Lunamor

*does epic dance and dons vote for Pedro t-shirt* *throws tater tots at everyone* I’VE CHANGED MY MIND AND HAVE JOINED THE PEDRO CREW

Can I be president now?

cause onion rings.

And onion rings, thought that didn’t have to do with anything.

He was quickly murdered by angry hordes of people.

Those books are amazing, but be prepared for the fact that he has only written 3 out of 10 so far.

Yep! ‘Tis very awesome.

“I think so.” Shana was awake and talking, that was good. ”Do you-“ He had to cut off when he accidentally shifted his weight too much, sending a shock of pain through his side. He grimaced, then continued on. ”Do you know what happened?”

Not many people wanted to be parrot of that crew, it was very dangerous work.

Or Blushwarbler.

Or Finch of the Dusk.

Yay puns! He could also be the Lord Robin.

Or maybe he’s secretly a mistbird.

True, true. Or Lift without pancakes.

This bird takes his anger and channels it into pure power! He could even be Odium himself!!!

After aimlessly floating in darkness for a while, Ben opened his eyes. Immediately he shut them. The light was too bright and made him dizzy. Instantly a sense of panic overtook him and clenched around his heart. He didn’t know where he was, what had happened. Shana could be hurt, they could have been captured by Voidbringers. What if no one had gotten his message? Was he in the Voidbringer’s base? Where was Shana? How long has he been out? He slowed his breathing down, trying to keep from hyperventilating. Breathing too quickly made him dizzy too. He decided to take stock of things rationally, to not make any assumptions before he had all possible information. He slowly cracked open his eyes, waiting for them to adjust to the light. The ceiling was white. He was in a hospital bed. Feeling at his side, he found that Shana’s improvised bandage had been replaced with a clean, sterile one. That was good. He still was concerned about the state of the wound, though. He was worried that without a substantial amount of stormlight, there would be some serious lasting damage. He turned his head slightly, straining to keep the disorientation from making him black out again. There was another hospital bed next to him. Was that Shana in it? His vision was swimming, but he was fairly certain that it was her. He was relieved she was here with him, but extremely nervous about why she was in a hospital bed too. Her eyes were closed. Was she unconscious or just sleeping? Was she hurt? He couldn’t see any obvious injuries, but knew that didn’t rule much out. He desperately wanted to rush over to her and heal whatever wounds she had, but he couldn’t even sit up. There wasn’t any stormlight nearby, either. “Shana?” @Sorana

IT’S BEAUTIFUL

You were Ninja’d, I think.

*therefore wins is*

*wins, therefore is*

*wins through the power of pure awesomeness*

*single tear* Heal myself, hurt Snipexe (only cause he was at ten) Xinoehp512 - 9 Doomstick - 10 Lunamor - 7 Shard of Thought - 8 Truthless of Shinovar - 9 Snipexe - 9 I think I am here - 10

When you are no longer currently experiencing it.