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  1. Silva
    Do you, now? Do you?
  2. Silva
    Wait! How do we know the cookie was spiked? Maybe Archivist got spiked by a person standing around, waiting for the right opportunity. There was no specification that the spike was in the cookie! 541
  3. Silva
    Quite unfortunate how that works out.
  4. Silva
    I had some fun doodling. Eiran Sullivan: Compile Acute:
  5. Silva
    *theoretically does math homework*
  6. Silva
    Turning him into a...
  7. Silva
    @Grey Knight
  8. Silva
    Unfortunately, his argument was flawed. As they both were Atium Ferrings, a few years left didn't really mean much. Additionally, she never had really bought his argument of being of poor health at age 46. Common sense told her not to challenge it since he wouldn't change his mind. For once, common sense won. "Necromancy. Quite the fearsome threat." She suppressed a laugh. "Though, that really'd be quite inconvenient for you. I'll do my best to avoid death, for the time being," Freedom said. She didn't say anything for a moment, letting her eyes wander. Her age wandered too, mostly subconsciously storing away years until she reached near where Lusk was hovering. She didn't often go that far. Too many deep philosophical topics clouded her thoughts and there were miscellaneous aches and pains that came with the territory. Today, though, there was one topic that she realized was worthwhile, if only because she was thinking from the older and wiser perspective. "I don't think I'm going anywhere," she said. There was something different about her voice. More vulnerable. She couldn't tell if it was because of the age or just a side-effect of subject. "You speak of creating this great reputation of Atium Ferrings as Invested to look up to in awe, but I'm not going anywhere. I haven't done anything. I have no plans of doing anything. I'm so lost and overwhelmed with no way or inclination to back out. "And I feel like I should know what to do. Where to go. What to accomplish. How to fulfill that. But beyond finding another Atium Ferring to pass on this legacy, I've got nothing. I am nothing. Just another link in this short chain. The brittle one that will break if pulled on too hard. The one with no idea as to how to reinforce itself." Freedom looked away and ceased to store away so much age, instead, staying a few years older than normal. One or two. She forced herself not to think. Thinking would mean acknowledging what she'd just said and she couldn't. Deep breaths. No thinking. Just waiting. And prepped to run. Even though that would accomplish nothing.
  9. Silva

    Another year, another Shardiversary. Hard to consider--two years of my life with the Shard as a part of it.

    There have been ups and downs, good times and less nice ones, happy moments and more stressful instances, well-constructed sentences and not as well-constructed replies posted. You've helped carry me through some of the lowest points of my life, been there for me, and never failed to share a smile and/or hug when one was needed.

    It's been a great two years. ^_^

    Looking forward--I'm hoping for the best.

    I've set myself up for a very busy year, come fall, and while I'm looking forward to most of it, quick math estimates four hours of work a night. That might sound extreme, and maybe it is, but I'd rather mention this now and have things be nicer, than underestimate and end up worse off. So, this coming year, I'm not going to be around much. Maybe once a week or so and on breaks, just definitely not on a daily, or every other day, basis. Which is sad. I love you guys and I'll miss you and I'll be working extra-hard to squeeze in Sharding when possible. Life, however, has this unfortunate habit of making things difficult. :ph34r:

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    2. Ark1002

      Ark1002

      another one down...:(

      actually, happy shariversary. I'm sorry to hear this, but at least we've got some time before that, and you'll still exist. That's nice.

    3. Doomstick

      Doomstick

      Explanation of my post as it seems mean in hindsight:

      im happy that you’re not leaving, and anytime spent with you is a great time, so even if you not come once a week, it averages out to a great year

    4. AonEne

      AonEne

      Happy Shardiversary, Silva! I’m sorry to hear you’ll be around less, but the time we do have with you will still be fantastic, because you’re fantastic! 

  10. Silva
    *wins while everyone is distracted by cinnamon rolls*
  11. Silva
    was one of them.
  12. Silva
    While the barkeep recited the menu by heart, Aderet considered Nnimm's question. A couple years ago, there had been an attempt to create a standard AlleyCity currency. Chrysts was the suggested term, if she remembered currently. Due to the much diversity of visitors, a standard rate was never come up with and people tended to just use whatever currency they had on hand. Orderly cash registers were few and far between because of this. "In general," she told Nnimm. "Most people accept a wide range of currency. Unless they're one of those sticklers..." Aderet eyed the barkeep. "In that case, I'm no help. Exchange rates are too complicated for me." @SingingMosaic @Elend Venture
  13. Silva
    It was surprisingly difficult to raise money for destructive weaponry. Coming up with a catchy fundraising campaign slogan wasn't the easiest thing.
  14. Silva
    Not that the creators of GASPOD had a lot of sympathy.
  15. Silva
    29 minutes. That's 1740 moments! *decides to follow Sorana's lead*
  16. Silva
    The Zomonks didn't get along with the zomonks.
  17. Silva
    Freedom glanced at Honerva, unsure of an answer. An unexpected mess apparently was going on, complicating matters. She regretted involving Tels and Bob, now. This wasn't a simple "get in, shoot some stuff, get out" matter. There was now another floating variable that could be volatile if reacted to incorrectly. "Watch the doors-" she started to say, when a tremble from the manor carried over to where they were. An exterior stone decoration fell from the building. Others followed soon after. Freedom swore under her breath, turned, and ran out of the warehouse, towards the manor. Pry kept herself from reprimanding the foul language. That could be dealt with later. "I'm going after her," Pry told the others before going to chase her sister. @Grey Knight @Truthless of Shinovar Compile stared over Pietr's shoulder. They were moving quickly, but Crow, or whatever it was, would catch up momentarily. And there was no telling what the weird mess of Investiture would do. For all her trying to anticipate everything, Compile was caught off guard. Mostly. It was true she'd come unarmed. Without anything on her, though? No. Some things were never left at home. Like two hair bands. One never knew when they might want to pull their hair back into pigtails. Or shoot one. She looped the band around her thumb and the tip of her index finger, pulling it tight. Aiming in Crow's general direction, she lowered her thumb, sending the hair band flying. The point wasn't to cause damage, rather to test a hypothesis. Typically, an ordinary person would be surprised when something came zinging towards them. However, if the person made no response, it was likely that their instincts were being hindered and controlled by something else. In that case, Compile would simply have to hope that that something else grew tired and went away because she had no real knowledge or experience with "something else"s.
  18. Silva
    So, I've now sat here, typed stuff up and taken so long that the Shard logged me out. Twice. And it's finally dawned on me why. I don't actually know what I'm dealing with, so talking about it in terms of acknowledged diagnoses is hard, and, when it comes to mental health, Don't lynch me, please. I value my friendships with all of you and don't want this to become an insurmountable barrier. Truly. The fact I'm saying this and not hiding it this year is because I trust you with this opinion and believe that you'll appreciate honesty, I'm a devout skeptic. Every person is different. And, from the conversations I've had with people with mental illnesses IRL, I've determined that I'm no exception. My brain is weird. It works in its own way, reacts in odd manners (sometimes too much, sometimes too little), and is constantly analyzing itself. Recognizing that has allowed me to deal with things I've faced mentally in ways that I've been told make no sense. At one point, I thought that meant I had no conscience. (I do. Don't worry. A pretty strong one too.) At another, I self-diagnosed a half-dozen mental illnesses that each maybe had one applicable aspect. It's been a loopy road. There have been lots of challenges along the way to this point. I won't claim to have everything figured out or to never slip backwards or know all because I don't. There's still so much to learn and figure out. I might even be down a completely incorrect rabbit hole But compared to where I was years ago, decent progress has been made and it feels good. Everyone's brain is unique. That's the best advice I've got to give. Don't be disappointed if what worked for one person doesn't work for you. You'll find an effective solution for yourself. Just don't get discouraged or give up. There is nothing more harmful than not having a growth mindset. A lot of this is sort of rambly, so if you got lost along the way, know that I got lost trying to read through it and catch glaring errors. And if any of this has made you frustrated or insulted you in any way, feel free to PM me and we can talk. I might be a contrary and unclear person, but I do care. Alright. I'm going to stop typing now before I get logged out for a third time.
  19. Silva

    Enemies

    Silva replied to AonEne's topic in Sanderson Fan Works

    These probably aren't going to be in order, sorry. The story was done very nicely. *provides validation*
  20. Silva
    At least Alask seemed to also be somewhat worried. That meant her pounding heart was rational. She wasn't losing it. Not yet. "In pictures. History books," she replied softly. "It's amazing how advanced they are in comparison to the rest of us..." she trailed off. "Makes you wonder, though, why they spend all that brain-power developing weapons of war instead of technology to help out the normal citizens in need. Almost like they prefer the violence and long for the strife. "Kind of more scary than crazy, yeah?" she finished, repeating the language he'd used.
  21. Silva
    The trees disagreed with the concept of free money. They were very aware of the price and value of money. Extremely aware.
  22. Silva
    *brings a cake with the words "You have lost." written on it in icing*
  23. Silva
    Golda was quite confused, but did her best not to show it. That, of course, meant her eyes were furiously darting all over the place, searching for something she recognized. These attempts were in vain. "Should I have?" she replied, barely keeping herself from demanding he let her use her own two legs to ran. Only the crumbling of the building allowed Golda to stop herself from opening her mouth.
  24. Silva
    No, it's really okay. You can forget about me.
  25. Silva
    Genie didn't really mean that, though.
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