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So I get to do one now, right? Hmmm. This character is dead.

This is the most intelligent and articulate fandom I've ever met. And that WAS the compliment, everyone, don't go quoting Syl on me...

Ah. Quellion.

...Marasi?

Although for some reason the ending wasn't my thing. I mean, it rocked, but for some reason I wanted The rest was great.

Thank you for this...

This sounds fun! Marsh?

Where...did you get these book IVs?

You're asking me for BOOK REFERENCES?!?!?!?! MWAHAHAHAHAHA Okay, so Wings of Fire by Tui T. Sutherland. On the middle school level, but it's fantastic. Plenty of female main characters, some of whom are magic users maybe depending on how you look at it. They're all dragons. My profile pic is from it and I HIGHLY recommend it. First book is The Dragonet Prophecy. Also Books of Bayern by Shannon Hale. Really good and fills the requirements of female protags who are magic users. First book is The Goose Girl. Eon and the sequel Eona by Alison Goodman. Fulfills the requirements. First book is Eon. The Legend of Eli Monpress by Rachel Aaron. Fulfills the requirements. First book is The Spirit Thief. Great series. This is controversial, but, well, I like the series. Twilight by Stephanie Meyer. Fulfills the requirements. First book is Twilight (of course). And while we're at it, she also wrote The Host (standalone) which fulfills the requirements and The Chemist (standalone) which has a female protag but she doesn't use magic. And all of what she writes is set on Earth, rather than somewhere else like everything else here. But I have to at least offer it. I can suggest more, but I can't promise that they'll be adult or even sometimes teenager content. But really books can be good regardless of genre or target age, as shown with multiple successful authors. And this isn't a book, but it is fantasy, set in a world that is not real, with lots of female main protagonists that use magic (though they might not call it magic, similar to Alcatraz's technology debate). It's a really good, fairly clean, AMAZING-music-containing anime called RWBY. I love it, so I do recommend that even though it isn't a book. I...may have gotten slightly carried away there. Good luck finding books and have fun reading!

Wait, you mean you didn't need him and his work to live before? I've needed him since I found him...

...I love everything he writes... Maybe it's just because I'm fairly random myself, so the Alcatraz books were right up my alley. Of course, most clean fantasy that's decently written is.

Don't trust cookies! Also, you can guess my favorite Aon. I'll give you two tries. Mistborn is great, and my mind goes back and forth every day on whether I like it more or SA.

Sanderson is definitely life. Books before food and water Reading is important but don't overdo it

When for no apparent reason, THIS pops into your mind: Hello Darkness my old friend... I've come to steal your lunch again... Edit: I already posted this. And this edit is way late.

Interesting. Essokinesis?

I have read Legion and Skin Deep. When I wrote this, I didn't know where I wanted to go with the story. Michael is doing...something. Magical. And it has to do with his hallucinations. But I honestly don't know what he's doing. Essentially I wrote a beginning with no plotline to it. Ideas on what to have him do would actually be more than I have right now. Sorry, that's not much help.

I've heard it before...in Google Hangouts when Blessing of Potency spams it at me. I guess I'm just not up to date on Internet memes.

...okaaay

Hello. This is my account if you need to know it. Good luck in the fanbase my friend.

Granted. Eternity ended ten years ago. You are now an Elantrian for a decade, until Raoden does his thing and you are restored.

Where is he currently in the Cosmere? Is he aware?

So I love to write, and a while back I did a random thing for Creative Writing. I like how it turned out, but I haven't the slightest where to go from here. Like literally NO CLUE. At all, about anything. So any help or brainstorming in any way will be appreciated and considered. Thank you. Scifimagicality I was walking down a seemingly normal concrete sidewalk when I witnessed a strange tremor run through the ground. I stepped forward and nothing happened. I took another step and fell through the sidewalk, slamming into the cement beneath me. “Well done, Michael,” said a cool voice above me. “The test succeeded.” I scrambled to my feet, facing a suited man with dark mahogany hair. “James Clark,” I said, trying to save my dignity. “Why are you here? My regular tester is-” “Gone,” James said rigidly. “As he shall be for the remainder of your stay here.” I gave my nemesis my sharpest glare and responded, “This is scientific work, James. You were always a man of art. I don’t see why you possibly might want to work in the field of holograms.” “Yes, well,” James offered, “I prefer sculpting, yet somehow my rigorous performance landed me here.” I turned to my side suddenly in a light-fast maneuver, searching out a flash of red. I was constantly leaping up and glancing around due to my days in the holo room, testing out new scenarios for scientists. It sometimes made people look at me strangely, but the jumpiness was worth it. I often discovered things that many others missed because they weren’t fast enough. For that matter, other people saw things that I didn’t since I wasn’t watching what everyone else was. The red was caused by a cloak whipping through the air. The cloak was attached to a tall, imposing lady. I stood my ground, however, and dealt with her presence by taking a step forward instead of shrinking back. “And you are?” I inquired, hoping that I sounded important. “No one of any interest,” said the woman. “Mr. Clark, you are needed in room five one two.” James stood and joined the red-cloaked woman in walking out the door. I hastened to follow. The lady took one glance at me and pulled out a remote. She selected a sickly yellowish button and pressed it. Then she swept out the door. James cast me a last look and said, “A new scenario will be playing out shortly. Should take you until we get back.” “Mr. Clark!” He headed after the strange lady. I shrugged and awaited the next hologram. This was, after all, what I was paid to do. Outside the room four men watched. Two lounged, while one - James Clark - hurried after the only female in the room. She was quickly exiting. The last person stared through a one-way mirror at the room his comrades had just vacated. “Louise,” he said before the red-cloaked woman could leave. “Yes?” she answered quietly, without any of the pomp she had boasted in front of Michael. “What were you thinking when you brought him here?” Louise sighed as though reciting an old mantra. “He’s something different, Walt. He’s not simply your average insane person hallucinating. What he sees is more in depth. Detailed. It’s almost as though he truly is immersed in holograms, rather than visions manufactured by his own brain. Matters of the mind never make sense. It’s a wonder we know anything at all.” Walter wasn’t buying her act. “Scientifically, the other part of what he can do isn’t possible.” “We know.” “You shouldn’t have done it. He shouldn’t be with us now.” “I know,” Louise said roughly, “but there’s no going back.”

We aren't freaks, we're nerds. Branerdons. Doesn't roll off the tongue as easily as Sanderfan, does it?

Granted. You are cursed with the inability to communicate in ANY WAY.