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    Death's awesome power- You can't deny.
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    After analysis... the results are in... the screen is loading... the wheel is spinning... not connected to the internet... please try again... rebooting... welcome screen... enter password... ********.... incorrect password... ********... welcome... logging in... screen is loading... opening files... wheel is spinning... final calculations... backup files... screen is loading... .... ... ... Seonid is found guilty by the unflinching arm of procrastination.
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    Do not take this as a vote. I have not finished my analysis. However, there are two things we can learn from Dalinar's death if he is Spiked. 1. The Lurcher is Spiked, as I expect. 2. The Rioter is Spiked. A little note and such.
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    Joe awoke the next morning from the most peculiar dream. Coins flew through his head, speeding towards an unseen target as the victim sobbed. Then came the sound of hammers pounding wood, a battering of sound that quickly came and then was gone. Footsteps, made with haste, followed, gradually quieter. He shook his head. What a strange dream. He looked around and shook off the ash that had coated him overnight. Pausing to notice how it sheltered him, Joe thought that the ash made very good camouflage. Then he saw a scattering of coins on the street, little bits of reflected light. The dream came to his mind. He sprang up, but hit his head on the crate beside him. That way was not up. He walked towards the manor, ash trailing from his clothes. He stood on the steps just as the doors were opened. A funeral procession emerged, bearing a body shrouded with white cloth. Joe froze. Another dead? When the body was close enough to reach, he brushed aside the shroud to see the face. Kip. Any semblance of happy thoughts were dashed to pieces. The procession marched slowly on, down to the square. Joe turned and trudged up the steps. Kip's death was not one expected. Dalinar was attacked, as expected, and was saved, as expected. Now Dalinar's rescue is suspicious. I already know this has been discussed, over and over, but I don't think anyone would want to save Dalinar for any particular reason (because he predicted it, and unless the Lurcher is Elim, which I am quite sure). But think about this: if the Lurcher is Elim, then what about Wilson? WGG...
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    Welcome to the Shard! Don't eat the cookies. And this means you haven't read Elantris or Warbreaker yet? If you haven't, then I would strongly suggest reading them, one, because they're awesome, and two, they are important for understanding the Cosmere and with Warbreaker specifically, understanding the Stormlight Archive.
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    And here's another one, for fun.
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    By getting upvotes! Like this one.
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    Welcome, HIF, it's great to have you here. Don't worry, there are much more of us here that would love to meet you. Don't be stressed out, but we do have a few rules... 1. Don't eat the cookies. Even if they look REALLY good, don't eat them. They will Ruin you. 2. Puns are to be avoided or embraced. You cannot do both. 3. Rules are meant to be broken. Welcome to the Shard!
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    Joe walked through the square, dark and quiet, the noose swaying in the breeze. Storms, that old man wasn't really one of those Spiked folks! An impenetrable gloom had settled over the town, brought by the unnecessary death of one of their own. The townsfolk were away at the pub, in their homes, or at the manor (which still has a sufficient supply of ash tacos), and the streets were lonely. He walked over to the corner, the usual one. Come to think of it, these past few days have been the most walking he's done in a while! It felt good, to settle back into the ash like the old, useless days. Joe glanced around at the darkness and closed his eyes. Squeak! Joe's eyes sprang open... no, they didn't. The man's tired! He mumbled. "Hey there, Rat." Squeak, squeak... squeak. "But I don't want to do something with my life! I tried being a cook, but that was boring, even if it is the only thing I'm good at." Squeak. "What?" Squeak. "A street vendor? An ash taco vendor?" Squeak. "Hmmm... what makes you think I'll do it?" Rat tilted his head and regarded Joe with his beady little eyes. Joe, of course, didn't see, but even stone is nothing to Rat's gaze. "Fine, fine! I do feel an emptiness within me, like I have to do something, or I'll wither away... you're creepy, you know that? You're too good at judging people's feelings." Squeak. "Oh, so you're above this 'little mishmash'? The impending doom of Tyrian Falls?" Squeak, squeak. "Fine. You go do your rat thing and I'll be an ash taco vendor. Starting tomorrow..." Joe dozed off. Rat seemed to shake his head and scurried off into the night.
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    So Sanderson Elimination is very much like that. It works in Day and Night cycles, where during the Night, the Elims kill someone, and during the Day, the Villagers lynch whomever they think did it. There are special roles too, similar to the Doctor and Detective, but there are more. They are called different things depending on the game, but some can switch votes around or kill and extra person. To join, you simply have to find a game that hasn't started yet and sign up.
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    Have you ever played the party game "Mafia"?
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    Welcome as well! Started off with a pun, did you? You'll fit in well.
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    For those that are wondering, I am not the Rioter.
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    Woah. I did not expect things to go as they did. First, I would like give my respects to Ecthelion, who has recently passed. Next, I will be inspecting the comments for the next subject of my unwavering resolve.
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    Welcome to the Shard! And look out for those cookies...
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    It's from Secret History, Kelsier. Good work with the quote there, @Oversleep.
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    Welcome to the Shard! Nice to see you here. I too am a big fan of Brandon's worldbuilding. And beware of the cookies. And the puns.
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    If Hoid was a Cat.
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    Hey! Welcome to the Shard! What's in the cookies? It's a Secret... Also look out for bad puns like those.
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    I'll get myself a pig army. Problem solved.
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    Joe strolled down the street. He had left the ash tacos with the waiter, who was sure to know what to do with them. The ash drifted down from the sky to the cobbles. Joe took the streets with no one on them, choosing quiet over conversation. The ashmounts in the distance and the grey ash falling made a peaceful scene, almost. There was serenity in this solitude. A sequence of squeaks announced Rat's arrival, which Joe turned to meet. Though in doing so, the cobbles twisted beneath him and he tumbled down. Face to the ground, Joe could literally see eye to eye with Rat. "Well hello, Rat." Rat squeaked. "Oh, so you got bored of the Manor too?" Squeak squeak. "That's fine. No, this was the first fall of the walk. Pretty fortunate, don't you think?" Squeak. "Whatever. You can't fall on those four legs of yours. I've just got these two useless ones." Rat was quiet, like the ash that drifted down. Joe was quiet too, until he belched. "Oops."
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    No way. I am also Cam. And welcome to the Shard, Tim! He's right about those cookies.
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    Sorry that my previous posts might have been a little awkward. I think that is the main reason that I seem suspicious, other than the fact that I'm focusing on Ecthlion, but I can't get twisted up in the trap. This is my first game, so pardon my inexperience. Otherwise, let's get on with it.
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    Ditch it like Lift and go get some pancakes. Problem: No one trusts you.
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    Remember what I said earlier? You've got to make an assumption and stick to it.
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