Invocation
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I included the reference to it being destroyed, which was all the significance those events deserved, given that the monster thing will likely be referenced in the page for the main plot thread that spawned said monsters, which seems to be a better location for specifics on that than adding a rabbit-hole to the Tavern page that sends people running across the wiki looking for answers to questions that spawn more questions. Even if that's 90% of what happens with wiki-browsing.
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Neither of those were really plots. They were derailments.
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They also had a penchant for finding out the weaknesses of powerful Epics and murdering them. Steelheart was notably paranoid (it was mentioned that he slept in a different room each night, at random) and so he sent the best possible person for that in: an illusionist who could reincarnate. I don't think there was a good time for that to happen. The Reckoners would know if she disappeared for too long that something was up and would pull out immediately, ridding Steelheart of his chance to permanently get rid of the main cell of them. Communicating via mobile wasn't an option either, given that Prof/Tia was monitoring all communications on Reckoner mobiles. Steelheart and Firefight didn't know if they'd told any of the other cells, either, or which ones those might be. Doubtless they were hoping for a chance that some of that would be slipped in passing conversation and allow for a greater victory for Steelheart.
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I've done the Odd Job Tavern, and there's not much of a plot summary to be added so I wasn't going to bother with it. The plot I had planned keeps getting interrupted, so I'm not going to start it again until the main plot chills out a little. I'll update that if and when I get a chance to resume the plot planned. I'll do the Maelstrom Tavern stuff now, too, while I'm thinking about it.
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Invocation replied to Doomstick's topic in General Brandon Discussion
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Aluminum eats Investiture, essentially.
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WOB to the rescue!
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Technically everything in the cosmere is made of Investiture to some degree so that's not much of an argument. But really, it's more that most (the Aethers are debatable) solid-form Investiture = metal but not all metal = solid-form Investiture. Take aluminum, for example. If it was made solely of Investiture in the same way the godmetals were, it would blip itself out of existence immediately by consuming itself.
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If he's Invested enough, I doubt the hallucinogenic would work.
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If I wasn't constrained so far on my word count and could add more backstory, there'd be an explanation for that. If you're interested, here's the explanation: I hate word limits. They force me to do stuff like that without a good explanation, leading to a jarring sensation on the reader instead of a closure.
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Story prompt: He walked along the golden beaches, dragging his scythe behind him. He stops in front of you. “Well…it’s finally your time.” That was a prompt someone gave me for a friendly writing contest he was organizing, and while I've already submitted it, I figured I wanted some critique on it after the fact, while I'm waiting to be able to read all the other ones. So please, come and give me feedback. Might be hard to do with such a short story, but I figure there's something wrong somewhere in there that I can't see.
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Kind of but also not really. I can see the angle both ways. Either way, I'm gonna give the show a shot.
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OD - -1.00 sphere, -1.50 cylinder, 180 axis OS -.75 sphere, -1.50 cylinder, 165 axis.
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"Are we allowed to test that?" Arthos asked, completely disregarding that he would die if he somehow succeeded in wrecking the ship.
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Begone. Contacts are horrible. *shudder* Putting something directly directly on your gooey eyeballs.
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Arthos's arms flared into fiery life as he went directly from a prone position to standing. "That was...disconcerting. What happened and where am I now?"
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It's just spoken shorthand for them getting sent to the Shattered Plains, I think. The one that finally tips the scales. The last sentence is probably just a clarification for first-time readers.
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Exceptionally doubtful. BAM was filling the parshmen with a different level of juice that affected them more deeply, while the Thrill just locked them into energy and bloodlust and left them reeling when the sensation was removed. No deeper transformation, unlike what happened to Amaram due a similarly deep bond with Yelig-nar.
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I have yeehawed my way into this group with bleach-stained retinas. For context, the reason I first got glasses was because I got sprayed in the face with bleach.
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They are firmly not parshmen, unless no one chose to acknowledge those changes at the end of Oathbringer when some collapse after Dalinar shoves the Thrill in Honor's Drop.
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"There are six elements I know of, not to mention any others that I have yet to find, and I know nothing of this "spirit world" you mentioned. The only spirit I know is the one that kept me in those accursed caverns for so long."
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"I have no idea what you're talking about," Arthos said, completely flat after coming down from the high that channeling that much power gives.
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Arthos's grin widened and he took a step backwards to ensure no unfortunate accidents could happen and began to draw on his power. The shadows of everything and everyone lengthened, stretching towards him independant of the light source that created them. "One." Water began to condense out of the air and swirled around his feet, frothing and whirling faster and faster, a maelstrom in miniature. "Two." Winds began to blow, converging on Arthos and lifting him slightly into the air. His glowing began to intensify as the draw became increasingly difficult to maintain. "Three." Rocks began to skitter around, drawn as if by gravity towards him. "Four." Fire gathered in his palms, glaring whitehot. "Five." Lightning began to strike around him from clouds that boiled up, and Arthos's glowing became nearly too intense to look at directly. "And six. "These are the powers at my command." "That's a shame. I was just starting to have fun." He let the power die down and the elements relaxed.
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"Depends on what you refer to as all. I could demonstrate, if you wish," Arthos grinned, his inner showman coming out to play.
