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@Archer, can you update my character bios? I’ve changed all of them.
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Tena nodded in approval at her son’s outburst. She took credit for his good sense, as any mother would.
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Ask Axelius Anything* (AKA Sanderson vs. Tolkien Duel)
Sherlock Holmes replied to Sherlock Holmes's topic in AMAs
That's very true. It's just not worth it. I look on the Wiki whenever I need something. -
Ask Axelius Anything* (AKA Sanderson vs. Tolkien Duel)
Sherlock Holmes replied to Sherlock Holmes's topic in AMAs
Primarily, reading the Hobbit when I was six. After that, I watched all the Middle-earth movies, and then read all of the Lord of the Rings. I also read MOST of the Silmarillion. I admit my current obsession with it is mostly because of a friend of mine at my school who is absolutely obsessed with it. Actually, we've completely outlawed saying 'hello' to each other. Now, we both raise our right arms like we're carrying swords and yell, "For Gondor!" We also wrote a menu for a LotR restaurant. -
Ask Axelius Anything* (AKA Sanderson vs. Tolkien Duel)
Sherlock Holmes replied to Sherlock Holmes's topic in AMAs
I thank you, @King Cole, for agreeing with me for once in your life. Now, seriously, ask me anything. -
Fang happily licked Night’s face a couple of times, knowing that human had only two reactions to that: acceptance of their fate or disgust. He then looked back at the arena, his tongue still hanging out of his mouth, and noticed two things. Ambrosia had disappeared. Atticus was being controlled by one of those Rioter monstrosities. That was wrong. No dog should have to worry about having their actions influenced by a Rioter or Soother. Of course, whoever was doing the Rioting usually lacked a conscience, and they had no trouble hurting other people, even when it wasn’t necessary. Dogs aren’t the playthings of Rioters or Soothers, no matter how many spikes! Fang thought at that soulless kid who had taken charge of Atticus’s brain. Fang nudged Night with his nose and gestured at the arena with a paw.
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Happy birthday, ole Dusty. I wish you fell winds and the bane of the earth... Maybe that was a joke. Just kidding, have a great birthday! I mean, you’re only two years from having to pay taxes and work a full time job! Lucky you! I’m only here to brighten everyone’s day. Seriously, though, enjoy being able to drive. I’m sure that you’ll do great on the driving tests and stuff. Maybe you can even go a few years before getting in an accident. Axel slowly grinned an evil, evil grin. The sort of look that a demon would give its victim before dragging the helpless person into the void. The sort of look that only one person could wear elegantly... And that person was Axel, who was actually the devil in disguise.
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Metallurgy and Investiture (New)
Sherlock Holmes replied to old man moomba's topic in The Alleyverse
In her spare time, Tena liked buying stuff. It was, most likely, a feminine urge of some sort, but she didn’t care. At least she didn’t go around buying a new pair of shoes every week. In fact, she was now wearing boots that she’d had for some half-dozen years or so, and they’d always served her well. “Guten Tag,” she said to the man at the counter of the store. “Ich brauche ein Personal, das Kugeln Brande.” She paused for a moment and considered, then added, “Auch ein Riot Shield und drei Tracking Devices. Alles klar?” She tapped her foot impatiently while giggling uncontrollably in her mind. I sure hope he understands that... -
Fang Steelpushed himself into the air after noticing his fellow Ghostblood's distress at not getting one of the many flying pastries that soared around the stadium. He grabbed one in his mouth and absently batted away an annoyingly large brightly-colored bird as it tried to steal it from him. He landed on the other side of the arena, squishing some poor man, and hopped into the aisle, Slicking his paws and running to back to Night's and his seats. He jumped back onto the chair and nosed Night's head, proffering the double bagel with pride.
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As he leaped into the air with the power of a Steelpush, Fang summoned his friend from Shadesmar into his mouth as a long rod and used the sunlight of the day to make it gleam obnoxiously. He dropped back into his seat a moment later and savored how many of the spectators were shaking their heads and covering their eyes. He howled again and felt his spren form, visible to everyone else, on his head, howling as well.
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Fang reared onto his hindquarters and howled proudly. Several cheering humans near him cut off their yells in the wake of his superior encouragement, his howl fluctuating to form a long cheer that sounded somewhat like he was saying Atticus's name. That was, after all, who he was cheering for.
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Fangblade trotted over to the arena. He'd never seen a duel before, but had been told that they usually only included two people, while this one included four. He shoved through the crowds of people to get a good vantage, a seat near the arena, but far enough away that any flying coins- or bodies- wouldn't likely hit him.
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For me, the most important thing is creating something that would be genuinely useful to many people at once. Now, I’m usually a selfish person, but Nightblood was created with the intent of doing good for the, well, greater good, so using a thousand Breaths for something wasteful or dumb seems like a bad choice, financially as well as morally. Tie: Give your wearer persuasive ideas that would mutually benefit both parties involved. Star Trek t-shirt: Give your wearer excellent relationship advice. (You have to admit that this would benefit mankind greatly.)
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Tena followed the Liebrarian, her brain screaming 80s rock/70s disco lyrics at the top its lungs. Part of her brain was cowering in fear at this new development, but another part, a greater part, was jamming out thoughtlessly. She hummed the tune of Hungry Like the Wolf as she followed behind Klasten, still alert for any traps or other things that could fly out at her from high speeds.
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Tena appeared next to Klasten a moment after he blinked into existence. She burned a little steel and checked for any bear traps; she didn't know if this Klasten was the real one either. After pacing the area and scanning everything with her eyes, she confirmed to her paranoia that no shades, Inquistors, Returned, Dakhor monks, Elantrians, Voidbinders, etc. etc. where placed anywhere nearby. She did a double flip to be sure, then took a knife from its sheath at her waist and began to sharpen it with a whetstone. Once she was done with that, she took out her silver claws, waved them around a little to be certain that no shades felt like eating her soul, and then started sharpening those too. The man who had said he was a space marine was sort of getting on her nerves- but then again, when did they not?- but the more hesitant guy wasn't bothering her. "My name is Tena," she said to the open air. "For anyone who wanted to know." She gestured at Klasten with her claws and continued, "That handsome man is Klasten. Yes, that was sarcasm."
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Tena rolled her eyes exasperatedly and took a Tia card from her pocket that locked on to Klasten's signal (she'd put a tracking device on him when patting his back, 'cause why not?) and teleported to where he was.
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@Archer
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Tena patted Klasten on the back, completely unused to comforting people instead of killing them. She finished the chicken tacos and ate one of the ones that Klasten had dumped in ghost pepper sauce. The same ghost pepper sauce was now making Klasten’s eyes water. Tena silently handed him another of the ghost pepper tacos. She raised her own taco in the air like it was a shot glass of whiskey. “To a good horse,” she said quietly. She finished off her taco and took one of the non-spicy tacos. @Archer
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You Know You're a Sanderfan When...
Sherlock Holmes replied to Shardbearer's topic in General Brandon Discussion
You know you’re a Sanderfan when all you can think about during school is how you should be flying across the gym using Steelpushing instead of studying imaginary numbers. I guess that makes me a Sanderfan... -
Tena appeared back in her house and glared at Klasten, then started making tacos.
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Tena rolled her eyes at Ioc and teleported back to her house with a Tia card.
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“Oh, hi,” Tena said to Devaan, “fancy seeing you h-“ She pulled out a Tia card and grabbed Klastens arm, teleporting them both to her house. She let go of Klasten’s arm and fidgeted, smiling. “I haven’t had this much fun since I was young and carefree,” she said to Klasten, punching him on the arm, nearly knocking him over. “Sooo, do you know where any of the other stones are? Because I am so ready for more adventure!” A look of realization came across her face and she took a few steps away from Klasten, then a few more. She backed right out of her kitchen and ended up at the rail of her balcony. Why do I always realize that they’re male too late. @Archer
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Ten used the huge steelmind below her feet, running over to the Kandra’s leg and, conveniently, immediately finding the shadestone. She then ran back to Klasten and pushed him aside mercilessly, searching the Kandra for spikes and taking them out.
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Tena sighed and said something snarky about testosterone-fueled boys, but nobody could hear it because of the artillery fire. She turned her spren into an ax and dodged around the real Klasten, throwing her Shardax at the Kandra’s chest, but missed her target and hit Kandra-Klasten in the leg instead.
