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    The ability to manipulate ink on any surface. Great for vandalism and death threats, but horrible for combat.
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    Eight deaths in a row. Dodo Award, I'm coming for you!

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      Arraenae

      *Or I'll finally manage to live a game. I'll be happy with either of those options.

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      Alvron

      Am I the only one that didn't want the Dodo award?

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      Arraenae

      If I'm going to die, I might as well celebrate it.

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    Mestiv, your signature is very, very creepy. The location thing is a nice touch. Your signature can't record the information it's reflecting at me, right? >.>
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    Spoiler box is broken.
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    Replace people's pens with spanreeds. Now I know what they're writing, and I get free copies too. Now, if only there was a way to create keyboard spanreeds...
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    The homonyms in Chinese... Everything sounds so similar. I'm lucky, because I partially grew up with it, but it must be horrible to people who are learning the language as adults. One short syllable can mean many different things. Something with the pronounciation of "yi" can mean the number one. Pair the same sound with another and you can have "yi fu", which means clothing. Tweak the tone of "yi" and change the second syllable. Now you have "yi wei" which means to assume (usually wrongly). Or "yi qi", which means together. And that's just Mandarin. Other dialects sound different but have the same written words. So the sounds are similar, but vary depending on dialect. At least the writing is the same, right? Nope! There's simplified and traditional Chinese, which are different versions of written Chinese. Understanding one does not always grant understanding of the other.
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    Grey looks cooler than gray. You can count that vote of support as coming from an American.
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    Below has Mistborn spoilers. But really, if you're playing this game and you haven't read Mistborn, you've already spoiled quite a bit for yourself. My survival record of games that have lasted beyond D1 is still at 0%. Who cares, you have to stop Alendi from releasing the power at the Well, right? They spent a day digging in the hills. Tindome oversaw the work, but eventually had to admit defeat when the sun crossed the highest point in the sky, for they had no more time to waste. Alendi still had to reach the Well. They laid her to rest in a shallow grave with no marker, then left with teary eyes. The world moved on. Alendi died at the last moment, killed by the packman his guards had rejected. Rashek took his place and saved the world, but left it a bleak place where ash fell from the sky, mists filled the nights, and the sun glowed a bloody red. The Terris were hunted down and killed, or enslaved as the ideal servant, or simply turned into an inhuman mass of flesh granted sentience with a pair of metal spikes. Had Asmode lived, she would not have recognized the world she had fought so hard to save. The years stretched into decades, which stretched into centuries. Old powers died and new ones were born. Powerful Mistborn and Mistings appeared within the nobility, and Feruchemists vanished. Inquisitors experimented with Hemalurgy, koloss rampaged through towns, and kandra moved among the unsuspecting populace. Deep down in the kandra Homeland, a generation of newly-made kandra awaited skeletons to use for themselves. One of them was named NeLaar, though they had no tongue to voice that name, nor a hand to write it. The kandra were taught the First Contract, the obligation kandra had to the Father, what they should do if they ever found their bodies controlled by another. And finally, they were granted skeletons, so they could practice pretending to be human. NeLaar was given a skeleton that the kandra had recently dug up. It was old, almost falling apart -- perfect for a baby kandra to practice with. With it, NeLaar learned how create a body, the use of a voicebox, what the human body looked like. They learned that their skeleton had to belong to a middle-aged female, because the pelvis was wider than a male's. They learned that their skeleton had interesting stresses on it, ones that could only have been made with varying gravity. They learned that their skeleton was similar to a Terriswoman's, and had been dug up near a road that lead to Luthadel. NeLaar trained with other skeletons, even had a few Contracts within the Final Empire, but they kept the bones as a keepsake. Sometimes, they would even wear the bones out into the mists and wonder whose skeleton it had been. The Lord Ruler died, brought down by a gang of criminals. NeLaar kept on serving their contract, through the sieges and the riots and the ever-encroaching mists. The ash piled up higher and higher. The sky grew hazier and hazier. NeLaar ended their Contract and returned to the Homeland, for the world was ending. So when a Terrisman came to the kandra to ask about the Terris religion, NeLaar was in the Homeland, waiting for the end. Something tried to seize control of NeLaar. They pulled out their spikes and lost their sentience, as the Resolution had stipulated. When NeLaar gained awareness again, they found that a new power had risen, a combination of Ruin and Preservation that had set the world to rights again. They also discovered themselves wearing a jumble of skeletons, including the bones of the ancient Terriswoman. The true Hero of Ages had finally saved the world.
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    Your spiritweb is altered so it has many, many cracks. Multiple spren with Honor's Investiture form Nahel Bonds with you. Unfortunately, you've sworn so many oaths that you can barely do anything without breaking an oath. (Example: if you see someone on the street being beaten to death, your honorspren will tell you to protect them, while your highspren will tell you that being a vigilante is illegal, and by the time you figure out a way to legally scare off the mugger, the victim will already be dead.) I wish that I had free access to all Adobe products with my laptop. My laptop must not be broken, and I must not be adversely affected by having free versions of said products. I must be able to access my laptop anytime I want and retain full interest in using said products.
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    Mistcloaks probably varied a lot throughout the Final Empire. Most Houses with Mistborns probably wouldn't be able to drop by at the nearest clothing place and ask for the latest trend in mistcloaks, unless they wanted people to know they had a Mistborn. Half-skaa Mistborn had even less of a reason to do that, otherwise we'd see inquisitors catching half-skaa allomancers just by hanging out by the clothing stores.
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    Scientists want to do a few experiments with gravity? Throw a few lashings their way and watch them squirm as objects fall to the ceiling.
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    Asmode sat on the grassy ground and closed her eyes. Mishek was off speaking to the rabble, so she finally had some time to fill up her metalminds. She poured her speed of thought, her strength, her sight, and her health into her metalminds, slipping into a peaceful trance. This was the closest she'd get to peace in the next few weeks, and she relished the silence. "QUIET!" Someone screamed. Even in this state of near deafness, the sound was as loud as if someone was speaking next to Asmode. She struggled to comprehend the sound and frowned in concentration. "On second thought, any questions shall be entertained privately," the same voice said. Who could be so loud? Asmode recognized that voice. It was Mishek. Mishek was talking to people. "Oh! And those of you who wish to stop us may leave right now," Mishek said. He was too loud. Asmode was annoyed. "Once we really start this journey, you will not be spared. This is your last chance to turn back." Then there was blessed silence. Why wasn't Mishek speaking? Asmode stopped filling up her metalminds and her mind threw off the mental mist that was clogging her thoughts. Now that she had something stored in her metalminds, she hopefully wouldn't have to repeat what she just did. Storing too much of an attribute was dangerous, and storing too much of multiple attributes was even more dangerous, but she didn't have a choice if she was to be on the stupid night watch. Mishek must have finished dealing with the rest of the packmen, which Asmode was glad of. She might be one of the official Companions of this trip, but that didn't mean she had to enjoy the presence of other people. She stood up and walked back to camp. Trelagist, I want to make sure you're here. Don't worry, this vote is going off of you as soon as you make a post.
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    On Earth: toss-up between Awakening or tin feruchemy. Either I see all the pretty colors or I can hear better (at the expense of not hearing during certain select times)... On Scadrial: A twinborn with either Allomantic bronze and Feruchemical copper, or Allomantic steel and Feruchemical tin. Getting metal to burn won't be an issue here! On Roshar: I'm a darkeyes. I refuse to live in a Vorin nation. On Sel: Forgery. Changing history as an artform? Yes please. Inside a living SE game anywhere: Worldhopping of any sort, so I can get the storms outta there.
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    Congratulations. Pi now is equal to 3, but it won't be proved within your lifetime. I wish that every human on Earth had proper nutrition.
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    Seconded. In LG15b, I was a vigilante, and I killed exactly one eliminator out of seven or eight victims. Lynching is better because it's a way to provoke opinions and reactions and very, very public. Don't become the eliminator team's second kill! Of course, if you're certain, go for it.
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    You're welcome, Phatt. The rules say that storing iron is a passive ability that doesn't require an action. Emphasis mine. The lynch isn't guaranteed to be lethal unless there's more than 2 votes, so we need to have more votes to make sure it counts. If you're storing zinc and need to get your message across, no grammar like this save words.
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    NeLaar repressed a shudder. Rem looked furious, and that box of chalk wouldn't do anything if Rem wanted to hurt NeLaar. "Er, let's go to that Terris restuarant," he said, fighting to keep a quiver out of his voice. Fire was bad. Fire was very, very bad. And finding out Rem's real identity would not be worth getting burned again. Chasmfiend, was that a case of Epic-caused temper or actual annoyance/anger?
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    I'm pretty sure this PK - Lopen thing is more RP based than anything else. Gwt nlej ud tiy fwr rgua oyr tiye dlc diis ub l oiar Bugsy.
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    Well, tell us if it happens again. Or if you sprout wings.
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    Well, RP-wise Asmode's a Terriswoman, but I second that point. Bugsy, I saw you viewing this thread yesterday. Have anything to say?
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    The nerve of that Tindomë, assigning Asmode to stand guard! Asmode had been planning to use the nights to fill up her metalminds, but she couldn't exactly do that while standing guard. No, not unless she wanted to make herself blinder than a bat in the hateful Deepness or weaker than a starving, newborn Khlenni. Asmode huffed in annoyance and set her pack down. Normally, she wouldn't fill a pewtermind while carrying a pack, but normally she could spend the entire night filling her pewtermind. "Are you alright?" Alendi asked. He'd somehow gotten ahead onto a slope that let him tower over Asmode, making him quite imposing. The sunlight glinted off of his piercings and made them look otherworldly, like something more than simple metal, and the mark on his arm seemed especially prominent. In this light, Asmode could almost see this Khlenni as the Hero the Worldbringers had prophesied. The fact that the Worldbringers had recognized a Khlenni still left a bitter taste in her mouth, but she supposed that some of them had to be good people. Of course, that didn't make up for the rest of the idiots of Alendi's race. "Are you alright?" Alendi repeated his question, this time with a note of concern in his voice. Asmode scowled and stopped ogling his piercings. "Of course I am," she snapped. She hefted her pack onto her shoulder and walked past him. Hero of Ages or not, she'd rot in the Deepness before she let a Khlenni outpace her.
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    No items here. GMs, if someone dies to a lynch, who gets the item? Requesting an answer from Elbereth, please. Or Kipper. Any GM but Phatt.
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    Stink was finally an eliminator. I'm guessing someone was converted via spiking, or there's a serial killer.
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    Here's my voice --> http://vocaroo.com/i/s1RbxRrsEXbR
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    I think the cloak is mostly there to look awesome and add slight camouflage in the mists. You keep all the rest on your person, not attached to the cloak.
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