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    Oh, cool, I must have misread things then.
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    Quick question: A bunch of people received pms from Joe that Coop was an elim right? But Coop claimed that he had received a pm that Lum was an elim, right? Did anyone else receive this pm, or was this addressed in thread, and I missed it?
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    Wren right?
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    I think I’ll spectate this round, (as I’m likely to disappear from the internet during the middle of it.)
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    I can rp unless Joe can get in touch. @Arraenae “Cotton, from the Southern Dominance. If you’re interested in materials, we’re having a sale on Satin. We also have a new limited edition item, a visibility cloak, for only 20 boxings.” Snip said
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    Opening this on mobile was a mistake
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    Anyone can add images to albums, so yes.
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    Sorry, I got caught up in some stuff yesterday. No game thoughts at this point, as I've just read the thread to check for rp. I should have some more comments, not matter how invaluable, a bit later. (Sidenote: do we know if Joe can post or not?) Snip awoke relaxed, his message had been sent, The message reads as follows: @Cadmium Compounder @A Joe in the Bush He climbed down the stairs, sighing as he knew the sight that would greet him when arrived at the bottom. Ash stained the floor of the room, and the cloth was wet with the remnants of the mist. He pulled out a broom, sweeping slowly, clearing the ash. Once that task was finished he grabbed some boards and a few nails, left over from when he had built a new set of stairs, and hammered them into the broken window, providing some temporary cover, while they waited out the siege. After that was finished, he stepped to walk over the Canton of Enforcement. The line was short when he arrived, relatively few people were there. Snip took his place at the back, idling running his hands through his thinning hair while he waited. When it was finally his turn in line, he stepped to the front. "I would like to report a thief. I run the quilt and suit shop in the commercial district. The Executive's Scissors, you probably haven't heard of it. Last night a thief smashed through my front window and stole some of my merchandise. I attempted to pursue, but was unable. The man at the front desk sighed. "Listen man, if these were ordinary times, yes I would be able to send someone to check things out, but these are not ordinary times. And even under the Lord Ruler, we wouldn't really be able to chase after something like this. There's no evidence, no leads, just an ordinary thief." Snip left silently, face downturned. Hopefully Cadoxi would be able to come through. He returned to the shop, pleased to see a growing line, and went in the back entrance. He made the final preparations for opening, and then unlocked the front doors. @Arraenae
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    One sec, I have to figure out some timeline stuff. I think @xinoehp512's Dedne will be in there, but he might be following us to the meeting. Assuming this is afterward, then Snip will for sure be there, but if not, then Dedne may be there instead.
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    The entire writerup basically had me feeling like the cabbage merchant
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    Jack grabbed the Shardblade with his other hand, directing it away from his face. The blood went into his eyes blinding him.
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    Jack woke with a start to the sound of screaming emanating from above. It echoed down the cellar reverberating for an unnaturally long time. He climbed to his feet, pulling the shard of glass from his pocket, ignoring the pains of the blood on his fingers. The fire above was flickered, dimming. He ran up the stairs, crawling as often as running. Whatever was going on up there was bad. He created the stairs to the see the most horrific, terrible sight. The large man was tearing into the flesh of a human body, the others watching. Feeling the bile rise into his mouth, his grip tightening on the glass shard, Jack sprinted to the cannibal. He shoved him off the body, and stabbed him in the face, aiming for the eye.
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    Yum
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    Butt canonically has every shard, so a new shard isn’t going to much
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    Goradel
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    Snip let out a sigh as the steps faded into the distance. Overhead that ash cursed owl still flew, as if to rub it in. A thief at the worst possible time, when the Executive/s Scissors was barely staying afloat. He put his hands to sides and caught his breath, forcing down the bubbling rage. He needed to focus, put things in perspective. There were ways to deal with thieves, even with Elend in power. He took a deep breath, air coming in and out, then another. He began the walk back to his shop in the darkness, only the occasional torch to guide his way. The mist felt wet against his skin, cool and reassuring. He had once been taught that they were a false god, remnant of the days before the Ascension, but with the Lord Ruler gone, even false gods would do. He was not one of the accursed suviorists, no. He wasn't about to follow a religion that was founded practically yesterday. As he approached his shop, light from the broken window casting shadows on his face, he began to formulate a plan. The enforcement would clearly be the most effective solution to the thief. While they didn't quite have the artistry of coinshot flying through the night, searching for answers, they were far more effective. But, his line of thinking paused, they were also corrupt. The probably of the trail "going cold" in the middle of the investigation, was high enough that he would need another avenue of attack, one slightly less...above the law. Surely Cadoxi would have a contact in the Venture guard of a Thug for hire. Smiling, he took his old note out of pockets, crumpled it up and threw it to the side outside the shop, preparing to draft a far different note. @Lumgol/ @Coop772 The note says:
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    @BringerofShadows I’m glad you enjoyed my emoji
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    “Pop tarts are made from people!” Snip yelled as he was dragged off to the pop tart factory let’s see who gets the reference
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    Pretty much. I use thread for random philosophical musings, as wells as the story telling.
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    And there cannot be love without tragedy. The tragedy of past decisions, of the lost future and previous loves. Love and tragedy are intertwined, without one, you cannot have the other, and with one you must.
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    I’m not sure if this is supposed to be sequel or squeal, but either way I’m entertained by the thought.
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    As the owl flew into the next room, a brick suddenly flew through the window of the Executive’s Scissors. A cloaked figure jumped into the shop, knocking Snip to the ground. Snip let out a groan as he hit, watching in pain as the thief grabbed 3 pairs of his shears. “No” he yelled, trying to gesture to Devon to stop him, but the man just stood there. The thief then jumped out the window, causing the mist to come into the shop. Snip took a few more second to catch his breath, then stood up, grabbing a pair of giant sewing needles reserved for leather work, and jumped out the window in pursuit of the thief. As his feet his the misty ground, he whirled, looking for the direction the figure had fled. Only the tiny pit-pater retreating into the distance was evidence of the thief’s passing, but it was enough. Snip launched into a dash, following the figure. @Fifth Scholar I guess?
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