Ed Venture

Would there be a way to change my Profile name before the 90 day period? I wish to un-ookla myself, but thought that there were three or four name changes. Not two. And now that Ookla season is over I would rather not wait two-ish more months to fix my name.

Charley found himself stalking the dark tunnels beneath Newcago. Beneath the beneath of Newcago even. He messed up. He messed up big time. The darkness helped him think, and the complete silence helped him focus. Tablecloths weren’t that big of a deal anymore. No one would buy from him. So Charley found himself without money, only a handful of tablecloths, and desperation, as he hunted for the gangs. Maybe one could help him? He needed money. Just a few weeks would be enough. Of course, nothing would come that easily. He applied, got the job, and then landed smack dab in the middle of a crisis. A dagger had gone missing and who knows what else was about to happen? Charley would just leave now...but his business needed this money. Just a few more days. His tablecloths could wait till then. And, if he solved all the chaos, the boss would probably reward him. Leaving the dank corner he was crouching in, Charley walked up to someone and asked, “Well...this crazy business about daggers and epics? Too much for us common folks eh?” ~ ~ ~ If anyone wants to respond, I’m down. This black market business is fun. I’m a little worried about the massive quantities of daggers, a easy way for almost anyone to block actions would become a problem. But...I’m sure that everything will balance itself out in the end. The gun isn’t that bad? One-use and only one that’s known. I assume that there are two more? Maybe only one.

Wins by Brandon’s middle name being Winn.

The Nalthis cognitive anomaly!

@Maxgy Dude? Loneliness is the worst. I’m sorry that you’re feeling bad right now. But if you ever want to talk, I am always down for a conversation. *hugs* Have a good rest of the day. *thumbs up*

...it’s bittersweet. I happy you’re back, but...I’m really sorry that you’re back. Always...look on the bright side of life I guess?

Jay, weather this is a serious plea for help, or a Dalinar joke. The Nightwatcher grants this wish, giving you a strong belief that you are redeemable and that hope is eternal. Your bane is that you cry at the next Disney movie you watch. I wish for a warm blanket.

...oh. Well...um...I’ll send you the .ttf files? But you’ll have to find a way to add them to your computer.

You have a chromebook?

Granted, but you’re the deal king. I is wishing for time to compress around me at will. It is adjustable and selectable for when it activates. The bubble of compressed time is at least five feet in diameter and no more than ten. It compresses time to a maximum of one second to an hour and a minimum of one second to two. This ability comes at no cost to me, or anyone else. The power to fuel this comes directly from the Nightwatcher.

When your replace the fonts on your computer with the steel alphabet, and with the woman’s script, and still don’t understand it.

It’s sad that no one ever sees these. They’re all amazing. But no one sees them. Good job.

By the delicious german brot?

Potato juggled his eyes, rolling them in millions of tiny circles.

These rhymes are getting meta, so here's another one I brought.

Granted, however it’s stuck to your face. Permanently imprinted on your forehead. I wish to not wish. You can just make a wish.

*hugs* Ene, good choice. You’ve got a community here that’ll help you. Best of luck.

*cries in student* Granted. But all your notes are destroyed. You can never study again. I wish for a personal hammer-space.

Quick! Stop posting! I’ve just finished reading all of forum games! Don’t post! If you post I’ll have to read it all again! Don’t post!

When someone mentions lashings and you react way too joyfully.

Luna has video proof that cats can mentally interface with electronic devices. The end is neigh!