Stormblessed Dolphin

I mean.. Maybe? See, The distinction of "Senior Member" was just to show who the original members were Pre-potato. It doesn't really carry much of anything beyond that

Hello everyone! I, Stormblessed Dolphin, Leader of TUBA, have returned from my Absence! Welcome @Hydra! I have added you to the member list. (Also, if anyone is missing from the member list, please let me know..)

However, SpongeBob proved to be indestructible force of stupidity. No matter how much Awesomeness they used against him, he would somehow survive their hatred. However, because of the amount of hatred they generated, Odium was attracted to this place. He was NOT Awesome, so Lift and Odium fought an epic battle.

What is this place? The Shard. What are these books that we read? The cosmere, the others. Who is this man? Brandon Who are we? we are the broken. The radiants in training. We are the beaten down. We are the stressed, the heavy laden, and the faint. We are the dregs, and yet the cream of society. We are the future, and we are hope. We read; to escape, to leave behind everything within mortal bounds. To escape the realities, to escape the stress. We read, and we read. Our hearts are enraptured by that great unknown. The infinite possibilities, all flowing onto the page. Forming into epic stories, wondrous tales. Tales of other worlds. Yes, this is where we escape to. The fantastic unfolding of plots, secrets, plans. The heroes who fought, bled, strained, triumphed, died, and survived. The clashes of Gods, the stories spanning ages. We drink it all in. In through the cracks in our souls, filling us, making us feel while for a time. This is our sweet escape. And from these examples, these heroes and warriors we reverence, we see into ourselves. We see who we are. We build ourselves up, we learn from them, and from ourselves. And we grow. And here we make friends, others who are broken. Friendships forged through fires. The fires that break us, the heat that cracks our souls. But where we are broken, we can expand. To fix a piece of fabric, you must add more thread, or more cloth. When the heat comes for us, yes we are hurts but when we heal, we grow, and not only that, but we can grow together. Meld with the souls of others. Find connection with our peers. And our souls will rise together, learning, growing, reading.

Awesomeness

But then, Butt once more realized that it was all irrelevant.

I vote for the discord bot option

@Archer RAFOEL. I'M DYING XD

I'm Back! I'll make sure to update the lists lol, should be able to get to it tomorrow.

For punative damages of course

Then, Butt went around collecting investiture. Eventually he collected enough to become a new shard. He was called Longbottom, Shard of Butts.

@JacobClaessen and @Caesura These oaths are accepted. Welcome! I'll get you added to the member list! We have a PM for our members which I will add you to, and if you're interested, we also have a discord (linked at the bottom of the first post)

he was allergic

cook out shakes

That

Beaver

Welcome to the Shard! I like your analogy lol. So, what's your favorite Sanderson book? (If you're interested in social groups/guilds check my signature, and for info and warnings about cookies, see Archer's signature above me) (your Signature is the text below your post)

Then he decided to only speak one word at a time, starting with: Rutabaga

When you read "Rogerian" as "Rosharan"

oh, Okay, I wasn't sure what you were talking about. Thought you meant TUBA

What do you mean? All of our original members are still active

Unfortunately, we don't have an official public enemy list, just an informal joke/idea

You... I won't even question this.. but.. Why? (I mean, there's no point as we has for the most part labeled you Public enemy no. 1 )

Fortunately for Butt, as keeping the hat would have led to his being beaten, Lift appeared again, and yanked him away, he dropped Wayne's hat. "Come on!" Lift said, "dontcha know that what you're looking for is this way?" but then Lift disappeared and Butt found himself in the middle of a desert. He continued his search, for, whatever he was searching for.