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Apollyon

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  1. I’m sorry about that @Life&Death. Even I, after years of trying, have only gotten two of my friends to read Mistborn Era 1. They refuse to go further. I managed to get one to read Elantris, but that’s hardly enough for a Cosmere discussion.
  2. Arise o long dead thread!
  3. Granted, the Sticks rise up in a hostile takeover of the world, showing mercy only to fellow sticks. Your bane is that you are now stuck in the form of a pretzel stick, so you survived the conquest of the universe. But now you are left as a static, uncaring pretzel stick that cannot even claim “I am a Stick.” I wish for an amazingly practical scythe/sniper rifle...
  4. And considering the fact that the ghanderflaffle was currently on fire; the entire room was engulfed in a mess of snot, flames, and low self esteem.
  5. Mwahaha! I’m competitively cookie-clicking with my friend at school. We ascended at the end of the year and are starting with our new advancements next year...
  6. I love you as much as I do the 17th Shard. So much that I check on you when I could be doing something with my life... Are you a spren? Cause I wanna bond with you. Are you a lurcher? Cause I feel you pulling on me.
  7. Granted, but you see that the ghanderflaffle’s smeller part is broken so it cannot see you. It has to taste you instead. Violently. I wish to know why Hoid respects the Nightwatcher.
  8. The ghanderflaffle rippled with confusion, staring up at Butt with his nonexistent eyes. He could see with his smeller part. Edit: Ninja’d by @Nerd3.14159265358979
  9. The Nightwatcher rubs her chin thoughtfully. “Hmm...” She then suddenly snaps her fingers, making Hoid suddenly appear in the woods aside you. He kneels in respect. “Oh, glorious Nightwatcher, what would you have of me?” He asks. The Nightwatcher points at you and says “You and You, go.” She points out of the forest. As soon as you exit the woods, you become lashed to Hoid, never to leave his side again. The downside is that Hoid eventually grows very ahoid(annoyed) with you and decides to kill you. I wish for ghanderflaffles to rule the world oh, glorious Nightwatcher.
  10. His scream that sounded like a burning ghanderflaffle managed to summon one. A burning one. @Ashspren, you haven’t heard of ghanderflaffles, haven’t you?
  11. I feel you. I feel you so much. I once gave the clue ‘Brass 2’ for heat and fire. The idiots touched sword...
  12. So, in a sneezing fit, Butt Sneeze Venture cried himself to sleep.
  13. When the only surefire way to determine if something belongs to you is to see if it has Aons plastered over every square inch of it.
  14. “Change it now! I said ‘Schneeze’! Not ‘Sneeze’!” Butt howled in rage. Enzo hadn’t finished sneezing yet, so in seeming response he sneezed once more.
  15. The Lord Ruler died in a prolonged, scratchy, squeak. No gold compounding there. Butt proclaimed his might mightily, “Now, remember! My middle name shall be Schneeze henceforth!” Enzo held up his hands in front of his eyes to counter the brilliant light of an enraged Butt Venture. “F-fine! Your middle name is...”
  16. Mistborn: Secret History
  17. “What?!” Butt cried in dismay. “You realize I can destroy you just as fast as I brought him back!” Enzo stumbled backward as the Lord Ruler laughed maniacally in a high-pitched squeaky voice. “Mwahahahaha [Insert voice crack here] Mwahahahaha!”
  18. The Fullborn in his renewed godly might stood imperiously over... no one. For some odd reason, the Lord Ruler was now a miserably short midget standing at the whopping height of 1’ 3”. Unfortunately, even though he was a Returned, TLR could not grow. But he could shrink. Permanently.
  19. Butt pondered Enzo’s words thoughtfully. “Hmm... a middle name is worth it I’d say.” So with a snap of his fingers and a quick whistle...
  20. High Prelan [Insert name here] rubbed his eyes wearily after waking from being dead for 300 years. “Five more minutes... Ugh, fine, what do you want?”
  21. So they ventured/adventured out in search for how Butt could get a middle name. Turns out they just needed to see a prelan of the Canton of Orthodoxy to get it done. But the problem was that all the prelans are now dead.
  22. I say it’s called “The Dramatic Shenanigans of the League of Nincompoops”. Has a nice ring to it don’t you think?
  23. Eh, I rather liked that cookie banquet, I feel like the tuba music offset the scene. I mean, when Marsh spent hours making those cookies in his favorite heart apron only to have his pastry pieces of art ignored thanks to the spikes of blaring tuba music. P.S. They were sousaphones...
  24. Ah yes! My favorite part! And remember that dance-off between Hoid and Mizzy to decide what color chalk to use? Brilliant work on Brandon’s part!
  25. @King Cole, then you must know that Reckoner’s is Cosmere and that Alcatraz is Adonalsium?
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