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Fang nimbly dodged the acid spit that flew at him. He was half wolf, and knew how to honor his ancestors; a noble wolf was a great warrior and vice versa. He growled, the sound reverberating around the arena and seeming to grow louder with every echo, such was the acoustics. My father showed me how to fight with animals larger than myself, Fang thought as he rolled under another ball of spit. He then lunged forward, feeling his BioChromatic Breath being eaten away at by a small voice in his head, and attempted to hamstring his foe. @Archer -
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Fangblade snarled at the huge gray lizard, and looked down at Mara anxiously, then howled, "Could someone just please help them? They're almost dead! Please!" Spirit-Brother howled with him, the vine-like creature's irrevocable instinct to help people activated. "Please..." Fang growled anxiously, then donned a certain set of Type 4 Awakened claws. "Help them," he shouted at the Mediator, "or your dragon dies!" @Archer All of the fire that was being shot at him missed, because he Steelpushed all the bullets away.
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"Teens?!" Tena yelled after Klasten. "Seriously? Teens?! It's a weak E! T-eh-na!" She trailed off, then rolled her eyes and regarded the beavers hostilely. She checked her watch and saw that Klasten hadn't gone far at all. "Good." She peeked around the chimney and saw the handwriting of the message. "Somebody clearly has some fancy stuff going down, namely the handwriting." She knew that Klasten didn't write like that, which meant that he had been using a spanreed, which meant that he got messages from whoever it was often enough that he needed a spanreed for it, and she'd memorized a lot of people's handwriting and didn't recognize this person's... which left her with the conclusion that the person wasn't anybody currently in TUBA or the Ghostbloods. "Nice. That only means that it could be about three hundred million other people. Great." She checked the Tia card that was linked to Klasten's beacon signal, and noticed it was red, which accounted for the fact that if she teleported to him now, she'd be interfering with something else. She tucked the card back into its slot, not fancying getting caught inside a wall. She hopped off the chimney and leaned against it, viewing the battle between Mac and Ioc without particularly feeling inclined to help either.
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If Sanderson wrote the Bible...
Sherlock Holmes replied to Ripheus23's topic in General Brandon Discussion
1. War and Peace x1000 2. Sixteen, obviously. 3. Hemalurgy and the Selish arts. 4. In all the ways he could. 5. Jesus would be Lightsong, but transgender twice over. -
Fang Steelpushed as fast as he could onto the arena and started healing Atticus with Progression, then rushed over to Mara once Atticus was breathing normally again. He licked her nose while she healed, the small part of him that was Saint Bernard telling him that licking faces saved people.
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Tena Steelpushed all of the spikes away from her angrily, shouting, "Look 'ere, mutha...! I ain't gettin' spiked unless I do it meself!" She waved her Shardbattleaxe just as it appeared pointedly. "I'm the master of my own fate now," she muttered, her voice a low growl. Seeing the fight below, she shouted, "Ioc, you're an idiot to try to fight Mac, ya'know? Anyway, woot, yeah, fight fight fight!"
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Tena sat back down on the chimney and noticed a large quantity of Hemalurgic beavers. “This is going to be fun,” she said to Klasten. He’d been kind of staring off into space for some time now.
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Tena leaped onto her feet and pumped her fists in the air as one of the guys below fought back the other guy. "Yeah! Keep doin' whatever it be ya doin!'" she yelled enthusiastically.
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Tena caught the popcorn ball in her hand and tossed it into the air above her, then sent it flying away with a coin.
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Tena dug up a handful of popcorn from Klasten's bag, then chucked all of it at Rilu.
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A few months, but I hate failure so it's more like 7 drawings.
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Ask Axelius Anything* (AKA Sanderson vs. Tolkien Duel)
Sherlock Holmes replied to Sherlock Holmes's topic in AMAs
That's true. But still, Tolkien wins. If we instead decided to disclude all that stuff, Tolkien would still win. -
Tena looked down at the kid who had talked to her from her perch on the chimney. “I’m an action figure?!” she yelled. “I guess that’s cool.” She leaned back on her hands and sort of ended up leaning on Klasten on accident.
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Make it seem right. Famous last words.
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Tena thought the fireworks were pretty cool, but she had something better. Competing is fun, she thought, and fired her one and only pistol straight into the air. A bullet streaked out in a loop-de-loop pattern and then exploded mid-air, sending red and orange sparks all over the place. Then, the sparks shot back together and coalesced into a huge 3-D dragon. The beast flapped its enormous wings twice, then dove at the below spectators and contestants. It exploded again into molten-gold sparks right before it touched anyone, and Tena grinned fiercely at all the cringing people below.
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Tena tossed a coin at Arden and yelled, "Boo! Be more entertaining!" She Pushed roughly on the coin and sent it flying at one of the man's feet.
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Faces and stuff other than just standing straight I can’t do. Only standing straight forward, with no features.
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Tena made an outraged face, then burst out laughing. Her hand quickly healed from the small bite-marks Klasten's weak human teeth had caused. She set the bag next to her and thumped Klasten on the back, partially out of amusement, partially to see if he'd fall off the roof. She took some of the jellybeans and, counting on her Stormlight to heal her if they were poisonous, chewed on a few.
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"Uhh," Tena said, kind of loudly, "Klasten? Dude?" She jumped off the chimney and noted its absence of Klasten. "Well, there goes another weirdo." She trotted over to the edge of the roof and vaulted off, wanting to get that grapple gun. It had looked cool. She landed smoothly on the ground and picked up Klasten's stuff, waving all friendly-like at the people who gave her weird looks. She Steelpushed back onto the chimney and started whistling, looking through Klasten's stuff.
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Fang anxiously looked down at the contestants, his spren wanting to go heal the hurt warriors.
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The dragon is drawn freehand, and I use boxes to get them in their shape. One of the things I like about dragons is that I can mess with their proportions and that they have nice, geometric patterns all over, but humans aren't like that! Also, that cartoonish drawing of a human was kind of a joke. Here's something I put effort into:
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Tena noticed the gun pointed in her direction and Pushed it off the roof.
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Tena checked her watch and noted that Klasten's Y coordinates were higher now. "Probably on the roof," she muttered, having not paid attention to his little tantrum a moment earlier. She turned to Achirian and said, "Hey bro, there's a duel going on outside. You gonna come?" Knowing that he wouldn't answer the question, she launched herself over the rail and sprinted out the front door, sharply skidding to a stop about three feet outside and doing a backflip, Steelpushing off a just-dropped coin to send herself whirling into the air, straight up onto the roof. She hated being too close to the ground. Landing lithely on both her feet, Tena Pushed against another dropped coin and launched herself up again, alighting on the tallest chimney on the roof in a crouch. She looked around and noted that Klasten was, indeed, on the roof. She chuckled slightly as she realized what she must look like; a shadowy figure whose eyes glowed blue sitting on the top of a chimney. Thinking of which, she thought, and tilted her head to smell at the smoke that was gently puffing from the center of the chimney. "Something like chicken," she said quietly, then turned to watch the duel.
