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    Narrator Dapper Appeared, having heard a JoJo OP. "Traitors Requiem is good, but Fighting Gold is better. I mean, Coda."
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    "Oh, about the standoff?" Yera asked, "Well," she held up five fingers "Five seconds till it's over." she dropped a finger, "Four, Three, Two, One," Her hand curled into a fist, and a group of Trident security officers burst in, brandishing rifles "Game over," she said, motioning to the two armored men, who the officers surrounded. Yera smile widened, "I'd read you your rights, but you don't have any. At least the masked man doesn't. You're under corporate arrest, for stealing and damaging Trident property."
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    All the Iron Man movies have a special place in my heart. They were the first MCU movies that I watched, and I enjoy them immensely. They're enjoyable because Tony is always fixing some problem that he caused, not defending others from danger.
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    They are? I don't think they're an Alleyverse guild.
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    Hmmmmmmmmmmm. Mayhaps we can have our own fourm........ Mayhaps not.
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    The KA are a guild now? Hazekiller character coming soon.
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    Doc groaned. "Again? Well, I'll be down in the workshop." he stood, grumbling, and cleaned up his stuff. A few minutes later, he was back down in the workshop, refining his diagram
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    I'll support rules 73, 61, 64, 51, 50, 63. I do not support any other rules. I propose the Rule of Big Eggs: Once you have gained 100 Eggs, you lose all your Eggs and get one Big Egg. Each Big Egg is worth 100 Eggs. :3
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    Drat. I can't read.
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    Happy first day of the fourth month of the eighteenth year of the third millennium of the Common Era, guys.
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    Drat. We'll have to start again. Happy first day of the fourth month of the eighteenth year of the third millennium of the Common Era, everyone.
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    Just wishing you a happy first day of the fourth month of the eighteenth year of the first century of the third millennium.
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    Happy april fools day, Mac.
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    "What'cha mean go to the pool. They probably meant the pool here." Doc gestured to the backyard.
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    Doc reached into the fridge, pulling out leftover pizza, sandwich supplies, two cans of Sprite Cranberry, and pint container of ice cream, which he checked and put back. He grinned and put the pizza in the microwave. While it was heating up, he made a sandwich. After he had finished, he took the pizza and sandwich, put it one a plate, grabbed the cans of Sprite and walked over to the table. People always critisized him for his prefrence in breakfast food, but he had always enjoyed eating nontradional foods for breakfast. He sat down, cracked a can and took a bite of pizza.
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    Killien found himself back on one of the farming ledges, overlooking the Oathgates. He held out his hand and Ji walked on to it. "I know what I should do. You've been hanging around for a while now, and I bet I've been sucking in Stormlight for at least as long." he sighed, "I should say the Words" she nodded, a smile on her face. "Fine. Life before Death, Strength before Weakness, Journey before Destination." he didn't feel any diffrent. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a sphere, rolling it between his fingers. "I'm gonna regret this." he muttered, then breathed in. Nothing happened. "Huh." Killien thought back to a story he had heard fom a bridgeman squire. He said you had to try to breathe in, but also not. Storming helpful, that. Well, only one way to continue; keep trying until he got it. He tried again. Nothing. Then again. The sphere blinked out. Killien whooped and jumped up into the air. When he landed, he lost his footing and tripped over the edge of the ledge. As he sailed down, he somehow managed to breathe in more Light. He was laughing when he hit the ledge below, breaking several bones. Sormlight rushed to heal them and he jumped up, afire with Light. Killien ran inside, heading back to his quarters.
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    Dapper Anti Rule 15Act: Anyone who posts a photo in relation to rule 15 loses all their Coolness Levels and 6 pounds of Eggs. I'll edit this into my last post as well. ((:3
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    I do not support rules 5, 9, 10, 22, 23, 28, 33, 38, 37, 41, 44, 43, 42. I support all other rules. Cat emote: ;3p Dappers Anti Rule 15Act: Any user posting a photo in relation to Rule 15 loses all their Coolness leves and six pounds of Eggs.
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    Wrong. Also :3:3:3:3:3:3 Cat emote: :^3
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    The law of inactivity. If a player does not comment supporting a rule, then their vote will count as a no. Cat emote ;^3
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    Doc stumbled into his room and crashed on the bed. He had worked on the idea that had popped into his head while watching MST3K earlier for several hours and still wasn't close to any results yet. After disassembling several scanning devices, he finally had finally given up and returned to his room. Early the next morning Doc's alarm switched on and dragged him out of a doze. He jumped out of bed and got ready in about five minutes. He was ready to tackle his idea. He strode purposefully out of his room and down to his workshop, where evidence of last night's work lay scattered about. He left most of it where it was, grabbing a sheaf of notes from a workbench and jumping in his chair. He rolled it over to a computer terminal and logged in. He accessed the multipedia, a massive database on things related to Knights Radiant. He wanted to confirm a few things about fabrials. A few minutes later, he grabbed a notebook and drew out a simple diagram. Nodding to himself, he stood up and brewed a cup of coffee with the coffe maker in the workshop. Cup of coffee in hand, he returned to the terminal and opened his CAD program. He was almost done with the Shardblade design he was working on when he hard movement upstairs. He jumped up and left the room, carrying his notebook. Doc sauntered into the kichen, noebook held under one arm. "Morning" he said casually to the Radiants.
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