Koloss17

Sorry for the long delay. I should be getting back into things now that my semester's over! Overall the character is interesting, but I have three main concerns. 1) your backstory needs some work. Why did they go to the roughs? What did they do there? Why are they seen unfavorably by the terris? The backstory section is meant to be a place where you show me that you have a fairly fleshed out character, with real wants and needs, and a real past. 2) A-Bendalloy F-zinc in interesting, but is also insanely powerful. I won't say its impossible to do, but my concern is that unless I know that you will be extremely careful to not make your character overpowered in any sort of situation, I can forsee it getting out of hand. An easy solution would be to either change one of the metals, or if you really want to have those two abilities specifically, make the character have some serious flaws. This can be mental, physical, or circumstantial detriments that they would have to get over or adapt to to have them reach their true potential. If you want help brainstorming ideas, I am happy to help (and will be making sure to check in here daily!). 3) What will your character be doing in the Alleyverse? Are they mostly going to be on the run? How long have they been here, and do they have a plan? Having an idea on how your character will first be presented or first get into the plot is a good thing to have ready to go with a new character. This looks really good! The only consideration I have is about the actual details of the Alleyverse. For refrence, the Alleyverse is essentially a pocket dimension that people from any one of Sanderson's works slip into, and can be generally difficult (but not impossible!) to slip out of. How exactly a given character gets to the Alleyverse is intentionally vague, so you can choose just about any way for the character to get there. One of the most common ways is the character stumbling into an Alley and popping out into Alleycity, but there are a plethora of different ways to work it. What this does mean is that it is very much possible for people outside of the Alleyverse to know about it, through one way or another, but it isn't common knowledge. So your other NPCs could absolutely know of the Alleyverse, but having an explanation of how they knew would be a good thing to have. Also because of the whole pocket dimension that's hard to get out of deal, if you could clarify which characters in your backstory are in the AV and which are back on post-Calamity earth, that would be great. And again, sorry for the delay!

I’m just nearly done with mine! By the end of the week I’ll be back as well

sorry for being...a week late to this. End of the semester has been hell. First of all, welcome to the Alleyverse! Always nice to have a new member. Right now things are at a bit of a standstill, mostly due to the aforementioned end of semester chaos for everyone. However, I know at least for me, the semester is nearing a close, so hopefully things will come back online soon. Second of all, have you read the new player's guide to the Alleyverse? If not, I recommend you give it a read. It will give you a breakdown of how the alleyverse works and how to make a character. This looks like you've skipped a few steps. For one, this isn't an RP thread, this is the character approval thread. If your character gets approved, you can then move to the RP threads, which are usually marked by "Era X episode X" in their title. However, you need to submit your character to this thread, following this template. If you want to make a powerful character, I highly recommend looking over what I've said in the new player's guide, as the more powerful your character is, the trickier it is to get it approved. If you have any questions after reading the new player's guide, feel free to ask! I'm here to help. I...usually respond quickly, but given the end of the semester taking precedent, I can't guarantee timeliness right now. But I will get to it eventually!

Yeah as long as the people haven’t lost interest, or are otherwise impeded in a way that I cannt help them with, I am fine with the verse being a bit quiet. I just don’t want to have a Revival of the Revival

also how are we doing everybody? the alleyverse is looking a little dead. Anything I could do to rejuvinate things, or is it just one of those times of the year?

Perses was irritated, but understood. "I don't have anything much here, so you'll have to go elsewhere." Perses began walking, assuming the singer would follow him. He walked back to the parlor, and opened the front door. "How about we meet at the new Bendalloy Bar tomorrow morning to discuss things further. I have my own business to attend to in the meantime, and it is evident that you have your own. I trust that within the time we have between now and then that you will find your way to the bar? It's in the warrens."

@Hoid Slayer sorry for my inactivity as of late! I've been hella busy with school work and protests and stuff. I'll try to write something up this week, but I can't make any guarantees.

Sorry for the late response. Yes, feel free!

Perses was never against more power. The stronger he was, the more he was able to do what he wanted unimpeded. However, he still wasn't convinced this was the easiest way to do it. "Okay," Perses said, "What's my role in this? I can understand needing someone like me to do things you can't, but what does that entail? Surely it isn't just beating up some goons." He was, unfortunately, being won over, but he needed to know all the details before accepting the deal. Especially since he didn't really trust the singer.

I can't believe I'm doing this, Perses thought. But I do need allies. Or...underlings. "Alright," Perses said, taking a step back. "Lets say I helped you. What would that entail? Why do you need me?" His heart still pounded in his chest, begging him to do something. This restraint was something that his very nature rebelled. He was done waiting, letting something happen before he stepped in. Waiting to see where the dominos fell was moments wasted. He didn't need this man's thoughts. He didn't need to know the fine details. Either it would work out, or it would be a waste of time. Every muscle in his body was telling him that the worst thing to do was to wait to see this interloper's response. And yet, he waited anyway.

Hell yeah! And yeah I think the hold up is largely in @Stormlightsong and @Hoid_Slayer (and a little bit you, but that’s something you’re pushing to amend, which is all that matters). I also haven’t seen @TwinStorm in a hot minute too. @Lord Ruler Sylphrena and @Karnatheon, are you currently sitting on someone to RP with?

WOOOO F-TIN!!! I will say that it can be a little confusing on whether or not you could store the atium shadows. It relies on fortune, which F-tin obviously can't store. So if the shadows were stored, would you be getting that fortune? Conversely, if you had F-chromium instead of F-tin, would you see the shadows? I don't really know the answer. However, for selfish reasons, I think it should be able to be stored under F-tin.

As a koloss myself, I would say that it's likely that koloss would certainly try. However, koloss already have four spikes on them, and there is a limit to the amount of spikes a body can handle. Obviously inquisitors have a whole lot, but that's because their spiking is meticulously done and they are implanted with a linchpin spike to keep everything together. Given that koloss' spikes are much more transformative than inquisitors, I wouldn't be surprised if their spiritwebs couldn't handle too many more spikes. It seems possible that there could be some koloss allomancers in the future though.

Perses stopped in his tracks and turned on the man, heartbeat rising. "Alright. Here's the deal. You come into my house, unannounced, looking for my aid, without any forewarning or other attempts to reach me, and you give out vague information about the so called 'use' this could be to me, while actively attempting to share as little as possible to keep the upper hand." He spat out the last words, venom coating his voice. There was little that he hated more than someone trying to manipulate him. "So here's what's going to happen. I am giving you one last chance, which I already feel is far too generous, to explain to me, in no uncertain terms, what you want from me and why I should care, or you will be stuck wandering these halls until the end of time. You're in my domain now. Don't try to trick me." This was exactly the type of person that Perses hated the most. People that thought that they were better than him, without even knowing what he could do. Thinking that with the incomplete idea that they had of him, they could bully and abuse him for their own gain. For most of his life, he was powerless to do anything about it because of the position he was given. But now, he had the power to show them that he was not to be underestimated, and not to be pushed around. They played by his rules, or they wouldn't play at all.

*sighs* F-tin all day every day. Never not F-tin.

Hmmmm seems to be a lot of Stormlight characters in there. I wonder what your favorite series is…

Heyyy glad you made it! I hope you have fun with the theorizing that takes place here! I’ll be there whenever F-Tin is mentioned, but beyond that, I have no guarantees! Maybe your theorizing will rekindle my theorizing!

Perses let out an audible sigh of frustration. “Can you cut to the chase already? I have no patience for games. “ He grabbed another glass of soda from the fridge, cracked it open, and took a sip. Tasted good enough. “Either give me a reason to care or get lost.” By get lost, he meant that quite literally. If he couldn’t find a benefit from keeping them around, he only saw drawbacks from letting this man leave this place.

Perses scoffed. “You think there’s something you can offer me?” He turned the corner, into the kitchen. It smelled oddly of citrus. He opened the fridge, pulling out a misshapen orange. He set it carefully on the countertop, which was tilted towards the fridge. However, when he set it down, the orange rolled up the countertop. This house, Perses thought. There was a reason he didn’t stay here long. He pulled out a glass bottle of root beer, which felt, irritatingly, soft, like a piece of carpet. He stored his sense of touch in annoyance. ”I’m intrigued. What do you think you could reward me that I couldn’t just take for myself?” He asked, opening the bottle. It made a hissing noise, which was good. He had worried that the bottle had deformed enough to break the seal. “Want one?”

The hallway was expansive, with desks and paintings dotting the otherwise dull area. He willed the hallway to extend, copying the hallway’s attributes again and again. As he passed each object, he remembered the many nights he spent walking down this very place. He knew the vase, and knew the insides of the desk drawer. He knew the feel of the insides of the paintings, as he tore them apart in frustration and despair. The room had reset itself, of course, like nothing had ever happened. It didn’t always fix itself, but once in a while, when he found himself stumbling back into the same corridor, the place was pristine. What was once a prison was now his to command. It felt good, right. ”So,” Perses said, after some time. “What brought you here?” He hadn’t paid too much attention to his guest, but that was partially because he didn’t know what to make of him. Large, clearly Parshendi, but also unlike anyone he had encountered. He knew some about the going ons of Roshar, in both his prior dealings in the Cosmere and his time in Alleycity, but he never really cared to learn more about them. Some could use surges, but even when they were radiant, Perses struggled to figure out which surges they used. It was something he was getting better at, but still struggled to identify it with bronzesense. In the Alleyverse, there was always more to learn.

Honestly at this point I should go through this thread and tally up how many times the question of pan v bi came up lol. I completely get it, and it is admittedly confusing, but it is funny just how many times the discussion comes back to it.

"At your service," Perses replied, doing a mock bow. He realized, with a grin, that this wasn't as bad as it seemed. Sure, someone had found his hideout, but they made one crucial mistake. They were foolish enough to enter it. In an unnecessarily showy way, Perses snapped his fingers, and the front door opened. However, instead of opening to the outside, it opened into a long hallway. "Why don't we talk while we walk. I don't like discussing while sitting down." Without waiting to see if the man followed him, he walked into the hallway.

The manor looked ordinary, at first. It had the look of a typical post-Catacendre mansion, with cushioned chairs surrounding a long dead fireplace. The place smelled of mold and dust, as if it had been abandoned long ago. A grandfather clock ticked to the side of the room, a quiet yet persistent noise. Upon closer inspection, however, things were distinctly off. The clock, though ticking, had crooked clock hands. Bent, but with no indication of tampering or damage. The furniture legs were inconsistent, with some legs being much too short, and others being too long, yet the various furniture, impossibly, appeared entirely level. The bricks surrounding the hearth were weathered, but with too straight edges, making the weathering appear more like a paint job than an actual condition of the stones. Most concerningly, however, was the fact that the room was well lit, despite having no active light sources in sight. There were various lamps and chandeliers, but none of them were on. The room, however, seemed to be unaware of that fact. The rectangular room had four doors: one to the left, one to the right, and two on the back wall, at the very edges, perfectly mirroring each other. However, on going to open the leftmost door at the back wall, it opened into a wall, as if the door wasn't meant to even be there. The other doors, however, worked just fine. .... Perses, Mistkeep, Wickwillow Manor Perses, through the odd abilities granted to him while he was in the house, felt someone enter the manor. It was an odd sensation, like he was the house, and someone had entered his domain. "who's that?" He asked Belias. I have no idea, the being replied. Might as well take a look, Perses thought. While he wasn't too concerned, as if he needed to, he could dispose of the intruder, the mere fact that someone had found and entered the mansion deeply worried him. This was supposed to be his, not something that he simply let random people enter. What were they even doing here? Perses walked, feeling the house shift to his will. Within an instant, he rounded the corner into the parlor, as if the two rooms were right next to each other. At least for a short time, they were. However, upon stepping out of the room's threshold, the heart of the manor quickly retreated, once more hidden in the deepest corners of the mansion. Perses opened the door to the parlor, appearing to the right of the fireplace. "And who are you to be entering this place?" Perses asked the interloper.

Yeah, I was keeping tabs on your status updates, so I was fully aware that you were bogged down with things. However, when that arises in the future, letting people know, even just pinging them in the chat thread and saying "life's kicking my chasmfiend rn, sorry" would be appreciated. I make no assumptions that the Alleyverse should prioritize anything in your life. Best of luck with life things, and we will be ready for you when you return!