Voidus

Still wouldn't be the weirdest weakness I've come up with One of the characters Voidgaze has dealt with was weak to birthday cakes.

Seriously considering changing Bioterrors weakness to zucchinis just for hilarity's sake.

Depends how clever Nighthound is in realizing when he's being manipulated, if she thought she could use him she'd put up with all his Slontzey creepiness, if not she'd probably leave him be, if she thought someone could track her she'd probably do her best to kill them.

So what does all of this suggest about Glass's taste in hot chocolate?

Can mine be 'McAwesometastic'?

More importantly can we send it to Angel so she can murder Timeport and Nighthound?

Sorry for the double post, Neverthere post up, in which a relationship potentially creepier than the one she had with Numnums begins.

Neverthere plastered her smile back on her face before turning to the Epic who'd just appeared. Thought he'd been eaten, a teleporter or he has self-reincarnation then I guess, could be an illusionist I suppose. She giggled as she replied. "You like mr. Numnums? I think he liked you too, he gave you his special hug, he gave me one too when I first met him. That's how I knew we were going to be together forever." Allowing some of her anger to creep into her tone and expression she continued, shifting her projection to stand right next to the previously-eaten-Epic. "Well I thought we'd be together forever but one of your meanie friends here decided to kill him just cause he was having some fun. I'm sure Wardy will bring him back for me though." Back at her corporeal body she registered a flurry of activity, it seemed that the strike team heading for Corpsemaker was mobilizing. "I've sent a little present to Corpsey to let him know how I feel about people killing mr. Numnums, you might be able to meet them if you hurry back. But if you want a friend like mr. Numnums here you should join up with Wardy, Lightwards that is. But mr. Numnums is mine when he gets brought back, so no cheating." Winking and blowing him a kiss she waved farewell "Gotta go, I like you so I'm sure I'll see you again, just remember that wherever I am, I'm Neverthere!" She shifted her projection away with a final giggle. --------------------------------------------------------------- Neverthere took in her destination, this time in a nondescript house inhabited only by one large man in a tanktop. "John." She said curtly, all sweetness gone from her voice and face. "Set up the safehouse on pine street, there's a keypad on the side of the house, code is 3427. Be gone by sunrise. Payment will be in two days at the usual place." She shifted to a vantage point on a nearby roof once she was sure he had the information he needed, watching him as he left to set up her safehouse. The MEE had been a nice idea but she'd only gone along because her last safehouse had nearly been discovered and she'd needed somewhere safe. Now that they'd angered the three leaders of the city, the MEE no longer seemed like a safe place, she'd need to move. Tonight if possible, she'd watch John until he'd finished setting up, then return and say she needed to check on something personally. Well I'll need to stock up on trip mines then, the cameras should still be working, and the remote detonation explosives should be fine, John should see to food and any other weapons. Planning her next move, Neverthere's body collapsed into mist once more.

He's a doctor who owns a cat and gives away hot chocolate, what's not to like?

This is obviously the real pattern behind the Reckoners hits, Davids guesses were all just a cover for something only he and Prof knew, any Epic who doesn't like hot chocolate must be eliminated with all haste.

"Euphy's gone?" Cornucopia asked "Oh how dreadful, well I must say there was always some concern with her, she's a dear of course but fragile." Cornucopia lamented the disappearance of one of Corvallis' most important epics with all the expression that she had when told someone was out of tea. "Yes I suppose a public demonstration would be best, can't have the rabble rioting now can we? If Chase could track down whoever started this then we could stage a public execution, strike hard and replace their joy with fear rather than anger. That should keep them quelled for now and focused on continuing to serve. I could perhaps cut off the food from some of the plantations as well, remind them how much they depend on our goodwill to survive." Cornucopia mused over her plan, she'd hate to kill any of her babies, perhaps just causing their fruit to wither and drop off early would be better, she'd needed to get some replanting done anyway, perhaps the new crop could be altered some way in order to make up for the lack of Euphoria's presence, some kind of chemical that elevated moods... She bit her lower lip slightly, deep in thought though trying to show Rainmaker her attention.

She could indeed, any particularly uncommon medicines she'd have trouble with since if she doesn't really know what it is/ what it does she wouldn't be able to make it too easily. From Baxter she'd be pretty happy with a head pat, and since she's not corrupted too much yet she'd love a hot chocolate, because only truly evil Slontzes could not love hot chocolate

Greetings 'the New Guy', welcome to the 17th shard where cosmere knowledge and insanity flow in equal measure. Can I interest you in a welcome-cookie?

Yeah that's the most common fanon term, I don't think we really need one since there's only one in the history of Scadrial as far as we know and from now on even regular Mistborn are going to be nigh impossible. I'd prefer to let Brandon coin the term if necessary rather than just deciding on something at random which may have to be changed later.

It is? Huh, well I may have to go back and read the last few scenes but I'll try to get something up soon. None from me, did you have any plans with him? He could be one of Cornucopia's attendants, or just a soldier, or one of Rainmaker's attendants I suppose. Hmmm... Not sure, tracking her to Frequency will be hard since she's been doing a bit of flying, not sure how that would affect Backtracks tracking plus it's probably a fair distance so by the time they got their she may have moved on. Perhaps they'll just reach a point where Backtrack can see she's obviously corrupted and show MV so she'll postpone the search until she can figure out what to do?

No that's right, wasn't sure if the messenger would be trusted with the details but she wouldn't ask for the reason from him anyway she'd just sigh and go along with it. My inspiration was if Lucentia kept her whining to the inside of her head

We used to do that sometimes, before we spent all our time posting comics and jokes instead Sounds good to me though. Given what we've seen of Arsenal's personality I doubt it would take much more than her appearance for SS to get guns pointed at her, so...

Nawww, I want to adopt her.

And first Cornucopia post up, hope it's good. I think I got the character how I wanted her but as I said, not exactly in the best position to judge my writing right now

Cornucopia was strolling through one of her urban plantations when a messenger arrived with the summons, the Vanilla nervously eyeing the plants sprouting handguns instead of the more usual fruits and vegetables one would expect to see. Amused Cornucopia manipulated one of the bushes, turning one of the guns towards the Vanilla as he bowed to her, a bead of sweat dripping slowly down his face. "I assume you have some reason for bothering me?" She asked, eyebrow raised. She notably did not signal the messenger to raise his head and so he wisely kept his head down and continued the supplicating gesture. "Yes, of course. Rainmaker requests your presence for a counsel of the Queens." He said, voice firming as he remembered his purpose. Cornucopia sighed gently as she examined him. More time away from the Arboretum. Can't be helped I suppose. "Very well then. I'll be with her shortly." She said, dismissing the messenger before turning her back to quickly inspect the rest of her crops, it wasn't particularly necessary, none of her plants were ever unhealthy but she'd always been something of a perfectionist. The soft crunch of a snapping branch followed by a sharp intake of breath from behind her caught her attention. She turned slowly to see that the messenger in his hasty retreat had broken the branch off of one of her trees before realizing his mistake, he'd turned halfway back to her, blood draining from his face. Cornucopia glided slowly towards him, face serene as she inspected the damage with delicate hands. No crop sprung from the broken branch, it was an old branch that was more decorative than practical. She smiled gently at the messenger whose face flushed with gratitude. A sharp bang sounded from her other side as one of the bushes nearby pulled the trigger from a handgun with one woody branch. The messenger collapsed, clutching his leg as he bit his lips to keep from crying out. All knew how Cornucopia hated people breaking the silence of her gardens. "See that you tread more carefully next time." She said, stepping over the bleeding man before swooping out of the gardens and into her car. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Sorry for the delay." Cornucopia said as she swept into Rainmaker's office. "Messenger broke one of my darlings and he needed some... correcting, might want to slate him up for an appointment with Euphy to remind him of his place." She nodded to Chase in greeting before continuing. "So what was this about a meeting? What's happened?"

Well before everyone protests it I'd like to say it was more for her benefit than his Although I'm sure he was desperately in need of a hug.

MV's tearful, blushing countenance broke into a smile when she saw Backtrack, which immediately prompted even further blushing. So stupid, why does he keep embarassing me like this? But he's here! And now he can help me find her and it'll all be ok. The doctor she'd addressed spoke up as well, telling her that she could speak to Backtrack and she felt a surge of gratitude towards him. In a surge of all her emotions and a sudden spontaneous urge she hugged the kindly Doctor and then gave Backtrack an even longer hug. "Thankyou! I'll make sure to keep him safe." She said, pulling Backtrack to one side so they could talk in private. "It's Alliso-I mean, Impact" She said in a rush, disjointed thoughts and memories spilling from her mouth. "She's gone, we were in the street and there were a bunch of Pandas with bows, and the pigs and then an elephant and then she was just gone and I don't know what to do but then I remembered you can find people and please, please just help me find my sister!" She grabbed Bactrack firmly as she made her plea, clutching his shirt in her hands as tears streaked down her face at the remembered grief. Lucy was about to follow the arrogant Epic out herself when Emma beat her to it. Thinking she could probably use some time away from Reader she let her go alone, staying to keep an eye over the other Epics in the clinic. She watched the blonde momentum Epic tearfully hugging one of doctor Game's patients who also seemed to be an Epic before turning her head in embarrassment. Watching Epics act weak and human always brought up a confusing well of emotions inside of Lucy. A part of her softened towards them but another, more primal part still screamed at her not to trust them, to never trust any Epic but a dead one. And even then some of the dead ones come back to cause trouble. She thought wryly. She approached dr. Game, staying carefully out of reach of the tearful, whispering Epic. "Is there anything you need doctor? I'm sure you'll be short on supplies with this attack and all you have to do is ask." Lucy had always regretted that her power couldn't heal people, she'd tried a few times but no matter how she wrote the words it didn't work, she supposed that something as complicated as human healing was too difficult for her, but she could create stitches, medical equipment and all kinds of other things. She was just happy that she had abilities that could do something other than hurt people, most Epics powers weren't designed to help people. Then again, neither were most Epics. She shot a glare at Reader before raising her voice slightly. "After all Epics in the Dalles are all supposed to use our abilities to help."

It's just taking me a little while to get the headset right, the meds I'm on at the moment make it a bit difficult, although I could probably right an awesome Neverthere scene at the moment, which probably says a lot about her character

We may need to start a dedicated pony/comic thread someday to keep track of all these, they're so hillarious but it takes so long to find them all going back through the 1000 or so pages of Questions.