MacThorstenson

Yeah, I’m addicted and just can’t get enough. Also it’s so I know who has good relations with who, and who I shouldn’t send and have be a sales rep. (If I sent a tuba member to sell to the DA through PM, I wouldn’t be sure that yet would market as effectively)

Giving the thumbs up to his assistant. Mac flipped the switch. Suddenly, the Dor flooded the Cognitive realm of his store, powering Aons engraved in the steel. Hopefully people buy our stuff. Mack's voice came out of the back of his mind. Don't worry about it. Mac replied. People are going to love us. Probably. Plus we have contracts with most major guilds. But what if they riot? That's what got me kicked off of sel. With the defenses we put in? There is no way that any attack could hurt us. You could not have had a better person commandeer you mind and build your store. I'm still mad about that. I don't care. Mac walked around the room, inspecting the counter and items on display. Anything that could actually be used was locked in the vault, these were on display to allow people to see if they could be used. If the balance was right, the shape was good for there fighting style. He walked to the front door and put out the open sign. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is the Craftsmen Guild. Our goal is to provide invested objects, weapons, defenses etc. to any who have the money. We aren't neutral as a guild, but provide the same prices to anyone, and wont turn you away because of your membership in other guilds. If you provoke violence on the premise, then you will be removed and any guild you are a part of will be refused service for a week. (BTW, I am convinced that the Ghostbloods exist as an entity, so if any GB's provoke violence, none of the others can by stuff for a week.) All products are patented. If you resell them without telling me who you sell it to, or if you copy them without my permission, then you will bring my wrath upon you. Delivery will take a day, I will PM you when the product is delivered. All products are listed with their base price, customization is optional but will cost more. More products will be released as time goes on, and as I get new ideas. If you wish to join the guild just PM me, and I will add you to the list of Craftsmen. NOTE: Because of the large numbers of acolytes that I have, I don't need grunts or members that don't do anything. I am only accepting Craftsmen. They will specialize in a field and create new products. I will require them to tell me where their loyalties lie through PM (Don't worry, it wont be publicly revealed) and what they want to specialize in. Craftsman of Weaponry, Store owner - @MacThorstenson Craftsman of Apparel - @Merrickz Craftsman of Defense - Craftsman of Fabrials - @Mister Craftsman of Glass - @Kidpen Craftsman of Invested Items, owner of ferujewls - @Kaj Current weapons available. Miscellaneous. Self defense: Apparel: Base defense:

Using his new abilities, he became a vigilante, and he was known as Silent and Deadly,

Butt used his powerful flatulence to propel himself forward, leaving Tom in the Dust until hi could figureout how to draw in farts to power his Fartrunning. Is this fart running more like steel running or wind running?

Actually, the first Fabriel’s were derived from the ancient’s cookies.

Ok thank you.

“I’m not possessing him. It’s just that my life’s experiences are overwhelming him, and he is making decisions excactly like I would. This basically means that I am him. He chooses to conceptualize that as another consciousness invading his, because that is what his mind can handle.” Turning to Elsa, “We made sure that whoever ended up in this situation would not turn against the court or the DA if this failed. Eventually, there may come a point where we become fully integrated together. Like (WoT spoilers) When that happens, my loyalty will still remain to the court, and Mack will just have a little bit more say in what happens.”

@Straw Do the allomatic abilities each have an equal chance of being awarded in the event of a player going’s in active? For example am I just as likely to get mistborn and pewter? also, what happens if you get an abilty twice?

Guys please read the rest of the intro thread before posting. He already accepted the cookies before two people warned against them. And he was again offered another cookie after he had already accepted a first.

Mac turns around at the counter. Grinning he says, “OK,” and proceeds to expertly throw 6 spikes like throwing knives at the man with the gun.

After listening to rhazien’s request. Mac(k) laughs derisively. And exclaims: “There is no way you will be able to learn to access the Dor quickly. It takes months of practice to learn how to do it. And that is for people who have grown up drawing Aons. It takes Devotion to learn how to use this art. Lots of devotion. It’s not something I can teach you in a few days.” Mac tucked his hands inside his robes and continued to play the game in his head with Mack, while fingering his wand inside of his robe Incase he needed a quick get get way.

“Queen Elsa. In order to dodge my impending death I copied my entire life into a coppermind, then I compounded the copper until I had two full memories of my life. I put one in the coppermind and removed my allomatic copper. Voidus spiked Mack, and gave him the shavings of my (Mac) old memories. Mack burned the memories and in the shock, my memories have taken over and now mack acts like me. I’m not entirely sure who’s in control, but Macs memories are in charge right now.” turning to kidpen, Mac says “I will have Mack look at it.”

Kneeling down on one knee, Mac begins to recite the oath. “Your Majesty, Elsa Steelheart, First of Thy Name, Titan of Ice, Snowwarden, Frozenborn, Queen of Newcago and all Lands of the Seventeenth, I, Mac, do swear my humble, undying fealty to thee. I shall forevermore serve thee and thee alone with the utmost fervency, till last I draw breath”

As far as we know. Maybe it also has a voice screaming at her, and influencing her. We also don't know if it drains investiture.

Mac steps through the door, the other paired Seon standing behind him. He places a spike onto the desk. "Do I need more of a permit? I'm buying it for the DA.''

The seons continued to pulse. What about Dawnshards? It waited for a reply.

Well, you see, me and my high school friends talk about world domination, sooo... I’m not sure if I should trust you.

“Ah, thank you. It’s been to long since I was able to channel.” turning to queen elsa, “My last, I believe that now I am able to completely become a member of your court.”

A swim floats in and delivers the following message: Do you have any dawnshards? What about shards? If you have shards, could I please have ruin? Or Odium. Thank you. It waits for a reply.

How are we supposed to advertise?

Nah, the GB’s aren’t gone though. Before they booted me out of the chat, there was talk of a purge coming. And we have no proof that the picture mraize showed was permanent. If I were mraize, I would have a purge, use that as an opportunity to declare the gbs dead, then start up an even more secret version of the cult.

Mac stepped out of a dark alley. His black cloak flapping in the wind. Man I have missed The one power. He channeled a gust of wind to lift him up, so what was happening over the battle field. If only I could have gotten the Dor working. Filling the cognitive realm with the dor would give him a huge advantage wherever he went. Still, with out the AonDor he wasent completely powerless. He fingered the spikes anchoring his armor to his body. That should protect him from the steelpushers. Hopefully it was enough. Mac sat in the air and started a game of Go with Mack in his mind.

Thank you.

Shaking his hand free of the man grasping it, "What was that fo-" He was silenced by voidus' intimidating gaze, "Uhh... Whats in it?" Grabbing the vial, he saw what appeared to be copper suspended in a liquid. He sniffed it, and the liquid was alcohol. Do I drink this strange liquid offered to me by this Guy? Probably not, but what if I can't get to the DA without it? I need to risk it. Lifting the vial to his lips, he downs it in one gulp. As he hands the vial back to the man, he notices something in his stomach. Reaching toward it, he does something to it, and when that happens, memories flood him. Memories of a brilliant Hemalurgist, an amazing scientist, a man with a passion for survival. With these memories, came information about the guilds, people, places and hemalurgy that Mack never had even imagined existed. "AH! What did you do to me?" Mack screams at the man. He responded with a flat stare. He wants me to burn it all. Mack continued to burn the copper. Receiving dozens of life's worth of memories and experiences. When he was done, he collapsed on the ground, exhausted from the two competing consciousness' in his mind. Mac vs Mack. Groaning, he sits up. "This is confusing. Give me a moment Voidus. I need to collect my thoughts. Dang. That was a lot more confusing then I thought it was going to be. Sorry Mack. I will have to keep you down, for a while." Who the storm are you? What are you doing in my head? "Sorry buddy, Thank you for being my host. I'll try to let you out once in a while." What the Storm is happening? Trying to subdue the raging elantrian in his head. Mac began to pick through Mack's memories. I'm genuinely sorry about this. Whadda ya say about working together? ARE YOU CRAZY? YOU COMMANDEERED MY BODY! That is going to take a while. "Well, I'm back fellas!"