ShadowLord_Lith

Anyone else hungry for the beauty of ten thousand breathes?

Easily, just add:

I know you!!! Get the hence, demon! Return to the void from whence you came!!! Also, I only make deals with Doritos, (sorry) 'dream' demons on Wednesday's at midnight. Sorry.

Holy numeral gods of the untold realms. Thank you! This is a mathematicians fun-z's! Also, I am impressed. True. However, twelve is my least lucky number, so it horrified as well as impressed me. Though you do raise a valid point. Thank you!

So... out of curiosity, how likely is it to get three twelves in a row with only two normal die? Cause my youngest brother just did that.

Please teach me how! PLEASE! Also, when you wake up and realize that you were only dreaming about the shard and, strangely enough, orange colored, potassium filled, battle rubber-ducks, complete with laser squeakers, and unnaturally Loud: low-pitch base-cannons*. *I mean literal base cannons. But who hasn't had that dream, right?

What do you look like? I'm thin and look good in a tweed jacket, so going to go trick or treating as a college professor. You should go as something you like, and something that you feel looks similar to you. Does that help?

What do you look like? I'm thin and look good in a tweed jacket, so going to go as a college professor. You should go as something you like, and something that you feel looks similar to you. Does that help?

*long...slow...going-down-in-pitch...whistle* Well. That's impressive.

Well a friend of mine once described a feeling of being dipped into a barrel of watermelon-flavored jelly. We found out that my dad had decided to move us to Japan only three hours later. So... potential.

Aah, so music is your focus. For me it's usually similar to the wind blowing backwards across my skin, you know? Like the feeling of the wind, but reversed. I don't know, it's all weird pseudo-pigeons to me.

Was the disturbance similar in sensation to one squishing a jelly donut? If so then yes, I felt it. If not, the jelly donut thing may have overwritten your force-disturbance. What do it feel like to you?

IronForge turned to the man who had dared address him and did a double take. The man had to be an epic, no one else would dare go around dressed like that. Then the question registered. "Sure." He made his face expressionless and took off his coat, using the metal powder in the pockets to create a new one as he did so. "Here." IronForge handed him the piece of fabric. "Do you know where I can find an epic named think-tank?" He watched the man expecting a lie of some sort. Knowledge was always power.

I almost cried. He is so adorable! I am very happy now.

Can you be more specific? And a little more... clear? In your grammar I mean.

That one was adorable!!! I happy now.

... Curse You Lemony Snickett!!!! I'm sad now.

Consider the point conceded. May I ask why these are the only candidates to choose from?

Hey there Inspire, glad you're here! What do you know about the Cosmere books? The Cosmere, if you don't know, is what Sanderson calls the universe he writes most of his books in. According to rumor, he plans to write an over-arcing, epic style saga, which will eventually connect all of his different Cosmere books together so eventually you might see Elantris working with Mistborn to help way of kings defeat the parahendi. For example. Good luck on the forum!

I love music, like this, for example: Winsterhagen marble machine

One last thing about the election: there are other candidates, you don't have to vote for Trump or Hillary if you don't want to. Right now they're just the most likely ones to win but they're not the only ones you can vote for. Just saying.

IronForge walked through the city, the vanillas cowering less obviously than they did in other places. That amused him, and he tapped one one the shoulder. "Yes, sir?" He said softly but firmly. 'My,' IronForge thought, 'this one is perfect. "I need someone to care for my brother here," he gestured to the sleeping child in his arms, " and I need a guide. Would you mind helping me? I'll offer my protection, and my good graces, as payment." The man grimaced, but took the child from IronForge's arms. IronForge grinned, "Lead me to where I can sign up for the famous Salem fights. Please." The pleasantry was an afterthought, but still there. The man lead him to a bar where he said to look for a man named think-tank. IronForge walked in and asked a waiter for directions, trying to ignore the other people in the bar.

Is it bad that I still scream like a little girl during Christmas?

Do you really think so?

That's true, and interesting. What I'm trying(and mostly failing) to ask is; since Shards are pieces of adonalsium, and adonalsium wasn't a shard, what was he? I mean, a shard of glass started out as a whole pane of glass what did a shard of adonalsium start out as? What is the 'whole' form of a shard?