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    The canopy popped open and Dwig jumped out, holding a plasma rifle. "I have only one thing to say. Happy new year, ya rusting cremheads." he quipped, before opening fire on the group.
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    *scratches head* Dwig is becoming a same powered businessman.
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    Dwig ignored the projectiles, ramming the throttle to full and pushing the yoke down. The plane crashed into the ground, plowing a furrow into the earth. It sat there, smoking.
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    Hello, and welcome to the Shard! We have many amenites, such as: - An abundance of theories about everything Sanderson ever wrote, and the theorists to go with them. - An almost endless supply of various Sanderson related jokes and memes. - Cookies! - Several active roleplays, if that's your thing. - Many discussion threads, with only some of them relating to Sanderson. - A great community. And a ton of other stuff!
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    loc ate all the uncapitalized infinity stones.
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    Not sure. I've read it somewhere besides the Coppermind, though. Also, can I have an Odiumblade? Or maybe a Ruinblade? Perhaps a Devotionblade?
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    What! They've found me out! You should totally join the Ghostbloods, who may or may not be part of the Alleyverse! (We're cool. Find us in the subforum)
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    *Quckly counts on fingers* But some are dead.
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    Dwig ran forward and jumped into the fighter. The canopy closed and the engines started with a powerful rumble. The plane shot into the air and flew towards the Precusor army. Inside the cockpit, Dwig smirked and linked his power armor's onboard computer to the jet's. His helmet HUD changed from the standard layout to the pilot's layout. The display had an artificial horizon, speed indicators, weapon selection and a comms display. He scanned the buttons in front of him, and punched one labeled Division cannons. He shifted his finger onto the trigger and dove towards the army, straifing them with the Surge guns.
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    ^^^^ (Definitely not a ploy to get Winder Devotion back)
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    *points at New Player Guide/Guide to the Alleyverse* There's probably something about it over there.
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    The Place, which now had its capital letters back, was turned into the Capital of Capital Letters by Nobody, IT and CApITALIZATION. They locked a secret stash of Capital letters in a vault deep under somewhere.
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    I don't see your name on it.
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    Welcome welcome! I speak for everyone here when I say we're happy to have you. Who's your favorite Sanderson character?
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    Rick poofed into existence at the back of the room. "No Solace? I would have assumed he 'd be here for this joyous occasion. Also, congrats on almost being married." he smiled and leaned back.
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    "Well, there's nowhere else to go." Dwig pointed at the group of Precusors "They stand for everything the Ghostbloods don't. Even if I could run, I'd stay here. For the Ghostbloods." he flicked his wrists and crossed his arms over his chest. White armor plating shot out over his body from bracers on his wrists and ankles. His duster transformed into a chestplate and torso armor. A helmet grew out of the coat's collar and sealed shut. Even in his armor, Dwig was smaller than Crow. His sleeker, lower profile power armor made him look like an arctic fox standing next to a black wolf.
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    Dwig stepped up next to him and waved Crow over. "Do you have any aircraft stored here, or anywhere else for that matter?"
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    Dear Sleepy in Springfield, You can find out how to do this with iron man who is the best thing to remember when you get to sleep. I have never had any problems with this. It has been generated for use by the citizens of Portland Oregon and we have been working on it. You should do it. It's more about how you can do it, but I think we should do it together. Sincerely, Alexa. Dear Google, I'm always hungry. No matter how much I eat, I never feel full. I never gain any weight, and can eat without stopping for hours on end. I want to feel full again. Sincerely, Peckish in Portland.
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    Rick grinned, genuine happiness showing on his face. "Well, I'll be damned, it worked. Goodbye, friend. I'll be seeing you." Rick winked and disappeared.
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    A tall man waited on a nearby rooftop, watching the proceedings below. He had an oversized sword in his hands. It wasn't a Shardblade or an Honorblade, but something much, much more powerful. The cutting edge was divided into two halves, one was gleaming metal and the other shining crystal. The center of the blade was milky white stone, engraved with Aons, glyphs, and Steel Alphabet symbols. The man, who by now was known throughout the Alleyverse as Rick, smiled and rose off the rooftop a few inches. Light streamed off the sword and into his body, powering his Lashing. ~~~ Dwig ran across a flat rooftop nearby DIDGERIDOO. Reaching the edge of the roof, he Pushed on the gutter mount, shooting up into the air. He jumped over rooftops on his way to the Worldspike.
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    Soon, soon. I'm gonna go write out some death scenes for some of my characters.
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