Sherlock Holmes

I'm cool with the points system, if anybody's wondering.

Which was incredibly awkward, as Fang's face was above Kane's shoulder. Fang summoned his spren as a long knife in his mouth, then slammed the weapon towards Kane's eyes.

As Tena sat typing on her laptop, she looked up and saw a certain tall figure approaching the group of employees-to-be. She slapped the laptop closed, then carefully set it in her backpack and slung the pack on, standing up. She crossed her arms and glared at her grandfather as he approached. Lenare in no way looked like a grandfather, save for the old, wise look in his eyes. He appeared to be in his early twenties, black hair unmarred by gray and skin mostly lacking wrinkles. He was lean and pretty tall, with long arms and high cheekbones that gave him the impression of being even taller. There was a new addition to his face: the upper left side was covered in dark gray fur, one of his eyes was circular and yellow with no whites visible, and, most noticeably,he had an upright wolf ear in the place of his normal left ear. Once he was about ten feet away, Tena said, "You got a Bestarin Aether." "Yes, I did," he said, his voice a slightly scratchy baritone. "My collection is almost complete, but I'm missing Sand Mastery and an Aviar." "Odd," Tena said, "how one of the easiest Investitures to get, an Aviar, is one of the last you get." "I'm probably not going to be able to get Sand Mastery, as I think it's a genetic ability, and my spren has forbidden me to spike it out of one of them." That was a lie. Lenare hated harming people, and wouldn't spike someone if his life depended on it. "Remind me, how did you get Selish Investiture?" "I had a Ketan master teach it to me. Dahkor is... not an option, and I'm not Aonic." Before Tena could ask him something else, he added, "I heard you adopted a kid." "He's not a kid anymore, and he's right there." Tena pointed at Silas, then said to her son, "This is your great-grandfather, Silas. Grandfather, this is Silas." @Ookla the Memelord

What a shock.

But, as it happened, Fang had had all of his claws buried in Kane’s armor, and had held on when Kane had Lashed himself, still on the human’s back. He then Slicked Kane’s feet and scratched the human’s spine with his Awakened claws.

“Uh, yes, I’ll fight,” Tena said with a droll voice. “I am a Ghostblood, you know.” She turned to the suck-up guy. “Good acting.”

Fang Compounded all of his metals and spat out Kane’s gauntlet, then tried to bite the human’s shoulder with Shardbladed teeth. With his front paws, he slashed at Kane’s spine, again with his Awakened claws.

How Tena loses her powers is going to be secret until the right moment. It'll happen at the right time.

Tena cannot die, but Fang can.

Tena pushed Shifty on the shoulders. “Then go do it your rusting self!”

Since I’m the guy who started tracking people and using Tia cards as I have, I’d like to note that, as an example, Tena’s tracking devices are keyed to some of her Tia cards. There’s a stormlight gemstone in the corner of the card that glows if the tracking device is located somewhere where teleporting to it would put Tena inside a wall. I think this is reasonable, since it requires a lot of work to accomplish, and money. Tena never really uses her tracking devices, though, and only has them on a few people.

Darth is the one who won't just FOLLOW the STORMING RULES.

Muahaha.

But then spying becomes impossible. I'd be out of a job, on the streets.

"Nice den," Tena complimented. "But really, a throne? What sort of proper criminal would sit upon a throne?" She said this rather loudly as she strolled into the den, looking around at the lowlifes loitering about the floor (really, didn't they have something to do?), then turning her eyes to the man sitting on the throne. "Ah, Hellbent. I believe we've met. Back in those days when you wanted to help people. Occasionally." She surveyed the place, noting with dissatisfaction how dirty it was. "And, please don't kill me; I have... connections to the criminal elements of one of the largest cities in Roshar. Do you have any jobs going on?" @Kidpen

But I could make an Alleyspy Radiant character! Yes, I came up with an order of Radiants specific to the Alleyplanet.

Rawr, just let the smart people make decisions, and don't be a jerkface. Archer appears to know what he's doing most of the time, and I see why that would benefit the Alleyverse as a whole. Doing things in-character would bring people into the RP and allow more planning and conniving.

I am of the opinion that we really need a legit main plot. If we're going to end the Era, we need to have everyone together and participating. I think that something like the Era 1 series (CbtS, TotH, DWF) that brings us all together and gets us engaged. Elsewise, this Era will never come to a close.

That's what I feel like all the time. Also, I'm that guy who contradicts everybody else for the fun of it and likes arguing because he's opinionated.

@Ookla

Meekers singing opera and stage managers reciting Shakespeare have to count for something.

TUBA PM is like 99.99% random stuff. *thinks about the conversation he is having with Silva right now* The remaining 00.01% is us explaining our problems and stuff.

You know what? I'm going to write one for Archer. He's kind of like everybody's dad, except for Voidus, who is Archer's dad, and Ryker, who is Archer's brother. Needless to say, Ryker and Archer haven't been on speaking terms for years, mostly because of the latter's bloodlust and animal sacrifices. Anyway, about Archer. He's nice to everyone, cares for everyone, etc etc. But we mostly like having him around 'cause he's hilarious and awesome.