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http://meme-rage.tumblr.com/post/127154980883/creeptastic-omg-humortumblrcom you guys need to see this. my computer wont post pics now...

Lets go to candy mountain, CHHAAAAAARRRRRRRLLLLIEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Antimatter took another drink of his Whiskey, contemplating what to be doing for the next little while. He never intended to stay in Astoria for very long, just put down Lockheed and leave. This place was too full of High Epics to make a permanent residence. Most were trying, one way or another, to topple the government He took another drink of his Whiskey, draining the rest of the glass in one gulp. Out of the corner of his eye he saw coalescing smoke. “Damnation!” he jumped backwards and throwing up his hands and preparing to blast it, he also tapped his Intellect. Possibilities flashed across his eyes, searching out something to match whatever this was. After barely a second, a single name flashed across his memory. Deathgale. Startled, Ragnarok smacked Brute with his TK, hitting him with enough force to shatter the ice around them and sent him flying back into the air. He cursed and yanked him back and Brute crashed into the water just off to the side of him. Ragnarok spun on the newcomer, viewing the epic through a portal. ‘Ice epic’ he thought. ‘With portal powers? Definitely a High Epic, no one else would be stupid enough to challenge him.’ What had he said? Something about territory. Where was he anyway? He was over a river. A big river. Ragnarok went over a map in his head, he had only been five or six miles from Astoria when Brute had jumped at him. That would make this the Columbia River. Lucentia’s territory. “I’m sorry for the trouble.” Ragnarok forced himself to say. “I’ll be out of your hair shortly if you’ll allow me to finish my work.” Being polite was a bit difficult, seeing how he’d been interrupted from his job. But, as Ragnarok always said, nothing replaces good manners. Except fast reflexes. Brute shot from the water like a bullet and Ragnarok smacked him down just as fast.

assuming we're talking about an LDS mission, he'll be gone for two years.

Not just yet for me, but next year i'm in the same boat. my mission is coming up, and I'll be taking a two year break from the shard.

useful for just about anything. a mistorn llama is like a serpantine banana crocodile.

yes. i ran into the same things with renegade. Give him a different form of the same power.

well if you insist.*stabs a pun into his eye*

what lessons? I didnt learn any lessons.

i have a bit of a dramatic flair, and some writing skills, so i you want help with story, PM me. You can also contact stormgate who does coding and games as a hobbie.

so you say...

neither make sense but you cant help but love them. a banana is like a steelheart.

You should have been like: BUT THE EPICS DESTROYED OREGON!!!!

so far I've seen no one refute the fact that this is similar to What Happened in Oregon...

you get a very confused bridgeman looking for his spren. *Inserts amazing peanut butter bar recipe*

you get a complicated love life that may not be canon. (Its totally gonna happen.) *inserts fourth wall*

you get the complete cosmere works, a delicious sandwich, and a note saying "HELP!, I'm stuck in a vending machine" *inserts llama*

would you like to slay some evil today? then join the Knightbloods!

Join the Knightbloods, and slay some evil today!

Terror. just... terror.

its actually very simple. just watch this and you are almost there.

granted. You now have no arms. I wish for a RAFO.