Truthless of Shinovar

Huh, we get to really experience “journey before destination” while reading these books!

That’s why I’m glad I was late to the Wheel of Time party

Granted, but it’s a Razor brand scooter that makes sparks when you put your foot on the brake of your scooter, and you accidentally burn down your house. I wish for a snowstorm.

Truthless gasped in horror. All of Potatoes pins, without him even moving? That was... That was supposed to be impossible! Part of the ancient magic, banished by Pins of Light! With hope fleeting, Truthless did the unthinkable. He pulled out his hidden third eye, the one that had yet to fail him. The shining eye had a beautiful golden iris, and was pearly white all the way around, untouched by red veins. He felt the familiar weight rolling around in his hands. He shook his hands a couple of times, then looked his eye in the eye. "Alright eye, don't fail me now," Truthless whispered. A single tear coalesced around the eyeball, and dropped into Truthless' hand. A deep breath in, and a deep breath out. There was little more Truthless could do to prepare. Truthless swung back his arm, windmilling it for a couple of seconds, then let go of the golden eye. It shot forward, flying like a spherical angel. Truthless had never seen something so beautiful in all of his life! It wasn't until it reached halfway down the lane that it began to wobble. Time seemed to slow down as the eyeball spun in an ever-so-slightly different direction, and the eyeball began to curve. It was slight at first, unnoticeable by the untrained eye perhaps, but by the time that the eyeball had reached the 3/4 mark, it was clear what was going to happen. In the course of a few milliseconds, the ball curved wildly, making an almost 90° turn, mere centimeters away from the bowling pin. It flew straight into the gutter. All around him, Truthless heard a collective gasp. A thud announced that a woman had even fainted. As the crowd quieted, there was only one sound that reached Truthless' ears. Potato's laughter. Well... rather his retainer's laughter. But Truthless only smiled. He knew what they did not. The eyeball he threw was no ordinary eyeball. It was a special eyeball, crafted by the holy Pins of Light, a reward for managing to to knock down of only one their ten members, a feat only a select few mortals could hope to achieve. With this eyeball came the promise that he would win, no matter what. And so, he kept on smiling. Moments passed by like an eternity. Truthless held his breath, and almost turned back to the crowd. But at the last possible second... BOOM The back wall of the bowling alley blew apart. Flaming unicorns and boiling whipped cream flew everywhere, but most importantly of all, pins. Hundreds of them, from all the different lanes flew through the air. Truthless had managed not only to get a strike in his lane, but every other lane in the alley. "Ladies and gentlemen," Truthless said, turning to the crowd. "You have a winner."

Oh heck yeah

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhHHHHHHHHhhhhhhHHHHhhHHHHhhHHhHHhhHhHHhhhhHHhhhhhhhhhHHHHHhHhHHHHhHhhH!!!

Hmm.... in the middle of the photo above, there’s a blot.

But it’s all for naught.

By none other that than he who fought.

Wow, that’s a lot.

AHHHHH! Somebody’s been shot!

Finally, the real announcer, the Shard of Directing, and full-time counselor, named TF (no one knew what it stood for) came and declared, “LET THE GAMES BEGIN!” Truthless rolled his eye and got a strike. ”Alright Potato, try to top that!”

It didn’t help that the bowling pins were the flaming unicorns, and were nearly impossible to knock down.

*cackles maniacally*

“But of course, we’re both too civil for that,” Truthless said with a small smile. “I’ll see you at the alley, Starch.”

“Oh hello there, Po-tay-to,” Truthless said. “It looks like it will be an interesting eye-bowling competition today... it be a shame if something happened to one of your eyes.”

*forgets words*

into the unKNOOOOOooooOOoOOWN Ah ah AH ah

Truthless’s oldest rival. Using all twenty of its eyes, the potato always put up a good fight. Some considered it cheating; Truthless longed for the challenge it created.

INTO THE UNKNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWN

Truthless was currently leading, but somebody was close behind. That somebody was...

iNtO tHe UNKNOOOOOOOOOOOOOWN

Truthless rolled his eyes, and got a strike.

*scoffs* Insanity is for the weak.

Jimmy scrambled back, then cut a blue wire. All the withergeists simultaneously exploded.