ever Even get auspicios at her? No. Little Lonely Substance sat away from everyone else and talked to a random girl that had served him. Like mentioned above, he talked like an idiot. "So...." She said, "Most epics here come and show their powers, to scare their fellow contestants." Then, with a big smile, she added. "So...swamp boy, can you tell me what are yours?" He hesitated. The nerve of that woman! How did she expect him to just hand out his powers to a- "Please" she added and all resistance to the question was swept away. Why the heck shouldn't he tell her? She was so numbingly beautiful and her eyes...Woah, did her eyes just shine? "Well...for starters, i can manipulate the mysterious green Substance that grows all over my skin." She nodded. Without question, he knew he should continue. "The substance i have somehow never runs out, and It keeps me neutured." She raised her eyebrow. "Neutured how?" With some hesitation returning to his voice he said: i mean, It helps me go without food and water for long ammounts of time. I have never seen a limit, but-" he stopped, remembering. "I think the longest i''ve had to use It was for 5 months." He was starting to wonder if It was such a good idea to keep talking about his powers like that. Maybe he should- she laughed. "Wow, you are fantastic" she said, and he was hers again. Maybe he WAS fantastic, he thought to himself. Yeah, he was so fantastic he had to prove It to her, he needed to answer whatever she said, he needed to obey her. "All right, now tell me more, please!" He smiled drunkly at her. Her eyes were so beautiful... He manage to say: "About what?" "About your prime defensive and offensive abilities, silly!" Maybe he should! He told himself. He would do anything to see her smile... Then, she added: "Maybe....Even about your weakness..." Yeah, screw his weakness! He was going to tell her right away! Before he did though, he took one last look at her beautiful eyes...hey beautiful, shining, color changing eyes. Wait a second. Shiny, color changing eyes. God, she was a mind epic. How did he not notice before? She must have sensed a change in him, because she added: "i mean...if you would, Handsome." She even brushed a loose strand of hair from her face. Had he still been under her spell he might have thrown himself off a bridge had she ordered him, he suspected. But now It was diferent. Now he knew. And he was pretty pissed off.

wooho!!! You have earned yourself an up vote, wise pony. Sorry, clicked down vote accidentally, but ill make It up.

Just found out i double posted. Sorry!! I editited it

Wait...i just caught up with the salem thread. So from what savanah said....you are saying that soulcaster is able to somehow transmit their Fights to a tv channel of some sort? Like a Hunger games kind of thing? Because that just blew my mind completely. Now im seeing the Salem forum starting to take shape and characters beggining to gain more personality. Now its not just the random fight everywhere thread i thought It would be. So..thats cool. Also, this is my first time doing any of this and i dont know if my characters should change in any way to better fit the story. You guys tell me, im one of those guys who would rather have his character die to better fit the story, so you Wont hear much complaining from me. Also, ,my tablet is hardwired to speak spanish so its constantly making autocorrect-y mistakes. Tell me if i Wrote something with no sense and ill fix It!! Also, in a sepárate note, how do you Write the Ninja emoticon? I just Want to know!

Substance sat isolated from everyone, staring at his now greenish water. He could see out of the corner of his eye how the security tightened all around him. Lots and lots of vanilla guards started taking over seemingly random corners. Some of them might have also been epics, for all he knew. They moved with so much confidence....so much...power. Taking a closer look at them, and at other vanillas in the bar, he realized they all moved exactly the same way. "Wow." He marveled. "They don't fear epics..." Could this small town be a town ruled by epics and vanillas, as equals? Nah...most likely it was a cheap copy of that other place he slid through...what was its name.... Oh yeah, Corvallis. "Ya know...in this town epics and vanillas help each other deal with epics and mantain control over the chaos that usually winds up here" Wait..who had said that? He looked up and saw a beautiful woman of about 22 maybe? Close to his age, anyway. She had blonde hair and green eyes. Sparks, he had never been good at talking to girls. and wait...She was the same bartender that had given him his drink. Had he really not noticed her before? He needed to stop taking his stupid trips to memory land. Should he talk to her or just quietly dissolve into a pool of green liquid and head outside? "Thats cool, but....how did you know what i was thinking? Are you some kind of telepath epic?" "You said all that out oud..." Of course he had. Sparks, he needed to learn to keep his mouth shut. he turned a deep shade of red. Seeing his sudden blush the bartender laughed. "Whats wrong with you, Swamp Man? You have been staring at your glass of water, wich for some reason is now green, for over half an hour and you isolated yourself from the rest of the epics." Oh boy...he hated it when people confronted him about why he chose to go to a quiet corner while the party took place elsewhere. "I...i guess i never liked how epics act. Most of them think of themselves as gods...even if their powers are complete trash! You know...that reminds me, i once heard of an epic who could make Sausage MCmuffins appear out of his pocket..." She laughed at the last comment and then said: "What about you? You don't seem to be that way at all." He hesitated at this question. Most epics were touchy on this subject of personality changes thanks to powers. Touchy to the point of killing if pushed hard enough on the subject. "Well...i...shortly i gained my powers my best friend was in danger, so i risked my life to save him, in doing so i faced an epic called JumpScare . He made me face my biggest fears, but i killed him. I grabbed a gun and i shot that bastard in the face." He could still remember his screams, as he was tortured by his worst nightmares.. "For some reason, after i killed him, i stopped thinking the way most epics do." Should he really be telling her all his secrets? Man..he was really desperate, he hadn't had a conversation this long with anyone in months. "My friend died a few months later, killed by an epic named Critical Hit. I guess you could say it was pointless saving him anyway." "Hey, sorry man. Whats your name?" "Substance." "No, i mean your real name. Im Susan, by the way. Susan Williams." "Isaac, Isaac Greenson." They looked at each other in the eyes for a second, and kept talking. "Who knows?" Thought Substance. Maybe this trip will be worth it.

Might try these titles out guys! Thanks!

Wait....equestria as an epic área? With epic ponies and all? Oh God...i imagine the ponies.....THE PONIES!!!!

Substance entered the bar in wich what seemed like an epic reunion was taking place. He didnt see anyone noticing him enter, but them again, some epics were more....resourceful than what they seemed. Yeah, Substance had had some unpleseant memories with epics like that. A bartender vanilla came to him and asked if he wanted anything. "Give me a glass of cool water" he said, dryly. But hey, he WAS dry. The Oregon sun had scorched him as he slid through the deserts and cities. Zig zaging, leaving a faint trace of muckus behind...."Please" he added, and the bartender leaved, and returned a second later with a glass of water. "Sparks Isaac, which sparking epic says please anymore?" He thought to himself. Hadnt he learned the hard way that showing respect, or Even acknowledging vanillas marked you as weak? Hadn't the death of FlightDragon taught him anything? Thinking about his friend brought back memories. He remembered how they usted to rule a little town, how they treated vanillas as equals. How his friend always teased him about only having defensive abilities... But in the end, It was the same defensive abilities that saved him, when Critical Hit came to their town and killed everyone. Everyone but him. He looked a his glass of water, spit on It, and then proceeded to drink it. It was an old habit of his's. Apparently the mysterious green substance that came out of him, somehow dissolved all kinds of poisons, making him inmune to them. Did he have to spit in his water? No. Did he like watching It turn greenish and faintly glow? Yes. DragonFlight and him did It all the time..... He watched a man with what felt an air of authority rush inside. The man gave him a curious look before heading over with the rest of the epics. It was the cape wasn't It.? The only clothing Substance usually wore was a fluorecent green cape with a Toxic Symbol on It. He had designed it a copule of years ago, a few days after he gained his powers. What? He had thought It looked cool.... Not that the Substance that covered him was corrosive or harmful in any way.....no, his luck had It so that the Substance he made actually healed when he wanted It to....That sparking calamity star who gave him this....curse....... He was sitting there, alone as usual and thinking to himself, What chances did he really stand against all these people?

Im not planning on introducing battlecry the gifter epic i mentioned in this storyline though, i think I would rather introduce Substance, the other one i mentioned. So....can i? Can i Write? Or do i have to pass an extremely difficult worthiness test first to prove my epicness?

Speaking of voidus, i think joining the salem forum would actually work better for me, since i dont think Ill be able to be online everyday, and whats more epic than an epic place made by epics to challenge epics into epic battles wich consist on bashing each other in the face EPICLY to obtain epic rewards that take your epic epicness into a whole new level of epicness? We are all still waiting for the nonstop violence!!! I Want to bash savanah into extinction!!!

Wait....Prof being a Meta epic would explain why he didnt murder his fifth grade class when he was a teacher!! He didnt have the power to do so!! What if he had some other power? And when he formed that team of his's, what if he actually stole the powers from mirkwood and that other guy he killed??? Sure Regalia would have known, but maybe thats why she wanted to hand her kingdom over to him, a meta epic, and not some of the other powerful epics she had in her command.....

Im just curios to know how he would have looked while using his ability and the extent of his powers. If he could summon humongous blasts of water, could he use them to murder and destroy? Remember that part in Firefight where Regalía tells David she is curious to know how the Reckoners will react when their old teammate shows up with epic powers and starts murdering them? (I have to admit i let out a squeal of delight at the action of the scene, real manly.) How exactly would David kill them? I mean, sure, he could fly, but he was facing trained assasins who had taken down many other epics and knew how to use guns in very skillful ways, plus, prof had his powers. Or Was prof like"Hey guys, here is the plan. We advance toward obliteration and....oh no! Its David!!! And he can fly!!! Using unpractical water blasts that come from his hands!!! Darn it!!! Well...It was fun while It lasted!" I don't think so!!!!

Will do that, and im still trying to figure out how to get that box thing with the previous comment to appear so i can put my comment next to it. That would help in the double posting issue Also. These are just ideas, i have yet to write for them a more compelling backstory and personality. Wait...what if the funny accent WAS a power??? Meet battlecry!!, the only epic known to use his heavy english accent to make enemies cower at his feet!!