Stormblessed Dolphin

Having caught wind that the city was about to be nuked, Storm dismissed his plate and blade, And dug into his backpack. He pulled out a medallion, pressed it to his arm, and tapped the F-Steel reserve within it, running to the Ghostblood camp, which was being taken down (is that God modding? I just assume that they are leaving. I'll edit if I need to) hoping to find someone who could tell him more about what was happening.

A leftover Doom-Squirrel peeked out from behind a building

It rained Tacos

Storm looked down at the piece of paper before him. Swing buzzed on his shoulder. How could he make peace with the traitor? By signing this document you agree to make peace amongst the Black Crusade and TUBA for the betterment of the Alleyverse, to protect civilians, and to quell the outbreak of Hemalurgic monstrosities. For the betterment of the Alleyverse.. _ _ _ Storm left the document where Devaan had said. But it was not signed. instead it had a note attached to it, reading: Devaan, I am sorry. I cannot sign this. I do not have the strength.. But I will agree to end the conflict among us temporarily, in order to save the Alleyverse. I will work with them for now. I will Honor Rashan's final wish. By Harmony, I will.. ~Storm _ _ _ Storm walked towards the fighting. Remembering his Oaths, his truths. Life before death, strength before weakness, journey before destination. I am a coward, I save myself at the peril of others... I do not know who I am, I wear one thousand faces... He wouldn't be a coward this time.. He would help, somehow... He would find himself. He would wear his true face. He would take a step towards that. He saw Kane and Mace fighting up ahead, in an Amberite suit, hammer striking down abominations. He ran towards them, speaking as he ran; "I have hidden behind a fake name, but truly, I, Am, Deveraux." For a moment, he was in another time, another world. _ _ _ "Devvy, com here!" Anna shouted gleefully, "Look at what I got you!" Deveraux smiled at his younger sister, following her up to her room. She rummaged in a drawer, pulled something out and hid it behind her back, grinning. "What is it Anna?" He asked her, crouching down so he was eye level with her. She waved it out with a flourish, "Tada!" she exclaimed showing a ring with The words "To Devvy from Anna" carved into it crudely. "And its made of tin, so you can use it for your magic!" she said, grinning even more broadly. "I love it Anna, thank you storm said, taking the ring from her and giving her a hug. _ _ _ Just a day after that, his house burned down, killing everyone but him. Storm looked down at a tinmind on his pinky finger, the same ring his little sister had given him, nine years ago. Tears fell from his face. Why did he think of that now? Swing buzzed from his shoulder again, "This is a powerful truth." Realizing what he had just done, Storm summoned his Shardplate. Armor fitting him exactly, locked together perfectly. He summoned Swing as a blade and leaped to assist Mace and Kane, bringing his blade down on one of the Hemalurgic monsters. "Want some help? Storm called to the two, in their dual person Amberite armor.

this earned you an upvote. because I agree.

Narrator SD killed Narrator Apollyon with a shard-pencil

Narrator SD was angry at Apollyon for god-modding his army of doom squirrels to tiny size. In retribution, he turned a whole city into cheese, and sent Doom-rats to eat it. The cheese was magic, and it made the Doom-Rats grow to be 10 feet tall.

Narrator SD (who always referred to himself in this way and in third person) had been biding his time, preparing, and now he summoned a huge army of doom-squirrels

when Rashan gave his speech Rashan's words seemed filled with a great force. Storm considered what he said, it made him remember what they were really trying to accomplish. unity. Peace. That's what TUBA had been about. It had been about spreading safe cookies. It had been about making friends. But what had they become? A passive organization. They'd thought neutrality would be best. But it had accomplished nothing. They'd entered this war, out of necessity, they couldn't stand by as their city was destroyed. But they hadn't truly considered what part they played. Maybe it was time to bring unity and peace again.. present time Devaan was calling for him, Storm turned around and saw him pushing through the crowd towards him. "Yes Devaan? What is it?" Storm shouted to him over the noise, also making his way to meet him.

when for some reason you're driving down the road see this wall, and have vague thoughts about Stormward and Leeward side.

Constipation actually

Narrator SD turned Butt's hand into cheese

By the way, I updated the Members list on the OP. (If you're a TUBA member and you don't see your name, please let me know)

Indeed. These Oaths are accepted Welcome to TUBA!

A new horde of Doom-squirrels appeared five blocks down the street

Narrator SD came back to the thread

I am a Narrator.

yeah, but we have just enough of a storyline/purpose that the Mods don't lock the thread

Blast it all Storm thought. though he wasn't ungrateful to Solace for saving him as he had -- for the TUBA building had been so overrun that it was a waste of effort, and investiture, to try and save -- he was certainly frustrated by the loss of the Terminal. That had been the only TUBA building in the city that had one. it could take days for the rest of the Stone Soldiers to arrive, for now, they had to walk. Fortunately they would probably arrive in about 2 days. after all, they were tireless stone soldiers, and they could take the spikeway, allomantically hopping along.

In the background, an unmade narrator from Georgiabama summoned a Squirrel of Raging Doom from the pit of The Ring of Destruction (don't question it.)

Repairing the 9000000000000000000000000000000000000087165th wall

"Parfaits may probably be the most delicious thing on the whole dang planet!" -Donkey

Parfaits